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Wife Gets Gangbanged
My wife Sue and I have been married for 12 years and we have had a great sex life together. We have never been afraid to experiment with our fantasies but have never cheated on each other as far as I am aware of.
Sue is very attractive for 40 years old. She has long dark hair brown eyes and stands 5 10 tall with a trim body and 38d boobs. She gets stared at regularly when we are out together and when she is out on her own men always find a way to chat her up. I am not the jealous type. I actually enjoy seeing all the attention she gets and have often thought of her being with other men and talked one night about what she and other men she had been with had done before we had met.
As a part of my work I had arranged for a group of clients to take in a football match which included a hospitality box with plenty of drink and food. When one of the clients dropped out at late notice I asked my wife if she wanted to go. She is not a football fan but agreed to go and help out as a hostess.
Sue dresses very well and looks sexy without being slutty. On this day she dressed in her tight short black skirt a button up white blouse and black sheer hold up stockings. She has stunning legs and it gave me the beginnings of a hard on but we didn t Read more…
Yellow Ch. 01
Where is he now?
Sleeping. In my bed. He was pretty tired.
What did you do to the poor man Susan? My God.
Susan Reimann listened as her pragmatic best friend Tricia Fields berated her good-naturedly. This sort of tirade was nothing new when it came to Tricia.
Nothing she said innocently.
Nothing my ass. What did you and Matt do the rest of the day?
You mean after he gave me three love bites? We just went out to lunch and went shopping. Then we came back here made out and he went to sleep in my bed.
The brunette twenty-two-year-old waitress stretched her legs out on the couch and rubbed absently at her feet. Yuck my nail polish is peeling off. You want to come over so we can redo ours together?
I have something else in mind grinned Tricia running a hand through her dirty blond hair and almost bursting at the idea she was about to suggest.
Susan sat up straight on the couch. Tricia s ideas were usually sexual in nature and with an incredibly hot and muscular guy sleeping half-nude in her bed her tone left little room for deviance. Susan was up for anything. Especially if it included Matthew Herring.
You crawl Read more…
Security
I was in one of my moods. I really felt like going out and screwing myself senseless. My hubby Steve was away for the week leaving me here to fend for myself. I had watched a few pornos and even masturbated in front of the web cam for some bloke overseas but I was still bored and horny. I decided to head in town and see if I could pick up.
I thought about going to a pub but most blokes there are just old drunks at this time of the day. I threw on some knickers a short black skirt and red halter neck top and went out to the bus stop. I was waiting there by myself when a young lad of about 22 entered the bus shelter. The bus shelter was fairly secluded and as the lad sat opposite me we did the usual smile and nod thing. He was pretty cute and although I am 28 in a few weeks I knew he d be up for it. I am only five foot four inches tall with smallish pert breasts and my long dark hair is very very sexy.
I noticed him looking at me so I slowly opened my legs wider and wider so that he could get a glimpse of my undies. I looked him in the eye as I ran my hand up the inside of my thigh pulling my skirt up. He was no idiot. He smiled and took the opportunity to have a good look. I was becoming very moist and he had begun to take furtive rubs of his growing Read more…
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64-Year-Old Finds Fantastic Sex
I am Frank Stokes 64 years old retired from an executive position in a large corporation. My wife of 35 years passed away 3 years ago.
I live in Brentwood a golfing community in the Atlanta area. There are three 18 hole golf courses. One easy course one a little more difficult and the third for experts more difficult. Lots of sand traps water and longer. I play the middle course. weather permitting week days and sometimes on Sunday. I try to stay off the course on week ends too many players and play is slow. I always ride a cart and like to play fast. Hate to be held up on the tees and greens. It has a large club house and an excellent 19th hole. For those of you who don t know golf the 19 hole is the bar. Food and drinks available Also have a large beautiful dining room which serves great food. Also a large room used for special occasions wedding receptions Saturday night dances etc. The homes are all large four and five bedrooms four and 5 baths three car garages on lots of a minimum of a half acre.
I play golf on the middle course and as I said use a golf cart. I take a walk in our development almost every afternoon. It is pleasant walking large well kept homes beautiful lawns trees etc.
Yesterday Sunday Read more…
Hotel Amour
It was Janet s idea.
What harm can it do to look around? she said.
Ha!
Janet was an inveterate surfer. And you did not have to surf very much to find all kinds of things out there that would have horrified Janet s mother for one.
We had both been brought up in the sheltered cocoon of the typical American family Yes including church on Sunday. We were not into drugs booze high-jinks of any sort hell we did not even screw until we d been going out for three years and even then we used a condom. Model students we graduated from High School then from College and we both held down uninspiring but solid jobs. Janet was a librarian. She had always loved books. I am an accountant. With prospects I was given to understand. Hang around and you ll one day be a partner. That kind of thing.
