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Sunday night delight

So it was Sunday night about 6. I went in to the Steam works, got a locker, stripped, and went to the back wrapped in my towel. I love to go to the bull pen area when the men are on a walk around platform that puts their cock about mouth high. Convenient. Almost immediately I had some dude with a large and already hard bone step up end put it in my mouth. I worked on it for several minutes until it started to quiver. Always a good sign. Then he stepped back and said “Do You Swoo”? ...

Sunday With My Aunt

Sunday lunch time was always my favourite time of the week because it meant lunching with my mother's sister, my Aunt Rose, so punctually on the dot of twelve thirty I rang the bell on the front door of her imposing old house in one of the better parts of town. At forty two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she's never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would. "Ah David" she smiled on opening the door,...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 6

Christmas is really the only time my siblings and I, Kevin Connors, find ourselves together in our parents' house. This particular year, Patrick was bringing his steady girlfriend, Marie, before driving away the day after Christmas to her parents' place. Seemed it was getting serious between them. I was somewhat surprised that my parents assigned them the guest bedroom, leaving Lorraine and I to fight over the remaining bedroom with a double bed. We tossed a coin and I lost. I was not...

Sunday Funday

"Oh yeah? That's awesome, I for sure wouldn't recognize a celebrity if I randomly ran into them. Ha! Well cheer's thanks for the drink!" James said as their glasses clanged. A shot of Fernet on a Sunday morning, James thought with a smile. It was only his second month being in a new town and being able to converse with new people over a simple football game felt nice. "I'm Rodge by the way." The man shifted his arm over. "Jim, nice to meet you," James said reaching out and feeling the...

Sunday s Child

Sunday's Child By Ginny Wolf And the child that is born on the Sabbath day Is bonny and blithe and good and gay. Diary Entry: Friday, February 22, 1924 This day I turn 78 years of age. I feel fortunate to have lived such a long life. However, I must unburden my soul before I die which may be soon, given the weakness of my heart. What follows here, dear diary, I swear is the God's honest truth, no matter how strange it may seem. I began keeping this diary on the day I became...

Sunday Morning

Chapter 1 It felt so warm and cozy cuddled together as we slowly descended from the high of our wonderful lovemaking. We were snugged under a sheet, me with my feet sticking out and one leg over Mark's hip with his damp cock resting on my other leg. "Mmm, I just love our Sunday mornings. No rush, rested-up, your nice hard-on in bed next to me; it's just perfect." "Well, it's not quite so hard now. That was nice, Deb, really nice. I love us being together. That we found each other." "Mmm, yes,...

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Sunday MorningChapter 1

It felt so warm and cozy cuddled together as we slowly descended from the high of our wonderful lovemaking. We were under a sheet, me with my feet sticking out, and one leg over Mark's hip with his damp cock resting on my other leg. "Mmm, I just love our Sunday mornings. No rush, rested-up, your nice hard-on in bed next to me; it's just perfect." "Well, it's not quite so hard now. That was nice, Deb, really nice. I love us being together. That we found each other." "If you're nice...

Sunday Part 1

“Good morning!” she said, blue eyes beaming. She was already in a new bra and underwear, and she appeared to have washed up from the night before which was weird because I didn’t hear her get up this morning. “My turn!” she said playfully, excited to get started on her day of payback. We agreed that Saturday I would be in control, and Sunday she would take over. She wasn’t wasting any time. She tied my wrists tightly to the head of the bed and tied my ankles similarly to how I tied...

Sunday Bruinch with Honey

Chapter 5 – Sunday Brunch We pull into the Holmstead’s long driveway and when I see the neatly manicured lawns and big house, I’m glad we chose to bring the sports car rather than the van. Mike greets us at the door. “Come in! Come in!” he booms. “Gloria’s out back”. He leads us through the beautiful high-ceilinged open great room to the lanai where Gloria is fussing over a large table laden with food and two covered stainless steel food warmers. “You’re here! So glad you could...

Sunday afternoon Sex Party 1

Absolutely cracking day for some outdoor sexual activity It is a while since we had friends round for a Sunday afternoon pleasuring. The weather last year meant that we were not able to use the garden but had to stay in the house. I always feel that it is better to be outdoors when naked as it is much more natural Anyway this year we had our first of what we hope will be several sessions. Most of them are well established friends and both Julie & I have, on different occasions, had...

Sunday afternoon Sex Party 0

Absolutely cracking day for some outdoor sexual activity It is a while since we had friends round for a Sunday afternoon pleasuring. The weather last year meant that we were not able to use the garden but had to stay in the house. I always feel that it is better to be outdoors when naked as it is much more natural Anyway this year we had our first of what we hope will be several sessions. Most of them are well established friends and both Julie & I have, on different occasions, had...

Sunday with Larry

James Jimmyson felt better. Soon James Jimmyson had a runny nose, dizziness, and a decrease in semen. James Jimmyson stood up and experienced a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. James Jimmyson noticed he’d had an erection for four hours. “Damn dog” though James Jimmyson, “I’ve got a runny nose, dizziness, and a decrease in semen. I stood up and experienced a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting and I’ve had an...

