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Different Gyms Do Train the Body Better Chapter 5 Wedding encounters

The years went on. My eldest children graduated from college, and got jobs locally. My little ones grew fast. I didn't keep up too much with Melinda, but I know she dated some, but never got too serious. At one point, she seemed to be getting serious with a guy, and he moved into her condo. It turned out that this man was an abuser. He kicked my ex-wife down the stairs, breaking her leg and arm. The man was arrested, and Melinda was hospitalized. Ron visited his mother and he telephoned me....

Return From The Dark SideChapter 24 Encounters

Henry breathed a sigh of relief as he cleared the last of the checkpoints. He looked about curiously. So this was the headquarters of MI6! He had met MI6 operatives whilst in Iraq and exchanged information with them, but this was his first official contact with the legendary service. The phone call had come out of the blue. A friendly woman, identifying herself as Mrs. Pritchard, had asked whether he would be kind enough to agree to a short interview. Something had come up about his service...

Enter the DarknessChapter 2 Wintry Encounters

December, 1984 At the end of 1984 daddy came home one snowy afternoon with a strange look on his face. He got out of his fatigues and into some sweats and started helping me make dinner. Somewhere between peeling carrots for the salad and taking the roast beef out of the oven, a tension ran out of him and he sighed. "I have something tell you, pumpkin. Go ahead and sit down," he said, hefting the roast. I liked having roast beef because it meant sandwiches for the next few days, but I had...

DevilsFilm Charlotte Stokely Diana Grace Lesbian Encounters

Charlotte Stokely and Diana Grace in Diana’s first lesbian scene. Charlotte, a classic beauty and the reigning queen of practically every lesbian performer award given the last several years in a row, gives fresh faced newcomer Diana Grace her first taste of a woman. Diana is a virgin, hesitant to have sex with her current boyfriend, because understandably the right person hasn’t come along yet. Being a good best friend, Charlotte listens attentively and twirls Diana’s long...

DevilsFilm Ella Nova Ella Reese Lesbian Encounters

Ella Nova and Ella Reese in Ella Reese’s first sexual experience with a girl both on camera and off! Beautiful newcomer Ella Reese with only two scenes in, jumps right into girl/girl and blows me away with her ability to connect and fuck even though she had never fucked a girl in real life. See the de-virgining for yourself. Ella Reese is curious and deeply attracted to her new roomate Ella Nova. Dressed in brand new lingerie, she comes into Ella’s bedroom and shows it off and then...

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Drunk Encounters

My name is Alaric van Hundley. I'm 5'2", long blonde hair to my waist, baby blue eyes, a curvy waist, and a 34C cup. I know what you're thinking: Wow, you must get all the guys! Well, I do, but I don't have any interest in men. I'm lesbian. I always get horny and fall in love with women. I never was straight. This is my story of the night I first had sex. It was cold and damp outside, and I found my drunk self ending up staring at a woman just across the bar with the most beautiful body ever....

Neighbor guy sensual encounters

It was midsummer in Arlington Texas I was working on my 1990 Chevy cavalier,my first car, in front of my brothers house knowing he will have the tools I need. I was wearing blue basketball shorts and a wife beater sweating threw them of course but I stop to take a smoke break so I sat on the back of my car I just got done with some "ice cream" so I was feeling pretty good. I laid back some cause Mexican guys usually walk by my house and I like to see if they notice my bulge threw my basketball...

Unpredicted surprise encounters

Dear Readers, This is my first real incident recorded in writing. So, I humbly request you to apologize, if there are any grammatical mistakes in this story, as this is my first story ever written. Preface to this story: Got married just before lockdown and it was arranged. It was done in traditional Kerala style. This incident happened a year ago during the first lockdown. Part1:Let me introduce to the characters of the story: Myself (Karthik), my wife (Karthika) and a close cousin from my...

Remembering that first time dressed

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Remembering Becky Ch 09

For those who have been with me all the way, I am most grateful for your very kind words and encouragement. It would not have been possible to get through this without you. If you haven’t read it up to now, it would help you to please give the preceding chapters a look first, as nothing will make much sense otherwise. For those interested in a sexually oriented story, please visit some of the earlier chapters, as there is no sex in this final offering. All this chapter is, is the end. * ...

Remembering experiencing my first

I have been remembering experiencing my first ever sexual encounter as a f******n year old teenage boy.My school was all boys, and just before this episode I had already enjoyed the attentions of one of the masters, who had introduced me to the joy of some-one, other than me, playing with my cock.I had been encouraged by him to fondled and touch his cock and I watched him cum into my hand whilst I wanked is big cock etc. I think now that he must have also been playing with a lot of my...

Remembering Part 1

REMEMBERING, PART 1 "So, how about you let us take our chances, hey?" Bianca squinted down at what the man was offering her, struggling to make out the notes in the dim light of the alleyway. It wasn't really enough ... but she was desperate. She nodded and slipped the condoms back into her bag, trying to ignore the sniggering from the man's companion. Fifteen minutes later, she was back inside the club, all too conscious of the cum coating her mouth and streaking her stockings as...

