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Waking up to the smell of bacon and eggs I looked at the clock flashing 7:30AM and for a second thought I was going to be late for work. Remembering it was Saturday morning I got up, put on my robe and walked to the kitchen. My beautiful wife Samantha was already awake, had taken a shower, and was dressed to kill. She was standing at the stove with her pink lacy apron on cooking the bacon and eggs that had woke me up.
She greeted me saying, "Good morning Jack," as my eyes adjusted to the light of the room.
I sl**pily gazed into her deep blue eyes; the same eyes that first caught my att... Continue»
Mothers Secret Code
For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’)
Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their k**s taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society.
Meeting an incredibly good-looking man might sound great - unless he's close but untouchable. My older s****r Kelly was the one lucky enough to meet and wed Barry first. He was an older man, a builder whose work had always kept him strong and fit. Being an active sportsman helped tone all those muscles too, I guess.
My s****r and I had often been attracted to the same men and I had always fancied Barry like mad but then something happened which blew my desire for him right out into the open. You'll have to promise to keep what I tell you a secret.
It happened several years ago when I was... Continue»
*Hello, first story I'm posting here and I hope to have more up soon. I wrote this one as a Christmas present to Tanya, and I tried to incorporate some of her kinks. She suggested I post it here, so let me know what you think*
I know what they say about you. I've heard the jokes and the nicknames. "The Office Mattress." Well right now, I could give a fuck. For the past few months I've been drawn to you. The light flirtation, the stray smiles and quick jokes. The long nights laying awake in bed...and your face drifting in to my head....I'm going for it. It's the company Christmas party and... Continue»
When Tommy, Amanda and Sarah left the restaurant, all they were in a really good mood. Tommy was especially, after getting that unexpected blowjob from Amanda while still sitting at the table. The one thing that really surprised him was seeing all the other couples doing the exact same thing. This was a night Tommy was never going to forget.
He could already see that Amanda and Sarah were ready to get in the car and he knew why. Both girls were completely horny and were in need of being satisfied.
Once they got to the car Sarah and Amanda climbed in the back seat together. ... Continue»
Posted by robd1 11 months ago
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I love sexual fantasies. What is it? I think I'm past addiction, when i say that i get so excited... I love to read about others and their fantasies, I am always having them, through out the day, and i mean all day...
I was at the book store in the erotic section... took a little courage but curiosity and my intense arousal these days got the better of me, There I am reading when suddenly I notice that some one is standing very close to me. I look up he a very tall and thick. He is so lovely. He was smiling at me, I smiled back. Hum... and he looks down at himself, I couldn't he... Continue»
Please leave comments!!! Sorry if this story isn't amazing. It's my first one.
You: what would you do with me if we were in my bedroom alone
You: but with clothes
Stranger: do u want the whole picture step by step or just a brief description
You: step by step
Stranger: what kind of clothes would u be wearing
You: skimpy little top,with no bra,short shorts,and red lace thongs
Stranger: ur age will be?
Stranger: ok hang on
Stranger: ok here we go
Stranger: i am your new neighbor
Stranger: we haven't mete
Stranger: it is a hot summer day
When I was in college (way before the internet) I had a little kinky minx of a gf her name was Nancy.She loved to show off and get me hot she would masturbate with all kinds of things ( no one had sex toys then) such as her hair brush, an barbie doll her dog's rubber toys etc. When she found something new she would demonstrate for me in a private showing. We started playing with fruit and graduated to vegetables bottles (coke came in bottles then).
One night when we were playing she said she wanted to see how many fingers she could insert 2, 3, 4 then I tucked her thumb in and she drove her... Continue»
Posted by 10x13 2 years ago
| Categories: Fetish
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We'd both heard of the chavvy girls in the park and how they liked to have fun with their victims. Vic and I had a few to drink that night and feeling horny, we thought we'd try our luck. The park was a short cut back to Vic's place and so we entered. Street lamps and trees lined the route. It appeared quiet with no one else about.
