I had gone camping with some friends and stupid me did not pay attention and walked into a patch of poi a on oak, and poison ivy by the lake were
Swimming in.
When I got home mom had to take me to the e r because I was red and ichy from head to tod, and had some bad blisters on my body.
The Dr examined me and said I had a severe reaction to the poison in the plants.
He gave mom a few of those Dr sponges with bedding in it and a prescription for bedenide soap, and another medicated c soap to scrub me with, and a medicated cream to put on me from head to foot.
When the weekend came she was at work and called to say someone could not come in and had to work a double.
She told daddy he would have to scrub me, and told him it would be a lot easier if he got in the shower to scrub me.
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We wanted to meet the parents of our daughters new friends, so we invited them over one Friday afternoon.
Mary and David are the parents of her friend Cindy, and Calvin and Zelda are her friend Tammy's parents.
We sent the girls to the mall so we could be alone and talk.
Cathy and I have been married 15 years and there have never been anyone else for either of us.
We talked about the girls, and about how it was with their daughters seeing then nude, as they were nudist. Cathy and I said it sounded interesting to be naked in front of others. Tammy's parents said they started when Tammy met Cindy and that it was nice expierence.
Mary told us it was natural just like sex, and then said they were swingers also.
Mary and David suggested we break the ice by playing kiss or massage str
When I was young I’d put my mom's panties and bra on a pillow to hump. It feels like she is really lying beneath me letting me hump her.
I like taking my mom's panties, bra and nightgown and dressing up a pillow with them. then I like to put a worn pair of panties over my face and to wear another pair of panties and hump the pillow thinking I was fucking my mother.
I would sometimes dress my moms pillow in her clothes and hump it every time her and dad left me home alone for the night. I’d drop two or three loads on it before I was done
My mom wears silky panties, the big full granny panties kind - so soft and silky. She has big 40c bras that I love.
I always cum all over her panties when I'm humping my panty pillow!
I had never thought of my mother-in law in a sexual way, but for some reason on January 28th everything changed. I'm a 36 year old guy, skinny with short brownish hair and green eyes. And I had the most amazing experience. It was on my 36th birthday this happened.
As far as I can remember my mother in law was a bit eccentric and forgetful (she was 87years old). But one day I rang her and asked if she needed anything and asked her what she had done that day. She said she had been up since 5am (the time was 1pm) and she had a problem lighting the fire so I said I would come round and fix it for her. As I entered the house she had an old dirty cardigan on and a short skirt. (This was usual for her).
Her short hair was grey, almost white. She was about 4.ft 2 tall, with a thin body. But
I’m In my early twenties and still living at home I once intentionally exposed my penis to my mother. Not sure why because I never really thought of her as pretty or sexy. I was just turned on by the thought of her seeing me nude.
because she would be nude in the early morning.
Flash forward almost 40 years and my mom is dying from Alzheimer’s. I am at her house as her somewhat useless caregiver is trying to clean and change her, leaving her naked sometimes for me to see. I knew she had nice tits and they still looked great. With huge nipples She did not have much pubic hair left which was grey, but I saw it as well as her vagina.
I usually went to mom's room when she was sleeping and check on her before going to my own room, I don't think she ever had a clue I was there. I then f
I never thought of my Old Grannies in a sexual way, but for some reason everything changed.
My granny went into an old folks home because she was getting on a bit ( 92 years old and my Grandfather had just died a few years ago,) so it was better for her and safer if she went into care.I can tell that this was very hard for her to deal with.
While visiting Mary the aging grannies walking around were no exception- full, fat asses that hadn't had any good attention in years.
I can't tell you how many times I had to run to the bathroom to stroke my aching cock, the images of big, sagging tits, and juicy granny asses on my mind the whole time. Every now and again one of the these prime ladies would jokingly flirt with me, not knowing the dirty things I would do to her if I had the chan
When what normally should have been a non-sexual massage turned out to be different to what I expected, but in the end turned out to be the relief I needed…
When I was, a young man in my 20’s I had been going to this woman for a general (non-sexual) massage. She was about 20years older than me and I guess she was around 45-ish. She was a shorthaired brunette with wide hips and she was very attractive. Hard to determine her tit size as she always seemed to wear a tight fitting bra under an unflattering buttoned up white medical coat.
