Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I never realized what a cocksman my father was until after my mother passed away. I always thought of him as a pretty straight guy who looked at other women but “didn’t touch”. Of course I knew he had a pretty nice uncut cock that was about six inches long when it was flaccid. All my thoughts proved wrong in a hurry. First of all, he began fucking his mother in law who lived with us. Agnes was sixty four and she liked her alcohol. It was not uncommon for her to get drunk and be that way for a couple of days. Father told her she could continue to live with us and run the household as long as she stayed sober. In return, he informed her she was going to be his whore and he…
Blackbird
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 It started, as these things so often do, with the police. Because they went to the wrong house (if your warrant says 253 Oak DRIVE, you’re not supposed to go to 253 Oak LANE — they’re on completely opposite sides of the city), they broke down the door of Councilman Jackson’s house and when he and his wife reflexively reacted to someone smashing in the door, the cops drew their guns and killed them both. Since the Councilman was a successful black man, and the warrant was for a white drug dealer, this led to the usual conspiracy theories and cries of the cops being racist and trying to prevent black people from achieving success. I personally subscribed more to the theory of incompetence, following Hanlon’s Razor (never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained…
Aphrodite’s Curse Ch. 010
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Demetrius was growing weary, as the Journey to Pangea took 3 months. At night, under the huge canopy of the open sky lying naked and alone on the deck of his ship, his mind drifted to all that he had gone through in the past few years. Hippolyta, Daphne, Penelope, Aphrodite herself of course, and all of the other beautiful women whose charms he had sampled and bodies he had worshipped flitted through his mind as he drifting in and out of sleep. As he reviewed the delicious buffet of female flesh he had enjoyed his thoughts again drifted to his tortured and permanently denied cock, which stood erect and desperate mocking him as he stared down at it. It had been years since he last had felt the pleasure of an orgasm, and he almost had…
The First Time, Kinda
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The large oak tree, growing near the curb, shaded the old Chevy pickup truck from the street light. Wally was almost invisible, sitting slumped down in the seat, hidden by the shadows. His eyes were about all that was visible above the bottom edge of the door’s window. They were intently watching the area in front of the Hiddy Hole Lounge across the street. It was already past midnight and a small enough group hadn’t left the lounge yet. Those sonabitches are getting nerves, Wally thought as he watched, now they’re coming and leaving in groups of 5 or 6 at a time. Wally could usually handle as many as 3 at a time without worry. When only 1 or 2 or even 3 men came out of one of the gay bars together, they were marked…
Daddy’s Little ‘Girl’
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The noises he makes, the sound of it all, it’s my favorite part. I love the feel of him in my hand but to hear him moan, grunt, make all the ‘man sounds’ men make when they are being driven sexually crazy makes my little thing wet. The slippery sound of him sliding back and forth through my hand, I love all of it. Masturbating him is one of the most erotic things I do for him. He loves having my tight little rear end but my hand drives him right over the top. It’s the sounds he makes when I use my hand. It’s all pure male. I can do things for him with my hand I cannot do with my butt or my mouth. I squeeze as I move up over the head of it…
The Forest Ch. 02
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 The first week went by quick. On Monday I had my first day in school. Not many kids in the school mind you. Barely about four hundred I think. I saw William on my third class that day. “Hey bro! How’s it going?” He smiled and stretched his hand out towards me. Wearing a jean and blue t-shirt. “Great man! Wondered when I would walk into you?” I said as I took his hand in mine. “Yeah wondered the same. Seems we have math together. Not that I am any good with it.” he said while taking a seat next to me. “Haha, it’s easy man. I’ll give you some tutoring. My dad is a financial accountant. Numbers come easy to us.” I replied while taking my books out. “Sweet! Ill give you a tour of the…
Chemistry 101
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Sarah moaned softly as she thrust the vibrating dildo in and out of her sopping cunt, using her other hand to tweak her nipples just hard enough to be a little bit painful. The humming of the motor was loud in the silence of her room, the buzzing against her swollen clit bringing her to ecstasy again and again as she fucked herself with her favorite toy. She hadn’t been this horny in ages – maybe ever – and she couldn’t believe the day that had led her to nearly an hour of nonstop masturbation. Trying to calm down a little so that her next orgasm would come more slowly, she relaxed and let her mind wander back to the events that had brought her to this point… ***** Sarah hurried down the empty hallway toward her…
Coed Hostel Hospitality
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 For the third night in a row, Brittny Holmes awoke to a persistent creaking above her bed. And this time, she wasn’t going to take it anymore. “Will you please SHUT UP?” she yelled, her voice echoing loudly off the cinderblock walls of the small hostel dorm room. There was a moment’s pause, and then the lovers in the bunk above her resumed their act of passion. She couldn’t believe it. How could people be so rude? With her fists, she banged hard on the bottom of the bed above her. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!” This time, they didn’t even stop — just laughed, a laughter that turned quickly into a moan of pleasure. She wanted to scream, or cry. If her dad only knew just what kind of filthy conditions she’d had…
Club Dingo
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I kept telling myself the fantasy was wrong. No sane woman wants to be wildly gang-fucked by half a dozen well-hung men. But I did. Every night I would lay awake and caress my nipples while thinking about their cocks sliding up inside me. Then I would spend half the night fucking myself with a giant, purple dildo I keep in the bottom of my lingerie drawer. This went on for months and it was beginning to affect my work. I just couldn’t concentrate on anything but my carnal desires. I was left with no choice: I had to live out the fantasy so I could satisfy my curiosity and get my life back in order. On a Friday night, after work, I went home and slipped into a tight black dress barely long enough to cover…
Crossdresser Gets Found Out
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 This story is fiction and is written for my pleasure and any comments or suggestions that anyone would like to make. Any suggestions to the address in my profile. I adore the feel of leather, rubber, pvc and anything silky so it was no surprise to me that at an early age I liked the feel of certain female clothing. I am a perfectly straight male but my fantasies are very kinky. * One day as soon as I knew my wife would be away all day, I got out my secret bag of goodies that I had collected over the years from shops and Ebay. First I stripped off completely and the expectation I had, had already made me hard so I couldn’t resist a quick stroke of my 7 1/2″ shaven cock. On went my…