Sunday Morning 11am

HE LAY WITH his eyes closed and took inventory. He didn’t feel too bad considering, a mild headache which could go either way when he grew brave enough to open his eyes. Thank God it was Sunday and he could enjoy the hangover if it kicked in. He lay on his side facing away from her, facing the window. He opened his eyes and blinked at the corona around the blind. He had no idea of the hour since daylight broke early at this time of year. He blinked again several times but the bleary haze...

Sunday Morning Pt 01

This is part one of at least a two part submission. In this episode, the first person perspective is that of Mr Adams. The plan is part two will be from the perspective of the young David as his romance with Abbie continues. ***** Early Sunday morning. I sit naked watching the sun rise over the small lake. Next to me lies someone who only recently entered my life. At my ancient age compared to her youth, I wonder over the splendor of the night just spent. Only 19, only two years out of high...

Sunday afternoon with 2 shemales

It is Sunday afternoon and I had a rough night. Ricky has been away for 3 days on business. I have been horny all night and morning. I used my toys but I need a warm body. A cock. I called Mark and asked if he was available but he told me was working a double shift and wouldn’t be finished till the morning. I called my girlfriend Carol and she told me she had a male friend coming over and plans on having a great time. I called Ricky and told him of my problem, I needed to get fucked and I...

Sunday Morning the Aftermath

Sunday – the aftermath I woke up Monday morning after a long night of dreams. The front of my underwear wet and sticky. Wet dreams, like a teenager. At least I was lucky in my dreams. Reality was a frustrating bitch. My dreams starting coming back to me. I could see Mrs. Richards under me. I remember taking pleasure watching my dick push those big lips apart and then slide all the way in. She was tight and moaning. I doubt the dream was a long one. In any case, now I needed a shower and fresh...

Sunday Service

Matthew F. X. Fitzgerald’s morning erection hovered over the sink as he leaned against the vanity. A pair of brown eyes stared blankly back at him from the mirror. Blink. He popped the toothbrush into the brass holder and wandered down the hallway, trying to tuck his stiff joint back into the fly of his pajamas. Damn annoyance, he thought, a waste of good wood. He wondered what his wife had gotten into so early on a Sunday. This was the one day of the week he could sleep late. Yet, somewhere...

Sunday on Sticky Street

SUNDAY ON STICKY STREET NUMBER 1… “Bitch” Michael said to Sam. ‘You acted like a real slut last night, I thought we were going out for a quiet drink.” “A quiet drink at “The Beating Bishop.” You’ve got to be kidding, there’s no such thing as a quiet drink at the “Bishop” on a Saturday night, you know that. Besides, you got on very well with that Highway Patrol man didn’t you!”Sam replied. “It wasn’t him,’ Michael replied, ‘it was all that lovely leather.” He giggled. “Besides, he was much...

Sunday Church Bathroom Delight

Jesus Christ the sun went through her dress exposing her fine ass to me who would have believed..She is a beautiful lady as I see many others think she's ugly fuck them ...I seen what lies underneath that dress her tits and ass small but sexy her mind her heart and devotion to the man who dares make her his.That day at church I knew I had to make her mine ..It first started by me opening her car door as she was dropped off by her parents..I was 26 she was 18 in high school senior year me...

Sunday night at the pub

Annie and Emma were spending the weekend at my place. Cold, snow outside spend most of the weekend at home either snuggled up in front of the open log fire or in my big bed.Sunday night time to venture out to my local pub just down the lane, two minutes away.We arrived in time for our booking and ordered a bottle of Sancerre to start with. Annie was beautiful as ever, revealing short black dress backless and almost front-less too. Just about covering her boobs, well until she moved!! Emma wore...

Sunday Humiliation

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon in the lead up to Christmas. I was on xhamster, watching a gorgeous dominant she male putting her boi toy through his paces, and obviously wishing it was me in his place.i decided to call a gay chat line I had used before, you tend to find there are few genuine callers on there, it's mostly married guys wanting to wank themselves off while they talk to a gay guyHpwever, I have had a certain amount of luck on there, so I decided I'd give it a go.after a few minutes...

Sunday Afternoon

I’d woken up feeling sick and with a hard on. Last night I’d found out that my Dad was having an affair with my mate’s mum, and then I’d fucked her. The whole thing disgusted me but I couldn’t get the picture of her covered in my muck, her fat tits on show and her cunt flaps pouting for the world to see out of my head. I had a quick wank and then got up.Dad was in the kitchen doing a fry up and Mum was hanging some washing out in the garden. “Morning son, did you have a good time at Mark’s...

Sunday Morning Workout

The sun was shinning down, it was a warm summers morning. Walking through the park in the early hours of a Sunday morning was just what Kimmie needed. Birds singing and the faint smell of the dew.Finding that nice quiet area she loved Kimmie settled down on the bench. It was a little damp but she was not worried, adjusting her skirt and hold ups to get comfy she undid a button on her blouse to let in just a little cool air. She opened the bottle of water she had in her bag and took a mouthful...

Sunday Morning Shopping

"God I love this" she giggled as they walked through the car park. He held her arse cheek in his hand as they walked. "Its my favourite bit of the weekend" he whispered in her ear, and glancing down he could see how hard her nipples were. She always felt sexy in that dress, and they both got off on it - men and women would sideye her whenever she wore it. As they passed the ticket machine he put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her, filthy thoughts drifting through both of their heads. She...