Remembering Becky Ch 03

Thank you so much for the enthusiastic response to the first two chapters of Remembering Becky. Becky and David’s date continues ….. * I stepped aside as Becky came back into my apartment with her overnight bag. The initial shock of Becky’s suggestion about spending the night was wearing off and was being replaced by a whole spectrum of emotions. Excitement was definitely one of them, along with nervousness. A whole lot of nervousness. Becky was what I dreamed about, wished for and hoped...

Remembering Bethany Part 5

REMEMBERING BETHANY PART 5 : BY THE PIANO MAN In which our heroine meets Broad Billy: hijinks ensue Adele, my wife had somehow guessed something about Beth and I. There was a continuing tirade about some ‘little white tramp’ down at the bar where I worked weekend nights and I was on an increasingly short leash. Adele was waiting up for me every night and the only car I could drive was the MG. She also took to calling the bar and the rehab clinic at Fitzsimons Hospital where I worked during the...

REMEMBERING ERIK

To anyone I have ever told this story to I call him the L'phant Man and not because of a deformed face but because his cock looks like an L'phant's trunk that's what I called them before I learned how to say the word and it was the scariest looking cock I had ever seen even in photo's or video's I had never seen a cock like this one! And I thought as he climbed behind me with it “This is going to HURT!” So let me begin my story...It was a Friday night and I was bored I had no date there...

Remembering Part 3

REMEMBERING, PART 3 Jordan Kassapedis had a lot of things going for her. She was tall and athletic, with a natural talent for just about any form of sport. Her iron powers of self-control when it came to diet and her love of exercise and gym work had kept her in fabulous shape, and she never seemed to fall ill. She was good-looking in a determinedly boyish sort of way, warm and funny to those who knew her, and if not academically inclined, then generally clever in a practical sense....

Reverend Ralph s Spiritual Awakening

Part One – Fresh out of ministerial school. Ralph’s family was so pleased to be at his graduation and ordination as a minister. He was following in his father’s footsteps to reach people and make their lives better. His spiritual path was a bit more progressive than he’d been raised but his father was OK with it. That set the stage for the wedding to Mary, his childhood sweetheart. They had “gone steady” since eighth grade but didn’t go to the same college. She chose nursing as a helping...

Remembering Charlie with Nelson and Caroline Chap

Remembering Charlie with Nelson and Caroline (3rd chapter Charlie series).Nelson and I had a long rest, a unique and so satisfying experience it was, I think for both of us! In the morning, I ordered breakfast and had a quick shower. Refreshed, I wore the white robe the hotel provided. It wasn’t long a knock on the door announced breakfast and I opened the door. What a surprise! No one other than Caroline wheeled in our breakfast, she looked super hot in her smart black and tight uniform. I...

Family Rituals

The oldest male had to be apart of the girls immediate family. Father, brother, uncle, cousin, nephew, or grandfather. To some, this may seem amazingly awesome to others, sinful. All the free sex a man could ask for from a tight, young pussy ripe for the plucking. Nope. The only way that the male was allowed to claim the child as his own was if he had knock her up with his incestuous sperm. He only got one shot. If by chance he failed at the inbreeding, the girl was given to the next oldest....

Family Rituals

Introduction: This is a story about my journey into womanhood and how I found the love of my life. I grew up in a semi-small village in the middle of a vast forest, population, 719. It was sort of a religion in our village for family members to reproduce together. Once a female started her period, it was the oldest males job to take her virginity. He could say no and allow her to be given to the priest, but that hardly ever happened. The oldest male had to be apart of the girls immediate...

Family Rituals Part 2

Chapter 9 That very afternoon, as I was cleaning the house, my phone rang and saw it was Rob. He just wanted to see how I was doing, and asked if I had any second thoughts about last night, or going out. I assured him I had no second thoughts, except for having him in my bed right now, which I did not tell him on the phone. I did ask him to call me later that night, when he got home. It was a little past 10pm, and I just crawled into bed. I usually wear a t-shirt to bed, but lately, I have...

Spiritual Sex with Couple

Hi Friends, This is my first story to ISS. As a big fan of ISS, I have read many stories on this site and so I really want to share my experiences about sex with you all. Mai vaise bhi bahot sex ka shokin hu…mai aapke samne mera ek experience share karna chahta hu. Mai Gujarat mai Ahmedabad ka rahene vala hu or single hu. Mujhe 30+ or aged ladies jyada pasand hai or jab bhi unko dekhta hu lund ko kuchh kuchh hone lagta hai. Ye baat un dino ki hai jab mai ek aisi company mai job karta tha jaha...

The Perfect Stranger at the Spiritual Group

Sitting in a circle with people she'd never met before, Sophie felt nervous with anticipation of what was to come.It was her first time at the spiritual sensual group and she didn't know what to expect. A slim lady with short greying hair welcomed everyone and introduced herself as Jennifer, the guide.She explained there were no rules or restrictions. "Connect to your spiritual being, relax and let yourself go," she said. "Follow your feelings and see what happens."Music was playing. It...

Dreams of My Son A Spiritual Tale of Motherly L

‘Dreams of My Son… A Spiritual Tale of Motherly Love’by DizzyDThis is a fictional biography intended for adults 18+ only It’s never easy… and some days are even harder than others. There are those particularly rough ones when I have to say to myself, “Marie… you need to get out of bed.” But when things aren’t going so well in your life, depression can sometimes set in and destroy your will to go on. And today had been one of those days. Then again, here I was, a single woman in her 40’s who was...

