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Crush

I had a crush. We all do. This crush was like no other. The girl–a perfect ten. Jet black hair that glistened in the sunlight. A captivating smile. Luscious tan skin with a pair of perfectly toned legs which were put on display in the summertime when she wore tight jean shorts. If I could just spend some time with her… If she just knew how I felt about her… If… These thoughts whizzed through my head like cars on the freeway, but I never had the courage to talk to her. She never knew how I...

Crush Ki Chudai Peheli Baar

Mera nam Jay hai aur meri umar hai 20 saal. Us wakt ma 12th standard me tha aur 18 saal ka tha. School me ek lakdi thi jiske ka naam Mary tha. Wo ek dum maal thi dik ne ma. Uski umar 18 saal thi. Muje wo bohat pasand thi aur muje us p crush tha. Sara school ki ladkda us p maar the t. Uski ki figure thi 36-24-36 (Meri nazar me). Gaand uski ek dum mast dhik thi t. Sunny Leone jasi gol gand thi uski. Tits us k perfect tha is umar me. Chara us k ek dum beautiful tha aur us k badan ek dum sexy tha....

Crush

I had a crush. We all do. This crush was like no other. The girl--a perfect ten. Jet black hair that glistened in the sunlight. A captivating smile. Luscious tan skin with a pair of perfectly toned legs which were put on display in the summertime when she wore tight jean shorts.If I could just spend some time with her... If she just knew how I felt about her... If... These thoughts whizzed through my head like cars on the freeway, but I never had the courage to talk to her. She never knew how I...

Crush

"Aren't you adorable?" Shelley cooed at my baby son. In twenty or thirty years Brian would bring a project in under deadline, just like his old man had last week; and he'd only hear that it was over budget, just like his old man had. Now, he garnered praise for sleeping. "Honestly, Jeff, Brian looks just like you." "She still has a crush on you," Kristen said. Shelley blushed. "I just think that Jeff is a pretty neat guy," she said. Kristen snorted. Now, she must have thought that...

Brushing Moms Hair

"Cliff, you said you would," Mom complained. "It has to be brushed out tonight or it won't be right for tomorrow." Mom shook her heavy mane of hair, the red highlights glinting against the background of her rich brown locks."I know, Emily," Dad acknowledged, "but I have to get this done for tomorrow morning." Dad waved the papers in his hand at Mom, finishing with a sweeping gesture toward the stack occupying the coffee table in front of him. "Bill had to go to LA and this got dumped on me. I...

Every Beautiful Hour

Our names are Lee and Sara, and Anna is our lover.A few months ago, she told us she was moving back home to take care of her grandparents. They were sick, and had no one else. It was a hard for us to accept, but we knew in our hearts it was what she needed to do, and supported her decision. We had one condition, however; before she left, we got to spend 72 hours together, just the 3 of us. We would take time away from work, family, and friends to just enjoy being together while we still could;...

Brush Lady

Brush Lady By [email protected] wife spanks me, but up until this time, it has been kept as our little secret. But my wife surprised me recently when I came home from work. We were having our supper and she said, “Remember the brush man that went from door to door about thirty years ago?”“Yes I do,” I replied.“Well he has been replaced by a woman who sells brushes and other things. Her name is Sue and she dropped by our house today. She told me about her products and her new product...

Brushing Mom 8217 s Hair part1

Mom’s door was open and she was sitting in front of the mirrored dresser brushing her hair. Mom was dressed in a pale blue nightdress I had seen before, though I could only see the bit covering her hips and the lower six inches of her back; the rest was covered by her hair.”That’s so sweet,” Mom said as I put her mug down on the dresser in front of her. “Will you stay for a few minutes with me?” “Sure.” I took my mug over to the bed and sat down, tossing the tray behind me. I sipped hot...

Brushing Mom s HairChapter 2

I didn’t avoid Mom the next day. Not on your life. At breakfast and dinner I tried to send private messages to Mom through meaningful glances but she was oblivious to every one. Not once did I receive an acknowledgement of any kind. Mom didn’t flash me a secret smile or glance, or avert her eyes in sudden discomfort upon interpreting an uncomfortable signal. She was the same mother I had known every day of my life. I hadn’t known what to expect. At first, I was apprehensive because I thought...

Brushing Mom s HairChapter 6

I slept in. Mom and Dad were already downstairs and were just finishing breakfast when I stumbled into the kitchen rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Mom was a picture of wholesome health but the girlish braids were unable to hide her underlying sexual maturity. She wore a khaki hiking outfit with a loose-fitting shirt made of that quick-dry material and a matching pair of shorts. The the shorts fit snugly around her hips and bottom and though the legs were a little loose they were quite...

Crushed Escalation

Sequel to Crushed Developed, Same day of recovery._______________________________________________________________I thought I meant what I said about being a nudist around my dad's house but not even lunch came around that I wore my pj's again. For the next following days I been trying to avoid my dad and he seemed not to notice how I been staying in my room a lot on my insecurities near him. I really love my dad but what happened before all of this started gives me the shivers. My dad touched...