SUNDAY MORNING COFFEE

My wife and I are at IHOP having coffee one Sunday morning a few years ago with my brother and his wife. There is a couple, man & woman, sitting at a nearby table.I have made eye contact with the guy a couple of times. He is really good looking, about my age, clean shaven, grey hair, glasses & neatly dressed. I pointedly made eye contact and then looked over to the washroom door. I was sure he was listening to our conversation so I told this joke:Three men, a Jew, a Muslim & an...

Sunday session with Sheila

On Sunday morning i went to my neighbour Sheilas house for a promised liaison. Sheila is a 67 year old widow that i have started having some fun with. I arrived at her door at 8am for our planned shenanigans, Sheila answered the door in her dressing gown and ushered me in and upstairs to her bedroom. Once in the bedroom she ordered me to strip and lie on the bed. My clothes were discarded quicker than i ever thought possible and i lay back on the bed propped up on the many pillows. Sheila...

Sunday Comes

>>>>>After having watched my wife fuck another twice the week before, I anxiously awaited Sunday, when our new friend would stop by again. The fact that my wife had met with him without me on Friday and never mentioned it, made me feel funny, but it was still making me horny as hell. Scheduled to have dinner at 6:00, Greg showed up early. It was just past 4:00. He nodded at me when he came in and...

Sunday with the neighbours another true story

I had always had a thing for the woman next door. Her name was Sandy and she had the best body a man could want, a true MILF. She worked as an accounts assistant for some small business locally, she was always immaculately dressed with make up and hair to match, a true looker. She was around 40 at the time, same age as my wife Suzy, I was just 30, a toy boy to the red head temptress Suzy. We were very friendly with the neighbours, Sandy’s husband Ted was a great guy, loved a drink and the finer...

Sunday Morning Makes Our Clothes Fall Off

Damn it has been a long weekend. I have been in this house since Friday night without really talking to anyone. I woke up this Sunday morning, lonely, horny and a little depressed. I felt like just staying in bed but knew the dog would be leaving little surprises for me if I didn’t take him out. I got up, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and threw on a sweatshirt, warm up pants and a jacket. I stepped out of the room and called for snoopy. As I walked out I was shocked. You were...

Sunday Treat

For once the sun was shining on a sunday in England.My wife suggested we drive out to a country pub and have lunch. Sally, wore a white lace top and a white skirt that finished just above her knees. With a matching white satin bra and panties. For a lady of 45 with a good figure she looked great.We went to a pub near a lake and had a nice meal in the garden. I found it arousing that some of the men near us kept eying her up ,when their wives were not looking. I told her that she was getting...

Sunday Afternoon Blow Job and Cock Ride

It was a wet rainy Sunday afternoon. The XXX movies were all the same and I began napping next to my man friend, Vinay... He was sleeping from the early morning activities, practicing for his big Monday Night Football game.. Vinay stood 6'6" inches tall and had a buffed and well steeled body. His best asset was his cock, it was 13" long with a girth of 8" ... Man, I loved sucking his cock... His shaft always managed to get passed my vocal cords without me gagging... Well, this afternoon, his...

Sunday with Friends

I have been best friends with Mike for close to 30 years and me and the other guys would always abuse him about his cock size but one thing was for sure he would always get some pretty girls. Mike Married Carol, she was tall, green eyes , brunette who was very pretty. I never really gave any thought about Carol sexually , I guess since she was my best friends Girl and always just looked at her as pretty but nothing more.One Sunday afternoon Mike invited me over to watch the Football games and...

Sunday Afternoon

I’d woken up feeling sick and with a hard on. Last night I’d found out that my Dad was having an affair with my mate’s mum, and then I’d fucked her. The whole thing disgusted me but I couldn’t get the picture of her covered in my muck, her fat tits on show and her cunt flaps pouting for the world to see out of my head. I had a quick wank and then got up.Dad was in the kitchen doing a fry up and Mum was hanging some washing out in the garden. “Morning son, did you have a good time at Mark’s...

Sunday morning

Sunday morning with a man orally caressing my cock has got to be one of life’s greatest pleasures. The moist succulent lips, kiss back down my rampant shaft, softy kissing. Hot breath bathes my scrotum, shrivelled and thick from a slight chill in the room.The tongue lightly licks at the thickened sack and then ascends along the side of my shaft, dragging his tongue in one continuous lick. Upon reaching the apex, he circles the spongy head, dragging his teeth against the sensitive flesh. Closing...

Sunday School

A Sunday School teacher was speaking to her class one morning and asked the question, "When you die and go to Heaven, which part of your body goes first?"Bethany raises her hand and said "I think it's your hands Miss""Why do you think it's your hands, Bethany?" asked the teacher.Bethany replied, "Because when you pray, you hold your hands together in front of you so God must takes your hands first.""What a wonderful answer!" the teacher exclaimed. "What does everyone else think?"Young Timmy...

Sunday morning

Sunday morning with a man orally caressing my cock has got to be one of life’s greatest pleasures. The moist succulent lips, kiss back down my rampant shaft, softy kissing. Hot breath bathes my scrotum, shrivelled and thick from a slight chill in the room. The tongue lightly licks at the thickened sack and then ascends along the side of my shaft, dragging his tongue in one continuous lick. Upon reaching the apex, he circles the spongy head, dragging his teeth against the sensitive flesh....

