ate: Fri, 22 May 2009 23:45:31 +1000 Dr Probe > Sheila (secretary) has the last appointment turned up yet Sheila > no Dr ,it's absolutely pouring rain outside Dr Probe > Sheila, you go home to your family and drive safely, I'll wait for the last apppointment Sheila . Oh thank you Dr Probe your an angel ….. good bye Dr P > bye ***********15 mins past appt time, about ot close the front door, Dr P notices a woman hurrying, slips an falls in a large puddle of water, curses and enters his clinic. Dr Probe > are you all right Misty > Appart from being embarrassed and soaked I think so, You can check me out as I am her for my appt, So sorry I'm late.I am so cold. Dr P > my your clothes are all soaking wet, (Thinking to himself wow !! she's wearing a light blouse,obviously no bra as her nipples are taut, her shoes are squelching with water, and her dress is dripping wet ) come into my office, we are the last ones here, I will attend to your needs. Misty >BBbbbbbrrr ….. it's fucking freezing … oops sorry Dr P> thats okay I tend to release frustration like that as well Dr P >Now first we need for you to take your clothes off , so that I can dry them in the dryer. here put on this dressing gown, I'm afraid it's all I have…… Misty > thats fine , turn your back …. my gosh everythings soaked,need to dry all my clothes ….bBBBbbrrrr cold …..mmmm thats a little better… a wooly gown ….long sleeves and down to my knees Dr P >okay I 'll place these in the dryer, should be …
iCarly – Twinsome
iCarly – Twinsome Sam was extremely furious when she figured out what have her s*ster done to her. She thought they were honest with each other, but she was wrong… and that damn nerd? She thought he knew her better than her blonde hair, but she was also wrong… He was just a boy too.*Freddie's POV* Sam went to Los Angeles, but then she came back for me. I was so happy, even if she changed. She was cute, and stuff, but I didn't mind, because I loved her, then my fake fairy-tale flew away, when I saw two of my Sam. 'What?' I thought to myself then I remembered… Melanie. I always thought she was just a story, but then I saw her. Sorry, I saw two of Sam, and I didn't know which one was the real one.*Sam's POV* Gibby just called me to meet him at Groovy Smoothie. I was confused, he couldn't be that much of an idiot. He knew that I was in Los Angeles. Then he told me… That freaking whore, stole the only guy I ever loved. I packed my stuff, hopped on my motorcycle and drove back to damn Seattle…*Melanie's POV* I became a bad person right after they expelled me from my boarding school, in South Dakota. I came back to Seattle, and I met with Freddie again. He thought I was Sam, so I kept him in the darkness, until my insane s*ster came back and ruined my lie.*Freddie's POV* We were standing in the corridor at the 8th storey, and no one said a word until I broke the silence. "Okay girls, could you tell me what's going on?" I was almost shouting. "Did you fuck her?" Sam asked me. Then I …
Brad, Nancy and Shari
My name is Brad, I am married to Nancy. We are both 35 years old and are average looking people. SHe works during the day at an office downtown and I work third shift at a factory. During the week we only see each other for a few hours everyday, but we both have the weekends of so we get to spend time together then. One tuesday afternoon I woke about my normal time of 1, put on my robe then went to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. I was looking around for something interesting to eat when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door and it was Shari. She lives a couple of doors down the street and is married to Tom. She does not work and Tom works during the day at construction. We get together one the weekends and watch a game on TV or play cards, things like that. We are friends but not real close friends. "Hi Shari come on in. I said. "Would you like a cup of coffee." "Yes Please," she replied. "Cream or sugar?" "Black is fine with me." I went to the kitchen and got our coffees and headed into the living room. She had brought her laptop with her and had it on the coffee table and was logging in. When I got to the couch, I set her coffee down on the table beside her computer, then sat down beside her. After she got logged on to her computer she looked at me and began to tell me why she was here. "Brad I came over here today to show you something that you need see. My husband has been acting strange for a couple of weeks now, I got the feeling that he was cheating on …
Redemption: Ch.3