Crushed By Stranger 8211 Part 2

Hi guys and girls, after your good response on my first part, I want to reveal little more of my secret to all of you.After the first hot session with that stranger, I found his name – Rahul, how does it matter, what matters is what next after that session. After I got my first ever fuck with a stranger I was very confused next morning, didn’t know what is going to happen and was feeling guilty as I should not have done with a stranger and mainly another person than my husband. Next morning I...

The Hour

Once a year every year for someone that comes of age they are granted a special hour long pass in which, short of murder, they cannot be prosecuted for any crimes committed. As you can imagine bank security has stepped up greatly and most women and lots of men are quite capable of protecting themselves so violence is not as overt as it is today. Where do you stand in this? You are a cubical monkey, you life revolves around a small computer and the endless crunch of numbers and symbols. Day in...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 6 SamanthaChapter 15 Like Sands Through the Hourglass

August 4, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “Boss, Penny just called!” Terry grinned from my doorway on Tuesday morning. “And you’re standing there, why?” I chuckled. “Call when Amber has a little brother or sister!” “I will!” he grinned. I picked up the phone and dialed Kimmy’s desk to let her know so she could arrange for flowers, and also record Terry out on ‘«pappaledighet»’. I finally heard from him about 8:30pm that Amber had a baby brother, Andrew, who they would call Andy. I called Kimmy...

ConvergenceChapter 19 Sand in the Hourglass

Professor Bran Hawthorn silently cursed the delay caused by Building Security. He rubbed at his eyes, tiredly, waiting for the beep that meant he was allowed to enter the building. For the umpteenth time, he questioned his decision to take a sabbatical from Rice University to work in the Albuquerque labs. However, Kim said she needed him. Bran hadn’t been able to deny his niece anything since the day she was born. He snorted derisively at himself. “Beep,” the small speaker announced,...

Happy Hour

Men and women both have said they were intimidated by me. Actually, they were concerned, anxious with what I consider to be a very striking appearance, and, the clothes I wear to spotlight that look. Men always take a second glance. In heels, I’m nearly 5-10, with long brown hair which d****s to my bosom, an ample chest which is accentuated by a slender waist and long legs. I favor tight dresses which expose cleavage and thigh and focus on my hourglass silhouette. I don’t need a Wonder bra to...

Elegance Ch 3 The Second Hour

Sara lifted her head, leaned back slightly and looked over at Dewayne. She shook her head no. At the same time she felt a gentle tap on her bottom and sheepishly realized she was totally covering CJ’s face with her ass, smothering him. Still holding on to his cum covered cock, she lifted off him and rested her backside on the sheets next to his head. He looked up at her and took a deep breath. Dewayne walked further into the room. Sara wasn’t sure when he had entered but she knew he'd seen CJ...

All Girls Office Happy Hour

It had been a long had week at her job so her and her coworkers had all agreed that on Friday they would meet for an all girls happy hour at a local lounge for some cocktails and maybe some dancing to unwind and relieve stress , I myself was meeting some friends for a few beers after work so I encouraged her to go after all she deserved it besides I might get lucky later , my wife Marie is a sexy BBW 5’ 1” nice legs 40C tits and a bit of a flirt sometimes innocently sometimes not.Friday at...

Morning Rush Hour

Karen swayed along to the jostling and bumping of the subway, her hand tightly gripping the silver pole. Memories of the previous evening were playing and replaying in her mind. She couldn’t believe her boyfriend had dumped her by text! At 24, she was a tall woman, with long dark hair and 36C breasts. Her best assets were her long legs, which she loved to accent with short skirts and knee-high boots, such as the ones she was wearing today. She suddenly felt someone pressing up behind her and a...

My Second time Bi Experience the Second Hour

Ok, I had just had my first Bi KISS and first CUM Kiss with Tom who was just as Happy as he could be. After our kiss, he said how much he was enjoying introducing me to the Bi life. So here we stand, my chest still sticky with the random cock's cum, my head spinning a little from what I had just done to that cock...totally naked except for shoes...with Tom who was Also totally naked as well. He said "Now, where were we?" and he took my aching cock in his hand and made me sit back on the bench...

Happy Hour

Men and women both have said they were intimidated by me. Actually, they were concerned, anxious with what I consider to be a very striking appearance, and, the clothes I wear to spotlight that look. Men always take a second glance. In heels, I’m nearly 5-10, with long brown hair which d****s to my bosom, an ample chest which is accentuated by a slender waist and long legs. I favor tight dresses which expose cleavage and thigh and focus on my hourglass silhouette. I don’t need a Wonder bra to...

Joey s King For An Hour

Joey's King For An Hour(Mf)The elevator doors opened and Joey stepped in, wearing workout clothes and sunglasses."All the luggage in the car?" she asked me."We're ready to leave whenever you want.""Good." she said, then turned to the mirror and took a selfie. Friends only

A different ride at the rush hour

I was enjoying the fucking rush hour inside the subway.It was late afternoon and everybody was packed in that train.I suddenly felt a hand brushing up against my buttocks.At first I thought someone was trying to grab the pole to hold on, until I realized the hand continued to massage my ass cheeks. Being shy, I did not even turn around to see who it was. The hand slowly slid to the front of my body until it stopped on my upper thigh. I could now see it belonged to a man. A black one…Continuing...

