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Memories of days past

Sex was always a weird thing around the house, growing up. Earliest memories I have are of my mom taking me along to visit an older man, a race horse owner living on the racetrack property. I remember entering his quarters there with her, welcomed by te sight of the man lying on his bed, his hard cock out of his pants. It looked huge to me. I was given some toy to play with in a basin of water, with instructions only to look at what I was doing in the basin, nowhere else. I did not do exactly...

Memories Chapter 2 Robin

CHAPTER 2: RobinThis happened quite a few years back. I love women and would never give them up, but I can be fooled. I was trolling some porn sites recently, and saw the person in the pictures above. The site showed videos of all types together, so you would see straight, bi, shemale, etc. all on the same page. One of the video stills showed the person above - a performer called Jacqueline Dark (you can look her up if you wish). I see her and am instantly taken back years to another person I...

Memories of Kissing You

Memories...your hands held high above your head anchoring you crushing you against the large blue door hiding from the street lightskissing you like there's no tomorrow tongues tango, breaths quicken knee pressed 'tween your thighs feeling your heat feeling you grind against me arousal heightened by the possibility of getting caughtlater you tease with a slow reveal that I'm not allowed to touch but my eyes soak you in videotape mentally for futur...

MEMORIES

Funny thing about "MEMORIES". In my senior years, I can not remember the name of the movie I watched last weekend or the name of its lead actor but I recall perfectly the events of May 11, 2009. The washrooms at the mall were bereft of cock so I walked a couple of blocks to the library to see if there was any action there. When I entered the washroom, there were 2 guys in there. One was standing in front of the right urinal and the other guy was at the left one. The middle urinal was where I...

Memorial Day Weekend

Day oneA co-worker who was to be on vacation the whole week before Memorial Day called me up at work Friday morning, telling me that her family had to cut their vacation short due to a family emergency on her husband’s side. They had rented a spot for their camping trailer for the full week & she wanted to know if I wanted to stay there until Monday morning when they came to pick it up. I said sure as the only thing I would have done was gone shopping or bar hopping.Friday after work she...

Memories of an old friend

friends mom would give me a peak with loose bath robe. would accidently not close her bed room door while dressing. would want me to try on pants and watch me do it. She would get drunk some time and her GF would bring her home. Her son was with his dad and I saw the car pull up. Summer time and I was out late. So I said, I will help her in. Her drunk GF said great, I am not in good shape my self. So in the house and into the bathroom. She insisted i stay with her. she left her undies and pants...

MEMORIES OF MOMMY IN THE THE BATH

I was cruising the web the other day watching some porn videos as usual and came upon one in particular that brought back some memories of a time when I was still a very young boy. The video was of a Mother and young son taking a bath together. I began to remember how my Mother would let me get in the tub with her and wash me all over, and she had me wash her back for her. It was a normal thing at the time since I was not quite 10 years old yet. After I turned 10 the baths with Mom became less...

memories of school

reading the "my teacher" story brought back a distant but oh so clear memory i have of a particularly great school dayit was in maths class, and our teacher was a large lady in her early 40,s, she always wore tight fitting tweed suits which showed of all her curves and bulges under her teachers robe, and my mind had always wandered to fantasy land concerning how it would be to get my hands under her blouse and play with the massive breasts that seemed to be straining against the material of her...

Memories From the Bush

"You've got to be k**ding!" I shouted out loud."Whoever thought to name a town that, must have had a huge hairy pussy fetish!""WELCOME TO BIG BEAVER PA." The sign said.I had almost arrived at my new home in Pleasant Town Pa. population 55,000.*There was no way I could concentrate on my language learning tapes now, not when I was this close to my destination.Plus my mind was wandering too much anyway. Seeing that "Big Beaver" sign reminded me of my old college days. Up near Albany NY there's...

memories of a serial killer homosexsual

the sleeping pill had worked great. too. For a moment I feared that the boy was dead. Instead it was stone dead, but sleeping. fell in a few minutes like a cooked pear. I now had to give me to do. drag it down below, in the playroom. So call: the playroom.-I can offer you a drink? - The little shit had accepted - thank you gladly - and there in the kitchen drops down in the drink while he could not see me. then a good mixed and the magic potion that was pretty ready. poor bastard.I was polite...

Memories Of A Sexual Sadist

MEMORIES OF A SEXUAL SADIST by Long Tall Mary My name is Jason, currently 41 years old, and serving a 20 year prison sentencein Massachusetts for committing six rapes and abductions, well I think it wassix, I was charged with more rapes than that but some of them got dismissedas a result of plea bargaining. At any rate I won't get out until I have served at least 14 years and I'veonly served 3, that is if I don't loose my good time. I've been classifiedby the parole board as a sexual sadist and...

Memories

Special thanks to my Proof Reader The roar of the jet's engines is the only thing intruding on my grief. I still can't believe it. Nicci is gone. She and her husband Frank drowned off the Florida coast in a severe tropical storm; they and seventeen other passengers. She and Frank were to enjoy a relaxing two week sailing trip. It was intended to be sort of a second honeymoon, the first time they were away from home alone in years. Nicci was my sister and we were close ... very close. She...

