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Breakfast on Sunday chapter 1

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Breakfast In Bed

You are cuddled under the covers as I sneak out of the bed. I start the coffee and begin to start to fulfill the promise of serving you breakfast in bed. I start to look for what I want to serve you for breakfast. I open the refrigerator to see what there is, I pull out a couple of eggs and some milk to make some waffles. I will need some fruit to go with it and I see the fresh strawberries and decide that sounds pretty good, and take the bowl with them out and see the whip cream and take...

Breakfast in bed

Ann awoke and quietly slipped out of bed. She looked at Brad lying on his back totally oblivious to her movements exhausted from last night’s incredible sex no doubt. He was definitely a gift to her and she wanted to please him for all that he had given to her. Tall and slender with short dark hair. He slept in the nude and she couldn’t help but stare at his soft member, curled over looking snug. The muscles in his body were well defined especially his strong arms. Brad was such a good lover...

Breakfast Club Chapters 1 and 2

On that Saturday night we played canasta and, of course, we girls won. (Are we dating ourselves? Who even knows what canasta is?) The guys knew nothing about cooking, so confronted with their loss, agreed to cook breakfast the next morning. At least they could scramble eggs and fry up some bacon. We were all dressed for church. The fashion then was fairly short skirts for the ladies and a coat and tie for the guys. Breakfast went ok and the apartment didn't burn down. We made the guys do the...

Breakfast in Bed

The smell of singed toast filled the air, the crackling of sizzling bacon breaking the silence of the peaceful Sunday morning. Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating his figure, clad in just his boxers, bouncing on the balls of his heels at the stove. He squinted in the bright light of the morning, smiling to himself as he remembered the events of the night before. A goddess sleeps in my bed , he thought to himself. In every sense of the word. She stirred, the scent of...

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Breakfast On Sunday edited to include a cumplemen

DISCLAIMEROriginal Story credit goes to Ms Karen Kay.Characters Created by Karen Kaythe following work includes a fan edit ending to complement where she left off.we hope she comes back somtime and hope her site is re-launched. we miss you Karen Kay!!!!!********************************************************************************************************************************************************Breakfast on Sunday Ch. 01byKarenkay©Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife suck his...

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DISCLAIMER:this story is widely available as a sample of Karenkay fiction and all credit goes to her! I WILL NOT post stories that she does not post as it is her work what she chooses to post and her site www.karenkayscorner.com hosts chapters and stories that are not available as free releases. I am posting this as a favourite of mine and as free advertising for KarenKay as her work is amazing! all credit to her!from...

Breakfast in bed

You wake up around 7am on the morning of your girlfriend's birthday. She's still sound asleep, snuggled up and smiling slightly. She's an adorably little blonde with a big, devilish smile and piercing, beautiful eyes. The two of you are so in love. You slide stealthily out of bed and hurry downstairs to make your famous eggs benedict. You fry up some potatoes and mix some fruit and yogurt in a bowl, then head back up to her room. You place the spread down on the night stand and kiss Wendi...

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Breakfast In Bed

Sam has not seen Bill in a few weeks. He has been busy with work and long weekend bike trips. Bill has been watching his apartment while Sam was away like normal. Sam can always tell when he notices Bill has taken the garbage out for him. Sam is up early this Saturday morning only to find out the weather canceled the weekend bike trip. He changes out of his biking clothes and puts on a t-shirt and a pair of cotton gym shorts. Knowing Bill slept in late he was thinking of paying Bill an early...

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Breakfast on Sunday

Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife suck his cock. Jeannie was a pro when it came to sucking cock. He watched as she carefully moved her tongue over the tip of it then engulfed the entire length down her throat. He kept moving his hand on his cock as he felt his balls swelling and about to explode. Lenny pointed the remote at the screen and moved the scene a little further ahead until he came to the part where his wife was holding her head on his cock. He clicked the remote to normal...