The drill was always the same I'd strip down to my boxers for her, lay on my back on the massage table and she would place a towel over my boxers while she enquired of any particular pains and aches I had that required her attention. She never indulged in
Just before Van got to the edge of the dancefloor, his urge to go came back. He turned around just in time to see Marsha walk out of the same bathroom he was just in. Van looked at Marsha puzzled and she looked at him trying to figure out what he was looking at. "What's up" she said. "Nothing, I'm heading to the bathroom, hadn't seen you for a while." he replied. "Well, now you have. Meet me at the bar when you're done playing with yourself in there." Marsha said.
An uneventful bathroom trip later, Van pushed the door open to the thumping of the music. The bodies mashed into each other. Van remembered his own body mashing into some girl sitting on a stool. He saw Sam a few feet in front of him. "Yo Sam" he said trying to get his attention. The music was too loud and Sam didn
I was really turned on by my 60 year old aunt
Well, let me tell the rest of the story. I was 23 when I finished college and moved back in with my mom. She was still working and I moved back in to help her out with some of the bills. I now had a job working as an accountant with an automobile dealership. Mom and I had a great relationship. I had been at home with her for about a month when my aunt, Irene, moved in with her. Mom had a rather large house and had enough room for all of us.
My aunt is now 60 years. She has not gotten any better looking with age. Even though she is not that good looking, she still turned me on every time I looked at her. Her body had gotten a little more frail and was really wrinkled. Her hair had turned totally white now.
We all got along really well.
The music thumped as Marsha, Van, and Sam danced in the dark night club on the first floor of their hotel, The Underground. As the songs transitioned with precision, Marsha danced closer to Van, "I can feel the bass pounding in my chest" she said leaning in. "Kind of like you at the Palace" she added as she laughed and danced away into the crowd. Van looked over at Sam. He was dancing with some girl. She was super hot wearing tight black and white capris and a black top with a swooping neckline. So swooping that Van could see the sun tattoo above her belly button. Only magic or maybe tape kept her large tits out of the club air. Sam always finds his girl. Van couldn't judge because he had found his own girl too.
Song after song they danced. Van pulled his girl close and she
My wife, Jenna, had just told me that five black guys had left her pussy and ass devastated and they had dumped wads of cum down her throat. She also told me how much she liked big cocks. She flat out told me, that she If I was going to bring men to fuck her, she definitely wanted them to have big cocks. She told me, If I'm going to be your whore, I want to be a big cock whore because I want them to fuck me deep and hard. So, our marriage had definitely changed and she wanted plenty of big cocks, race did not matter, the only qualifier were big dicks, the bigger the better.
I immediately started working posting her picture on websites with some contact information. The description had the most important qualifier were huge cocks, race did not matter. I put some videos of her getting fuc
Sam rolled over in his bed picking up his tablet. He wanted to know who was messaging this late. He saw the link from the Palace and opened it…
As Sam's tablet loaded the link, he her "Shit" come from Van's room. He didn't think much of it as he tapped the play button. He rolled over onto his back, holding the it above him. Familiar white floors and walls came into view. His cock twitched as the video played. It opened with a wide shot of the massage room and the three tables. Sam tapped the "30 sec" skip button and his mouth flew open and his eyes wide at what he saw. There was Marsha laying face down on the massage table with her legs slightly parted. Sam was looking at a side of Marsha he'd never seen. As the blue eyed therapist was delicately sliding her hands along Marsh
The three ate their salads in almost dead silence. Van didn't know what to say plus his brain was still a bit foggy from the lack of blood. Marsha spoke up first, "told you this place had great reviews." "No shit" Sam snorted forking the last bit of salad into his mouth. "Uh huh" was all that came out of Van. "If that was the first course, the food can be a dumpster fire and I'm giving a 5 stars," Van finally admitted. The remaining courses went just as the first. By the time the trio wobbled out of the building they had several more orgasms and left a sizeable tip. It was quite late. They had been in the restaurant for longer than they expected. They laughed and agreed they were only savoring the fine dining experience.
They walked and talked as they strolled down the strip
...a short story about a teasing teen in a trailer park, who tries to prove she's not a tease by letting a dirty old pervert talk her into a hardcore fucking session.
