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My First Sex Very Romantic And Unforgettable

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ThisGirlSucks Stephie Staar Unforgettable

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Under the Table

Under The Table By Linda Laving [email protected] I might as well tell you a little bit about myself before you read the story. I'm Linda, a 38 year old transvestite, 5'7 and 130 pounds with blue eyes. As a guy, I'm fairly average, a single professional with an attraction to sexy females. But as a girl my desires have a narrow focus. Blowing guys and swallowing cum. I know, lots of TV's like to do that. But after spending many years of my life just dreaming about it,...

My Wet Dream 2 the Stable

This is a recollection of one of my recurring wet dreams I’ve had throughout my life. As per the advice of my Storyteller friend – Amigo – I’m spicing it up a bit. Maybe I’ll even elaborate a little, making my story more sexual and interesting. Please enjoy at your leisure, and let me know what you think. It was late and everyone in the main house has gone to bed. I had just finished cleaning the kitchen and washing the dishes. My heart started beating faster, thinking about what’s about to...

Under the Table

Sitting all alone on the expensive sofa in the lavish dining room, Jess Hall hugged herself as nervous butterflies flittered around her belly. She still wasn’t sure that she could go through with what was expected of her. She glanced up at the ornate grandfather clock to see that she only had fifteen more minutes before the guests were going to arrive. Looking over to the huge dining table that took up the better part of the room, she tried to picture what it was going to be like. She wanted to...

Turning the Tables

Turning the Tables by Richard-to-Rachel This story contains forced unconsenting sex so please do not read it if you are offended by such material. It's every woman's worst nightmare. You're out late, walking back from a club down dark, deserted alleyways. Suddenly your sexy, revealing clubwear makes you feel horribly naked and exposed. And then you hear it, footsteps in the road behind you. You turn a corner and they're still there, still following your every move. You...

The Table

Torrie is one freaky bitch and I love her, but she can sometimes get pissed off and then watch out. Anything goes!!! The other night is a prime example of it.Seems she found the card/receipt from the Brass Ass in my pants pocket the other day while I was at work. When we were texting that afternoon she asked if I had ever heard of the place and I denied it. Stupid move. But somehow I had it in my mind that maybe she was asking because she wanted to go with me and check it out. She isn't...

My Mother Got Fucked On Dinning Table

Hai my name is Charulatha. I am the only daughter to my parents. We live in a small town of Karnataka 100km away from Bangalore. My father works in Dubai, so me and my mother lives in a 1BHK. It all happened after completion of my +2. Few years back, It was my cousin sister’s (small relationship) marriage who used to live in same colony, moreover my best friend, but later moved to Bangalore. My father was in Dubai, so I along with my mother had to attend the marriage. My mom was 39 or 40 then....

Jessie s Fantasy Chapter 6 Turning the Tables

I was floored by what Tracy had said to me. “Because, the male Jesse is no more for the time being, it is womanly Jessie that needs to go.” It seemed that my love just told me that I had to meet up with my male friends tonight. My mind was going a mile a minute. I already fooled my friends once. But can I do it again? If I do, what is going to happen? What will I let happen? My stomach felt like butterflies. I was getting a little nervous. “Are you saying that you want me to dress up and meet...

The Pool Table

As the last customer headed out the door of Paradise, a small neighborhood bar, Ann was right on their heels so she could lock the door. It was 2 am and she was exhausted. This Friday night was unusually busy and she wanted nothing more than to sit down and put her feet up. As she turned the lock, the familiar sounds of Bed of Roses by Bon Jovi, filled the room. Turning around, Ann saw Will standing in the middle of the postage stamp size dance floor, holding his arms wide, his shirt unbuttoned...

The Table

It was in the late 70s. Vic, the guy I'd caught eating my wife out when I came home early one night, had introduced us to local sex parties. I had never dreamed there was so much of that type of activity around. We quickly slipped into the genre, became part of the crowd, and were invited to more and more parties.One invitation we accepted turned out to be a very unique and interesting evening. It was in one of the newer, high-end developments of fully custom homes. When we arrived, we were...