Memories of the Past Dreams of the Future

Tina took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she entered the hotel lobby. Immediately she was accosted with signs welcoming her class to their 30th reunion. "I don't think I can do this," Tina said to herself as she backed into a corner where she could watch the goings-on. She observed many people heading toward the banquet doors, mostly in pairs or small groups. With the doors open, Tina was able to see the greeters' table and watch as former classmates were recognized. As she...

Memories

Funny how things looked bigger when I was eight than they do now at fifty. I was home for the first time in almost thirty-two years. I left home at eighteen to join the Air Force. Now I'm back for my mom and dad's funeral. They died in a fiery car crash on their way home from seeing my younger sister in Olean, New York. They lived in Jamestown almost all their lives and in the same house since I turned seven. It was a hundred year old house with two floors, an attic, and a basement. The...

Memories in Ashes

As I sit here, in a wicker chair on my brother-in-law's front porch, in the warmth of the May sun, I am trying to remember clearly the events of the past few days, though (on some level) I am really trying hard to forget them. I remember the first time I saw the huge luxury-liner that we were about to board for our trip to America and the first time I saw Franz, in his neatly pressed, blue officer's uniform, leading us toward the embarkation stairs. Tears come to my eyes as I again realize...

MemoriesPart 2

Chapter 1 Sarah was nearly ten minutes late pulling up to the curb outside her daughter's school; she waved and smiled at Cathy. "Sorry I'm late baby, something came up" "That's OK mom" "So how did the exam go?" "OK I guess, certainly better than I expected" "Good, do you feel like shopping?" "Yeah, always" It was a twenty minute drive to the large shopping centre; they didn't get much chance to talk as Sarah had her side window open, allowing cool air to blow through...

MemoriesChapter 2

Memories It was now three months since Kerry had left. There was no change in the general atmosphere that was evident in the household; the wife was her ordinary self, the marriage existing on the 'toleration' plain. Sex was never mentioned at all and as far as Rick was concerned the 'ship of state' did what was its custom, just sailed along. However, he did miss Kerry for in the last few hours of her latest stay she had sucked him off and they had fucked. Now he returned to his usual...

Memories Part 17

Memories Part 17 It has been said that when you are busy or having fun, time seems to pass so quickly. I can tell you that is very true. Before I realized it, the summer was over and it was time for me to return to school. That meant moving back into the sorority house and starting classes once again. It was the Saturday before classes were to being when, with Momma's help, I returned to the sorority house. I was so glad to learn I was assigned my old room and that Lisa was to be my...

Memories of a Cock and Cum Pig

I have been a submissive cock and cum pig for as long as i can remember. Some of my hottest memories are of sucking cock and getting face fucked at glory holes in a college town in Wisconsin. ( i have written out this story on a few different sites if this looks familiar) i would kneel for hours and suck cock after cock and i always loved the thicker cocks and the more aggressive men who liked to pussy fuck my mouth. One guy i sucked off in a glory hole lasted at least 45 minutes. He was a very...

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Memories Of My Mom and Me

Note : This story is completely fictional! My name is Bob,I`m 48 years old.My mom had me when she was 28 years old. My story began when I was growing up,in high school I was at a party one weekend at my friend Annies house.I excused myself to go to her bathroom which was on the second floor of their house.In their bathroom I found a book it was a called Family lovers.I scanned through it,the stories were about incest.It was a pocket book there were about half a dozen of them there,so I helped...

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Memories in the Sea

The morning smelled of the soft pine that stood at the edge of the yard. The slight scent of dew stood out among the pine. Mixed with the pine and dew also was the dominate smell of a woman, who stood at the steps of her home. Her build was one of a large, hefty woman. She had been called, by those not so tactful, a mountain of unmovable flesh. Her brow just slightly connected and her lips were thin against such a large face. She bore green eyes that shone, these were though very blank. Above...

Memories of a Cheating Chinese Trophy Wife

To alleviate some of my financial difficulties of being a college student, I responded to an ad for a mathematics tutor in a popular local online forum. I figured this would be a simple and flexible enough job to make some money on the side as I would only be helping with elementary school level mathematics. I sent off my resume and began browsing other job postings. By the next day, I had received an email in response for the tutoring position, inviting me to coffee so we could meet and...

Memorial Daze Part Five

door. Opening it my senses are assailed with the scent and of sounds of sex. As he forces me down I see two guys sitting naked in the chairs drinking from cans of beer, the third guy fucking a crying Sherry in doggie position. Joe calls out and the others comes to meet him. “Go sit in the fucking chair and don’t make a fucking move Mutie!” Doing as he says I can’t help but notice the side profile of Sherry’s current rapists which seems so familiar to me. Not lingering to long I take a...

Memorial Daze Part Three

Leaning his head into my throat, tracing it with his tongue, then along my chin and finally onto my lips where he closes his mouth on mine. His right hand holding the back of my head as he kisses me, his left down groping between my legs. Then once more he humiliates me “Tell me to stop and I will Teri!” an evil smile on his face. Extending my left hand out then bringing my open right hand sharply down to meet my right hand, I keep repeating the motion only to have Joe mock me....

Memorial Daze Part two

As his lips touch my outer labia I shiver from his warm breath touching my cold skin. His tongue traces my lips then “Oh she kind of sweet and metalic at the same time, either that or I’m really wasted guys!” Rob speaks up “Quiet isn’t she, mustn’t be turned on being with the three of us he-men!” Keith laughs “Look at the look on her face!” leaning in closer “Ah what’s the matter, Tell your next boyfriend all about it!” Closing my eyes so I don’t have to see his face, screaming inside...

