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We were seated in a booth at the college-town’s one 24-hour restaurant. My view was of the cash register and the work space where the waitresses picked up food from the kitchen to deliver to customers. As we waited to order, I could not help but notice the great difference between the wait staff at this joint versus similar in other cities. Usually you got middle-aged, washed-out types to jail-house tattooed single-mom types but not here. In this town where the small college dominated all,...

Short Film Audition Turns into Sex Audition

How producer, Director and the Teen artist used me while having my audition for short film [email protected] %MCEPASTEBIN%

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Shorts with Liz

Over the time we had our affair Liz and I had many meetings. Some were longer than others but many were of a short duration. As I said in first story she was insatiable at times and wasn't averse to taking risks which I found quite exciting too and also took these risks. The following is some of these short and sometimes risky meetings.Liz and Ellen, my wife, the youngest of Liz's k**s, and myself, went down to the beach at the lake. It was a beautiful hot day and there were lots of Mums and...

The Girl with the Golden Hair

The day ran blue with chilling color. Tiny circles of steamy breath encircled our heads as if we had become angels of ice. I turned to Boo who stood stomping her feet and shoving her hands into the deep recesses or her pockets in an attempt to warm them. Her collar stood up against her cheeks and framing her face was a cherry-colored scarf that twined and turned itself about her neck until it completely removed all thoughts of icy penetration. Her long brown coat swept across the top of the...

Hair

Hair? by Bashful e-mail : [email protected] Joe was looking at him self in the mirror one morning and dreaming about the days when he had hair on top of his head. Joe was also tired of having to scrape hair off of his face every morning. Well, what's a guy to do? Just then, a young woman dressed like a Genie appeared next to Joe in his bathroom mirror. Joe spun around to look at who had come into his bathroom. No one was there. When he turned back to the mirror she was...

I am my hair

I am my Hair: Looking back to when the idea of feminizing me first came to my girlfriend Leah it started innocently enough. I was a wannabe rock star and I wore my almond hair long. We were in a restaurant with her friends Danielle and Jordan. Like Leah, they were both platinum blondes and had had a string of boyfriends who cared about sex but didn't care too much about intelligent conversation. Leah and her friends were hairdressers and were what most men would call bimbos. I...

With a flick of her hair

She was wearing a black pencil skirt. I was wearing a black pencil skirt too, and I couldn’t help commenting. That’s how it started. That kind of innocuous comment you give to a friend of a friend. Her pale blue eyes shone in the lights of the club as I complemented her. Unlike me, she was heavily made up and dressed all in black. Her low-cut top left a decent view of her C cup breasts. She had these incredible lashes that brought out her blue eyes even more. I had lost my friends in the club...

Hair

Her hair is damp enough that even in this pale light it’s two shades darker than normal. Its sweat-soaked strands cling to her back, weighed down upon her pale skin. She breaths heavily, but with a kind of composure. Even in this state of fatigue she keeps her wits about her. Never letting down her guard, not truly. She just trades the full mask for a smaller one and tells me it’s the real her. There’s not point in arguing. If the only time you can have a woman, truly have a woman, is when she...

Hair

Hair: Catherine was my first girlfriend. On our second date I asked her why she split up with her last boyfriend? She said: "He had girl's hair." "What do you mean?" I asked. "No boy has shoulder length hair. If he did he may as well wear a dress and make-up. I like my man to be a real man with short hair." She replied. "I have long hair!" I said. "Yes, but you are different," she said. "His was really long." She came up behind me and felt my stomach. "You really...

Wish Shift The Wind in Her Hair

Wish Shift: Chapter Twenty The Wind in Her Hair Year 1 A.S. Day 112 Jenny was sitting outside at her usual table when she finished up at the institute. It was getting pretty hot, but there had been a nice wind blowing today so she just decided to walk to Java Jolts instead of calling Derek to let him know that she had finished a little earlier than she expected to. She had seen when Mindy had ducked back into the office to let Derek know when she sat down out front and he was out...

