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I caught her eye across the room. Kerrie was in mid discussion with someone. Talking music and drums I imagine. I look at her, enjoying her figure, as she moves from foot to foot and participates in the discussion. Do they know what she isn’t wearing I wonder? Moving further around the room I place myself in her line of sight so that I catch her eye. Smiling I deliberately let my eyes rove over her body. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly...

No Touching

I caught her eye across the room. Kerrie was in mid discussion with someone. Talking music and drums I imagine. I look at her, enjoying her figure, as she moves from foot to foot and participates in the discussion. Do they know what she isn’t wearing I wonder? Moving further around the room I place myself in her line of sight so that I catch her eye. Smiling I deliberately let my eyes rove over her body. She smiles and moves slightly so that I am more front on, still talking she turns slightly...

Descriptive touching

It’s been a while since our friendship was anything more than girl friends, but the invitation to stay over had hidden meaning… After dinner we were sat watching TV. Roz moved to face me and asked what I’d been up to. She knew that the day before I’d had company, she suspected that it was a little more than business and was eager to know what happened. I began to recall the afternoon. We were sat on the sofa, he was looking over my shoulder as I described the work that had been done. The...

Its just touching

Jake stroked his hard cock in the shower as his eyes glazed over. Almost there, but at the same time he was enjoying the feeling of holding off. Tiffany was waiting for him to get out, he knew, and he was taking a little longer than he should, but fuck it, it felt good to finally get a chance for some relief. Tiffany…fuck. As soon as the name popped into his head (as did her lovely face and beautiful, tanned body), Jake felt his balls tighten up just a little more, his cock swell even harder...

No Touching

Jake honked the horn as he pulled to the curb in front of Diane’s house. He and Diane had been dating since ninth grade, and were off to see a new movie. They had to hurry if they were going to pick up Brian and Ellie and get to the theater on time. Diane’s best friend Ellie had been dating Brian since their junior year, and the four of them were best friends and partners-in-crime. Graduation day was fast approaching, and college was just around the corner. ******************* Jake had just...

Looking But Not Touching

"On The Road Again," as Willie Nelson has sung to us. I am in, of all places, South Dakota. It was time to hit the hot tub (my one indulgence when I travel), and so I did. The pool area was empty, with no one in either the swimming pool or the hot tub. I grabbed some towels, activated the jets, and sunk to my armpits in 104 degree water - - - Heavenly!Shortly after I began to enjoy my immersion, a young couple wandered into the pool area. I guessed they were about 20 years old, +/- a year. He...

MyPervyFamily Demi Sutra Inappropriate Touching

I knew all about my sister’s dirty little secret, and I know exactly how to use it to my advantage. I pull down her shirt after she gets off the phone with dad. “What are you doing!?” She tries to act angry, but Demi is a huge slut for a good cock! Watch as my younger sister gives me the sloppiest blowjob. She goes down on me, throat fucking my throbbing cock. She turns around and rides me, with her ass bouncing up and down, it was hard not to cum too quck. I take control and...

SweetheartVideo Aaliyah Love Cherry Torn Inappropriate Touching

Young and over-worked office assistant, Aaliyah is overwhelmed with phone calls and people dropping things off for her powerful and gorgeous boss, Hollywood agent Cherry Torn. Cherry keeps her beyond busy and to top it off she makes comments to Aaliyah, asking her to dress a little sexier. Aaliyah’s finally had enough when Cherry playfully smacks Aaliyah’s ass! Aaliyah flips, telling Cherry she is quitting. Cherry apologizes; she had no idea that Aaliyah was unhappy. Aaliyah...

Fae Touched

Ivan stared at the wooden ceiling as slowly his body flushed out the last remnants of adrenaline and excitement. It was his last free day, before he would have to report for duty. The draft had come and now, Ivan's future was in jeopardy. There would be a quick intense training before he'd be shipped off to Europe. Fighting in a war so big, some say it might end the world as they knew it. Ivan knew there was a slim chance he'll return. It wasn't just enemy bullets that would try to kill...

Touch

It had been a while since they touched. Since they touched each other. In intimate ways. Their history was one of months of exploration, first of exploring the boundaries that separated them, then of exploring each other without separation. But now there were boundaries again, and the exploration was of the limits imposed by those boundaries. He spoke so many words to her, that he exhausted her. She found it hard to listen. So many of the words were painful. She wanted him. He wanted her. But...

Touch

It had been a while since they touched. Since they touched each other. In intimate ways. Their history was one of months of exploration, first of exploring the boundaries that separated them, then of exploring each other without separation. But now there were boundaries again, and the exploration was of the limits imposed by those boundaries. He spoke so many words to her, that he exhausted her. She found it hard to listen. So many of the words were painful. She wanted him. He wanted her. But...

A wanton touch

After a horrendous day at work you finally pull up onto the drive, your favourite track pumping on the car stereo. This was there to lift your mood and try to ease the burden of the day. In fact it barely was noticed on your drive home. As you turn the key in the ignition to stop the engine, the music fades and you take a look in the rear view mirror and say to yourself “ One day, just one day someone may appreciate what I do” In the distance of your mind you hear yourself mutter, that day is...

