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This is a continuation of my story “Birthday Treat” posted on 19 January. Readers may find it helpful to remind themselves of the events which, for the first time in my life, drew me into a world which previously had only ever existed for me in my darkest fantasies.
By the time I had composed myself after being mauled under my husband’s nose in the restaurant I was ready to go home despite the attempts to persuade Ken and I to stay the night there.
And so it was that, after managing to drag him out of the place, we got into our car to drive home. I had not managed to ... Continue»
I left her house and kept glancing at the bag on the seat next to me as I drove away. After I left her subdivision I knew I just had to look in the bag. She wouldn’t know if I looked now or in 30 minutes so I waited until I stopped at the next light to open the bag. I knew they had to be panties but these were different. They were red or burgundy in color and I could see lace around the edges. The light changed and I quickly tossed the bag back on the seat to continue driving. I kept thinking about her and her incredible body. It all felt like a dream, but the bag next to me reminded m... Continue»
Having just finished my second bottle of wine, I was just awaiting the arrival home of my wife from her girly night out. This week it was one of those Anne summers sex party she was at.
At 12.30 Deb arrived home more than the worse for wear, having had a good drink by the state she was in. Although she was in a pleasant mood she could not wait to tell a little secret she had learnt that evening.
I enquired “how was the night”? Deb giggled and replied “brilliant, we had a real good laugh” “Did you buy anything”? I asked.
“There wasn’t any think there that I like or that I haven’t already... Continue»
This is the second part in what I hope will be a trilogy of stories about an old friend's 43y/o kinky mother. If you have not already read part one please read it, in order to have some background on story and characters. It is set in the winter of 1996 when I was 19 years old. Only certain aspects of this part are true, mostly this part is fictional. - enjoy.
I awoke lying next to my friend's Mother sometime after 5am. Her head was resting serenely on my chest, as her arms were wrapped around my 19 year old body. She had a nice content smile on her face as she slept.
'Jesus,' I though... Continue»
My birthday was only a week away. This didn’t fill me with a great deal of excitement, as I was still fairly new here in town, and didn’t really know anybody. Almost twenty-three, and I was still suffering from the shyness that had plagued me all my life. To make matters even worse, my birthday this year fell on a Friday. I’ve always hated weekends; usually I spent them at home, alone, bored. I could easily imagine a multitude of people spending their weekends partying, clubbing, dancing, laughing, making love, and generally having a good time. Meanwhile, I’d have to be content sitting at home... Continue»
A month or so ago I posted a story of Sue's and my fantasy of our first FFM experience. A fantasy that became reality last weekend. You might like to read that first.
We have been active on a bi-sexual dating site for some time but without success despite around two messages a day from prospective girls. Some were automated messages, some obviously hadn't read our profile and many just couldn't string a sentence together. All a turn off for us. However that changed last week.
We received a message from a likely lady, Sandy. Sue gave Sandy her Email address to chat and swap p... Continue»
I come from a small town. Soon after marriage we had to come to Mumbai. We lived at Thane and Husband’s (Sudhir) office was at VT. One holiday we set out for site seeing in a local train. The train was very crowded. He told me to just get into and in case we separate, I should get down at VT and wait for him at the platform. Else, I could return home, without worrying much. As feared, immediately upon entering I lost track of him. It was so crowded, there was no place to move. Somehow I stood against a wall with people pressing hard against me from all sides except the wall. There was hardly a... Continue»
After I had finished at college, I started my first real job in an industrial town in the West Country. The Personnel department found me lodgings, and so I arrived on the Sunday afternoon at the house, which luckily was not far from the station as my suitcase was its usual over-loaded state.
I was greeted by a couple, Fred and Susan, and shown to my room, which it turned out had been their son’s until he had left home a year before to join the army.
I joined them at 7 for supper, and started to get to know them a bit better. Fred was probably about 40 or so, and what in those days we c... Continue»
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“You are invited to our masquerade ball” the invitation read; a picture of a masked couple kissing at the top. “How fun” I moaned to myself, a room full of adults getting d***k pretending that their identity is somehow masked by a piece of paper. My cynicism level climbed. But the invitation was from a business contact and I remembered the quote from Oscar Wilde about giving a man a mask and he will tell the truth. I hushed my cynical side and marked my calendar.
The party was in the nice side of town, expensive houses and manicured lawns. I walked down the driveway admiring the garde... Continue»
Well folks, I got caught.
This JUST happened. A few minutes back, this is why I took a while to publish Christine’s second installment.
Today is cleaning day. My cleaning lady, not a model by any stretch of the imagination, but with nice DD (probably) breasts, arrives at around 8 :00, stays until she’s done, around noon. She’s always working in a white T-Shirt (lacy but working-woman bra) and jeans but today being a nice day, she’s got shorts on. Again don’t get your brain in a cramp, she’s no model. Just big tits, sorry.
