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At the sound of an unfamiliar car engine rumbling into the driveway, a puzzled Jennifer stood up and walked to the window to identify the source of the noise. Surely Dave hadn't bought yet another car?
Being married to a confirmed petrol-head had some advantages, such as always having an exciting motor-car to ride around in, but it also had some disadvantages, such as their garden, garage and often the kitchen filled with oily rags, oil, tools and various s**ttered automobile parts, strange looking rings, pistons, nuts, bolts and all sorts of engine detritus.
Her brow furrowed at the sight... Continue»
When I meet new women dipping their toes in the kinky lifestyle, one question I'm often asked is, "Why would you panty your husband?"
Gosh, where to start. First a disclaimer: Not all pantied men have small penises. However, the term "pantied" usually encompasses an entire set of kinky activities including adopting a more female-led relationship, submission, and erotic humiliation.
Yes, a lot of women like their guys in panties - and a big cock in panties can be sexy as hell! But a pantied husband, in my experience, is most often a husband with shortcomings ... and everyone in the relati... Continue»
Father vs. Son
“Please don’t be alarmed or think this is a sick joke, but my name is Bradley Patrick;
however you knew me as Benjamin Reese. Chelsea Reese was my mother.” I say to
the Donna Reese
“That’s impossible. Benjamin is dead” She tells me.
“It’s not ma’am, I am him, and I was given over to my father, the man that r**ed
“I think you better come in and explain yourself”
I walk into her house and she led me to the living room. I sit down when she offers me
a seat. She walks out of the room and comes back later on with an old man Zachary I
Sara sat at the end of the bar and looked at the crowd. It was a Friday night and the bar was packed. Sara was lucky she had been able to snag a seat on the end of the counter and it gave her a good view of the rest of the room. Sara had only moved to town a month ago and she came to this bar because it was halfway between her job and her apartment, and made perfect White Russians. She stopped in a few times a week to relax after work. She also stopped in because she wasn't crazy about going home to an empty apartment. Sara hadn't made any good friends yet, and she was lonely.
Sara hoped th... Continue»
Chapter 1: A Plot Is Hatched
Tiffany lay sprawled out on her back on the large bed in her chambers. The head of her prodigious cock, even in its limp state, came well past her navel. Even at this point, it was longer and thicker than just about any cock she'd ever seen on a man, before coming to the Island.
Next to Tiffany, her good friend of many years, Clyda, had brought her own cock to its full erect length of two feet. Clyda playfully turned on her side, letting the spectacular shaft of her prick lurch out and rub against Tiffany's cock, and the head gently grazed the underside o... Continue»
Another fantasy with a grain of truth....
Whenever there is a big bush fire, the service calls up its volunteers, organises them into strike teams and sends them out to fight. A strike team is 5 trucks, each truck with nominally 5 crew, a command vehicle with 3 crew and sometimes a quickfill with 2 crew to supply the frontline trucks with water as quickly as possible. This is usually done by finding a river, creek or other water supply and pumping out of there and into the trucks.
Generally speaking, the crew of each truck is from the same brigade, but not always. Sometimes they have tro... Continue»
Well after a decent nights sl**p and a sticky cock in the morning I arose and went and had Breakfast there was no sign of Dorcas but I was served by the slave girl I had seen masturbating Dorcas last night, she looked at me knowingly as she walked off.
O well after packing my bag I was shown the way back down to the port where I was to take the short sailing to the Island. The ship was no bigger than the ferry I would sometimes take across the Mersey River back home. It had a crew of 4 the Captain greeting me he was an Arab man wearing a soiled dish dash, with a greeting and sardonic smile ... Continue»
I already posted this on Literotica however I thought I'd share here to spread the joy...
You look up from your paperwork to the familiar voice. You smile as you take in the sight of me leaning against your office door frame. I'm wearing black patent high heels and a buttoned up beige mac which barely covers my arse.
My legs are bare, my torso covered. My thick dark brown hair is pulled up into a messy bun, my lips are painted red, my big brown eyes exaggerated by my dark mascara.
"Not for you."
Your eyes lingering on my thighs again.
I gently close the do... Continue»
I'd like to start out by saying this is my first story. The personalities of the females depicted are real, but the actions that involve me are not. Being it's my first story, this is going to be mainly introduction to myself. After the first boring paragraphs or so, stuff should start to pick up. Bear with me, please, and go easy on the comments. I'm new to this. ;) ENJOY!
I'm an average guy, I guess. I'm 18, not that good looking, and about 6'1" and 145 pounds. Yeah, I'm skinny. When it's hard, my dick gets to about 6 inches. 6.5 if I'm REALLY turned on. The main female character in this ... Continue»
Well sometime ago I had business in Raliegh NC and I drove down there for a two day trip was Washington DC. I had a pretty packed week ahead of me, Mon-Tues in NC, Baltimore on Wednesday and then Charlotteville on Thursday. I was a road warrior and loved it.