Freedom s Touch

The lake engulfed the landscape, glinting and gleaming with the colors of its surroundings. It met the sky’s gaze with a fever of its own, deepening in color the farther out it reached. The evergreen forest that surrounded the body of water left, in their shadow, a deep green mark upon the water – as if to remind you just how far from the world you really were. Waves, churned up by the mountain wind, lapped up against the shore. The steady thrumming of the water was broken only by the echoes...

Personal Touch

Chelby waited for the ferry on the docks of Seattle that took her across the waters to the ship yard on the far side of Puget Sound. The evening was chilly and she could tell autumn was here. The sky was clear the air crisp and the stars sparkled overhead. She leaned over the side of the ferry to gaze into the water as the ferry chopped through it, she loved the wind in her face, and the way it caused her hair to fly wildly. It had been a long time since she had taken the journeys she would...

Touched

Copyright© 10/31/2002 She reached over and turned out the light. Another night alone. Since his death she had found succor in time by herself. Sleep being her best release. She could still smell him in the bed clothes, still feel him in her sleep. They were so much of a couple, one came with the other. A kind of matched set. Her friends were worried about her. It had been a while since his death and she showed no signs of "coming out of it", and beginning her life without him. And yet she...

Ron s Surprise Touch

I live in west Michigan near the Lake Michigan shore. My husband Ron, like all of his family, is a recreational sailor. In the summers, he participates in the weekly Wednesday evening sailboat races on Lake Michigan. I had invited my special girlfriend Erin to have a mid-evening dinner with me, one of those evenings, at the restaurant which overlooks the marina. There we would wait to meet Ron after the races had finished. Because parking is sparse there, I had asked that she meet me at my home...

Look But Don t Touch

The faint scent of sex still lingered, drifting up my nostrils as I lowered the car window. I hoped the crisp fresh air of early winter would blow away any remaining evidence. I still couldn't quite believe what had just happened. If I had not been there, I wouldn't. Alone, I began to ponder my little rendezvous. What would one call it? Cheating? Perhaps a form of unfaithfulness, but certainly not adultery. Hmmm, maybe none of the above. I wonder. Well, you can make up your own mind. Allow me...

Final Touch

Her eyes are a field, soft and warm and green, and I imagine a sea of wildflowers growing within her corneas. Wild as the need in her gaze, a desire so far from banal only a truly demoralized slut can feed her hunger, and even then, only finitely.That’s me. The demoralized slut.I tongue my ballgag and it pacifies me. The ropes around my conjoined wrists keep me on my toes, stretched toward the ceiling. He is behind me. Slapping my ass with a thick leather strap, turning my caramel skin a...

A Woman s Touch

I made the mistake of glancing at my watch and groaned; it was only four fifteen. Another forty five minutes before I could indulge in my weekly treat. Thinking about that treat; an hour long full body massage, was making this the longest day since, well, since last Friday! I fought to focus on the columns of numbers in front of me, but it was a losing battle. Instead my mind drifted to the thought of those soft, yet firm, hands rubbing my feet, taking away the discomfort a week in heels...

The Touch

Stupid Groupon you think to yourself, as you walk in the door closes behind you and the bell of the wood door rings. You are in a small waiting room with a couple plush chairs and the tranquil small water feature in the corner. A soft calming music dances through the still air that has the faint scent of jasmine tickles your nose. It sounded good at the time when you clicked OK on the site. An hour-long massage for a great price, so it was an impulse buy. You let the months roll by and you were...

To Be Touched

I look down at my feet that appear so white as I slip on my panties after taking my morning shower. The day will be hot, somewhere in the upper 80’s and I contemplate wearing shorts with my extremely pale legs. I look in the mirror and see my bare chest, the small white mounds with nipples erect from the chill of being freshly out of the shower. I have no tan lines to speak of because I have no tan and though I know I will wear a tank top, I also know that I will slather on the sunscreen to...

Child of the Program Ommitted ChaptersChapter 5 Loving Touches

Chloe had the rest of the day off from work. When she told me I knew what she meant; she was available for all the fucking I wanted. Of all my women she had the biggest appetite. Considering I was going to take two of my women with me and Mandy to West Virginia, Chloe ranked at the top of my list. She not only accepted more when I wanted it, but she usually asked for more. For the few days I'd be away from everyone else, she'd get her wish. After Chloe and I got dressed, I gave her another...

First Touch

First TouchBy Nicole LarsonWe pulled up to the deBoers' house half an hour before eight. We were supposed to be there at seven, but my mom had this thing about being "fashionably late." Dad parked on the street, and we all got out of the car, and headed up the block to the deBoer's well maintained front yard. Mom carried a crudites platter she'd spent all afternoon arranging, and Dad lugged a case of Schlitz. It was cool this late September Saturday evening. The nip in the air that foretold of...

Tempest in a Touch

(This is my first submission and I hope you enjoy. Although the fantasies my wife and I share seem to range from mild to wild, I wanted my first story to reflect just how much I love and appreciate how beautiful she is. Let me know what you think of it. Maybe the next one will lean a little more toward the other end of the spectrum.) From the beginning of our marriage my wife and I have always slept in the nude. I love the feel of her bare skin and it sometimes seems unnatural for something to...

