Taboo Porn Stories Page 514
*** For all the naysayers who do not believe today's men in their 60's-70's and even 80's could be as handsome and distinguished and virile as the men depicted in these stories please suspend belief, or copy and paste and covert them into an age that seems more fitting. BUT,IF YOU ARE A TEENAGE GIRL WHO WORKS IN A LARGE CORPORATION, YOU CAN NOW IMAGING YOUSELF WITH THE BOSS, WHO YOU KNOW IS EVERY BIT THE MAN DESCRIBED IN THIS STORY! THESE ARE HIGH-POWERED MEN THAT RETAIN INCREDIBLE PHYSIQUES AND CAN OUT-PERFORM THE AVERAGE 20 YEAR OLD TODAY....IN EVERY ASPECT...AS YOU WELL KNOW.
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Daddy, I'm ready for bed. Besides, I have something I need to talk to you about."
"Sure baby, what is it?"
"Look at this letter, Daddy. Can you believe it? They're going to make me take College English all over again! They decided my credits didn't transfer after all."
"That's a bunch of crap. You're on the Dean's List in the freaking engineering department and they want you to repeat freshman English because they decided on a whim not accept the transfer after you've been going for a semester?"
"Yeah. Pisses me off. I'm going to take it in the summer semester. It'll give me some... Continue»
It was cold. Pitch black. The cold was everywhere, the worst of it coming from the hard metal surface beneath her. It seeped into her bare skin, holding tight in an unforgiving grip. Despite all efforts, she was unable to move a muscle, a prisoner of the dark, and the relentless chilled air surrounding her.
She'd lost track of how long she'd laid in the darkness, the cold making its way to the core of her being. From time to time there was a sound, distant and unrecognizable.
Then nothing. Only the dark, only the cold. Her mind kept going back to the last thing she remembered.
It ha... Continue»
I glanced over to the passenger in my car, marveling at her beauty, and my good fortune. She looked back with a soft smile that sent a tingle straight through my spine. God, how I wanted her. It was only a few hours ago that I had met her at the bar, her long blond hair shining even in the dim light of the smoky room. The thin, light blue dress she wore clung to her form, the loose skirt wrapping itself around her legs with every step she took. Her feet were displayed in silver heels, the hem of her dress stopping slightly above her ankles. The scooped neck presented her cleavage to the wand... Continue»
One of my keenest hobbies is photography, and since sex is another sometime back I thought I’d combine the two. Slowly over the years I’ve brought my wife into this more and more. Initially pictures in the bedroom but more recently flashing outdoors. A couple of weeks ago we were at our most adventurous. In a local wood, away from everyone (we thought) she was finally persuaded to strip entirely, not just boob flashes and up-skirt shots. I like to give her lots of encouraging complements and she really responds to it. I’d got her to shave her pussy especially and it wasn’t too long before she ... Continue»
This story is a work of fiction. All characters included are fake and do not resemble real-life individuals. The story has been written from the inspiration of cutecpl77 and taken into composition under their sole permission
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I always wanted to visit India but never had the chance until the last term when our university had signed an agreement of internship with an Indian company working within the hospitality sector. This was the chance the person they should send was me and no one else and so I did began my preparations and finally I was chosen
I never shared that my story, "She Finally Did It", posted August 4 is actually true. Of course, I changed the names to protect the guilty.
The story that I share here is the prelude to how Jeanne and I met. And yes, it is the gospel (probably the wrong word to use here) truth.
As I alluded in "She Finally Did It", my wife was widowed when she and I met via an online dating service. I was divorced since the early 90's. As a single guy who really was pretty tame before divorcing, I let it all fly when I divorced after a respectable waiting period. Internet chat rooms were the rage and I m... Continue»
When my wife committed suicide, I was left in the lurch: Hey, I
had never been an "operator." I couldn't just randomly walk into a bar, then walk out with a Testicular Drainage System (otherwise known as a woman) for the night.
As the days turned into weeks, my frustration grew. I was having difficulty getting to sl**p at night. It was only when my insomnia started causing me to miss work that my 13-year-old daughter Ashley, God Bless Her, intervened.
It was a Sunday night (or Monday morning, if you want to look at it that way), shortly after midnight. I was tossing and turning, m... Continue»
As I approached the door, the voices and nervous chatter became clearer. My ex-wife, Barbara, who I'd divorced eight years ago, was giving her two cents on every issue. I heard the naive laughter of my youngest daughter, nineteen year old Tracy, and the protests of her s****r, Kelly, the bride. Twenty-one years young and headstrong, when she had called to tell me she was getting married, my silence deceived the shock and disappointment, but I recovered enough to wish her the best of luck and a long happy life. The other voices I couldn't make out and figured them to be bridesmaids, giddy in th... Continue»
It was the night before my s****r's wedding day. She stayed in her old room at our folks place to avoid seeing her hubby to be and bring bad luck to their marriage. As the best man, I told my future b*****r in law not to worry, he could hang in the hotel bar with his groomsman and I would take care of some last minute errands. This included going to my parents house to pick up some decorations for tomorrow's reception. I pulled into the driveway and only my s****r's care was there.
