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I often wonder if people realize the importance of the changes during having intercourse, can do to people.
When a man enters me, puts his cock inside me, we become one entity, physically connected together and feeling the most incredible waves of pleasure, our bodies take over, our brains switch off for that brief interlude, where both of us become one world, both aiming for the same thing, and that is to finish what has started.
As a student in Newcastle, England, I went to a party at some blokes home. It had all started as a night down the local boozers and I had d***k too m... Continue»
“Tariq, you need to go get a suit for Uncle Mack’s funeral,” Jackie Woods instructed her twenty-four year old son.
“Okay, ma,” grunted the fast food worker who was on his day off playing Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare.
“I’m serious. Do it today. You can use JC Penney card.”
“Tariq! Have that suit before we leave for Cleveland tonight.”
“Okay,” the six-foot-one-inch slim dark-skinned guy huffed as he paused his game. “I’ma get ready and go now.”
“Thank you,” the exasperated woman sighed. “I’m gone to the beauty shop. See you later.”
Tariq rushed out of the bedroom he’d ha... Continue»
eat spread from Anne's crotch as she stared at the wooden beams supporting the iron wall of the garden shed. Her hands gripped the edge of a wooden saw-horse and strands of her long red hair stuck to her sweating face.
"Faster!" Her breath was rasping now, her heart pounding as Steve's rigid cock, jack-hammered away in her slippery cunt. The squelch and suck of their colliding flesh filled the confined space, intermingled with her gasping yelps and his deep grunts.
Steve squeezed and pinched his mother's ample creamy arse cheeks as he rammed his cock into her, the immaculately smooth ski... Continue»
The Caning at the Cafe du Concorde.
On the face of it, to any casual or uninformed observer, the Cafe du Concorde may have appeared an unlikely location to act as a setting for the public disgrace and punishment of Yvette Marie-Louise Renard. The cafe in its snug location on the eponymous main square of the idyllic little village of Pont du Rochelles showed nothing at first glance to suggest that it was anything else other than the sort of pleasant and friendly little rural establishment whose twin could be found in any village in France. The drivers whose navigationa... Continue»
Little boys grow into men and even I have to admit, watching them as a woman, they have the same allure, as men do watching girls grow into women.
I am talking from experience, what comes around, goes around. As a young girl my mothers b*****r, Joe, had a penchant for me, and I can remember feeling his warmth and erection, on countless occasions.
One night in particular, Joe pushed his erection between my legs, and let loose my first experience of a man's cum, while I pretended to sl**p.
To be honest, I dont know if Joe knew I was pretending to be in slumber, as my thighs were locked ha... Continue»
Patong beach thailand a few years ago, a few drinhs at a bar with some friends on going to toilet at public loo which was next door to ladyboy bar. Standing and relieving myself in runs two lovely ladyboys from next door. Who proceed to do there make up and have a good look at my cock for good measure! Now at this point I hadn't any feelings one way or another, but now I was very curious indeed!
So I made my way back to my friends at the bar finished my drink and with a lame excuse left in the direction of the ladyboy bar, feeling nervous as hell I entered. It was dark with loud music a... Continue»
I was over at the college dropping off Maggie, my daughter, for her late evening class when I saw a young-appearing woman trip and fall, spilling the contents of her carry-all as I was leaving my parking space. I hopped out of the car and rushed to assist her, making sure she was okay and helping her gather her things. It turned out this was her first-year as an instructor at the college and she was from out of town. I thought she was very pretty - she had sparkling green eyes and deep auburn hair. She was dressed in business attire, but it was more than obvious she had a fantastic figure.... Continue»
It was the last week of summer break. I spent more time at Mr. Donalds house then I did with my friends or my own.
When ever I go there I put my bike in the backyard and pull off my clothes. I'd play on the swings or swim while waiting for him to come out to greet me. He would always offer sun lotion and I would stand in front of him, arms out, legs spread. This particular morning Mr. Donald was already outside drinking his coffee.
After stripping off everything I ran over and sat beside him. He offered me a coke, I took it and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arm around me and gave me a hug,... Continue»
It started when I was a teenager and living alone with my mother. I was the youngest of five and all my siblings had moved on after my parent's divorce. We lived in an apartment complex with a lot of young couples and divorced women with k**s. The pool was a gathering place for everyone, mom was part of a group of backgammon playing, wine drinking ladies. It was during this time when I started to grow. I lifted weights for football and was looking good at 185lbs. and 6' tall.
Sue, one of the "wine" ladies in her forties invited me back to her apartment one day and ***... Continue»
I was in the closet dangling surrounded by mirrors for what felt like an eternity. Mistress Anna, my once friend now dominatrix, had helped me to the best orgasm of my life but my penance was to stay handcuffed in her closet seeing my sissified self in all the mirrors she had set up around me. I felt ashamed and aroused all at once. It was probably a few hours later that the plug finally slipped from my ass as I started to doze. The glass plug thudded on the carpet and woke me from my daze. I could hear footsteps.
