Taboo Porn Stories Page 45
If ever there was someone who should never have been involved in the rough and often brutal business of journalism and politics, it was Friedrich Wellstone, yet he was involved in both.
His father a miner and his mother a pre-feminist feminist, Friedrich was brought up in a f****y devoted to left wing socialist politics. His very name, Friedrich, was given in honour of Karl Marx's collaborator and frequent supplier of money, Friedrich Engels.
Determined that Friedrich should not have the harsh life of a miner his parents skimped and sc****d, and with the aid of scholarships Friedrich m... Continue»
"What are you reading Russ," Kath asked as she plonked herself down on the divan beside him.
"I asked you what you're reading."
"Oh...er...some stupid story."
"It may be stupid but you certainly seemed to be engrossed in it."
"Was I...oh not really; I don't think I'll read any more of it."
He laid the book on the coffee table and Kath quickly picked it up.
"Mmm, 'The Lost Star'. What's it about?"
"A film star who goes out sailing with her son; there's a storm and they get washed up on an island."
He stopped speaking and Kath said impatiently, "Well go ... Continue»
Jodi came into the lounge, took off her wrap and flinging it onto a chair pirouetted round the room singing a song she remembered her grandmother singing:
"After the ball is over, after the break of morn/After the dancers' leaving, after the stars are gone/Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all/Many the hopes that have vanished after the ball." She heard Roland come in from putting the car away and suddenly self-conscious she stopped her gyrations and singing. He entered the room taking off his jacket and dropped it onto Jodi's wrap, his tie quickly followed.
"Phew, I hate fo... Continue»
It was the year 1940 and I was on seven days leave from my company of the Royal Engineers. The company had been building defences along the Cornish coast against the anticipated German invasion across the English Channel.
I was on my way to London to spend my leave with my s****r, and as the train approached Plymouth, I had my first sight of what bombing could do. When the company had been entrained down to Cornwall, we could barely see the city because high buildings had blocked the view on either side of the track. Now I was able to see right across the city.
From our posit... Continue»
I looked out of the window as the aircraft banked to line up with the Port Eden airstrip. Below me I saw the town spread out in the late afternoon sun like a necklace clinging to the edge of Eden Bay and behind the town the tree covered hills.
There were half a dozen boats out in the bay looking like tiny insects on the water. “Amateur fishermen,” I thought. I saw a larger boat ploughing across the bay towards the open sea that was obviously one of the boats of Port Eden’s small professional fishing fleet. Glancing out beyond the bay I could see what looked like a naval patrol vessel scurr... Continue»
I woke in the morning to the amazing feeling of Deb taking my cock deep into her wet, warm mouth. The perfect start to the day and a fantastic continuation of the marathon session we had enjoyed last night.
I let out a deep moan as she went all the way down. She released me for a second so she could talk, "Oh, you're awake! Good morning baby... Thought I'd relieve your stress a bit. You've been hard all night! Ever since we talked about Peter's... abilities..." With that, she took me back into her mouth and started to suck harder.
I felt her tongue work the head of my cock as she moved... Continue»
A good beating and more Part 3
The next day, Sunday, I went to the toilet shaking with fear and stripped naked as ordered. The marks from the previous days whipping had turned black, the welts, covering my whole body back and front were raised and still painful to touch. At 9am, Helen walked in, she was wearing a very short mini-skirt no panties, a thin t-shirt with no bra, I could clearly see the outline of her tiny tits and her large hard nipples poking at the thin material, I started to get hard. She ordered me to put my hands on my head and turn around slowly. She inspected my body, ... Continue»
We were three drinks into the evening by the time we ordered food. So we were feeling pretty good. Despite Peter being in his upper 50s and about 10 years older than me, he could definitely hold his liquor. As a result, the conversation was flowing freely as I brought up his penchant for bedding married women.
"It's great because they never want anything long term. That would definitely get in the way. Oh, a bunch come back for seconds and thirds... And hell, even fourths sometimes... but it's just mutual satisfaction at that point. I make sure they're happy with their husbands before anyt... Continue»
Peter was my friend first and we're still great friends... I thought it would be good to establish the chronology of events before we get too far into the story.
Peter was a golf buddy and we met through another friend about six months back. With the weather getting colder and golf season winding down, we started hanging out for drinks more than golfing. A lot of the time recently it was just Peter and me at the nineteenth hole on Saturday afternoons watching sports and having long chats (mostly about his crazy dating life... I liked living vicariously through the stories of his adventures... Continue»
She was so nervous she could hardly contain
herself as her parents got ready to go out. They felt safe leaving her home by
herself, now, since she had Davey to protect her. Just a few days before, Angie
wouldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t have even dreamed of the things currently running through her mind.
The difference between then and now was that one of her friends had sent her a
forwarded e-mail, saying Ã¢â‚¬Å“OMG this is sick! You have to see it!Ã¢â‚¬Â When she
opened the file, sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d at first been stunned to see a huge Great Dane fucking a
woman as if she were another dog. After getting over t... Continue»
Holidaying on the Mediterranean suited my parents, who were both naturalists. Nudity was never an issue, and I grew up in that relaxed atmosphere, seeing men swing as they walked past me.