Memorial Day soldier return

The excitement built as we formed up in the hanger after our arrival from overseas. One last review and we would meet with our families. The cries, screams of joy, tears as we all reunited with our families was something you can never forget. It was a little bittersweet as my wife Kerri had left me while I was away, yea a bummer, but that feeling faded as I spotted my parents and my Sis, Mary. We hugged in a big circle, everyone crying. Boy, Sis had really grown up in a...

Memories of A Mortician Virgin Conception Concrete Love

26. VIRGIN CONCEPTION (2013) Name: Y.J.Y. Age: 18 Cause of Death: Blood loss from incision on abdomen. Severe damage to internal organs. Other Injuries: Slight chloroform burns on lips and nose. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 13hrs Notes: This young woman was the victim of a violent but somewhat sexy occult ritual. Your belly was cut Impregnated with a goat I impregnate you In all my years as a mortician, I have only come across one incident of an occult...

Memories of a Mortician Case 16 Erotic Deomposition

Year: 2003 Name: W.Y Age: 21 Cause of Death: Asphyxiation due to sustained chokehold. Other Injuries: Torn vagina. Large discoloured contusion on neck. In a highly advanced state of putrefaction with grossly bloated abdomen, green complexion and extensive marbling. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 70-80 hrs. Case Notes: A young woman went missing at a park late one night while on a date. Her strangled and violated corpse was found after 3 days. She no longer looked so...

Memories of a Mortician Part 8 Last Bath Electric Youth

Year: 2011 Name:J.L Age: 23 Cause of Death: Asphyxiation due to drowning Other Injuries: Light chemical burns near nose and mouth area caused by chloroform. Torn vagina and hymen from sexual assault. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 14hrs Notes: Pic 1 A young woman has just finished dressing up for her dinner date with her boyfriend. Suddenly, the serial killer known as the ‘Kosmetics Killer’ (refer to earlier case ‘A Bad Idea’) broke into her house. He chloroformed and...

Memories of a Mortician Part 7 Skewered Expectations

Year: 1989 Name: K.L. Age: 25 Cause of Death: Internal bleeding caused by punctured liver and spleen. Other Injuries: Puncture mark in lower left abdomen. Sewn up C-Section scar in lower abdomen Time between death and delivery to mortician: 14hrs Case Notes: A young pregnant woman was at a poolside barbeque with her group of friends. Amongst them is her ex-boyfriend who is jealous of her marriage and impending child with his rival. He stuck out a foot to trip her as she walked pass...

Memories of A Mortician Part 6 Birth in Death Washed Ashore

CASE 11: BIRTH IN DEATH Year: 2007 Name: J.G. Age: 27 Cause of Death: Asphyxiation by drowning Other injuries: Post Mortem fetal extrusion. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 32 hrs Case Notes: A heavily pregnant woman was exercising near a lake in a park when she felt giddy and fainted, toppling into the muddy lake. A man who was passing by managed to drag her out after some time. Attempts at CPR failed to revive her and the would be rescuer turned into her rapist as...

Memories of a Mortician Part 5 updated Indigested Beauty Tokyo Hangover A Bad Idea

INDIGESTED BEAUTY Hot babe so pretty Swallowed but not digested Slimy you emerged I have seen all types of cases over the decades but non as bizarre as the following. The fact that the victim was young and pretty only made the case more memorable to me. One afternoon in 2009, my assistant (who I usually assigned to the male or older female cases) ran into my office telling me that we?ve got something never seen before. I went into the embalming room and saw a body lying on the lab...

Memories of a Mortician Part 5 Indigested Beauty Tokyo Hangover

INDIGESTED BEAUTY Hot babe so pretty Swallowed but not digested Slimy you emerged I have seen all types of cases over the decades but non as bizarre as the following. The fact that the victim was young and pretty only made the case more memorable to me. One afternoon in 2009, my assistant (who I usually assigned to the male or older female cases) ran into my office telling me that we’ve got something never seen before. I went into the embalming room and saw a body lying on the lab...

Memories of a Mortician Part 4 Home Encounter Depregnation

The life squeezed from you No more the virgin you were I am breathless too The next case is a murder/rape victim. Usually, victims of foul play would be autopsied and arrive with stitches and blood all over, which is a major turn off for me. Fortunately in the case of A., the culprit was arrested and confessed just hours after the crime, removing the need for an autopsy. A. was a 19 year old girl who was surprised at home by a burglar. The burglar strangled her with a belt and left her...

Memories of a Mortician Part 3 Tsunami Surprise

Gas and water I removed Asleep, you look now The next case occurred in 2004. I have long since taken over the job of chief embalmer at the company after Mr M retired sometime in the early 1990s. (As you can see, my memoirs will not be in chorological order but rather based on how I remembered my patients.) I had just received an order to embalm the body of the young female that had died in the terrible tsunami disaster 3 days ago. I had seen her photograph in the newspapers and knew that...

Memories II

Eventually, my lady gets up to replenish her coffee and as she walks by us, we comment on my lady needing a visit from the barber. Al and I love bare pussy's and my lady's was in a need of a trimming. This produced an increase in excitement in all of us, knowing what was too come. My lady agrees and goes into the house to get our “barber supplies”. She soon returns with a container of warm water, a beard trimmer, some shaving cream and a razor. There is a nice table on the deck just...

