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I watched as she walked out of the shadows and into the illumination of a streetlight, looking at the ground as she walked. She wore the short skirt and crop top that was the uniform required by her employers at the bar she waitressed at till 2am most nights. It was by chance that I witnessed what she did for extra money whenever the occasion arose. The week before I had stopped for a few drinks around closing time. As I sat in my car smoking a cigarette and returning some texts, I became aware of movement behind the small shed the bar used to store their empty kegs. Behind the shed to my right, were a man and the waitress that had served me my drinks. As I watched, unbeknownst to them, it was …
I woke up to a pounding on my door. “Wake up Matty”, my mother yelled out. “We’re leaving in 10 minutes, and if you’re not ready there’s going to be hell to pay.” An empty threat that I knew my pushover mom would never follow through on. None the less, I really did need to get out of bed. My dad wouldn’t be quite so forgiving if I didn’t. It was a warm, sticky, summer morning. The sun was peeking in through my blinds, as if to remind me that I had slept in much too late. It was the first Saturday of summer vacation after finishing my junior year of high school. A glorious day that should have been rewarded by sleeping in late, relaxing in the comfort of my bed, and maybe even …
Recurring Cast Dennis, 41 years old, 5′ 11″, 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s husband. Cindy, 41 years old, 5′ 4″, 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Dennis’ wife. Diane, 41 years old, 5′ 7″, 140 lbs, auburn hair, green eyes, recently divorced friend of Cindy’s. Becky, 38 years old, 5′ 9″, 155 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s friend, widow. Jack, 42 years old, 6′, 185 lbs, black hair, brown eyes, Louise’s husband. Louise, 38 years old, 5′ 4″, 130 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, Jack’s wife. Jackie, 19 years old, 5’6″, 125 pounds, dark brown hair, blue eyes, neighbor girl. From the last story I smiled and thought about it some more. “Anything you particularly want to try or want me to avoid?” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “No… whatever Master …
Sister’s Surprise, Chapter 3 It was not a restful sleep. Haunting questions of my own sexuality plagued my dreams. In one such consuming dream, I was Michael again, bigger, stronger, more masculine than I had ever been before, or could imagine myself being. With this physique, I easily brought woman after woman to my bed. Each succumb to my sexual prowess, each removing their clothes as they fall backwards on an oversized bed, then spreading their toned legs to invite my powerful cock inside of their womanhood. Each one thoroughly defiled, filled with my potent cum, before moving on to the next. And as my latest sexual conquest, a dark haired teenage girl no older than myself, lay on the bed before me, her slight, petit body became aroused. Her pink nipples hardened beneath my …
Intro If you are looking for well-written pros, them my stories are not for you. They are based on the things I have fantasised about throughout my life so are not meant to be realistic or factual. They are about good, hardcore sex, not romance and so are meant to be fanciful and raunchy; even ‘raw’. If it can happen in porn films it can happen in my stories so don’t read them and then leave smart arse comments about what teens do and don’t say or 10-inch cocks being ridiculous (Google Jonah Falcon). Just save yourself time and find a different story to read. *********** Tom has been working in London and is staying over for the night in an exclusive hotel paid for by his client. He is running late so doesn’t get …
It was late morning when I got back from Hyannis and the heat and humidity had increased quite a bit. It was pushing close to ninety degrees by 12:30. I thanked my boss for treating me to a decent breakfast and told him it looks like I might be heading for the swimming hole that I was introduced on my first day here. It was almost a mile away but worth the walk on a hot and muggy day like today. I was getting undressed and slipping into my swimming trunks when I heard Carla at the back of my tent. “I saw you pull in with Bobby M. and wanted to tell you that my family had just left to check out next week’s locale. I told them it was getting hot and asked …
Martin pushed the door to his apartment open with a heavy sigh, another long day at the office. He had gone in early long before the sun had risen to cover the shift of another worker; he longed to wring the neck of that inconsiderate manager of his… With an apathetic grunt he tossed his coat onto the lounge chair by the door and dumped his briefcase by the door, sliding out of his shoes and walking into the sanctuary of home. It had been a long 12 hour day…he was pretty sure the amount of time he had worked was illegal but, maybe all the extra time could convince the higher ups to finally bump him out of sales and into accounting or some other cushy job on the floor above him. “Someday…” he …
I didn’t think I would hear again from Mason, the King of Porn, nor his manager Albert, so it was an instant bolt of hope when I received an email a week after our first and only meeting. He said that Mason liked me and was thinking he might want to see me again and was I interested? Was he kidding? Of course I was. I had spent two months and hundreds of hours watching Mason’s twenty year old videos and dreaming and fantasizing, not so much about the man, but more about his wonderfully contoured and insatiable cock. In Albert’s next email, he said, “Well, your enthusiasm and passion—those were the things he liked. No promises but . . . maybe there might be more in it for you this time. I know you’re …
The jungle; an endless ocean of trees stretching out in all directions. Millions upon millions of different types of plants, trees, animals and insects work together to create an ecosystem unlike any other in the world. Somewhere deep in the middle of that ecosystem of African wildlife, a dozen jeeps remain stranded on a narrow road. With the tall trees creating a veritable roof high over them, the dozen vehicles remain motionless. At the very front of the caravan, an ebony-skinned man is busy working on the first vehicle, his head barely visible through the thick smoke that rises up from beneath the hood of the vehicle. Nearby, three of the passengers talk to pass the time. A little farther off stands Barbie Lez. The gorgeous young virgin is busy observing the jungle in the …
