Consensual Sex

THE ROOMMATE_(0)

Foreword: This entry is a direct continuation from my previous stories. Basically I’m just telling all of the most interesting and exciting sexual stories of my life in chronological order. I will try and include enough back story for a new reader to be able to jump right in, however I apologize if I fail to provide enough. In short, if you want to get the full effect, you may want to read the entire thing from the beginning. Thanks and enjoy. The Roommate June 2002 In the summer of 2002, I was 22 years old. I had been dating Belinda since I was 15. She was a drop dead gorgeous Latina with wavy dark brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She had brown eyes and a slim figure with a nice little …

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I trust my daddy (3)

Her comes the third and last part of I trust my daddy. Please enjoy! III Two weeks had passed. They had met every other night. Tim and Joan fucked and Lisa sucked off her father and had become very much accustomed to the taste of his come. She always masturbated while they fucked and tried to achieve orgasm at the same moment as they did. They had started being naked at breakfast and they all liked it a lot. This time, however, Joan came wearing her knickers. “Hi”, said Lisa to her mother. “Why are you wearing your knickers?” “I’m having my period”, said her mother. “There will be no fuck tonight and maybe not in two days either. But after that everything will be as usual.” “Good morning my darlings”, said Tim who was …

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Light Decisions

Kai lay stretched out face down over the large king sized bed that dominated most of the otherwise small space of his dorm room, the lavish bed a rarity in the College, he knew. Most students had singles, the rest of the space in their rooms given up to all important piles of study books, desks and constructs, small fabrications given life by magic to perform simple tasks. Kai only had the one of those in his little space, a small circular disc imbued with the power word Ba to occasionally hover around his room cleaning, though for the most part it hid comfortably under his bed. It had been a bad day, all told, the masters had been especially attentive to his studies recently, something that always annoyed him as he was used to …

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The Adult Next Door – Part 2

Ruinart ……………. As the plane touched down, she checked her purse and made sure she had her passport handy. She liked to travel light as she would only be there for a few days. She had a large apartment just 10 mins from the centre of the city so had everything she needed whilst there. “Just today’s meeting, then tomorrow afternoon and I’m free for a whole 48 hours to spa my heart out” she thought to herself. Bliss…… As she came out of the airport, rental car keys in hand, she thought she saw him and her pussy began to throb insistently. “Damn it girl, get it under control, it’s been three months already and he’s on the other side of the world” she scolded herself, but nonetheless, the hairs on the back of …

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Jennifer_(0)

This is my second story, constructive criticism only please! Michael Roberts parked his black Chevy Camaro in front of the Regal Cinema. He sighed and smiled to himself. Born in Pennsylvania, and raised in New Jersey, Michael had moved several times throughout his life before landing in the city of Millville where he currently resided. Making his way through High School and College, he graduated from his local County College with an Associates Degree in Criminal Justice. Following graduation he had applied to the local Sheriff’s Department where he was contacted for an interview. He went in and was one of several young men who had interviews that day. He answered questions honestly and truthfully no matter the topic. He had a feeling that the officers were impressed with him. He was dismissed and told …

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The 4 1/2 litre Bentley

“Geoffrey,” Angela shouted for the umpteenth time over the roar from the unsilenced exhaust of my classic four and a half litre Bentley as we drove from London to Aberystwyth in the usual light drizzle of the English summer. I knew what she wanted, she wanted to stop and put the hood up but I liked the feel of the wind in my hair. “Hush,” I said, “I think it is mis firing again.” “Ohhhhh!” she wailed as she always wailed, “You are impossible!” “It’s this damned pool petrol,” I said, “Damned rationing, it’s all right for lorries and the like but too low octane for the Bentley, keeps fouling the plugs, do you hear?” “No!” she snapped, “And why must you drive this, this, this relic!” “It’s not a relic, it’s a Bentley four …

