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The Quest for the Black QipaoChapter 15 The Path of the Hand

“Hand plays many parts in control of the male,” Tsai Linn announced to Fara and the other girls who were standing in the training room. Three of the men had been taken upstairs to help with the next stage of the girls’ training while one had been taken off to help in the unloading bay of the Sunrise Tea Parlour. Bernard was stood against a wall on one side of the room, his arms raised up above his head, his wrists chained to a bar. The other two were kneeling, looking at the assembled...

Lend Me A Hand

When I was in my late teens I had an accident and broke both my arms. This meant that I had a cast on both arms from my hands up to my shoulder. I could not move then at all. I could not wipe my ass, go pee, shower or jerk off. I had to have constant help. Lucky for me my mother and grand mother did not work and were able to be with me twenty four seven to lend me a hand. I was into sports and good with the girls, that part I missed. As a matter of fact it would become a problem as I had a high...

A helping hand

Come on, it's 6pm already! He mumbled to himself as a car pulled into the driveway of the shop. Everyone had already gone home and he just needed to finish closing up so he could go home too.The car was pissing coolant everywhere, "Hey! Your car is leaking all over my driveway!" He said, half jokingly, half annoyed. Sheepishly, she pulled herself out of her car and began apologizing. He gave her the once over to see if she'd be worth the trouble... D, possibly double D, nice shape, a little...

Caught with Panties in Hand

A few year's ago, I was busted by my mother in law pleasuring myself to her panties. Let me back up a bit with this story to explain. My in-laws had a nice lake house only a short drive from our house. Most summers we would go there for a weekend, as would my wife's siblings with their wives. For a panty sniffer this was absolute heaven. I could look forward to my mother and sister's in law all changing clothes a few times each weekend, and leaving their dirty panties in their half unpacked...

Helping Hand

This is a true story told to me by Alex. Thanks for reading and please enjoy.My name is Alex and am the youngest of several brother and sisters. My brother lived just around the corner from. He was married to a very hot wife, Alicia. Blonde hair, nice body, beautiful face. They had an extra bedroom and I would go stay with them sometimes. It was great because Alicia would not wear alot of clothes and it was fun to watch her.Mom had to go out of town suddenly so I went to stay with my brother...

Giving Brother A Hand

Note : This story is completely fictional! My wife Gina shared an incestuous relationship with her brother over the course of a couple of years, maybe a little more. In a way, it all began when she jacked off her dad once when she saw him naked by mistake but couldn't take her eyes off his cock. She wouldn't leave him alone when he said to go somewhere and the next thing she knew, he was cumming on his belly by her own hand. Her brother is four years younger than her and she bathed him when he...

Helping Hand

I had just retired and moved to the rural mountain neighborhood about a year ago and didn't know many people yet. I live on the side of a small winding mountain road near the top but with a few mobile homes nearer the top. I got to know some of the other people on the road when I started walking the circular road almost every day for my health. Soon most of them knew my name and would wave or stop what they were doing to carry on a short conversation. One day as I was working in my yard...

A Helping Hand

I was never really the coolest guy at school. Even at eighteen I’d much rather spend time with family than with the few geeky friends that I had. I liked to think of myself as the cool guy since I looked the most normal in my circle. I had short brown hair with blue eyes, a bit of casual stubble and a bigger than average penis, although it never got used other than when I was watching some porn on the internet. One Friday night, I decided to stay at my grandparents place, just for a bit of a...

A surprise helping hand

When I initially started to cross dress I would borrow things from those around me. At first it was my sister, then when I visited my father I would wear my step mother's things and eventually my girlfriend's. Mostly without their knowledge, of course. I was always as careful as I could possibly be, replacing things just as they had been left and making sure I had plenty of time when I indulged my habit. When we first moved to my home town when I was very small there was a family next door who...

A strangers hand

Kim logged into the chat room. What did she feel like tonight. A soak in "The Hot Tub"? To plunge into the "Dungeon"? To role play? Then she saw a room she had never ventured into before. "The Fantasy Room". She clicked on the icon and entered." Hello Kimuk. Do you have a fantasy to share?". Kim laughed at the screen. " Not here " she typed. Immediately she revived 4 private messages . The one which caught her eye was from Dark stranger. " Hello Kimuk. Tell me? Your secret is safe with...

The JobChapter 4 Helping Hand

I got back to the canteen just on dark. I was starving, so I helped myself from the Baine-maries. I selected a quarter of a roast chook and piled on the baked veggies and greens to round out my meal. I looked around but didn’t see Kerry or Trish in the room, so I picked the table we often sat at and started hoeing into my meal. We had good cooks, and we members of the staff were well fed. It was the best camp food I’d ever eaten. I felt arms go around my shoulders and a kiss on my temple....

Caught Panties in Hand

Jayne is a friend of mine, I've known her for about five years now and we are really close, she has always been a great friend to me and as far as she is aware I am to her. The truth is, I'm not a good friend, I try to be but I can’t help myself. As well as being my best friend. Jayne is also a very attractive girl. It all started when I was sharing a house with Jayne and a friend of mined. I was bored one afternoon and was floating around the house and found...