Sunday

This Sunday was spent all day in bed with my fuck buddy. I lost count cumming. Picture this, my ass in the air, rope, and our cum all over my body. He asked me not to wash so by the time it was over I was so overcome with the aroma of it all. He gagged me with his cock more than a couple of times. I prefer a man to come on my tongue not down my throat! Jesus! But it was all good. I like to taste it. He tied me down on the bed and blindfolded me and fucked me so hard. My pussy was sore all day...

Sunday Morning Chapter 1

I love to write stories with other people, and this one is no exception. I typically don't post these because they can be considered more fap material than actual stories, however this story felt different. I wrote this with my friend, and unlike most stories, we took our time, though some may disagree and call this rushed. We tried our hand at mixing in suspense, and I feel that it works. We didn't make a hard effort to polish this, so if there are grammar mistakes, which there...

Sunday Morning Chapter 2 Part 1

We decided to split this chapter up into two parts to make things more enjoyable. I like how this one came out. Characters are showing their true colors now. Part one centers on Allison and Tyler while part two will concentrate on Alison and Camilla as well as bring more of this world into the light. Anyway, like always, thanks and comments are always welcomed. Ideas and suggestions too :3 Chapter was proofread by Luvbuster. Sunday Morning - Chapter 1.5 By: Fire Fly and Rin Ariel...

Sunday Morning Chapter 2 Part 2

And here is the continuation of the previous mid chapter part. As always, like and comment. We really appreciate it. It gives us motivation to move forward with the story at a steady pace. Also, thank you Luvbuster for proofing! Sunday Morning - Chapter 1.5 By: Fire Fly and Rin Ariel was trying to keep the events of the past from her mind while she stayed with Camilla. She had convinced herself that it was all a dream, and with how Camilla was acting she was hard pressed to think it...

Sunday Thunder

Hi readers, I am new to ISS.I Have been reading this site for 5 years, now decided to share my experiences for you. My name is Aswathy, call me achu. 27 year old hot sexy lady. My figure is 39-26-38, little heavy. Now going to share story of my first group sex, that gave me courage to enter into the world of group sex. This is happened 9 years back when I was 18, just after our marriage. And I became pregnant after it, and gave birth to a child. I don’t know whose child is it. But mu husband,...

Sunday Morning Chapter 6

It was Saturday, and yet Tyler was wearing his Sunday best. He wore a white, button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He also wore a red tie and dress shoes. His hair was combed, and his face was cleaned. Looking in the mirror, he felt uncomfortable in these clothes. Spending most of his time in female clothing, he began to notice how rough the material was in contrast to some of the silk things he wore for Allison. That wasn't the only reason why he was uncomfortable. After what...

Sunday afternoon with 2 shemales

It is Sunday afternoon and I had a rough night. Ricky has been away for 3 days on business. I have been horny all night and morning. I used my toys but I need a warm body. A cock. I called Mark and asked if he was available but he told me was working a double shift and wouldn’t be finished till the morning. I called my girlfriend Carol and she told me she had a male friend coming over and plans on having a great time. I called Ricky and told him of my problem; I needed to get fucked and I could...

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Sunday Night Blues in the Middle Class

Sunday Night Blues in the Middle Class (Redux) The people around us, whores, pimps, junkies and bums, stared in disbelief; but I was too high to care. Time flowed past, slowly, like water; I looked down, into dark brown eyes, as my slave forced my hard cock into her throat. My hand, wrapped in Jessica’s dark curls, pushed her even further and I moaned in pleasure. It was late night in the worst part of town; my back was to an empty store front, the broken windows to either...

Sunday Lunch In Bed

The sound of the spin dryer starts up. It’s part of an old twin-tub in the back yard, in the shade of the bedroom extension upstairs. This is a Caribbean island where everything is a bit rough and ready. So the back yard is part grass and part natural, bumpy stone, a bit like the coral reefs that fringe the beaches.I look out the back door through the mosquito screen and see Tamika. She’s the twenty-five-year-old who lives upstairs with her parents and her little girl. The parents own the house...

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Sunday Lunch 2nd Part

We lay back for a while ,all four of us on the bed ,happy and content though Keiths cock was still hard and ready for more . It was decided that the three of us would bend over for keith in a line on the the bed .Pam was first ,then me and last but not least ,Carol .Keith knelt behind Pam first ,lifting her sexy silky slip up and using his clever tongue and fingers pleasured Pam .Then it was my turn ,Keith hitched up my dress and his tongue went straight up my bottom hole .His fingers pulling...

Sunday night at the pub

Re-written from the original posted as posh-slutAnnie and Emma were spending the weekend at my place. Cold, snow outside spend most of the weekend at home either snuggled up in front of the open log fire or in my big bed.Sunday night time to venture out to my local pub just down the lane, two minutes away.We arrived in time for our booking and ordered a bottle of Sancerre to start with.Annie was beautiful as ever, revealing short black dress backless and almost front-less too. Just about...