Remembering Eighteen

Look, man, everybody whines about turning thirty in private, you know that. I’m just honest about it with my friends is all. And it isn’t just being thirty. Maybe it’s the city and the tiny apartment and the bouncing from one job to another for ten years. I like it most of the time but it ain’t where I thought I’d be when I was a kid. I never wanted to live in the suburbs like Missy probably is now, but it’d be nice to have the option, you know? And I don’t. I can’t afford that bedroom...

Remembering Johnny

I haven’t seen Johnny Marquart in at least 30 years and probably closer to 35. I was six when I first moved into the housing project. Johnny and Bobby lived across the street on the circle with their mother Pearl, there little brother Bunker, and their sisters Cathy and Flossie and little sister Maryanne. I don’t remember the first time I met them. I believe Johnny was a little older than me, he was kinda the leader in the little group of friends I hung around then. I remember he had blond...

Remembering the First a Second Time

It was a hot, lonely summer evening. My wife was away on a girlfriend's trip. I was out of town myself, spending the weekend at my parent's house. They were away on vacation and I was 'house-sitting' for them. With nothing better to do, I headed out to the local bar. It had been twenty years since I'd been to the place. I used to hang out there with my friends during our college years, as usual, trying to pick up women. I was enjoying a beer, laughing to myself realizing the pictures on the...

Remembering My Senior Prom

— My senior prom is memorable in lots of ways, most memorable to me is the blowjob. I'd rented a limo and got a room at the Hilton for our after party. I had some money for this as I'd been doing a little work for local businesses. Installing accounting and office systems, things like that. Though the thing which paid best was the tech support once I'd installed the system. So I could afford to turn up to Jasmine's in a stretch limo. Her dad opened the door, "Good evening Mr...

Remembering Becky Ch 05

Thank you for hanging in there so far and especially for the wonderful support and encouragement shown me by so many, both public and private. * A picnic? Well, I wasn’t planning on anything like that yesterday when this grand adventure started. Then again, there wasn’t a whole lot that had occurred that WAS expected. Dreams and expectations are two totally different things. So as Becky turned on the shower, I briefly thought about what we could bring on this picnic. Seconds later, when I...

Remembering Becky Ch 08

Thanks for following along so far. This chapter deals with a part of Becky and David’s relationship which has struck a definite chord with a great number of readers, judging by the incredible number of anonymous comments I have gotten. Thanks for them all, and there’s no real need to be shy about what you like either. We’re all friends here. As the story nears its conclusion, Becky and David keep rolling merrily along… * The months flew past, and summer soon turned to fall, which became...

Remembering Becky Ch 06

Thank you so much for continuing with me and for your support and encouragement. * That was how we began, and we became a couple after that weekend… sort of. As Becky had warned me, there was only so much of her to go around. Although her oldest was off at college, Kelly was graduating high school and shopping around for a college of her own. Then there was this Jerry, whoever the hell he was. How did he feel about this arrangement? Who knows? Probably not over-enthused, I would imagine,...

Transgender and Spirituality

The earlierst presentation of a male with a female side, as far as I know, are the statues of Pharao Akhenaten. There are statues of this Pharao with wide, female hips. Historians think, that the emperor wanted to show his male and female side, to express that he is alone the creator of this country and he needs nobody else. So it seems it is only a political and religious statement! Akhenaten was the heretic Pharao, who founded a new religion in Egypt, the beliefe to the god Aton. He was the...

Remembering

©2012 Mendon Fishers It was a Saturday morning and it was raining. I usually got up and played golf with friends on Saturdays, weather permitting. This Saturday the weather was defiantly not permitting. A quick check of the Weather Channel told me it was going to rain hard all day. Then I remembered it was Christmas morning. My usual foursome would be spending the day with their families. Me, I didn’t have a family anymore. I was spending the day alone. They had families who would love to...

Remembering Christmas

In the morning I awoke to noises coming from the living room. There beside me is nothing but my wife’s nightgown. It is Christmas morning and our 3 year old daughter is anxious to tear into her presents. As I stumble from the bedroom, I give my wife a nice passionate morning kiss as she prepares to start breakfast. It is a shame she is already dressed because I like nothing better than to run my hands over that fabulous figure as we cook together. I see the flash of her wedding ring that she...

Remembering San Francisco Fleet Week 1973

[ For Michael, an xhamster member, who asked me to write something in remembrance of that time (in 1973) during Fleet Week when coming into the San Francisco bay he was so eager to get off the ship and find some serious sexual indulgence after tossing about on the South China Sea! This is for you, Michael! Hope it does justice to what you've told me about it! ]I'd been stuck on the South China Sea for months. During that time everything around me seemed one, uniform, drab grey. The ship was...

Remembering

It was a Saturday morning and it was raining. I usually got up and played golf with friends on Saturdays, weather permitting. This Saturday the weather was defiantly not permitting. A quick check of the Weather Channel told me it was going to rain hard all day. Then I remembered it was Christmas morning. My usual foursome would be spending the day with their families. Me, I didn't have a family anymore. I was spending the day alone. They had families who would love to have them hang around...