Memories of a killer

People, good people, are of such a great value and rare quantity, that at times I've held their worth as greater than gold, diamonds, life or any other substance on this earth. Humans however, are a sick, loathsome and disgusting disease that continuously plagues the earth and when not ravishing her resources, are brutalizing and defiling themselves, and each other. It was because of this I began down the road I have traveled in life. I was always good with a gun as well as a blade. I...

Memories

You aren’t here anymore. For more than a year already. Maybe I should have started earlier with this, now my notes about you start today. I don’t know what this is going to be. Or what it is good for. Maybe for everything, maybe nothing. Maybe it should be therapy for me. I had thought that I was cured. I imagined it. To be healed of you. How ridiculous.Obviously, nobody can close the gap that you left behind. It is completely hopeless.Through you I have experienced what love is. Love is when...

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Memories of A gayboy prt 1

Dinner wasn't any better than the greetings. Silence through most of the meal, but then my sister decided it was a good time to talk about her career. My sister is just now 28 and she is the president at a law firm, married, and has a daughter. She's very little with a petite figure, long straight black hair, big brown eyes, bright smile, and she resembled mostly my father who wasn't a bad looking man for his age. I have always been a mama's boy, i think mainly because i looked like...

memories of a friend

there was one in particular that loved to expose himself to me. he'd started when we were in grade school. i was the oldest of 3 girls, my sisters one and two years behind me, and i WAS the target of most of the boys in that neighborhood. i'm not going to name names or cite ages, but my friend taught me about the male anatomy, and i taught him about the female anatomy. okay, okay, so i was a nasty girl!.....i prefer to think i was curious beyond my years. my friend and i...

Memories Aren t Forgotten Ch 03

By the time Paul’s car pulled into the garage of the house, Jessie could feel the fatigue a day at the mall brought. Before the entered the house a pounding of feet could be heard coming down the stairs inside Mrs. Smythe greeted them at the door. She wore a blue apron that read ‘kiss the cook’ over her round frame. Flour was sprinkled on the apron and from the yummy smells coming from the kitchen, Jessie knew she was baking. She frowned when she saw Paul carrying two shopping bags and...

Memories of Rain on a Tin Roof

My wife Kitty and I were visiting some friends over the weekend that owned a horse ranch. The ranch was more of the board and train type but they did breeding also. The place was small at five hundred acres but far larger than the little three-acre place we had. Saturday morning after breakfast, we decided to take a walk around the place. It was cool and foggy as we left the house and headed off down a road that we had been told made a loop around and through the ranch. Kitty and I both love...

Memories Aren t Forgotten

‘Well? What about him?’ Josephine Parker asked for the tenth time, this time pointing towards a tall lean man with wavy black hair who had just entered Eclectic Soul, the new hot spot in the city. ‘What about him? He looks like he just left a spa’ Jessie Ryan told her cousin after she barely looked at the guy. ‘Really Jess you know why you’re still single? You’re too picky. Either he’s too tall, too short, too thin, too lean, too dark haired, too muscular, too everything! Why not head for the...

Memories of a holiday fling part 1

I was late for my conference. The train was delayed and getting across London was hell that day. I was flustered when I arrived, cheeks a little pink, hair slipping and tripping out of what had been a sophisticated yet soft high ponytail. I stuck a loose tendril behind my ear and paused at the door. The conference had already begun and I was going to have to make a surreptitious entrance. People on the other side of the door were applauding. It seemed as good a time as any to try to slip in...

Memories mammaries

When her third child was born, she realized how much of a turn on the actual act of lactation was. Shameful to admit, that the physical act of feeding a demanding newborn was physically pleasurable. Many an afternoon, after a feed as the baby slumbered she would allow her fingers to wander down between her thick creamy thighs to investigate the pooling wetness of her center. She always felt guilty when she came, baby just a few feet away,asleep and blissfully unaware of his wanton...

Memories II

Introduction: Sexual fun in the desert Its a lovely morning in the Arizona desert. The sun is shining, there is a slight breeze and the temperature is just right to be nude. My lady & I are sitting on our friends deck enjoying the birds, rabbits and the wonderful view across the desert. We look out to the west and we can see a tall, slim bronze body slowly walking our way. As the person gets closer, we can see that it is our friend Al out for his morning walk and visit. He approaches the deck...

Memories of A gayboy prt 1

Introduction: New story! Check it out On April 15,2005 I became the person Ive always wanted to be. I had just arrived at my parents house for dinner and decided it was the right time to tell them. As you can imagine coming out of the closet on your sisters birthday can be a party crasher. I couldnt continue living a lie. My mother greeted me with the usual hug and a kiss on the cheek. Same routine for the past few years. My father on the other hand just nodded his head and said hello. Weve...

Memories

Like many men my age I’m a proud grandfather of six and I indeed love them all and my ex wife was a loving, beautiful woman and still is. We raised four great kids together, but there is a part of me none of them knows about and it goes back many years. I go back to high school when I was extremely shy around girls. I wasn’t, however shy around guys. I was a good athlete, tall and in great shape. I played ball, wrestled and ran track. I wasn’t attracted to other guys in the least and I was very...