Touch

Valentina Bazin was the youngest competitor to have won gold medals in the women's individual and team foil event, in an Olympic Games. She was France's sweetheart. The whole world was certain she would go on to capture many more gold medals, and win every major fencing title for her country. She had the potential to become the greatest fencer in the history of the sport. She also had a temper that matched her skills. Valentina was returning as the defending women’s foil champion to the World...

Younger Days 8211 Pt 3 Horny Mallu Chechi Needed Male Touch

After the trip, suddenly my elder brother’s marriage happened. The girl was 8 years younger to him and 7 years elder to me and the marriage took place at Kochi. I had just completed my board exams. I used to call her ‘chechi’, a way of addressing which is similar to ‘bhabhi’. My parents used to stay on the ground floor. I and brother had our rooms in the upper portion of the house. After the first few days of marriage, my brother started his busy schedule again and my chechi was very bored most...

Unicorn at Large Part 2 A Lawful Touch

A Lawful Touch by Andy Hollis I slammed the kitchen door behind me, dropped the bag of groceries on the counter with another bang and gave my mother my best glare. "What part of 'no' don't you understand?" I half shouted. "Now, Kimberly, there is no reason for you to behave this way," she said, grabbing the bag before it fell over. "You asked another creep of a boy to take me out?" "Justin is a nice boy, the least you could do is go out one time?...

The power of touch

It’s been several days since you’ve been to see me and we rest quietly on my bed. Sprawling naked and relaxed, intimately linked together by the casual placement of our bodies. You wrap your arm loosely around my shoulder, settling my head onto your chest while gently cupping the back of my head, fingers sifting through my blonde hair.I can feel your lips pressing kisses against my hair. The only sound is that of your steady heartbeat in my ear. The gentle movement of my body, as your...

The Touch

She noticed the warmth of the room as he kissed her bare shoulder. The goose flesh that appeared on her naked skin was not due to coldness. The bumps were the result of her want, desire, and lust that attempted to escape its epidural confines. “He has done everything for my comfort,” she thinks as she presses her hand to the side of his face. She wanted more kisses. She wanted more teasing bites.She wanted his lips sucking and pulling at her flesh.She wanted him.The room was quiet. No...

Touch

My hands are rough and coarse, but I touch you with the softest caress I can. I know my hands against your soft skin cause sensations that shoot into your nerves. I can feel you shudder and nervously shake as my hands touch you. Little bumps raise up under my hands as they pass over your flesh. You are hot and I feel your heat emanating up into my palms. Slowly I explore your shoulders, gently wandering over them, pausing to knead your muscles and rub deeply, breaking away tensions and...

The Erotic Power of Touch

Lani had spent all day looking at cashmere samples, running her fingers through the soft fabric, thrilling to the touch of it on her skin. She was an assistant fashion designer in the studio of Henri Bechet, at one of the top design firms in Manhattan. It was her dream job, because she had what could only be called a lust for fabric. As long as she could remember she'd had this primal need to feel different textures on her skin, and it had only gotten stronger with time. Cashmere, corduroy,...

My Aunt Lucys touch

Introduction: A not so innocent touch My aunt Lucy was always fond of me. No matter what the even was, she would go out of her way to hold me, or touch me in some way. I was her little Jem. My mom would always let my older sisters and I stay at her house. My first sexual memory with Aunt Lucy happened when 8. My two sisters (who are twins) were 12 at the time, and I was never cool enough to hang out with them. Lucy made me feel special. Lucy was beautiful. She was in her mid thirties...

A quick touch

Inspired by your touch last night, I couldn't help myself this morning. I don't know if you'll ever read this but I felt like I needed to let this out.I only have a few minutes but can't resist any more. I can feel my body begging for a quick release. I knew when I left this morning I hadn't gotten enough of you and the wetness at just the thought of your lips on mine is enough to make me quake. I picture you sleeping still and wish I could have stayed in bed with you imagining all the ways...

Touch

Steve “I want to stay in my own home,” I almost shouted over the phone to my granddaughter who seems to think I couldn’t handle it.“But, Gramps, you said you fell and hurt your arm. Next time it could be your head. You need help.”She was right, of course, but I was having a difficult time admitting it. After all, I used to run marathons and paddle across the lake in my very own canoe. I am still strong but almost blind from macular degeneration, if I really admitted it, I couldn’t navigate...

Beauty en Touch

- - - beauty-en-touch - - - Prolog Transsexualism: Transsexualism is a condition in which a person identifies with a physical sex different from the one that they were born with or assigned in cases where ambiguity of the child's sex organs led to assigning them a physical sex. Transsexualism is considered a taboo subject in many parts of the world and has become more widely known in Western nations in the late 20th century due to the sexual revolution, but remains a highly...

Watch but don t touch

I had always fancied Sadie, but she was my best mate’s on/off girlfriend. Now after an evening of intoxicated flirtation, here we were in her bedroom.Sadie insisted that I watch but don't touch. I sat on the edge of her bed."I'm going to show you how I do myself and you're going to watch me,” she quipped, stripping down to an ivory silk G-string. She pulled it tight and snug over her cunt. She went to her dressing table, watching herself in confidence in the mirror, and rummaged deep in her...

His Touch

She didn’t know why it happened, but she fell. She changed that light bulb numerous times before without incident. However this time when she went to climb down the small ladder missed the last step and landed on her backside on the floor. The noise caused Marcus to come running in from the den. He went over and comforted her and checked for injuries. He frowned and with a scolding tone spoke. “Deana I told you I’d change that bulb, now look you fell.” She glared at him and hissed...