Remembering a Dream

I still remember the first time I saw Emily. I was in grad school, walking from my almost non-existent office to my car. It was a typical early Spring day in North Carolina — still a touch chilly, but sunny enough to remind you that Winter had breathed its last. Cutting across the quad, I saw the inevitable Ultimate Frisbee game: guys with their shirts off, chasing the frisbee here and there, girls watching the guys and sunning themselves. I was single, 26, and healthy enough, so of course I...

Remembering Becky Ch 02

In Chapter One, we got to know each other and then proceeded to have a very unusual and intimate encounter. The story continues….. After I spent the weekend worrying about Becky’s abrupt departure Friday evening, I arrived at work Monday morning to find a package about the size of a shoe box on my desk, wrapped in foil. I opened it up to find a smaller box inside, also wrapped. Unwrapping that box I found a bag inside. Inside the bag, another wrapped box. I looked around to see if anyone was...

remembering my first

Do you remember your first?I remember very vividly the first spanking I received in my life it has led me to the enjoyment I still get out of being spanked to this day. It also left such an erotic impression on my mind that even all these years later I must have many of the elements of my first included in my punishment to this day. Otherwise it just does not feel like a complete spanking and punishment and comes up short of the complete and utter enjoyment I derive from having my bottom bared...

Remembering Becky Ch 01

The story begins in the year 1995, late spring. This is the story of my relationship with a very special lady. A relationship that ended far too soon, but left wonderful memories… * It was just around the time when I thought I had hit rock bottom. I was just past forty, divorced going on four years. A divorce that left me crippled emotionally as well as finacially. I was so broke I couldn’t even afford to own a car, despite my having a good job. If you’re divorced and paying child support, I...

Remembering old times part II Chapter 22

When I heard Gaby walking down with another girl my brain went on a spin at the speed of light. Gaby says ‘Hey hun, we have an idea that I know you will like’. Remember, I was on the pummel horse, impaled to the dildo on the wall. And since I was also still gagged, I really could not answer or ask – ‘What you talking about Gaby?.’ So I waited patiently for Gaby to disconnect me from the dildo and maybe take my gag off so that I could at least talk. Gaby said to the other girl ‘Mandy, this is my...

Remembering Helen

I dedicate this story to Helen, I just found out she died today. I was just heading out the door for work when my phone rang. I considered ignoring it, but something told me I needed to answer. “Hello.” I grumbled. “I’m so glad I caught you, it’s Helen.” The exasperated voice said. “My car’s dead again, can you swing by and pick me up?” Helen and I worked together, I was 23, she was 43. She’d been divorced for about 10 years. The only luck she ever had was bad. She was a great person and...

Remembering Charlie with Joanna 4th Ch

My overseas trip back was uneventful: we flew through the night, I had an opportunity to work and blow my cock under the blanket; the seat beside me was empty. Returning home meant a heavy workload; however I managed to spent time on my hobby, photography. I have been taking landscape and portrait photos for a while now and, although not top professional quality, still quite good (from what people tell me…). The photo business has the tagline: “Professional – Friendly – Privat” and has worked...

Remembering the Baker twins and my buddy Glen

I fondly remember the Baker twins. They were a pair of fantastic looking girls. Nice and tall and well built with tits that just screamed out for attention. Their long legs appeared to end with a meaty, juicy pussy and nice round figure skater asses. Not that we thought much about their asses beyond looking at them of course. HaHa. The “we” here are me, Bob, and my buddy Glen. Unfortunately the Bakers girls were also the consummate cock teasers. While they would always seem to want to move...

Remembering Your Duties

3:30amYou awake with a start. You had drifted off peacefully hours ago, waking up so suddenly has disoriented you. Your eyes frantically dart through the darkness as your heart races. Soon you realize I am climbing on top of you, poised to mount your face. Now you realize that your punishment is about to start. My hand runs through your long, dark hair, gripping it tightly. I yank your head back. You gasp."Rise and shine, Alexandria!" My voice cuts through the silence as I rub my hard dick...

Remembering old times part II Chapter 22

When I heard Gaby walking down with another girl my brain went on a spin at the speed of light.Gaby says "Hey hun, we have an idea that I know you will like".Remember, I was on the pummel horse, impaled to the dildo on the wall. And since I was also still gagged, I really could not answer or ask – "What you talking about Gaby?." So I waited patiently for Gaby to disconnect me from the dildo and maybe take my gag off so that I could at least talk.Gaby said to the other girl "Mandy, this is my...

Remembering old times chapter 21

Gaby finally did it. She went out and rented some porn.Allow me to bring you back to the begining since I have not been around for a while.Gaby and I had a very healthy, and loving, heterosexual marriage until one day that I asked Gaby to put on a strapon and fuck my ass. I had been masturbating myself, involving my prostate, for my sexual satisfaction. For a while now Gaby has been fucking my ass, I was loving it and she was enjoying her new found sexual pleasure and her power over me.We...