I finished my business in Raliegh early on Tuesday and I headed to a bar to get a drink and go over what happened with the sales team. Afterwards I decided to catch something to eat a late lunch and hit the road so I went to hostess and asked her for a table and was seated next to a small petite lady that was dressed very nicely and ... Continue»
You would prepare her before my arrival, make up, corsette, suspenders stockings and 5" stiletto heels, you would rub her pussy to warm it up for me but no more. when I arrive she will immediately drop to the floor in front of you and I and and she begs me as her New White Master to let her cum when I fuck her......to want to please me as I tie her hands behind her, push her slowly to the floor, face against the carpet or cold tiles, ass high in the air mmmmm waiting waiting for her White Master to do something, then she will feel my hand slap that gorgeous black ass mmmmm thwack!!!!! again... Continue»
Mistaridges my purpose of this profile is to reveal something different and unique about myself ..I have these ridges under the cap of my dick..now you may think its an std..but its not ..they are PPP penile pearly pauples..you can google it up if you like..now when they 1st appeared on me. I was a teenager..I had went to the dr s of course..the dr reassured me that they weren't an std...as I got older I realized that when rubbed the ridges felt good...and females never had a problem with them...the females tell me that they can feel them against their kegel muscles..like thoese sleeves that h... Continue»
I arrived at my meeting in Cardiff a couple of hours late, but as they weren't bothered I wasn't too worried either. The meeting lasted most of the day and by then end of it I was pretty tired after staying up till the early hours with the girl from the supermarket.
On the way straight to home, I started thinking about what my wife would do when she got back and how she would react when I told her about the previous night. After all, giving permission and being totally relaxed about something like that can often be quite different things. In the past, she's never really got too u... Continue»
After my first date, which really kind of hurt that he never called or anything, I kind of gave up the dating idea for a while because we had so much going on. I had enrolled in a community colleg not far from home but dad had been offerred a pretty lucrative job in VA. We had a lot of discussions on how to make this work, mostly because I didn't want to move, my friends were going to go to the same school. It was finally decided that I would share an apartment with three of my girlfriends and dad would move and take the new job. It would be our first time apart and was hard to think abo... Continue»
As I travel to Hyderabad on business, I wait for emails of guys / couples from this city as it is most convenient for me to meet them, God willing!
Quite a few single guys have responded to my stories and one of them is Venky (name changed) a 20 year old engineering student from Gudur and now studying in Hyderabad. At first I thought of shrugging him off for being adolescent and also for the good of his future life, but he came across as a fairly decent boy with clear thoughts. As we exchanged emails we got friendly and then he told me that he wanted to fuck me, suck me and have a lots of w... Continue»
Amanda (my crush)soo i havent talked ot u in forever and im sure ur busy and so am i...but i havent talked to u about any situations i like alwayas forget to ask u girls about that kind of stuff cause im used to know :(......but like whats new???? any bouys/ a boy? and is there anything new? drama u need to talk about? hows karen and tom? dave still being gay sometimes? lol ya know just curious cause i feel like i know jack shit lol not ur fault, but becasue i dont ask cause i forget i dont know it anymore :( lol
Me: haha aww its okay!! i kno its so freakin hard sometimes and im dreading t... Continue»
Author’s Note: Hey everyone! This here is actually a true story about my “ex” and me; I was about 17 when I wrote this. The only part that isn’t true is the end, you’ll see. It was more symbolic than literal. So I hope you enjoy!
Of all things that ever occurred, this has to be the worst. Nothing destroys any kind of confidence faster than confusion and indecisiveness; and I know this, so why am I in this situation? I think it's due to a lack of trajectory, because my moral compass went out of service a long time ago, and I'm the one that kicked it in. So finely tuned ov... Continue»
All through dinner Sandy watched Mela until he knew she was uncomfortable. The young blonde heiress moved restlessly, toying with her food. Her head kept coming up and turning toward the living room. Her mind was on many other things, Sandy knew. That bastard Cole for one, God damn him! The big sandy-haired foreman took his time, purposely not releasing her for an instant. He ate slowly, talked about the old man a lot, but his eyes deliberately talked another language. Right now she was too distracted to get his messages but she would, by God! It had taken a while with Kate this... Continue»
M led J to the bed and gently pushed him down to a seated position. “Dude…this is crazy!! What are you doing?” J asked. “I am about to blow your brains out, get ready…”
M popped a video into the VCR; a four hour epic of lesbian love. It depicted nothing but gorgeous busty women licking and sucking their lovers. Each scene started slow but reached a crescendo with the women sucking and fucking their partners to amazing orgasms. Something about lesbians appealed to both M and J, they loved the intimacy and romantic interaction, they wanted to be lesbians. For today, it would provide the ... Continue»
Master looked down at his miserable, disheveled kajira, his face grim. “What do you have to say for yourself, you dirty little whore?!”
“kata is sorry, Master! Please forgive kata!” she begged, black tears running down her face.
“I’m not going to forgive you, or at least not now. I warned you, and you disobeyed Me. There’s only one thing to with rebellious slaves, and that’s a whipping.”
“Please, Master,” kata cried piteously. “It was an accident, You saw it on the monitors!”
Master shook his head. “How do I know it wasn’t a ploy? How do I know that you didn’t fake slipping so that you... Continue»