Breakfast At The Office

Breakfast at the Office I wake up so refreshed but very horny. I decide to get to your office early before you arrive. I bought your favorite coffee and some chocolate eclairs. I get to your private office and I put your coffee and eclair on your desk then I get under your desk waiting to surprise you with the best breakfast you ever had..You come in and you noticed the coffee and eclair on your desk. You're a bit hesitant but you come over to your chair and sit down. You pull your chair in...

Breakfast with Mom

Breakfast with Mom I woke up. The sun was shining in my window and I was hungry, but it was comfortable under my covers and it was vacation time, no school, so it felt good just to stay in bed for awhile. Dad came in my room and picked me up, ruffled my hair like he always does. It was time for him to go to work. "Good morning, tiger!" he said. "There's a pop tart and juice waiting for you on the kitchen table. I gotta go now, but I'll pick up some chicken and we can eat together...

Breakfast with ma

Breakfast with ma I am Rahul aged 19 yrs. I live with my mother in our house in Ooty. After my parents divorced 2 years back I decided to stay with my mother and do a correspondence course so that she would not feel lonely. My mother was a tall, gorgeous lady with a cheerful face and a curvy body. I tease her saying she looks like a younger sister of Tabu, the actress. Anyway I woke up one fine morning, with the sun shining into my room. It was early still as I looked out the window while...

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Breakfast Nook

The first time she’d noticed them in the window, she’d naturally reacted with embarrassment and shock. She hadn’t even realized that the one window of her neighbor’s house overlooked her fenced-in back yard until she saw the faces there ogling her as she sunned herself in a bikini.Shortly after escaping into the privacy of her house, a very different feeling had come over her. Fresh off a divorce brought on by discovering her husband’s long-standing affair, her self-esteem had taken quite a...

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Breakfast in bed with my granny

One morning, I knew that my mother and father were both at work, and I could smell breakfast being cooked. I lay there in bed, toying with my morning hard-on, thinking of my grandmother. Grandma had big tits, that’s all there was to it. At times, I had noticed that she wore no bra, and I could see the impression of her nipples on the blouse she was wearing. At 13 I noticed all female tits, especially my mom’s and Grands. I got up and took a piss, then pulled off my undies...

Breakfast of Champions

I was at the stove in a pair of Brian’s boxers stirring oatmeal for our first breakfast in our new home. I looked down at my thin gray wife beater. I was showing a good amount of cleavage and the blue boxers were his favorite. Oatmeal…such a sad first breakfast. We’d been unloading the truck until well past midnight. Only the big furniture was in any way ‘unpacked’ as we’d placed most where it would stay at least until it needed to be moved for the renovation. Oatmeal and a pan were the...

Breakfast with Nick

The eggs began sizzling the moment they hit the pan, bubbling up and turning opaque. I smiled, knowing that breakfast was not the only treat I was giving my boyfriend Nick. Little did he know that I was wearing nothing but a flippy skirt that went mid-thigh high and a blouse that showed off my ample cleavage without being too provocative. I knew I cut a good figure in the outfit, with my 38DD breasts, small waist, and curving hips. Just imagining what would transpire when he got up was enough...

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BREAKFAST

Breakfastbysnakeeyes148©"What are you doing?" I heard the voice say from across the room...I was frozen...what am I going to do?...what am I going to say?..."I said, what are you doing?" she asked again.How could I possibly try to get out of it when she just caught me jerking off into her morning health drink. Ok...here goes nothing!For the past 3 months, I have been jerking off into my Mom's morning health drink. My Mom is definitely a hot woman. She's 38 years old but she has retained her...

Breakfast Invite

Oh, Goood! I thought when she stepped back. She had applied a full day's makeup. Her hair was radiant. And that robe! I stole a glance at her bare thighs and the promising pussy between them. It went only a little past her waist, and seemed to be glued to her perfect breasts, unable to conceal their full shape in anyway. Of course, her trademark cleavage was carefully hidden under the silk. But with luck, this robe would open easily. I found it impossible to take my eyes off her now. She...