My Aunt Lucy s touch

No matter what the even was, she would go out of her way to hold me, or touch me in some way. I was her little Jem. My mom would always let my older sisters and I stay at her house. My first sexual memory with Aunt Lucy happened when 8. My two sisters (who are twins) were 12 at the time, and I was never cool enough to hang out with them. Lucy made me feel special. Lucy was beautiful. She was in her mid thirties and always had a handsome boyfriend. She had long brown hair that...

Painted Touch

His phone rings in the midst of the night… ‘Hello,’ she replies in a saddened tone… ‘I need you baby, please come over,’ and hangs up. His heart for her beats so deeply… he jumps out of bed and rushes to see her. He takes out the key… and unlocks her door… opening it in a hurry to be with his love… to comfort her. Little did he know what was truly waiting behind that door! As it opens… the room is lit up with candles… her furniture pushed back making a clearing in the middle of the room…...

Only a Touch

It was already dark when she arrived at the restaurant, handing the keys over to the valet absentmindedly. Aptly attired in a blue uniform trimmed in gold, the young man thanked her politely and handed back a blue ticket, which she slipped into the pocket of a small black handbag as she passed through the glass doorway. He saw her immediately, watching from his table. She wore a classic black sheath dress, fitted perfectly and split at one side almost to her thigh. Shiny black patent leather...

Rain jazz and a woman s touch

The rain fell with abandon onto the streets and windows of the club. Splattering and making it's mark where it wanted. The wind sometimes tossing it up against the glass, like a woman throwing up her hands and hitting the wall behind her as her lover forces her up against it. Giving in, submitting to it, and trailing downwards in wetness.The impending darkness of the dusk was creeping in, curling around everything like slinky tendrils of fog, and encompassing everything in it's path. It did so...

Mothers and Sons Chapter 2 The Magic Touch

As we lay there on our pillows, Cindy started telling me how it had all started for her and Billy……….For Billy and me, it all started when a Rattler spooked my horse and I took a bad spill. I'm an experienced rodeo rider and know how to fall when thrown but I was taken off guard and landed wrong, very wrong, and wrenched my back. By nightfall, I was still in so much pain that Billy insisted on taking me in to the ER. The Concho County Hospital is more a clinic then a hospital. The doc gave me...

His Touch

Deana was injured by a drunk driver, but not to the point where she was in a wheel chair or bedridden. There were some things around the house she could still do. Like change a light bulb, even if it required the small step ladder. She didn’t know why it happened, but she fell. She changed that light bulb numerous times before without incident. However this time when she went to climb down the small ladder, she missed the last step and landed on her backside on the floor. The noise caused...

By His Touch

Ciara laid in the warm silence of his bedroom, her small, lithe form on her side, stretched out across the neatly made bed. Her crimson hair was pooled around her shoulders, neck and face. Her utterly naked flesh was tingling in anticipation. She had never felt so sensitive to her surroundings. Indeed, she had been denied a few of her senses and abilities this evening. Her eyes were blinded by a dense black length of silk, folded, rolled and tied about her head. To her eyes, there was nothing...

Feel Of First Touch

Hi friends,mera aditya hai mai puna mai mba kr rha hu meri age 23 hai aur ye meri first story hai.. Mere family me mom dad and me bs hum tin log hi hai pap teacher hai.. Ye story mere 12th class ki hai.,humare side me sharma uncle rhte hai vo papa k boht ache friend hai unko 2 ladkiya hai badi ka nav sneha hai aur uski shadi ho gyi hai aur dusri ka nam avni hai last year uski bhi shadi ho gyi. Ye kahani mere 12th cls k wqt ki hai ap sb ko to pta hi hai ki ldke chote umr me kitne shaitan hote...

A Woman s Touch

I had come here for comfort, for consoling; to talk. In the past year, I had lost three people who were very close to me; the last one, just recently. I had withdrawn, rarely leaving my home. I recognized the symptoms of depression. No motivation, no appetite. I knew I needed to talk, reconnect with people, but was not ready to do that in person. I went online and found somewhere to chat. I had always considered myself straight and loved the feel of a man inside me, but found myself drawn to...

You Can Look But You Can t Touch

Copyright© Richard nudged the door open with his knee, slowly shoving forward trying not to spill the gin and tonics he held. Once he was the other side his ass swung at the door, closing it. "Here look at this for a mouthful," he walked over to where his wife was sat at the computer, putting the two glass's down he lent over her shoulder, "And what mouthful of fuck fantasy are your little perverts telling you now?" Monica took the drink from him, "Look for yourself; read what he would...

All Need Touch

I didn't pay any more attention to the new people moving into the empty apartment than I usually did. I was the accountant, I didn't much care who the people were, I only cared that they paid their rent. So when the girl came to the office asking for a key, I had no idea who she was. "My mom's supposed to be home," she told me, "But sometimes she forgets. She won't let me have a key." I tried not to look at her strangely, but she looked quite old enough to me. If she was old enough to...