Giving Brian a Hand

I never got to go to college so I've had a series of jobs that don't require a lot of education or technical training. I've done lots of the normal things, worked for a dry cleaner for a while, tended a sick lady until she passed on, even waitressed, which I generally disliked, and I've been a housekeeper and nanny. The job I had when this started was with the Hendrickson's, Myra and Edwin, he's a car dealer with two big dealerships and they have a son, Brian, who was ten at the time. I...

My Wife s Glamour Shoot Gets Out Of Hand

You could have knocked me down with a feather when my wife first suggested it. She'd been out to see one of her girlfriends, who had shown her a large framed photograph of herself in a sexy glamorous pose, wearing a satin robe and underwear, that her friend had on display on her bedroom wall. The friend was really proud of it, explaining that her husband had arranged for it to be taken as a birthday treat. Apparently is was very professional and showed the friend in a flattering light (though...

The Ranch Hand

SYNOPSIS: A hired hand finds himself facing a unique set of circumstances when he returns home after letting off some pent-up steam on his night off. Since we are entering the 'Season' of interminable re-runs I offer, for your brief perusal, a story told dozens of times over the years in many different forms. This is my adaptation (exclusively for FM readers) of a short but delightfully amusing tale. Enjoy! Yours in Silk, Satin, and Lace, Simonne...

Giving a Hand

Chapter 1 The year I turned sixteen, I acquired a girlfriend, my first one, and her name is Robin, and she was my age. My name is Mitt and about six months earlier Robin moved in across the street from us and soon after, my fourteen-year old sister, April, came home one afternoon to tell me that this girl had moved in across from us and was asking her about me, if I had a girlfriend, stuff like that. April told me that the girl really thought I was really cute. Well, there didn't seem to be...

The Falling Oak Learning How to DieChapter 9 I Misplaced My Left Hand

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Cumeekend 2 Time on your hand

The morning after…. (continuation to ‘Starting our cumeekend) I come into our room and I see you there standing, waiting for me. You are wearing nothing but your pajamas pants. The morning sun washing over you and giving you a warm embrace. You look at me intently, reaching out with your hand beckoning me. I walk up to you, our eyes never breaking contact and you take my hand in yours. With your other hand you caress my cheek, my hair, my lips, then you move your hand lower and running...

On the Other Hand

"Charley Best, just the man I want to talk to," my boss said on Monday coming into my office. By the way I'm Charles Best, a troubleshooter for Dillon Software Products. I'm one of the best in the country and for the last six years the alpha dog at my company. "I need you to go to Seattle and straighten out the new programs for Dynamic, our big customer out there," my boss continued. "You need to be there for the meeting Wednesday morning, so you'll have to leave tomorrow afternoon...

Tonys AdventuresChapter 6 Great Aunt Ada Takes a Hand

Great Aunt Ada Takes a Hand Great Aunt Ada, as she was called by the family was now 75 years old. She knew that she did not have long to live, or so the doctors had told her. Now to her, the problem of succession was one of the things that had become vitally important with her increasing age. She looked at the detectives report that lay on the table in front of her. Suddenly she looked again at the photograph of Tony, then the date of birth. Her heart missed a beat. She wondered was it a...

Mum s helping hand

100% fiction! I have always been close to my mum as my dad left us when I was a girl and so she brought me up on her own but since I got married three years ago we have slowly drifted apart. Recently though I decided that I should make an effort to make her feel that I have not forgotten her but I didn’t realize just how close we would get. This summer my wife decided to visit her dad who lives in France so I said I would take my mum on holiday while she and the kids see him. I booked a caravan...

Where the Mountain RisesChapter 9 Upper Hand

January 10, 2028 Clark and the girls woke up on the morning of Katie’s sixteenth birthday utterly surprised when they looked out the window. The overnight snowfall had turned into a blizzard leaving a blanket of two feet of fresh, unmolested snow. The companion wind had carried and dumped snow onto the porch, making it impossible to exit the front door. The chicken coop was practically buried under a snow drift. Katie had all but adopted the chickens as her own and treated the situation as...

Helping hand

It’s chilly even for a New Zealand July morning. It must be too cold even for the birds which are only quietly peeping. The grey sky is low and heavy with rain and snow clouds, blanketing out any early sunlight. Emily feels good. She stretches out and spreads her legs indecently far apart, feeling the weight of the doona on them and her abdomen. Maybe she overdid it a little last night. Her nimble fingers of both hands, poking and rubbing available orifices, sent her tossing and shuddering and...

Granddaughter Gives Me A Hand

When I was growing up, sex was something people got into gradually. Birth control was available but not like it is today. And, well, girls just didn't fall over and spread out at the drop of a hat. I was 19 when I had my first time.Looking around now, music, movies, TV, well it's a different wold, I guess. I just missed out on all that and I'm sure there are a lot of guys in my age group who feel the same way. That doesn't mean that I don't like sex, of course I do. I'm only 64, hardly that...

