Taboo Porn Stories Page 8
After serving three years of a four-year enlistment in the Air f***e, I was discharged early because of my promiscuous behavior. I guess I deserved it. I once went to a swinger club near the base and offered to take on everyone. I wanted to see how many people I could have sex with in one night. I lost count when I passed out during a strong orgasm, but I took on at least thirty-five men and six women. Some of them must have been in the Air f***e because word of my shameful behavior got back to the Base Commander. I got a good chewing out for that one, but they didn't kick me out.
It was ... Continue»
So, Linda and I are watching her b*****rs k**s at their home and we are out by the pool. The k**s all need to get cleaned up and ready to go to a sporting event later that evening with their parents and we are free to go at that time. My wife Sarah will be along shortly to help with all the prep work and I am just doing some landscape projects after everyone leaves because it will be nice and quiet with no c***dren to get in the way. Linda and Sarah are going out for a bit, or something. I don’t care, I got stuff that needs doing.
I can see Linda’s boobs are full, and leaking slightly. No-one... Continue»
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Eating Sundaes early; Tony gets two cherries with his banana
Tony was sitting at his comp in his room, slowly stroking off as he surfed his fave site for something to catch his eye. He was still scanning pages when he heard a knock on his door. Quickly, he hit the panic button and a word doc popped open, showing his homework.
“Yeah?” he called, nonchalantly as possible. He dropped his hand to his fly and tucked himself away, then got up and started walking to the door. ... Continue»
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My Aunt Liz
From the time that I could remember my Aunt Liz always had a playful demeanor with an edge of sarcasm within her playfulness. When I was just a c***d and she came over to visit her younger s****r (my Mom), she would always take the time out to show me some attention. Generally back then; even though it encompassed some physical touching, the playfulness was wrestling or tickling, or a combination of both. Aunt Lizzie lived in our state’s capitol a couple of hours away from ... Continue»
Is there anything better than meeting a girl, taking her back to your room and making love without ever even learning each others’ real names? If there is, I’ve yet to discover it. Let me give you an example, one of my favorites, though it is damn hard to pick a favorite cherry from a bowl of perfect specimens each glowing red and shiny as searing ember and clear as an image viewed from the wrong side of a telescope.
Jackson Square, New Orleans, might be the perfect place to meet a new lover. Then again anywhere could be, if two like minded souls should be there at the same time. But it seems... Continue»
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A grandmother’s untimely demise brings to light an unexpected story about an apparently normal f****y.
Earlier this month, my grandmother passed away in her sl**p. Nan had been only 66 years old when she died, but it hadn't happened unexpectedly. The doctors had given her two months when they discovered the cancer that was slowly destroying her body, and that was just about as much as she got. At least she didn’t suffer much.
After the funeral and... Continue»
The other day I was out drinking with friends, which always makes me horny. I told my Sir that I wanted fucked badly. He was kind enough to post an ad calling for men in my area to come fuck me.
He knows that I prefer older, well-educated men so the applicants were vetted accordingly. I fell asl**p and when I awoke he had already found several possible matches. Once my Sir had narrowed it down to a few lucky candidates I was allowed to choose. Immediately I was drawn to one man, the professor, in particular, but another man’s huge cock also tempted me. However, my Sir and I agreed that the mo... Continue»
My s****r Melody is four years older than I. We had an excellent rapport, somehow a combination of fraternal and paternal, but without the judgments that often sour so many f****y relations. Though her suggestions, advice, offers for rides, help with picking clothes, she made my transitions as a teenager so much easier. She helped me to become a well-balanced k**, and that made for a pretty smooth relationship with my parents.
Melody was pretty, average in height, and with an average physique. She was active in sports but not committed to anything the way gymnasts or swimmers sometimes are.... Continue»
My dad divorced my mom for a slut half her age when I turned 18. Her name was Cindi Carter and she used to be a model when she was in her early twenties, but more recently she was just living off my dad.
Although dad pretended to like Cindi for her personality, I knew all along he only liked her for pussy and big tits. She was just was your typical blond bimbo slut whose interests revolved about shopping, clothes and whatever lame TV show was on network television the night before. The thought that I might have to share my dad's personal fortune with her made me want to vomit. Not to mentio... Continue»
"Vicky, we shouldn't be doing this," I said as I looked down at her, staring into her eyes.
"I know, that's what makes it feel so good," she told me with an evil smile as she took my cock in both her hands and brought it to her lips.
My little s****r Vicky had always been an incredible tease, even when we were younger. Before I went to college she would tempt me by walking around the house in a skimpy little bathing suit or a pair of sexy underwear, she used to torment me to no end. I always thought that it was because she wanted to make me suffer, that she wanted me to be so sexually fr... Continue»
Edward Morelli heard the phone ringing. It was annoying the 18 year old, both because it was the fourth ring and also because it was interrupting his drinking. He took another swig from his 5 liter bottle of Jack Daniels and leaned across the living room sofa to the irritating telephone and answered it without looking at the caller ID.