Her Darkest Hour

Her darkest hour ... Her recollections. My Master Bill has told me to write down my recollections about the night I was my natural self and a whore of the worst kind; so here goes. As you know he took me to the woods where I was bound and gagged and fastened to a tree; well the simple act of being bound in the manner he did made me feel so sexually alive my cunt betrayed me by flooding with juices before he even touched me, I can still recall the way the binding on my wrists to my elbows...

At The MoviesChapter 2 The Second Hour

The Climax done, Jed told Ron to stay with you and he would go see how things were going in the restroom. This made you wonder, what was going on and were they doing anything to your husband, John? That would make sense. Although you had given in to these two creatures with the belief that John had asked them to force you to have sex with them, you started to wonder if they had not tricked you. Looking to the rear, you noticed Jed disappear into the lobby. Turning back to face the front, you...

NewSensations Natalie Knight Natalie And Step Dad Celebrate Happy Hour

Super horny and cute teen step daughter Natalie gets some happy news when her mother text her that the flight has been delayed. Natalie creeps on into the bathroom where her step daddy Tommy is getting dressed and gives him the good news. With an opportunity for one more fuck session she begins their happy hour with a good blowjob in the bathroom before moving on over to the room to continue sucking Tommy’s cock until it is rock hard to make sure Natalie’s tight teen pussy enjoys...

Tushy Pepper Hart We Only Have an Hour

Pepper loves babysitting for her current family. It’s an easy job and they are very generous. The problem is that she has found herself fantasising about her male boss and the more she thinks about it the more she craves it. Luckily, today is the day where she finds herself with the opportunity to make it a reality. When his wife leaves for an hour to run some errands, Pepper wastes no time in putting her plan in action. She greets him after his shower and shows him exactly what she wants....

Lesbian Love And My Finest Hour

I now held my tongue inside her as now she gently pushed back on my tongue as we fucked. Her ass was fucking me in the most dirty way. Nothing in the world has ever lured me into this type of sexual activity as this lesbian ass that was fucking my mature and loving tongue. Now was the time I remove her shorts and underpants completely. Now was the time I tongue fuck a cunt, or more precisely - time for a cunt to fuck my tongueâ€¦ Lesbian Love And My Finest Hour! I don’t always have any such...

Crush On Bakya 8211 Part 1

Hi guys, this is Madhan from Madurai. I’m a guy not with athletic build but I’m 5’6″ in height and a shy type guy.I never had a guts to speak with girls, but I’m always a guy who was filled with lust in his soul.I always fantasies about girls who are conservative and use to masturbates thinking of fucking them.Here I’m posting a sex story which is purely fictional but I wish that it could happen. Characters in this story are real and I wish everyone will like this story. Here I wish you all...

Crush On My Elder brother

Hi friends. This is my first post on this site, though I have been a regular reader. I had a crush on my Elder-Brother, since I became conscious of sexuality. Though the age-gap between us was four years, i.e., with his being older to me by four years, he has dominated my passions, filling me with his thoughts and dreams. I want to share my passion for him and my most recent and most memorable mating with him. Briefly, I can trace my relations with him since my teens. One night, I had gone off...

Crush on my Teacher

Chapter 1: My first time When I was 15, I had a huge crush on a teacher of mine, He was tall, sexy, cute, charming, and had a body that was just absolutely perfect. He was 29 years old, married, and had one daughter. He was also black, and I'm not sure to this day if him being black was part of reason I desired him. As for me, I was around 5' 6" tall, 127 pounds, long brown hair, green eyes, avrage body, somewhat flat chested, but I had what I considered to be embarassingly long...

Misfit Hours

Misfit Hours I slow to a stop to allow Rita to gain some distance. It's a pleasure just watching her walk plus I want to see her reaction to the kind of attention she draws now. She's still learning how to handle it and needs the practice. The tight pencil skirt, the tailored cotton blouse and even the 4" pumps suggest a smart business woman who's taken off her suit jacket for a nightcap. The seamed stockings, perfectly aligned with the thin heels, and the long red nails flashing...

Brushed

The day she touched me was the day I started to feel. She brushed by me in the public library. She didn’t say a word. She didn’t turn to look at me. She kept on her way. Her long red hair swaying with each step. Her clothes fit her body perfectly. The 100% cotton held her curves and sweetly hugged her skin. Her perfume left a trail from my arm, where she brushed by me, to behind the book shelves and past old magazine racks. I stood there in a daze, imagining an apology. How she could have...

Brush Fuck

My buddy, Gary, and I were eating lunch at the local sandwich shop when we overheard a couple of Texas ladies talking about wanting to see some bears and such. Gary and I sensing a chance to make a few dollars introduced ourselves and offered to take these ladies out to see some bears. We knew the bears would be digging in the landfill about this time and the landfill was closed because it was Sunday. The ladies husbands were off somewhere and were pretty happy to have something to do. Texas...

Brush Karte Huyi Chut Chusai Or Ratme Jamke Chudai

Hii it’s jeev here. Fir me apke chut ko garam or lundo ko pura khada karne aya hu. Thoda mere bareme bata deta hu. Me jeev hu pune,maharashtra se. Average body he lund bhi apke chut ko satisfied karne itna layak he. Ab story pe ata hu. Apne mere pahle do story padhe hogi to apko pata hoga ki me kitana mere mami keliye diwana hu. Meri mami housewife he or use me bahot barr choda he abtak. Jab bhi me mere mama ke ghar jata hu to unko chode bina nahi rehata. Wo bhi mere lund ko apni chut me leneme...