It wasn't long as we entered a dimly lit part of the path that two girls suddenly appeared ahead of us. One was black, quite pretty with the trademark big ear rings in jeans and puffer jacket. Her mate was dark haired, skin pale against a white polka dot dres... Continue»
My first date with a boy would up being something I have never forgotten . He took me to a drive in porn- movie. That's when I found out how wild porn makes me. Before we left the show he had taken my panties and thrown them out in the parking lot. He kept turning a flashlight on my face so all could see who I was. He then took my bra as a trophy he said it would be. He then took my purse and went through the contents , taking my lipstick and applying it heavily to my lips, He said" I needed to look more like a whore" his whore! I felt as though after this "date" my life would be ruine... Continue»
Dreama was the first white girl I ever noticed. She was two years older than me, blonde, about five feet three inches, slim and had perky pear shaped tits with big nipples that showed through her shirts. She worked at Wilson's Market, which was the corner store that sat between a black neighborhood and a white neighborhod. Of course, I lived in the black neighborhood and dream lived with her grandmother in the white neighborhood. There was not a lot of tension between neighborhoods, but people kind of stayed a part. Dreama was what older people called poor white trash and "fast." Her boyfriend... Continue»
She loved Tom. There was no doubt about that. She felt the love especially at times like these...just after they had made love. Fresh from the shower, they were lying together making small talk. Tom was drawing lazy circles around her breasts giving her pause to wonder if they had showered too soon. 'You know,' he said, 'you have incredibly powerful orgasms. Sometimes I think you may hurt yourself.' 'You know me,' she laughed, 'I enjoy everything to the fullest...especially sex. Besides, you seem to keep up with me pretty good!' This unexpected comment brought a snort of laughter from Tom. 'It... Continue»
It was my second time that I went to an arcade to give a BJ. I went to at this place in downtown Atlanta that was famous for its buddy booths. I hung around the outside hallway for ten minutes or so, watching men cruise the area. I finally made eye contact with a striking and professional looking black man. He smiled at me and I entered a booth and left the door unlocked. A couple minutes later after I had gotten hard from watching the porn, he entered and locked the door behind him. I was sitting and he stood in front of me giving me a strong hint he wanted to be sucked. I star... Continue»
September, 1st, 2013
Somewhere in Dublin, Ireland
Four years. It has been almost four years since my encounter with Mythbuster: Kari Byron. An experience I earned with my seemingly gobsmackingly shite flirtation skills that only ended on a “satisfying” note because of sheer timing and luck.
In my time since then I had bedded VERY FEW women. No prostitutes, no sloppy seconds, just honest to god hard work. Honestly, why does it matter? As long as I’m getting by at all- that’s all that matters.
I’m at a point in my life now where things
Having barely gotten hidden in the kitchen and witnessed Mrs.
Bishop's hasty retreat out the back door Bobby wasn't sure what to
do. Then he heard his mother's footsteps at the top of the stairs
as she entered the hallway. Luckily for him she headed to the living
room. When he was sure she wasn't moving around, he very cautiously
went to the back door and then opened and closed it loudly as if
he had just come home. Then he turned on the kitchen lights and
went directly to the refrigerator and opened it as he usually did
every time he came home.... Continue»
After a long morning of being shuffled around a large French boutique full of everything from the highest end shoes, to insanely beautiful imported European hand-made lingerie, to evening gowns and priceless business attire, she was exhausted. The lady at the boutique knew exactly what to show her and had all the pieces ready on a large clothing rack in the dressing room. There was champagne and a large fruit plate she was offered to help herself to during the hours of shopping.
"You will pick up more pieces along the way, as you travel with Mr. O'Neil, but this should give you a start". "I ... Continue»
Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing
I am 24 and live in the Cantt area of Lahore. My father is a retired Naval Officer. My mother is a doctor. We have a middle class status, so we have rented the upper portion of our house. We use to have a PIA pilot renting that upper portion with his f****y. It was a small f****y though. Just husband and wife and some times their cousin use to visit them. The wife’s name was Shazia. She was a pathan by origin but being brought up in Karachi she was very different, even with her accent of urdu. When they move... Continue»
"Holy Shit!" Is this bitch k**ding me. Fuck I didn't know whether I was coming or going at this point. All I know is she licked the hell outta the leftovers. She is gazing down at me in all her glory. Skin looked like carmel that covers a sweet apple. I bet she was just like a carmel apple. She looked warm and slightly dark on the outside and I bet juicy as fuck on the inside. She offered me a drink and helped me to the edge of the bed. "Sure I need a drink",I mumbled. " Sorry we had to meet like this sexy,"she says in her remorseful voice.She explained to me as we sat drinking about her man h... Continue»
WANTED: Responsible person to house sit over summer,weekends only while f****y is away on educational trips. Would suit student seeking part-time vacation employment and a place to study in quite solitude. Please reply: Box XX0143
When Jennifer first saw the ad she didn't think much of it, but after thinking it over some she dashed out a brief note introducing herself, with her college tutor's references and forgot all about it. So it was a surprise when she received an invitation from "Mr. Simpson" to visit and discuss the position.
Mr. Simpson and his wife were a typical middle-class w... Continue»
"Hi! How are you tonight? Can I add you ? Angie replied, "oh okay,i'm just fine thank you so what about you ,dong? He replied back ..,same here as you. And she said Ah okay. Angie met Rye on some social networking site,when Angie opened her messages and read the contents.her eyes were on no one for particular...just merely friendly friendship. exchanging Hi's and How do you do's.Not until one night in a cool 'ber months.When Angie opened her inbox again,and read her messages with a bright shining eyes.in such a great feeling of friendly atmosphere.
Days went by and turned into months they had... Continue»