Taboo Porn Stories Page 4
Tuesday (Two Weeks Later)
Over the next two weeks, Stacey and Mason continued their ritual of 11 o’clock anal sex. They would meet in the bedroom, Stacey would pretend to be indifferent as they began then lose herself if it became too much, and occasionally she would squirt and they would change the sheets. They never spoke of these nighttime activities during the day. Stacey rarely even said a word during their sexual practices, and she would never acknowledge Mason’s presence directly. One night, Mason took a different approach. Stacey hid her curiosity as he crawled under the... Continue»
So I'd been looking on adultwork for a few months but never had the courage to go through with a booking until I spotted a girl by the name Ambergurl.
She lived in longsight near Manchester, about a 20 mile drive for me.
I subscribed to her private gallery and I liked the chav girl look she has.
I txt her to see of she was working that day and it was about an hour later that I got a reply, to which she just said yes.
We sent a few txts back and forth and arranged a time.
I jumped in the shower all excited and horny as fuck, I was 25 years old at the time and pretty inexperienced in sex ... Continue»
way, way back when we were still teens, my mate's parents went away on holiday, leaving him and his big s****r, alone, to fend for themselves. It wasn't as 'home alone' as it sounds. Big s****r was 18 and we were a big younger.
Porn, then, was VHS, usually copy of a copy, of a copy....! How we ever got off to it I'll never know. So it was, a Saturday afternoon, when I had the phone call. My mate had gotten hold of some porn! That was enough said for me, but there was beer as well and his s****r was 'out for the day'.
I was around there like a shot, as were 4 of my other mates.
A story I wrote for a friend about her own a*****ion, torment and enslavement. Hanna is a relatively normal girl k**napped and thrust into completely abnormal circumstances. But as she is ****d, tortured and abused, something in her begins to stir. Is Hanna really as normal as she seemed?
This story is not for the faint of heart. Though not as extreme as some others I've written, it does contain acts of serious bondage, ****, torture and even my first attempt at b********y (at the subjects request, though I wont say I didn't enjoy writing it.)
The last thing Hanna could rem... Continue»
He'd suspected for some time that his wife was carrying on with one of their slaves; a big, well-muscled field-hand by the name of Samuel.
Why he didn't put a stop to it, which he could easily do, he couldn't really say for sure. He'd heard the local rumors of other plantation owners wives or daughters 'dabbling' with the occasional male slave. It was by no means an uncommon occurrence for the occasional bored white wife do such a thing. Nor was it uncommon, he reminded himself, for a husband, equally bored with his wife, to finagle around with one his female slaves! There were mixed-race c... Continue»
Kate rubbed her larger tits against Karen's, their nipples growing even more as they touched. Leaning down for another kiss that only two women could do. Their long tongued darting back and fourth in each others wide open mouths. Karen moaned with excitement slipping her fingers through the blondes silky hair. Her first kiss with a women was so romantic and so sexy, she loved Kate kissing her. Knowing what the older woman was going to do excited her even more. She wrapped her legs around Kate's back grinding her pussy against her wet, slippery cunt lips.
The kiss lasted for quite some time,... Continue»
Working as VIP chauffeur, I was waiting for my customers in the lobby of the Grand hotel when an elegant American mature lady came to me to tell me she was in town for a few days and needed a tourist guide. Apologizing I was booked for the day, when I saw the disappointment on her face, I told her I could meet her later on, if she wanted and we agreed to meet at the bar around 6PM.
Meanwhile, I called my boss to ask for a few says off but, being very busy that day, I could only manage to arrive 15 minutes late to an empty lounge so I ordered a cup of coffee before heading back home. As I was ... Continue»
Jen and I have been married 5 years now, we met in college. She’s a marketing major, I develop computer programs for a gaming company. Life is good, we live in a high scale neighborhood that is gated. We’re both 27. Jen keeps in top shape as well as I do, we both work out at the country club. Every house in this neighborhood has a pool in the back yard at a minimum. We have great neighbors and they’re all about 28-40 years old. There are lots of parties and the wives all look hot.
Our next door neighbors, Frank and Cindy are both about 30, Cindy is really hot. She has great tits, about 5’6” a... Continue»
I had just gotten done with baseball practice and I was exhausted. It was a strenuous workout, and I was looking forward to getting a good night sl**p. My teammate Jeff dropped me off at the foot of the driveway. I could barely step out of his dodge pickup truck I was so sore. We had lost two games in a row, so our coaches were pissed off and made us run like crazy.
