I mean it..I dream of it..one night, a sexy, hot shemale with a wonderful throbbing cock is fucking me like there's no tomorrow..my next dream entails my sucking the nipples of a horny, bi-curious gal like me..she's moaning and so am I because I am massaging her nipples with my tongue and I can imagine how hot it must feel and how wet her pussy must be getting..the next night, I dream of a sensual and beautiful couple..we are equally pleasing each other and the experience is so mind blowing that I wake up with an aching pussy ready to be satisfied..that's my story - but I no longer want it to ... Continue»

this happened 3 years ago when i was 17.I had been using a couple of chatlines none of which were sex lines i must say,anyway to my story.I had been chatting to a guy called ted who was 23 and lived about ten mile from me.after chatting for a couple of weeks ted let it be known that he was gay and single.i myself was very intrigued by this as i had been curious about guy sex for sometime.i had had girfriends and was by no means a virgin.it was half term ,and we were chatting on friday afternoon when ted said would i like to meet up on saturday,i was a\ bit unsure at first but agreed.we had al... Continue»

I’ve out enjoying a night on the town. Good club with very loud music. I’ve been enjoying a few drinks, chatting up a few gorgeous women, a few random kisses in the corner, got a few phone numbers. I notice this woman across the dance floor, long legs, tight ass and great tits, maybe 36D. My cock beginning to get hard just looking at her in her very Revealing outfit, huge heels, tiny skirt that barley covers her ass and a nice strappy top, not sure whether there’s a bra, that can barely contain her fantastic tits. I’m just staring hoping they jump out.

After another... Continue»

He stands, staring down into the clear pool seeing reflections of others. Others that he has known and some he only wished he had known. His thoughts are not the clear thoughts of a man in true consideration of events gone by, but a cyclone of pictures like the vision one is said to have before dying. He is not dying, he is very much alive and in complete control. His heart beats at a rhythm he is himself imposing. As the rhythm increases so does the cyclone of thought. What is seen doesn’t matter anymore as long as the rhythm is kept. His eyes are now clenched shut; grinding teeth, clear pear... Continue»

After last night I doubt I would ever speak to him again, everytime I thought about it my heart raced and my bl**d boiled! Sitting in my friends lounge room I was explaining the nights happenings and how Joe had accused me of fucking his cousin after he'd left the club which was a complete lie and was only almost a blow job in the back of a black cab one night when I dropped some change and bent over to pick it up, to which said cousin pulled my pony and pushed my face into his crotch, I could feel his hard member against my face and his grip on my hair was so tight my pussy immediately pulsed... Continue»

The moon was full, bathing the bay and surrounding suburbs in a cerulean hue. The hot and humid air of the summer's night was still and silent, save for the crashing of the waves in the distance.

A careful eye would have spied the lanky silhouette of Joe scaling the wall effortlessly and dropping into the grounds without a sound. The moon illuminated the grounds of the house allowing Joe to scan the scene perfectly. The large manor house slouched no more than fifty yards away, the lower windows and doors boarded up. Boarded up but accessible, yes, always accessible.

The garden consist... Continue»

Catherine stretched out on her bed. It was moving day. After 9 months together, her boyfriend Gavin and herself were moving into a flat together. She was really looking forward to it. At 21, she felt she was old enough to move out of her parents house. This meant no more sneaking around during the day to avoid her parents catching them fucking and no more quick blow jobs behind the pub on the Friday night just to keep Gavin happy.  This move was going to mean freedom. Freedom to shag the brains out of her boyfriend whenever the desire took her. But for now she was enjoy the last few moments in... Continue»

Hi there, I am about 35 years old and here is the story that took place not long ago, I remember everything vividly and I still can’t believe it really happened to me. All my life, I was working as a driver, not a cab driver but driving some big shots. I received decent salary and was happy with my life. What is more, I always has a luxurious car by my side, the better part was that the gasoline and repairs were covered by my employer. So, in short, I could drive wherever I wanted and enjoy the powerful engine and the well-maintained car.

Once, my boss went on business trip and I was left ... Continue»

In our place, there is one quack doctor as I can say. We locally called this "manghihilot", whenever we have some kind of sickness that medical doctors can not cure, we turn to them for cure. They usually use oil and oration and other amulets that drives sickness or bad spirits away. They usually do "hilot" or a type of curative massage that focuses on relieving bodily pains and sickness.

Our "manghihilot" is known in our area since I was a c***d, during that time he is on his 50s or something. Until now, he still performs "hilot" and at his age, which I assume at around 80s, is still ... Continue»

As you walk down a narrow street in London, the buildings around a mix of old and modern, a street carefully chosen boasting mixes of Victorian, Tudor and sleek metal and glass shops. Bright coloured clothes and dark brick and timber are highlighted by the warmth of modern lights. Number 31 looms, a neat, pre-second world war hotel. The sign next to the door displays ‘Rooms 4 Rent’. You laugh at people trying to be funny, and not. You walk in, your printed note reads......'second floor, turn right, second door on left, Number 5, knock once and enter. The instruction prompts 1.15 pm.....Mistres... Continue»

Stephie parts with BF expands coffee skills to landscaping


Breaking up

Fondled

Pinned

Submitting...