Two Aunts and a Bush are better in hand

Let me tell you how this current story starts by going back to 1966. My grandmother had my mom when she was 20 years old. My uncle came five years later and my Aunt Linda eight years after him. My mom was 13 at the time Aunt Linda was born. My Grandmother got pregnant unexpectedly at age 40 with my Aunt Dee. My mom was pregnant at the same time. I was born in August of 1966 and my Aunt Dee was born six weeks after me. True story. My Aunt Linda, Aunt Dee and I were all close growing up....

A Helping Hand

Hello all, I've missed you. We had two major snowstorms blow through my area, and my boys were home for school vacation, so I've been busy. To begin with, I had told you about a swing party that I was supposed to attend. It was canceled due to the blizzard, and will be rescheduled for sometime in March. Debbie is throwing a small one of her own this coming Saturday night, so stay tuned. Now, on with my story.After the first major blizzard we had up here, I had a rough time. We got a lot of snow...

Incredible ChangesChapter 193 Lending a Hand

Well I’m going to be down here a bunch anyway and Paula is out at least until dinner. I really don’t have much else to do anyway. I entered the first room only to be bladed by a boy having a screaming tantrum as he was doing his best to build up the energy to lunge angrily at the therapist. Wow. He is still in pajamas and they are soaked in sweat. Could they not even get him to change? They did say there were two non-verbal patients that only screamed. I got the therapists attention and...

Lending a Helping Hand

My mom’s sister Rebecca had been in a bad car accident and her niece Sylvia had broke her leg and was placed in a body cast. Of course my Uncle Alan did not consider it appropriate for him to look after his 16 year old daughter, as he would need assistance going to the bathroom and dressing her, so he asked my mom if Sylvia could stay with me until her casts came off.Uncle Alan packed Sylvia's stuff and drove her over to my house; I made up the spare bed. Sylvia is brunette, five feet two...

Third Finger Left Hand

--The time has come, Amy and Gary's wedding day is here, join them for the ceremony, reception and honeymoon. So the big day is finally upon us, well not quite, but it's not far over the horizon, this coming Saturday in fact. As most of our friends live away we've not had a stag or hen do, instead the night before the wedding Gary, his dad and Geoff will be having a meal and drinks in a hotel near the wedding venue, and the twins Jackie & Julie, Pixie, Tina, Jade & I will be having...

Helping hand

A new theater opened not far from me. It wasn't very big, but I was curious. Coming home I finished my school work and thought I'd check it out. I knew it wasn't like any I had been to the second I opened the door. The hallway was dimly lit and pictures of movies I never seen before we're on the wall. Going to the window, the older man never looked up as he took my money, and buzzed the door open. Going in the room, there were several doors. A little nervous I went to the last door and stepped...

Rose s Roommate Gives Her a Helping Hand

She got home and immediately kicked off her shoes. Locking the door behind her she went upstairs to lay down in her bed. It had been a really long day. "Rose?" Her roommate gently opened the door, peeking in. "Yes, Amber." Rose rolled over and look towards the door. "I thought I heard you come in. Is everything okay?" Amber came in and sat down next to Rose. "Yeah... Just had a long day." Rose stretched out, trying to relieve her aching back. "I could give you a massage," Amber suggested....

Helping Hand

It was a beautiful day and I had to do some stuff while my dad was at a Bishops luncheon. After getting everything done in the house, I was suppose to get my neighbors older son to cut the lawn. I started to walk over to the neighbors house but seeing that it was such a great day and the sun felt great on my dark silky skin I decided to do it myself since it was a riding lawnmower. I was wearing a dark red tube top that hugged my breast firmly and some short-shorts that showed off just enough...

A Firm Hand

Why can’t all working days be like this?I trudged into the office this morning feeling weary, if not a little hungover. It had been a late night which had found it’s way into early morning. Three coffees later I was feeling almost human again. At about eleven everything went off, computers, printers, lights, the lot.A power cut - serious enough so ensure no more work today, so we were all sent home…not before being told we would have to make the time up by working late over the next few days.I...

Mother in law gives me a hand

My wife Jane told me at breakfast, “Mom needs to stay here for a month, so that the upgrades to her new house can be done. It was supposed to have been done before she took possession, but some dummy screwed up the dates. I took the liberty of inviting her to stay here for the month, I hope you don’t mind.” I smiled and replied, “Not at all baby, your Mom is welcome anytime.” Jane smiled back, and said, “A lot of guys hate being around the mother-in-law, but...

Cock in hand

Hi, I am dev. when I first went 2 a boarding school, I din knw wt a gay is. I never thought tht a guy can have sex wth a guy. I was new 2 this world. first time living without my parents. I was stepping in teenage. never even masturbated. my friends taught me how to jurk my cock. it was a new experiance. one day me nd my frnd jai who was also my room mate went to an internet cafe. made a google search of first time we saw any gay porn. we knew how 2 fuck a pussy. bt never knew hw a gay would...

Cash in hand

Davo's drink slipped from his hand as he nodded asleep on the bar stool in the lounge bar. The hotel Guests were on a trip or in the hotel Disco and Bar, he would take on the night desk in a short time. As he thought of Angies tight little pussy away on holiday with her folks he jumped and hit his head on the bar when the phone rang as he cleared the broken glass. "Yo Bro how it hangin" Mark his friend from the boat company. "George wants to pay you some cash and do a weeks day work Bro, do yah...