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PAUL LOVES ROSE–PART 4

CHAPTER 7 I learned very early why the doctor wanted me to stay home for a week before returning to school. Getting around on one leg could be exhausting. I had a lot of adjusting to do; I practiced walking up and down stairs several times every day. Port Jefferson High School was three stories high with no elevator. It was a very old building. Rose continued to bring my assignments home every day. I wanted to spend my afternoons and evenings with her, but I also knew how important it was for her to do her work. I always joined her at the dining room table to do homework even though I could just as easily do it during the day. Rose and I were seated on the couch Saturday morning when the doorbell …

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My drunken son

Sometimes I feel a little guilty about what transpired. After all, there are certain boundries that shouldn’t be crossed. However, when I think back to that time I can’t help but still get turned on and revel in the pleasure it created. Here is a little history about myself and a little of what led up to the events. I’m a normal 41 year old woman. I think I am still pretty attractive at 5’6, 138 lbs. I have dark brown hair in a medium bob and dark blue eyes. My figure isn’t what it was when I was in college, but I stay in shape and have been blessed with nice firm 38C breasts. I got married at 20 and we had a son 5 years later. When I think about it now, it’s …

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Enemy Turned Fuck Buddy

This is my first story and its a true story! I’ve known him since I was born. Jordan was 6 years old and our parents were best friends. As long as I can remember we have never gotten along very well. We always argue, fight or pick on eachother. We were worst enemies throughout our lives. Now he is 31 and I am 25. There were times where I wouldnt see him for a long time, we would run into once in awhile or end up seeing eachother at a family get together. Over the years he went from being a skinny kid everyone picked on, to the chubby teenager and then towards his 20’s he shot up to 6 ft tall with dark hair, bright blue eyes and a smile that would melt your …

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Bait and Switch Ch. 08

By the time Lela finally let me go, I was beyond exhausted. My whole body ached, and even the thought of sex made me shudder. Not even Lela’s greenish-yellow healing light could alleviate the last six hours of carnal bliss. Needless to say, when my alarm went off, I rolled over and went back to sleep. I only had one final today, and it was in the afternoon. My other classes would just have to suffer. Also, Derek couldn’t hurt me, if I wasn’t around. I was too tired to even think of locking my door though. When I finally arrived on campus, I got the same treatment as I’d received yesterday. That is to say, most everyone avoided me. I was okay with that, however, because I wasn’t much in the mood to talk. …

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Neighborhood Senior Swingers

It was certainly not what we expected at that particular stage of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a “swinging lifestyle” group in our mature years. Incredible! Perhaps I better give some background on us, our circumstances, and what led us to this way of life just a few years ago. My name is Dave Stewart. I was in my early sixties at the time that the following series of incidents occurred and had been married to my wife Carolyn for more than thirty years. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to apply my skill in logistics to a second career in the business world with a multi-modal logistics company in Raleigh. After many years of service …

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re-connecting with Married, Preggo High school ex and the fun that follows

True story about an encounter with a married pregnant ex girlfriend from high school (when I was 27) Go easy on me it is my first time….. Backstory: (summarized for context because it would be very drawn out into the story) After having moved far away from the city I was from, an ex and I connected again (Facebook of course) and our chatting was friendly but of course flirting had occurred. We had not intended for anything to occur as we each thought the other was happily married. An illness in my family required me to travel back home often and by myself and when I returned my ex (from HS who we will call Christy) and I chatted and sometimes met for lunch/dinner. My story starts about 4 months after we re-connected and …

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The Best Fuck in Vicksburg

It had been a stressful day, so I returned to my small, but very nice, motel room in Vicksburg. The long shower had felt so good, I just stayed naked when I walked back into the bedroom, drying myself with a large, fluffy towel. My last client had been a long legged brunette, and I started thinking about her as I dried my balls and cock. I picked up the remote and started flipping thru the channels. Bingo! There was Stacey Donavan, one of my favorite porn stars, with her ‘Uncle John’ fucking her, doggy style. Forget the towel, I gripped my dick and began the old familiar massage. I had been too tired to jack-off the night before, so ol’ Fat Boy was engorged to his fullest. After about five minutes of slow, easy, …

