TRUE STORY. I had got a hand written note through my door saying I looked great in my PVC mac. Shit! Id been rumbled, but how? I had never ventured out whilst all tarted up, so someone had spied me thru my window, and only my kitchen had net curtains, so it must be my male neighbour!! I decided to test my theory next time I dressed. I had my short red PVC chinese dress on, with fishnets, white patent thigh boots (5" heels), my curly blonde wig, and my over the top makeup made me feel so wanton! I tried to see if he was watching thru his window, but couldnt see him, so I put the kitchen light o... Continue»
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I was 16 years old and eagerly awaiting the end of my school life, I had just a couple months left to go and couldn't wait to be free! Exams were just around the corner...
"You been talking to my boyfriend, bitch?" Charlene angrily asked, pushing me up against a tree in the back of the school yard. It was my favourite place to hang out with my friends as hardly any teacher would be there.
"What?!" I blurt out, stunned.
"I saw you talking to my boyfriend the other day!" She accused. I realised it's Mark she was talking about, he had been chatting me up a lot despite my obvious lack o... Continue»
My day started of rather boring; one of those free days you just don't no what to do. But I thought to myself fuck it, ill go to the university library and see who's there. Recognized a few familiar faces, but one stood out. She had full voluptuous lips, that were sucking on pen lid. I could see her tongue flicker the tip, I could only imagine how good it would feel. I caught myself staring for too long, her hazel colored eyes were transfixed on me. She was stunning; super model face. I thought I recognized her as one of the hijabi girls on my course,but she didn't have her hijab on. I fumbled... Continue»
it should be noted i am not the author....whitedog is..
My name is Tim and this is a story of how the lottery can change many lives. My wife Sara and I have been married for twelve years, she is thirtysix and I am fortyfour. I met her through a blind date and even though she was much more attractive than me what they day about opposites attract in our case was quite true as Sara had a very outgoing, agressive dominant personality compared to my meek, shy kinda wimpish personality.
For some reason we hit it off and I was in heaven, most young women of her awesom... Continue»
Robin was lost in thought as she rode the Clark St. bus on her way to her job as a junior trader at the Board of Trade in downtown Chicago. Having only graduated from the U of I three months ago, she felt very lucky indeed to have landed such a good job in such a short period of time. If she kept her nose to the grindstone and worked hard, Robin was sure that not only would this job provide the mental challenge she needed, but also the kind of money most folks only dreamed of. As the bus swayed to and fro as it passed over the Chicago River bridge, Robin thought that the only real problem she ... Continue»
She boarded the train at Paddington and moved down the carriage to her seat, as she sat down she took off her coat and gazed out of the window, a little smile adorned her face as she knew that in less than an hour she would be with him again, and this time it was for a whole weekend.
The train jolted as it moved out of the station and just at that exact time her phone vibrated in her pocket,the vibrations sent a tingle all the way around her body, again she began to grin as she knew the message was from him, as she reached for her phone she could feel that her nipples had become erect and she... Continue»
Friar Ambrose sat in his private study at the monastery. He often occupied his time before he would administer corporal punishment to an errant boy or girl by reading or thinking back on the wonderful memories he had of a life spent in education,most notably his use of corporal punishment while educating boys in the classics. He closed his eyes and began to think of one particular memory,a memory that often excited him,a memory that often came to mind more so than the thousands of other memories he had of administering corporal punishment. He was back in St.Augustine's School for Boys. A schoo... Continue»
Talking Dirty To Your Woman in Bed
Women just as men love to talk dirty as well as be a part of talk that is dirty in detail. Therefore, a man must know how to talk dirty to his woman. Especially when they are as close as possible in bed or somewhere else, he must know how to get her very excited with a use of choice words that will drive her over the edge of passion. How to talk dirty to your woman in bed is not difficult at all. Want to get her eating out of your hand and excited beyond words by using dirty words? Well, this article will help him with her, but he must not be shy or at a c... Continue»
A few years back when Yahoo had more specific rooms, and real people in them, I was looking for women that would enjoy watching me masturbate for them in person. I was beyond the cam sex shows and wanted more. Amazingly to me, I found a woman only 20 minutes away and we agreed to meet at a school parking lot. She knew of a park that had some private areas so we had a plan and went through with it that same day! I met her - awkward - LOL. Especially weird when we both know our meeting is to simply satisfy our sexual urges. I followed her on a short 5 minute drive to the park. We wasted no time ... Continue»
Liz and I just recently had dinner at our country club with four other couples. They are our closet friends but they have no idea that we have occasionally been leading a secret swinger life. Some of my friends have even told me over the years that Liz seems sexually uptight and prudish. If they only knew the truth.