I told Jeff goodbye and limped up our short driveway. We had recently moved into a new subdivision where all of the houses looked like something you'd see in a Disney movie. It was some new trend that was happening in the area w... Continue»
Tricked to Serve – Part 4
My tongue continued to lick and probe into Mistress Alyson’s girlfriend’s hole licking and sucking the mix of my and masked stranger’s cum, then swallowing and savouring every drop I could get, just as I had when on my knees cleaning her pussy of Mistress Alyson’s husband’s cum. All the time the hands of another masked man held my hips, his fingers pushing underneath the suspenders, which were pulled tighter against my skin in my kneeling position, as his thick cock plowed deeply into my willing arse...just like the slut I was and the slut I so wished my wife could b... Continue»
Recently my wife and i agreed we needed a break,even for a few days away from it all,it had been quite a rough few months,i lost my mum in january,my wife Allie lost her dad the next month he had cancer.
We decided to go for a weekend down the coast,all we had to do was book it,but i said what about Lauren we cant really leave her home on her own,she not long got out of college so a break aswell might be what she wants,Allie says "you think she will want to go on holiday with mum & dad "? ,i thought to myself well she is 18,i agreed with her and that we can both talk to her tonight.
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The Meeting (Part 1)
The interview was with the Beardsley School for Girls, a school in Hampshire. Beardsley was similar to his last school, a place for girls from wealthy, prominent noble or rich families that did not have the credentials to get into the elite schools that their parents expected from them. Most of the girls' problems were social, not necessarily academic, the ones who, it seemed, rebelled against their parents. In order to maintain its accreditation, the school had to take in a number of "charity" cases: girls with similar problems but without the f****y wealth.
In fact, ... Continue»
That's a name I always associated with sex, so I liked to call myself that, when I had my personal moments.
'Honeysuckle, take your panties off', he would whisper into my ear, and with my eyes closed tight, I would raise my hips, and rub furiously, bum in the air, knees apart, and imagine him inside me, my fingers a poor substitute for his cock, but that was about it, masturbation for a girl barely two years past her first decade on this planet.
At least I was functioning as a girl, I was meant to fuck, and I had a taste for it, even though convention made me close my l... Continue»
“Can we go to bed now?” Mason asked eagerly as he got home from school.
“Ahh ahh,” Stacey smiled as she scolded him. “Not until 11…”
When the time rolled around, Mason eagerly followed Stacey up the stairs. “Are you ready?” Stacey asked, casually.
“…” Mason looked to the ground, blushing and trying to hide his erection.
“Oh! I nearly forgot,” Stacy said as she gathered the blanket off the bed. “Do you remember when you were little and you used to wet the bed?” “…” “Well… Mama’s been having similar problems now that we share a bed, hasn’t she?” “You could... Continue»
Friday - Sunday
When Mason got home from school, he found his mother washing dishes as if everything was normal again. “How was school?” she asked the usual question.
“Fine,” he gave the usual response.
“Just fine?” She asked.
“Yeah,” Mason walked past her.
“I had goodwill come by and pick up your bed today,” Stacey casually announced.
“You did…?” Mason was surprised. After seeing her act like herself, he was sure that Stacey would go back on her promise. If she could even remember it…
“Listen to me, Mason.” Stacey said, sternly. “I’m only going to tell you on... Continue»
I met Michelle at a bar which I frequented on Fridays. She was a beauty, all natural, no modifications that I noticed. She was white as snow and a bit skinny with nothing much up top, but to me she seemed perfect. She had those light honey brown eyes and dirty blond hair which appeared nearly black at night, but it became almost golden in the sunlight. Michelle had a natural innocent blush upon her cheeks, which made her appear much younger than she actually was, still she was quite young.
That night, I met Michelle purely by chance. I went over to the bar to order a drink for another girl ... Continue»
Ted got a phone call. It was from his cousin Freda. She needed help. The furnace was on the blink, Ted felt sorry for her. Her husband was in the Navy and she was all alone.
"Who was that?" ask his wife.
"My cousin Freda, she needs help"
Ted drove to his cousin's apartment and she let him in.
"I didn't mean to bother you Ted but I didn't know who else to call" she sighed.
"That's ok, I am glad to help"
Ted looked at the furnace. The pilot light was out. He lit it and soon heat filled the apartment.
"Thanks Ted, I appreciate it" said Freda.
"Do you have a beer? ask Ted.
"Lots of it. J... Continue»
The Last Weekend before School
This work is a fictional story, and is intended for the enjoyment of adults only. This is a sample of My New Story……Part 1 & 4. My Blog has all the other parts. But, the stories in My Blog can only be Read by those on My Friend List.
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From Part 1:
--------- Chapter 1
Early Friday Evening
Pamie and Billy wrestling……
The last weekend of Summer had Kim feeling good; school would be starting on Monday….Yeah! She hadn’t... Continue»
'The Nurse - Part I'
For Connie, thanks for your inspiration - Love, DD
Hi Everybody. My name is Connie, and for as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a nurse. From the time I was a little girl, I loved the starched white uniforms and squared off hats the nurses wore on the TV shows of the 60’s and 70’s, and when I played with my dolls, I pretended I was Barbie, the pretty nurse who was in love with Ken, the handsome doctor, and together we would save lives and live happily ever after.
Then when I was sixteen, I started volunteering as a ‘Candy Striper... Continue»