72 Hours

Annie had thought about her actions for quite some time and it was with a little regret and a lot of anticipation that she took Dan up on his offer of showing her the ropes, as he put it. She knew that he didn’t actually mean ropes per se, but she hoped that he did.Annie was open to suggestions, as many suggestions as Dan could propose in the intervening seventy-two hours that she had available to her; the time between her husband going away on a business trip and coming home. He was going to...

The Next 48 Hours

It was a cloudy Saturday morning when best friends and roommates James and Dwayne were chilling at their dining room table, drinking their morning coffee. "Happy birthday, my dude. Sucks that your dirty thirty is in the midst of this pandemic. Woulda been hella nice to have taken you and the friends out to celebrate." James said while sipping on his warm brew. "I did get you a gift, so I guess it's not all bad." "Bro, I told you that you didn't have to get me anything. It's...

Two Moms Two Laps Two Hours

"Harold, this is crazy! We're never going to fit all that in the car."I had to agree with Mom on this one. We were shutting down the summer cabin early, and as usual, it meant bringing home lots of gear that had migrated there during our multiple 'mini-vacations'. Unfortunately, Dad's workload had exploded with a new contract, and it was unlikely we'd get back out to the house again that summer.This season we'd accumulated more than ever. The coolers with all the game meat were the main...

Seventeen Hours

Seventeen Hours By Belle Gordon "'Bye dear" I said dutifully kissing my wife on the cheek, "I should be back tomorrow evening at the latest. I'll call you if there is a problem. You know which hotel I'm staying in?" "Yes I do." "Good; sure you'll be alright?" "Yes of course I will." She said with a touch of irritation. "You know perfectly well that Sophie has a friend from college staying so I won't be alone." As I turned to go she said "Good luck with your speech,...

Brushing Mom 8217 s Final Part

Father’s Day. I was up early, in more ways than one, but I wasn’t the first one, at least in that other respect. Both of my parents were up, already finishing breakfast when I arrived in the kitchen. Mom smiled at my surprise to find them both up so early. Only Dad seemed surprised to see me. “Oh, good morning,” I said. “What’s up?” Before either of them could answer, I followed up with, “Happy Father’s Day, Dad.” I rushed over and bent down to give him a big hug. Dad clasped me back in a...

Brushing Mom s HairChapter 3

Mom had gone all the way. Well, now that she’d been mine, she’d be available whenever I wanted her. So went my false male logic, or at least the limited logic of an inexperienced young man. Of course, things turned out to be a little more complicated than that. The next day was Sunday and I expected to have access to Mom as soon as I could pry her away from Dad. It was a beautiful, sunny morning and Mom matched the day with white shorts and a multi-colored knitted top made of a stretchy...

Brushing Mom s HairChapter 4

Would I like to learn how to braid Mom’s hair? Well, yeah! I looked closely at Mom’s hair the next morning while eating breakfast. Her hair really was beautiful, a slightly wavy chestnut brown that fell a third of the way down her back. The swirl of her mane about her shoulders as she moved around the kitchen made my dick tingle and I loved it when she pulled her hair back from her face, tipping her head to let if fall over her shoulders. I could hardly wait until tonight when I could get my...

Brushing Mom s HairChapter 5

After that, I had to get out of the house. It was just too hard to hang around watching Mom without touching her. So I left. I called a couple of buddies but they were already doing stuff and I didn’t actually feel like company anyway. I needed to be alone and ended up taking a drive in the country, following secondary and even gravel roads through rolling hill country. It was a good choice. My thoughts of Mom intermingled well with the music on the ‘Classics’ station that played vintage...

25 hours

25 hoursPART 1Click, click, how many times have I reached this point in self bondage and desired a session that will last all night, how many times have I had an orgasm and then escaped, how many times have I broken into a hot sweat and panicked and escaped, how many times have I been to uncomfortable and bored and then escaped?.I have set the parameters of my own destiny and I alone will suffer at my own hand. And I want to suffer, panic, and be afraid, fear is that the key?I masturbated...

Twenty four Hours

Men are so funny. All that macho and bravado and arrogance, it’s a wonder they can accomplish anything. I don’t know why they can never admit when they are wrong. If Jesse hadn’t been so intent on proving his manhood, he would have never even dared to challenge me on my knowledge of Stevie Wonder. Come on now, e’rybody with breath in their lungs should acknowledge that I am the Queen of all Stevie knowledge and I keep a running catalog in my head of albums, songs, lyrics, release dates and...

That Adventurous Day With Five Men In Fifteen Hours

That Adventurous Day with five men in fifteen hours.-Part 1 My name is Latha a 30 year old widow with a two children. My husband died two years back in a car accident. I am working as a clerk in the office of a school for the past one year. My parents in law live in the adjacent street close by. I am very attractive with fair complexion ,beautiful face, sexy breasts and ass with lot of flesh.This is a story of one adventurous day in my life ten days back when I enjoyed sex with five men at...