Ray had moved to the Burning Bush trailer park because it was a cheap place to live, but he was staying for the pussy. At his age, which was now over 60, where else could he live with daily views of as much hot pussy as the trailer park. There were women his age, women half his age, and then there were the daughters of those women, teens and tweens, dozens of them, all packed into about forty trailers parked on the quarter-mile of narrow streets of the trailer park, plunked down between a small wooded area and a lightly used railroad track. Ray was a self-confessed “dirty old man” and he favored the younger women in the p
Sometime in our earlier years my wife and I were in the military. Since we both of us had adult children from previous marriages, there was no plan to have children, plus my wife could no longer have children due to a medical condition. We were interracial couple. I am Latino, my name is Mark, my wife is Caucasian, her name is Jenna. We both were in our 30s and in good physical condition. On the weekends we liked to go hotels that had clubs in them so we would be driving. I had read articles of couples in the swing scene and the subject piqued my interest and started reading more about it. Jenna said, she had never had dick that size, she claimed her former husband only had about 6 maybe 7 inches fully hard. My wife really had long legs that belong in a bed spread as much as possible. On
I was lying there sound asleep , dreaming about hitting the lottery and buying a yacht. Happy as could be and smiling away.
Katie had come over at half past two am and walked thru our unlocked door. She proceeded to walk in my room. She looked at me peacefully sleeping as she began to strip down. She removed her top down to her 36c black Calvin Klein sports bra. She then slid off her American Eagle Jeans leaving her in her matching Calvin Klein thong. She has a smaller ass, but a very nice one with a good roundness. She pulled back the blankets and climbed in next to me.
Katie began to kiss my neck and work up to my ear. As she was kissing me she slid her hand down my boxer briefs and began to stroke my cock. This began to wake me up from a dead sleep. The room was pitch dark, pre
[Not originally mine, I saved a copy of the 3-part thread from 15 years ago and copied together.]
My brother and dad had been gone from the hotel room for half an hour. They wanted to go swimming at the hotel pool for a few hours. It was only about 7:30 and the pool wouldn't close until 11:30. They intended to stay as long as they could. My mother and I grew bored as I flipped through the channels.
"Turn it off, Sam. There's no use. Nothing's on but news and soaps."
"Well, then what are we gonna do for 3 and a half hours?"
"I don't know, you could always join your father and brother."
"Nah," I said, "I told you, I'm way too whiped out." We had been walking all day around town.
"Well what do you want to do, then? Check and see what's in those drawers."
I opened
As soon as i realised what i was hearing, all the blood in my body rushed into my cock. I was overcome with adrenaline, heart pounding. It was 8am on a sunday morning, the sun shining through the gap in my curtains.
I closed my eyes and began to stroke my shaft. sounds of the female body crept into my room from next door, the gentle moans, gasps - my cock was the hardest it has ever been.
Next door my older sister was riding her dildo - her thick ass pounding up and down, stretching her puffy pussy open, slime oozing out, clenching at her large bouncing breasts.
I imagined her body as i stroked my cock in euphoria - what was she thinking about? does she want me to hear? she began to moan as she reached the egde of her orgasm - i was about to find out my big sister soaks herself w
*beep* *Beep* *Beeeeep* Van sprang from his bed. At first he thought it was his alarm clock. It wasn't. He looked out his partial open window to see his friends Sam and Marsha sitting in the Jeep parked in the driveway. Sam was in the passenger seat and Marsha the driver's. It was the first day of the last summer vacation he'd get to enjoy. Of course he wanted to sleep in, however his two best friends had other ideas. He waved to them and motioned towards the front door for two reasons, one so they would stop that annoying honking and two so he could punch Sam for waking him up.
Sam must have known what was coming because Marsha was at the door when Van opened it. She looked up at him with the sad puppy dog eyes. Van grumbled and sighed knowing he was outsmarted. He blamed
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Growing up it was always just me and my sister. Our mom worked all the time and our dad left years ago. Being the older brother it was always my job to make sure my little sister was ready for school and had food to eat.
As the years went by it was that way then I ended up moving out on my own. It killed me to leave my little sister all alone. I was always the loner as a child so having her around was always my best friend as a kid. I never had any girlfriends so I would take her out to places. I would take her to the mall and we would have so much fun. A lot of the time it would feel like she was my girlfriend and not my little sister around me.
She did spent a lot more of the time sleeping in my bed than she did in her own bed. The tv that she had in her room was way smaller then
After a few trips to the bookstore arcade, I decided I wanted to explore my newfound sexual freedom deeper. I found a phone number for a local gay dating line and placed an add. I didn't really know what I was looking for so decided to go with the flow until I found something interesting. I kept my add simple and spent some time browsing others adds. I was a little nervous about actually meeting someone so I decided an older guy who was married or lived on his own was a safer bet. I exchanged messages with a few guys and had some good phone sex but didn't find what I was looking for. I was on the line one evening and came across a new add that sounded interesting. The add was from a guy named Larry. He described himself as a 54 year old single guy looking for others for phone sex and meet
Jerry’s car pulled quietly into the driveway, as it did every night around 7. After another day of tedious office work, he returned home to see his lovely fiancé, Tara. The two had been living together for nearly 3 years now and with the wedding less than a year away, he had been putting in as many hours as he could to take her on an amazing honeymoon.