Things had certainly changed since he’d been gone, that’s for sure. Looking back down the corridor, Boy still remained peering around the wall. His hair was still in his face, but he’d stopped snarling. Lucien frowned. “I’m going back inside. I’ll leave the door open if you feel like coming in. I’m not about to stoop to coaxing you. Do whatever the hell you want.” With that, he spun on his heel and stalked to his circular seating area, snagging a bottle of Black Death whiskey from the top of his bar on the way. No need for a glass tonight. Lucien was chugging straight from the bottle. Plopping himself down on the black couch, he tipped his head, sealing his lips over the opening of the bottle, and gulped down three mouthfuls of whiskey. The burn made his eyes tear as the alcohol blazed a fiery path down to his belly. Lucien reclined farther into the plush cushions, bringing his arms up to rest on the back of the couch. Closing his eyes, he just waited, using his second sight to view everything around him. Boy Rayne slithered into his chambers like a predatory animal. Remi had provided him with the comfortable drawstring pants they all favored when relaxing in their quarters. Boy’s muscles rippled beautifully, skin toned and taut as he crawled stealthily along the floor, moving closer to Lucien. He looked unsure, stopping just a few feet away to sniff the air like a cat. Lucien wanted to see his face…with his own eyes, not the watery, blurry images his second sight afforded …
Victorious – S*sterly Love
Victorious – S*sterly Love "How could you!?" Trina yells at her s*ster Tori, Trina had worked for six months for a duet with Andre but thanks to her s*ster, she took the spot light from her. "What?" "You knew I worked damn hard to get that spot!" "It's only a duet, Trina. Besides lots of people know that I'm the better singer than you, anyway," Tori retorted, showing a rare flash of confidence against her domineering s*ster. A look crossed her s*ster's face, a look she had seen many times before. Trina moved towards her giving her that scary look the entire time. She stopped inches from her s*ster peering directly into her eyes. Tori tried to match her gaze for as long as she could until her domineering s*ster once again f*rced her to back down and she muttered an apology. She had gotten used to being in the shadow of her s*ster regardless of their similar circumstances. Tori had also grown accustomed to her s*ster's bossiness and had in sense began to enjoy a controlling figure in her life. "It's about time that you know who's in charge when it comes between me and you," she said as she pushed Tori down on the ground. Tori had seen her s*ster angry before, but not as domineering and intimidating as she was now. Trina ended up turning her back against Tori and unbuckled her pants and pulled them down along with her black thong that she secretly wears on an almost daily basis. She showed her glorious ass off to Tori who stood there …
Girdle Lover Part I
Many years ago I was working in this one office, I was about 25 years old, single, and living with a male roommate. There was a lady working there named Betty who was about 45 years old and was an office manager. She was brunette, about 5 ft 2 inches, a little chubby, but very cute. She always wore business suits or dresses with pantyhose and sensible heels (like 1 or 2 inches high). I must admit I found her attractive and I enjoyed looking at her very shapely nyloned legs every day. Her office was near to mine and we used to talk at lunch and sometimes after work. We got to know each other after several months of talking. I found out she was married, but she and her husband were more like roommates and they had not had sex in many years. We had to go together on a business trip to a nearby town and she drove. We drove there in the morning, met with a customer, and then drove back that evening. We stopped for dinner on the way home and had a couple of drinks. We started talking about various things including sex. We starting sharing what each of us finds sexy. She told me that she likes to masturbate and missed having sex on a regular basis. I told her that I love legs, especially seeing legs in stockings with garters atop some high heeled pumps. I told her that I always liked looking at her pantyhose-covered legs. After dinner, we went back to her car. After we both got in, she pulled me close and we started French kissing very passionately. This lady was super hot! I …
Celestial Fall – Chapter 5-6
Chapter Five Excerpts from the Past Immortality—dazzling idea! Who first imagined thee! Was it some jolly burgher of Nuremburg, who with night-cap on his head, and white clay pipe in mouth, sat on some pleasant summer evening before his door, and reflected in all his comfort, that it would be right pleasant, if, with unextinguishable pipe, and endless breath, he could thus vegetate onwards for a blessed eternity? Or was it a lover, who in the arms of his loved one, thought the immortality-thought, and that because he could think and feel naught beside!—Love! Immortality! Heinrich Heine, "The Hartz Journey" (1824 Earth Standard) I walk into the Hanging Horse Inn. The silence that follows lets me know that they know why I am here. I walk over to the far corner and stand in front of the two poachers. “Look who is here Joebe our little friend from the woods” Trag says softly wiping his mouth “you punk owe us some money it took quite a bit for the healer to put me and Joebe back together. Had to give him your sword and bow with the quiver just to pay her off.” As I am looking at them I feel a hand slap me on my back and turn to look at the dwarf standing next to me. “This is the lad you two fought in the woods?” Joebe leans forward with a sneer. “Ya so what, Beornze?” “I thought you two were idiots when I met you now you just proved me right. Let me introduce you properly this here is Jair ser Marwoleth. He is the finest human hunter in this area. He is also the son to the Witch …