Under the Table

As Will pulled into the parking lot of The Western Steak House, he glanced around and noticed that there were not too many pickup trucks in the lot. Most were BMW’s, Mustang’s, Audi’s, etc. Pulling out his phone, he checked Ann’s text message to make sure he was at the right restaurant. He knew Ann was not a big steak eater and generally when they went out to eat it was at a restaurant that was a bit more family-oriented and offered more than steak.Taking a big sigh, he turned off his truck and...

Hotel Part 1 Under The Table

The hotel dining room had the most marvellous views over the rugged Devon coastline, and during the brief intervals when she wasn’t either taking someone’s order or clearing away the crockery, Susie used to enjoy watching the sun slowly setting behind the rocky headland. There was a spot just beside one of the pillars where she could simultaneously keep an eye on the tables while enjoying the scenery and not get in the way of the other waitresses as they bustled past. That particular August...

The First CommandChapter 9 This Isn t Stable

After I'd been out at Jupiter for long enough that the days were beginning to run together, Doc Sorenson came out with his team of implant-adjusters. Diana and I were sending emails back and forth, sometimes two or three times a day. In one of them she asked me to see if I and a couple of trusted buddies could be at the station to meet them. Sure, I can bring several of the guys I work with. Why? Do they need porters for their equipment? She wouldn't say, and I never found out why until...

Dessert Laid out on the table

“It’s time for lunch! Strip off, lie on the table and spread your legs.” “Are you serious?” “I’m gonna have lunch and YOU are the main course!” “Are you serious?” “Strip and lie on the table!” I command. “I’m going to the kitchen to get some things.” “What are you going to get from the kitchen?” “Lie on your back on the table… You’ll see.” In a few moments I return from the kitchen with a pressurized can of whipped cream, chocolate sauce, strawberries and a banana. You are lying on the...

The Trip CH 3 Round The Table

Introduction: *Characters from The Trip Ch. 1 The Babysitter and The Trip Ch. 2 The Graduate share common characters of the same name. The Trip CH.3 Round The Table By Jax_Teller It was a hot summer and friends were gathering at a mutual friends home which he defined as a camp. The camp was more of a situation or an idea than a physical place though. One hot summer night I met Denise at the camp. Denise was a MILF, her three children were all teens. Denises daughter Mary,18, had become a...

Leavening Table

I looked at the ad. 'Make $5000 in 45 minutes.''Wanted, 1 female, age 18 to 25, to be used for 45 minutes.''Applicant will be used in a sexual manner for 45 minutes. Applicant is not expected to actively participate, passive participation is acceptable. No pain or damaging act will be inflicted upon applicant. Applicant will be picked up and returned to wherever applicant wishes. Travel time will not be included in the 45 minute act. Applicant will receive $500 at time of pick up, and the...

Dessert Laid out on the table

“It’s time for lunch! Strip off, lie on the table and spread your legs.” “Are you serious?” “I'm gonna have lunch and YOU are the main course!” “Are you serious?” “Strip and lie on the table!” I command. “I'm going to the kitchen to get some things.” “What are you going to get from the kitchen?” “Lie on your back on the table… You’ll see.” In a few moments I return from the kitchen with a pressurized can of whipped cream, chocolate sauce, strawberries and a banana. You are lying on the...

The Round Table

Max and Helen Cranston moved into the farmhouse on 27 acres with the intention of raising children in the country rather than the city. The children never came. Like many couples who would be good parents, it was destined not to be. To make up for this loss they support various charities that care for needy kids around the world and have filled their home with a hodgepodge of unruly cats and obedient dogs. The farmhouse has been theirs for 11 years and they have completed renovating the...

The Trip CH 3 Round The Table

By Jax_Teller It was a hot summer and friends were gathering at a mutual friend’s home which he defined as a camp. The camp was more of a situation or an idea than a physical place though. One hot summer night I met Denise at the camp. Denise was a MILF; her three children were all teens. Denise’s daughter Mary,18, had become a friend and watched my children for me. Denise was sitting at the table drinking soda and getting high along with the rest of us. Also at the table was Joshua...

TIED TO THE TABLE

One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would make him happy, I didn’t mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and...

Tied To The Table

One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would make him happy, I didn't mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was lying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and...

TIED TO THE TABLE

One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would make him happy, I didn't mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and...