Waking Up Slowly Tropical Touches

The damp heat oozed around my body, wrapping itself around me like an oven’s embrace. That clunky fan seemed to whirr in the distance somewhere across the dormitory, but the old relic had evidently lost the fight against nature. I was only one-quarter conscious, but I could tell that the tropical sun had come up and begun baking the city into yet another fiery day. Not one breath of air brushed my skin.My navy blue dress clung to me as I lay there, face down on the bottom bunk, hands tucked...

A mother s touch

One evening when I was 17 I felt more than a little punky when I got home from work. It had been a particularly hot day and I think I'd gotten a little dehydrated. I stripped off my dusty clothes in the mud room as I always did and left them by the washing machine. In my underwear, I told my mother that I felt lousy, didn't want any dinner, and was going to just take a shower and go to bed. She told me she was about to start a load of whites and to please leave my underwear by the washer....

Loves Healing Touch

Loves healing touch By Rachel Saunders Sam's heart rate went through the roof. His pulse raced as he watched the ground race up before him. Now this was what he called 'alive'. The thud of the afterburners kicked in, and his body tensed as almost 7 G's pushed him back into his seat. "Griffin 1 to Griffin leader - you are one crazy son of a bitch sir". Sam smiled. The altimeter indicated that he had stopped merely 20 metres above the ground. The lowest...

First Touch

Hi, this is Ravan I’m age of 24 with the height of 5 feet 9 inches and fair in color. I want to share my recent experience with you.one day I went bus stand to go my relative’s marriage because of marriage seasons the bus stand is little bit rush and I’m looking for bus for which I want to go. I had seen bus but my bad luck all seats in the bus is already filled. I am disappointed by seeing that because I want to go some long distance. The conductor came into the bus and said go inside because...

A Human Touch

A Human TouchReclining in her chair and emitting a vexed exhale, Nike Toris brought the tips of the fingers to the temple of her skull in an attempt to ease the dull ache that was swelling within. The financial year had always been a stressful time, and always would be, as every man and his dog sought to make amends for leaving their taxes to the last minute, and piling their procrastination into the lap of one of the more reputable accountancy firms in town – for a handsome price. Abruptly –...

Mother s Touch

It's fascinating how extraordinary circumstances can spawn totally unexpected acts and deeds. In this case, a serious car crash thrust my sixteen-year-old son, Marty, and I into a situation that brought us together in a way neither of us could ever have imagined. He'd been out driving around with a couple of older boys, one of whom just got his licence, when the driver lost control and rolled it. Luckily nobody was hurt, but they all ended up in hospital for a couple of weeks with various...

Goodbye Miss GrangerChapter 5 Needs a Man s Touch

Kevin was a few minutes late. Not that I was holding him to his fifteen minute promise, but I felt kind of proud on Belinda's behalf of what she had achieved in so little time. I was also keyed up and excited, I ended up peeking out the front window waiting for him. Like a doting mother, she made me bring him inside and tried the old 'Have her home by ten o'clock, young man' line. We both laughed at her; it must have been the nervous tension because it really wasn't very funny. She also...

Longing For Your Touch

Going to the tanning bed is my time to relax. I always wear something easy to remove as I tan naked. So I slipped on a pink dress with nothing under it and headed out the door. On the drive over thoughts of my lover raced through my mind. His smell, his taste, his touch… I entered the room and closed the door. The soft fabric felt like hands softly caressing my body as I slowly brought it up and over my head. He had never left my mind. As I lay there with the heat of the lamps and the air of...

A Masters Touch

He entered the room, boots knocking on the tile floor and echoing off the walls. He was wearing new jeans and a dark sport coat showing a refined casual attitude. He poured himself a scotch, not too much, just a couple of fingers to heighten the senses. He swirled the amber liquid around the glass and inhaled the heady vapors before taking a sip, the smoky taste exploding on his tongue as the burn slithered down his throat foreshadowing what soon would come. Hearing her car, He walked around...

Sex Education with a Personal Touch

It’s Friday night, date night and my stepmom is all decked out.“How do I look, Vance?”“Stunning, Diane. It’s too bad you’re going out.”“Why is that, Vance?”“Because I’d fuck you right there, on the stairs.”“Oh, you naughty boy. Did you forget that we did just that yesterday?”“I remember, that was the best birthday gift you could have given me.”“Turning eighteen is a big deal and I want you to always remember it, now that you’re the man of the house.”I walk over to Diane, thinking, “Dad is an...

The Touch

Wallace was a forty-five-year-old man who ran a very successful investment business. His company dealt with hundreds of millions a year and had extremely satisfied investors. Wallace had the Midas touch and was a very wealthy man. Wallace had also come from money, so being rich (a word he hated), was perfectly natural to him. Apart from the mansion that he lived in, Wallace also had three other beautiful homes. Two of them were on the coast, and the third in the mountains. All three those homes...

Morning Touch

After our sexy reunion last night, I wake up to you touching me. Just lightly, with a soft touch along the elevated side of my body, down over my shoulder and the curve of the side of my body. On its way back up, your hand dips down to graze the side of my breast, the tenderest part. I let out a deep breath and my chest moves as I feel my raised nipple harden. You respond immediately, quickly moving your hand to grab and squeeze my whole breast. I keep exhaling deeply, making a lot of noise as...