Key Party: Her Story
It started with another one of our fights. Marc and I just seemed to be bickering a lot lately and this one has pushed me to the edge. I decided to spend the night at Lindsay’s apartment to give myself a little breathing room and cool down. I don’t know why this one seemed worse than the others but it was probably just an accumulation of frustration. “Linds, I don’t know what to do. It’s not like I’m going to leave him. He’s great to me, great with the kids, and I still love him. We’ve just been fighting like children lately,” I told my long time friend as we sat on the couch, drinking our third glass of wine. “It sounds like you’re just in a rut,” she replied. “It’s not a rut. It’s just… I don’t know what it is.” “You’ve been married for what? Ten years? This shit happens. You hit a rough patch. You get past it. It is what it is – a rut.” “Stop saying it’s a rut! That’s what happens to people who get divorced. We aren’t… that,” I argued. “Alright… how often are you fucking?” she asked. “Lindsay!” I was a little shocked, but not really. That’s exactly who Lindsay is and we’ve been friends for almost Twenty years. “We still… shit… I guess it’s been a couple months.” “Like I said – rut!” she shot back, proud of herself. “You should fuck other people to get that spark back. I have some other friends who did just that and their marriages are better than ever.” “You can’t be serious! You know me. I had only been with one other guy before meeting Marc. I’m not that girl. Plus, the …
The skate park pays off (part II)
As time went on Mary (the doc) became a bit more demanding and possessive. I was servicing one of her business/medical associates at least once a week. Many of these ladies were still attractive but after my stint with Brit, I really preferred young pussy, especially Brit I was having interludes with Brit about once a week also. She is unpredictable. I would park in the lot by the skate park at least three times a week but she would only come to the car about once a week. When I am with Brit I’m in heaven. I love her cute little young body and her rebellious attitude. She made a habit of sprawling naked on the bed when the room service would appear. She also made a point of spending time on the balcony naked. Anyone really taking a good look would see her, and usually me, either naked or doing it. One hot summer day, Brit hopped in the back seat with another girl. I gave her a look with my raised eyebrow; she winked at me. When we got to the dining room, she introduced her friend “This is Rachelle,” Brit stated Rachelle dined like Brit did the first time; she wolfed everything down I looked her over; about 6’7”, 130 lbs, real dark hair, and dark tan I didn’t know what to expect but when we headed to the suite, Rachelle climbed into the elevator Brit began kissing me and grabbed my crotch in the ride up. I was optimistic She began top strip immediately as did I; Rachelle got down to her bra and panties, both light blue I thought I heard or saw a gasp as I turned so Rachelle …
2 Holiday surprise
2 Holiday surprise Happy Englishmen like me toddle of for a holiday once a year, to get away from the world. Now if like me you had a stressful job (or at least I did have back in the 80`s) to avoid a stressful holiday, you needed to satisfy the wife as to where you went, while still managing to keep the k**s happy while not having to travel overseas, mainly as I can`t stand the French, have no interest in the rest of Europe, and couldn’t afford to go further afield anyway! To fulfil all the criteria would be a good trick I knew, so we had discussed our holiday destination very long and hard, for a change I won! Thus it was to a sandy beach near the Romney marsh that we took our elderly caravan, found a small site and plonked our selves down to relax for a fortnight of sun and sand. The beach was backed by sand dunes, behind which was a jolly little pub, so it was ideal for me to wet a dry throat without need for journeys in the motor with its related risks to life limb and licence! By day three I was getting restless; I had read the book`s I had brought with me and the telly had the usual collection of cooking, detectives, and DIY programs that we pay so much for a licence for, our old van was hardly conducive to wild sex, the walls being thin and the wife being a moaner and anyway she said she wanted to soak up rays and not anything a mere male could provide. So leaving mother to scorch and dragging my blue balls with me, I took my faithful drawing Kit and set off for the …
Adventure in the Barn (With Paragraph Spacing)