Under The Table

The Bear on the Hill is one of my regular drinking establishments on a Friday evening. I seemed to have reserved this place in the corner consisting of a couple of chairs, a table that’s just high enough to sit under and a wonderful view of the bar. It’s slightly set down by a small step, and it’s where I go to be me.My name’s Carol. My other name is Carl, but when I go out to The Bear, I always dress as Carol. The clientele has only ever known me as Carol and I’m more than happy with that. I’m...

The Bloodwood Table

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At My Domme s Table

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On the Table

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Outpost 2 Snowed in Hetero EditionChapter 4 Round Table

Schaffer sat at the kitchen table, a dozen Polars crowding around it as they dug into their supper, Osha doling out portions to the other aliens as they waited patiently for their share. Shrimp sat beside him, Shrimp and the mischievous twins were present too, along with a few of the hunters and some of the larger females. Tonight they were feasting on a large native animal that had been brought down the night before, its meat seared and served with some canned vegetables than the pack had...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Bisexual EditionChapter 5 Round Table

Schaffer sat at the kitchen table, a dozen Polars crowding around it as they dug into their supper, Osha doling out portions to the other aliens as they waited patiently for their share. Runt sat beside him, the mischievous twins were present too, along with a few of the hunters and some of the larger females. Tonight they were feasting on a large native animal that had been brought down the night before, its meat seared and served with some canned vegetables than the pack had taken a liking...

Captain s Table

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Examination Table

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Under the table

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The Lost Tablet

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The tablet

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POLISHING THE TABLE

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The Co worker and the pool table

I realized early on that fucking was fun, but it took me a while to realize that angry fucking was even more so. Shortly after my husband and I moved to a new location, about 2 years into our marriage, I was working at a hospital in the pharmacy. I had a lot of friends there, and got along pretty well with everyone, except for one of my co-workers who was about my age. I found him arrogant, rude, and frankly a real prick. I tried my hardest to hardest to avoid him, but it wasn’t that easy. We...

Take Me Over the Table

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Not Quite a White Knight Book 1Chapter 4 Tension Table

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Turning Tables

Okay, I have to warn you Okay, I have to warn you. This story is really different from my other stories. I think you will be surprised at the bitch in this one. Like the Janeway story I wrote it for my own amusement. I apologize to X for taking liberties with Brenda Wade, Lydia Willis and Dragon Queen. ???????????????? ??????????? ???????????? TURNING THE TABLES. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????? By ???????????????????????????????????????????????...

Liars Table

Place: Red Creek Characters: Steve Newborn Junior, Steve Newborn Senor Selena Newborn, wife of Steve Newborn Sr. and mother of Steve Jr. Oscar Lockhart, Selena’s next door neighbor from childhood and long ago standout player at Red Creek High. Names and places are entirely fictitious. It was early spring the last time I passed through Red Creek. I had spent the night up at Peaty and as usual planned on having breakfast in Red Creek. I been doing it for years. They were just now...

A Guy A Girl And A Pool Table

Julie pulled into the driveway of the last known address of her friend Amanda. The last she knew, Amanda was living with AJ McLean from the Backstreet Boys. Julie had had a secret crush on him ever since she met him and she envied Amanda because she had his love. She had known Amanda since the two were in high school and she knew for a fact that her was using AJ, but she never interfered with their relationship no matter how much she may have wanted to at times. She put your car in park and...

SAGN Chapter Seven The Lie on the Table

Chapter 7: The Lie on the Table ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Sometime in the night the rain had waned and then abruptly ceased. Just when that had been Jim wasn't quite sure. As he lay in the darkness with his mind slowly shifting into gear, he was pretty sure that he dimly remembered waking up when the steady drumming of the falling water slackened and petered out, but he hadn't stayed awake then. Not that time, waking up then was more a...

Eve Examination Table

TITLE????????????????????? : Eve?s Examination AUTHOR????????????? : YamiNoHikariDISCLAIMER?????? : I own nothing! I do not own Black Cat! Don?t bother to sue me because I don?t have any money to give.RATING??????????????????????????????? : NC-17PAIRING????????????? : Train/Kyoko, Doctor/EveNOTE???????????????????? : [bondage] [loli] [watersport] [torture] [toys]TIMELINE???????????? : when the group invaded Apostles' Island, the fight with Doctor. (manga volume...

