Naughty Erin & Tara
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da Man“Erin, are you not awake yet?” whispered the soft, yet harsh voice of my mother. I struggled to open my eyes, and when they eventually did open, all I could see was a blurry mass of objects before me.
“Why, what time is it?” I replied, my voice croaky and worn out.
“Twelve a’clock.” She replied, before picking up an empty coffee mug left on my drawers, then wandering off again towards the downstairs hall to do yet more cleaning.
I gave an frustrated sigh, then rose harshly from my bed covers, throwing back the thick covers off which had kept me in such a deep sleep that night. With out giving any though into what I was doing, I turned on my PC and waited for it too log in, while in the mean time getting dressed.
Before I knew it I had signed onto messenger and were back into my normal routine, yet a routine I had grown to love. I had became addicted to messenger for one reason, and one reason alone… Tara. After months of battling with my self, telling myself I was wrong, a time had finally come where I had accepted I wanted her.
‘HEYYYY, erin wanna come round mine?’ read the first messege as a signed into messenger, it was from Tara her self.
‘Sure, when? :D’ I replied, my heart pounding with excitement. Maybe this was the day I finally get to snuggle within her over sized boobs.
‘Now! My mum’s gone to work and she’s going to some kind of meeting, plus my sister’s at uni so we wont have to listen to any of my familys crap jokes.’ I read the messege over a few times, considering whether or not to go for it or just let yet another chance pass me by. My desire for her had became too much to handle, and in the end, the decision was not a hard one to make.
The Wedding Dress
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManFrannie was in a state of euphoria! Last night Kenny “popped the old question”! They were getting married! She couldn’t wait to tell Kim, her best friend since grade school. They had both wondered if Kenny would ever get the nerve to go through with it, and well finally it happened! He had been so sweet, just like in the movies he fumbled with and engagement ring and stumbled with his question! It was all Frannie could do to keep from asking her for him. When he finally did get it straight Frannie threw her arms around his neck and practically screamed “Yes!” The best though was yet to come as Kenny then did what he did best–give her the fucking of her life! Kenny had many good qualities such as a good job, good looks, a nice personality, and even a nice car, but what he really had that made Frannie melt was that huge piece of meat that hung between those hard thighs! Kenny was hung like a fucking horse, and boy did he know how to use it! Frannie could remember the first time she had really seen that big pecker. She was a senior and Kenny a year older. They had made out a lot of times before and Kenny had sucked on Frannie’s ample chest a ton of times, but this, however, was the first time that Kenny had pulled out his prick for her to play with. Even at nineteen Kenny’s cock was at least eight inches long, and Frannie immediately fell in love with that big love muscle, and from then on she considered it hers and hers alone!Kim was almost as happy with the news as Frannie was, and both girls giggled as Frannie related how Kenny had mumbled and stumbled through his proposal! Now it was time to make some wedding plans, so they decided it would be a good idea to check out some wedding gowns. Kim had a friend who owned a small dress shop and was sure that she would give Frannie a good deal on a wedding dress, as well as dresses for the brides maids, so with that decided they were off to shop!!!
Two Girls
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManWhile Maggie sat at the breakfast table eating a bowl of cold cereal she didn’t even hear her mother speaking because her thoughts were far away. “Sure mom,” she said, as she gave her a peck on the cheek and headed out the door to meet her best friend Kaye down at the corner. It was a mile to school and Maggie had hardly said two words for most of the trip. “What’s bugging ya Mags,” asked Kaye? “Oh nothing,” replied Maggie. “Don’t give me that, something for sure is on your mind,” said Kaye. “Well….,” Maggie hesitated. “Give, what’s up,” pressed Kaye? “This is a little embarrassing but I’ve got trouble, you know, down there,” said Maggie as she pointed to her crotch, and after a few exchanges back and forth Maggie finally explained to Kaye that her clitoris seemed to be much bigger than it should be! And worse yet her labia seemed to be growing as well! Her whole pussy seemed to be puffed up! Kaye assured her that there was nothing wrong and told her that they would check it out after school. On entering Central High, Maggie tried to put the whole thing out of her mind, maybe Kay was right, nothing to worry about!On the way home from school Maggie acted as if nothing was wrong, and didn’t bring up what they had talked about that morning and hoped that Kaye wouldn’t either. No such luck! Right away Kaye wanted to get right home and check out Maggie’s privates! Maggied started to protest but Kaye just shut her up, took her by the arm, and steered Maggie towards home. Finally in Maggie’s room Kaye said, “OK, let’s see it!” Reluctantly Maggie slowly began taking off her clothes. Maggie had always been proud of her body, because in eighteen short years she really had the build of a full grown woman, with 36D breasts, a slim waist, wide womanly hips, and long slim legs!!! To be perfectly honest about it, she was a school boy’s wet dream! Now, however, she felt very