Mother Dark The mother of three children, Mrs. Prim and proper go to church every Sunday, and the loyal wife of a banker, is Beth. Today she wears black leggings, black flats, a long skirt, and a loose black blouse – for black is a respectable color. She is walking to the grocery store when she gets the call that her husband is cheating on her from the private-eye she hired. She begins to cry. Andrew, please come get me, “I’m having a nervous breakdown.” Andrew arrives in his BMW and picks up Beth. Beth is a simple woman. She’s probably wearing white panties, Andrew thinks, the wide kind that grandma’s wear. Andrew is the detective who discovered Beth’s husband was cheating. He is a man by any other name – all men wonder what type of undies a pretty gal wears…you know – innocently enough. “I can’t believe he did this to me.” She’s crying on his shoulder now. They are at his ramshackle low-rent office. He makes money but he’s frugal. It is a dusty place with a nice computer and office supplies. He pulls her in close and smells her. He is a man after all…not a pussy. His cock stiffens and she feels it as she tears. Normally she would pull away but normally she does not hug random strangers. But again, Andrew is no random man – he had been helping her and tracking her hubby for some time now and she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She squeezed him harder and he felt her breasts on his chest. She was tall, angular, like the brunettes on television, with a jaw bone and those thick …
Black Step Daddy Of Paige
*********Leave a comment below and let me know what you thought, and many thanks for reading.********** When you become a step-father, you adopt certain responsibilities. You take on the role of a father while not receiving the role of a daughter. No teenage girl accepts that she has a new daddy, hell, no teenage boy accepts it either. Especially when you're black, and they're white. I met Anna three years ago, and we fell in love on the spot. It was on the second date that she told me about Paige, her fifteen year old daughter. And three years on from that, Paige had turned eighteen and was doing anything and everything she could to get out of the house. She was saving up money and from what she had said in our most recent argument, she almost had enough to put a deposit down on a place somewhere on the edge of town. I had adored Paige, I respected her drive too, even if her drive was to get away from me. Anna understood, Paige had gone through the stages of her teen years at different times. Everything was delayed due to her father leaving the country with his mistress. It took time for Paige to become the bitch that she should have been at age thirteen to fifteen. Instead it was fifteen through to eighteen. She was in her dark stage, and when I say dark I mean dyed black hair, heavy black mascara and pale skin. Looking like a Goth-ghost from a horror movie. Almost every day she would be buying new make-up and clothes, always walking through the door carrying shopping …
Back from the Future- Chapter 4
Chapter 4 I transported us all back to the ship. We had had the most intense experience with the T-Rex and I was keen to talk about all the possibilities that were open to us now. It was funny, I was already thinking of us as a group, rather than 4 individuals. Perhaps Computer was right- highly likely considering its advanced technology. Back in ship, I had us all in the 'lounge'. I say lounge, really it was just a room that could be configured however I wanted it in the blink of an eye. Right now, it had sofas, bean bags and all sorts of girly soft furnishings that Computer had filled the blanks in for me. Once we were all settled comfortably, I began.. 'So, what did you all think of that?' I asked them 'Absolutely incredible, amazing, intense!' All these words were shouted at me by the ladies, faces still flushed from the excitement. 'Can you really take us anywhere?' Joanna asked. 'And can you still control the minds of the people we meet, or, the animals?' asked Chloe. 'Yes, and yes,' I responded, 'we can indeed go wherever or whenever we like. I can control the mind of whomever we meet if I so chose,I just chose not to control that T-Rex. The possibilities are endless. Where do you want to go next?' 'Can we go and see more dinosaurs whilst we are here? We can just hover and watch them if you wish.' asked Melia. 'Of course.' I replied, mentally tasking Computer to take us wherever the dinosaurs were concentrated at the moment. I opened up a window and there in front of …
Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 19