We married young and we were happy. Well sort of happy. I guess we both felt we were missing out on something or had missed out on something. Perhaps this is true of all couples who were High-School sweethearts who had never strayed from the straight and narrow never played the field never experienced the highs and lows of the singles game . What you have you do not value. What you have not this you come Read more…
St Mary s Girls: Jane s First Time
Standing at the bus stop on a mild autumn evening 18-year-old Jane felt a growing sense of excitement. If everything went to plan tonight she d have something to tell Shona about when her raven haired Irish friend returned from school hockey trip to France. Ever since Shona had returned from spending the half-term holiday at home in Ireland telling Jane all about how she d lost her virginity to some boy called Kieran Jane had been deeply envious of her friend.
In their time at St. Mary s the two girls had already earned reputations as being the best cocksuckers in the school yet until the recent half-term break neither girl had had the opportunity to take the next step. Despite their friendship Shona and Jane were highly competitive. At night in their room the pair had often raced each other to orgasm fucking their tight virgin pussies with the handles of their hairbrushes and other suitably shaped objects. Jane had been more than a little put out to discover that her friend had won the race to become the first to feel a cock filling her pussy. Her sense of envy had been exacerbated further when Shona had recently revealed that during a detention period for failing to complete her homework her punishment had been to let Mr. Willis the girls science teacher fuck both her pussy and her arse.
Boarding the bus Jane fumbled in her blazer pocket to find her pass. She smiled at the driver as she flashed her card twisting a finger in her long blonde hair as she gave him her sweetest innocent little girl look noticing the way his eyes devoured her shapely body. She giggled as with a deliberate flick of the hem of her pleated plaid school uniform skirt worn several inches higher than the regulation length she turned and made her way back along the bus accenting the sway of her hips as she walked towards the stairs leading to the top deck.
Climbing the stairs Jane noticed that there were only two other Read more…
The Lessons
Sara told George to come to her house at 8:00PM by that time her family would have finished dinner. She greeted George at the door. Hi Georgie did you bring your math book?
Yes I did Sara. George did bring his homework with him but he was hoping that homework would not be the only thing they did that evening. Although even if it was he was still happy to have been invited over. Sara was one of the prettiest girls in class and he was happy to just be there. He didn t really believe what she had said in class that she would give him a reward (see Chapter 5).
Are your parents home? He didn t want to appear too obvious but he had to assume that nothing would happen if her parents were home.
Sara smiled at him in mock surprise. Well of course George I wouldn t have a boy in the house without my parents home. You can be so silly at times. She then twirled around giving him a brief glimpse of her thighs as her skirt spun. When he looked up he saw her father standing in the entrance to the sitting room giving him a funny look.
Oh hi Mr. Kirstin I didn t see you standing there. It s good to meet you sir.
Yes it s nice to meet you too. George is it?
Yes sir George Reynolds. I came over to study with Sara.
Yes well. He fell silent eyeing George.
Sara was smiling at the both of them enjoying their obvious discomfort. Now daddy don t be so serious. You know what trouble I have been having in math and Georgie came over to help me out. He s one of the smartest boys in class. It s like having a tutor for free. George smiled meekly at Mr. Kirstin as Sara grabbed his arm and dragged him to her bedroom.
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Her father s eyes followed them up the stairs. George was careful not to look at her legs as she scampered up before him drawing him along by his sleeve. She pulled him into her room and shut the door.
My dad can be such a poot. He s suspicious of every boy I bring home. George wasn t too happy to hear that other boys had been to her house but then he knew he was just lucky to be one of them. Sara looked around her bedroom for her math book. George stood by the door wondering what he should do.
Now where did I put that stupid math book. I can never find anything in here. Her bedroom was quite a mess. There were clothes lying around on the bed and floor. There was even a lacy brassiere hanging out of a dresser drawer. George studied the bra for awhile imagining what it might look like on Sara or even better what she might look like underneath. He looked around the floor for more undies but couldn t find any. It was mostly magazines CD s stuffed animals and other debris of her daily life. She even had some toys of her childhood on the shelves along with posters of rock stars on the wall.
Sara got on her hands and knees to look under the bed. His eyes were drawn to her bottom sticking up in the air as she rummaged under the bed. He was reminded of her display in class (see Chapter 1). Her plaid skirt was long enough to cover her fanny but the outline of her sweet little bottom was evident through the skirt. Simply the outline of her bottom shaped by the skirt was itself very attractive as well as the suggestiveness of her position.
Now where is it? Sara was feeling around under the bed moving her fanny flirtatiously in the air as she searched beneath the bed. She knew where George was looking. She pretended to have to scrunch her butt up even higher to get a better view under the bed giving George an even better view behind her.
George had to smile at the sight. Her skirt now just barely hid her panties. He was getting a clear view of her white thighs. The thought of walking over and flicking up her skirt crossed his mind revealing to his eyes her panties and bottom. He figured though that she would probably get angry (for a good reason) so he restrained himself.
Sara looked back at him catching where his eyes were looking. Georgie why are you just standing there and not helping? she said in mock admonishment smiling at the fact that she had caught him sneaking a peek. She loved to tease boys by showing them brief glimpses of her legs and panties. She had a considerable reputation in the school for being a tease. It was this reputation that in fact contributed to Mr. Peters needing to punish her. The experience in class had been very embarrassing for her but it had also made it clear to her how much fun it would be to show even more.