Light Skin Long Hair

Snap! Alexis posed for yet another selfie, this time pouting, showing off her plump, juicy lips, wearing her signature pink color. The light shade complimented her yellow-golden skintone very well. Her dense head of long natural curls was styled up into a bun. She was wearing a skintight hot pink dress and was all primped up and ready to go to the nightclub with her friends, who would be coming by her apartment any minute. Right as she was snapping another, her friend Bria walked right in....

The Triangle of Hair

Lois had not intended to take in a 'lodger', but following the departure of her husband and the rather liquid circumstances of her casual position, she could not think of any alternative, also it was going to be reinforced by a girl friend who knew that she was desperately lonely. "Try it Lois", her girlfriend had said one evening as they sat in one of the local coffee shops. "Your husband was a real bastard and you could get a lodger that would make you forget how you were treated; maybe...

Shorts in a Bundle 2 Ana s Anecdote

Achoose Powder: Ana and Tony Dee Cypher Part One Tony looked across his desk as a rolled a pencil between his fingers, bored with another day at a job he wasn't in love with. Sure, selling insurance paid the bills, and he loved being able to work with people on the reg, but it definitely wasn't a thrill-a-day. At 28-years old, Tony was doing just fine in life. He was able to pay off his student loans from college within five years of graduating. He lived on his own a few hours...

Mona Lisa Life 1983 Big Shoulders and Big Hair

Mona Lisa Life 1983: Big Shoulders and Big Hair By Heather St. Claire "I love the big hair, I really do, but oh, the big shoulders! Shoulder pads? For women? What do they think we are, football players?" Claire was enjoying a lazy Sunday afternoon one fine spring day in 1983 with her life's companion, Melissa. They were sipping coffee and leafing through the latest fashion magazines. Sitting on the table next to Melissa was a recent gift from Claire: a brand new novelty called...

The Chair

Jenny had built the chair herself, from strong oak, and heavy metal brackets. The chair itself had taken her over three months to make. Hard wood is not so easy to cut when you’re just a female, with no real strength.But the hardest part was the seat, or almost a seat. The centre of the seat was a large circular hole, very much like an old commode. But there was no bucket under it.The finished chair had been seeped in baby oil, rubbed in, and more added. Fingers would now glide along the...

The Wooden Chair

The Wooden Chair 'Get your filthy hands off me...Jenny...JENNY! HELP ME!' Samantha Lewis screamedin terror and fury as two of the Internal Security officers manning the roadblock dragged her from the battered hire car. Jenny Ondougu didn't answer;two other officers had grabbed her too; thrown her to the ground and one ofthem had his fingers digging into her throat so all she could manage was afeeble, strangled gasping noise as she threshed around on the dusty track. Minutes later the two women...

The Chair

As soon as her parents drove away, Laurie McKay crept into their bedroom to search for the key to the closet. Being a curious girl, she wanted to know what kind of strange object they had stowed away in there. Whatever it was, her parents considered it such a secret that they didn't even speak openly about it in front of her, even to acknowledge its existence. It was up to Laurie to find out what they were hiding. She knew only what she had picked up from fragments of conversation that she...

The Woman In The Blue Chair

One particular evening I recall distinctly. It was a beautiful, clear summer evening. I had walked to a local bar after work to have a few drinks with the guys and shoot a little pool. On my way back home, I walked passed an apartment building adjacent to my own. As I passed, I heard the distinct sounds of sex coming through a partially open window. It was clearly a woman. Though I am no ‘peeping Tom,’ my curiosity began to get the best of me. The fact that I had a few drinks in me no...