Sunday and Monday

Denise liked Mindy a lot. She had been attracted to the short-haired, vaguely butch girl ever since they met at a party held by a mutual acquaintance, but at this point it was beyond physical lust. There was something about the girl's personality, the quiet energy she radiated, that Denise found herself addicted to. She couldn't put her finger on it, but after Mindy left she always found herself desperately wanting more. So they spent more and more time together, rationalizing it as just...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 11

By the beginning of March 2008 I knew, without any lingering doubt. Actually I knew by the middle of February. The niggle of worry left over from the New Year's Eve party just disappeared one morning, and I gave it another month to be absolutely sure. By March I was. I looked back on our time together since we arrived at the house just before the New Year, and it was, as always, as if we'd been together for years. Rather, it was as if we'd both been adrift for years and now we were home....

Sunday Eating Out

I was about 29 years of age on this sunny Sunday. About 2PM I decided to go out to a restaurant I sat at a table and ordered a beer. I then noticed a woman sitting at the next table in front of me. She had brown eyes and brown hair. Shoulder length wavy hair with a white streak combed across and over her forehead and swinging around to frame her face. She had nice lips, that didn't smile. I watched her as she picked at her salad and sipped her white wine. She would look up and around from time...

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Sunday night drive

Note : This story is completely fictional! It was Sunday and all day my son, Jake had been very cranky. He would not stop crying. Me and my fiance Mica had been trying all day to get Jake to settle down and have a nap but nothing would work. We asked Mica's mom, Cindy to come over and help get him to settle down to see if she could help at all. I loved having Cindy come over to help because she was such a nice lady and pretty just like her daughter. She was very slim and short and always wore...

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Sunday Afternoon at Our House

This story is complete fictional! Never try to do it in real live! “That was a delicious dinner, Monica”, my husband, Roger, complimented me. “Yeah, mom, your fried chicken beats the colonel all to hell” my son, Rick, added and laughed. “Mom, I’m gonna weigh 200 pounds if you keep feeding me like this” my daughter, Angie faux-complained. Since she weighed probably no more than 120, I didn’t think she had much to worry about. Amy, our other daughter, just rubbed her tummy and blew out her cheeks...

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Sunday Morning Pleasure

"Are you awake?" Your voice is a soft whisper. I can tell you are trying not to wake me if I am still sleeping. But an expectant undertone tells me that you hope I am awake. Or maybe I am simply hearing more than you've said. I'm not sure. The warm pressure of your body snuggling against my back is what had drawn me from my slumber only moments before your whisper, and I didn’t know if you are simply being affectionate or if you have a more playful, less innocent, intention. Nor am I sure which...

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Magd in the basement

1742/5000 This story fell in the summer with me, there is a gypsy girl in the street I’ve been watching for a long time, but not because she’s so beautiful, but because she has a big cud and tells her it’s easy to fuck her. They told me that once he had gone through the thrill of 6 people in a row for a couple of wives. I wondered when there was no one at home, then he was passing through something! But why am I cursing? I figured I’d say come over the cellar, I’ll...

Marys Basement

We ended up staying over at Mary’s place for the night. She was a beautiful woman with one of those sexy voices that could make you quiver. We both enjoyed seeing all her curves, and she had no problem flaunting them for us. Long, flowing, black hair,dark tan, and the most exquisite hour glass figure ending in a cute, little, tight, apple shaped ass. Her outfits were always the most revealing. I was hoping it would rub off on you, but I saw you looked just as hot in your tight little Capris...

Down in the Basement

I was seventeen, a junior in high school and most of my friends were the same age. Little Billy was sixteen but looked much younger because he was small and he had one of those cute boyish faces that make you look young. Because of his size he was always getting picked on. He was always getting tripped, shoved and ridiculed. One summer afternoon at the ball field I called him a little weasel. Without warning he leaped at me and wrestled me to the ground. I wasn’t prepared. In a matter of...

Miss Karens Basement

Miss Karen and I had met at a big gay bar near Washington Navy Yard and we had had a sweet experience in my car. She was telling me a story about her encounter that evening in the ladies room and I got so excited I pulled my cock out and began stroking it. What else are you going to do when your erection is tenting the gym shorts you’re wearing? She could’ve seen it whenever she looked down so I just did what came naturally. A few minutes later she reached over and stroked it and finally gifted...

A Husband Watches His Wife Get Banged From The Basement

Dan was 27 years old when he first met his future wife Katie for the first time. Katie had been a 24 year old server at a sports bar that Dan and a few of his friends had frequented. She had just started working their one night when Dan and a few of his buddies had stopped in. She was their server and Dan practically fell for her beauty almost instantly. Dan’s friends razed him all night long that there was no way he could ever get a beautiful girl like that to go out with him. Katie was a...

Alone there at the third floor basement

I glanced at the clock on my desk. It was almost past midnight and I sighed in relief; another late night at the office was finally behind me. I gathered all the papers, happy to go home. Then I picked up the phone and called my beloved hubby, to tell him I was on my way home. Victor told me to take care during driving so late.I walked out of the office, finding the whole building was mostly dark.Then I got the elevator to the lobby; the night guard was on his rounds.The garage was just across...

In the basement

I never told anyone , my mom still think i stayed to play the switch with thembut i was the one getting switchall 3 of them planed it for a week after the big bbq last weekendwhen i was the only one in a tight speedo in the poola bit older with horny black cocks half hard playing in the pool when our parents talked i bet they all jerkoff thinking of my white bubble but until next fridaymom dropping me at the house where i was invited to play nintendothey didnt loose any timei tried to ask them...