George was embarrassed at being caught. Oh I m sorry Sara. Where should I look? He studied the room having no idea of where in this mess he should look first.
Well if I knew that silly I would know where it was. She got up from the floor brushed off her skirt placed her hands on her hips and looked around. She went to a book shelf that stood next to the door and bent way over to study the texts on the bottom shelf. This time she hardly bent her knees giving him a look all the way up the back of her legs. She had very nice legs not real long but well curved. With this posture he could see even see a bit of her panties tightly binding the outline of her pussy tucked beneath the beginning of the cheeks of her bottom. She even seemed to wave her bottom back and forth at him as she studied the books. George could feel a swelling between his legs. He was glad he wore his briefs as they were more effective in hiding it.
Oh here it is! she exclaimed and then stood up. She looked at him and smiled. Did you see it there all the time? she again playfully scolded him. Here you sit in that chair and I ll sit on the bed. We can t both sit on the bed cause if daddy caught us I would get in big trouble.
George went over to the easy chair first removing the things that had been carelessly strewn across it. He picked up a magazine and placed it on a nightstand. He then followed with a pair of socks a stuffed bear a sweater and then beneath the sweater a pair of pink panties. He stopped. He knew he shouldn t be picking up her panties but it would also be awkward to just point them out to her. He decided to move them himself. He picked up her panties enjoying the fact that he had such an intimate garment of Sara s in his hand: a pair of her soft used undies that had recently been wrapped tightly around her bottom and cunnie. He tried to surreptitiously slide them beneath her sweater without her awareness.
Sara however was watching with amusement. She had known the panties were there. She was enjoying his embarrassment.
George cleared his throat sat down in the chair and opened his book to the latest chapter. He looked up at Sara sitting on her bed across the room.
Sara was sitting on the edge of the bed also leafing through the book. She sat with one leg hanging over the edge the other tucked in beneath her bent at the knee. Her dress had somehow pulled up into her lap so that her legs were largely bare. She didn t seem to notice that with one leg crossed in front and tucked beneath her there was a large opening beneath her plaid skirt that provided him with a clear view of her white panties between her legs. His swelling continued to develop.
What chapter were we working on? Sara asked absentmindedly as she rummaged through the text not seeming to notice that she was displaying of her pantied cunt.
Uh he hesitated as his mind was on her panties. He could clearly see the white cloth so nicely rounded by the mound of her cunt and framed well by her pale thighs. It was like a little mound of ice cream hidden deep between her thighs. I think it s chapter 7.
Oh yes of course she turned the pages to chapter 7 and then looked up at him catching his eyes directed between her legs. Georgie! affecting a tone of shock in her voice. What are you looking at?
Oh gosh Sara I m sorry. He flushed and quickly turned his eyes to the book. He wondered now if maybe he had grossly misunderstood her invitation. It was very embarrassing to be caught by a girl trying to get a look up her dress. It made you feel so infantile like you were caught trying to peak into your sister s room while she was changing her clothes. He glued his eyes to the book trying to get his concentration focused on the typescript. He now thought that Sara had only been teasing him in class. She was known for being a major tease. Perhaps her plan tonight was largely to just torment him. Well he thought it is still very nice to be visiting Sara at home and in her bedroom at that. Better to be teased by Sara than to be home watching TV with his parents.
Sara felt like laughing. She had sat that way precisely in order to give him a peek and she enjoyed how easily he was flustered. She smiled and said Well I guess it s ok if you look a little bit. I told you that I would give you a peek for helping me out in class. She thought a bit of what to say next. You can look some more if you want Georgie.
George cautiously raised his head and looked up at her. She hadn t moved at all. She was still giving him a clear line of sight up her skirt. She was in fact smiling at him. He looked down again at her panties.
I guess this could even be your payment for tutoring me in math she said gaily. George smiled shyly in response.
Sara then pulled her leg out from underneath and let this leg as well hang over the edge of the bed. She spread her legs a bit further and picked up the front of her skirt so that he could see better. This was what he had been hoping for. He could now see a lot of her panties. Do you like them Georgie? she asked coquettishly.
Oh very much he replied. His eyes were wide open. He was staring intently and his cock was now expanding uncomfortably in his pants. His penis had not been in a location suitable for an erection poking down into his shorts and he wondered if he should try to adjust it now that it was straining for more room. He didn t want to offend her though by a childish horniness letting her know that he was getting an erection in her bedroom. However he knew that it would be difficult to control himself given what she was doing.
The view was delicious. He couldn t believe his luck! Sara was sitting in front of him smiling innocently as she held up her plaid uniform skirt to give him a sweet view. She was showing him her creamy thighs and white girlie panties. It was his first good view beneath a girl s dress and it was being offered in an open brazen manner. He wanted to notice and remember every detail. He could feel a bit of perspiration on his brow.
