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Playtime Stories 23 Mistress rsquo Anal Devirginizer

Playtime Stories 23 Mistress’ Anal Devirginizer Mistress Genella told me to clean up and re-paint my face for the session. I darkened my rouge and made the silver on my lids more vibrant. I added more thickness to my dark lashes and re-glossed my dark red lips. I still wore the black leather collar and cincher. My black sheer stockings were still in good shape and my strappy patent leather heels were now clean again. I adjusted my black full-cup Lycra bra and my shoulder length gloves. I...

Playtime Stories 22 ndash Mistress G rsquo s Slave

Playtime Stories 22– Mistress G’s Slave I crashed at the motel and was surprisingly well-rested when I went to work. Once at work I began counting down the minutes till I would submit to Mistress Genella. I’d decided to tell my boss I’d away from the office following up on business. I left at lunch.At half-past one in the afternoon I arrived at the doorbell I was told to ring twice. I was greeted by the driver from the other night and guided upstairs to a changing room. I remitted the...

Playtime Stories 22 ndash Rest Stop Action

Playtime Stories 22– Rest Stop Action I drove into the rest stop and tried to park in the same area I had been in earlier but it was still full. The van that I’d seen earlier was still parked there but all the other cars seemed to have changed in the last hour. I circled around once again and could not find a spot anywhere near the area I needed. The only area that was well lit was the restroom and tourist information area at the middle of the rest stop and the entrance from the highway. I...

Playtime Stories 21 ndash Mistress G

Playtime Stories 21– Mistress GEvery once in a while I need a little discipline. I have a couple of Dominant ladies that I see semi annually. Each offers something the other does not. Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of...

Playtime Stories 17 BBC Afternoon Delight

The second in a short series of stories set in the IE. This one was INTENSE. Enjoy and please comment!Playtime Stories 17 - BBC Afternoon Delight I put a prostate stimulator up my ass and moaned. My dick jumped and I smiled at myself in the mirror and called myself a fucking slut. I jacked myself a few times and nearly came. I wanted to save my orgasm. I had so many possibilities and so many ideas of what to do for the rest of the day and the night. I liked my lips and preened in a...

Playtime Stories 15 ABS Wildlife

As usual, a hot mix of real experiences and fantasy. The part that is fantasy would surprise you- ENJOY and Comment please!!15 Playtime Stories 15 – ABS Wildlife “Just another trip to the arcade” turned into a very memorable time. I was away on business at a convention and very horny. I hadn’t been able to indulge in nearly a month and a half. The first night of the trip I had been fairly lucky for a Wednesday. I had done a lot of cock sucking, but as a guy. Thursday afternoon I still...

Playtime Stories Ch 11 Carla the Theater Whore a

11. After I was done stage fucking the nice-tiitted dirty-blonde school girl in her thirties, Carla had lined up some more meat for us. She’d been “working” the crowd while I had the blonde bent over on her knees. Carla and I sucked off about three more cocks each before the crowd waned. It was late. Carla offered to take me to her place and although I really wanted to go, I had to make sure I made it to my meeting on time in the morning. I knew it was past three o’clock in the morning. ...

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6. A lot of my playtime is at night. I start in the afternoon and get partially dressed in lingerie, heels, and makeup, and start to play around. I watch some porn get on an adult phone sex chatline on the female side and get nasty men and even a few freaky women off over the phone. Almost every time I am on a chatline I meet T-gurl lovers and occasionally I’ll put together a play-date. It’s a little risky, but it is very exciting to have a stranger knock on your door and expect nothing...

Playtime With A Sissy Part 1 How I First Started

Playtime with a Sissy - Part 1 How I first started By Lisa Jade I enjoy dressing men up in sissy clothes. I suppose "enjoy" is not really the right word to use, as for me the experience is very much an absorbing sexual adventure, to which I have now become totally addicted. I know that I get just as much excitement and stimulus from our sessions as my poor sissy does. In fact I usually end up being wetter and in a bigger mess than he is. So let me take you back to when I first...

Playtime with a Sissy Part 2 Brazilain Wax

PLAYTIME WITH A SISSY PART 2 BRAZILIAN WAX BY LISA JADE The day started and ended with a Brazilian waxing. For me that morning, it was a fantastic experienced as I had my first total denuding. Then by late afternoon, it was my poor sissy Kera turn to have his pubic hair waxed and removed, by yours truly. I felt so fresh and clean as I left the beauty salon. Just walked back...

Playtime For Babygirl

I lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...

Playtime In The Locker Room

I see you when you come in. My attention isn’t even on the door. It is like something, I don’t know, like instinct or intuition that makes me look. It is like the whole place just stops for a moment, just for you.Imagine my surprise when you come out of the ladies' locker room and stroll right towards me, right where I am working out. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you catch me staring a few times as we go along, but each time I notice that you'd noticed, I smile a bit, look you in the eye and give a...

Bedtime

It was JasmineBedtime by Dirty Old Pervert ([email protected]) [M/f+, F+/f+, f-self, spanking, teen, slavery, HighSchool, ScFi, Serious] This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the events depicted in this story and actual events is not only unintentional, but also a tad disturbing. This story was inspired by an article I was refered to entitled "Overcoming Masturbation" which was writen in an effort to persuate people that masturbating is evil, and to give people advice...

