For the past 12 years Ive spent every summer vacation on the same Greek island and often at the same hotel; The Caspian. Ive got an infamous reputation in the local village for bedding single girls. This reputation amuses the hotel staff. Theyve witnessed my failures and my success rate is a lot lower than those who live and work outside the hotels terracotta-coloured walls would believe.
The story recounted below, all taking place one drunken night in a hotel room, is 100% true. The events that enabled me to undertake what would have to be the most daring sexual escapade of my life, however, had been evolving over time.
I know I was always destined to be a shemale. For starters, I didnt
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.
Hi, piggy here. Uncle informed me he was going to pierce my cunt today. He was to use items he had laying around the farm. Sounded good! He attached a small board to a wooden chair on the front of the seat. Next, he hammered eight nails thru my cunt lips. Pulling the fat nails out he placed large heavy rings into the holes. They looked great. Uncle attached heavy five-pound weights to each ring, He wanted it to heal with the weights in to begin stretching things. I was sore but very happy. I asked for more branding and nipple damage. Uncle had a stiff cock working me over. He had time to abuse me more. He lit his pipe and cooked my nipples worse. Then he emptied hot ashes on my clit. Big time hurt but he only did it twice with more promised.
It was driving Julie Morgan crazy! She couldnt seem to have an orgasm without first imagining herself being viciously raped by an unknown attacker. She had read all the books on female arousal, and even though they all repeated the mantra that just because you fantasize about something, doesnt mean that you really want to go through with the said fantasy! This was all well and good in theory, but for Julie it was becoming almost an obsession! When she first started having sex at eighteen, her orgasms were directed to her boyfriend, but as the years passed by, more and more she had to have this picture in her mind of he being forced to perform the most intimate acts on a total stranger. In most of her fantasies her assailant was black or Hispanic with a huge erection. She couldnt figure out its significance, but she was worried enough to contemplate seeing a shrink about her problem!
I would like to begin this story by telling you a little about my wife and I. I believe people hear or read stories similar to this and think that we are some type of outlier or different sort. In reality we are normal people and no one would expect that we have such fantastic sexual experiences. We are just like any other husband and wife living in suburbia. We have three kids, a dog, and even attend church on most Sundays. I work in Ophthalmology and my wife is a science teacher. I think you get the picture. For the most part we live “normal” lives.
When she invited me this evening she wanted to end things between us. I was okay with that but I couldnt not try to sneak one more time. It turned to be one of the most satisfying moments in my life.
A few months ago I bought V.I.P meet and greet tickets to see my favorite pop singer Ariana Grande. I was so excited to see her live in concert especially since I was standing in the very front row of the stadium right by the catwalk. At the day of the concert when I woke up I jumped out of bed excitement running through my head thinking about what I should say to her when we meet in the photo booth backstage. But first this was my first concert so I wanted to capture every moment of it and as a photographer in college I had a really cool expensive camera so I can take tons of pictures and I also wanted to bring my small GOPRO recorder so I can film every single moment without missing a second of that beautiful petite sexy body dance around on stage. I looked at my iPhone to check the time (5:07 P.M). Even though the concert didn’t start until 7:00 P.M I still got in my car and drove to the concert two hours early so I can be first in line to go through the door. When I got there I already I already saw at least fifteen hundred pre-teens and teenagers there so I just decided to stay inside of my car when I got a parking space. When I finally found a spot I got out of my car and open my trunk and took out a six pack of beer then I closed the trunk and walked back inside of my car. I opened a bottle of beer and I took a sip then I almost forgot that I had a couple of joints rolled up and ready full of weed, so I pulled one out of the bag that was in my glove compartment then I also took out my zippo lighter. I lit it up. After only two inhales I was already high, I looked out my car window and I saw the fans going inside. Then I realized that the doors were opening so I chugged the whole bottle of beer that I opened earlier. I got out of the car. Locked it. Then I walked to the entrance, the line was long but it was going pretty fast. As soon as I got inside after security checked my ticket I went to the bar and since most or even all fans of Ariana grande were under the age of twenty one there was no one at the bar but me so I ordered a short glass of whiskey on the rocks after that I just decided to go inside the stadium and I was in no rush since everyone had assigned seats. When I sat down I looked at my phone and saw that it was 6:37 pm and half of the stadium was already full so I just say there until it was time. All of the lights went out and there was one spotlight at the top of the stage, ari came out of the floor with small clothing so I started taking pictures and lots of them. During the whole concert she would change outfits close to the end of the concert she came out into stage with a top and a very short skirt on. I got excited to see her in that so I took out my camera and I waited until she walked up to me so that I can take a closer picture. Ariana started to walk towards the fans in front of me and when she got there she bent over so that she can touch the fans who had their hands out. From my view I can see her percent round petite ass. I snapped a couple of more pics of that. Then she started to walk towards me, she was at the very edge of the catwalk. Ariana grande was so close that if I looked up I would see her panties. So I did what any guy would do, I looked up and I took a few pictures. There were so many lights and lasers during the concert that I couldn’t even see if I took a good picture or not so by the time the concert was over I met Ariana with my V.I.P pass inside the photo booth and we took a selfie together.