The Woman In The Blue Chair

During the early seventies I was a young man still in my twenties. I was on my own again after my short-lived first marriage and living in a fairly nice apartment complex in a small city. Though a bit depressed after the break-up of my marriage, I did find a certain amount of solace in my work and I did make an effort to get back in the dating scene. A friend of mine had found me a job working for a surveying company and I enjoyed the work. The pay was fairly decent and I was always an outdoors...

The Massage Chair

Introduction: A woman, her son and a chair that causes orgasms THE MASSAGE CHAIR My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one...

Kat and the Electric Chair

I was married, twenty-something years ago, to a woman named Kat, and she was the hottest women I ever knew. She was about five foot four inches tall, with dark brown hair, brown eyes, broad cheek bones, an exaggerated hourglass figure, and small but perfectly formed breasts. Her lips were unusually full, and soft, with a pleasant pinkish tint to them. I had no problem with her looks, and other guys found her attractive too. I would sometimes enjoy watching as their eyes tracked her as she...

Dentist s Chair

*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Arthur Petitjean wanted to groan, not so much from the pain in his mouth, but from the boring topic of conversation Dr. LeMoine droned on and on about as he drilled on Arthur’s tooth. That was the problem with Dr. LeMoine. The man was a good and thorough dentist and seemed to be a very compassionate man to all his patients. But the problem was, the man was about as...

The Massage Chair

My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one of those full-body massage chairs they sell in the malls. It came with...

The Wheel Chair

Introduction: They were having a yard sale – His wife wheeled me home The Wheel Chair I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the...

The Chair

I walk into a room where eight men are seated on three couches arranged in a “U” shape. In the centre of these couches is a very comfortable looking contour chair in black leather. This chair is a couple of steps up from the floor where the couches are. Not quite a stage, but most definitely the centre of attention. Three track lights illuminate the chair, while the rest of the room is dimly lit. I am what these men are waiting for. They are all dressed casually, a couple smoking cigarettes,...

Scenes The Chair

Scenes - The Chair By Ewa Andersson Yesterday I came to this farm together with my husband. He talked to the owners, and then left. I was ordered to undress and put myself over a punishment horse covered with leather. This being something I couldn't force myself to do rendered me being forcibly undressed by two other men and thrown over the punishment horse, strapped down, and then severely punished by spanking. The morning of the second day I was again ordered to remove my...

The Wheel Chair

I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the 2nd floor of my house. I wheeled myself over to my big king size bed, and fell asleep...

Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. Every...

The Chair

The Chair Getting old can be such a drag. Even for a cross-dresser. Joan was at that stage of life when cross-dressing and bondage usually went away. Sex drives were supposed to slow down. But apparently hers was not playing by the rules. She still wanted to see a Mistress and experience a session. The problem was that her body was not cooperating. Things were just wearing out and with her arthritis, she hurt enough so that most typical session events just could not happen. No...

Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. ...

The Chair

Introduction: His mom and memories gone, an aunt comes to his aid. Authors note: Im calling this my two year anniversary story. Its mostly aunt/nephew, with mom/son mixed in. The Chair Chapter 1 Sharon and Nikki stumbled into Sharons front door. It was one in the morning. Both women were laughing, holding one another, assisting each other to Sharons couch, landing on it in a drunken stupor. The two friends enjoyed a night out, celebrating Nikkis last day on her job with dinner and drinks....

The Chair

He had never sat in the lounge like this before, both nervous and excited. Rather than being reclined on the sofa with the TV on as usual he was sat in one of two upright wooden dining room chairs that where facing each other at each end of the long room. The empty chair in front of him was only partially illuminated and mostly in silhouette by the light from the fire crackling in the fireplace, otherwise the room was dark but for a couple of candles It had been a long time since he and his...

Shorts Lu

I first met Lu at University. He was hunched over a book in the lunchroom, sitting alone at one of the long wooden tables we used in Dennison Hall, adrift in the noisy, boisterous world around him. I saw him more and more over the first few weeks, usually as he inched around between lectures, a book under his arm and a look of worry on his face. He was tiny, certainly not even five-feet tall and perhaps a few inches less, and his small stature was accentuated by the meatheads on our rugby...