The First Kiss And The First Touch

First of all I am kumar from andhra… About me I am 6″1 tall avg athletic ..Reasonably good looking ….And I am studying medicine… Guys this is my first story and jus an experience… Bare with me if it is bad and please do gimme your feedback… Coming to story I am studying medicine….And most of the time I spend time with books or play basketball…I am kinda shy with girls…Never interacted much…But one fine day a junior of mine asked me about a patient when I was in the hospital… About her…Her name...

Her masters touch

Blinfolded and bound she waited for her masters touch. Her hard nipples tingled in anticipation of his strong hands touching them, pinching them, pulling them. She longed for him to squeeze her thrust out breasts, to feel his hands cupping them. She could feel her pussy juice beginning to flow and she both longed for and dreaded the...

Sexy Secret Love 8211 Part I Our First Touch

I am:- an Indian boy, a student of a prestigious course,age:-22 years,height:- 5’10”,weight:- 75 kilograms,built:- athletic,complexion:- fair. I have always been a very shy boy,specially through out my school period . Due to that fact, I had been always the target of some notorious classmates who believed strongly that they were “Studs”. How silly,even today I can’t control my laughter when I think about reason why I took them so seriously? But on the other hand I was very free minded person,a...

A Master s Touch

He entered the room, boots knocking on the tile floor and echoing off the walls. He was wearing new jeans and a dark sport coat showing a refined casual attitude. He poured himself a scotch, not too much, just a couple of fingers to heighten the senses. He swirled the amber liquid around the glass and inhaled the heady vapors before taking a sip, the smoky taste exploding on his tongue as the burn slithered down his throat foreshadowing what soon would come. Hearing her car, He walked around...

Longing For Your Touch

Going to the tanning bed is my time to relax. I always wear something easy to remove as I tan naked. So I slipped on a pink dress with nothing under it and headed out the door. On the drive over thoughts of my lover raced through my mind. His smell, his taste, his touch... I entered the room and closed the door. The soft fabric felt like hands softly caressing my body as I slowly brought it up and over my head. He had never left my mind. As I lay there with the heat of the lamps and the air of...

Electric Touch

You could say I am quite unlucky. All my life I have also been the clumsy one, who accidents seem to follow around. One of my most unlucky accidents happened on my 19th birthday, but I’m starting to think now that maybe it was my luckiest. —————- I had been at University for just over half a year, and lived on campus on the second floor of an accommodation building. I shared a floor with 14 other people, but we had our own separate rooms with doors, so we didn’t always have to be around one...

Size Queen Wife Chapter 4 Expert Touch

Later that day, after dropping off her two young daughters at a birthday party, Karen found an envelope clipped to the mailbox.It was an apology note from Brandee, along with a gift certificate for a free massage at a spa in the suburban town where Karen and Craig lived. Karen appreciated the gesture, especially that Brandee had driven all the way from her condo in the city to deliver it.Telling Craig she'd be back in an hour or so, Karen set off on foot toward the spa. On the way, she stopped...

A Gardener s Touch

Author’s Notes: ‘A Gardener’s Touch’ is a short story I wrote almost two years ago. It’s situated in the same universe as Jack Danner’s stories. I enjoyed writing it and I have no intention of writing a sequel to it. I think it’s fine as it is. I hope you enjoy it as well. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** A Gardener’s Touch Part I Grenville McKree was born too big. The seventh son born to Margaret McKree was the...

THE LIGHTEST TOUCH

There are many wonderful moments in our love-making, of the kind that only two women can do with and for each other – some are fast and some slow, some are tender and some fierce, some are uncomplicated fun and others are elaborate fantasies, but, of them all, this is the moment that I always remember whenever I am away from my love. I am at home, in our living room, lying on my back along the length of our sofa, with my feet up and my shoulders snugly cradled by several cushions in the...

The Satanic Witch Ritual aka The Lilith Touch

Her hand was slowly circling around her clitoris. Her mound was completely hairless with a thin soft pink slit in the middle. She was feeling a slightly warm pressure and a hardening of her spot. Her breath was getting shorter. Her shapely legs were spread out over the bed. She could watch herself in the massive smoked ceiling mirror. Her black silk nightie was open revealing her inner thighs and fanny. She was wearing pink high heel slippers, one of which was flat on the bed thus tensing the...

Your transformative touch

You are (Y/N). You are an ordinary man that worked a dead-end job in the office. Well, you were an ordinary person until you found out that you have the power to transform and grow people by just touching them. When you touch someone a menu appears that lists different options to grow or transform someone and also freezes time around you giving you plenty of time to choose an option. You found out about your power when you were younger and accidentally transformed your best friend into an...

First touch

My name is Billy and I love cock but I havent always done, or have I? From a very young age (12) I knew I liked other boys but that was only I became friends with Robert (13). We lived on the same housing estate in a typical town in 1980's England and went to the same school so we started walking home together. We were inseparable and if we weren't together people used to ask where the other one was. One day we were in Roberts house his dad was at work and his mum went shopping when Robert told...

A Brothers Touch

A brothers touchWe had a family holiday for the queens jubilee, we hired a cabin in the woods and just about crammed everyone in. Some camped on the lawn, some slept in the living room, even the shed had a bed in it.It was a great party, we started early with the bbq for lunch. Everyone was drinking, I was too young but Dad let me have a couple behind moms back.I didn’t need much to get drunk, as soon as I was drunk I felt so confident.I started people watching in our hammock, I noticed how...