Breakfast In Bed

She woke up and he was gone. This wasn’t so unusual in itself; he got up for work relatively early. What WAS unusual was that he hadn’t woken her up for a quick kiss goodbye. Besides, she mused, it was Sunday… he should be still in bed. She was about to get up and put on her bathrobe to investigate when the object of her curiosity walked through the bedroom door. He was carrying a tray laden with food and she settled back onto the bed with a sigh of contentment. Breakfast in...

Breakfast is Going to Be Cold

Introduction: Long unacted on lust causes breakfast with an old friend to be delayed I was kind of burned out and needed a couple of days away from home, so I called down to a friend a couple of hours away to see if they wanted some company for the weekend. They had been trying to get me to take a couple of days off to visit them for the last several weeks so it seemed like a great time to take them up on the offer. Bobby and his wife Ellie had been friends since college and they had been great...

Breakfast with Judy

Breakfast with JudyAuthors Note: I’ve always had the sex drive of a 20 year old, but time and ageing take their toll. So it was beyond surprising to have an encounter with this delectable mature woman. This is the true story of this sexual encounter, and I hope only the beginning. Time will tell. If you like this story, please vote on it and feel free to make any comments. As you will see, I don’t know what the next encounter will be, I only know when.I was just finishing my second cup of...

Breakfast with Tiffany Part 2

Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 2) I awoke with a start and looked to the bedside table where the hotel had placed a digital alarm clock with green glowing numbers. 5:59 and I needed the bathroom. The room was completely dark and I swung my legs off the bed and, remembering the layout of my room headed for the bathroom sporting a piss proud cock. I hit the wall with a bang. “Fuck!” I said. “What the hell?” An energy saving light blinked on, dim at first but slowly growing brighter. I looked around...

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I stretched again and opened my eyes wider with a groan before slipping from under the sheets onto the cold floor, shuffling my feet until I reached the bathroom to relieve myself and brush away the night’s dirt from my mouth, today was supposedly Sunday otherwise my alarm would have woken me up much earlier for work as it was my only day off not including certain holidays meaning I could get away with not fixing my bedhead for a few hours more, I didn’t have anywhere to be. Brushing my teeth...

Breakfast in Bed

My eyes fluttered open. I breathed deeply, well-rested and satisfied. My stomach grumbled in protest. Almost satisfied, I corrected myself. I stretched my limbs, still locked in John’s embrace as he slept peacefully. “Wake uuup,” I whined. He grunted and shifted, his hand finding its way to my right breast purely by instinct, squeezing me gently through my shirt, pulling me closer against his warm body, against his hard, eager morning wood. I bit my lip. This was okay, too, I decided. I...

Breakfast at Harry s

"Oh my God, my head hurts." I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't cooperate. "Where am I?" "You're in my bed, big boy." "Who are you, and how did I get here?" I finally got my eyes open to see an attractive woman, perhaps 40 dressed in a white blouse and white shorts standing a few feet away from the bed. She was slim, trim and looked fresh as a Daisy. "I'm Harriet but everybody calls me Harry. I'm Paul's aunt, and I brought you here. You were to drunk to drive, so they...

Breakfast Cereal in Bed

Breakfast, or thoughts of breakfast, must be a current preoccupation, because this is my second story having a cereal (as opposed to serial) theme. Although because there are two, I guess they're serial as well. Hopefully, crisp, not soggy. The other influence for this story is a series of get-togethers Mr. Marcus has with former school classmates, happening with increased frequency. Perhaps as he gets older, he looks back a bit more. In this tale, Mr. Marcus examines the life of one of his...

Breakfast Time Fun

It was Saturday morning and I was looking forward to a lie in but I was woken early by my landlady clattering about in the kitchen. My cock had obviously woken before me and was tenting the bed clothes. As I lay there, I began to imagine her bending down to get things out of the cupboards, her tight skirt stretched over her ass. I began to stroke my cock at the thought of it. I had taken the room a month before and from the first day I'd moved in I'd imagined what it would be like to get...

Faster Bennie Faster

Unlike my last story - "Dream". This concoction is a little darker and a little more graphic! But, like "Dream", it's a love story. Here's the recipe: Take a half-pint of crossdresser in the 1950's, add in a generous heaping tablespoon of his promiscuous girlfriend, then stir to a smooth consistency until they get even with the perverted man in her life. Faster, Bennie! Faster! By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 All rights reserved "Faster, Bennie! Faster! Can't you...