I changed my panties for you when I got home Georgie. I didn t want Mr. Peters to catch me again in anything that wasn t school regulation but when I got home I switched so I could show you these. She was very proud of them. They were just white cotton panties but the edging was very frilly and there was even a little pink bow in the center just above the evident bulge of her young cunnie. She had been thinking of wearing for George one of her special bunny panties but changed her mind fearing that he would find them to be too infantile. These frilly white panties were still very cute.
She looked down at them herself. I like the little fluff that goes around the edges. Don t you? She traced the frill with a finger. And don t you think that the bow is pretty? She looked back at him watching his eyes as she pulled on the little bow causing the panties to stretch more tightly across her cunt. George s cock was now straining for more room.
George could even see the outline of her pussy lips through the panties. It looked like two parallel little white fleshy mounds with a deep crease running between. He wanted so much to see what it in fact looked like. His cock was now getting really uncomfortable. He moved the book in his lap and tried to secretly make additional room for its growth.
Sara noticed the attempt. What s wrong Georgie? Are you uncomfortable for some reason? What is it that you re trying to do? She loved so much to tease and she was enjoying how flustered George was getting. She knew exactly what he was doing but she also knew that he wouldn t want to admit to her what was happening.
Nothing Sara I just have an itch.
I bet you do you looney nut. She smiled sweetly at him.
George leaned forward a bit trying to find a posture that eased the pressure.
She giggled at him. Now George if I am going to sit here with my skirt raised showing you my panties the least you could do is to take that book away. She paused. I think that you re trying to hide something from me and that would not be fair. You re not trying to hide anything are you? Cause if you are I m just going to have to put this skirt right back down she teasingly threatened.
Oh no don t do that George quickly pleaded finally moving his eyes away from her panties to look her directly in her eyes. She began to lower her skirt. George hesitated and then moved the book aside.
Sara could tell that he did have a bulge in his pants although it seemed to be pointing down rather than up. Aren t you going to show it to me? she asked swinging her skirt a bit with her hand.
Sara are you sure? Right here? I mean what if your parents come in.
He did have a point there. Her father always seemed to be finding excuses to enter her room whenever she had a boy over. She hated living at home. She so much wanted more privacy but she didn t have the money to rent her own apartment and her parents were unwilling to cover the cost of living away when it seemed at least to them to be just as easy for her to continue to stay at home. Nor did they respect her privacy and her father was in fact rather intrusive whenever a boy came over to visit. She dropped the skirt back on her lap the curtain now drawn over the pantie show.
Well it doesn t quite seem fair though does it? She knew that it was best not to show everything to a boy right away perhaps even never. It was better instead to deny him at times so that he wants it all the more. This strategy did appear to work well with most boys including George. He was clearly very disappointed.
Maybe you could lock the door? he suggested.
No way she replied. I tried that once and got into big trouble. If the door is locked they know something is going on. We can t do that. There was a moment of brief silence. Maybe we should just study she said turning back to the math text she had placed on the bed.
George did not like that idea. You really want to see me too? he asked.
Sara pretended to be more interested in the book. It s up to you Georgie.
Well maybe I can at least do this. He pulled out his slacks from his waist and forced a hand down into his shorts to grab his stiff cock. He would have liked to unzip his pants to get better access but he was scared her father might suddenly come through the door. He would not likely be able to come up with an explanation for why his zipper was down. Reaching into his pants George first straightened out his cock having some difficulty with the extent to which hairs were being pulled by his fingers or caught in his briefs.
Sara felt like giggling at the sight of George fumbling around in his shorts trying to do something with his stiffy.
George removed his hand from his underwear when he had gotten his cock to be sticking up rather than down and then returned his hand back down into his slacks but this time outside of his briefs. He reached through the access flap and with considerable effort managed to extract his cock through the flap so that only his slacks were between his cock and the air.
Sara placed a hand over her mouth to suppress her laughter as she watched his struggles. He did seem to be having quite a bit of difficulty doing whatever it was he seemed to be doing. The finished product however was satisfying. The front of his loose slacks were now sticking well out his rigid cock no longer constrained by his tight briefs. Sara could even see the distinct outline of the head of the cock the profile of a round bulb at the top of the shaft poking through his slacks. Well Georgie I can see now why you were so uncomfortable. It wasn t sticking in the right direction was it?
He looked a little sheepish. No but now you can see it pretty good can t you? He was in fact proud of his effort and proud of the state of his cock. He thought it looked rather big pushing out so forcefully the front of his slacks.
I do seem to be having quite an effect on you don t I? I guess you really do like my panties don t you? She lifted her skirt back up to give him another look. George gratefully returned his eyes to her sweet little panties. However as soon as they were fully exposed there was a knocking on the door. Sara dropped her skirt and George quickly placed the book on his lap. Her father opened the door.
How are you kids doing? he asked innocently. He was always worried that he would find his daughter and some boy necking in the bedroom and perhaps someday even worse. He liked doing spot checks to prevent any such things from happening. He knew that she was now at a sexual age and that there was no way that he could control what she was doing outside of the house. But as long as she was in their house he was going to be sure that nothing happened. He had in fact sent her to Templeton College because they were so strict regarding the social lives of their students. He figured that between him and the faculty of Templeton his daughter would not get into any serious trouble.