OVERTIME

OVERTIME by Dulaney Browne She had no choice. The demands were ridiculous and the pressure intense. She was up against deadlines and there were still discrepancies in the balances. It was her job to find and correct them. The audit would be the end of this week and her boss had been an asshole about the whole mess. There were so many other things she’d rather be doing than working overtime: having fun with her friends, shopping, even curling up with a bowl of...

OVERTIME

OVERTIME by Dulaney Browne She had no choice. The demands were ridiculous and the pressure intense. She was up against deadlines and there were still discrepancies in the balances. It was her job to find and correct them. The audit would be the end of this week and her boss had been an asshole about the whole mess. There were so many other things she’d rather be doing than working overtime: having fun with her friends; shopping; even curling up with a bowl of...

Overtime at the Office

This is a rough draft of my newest erotic short story - Overtime at the Office. It is a sequel to my first story, A Limo Ride to Remember, which can be read elsewhere on the internet, and continues the relationship between Brittany and Jordan. Hope you like it :)*******************As another day comes to an end, the sounds of the office die down with the setting of the November sun. What normally is the whirring ambience of printers, fax machines, and telephones becomes the usual hallway...

Wartime Peace

Second Lieutenant Adams of the Second Battalion Wiltshire regiment stood by the local RAF office. His uniform was neatly pressed as he waited to meet the Yank pilot he was opening his home to. Greg caressed his right shoulder, the wound he received at Dunkirk wasn't healing well. He shook his head as he thought about his new position in the army during the country's time of need. He was now the liaison officer for the Local Defence Volunteer formations in Wiltshire. He felt slighted that...

Wartime 2

Medical matters and a deepening involvement with Mundt My work continued despite my involvement with Ilse Mundt. I delivered messages between members of our resistance cell, left messages which I had encoded myself for our radio operator in pre-arranged concealed places. It was vital we knew as little as possible about our colleagues. That way, were we arrested and interrogated we could not reveal other’s identities. It was lonely, always frightening and the temptation to talk, simply to share...

Wartime Diary

I recently bought a box of old 78 jazz and swing records dating from the 1940s and 50s. As protection the records were seperated mainly by old newspapers, but I also came across what looked like an old school exercise book. I was about to toss it away with the newspapers, but it fell open and I saw that it was some sort of diary. An entry dated Sat. 26th August immediately caught my eye: 'On sofa with Mum. Me naked, she too except for knickers. Much kissing, etc. Sucked her tits, she wanked me....

Wartime Comfort House Diary

Day 1 Thirsty Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, came into my office in occupied Shanghai. 'General Tanaka, our troops caught a local girl trying to steal food supplies. She is an orphan hiding in the French Catholic Church. Our officers did not behead her because she is very pretty, shapely and a virgin. So I sent her to the nearest Comfort House, ready for your enjoyment anytime.' 'Good news! I am really bored with the lack of progress in catching the underground spies. I will go...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 2

I walked into Miss Yamaha's room to listen to her progress with the pretty virgin. She bowed as usual but appeared uneasy. 'General Tanaka, she is very scared and really weak. But I've examined her hymen to be intact. She said she had never seen a men and is very afraid. I have to work on her slowly since you want her to be your local wife. I hope that is acceptable.' 'What? I am disappointed in you. I gave you 3 whole days and you want to slow down? You must find a better way!' ...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 3

Instead of wearing her traditional kimono, Miss Yamaha wore western style today. When she bowed as always, I couldn't help but noticed her cleavage from her low cut v-opening blouse. 'General Tanaka, good news. I made great progress. She has come around after I showed her the good life compared to the other servants. I told her she will serve the great General exclusively. I promise her lots of rewards if she learns fast and behaves as you expect. I let her watch how I comforted one of our...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 5

I took my local bride's small soft hand and sat her at the round teak table. Yuko poured us wedding wine. I lifted the silk veil to uncover Cherry. Her makeup really enhanced her lovely face, big brown eyes and her first smile. 'I hope you like her makeup. She has learned to do that for you if you want.' 'Lovely, thank you!' Yuko showed surprise in her smile because I very rarely thanked anyone, other than my superiors of course. I crossed my arm with Cherry's and emptied the cup but...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 6

Throughout the day my thoughts kept coming back to last evening and my new local wife. I was keen to see her progress. Miss Yamaha greeted me warmly at the entrance of the Comfort House. 'General, you will again be comforted by your new local wife in peace. I have rescheduled those violent warriors to other Comfort Houses. Those coming in all received your order of loving tender comfort only. In fact I will schedule this Comfort House accordingly while your bride is here. The servants here...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7

Today Sir Dick Dickens came to my Shanghai office to negotiate cooperation. He was a tall gentleman full of British pride, the empire where the sun never set. 'I visited London one winter. The grey, wet and cold weather was so miserable.' Miss Yamaha, in a revealing western style long dress, interpreted for me. 'Well you see, General Tanaka, I don't live in London, at least not when it's cold and wet. I've been working many many winters in warm weather, cleaning up the old opium...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 8 Shemale