Damaging the dining table

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Gabatrix the First PeaceChapter 8 A Return to the Negotiation Table

“I like it,” Ifra commented to Kane as the history documentary closed down. He would close up his hand as the projection faded. “Yeah, I need to thank Javier for that one,” Kane replied. “I admit I had a chance to learn something too.” Ifra took her claws as she tapped the table. “Perhaps we should do this more often.” “What do you mean?” She looked down at the table. There was a faint smile on her face. “Its ... it is ... so many negotiations end up as a failure. At times I feel like I...

Sable In The Stable

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Pool Table

Pool Table Back in the early 1960’s when I was a young teenager my father bought us a pool table. Soon I was spending every minute that I could playing pool. It was different in those days. We didn’t have computers, cell phones, or any electronic games to play. What we did have was a deck of cards, a Monopoly game, and three channels on our small black and white television. I listened to the radio a lot back in those days. Amazingly I could easily pick up WABC out of New York City, WBZ...

Betty banged on the kitchen table

I had a few sessions with my widowed neighbour Betty, then it all stopped when her daughter found out i was banging her mother. Last night however i got a frantic call from Betty about her electricity being off. I went round to her house and after a quick cursory check discovered that a blown lightbulb had caused the circuit breaker to trip, so i replaced the bulb and reset the beaker and all was good in the world of Betty.Betty was full of thanks and praise for me, and offered me a cup of...

Under the Table

When the waitress brings the drinks, you use the necessary movements to make your daring move. Your hand slowly lowers to the top of his thigh, sliding a little toward the inner portion. You feel his large muscle twitch as if he hadn’t expected the touch. But he doesn’t do anything that makes you think he wants it removed either. You look across the table at your friend. She’s oblivious, but isn’t she usually? His thighs part allowing your hand to descend; the material of his jeans is warm,...

The Cruise Chapters 2 and 3 Ship Life and The Captain s Table

Chapter Two As the ship gained deeper water and settled into a routine, Lady Patricia and Linda stepped inside and were greeted with Jane and Rick entering through the adjoining door. Both were in their swim suits. Rick's mature and trim body was well displayed but Jane's miniscule bikini took all the attention. Linda had never noticed she had a belly piercing. "Come on you two, it's time we work on our tans!" declared Jane as she strolled over to the dresser. "Let's see what we...

Sex on Study Table

This happened at tender age of 18. I have had the luck of get in touch with maids and friends at so when this happened sex was not new to me. I was quite active with maids on pussy and ass also with guy friends ass and gal i pussy. This is special coz 1st tm with a gal friends ass.I am average figured guy with craving for oral on giving end. I can spent hours sucking pussy and ass. It was exam tm, i used to have group study. Mimi was my childhood friend we were brought up together, study...

Loosing a bet at the pool table

Anita and I had travelled to Atlanta that week end.I had to attend some quick business and convinced Ana to join me.After the first evening dinner, we decided to go to a local bar for some drinks. As soon as we entered the place, I noticed it was full of black guys.Just a few women; we were surrounded by black men mostly.Anita looked a bit scared, but excited at same time. I asked if she wanted to leave; but my sensual wife said we first should have a drink. We sat down and looked around the...

Corner Table

Chapter 1. Goodbye St. John. Snow fell on Mount St. John last night. It has made a tiny white cone on top of the mountain, the first intimation of winter. Here at Windabri, in the valley, it is still autumn but up there in that little cone of white it is already winter. St. John is about thirty kilometres from Windabri, and serves as is a sort of seasonal clock for the town. Today the townspeople will look up at it and say, ‘Snow on St. John, winter will soon be here.’ As winter...

The Tilt Table

"You're going to have to move your legs apart a bit. The strap won't go around them if they are that close," Ethan informed me as he tightened the straps on my arms. I gritted my teeth and carefully shuffled my feet apart a few centimeters, trying to keep my knees firmly closed. It wouldn't have been a problem if, when Ethan had called me needing a guinea pig, he had informed me I would be taking part in his syncope experiment and would have to be strapped to his tilt-table. Woefully ignorant,...