Memories of last night

The professor’s voice echoed dully around the room, sweeping tunelessly over the heads of 70 tired and uninterested students. The sky outside was grey and miserable, mirroring the mood of the room, bar for one girl – Jo. She was sat in the middle of a row, halfway up the tiered seating, and was radiating her good mood. Her long brown hair, fell in curls over her shoulders, and seemed to shine under the incandescent lights of the hall. The professor glanced up and caught sight of her, she wore...

Memories of Greece

I had recently gotten out of the Army, where I was stationed in Munich. The German girls were great, but the most memorable sexual experience of all my life was while I was on temporary duty on the Greek island of Crete. For several days I lived in a seaside hotel overlooking the ancient harbor of Khania. I was drinking some tequila at the bar when a luscious little blond came in and sat on the stool next to mine. Soon we began to talk. Her name was Ann, she was 20, and was from British...

Memories

Just for fun, I though it might be nice to share some of the experiences I went through on my way to becoming the sexy slut I am. Before I had the confidence to fully dress and go out, and to go on the few dates I’ve been on, I was completely closeted. The only way I could express my girly side was through playing on the phone and all alone. I loved dressing up a few times a week. I collected sexy underwear from ex-girlfriends who left stuff behind, and from a few rare shopping trips where I...

Memories of Anne

The time on the mantle clock showed 9.20pm. I sat on the sofa and slipped my heels off and tucked my stocking clad legs under me. I picked up my glass of Chardonnay and took a sip. My thoughts went to the events of today.It had actually all started a month prior. I was recruiting for a new secretary when Anne’s curriculum vitae had come across my desk and it struck a cord with me. So I had invited her in for an interview and I had been impressed with her polite and respectful manner. She had...

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Memories of Bounty Hunter

After entering the bounty hunter's office, you push your prisoner. “Keep moving.” Your helmet changed the sound of your voice to be more menacing.. Add to that full body armour it makes you rather intimidating. The girl starts walking again. She's naked sans shoes... well, you could count rope restraining her and ball-gag in her mouth as part of her clothes, but you doubt that she would agree. You stop before officer. “Shade.” He nods with respect. You give the officer the bounty poster of...

Memories to last a lifetime

I've been together with my boyfriend for some 6 years now... We had a very happy relationship, and we even got engaged. We're supposed to take the big step next Spring. Lately though, he seems to not be the same. Sex, which was never his strong point to begin with, is now even more boring and dull. And I am starting to wonder if I still love him... I'm having second thoughts about the wedding, also. So I have decided recently to reactivate my account on a well known porn platform. Why, you ask?...

Memories of Lady Blackwood

It was a gray, dark fall day. A menacingly thick layer of clouds hung in the sky. The air was loaded with electricity and thick with moisture as it had been for several days as if someone had forgotten to open the gates of heaven and flood the earthly world with a second deluge. The biting wind had shooed everyone save for two figures who were not scared off the cemetery by these hostile conditions. A suggestive hole in the ground gaped prominently between the pastor and the young man dressed...

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Memories of Patty Part2

Summer was nearly over, and we'd be going back to school soon. If second year premed was anything like the first, I was in for hell. We'd decided to take a trip before Patty had to leave for college, and I had to return, as well. The one bright spot was Debbie would be attending the same college as Patty, so they were going to room together. We were going to spend 4 days in my doctor friend's cabin, just outside in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. Doc had kind of adopted me when he found out I was a car...

Memories of Patty part1

My girlfriend Patty had just graduated from high school. To celebrate, I decided to take her to Kings Island, a local amusement park we frequented. We were going to make it a weekend trip and would be staying 2 nights. Of course, her parents wouldn't allow anything like that to happen, so we conspired with Patty's best friend, Debbie and her boyfriend, Rob. We told the girl's parents that they would stay in one room, and Rob and I would stay in another. All nice and safe, nothing to worry...

Memories of Daddy Pt 5

I was rushing to put my earrings on when I heard the doorbell. "Damn! He's early," I said to Naomi, my best friend, on my cell phone. "Well, what's his name? Where'd you meet him?" she asked. I barely heard my dad open the front door over the loud television show he'd been watching. "It's Sergio. I got him for Psychology." "And you're gonna have him for Biology, too, aren't you? You're such a slut, Rosie!" Naomi giggled. "You have no idea," I mumbled as I put on my bracelet. I got my purse...

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Memories of Daddy Pt 2

The knock on the door jarred us both. I had just spent almost an entire month trying to seduce my father and he was now standing in front of me, unbuckling his belt. I wanted him so bad, I could taste him. I was 22 years old, just out of the military and was staying with my parents while I went to school full time. My father and I had slipped into this non-verbal routine. I would wait, naked, for him in the shower and he would come watch me dry myself. I never made any attempt to cover myself....

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Memories of Times Past

The door was unlocked – she knows she is always welcome and missed when not around. I hear the door open and lock behind her then the shout. “Hello.” My already pounding heart quickens again and I order her to come upstairs. She follows the instruction and stands in front of me in my room. Even after a long day at work her beauty shines through – a combination of classic porcelain skin, vivid eyes, soft full lips and an innocence that always hides her appetite for life. I tell her not to speak...