I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s... Continue»
This story comes from a dear friend’s EX-fiance. He was asked to comply with his ex’s wishes and post his story for all to read. Here is what he had to say:
My name is Sean. I am twenty-three year old white dude with a shameful story to tell. My tale begins a couple of months ago as my fiancee, Sarah, and I were preparing our wedding plans. Sarah is five years younger than me and, as a result, pretty naïve. She is the sexiest girl I have ever met, but she has only been with myself and one other guy. There is no question about her ability to get a man, her slender body, full breasts, adorabl... Continue»
A friend of mine has put a dream in my mind and I'm so wanting it to happen. So, one night while he was in town he told me that he had a surprise for me. My friend Mark had rented a room at a hotel off the main strip. When I got there, Mark had some candles lit, a cooler with water, beer, wine and soda. He was stocked up like we were going to have a party. I looked around, didn't see him at first, then I heard the shower going.
As I went to the bathroom, I undressed to surprise him by stepping in to have a little cleaning fun. To my surprise, it wasn't Mark, but this black man, large ... Continue»
It all began a couple of winters back with a couple of beers too many. I was in a pub with a friend I hadn't seen in a year or two. We were best friends back in high-school. We started reminiscing about the good old days, we talked a bit about girls we had fucked or wanted to fuck. I told him I was getting a boner just thinking about one particular chick. He leaned towards me and felt my boner through my jeans. Nothing new here, we used to feel each other in high-school just for the fun of it. Some more chit-chat and beer and then we decided we had enough beers. One last piss and off we went. ... Continue»
author's Note: This is a reposy but I do have permssion to do so.
The Piano Teachers' Pussy
Introduction: A story about a young man's introduction to love...
I was 14 years old and in grade 9. I never really wanted to take music lessons but it was a forgone conclusion in my f****y. Both my parents were very musical. My mother was a backup cellist in the cities symphony and my father had taken music lessons his entire c***dhood. My parents had tried to get me enthused about some instrument – any instrument, but to no avail.
I had played the violin for a few years (an extremely pain... Continue»
"SUBJECT: Your instructions- comply or be punished"
Day 1- An odd subject for an email from an address she didn't recognize. Intrigued, she opened it and begin to read. somewhat alarmed but also excited, she began to make mental calculations on how to comply. Reading on, she was expected to be at a small boutique hotel in DC in less than three days. "How will I ever be able to do that", she wondered to herself. And who sent me this? Shaking her head, she then thought, "what the hell am I thinking?" I'm happily married and I get a bizarre email from a stranger telling me to meet him i... Continue»
Jill, this is stupid!" I grumbled.
"Shhh! They'll hear you!"
I couldn't believe it. I was home from college on spring break. Most of my friends were going away to some island to lie in the sun, but not me. No, I was locked in the trunk of my b*****r's car with my cousin Jill, trying to sneak into a drive-in movie!
"How did I let you guys talk me into this!" I groaned.
The worst part was that it wasn't necessary. We had the money to pay, but my older b*****r Ned and her older b*****r Bob decided to sneak us in for old times sake. Jill and I were just d***k enough to be convinced. O... Continue»
It was a big old rolled back,horsehair stuffed sofa and manys the time when I was a bit younger I'd straddled the back playing at horsies.
I wasn't straddling the back now...I was laid over it with my arse in the air and Uncle Timmy pulling down my wet pants.
I'm thinking I'm gonna get what I always wanted now,but I still feared a baby and what that would do to mammy and daddy.They would disown me for sure and I would be shamed forever.Surely uncle must have a rubber on him....surely he must.
"Don't give me a baby Uncle Timmy...Please don't give me a baby" I whimpered,frankly laying i... Continue»
An amazing study has shown how to weed out inferior men from the age of 16 by identifying a certain gene in the boy's body: The Sissy Gene. This method has shown 100% success rate and has now been implemented as a global law. Promoting world peace, decreasing poverty , increasing employment, and strengthening future generations. The basis of the study is to label certain men as Sissies, creating a 3rd gender below male and female. Whereas men and woman are considered to be equal, Sissies are considered below them, and even in some cases below pets and other domesticated a****ls. In order to d... Continue»
I’d finished my second lesson for the day in card making to groups of ladies at the two-day craft fair in a nice country town. As I talked to a number of ladies about their crafting problems I began to think about packing my equipment and looking for a motel. One last woman patiently waited my attention. We had a pleasant discussion about cards when she put out a hand to introduce herself. Liz had a firm dry handshake. She asked me where I was staying. I told her I hadn’t booked anywhere just yet, and asked could she recommend a reasonably priced clean motel. No need for that was her response.... Continue»
It's been a whole year since I moved out here enjoying my freedom from the ex-wife from hell. I got a great job teaching, the neighbors have been nice, and my sex life has been amazing. All thanks to one neighbor in particular. A golden brown skin african american hottie who personally gave me lessons in the subject of sex. Cynthia had been a breath of fresh air and among other things. She wanted to celebrate our first anniversary. The day that started when I first moved into the neighborhood. She wanted to make it special so the two of us stayed away from each other for awhile until the ... Continue»