Dr. Takuchi was a classmate in the military academy. He was responsible for security of the secret 731 laboratory research in northern China. Although this top secret unit was never publicized, as a Commander General, I knew they researched all kinds of biological warfare and tested on the locals. Dr. Takuchi told me when he visited Shanghai last, 'We are mating all kind of animals with local females. Obviously with horse, donkey, Siberian husky, wolf, ape, monkey and then some others we...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 19 Aussie Beauty

A local tailor had to come and alter her dresses every other day, particularly the form fitting Chinese cheongsam. She had to get new ones because only small alterations could be made. I believed she gave the old ones to some lucky servants for safe keeping until they hopefully could leave the Comfort House. They could not wear them here because my warriors would simply tear them apart since they just wanted them naked for penetration soon as they saw these beauties. Cherry had learned just...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7 British Saugage

Maple would orally serviced my balls and soft penis to full erection if Cherry was feeding from her large engorged breasts. Miss Yamaha would service my other sensitive zones such as earlobes, toes and sole since she knew my sensitivities best. I would perform my thrusting exercise with either Yuko or Maple since my thin bride's love channel was still very sore. While Yuko lusted for my thick manhood any which way, I usually penetrated Maple from behind because her sad expression from losing...

Wartime Secret

Mom was in hospice. She'd made it to ninety but wasn't expected to last much longer. Dad died years ago. I visited her every other day after work. We often ate dinner together and talked. After this one she brought out an obviously old envelope with a three cent postage stamp on it. "Read this," is all she said as she handed it to me. I opened it carefully and read: My Dear Lucy, If you are reading this, I will not be coming back home. My sister had instructions to mail it if she was...

Home For Dinner

This is the second story written in collaboration with Alphamagus. We are enjoying it enough to make it a series, assuming you enjoy it as well. Juliana and Robert were both foodies. They ate out frequently but also enjoyed shopping for food from various market purveyors and then cooking together. Dinners during the week were generally simple, given the long hours that both of them worked. But, on the weekends, there was more time to experiment with their culinary repertoire. Their kitchen was...

Dinner

I had known Harriet for a few months, every since I took early retirement and moved to this beautiful, remote, rural spot in North Florida. She had a trailer too, but it was much larger and nicer than mine and situated on a piece of property that must have been at least double my five acres. She had been a casual acquaintance, as neighbors often are, until she had a problem with her car and I offered to take her somewhere if she needed. She took me up on it one Thursday and had me drop her at...

DiSH 3 Thanksgiving Dinner

Late Thursday evening, Ken and Brenda entered the hotel where DiSH were holding their annual Thanksgiving dinner and dance. Holding hands, they walked through the lobby to one of the banquet halls that the group had reserved. Ken was glad that Thanksgiving dinner was casual, and he was wearing comfortable jeans and a pullover shirt. Brenda was similarly clad in jeans and a loose blouse. Entering the hall laid out with large tables and ample seating and a buffet table at one end, Brenda...

Pot Luck Dinners

"I see that we have new members," Jane Johnson whispered into her husband's ear, as they sat sipping their gin and tonic. All the ladies had helped clean up after the pot luck dinner, and now, as they did every month everyone would have drinks. Then there would be a couple hours of socializing, and dancing. "I think she is a doll, but it looks like it may be a while before she can be enjoyed," Frank Johnson replied to his wife, as he gave her a wink. " Their name's are Sally and Tony...

Quickie before dinner

"Are you wet and ready for me, baby?" She barely has time to read the text on her phone screen before the knock sounds on the door. Breath catching in her throat, she pulls open the door. He wastes no time, knowing they are expected downstairs for dinner at any moment. He wraps his arms tightly around her, lips finding hers, and she softly sighs into his mouth. He moves them backward until her back hits the wall. One of his hands finds hers, pulling them up over her head, and those too get...

Lingerie Shopping and Dinner

Ellen arrived at the penthouse after shopping for lingerie, it is still dark as I hadn't arrived home from a late meeting. Opening the door, she flipped on the light and dropped her keys on the small table. Bypassing everything else, she heads straight for the bedroom. Ellen figured she had a little while before I would arrive home, and she can't wait to show me the new lingerie. She is most eager to to see if it had the same effect on me as it did on her. She threw the bag onto the bed and...

A Heavenly Dinner

Dearest, I am writing this letter so that we both remember the wonder of that evening. It was a beautiful spring evening. The fiery red of the setting sun filled the broad windows of the restaurant high a top the hotel. There was a rotating bar upstairs but we were meeting for dinner. I had a small booth in a back corner of the room. I could see the door. I could see the skyline. Yet, it was as private as it gets in a public place. The tables all had long linen table clothes. The smell of...

A Seduction at Dinner

*This story is a work of fiction.* This happened a few weeks ago, and I’m still kinda shocked.. My friend – whom I will call Tim – invited me for a sl**pover since his mother was travelling for a work trip and she would not be home for three days.. I agreed since I had nothing planed anyway. I went to his home at about diner time.. I went there wearing the most informal clothes I had, shorts and a kinda stupid looking shirt and sneakers.. it is just my friend right?! wrong! unfortunately, when...