Shorts Ryan

You are SO not going to believe what happened last weekend! Do you remember I told you about going into town with Toni? You know, to celebrate Melissa having her baby? Oh my God, he is so cute - he looks just like her, and nothing like Olly, thankfully. I went round there before I went to Toni's, it's so weird seeing Melissa being a Mum. I'm like, how can that even be possible, you're my little sister! Yeah, we went to Walkabout first, but there was this group of guys in there being...

Blond Hair

“It is only a short drive to church, and the service only lasts an hour and a half. Besides, all the guys will gripe at me all day tomorrow if I don’t go to church.” Ben was a short man, but strong. He was 26 at the time, but had worked in construction since he was 16 years old, and had grown damn strong because of it. The preacher came and went, the choir sang their songs and the people had done their weekly Christian service. The church wasn’t bad, Ben didn’t mind it for the most...

The Girl with the Long Brown Hair

Girl Meets World - The Girl with the Long Brown Hair17-year-old Maya Hart has always been attracted to her best friend Riley Matthews. She was the most important part in her life. Maya loved how sweet, funny, adorable and innocent Riley is. The two have been best friends in a long time since they were five. She was happy that Riley is in her world because without Riley in her world, Maya would be lost.It was a normal Friday night in New York. The city lights were shining bright, the traffic is...

Short Sexy and sweet

Introduction: Hey guys, this is my first go and this is something that i have been thinking about for a while. Enjoy, sorry for the mistakes. Intro: A son has a thing for little people porn and it just so happens that his mother is a little person. This is a set up for something amazing, sorry if its too long Chapter 1: Birds began to squawk, waking Jericho up. He needed his sleep, wanted it more than anything, being a 15 year old horny teenager, sleep and masturbation where the only things...

Short One

We are lying on the sofa of your sitting room. The TV is on but we are not watching it. You put the glass of red wine down after sipping from it and stare with lust into my eyes. We lean together and kiss. Your tongue swirls in my mouth and I can taste the wine. Our lips softly flow against each other and my hand explores your inner thigh. We sit up without breaking the kiss and I take off the cardigan you are wearing. I run my hands down the soft material of the top you have on underneath and...

Short Cute and SassyPart 2

I woke up this morning slightly hung over and found myself naked in bed with an equally naked Jamie. Do I have to tell you how weird that was? BUT, weird as it may have been it also just felt so damn good and dare I say it, right. That is until I thought about what bad could come out of this whole ordeal. The last thing I wanted was to loose her as a friend. I just couldn't live with myself if that happened. I was about to wake her when John came busting in. "Hey! Wake the fuck up ... oh...

The Chair

The doorbell rings, a sly smile appears over Jody’s face as she pulls her dressing gown on. She trots down the stairs after a final check to see everything is in place.Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark...

Shorts 02 The Second Time Around

‘What are you wearing?’ Heather watched the words appear on the screen, and even though she knew he couldn’t see her, she blushed. ‘Why do you want to know?’ she hedged, and waited tensely for his reply. ‘I want to see you in my mind more clearly. Your avatar only tells me you have long curly hair and you’re fair skinned. Aren’t you even a little curious about me?’ His words cut across her eyes like sharp needle points. She hesitated. How could she tell him she was afraid to let him see...

The Chair

Friday afternoon,there I was,in the chair again as I had been every week day for the last two weeks.God I was so horny!But I was no stranger to that feeling,sitting in this chair was the only time I ever had my cb3000 off without my Mistress removing it herself. I was 90 minutes into my 2 hour training session and I was really feeling it now,my cock was rock hard as always,straining for the orgasm that I knew I coundn't have,would it never learn?Would I ever learn to control my desires? My...