Janice wants to be Touched

The names are changed, to protect the guilty, but otherwise, this is a true story. It happened to me, in 2014, while I was renovating a house. I wasn't living in the house, but I had owned it for a few years, and I knew the neighbours. In the house next to mine, was Janice, a single mom, now that she had kicked out her cheating husband. She was about 10 years younger than me, petite, and I had always had a small crush on her, although I had never thought to do anything about it.While I was...

Touch

I need your touchAfter a long day of work, I finally walk through my front door. My shoulders and neck are aching, wishing your hands were kneading them, soothing the pain with firm but careful fingers.I sigh, leaving my bag by the stairs. The house is empty. Running my hands through my hair, I kick off my heels and make my way up the stairs towards my room. It's too quiet, so I put on some music and start to undress.My clothes feel heavy as I take them off, first my blazer, then my shirt. The...

Penises I have touched

Dicks I have touched.Paul. First cum in mouth. 7th grade. Swallowed his sperm regularly through 8th grade.Tim. 10th grade. High school basketball player 9.5” sucked his penis, masturbated together once. No cum.Ty. Black police officer (off duty). Went to his house and sucked his dick. He came in my mouth.Strip mall sex shop. Guy in his 20s offered his anus at glory hole. He lubed my penis with KY. I inserted into his butthole and slid in and out until I had an orgasm. He thanked...

Evening of Touch

This is what happened after the story I wrote “Showing Off” It was exciting that she came back the next evening, clearly dressed more comfortable for play, with a wrap around skirt, she brought some mood lighting, candles for us to burn and see each other by the light and enjoy the aroma.We did share some more conversation for a period of time, much about our adventures, desires and of course last evenings show for her. As we talked about moving to playing together I moved next to her on the...

My First Feminine Touch

By : Arundev Dayal I will gradually narrate my sex-linked life to all ISS Readers. This is the first episode. In my childhood days, I lived in a small village about 100 kms away from Lucknow. With me lived my granny, my mom and two younger aunts, my father being the eldest child of my grand parents. My grand-pa and his three sons worked in Lucknow and had a saree business. But we could not afford to be extravagant. Hence, our village accommodation was a one bed-room hut with a kitchen. The...

You Can t Touch

Chapter 1 The neighborhood I grew up in was all single-family houses that were all lined up together, all close together, and I'll never forget the night I first looked out my bedroom window and saw the girl next-door, Cheryl Matthews, in her bedroom. She pulled the shade down, I was pretty sure she hadn't seen me and I quickly went outside and tried to look up under her shade which wasn't quite lowered down all the way. I couldn't fully see into her room so I put the toe of my sneakers...

A Mother s Touch

My heart ached and went out towards my daughter Sharon when she was involved in a serious car accident. She was both a gymnast as well as a cheerleader for her high school and had broken both legs in the accident. Spending several days in the hospital, she was then moved home and informed that she'd be spending the next month or so there while she recovered. It was devastating news for a young woman who would miss much of the last remaining months of school convalescing at home, rather than...

Delta TrixyChapter 20 Midas touch

As per usual, Lee’s place rocked. James and I were still attending our regular sessions at the Magicians school. However, because we were part of the family if the Wizards did a Sunday and it was a long weekend due to a holiday, we were included. This public holiday was Lee’s birthday weekend even though Earth time it wasn’t her birthday because our April was about six months out from theirs. Confused, well them’s the joys of planets spinning in their own time. Plus, we had all the issues...

Twin Touches

One night I had heard him jerking off when he thought I was asleep. He kept glancing over at my bed across the room as he hurriedly pumped his hand up and down. In the dark he couldn't see that my eyes were slightly opened and I was staring straight at his 8 inch cock illuminated by the moonlight. My heart raced and I felt myself get moist. In his moment of ecstasy I shifted quickly to put my hand in my pants. I moaned in relief as my cold fingers touched my clit. I did my best not to make...

You can look but you can t touch

I would be animalistic with the way I kissed him. It would be passionate. Our tongues would be dancing as fluidly and sensually as it can happen. I’d bite his lower lip and run my tongue across it. He would grab me and throw me against the wall. His hands would be all over me. His hands were even sexy to me. Big and strong. Grabbing me all over; squeezing my boobs and roaming all over my ass. I’d be moaning quietly, biting my lip and holding back the scream of pleasure that was building...

The Softest Touch

She rocked over, looked me in the eye and said fuck off. I raised an eyebrow and just sat there watchin her. She rolled her eyes and told me things like, "leave her alone", "I'm not fuckin you", and "Fuck, leave me." I just sat there sippin my drink, truthfully I couldn't move, I was too afraid of a scene being made. Then she said,"I'm hurtin, you wanna help." I said yes and she explained how everyone she loved left her one way or the other. She just lost the love of her...

Touch

It’s been two years since I’ve seen and talked her. Since the fall of our three year relationship. Sometimes I like to think I’m over this incredible woman. But realistically…I know that I’m not. I like to convince myself from time to time that I don’t want to kiss her, hold her, make love to her… But truth is…I want her. I want all of her. Just for me and no one else. I know that I should be way over her by now, and the fact that I constantly think about her is perhaps on some level pathetic....