I opened the door and yelled hello. No one answered but I heard the shower going. I went upstairs, I gues... Continue»
I suppose there are at least three types of i****t that immediately spring to mind. The first and unforgivable type being the unwanted, unloved, permanently damaging, ravaging type where one f****y member demands sex of another.
The second being the opposite of the first whereby two f****y members, normally over a number of years, become so close, so in love with each other, that making love is a natural progression and their love for each other is enhanced by it.
My story started one day when my b*****r, someone I hadn’t seen for ten years, due to my mother leaving my dad fo... Continue»
My sons girlfriend is stunning , very slim ,blonde hair,pretty face , 36/23/34 figure and 21 years old. Such a sexy girl with her personality is a delight to know. Now she lives with us as her dad has never liked her, god knows why but thats f****y.She is a tease that's for sure, always coming down stairs with a short house coat on only, and is nude under it, she makes sure i get a peek every now and then . I have seen her in the shower and when she saw me looking she put her fingers in her pussy and then into her mouth ,winked and closed the door sadly.That pussy was shaved clean mmmmmm!!!!ju... Continue»
Before I begin I want to say that everything from this story is 100% true. Maybe for many of you this story will not be extraordinary, for me it is because it is the kind of story which I have dreamed in my wettest dreams.
I am living a normal life, working hard for a good deal of money, have less time for friends, having a fiancÃ©e etc . 3 years ago the guy whom I grew up with and my best friend moved out of the country and we saw each other once since his departure. When he left, he took with him his girlfriend from that time, a very sexy girl (mid 20s, quite short, blonde, blue eyes, quite... Continue»
It was almost a year since we had seen each other. Twelve worrying months, fifty two weeks when all the time I was on edge. On my gloomier days I imagined the police knocking on my door and arresting me and in my optimistic periods I felt I would never see you again. In between I imagined there was a phone call from my s****r screaming about what I had done to her baby or you turning up unannounced and black mailing me into more sex, or worse trying it on and succeeding with my twenty year old daughter. There were so many fucking nightmare scenarios and no good news ones at all.
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"Do you think they've been doing it?"
"Doing what?" her mother asked.
"Cathy and Bobby. Do you think they're ...well, you know...having sex?" she asked blushing.
"What? Look at them mom...she's all over him."
"They're far too young."
"Gina thinks they're doing it. Her s****r was in their class this year."
"He's still a virgin," the mother insisted as she watched her son Bobby and his girlfriend Cathy kissing through the kitchen window. "When did you see Gina anyway?"
"She got home from school on Sunday. She says her s****r told her that Bobby's the hottest guy ... Continue»
"Don't Bobby," she protested as she tried to pull her hand away. And over Bobby's shoulder she could see her mom watching them from the couch. He held her wrist for seconds, not allowing her to withdraw her fingers. Slowly her resistance faded, then tentatively she started to move her hand up and down his length, exploring, arousing, caressing, promising....
"Gosh Bobby, it's so big, so hard, so long," she whispered in his ear. "It'll never fit."
She stroked him for two dances. Gasped when he slipped his hands under her shorts and cupped her firm butt. Moaned when his finger caressed her... Continue»
y f****y consists of my mother (Samantha or Sam 5' 3", 36D, 23, 35 and very good looking), my dad (John, 6', and 200lbs), my s****rs (identical twins, Jenny and Terri, 5' 2", 34D, 20, 32) and myself (Bobby, 5' 11', 180 lbs). My s****rs are a year younger than me and I'm 19 and just starting college. I guess after twins neither my mom nor my dad would consider more k**s.
Anyway, my dad is the kind of guy that likes to do things himself. If something needed fixing then he would grab his tools and take care of it. He was pretty good at it too. He really liked the outdoors. He has also had bee... Continue»
My mother is the smartest woman I know.
She has a PhD from one of the best medical schools in the country, and she's currently one of the nation's top researchers when it comes to pharmaceutical d**gs.
Needless to say, she was thrilled I decided to major in the field of science, particularly in the field of environmental studies. She was so thrilled, that for the past 3 years, she made it a tradition that we would go camping during my Spring break so that we would always remain close despite our busy lives.
Now I'll admit, I've masturbated to my mother plenty of times in my life. At 4... Continue»
I have to tell somebody about this, and I can't tell anybody I know, so I guess it's gonna be you. My name is Rick, I'm 18, and I'm in my last year of high school. I live with my mom in a two bedroom apartment on the outskirts of downtown Chicago. Mom cuts hair and does facials and waxing for a living.
Every morning at 6:00 AM sharp she comes into my room with a cup of coffee and wakes me up for school. She always puts the coffee on my nightstand and then sits down on the side of the bed. "Hey Big Guy, up and at 'em. Time to rise and shine!" Same time, same routine every morning.
"Hey Mo... Continue»
Jake sat at the dinner table looking at his son and daughter-in-law. They seemed such a happy couple and the love that Jake felt for both of them was obvious. It was Wednesday night and they were at Taylor's house having dinner. This had become a regular event.
Taylor got up to help his wife Shannon clear the table. They never allowed Jake to help even though he always offered. When they came back, it was with a steaming pot of coffee and the sweet rolls that Jake loved so much.
They watched as he took a bite. Then his eyes rolled up in his head and he gave a satisfying moan of pleasure.... Continue»