Anyone Want A Molded Chair

Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had shaved her pussy bald and oiled her butt with a release agent. The plaster cast looked great but what to do with it. I poured more plaster of Paris into that and made a copy of my wife’s ass that I could hang on the wall as art. The more I looked at that first plaster cast the more I thought about how uncomfortable hard wooden chairs were. I then bought a...

The Director s Chair

Night one. Megan was worried at the idea of Elaine directing first. She was nervous about the plan they had cooked up and she was hoping that she herself would direct first so she could ease into things. - her stomach was in excited knots thinking of the fact that Elaine was about to make her the centerpiece of whatever hot scene would help her get off the hardest. None of them had ever done anything like this before. Four Saturday nights. Each one of them- Megan, her boyfriend Steve, her...

The Chair

She stood clutching the edge of the counter top, gasping in a breath as she felt the piercing penetration rip through her body. Stifling a moan of despair, she wrenched herself free of the overwhelming emotions that cascaded through her at once: hurt, anger, sadness and revenge. She had just received the news from her best friend that her husband had been fucking around on her, seeing a mutual friend behind her back. What angered her the most is that she trusted this woman to be around her...

The Chair

The Chair.The wife and I are entering our seventh year of marriage. How things are going I now know the feeling of when they say you are entering the 7 year itch period of your marriage. Maybe I was expecting too much for a sex life. I guess when you have two offsprings it takes a toll on your sex life. About 4 years of breastfeeding also took a toll on my wife, her breast and me not being able to play with them because they are always too sore so the excuse goes. But she is a good mother and...

Tied to a Chair

This is a true story from a couple months ago with my girlfriend at the time. Her name was Linda (named changed to protect the not so innocent) and we had met at a house party in Europe when I was there for an exchange program. We hit it off and continued to see each other long distance over the next year. Eventually she ended up traveling and living with me at my place for a few months. Linda was incredibly sexual, had a petite body with fair skin and was naturally a light redhead. A couple...

Uses For a Wingbacked Chair

The armchair is in his study. It's upholstered in exquisite jacquard-woven fabric, with wings at the side to shield his face from the glow of the fire, propped on short, stout, sensuously curved legs, as is typical of the style.The study reflects his tastes - it's a picture of Victorian luxury - filled with objets d'art, shelves of books and rich furnishings. A low fire flickers in the fireplace, and the smell of newly - heated coal permeates the air. The Persian rug beneath her knees is an...

Elizabeth and the Chair

The chair arrived at ten o'clock this morning. I called Peter and asked him to to come over and help me assemble it, but he said he couldn't come by until after two. That was fine, I just wanted it put together before bedtime tonight.I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. It was cold so I put it in the microwave for ninety seconds while I scouted around for something to munch with it. When the microwave dinged, I walked to the basement door and turned on the light....

The Chair

"Who's my next drilling?" Dr. Cockley asked. "It's gonna be me, if you don't get your finger out of my ass," I said, trying to sound annoyed. He'd walked up behind me as I did some filing, pulling patient records, and his hand had slid up the back of thigh, under my white nylon skirt, and into my thong in half the time it takes to say it. He was two knuckles deep and wriggling his finger like a worm on a hook in the tight recesses of my anus. He knew too well what I liked. "It might...

Gymnast Jimmy and the Chair

Gymnast Jimmy and the ChairTime: Near the end of summer…Jimmy crawled into bed and drifted into a gentle sleep. His asshole and peter were softly throbbing from his latest session with Coach. He knew he would awaken tomorrow, yet again, with a special stickiness between his thighs… a heavenly mix of Coach’s and his juices. Coach was so much FUN! And Jimmy was so very HAPPY! His sweet mouth smiled as he entered his amazing dreams… of his beautiful Coach. Time: The start of summer…Jimmy...

