It was late morning when she climbed out of bed, and headed for the shower. An hour later washed and fed and feeling fully refreshed her mind went to the photo shoot. It had been a while since she had even worn a swimming costume let alone model them, she went to the bedroom and pulled her costumes from her panties drawer. Three costumes, a green one piece and two bikinis, she tried the one piece on first, looking at herself in the full length mirror. Betty looked good 36D cup tits with a slim 26 waist and 34 hips, her bottom looked real good in that mirror.
She had been working for the Deveraux family for more than a year now. She wasn’t enthusiastic about her position as their part-time nanny, but it was her way through college and she refused to be a stripper like some of the other girls in her classes, she couldn’t dance one bit; so she did a great job, not because she wanted to, but because she had to.
Since I was young, I was involved in gymnastics, so I spent many many hours in the gym working out. Most of my friends were other guys from the gym. Luckily, we also had a girl’s program, so I was friends with a lot of the girls from the gym too. During the summer, we would have gym time in the mornings, and then again in the evenings, letting us get out of the gym in the mid days when it was the hottest. Usually, groups of us would go to the mall, or to someone’s house to have lunch, then lounge by the pool and tan or swim for a few hours before getting back to working out. Since I had a fairly big pool and deck, we spent a lot of time at my house, both the guys and the girls.
From the moment they got married, Lauren and Randal Taylor always knew they wanted a son. Randal was the owner of a thriving business and it stood to reason that one day he would leave his company to his offspring. Wanting their name to be carried on, Lauren and Randal agreed that they both wanted a boy.
As I said at the top – Im a slut and a swinger. Its a situation that suits both my husband and myself. Not that hes a swinger, as far as I know. Hes just screwing his secretary. Something I only discovered on returning home early from a holiday with my swinger lover. They were actually in mid-fuck when I entered the kitchen. I left them to it. It bothered me not a jot!
Eve had no doubt that her husband Rob, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that hed met up with – something that they had done on previous occasions, but as Eve was to soon find out, never anything like what was about to take place.
Donnies Mother is named Karen and he inherited her blonde hair and blue eyes. His winning smile and friendly personality was inherited from his father, Robert (Rob). Donnie is always invited to all the high school parties, but never hooks-up with the girl of his choice. He can never understand how he manages to turn off all likely prospects. His frustration is so strong he turns to his Dad for advice.
It was summer, although in Connemara, Galway, Ireland that only meant slightly less drizzle than other times of the year. The wind buffeted the the small collection of houses affectionately referred to by my family as The Village. I lived in a large house in the middle of the cluster with my mum dad and my 18 year old sister Ciara. the other smaller bungalows were all occupied by my extended family. Five of them were occupied my My Dads brothers and sisters, Bree, Erin, Finlay, Bran, and Dara along with their families. Bree and Erin were young newly wed couples that were both trying to start a family, Finlay and Dara both had 2 young children each with ages ranging from 2 to 9. Bran had a son Kevin who was my age, 19. there were two further cottages that my dads cousin Liam and Kelly lived in. Liam and his wive didnt have children and showed no interest in wanting them, although they were happy to help take care of all the other children around. Kelly had two twin boys Sean and Aidan who were the same age as Ciara.
Kristin watched her sister, Kellie, come out of the house bouncing toward the car with a huge smile on her face. It was hard to miss the fact that she was bra-less with her small b-cup breasts bouncing with each quick step, and her hard nipples stretching at the fabric of her tight shirt. Her hair was a mess too! She was only gone for 15 minutes… she couldn’t have…
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
Kelly Ripa is really pissed off. She has been co-host of the ABC morning show, “Live with Regis and Kelly”, for ten years now. She has poured her heart and soul into this television program. She has done everything she can think of to make the show a success and to make sure that Regis Philbin looks good on camera. And after all this, what does she have to show for all her efforts? She has nothing to show but heartache.
Fuck! It’s cold out here!’ I thought as I hit the door leading outside. A 4a.m. call to get to my high school and then ride a bus two hours to what was probably going to amount to a very boring wrestling tournament… There was no upside here… well other than the fact that this would be my very last wrestling tournament as a minor! My 18th birthday was tomorrow! I stopped and pulled my bag on and wrapped the blanket I always carried with me on a tournament around myself; dashing to the front of the house where Joe, my best friend, was parked. I stripped off my bag and blanket and threw them in the back seat. I jumped in the seat next to Joe and smiled at him.
I walk up behind you while you sit at the computer and rub my hands over
It had barely been four hours into the first school day of the new academic year and I had already got myself involved in a fight. The most pointless fight. The bell for the end of lunch had just gone and we were playing the standard golden goal rule…other year groups were playing on other parts of the field and a kid in the year below walking by had unnecessarily smashed our ball away, guffawing to his mates as he did so. I confronted him and demanded he goes and gets the ball for us. In school uniform we werent too different in stature, both pretty tall and not amazingly muscular, but who is when theyre 15…he refused and I pushed him. In retaliation, he lashed out, punching me in the face. My glasses had fallen off and I had stumbled backwards groggily. Getting hit in reality is very different to what people expect. The fantasy of being able to take punches and give back is far from the truth for the average person. Rather than fighting back, the pain had taken over and I was trying to recover. He had instantly apologised, obviously sincerely, and came to see if I was okay. We were acquaintances before hand and this had all happened very suddenly in the heat of the moment, I was apologetic too for my reaction. My vision was a bit hazy and blurred and my nose was bleeding a bit but otherwise I was not too badly damaged.