For the past two years, her contributions to their financial stability came from an OnlyFans account that he encouraged her to make when she brought up the idea. He didn’t care how many other people saw her pleasuring herself for the camera, as long as she was happy. He even enjoyed watching her content from a secret account he had made. He was, after all, her biggest fan.
He was so preoccupied with getting the groceries he had picked
The first time that Paisley met DeShawn Morrison he was sitting at the kitchen table pouring over the sketch that Frank had made for the basement. She had been upstairs doing her pole work out in a pair of dark grey short cotton shorts and a tight white cami that was stretched taut over her ample breasts, rendering it useless at hiding her nipples. She walked to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of cold pressed juice, going momentarily unnoticed by the two as they discussed built in storage areas along the walls in each room.
She stepped closer to the table, causing both to look up. “DeShawn, this is Paisley.” He said with a grin.
“Nice to meet you” she said with hand extended.
For a moment, he was gobsmacked. He simply stared up at the beautiful flame haired creature before hi
Frank stepped into the bedroom to find Paisley with a towel wrapped around her body, staring into the closet. He chuckled to himself and pulled a pair of jeans and a black henley from the drawer. He got dressed, watching her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m going to get that list off your phone so I can check out a few things online before we leave. Take your time getting ready.” He said as he slipped the shirt over his head.
Her phone sat on the dresser nearest the closet. The smell of his cologne filled her nostrils as he stepped closer to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he grabbed the device and left the bedroom. Paisley finally selected a short brown corduroy button down skirt, a white camisole and a light brown cropped cardigan. She paired them with a pair of
With the holidays coming up, life at the office had become a nightmare. The late hours and overload of deals to close before the end of the year had taken their toll on Frank. Seeing him come home tired night after night led Paisley to plead with him to take the rest of the month off after Thanksgiving. The idea had appealed to him more than she thought it would. Much to her delight, the next night he came home and told her that he had.
The exhaustion had also led his libido to take quite a hit. While she was great for relieving stress, some nights he was simply too tired to play. It took a lot of work and extra hours at the office, but Paisley did her best to show up after hours and help him get rid of some of that tension. Bryce found her presence less jarring when he would find her
It was nearly 10 when the car pulled up in front of the Vickerson building, stopping only momentarily for a leggy redhead to climb out of the back seat before the car sped off to pick up its next fair. Paisley stood on the sidewalk, checking her reflection in the window before entering the vestibule. Marty, a portly older gentleman clad in a blue security uniform sat behind the large black desk. He gave her a slight nod as she passed.
She pushed the button, pausing momentarily to check the seams on her stockings to make sure they were perfectly straight. The man behind the desk had his eyed glued to one of the many monitors, watching her from the safety of his seat as she ran her hand along her shapely leg. The ding of the elevator rang through the quietness.
She pressed the button
Kat had relaxed in the bath until the water began to grow cool. The entire time she lay there soaking, she thought about how much Derek truly loved her. She also thouKat had relaxed in the bath until the water began to grow cool. The entire time she lay there soaking, she thought about how much Derek truly loved her. She also thought about how much she loved the life they shared together. Most of they couples they knew lived vanilla lives. They also fought a lot and several were cheating on each other. She had never felt the urge to stray because what she had with Derek was much deeper. She trusted him with her body, mind and soul. She gave herself completely to him. While they never used the terms Master, slave or even submissive, their roles were clearly defined and constantly updating
A thin sliver of light sliced through the darkness of the bedroom, directing the sunlight toward the bed where Kat awoke alone. Her eyes blinked eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the splash of brightness. She reached for her phone, seeing that it was nearly 11am. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and threw back the covers. The kiss of cooler air upon her bare skin caused her tiny pink nipples to harden instantly. She threw on baggy Nirvana t shirt and black minky jogger pajama bottoms.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, her nostrils filled with the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen. Derek stood with his back to the kitchen door, gathering plates from the cupboard. Turning around, he saw his beloved and a wide smile quickly crossed his lips. “Good Morning.” He said, setting the