Shorts

Inspired by Throne I decided to write a series of short pieces, trying to get a full scene or story across in just 1,000 words. It wasn't supposed to be this way. She had invited me over to her place, She had told me that she had noticed me watching her at school, and I thought maybe She was interested in me too, I had thought wrong. In my mind the word she was capitalised when referring to her, just like him is capitalised when referring to God. Another car drove by me now...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. ‘Good girl,’ he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

My Favorite Chair

“Pass it and turn it up!” She had that infectious grin on her face and reached for my pipe with her small nimble fingers.I handed it to her and without hesitation, she brought it to her beautiful full lips, lit the lighter and took a deep hit. I was mesmerized by her. I always had been. Her small frame squirmed, dancing in the overstuffed armchair and took another hit. Music. It was always music with her. Whenever she was around there was an endless supply of music she could dance to. I looked...

The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. "Good girl," he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

The Faerie Chair

The log cabin looked like a Thomas Kinkade painting brought to life. It was clad in a cloak of sparkling snow and sat nestled amongst some frosted pines. For Ben and Amelia, it was the picture perfect setting for their honeymoon. It was far away from the distractions of their hectic lives. The only thing that spoiled the picture perfect setting was the little old man dressed in a blazing orange parka and his beat-up old International Harvester Scout four-by-four in that sported the same bright...

The Chair

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness, thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who had even the most casual acquaintance figured he would fry in the chair of whatever state used that means of execution. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said, "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as I told'em, too bad." Somehow he had gotten hold of a 38 revolver and that became his best...

Grandma s Rocking Chair

She came home with one of those sick headaches that happens once in a while. There was a paleness about her that betrayed how lifeless and drained she was. He never knew just exactly what to do except quiet rest and the medicine. Today as she came in, he just went to her to help her in and she just fell into his arms and he enveloped her with his big bear like hug. He held her gently and with his hand he pressed her head into the soft cushion at the base of his neck. ‘What can I do for you?’...

The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

Daddy The Newspaper and The Rocking Chair

Daddy doesn't like it when I bother him in the mornings when he has his paper. It's not like the night times or the two weeks during summer vacation when mommy goes to Ohio to visit Aunty Deenee. Even with my cute socks on that he likes the best he doesn't look up at me from the stupid paper and I think it's stupid that he spends all the time looking at it and I wish he'd look at me instead. Daddy sits in the big chair (it's HIS chair) and makes a cigarette go without looking. I think that...

Busty Girl Banged On Dental Chair

Hello everyone. I have been following Indian sex stories since 4 years. I am sai name changed obviously and I am from Hyderabad aged 23 years . I look lean with athletic body of height 5’10 and weight 68kgs.I am cool looking guy with 6″In uncircumcised dick and I am very fond of big tits and round asses.By profession I am a doctor.The story I am narrating is about a girl named ashreya. I was doing my internship,its was in the month of February 2016,after completing college and was going back to...

The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

The Chair

I felt something soft rubbing back and forth across my lips. Regaining consciousness this time was a delight. I parted my lips and rubbed the tip of my tongue across her nipple. I gently kissed and lightly sucked knowing how much I would please her. As I was enjoying this little respite I tried to recall how many times I had been through the cycle. I tried to lift my arms but the restraints were still attached. How long had I been asleep, I wondered. I was grateful that she was allowing...

Sara s Chair

Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrato Sara shifts in her bonds, adjusting her position in the chair in a futile attempt to move her sodden sex closer to the vibrator strapped between her legs, its tip in only the most minimal contact with her flesh.? Her state of arousal being compounded by the computer screen in front of her, showing a seemingly never ending slide show of pornographic video clips.?...

Jaq And The Gyno Chair

We had chatted to Mike and Helen many times at one of our clubs, but never before had we played with the two of them.Mike and Helen are a beautiful black couple, similar ages to Jaq and myself. We had chatted on previous occasions but had never really got to know them that well. It was a Friday evening, and the club was very quiet, with only five couples dotted around the bar. Three of the couples were always together and seemed to keep themselves to themselves. Jaq and myself liked to mingle...