Just twenty four hours

I’m hoping that writing this will help get it out of my mind. Not so much a story as a fantasy, with no real end, but I’d love to hear ideas to help continue my thoughts OK, last year I was in Lanzarote and mainly went to one bar. It wasn’t a gay bar as such but the guys I met were. The main 2 were about 50. Maybe mid 50s. Just normal guys. One quite tall and the other pretty chubby. I’m thinking the tall guy is quite well hung, but nothing too huge, and the chubby guy a bit smaller. So,...

Just twenty four hours

I'm hoping that writing this will help get it out of my mind. Not so much a story as a fantasy, with no real end, but I'd love to hear ideas to help continue my thoughtsOK, last year I was in Lanzarote and mainly went to one bar. It wasn't a gay bar as such but the guys I met were. The main 2 were about 50. Maybe mid 50s. Just normal guys. One quite tall and the other pretty chubby. I'm thinking the tall guy is quite well hung, but nothing too huge, and the chubby guy a bit smaller.So, anyway,...

Fifteen Hours

Boring. The highway is just so mind-blowingly boring. The miles stretch endlessly on my trip to Florida. Boring. It´s still early in the morning and I´m already bored to death. The day doesn´t look promising at all. I could entertain myself by annoying one of my friends with a long phone call. But as I rarely drive long distances and the X5 is quite new, I haven´t yet bothered to purchase a snap-in charger for my phone. And I´ve forgotten to bring the USB charging cable. So I have no way to...

Our amazing 5 hours

It was a cold Saturday when we had this wonderful experience. I'd driven over to Sophia's house on my 50cc scooter (because I was a teen at the time) at 9 am. I arrived nearly frozen because of the long drive to her house but that didn't bother me a whole lot because it was worth it to see her. Despite the feeling of near frost-bite on my fingers, the warm look Sophia gives me when I see her makes me forget all my troubles and worries. In the morning, we mostly napped together in...

After office hours

NOTICE: This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblance to any real life situation is totally coincidental.*****Rosa, an Asian American who's family came from Vietnam in the early 80s worked as an executive assistant to the one of the upper level executives of mid sized agency for economic development. She enjoyed her job, but if you got to speak with her, she would tell you she preferred to be playing tennis or at least watching pro tennis in person. Her svelte, light brown body was accentuated by...

Crushing on Kurt Ch 01

When I was invited to my friend’s twenty-sixth birthday party, I met Wonderboy. I’ve never had a guy go out of his way to make sure I knew he was interested. I’ve had guys enjoy my view. I’ve had guys kiss my cheek as if I was so attractive they couldn’t help wanting me. But I’ve never had a guy act like he really wanted to be with me. At the age of twenty-six, thinking I’m never going to meet a man who cares I exist, I stumbled upon his lap. I went to the party sure it’d be full of women and...

Crushing on Kurt Ch 02

Torture. I need the filling. Now. If I wait any longer, everyone in the house is going to get a view of me riding Kurt. Live porn. I’m sure they’d rather watch it from the privacy of their own bedroom. Too late. Kurt has unzipped his pants, and the head of his cock is visible to me. My eyes are drawn to it, and the slippery juice between my legs is dripping for it. In one swift motion, he has removed my panties. I shove him down on the floor and rub my pussy lips against his jeans. Then I...

Crushing on a straight

Tick, tock, tick, tock. Glancing for the eleventh time at the clock, you couldn't hold a deep, bored sigh. On your table, a piece of paper was laying, waiting to be collected, graded, and given back later. Having finished a test too early and now having to wait for the bel to ring was desperately dull, and you had but one wish: for it to be over already. The closer summer was getting, the longer the class days seemed to get, and the harder it was to stay focused in class. Added to that the warm...

Crushing the Last of his Ego

He stared at the clock in kitchen watching the second hand revolve and thinking about the importance of every second. Mistress was sleeping soundly while david prepared Her breakfast: strawberries, a cheese and mushroom omelet, freshly squeezed orange juice, toast, and coffee. She had trained him to put the food on the table exactly ten minutes after her alarm went off, and the timing could be tricky. Start cooking too early and the hot items would get cold, but start too late and Mistress...

Crushing My Crush

Hi, guys of indian sex stories dot net, my name is Chitran and I live in New Delhi and I want to share a story and it is based on real events but little changes have been made for privacy reasons. To start with I am 22 years old and a law student. This story takes place 4 years ago. It was just a month before my 12th boards and I have been stressing a lot over it. Students were allowed to stay back in school to use the library or the science labs etc. I had been staying back after the school...

Crushing Cousins Part 8

As I lay there under Kathleen I tongued her arse, as I had been told, my early revulsion at performing this task long since passed by the desire to please her. She was my ideal woman, tall, stocky and really quite cruel, I fancied her and would have walked across broken glass if she told me to. I was also listening to their conversation, as Janet squeezed my balls making me wince and every so often.Janet whined, "I don't know if I should fuck him, he likes that and I really like hurting him" !...

Crushing Cousins Part 7

As we ate our fish and chips the girls teased me constantly, asking me why I liked them sitting on me, which one I fancied the most, what things they had done to me did I really liked. I was blushing constantly and remonstrated that with Nan poorly we should all be behaving, to which they both burst out laughing. Kathleen said, "Oh come on she is a stroppy old bag and none of us even like her. This is probably the first good thing she has ever done for us as it means Jan and I have got all...