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Memories Chapter 1

I was watching a video on Xhamster today, and it reminded me of a girl I was fucking as a 19 year old. I posted a comment about her in the comments section of that video, but I thought I would expand upon her here. Stephanie was about 22, and we both worked at the local grocery store. She was a smoking hot blonde. When I say "smoking hot" - I mean, she could've been a model, not a fucking cashier at the local grocery chain making a little more than minimum wage! Her true talents were deep...

Memories of Daddy Pt 3

As I sat on the trunk of my car in the dark parking lot, I knew I'd done the right thing. I finally had my father right where I wanted him; here and alone with me in the dark. He was staring at my naked tits and pussy. He had only two choices and they were fuck me or don't fuck me. We had spent weeks playing this game every Tuesday and Thursday morning a silent, naked game of Peek-a-Boo. On those mornings, my father would walk in on me while I was in the shower. He would pretend to not be there...

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Memories of D J

I woke up this morning in a hot sweat thinking of you. Your bald head. Your smile. Your lips. Your tongue. Your eyes. Your hands. Your warmth. Your big dick. Just thinkin’ about you gets me wet. I can’t stay in bed all day thinkin’ about you, so I get up and get in the shower. Because there’s no point in wearin’ clothes to bed when all I can do is continue to think about you at night. I turn on the water and let it get HOT! I step into the shower and lay against the tiled wall. I allow...

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Memories of Daddy Pt 4

"What took you two so long?" My father and I froze in the front door. My mother was walking out of the kitchen, a cup of coffee in her hand. It was just past 5:00 a.m. I'd forgotten she woke up early to go to work. "Are you okay, Rosie?" my mother asked, walking past me on her way to their bedroom. And, before I could answer, "How's the car?" "Nuts are stripped," my father said in a completely normal voice. He walked closed the front door, walked into the kitchen and took out a cup off the...

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Memories

Just for fun, I though it might be nice to share some of the experiences I went through on my way to becoming the sexy slut I am. Before I had the confidence to fully dress and go out, and to go on the few dates I've been on, I was completely closeted. The only way I could express my girly side was through playing on the phone and all alone. I loved dressing up a few times a week. I collected sexy underwear from ex-girlfriends who left stuff behind, and from a few rare shopping trips where I...

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Memories of Daddy

I come from a small hometown in Texas. I started fucking my father when I was 22, after I got out of the military and lived at home for about a year and a half, before moving to a bigger city. My dad and I never had a conventional relationship. I wasn't daddy's girl and he wasn't a doting father. He drank a lot. He definitely liked his drink and he got silly when he drank. Don't get the wrong impression. He wasn't a bad person. He was an ordinary, average-looking, average-built man in his...

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Memories Of A Rainy And Lonely Day In June

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Memories of a road trip

A few Years ago I was down south, I'd finished a seminar and was heading home up the A1, after half hour into the journey my mind started thinking of sexy things, so I made the decision that to help the journey go quicker I would pull off at next junction and find a Lay-by and change in to my girlie clothes, it was about 8.45 so dusk to dark.The next one was the Biggleswade junction, I pulled off and after about a mile there was a big Lay-by on my left, with a few cars in I did a drive by and...

Memories

Funny I guess, the closer to graduation I got the random escapades I used to allow my self diminished. Yeah from time to time I would sit in my room and think back to the Apartments we lived in after dad's death. Think about sneaking up to Stephen/Stephanie's apartment and when he would have friends over. When I think about how straight laced "Stephen was I have to smile, when Stephanie was around, sex was always in the air. At first I was just the "errand boy,", I'd go to the store get...

Memories of Glastonbury 2009

As most of you are probably aware, the last weekend in June marks the largest music festival in the UK at Glastonbury. Being England, unfortunately you can't rely on the weather being wall to wall sunshine. In all honesty, you can pretty much guarantee that you're going to get wet at some point over the weekend. This year was no exception and by Friday afternoon, the sunglasses and sun hats had been replaced with rain-hoods and brollies.Being the optimistic type, I always try to find the...

Memories of last night

The professor’s voice echoed dully around the room, sweeping tunelessly over the heads of 70 tired and uninterested students. The sky outside was grey and miserable, mirroring the mood of the room, bar for one girl – Jo. She was sat in the middle of a row, halfway up the tiered seating, and was radiating her good mood. Her long brown hair, fell in curls over her shoulders, and seemed to shine under the incandescent lights of the hall. The professor glanced up and caught sight of her; she wore a...

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MEMORIES 9 Lisa Love 1

Lisa is like my dream come true: as pretty as my best friend so far here, but not a shy lesbianLisa is far geographically, but so close to my heart and mind, my intuition about her is right!Les lives only an hour by train from me, but she still has not got the guts to meet me in realLes sometimes sits on my lap to play together - she knows I will pleasure and sexy satisfy herLes only dares to be with me virtually to consume my love - never offering anything in returnLisa only dreams about one...

MEMORIES 7 Little Trouble

My boyfriend and I have a very simple, wonderful relationship. He's the boss and I'm the slave.It's been this way since our first date. When I started acting like a brat, he put me over his knee.It was love at first whack, you could say.Over the years he trained me to be a good slave Every morning I service him, snuggling under the covers and taking him into my mouth while he dreams.Afterward, I bring him his coffee. Occasionaly I do get a bit obstreperous. Hence my nickname "Little Trouble"....