An Epic Dinner

AN EPIC DINNER Natalie glanced up at the clock on her dresser…it was quarter to five and she hadn’t set the table yet. Richard would not be happy. He’d called at half past three and told her that he was bringing home two of the new associates he had hired. They would be starting next week, as soon as the law school commencement was finished. She had met both young men last year along with the other seven interns that had worked at the firm during the summer break, and liked them. These two...

Going to be Late for Dinner

She walks in and the usual pleasantries are exchanged with my family. I’m not paying any attention to that. All I notice is how she looks in her dress, the light, soft cotton loosely hugging her hips and ass. My eyes have been fixed on her ever since she got out of her car and ran to me for that ‘its been so long’ hug. Long distance relationships aren’t always easy, but usually the sex is amazing. The whole time I can’t help but notice how easy it would be to lift up that dress and have my way...

Emily Goes To Dinner

Introduction: Touching under the table My girlfriend and I were celebrating our 1 year anniversary of living together. A lot of things had change in that year, we fell totally in love with each other for one. We were going out for a simple dinner at a very nice and expensive restaurant, maybe some dancing later and then in bed early, because it was a week night and Ashley needed to get up early the next day. Ashley is my female lover, she is: 22, with long blonde hair, green eyes, 5 6, 110...

Invitation to dinner

This tale is about a young housewife. She has straight shoulder length brunette hair. Her face is slightly freckled with an upturned nose and grey eyes. She is very curvaceous with big boobs. Ive based her on Yasmin Bleeth from Baywatch and so called her Yasmin Bleat. Her husband Tony works in the small towns only real business the tyre factory. He is a junior manager in the business owned by the local rich family the Beavis brothers. The pay is poor and he works very hard to support them. But...

Anniversary Dinner

Our tenth anniversary was coming up next weekend. I overheard our children whispering that they were going to be spending that weekend at their cousins' house. My sister's children and mine were close in age and loved spending time together. The thought of spending the night over there was more excitement than they could keep secret. My husband always puts me first. He goes out of his way to make me happy. He is a wonderful father, and husband. I knew he probably had a big evening planned, and...

Fun After Dinner

Cindi, my wife, and I headed out to a fancy trendy restaurant this last Friday evening with the intent of grabbing a light late dinner. She’s 24, 5’6”, 115 lbs. She grew up in the country club culture so she played plenty of tennis and swims a lot. She has a beautiful muscular butt and smallish firm titties. She has blond hair that is medium length and she’s smoothI’m 6’3” 205, slender and brown hair. Cindi says my package is larger than average.We got along with our waiter, Julia, really well....

Friends for Dinner

Sophia walked into the bedroom wrapped in a large fluffy white towel. Her skin still flushed a little red from the hot bath she had just come from. Simon looked up from the paper he was reading and admired her graceful form as she sat at her dressing table and started to brush her hair. He became aware she was talking to him, "Sorry honey, what was that"? he asked. "Oh really! You can't lay about in your underwear reading the paper all evening, we have guests due in half an hour" she said....

Annie cums to dinner

The following weekend I invited my PA Annie and Sam my ex-boyfriend around to my house for dinner plus a little fun hopefully afterwards.Annie is 25, blonde and gorgeous. Sam is just Sam but my Dom. Annie had expressed a desire to be submissive, this was her opportunity to experience itI had made an effort and choose a slinky black dress, very sheer and tight fitting. Nothing underneath as it would spoil the smooth outline Sam arrived first and we had a drink and chatted until Annie arrived...

A Seduction at Dinner

*This story is a work of fiction.*This happened a few weeks ago, and I'm still kinda shocked..My friend - whom I will call Tim - invited me for a sleepover since his mother was travelling for a work trip and she would not be home for three days.. I agreed since I had nothing planed anyway.I went to his home at about diner time.. I went there wearing the most informal clothes I had, shorts and a kinda stupid looking shirt and sneakers.. it is just my friend right?! wrong! unfortunately, when I...

Dinner

DINNER WITH DIANETom and Diane are out to dinner one evening. The place is busy and fully packed. They are at a booth setting across from one another. They had been friends for many years and had never been anything more. They had recently become very close friends and can and do talk about everything and we were talking about our k**s and she asks if it would be OK if she came over and set next to me for a change. I said sure.They are setting there talking and her leg starts rubbing...

Going to be Late for Dinner

She walks in and the usual pleasantries are exchanged with my family. I'm not paying any attention to that. All I notice is how she looks in her dress, the light, soft cotton loosely hugging her hips and ass. My eyes have been fixed on her ever since she got out of her car and ran to me for that 'its been so long' hug. Long distance relationships aren't always easy, but usually the sex is amazing. The whole time I can't help but notice how easy it would be to lift up that dress and have my way...

A Business Dinner

I had to attend a business dinner with my boss and a couple of new clients. My job is to take notes and make sure that nothing gets by that we have to take action on. Other than that I'm just supposed to sit and not disturb the clients. The bad part is I have to get dressed up, which I really don't feel comfortable with. I've always been kind of a casual sort of person. Anyway, my bosses wife helps me out,I don't really have very good taste. I was wearing a Kelly green little dress, it...