It is true that when we first moved to Connecticut right after we married, Liz was uptight and not sexually adventurous. If you have read anything about us in our past postings, you would know that has all changed. Has the change been better for our marriage? I don't know but it... Continue»
Ever since I was a k** I had an image of a guy in my head. I saw him in my dreams and I knew somehow I'd meet him one day. I went though life knowing this image, but not really thinking it was real. I got married, had a k** and raised her and never met the guy till one day I was at a convention and out of the corner of my eye I saw him. I knew it was him instantly, even from that distance, so I made my way over to him to chat. He was pushing his product for his company and I pretended to be interested but somehow I could tell he was interested in me. Not just in a hot girl I wanna fuck you way... Continue»
i'm certainly not complaining, 'cause i'm actually pretty happy about it, but you've kinda fuk'd things up for me.
i mean, i used to go out at every opportunity i had & A: whore; B: hit the book store; or C: just roam the streets in general.
but being with you was just so fukin' wonderful that i've pretty much lost interest in doing all that. it just seems so dirty & cheap & doesn't mean the same things it did to me before. it had been about meeting people and having a chance to interact with them as gyrl. now... i've met you... our brief encounter filled me up with so... Continue»
as a prison guard, is my duty keep the "insiders" as i call the-day-caged people, i treat them as they deserve.
Who is nice can watch tv and stay two hours under the sun, who is a wicked prisoner and mean, can´t get out from the underground level.
one day, the easter holiday, all went out of the building, for the relax time outside, but one was left in.
this one, has past days, spit on my face, when i had brought his parent´s mail and his food.
on the easter holiday, i was so sick of him, that i´ve decided he needed to learn a lesson...
the underground level was supposed for "... Continue»
Darren was a brotha on a mission. It was Friday night and the club lights were coming up and it was time to take someone home and this white chick he’d been talking to didn’t even put up the pretense of playing hard to get. Darren had more than Jungle Fever; he had Sub-Saharan Tropical Rain Forest Malaria and slutty white girls were his penicillin. The object of his affection smelled of beer, cigarettes, and hair spray. Her d**g-store eyeliner was smudged and all that was left of her lipstick was a barely detectable line of equally cheap, pink lip-liner framing her thin lips. The rest... Continue»
I love the spring time in Georgia. After a cold wet winter I'm always so ready to get outside. This goes for my wife also , she is ready to start working on her tan as soon as it's warm enough to lay out by our pool nude. It's only the first week in March but we have had several days already in the high 70's. Saturday I was working in the back yard raking up the last of the fallen leaves from last fall. I was on the back side of the pool when my wife called to me. I looked up and saw her holding a cold beer for me. I dropped the rake and headed toward her. She was on the deck and when I got ... Continue»
Cindy looked in the mirror and after staring at her out sized form for several seconds, broke down in tears as her rolls of fat began shaking gently in time with her sobs!!! While she wasn't really tall, she packed a very hefty two hundred fifty five pounds on her large boned frame, and as she sobbed away, her huge breasts, that hung nearly to her waist jiggled back and forth as the tears rolled down her cheeks all the way down to her nipples!!! It had be so long since she'd had a man that she once joked to herself that she wondered what a cock even looked like or whether man had evolved into ... Continue»
The door slides open. We step in holding hands, laughing. Your eyes wandering up my bare leg to the hem of my skirt, smiling to yourself. Reaching out you push number five. The door begins to slide shut. I push you against the wall. My hand grabbing your collar pulling you down to my lips, lost in my eyes as I pull you closer. Our lips meeting lightly, our passion exploding as you pull me hard against you.
I taste so sweet, so intoxicating!
Our moist lips parting as I bite your lip lightly. My hand at the back of your head running through your hair. Your tongue strikes out running ... Continue»
Sarah Shaw a beautiful Blonde Southern gal living the perfect life married to her high school sweet heart Tom shaw. Toms a successful business man working for international business companies. Recently Sarah's been feeling neglected from the lack of time and affection Tom been giving her .As time goes buy the pain grows along with a growing distance and of doubt ever since Sarah found text messages from other women in Toms cell. Tome denied any foul play , he told Sarah that they were business clients and Sarah should not worry. Tom finally made time for Sarah he surprised her with a... Continue»
this happend a few years ago my ex wife told me whot happend and i still get turned on thinkin about it tina was 24 are son had just started school she saw advert 4 house cleaner 4 3 hours a week in newsagents so she phoned it up and guy anserd and said his wife was in hospital but she could come 4 a chat about job next day about 11am so she got home told me about it and said whot should i wear i jockinly said someing sexy as he was on his wife wouldent be there the next day i was on 2till 10 shift so got 2 see whot she was wearing tina came in kichen said this ok she had low cut red top and ... Continue»
Time: 2030. Place: The northern side to the entrance of Ryde Harbour on the Isle of Wight.
From where I am, facing west, the most significant feature is Ryde Pier. The pier constructed in 1815 is the oldest pier in Britain. It is the fourth longest behind: Southend, Southport and Walton-on-Naze. It actually consists of three piers: one for the railway, another for a tramway - disused since 1969 and the busiest section which is utilised by pedestrians, cyclists and light traffic.
As I hold this in my minds eye a train rumbles down the tracks. The train has two coaches and is of ex London Unde... Continue»