During 2015-2017 I happened to have some amazing times with a mature lady fondly called “Auntie Lynda”, This Is how it all started she's not actually an Aunt but a really close friend of the family her and my mother have been close friends for over 35 years , At the time I worked in a pub. It was a good place to meet girls and have a laugh. I was still living at home at the time and mum used to go out regularly with her friend called Lynda. For a woman in her 50’s Lynda was stunning. They were as close as sisters, she was with her almost every day and we all used to call her Aunt because of this.
One night both my mother and Lynda stopped off in the pub where I was working for a drink before they headed off downtown for the night at the other pubs and clubs in town. Lynda was wearing
Have you ever had a moment, when you reflect back on something that was not big at the time. Maybe something you shared with someone that meant a lot to you. You think to yourself, "I wish I had known this would be the last time this would happen." It might have been something you'd done a few times or many times with the person. You weren't expecting it to suddenly end, but it has. This is a one of those stories, when I wish I'd known it was the last time I'd see him.
Friday night had come. I was 'going into work extra' as far as anyone knew. Anyone but me and Andre that is. He texted as I was waiting 'Please meet me in room 628'. This night was extra planned out for us. We'd see each other tonight and in the morning. He wasn't able to spend the night with me but that was ok. Seeing h
This story and all characters involved are both completely fictional.
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I always had a thing for my best friend's sister. She was 4 years ahead of us, so when I was just a young freshman, she was a pretty blonde Varsity cheerleader in her senior year. I'd always stay over at my best friend's house during the weekend and we'd hang out like typical teenagers--stayed up playing video games, pretended we were thugs listening to rap music, we'd even talk about doing dirty things to girls we thought were hot in our class (although I never confessed having any attraction to his sister--I knew our friendship would immediately get weird if I did). He'd typically fall asleep before me and I usually stay up for a couple more hours before feeling tired and fallin
I came up and stretched. "Lena?"
I heard nothing back, so I got up and looked at the bed to see I was alone. I wasn't sure where she went, but I put my bra and panties on and went to the door.
I opened it and walked through it. "I still have no idea where Lena went, but I need some white pussy now. We still haven't told our moms we're fucking each other. After doing it with you so many times, I wonder what it's like doing it with your mom. She's definitely a MILF too, and I'm sure her pussy tastes just as good as yours," I ranted, walking through the hallway. "Is there a light on, though?"
I saw that, but wasn't sure what was going on. I stay quiet, not to startle anyone, and quietly made into the living room where the light was.
'Do I hear kissing?' I thought before I looked
"Two ninety-eight. Two ninety-nine. Aaaand that's it. Three damn hundo. How the hell do you do it?"
Joel shook his head in awe as he tossed a towel at the figure suspended in midair.
Malcolm took one hand off the pull-up bar and caught it deftly, dropping to the ground and dabbing at his shining torso.
"Good food. Good sleep. I normally wouldn't push myself this hard, but Giselle said she's got a surprise for me tonight. No idea what she's on about, but I need to get a good pump going. Just in case she's invited one of her friends into bed with us again."
"Wouldn't put it past her. You picked up a feisty one, you did," said Joel, as they headed out into the chilly winter evening.
As he drove through the deserted streets, Malcolm found himself subconsciously gripping his cock wi
My work at car Rental company at airport was really something, but was exciting, adventurous and lots of fun but there was something missing. I was 22 years old when I started working at airport rental company, i was alone, no girlfriend or fuckbuddy. But in airport there were several girls and matures who used to tease me of not having girlfriend and stuff like that and as usual I made fun of them and ignored them and this kept going for many months. As time passed I felt my sexual desire getting its peak and I never wanted to go for prostitution or paying someone to have a sex.