Remembering Mary O Brien

In my Senior year of high school, I did well enough in Forensics to earn a spot in the state competition. We piled onto a bus, kids and chaperones and luggage and all, and set off across the state. We arrived at State University, the site of the competition, and settled in. My event was Extemporaneous Speech, wherein you get a topic, and 15 minutes to develop a 5 minute oration based upon it. Now, I’m a talker (surprising, no?), and a bit of a dilettante, knowing a bit about a variety of...

Remembering the First Time

I inhaled sharply as she bit down on my nipple, the pain sending pleasure spikes to my hard cock. I pulsed inside her and she squeezed me with her keagles in turn. MMMmmm "it was so good" I whispered, almost gasping as she bit at the other nipple. She sat up quickly, throwing her hair back and causing her beautiful tits to bounce slightly, her nipples standing proud and tight. "You really like it when she doesn't say a word, don't you." She lifted herself until my cock head was at her...

Remembering Bethany Part 4

Beth tried to back off from the relationship because of my coming departure and she succeeded in keeping it on a platonic level after our Christmas idyll. I respected her feelings and didn’t do anything to reignite our affair. Adele in her way helped by insisting that I come home right after work and taking the Mercedes because she said that she and the girls needed the transportation while I was left with the MG and there was no way I or anybody else but a contortionist could fuck in a MG. We...

Remembering Bethany Part 6

Because of the snow, Jimmy kept the bar closed on Friday. However, Denver snowstorms often have a limited shelf life and after a sunny Saturday, the roads were relatively clear, Jimmy called everyone and we reopened on Saturday. Most of the crowd had been off on Friday and were looking to party on Saturday Night. Beth brought Billy in with her to the bar. He looked happy but very tired while Beth looked Radiant but was walking slightly bowlegged and she confessed that she was having trouble...

Remembering Bethany Part 3

(In which Beth goes to the Brown Palace, samples foreign customs and has a trip around the world) My wife, Adele, had taken the girls back to St. Louis for Christmas with her Mother and I wisely worked my schedule so that I was the only rehab specialist available for the Holidays and I sadly could not go to visit my in laws. Since my wife was not home and I had been going through poker withdrawal, I got into an all-nighter with some buddies. A brother named Gary who was a chef for the Brown...

Remembering Bethany Part 2

(I which I taste Bethany’s Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars’ parking lot. When I popped the mustangs’ hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the ‘tang’ purring like a kitten, abet a large and deep throated kitten. Beth was just getting off the bus and she ran up to me and hugged and kissed...

the spiritual breack in English chapter 1 2

ForewordThis story is in fact a diary, brought in the form of a docudrama. As in real life, sometimes not everything goes smoothly, sometimes there are unexpected twists and limitations.So don't expect imagined characters who come around ten times a day without any problem, all characters really exist and all situations have actually taken place.The only fictional are the names and the arrangement of place and time.The title is ambiguous.Yes, Eric and especially Vanessa break into each other's...

My Spiritual Awaking

This true story was sent to me by our Xhamster brother Josh. I made some tweaks to it and here it is for you to enjoy! This happened to me 33 years ago. I had just turned sixteen and school was just a couple of months from being out for summer. My best bud, Jack, lived next door and we had been best buds as long as I could remember. The best part about Jack was that his mom, Jenny, was a model. I mean a real model. Commercials, magazines, newspaper, even bill boards. And she was hot, genuine...

Spiritual Experience Turned Into Sexual Experience

Hi all, my name is Raghu and I am from Hyderabad. I am 28 years old working for an NGO in Hyderabad. I work as the project head for south India. I love contributing something to the society rather than working for Corporates and earning lakhs of rupees where I will not have time to spend that money. So this is my basic intro. I am new to ISS and also to sex life. I come from an orthodox family where my parents were very strict in upbringing me. Please read on ISS. Now coming to the story, this...

Seeking Spiritual Help From A Priest 8211 Pt 1 Finding Baba

Hello everyone. Myself Lalit. I am penning down this experience of mine which changed my life forever. It was not planned and came to me as a surprise. One thing I would like to say, no matter how much you plan for certain things, whatever is written will definitely happen. There’s no way of escaping that. So let’s jump right in. A brief background for you before we start. After my break up 3 months ago with my girlfriend after 6 years of being in a relationship. Work is going as it is but I...

Spiritual Wandering

Spiritual Wandering by Kevin "Now, everyone, let us clear our minds to reach full enlightenment." Kevin looked around the room at all of his students in his meditation class. They all had their eyes closed, and they were all sitting cross-legged on the floor of the room. About an hour later, all of his student had left the room and he was still sitting. He closed his eyes for his own time of meditation. He cleared his mind of all of his thoughts and sat surrounded in...

Raghav 8217 s 1st Sex At A Spiritual Place

Hello Girls and Aunties… My name is Raghav. I live in Anathapuram/A.P. I’m a Smart, Handsome & Charming Boy with 5’8” height. I look Average (Weight = 54kgs) but I have a 6 inches Penis and only this matters to satisfy all the girls and aunties. For me, the length of the Penis doesn’t matter but the way you approach and how well you can satisfy the Women only matters because it is nowhere written that all those with 8 inches or 9 inches or 12 inches Penis can only satisfy women. I generally...