The aide lends a hand

He was sleeping that morning and only had on his t-shirt and a baggy pair of shorts when Jessie did her usual quick knock and walked in the front door. She began to say good morning when she saw him laying there on his back with his shorts bunched up allowing his penis to lay along his thigh out in the open on display. Jessie quietly moved to the bed watching Ben and thinking to herself this is so wrong. She tentatively reached out a hand and brushed his penis with her fingertips causing him...

The Dead Hand

It is difficult to keep the spectre of death at the front of one’s mind. Eventually, a human being can adapt to anything. Your first few weeks working at a nuclear launch facility, the dread of having to perform your duty weigh heavily on the mind. But after months without incident, even this occupation becomes mundane. No longer do the air-conditioned concrete hallways chill one’s bones. Instead, they are an inconvenience to be kept at bay by an extra layer or two. Drills become a chore,...

The dragon eats from my hand

After that eye-opening afternoon with Mrs Turner, I was slightly concerned that it would be awkward at work, but I needn’t have worried. She was such an ebullient character, when not in the throes of passion, that she stormed around the place as normal and I continued to be reprimanded and chastised along with everyone else.Sometimes I would try to catch her eye, to share the knowledge that only the two of us had, that there was in fact a two-of-us, but she wouldn’t go along with it. I suppose...

MOMS HELPING HANDS

Chapter 1The whole thing seems so bizarre when I think about it. I am a 53 year old women, happily married to a wonderful man. We’ve been married for over 23 years and have two c***dren, a girl 20 and a boy 18. It was a second marriage for both of us and my husband has three older c***dren from his previous marriage.My daughter Cara is a Junior in college and is living at home, but she comes and goes like the wind. My son, Tim, is a senior in high school and just the best k** you could ever...

Adam has Lost the Use of His Hands

"Can I go home?""Yes, but you will need help, twenty-four hour help. Have you got it?"I hesitated before giving the doctor a firm "Yes."However when he had left the room I wasn't sure who would be looking after me. An hour later mother arrived."Hi Adam, is the pain any better?""Hi mum, a bit.""Did the doctor say how much longer you are going to be in hospital?""I asked him."Mother interrupted me with "When?"I smiled and said "Let me finish, I can come home now."She gave me an even bigger smile....

No Hands

No Hands Day 1 Mark sat down on the couch with his Aunt Tracy. His mother's sister was the younger of the two siblings somewhere in her mid thirties, Mark could probably work out her exact age based one what he knew of his Mom, but it really didn't matter, twice his age at least. She still looked young though, flawless skin, long dark hair that tumbled down her head in naturally curly waves. His Mom and her sister shared the same coloring but his Mom had long since cut her hair to...

Home Helping Hands

“Hey Andy, what about this one!” John threw the paper to Andy who was slumped on the sofa watching daytime TV. “What am I looking at?” “The wanted ads – somebody wants a home help” Andy sighed. “Oh great – basically a cleaner. That’s not gonna go far to getting a deposit for my own place, is it?” “No – look at the ad. It says the job is 7 days a week, so there is live-in accommodation. You get a job, money and a roof over your head. Perfect!” “I don’t know. Sounds kind of weird. I mean, who...

The Great Shift Healing Hands

The Great Shift: Healing Hands By Johnny Girl ([email protected]) I stared down at my hands. My hands. I still had trouble believing they were really mine. They were long and slender and delicate and feminine, wearing rings and bracelets, the fingers tipped with sparkly purple fingernail polish. These weren't the hands I was familiar with. They weren't the rough and strong and calloused hands I'd been so dependent on; they were weak and soft and smooth and small and useless...

Mary Lost the Use of Her Hands

"How is my favourite Daughter today?""A bit better than yesterday."I always call her my favourite even though she is my only c***d. Normally it makes her smile, but not today. I guess she is in too much pain."Have the Doctors said anymore about your hands?""Only that they are not as badly burnt as they first thought, and that given time they will heal OK.""That's great news, I was really worried.""Me too, but this pain is a bitch, though it is easing off. They have given me stronger...

A sisters helping hand

Let me describe us, I was 6 ft even, weighed around 200-210, but was extremely shy. My sister was a knockout standing about 5’ 8” with a sexy athletes body, until recently I would have never even thought of her in a sexual way. Anyway, I was alone in my room sulking about not having anyone to hang out with or talk to anymore, when Tana (that’s her name) gently knocked on my door. “Come in.” I said. “Are you ok? I am getting worried.” Tana said. “I’m fine, I just don’t understand why...

A Helping Hand

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I Love Men 8217 s Hand

Friends, I am welcomed to write my story in ISS by my friend pradeep, actually we are close friends from delhi and doing medical degree in mangalore university we like each other and roam like lovers but did try to have sex. I am 26 years now and I will tell how we meet first and being together. In school days when we lived in delhi my mother had affair and when my father find out about that and doubted us and divorced, my mother and myself left to bangalore and continued schooling and meet...