There was a mature lady Rosa around 55 years old who was really friendly and talkative she always sit in the corner of the gas station to have her coffee, everybody knows her as nice and relaxed person. I for no
Am Stephane BBC,Am now 25yrs old african,single,am a guide for tourist visiting africa,giving advices,direction and taking you to everywhere show you places etc...i have my touristic company for foreigners. I was contacted by a white cpl with thier kid,after all information they came for a trip in my country (CAMEROON) after picking them up from the airport we left to the guess house, wife 48 husband 54,daughter 23yrs,couple in thier room and the daughter in her room,the first week was a simple contact,knowing eack other,hobbies,giving directives etc,the following we accumulated outing,visiting animals zoo,ancestral areas,going to beaches, from there,wife and I where seeing early in the morning as she loved swimming early morning and I had to get up early to get food ready,car and draw th
"Hey, Mr. Elis," I said as the door opened.
"Hello, Amanda. I swear, you look prettier every time I see you, and I see your brown hair is getting long now."
"Thank you, Mr. Elis, is Chase here?"
"No, didn't he tell you, he's got some things to do with Brian and Sal now. Probably shouldn't be more than a couple of hours, but you know where his room is, though, so you're welcome to wait for him if you want. I tried texting him a little while ago, but he didn't answer. You could also hang out with me, but I'm just an old dude."
"I'll just wait for him in his room, but I'm sure you'd rather spend time alone, rather than with your son's girlfriend," I replied, coming in the house with him. "Unless you really just want some company," I put out there, turning back to him.
"No, rea
My wife has been pegging me wither strap on for some time now typically when she’s in one of her Dominant moods, she called me and asked if I was anywhere near her office, she had something to show me. So, I swung by and she told me to come into her office and she closed the door behind her and locked it. She went to her bag and pulled out the most realistic dildo I have ever seen. She had this wicked look in her eyes telling me to feel it. I must have had this look of amazement; doesn’t it feel real she asked. Not felling any cock but my own I said yes its really does not hard plastic it had foreskin and it bent but still had some rigidity to it, she said look at this extra bonus turning it around showing me the base it had a reservoir that could be filled with whatever and it also vibr
I'm a 44 year old teacher, and not particularly bad looking. I fooled around on my wife once many years ago and vowed never to do it again.
We have a babysitter/housesitter named Rachel who still works for us sometime, a former student of mine. My wife recruited her to babysit back when she was 14 and it's a small town, so it's not a huge surprise she ended up in my class. I've had students crush on me over the years as have many teachers, however I don't remember too much from her, though she was always an attractive girl.
She graduated last year and was watching the house and pets while my wife, kid and I went camping with another family. I ended up coming home early to get ready for a dinner meeting on Monday.
When I got there Rachel didn't see me at first--she was in
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not know Natalie Portman, Benjamin Millepied, or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Code: Anal, Blkmal, Exhib, Finger, Inc, Mast, MF, Oral, Reluc, HJ,
Natalie Portman, The Florence Nightingale Effect
By Muhabba
Natalie couldn't help herself as she reclined in her hot bubble bath. The tub was built to easily hold two people and her slender body
It had been a whirlwind year. From graduating at University up north, to getting married, the arrival of our son and then accepting my first position in a job in the Big Smoke. And so it was, as a young family we headed excitedly down to London to start our new life together…
One of my first tasks in my new job was to appoint myself a Secretary. We interviewed three girls, myself and my boss, all very well qualified, though one woman was a good fifteen years older than me, so it would’ve felt a bit like having my mother at work.
Which left a choice of two. One girl had slightly more experience, but in all honesty was a bit of a plain Jane, frumpy, with big NHS glasses and spots around her mouth. The other girl, less experienced but oh my, those dark brown eyes, raven hair and hour
We had just wrapped up a weeklong convention in Vegas. It was a late Sunday when we arrived in at hometown. We had anticipated our late arrival, so we reserved our room at our hotel before we headed for Vegas.
My wife, Dana, is a very sexy older Irish woman with beautiful green eyes. Dana looks superhot when she is her tight jeans or short skirts and heels. Since no one knows us, when we go to other cities she dresses a more provocative. She also wears tops that show plenty of cleavage. The skirts are not slutty, but short enough that it sends men messages she is available for fucking.
While we were once on vacation, we went to a brunch, Dana went first, I followed a minute later. Dana wore short black skirt and heels, when I got off the elevator, I saw her in the buffet line as s
This is side 2 of a 2 sided story. Jacobs views of events as they took place. All views characters and events in this story are fictional.