"Truth or dare,"Sheila said. "Hmmm. Dare." John had not ever fucked Sheila, she said it was weird, and was wondering where this might lead. Sheila said, "OK, I want to see you stick your dick in one of our horses." With a surprised look on his face John said, "What in the fuck are you talking about! Fuck a horse?! No way!" "Come on. You'll like it. I double dare you to fuck a stallion in the ass," Sheila continued, "Come on. Make a fag out of one of the stallions." John was surprised he had a tingle in his dick, but protested, "No way! I will get shit on my dick. That would be nasty." Sheila replied, "No you won't, the stable men just cleaned the colons of the horses. It will be a clean fuck. And we can put it in the cleaning pen so you don't get kicked." She paused, "I triple dog dare you." John was only 16. So the idea of sticking his dick in just about anything appealed to him. But he thought about what he could say to save some face. He said, "OK. I'll do it on one condition. After I'm done, you have to give the horse a blowjob and let him blow all that horse cum in your mouth." "You are one sick bastard," Sheila said. But she was turned on by the thought of a huge horse dick in her mouth. "OK. But you have to be right beside me when I blow this horse." John and Sheila went and got Flash, the main stud horse. As they brought him in the barn, he must have felt the sexual tension because he was a little jittery and his dick was getting really hard. They put him in the …
Virginity Adventure
My name is Chris; I’m 18 years old, 5’ 7”, 120lbs, short brown hair, and fit. Bailey is 16 years old, 5’ 4”, 100lbs, long curly brown hair. We have been close friends all throughout high school and this year was my finial year. The story takes place on a Friday afternoon after school. She saw me in the halls and sent me a text saying “Hey Chris did you want to come over to my house after school. I need some help studying for the exam on Monday and everything is still fresh in my mind plus I don’t want to leave it to the last minute.” I replied to her text saying it was cool and I’ll walk with her to her place after school. On the way we to her house we chatted about a lot of different things. As soon as we got to her place she let us in with her key. Her parents went home which was unusual but she told me that they went to Las Vegas for the weekend. Once we got to her room she took off her bag and took out her notes. After an hour of studying we took a break and lay down on her bed just casually. We started talking about a lot of things but then the subject moved to sex. She was curious and was asking me a bunch of questions about random guy stuff and soon I found out she had a crush on me. After talking some more she looked me in the eyes and leaned in and started to make out with me. It was getting pretty heavy and she was feeling hot so she started to take off her shirt. She had on a stain white bra underneath. With a smirk on her face Bailey said “Chris lets go to the …
The Camp Slut- Night 3
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 3 I woke up with Slut snuggled up against me. I drifted happily until I realized I smelled coffee. Groaning, I woke Slut by fingering her pussy until she came, screaming and squirming. "Thank-you, Master. I think that is one of the best wake up calls I have ever received." She crawled from the blankets, her braid coming loose in bedhead, and her leash dragging behind her. "I will have your coffee ready for you when you come out, Master." When I stepped out of the tent into the bright day, the guys applauded. Slut was kneeling at my chair, coffee in her hand. I sat down and took my cup, sipping it as I stroked her cheek. "What's for breakfast?" They all laughed, Mike looking a bit forlorn as he reported, "Breakfast? Dude, it's almost noon. You to lazy lovebirds slept all morning after keeping us up all night. They made me cook and clean up because Slut was busy." He didn't look up, and the other two were looking at me so missed the blush on his cheeks and his cock twitching. I chuckled. "Hey, at least they didn't spit you between them on their cocks like they would have her." The blush got deeper, and this time they noticed. I touched Slut's shoulder and nodded to the fire. She smiled and started to get to her feet when we all heard the engine. We all stopped and …
Whore
I always get what I want. That’s just how it works, it’s how it has always worked. I love using my power for bad, it’s just too naughty. It feel too good to refuse, it excites me beyond anything I’ve ever felt. Even thinking about it right now makes me want to push my fingers into my dripping pussy. I guess I just know what a man wants, I know what I want and I know how to get it. Power lies with whoever cares less. But it’s not that simple you need someone to step up to the battle field, play the game. Without the challenge hell it’s just no fun. My names Kitty, I’m a stone cold bitch. I steal boyfriends and chuck them away when I get bored. Which is pretty quick. What can I say, I like a challenge. Relationships there just to dam boring. None of that burning lust, unsure of what lies beneath a man’s clothes. It’s not just about the first touch sometimes it’s fun to twist people back up when they think the games done, bring them back for round two. You know. Anyway. I have long red curls down to my arse, sexy hourglass body with great legs, cheery red lips and thick black eyeliner outlining my olive green eyes. Its Friday night and my phones ringing once again the same boring number flashing up on the screen. I rolled my eyes knowing he was just going to beg me to come back to him, like all men do, seems they can’t handle losing to me. I press answer as I apply a new coat of cheery red lipstick. “Sorry I can’t come to the phone right now please leave a m-“ I began in a …