“Hell-loooo,” he slurred.
“Yeahhhh. Who the fuck is this?”
The blatant reply, mixed with a tinge of parental authority, offset his alcohol-induced stupor. He sat up right and started clearing his throat.
“Mom! Hi, are you?... Continue»
I was such a nasty little slut today. with. I just can't control myself. I mean fuck bby. You are the one that pointed it out in the first place. I just thought it was saggy old man ball hanging out of the bottom of his shorts. I need to see it all. Then i had to touch it. Just to be sure. Then that smell hit me in the face. Had to take a closer look. i tasted his thick long juicy black cock bby. Is that OK?. Once i tasted that musty precum my pussy got so wet. I slobbered all over his cock trying to suck and fit it in my mouth but he just laughs and tells me I'm a good little slut trying to... Continue»
The bathroom was filled with steam. Anna and her mother had been in the shower for about 30 minutes now. It was Anna's birthday, and her mother Sharon had promised her a wonderful night. It was late in the evening. After spending the day with her friends, Anna had met her mother at home.
Sharon walked in the door from work, tossed her purse on the couch, kicked her heels off, and wiggled a finger at her daughter, motioning her to follow her into the bedroom. Anna obeyed.
As Anna walked into the bedroom, her mother was already stripping out of her clothes. Anna walked in just as she w... Continue»
Good Grades Happily Cost Me My Virginity.
A true story only the names have been changed to prevent embarrassment to either f****y.
I’m Annabel; I took my GCSE’s exams and turned 16 waiting for my results. I’m a brunette with a tight teen body. My boobs are 36B, a bum is to die for but by far my best features are my good looks and washboard abs. I’ve only had the same boyfriend since puberty. Unlike a lot of lads his age he’s funny, intelligent with a great sense of humour - yes I know what you’re thinking, ‘he’s ugly or at best plain -WRONG. Being sports mad has allowed him to sculpt a ... Continue»
This Saturday started off like every other Saturday. I got up around 10am. My boyfriend would be at work. I would be home having breakfast and watching My DVR. I’d catch up on all my usual shows. But as I was about to watch the next episode of A hit medieval show on The Home Box Office channel, I get a Text Message from My Boyfriend to bring his collection of Board games over to his Uncle’s place. I was kind of upset as I just wanted to watch my show. So I got everything together quick. I never had a problem with his Uncle but I didn’t like going over there.
When I arrived at his Uncle’s pla... Continue»
The Pastor’s Daughters - Teaser
This is a fictional story….as are all the incidents, characters, and places. It is intended for adults only.
The story is set in the early Eighties, in the small town of Missouri City, TX. Martin Strong is the new Pastor of the “God’s Way Pentecostal Church,” having just finished Bible College a few years previously. He was the ideal choice of the Congregation and the Elders, he was young and eager, also he was a son from a long standing f(a)mily of the Church. His predecessor, the late Jeff Roberts founded the non-denomination Church; Past
It's way back now, late 1980's, in fact, during my student days. Uni did not have much of its own accommodation, what there was was usually squalid, though there was a good mix of the sexes. I didn't do me all that much good though as all the fit girls were hitched (even loosely) with boyfriends and I was not much of a smooth talker with the opposite sex. I was no virgin though, and had had some experience. But I was in the main more studious than most of those around me. I would go out for a night in the bar but mainly kept my head down. I opted to live in digs, and had a nice landlord and la... Continue»
My first week of my business trip to America was all work and no play, but my week in Houston, Texas was a real eye opener. I flew down from New York to Houston on the Saturday afternoon, and when I checked into my hotel there was a message awaiting me from Charlotte, the administrator for our Houston based corporate team, that consisted of her, a junior manager and his assistant. They managed a small portfolio of local corporate clients primarily involved in the oil and gas sector, but that was all about to change (more on that in a later story). Back to the note:
“Hi Richard. My husband, J... Continue»
I knew things would be different when I moved back home. Here I was, a college drop out, moving back home into my dad and step mom's house. My dad worked a lot so he was never really home, so it was mostly just my step mom and I at home.
Erin, my step mom, was gorgeous to say the least. She's a short woman but don't let that fool you. She can be a major bitch at times and she knows how to get what she wants, from anyone. I mean, that is how she got my dad.
A few days after I moved back home, my dad had to leave for a business trip out of the country. He told us that he didn't know how long... Continue»
I found out later that her name is Joyce. 30 minutes after I left her, having given my dog a very
short walk, much to his disgust, I'd freshened up and was on my way back to Joyce's house. I was about half way there when the doubts started kicking in. I wasn't what you'd call sexually experienced
, although I wasn't a virgin either. I was used to the old ladies along the street, teasing me, trying - and succeeding - to make me blush. What if Joyce was only teasing? What if she wasn't, but was expecting me to be some kind of super-stud? These thoughts and many more plagued me on th... Continue»