Mehendi On Vidya 8217 s Hands

Hello Friends, this is Shravan from Mangalore, Karnataka and presently working in Bangalore. The following new story of mine is Completely a FICTION and is not inspired from real life. I hope you will like it and please do send your feedbacks to Enjoy my Latest Fiction Story……. The incident i am going to narrate to you all happened during my cousin’s wedding function in my village. The function was attended by all my family members. I had put leave from my work for 10 days and attended the...

It was all about the hands

We were laying contentedly in each others arms, emotionally and sexually exhausted, when she dropped her unwelcome bombshell. “I don’t know how to say this Rob, I’ve being trying to for a while, but we are going to have to stop all this- and I mean a clean break from today.”“What…why?” I exclaimed, automatically hugging her beautiful warm body even closer to mine. My mind was racing, wondering what had prompted this devastating revelation. Had I done something wrong? Was she bored or fed up...

Big Hands

It was an accident! Really! I was a late bloomer. Walking out of high school at the end of my sophomore year, I was as flat as a board. Okay, I did have a couple of minor mounds on my chest but at age sixteen, I was definitely considered to be as flat as a board. I always kept a low profile at school wearing baggy clothing. Unlike Billie Eilish, I had nothing to hide. All that changed during the summer.By the end of June, my minor mounds were definite hillocks. They ached and when I touched or...

A white middle class english county wife is corrupted by a black farm hand

Hi. Don’t know where to start my story so I’ll begin by telling you a bit about myself. My name is Corrie and I’m 31. I’m about 5ft5 with blue eyes and short blond hair. My husband says it makes me look a bit boyish. I don’t have big boobs, 32b and a nice rounded bottom. I met my husband at a Young Conservative ball when I was 14 and he was 17. He is the only man, until recently, that I have ever had sex with. Not that we had sex when we met. We are both strict...

His Hands

(my first time out here. Please be patient. Was watching a lot of vampire movies.. LOL) I dream of his hands holding mine, but mostly I dream of his hands on my body, stroking and caressing my throat. That sharp, metal, nail, dragging, ever, so, slowly, across my jugular vein, and down my neck, towards the valley of my collar bone. I can almost feel it now, as it slips diagonally past my tattoo, and traces an invisible line across my chest, mounting the hills of my breasts with slow...

No Hands

No Hands!They play a game where he is in charge, but there are not losers.The rules are simple. No hands. You sit quietly in the chair and cannot touch my cock or balls with your hands. I will do all the work. You can touch yourself all you want, but not my cock or balls. You can touch my ass or my legs or my chest or my nipples, just not my cock or balls. Oh yeah, and no talking. OK? Good! Let's get started. I like the office chair because the height is adjustable. We can lower it all the way...

The artists hands

I don’t normally take the bus, I used to think public transport was purely for the great unwashed, and perhaps I still think that.But beggars can’t be choosers, so I get the bus, among the great unwashed. The rain is pelting against the windows, and even though its early afternoon, the sky is ominous.The seats are cheap plastic, look-a-like leather, and my skirt has risen and now my arse is stuck to the filthy surface beneath me.I would move, but there is a young guy with a do-rag (it looks to...

Nora s Tale 7 I Take Levi in My Hands

I could feel it moving in my grasp. Levi’s hand lay on top of mine, and underneath the stack, I felt it twitching against my palm. Even through his jeans, I could feel how hot and hard it was. I squeezed it a little tighter, watching Levi’s face for his reaction. His breath hitched, and he closed his eyes in a drawn-out blink. This made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt. “A little impatient, aren’t we?” he said in a breathless voice. “I’ve been waiting nearly a week to get my hands on you,” I...

Accident leads to helping Hand

One of my wife’s work friends was in a car accident. Her name is V, she is a tiny Romanian woman in her mid forty’s, fairly good looking; I’d say about 5ft 1in 90 pounds. Any way she broke her right arm, and her left wrist, as well as 2 fingers when the air bag went off. She lives on her own and doesn’t have many close relatives or friends near by.We went to visit her the next day. She was expected to leave the hospital on this day, she was crying saying she doesn’t know what to do, and she...

Sister with a helping hand

sister with a helping hand. It was just a week before my 17th birthday when I went out rollerblading with my cousins. To cut it short I went underneath a car and I broke my collar bone. I was pretty devastated I didn't want to be that one k** in class that looked like a fool. Especially the reason. Lucky enough my parents were cool to let me stay home from school for a week to 'rest' up. It was a Friday morning when I woke up I knew nobody was home. My parents were at work and my sister was...

Anna s help in hand

It was late after noon when i had finished helping Anna move into her newly acquired flat in Leicester. She was a pleasant lady and we had chatted most of the after noon whilst i had been bringing in box after box of her household wares. "Thank you Phil." Anna said as she sat down on ta chair in the kitchen. "Your welcome. It didn't take as long as i thought.""Is that it for the day or are you working this evening." "No more today Anna, think i'll just nip home and have a bath then bed." I...

Lending A Hand

It was a summer day in Miami and I had just finished a basketball game with a couple of friends. Since it was like 90 degrees I decided to walk home shirtless. I didn’t have the best body a person my age could have but I was confident and that’s all that mattered in my head. I was 18 at the time and still a senior in high school as my birthday is late in the year. I stood just about 6’2 and weighed 230 pounds. I played football all my life so I have a decent build, no over bulging gut, but I...