When I go and get a coffee she smiles and asks what I want to get while grabbing a cup then attentively writes my order, my thoughts are that she has more great flavor concealed inside her black shirt and pants and I wonder what it will take to get her to reveal her young enough to be my daughter bounty filling her clothes. Finishing my order she goes in back emerging without a green smock to excuse herself for a break, heading for the door outside to sit in ... Continue»

For some, time changes little. We play the same roles, getting a little older and less flexible (mentally and physically) with each passing day. For others, time changes many things, though it may take awhile and a change of circumstances to understand it. This is such a story.

I began my career in corporate America as “The Anointed One” everybody said would go to the top one day. I had the right educational pedigree; I had the looks; I was the smartest guy in the room; and most importantly (or so I thought), I was willing to work harder than anybody else. I rose quickly, and became Pr... Continue»

On entering the main convent building Lorraine had been told by Sr.Angela to take a seat outside Reverand Mother Gertrude's private study and wait to be called in to account for her naughty behaviour.Lorraine climbed the stair case which led to a long corridor,she walked along the corridor glancing out of the windows at the city.Lorraine came to the polished wooden bench outside the Reverand Mother's study and sat down.She knew that this would be the only time she would be able to sit comfortably for sometime.On the three previous occassions that Lorraine had been before the Reverand Mother,s... Continue»

He twirled around his finger a tattered piece of cloth, It was grimy and faded, the color of the sky when the sun is hidden from view by heavy, festering clouds pregnant with cleansing tears. As he smiled at me I caught a spark from his lower set of teeth, the upper lip he intentionally curled down to obscure the top portion. Perhaps this vagabond had been on hard times for so long he had lost a tooth and his vanity wouldn't allow me to gaze upon his ruined gums. His mouth did indeed look very moist. His plump, red lips were slick with his saliva and he licked them so often I thought it possib... Continue»

He saw her as soon as he turned the corner...yes, it was definitely her, he couldn't quite believe it. She was almost as he remembered her, all those years before.
As she drew nearer he racked his brains for some sort of introduction: would she remember him if he just said "Hello", should he say something else...?
They were almost 'level', he had to act NOW or it would be too late!
"Hi!" he said as they drew abreast. "How are you doing, I haven't seen you for years?" He eyed her as though he'd only just recognised her.
She stopped and stared up at him. "Oh, hi!" she responded wit... Continue»

Jodie approached Nikki who was bent over the spanking bench about to be punished for her fiances earlier mistakes. Do you want to receive this for Todd Nikki, yes mistress the petite slave replied. Jodie then picked up the paddle and gave the girl 6 swats on each cheek then picking up the crop hit her 6 more times. Looking at Todd she could see tears on his cheek and helping Nikki up told her, Todd needs you, you are lucky to have a man like him. Pulling her shorts back up she went to her fiance and held him kissing his face and wiping the tears away. I am OK Todd, Jodie went easy on me, I act... Continue»

I was now on my first crusise on the ocean...I seen Melissa Gilbert up on the rail crying....I was running towards her when she jumped, I jumped in after her....Got hold of her and called for help but no one could hear me...we were adrift seems like hours with i see a small island and swim for it...
When we hit the beach some time later and i got a fire going and gather some fruits and anything else i could find...I ask Ms. Gilbert why she jumped ship ? Well she said that her and Bruce had parted ways and she was very upset about it all...I told her no man is worth killing yourself ov... Continue»

St Valentines Day.




Sukky had known she was booked for a party on St Valentines Day, for weeks. Naturally she didn’t know for who, or where. Nor did she know what was to be expected of her there. That was the way of The Company. There was no need for her to know. Sukky would not be consulted in any way. She had signed a contract, and had signed herself away, with the stroke of a pen. She had done so willingly, and in the full knowledge of what she was doing. Her solicitor had fully informed her of what she was doing, he hadn’t tried to dissuade her, but he had pointed out the pitfalls.... Continue»

April 22, 2012, 3:49 pm
With my twentieth wedding anniversary only six months away Ive been thinking alot about the years ive known elayne,I met her at work and was the one guy out of many that wanted her,my persistence won out and she and I went out to a bowling alley not far from my place to shoot some pool and drink a few beers, Elayne was pretty damn hot like I said before there were several guys that wanted her and with good reason she was a fiesty little redhead about 5'4" tall and 120lbs very cute face nice perky boobs and what an ass talk about perfect round and rock hard
The kind... Continue»