Dougie s basement

As Kurt and I got to my backyard, I announced I was back home and told Mom we were going out to the tent to sleep. It was just getting dark, so we sat in the tent on our sleeping bags and Kurt asked all the details of what happened between Dougie and I. I explained everything and Kurt was rubbing his cock like it would fall off soon. He said can we kiss like you kissed him? I had never kissed a boy before Dougie, and was getting very excited about it. Dougie was on my mind. Kurt looked at me...

Louise and me alone in the basement

With the warm cloth she carried back from the bathroom, Louise began to clean my cum covered cock. She smiled at me as I lay back against the headboard of the king size bed watching this 20-year-old beauty work on my cock cleaning it. We had just spent hours making love and fucking each other until we couldn't fuck any more, our bodies just gave out. But, now she had gone into the bathroom, to first clean her body, and then as she promised, come back and was washing my cock clean of our cum....

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Journey to His Lair Elizabeth s Debasement

Journey to His Lair: The Tale of Elizabeth’s DebasementBy SlaveWithOwner?Chapter 1:?I had a clear list of rules when I first?approached Him, the man who?subsequently fucked my mind and broke my barriers and made me His; the one to make me surrender 'my' cunt to cock. The man I now call?My Master with all the pride and passion I once called myself a?lesbian feminist.?The man?I need to serve?daily to satisfy cunt's?insatiable?craving for cummings.?It?drips always, cunt. Always needs cummings....

Sunday Morning Fuckfest

The car rolled back out of the driveway. the tell-tale grinding of the tires ringing out like bell to Zack - snapping him out of his repose. Zack is 15 years old, and like any healthy teenager he had awoken with rock-hard morning wood. He peaked out his blinds to confirm that his parents were indeed leaving, and when he saw their bumper round the corner down the street he nearly shouted with glee. He immediately began removing his pajama pants, exposing his proud, erect cock. He was only 15,...

Sunday Afternoon Fun

I arrived at Gordon’s at three as we’d arranged. He was waiting for me at the door and after parking my bicycle by the back door he welcomed me into the kitchen and made us both a cup of tea. His little white dog was barking excitedly so I made a fuss of her which she liked.We were soon chatting happily and Gordon led me through to the living room, which was spacious and comfy and we sat on the sofa. Before long the conversation turned to sex and we discovered that we’d both liked boys and men...

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Sunday Sally

======================================== Riding in the limo; Sally’ cuddled up to me sleeping... I think back to how this began two nights ago with me dreaming about her and baptizing her the Warrior Princess. The late night pick up surprised the hell out of me. Her trouble in China ranked a close second. Now, as I think back ... boy, did I ever undersell her. ... ... ... Watching the scenery go by, reflecting. More miles click by and my thoughts keep me occupied. The sun...

Sunday Morning Pt 03

This is the third installment of the continuing story of young love between Abbie and David. Things couldn’t be much better, yet much better they will get. ***** The next two weeks were filled with college preparations. Abbie was about to enter her first year of college and David was an upperclassman going into his third year. They were virtually inseparable at the lake and on campus, they clung together at every opportunity. Abbie let David review her class schedule and she learned which...

Sunday Morning Pt 02

I encourage you to read part one of the story to understand the perspective in which it was written. After you read part one you’ll understand the shift of perspective. ***** David returned from his family trip to find Abbie swimming, that was nothing unusual and he watched her as she went through her paces. The college swimming team would have first practices in a few weeks and he knew she would be very busy trying to make the team. Abbie made her turn toward the shore and noticed David at...

Sunday Morning Interlude

I awake and turn my head sleepily to see you next to me, sitting up in bed, your long red hair in a halo around your face as it fans out across the pillow. You are writing on a pad, your brow furrowed in concentration. I can feel my renewed erection pressing against the mattress and seeing you like this, deep in thought and distracted, makes me want to possess you, to have you completely. We played our waiting game, and what a delicate and satisfying game it was, but I no longer want to wait. I...

Sunday Afternoon

Ruby had been going to the community pool for weeks now, trying to catch as many rays as possible before the weather would invariably turn colder. Summer never seemed to last long enough before Fall would roll in with it's crisp air and brilliant leaves. The sun was high overhead and the water was cool and inviting.

Sunday Snack

I saw a window of opportunity to get out of the house and away from the husband. I text Mike and asked him if he could get away from the wife as well. He said yes. During our plans, he kept asking me where I was saying I was going, how was it going to work, that sort of thing. I finally had to spell it out for him: Just get a hotel room at 1:30 and be naked when I get there. His response? I can do that! It had been almost two weeks since we have gotten to see each other and we were both so...

Sunday Morning

She was stroking my cock. I pressed her to me and kissed her lips passionately. I turned her on her back getting ready to satisfy my lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweet pleasant dream…The sun was bright and shining through the window. I could hear some remote noise from outside. I stretched myself. Getting up in the morning was so difficult… It was so nice and comfortable lying under the warm blanket. But the interrupted dream still tortured me – my cock was rock-hard not only...

Sunday Morning Sex

The notion gradually dawns on me as I awoke and sense the sun outside, the curtains swaying in the breeze. I remember the previous night and smile. It was a nice party and even nicer to get back to our house. The wine had made me sleepy and the long day had taken its toll. I turned in the bed to find my wife, but she weren't there. Then I realised the steady drum of the shower coming from the bathroom. She was already up. I threw the covers back and rose, heading for the downstairs bathroom. By...