The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines
The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Thursday, January 23rd – SeaTac International Airport, Washington “Now boarding Air Canada flight 343 to Vancouver, Canada,” the gate attendant announced. Fumi stood up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Today had been so long. She had nearly froze to death lying in the snow waiting for the Native American spirit Niqualmie to appear. Yukishojou-no-onsen, was her answer, a hot spring in her native Hokkaido, the northern most of the main islands of Japan. She had driven straight from Mount Rainier to SeaTac Airport and bought a ticket on the earliest flight that would get her to Hokkaido with her mother's credit card. She had a short flight to Vancouver, then a two-and-a-half layover, then the ten-and-a-half hour flight to Tokyo. After an even longer layover—nearly five hours—before she would catch a flight to Sapporo, Hokkaido. And then she would have to find the Hot Spring of the Snow Maiden. She was pleased with the name, finding it appropriate since she was a Yuki-onna—a snow woman. Fumi found her seat closing her eyes and falling asleep before the plane even took off. She dreamed of Kyle holding her and kissing her, together finally. Such a sweet dream and over all too soon when the flight attendant shook her shoulder, rousing her. “We'll be landing in a few minutes,” she told Fumi. Fumi wiped her eyes, and leaned back, yawning as the …
Skinny dipping leads to sex in public place
Back in the late nineties and early noughties, as you may have figured from my other stories, I was a student at the University of Surrey. I went to Uni as a mature student and was in fact 27 when I started in 1998. Anyway, as you will imagine, it was a bit like picking fruit in an orchard as far as hooking impressionable young girls was concerned. Given their new found freedom and since they're all away from home for the first time, I felt it was my duty to help them gain as much confidence and experience as possible in the bedroom department. In fact, there's probably a good few guys around who don't realise how much I taught their wives all those years ago! Anyway, the easy ones don't stick in your mind do they and looking back now, there's only one or two that are worth putting pen to paper for. One was a friend of mine, who we'll call Clare. This is a different Clare to my neighbour and a very different kettle of fish altogether. Now Clare was also a bit of a mature student, but still not as old as me and if I'm honest, she wasn't at all what you'd look for in a girlfriend or as wife material, but she just had something about her that made me want to fuck her brains out. She was, I think, 23 when we started at uni and she had a size 12 arse, with size 10 top half, made up of a thin waist, flat tummy, small perky tits (so small she didn't wear a bra a lot of the time, just a little vest top) and a great naughty smile. She had lovely smooth skin with a great complexion and …
Threesome: Stephdaughter, Stephmother & Steroi
Katie was reading her homework, when she her screaming coming from her dad and stepmother’s room. She threw her books away and ran as fast as she could up the stairs. Their door was open. She looked in and could only see the back of a man and her stepmother’s legs between his hips. She was moaning so loudly that it was a wonder the neighbors had not complained. The man she was fucking was young. He must have been around 25, not much older than Katie. He had massive muscles. There was no way he didn’t take steroids! He kept slamming his massive cock into her pussy. To Katie it looked like that must hurt! She could see his big muscles flexing and his ass tightening during every thrust. Katie felt her pussy getting wet just by watching. She felt bad for her dad, but she couldn’t think of anything, but being fucked by that monster. Katie was just wearing a skirt so she slid off her panties and sat down on the floor, rubbing her pussy while she listened to her stepmother’s screams. Katie got wetter and wetter and let out a moan that was a little too loud. “Katie?” Her stepmother said with a scared and worried voice. Katie jumped up and stood in the doorway. “I had no idea you were here… Please, please don’t tell your father!!” She had never seen that much fear in her stepmother’s eyes before. The massive man was looking at Katie, thinking how little and hot she was with her short skirt, to small top, skinny body and massive tits. He gave her a smile. “Why don’t she join us?” He …
Secret Love
Heavens made love and hope, Angels sing and a sweeter coat. People believe that mates are made, People believe of such fates. Younger still was oblivious, Various souls made so cautious. An array of souls displayed, Love is always young not fade. Ends are not always, Never leaving here you stay. Time goes on but the sense is strong, In a heart you’ll live so long. Nothingness yet meaningful, Ever so understanding to a fool. Something sacred made with no tool, Does it need to get taught in school? Arrangements of Heaven is not seen, Yesterday was only where we’ve been. Into the future where we begin, Love you, marks new beginning.