Written by:
C H Marshall
Jacobs perspective
The new sitter is supposed to be here no later than 615 and I want you to be on your best behavior for her you hear me young man Jacobs mother scolds. I will mom promise I am going to go shower now so I can make my best first impression ok. Jacob I always thought boys were dirty creatures who had to be forced to wash. But you have to be the cleanest person I've ever met. His mother says laughingly. Jacob thinks to himself that's because no one will ever let you rub your nuts on them if you smell and dirty all the time. But says out loud insted. I don't wanna be a smelly kid mom as he dashe
This is side one of a two sided story. All characters and acts in this story are fiction.
Karen's perspective of events by:
C H Marshall
Karen nervesly approached the door and rang the bell. This was not her first babysitting job but she was worried someone may find out why she wanted this one.
Her thoughts drifted to yesterday during lunch when she heard Christina telling the girls she was never babysitting for Jacob Wilson again. "That little fucker tried rubbing his balls on my face while we were watching a movie." That thought made he feel a little tingly all over and she felt her nipples harden as she did when Christina said it. She began to have second thoughts. What if Christina dremt it worse yet what if something happens and everyone finds out. She starts to
Visiting Hours
by brwneyedwitch70
It had been a busy day at work, I didn't get a chance to call you so I decided to stop by your hospital room to say hello. Your surgery had been a simple procedure, but you were still required to stay a few days to make sure that your knee was better. I was surprised to hear that you would be out in two days. Being away from you had been difficult at first, but knowing that I'd have you all to myself again soon was enough to keep me horny.
As I was driving toward the hospital, I noticed a costume shop. "Why not stop in." I thought to myself. We were always talking about dressing up and doing some role-playing games. Why not go in to see if something catches my eye. As I walked in to the store, I noticed there was much more than just costumes---this
So my husband and I have not had a great sex life for years. I've always been attracted to my best friend's husband, and for the past little while he's been a huge comfort to me. This is what happened the last time they came to visit...
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They were finally alone. The other two had gone to bed a little while before, and they sat on the couch, both acting as if everything was normal. She felt like the air between them was electric. It had been so long since she had felt his hands on her, and she craved his touch.
Finally, she got up the courage to ask, "do you think you could massage my lower back a little? It's sore like all the time these days." She chuckled nervously. He agreed. The moment his hands touched her back she felt her nipples harden, she looked down and could see
One weekend I was home alone as the rest of my family was either away for work or at my older brother’s college family weekend. I had to stay home because I had to work Friday night. After work on Friday I got home and had something to eat. I decided to see what was on TV and after flipping through channels for about a half hour I got bored and decided to get online to chat with some friends on instant messenger. As the night went on more of my friends started getting off and I was getting bored again so I decided to visit a chat room. Seeing as I was home alone I decided to enter the home alone chat room…I would have never imagined what happened next.
The conversations started out normal enough there were plenty of boys in the chat room asking to talk to females so, being a female, I
That peach glow on my skin , I inherited it from my mother. If I were to travel back in time to my mothers youth , I would find in her the same toned belly, broad hips and tightly shaped breasts that I so openly flaunted in all my social media pictures.
I threw on a beautiful top, I had purchased from zara on my first date with Faizan. I met Faizan on a chatting website after I broke up with Sean . Faizan helped me through my emotional rollercoaster and soon our conversations progressed on to explicit content, like role playing. I got good at it and Faizan was smitten with me. Then he insisted on taking me out shopping and I readily agreed. He turned out to be the same handsome lad he claimed to be. He spent a lot over me and I thought he deserved something in return, so I took him to
Astoria
Chapter One
Death is a usual happening. You can see it in the dust that travels through the air. Destroyed skyscrapers that have collapsed on to the ground below. Rusted vehicles lying dead on the side of the road. The bones and skulls of skeletons hiding within the rubble. It is silent. You can hear the creaking of old metal from buildings delicately swaying in the calm but dirty air. The quiet is interrupted by a scream.