Spells and Spunk “Alright here’s the deal; my name’s Fin, if you didn’t know, and I’m in the year above you all so I know a few tricks or two. You girls are in the year below me and since you barely know any spells for offence or you’re not any good them, I’ll teach you to the best of my ability. And since the spells that do actual harm are the ones you want to use and they only really work on people, I’ll let you cast them on me as practice”. The 15 Ravenclaw girls looked around the room of requirements at each other, they all seemed curious about the proposition that the attractive boy at the back of the room. They were all waiting for the ‘but’. “But…..I get to touch any …
When the incident happened, Sally had been loaded into the back of a cop car and taken to a police station where she had been charged, fingerprinted and photographed. She was then given the option of having a full trial which would have meant being booked into County Jail until she could see a judge. The alternative was one of the new “Administrative Punishments” which the state had introduced to deal with the backlog of cases. With all that alcohol just beginning to fade from her system, Sally just wanted to go home so she signed the papers and was escorted from the premises clutching an armful of documents listing her charges and recording her consent to an Admin Punishment. Charges: Driving Under the Influence Reckless Driving Occasioning Injury Driving without insurance Driving While Suspended …
My wife is 20, 36C(silver dollar sized aureoles), 26, 37. Long blondish hair. Prominent pubic mound. Trimmed cunt hair. 5’6″. 110 lbs. Firm skijump tits. Tight round ass. Pretty face with a sexy “I want to suck your cock” mouth. I get off on my buddies looking at my wife in revealing clothes, especially bikinis. I knew she enjoyed being looked at, but had no idea how much. One Saturday afternoon when Steve came over I noticed he went to the bathroom and stayed there longer than to just piss. Debbie, my wife was gone. Steve and I were drinking beer and I finally had to piss. Debbie’s sheer green wedding night nightie and sheer black lace bra and matching crotchless panties were hanging on the shower rod. I didn’t think a lot of it …
There was once a girl named Elma, she was 15 years old. She had a great, curvy body. She had a 36B cup breasts, and was a real flirt. She was one of the schools most popular girls, and all the guys were in line, asking her out. Her best friends name was Sunny, or sunjana, and was also 15. They did absolutely everything together, and were inseprable. Sunny was half british and half indian, although she tried avoiding her indian heritage. Her voice had a strong British accent. She had a beige skin tone, and was slim. Her hips werent as curvy as Elma’s, but they had somewhat of a shape. Sunnys breasts were small A cups, with dark brown, pinchable nipples. Often times while the girls were changing together, Elma would fantisize about …
What I’ve written below describes how I met Eve. When she read my narrative, Eve made a number of edits – mostly to the conversations we shared – to reflect what she recalls saying and to reflect the way that she speaks. Some people may complain that I’ve included too much detail in the description of how we met, or that the narrative is too slow to progress. Both Eve and I respectfully disagree and think that it is important that a reader understand all of the circumstances surrounding the events that transformed our lives. It’s the only way that anything makes sense. We are not posting this everywhere – only on stories.xnxx.com – and if there’s enough interest we will share more of our memories of how our relationship developed. It was (and continues …
….I had a cool girlfriend. Her mom let us do what we wanted in her room. We didn’t have to sneak around or fuck in secret. I was older than my girlfriend and her mom and I were close to the same age. She seemed to understand and told us both, what we did in Darnell’s bedroom was our private affair. She liked me and I liked her. ….Darnell was a younger version of her mom. Both had great bodies and nice full tits. Dana, her mom, was a school teacher for 9th grade (14 yr olds). We began to talk a lot when Darnell wasn’t around. ….Week after week we talked. She began to slowly talk about how the boys stared at her tits and legs. She was a single mom with no boyfriend …
Wendy watched as the moving van unloaded the new family’s belongings. She was particularly interested in muscular son who was not wearing a shirt. He worked up quite a sweat. The daughter was cute too but Wendy was not really into girls. A couple weeks later after the family had settled in Wendy brought over a banana bread as a welcome to the neighborhood gift. The mother, Sarah, introduced herself and the two kids. Randy was her son who was 19 and going to enter the local college as a freshman. And his step sister, Lydia, was 18 and a senior in high school. Randy was staring at Wendy in her tight top and short shorts. He as smitten by her long beautiful legs and the fact that her nipples were showing did not hurt. …
Tina rode furiously through the woods on her old ten- speed. The chill autumn air blew hard against her face, blowing away her tears. She made a sharp turn down a random trail, not caring where she was going until she reached the top of a hill, where she stopped. Sniffling softly she dismounted her bike. She grabbed her purse and pulled out a cigarette, lit it, then sat down at the base of a tree. She inhaled a deep breath of smoke, exhaled slowly, then gingerly touched her right cheek. It stung. She pulled out her rarely used compact (she didn’t usually wear make-up) and examined her face in the mirror. It was hard to tell, since her face was red from the cold, but it looked like her cheek was already beginning to …
This is a true story about how I met the love of my life. When I met John, I had no idea he would become the love of my life. John came over to visit my neighbor’s brother. He was a very handsome young man and extremely kind and thoughtful. He saw me working outside and came over and introduced himself. His bright blue eyes and blonde hair caught my eye along with his athletic physique. He offered to help as he seemed bored with those he was visiting. He was in high school then. There was something special between us and I wasn’t sure of what his thoughts were. He was 16 and I was 21. He came from a very religious Mormon family and a very strict and controlling one as well. After …
Once you’ve crossed the line, there isn’t any problem. It takes a little bit of psychological adjustment and if you get that right, and you accept that you’re never going to be understood by anyone on the outside, then it just becomes a world within a world. You know that most of the stuff that happens is ugly and dysfunctional and most probably non-consensual, but not all of it. And no-one wants to think that any of it is going on by choice, or even worse, to consider that it’s better than anything you’ll ever experience with anyone else. But when I fuck my mother, when she takes my cock in her mouth, when she calls out to me to watch her frig herself with a dildo, it’s sex beyond the firewall. That’s when the …