Sexy Indian bhabhi s spiritual journey with her Guru

This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read . Ashok was moving into a depression since Savita left. He never expected her to come back. Devastated, Ashok never even came out of the house. The repeated doorbells only irritated him. Furious Ashok immediately calmed down to find Savita at the door. It was a pleasant surprise and made him excited. He asked her to forgive him. Savita could never reveal she was sleeping with a stranger all these days, then with his...

A Spiritual Union

I hung my lightweight suit jacket on the back of the vestry door and slipped the alb over my head in its place. I looped the girdle around my waist, leaving the ends to dangle as I donned the stole – red for the Holy Spirit, as it was Pentecost – then looped the loose ends round to stop the stole dangling free. I added the vivid scarlet and embroidered chasuble and, after a moment's hesitation, the maniple over my left wrist. A glance at my watch, a murmured prayer, and I set off to the back...

Trying to Be Normal10 A Spiritual Gamble

Alright, once more I, the biographer, am going to intrude on the normal track of this history, to show Alex’s life from a slightly different perspective. This time, like the last, it contains information that Alex never knew about, although I suspect he eventually figured out a fair amount of it. It’s important because it reveals another aspect of his abilities that hasn’t yet been addressed, and one that everyone was afraid to mention to him, for fear of how he’d respond to it if he...

Spiritual UnionChapter 13

I'd like to dream that what happened next was an instant orgy with all three girls cuddling into bed with me. I'd like to, but it sadly wasn't what happened. The fear that Courtney had exhibited managed to put us all completely out of the mood. When sleep came to me finally, it was only in fits and starts, and I found myself feeling the edge of a dream only to have it snatched away by a nervous breath. "I didn't want to hurt her..." The voice was stronger now than it had ever been...

Spizoo Alix Lynx Big Tits MILF Spiritual Sex

Alix Lynx was lost, but now she is found. With a troubled past, she has now turned to spirituality for a sense of completeness. It’s her guru’s mission to fill her holes and make her complete. Her pussy chakra needed to be opened for her to experience full bliss. What as she orgasms and moans withers the cock slides deep inside bringing her life to the next level. Chad Alva is the spiritual Guide to this busty Milf, he begins to linear his chakras with a lot of patience, she is...

Remembering Sammy 1963 1998

Recently, I learned that Sammy, whom I had coached in baseball back when he was a boy of 14, had died in 1998 of AIDS. He apparently contracted HIV when he and his wife were having problems and had separated for a while. Thankfully, neither she nor his children became infected. Following is one of the many Sammy stories that I tell, but the one that always comes to mind first whenever I think of him. * In 1977, I coached a baseball team of 13, 14, and 15 year olds. One of the leaders on the...

Remembering Our First Time

You were standing on the deck in the snow the first time I saw you. I was nervous about meeting you but had decided it was now or never as I drove back from my morning meeting. I had asked you out to lunch but you had decided that it would be nicer if I met you at your house … a chance to show off your cooking skills I figured. When I got to the bottom of the stairs and first saw your smile, the warmth I felt within me could have melted the snow around me. My face almost hurt from the smile I...

Remembering Becky Ch 07

Thanks again for making this story easier to write than I had thought it would be, due mostly to your enthusiastic responses, generous voting and many words of encouragement. Chapter seven finds Becky and David exploring new territories… * We slept surprisingly well in the tent, although Becky’s first middle of the night foray into navigating to the outhouse with the lantern proved an experience for her, although she initially declined to elaborate. I later learned that someone from the...

Remembering Becky Ch 04

Thank you for sticking with the story so far, and for all your kind words and encouragement. Chapter four of David and Becky’s story… * I awoke with a nasty case of cotton mouth, a mildly throbbing head and an incredible soreness in my back and knees. That’s when I realized that last night had not been a dream after all. The pleasant pain that comes from suddenly taxing muscles that had been laying dormant for so long felt great. That, combined with the pleasant aroma of brewing coffee...

Remembering Scott

Close your eyes darling and imagine our bodies naked, pressed together. You bend your head down towards me and our lips connect. I break the kiss off and slowly push you onto the bed. Once you’re on your back, I resume kissing you passionately…all the while running my hands lightly over your chest. Again, I break off our kiss and whisper “I love you” as I start to lick, nibble, suck and gently nip my way down your body. My hand finds your rampant staff and I gently grab hold and start to stroke...

Remembering Tracey Part Four

So college began with me living right above Tracey’s apartment. The “friends with benefits” relationship seemed to work well. When either of us needed sex, we found it just a flight of stairs away. Sometimes we just used each other for release, and other times it was an all-night event, filled with loving moments and ending with us sleeping in each other’s arms. I was always there for her whenever she needed to vent about her boyfriend. She was there for me and always ready to offer advice on...

Remembering Tracey Part Three

“Sure, I’ll buy your lunch. After what just happened back there, I’ll buy you a restaurant.” She smiled back at me and asked, “So what are you hungry for?” “Do you really need to know the answer to that? You just gave me a taste of something I haven’t had in a while and now I’ve got a craving for it, “ I responded. She stopped on the sidewalk and turned to me. Looking me straight in the eye, she asked, “If you’re serious about wanting that, I’ll let you have as much as you want.” “Oh really?”...

