Mature Porn Stories Page 552
I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing
She walked into the room where we were waiting for the meeting to start, her high
heels clicking on the stone floor intending to be noticed. Dutifully most male eyes
turned and stared. Female eyes showed no reaction, but Mrs Guthrie, an elderly
parishioner sitting on my left said, “Jezebel, Whore of Babylon.”
I responded, “Corset (much needed), makeup too thick, shoes wrong colour.”
Jean on my right and wife of a cosmetic surgeon said, “Boob job for sure, face lift
probably.” This was a meeting... Continue»
I feel the tip of your cock get bigger I know what's gonna happen next, but I was really surprised when you took your hand and f***ed your expanding cock, balls deep into my throat, my lack of a gag reflex allowed you to sink all the way into my tight throat. My eyes get wide and I stare into your eyes. My big emerald green eyes looking into yours. You can see my surprised look and reaction. My lips against your balls feeling your cum flowing from your balls into your twitching throbbing cock which is lodged into my throat and feel you cum straight into my stomach.
Barbara's still grinding a... Continue»
Hello and Hi to all the readers of this XHAMSTER site stories. I’m reading almost all the stories of this site. This is the story how I became Callboy for my f****y problems. I am a businessman in Mysore. Usually I travel more to Bangalore to purchase materials. Like that few weeks back when I boarded the bus there were only few people in bus. I sat in two seat side and a lady around 30-32 years was diagonally sitting in next seat.
Meanwhile I got a call from my client and I was discussing on rate and supply, service etc. after that call the lady asked me, are you into Computers business.... Continue»
(This is a work of fiction, made up in my mind, any resemblance to actual events, or people, or another author are strictly coincidence. This is an original work. -JW)
At some point or another everyone has a fantasy about having some amazing sex with some complete stranger in the heat of the moment. The following can be filed into that category.
I have never considered myself to be one of the beautiful people. I am more along the lines of the guy who lands in that group below the top rung of the totem pole. Which means that I am able to confidently approach a woman without fear. I am... Continue»
As I packed my bags for my four-day break from work, I hugged my housemate good bye, and told her I when I’ll be back. Getting in the car, and driving away from the city I felt a sense of freedom, no more work for four beautiful fun-filled days. At least I hope it’ll be fun-filled days.
After driving for an hour, I took a rest stop at a petrol station that had a small restaurant attached. After refreshing myself in the restroom, I sat down at one of the tables and order a coffee and some raisin toast. I was famished. Sitting at the table, waiting for my order to arrive, I looked around the ... Continue»
Jasper Junction wasn’t much of a place. It wasn’t one which Thad would have
chosen. But he had to indulge the whims of those who worked for him, to some
extent, and if Marcella felt it was the location which the Lord had pointed out to her,
he would make the most of it.
Any town in the Bible-belt offered an opportunity, he had learned.
He toured up and down the four-block stretch of Main Street, looking for a
newspaper office. He found none. He stopped at the d**g store and perused the
stands in front of it. They bore city papers only. Jasper Junction was without its own
periodical, it... Continue»
Sugar Daddy’s Sissy Part II
As I said earlier Cliff, my lover, is a 53 year old prominent attorney in town and I am his “kept mistress”. His special pleasure comes on Tuesday night when I dress up as a young woman and frequent a private club for gay men in town. That night I had worn a red low cut out smock dress with a silk bottom which was highlighted by a red bra and panties and a pair of thigh high nylons. I wore my black leather “collar” to let everyone know I was Cliff’s women only. My make-up artist had done a wonderful job on my face and short page-boy wig. I knew I was the best look... Continue»
The Italian Job 18
I have re-submitted this one after some confusion, so if it crops up again, just ignore it, this one may be a bit of a tear jerker so ladies have your hankies ready.
Several weeks past and all was relatively quiet but I was troubled, something was bugging me and I could not make up my mind, I said nothing to Ellie but finally succumbed and went to Genoa, I knew the address and parked outside, I sat in the car for an hour trying to get up the courage to go and knock on the door, finally I went to the door, I knocked and a tall elegant middle aged Italian woman answered th... Continue»
Joy is a petite, mature Filipina. Ever since moving to Hawaii, I've had a thing for Filipinas. Especially the ones with spunk and ambition. Joy was such a woman.
"What do you do, when your'e not working?" she asked. She ran a shop out of her garage. Titled "Joy Store".
Innocent enough question, I thought.
I was picking up my week's supply of papaya and bananas. I always loved the name..."Joy Store"...conjured images of acquiring things that brought me unbridled joy. Slightly illicit. More joy than was legal. More than you expected. Any more and it'd be i*****l.
I mumbled... Continue»
After a few exchanges with emails and texts, we decided to meet for the first time with feelings of uncertainty. We had planned to meet in an open public place to size each other up socially. As you stand by the Starbucks counter you see me approach and feelings of both anxiety and pleasure rush over you. My hand lightly embraces your arm and I lean in gently kissing your cheek and smile not wanting to be too forward; a slight rush warms you making your face slightly flushed. With an inquisitive smile you ask if I had indeed put some wine on ice for us, in case we hit it off - I just grinned ... Continue»
Here I am to narrate an incidence, which happen to me when I was 19 years old. I am 33 now and this was with my aunt. She was kind of loose character and my mum did not like her a bit. Her name was arpita aunty (name changed). She was a f****y friend and wife to my dad’s best friend Jai uncle.