A Wedding Night to Remember
Marrying Matt was the best thing I could ever do! The wedding was a grand affair, everything was white. The champagne bubbled in the crystal glasses, while the cake was a tower of thirteen layers. The frosting was butter crème, my favorite. Looking at Matt, I was once more struck by how handsome he looked in his Tux. He met my gaze with his silver eyes and a whole smile lit his face as he waited for me to walk towards him. My knees grew weak at the sight of him just as moisture built between my thighs. Nothing could get me going like the fantasy playing in my head. He was naked on his knees, his head cradling my cunt as his tongue brought havoc to my dripping clit. Just the thought of him eating me out had a moan ready to burst from my lips. Swallowing it down for later, I put on my best smile as heat colored my cheeks; Matt’s grin grew as if he knew where my thoughts had gone. This was supposed to be a quick wedding with little celebration, and all because we could hardly wait to tear off each other’s clothing. After our vows were given, the celebrating began with toasts and cake, LOTS of cake. The partying quickly escalated as we began chucking frosting at one another and our steps became a little less sure. The bubbling drinks bringing us all together in pointless laughs. Smiling I looked around for my hubby, sadly I found no sign of him, for some reason that seemed to anger me. With a huff, I stalked over to the bar and ordered a straight shot of vodka. Throwing it back, …
The Academy 6
Two weeks have gone by since Camila confronted Sasha. Camila hasn't said anything to Sasha since then and Sasha just assumes things have blown over. Camila has been friends with Sasha in the past, before her imminent corruption, so Sasha assumes Camila will cut her some slack. Besides, she's got other things to worry about… It's testing day. Sasha sat next to Jasper and behind Simi in her first period class. The busty Mrs. Knopp sits in front of the classroom receiving dick from a kid who doesn't seem to know what he's doing. Knopp remained quiet as she rode the kids cock, to be fair he did have a hot body, Sasha thought to herself. Behind the teachers desk sat Mr. Henderson. Sasha has him in the past, a separate teacher of the opposite sex comes in during testing days so that both boys and girls can fuck the other sex. The boy cums and let's out a long moan. Sasha looks at Jasper and makes a face, Jasper laughs, that was a less than impressive testing session. "Ok thank you Lonnie… Up next Jasper Coleman." Sasha watches in envy as Jasper walks up to the front of the room. She feels herself getting wet as she watches him receive a blowjob from the beautiful Ms. Knopp. It's boys like him that make her want to become a teacher in a few years. She doesn't want to become a pornstar, the market is to competitive, she might start a prostitution business, that would be fun. Her thoughts are halted by the screaming of Ms. Knopp. Everyone watched as Ms. Knopps big ass clapped on …
The Crimson Jewel
Planted all those years ago, Nurtured with care and toil, It was brought from afar To grow in our mother soil Upon the 14th of the second month, A prayer was said each year The first shoots emerging then Enriched by her falling tears A memory of the sacrifice Of her loved one’s life, One consolation of a war For the widow, a grieving wife And so, as the decades pass The summer’s scarlet bloom Unfolds with bouquet so rich And then in autumn, she is pruned Now gazing on the little petals Somehow they avoid the frost I think of generations past And all the waste and loss An expression of our life That flower was grown to give Vermilion sorrow spilt in France Dismembered that we may live Now’s the day, midst our passion I rend the stalk with one snip Take it, my dear this crimson jewel As I steady your quivering lip So know what it means to me As we enjoy our mead-soaked lives I hand you a single posy Forever yours, my sweet Valentine
The Couple; Part 3
Jake got up, allowing me to breathe freely for the first time since he had started fucking my skull. He walked off. I was whipped out. I had cum very hard, been deprived oxygen, and my inner thighs were bright red. I didn't notice where he went, nor resisted when he grabbed my ankles and pulled me fully onto the bed. Tammy wasn't done with me, she crawled over my head and firmly sat on my face. "Eat me out, slut! I'm going to cum all over your face". I obeyed as she ground her pussy back and forth across my mouth. Squeezing my head with her thighs. She then grabbed my balls in her hand, and squeezed, digging her nails into the skin of my ballsack. "I didn't hear you answer me, slut! You must want more pain!" And she laughed as she dug in hard. "Yes Mistress!" I spoke into her moistening pussy. "Yes, mistress, what?" She demanded, and twisted my balls in her hand. "Yes mistress, I will eat you out. Please cum on my face" she released my balls from her grip, and resumed grinding her pussy on my face. "That's better, slut! But I still believe you want more pain. Are you a little pain slut? You must be, you agreed so easily to let us do whatever we want to you!" And she laughed, while scratching my inner thighs with her nails. Right on the red parts from her earlier slaps. The pain was tingly at first, then moved into excruciating as she ran her nails over the same spots repeatedly. Finally slapping them again as she came in my mouth. Her legs squeezing my face, her juices …