The Gynaecologists Chair

Juliette knew that she would go snooping. Sharon was nosy, she liked to know other people’s business. Not that she was a gossip, because she could be trusted with secrets, it was just that she liked to pry, as if knowing everybody else’s secrets gave her superiority. And that is why she left the key in the door of her and Mark’s playroom that day. It was when she took a phone call that Sharon mouthed silently as she gestured with her finger pointing upwards, indicating she was off to the...

QUEENS CHAIR

Queens Chair By Blueheatt &hellip,.I was reading a story my daddy wrote and the story was about&hellip,.me&hellip,. &hellip,.My daddy built me a Queens Chair in his tool shed. I loved to spend time with him in the big shed, so he built me a special chair. I would climb up and sit and he always had a cold drink for me. He would come over and tell me how beautiful I was and how he loved me keeping him company. He would come over and stand between my legs and we would kiss and hug each other....

My Favorite Chair

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This story was inspired by, and is dedicated to, the luscious SweetWitch. The part of the troll was played by actual anonymous public comments. I took a quick glance at the clock. Eleven-thirty. Half an hour ’til closing. God, it had been a long day. Normally, I would be pretty much done at the grill by now, and I’d be helping Cherry wipe down the counters. The last customers would be leaving, and one or two of them would stop by the counter to tell us, even if they hadn’t really liked what...

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Sara had Carol naked and strapped into the armless chair. Her arms were bound behind the chair and her legs were tied to the legs of the chair with her pussy spread wide. Sara was naked and standing behind Carol rubbing Carol’s huge DD tits and hard nipples. Then she rubbed each nipple between two fingers before she pinched them. She kissed the side of her neck as she pulled and twisted the puffy hard nipples. Then she pulled Carol’s head back and bent over and pushed her tit in her mouth and...

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It was aching. Her pussy was aching for some good, old fashioned affection, and her tongue flexed across the roof of her mouth. Practicing for when she had the pair of pussy lips in front of her that belonged to the angel across the room. Jennifer could see from here the perfect little dimples squinting as the raven haired angel laughed. Her black locks hung in a contemporary style, not attention drawing, but that was the point. She was a treasure to be earned. She had a medium frame and mouth...

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You woke up on a sunny Saturday morning. You where happy. Your new life has begun. New apartment, new job and numerous possibilities. You rose from your bed and stood in front of your full-length mirror.

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Jen knew her hubby, Vance, loved hearing about her hot past and her current hot wife adventures. She would regularly tell him stories while teasing or fucking him. Today is not much different other than he is only getting head. Today she’s between his legs, sucking his cock while telling him about her first boyfriend after graduating high school. He’s sitting on the couch, trying to maintain composure to hear the whole story. Once he cums, the story ends! Between sucking and slurping his cock,...

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I walk on set, I fix my skirt and wait for my cue. I see the cameras red light turn on indicating recording in process, I then hear my cue.“And onto Renee with the weather…”“Thanks Joe, today in Palm city, Florida it's a warm eighty-two degrees, partly cloudy with a chance of rain. As you see the temperature will remain remotely constant, staying in the eighties till around nine pm where it’ll get to a cool seventy-seven. The rest of the week is said to be sunny, with little chance of rain,...

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The room is filled with steam from the tub... you have been soaking in it, enjoying the warmth spreading throughout your body... every movement creates waves that wash against your body... time flies, but soon you have to go, soon step out of the water... the tight feeling around your neck reminds you of it, reminds you of what you need to do...You move your hand lazily up to feel it, the leather Laing tight against your skin... the metal ring, normally cold to touch, now warm from the bath......

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Sara had Carol naked and strapped into the armless chair. Her arms were bound behind the chair and her legs were tied to the legs of the chair with her pussy spread wide. Sara was naked and standing behind Carol rubbing Carol's huge DD tits and hard nipples. Then she rubbed each nipple between two fingers before she pinched them. She kissed the side of her neck as she pulled and twisted the puffy hard nipples. Then she pulled Carol's head back and bent over and pushed her tit in her mouth and...