Helping Hand

"Goodness Donna, take a deep breath and calm down." "I can't help it Tonya. I'm so excited." The blonde woman smiled sheepishly. "But I'll try." The black haired woman smiled back, touching her lover's face with her fingers. "You better. We've been looking forward to this day since we met. Let's not spoil it by being in a hurry and letting something go wrong." "No," agreed Donna, her eyes shinning. "We want it to be perfect." "It will be. Now, lets get you dressed and...

A Helping Hand

We were sitting at a window table in a cozy restaurant called The Spinnaker and marveling at the beauty that is San Francisco at night. The Spinnaker is located in the chic community of Sausalito, which is just across the Golden Gate Bridge in Marin County. Years ago Sausalito was just another struggling fishing community on the bay but since the late 70's when land prices soared out of sight it became a playgrounds for the rich and famous of the City. We had driven across the bridge for...

Buffy The Slutty SlayerChapter 4 The Teen Girls Take Things In Hand

Dawn Summers strutted down the hall of Sunnydale High. She had a contented smile on her face and licked at a large sucker. It made her think of her Master's cock, which made her giggle. She slid her glossy lips over it, moaning softly. Her fingers twirled her long platinum hair and she thought over the events of the day. The school had fallen into a frenzy of sex. Dawn couldn't be happier. Of course, she had not given in to the temptation of fucking any of the boys like her friends had...

The Pact A Master PC TaleChapter 33 The Job at Hand

The next morning found Brooke and Neriah walking hand-in-hand through the Antigua airport, smiling like mothers do when they know where their daughters are. Her presence in Antigua was all the confirmation the paparazzi needed that they had seen her the previous two days. The new headline: BOOB JOB(S). Burke (and daughter???) Get Bust Boost. Joanie, Todd and Audrey stayed snug in their room. This was Stacy’s day, this was Stacy’s play. Dressed in a perfect-for-her sundress, a pair of...

Help Wanted for Summer Farm Hand

Hi, my name is Justin. I live in Alabama and currently go to college at the University of Alabama. My family owns a huge farm in a northern county of Alabama. I just finished my spring semester at the University and I am headed home for the summer. I am 20, 6'1, 180 with brown hair and Green eyes. My Dick is about average at 7 inches. I work out and stay in great shape. Something about country, cowboy type guys just turn me on. I have been with 3 guys all while I was at school, and they all...

Helping Hands

Next month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness, and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...

Helping Hands

Next month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness; and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...

The Hands

At the edge of my consciousness, the thought that something was wrong flitted through my mind then slipped away. For a moment I thought I couldn't move. That thought also dissipated, and I was unable to perceive its gravity. No idea lasted long enough to make me nervous. I was trapped in a deep, comfortable fog. But as it slowly lifted, my mind meandered, and the questions drifted in and out, without being adequately answered. Am I asleep? Have I been drugged? Why do I feel sore all...

In Your Hands

@@@@@@@The restaurant, her choice, was as fine as she'd said it would be, and the play, my choice, was as good as the reviews had promised. Her dress, black and slinky, teased me all evening, with her shoulders and back semi-hidden under a filmy shawl, and the skirt slit up to just there... She had learned that part of me rapidly and well. We had learned each other actually, and surprisingly. A short stroll from the theater had brought us to a bar for a drink and dessert, but the tastes of the...

Time In Her Hands

This story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. Copyright (C) 1998 by Maryann. All rights reserved. Permission Is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text. Electronic storage of unaltered copies for personal use is also permitted. Any other use of this text is a violation of copyright. No hardcopies may be made without written permission from the author. TIME IN HER HANDS. By: Maryann It was one of...

Farm Hands

It was hard to wake up in the morning. Beyond the fact that she wasn't a morning person and didn't drink coffee, there was a silence to her surroundings that she wasn't used to. It had been years since she had worked the family farm and the physical stress was taking its toll. Yet, there it was, the alarm clock announcing to anyone in ear shot that it was time to get up and start the day.Sadly, she was the only one within earshot. The point was driven home even more poignantly after she...

Helping Hands

It had been several weeks ago when, albeit in some way my own terrible fault I had decided to cross the road while on my way to college, and was struck by a car that I didn't notice. Although I survived, I ended up with two broken legs, fractured wrists and severe bruising. Over the next few weeks, as I rested up in hospital and recovered the best I could, I eventually was released into my family's care with my arms bandaged up and in slings, and one of my legs still in plaster as it hadn't...

My Father s Hands

100% fiction! There was something about my father’s hands—something that captivated me. Soft, dark hair dusted the area just above the knuckles, and thick veins stood prominent beneath the weathered skin. His fingers were large and strong, yet quick and clever. They were hands equally capable of crushing or caressing. Hands that ___ one moment and charmed a violin the next. Powerful hands; gentle hands. The hands of an artist—the hands of a carpenter. I spent most of my childhood watching those...

