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.
After breaking up with my first real girlfriend, I had a problem. I had the taste for sex, but no outlet. Thus began what I call my period of shame. I used a power many have, but few realize or act upon. I used my power to manipulate people.
Wed only been married about a month when my wife,
Toni Lindroth, once Toni La Rocca and now Toni Lindroth
I wanted my wife to swing and I got more than I
I am now 65 and would like to tell you my initiation to sex life that happen many years ago.
To say that my life started out pretty shitty is really an understatement. Well my childhood was ok I guess, my father died when I was young. My mom raised my sister and I alone. It was a bit of a struggle for her until we grew up a bit and could fend for ourselves better. It wasnt until I hit puberty that things relay started to go downhill for a while. I dont know how or why it started, I chalk it up to teenage hormones; but I started to lust after my mom hard. I was to afraid to do or say anything about it but I would always try to sneak peeks at her every chance that I could just to satisfy my desires.
My slutty boss Barbara informed me that I was the chosen one to attend a boring conference out of town.
Crystal knew something was wrong. There just wasn’t any FEELING any more when she had sex. She could feel her lover enter her, and feel him thrusting, but she used to have a really quick trigger and now no matter what her lover did, she couldn’t cum, and it was really frustrating. If she didn’t have a good orgasm soon, she felt like she would go crazy. But NOTHING was working. She couldn’t get herself off (she burned out her new vibrator trying) and her lovers couldn’t get her off, and she didn’t know what to do.
Amy was only just nineteen. She pulled on her scarf over
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.
As they both looked up at me I could see it. Both of them had thier eyes completely full of hunger and lust. I could just tell that they are seconds away from losing control and giving in to the immense hunger thier throbbing cocks shared. With a glee I softly bit my lip and gave into thier wishes. My brother began lifting me up, so I helped him, as he positioned himself under me. His huge throbbing cock got so close to my pussy lips, I could feel the heat coming off of him. Once again I looked down…
This is another story that takes place in the timeline of a major world war. It does not pick up where Collateral Damage left off, but is rather another slice of life from the time period Ive envisioned and actually takes place earlier than Collateral Damage, during the most desperate portion of the war, when the enemy is driving into the United States, seemingly invulnerable. For those of you who wrote telling me you found Collateral Damage too dark of a story to be enjoyed, I would suggest you not read North of the River. It is even darker. For everyone else, please let me know, as always, what you thought of it. As with all of these stories Im posting, they are all self-contained stories capable of being enjoyed by themselves, and all potential first chapters in an ongoing series. I make no promises as of yet to continue them.
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!
Several weeks ago, I met a girl online. It was through a paid web-cam site and she was more than just a girl; she was a transsexual; a very attractive and passable girl with a great body, and she went by the name of Nicole. Eventually, we became very attracted to one another; talking online, sharing photos, and watching each other cam-to-cam, and we were really having a good time.
I sat bored outside on the steps of the house with my mum and dad inside arguing about money again. Since the local car factory shut, both were out of work and money was tight. I had been to countless interviews myself but why would anyone hire a 19 year-old fresh out of school when there were so many more experienced and qualified applicants.
I understand theres an apartment for rent over this store.
Growing up, Tim and I were inseparable. We met in school early on, and were best friends through college. As far as I was concerned we were family, but as we grew older, Tim began to change as he branched out, met new people, and started hating his home life due to his overbearing and fragmented family. I began to see him less and less, until he got into a major fight with his family and moved out to live with his girlfriend. Months passed, and we kept in contact. He got married, and moved around, we barely spoke, but when we did, things seemed okay.
Ive always had a very high sex drive and various fantasies. My wife, Michelle, is pretty much the opposite. Sex is pretty standard and not very often and whilst this is fine for Michelle it does leave me wanting. I would never cheat so I often turn to porn. Over the years my fantasies have varied but recently I have been imagining myself as a women. I dont find men attractive, but the thought of being a woman and getting fucked turns me on. I would often imagine myself as my Michelle getting fucked by multiple guys like a slut, sometimes I would even squeeze in to her clothes and pretend im rocking on a cock to get myself off, then I would cum, feel bad for a bit, and get on with my life.
The most seductive thing about Nathalie was the fact that she was utterly forbidden. She was a first year undergrad at my college, and I am a married man, dependent on my job and in deep shit if I should lose it. The consequences on my part were about as serious as they could get were I to be caught in a compromising situation with one of my students. But, as I say, that was the most seductive thing about her. The devil on my left shoulder kept whispering in my ear all the way through that first semester, and I was experienced enough with female undergrads to be able to distinguish the merely flirty from the serious propositions.
Allison was watching the girls at the table two across from hers and Ginnys. Not blatantly of course, no just the most innocent of glances so they wouldnt know they were under discreet observation. They were lesbians- she was sure of it.
One day when I was 18, I was came back from 6th Form at school and turned into the driveway where mom’s car was normally parked and noticed that it was missing as mom would always beat me and dad back from school and work.
He was tall, dark, handsome, and ripped to shit. Popular with everyone, especially the girls who all doted on him, but Harry Knight, the hottest boy on campus, was still single. I didnt get it.
My name is Pete, I am 28, live in the UK and have a good job. I am a fairly good looking guy, 60, and quite muscular. I live with my mother Denise who is 54.