Crushing Cousins Part 6

We had no sooner got dressed and tidied the mobile home when Kathleen suddenly said, "Shit they are back already, their car has just come through the gates". My dad was the first to come in and from the look on his face it was obvious something was wrong. As the others entered we were summoned to sit down as they had something to talk to us about.While they were out they had phoned the home Nan was in, to be told she had taken a fall, badly cut her head and been taken to hospital with...

Crushing Cousins Part 5

As I was about to leave the bathroom Kathleen called out to me, "Come on David lunch is ready and don't even think about putting any clothes on, we haven't so you can't either". I entered the lounge where there were sandwiches on the table and Kathleen was sitting on the bench seat on one side and Janet was sitting facing her. Kathleen patted the bench next to her and ordered me, "Come and sit next to me David, I want to see what my heel marks look like now". Still embarrassed at being in the...

Crushing Cousins part 4

My mind was in a turmoil, here I was with my 2 older cousins cousins both naked as I had imagined them to be so many times. The only trouble was Janet was sitting on me with her legs outstretched and I was torn between the suffering I was feeling from her squashing me into the caravan floor and the fact her immense breasts were only a couple of feet from my face. Kathleen who was sitting cross legged next to my head was threatening to stand on me in heels and although she was not as fat as her...

Crushing Cousins part 3

As Kathleen was undressing Janet got back up to a standing position and suddenly dropped back onto my body forcing the air from me with a loud gasp. Kathleen laughed, "I love it when we make him grunt, keep going Janet" and Janet carried on, again and again she stood up and dropped her chubby arse hard onto my body. When she finally stopped and settled to just sitting on me Kathleen was leaning on the table stark naked watching and laughing at me trying to suck in in with Janets weight on top...

Crushing Cousins

They say early experiences shape our psyche and in my case it is certainly true. My fetish for being pinned down and sat on by larger ladies was started during my mid teens in the 60's and influenced me enough to lead to my marrying to a much larger lady and subsequently becoming her "Squashtoy". As the smaller, subservient one, I and spent many hours of being, squashed, facesat and performing long arse worshipping on her and latterly her best friend.As I said in an earlier story I was always a...

48 Hours

Author's foreword: In every city, in every community, there are stories we've all heard. We call these stories Urban Legends. You know what they're like; something fantastic happens to somebody's cousin or to a friend of a friend, but not to anybody you can point to and say 'It happened to them.' 48 Hours Juno Reeves Copyright 2003 For a long time, I've been hearing an urban legend that is unique to the TG community. There is a drug (they say) that will turn any man into a woman...

30 Hours

As I sat in my car in the dark hotel parking lot my heart raced. I thought over the online correspondence that had led me here. It started out with a personal ad. Then a few emails. Then some online chat. And now I was just moments away.The sun had set hours ago and lot was mostly dark. There were other cars in the lot but not much was happening. It was one of those cheap hotels where the doors were right on the street so you didn't have to go through the hotel to get to your room.My heart had...

The longest 2 hours

I was 17 at the time and attending an all boys school. It was a monday morning, the beginning of another long week at school, when I drove through the gates on my bike and made my way to the parking area next to the athletics track. As I parked my bike, I realised how late I was for class so I quickly made my way around the back towards a shortcut I sometimes made use of. When I was late I would usuallt sneak through the back door of Mrs Keys' classroom, which at that time of the morning was...

After Hours

The patrons had gone, the door was locked and the dwindling embers of the fire were slowly smouldering on the grate. This is one of my favourite times of day at the pub. I have time to reflect on the day, have a smile at the ever changing oddities that is tending bar in an Irish pub, sipping on a pint of my own, now that my work is done. The lights were dimmed enough that the Garda don't suspect any after hours selling of alcohol, but up enough that I don't stumble over the furniture.Suddenly,...

Prom Ch 04 The Midnight Hour

Authors Note: ‘The Rachel Chronicles’ is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel’s head. Further, the stories are...

Changes in an Hour

I shivered, not from the cold, but from what I planned to do in but a few minutes time. I had been planning this for months; I had prayed about it, I had thought deeply about it, I had read up on the subject, and I had asked my friends about it. Most of my friends had accepted it; one or two had tried preaching at me and a few had told me about how they already knew. I hoped my parents fell into the latter group; it would make this far easier. My laptop, sitting open on my desk,...

The Witching Hour

My parent’s died in a car wreck when I was six. My only living relative was my Aunt Amethyst but I always called her Amy. I never liked going to her house. It was scary to me. It was an old Victorian house that had been in the family since the 1800’s. There were four stories to it. On the bottom floor was the main living area with massive rooms. The second floor had four bedrooms with a full bath in every room. The third floor was just one huge open room with a bed sitting next to a cathedral...

Alone after office hour

That evening after working during a very heavy long day, I was still sitting behind my desk. I was really tired, but pleasantly so. My thoughts wandered away from work as I stared out the window overlooking the city lights.It was late and everyone had left the building, like Elvis…It was my favorite time to be alone in my office.I closed my eyes for a moment; but I then heard an unexpected noise coming from the hall. Probably would be one of the cleaning ladies, making her way through the...