Two figures emerge from the fog as they stumble through the rubble, they are frantically trying to get away from something as if they are being chased. They wear ragged clothing with hoods over their heads. One figure is taller, holding tightly to the hand of the other figure who is smaller in comparison. Their legs are weak as they struggle to run dow
It was fall and school had just started again. My twin brother Karl and I were feeling pretty darned good, after all, we were in high school now, 14 years old and freshmen.
There was something we called “The Race.” Our father had died when we were infants, he'd left our mother well set financially, she didn't need to work but she did. She was a sales executive with a communications company with a mid six figure income but Karl and I figured the only reasons she was employed were that she had the opportunity to meet men and that she didn't have to handle normal motherly duties, we felt like she hated us for being impediments to her, in her mind, idyllic life.
Her idyllic life, what a joke. To the outside world mother was a paragon of virtue, a beautiful woman of 37, a high payi
This is a true story but names have been changed for obvious reasons...
I am a 29 year old guy called Tony and I would describe myself as a guy who likes to work hard but play harder. I have a boyfriend called Dan who is a little older than me (by 8 months to be precise) and we have been together for five and a half years. To say he is the settling down type is an understatement.
Throughout our relationship, I am always the one who likes to go out partying and if I'm honest with myself, I probably do have somewhat of a drinking problem as I would always want to get wrecked but really feel I am just trying to escape my boring routine. My boyfriend enjoys a good night out but always wants to go after five drinks as he struggles with really bad hangovers if not.
It was our friend's
Colin knocked on the door softly and waited anxiously. No turning back now, he thought. The man who opened the door had to be close to 6 feet tall and well muscled, and towered over Colin who was merely 5'5''.
"Hi, I'm Colin," Colin said firmly, trying not to look intimidated by him.
"I know who you are," Jake replied. "What do you want?"
"I need to talk to you."
Jake gave him an annoyed look, but then stepped back and gestured to the couch. "Have a seat."
Colin walked in and sat on the edge of the couch. Jake came and sat down a bit further from him.
"I guess you know what I wanted to talk about." Colin said.
"No, not really." Jake replied in a bored voice.
Colin clenched his teeth. What an asshole.
"I know you and Michelle have been seeing each other."
"And
I my pregnant wife roll off the couch and race into the bathroom to vomit. Morning sickness again. She was now 4 months pregnant with a black baby. Our family and friends may not understand but we didn't care.
First of all Amy likes to let black men use her body for their pleasures, and I love to watch her be a slut for their huge black cocks. See Amy has been addicted to huge black cock every sense I let one of my black friends have his way with her on our third wedding anniversary, now in the beginning Amy was getting fuck by my black friend 2 to 3 times a week and I would watch the whole thing. Now as our daughter started getting older things slow down for us, but everything came to a complete stop in 2004 when our daughter Kelly Who was 14 at the time walked in on us as Amy was bei
(6 years is long enough, right? Read Part 1 here:
http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/taboo-stories/after-school-with-mr-smith/)
Taylor lay on her bed, resting one hand on her stomach and the other on her thigh. Her breathing became ragged as images of her brief session with Mr. Smith faded in and out of her mind: his large, sensuous hands traveling over her sinewy back, falling down and caressing her legs and rear as she sat on top of him, riding him desperately. It was so wrong, but when he had emptied himself into her, she hadn’t had a care in the world.
She slid her hand from her thigh to her underwear, already feeling the dampness seeping through them. Her eager fingers dipped into herself and she stifled a moan. Her parents were in the room across from hers.
Her other hand
There i was in class my blouse loose so you could see the top of my bra, sat next to my boyfriend snogging him in class. "Alisha get off him and stay behind" mr.Clark shouted.
The class left and was just me and mr.Clark i mean mr.Clark was pretty fly for an older guy, i noticed he watched me alot. As he came towards me i bent over, he stared down at my chest and couldn't take his eyes off my
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Chapter 2
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Jackie, although hungry ate very little at breakfast. She wished she had refused the request to come down to the dining room naked but the truth was she liked being treated as a slut… property of a black man. But now in a room full of family and friends the embarrassment was beyond imagination. She walked slowly to the