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Can We Survive II

Can We Survive II I had been thinking about and smelling the items the girls parents had sent for them. I dug a hole in the front yard. Then I called all the girls and the boys out side. “ I want all the deodorant, Cologne, perfume and all forms of makeup and scented soap . I will pick up the plainest soap I can find as well as unscented laundry soap. To speak plainly no sweet smelling things we are in the woods the only scents we will use or allow is pine and natural scents. Girls dump your bras and skirts. From now on you will wear pants, If we had to leave it will be at a moments notice and no time to change. As far as the scents …I depend on …

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The Chauffeur (#41) The Limo Companies

The Chauffeur (#41) The Limo Companies By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Getting back into LA, my mind was buzzing about the things that I saw on the trip by various limo companies. When the jet parked, there stood Fred with the trunk open, and the back door open waiting for us to deplane. Of course, my mind worried about the relationship between him and Mom. The three ladies all wished Fred a good afternoon as they got into the limo. I stopped and pulled Fred aside. “Fred, I’m surprised to see you here. Is everything alright between you and Mom?” “Sir, everything is fine. We just needed a couple of hours apart. You and Jill do this all the time, you go off on business and she stays home working like a dog …

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My Perverted Family: 5. Dad’s Story

NO ONE IN THIS STORY UNDER AGE 18 ENGAGES IN SEXUAL CONDUCT My named is Todd. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. As I have mentioned in my other stories, I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals. My family is riddled with tales of incest and debauchery. My parents, my Aunts & Uncles, my nieces & nephews, my Cousins and most of my In-Laws have engaged in Incest and every other form of sexual deviancy. You name it, and someone in my family probably did it. Most young boys usually pick their Dads as a role model. Since I realized I was a sex addict at an early age, I assumed I probably inherited some …

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The Chauffeur (#51) Michael

The Chauffeur (#51) Michael By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 I sat in my chair at the dining room table looking at a face that I had not seen in quite a long time. Jennifer asked me, “David, what do you want me to do? Should I let him in or have him come back when we don’t have 1000 college kids here for a party?” “Let him in. But please escort him over to me at this table. I’m not as sober as I would like to be for this meeting,” I tell Jennifer. “OK, I’ll bring him over to you, but I’m getting Jill and Dakota to come to join you here at the table,” she tells me. For the first time in a long, long time I have had several drinks …

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College Sex Chronicles: Taxicab Ride

Back in college, I used to frequently party downtown at various friends’ places, sleazy clubs, and bars — my fake ID went a long way back in those days! Since I was usually pretty fucked up on some kind of drug or alcohol, I rode around in taxis from one hotspot to another fairly often and eventually became familiar with several of our city’s taxi drivers. My parents were providing me with enough money so the fare was no issue — I was just looking to have as much fun as possible! The ride of my life came one dark and stormy Spring night. Rain was coming down steady when the bars started closing for the night, and one of the girls from the bar and I went outside to catch a taxi back to …

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Jenn’s the trick; Carly’s the treat

“Jesus, Carly, I hate these crappy school uniforms!” Jenn yanked her navy blue polo shirt up, over her red curls, and off. She wadded it up and threw it onto the floor of her bedroom. Her quick fingers unzipped her knee-length plaid skirt, skimmed it down her slim hips, and tossed it onto the fallen polo shirt. Jenn’s full breasts joggled in their hot-pink bra, which was cut so low the curve of her areolas were nearly visible. “Fuck, that’s better.” She adjusted her thong, which was exactly the same vivid shade as her bra. Carly hated the new school uniform policy, too. She sat on Jenn’s bed, watching as her best friend kicked her discarded school clothes into a corner. Carly noticed how Jenn’s tight ass cheeks — completely exposed by the thong — …

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Not Too Shab

I moved into my mothers three story apartment building on October 31st. The morning of Halloween. My fathers home was less than an hour away in a small town called City View with the irony that City View had nothing but the view of a forrest and the lake that contained the small towns water supply. When I say the word small, this would be putting it lightly. The town was madeup of my formal high school, a bank, a sonic, a harps, and a very inconvienent convienent store, The town was microscopic compared to my new city. Combs Springs. My mother lived on the third floor of the apartment building with my little brother, Traden, my step-father Aaron and my grandmother Sue. It wasnt HUGE but nor was it small considering that we had …

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