The lights dimmed and the audience roared all around me. I threw my arms into the air and screamed, just as loud as everyone else in the venue. Beside me, my girlfriend Tara was also cheering as loud as she possibly could. As fog poured out onto the stage, we could just barely make out the silhouette of four people walking out onto the stage and taking their positions.
Once they reached the door of the club, Mike covered Lacys eyes with the blindfold.
Coming to the story we live in a village Warangal district. Ours is a joint family with my grandparents, Pinni, Babai, mom, dad, two sisters and me. I am studying degree second year in nearby town. I am very passionate about sex since my childhood and very much addicted to porn.. heroine of the story is my Pinni Ramya age 30 married to my Babai 10 years back.. she is a bombshell. I lust for her since my 10th class and have great urge to fuck her but didn’t dare.. her stats are 34-30-36(approx)
When I was in high school, my best friend had a mom that every one of my friends drooled over. She was in her late 30s and was very attractive. She had blonde hair blue eyes and a huge set of tits. I had gone through her underwear drawer one time to find out that they were a D-cup. Most moms get heavy at this age but not her. She was never married and had no excuse to lie around and get fat. Being a doctor she kept very busy and ate very healthy. She raised Mike and his younger sister very successfully with the help of her parents.
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.
My wife and I were at the nude beach about 50 miles
Mike McBride was driven to adultery by his inability to satisfy his lustful appetite with his wife. Even though he loved her, he craved certain acts which she absolutely refused to participate in. But then, activating his desires on others only made him crave his wife more. It was she he wanted to do these things to. What Mike didnt know was that his wife had been involved in lascivious behavior before they met. Would he find out? Only if she didnt pay the blackmailer.
All day I work in my little cubical crunching numbers and reading memos, but as soon as the clock hits five, I save my work for another day. As I walk from the building I loosen the tie around my neck, and drive home, dreaming about what I’m about to do.
I wanted my wife to swing and I got more than I
It was a cool night and I had decided to take a bike ride just before
I just lost my job, 2 month ago. My friends were little help in finding me another one. It had been close to 4 years since I had to fill out a resume and go on interviews. First I was living week to week. Now Im living day to day. Eating noodles and bumming day old pizza from my friends. I even had to use the bathroom at a local gas station, because my water got shut off in my small apartment. I was dreading having to see my landlord at the end of the week. I had never been 3 months behind on the rent. I did how ever still have a computer. I decided to take my lap top down to a local coffee shop, near my apartment. To look for a job
Im ugly. Homely, unattractive, not pretty at all. I am not complaining, it just helps to know that before you read on. Ive accepted it. Part of me wishes I was a beauty queen, but I know I would have been shaped into a completely different person if Id been born a knockout, or even moderately pretty. I like who I am.
Luck Is A Lady
Suzie and her son Paul had always been close but were even closer now
As I get older, I find myself remembering the “old days” and many of the crazy events of my youth. This is a true story that happened after I graduated from college. Everything is true, except for the names, which I have changed.
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.