As soon as he entered the room he recognized that he had little reason to be concerned. They were not even sitting next to each other. A couple of times he had caught Sara sitting with a boy on the bed. He subsequently added a small table and two chairs to the room to provide a more suitable study environment. He still needed to remind her at times about this. George and Sara were not at the table but at least they were yards apart. Sara was sitting demurely on the bed and George had the math book open in his lap. He was probably just explaining a formula to her.
I just wanted to check to see if you kids needed anything. Any snacks or anything?
No father Sara replied somewhat annoyed at his obvious distrust. We re fine you don t need to check up on us or anything.
He ignored the reference to his real motivation. Well ok I will let you get back to work and he closed the door.
Geeze it bothers me when he does that she said as soon as he shut the door.
Do you think he knows anything? George wasn t at all sure whether his effort to hide himself with the book was successful. He figured his cock was so big that it was probably sticking out past the book. It sure felt big still pushing out his pants. Even the brief entrance of her father had not reduced his level of excitement.
No don t worry about that. If he thought anything was up he wouldn t have left. She went over to the door and peeked out. He was gone. She quietly closed the door and turned to face George. That was quick thinking with the book though Georgie. She said admiringly. Is your boner all gone now? Let me see. George happily removed the book to show her that his erection was still quite strong. She was flattered by the fact that she had aroused him so much and she enjoyed seeing his boner straining through the front of his pants. She leaned back against the door and again lifted her skirt. This time she brought it up well past her waist to fully expose her lower body.
Holy cow!! George thought. He could not stop himself from touching his cock through his pants. He pretended to be again adjusting himself but he kept his fingers on his cock when he was done. He provided light rubbing on the head of his cock moving his fingers ever so slightly. He would have liked to openly play with himself but he felt too self-conscious.
He now had a complete view of her legs thighs and panties. The sight was fantastic. She was still wearing her Mary Janes white socks white blouse and black tie of the college dress code but the plaid skirt was fully raised in front exposing the frilly white panties that tightly embraced her hips and young cunt. She had a narrow waist that contrasted well with her girlish hips. He lightly traced his erection with his fingers hoping that she would not notice that he was playing with himself or perhaps even better maybe she would also play with herself but she just continued to show him her panties at times swinging her hips a bit to add a flirtatious movement to the show.
Sara occasionally giggled as she enjoyed his entrancement with her exhibitionistic display and his effort to secretly play with himself. While his eyes were fixed on her panties hers were fixed on the sight of his slacks sticking out and his effort to masturbate without being obvious. She let go of her skirt with one hand still holding it up with the other and placed a finger in her mouth contemplating her next move. I tell you what Georgie. She didn t say anything further.
George s heart was racing. He wanted so much to take his cock out and jerk off. He could easily jerk off through his pants but that would definitely leave a large wet spot that he could not possibly explain to her parents. He looked up when he realized that she hadn t finished her thought. What? he asked.
If you take out your penis I will pull down my panties.
He was shocked into silence. Oh man he thought that would be great. He had gotten a good rear view of her cunt when she was being spanked the other day but this would be much different so very much different. This would be Sara purposely willingly showing him her little cunt lowering her white panties to show him her girlish slit. She was even asking to see his erect cock to reveal to her in her bedroom his big hard dick. Just the fantasy of this would be enough to make him cum and yet the possibility of it actually happening was right there in front of him. But what about her dad? She couldn t be serious. What if your dad comes back? Won t he come back?
Still holding up her skirt knowing full well that he would have a hard time resisting her as long as she was giving him a good view she replied I don t think so. He usually only comes around once and I don t think he is at all suspicious this time. This was only half true and she knew it. He usually stopped by twice but it was true that he didn t seem at all suspicious during the first visit. Maybe he wouldn t come back and even if he did they could probably cover themselves up quick enough. In any case at this moment it didn t even seem to matter to her. She was now very excited herself. She loved the flirtation the showing off the attention. It made it even more exciting to know that they would be taking a chance. As long as they were careful not to go too far it should be ok. Besides she was leaning against the door. She would be able to hear him walking down the hall. This would give them plenty of time. She didn t wait for George to decide.
She reached under her skirt with both her hands and pulled her panties down. She stopped when her panties were well down her thighs but not yet at her knees. She looked up at him bent over facing him and smiled flirtatiously.
George couldn t see anything as her skirt was also now down but the sight of her panties being pulled down her legs was exciting knowing that it meant that her cunt was now entirely bare beneath her skirt.
Sara then stood back up straight folded her arms beneath her little breasts and smiled at him her panties still hanging at her thighs but hidden by her plaid skirt which also hid from view that which her panties had left behind.
It s your turn Georgie. I won t lift my skirt unless you take your thing out.