Faster Peter Dont Stop

Peter – My First OrgasmI don’t know when I actually started to wank as opposed to just playing with myself but my first orgasm really sticks in my memory.In the 60s when I was 13, my family moved to a small country town. I had lost all my new secondary school friends and was desperate to find some new ones. Trouble is in a small town you have to take what you find as many of your school friends of your own age will be dotted over the countryside. In my street I became friends with two other...

Breakfast with Tiffany

Chapter 1. Unexpected InterruptionKNOCK.KNOCK.My heart began beating out of my chest to the rhythm of every hard knock at the door. My pants were around my ankles, and I was positioned in my desk chair, crouched over my hard cock, explicit content splayed across my computer screen. To my left was the narrow kitchen that led straight to the front door that --KNOCK.KNOCK.KNOCK.I swear I could feel my heart beating through my shaft and pumping more blood into the head of my dick while I stumbled...

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Breakfast Club Chapter 3 and 4

Carl and I couldn't speak about it until Wednesday. Oh how I had found myself wanting it in that sudden moment of passion, but later that night I was devastated by my own behavior. I wondered if my marriage was going to end. Carl and I loved each other more than anything in the world and now it could all be over. We were somehow struck dumb afterwards and that only added to our suffering. When I passed Lydia in the hall of our apartment building we both couldn't look each other in the eye. I...

Breakfast is Going to Be Cold

“Well, I have to be out of town most of Saturday, but come on down tonight and you and Ellie can goof off until I get back home in the afternoon. She can drive us around Saturday night while you and I get hammered”. “Works for me” I replied. “I’ll be down in time to take you guys out for dinner.” We hung up and I went upstairs to grab a few clothes. It was an easy drive down to their house. As always it was nice to see them and we exchanged the normal pleasantries upon my...

Breakfast

I wake up in the morning, as I gain my bearings I realize that you’re not beside me anymore. I shake my head as I sit on the edge of the bed, my feet on the floor, still naked from last nights activities. I stand up and stretch my morning hard on, pointing straight out. I leave my room, and hear you moving around in the kitchen. I walk in, seeing you looking through the cupboards for food, and gaze at your bra and panty covered body. I shake my head, ‘What a waste.’ wondering why you bother to...

Breakfast with Tiffany Part 1

Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 1) The nature of my work required me to travel. When I was younger the novelty of travelling, and being paid for it, was exciting and had a certain holiday feel about it but now it was just boring and I longed to get home and get back to the routine of a home life. I was on the second day of a three-day trip to Amsterdam and I had decided to avoid the obvious tourist attractions of the red light district and the coffee shops and have a quiet night with a meal and a...

Breakfast at McDonalds

Paul was sitting in his usual spot at his usual McDonald’s, reading the Morning News and eating his usual breakfast – a Sausage McMuffin with Egg, hash browns, two milks, and a large coffee that he would take with him to school. Paul was thirty-nine – still ten years away from middle age, he told himself – and alone. His brief marriage, to a sweet and lovely woman who turned into a cast-iron bitch before the wedding cake was stale, was far behind him. He had had a few involvements since, but...

Breakfast with Tiffany Part 2

Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 2) I awoke with a start and looked to the bedside table where the hotel had placed a digital alarm clock with green glowing numbers. 5:59 and I needed the bathroom. The room was completely dark and I swung my legs off the bed and, remembering the layout of my room headed for the bathroom sporting a piss proud cock. I hit the wall with a bang. “Fuck!” I said. “What the hell?” An energy saving light blinked on, dim at first but slowly growing brighter. I looked...

Breakfast

Lily lay quietly under the sheets, her chest rising and falling as she slept. I watched her sleep for a time, savoring the memories of last night’s passion. It would be so easy to crawl between her legs and lick her to wakefulness. But I decided to let her sleep a bit longer, and slipped quietly from the bed. The tile felt cool under my toes and I felt the warm sunshine pouring through the skylight as I walked nude to the refrigerator. Strange to feel these things so intensely now when I’d...