After Dinner

It had been a fantastic dinner and, still light-headed from all the conversation, all the laughter and all the wine, we enter your apartment giggling like schoolchildren up to no good. As you switch on the lights and turn to head towards the bedroom I grab your wrist and pull you closer, giving you a meaningful look as I look into your eyes. You put your free hand over my chest and rub slowly, and then you look up at me and smile, That dazzling radiant smile, which tells me you know exactly...

Training my new slut fucktoy part 5 Dinner

Once again in the shower Victoria is on her knees, cleaning my balls and cock lovingly caressing it followed by the rest of my body. I leave the shower and dry off but this time leave the room and my sweet little fucktoy to finish cleaning herself. Once she is finished she asks,Is there something my Master would like me to wear tonight? I smiled and said please pick out a nice sundress I will be taking you to out to one of my favorite seafood restaurants. I am in the living room waiting as if...

On Our Way to Dinner

We arrived at Logan Airport on the late afternoon flight. It was near the end of the summer and we still had a couple of hours of sunlight left on that Monday evening. Emily is an engineer, like me. We had been thrown together on a problem at the factory and had to attend a meeting the next morning. We had traveled together before, but not by ourselves. We were used to coming up as part of groups of four or more people. We hurried to the car rental place, for we had yet another hour of driving...

Forced Inc Invitation to Dinner

This tale is about a young housewife. She has straight shoulder length brunette hair. Her face is slightly freckled with an upturned nose and grey eyes. She is very curvaceous with big boobs and large hips. I've based her on Yasmin Bleeth from Baywatch and so called her Yasmin Bleat. Her husband Tony works in the small town's only real business the tyre factory. He is a junior manager in the business owned by the local rich family the Beavis brothers. The pay is poor and he works very hard...

Easter Dinner

Copyright © April 2001 Chapter 1 - Invitation My girlfriend, Barb, and I had been going together for a year and were getting pretty serious about living together and were even discussing marriage. We still had separate apartments in Minneapolis but usually spent the weekend at her place. That's where we were when the phone call came. We had just finished an exhausting session of sheet-rumpling sex on a quiet Sunday morning in her apartment. I was nuzzling Barb's perfectly shaped...

Tales of Culverin HillChapter 32 Drinks and Dinner

When Megan opened the bedroom door and stepped out into the hall, she looked around and found it empty. She turned back to Adam, slipping his shoes on, and said, “You’d think they’d have signs up showing where stuff is.” She had changed into a knee-length sundress with a tube top and her dressy sandals. He came to the door and motioned her to leave. “We’ll have to take it up with the management. The stairs are right there, so I bet we go down the stairs and we’ll be back on the first floor.”...

The Initiation of Gwen MarkhamChapter 3 After Dinner

The teacher and her class entered the sitting room where Gwen watched Mrs. Gracely milk Kevin that afternoon. Butlers served brandy. A divan was in the center, more brightly lit than the sofas and chairs around the perimeter. "You haven't come yet, Amanda," Mrs. Gracely said to the last of the girls. "Are you ready to receive the staff?" "Oh, yes, Mrs. Gracely," the girl said eagerly and with a trace of lust in her voice. "Then assume your position. Offer yourself, and we'll see...

After the WarChapter 10 Dinner

Dinner was totally decorous and the conversation was mostly between the men, talking shop. 'Nothing much different from a British dinner party before, and to a large extent, during the war, ' she thought, 'I wonder when the sex will start?' Suddenly the officer sitting opposite her addressed her, "What are your views on whether England should have a suitable provincial government, or should continue to be ruled from Berlin with your Parliament merely advising?" Her Colonel, sitting...

After the WarChapter 18 Another Dinner

Within a very few days, life for Lady Johnson fell into a routine of sex morning, noon, teatime, and night, with good food, and warm comfortable quarters. She had settled down to the life of a German officer's mistress when the topic of the next official dinner was raised. She suggested to the Colonel that she should be brought in with the other women, and made to kneel and suck him. "But then they will see that you know what to expect." "Oh, that's no problem," she commented, "I'll...

TouchChapter 3 Dinner

Emma felt like royalty as Tim held the door open to his red Porsche. Emma was dazzling with her hair up, full length gold silk gown with matching opera gloves and clutch purse. She wore gold flats because with any kind of heels, she stood taller than him. To top it off she wore triple strands of opera pearls. In other words, Emma was simply stunning. The gown showed she had small but alluring breasts. Her nipples slightly jabbed against the silk making her all the sexier in his view. "You...

A Series of TabooChapter 24 Mom s Birthday Dinner

story:[mF, cheat, wife, inc, mother, son, BBr] Inspired by my captioned pic: https://i.imgur.com/M4lR3QC.jpg Mom’s Birthday Dinner Ben Stevens was clearly flustered. He went out of his way to ensure these types of incidents didn’t happen. Not to him. And especially not during his wife’s birthday dinner. “I don’t understand. Was my card declined? If it was, I have another.” Ben fumbled for another card, “There must be some mistake. I just used that card earlier”. The large man standing...

Seth II CarolineChapter 4 Sunday Dinner

1865 Despite the late August heat, Sunday dinner at the French's large farmhouse, which lay less than a mile away "as the crow flies," turned out to be a pleasant affair. Mr. French insisted that Robert and Seth doff their coats and roll up their sleeves as soon as they arrived, and his sweating cook served a meal of cold fried chicken, German potato salad, pickled string beans and thin-sliced beets with onions along with tall glasses of cold milk, iced cider and fresh-baked bread. All...