Lover s Touch

It was a little thing, just a touch as we passed in the kitchen. Liz had showered already and was cleaning up after breakfast, putting the kitchen in order so she could relax and start her day. I had just finished my workout and was getting water from the fridge. I was sweaty and steaming and the endorphins were boiling in me. So when her hand reached out for my waist, tenderly and casually, it felt right and proper. As I pulled the cap off the water bottle her hand slid to my lower back and...

You can look but you cant touch

Introduction: Im writing this purely from my own fantasy about a boy I will never have. To start Ill describe myself. I have reddish brown wavy hair and blue-green eyes. Im about 53 and petite in stature. I have perky 32D boobs and from what guys have told me hershey kiss nipples. Ive also been told i have a fat but tight ass. Anyway, Id been lusting after him for the past year. He was perfect. He was tall, dark hair, mysterious looking. He had broad shoulders and the way he walked was enough...

The Yellow Book Fantasies Ch 2 The Cheerleader s Touch

Summer 2009..."So, are you ready for your senior year, Chad Dupree?" she said to me with that smile of hers. As much as I was excited, I was also kind of nervous. It was my last year of high school."Are you going to miss me, Chad?" she said."A little bit," I said to her. She was my first high school crush. She was one of the first girls I set my eyes on when I arrived at that school. Her name was Cecily, and I couldn't get her out of my mind. Two years earlier...As I listened to the band play,...

Touch

I don’t know when it started, but when I heard my sister’s voice I knew it was happening again. Sara was singing to herself as she worked. She was was teaching herself to bake, twirling around the kitchen with bowls and mixers and pans. “How’s it going?” I asked. “Great. I hope..” she replied chipperly. She picked up a large baking sheet, “Can you get the oven for me?” “Sure,” I said, opening the oven door. I watched Sara slide the tray onto the rack, but a second later she yelped and jerked...

Lover s Touch

It was a little thing, just a touch as we passed in the kitchen. Liz had showered already and was cleaning up after breakfast, putting the kitchen in order so she could relax and start her day. I had just finished my workout and was getting water from the fridge. I was sweaty and steaming and the endorphins were boiling in me. So when her hand reached out for my waist, tenderly and casually, it felt right and proper. As I pulled the cap off the water bottle her hand slid to my lower back and...

Sinfil Ghostly touch

I enrolled myself in summer class to catch up on missing classes. The idea was to improve my grades and get heads up on my next semester. Struggling in school,the last year had been rough. With absolutely no one around. I felt like a outsider. And didn’t deserve to belong. Everyone enjoyed school .. everyone but me it seemed. Making me wonder what was wrong with me.. getting ahead.. hah. My year was horrendous. Unbearably painful and never ending. School was my sanctuary ... so I was glad to...

Touch

After a long day of work, I finally walk through my front door. My shoulders and neck are aching, wishing your hands were kneading them, soothing the pain with firm but careful fingers. I sigh, leaving my bag by the stairs. The house is empty. Running my hands through my hair, I kick off my heels and make my way up the stairs towards my room. It's too quiet, so I put on some music and start to undress. My clothes feel heavy as I take them off, first my blazer, then my shirt. The buttons pop one...

The Nurse With the Kindest Touch

If you read my post You Can’t Judge a Book by Its Cover you will remember the pleasant surprise I got when a rather plain (that’s being kind) nurse helped me produce a load of spunk so my sperm count could be checked after I’d had a vasectomy. If you haven't then here it is: http://xhamster.com/user/daviea9/posts/236391.htmlWell after that first visit it seemed that the initial count was fine – there was no live sperm – but I had to have a second sample checked a couple of weeks later.I drove...

MOMS TOUCH

I remember the week well. It was the middle of August and the heat was smoldering. I was only eighteen and my father was on a business trip until the following Tuesday. I lived 45 minutes from school so I had few friends who lived nearby. Monday night I had nothing to do so I stayed home and rented a video to watch. I was aware it had a few sex scenes but I had no idea my mother (very young, only eighteen) was going to ask to watch it with me. The second sex scene was very illicit and I felt...

A Mother s Touch

Synopsis: Billy was a normal boy or so it seemed, behind his eyes though there raged a battle and slowly the conflict was eased by his mothers touch. A MOTHER'S TOUCH A story by Allie Elle. Billy stood there hands on his hips looking down with a sneer on his face at his defeated opponent and wiped the blood from under his nose. He was a short boy with only what could be called a pretty face and he was tapping his foot. His opponent was Sean Willis from down the street and the two...

Touch

It's been two years since I've seen and talked her. Since the fall of our three year relationship. Sometimes I like to think I'm over this incredible woman. But realistically...I know that I'm not. I like to convince myself from time to time that I don't want to kiss her, hold her, make love to her... But truth is...I want her. I want all of her. Just for me and no one else. I know that I should be way over her by now, and the fact that I constantly think about her is perhaps on some level...

A Velvet Touch

This is the twentieth story in my Legacy Universe, but like the others, it can be read on its own. A complete list of the Legacy stories will be provided at the end of the story as well as the order in which they were written. A Velvet Touch By Morpheus Images of a thick green fog filled my mind, as did other strange visions which seemed to come and go. However it was the green fog which kept coming back, which chased after me and then surrounded me. I remembered the fog...

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