Arpita aunty was fair and tall almost 5.6”, which in our community is excellent height. Arpita aunty was not fat or lean; she was ok especially with 2 k**s and age of 39 at that time. She had curly hair and looked updated but the moment she opened her mouth, the image of modern women fell apart.
I have a mind control gift. At least, I think it's a gift. Originally I thought it was a curse. The mind control is very limited in target and duration but it does have some long-term effects. Also, I'm not really in control. In fact, no one is in control. So is it really mind control? Confused? I'll try to explain.
My name is Charles, but just about everyone calls me Chuckie after a character in the 'Rugrats' cartoons. I hate that show. Everything was normal for me as a c***d. My parents are both lead researchers working together at a university-sponsored medical center. It's very lu... Continue»
I went to the mall and weas walking along when I saw you . Your were wearing a very short powder blue dress and shear black pantyhose with some very sexy high heels. You stopped and bent over and rubbed your legs very slowly your skirt was so short I could see your beautiful ass . Immediately my cock started to grow hard making a visable tent in my shorts you just looked back at it and grinned . You stood up and walked farther along as I followed you watching your sexy legs and ass .Every so often you glanced back and saw me following you by now I was very hard anybody that walked past me coul... Continue»
The way young Manley got started fooling around with Patricia Preston
wasn't all that different from the way any local eighteen-year-old boy
made out with an attractive thirty-six-year-old woman. If you lived in
Tuttleville, you'd know there was a lot of that going on. A stranger
however, would never realize it.
The women of Tuttleville - and the teenage girls too - were rather
clanish. They didn't take to strangers. Men from out of town, business
men, traveling salesmen and the like, came away with the impression
that the ladies who lived there, were pure-minded, well behaved... Continue»
One Week Later....
As I regained my strength in my room. Ben was there every day keeping me aprised of his research. "Dude!" he said bursting into my room. "Guess what I found!" he added. "What?" I asked lampooning his excitement. "I found THE Milo Rembaldi expert, his name is Dr. Michael Reyerson!" "And this helps us how?" I asked. "Because not only is he the Rembaldi expert he's also his great grandson. He was Born Milo Michael Rembaldi!" "We gotta talk to this guy, he has to have answers!" I said sitting up. "The only drawback is that he lives and works in Coleman...that's 40 miles away!... Continue»
A wonderful dream ruined as the obnoxious alarm clock sounds off
taking out my angst on the clock I ever so gently shut off the alarm
looking over at you I see that your slumber is yet uninterrupted
remembering that you don't have to go in early today I let you continue to sl**p
carefully slipping out from under the covers I stagger towards the bathroom
examining my face the mirror shows this night's growth of facial hair
turning the hot water on I begin filling the sink
splashing my face with the hot water helps to awaken me
a quick shave makes my face baby smooth just the way you l... Continue»
It was the height of the summer in the west of ireland but like antime of the year it could begin to rain heavly at any moment. Unfortunately for Amy this was the case she had come on holidays a few days earlier than her friends as she was more athletic and was interested in doing the long cycling trails before they arrived she was only 3 miles into her cycle on the first day when the heavens opened and she was soaked wet it was another 3 miles to the next town and 17 to her destination she didnt want to get sick and realised she needed to get somewhere dry fast.
Mike was on his way home ... Continue»
Ich war mal wieder so richtig fickrig und geil. Ich hatte Verlangen nach meinem Stecher. So machte ich mich gegen 5 Uhr Morgens für die Freier hübsch. Ich trug' eine ordentliche Schicht Make-up auf, mit knallroten Bonbon-Lippen, metallic-Grünem Lidschatten, Rouge und kleinem Herzchen auf der Wange. Dazu die Brünette Lockenperücke.
Ich beschloß als Generalprobe auf meinen Sex-Urlaub in Palermo das entsprechende Huren-Outfit zu tragen. Hautenge lange schwarze Gummijeans mit Schlag, beigefarbene hochhackige Plateau-Pumps, Silikontitten und darüber meine rote Stehkragen-Gummibluse mit Puffärmel... Continue»
I asked one of my friends with benefits, Fay Marsh, to write an account of the last sex she had with me for xhamster readers. This is what she said.....
Last week I had sensational, satisfying sex for a long time that I can remember. My pussy felt rejuvenated. We were not getting along and I thought at the time that the relationship had run its course. I was in the kitchen getting a bottle of chilled champagne from the refrigerator. I closed the door. When I turned around Rocky Harte grabbed me and pinned me to the refrigerator; champagne still in my hand. I felt too shocked to fight ... Continue»
There was complete darkness surrounding the estate. The thick trees designed to provide shade during the day, also provided cover at night from any surface light. Surveying the area from atop the knoll, he smiled. It was as black as the sea when you're three thousand miles from anywhere. The power lines were dead and the phone and security systems were offline. That made him feel as good about this as he
She had actually brought this upon herself. Suzanne was a stunning beauty who strolled through boardrooms as if she owned them and took no crap from anyone. He... Continue»