George was in a panic. He wanted so much for her to lift up her skirt. Just a little bit at least. The sight of her bare cunt was now hidden just by the plaid skirt and she was willing to show it to him all he had to do was to show her his erect cock. Heck he would be happy to show her his erect cock anytime she wanted. This was a win-win situation. How could he say no? Well he said your dad did just leave a few minutes ago. If he is going to come back he would at least wait awhile. We could look at each other a little bit.
Sara in fact thought this was a very good point. He rarely came back quickly. They actually had very little to worry about as long as they kept track of the time.
George carefully unzipped his pants. He was careful not only because he was still worried about her dad but he was also a bit concerned about catching the skin of his cock in the zipper. A smile slowly spread across Sara s lips.
As George unzipped his pants he realized that it might be very hard to quickly zip them back up. Not only would he have to hurriedly stuff his stiff cock back into his pants but it was during the zipping that he would most likely catch the skin of his dick. Well too late to worry about that now he felt. He knew what he wanted right now caution and care would have to take a back set at least for a few minutes. He fully unzipped his slacks reached in and pulled out his erect cock.
It was now Sara s turn for her eyes to widen. Wow Sara said. I m impressed Georgie. You even look bigger than you did in class.
He was not in fact any bigger than he had been before. He would think that he would probably not look as big. In class her face had been just inches away. But maybe the excitement of the risk and being in her bedroom made it seem bigger to her. It did look out of place: a stiff pole of skin with a red crown poking up from his lap out of his slacks. In any case it was kind of fun to be showing it off to Sara in her bedroom. He felt rather proud seeing how she was enjoying the sight. Ok Sara now it s your turn.
Do you really want to see me? she asked coyly. I don t know Georgie maybe daddy might come back. She swung her hips a bit acting as if she was too shy to show him being careful though to keep her knees spread enough so that her panties stayed at her thighs.
Sara come on now don t do this. I showed you mine and besides hurry up before your dad comes back.
She smiled enjoying his impatience. Well I really don t know if I should. A good girl wouldn t show a boy her private part.
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The Johnsons
During World war II the English suffered many shortages. Rationing of food and luxuries was severe leading to much black marketeering. Imported goods in particular were in short supply. Tobacco sugar tea and so forth. Sex was also in short supply with most young men sent to fight the enemy leaving sex-starved wives and girl friends at home.
Johnnie grew up during the war years.
Herbert Johnson and his wife Emily owned the local newsagent and sweet shop. From being fourteen years old Johnnie earned his spending money by delivering papers in the early morning the afternoon after school and on Sunday mornings. Being wartime the newspapers were only a few pages so many could be packed into one paper bag and Johnnie would leave home at quarter to six in the morning returning at eight o clock after delivering two rounds in time for a wash a slice of bread and jam before shouting Tara mum up the staircase as he left for school.
As soon as he got back home at half past four in the afternoon he took a further round of papers - sometimes two if another paper-boy hadn t turned up. He was paid 7/6 a week for three paper rounds and a Sunday round. He kept 2/6 giving the other 5/- to his mother to help out with the housekeeping expenses. By this time the three elder brothers and sisters had left home. Two were in the armed forces whilst the eldest sister had married and was living in a small house a mile away.
Mr Johnson was unfit for the armed forces but was a warden in the local ARP. This involved being on duty in the boiler room beneath the infants school. Johnnie would keep him company where Mr Johnson taught him to play chess over pint mugs of strong sweet tea. The heat from the boiler kept the basement cosy with the constant acrid smell of the burning coke in the background.
When Johnnie was eighteen going on nineteen it was arranged that Mr and Mrs Johnson would take their usual Read more…
Ep. 01 Tramps Like Us
Rachel was in tears as she walked home. It was easily a two and a half mile walk but she had little choice. It started out so great: Scott Lister asked her to the senior prom. THE Scott Lister captain of the Arkham High School football team asked fatty Rachel Tarunen to the prom.
She had been heavy all her life. Part of her size problems came from genetics but her bookish nature and her love of cookies and pastries were mostly to blame. She was the type that would rather curl up with her well-worn copy of Fellowship of the Ring and some Oreos instead of exercise. And she didn t necessarily think that this was a bad thing. But the ostracism had been getting worse and worse. It wasn t so bad in elementary school she was rather well-liked and had quite a few friends. It wasn t until middle school that the teasing began worsening through high school. She never thought it would get this bad though.
It started out so perfectly. Scott showed up in a beautiful white limo and he looked like a movie star in his tux. She felt just like Molly Ringwald in some bad John Hughes movie. And when he held her close in the limo she thought she would faint dead away right then. Then they arrived at the reception hall where the prom was being held which was when he decided to abandon her. She waited patiently while he socialized with his teammates then he just disappeared. It wasn t until she went to the ladies room that she found him with Jessica Davis the head cheerleader with his head between her legs. That was bad enough.
Thankfully neither of them noticed her nor did they hear her as she made her way back to the main room. She took her seat and waited patiently for Scott to come back. When he finally returned she confronted him as loudly as she could thinking what few friends she had would stand behind her.