A MOTHER S HELPING HAND

Chapter One When Jason Jackson broke both his arms in a motor-cycle accident he hadn't quite envisioned just how supportive a mother can be. With both arms firmly set in plaster he was discharged from hospital after only a few days and sent home for rest and recovery. The breaks to both his forearms were unusually complicated and necessitated a rigid setting with plaster casts which would allow virtually no movement at all, and which were to remain in an outstretched position for a...

Stable Hand

It was an awfully long week, but finally Saturday rolled around and I could go to the riding academy for my usual Saturday ride. I was aroused and very nervous just thinking about seeing Jack today. I believe I was falling in love. Because I was a teenager I guess a lot of people would say that it was probably puppy love, but to me it was the real thing. The bike ride seemed much longer than normal I was filled with anxiety in anticipation of seeing Jack today. I know today that I had what...

THE GOOD WIFE LENDS A HAND

I got a phone call from an old friend last week. We hadn't seen each other in about a year since he moved away, got married and bought a home near a lake. He invited me to come stay for a week and do some fishing. I packed a bag and put my fishing gear in the car and the next afternoon I set off for the two hour drive to his house. When I arrived Bob and his wife Janet greeted me and helped me get settled in. We talked for a while catching up on old times. He said we had a little time before...

Take My Hand

We drove straight to work from the hotel, most of the staff were out today, so it didn't matter that we were a bit stinky. Amy had a lot of work to do, so she went off to her office, promising to come over at lunchtime. I spent the morning pondering, my good fortune. How on earth did I manage to sleep with the hottest girl at work? And more amazingly, I now had a girlfriend. My phone rang around 10am, it was reception, my mum was phoning wondering where I was, they put her through. I told her...

Helping Hand

Note : This story is completely fictional! Last summer I was in a terrible car accident. My car was totalled and I ended up with two broken arms. I was in the hospital for 2 weeks and they said I wouldn't be able to move my arms for 6 months. So when I got home, I needed help doing everything. My mother would dress me, feed me, and even bath me. It was totally awful. Before the accident I was such an independent person, now I was relying on my mother for everything. Things got real interesting...

Beneath His Hands

Molly's voice echoed in the candlelit bathroom, her off-key words bouncing from the tiled walls. The scent of gardenias filled the air, drifting from the emptying bath behind her. With her face scrubbed free of makeup and her body relaxed after a long soak, this was one of her favourite parts of the day. The boys were in bed. Housework done. Her time to finally wind down at the end of it all. She pulled her robe closed and belted it at the waist, smiling at the thought of the fresh sheets and...

No Hands

I like the office chair because the height is adjustable. We can lower it all the way down so your face is at the level of my cock when I stand in front of you. You can sit comfortably and not have to be down on your knees. You have on a set of a white see-through lace bra and matching panties. I’m in blue nylon spandex type boxers. Tight, silky and very stretchy. We are both fresh from the shower and smelling nice. You have a hint of fine perfume and I have dabbed just a bit of Stetson...

Mr Big Hands

The night began with Kelsey arriving in a sexy bumblebee costume, blue eyes bright underneath her glasses I would soon drunkenly rip off. She was magnificent, wings bouncing with each careful step in her four-inch heels. We both admitted our nervousness, and soon broke out the Patron and hastily drank, following each shot with awkward bites of lime that became stained and grotesque with red imprints. We didn't plan on this, we just wanted to go dancing like all insecure, underage girls. But...

Mr Big Hands

Introduction: Honestly, Im never this much of a slut… Looking back, it was definitely too much makeup. The outfit could have been a little less bisque, and the black stilettos could have easily been replaced with flats, or simple boots. But it was all a key part in the confidence-building mindset I required. My lips were too red, and my face was like glass, porcelain, caked in Chanel concealer and lightly powdered in Sephora. I, was unstoppable. The night began with Kelsey arriving in a sexy...

His Hands

His hands were large and soft. That was always the one thing I remembered most about him. When we would lie together he would run his hands up and down my torso. Caressing me gently, warming me all over slowly. In those moments I would sigh and snuggle closer to his hard body. Yet now when I turn over he is not there, just a cold empty bed to caress and comfort me now. My Trent is gone away. I huff and turn over, imagining he is still beside. I imagine how it felt to sleep with him for the...

His Hands

His hands were large and soft. That was always the one thing I remembered most about him. When we would lie together he would run his hands up and down my torso. Caressing me gently, warming me all over slowly. In those moments I would sigh and snuggle closer to his hard body. Yet now when I turn over he is not there, just a cold empty bed to caress and comfort me now. My Trent is gone away. I huff and turn over, imagining he is still beside. I imagine how it felt to sleep with him for the...

DNA Time On His Hands

DNA: Time On His Hands Just a little short story set in my DNA universe I've been working on. You don't need to have read the main DNA sequence or the other DNA side story to understand what's going on here. For those of you who are wondering, I have started work on DNA III. This story is copyright 1998 by Stephanie. All rights reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long as the work is not altered or charged for. As always, this is...