She was gentle with me. She carefully lifted me and unlocked the handcu... Continue»
I woke up the next morning with a hard-on. I knew I hadn't been dreaming when I felt the crusty cum on my chest. There was low sound from the room next to me. I squinted at the clock and saw it was almost ten a.m. Eddie was long gone to work at the Better Business Bureau. That got me wondering if Darlene was awake. I moved to the door, still naked and hard and opened it slowly. It always makes this little squeak.
"Hey loverboy! Come in here and see your dear sweet mother in law." Grinning I walked to her door. Darlene was on the bed. The sound I had heard was her moaning from a... Continue»
My name is Arthur and my best mate back then was Mike. We met in the early years of high school and became best friends. Often we would have sl**p overs at each others houses. Our friendship continued after leaving school at 16, and we got a job working in a factory together.
Every friday from age 18 we would 'clock off' from the factory and get ready to hit the towns nightlife. Payday was like Christmas every week for us young men still living with our parents.(In the UK back then you had to be 18 to go to night clubs and bars). Neither of us were tied down in a relationship, so we would p... Continue»
Life as we know it can be altered...from one moment to the next, you can never predict the future. Looking back to that dreadful day...
I'm a happily married woman, 43 years of age...my husband Richard is a good man. He's in the insurance industry and without question, he's always devoted his time and energy towards his career. With that being said, I know that he loves me...and he loves our k**s. As for myself, I've been working as a loan officer in the same bank for the past 15 years. My oldest daughter Melissa, was in her 2nd year at college and my son David, had just turned eighteen and... Continue»
My name is Clara Bedford and I'm as white bread as they come. My parents
were born into money - old money - and lots of it. I grew up in a big
white house in Westchester County. When I was a little girl I played with
my little white friends. When I got older I went to private schools where
almost everyone was white. Then I went to college and it was more of the
I have blond hair, blue eyes and fine features. I guess back then I was
what you would call a WASP thoroughbred because I was very very thin.
Girls from old money were supposed to be thin and I dieted and exercised ... Continue»
Alex turned to face the men as they started to enter. Cumbag was
suspended between two stalls by her wrists. Around her neck was the sign that
read 'FREE SLUT'. Cumbag smiled at the group of men, hungry for their abuse,
hungry for their cocks.
"Hi men... I'm Alex and this sack of shit is Cumbag. Cumbag, introduce
your stupid ass to these nice men who came all this way to gang-**** you, cunt."
Alex pulled Cumbag's toy box in front of the hanging slut as she spoke.
"Hi guy's... I'm the slut named Cumbag... I'm a cumdump... I'm just a
dirty little cocksucking bitch-cunt... Ooohh...... Continue»
It was my mothers 38th birthday in two weeks and I had been searching for a book she used to have from school, she had often told me about it. And one day she went into the loft to get it to show me. I had been showing an interest in poetry, which had surprised her greatly, me being Mr Macho and all that.
She called to me and I climbed the ladder. We hadn't been up there for years and had forgotten how much junk she and my dad had collected, but she couldn't find the book anywhere. We even stripped it nearly, we had a real clear out and lots of fun doing it, finding all sorts of forgotten t... Continue»
It had been a bitch of a day. I was NOT in a good mood. I’d skipped out of the office early which meant I would not be getting sacked for smacking my boss in her over smart mouth. It was good driving along the motorway. I could let out some aggression when the road was empty but I knew the only thing to really calm me down was my wife.
I had the image in my mind of storming into the house, dragging her by her long auburn hair to the bedroom and r****g her like a cheap whore and making her do the dirtiest things I could imagine.
I could hear her voice in my ear, begging me not to ... Continue»
In the early seventies, I was taking some time off from
school. I was a member of the counterculture, 22, and
was living near my divorced mom’s house in the San
Fernando Valley. I was then about six feet tall, and
weighed about 190. A friend had taken off to the East
Coast, and had left me with some exceptionally powerful
marijuana. My girlfriend too had left me, and I was
feeling down, so I would go over to my moms quite a
My mom was still at 42 very attractive. She was about
5’5" dark haired, and thin with big boobs. She probably
weighed about 120. She had tried ... Continue»
this happened to me a few summers ago my husband had taken our 12yr old son on a camping holiday not my thing so I went to stay at my mothers house for the week. it was a really hot day mother and I were sat out in the front garden when the next door neighbour came out and asked us if we"d like to sample some of his home made wine.now the next door neighbour was a good 20yrs older than me I"d say in his early 60s, tall ,slim with silver hair and mouchtache he"d been widowed for about five years and I can remember growing up in my teens and he would always be lurking about and he would stare a... Continue»
Jo was to be gone all week but he decided to come home early and was suprised to see a van outside his house. When he got inside his mom was dressed sexy and a man was there with a camera on a tripod. The man told him he was there to film his mom but the other man did not show. The man said "did you not know your mom was a high paid porn star?" Jo was shocked. He knew his mom was very pretty and had a great figure with big tits and and nice round ass but never guessed she was into porn. This explained how she had so much money as a single mom.
His mom was wearing a skin tight tube top and a... Continue»