After Hours

Lesbian, Finger Fucking, Insertion, Anal playTrudy is left in charge of a restaurant clean up with a new nerdy employee after hours. Trudy can’t resist Georgia’s young shapely body. She wants to push the geek girl to new sexual limits but what is she unleashing?You know you want to be anywhere but here. You know you still have too much cleaning to do before you can leave. You know you are resentful towards your boss for rushing off and giving you the responsibility of locking up. You notice...

Visiting Hours

Visiting Hours By Robokun It was the first time she had smiled since the accident. The long months of medical prodding, the x-rays, the humiliating sponge baths, and the fearful, worried looks from her Husband were now seeing some hope of conclusion. The news was good. She had healed without complication, and nothing would remain of the accident except bad memories and soaring car insurance. It was good to smile. Her life would be hers again. Soon. The Smile turned from...

Twenty Four Hours

Barb checked her watch again. She was where she was supposed to be, although she had arrived ten minutes early. For the umpteenth time, she wondered how she lost the bet that put her in this position. She didn't regret making the bet, but she still couldn't believe she had lost. She checked her watch again. In two minutes, it would be noon. If she truly went along with the terms of the bet, in two minutes she would become his plaything. In two minutes, she would have to do as he commanded for...

Office Hours

I sipped my coffee and started reading the paper again. It was supposed to be a simple assignment about The Scarlet Letter and how Hester is depicted in the novel, but as I read through this student's essay, I could hardly make heads or tails out of it. She had gotten all the characters wrong, for one thing, but most importantly it read as if it was written in an entirely different language. I asked her to come to my office hours to speak to her about the paper, so that perhaps she...

The Best 13 hours

I am a 28 year old and live alone in my small house, and have just got a girl as a tenant for making up for my expenses. She lives on the first floor and me on the ground.She is not a head turner when you look at her first, but when you get a closer look, you ll find that Nidhi is damn attractive and sultry. Her black eyes, her thin yet delicious lips, her sexy feet, and her darkish and such smooth n sexy skin.The more you look at her, the more you would desire her on your bed, her soft hands...

24 hours

24 hours 24 hoursChapter 1 Jill knew she had fucked up, leaving the safe house to get a pint of milk on Sunday morning seemed so easy, and why not let her minder Sgt. Tim Roberts have a lie in.The supermarket was just a few minutes away and most of the small N. Ireland town was still sleeping. No one was in the place except one teller. She heard the door open and a few muffled words, then silence.????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ? ?? Jill reached for...

After Hours

Jessie wearily removed her glasses, closed her eyes and rubbed at her temples. She glanced at the clock and groaned. Eight o'clock, and she still wasn't done with the proposal. She reluctantly picked up the phone. Connor would not be pleased. This was the third day in a row she'd worked late. She hadn't even dialed yet when she dropped the phone back into the cradle. She sighed deeply and turned back to her computer. No sense starting another fight. They'd been having too many of those...

Not Many Hours

From the train window, Mike Spar admired the rising hills and pine clad mountains of the Swedish countryside. He was on his way north to show three novice archaeologists how to start an initial exploration of a tribal village exposed by building work. At just thirty-five years old, being one of the most highly regarded archaeologists in the world could have its drawbacks.This was a beautiful country, but he’d rather be home to strengthen his relationship with Angela, a biochemist, he had been...

Forty eight Hours

Sincere thanks to my editor Bobash Finney. I welcome the feedback. ***** CHAPTER 1 ‘Hey, are you OK?’ My best friend Jackson asked. ‘You are not thinking about her are you?’ He asked as if reading my mind. ‘No.’ I lied. ‘I’m good. Just mediating on my assignment for the next days.’ He looked at me intensely, as if not believing a word I just said. ‘I’m good.’ I said with more emphasis, hoping I sounded more convincing. Truth is I was not good. I was indeed a mess. I had fallen in love....

Visiting Hours

Visiting Hours By Robokun It was the first time she had smiled since the accident. The long months of medical prodding, the x-rays, the humiliating sponge baths, and the fearful, worried looks from her Husband were now seeing some hope of conclusion. The news was good. She had healed without complication, and nothing would remain of the accident except bad memories and soaring car insurance. It was good to smile. Her life would be hers again. Soon. The Smile turned from joy to relief...

After School Hours

Jack Moriarty sat alone in his classroom and sighed at the amount of exam papers and work books he had to mark. He was sure he had less the previous day and the pile had not been touched; he came to the conclusion that they simply must come alive at night and breed with each other, creating a thousand more papers for him to mark. The room was dark and only dimly lit by his laptop, generating enough light for him to see just how much he fucking hated his life. He began checking his emails,...

In the Small Hours

In the small hours By Rachel Saunders The moon shone bright through the window as I mused. An angel was here lying next to me gently breathing. I thought about the previous week. I thought about all the emotions we had experienced today, and how wonderful it was to meet someone like her. I had met Kate online the previous week, chatting to her on MSN video. The first thing I did was make her laugh with all the silly jokes I had learnt. I always used comedy as an ice breaker and...