Breakfast With Mom

After a long time I am back on writing stories hope you all will like it. I woke up that morning from hearing the front door slam shut. The alarmclock on my nightstand was only half past seven, and I remember thinking it strange that someone was up and about, much less leaving the house, that early on a Saturday morning. I got out of bed and looked out the window, and I saw my father get into his car and drive off. Judging by the look on his face and his vivid movements, he seemed really angry....

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BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY S

BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'SThe following is a true story that actually happened to me. I am really not fucking concerned whether you believe it or not. I just feel it needs to be told...for anyone willing to listen. It begins in the hallowed halls of Central High School, where I attended.There was this girl named Tiffany, whose guts I absolutely fucking hated and believe me the feeling was mutual. As far as looks go Tiffany and I were about dead even. As far as popularity goes, (I may have been...

Breakfast Blow

It happens... Married couples fight. After years of avoiding it, my wife and I succumbed to the inevitable and had it out over sex. She had been running hot and cold and it was driving my nuts. Especially the lack of head. Oh well. It was stupid and entirely my fault.In the midst of this multi-day fight I stopped at a local breakfast place and over a glass of iced tea noticed this new waitress eyeing me a little. Nothing overt, just looking. My ego needed stroking and I found myself flirting....

Breakfast of Champions

It was my third weekend in the city and my new roommate Tom walked through the door with a case of 24 beers and 3 joints.“If you don’t have plans we can get fucked up and enjoy the Mad Max trilogy.”Having no other plans I agreed; the new job was stressful and I needed to blow off a little steam.Partway through the third film, the last of the beers was gone and the pot was smoked. I was dozing off, barely able to keep my eyes open. “Hey man I’m sorry I’m gonna crash,” I said. “Can’t stay awake.”...

Breakfast Fuck with My Young Son

I divorced my husband when our son was only 6 years old. He remarried and our son lived with me. After my divorce, my boyfriends come and go. I finally had a long term relationship with a guy but then we broke up after 2 years. My son had just turned 15. I remembered it was a Saturday at my baby sister’s wedding and I had a lot to drink. My girlfriend took me home and I told I was fine and asked her to just leave me. But I ended up going into the wrong room, my son’s room. My vision was very...

Breakfast To Lunch With Neighbor Aunty

Hi. This is Suman from Guntur of Andhra Pradesh. In this story i want to explain you my sexual encounter with a hot aunt who resides in my building down stairs. As it is first time to write a story please excuse for mistakes. First let tell about me and my aunt. I am 30 years old married person with good looks. On the first floor i live with my wife. Hence we are newly married we don’t have children. We are happy couple and have no problems. Recently a family has taken the down portion for...

Breakfast

I wake up in the morning, as I gain my bearings I realize that you're not beside me anymore. I shake my head as I sit on the edge of the bed, my feet on the floor, still naked from last nights activities. I stand up and stretch my morning hard on, pointing straight out. I leave my room, and hear you moving around in the kitchen. I walk in, seeing you looking through the cupboards for food, and gaze at your bra and panty covered body. I shake my head, 'What a waste.' wondering why you bother to...

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Breakfast with Tiffany Part 1

Breakfast with Tiffany (Part 1) The nature of my work required me to travel. When I was younger the novelty of travelling, and being paid for it, was exciting and had a certain holiday feel about it but now it was just boring and I longed to get home and get back to the routine of a home life. I was on the second day of a three-day trip to Amsterdam and I had decided to avoid the obvious tourist attractions of the red light district and the coffee shops and have a quiet night with a meal and a...

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Breakfast

Lily lay quietly under the sheets, her chest rising and falling as she slept. I watched her sleep for a time, savoring the memories of last night’s passion. It would be so easy to crawl between her legs and lick her to wakefulness. But I decided to let her sleep a bit longer, and slipped quietly from the bed. The tile felt cool under my toes and I felt the warm sunshine pouring through the skylight as I walked nude to the refrigerator. Strange to feel these things so intensely now when I’d...