How my wife became a Hotwife…Part 2
This is part 2 of how my wife became a Hotwife. As I left off my wife had come to grips with her friend and husband having a cuckold marriage. Bonnie certainly did not approve but did not want to loose a good friend. Some weeks past before they talked. Sharon asked if my wife was freaked out about everything. Bonnie told her that what she and her husband did was between them and she was not going to pass judgement. They continued with their friendship as normal. A month had passed and Sharon called up Bonnie and told her she was closing the office early and wanted to know if she wanted to grab a drink. Bonnie agreed and they met up at a local watering hole. They talked about shopping, work, f****y and everyday things. After a couple of hours a neighbor of Sharon's happened by. The man hugged Sharon and she introduced him as Hank. Hank lived in the same subdivision as Sharon and Jake. He was a few years older with salt and pepper hair and rugged good looks. My wife described him as delicious. Hank just said hello and was leaving. Bonnie remarked to Sharon that Hank was really attractive. Sharon said he was a pilot and that he lives with his two teenage k**s a couple of houses down from theirs. They talked for a little while longer and then called it a night. Before Bonnie got home Sharon called her to invite us over to their house in two weeks for a bar-b-que. Bonnie accepted and asked if we needed to bring anything. Sharon replied just your bathing suits and some wine. The …
The Succubae Seduction Chapter 4
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 4 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Heading for Answers, Finding Trouble Instead “Well, it seems I needn’t have worried about you, after all,” a voice says above me. My eyes snap open to see an unfamiliar woman in a jogging outfit, bleached blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, and some of the longest legs I’ve ever seen leading up to a skin-tight pair of jogging shorts, standing proudly over me. Her midriff is bare below a sports bra that proudly shows off a pair of decent sized breasts, and it’s very easy to see that her nipples are hard. I attempt to sit up, and realize that I have a naked woman in each arm, and my crotch, soaked in our mixed juices, gives away what we’d been doing. “Who. . .?” I ask, trying to figure out who this unfamiliar woman is. Looking outside, I see that the sun has set, and it feels like it’s late into the night. “Have you forgotten me already? I talked to you just a couple hours ago.” A mischievous smile splits her lips, and for just a second the woman flickers and I can see Angela’s punk aspect, before she returns to her jogging persona. “I had to stop off for a snack, but it looks like you had the main course.” “Angela,” I say in relief, realizing that she’s the only person who could’ve gotten into my apartment, without the key. “Wait. . . . A couple hours? You’ve been gone for over a day!” “Damn!” she stomps her foot. “I hate how time plays odd tricks while in my realm. When I came …
Number
Number. My phone chimes to alert me that I have a text message. Checking it I see its from Belinda who disappeared some time ago into the bath leaving me alone in the living room with our Daughter Holly, snuggled up watching T.V. I open the message and it simply says 'I need your help.' Gently disengaging myself from Holly I climb out from under the blanket we are sharing and wrap it back down around her and head into the bathroom thinking that she wanted her back scrubbed. This is something I do quite a lot for her, usually without being asked but I was comfortable with Holly and didnt really want to get up. As soon as I entered the kitchen I could see the bathroom door was slightly open and something wasnt right. The light was off, meaning that either Bel was bathing in the dark, or she was already out. I hadnt heard her go upstairs and she certainly hadnt come back into the living room which only left one more place she could logically be. Our bedroom. I reversed direction and made for the stairs. Clinbing them I could hear the T.V playing and see the light on in there. I glanced along the landing to Dans room and can hear him talking to someone on his X-Box as he plays whatever game he is playing. I open our door and find Bel sitting on the end of our bed with her back to me wearing a black dress. She turns her head and asks me to zip her up. I half sit on the bed behind her and she lifts her hair out of the way as I fasten it under the nape of her neck. "Going …