Generous OffersChapter 2 DAY 1 Dinner

Dinner was simple: spaghetti with homemade meat sauce. Three lettuce, tomato, and carrot salads were already on the table. After we ate I commented, “I can’t decide if the food or the company was the best part of my dinner tonight. Both were wonderful.” I put away the leftovers. (They made twice as much as needed.) My students loaded the dishwasher and made short work of washing the two pans and the spaghetti strainer. I was led to my own bedroom. The covers had been stripped back and two...

The Ring AOChapter 7 Dinner

Asking Harry ‘How come I can carry that weight of gold, that is a lot of weight?’ Harry replied ‘I can adjust your muscles to carry different weights, the same as I can adjust your frequency for camera’s etc. You better place the bags away as you have a visitor.’ Throwing the bags into the spare room, there was a knock on the front door. Fred was at the door, asking him in, he entered the room and looking around said “You lead a simple life. No TV. But plenty of books.” “What can I do for...

PornWorld Asia Vargas Black haired Colombian Hottie Asia Vargas Pussy Pounded before Dinner

Mesmerizing black-haired Colombian MILF Asia Vargas is chef today, and she has decided to cook for her date. When Erik Everhard came to her house, aperitif sounded like a tempting solution before dinner is done. There is no better aperitif than sex, right? Slutty Latina tasted his cock in her mouth, and that was her intention from the very beginning. Erik just can’t resist, and he stuffed her pussy and asshole with his thick cock. This kind of dinner was the perfect way for satisfying...

Sunday Family Dinner

It was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....

Facetime

It was during one of these intense interludes when I noticed my step-daughter standing in a shadow just on the edge of the camera’s view. She was concealed by the dark but I could make out her profile against the wall she was standing by as she looked across the room, over her mother’s back at the monitor that had my image. Sherry was so busy with her fingers between her legs she didn't notice her girl behind her but I knew what JoAnne was seeing; a close up of my hand slow stroking my...

Bedtime Stories

After showering, Lisa put on her new lingerie. She had just bought this little set and liked what she saw in the mirror. Her body was still in good shape at thirty-nine. Yes, she was a little softer in some spots than she had once been, but she knew other women would kill for her for her taut ass and perky boobs. The dark grey girls' shorts were comfortable and sexy at the same time, and the matching balconette bra made her chest a little fuller. A year ago she would never have dressed like...

Bedtime Stories

After showering, Lisa put on her new lingerie. She had just bought this little set and liked what she saw in the mirror. Her body was still in good shape at thirty-nine. Yes, she was a little softer in some spots than she had once been, but she knew other women would kill for her for her taut ass and perky boobs. The dark grey girls' shorts were comfortable and sexy at the same time, and the matching balconette bra made her chest a little fuller. A year ago she would never have dressed like...

Bedtime on My 18th Birthday

Bedtime on My 18th Birthdaybybigwomenrule©Growing up in a small village of close families, he behavior of myself and my mother never seemed unusual.I knew we were closer than most as it was just her and I, and we did everything together, more than I did with my own friends.I can unashamedly say that my mother was my best friend.I had my own bedroom, but that was mostly for show, as I spent nearly every night in her bed with her, snuggling and sleeping together.My eighteenth birthday fell on a...

Springtime At The Paradise

In May 1975 I gave my girlfriend Michelle Hanley a tour of my hometown of The Bronx. We were both sophomores at the City College of New York and we had a Wednesday for ourselves. We decided to take her car for the trip back and forth and for part of the excursion within the borough; I would drive because I knew my way around and she could be free for sightseeing. I went out by subway to Long Island City on a sunny morning to meet her around eleven AM.She met me outside her house and I noticed...

Springtime Holiday in the Rocky Mountains

I just returned from a 7 day holiday in Denver and Estes Park, Colorado. Beautiful scenery but pretty funky weather. Afternoons were pleasantly warm with the direct sunshine but then it would just as well cloud up, get cold, and snow a foot or two…..We drove all the way out there and back again. All in all it was about 2000 miles, with all the side trips and so forth. One of my girl friends and I made the trip together. We drove out there and back again. She is a very sexy 30 year old blond...

Springtime in Paris

After my first year of university, I visited Paris in early May to take in the sights. One particular day is very memorable.I visited Montmarte and Sacré-Cœur and then I wandered along to Place Pigalle, the “red light” district.In front of one of the sex clubs, an older, grandmotherly lady with curly grey hair approached me and asked, “Would you like to look? It’s free.”I hesitated for a moment, but thought to myself, “Why not?” and followed her inside. She led me up some stairs and said, “It’s...

Springtime Holiday in the Rocky Mountains

I just returned from a 7 day holiday in Denver and Estes Park, Colorado. Beautiful scenery but pretty funky weather. Afternoons were pleasantly warm with the direct sunshine but then it would just as well cloud up, get cold, and snow a foot or two.....We drove all the way out there and back again. All in all it was about 2000 miles, with all the side trips and so forth.One of my girl friends and I made the trip together. We drove out there and back again. She is a very sexy 30 year old blond...