Instead everyone laughed as Scott said Do you really think that I d go out with a fat cow like Read more…
It was my first day on the job the first day of my year in industry for my degree course and though it may seem strange I knew no-one in the company the job had been arranged by the college. All I knew was the company was a publishing house I had to report to a Mrs. Fenner and that I was to be working as an editors assistant my course tutor in Reporting had said that the job would be an eye opener I hadn t understood the wink he gave when he made the comment. So here I was at the address I d been given I was two hours early and the reception was locked there wasn t even a security guard in sight and I wondered how long I d have to wait for some-one to come along. An hour later I was relieved to see a body moving around through the tinted glass of the doors tentatively I rang the bell there was a rattle followed by a click and a rattle then the door swung open.
Yes? a rather dishy female of about twenty-five asked.
Uh I faltered I m starting work here today and am supposed to report to Mrs. Fenner.
I see she smiled you d better come in.
I followed her into the reception to my surprise there were no pictures or covers on the walls that would give a clue to the type of publications the company did but I had to admit that the reception was made up to relax a person. The woman went behind a glass topped fronted and sided reception desk opened a book read an entry and looked at me.
Your name? she asked. Read more…
City BBQ
It was a hot muggy afternoon as I sat on the back porch daydreaming of being some place far off with several handsome hunks to wait on me hand and foot. When the phone rang and brought me back to reality. It was Kaci on the phone inviting me to attend a citywide bbq down town. At first I told her thanks but no thanks because it was so hot outside and then being around all those people and the many grills. She asks again and finally I agreed to going.
“Ok be ready in 30 minutes ” she said.
As I sat there listening to a dial tone I thought to myself 30 minutes is not long and jumped up showered quickly and threw on a soft blue sundress and slipped on a pair of flip flop shoes. I pulled my long hair up and put a clippie in to keep it up off of my neck and shoulders. Just at that time I heard the honking of Kaci’s car out front. I ran out the door and got in her car asking what the big hurry was as I noticed how pretty she looked. She is not a very tall girl. She is thin with medium size breasts and a nice round ass. Her long blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail. She turned and smiled at me with a twinkle in her bright green eyes.
“We need to hurry because Aimee just called and said the place was packed with sexy men!” she Read more…
The French Maid Ch. 09
It was about 9:30 one Monday morning when I was asked to go to a room on the top floor. I was told it was for some dictation and I was to take a notepad and pencil. I found one in the office and headed upstairs.
Entering the room I found a man in his early forties wearing a three-piece suit with shirt and tie. He had brown hair fairly short and a pleasant face. He was medium weight and in the suit looked really good.
“I need you to take some letters for me.” He said ushering me into the room. “But I would prefer if you would do it totally naked.”
I smiled “Of course sir.”
“You can change in the bathroom.” He told me before going to the window and gazing out at the countryside.
In the bathroom I removed my French maid’s outfit and all my underwear which was the normal black stockings suspenders and bra and pants. I wrapped a towel around me and padded out.
“Please sit over there ” he gestured to a chair. I walked across the room and dropped the towel by the side. Sitting down it felt quite sexy being totally naked with a fully clothed man standing around.
He looked at me I could se his eyes moving from my head with my long blonde hair hanging down Read more…
Wild Times in the Winnebago
What a drag.
Lance bent over to gather more sticks for the fire glancing over at his best friend Jake and his girlfriend Jessa but they hadn t heard his cynical comment. They were also gathering firewood talking cheerfully. Jessa giggled quite often which really got on Lance s nerves.
Lance had never cared much for Jessa. She always seemed uptight and was a bit chunky. He couldn t see what Jake saw in her.
Lance carried the wood that he had gathered back to the campsite wondering why he had even come along. His girlfriend of two years had chosen the day before to break up with him leaving him partner-less for the weeklong camping trip that had been planned months ago.
It probably would have been worse if Sheila had come Lance admitted to himself. Sheila had never liked Jake very much and she loathed Jessa. Jessa was too common for her tastes and she never catered to Sheila like all of her other friends.
Lance glanced at Jessa who was now starting the fire. At least Jessa pitches in Lance reasoned internally. If Sheila had come she would have sat on her ass and bitched all week about the inconveniences of nature. Sitting on her ass and bitching is her specialty. He watched Jessa a moment Read more…
Ms. Marca Ch. 10
See Ms. Marca Ch 9 for the start of this adventure.
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Marca had gone too far with Big Dong she had teased him to the point he was ready to have her pussy and make her want more. She had gone out to see what he was doing in her backyard and worn an out fit that would make his eye balls drop out and she showed her ass and her big tits that came though her lose fitting top. When the big guy walked away from her into the little workshop where equipment was kept a shed/storeroom she followed him in and was just standing watching him do something with one of the tools. When all of a sudden he looked up and said:
Why the fuck do you flirt so much with every cock you see! She was stunned and taken back by his crude words You can t talk to me like that! He looked at her and said fuck you I quite and don t have your husband call me and ask why I quite are he will get an ear full! This caught Marca off guard Wait can t we talk about this as she reached out to touch his arm as he was walking out of the shed.
He stops and looked down at her hand on his big muscular forearm and said Get that fucken hand off me you cunt or I ll make you wish you had never tried to stop me!