self conscious undressing in front of someone who had seen her nude hundreds of times. After finally slipping of her panties Kay said, “Lay down on the bed and spread your legs.” Maggie lay back on the pillows and spread her legs completely exposing herself to her friend’s steady gaze. Kaye put her face down close enough to her pussy that she could feel her breath! “Well,” asked Maggie? Kaye took her fingers and gently parted Maggie’s bush to get a better look. What she saw was stunning, Maggie had not been exaggerating, her clit was at least two or three times its normal size, and her lips too, they were puffed up like a balloon! Another thing that Kaye quickly surmised was that Maggie’s pussy was very wet with what looked like sexual excitement! “Mags, you’re all wet, are you turned on?” “All the time, Kaye, my clit seems to itch all the time and never stops!” Kaye started to feel her own pussy starting to leak, God, what was happening to her?!? She then did something she had never even dreamed of, with the tip of her index finger she very softly brushed the tip of Maggie’s erect clit, and at it’s mere touch, Maggie suck in a gulp of air and her pussy jerked spasmodically, and before Maggie could even say a word, Kaye leaned over and took the engorged little organ into her mouth and started to suck it! “What are you doing,” a moaning Maggie asked? “I’m going to suck you off, your clit and pussy are absolutely beautiful,” her friend gasped softly!
The Sales Girl
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManKathy stood by the front door of Cox Shoe Store waiting for the last few customers of the day leave. It was almost five o’clock and she had a lot to do before Mark picked her up to go to the movies, but as luck would have, at five to five another customer walked through the door. Kathy groaned to herself, “Why me?!?” She looked to see if either of the other salesgirls were free, but no such luck, they were both still showing shoes to the two ladies still seated in the try on chairs. Kathy moved towards the fiftyish lady who was by now looking at a display of high healed evening shoes and asked, “May I help you ma’am?” “Yes,” she replied, “I’m looking for a pair of black patent leather pumps, something like these, maybe.” The lady was holding a popular black pump with three and one half inch heals. Kathy directed the woman to sit down so she could measure her foot.Kathy helped the lady slip off her shoe and slid it into the foot measurer. The woman had on a pair of very expensive silk stockings that clung to her perfectly shaped ankle and foot, and while Kathy adjusted the position of her foot, she thought that she heard the lady make a small gasping sound! Kathy looked up to see if everything was okay, but the woman caught her with a steady gaze, giving her no sign of there being a problem. Kathy made the necessary measurements and announced that she needed to find a 7b in black patent leather pumps.
Sarah’s First Flight
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManI see you walking from office to office as I go about the business of the day, the manager taking you around, meeting everyone you would work with. Your long mid-back brown hair, done just so for your first day. I go to my office, knowing it will soon be my turn to meet the ?new girl’ on the floor. The door is pulled outward, held by the manager, as you enter. I stand as you come in, your eyes, a bright brown, face smiling, lips, full, crimson, wanting to make a good first impression, and you do. I move around the desk, taking in your beauty. 25-26, 5′7, 36c easy, 25, 36 or so, 130#, a loose blue blouse, a loose blue skirt, just below the knees, both hiding a perfect figure, light blue hose, encasing wonderful legs, blue closed toed, flat sandals. I’m taken by your loveliness knowing I must get to know you better, much better.
You are introduced. Sarah. What a sweet name, I tell you. I’m Mandi, as I take your warm, soft hand, in mine. I’m told you are just down the way from me and I am the last one to meet you. As you turn to leave, I watch, your ass, dancing, as you walk to the door. I notice a slim seam on the back of your nylons, from your ankles up under your skirt, a shiver runs through me, wondering what was hidden from view. You reach the door. I tell you I hope to see more of you soon, your head turning, our eyes meeting again, saying I hope so too, winking slightly.
The months pass and I do see you, moving around the offices, smiling when you see me, your outfits never revealing anything about you. When we would speak, I would touch your arm, smooth a wrinkle in you blouse that always was close to your breasts, brush some unseen object from the front of your skirt, never objecting. We take our lunches together, making small talk about work, the weather or the events of the day.
You walk into my office on a Friday to drop a few work items. You are wearing the same necklace outside your blouse, the one from the first day, a small pink heart pendant hanging just above your heart. I ask you about it. You tell me it was a gift from a friend that seems so long ago and a thousand miles away. I walk to you, telling you the clasp is at the pendant and if I may, I will put at the back of your neck, where it belongs, that way we both get a wish. You tell me that would be nice. I take the necklace in my hands, moving the lock back in place, my eyes looking into yours, my fingers lingering, my thumbs lightly rubbing your neck, telling you, make your wish Sarah, make your wish and I will make mine. Your eyes close, breathing in, your lips imperceptibly moving as you breath your wish. I wait, having made mine months before.