Springtime Incest with my sexy Uncle

Note : This story is completely fictional! It was early Spring and my favorite uncle was doing some work around the house for me. I had always had a secret of having sex with him and the sight of his lean body as he worked excited me and made my body throb with lust so I took to walking in front of him almost nude; wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of shorts and a t-shirt that showed off my tits with their huge nipples and more than once during that week I saw him looking at me with desire in...

Lunchtime sailing

I know that I have a very deviant side to me that lacks a moral compass. Maybe someday I will have to see someone about that. Being that it's summer and boating season is upon us, I am a much happier camper. Even better when days at work become slow and I can sneak away from work to do a little lunchtime sailing. It happened to be one of those days that contributed to this situation. I am still not sure how I get myself in to certain situations. I know that I have a very deviant side...

Lunchtime Shenanigans

I used to work in customer service, as a counter clerk at a very busy establishment. As a fun and friendly gal, I quickly became popular with the customers. As the only shameless yet still professional flirt in the place, I came to acquire my own clientele, of sorts. So, although it was a shit job, I usually had lots of fun. For a time, I had to work a split shift, and I usually had a two or three hour (unpaid, of course) lunch. It wasn't so bad, because I lived in town, so I could go home if I...

Lunchtime Confessions

Lunchtime Confessions It was a very romantic letter. When retrieving money from her purse, Hayley had found it beside her wallet. Her friend, Denise, asked, "What's got you so excited?" Hayley had met Denise only several weeks earlier. Hayley had recently begun working free-lance for a small consulting company doing presentation graphics. As a freelancer, she took whatever computer space was available, and it had turned out to be in Denise's office. As soon as she had entered Denise's...

Halftime Delight

I'm layed on my tummy on the living room floor, colouring in my book. paci in my mouth wearing a little skirt, a t-shirt that reads "I ❤️ daddy", pastel pink panties and socks that go to my knees. Daddy's sat on the sofa watching the game on TV, during half time I push myself up to my knees and turn around to show daddy my picture."That looks brilliant little one well-done""Thank you daddy" I coo as I lay back down to colour some more Daddy looks down at me, able to see right up my skirt. "Why...

Halftime delight

OK guy's and girls, this is a story from my "little" there is a video on my page if you are interested.We are going to start uploading stories pictures videos.I'm layed on my tummy on the living room floor, colouring in my book. paci in my mouth wearing a little skirt, a t-shirt that reads "I ❤️ daddy", pastel pink panties and socks that go to my knees. Daddy's sat on the sofa watching the game on TV, during half time I push myself up to my knees and turn around to show daddy my picture."That...

Showtime Sabotage

So this is something I've been working on over some time now, with friends or just on my own. Curiosity has made me edit them into this format to see if others have other ideas for the various situations. With that said let me give you the rundown. My character, Skylar Bloodrose, is a female anthropomorphic fennec fox with a twist. Her tail isn't the usual fox design, instead it's a fragmented collection of crystal like shards bound together by an otherworldly energy, defying physics yet moving...

Showtime

You arrive into the darkened theatre on your own. You've told your husband about this movie he would never go to see, so you booked your ticket and off you went in a nice summery dress. You find your seat as do others and the trailers play. You barely give them a glance, as you keep looking at the people coming in - especially lone men. Your heartbeat is thudding in your chest, and your panties start misting through, with excitement, anticipation, perhaps a little doubt. At last you see a man...

showtime

the lights dimmed and the curtains opened. a midget walked onto the stage holding a dog chain and dragging two fat ladies. they were mother and daughter.both were very very fat (sbbw). the daughter was strapped into a chair and the dildo of a sybian slpped into her pussy. her mother was shackled to an XFRAME and then lowered in the horizontal position. both were naked and their rolls of fat were wobbling as they were placed into position. the Mandingos came on stage and surrounded mother and...

Showtime Part 2

ent. What would it be today? He could suck them both off, that would be nice - and then they could suck him off. He was partial to a double-header from a pair of good looking boys. But no, he decided. He'd fuck them today. They always made such lovely little noises when he fucked them. "I've come up with a special idea for today," he said, "There's some nylon stockings and a couple of ladies garter belts over by the window. Let's see what you look like wearing 'em." Both youngsters...

Showtime Part 4

sweeping up and down while you give them a naughty come-and-get-me look, and hoping they're carrying a strap-on in their handbags." She grasped his hair and hauled his head back. "You may finish off now. Take hold of your prick and jerk-off whilst I kiss you. Just be careful not to squirt any of your messy gooies onto my skirt." At last allowed the freedom to touch himself he set to, holding his swollen erection in the full ringing of a hand he pounded himself enthusiastically, and a...

Showtime Part 6

rverts, that's what you are. You're vile creatures, so you must be punished. Veronica and I are going to spank both of you." Veronica was as amazed as much as the sissies were horrified. "Are you sure about doing that?" she whispered. "Of course," Sophie affirmed quietly, "I'm not knew to this kind of thing, y'know. When daddy makes a mistake with his work he often asks me to cane his bare bottom. Some of his friends - his business partners - they like me to do it to them too. Men...