I belong to a strict Muslim family and live in one of the larger cities in central India. My family is highly conservative yet we are quite rich. In the sense, that my father and his 7 brothers are able to live comfortably with their families in a huge, walled compound. It has three 3-storied buildings with large, comfortable apartments for each family. Normally, our family is very restrictive, but there are a few members of my family who have rebelled secretly and given in to the temptation of lust.
Peg and Jim were pretty much your average couple Jim worked in a big box warehouse as a platform supervisor. Peg pretty much was a stay at home mom with 2 kids. She was 36 years old five foot one with long red hair 38 c tits a great booty. Over the past three years her and Jim had done some swinging when her parents took the kids.
Sarah opened the door to her good friend Jane and let her in. “Hello Jane, it’s been too long since we last got together” Sarah told Jane as she entered and the two walked into the living room.
My mother and I had been living alone in our small house in the country side for as long as I can remember. We only had each other (although our recent addition was a little kitten called princess) and always got along perfectly with little to no fighting, we hugged alot and spoke about everything. She would always demand a kiss on her cheek before I left for school in the mornings and another before going to sleep. I was 15 at the time with average looks, my mother was in her late 50s. She had long blonde hair down to her shoulders and a curvy figure, a little bit chubby. Back then there was not much sexuality in the air among the other kids at my school, some of us would still giggle at words such as penis and vagina, others had a partner but would only ever go as far as kissing and holding hands. We didnt have playboy mags or the internet for porn. Summer holidays came and I decided to stay at home with my mother to just sit back and relax with some television and soda, most of my friends all went to camps or trips; I honestly couldnt wait to just stay at home and do nothing. I didnt have to worry about homework, I didnt have to worry about getting up early to get ready for school, I didnt have to worry about anything.
All this happened a long time ago when we were young, dumb and thought we were indestructible. It started like many another Saturday night. Donna and I were kicked back on the couch drinking wine and watching tv when Gary stopped by. His wife, Ann, did not approve of drug use and he was ready for a few lines before his evening out and about. I didn’t mind Gary stopping by because he always brought coke and Crown Royal and between the coke and the alcohol, Donna would be in the mood to fuck. I would have a good time tonight. Donna loved coke and handed Gary the mirror and razor blade.
It was a beautiful spring day in Atlanta, Georgia. The sun was out, a few puffy clouds were drifting by in the heavens, the temperature was warm, and a light breeze was blowing. It was too perfect a day to think of the disaster looming in the near future.
The new school year came and I continued on with the university, the frat and high-school with the help of Devon. It was like part of me was missing so I threw myself into my schoolwork with little social activities other than what Devon insisted that I attend to keep in good graces with the fraturnity. When I graduated Devon asked me up to his room when I walked in his full size bed had been replaced with two twin beds. “What happened are you getting a room-mate?” I asked with a puzzled look on my face. I got used to his bed and had my own notch in the mattress. He responded to me by saying “I hoped so since you are now a full time college student I thought you might room with me. But I do not want the other brothers to think we are lovers like Keith and you were. With permission from your parents the twin beds will remain until one of us graduate.”
I dont really know when me and Adori got to know each other. I think it was on some social media platform. We started to follow each other, started to interact and then started to send private message. After a while we exchanged numbers and talked a couple of times and started to send text messages to each others.
On June 22, 2000 a man, armed with a handgun, entered a grocery store in the town of Reed in Desha County and demanded money from the owner, George Barnes sr.
It was a normal Friday morning at work, not a lot going on, so I and a friend took off, we went for coffee, and talked, the chat turned to sex, I told her that I had not had any in a few weeks, we laughed and giggled like school girls, the decided to go shopping for underwear, we took her car and hit a few places, found a few good deals, jo-jo kept getting text messages, as we shopped, I must admit when she would try on something and ask me how she looked it was hard not to feel excited, the soft silk of the panties on her chocolate skin along with her sexy ass, wow it was hot, now I am not the best looking woman in the world, 5’6’’ a bit overweight, 55 years old my boobs sagged no more hard body for me, just a soft grandma, at the last store I found a nice set in red, I tried the bra and matching panties on , jo-jo stepped in to the changing room with me, and looked she could see the bra was a bit to small for my 38D boobs, and you could see my pubic hair sticking out of the panties, jo-jo ran her hand over my back down to my big white butt and cupped it the other hand slipped down my tummy to my pussy, I was hot and wet, she put her head close to my ear and kissed it saying ‘’you are a sexy white woman’’ and ‘’I know just what you need’’, her fingers slipped into my panties and rubbed my clit, I wanted more…. She kissed me deep, and whispered I know a motel we can go to, it’s a rundown seedy place just right for a nasty white cunt like you, she told me to get dressed, I striped off the bra and panties and stood naked in front of her as she took a couple photos of me with her cell phone.