MEMORIES 6 Pam s pussy eaten out

I am five feet tall and weigh ninety-five pounds, a slim and dainty girl.I was at a club with three girlfriends drinking and dancing when I spotted a good-looking guy who was giving me the eye.I smiled at him and he finally asked me to dance. I gladly accepted.We looked like Mutt and Jeff, as he was six-four and over two hundred pounds.My nipples were erect with desire as they poked into his lower chest.We danced several times, until my panties were soaking wet.I couldn't believe the effect he...

MEMORIES 5 Fran s Fun on a Bus

I am a tall tasty, big-breasted, good-looking lovely lady of thirty-threewith a normal sex drive and several gentlemen friends whom I see regularlyI have always been rather conservative where sex is concerned but recently something hot happened that opened my eyes to thepossibility of pretty pleasures in the most unlikely places!I travel to and from work by bus. I almost always manage to get a set in the mornings,but at night I'm often obliged to stand. About four months ago, returning home...

MEMORIES 4 Susan s Secretarial skills

I am a twenty-six-year-old woman who loves to have hot foxy funI have long blonde hair and a very shapely sexy beautiful body I am really proud of my bouncing BOOBS and luxuruous long legsI am a legal secretary and have had the same boss for two yearsAt the end of of my first year, my boss Norm, started coming to me in very subtle waysSometimes, as he stood beside my desk while I was typing, I would notice he had a nice bulgerunning down his pant leg. Other times he would stand behind me and,...

MEMORIES 3 Carla s Check up

Carla and I are having a coffee, a few weeks ago, she told me about her upcoming gynalogical check-upI tell her I wonder what went on actually during those annual intimate sexy sessions with this lady?Carla suggests to my surprise that I tag along this time, as her doctor is an old friend from schoolThe day of her appointment arrives, my wife asks me help her get ready, I wash her from head to toe!As she directs me to I make sure her vagina and anus are completely squeaky clean for her...

MEMORIES 2 Eve s Ebony Ecstasy

Recently I returned from an idyllic three-week crazy cute Caribbian cruise. At the last moment my husband of ten years had to cancel, so I went alone.A few days out of port I began to notice that an extremely handsome Jamaican cabin boy was flirting with me at every possible opportunity. His persistent attention and undeniable charm flattered me. Even though I am thirty-six already, I still have an attractive 36-26-36 figure. My husband always says I am a gorgeous blonde.First fantastic fine...

Memories from my wank bank Part 1 My First Footj

During the periods (sometimes lengthy) when I am not engaged in sex I fill that downtime by having a wank. Sometimes its while looking at pics or videos but other times I recall past sexual experiences.The other day I accessed my wank bank and recalled the first time I received a footjob. I must have been around 18 or 19 and was at a party. It had gotten pretty messy and by very late in the evening a number of us were laying around the lounge in varying degrees of intoxication. I was sat...

Memories Of My Late Cousin Sister Punita

Hi. Friend. This is Deepak again with a new hot story first let me introduce myself. I am 28 years old with good height and body this incident has been taken place at the same time when I had an encounter with my aunty in my village. I am going to tell the story of cousin sister who is no more in this world. Her name was Punita and she used to call my brother and was just 18 years old. She was very beautiful and had a sexy figure. I used to see her body whenever I get a chance to see. This...

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Memories Of A Rainy And Lonely Day In June

Dear readers. I am not a regular visitor of this site. I thought of sharing this experience of mine as I feel it could be unique, sometimes. I am Ancy Thomas, a 31-year-old housewife from Kerala. I am now residing in the Middle East with my husband Simon, an IT professional and my 7-year-old kid. I am 5″6 tall with wheatish complexions with stats of 34 32 38. I was born and brought up in a traditional family. My studies were within the State of Kerala only. After completion of my PG, I got...

memories of the locker room

As I recall, my times in the locker room were somewhat embarrassing at first.I was a rather skinny k** and had a slightly underdeveloped cock and small balls.I stayed as far from the main crowd as possible, but enjoyed stealing glances at the many larger cocks. I remember thinking I can't get hard, as it would put attention on me and they would make fun of me.I was standing next to my locker getting my body dried when all of a sudden this k** I barely knew sat down on the bench in plain vies...

Memories On A Monsoon Day

Hello to all the readers right here, I’m thesexweaver, but you can call me Bihu. I am new to this site and this is my first sex story right here, but I won’t make grammatical mistakes and spelling errors in my stories as I believe that language has a seductive quality if used correctly and meticulously. This, not a real sex story, neither is this a personal experience. At best, you could call it as one of the many fantasies I have. I mean, with due respect to the various authors submitting...

Memories Of Past Relationship

Hey I am Atharva back again with my last story hope you like it.This story goes back when I was 18 years old when I masturbated without knowing what it was.My parents have a business so they don’t have much time, usually in the summer vacation I used to go to my grandparent’s house in my city.They have a huge bungalow. It is actually a very lonely and very rich area there are big bungalows and farmhouses.I used to roam on my bicycle particularly in afternoon or sometimes at night at 11 or 12 pm...

Memories

Like many men my age I'm a proud grandfather of six and I indeed love them all and my ex wife was a loving, beautiful woman and still is. We raised four great kids together, but there is a part of me none of them knows about and it goes back many years. I go back to high school when I was extremely shy around girls. I wasn't, however shy around guys. I was a good athlete, tall and in great shape. I played ball, wrestled and ran track. I wasn't attracted to other guys in the least and I was very...