Showtime Part 7

y an aperture through which jutted a generously proportioned rubber cock. Annalisa was of course violently taken aback, and for just a moment she stood stock-still. Then she exploded. "What the fuck...!" Her eyes became slits between clenched furrowed brows and reddened cheeks, and they glowered with righteous anger. "You! The girl from the slum - what have you been up to with Freddie? What have you been doing to my son, you filthy, unholy cow?" Jennifer started, but although...

Showtime Part 8

right mind could agreed to such a foul arrangement. To sacrifice her own son to the evil vice of depraved men! It was unthinkable. But were most selfish women turn out to have a soft-centre of some kind, some weakness for a pet dog or a budgerigar, she had none. Within seconds Old Man Avarice climbed back into the driving seat and her selfishness once more came to the fore. The stakes were too high to throw down a straight refusal. She glanced at Freddie standing self-consciously...

Showtime Part 9

she sets her lawyers on you." Bertie Bestable's expression became mutinous. "That worn-out old showgirl! You've no proof about anything you've said and she'll never believe you." Jennifer fixed him with a glare that could have dissolved concrete. "Maybe, maybe not. But she'll believe Madame Dupont. She and Madame have struck up rather a close friendship lately - affinity with the theatre and all that, kindred spirits as it were - she trusts her word implicitly, and when she...

Showtime

Breath. Stay calm. That thought ran through both Doug and Judi's minds as she approached their front door. He was wedged familiarly in his favorite spot on the couch. That and the sound of the latch being turned were about the only things that were familiar to either of them. He heard her step in onto the landing with the hollow, woody click-clock of her black leather calf-length leather boots. Size 7, purchased, on sale, by him for her two Christmases ago, for an exorbitant sum, by his...

Lady Janice of SterlingChapter 18 A Special Dinner

"Shit!" I looked at my watch and then pushed down on the accelerator. I was running late. The checkout line at the grocery story had been agonizingly slow. Just last week, Janice had started demanding fresh, homemade dinners every night. That meant stopping at the grocery store every day to buy ingredients. Yet another burden added to my already hectic daily life. "Step on it!" I shouted at the driver in front of me. I knew that Janice would not be pleased if her meal was late. Her new...

Overtime at the office

DISCLAIMER: I did not write this, i am merely re-posting this for the purpose of preserving it for myself and for others to enjoy it as i have many many years ago when i first read it. who ever wrote this deserves all the praise for their great work.I am sorry i was not able to write down the authors name i only saved the story because i found it to be great and now i hope others will appreciate it aswell.Overtime At The OfficeGetting to her feet, Jo stretched again and walked over to the...

Overtime

(MM, reluc, 1st-gay-expr, work)I'm not really gay. By that I mean that if given a choice I would always choose a woman's cunt over a man's anus, hands down. But the event I'm about to describe wasn't about choice, or if I had one I didn't resist all that much.It all started on Saturday; I was an inventory clerk for Wal-Mart during their growth spurt in the 80's and I found that I was always having to work overtime on Saturdays because we could never seem to get the job done during the week.I...

Overtime at the Office

This is a rough draft of my latest erotic short story. It is a sequel to my first story, A Limo Ride to Remember, which can be read on Literotica, and continues the relationship between Brittany and Jordan, one year later. I will upload the final draft on Literotica.********As another day comes to an end, the sounds of the office die down with the setting of the November sun. What normally is the whirring ambience of printers, fax machines, and telephones becomes the usual hallway chatter of...

Overtime

I used to work at a major chain bookstore in California about two years ago. I pretty much liked all of my coworkers, but there was one in particular that I really enjoyed being around. She was our H.R. manager, and her name was Kristina. She was a stunner. Long, thick, curly black hair, Gray eyes, full, red lips, and a lush, hourglass figure that kept me awake at night. She stood about 5'6" and carried around 215 pounds. She was out of a Ruebens masterpiece. Big, full 48DD breasts, with...

Timely Discipline

Ken Danager, the wonder boy of Bowman Advertising was late again. At twenty-four, despite his chronic lateness, he was the youngest Account Manager in company history. His imagination and his ability to turn his ideas into art enabled him to rise quickly. However. he had no excuse for being late.The meeting at Taggart International had been on his schedule for two weeks, and nothing had happened this morning to account for his tardiness. His boss, Peter Keating, had counseled him more than once...

Summertime Stress Relief

'No,' I thought to myself. 'That’s not what I just saw.'You know that feeling when you think you saw something, but you really didn’t?That’s what I thought for a split second. Let me explain…Although I have a large yard for Ranger, my golden retriever, to play in, he still enjoys a walk around the block every evening around dusk. Ranger is more “retriever” and less “golden,” but is a happy, well-behaved guy about eighteen months old.It was last Wednesday when Ranger and I were out for our...

Summertime in the country

I parked the car and grabbed my bags before walking up to the porch. The door opened suddenly! The face of my lovely niece peaking up at me with a smile that brightens up your day. Her blond hair tied back in a pony tail her glasses slightly eskew from running to open the door before her mother—competition was a big thing in our family. She threw the door back and jumped at me forcing me to drop my bags, "Uncle Rick!" She screamed. "Cassy! Its been so long and you've gotten so big!" I...

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