Remembering Tracey Part Eight

One of the best things about college was the weekend. A few scholarships I had earned plus the fact that I had worked my butt off all summer long to pay for school, allowed me to take it easy during the semester. I took full advantage of my weekend time to hang out at the lake whenever the weather was nice enough. My grandfather had a small plot of land on a lake not too far from school. You couldn’t really call it a lakehouse in the classic sense. We had a boathouse just large enough to store...

Remembering old times chapter 21

Gaby finally did it. She went out and rented some porn. Allow me to bring you back to the begining since I have not been around for a while. Gaby and I had a very healthy, and loving, heterosexual marriage until one day that I asked Gaby to put on a strapon and fuck my ass. I had been masturbating myself, involving my prostate, for my sexual satisfaction. For a while now Gaby has been fucking my ass, I was loving it and she was enjoying her new found sexual pleasure and her power over me. We...

Remembering Tracey Part Two

I pulled into the apartment complex, got out, and walked around to open Tracey’s door. Please don’t get all gushy on me, because I wasn’t doing it to be a gentleman. I was doing it so I could get a great shot at her legs in that short skirt as she slides out of my truck. The view of course, was outstanding. Her skirt magically slid up her thighs as she scooted across the seat. If only I could have slid my hand across that smooth skin. She’s got a fine body and I love every inch of it. I should,...

Remembering Tracey Part Eleven

My phone rang late one night. It was Tracey and she wanted me to come to her apartment. I was dressed for bed, wearing only a loose pair of jogging shorts. It was late at night, and she’d already seen me wearing less, so I just grabbed my keys, locked the apartment and went downstairs. She opened the door wearing my favorite outfit. She had on a short, cropped t-shirt that just barely covered her breasts. She had taken it a step further and cut the sleeves off and cut out most of the neck so...

Remembering Tracey Part Ten

Tracey is bent over, holding onto a bookshelf attached to the wall. Her shirt is pulled up to reveal her breasts. Her skirt is bunched up on her waist. Her legs are spread just wide enough to give me access. I’m standing behind her with my shorts unzipped and underwear pulled down enough to release my cock, which is sliding in and out of her wet pussy. My hands alternate from gripping her waist and grabbing her gently swaying tits. We’re being as quiet as a couple can be when they’re fucking in...

Remembering Tracey Part Seven

This is chapter 7 of a series. It is based on a true couple, but 90% of the stories, except for the first-time flashbacks, are fantasy. I loved it when I was awakened in the morning to the feeling of Tracey sliding into bed with me. It was the morning after her web cam performance and I was sleeping late. It was around 11 a.m. when she quietly lifted the comforter and slid into bed with me. She snuggled up against my back. I could feel the heat of her body through the thin t-shirt as she...

Remembering the first

Billy and I were always hanging out together. Because we lived close by, it was easy to see each other. We originally met in elementary school but we grew closer in our early high school years. We spent tons of time hanging out at the neighborhood pool, riding bikes, and doing my paper route together. Like most young teenagers, we were slightly mischievous, curious, and it seemed we could turn any conversation sexual in nature. I had just turned 18 in the summer before senior year of high...

Remembering Tracey Part Five

I followed Tracey out of the movie theater, watching her sexy butt sway in her short skirt. Anyone looking would have noticed the big bulge in the front of my pants, and probably notice the flush on her face as well. We walked out to my truck and I opened her door for her. As she climbed into the seat, I reached up and slid my hand up between her legs, nudging her pussy. It only took a second, and I did it just to make her jump. When my fingers touched her, she was still wet enough that they...

Remembering Tracey Part One

One of my first stories… If your first was with someone you really loved and shared a large part of your life with, and not just a fling or one-night stand, then he or she will always hold a special place in your memories. Tracey was my first real love, and rarely does a day go by that something doesn’t trigger a memory of her. We split up before college, but we stayed in contact with each other. The following story is fantasy, although I wish it had been true. She called me one evening to ask...

Remembering Tracey Part Six

The semester continued. I lived above my former girlfriend in our apartment complex. She still had her boyfriend and I continued to date occasionally. At least once or twice a week, we would get together for some no holds-barred, wild, hold on tight for the ride, mind altering sex. Every now and then, we would take the time to make slow, romantic love with each other. I loved both versions, of course, but I will always cherish the nights that we fell asleep in each other’s arms, our legs...

Remembering the First a Second Time

It was a hot, lonely summer evening. My wife was away on a girlfriend’s trip. I was out of town myself, spending the weekend at my parent’s house. They were away on vacation and I was ‘house-sitting’ for them. With nothing better to do, I headed out to the local bar. It had been twenty years since I’d been to the place. I used to hang out there with my friends during our college years, as usual, trying to pick up women. I was enjoying a beer, laughing to myself realizing the pictures on the...

Remembering Tracey Part Nine

In late March and early April in Texas, the bluebonnets and other wildflowers come in bloom across the state. The highway department has seeded the roadsides and the blooming flowers attract people just like the changing leaves of New England. It seems that every house has at least one picture of a family member taken in a field of bluebonnets. Tracey caught the bluebonnet bug one day and asked me to go with her to take some pictures. She was wearing a denim mini-skirt and a white shirt with a...