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Memories part two

One night, the first of many, Nadia told me that she felt cold, and would I mind going into her bed and keep mummy warm…..I must say that she was a very kind person, years after I found out that her dad, also a widower, had remarried, and Nadia and her sister Maria were victimized by their step-mum, and she would not do so to me….(but that’s another story).Nadia was much younger than my father, 20 years difference to be precise, and when he married her she was just over 18.I got out of my bed...

Memories part one

It all started when I was about eight, far too young at the time to understand what went on, but years after one can piece it together and realize the explosive situations I was involved in.Firstly a bit of background.I was brought up by my father’s parents, he was a merchant seaman and I was told, when I was old enough to ask questions, that my mother died.My aunt, father’s sister, was a businesswoman and she used to give respite to my grandparents during the summer holidays, my uncle and aunt...

Memories 8211 Part I

Hello,i am new to this site i’ve read many stories at ISS decided to writ my own .please mail me your reply at and ladies,women,aunties,mausi and sister from Delhi interested in sex or talking can contact me at my email-id.PRIVACY GUARANTEEDI come from a small sleepy little village located in the remote interiors of the Uttar Pradesh of India. Even though it was quite an uncontroversial little place it was wealthy and its residents enjoyed a higher standard of living compared to the rest of...

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I was reading the paper the other day and saw this article about a Canadian Air force pilot who had murdered a couple of girls, but the best bit for me was the fact that this guy had an undie fetish and there he was in all his glory and a pair of stolen bras and pants!! The bulge in the pants looked interesting too, I would certainly have enjoyed investigating that!! He's going away for a minimum of twenty five years for the murders so I bet he'll be popular inside, plenty of opportunity to...

MEMORIES OF THE Y part 2

I began to see Jerry on a fairly regular basis. "When I fuck my wife," he told me,"I'm thinking of you. It makes me come." I began bicycling to the Y without the family and hanging out in the locker room. I moved around so as not to appear suspicious. I went into the gymn and watched the men work out. Sometimes I make eye contact with one and we'd rendevous into a toilet stall. The handicap stall was the prefered location because of its spacious accomodations. I loved sucking a big cock...

MEMORIES OF THE Y

Every weekend my family went to the local YMCA to going swimming. We packed a lunch a would make a whole day of it. I got bored with the pool and started hanging around in the locker room to watch the men shower and change. One afternoon I was in there alone watching a man who was in his forties. I'd been watching him lathering up his body. Below his paunched hairy belly dangled a short stubby cock. He must have realized that I was watched him because he walked towards the toilet stalls at the...

MEMORIES OF MAUREEN

My sister Maureen and I have been lovers off and on for twenty years now,continuing even after she got married and had two c***dren. I loved fucking her when she was pregnant, making that swollen belly jiggle with each thrust. During these periods was a winfall for me because her husband was so put off as the pregnancy progressed he could no longer maintain a sustained erection. Maureen's hermones were going berserk and she ridiculously horny. If I didn't see her for a few weeks I was greeted...

Memories Of Mahabaleshwar With Priya

Hi readers, this is Atul once again with the 2nd part of Mahabaleshwar encounter with Priya. In my last story, I have promised to tell you the outdoor encounter with Priya at Mahabaleshwar. Here I go. So, when we decided that we will not go out the 2nd evening at Mahabaleshwar as both Priya and me were totally tired as we have done sex for 7-8 times in the entire night. That night, we had our dinner ordered in the room along with some vodka with orange juice. As our order came, we became,...

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Elena was a goddess among mortals. She was from Bermuda, six foot tall, 125 lbs, hazel eyes, and the skin tone of a caramel macchiato! She had not cut her hair since she was a small girl in St. George. To say the least, she was stunning!We met while I was working a second job at a local fast food place. I, a regular guy, she was one of the managers. At first, I was interested in her best friend, that is until I "saw" Elena.She was the utmost professional while at work, but loved to let her hair...

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Memories Written in Sand

Maybe your teen years were full of confidence and self-assuredness; mine weren't. I was bashful and kind of tall and lanky, not really girl-bait and had only been on a few dates. The time I'm telling you about was when I was fifteen and on vacation with my parents along the coast of Spain. I liked the beach, the rest, touring museums and old churches, well, it was okay, but I really liked watching the girls and the women, too, in their skimpy bathing suits. I had really never seen thongs...

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My name is Richard Rogers and this is the story of the love of my life. I am single, 46 years old and an architect for a small but nice firm based in Santa Cruz, California. I was married early in my career, but it didn't work out so I have never taken the plunge again. Maybe someday I'll find the right woman and we'll live happily ever after, but I doubt it. Approximately Three Years Ago: Last Sunday my mother, Anne, had a fall at home and was admitted to the hospital. She had surgery on...

Memories of Lynne

Lynne was seldom bored. She had two boyfriends that dominated her time throughout the summer. She would come over to Tom's house in the morning while Tom and I played fourteen and one on his pool table. When she arrived, I would stop playing while Tom continued shooting pool balls into their pockets. I sat with Lynne on the sofa and we would begin making out. We were very familiar with each other and I soon had her blouse and bra off. Lynne had beautiful, large tits that we had become...

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