Sunday Afternoon Snack

I saw a window of opportunity to get out of the house and away from the husband. I text Mike and asked him if he could get away from the wife as well. He said yes. During our plans, he kept asking me where I was saying I was going, how was it going to work, that sort of thing. I finally had to spell it out for him: Just get a hotel room at 1:30 and be naked when I get there. His response? I can do that! It had been almost two weeks since we have gotten to see each other and we were both so...

Sunday Fun day revenge

After waking to Stacy & Ken deep kissing I was a bit ticked off. Actually, very pissed. I had told them earlier I did not care for that part. Just screw. Not hard to understand.Ken says to me "Get me hard and I'll fuck her again". As sucking cock is about all I can do now, I went for it. Play his game. Mine will come.So I hit the bathroom, wet a wash rag and clean Ken of the assorted residue. I end up kneeling on the floor with waist bent and my torso flat between Kens legs. Kind of...

Sunday fun the beginning

The table is just the right length, we knew that when we had it made. Heavy sturdy legs that could sustain all the pulling and tugging inflicted upon it, but looking so harmless in the middle of the lounge room. We both like to watch visitors rest their glasses or cups on it knowing only a short time before one of us had been strapped to it. Today that was you. Naked, waiting with anticipation and secured on your back – laid out for Me like a delicious offering. You are flat, arms secured above...

Sunday Fun At Office 8211 Part 2

Hi guys, welcome again.I got many responses from you.Thanks for all of them.But before starting this story I want to make one thing clear that I am a male and this is an imaginative story.I cleared this because many guys considered me a lady and send mails asking for fucking sessions and I also encourage you to comment on the story.So now let’s go on to the story: I get a us call now and to take the phone I lift my foot and your head get released and my foot on your dick also got released. you...

Sunday Morning

The husband spots his wife in the kitchen, she is wearing almost nothing and he just can’t stop thinking about getting into her pussy!Lena was stroking his cock. He pressed her to him and kissed her lips passionately. He turned her on her back getting ready to satisfy his lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweet pleasant dream…The sun was bright and shining through the window. Anthony could hear some remote noise from outside. He stretched himself. Getting up in the morning was so...

Sunday Morning Chapter 3

"Come on, you promised. Where you lying to me?" "Of course not, Alison, I just-" "Pweeease? Just think about it. All those pretty things you have. Do you really want to hide them?" Tyler whimpered with a finger pressed into his mouth. Alison was touching him again. She knew how much he loved just being touched by her. Not in a naughty way but she seemed to know exactly where to rub and massage to melt him. He was quick to agree to her demands. Alison kissed and thanked him, giving...

Sunday Morning Chapter 4

Alright. Here is chapter 4 of this odd tale. Hope everyone likes it so far. Still having fun with it. After this chapter, Rin and I are going to make a bit of a side story involving a character in this chapter. That will allow us to show off the darker side of this town. Anyways, enjoy the read, and don't forget to comment and leave some sort of review. Even a simple "I liked this story" would be nice to hear once in a while. We also want to make sure everyone understands this story. If...

Sunday Morning Chapter 5

The table was set by the time Ariel finished her shower. The woman had been in there for over an hour, trying to scrub away her guilt. No matter how much she tried though, the feeling just wouldn't go away. Her memories slowly returned as she was cleaning herself. The way Cassandra wrapped her around her finger... Just the thought sent a shiver down her spine. Shame, disgust, and arousal were hitting her all at once, and she didn't know what to do... "Finally done with your shower,...

Sunday Morning Chapter 7

Sorry about the long wait for this guys. This semester has been a bit of a killer, and I'm feeling sleepy even as I write this. Expect there to be more frequent chapters in the future though! As always, please comment! We love to hear your thoughts and ideas. Who knows, you may inspire some very tasty future scenes~ --- Lea was worried about her mother as she was pulled out of the room by Cassandra. Cocoa helped her relax by stroking her hair and letting her know she'd be fine "Calm...

Sunday Obedience Anal training

my Master cannot always be with me, but, if He is pleased with me, He leaves me instructions of how to masturbate for Him. He then requests i email Him details of my behaviour. If i have succeeded in obeying, i will be rewarded on His return.Dear Master,I had a change in the pattern of my day, which allowed me to come home early and masturbate for You in the way You required.I chose the two toys, as we discussed earlier. One, the very conventional, almost old-fashioned dildo. It has a semi...

Sunday Obedience

Master cannot always be with me and although it saddens me, He usually sets me small tasks to complete in His absence. He asks that i then tell Him in detail how i obeyed His order. This weekend, when we were apart His command was that i was allowed to orgasm once, but only as i drank my own urine. i adore being Master’s toilet, and i wanted Him to know that even when He is away, He is always on my mind. Let me explain what happened and show You how i responded to my command.When i ...

Sunday Morning Interlude

I awake and turn my head sleepily to see you next to me, sitting up in bed, your long red hair in a halo around your face as it fans out across the pillow. You are writing on a pad, your brow furrowed in concentration. I can feel my renewed erection pressing against the mattress and seeing you like this, deep in thought and distracted, makes me want to possess you, to have you completely. We played our waiting game, and what a delicate and satisfying game it was, but I no longer want to wait. I...