24 Hours

As she lay sleeping, In one powerful moment he wraps he hand across her mouth like duct tape and plunges his cock deep into he 24 Hours Part I ? sfcitydom ? 2005 As she lay sleeping, in one powerful moment he wraps his hand across her mouth like duct tape and plunges his cock deep into her. As his weight presses into her, she is startled awake. He can tell she is confused, surprised, and wet. He wraps his hand with her hair as if he was riding a bull and he leans in and whispers: ?Good...

After Hours

You realise instantly the seemingly demure Ms Georgia is a perverted hidden slut. We just donâ€™t know do we; unless we make the move. Yet if we ask politely, we are usually rejected as timid. We initiate filthy touch andâ€¦ You know you want to be anywhere but here. You know you still have too much cleaning to do before you can leave. You are resentful towards your boss for rushing off and giving you the responsibility of locking up. You notice young Georgia, who only got the job at Marty’s...

Crushed By Stranger

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Crushed Developed

There's nothing sexual much on this short story. Since this incident involved with my f*ther few weeks ago.___________________________________________________I gotten extremely sick and weak from all these medications my doctor prescribed me that all I could do is lay in bed. What happened was I fell down the stairs at home while carrying my laundry and I fell and roll really bad I was taken to the hospital with some major broken ankle and fingers and neck. It was and enough I was knocked out...

Crushed My Crush On University Roof

Hello, everyone. This is a virgin attempt to pen down my indian sex experience on this website so pardon for any errors. A brief introduction to begin with. I am a working professional, 23 years of age. I have been reading ISS for quite a while now so thought that I should give it a try as well. I am a decently built guy, 5’8″ in height. So starting with the story, back in 2013 while I was in my final year of bachelor’s, I had a crush on the girl named Kainaat. Everyone knew she was high headed...

Crushed By Stranger 8211 Part 1

I am sharing this experience with you which I never thought of experience in my life. I am living in Mumbai with my husband, we live in Vasai and his office is in Bandra. It is very different life in Mumbai. Anytime rain too much traffic and travel time is killer, but lovely city to roam around. We didn’t plan for any kid since 4 years of our marriage. We two are alone at home so I use to wear all kinds of short cloths. But when I go our for shopping I try to wear full cloths. My husband got me...

Crushed on the Inside by the Outside Part One Born at Thirteen

PLEASE NOTE - All characters in this story are fictional, and thus any resemblance with real people is entirely fictional, and I apologise in advance. I hope you enjoy this tale, and please review when finished. I would love to hear any comments. It has been broken into more digestible chunks, making it easier read for some people.Anyway, enough of this mindless banter, let us continue with the story CHAPTER ONE-SELF REALISATION Black. Not even a colour. However it was...

Crushed Between Her Breasts

Was this really the place? Nancy McCammon was looking at a small New Age shop on the corner of two narrow streets. 'Crystal Soul' was written on the door in bright pink letters. Whoever owned it had to be a complete flake. Still, Paula had said it was the place to go so Nancy put aside her reservations and walked through the door. A little bell tinkled overhead. A strange woman in a heavy black dress that looked like it belonged to the last century looked up at Nancy and smiled. "Ah, you...

After Hours

I sat frozen at my booth, struggling to catch my breath. Frantically, I began scouring the room, desperate to find clues as to what had just happened. I was lost. I heard a voice behind me. "Welcome aboard." It was her voice, sweet and cheerful. The waitress who was serving me earlier. Kendra, I think her name was. Blonde, beautiful and friendly. It was starting to come back to me. My memory of the night finally rushing through my head again. "Think. What just happened?" was all I...

Mr Wong s Happy Hours

Today three young girls had been executed by hanging: a drug dealer, a murderer and a prostitute hung side by side in their white short sleeved dresses which all the condemned women had to were during the execution: with their white socks and sandals they looked almost like nurses or school girls. Only the rough ropes with the thick coiled nooses formed a brutal contrast to the almost idyllic picture. Joshua entered the platform and examined with obvious joy the three hanged girls. All three...

Those missing 3 1 2 hours

You will want to have just read my first ever story, "My Initiation", before you read the following, my second: I understand the missing 3 ½ hours left some of you ‘wanting’. Sorry, if I left you mid-masturbating with nothing to keep you going or take you over the edge. Well, let no one say I don’t know how to finish. ……………………….. Fortunately, my receptivity level for something kinky was as high as it had ever been because what I was about to experience was more than I think most of us could...

After Hours

After Hours by Alina Aamustorycodes: F+/f, bdsm, D/s, bond, gag, oral, spank, reluct/cons, XI checked that nobody was inside or coming in and locked the door of the diner. I felt a slight jolt of expectation and arousal in my stomach, just as I had every night for the past couple of weeks. This might be the night.I drew a deep breath and reminded myself that it was actually quite unlikely since we hadn't managed to play her into our bag, even though we had tried every night. The excitement...

A Deadbeat s Diary One hell of an hour

This story is as real as it gets. I dedicate this true story to all the guys out there who want actual real stories of guys fucking real women. At the time that this story begain, I was sneaking around on my ex. If you ask just about any man who is a pro at cheating, he will tell you that a woman who can keep her mouth shut is the most important feature that he looks for in a side fling. About 6 years ago at the age of 32 as I was breaking things off with my ex girlfriend. I was...

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