Brian Wark was in a little bit of bother, he knew he had a way out and his only option was to take it, so he was. He had been trying his luck with his best mates mother, he had been under the impression that she liked his surreptitious spots of innuendo, flirty touches, kisses on the cheek. His lewd eye contacts, letting her know that he was up for a bit of fun if she was.
This happened early 70’s when I was 16 .
Synopsis: He gets the sole custody of his daughters and that puts him in a very good situation to be in contact with all the lonely mothers in the neighborhood.
Ive always been a big shooter, my cum has always been quitea lot, so when
I named him Frank, as in Frankfurter, because he was a schnauzer, and as kids, we called them frankfurter dogs.
Carla moaned softly. The aluminum cigar tube slid up into her cunt, pressing apart the soft folds of slippery pink flesh. Smaller, colder, and harder than a mans cock, it still felt fantastic. It felt wonderful to have her cunt filled again, even with such a crude imitation of the real thing. Lying on her back with her legs spread widely, straining the tendons on the insides of her thighs, Carla slid the tube deep into her oozing hole. It pressed the end of her cunt, stretching her. Then, slowly, tantalizingly, she fucked the tube in and out, in and out.
We lived in a small flats with a small room shared by 3 siblings and my parents.They slept in the hall and us kids in the room but there is only that much privacy for all.Whenn i was 16,i was in the morning session school and there would be no one at home when i come back except my mom.I would always after my shower and lunch get inside the room and masturbate.I sometimes jerk till theres no sperm,thats how horny i am.Usually i would read sex books or i would fantasise about women i know and wish to fuck.One day as i was showering i noticed my moms worned panties in the wash basket,i took and started to jerk over it,wrapped around my cock.The smooth feel of the material made me cum fast.I left it at the basket all soiled with my sperm.All this were prelude to my mom having sex with me.At times when i go into the room i can see that she[my mom]would be around the backyard where i can see her shadows thru the fogged windows.My mom is very highly sexed woman and she is not shy.I have seen her pee,she just left the toilet door wide open when did her peeing,and i saw her pussy and the pee shooting out from her pussy.She also saw me looking at her.
Me thinks the layd doth protest too much, said Hamlet. This statement, or something like it, can be applied to anyone who complains too much about how exploited he is sexually.
Ohhhh, Billy! Oh Billy! Ooooohhh! Mmmmmm! Wait, I dont know if we should do this!
From the backstage wings of the Lucky Nuggett lounge-stage Victor Redgrave studied Sherry Trent (that was her stage name) as she held the boozed and gambling-weary Las Vegas audience spellbound. Even at sixteen, his daughter Sherry had stage presence that some veteran singers might envy. Guitar in hand, her fringed, white western attire so tight-fitting it had the male members of the audience open-mouthed, Sherry held the entire audience in a near-hypnotic trance. Charisma, some critics called it. Victor knew it was sex-appeal. Whatever it was, Sherry had it — in spades — that and an incredible vocal talent that had raised her Nevada price to four-thousand dollars a week.
When I got home late Saturday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I said to her Geez, Mom Im 25 years old now, you dont have to wait up for me.
It had started like any other night at work.
Paul left me months ago.
I was young when we moved to New Jersey. I had a neighbor. An older gentlemen. I met him in our back yard. He was very friendly and we became good friends.
Tom has heard the tales of perpetual frustration at the hands of the virginal Miss Darling – a kindergarten teacher at the school where he teaches. Her heavenly gates, along with everything else, are off limits to all until marriage. Nevertheless, he puts forth his best effort in prying those gates open. Will he succeed where so many others have failed? Or will he be just another poor slob sacrificed on the alter of terminal disappointment? A good Christian sex story.
This is Peasant Alexander again with another one incident of my sex adventures. First of all, let me thank you for your valuable comments for my previous stories. This time I wish to share another sex experience which happened at my office with my boss Jay. As I told you, I had many sex experiences with different persons. This is one of the most memorable sex incident in my life. Jay was my boss at my office and I was appointed as his personal secretary. He was very handsome, aged 36, had a very healthy physique. He was married and had no children. His wife was working as a teacher in a public school. At the office, all of the staff had to wear uniforms.
Hi, Im Suzy and Im going to tell you about the good
Come on, Don, baby… the boys wont see… well go into the garage! Carolyn anxiously tugged on her future husbands sleeve and guided him with determination away from the ranch-style house toward the garage.
I hate whenever people start these stories by saying Im just a normal person. Well, you clearly arent, or you wouldnt have such a fantastic story to tell, now would you? Im not a normal guy, and Im proud of it. I am not, however, above clichés, so I will get that out of the way right now.
The fantasies flashed through his brain in little lightning shocks. Lips caressing the backs of upper thighs, licking softly, a white leg rising up an inch or two with each wet kiss… the aroma of untapped moisture from a steaming body, a hot fragrance. His testicles filled to bursting… plunging for the blessed snarl and gulp of the sticky mouth bath… spreading and splitting those thighs apart, burying his face against the drenched and turgid cavity… his tongue wet-sliding, dipping into the naked throb itself, toying there with the fire-hot vulva heart, licking and encircling the clit in a feathery rage… the candy taste and the swallowing of the creamed pussy.
My moms name is Sally. I had gone off to college and returned home afterwards and planned on being there for a short time thinking I would get a good paying job and move out. Sally is my mom, around fifty years of age. Very normal woman, not ugly or hot not skinny or fat. Sally very rarely cusses and goes to church every Sunday. My dad is normal too. I had never been sexually attracted to Sally. We get along well and we can talk to each other about anything. Also my parents have never been worried about being naked around each other so I have seen my parents naked alot and they have seen me also.
Scott has been in love with Tabitha, the single mother next door, almost since the first day he moved in. The problem is that Tabitha is in love with someone else a married man who has all the right excuses for why hes still with his wife. And then one snowy Christmas Eve…
It was a bizarre, schizophrenic existence, being a sorority slave. During the day I would attend classes just like the other girls, and be required to use my mind and brains, to think clearly and question things. Then I would go back to the sorority house, where I would immediately strip and don the chains of slavery, where I must close off all thinking lest I question or hesitate or give offense.
If you’re a fairly good-looking guy with a pleasing personality, good at chatting up ladies and move around a lot, finding yourself in the right places at the right times you will have your instances of sex when least expected; that is expected. But when suddenly, out of the blue, without any indication, any buildup, any preparation on your part you have prime pussy served up to you, and that pussy happens to belong to your beautiful mother; then you are one lucky son of a bitch. I am one lucky son of a bitch!