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Sunday Afternoon With Madhu

It was a late Saturday morning. I had been out shopping with my sister Madhu, or should I say “holding bags” for my sister as she went around shops. We got home just past 12 to find that the house was empty. WE both moved into the kitchen to see a note posted on the fridge door reading “Away to football, be back later”. It would be about 6pm before anyone got home leaving Madhu and myself to enjoy the house to ourselves for six whole hours. I looked over at my sister who was going through her...

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Sunday s Humiliation

She walked slowly into the room as she placed her collar around her neck, her heart beating fast, knowing that he was waiting for her. "You're late," he snapped. "I'm sorry, I lost track of time," she stammered. A long moment of silence passed before he finally spoke. "So not only are you late, you no longer know how to address me either?" She looked away as she realized her error. "I'm sorry, Master." she said quietly. "You seem to be saying alot of that lately," he responded. She stayed...

Sunday Bliss Part1

The clock on the dresser read 10.15am and I knew that church service started at 11, so I shouted to Auntie to come and help me dress. I heard her bounding up the stairs and she burst into the room excitedly and said “be quick Sally, because I have to get ready as well”What about a shower and change of underwear, I asked, She dismissed me with a wave and snarled, “If you make us late my girl, you will regret it later” and proceeded to dress herself, her ample breast’s looking enormous in her...

Sunday Creampie

Angie didn’t like doing it. Standing there in front of her boyfriend Rick and his friend Luke, her breasts exposed, and her voluptuous 36 inch D cup breasts unhooked from their bra and sagging onto her chest every so slightly she wasn’t particularly happy. At least she wore a set of pantyhose, nude in color to stop her being totally naked, but still her 38 inch hips were clearly defined as was the small patch of pubic hair on her pussy. From the waist up though her narrow milky white 32 inch...

Sunday Afternoon

Chapter 1 I write this in my kitchen, my laptop open before me while Nicole sweats out her tardiness in my bedroom. Soft whimpers permeate from the slightly open door that exposes nothing but darkness and the subtle creaking of the furniture her body shifts against, searching for elusive comfort. She arrived later then expected and I had begun to grow impatient. After an hour and twenty-one minutes I had begun to assume she had chickened out again. I greeted her sourly at the door sourly...

Sunday

Louise was a tall blonde girl, slightly under 5'10" in bare feet, and built to match. She was twenty two years old, and as far as her family was concerned, she was a hairdresser, and a very good one at that. What none of them realised, was that for the previous three years or so, she had been a photographic model. At first, this had been fairly discrete, but within about six months of starting, one of the photographers had managed to persuade her to go topless. She'd been reluctant to do...

Sunday AfternoonChapter 4

So we woke up the next morning together. As in "we're gonna be together" together. Here's where the fun comes in, you know, when two people who've never lived together find out who does what in the morning, who's not a morning person, how her routine and my routine are going to mesh. This is, of course, one of those "make or break" things in a couple's designs on permanency. I was into the bathroom first, not giving it a second thought, and was standing in front of the toilet peeing...

Sunday MorningChapter 2

"So, the next day, he comes home with a box of condoms. I had wanted us to have sex and now I was faced with the reality. He was, for a sixteen-year old, very well-endowed and I had given him hand- and blowjobs 'til then. "When he comes home with the condoms, I immediately wonder, how am I going to get that big thing inside me? Sorry, hon, but at sixteen, he was bigger than most guys." "Meaning me?" "Aw, that's not fair. I love every inch you have. No comment." "Hmm, okay, then...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 3

The people I was going to see were a small but growing advertising agency. I wanted some discrete advertising of my services. I had discussed it with them on the phone, and they had sent mockups by email, but I wanted to meet them face to face, and see the stuff in the flesh, so to speak. I thought that with tweaking, a contract would take two days to finalise, and so I booked Thursday afternoon and all day Friday with them. I booked my train, getting a ridiculously low first class fare by...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 4

For the rest of June I heard nothing from Nicola. It was a relief, though I thought about her often in passing, usually while out running. At first I wondered what was going on in her mind to do such things, then later if she came to mind, I wondered what she might be doing, and whether she had at last decided to settle for her two-year boyfriend. After that she came briefly to mind every now and then; a memory and no more. Over the next months, the markets were jittery as banks crashed and...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 7

After breakfast we all set to to clean the house ready for the feast day, and after coffee I made to leave. Lorraine joined me. "I'm coming too," she said. "I'll disappear if you need me to. Moral support." We walked; it was not far. We entered the pub, which was not very crowded even though it was lunchtime. We looked round and found her. She saw us and gave a half wave and a half smile. She looked uncomfortable and uncertain. We went to her table and before either of us could speak...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 8

Nicola and I walked to Nicola's car, arms round each other. She kept hugging me to her. "Come to ours," I said as I opened her door for her. "Tomorrow, Christmas afternoon?" She nodded. "What are your plans?" she asked. "Staying till Saturday and then driving back. You want to come back then as well?" "Yes please," and she smiled that smile, reached up and kissed me. I kissed her back. It was gentle and affectionate. "Will you have some room in your car for my stuff? It...

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