Your eyes open to meet mine. I ask what you have wished for. You tell me something that you have wanted for many years, but if you say, it may not come true. I smile, my tongue wetting the inside of my lips, asking if you would like to join me for a few drinks after work. You say yes, your smile returning to your face.
The Visitor
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManGwen anxiously climbed the stairs to the apartment she shared with her room mate, Anna, who had promised her a big surprise when she got home from work. All day she had been wondering what it would be, and it had been driving her crazy!!! Fumbling with her key, she heard Anna yell from inside the apartment, “It’s open!” Gwen hurried inside, eager to find what Anna had in store for her. Her elation suddenly turned to jealousy when she saw the “surprise” Anna had waiting for her! Sitting on the couch next Anna was a beautiful slim young blonde who looked like she stepped right off the cover of Vogue. “What’s going on here,” asked Gwen nervously?!? “This is Krista,” answered Anna, “she’s going to be staying with us for awhile!” “No,” shouted Gwen, “I won’t have her in our house!” Anna quickly stood up and gave Gwen a back handed slap across the face and spat, “You listen to me you little cunt, if I want to bring in some fresh meat I’ll do it, and if I tell you to eat it, by god you will or your cute little ass will be one dark shade of red,” then after giving her another shot to the face just for good measure, she snarled, “Am I making myself clear?!?” “Y-y-yes, Anna,” a now very contrite Gwen answered, “I’m sorry!” “Good,” said Anna, “now fix us all a drink!!!” Without saying a word Gwen went to the bar and mixed highballs for all three of them.After sipping of their drinks for a few minutes, Anna said, “Gwen, Krista loves to suck pussy, don’t you Kirsta?” Looking at Gwen, Krista answered, “Especially hairy ones!” Gwen turned red because it was obvious that Anna had told Krista about Gwen’s over abundance of pubic hair! “Stand up, Gwen,” ordered Anna, “and lift up your dress for momma!” Dying of shame, Gwen was standing in front of her dyke room mate and this stranger with her dress hiked up so that her and stockings and panties were open to view! Anna reached out and rubbed up and down her legs along with the front of her panties, taking extra time to tug on the little tufts of dark brown hair peeked out from the leg openings! Anna never allowed Gwen trim her hairy bush because it turned her on to see all that fur between her legs, and now, mad as a wet hornet at her dyke roomie, she knew that she would never leave her because Anna made her cum like no other woman she had ever met! Not only could she suck pussy, but she always wore a strap on dildo that drove Gwen crazy with lust, and while this wasn’t the first time that Anna had brought home a friend, the last one, however, was a butch like Anna, while this one was a fem just like herself, and that meant competition!
Baby
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManPetra Olson was busy getting everything ready for Laura’s arrival. “Let’s see,” she said out loud, “diapers, bottle with formula, baby toys, baby powder, and baby oil, that ought to do it,” she continued, placing everything in the spare bedroom, the one set up like a nursery. Petra was especially anxious for today’s session as it had been three weeks since Laura’s last visit and Petra was a bundle of raw nerves, so when the door chimes went off, Petra practically ran to the door, excited that the game was about to begin!”Come in Laura,” Petra said, while swinging open the heavy wooden door. “Thanks Petra,” replied Laura, “are you ready to play?” “Oh my, yes,” exclaimed Petra, “I’ve been counting the days!” “Well,” said Laura, “let’s go up and get started right away!!!” Both women went upstairs to the well prepared nursery, both anxious to get into the game. When they got there, both woman immediately started playing their well defined roles, that of mother and baby daughter. Petra, the forty eight year old spinster, playing the mother, and Laura, the twenty two year old blonde playing the baby. Petra had the look of a middle aged matron, brown hair pulled back in a bun, slightly plump, with a huge chest that was impossible to hide, even under the house dress and apron she wore to look like a busy housewife. Laura on the other hand, was very short and thin, about four foot ten and only ninety pounds with a shock of short blond hair, and hardly even a hint of breasts. To top it all off, she had the facial appearance of a thirteen year old, making her look much younger than her years. Petra immediately sat Laura up on the extra large changing table that was located next to the bed, and after laying her back down, Petra began undressing the young blonde, tickling and cooing to her as if she were a real baby. When Laura’s shirt was removed, leaving her naked from the waist up, Petra massaged Laura’s chest, paying particular attention to her nipples. Her pert nipples stood right up as Petra continued to twist them between her thumb and forefinger, and after several minutes of breast play, Petra commenced removing Laura’s jeans and panties, exposing Laura’s smoothly shaved vagina, which only enhanced the affect of making her appear as a baby.