Helping Hands

Liz sighed, watching an especially amorous young couple who had obviously forgotten they were on a public beach. He was gorgeous, and as much as Liz would have liked to live vicariously through the redhead he was pawing for a few minutes, she blew her whistle anyway. The pair looked more than a little embarrassed when they finally realized after the second tweet that the whistle was meant for them. Shaking her head to toss her tawny curls, a few of which were sticking to her lotion-covered...

Helping Hands

Liz sighed, watching an especially amorous young couple who had obviously forgotten they were on a public beach. He was gorgeous, and as much as Liz would have liked to live vicariously through the redhead he was pawing for a few minutes, she blew her whistle anyway. The pair looked more than a little embarrassed when they finally realized after the second tweet that the whistle was meant for them. Shaking her head to toss her tawny curls, a few of which were sticking to her lotion-covered...

The Nigger s Hands

***AUTHOR’S NOTE: My lovely white husband used to be a cook at a nationally-known franchise here in Florida and he came home early from work one day, telling me that he had quit. When I asked why, he told me that an elderly woman had come in and asked if there were any ‘niggers’ in the kitchen and that she wouldn’t eat if anyone Black cooked the food. The manager told my husband, the only white cook, to cook this woman’s food, instead of telling the woman that she should leave. My husband quit,...

Filthy White Gloved Hands

A tight grip on her arm he pulled her around the room, as he rummaged through the kitchen drawers and cabinets. Her mind still in shock, trying hard to comprehend what was going on and assess her situation, needing to anticipate his next move,all she wanted was to stay alive. Searching like a wild man, throwing contents from the drawers on to the floor, until he found what he needed. A spool of butcher's twine and a carving knife. Pushing her hard she fell, the back of her head striking...

Helping Hands

The world needs more superheroes. At least, that is what I’ve always told myself so that I could justify the idealistic whims of the world’s biggest bleeding heart. So when the opportunity arose that my lifelong dream could be fulfilled, without a moment’s hesitation, I took it. I suppose that is how I found myself laying in a bunkhouse in the middle of the Central African Republic. The group of doctors I had come with seemed uninterested in spending any amount of time with a lowly paramedic....

His magical hands

I met him at work , his mira dog really needed a groomingIts a job I been doing with my mom to help the home buisiness between my degree courseshe had move to montreal after loosing his sight in a work accident45 yr old tall big belly black dude , his black sunglasses giving away his conditionIt was the 3rd time here, welcoming him and Misha the nice shepperd ''hey boi is misha been a good dog?''''yes sir as always'''''good girl misha ''he was about to leave when he told me i should come by its...

Just A Game II Small Slippery Hands

"Do you know that Kuya (meaning Big Brother in Phils.) can make his penis grow bigger and longer? Gigette tells the two girls what can possibly happen. "I saw Kuya make it big and long using this massager, right Kuya?" She asked me."Does it hurt Kuya when it grows big? Cindy asked. "No Cindy, Kuya likes it! That is why he want you to always put the massager on top of his penis." Ate (meaning Big Sister in Phils.) Gigette further elaborate. "I saw daddy and mommy watching a movie, and I saw a...

SexAndSubmission Ivy Lebelle Idle Hands

Ivy Lebelle sits at her desk at work staring at a broken fucking machine that sits on a table in the distance. Meanwhile, Small Hands just having been released from jail, is outside her business at the security gate. He walks into Ivy’s office and hands her a paper that explains that he’s been assigned to work there for a release program. Ivy tells him that his first job is to fix her broken machine. Small hands gets to work on the fucking machine. Next to the machine is a dildo...

The third photo session goes out of my hands

Some days before, the second photo shoot session had got a little out of hand, when my sensual wife was persuaded to allow one of my buddies, Mike, to insert his huge dick into her wet cunt for some stills shots. He finally had fucked Ana in front of the rest of us…However, it had been a tremendous turn on for both Ana and me.After feeling Mike’s huge dick making her cum, Ana had said that any further session would have to be just between her and myself.Then I started to get some pressure for...

Fucking the Farm Hands

Introduction: continued series about a girl having lots of fun with the hired help! It was quiet. Chloe laid curled up under her sheets and comforter and thought about the day, she had spent most of it with Cody. She was never sure about Cody and Billy. Since Cody had been so aggressive with her during the last time he had sex with her- calling her a slut and hurting her- she was never sure of anything. What was, wasnt. People seemed to wear masks . . . Which reminded her of the ball they had...

In Safe Hands

Here we go again with another (late) Halloween. As with most (probably all) of my stories, this one contains dark TG themes. Be warned though, it also contains details and description which is too graphic for some. For those who insist on continuing, I hope you will like it. In Safe Hands It was an ordeal no young woman should have been put through. After being sexually assaulted by her prom date exactly a year ago, Charlotte had been subjected to therapy after therapy. I was...

Almost falling into Big Tyrone hands

I had just made myself cum in my car on my drive home, as I was thinking about the size of Big Tyrone cock.The black bastard had sent me a picture of his magnificent piece and my pussy juices again had started to flow freely out of me…I sent him a message, saying I was on my way back to the gym and he should wait for me there in ten minutes.As I arrived the gym, I found nobody was there. Not even in the empty dark street. After waiting for Big Tyrone, I knew the bastard would not come.He had...

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