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Breakfast at Sue 8217 s

I awoke with a hangover headache, not knowing where I was. There was a woman snoring next to me. I looked. Thick, long, black hair. Really thick. Memory came flooding in. I’d done it again, gone home from a party with some girl. She had been eyeing me all night, but I hadn’t thought her very interesting. Normally I’m wild about oriental women, but this one seemed kind of lifeless. She was large, for a Chinese girl [for that’s what she turned out to be; Chinese American]....

Breakfast on the Porch

On the front porch, Hanna was kneeling down, sucking her Uncle’s cock. Swirling and sucking the head before licking the underside of his cock. Fondling his balls, she made love to his cock. Her mouth was hot and wet, sucking his cock like a pussy. Up and down his fat cock, sucking him deep inside her throat. “Ah, just like that. Your one sick little girl, sucking your own Uncle’s cock.” He groaned. Letting go of his cock with a “pop!” She got up. “Says the pervert who rapes teen girls....

Breakfast of Champions

© 2003 [email protected] -- Commercial use prohibited without author's consent. I want to start this story off by saying "That it was the breakfast of champions!" I don't know why I was up so early this morning because I didn't go to bed until late. I guess my internal alarm clock went off and said it was time to get up. So I stumbled half-asleep into my living room, got a drink of water, said good morning to the dogs. I decided to check my e-mail, and to my pleasant surprise he was...

Breakfast in Paris

"This is so cool," I said with a giggle. "First class and everything!" "Hey!" Robert grinned at me. "I told you, my parents are taking care of us, baby." "Let's see..." A smiling flight attendant looked at my boarding pass. "You're in 3A, that's on the left. We'll be serving a champagne breakfast in the lounge shortly after take-off." "Great!" I couldn't stop smiling as I looked around the cabin. This was the day after the best day of my life. "We're on our...

Summer with Carly

The summer after I turned 18 may never be topped. Now in my last year of college, I still find myself daydreaming of that small brown-haired girl who could always make me smile. Before that summer, I felt a little like a battery-operated toy that had yet to be flipped to the "ON' position. Every girl I'll ever be with has Carly to thank for how they are treated and loved by me.Throughout high school, I'd had a few girlfriends but none that went very far. I was a decent looking guy and always...

Carli

Preface The day dawned brightly, as befitted such an important day, though most July days dawned as brightly – unless they didn’t dawn at all under a blanket of fog. Carli could hardly contain herself, and she wasn’t at all sure how she could stand the slow pace of the day until her flight departed San Francisco at 1:00 AM. Twenty hours later, she would arrive in Bangkok. But at the moment, her attention was fixed on the 2 cocks plundering her holes – Daddy’s in her cunt, Billy’s (her...

My Sexual Autobiography 8211 Part 8211 XI 8211 Sex In The Car

Dear readers and friends, This is Julee with Part Xl of MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY – SEX IN CAR. The response and reaction received from different part of the world on previous parts of MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY were really amazing which I never expected. I never thought before posting my first sexual experience that I will become so popular among the readers. The credit goes to the Group and Rishma. I thank from bottom of my heart to the readers who has supported my sexual activities which is...

Carol s Car

She got out of the building, moving, as usual, slowly and it began to rain. ‘It’s raining!’ she said plaintively to the universe, but she unexpectedly got an answer. It startled her that a tall man with mostly white hair and a white beard was standing next to her, smiling and holding his umbrella over her. ‘Oh, thank you, sir,’ she said. ‘It’s so difficult with these darn arm canes to juggle an umbrella also.’ ‘I noticed,’ he said. ‘Can I escort you to your car?’ ‘That would be so nice,’...

My Lover the Car

--- My Lover, the Car (mf, Mf, MF, 1st, cons, creampie, inc, mc, oral, impreg, reluc, safe) by Krosis of the Collective --- Sue gasped. Arnie's hand was on her breast now, under her t-shirt but over her bra. He had parked up his neighbors' long gravel driveway because he knew they were away for the weekend and the young lovers could find some privacy there. Arnie and Sue had been dating for a couple of months but had only graduated to heavy petting a couple of weeks ago. They had really...