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More to come/unedited so far The heat of our lips coming together, the feeling of my hand running up your leg surging through your body. An electical current running from one end to the other as heat surged through you, a yearning blistering as you want more. Pushing forward into the kiss, arms wrapping around me and pulling me body closer as your leg presses against my private area. The feeling of me partially hard and growing hard against you calls the back of your mind as you want me...

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I smoothed down the front of my piny. My uniform was looking sharp today. Mistress told me I must look my best for this special day. But that’s all the information I had been given. I picked up the tray with mistresses breakfast and started the walk up stairs. My hands were trembling with anticipation. I pushed open the door to her room. I was greeted by her beautiful smile and a gentle wave towards her breakfast table. I put her tray down and stood back waiting to be dismissed but the...

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Fast asleep. So deep. Resting. Peaceful.Completely dazed.There's only one problem...you are in the middle of a terrible dream.... and it won't end. Every bad scenerio from your week, your fears, your anxieties are playing out in your head. And it keeps getting worse, the further you slip into you it.You're so tired you aren't waking from it. You want to wake up, in your dream thoughts, you think "get up!" but you're too exhausted.I had kept you up sooo long last night. Making you eat the...

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After last night I doubt I would ever speak to him again, everytime I thought about it my heart raced and my blood boiled! Sitting in my friends lounge room I was explaining the nights happenings and how Joe had accused me of fucking his cousin after he'd left the club which was a complete lie and was only almost a blow job in the back of a black cab one night when I dropped some change and bent over to pick it up, to which said cousin pulled my pony and pushed my face into his crotch, I could...

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He was soft against my lips. Slowly getting stiffer. My mouth couldn't get enough, I wanted all of him. I took him in. I sucked gently. He moaned. He stiffened more. I ran my tongue around his glans. He twitched. He stiffened. He moaned softly. He wasn't hard yet, but he was getting there. I gently wrapped my hand around his shaft. I stroked him softly while I gazed at his cock. His beautiful cock. I kissed the head. Again. He stiffened. I took his head between my lips and slid him in and out....

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Here are some stories of some habits of men that I had sex before.ANAL ONLY MANI used to have a relationship with this man that was only interested in fucking my ass. I met him because he used to give me a ride after an ongoing event that lasted around 6 months. He would always give me indirect compliments and talk sexual things to me. I think he was afraid to be more direct because I was much younger. One day after one of these events and he would take me home like always we finally kissed in...

Short but sweet

So we arrange to meet, and you suggest getting the train so im all for it and plan to meet you at my station.You text me to say your on the train and i get on and find you standing waiting for me. You come in close and wrap your arms around me, and i cant help but be taken in by how wonderful you look and smell.You take my hand and say you got a carriage already for us.you lead me in and sit opposite me which i think nothing of. we talk about all sorts as we are going, and then you suddenly...

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i would meet up with u in a hotel bar where we would kiss and flirtover a few drinks then we would go back to the room,where once insidewe would kiss deep and slow with lots of tounge,as we hold each othertight and my hands running all over your body...then i would slowlytake of your blouse while kissing you all over,then take of your braand gently kiss and suck your nipples,then run my tounge down yourbody and take of your skirt,and panties leaving you only in stockingsthen lay on the...

Short Strokes

BUFFETED Wave upon wave Unfurls upon the shore, White spumes Flooding golden sands; Before this splendor, I stand, Erect, wondering how, again, I find in everything A metaphor for your burial Deep inside my ass. HARD LOOKS When I look into the looking-glass, A lass, and not a lad, looks back; We see what we need to see, Just as we are what we need to be. TARGETED I target you, your hair of gold, The honey color of you flesh, Knowing you are ambrosia, Whether clothed...

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