Why I always wanted a Cheerleader.
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da Man“This sucks!” I grumbled as I sat onto the bleachers,
I had to wait ‘till my sister finished cheerleading practice before we could go home. I got out a book and pretended to read as I watched the girls, the only reason I didn’t just ditch the bitch that was my sister was the beautiful redhead who was also on the team. Her name was Krystal, a sophomore with a body that stopped me in my tracks. Simple but very sensual, the curves of a natural woman. I wanted to just walk over to her and kiss her, but I didn’t wana make an ass of self so I just kept “reading”.
I had been sitting there for 3 weeks when I noticed that Krystal was watching me too, a look of intrigue. I flashed a smile and looked away. Them she did something that almost made me stand up and cheer, she bent over and she wasn’t wearing any panties I saw her perfect ass and little bit of her shaved pussy. She turned and grinned at me and I smiled a lot more now. I wasn’t really the type of people she hung out with, I was the “dark and depressed” type, I had dyed my bright blonde hair black and had gotten a few piercings and I was a senior. But with that I new we were more alike then we knew. As most of the team walked towards the locker room Krystal climbed the bleachers towards me
“hi” she said shyly
“hi” I whispered
“I only know you as Kerrie’s sister, what is your name?”
“Jameson” I said
“like the Irish whiskey” she giggled
“yea I guess so”
She leaned in and whispered into my ear “can I have a shot?”
Annie Ate Ashley
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManAnnie’s younger sister Ashley had stole her husband Mike. Ashley and Mike were married just five days after their divorce. Annie hadn’t seen either of them in a year. Annie had gained alot of weight and now weighed 155 lbs. She had lost her job and just happened to be driving by Mike and Ashley’s mobile home as Mike was leaving in the afternoon for work. She decided to stop and have a talk with her younger sister.
Ashley met her at the door and invited her in. Ashley still looked the same weighing 120 lbs., long straight brown hair and a very dark tan for a white girl. Annie was now fat with her scraggly dirty blond hair and white as a ghost. I’m just here to tell little sis that my life has been hell since Mike left, Annie told her. Mom told me that you’re broke and all, Ashley said with an arrogant smile. Out of the kindness of your heart could you do your big sister a great favor and loan me some cash Annie pleaded. Sure I have some saved, follow me.
They went into the master bedroom and Ashley grabbed a shoebox from under her bed and opened it up to what she said was 7 grand in assorted bills. Annie asked for $300 to which Ashley said was kind of alot. As Ashley sat on the bed Annie fell to the floor at her feet literally begging for the money. I want you to kiss my feet for me you fat bitch, Ashley ordered. Will you give me the money if I do what you want?, Annie asked her little sister. I’ll tell you what…the clock is now 12:15. If you do my bidding for one hour I’ll give you $400. Annie quickly agreed raised her little sisters leg and started laying kisses all over it. That’s it you ugly blond cow…you’re my little bitch now aren’t you? Ashley asked. Annie moaned yes and put her sister’s big toe in her mouth sucking it like giving a blow job. Her eyes were staring at Ashley’s crotch. Ashley saw it and spread her legs while running a hand down to cup her box. You like staring between my legs big sister? Ashley asked and Annie ran her tongue up the length of her little sisters foot. So how does it feel to be ugly, fat and 40 now compared to me being sexy as ever and only 36? Annie didn’t say anything but looked over at the clock to see only 3 minutes had passed. Get up and close the door and then I won’t you right back here where you’re at Ashley told Annie.
The princesses of Sexlandia
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManOnce upon a thime….in a kingdom called Sexlandia….were 3 princesses - Olive, Peach and Strawberry….they were there father’s pride and joy…so he wanted to protect them….the princesses were forbiden to leve the castle…even their part of it…so the days were long and boring.
But as all women the princesses were smart and also beautyfull….they were tall….had big,soft,wet….lips, and full,big….eyes….they had thoseluscious look in their eyes….and they were best friends
one day….Peach was at the bath area of her rooms….when Strawberry arrived….all swetty and excited she saw her sister’s naked soft wet boddy and then called Olive….
Peach looked back and then went to her sisters….together with strawberry the removed Olive’s thight corset showing of her milkywhite soft flesh…Peach bowed down to her sister’s golden spring, tauching her pink nipples with her wet hair….Strawberry removed her red dress and started licking olive’s alredy stimulated nipples
Peach’s little tongue touched Olive’s pussy lips going deeper and deeper…tauching her clit…making it bigger and her scream from pleasure….Strawberry weant to Peach and softly kissed her cheek…