A daughter manipulates her stepfather into buying her a car

“Do you know what I saw on my way home from school today, Daddy?” “I don’t think I want to know, Jenny.” “But, Daddy– I saw this great little car–” “I don’t want to hear this, Jenny.” “It’s just a small car, Daddy — a tiny tiny car, a Toyota, actually, is what it is. And it only costs–” “Stop, Jenny. Stop right now.” “Daddy–” “No, Jenny. Just...

My Partner s Car

My partner bought himself a new Pontiac 6000 four door family style mid-size sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership in 1982 when they first came out.The first generation of these cars were carbureted with very quirky and stubborn tendencies when it came to cold starts. In our cold North American climate, if you left the car outside for a couple of hours with a strong cold wind blowing, the bitch would not start - you had to take a pen or a screwdriver or something long...

Tim And Abbie 32 Buying A car

Upstairs, Abbie shows just how horny she is. The lust which has been building up in viewing and selecting a car modeled to her precise choices starts her juices churning as she sits on Tim’s lap, feeling his hard cock growing against her crack. Everything is primed for a wonderful scene to unfold.Abbie gets all of Tim’s clothes off him in minutes and then has him settle himself on the bed as she does a slow and seductive striptease for him.You can almost hear the music in the background as...

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My locked out car

I stood alongside my car shivering in the freezing rain. I could just imagine how warm and dry it was inside that locked fucking car.The wetness of my clothes made me shiver all the harder and worst of all, I felt the need again to have a pee…That night I had been driving home after a party where I had got so many margaritas, when I felt the need to pee. Knowing how heavy the traffic was on the main road, I turned towards the beach road. In my haste to go, I jumped out the car and ran to the...

Wife destroyed my race car

If it wasn't for the cute 19 year old that moved in next door I would have never known. For the last 2 years I was working on my 1986 Ford Mustang 5.0 HO. I spent a lot of time and even more money tearing down the 302 engine block replacing just about everything that could be replaced. I rebuilt it three times each time a major problem developed as I was breaking it in taking it easy for the first 500 miles. The first time the heads did not seat properly on the block. The second time the valves...

A Thousand Years of Peace Chapter 10 The Smart Car

John was in the bank. It was Wednesday morning. It had been three days since the wedding, and he was still laughing as he remembered the scene. A large contingency dressed as Scottish Nobleman. Jenny looking like Marian from Robin Hood. John Nation dressed like what Hollywood portrayed as the head Indian chief should look like. It looked more like a costume party than a wedding. John was interrupted by a man coming into the bank. He had a bag and a note from the hardware store. This gold...

I Fucked Gizem s foot in the car

I never thought bad about Gizem.She is my friend's daughter.She is 21 years old.I never thought bad about her till I see her legs and feet at the graduation ceremony of her school.She studies at the faculty of dentistry at a different city now.She's staying in a rented house with two friends.Someday I decided to go to this city for business.When her father heard that I would go to this city he asked me to take some things to her.I accepted.That wouldn't be problem for me because I will go there...

The Hood Of The Car

The Hood Of The Car My father came into my room, which was something that he never ever had done before. He respected my space, so I knew that it was serious. Dad said, “You fucked Vickie last night. She laid on the hood of my car and you did her from behind. She was willing but you still shouldn’t have done it. If her mother sees the prints on my hood, she will cut your fucking dick off and feed it to you for breakfast. If I were you I’d get my ass down there right away and wash it...

My First Car

It was the first day of Summer vacation and I had a brand new Driver’s License waiting to be put to use. Problem was though that I didn’t have a car, at least not one of my own. I could borrow one of my Parent’s cars but since they both worked during the day my dreams of cruising around all Summer with friends quickly faded. Instead that first day of what should have been my Summer of Freedom was looking like it would be spent laying around the pool. That was what I was about to do when the...

Fixing More Than Just Her Car

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