Remembering My First Real Sexual Experience

As I recall, I had just celebrated my sixteenth birthday earlier that year. My step-mom, Joan was happy because I obtained my driver’s license and wouldn’t depend on her for transportation any more. She was a good step-mom, but her professional career kept her very busy. She was recently single after having divorced my step-dad - so it was just the two of us. I attended an all-boy high school, maintained good grades and played sports. At five foot ten, I looked older than my schoolmates. Like...

Remembering Bob

[ This is for Bob. He was the first-ever glory hole I ever experienced. Hard to forget those 'firsts!' ]What can I say about Bob? When I first came into contact with him it was through a website devoted to gay, gay-curious, bi, and even the occasional so-called 'straight' guys looking for some good sex. I didn't regard myself as gay. Rather, I thought of myself (and still do) as bisexual, with an occasional penchant for something like gay sex. But what about Bob? Bob was, without doubt, pretty...

Remembering Jack

[ With Covid-19 messing up everything you can imagine(!!!), here's a story looking back to pre-Covid-19 days; and not that far back, either! This is for 'Jack', the best glory hole operator I've ever had the pleasure of knowing first-hand! ]It had all the signs of being a hot, and quite humid summer that year (of 2018), but it was so worth venturing out into that sultry afternoon, knowing that Jack was waiting there for me behind the glory hole in his garage!I might have walked over (it was...

Remembering Boston

A small group of us traveled from Martha’s Vineyard to Boston that early spring morning. The five of us all met the previous year during an excursion in the mountains of Nepal. We became friends in the beautiful but Spartan surroundings, vowing to meet again afterward and run the next Boston Marathon together. We were simultaneously excited and in a state of animated suspense. We were all chatty during the 40-minute ferry ride and 80-mile drive to Boston, engaging in playful banter to calm the...

Remembering My First Time with A Guy

Although I had been with a number of boys in heavy kissing and petting I really had never gone further than second base. This night changed all of that. I drove up to visit my older sister in college for the weekend. My sister, Meaghan, was a sophomore at University of Georgia and this was the first time I had visited her on my own. I got up there around noon spent the time hanging out, walking around campus and “seeing the sites,” which meant people and guy watching. We went to a dining hall...

Remembering Sarah Our Night Of Sizzling Passion

Tonight was going to be our night. Sarah had taken my virginity some weeks prior in an unexpected threesome with my cousin. We started seeing each other after that night, having the odd fuck whenever we could grasp the opportunity. But tonight promised something different, and I could not wait for tonight to arrive. We had the house to ourselves tonight and planned to make the most of it. Most of all I was looking forward to getting the chance to try anal sex for the first time. I was so so...

Remembering Rita

My name is Travis Malloy. I'm 29 years old and married to a truly wonderful woman named Rita. We met in college as freshmen and it was love at first sight, at least it was for me. Rita would probably tell you that it took a while for her, but she was in love with me almost immediately. She just doesn't want anyone to know that her head could be turned so easily. It seems like yesterday when we met. It was at the welcome mixer when I first saw her. She was standing with two other girls who many...

Remembering the first bad sex

I have written a lot about my gay experiences. I haven't written about my hetero sex life because it was pretty vanilla; nothing bad, but neither was it going to make the letters page of Playboy. But I would like to recount my first bad sexual experience, back in the early days of my gay experimentation at my local 'cottage'.I'd had a couple of encounters with some older guys in my local public toilets in my early twenties and they were mind-blowing. I would hang around the place most weekends,...

Remembering old hook ups

One experience that comes to mind was, when I was working in Downsview, I used to go to a small park for lunch and take time to unwind and eat my lunch in peace. Where I worked at the time, no matter where you were, at lunch or in the can, there was no peace, so I bugged out most of the time to this or any of the other local parks.One afternoon, I was sitting in my truck reading and eating my lunch when movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention, so I looked over. It was an older guy,...

Remembering the Doctor

I just got back from seeing the Dermatologist as I had a bad rash on my arm which wouldn't clear up and my own doctor sent me to the specialist. He recommended some new cream and as I let I thought back to my last visit to a Dermatologist. It happened about just over fifteen years ago, I was 45 at the time and winding down my sports activities. I was still playing second team rugby and recreational soccer and during winter I would play recreational ice hockey so I was still in good shape. I...

remembering uncle buddy part one

after many years of our having fun together, doing the role playing we so much loved, for whateverreason, you have disappeared from my life, and it is time to chronicle some of those times. when we first met it didn't take long for us to discover what a good fit we were together, you being the 6'5" 230lb uncle, and my being the 5'3" 120lb bad cock teasing little girl niece, how you liked that I didn't get into the "over the top" sissy get ups, but preferred keeping it simple with just my...

Remembering the first

Billy and I were always hanging out together. Because we lived close by, it was easy to see each other. We originally met in elementary school but we grew closer in our early high school years. We spent tons of time hanging out at the neighborhood pool, riding bikes, and doing my paper route together. Like most young teenagers, we were slightly mischievous, curious, and it seemed we could turn any conversation sexual in nature. I had just turned 18 in the summer before senior year of high...

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