Ben Sissy And The Picnic Table

At the top of a hill, in the corner of the lot sat a blue Camry, still running. The driver, a woman, more nervous on this day than she ever had been, sat staring at the wheel. She was jolted out of her mindless gazing by the radio host yelling in that over the top voice that could only belong to a disc jockey. She turned the car off and sat very still. She still couldn't believe she was actually here. Actually going through with it.Her name was Sarah but everyone called her Sissy. Sissy saw...

The Sex Table

We chatted for a while, when he asked me to move my cam so he could see my tight little slick pussy. I moved the camera between my legs, and spread my legs wide. I started to rub my long red nails over my panties along my lips. I began to feel a throbbing feeling. I asked him to wait and I went to the bedroom and pulled my big pink dildo out of the drawer. I came back in front of my little cam, he sat patient waiting for me. I gently pulled my panties off so he could see my...

Part 3 panties stockings dildos and a table

Master continues, pulsing his tongue deep into my man pussy whilst massaging my slippery cock. My head swells the beer has really kicked in and now combined with the best rimming I’ve had in ages I’m in ecstasy. “Now get up pussy boy, you’ve got work to do” I look up in complete shock. I have a feeling master can tell this from the smirk on his face. “Pick the red one,” he says pointing to the side table where a small (5”) thin dildo sits. I pick it up and move over to Master at the end of the...

Sex In The Kitchen During Summer Heat On The Table

Hello all this is my first time experience as a writer, i reside in Pune with a hot auty Rema (name changed). The story goes like this , i this aunty lives in my apartment, everyday whenever i used to leave to my office i was often blessed to see a very NSP sight (Nain Suk Prapt) . Rema used to come out to keep her garbage dustbin outside her door , in earlier days i had failed to notice her inner beauty , it was that pride moment which made me go for her , it all started with a good morning...

potting pussy on the p o l table

back when my girl was sweet 18 she bit off more than she cud chew. she,s always had a thing for the older man, don,t know why but it gets her hot. she told me that sum years ago she fancied her dads friend who was late fortys a pub landlord and had a bit of a rep wiv the local slappers. one nite on a visit to his pub she dressed to impress ,she,s got a crackin figure as u can c from the pics on our profile, just imagine her in a tight see through leopard print dress, cut at the ass, little...

The Love Table

I wanna love you what do you mean, you already love me and I slept. I didn’t get a message then I wanna make love to you. I had told her, there is a difference, still I starve that one day, she expresses what she want to do. It makes me a complete different person, for every word she utters. It was so cold at my home and I saw her last message early morning. I so much wanted her to know how I made love to her the last time. I just wished, she wrote those lines in her first message. It’s...

The Gyneacologist s Table

My husband and I have been married for five years, he was a doctor at the local hospital and I worked for a call centre. Both he and I seemed like a perfect biological match because where I did not want children but had found previously I was allergic to both the pill and most of the drugs used in a chemical abortion, he had been sterile from birth. This lets us enjoy bareback sex the way nature intended but with absolutely no risk of my becoming pregnant.A couple of years ago we had gone...

A Visit to Matilda sChapter 6 Waiting At Table

Back in the classroom, Miss Carson explained that we were to learn how to wait at table. Until she started explaining the protocol involved I had no idea of how complicated it all was. You had to be on the right side of the person you were serving; there was a right and wrong way to hold the tray; a right and a wrong order in which to do things. Brian said something to the effect that he thought Miss Carson was making it all up, a foolish move that ended up with him being grabbed by the ear,...

Return to the picnic table

Return to the picnic table To see him there laying on top I came up and touched his cock He looked at me with a smile. I began to rub up and down his pants He moaned slightly. I laid on top of him as I kissed his lips. His hands grabbed my ass tight I felt his cock grow I felt my pussy get wet. He whispered undo my pants Make me hard as you can with your hand I stood back up and un did his pants I took a hold and stroked his cock Up and down, again and again. He moaned faster, faster Lick the...

The Sexy Intern Turns the Tables

The Intern "Turns the Tables"--Sexxy Megan--Part I Every summer my company does its best to take in summer interns. We spread these around the various departments. This helps to fill in needed projects and also provides summer employment for some of the staff’s children who were are in high school or university. As the West Coast director it is my job to supervise the training protocols and make sure the interns have a useful program organized. This year one of my star interns is Megan. She...

Setting the First Table

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