I just want Read more…
A Night of Firsts
This is an actual experience that happened to me and was one of the more exciting sexual activities I have ever been a party to. I had been dating an attorney for almost six months and although I thought she was a little sexual reserved in the beginning of our relationship things were beginning to heat up as we got to be more comfortable with each other. We lived quite some distance apart so most of getting together was done on the weekends usually at a nice hotel somewhere in the middle. On this particular weekend Ann said she had something really special planned for me and wanted to know if I could come to her house on Saturday and spend the weekend and of course I could not turn her down with that kind of invitation.
When I arrived at her home at about four in the afternoon she met me at the door wearing an attractive sundress and had a snifter of cognac for me in one hand and a joint in the other. We sat out on the deck chatted for a while played some cribbage and got very relaxed. After about an hour she asked me straight out if I trusted her enough to allow her to have some fun with me. I had absolutely no idea what she had in mind but after dating for this long I was convinced that she would not do anything to hurt me in any way so I said Totally. Read more…
The Down Nights of College Ch. 1
The characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblence to real people is coincidental.
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I got to know Liz Restam during the spring of 2001 though I had known her since fall of 1999 our freshman year of high school. We never really associated much until that season at SIUE. She was about as tall as I was 6 5 give or take an inch or so with round plump C-cup breasts a slim figure and a very superbly curved ass.
In actuality it was more of a coincidence that we got to know each other.
It was a clear sunny Tuesday afternoon. Classes had just gotten out for the day and I had made my way out to my car. I threw my backpack into the back seat and was just about to hop in and drive off when I noticed a small blue Subaru not far from my red Saab. I could hear the starter struggling to no avail.
I fired up my engine and drove over parking nose-to-nose with the Subaru.
Need help? I asked.
Liz s long golden hair swayed as she stuck her head out her window smiled and said Yeah. Do you have jumpers?
It just so happens I began that I do!
Perfect! she smiled and popped her hood as did I.
d ja leave Read more…
My First Time With Amy
Thanks to wert m for his editing prowess!
My first time with Amy was one of the best days of my life. She was just 18 and had an innocent beauty that I was unable to resist.
I was 44 at the time and Amy was our babysitter. She had been in our employ for three years and was quite reliable. I never mistrusted or believed that she was anything other than honest.
She is hot. Yes I know the same old clichГ© but damn it she is. I thought so when I first met her at 15. She was a budding young woman then blossoming into a developed teen. I wanted to see her naked beauty even then but what with the laws against sex with a minor were the contributing factor that kept me from acting anything other than her employer.
Nothing came more of a shock when I found her sleeping on the couch the night the wife and I had attended an awards banquet that her employer sponsored every year.
My wife had won Employee of the Year and she had celebrated a little too much. Never one that could hold her liquor (I always considered her a cheap date) she stumbled into the house after the banquet and giggling she bumped each wall as she made her way to our bedroom. She almost made the door but the heel of her shoe caught the last stair and if I hadn t been behind her she would have fell ass over appetite back down.
I helped her to the door of our room and she fell onto the bed where she immediately passed out. I took off her high heels and proceeded to undress her so she would be more comfortable to sleep off her drunkenness. She lay there on top of the covers in just bra and thong underwear and I had a brief notion to take advantage of her but I remembered the sleeping Amy on the couch.
I did not want to make a lot of noise making love to my wife and get caught by our babysitter so I changed into a pair of jogging shorts a t-shirt and proceeded to head back down stairs to wake Amy Read more…
Medieval Marriage
I cannot believe I am wed to him Gemma thought to herself. He is more like my brother he cannot be my husband. Silently she cursed the marriage their parents had arranged upon her birth. She knew the contract by heart for she had read and reread it trying to find a way out. It said that as soon as both had reached their majority they would be wed. In her mind she was much too young to be wed. Even though she knew girls from the village who had had two children by her age.
Gemma had no experience with men and was dreading what was to come. Her mother had hinted at what would happen but had told her to just trust her new husband. She resented the fact that boys were allowed to experiment where girls were not. He probably knew exactly what would happen even though they were the same age.
Not knowing what to do Gemma stood with her arms crossed and stared defiantly across the bedchamber at her nemesis her husband.
I cannot believe I am wed to her Caelin thought simultaneously with his bride. I have known her as long as I can remember. She is the brat not my wife. Caelin was at as much of a loss for what to do as Gemma was. Of course he knew what people did beneath the blankets in the night he wasn t deaf and blind.
His father had gone into graphic detail on how to pleasure a woman hoping to incite Caelin s interest. But much to his father s consternation he had never acted on the few lustful thoughts he had had. Caelin had always been more interested in learning both from books and of the art of war. He knew he was different from other men his age but it had never bothered him before.
Now he cursed his lack of previous interest. Caelin did not want to embarrass himself in front of Gemma. The need to conduct himself smoothly was increased tenfold by his long acquaintance with her.
One thought kept running through Caelin s mind she is mine. He could not avoid Read more…