Being an only c***d, I was left to my own devices and thoughts, reserved and curious, I self-psychoanalysed, watched with interest and hoarded those days, deep in the recesses of my mind.
I knew where babies came from, but never questioned how they got there, even when I stumbled on my mother in the process with three men in our hotel room one night.
That night saw the end of my blissful c***dhood, a... Continue»
As our sexual and friends relationship continued to grow through the years, Ruby and Betty shared many ideas on how to keep the spice growing.It started with oils and creams followed by experimenting in bed with positions. Both ladies knew how much I loved them naked and shaven but they wanted to feel the silky things most women enjoyed. I got a bonus at work and when I went home to them, I gave each $200 to do with what they wanted to excite them as well as me in bed. My thank you for that was feeling BOTH their mouths on my throbbing cock for my evening blowjob before dinner and Betty spendi... Continue»
Night Orderly – Private Ramos
Jack thought back to the days of being a Drill Instructor in the Army. Especially during his military career when it was primarily about processing draftees so they could fight in Vietnam.
Jack was in the process of selecting the third of his Night Orderlies. The first two had worked out very well so he was eager to find a replacement for the last one. It was week-one into the eight week Basic Training cycle and Jack was in the barracks latrine. He walked around making life miserable for the draftees while checking out bodies. The latrine was complete... Continue»
Some of this story is true and some just fantasy. It's up to you to decide what's what!
I was a teenager, shy and not yet sexually aware. I got hard on a regular basis and had wet dreams but that's as far as my experience went. Then it all changed. One day, when I was getting dressed in the small bedroom I shared with my b*****r, m*m suddenly came in to see that I was ok. Seeing that I only had my underpants on, she became frisky and tried to pull them down in a very playful sort of way. This only lasted for less than a minute and after I managed to fend her off she left the room. I found t... Continue»
No matter how many times he had seen it, Pastor Andy Craft was never really prepared for death. As he stood next to Jim Andrew's hospital bed and held his hand, he knew the end was near. Jim's wife, Kelly, was stroking her husband's forehead. His breath was more and more shallow and infrequent. Finally, there was a noise from his throat and then nothing. "He's gone," the nurse said. Kelly said nothing, just continued stroking his brow. The two c***dren moved behind their mother, holding her. They had begun the grieving process two weeks ago when Jim suffered an aneurysm at work. They faced the... Continue»
It had been 2 weeks since shore leave on the planet Pacifica but it felt like 2 years to Dr Beverley Crusher.
The Enterprise had recently rescued a human boy named Jono on a Talarian vessel who was also apparently a deceased Starfleet admiral's son. The admiral and his wife had been killed by the Talarian's and they had taken in their son Jono. The thought of it disgusted her but after Jono had spent some time on the Enterprise, including getting to know her own son Wesley, Jono was returned to his Talarian 'father'.
It was what Jono himself had wanted and he had even stabbed Captain P... Continue»
What should she do?
Beverly Crusher's mind wasn't really on it today. To be fair it was quiet in sickbay and all she was really had to do was the unenviable task of sorting out shift patterns and finishing off paperwork. The 'rewards' of being a Chief Medical Officer aboard a starship, she thought, although at least she got her own office.
Her mind, however, wasn't on the job at hand. All she could think about was last night. She had slept well, although her dreams contained more visions of her son Wesley's cock. She thought back to how hard she came that night, on her own after Jean-L... Continue»
I set it up just right. It was two days before her period was supposed to start. I unplugged the oven/stove in the middle of the night so Nikki would wake up thinking it had broken. I placed a call to a "repair man" -- but it was really Marcus, the guy who I had selected to give my wife her very first black cock. And what a truly big one it was!
With Marcus scheduled to arrive at 4:30, I started warming Nikki up at 1 with some alcohol. By 3 we were on the couch, feeling tipsy, smoking a blunt and watching porn, making out and fooling around. She was picking the porn, and happened to click o... Continue»
Holiday fun with wife and neighbours Part 1
We recently returned from a couple of weeks in the sun. This was our first holiday since my wife had discovered her inner slut and exhibitionist.
So without further ado:
We had Villas either side of us, but you had to be really nosey to see who was there and in any case they seemed empty to start with. We had enjoyed some nude sunbathing and outdoor fucking and life was good.
However, on the 4th day we heard a f****y next door. We had a little roof terrace from where you could see who was next door so I went for a spy. It seems they were a f***... Continue»
It was over at last. I couldn’t believe it. Three of the worst years of my life were nearly at an end. It wasn’t that I hated college because of my studies. In fact, I was expecting an honours degree from all the work I’d put in. No, it was my fellow classmates that had made my life so miserable. It’s not like I’m a spotty nerd or anything. It’s just that I’m not into sports. And if you’re not into sports, then you don’t get to hang around with the guys. And if you don’t hang around with the guys, then you don’t get the girls. And if you don’t get the girls, then you don’t get spoken to by the... Continue»