First some blatant advertising. I wrote most of this eight book series in the early 2000s. Publishers found it too racy for them to handle so I sought out an online publisher. You see, I already had built up an online fan base of a few hundred readers, so I came across the German publisher, BookRix. They were expanding into a worldwide market of online books with assorted authors and welcomed eroticism as a genre. With them I have done moderately well since they make my books available through Amazon, Apple iBookstore, Beam, Google, Libri, Thailia and other lesser known online book stores. So if you like what I write you will find my series under Mike Claymore Mystery series at the above web sites. Without further ado, here's Mike… CHAPTER NINETEEN 5TH SATURDAY It's an overcast morning as Mike calls Mr. Clive Reynolds. He explains he's investigating the auto accident in which Mr. Reynolds was involved for ICBC. He asks if he might come around and have a word with him. Mike drives to an area of new luxury homes built on the mountainside near the clay mines. He pulls in a long drive and proceeds past gates, lawns and shrubbery to a large stylish home. Two Dalmatians frolicking and playing in the yard near the house greet him. A tall balding man of about forty comes out to meet him. "You must be Mr. Claymore. I'm Clive Reynolds, but everyone calls me CJ. Please come around on the terrace. It's covered and so much more comfortable." "I'll try not to take too much of your …
Rebecca in trouble (part 8)
The door was opened, the key in the metal lock waking Rebecca up. She sat up in bed, frightened, not sure where she was. The blanket fell down, her breasts, naked, her nipples hardening in the cool air of the cell. "Who is it?" The Commander moved into the light. Rebecca noticed a small black bag at his side and the fear began to form in her eyes. She knew that she was to be sexually abused again, but at the same time she could feel her pussy becoming wet. "Wake up, Rebecca. You have been asl**p for five hours. It is now time for my pleasure and I intend to take my pleasure from your young body." He moved to the bed and pulled the blanket all the way to the end of the bed, uncovering Rebecca's naked body to his gaze. He saw the humiliation on her face as she was f***ed to show her most intimate charms. "You have such a delightful body and it makes my cock so hard thinking of all the things I will to do it." He looked at her lying there, naked. Her youthful breasts standing firm on her chest, her large, brown nipples already hardening from the air. His gaze moved down her flat stomach to her hairless pussy, the skin so pale and thin. He could see her pussy lips, a faint glimmer of moisture on them. Her long legs and firm thighs, held tightly together, attempting to hide her delicate charms. It was all his to do with as he pleased. And he had many things he planned to do to her tonight, most she would not enjoy. He loved to f***e his female victims to submit to him and to hear …
Breeding Beauty Part 5 – Darkness Returns in the Forrest
Another month has passed and my little whore has been well used by me and anyone I can find. I now have had several repeat guys who feel more and more comfortable with the whole scenario…. My? My addiction gets worse and worse…I am whoring her out to any guy that has a decent cock now so that I can get off….I only want to fuck her anymore if there are other mens cum in her..and plenty of it… One night after 6 men have used her and I was fucking her sloppy ass and cunt I got really frustrated…I could not cum and it was making me angry…angry thinking what a used up little slut she was and can no longer clamp down on my cock…so I pulled out and laid there…then I started to shove my fingers in her ass. 1, 2, 3, and 4 went right in past the knuckles…I pulled my fingers apart and her ass would spasm at first but then release…slowly I worked in my thumb and soon my fist was spreading her to the extreme….several pushes and she began to moan and roll away…I stopped but did not pull out…I was soooooo close…finally with one nice push my hand popped inside of her…holy shit! literally! her ass swallowed my hand and collasped around my wrist…my hand was swimming in her ass…she was my ass puppet…how fucking hot…my cock was swelling…so I pushed on…at first it seemed like i could go no further on her insides but then all of a sudden something inside her relaxed and my hand slid in deep…so deep it was half way up my forearm…what a little …
Naughty Fun at the Shoe Store
I recently had a little fun when I went shoe shopping. I was really horny and just felt like fucking around with somebody. I wore a short, pleated, black skirt, a low cut blouse, which showed my amazing cleavage, no panties, nude hold up stockings, and heels. I went to the mall and went into my favorite shoe store. The kind of a shoe store where people actually help you. I started to look around the store and more importantly at the sales help. There was one male sales person that seemed to be the only person working. He was a young guy, maybe about twenty-five years old. “Miss, is there something I could help you with?” “Yes, I’m looking for a shoe, that’s about five inches high, black color, and very comfortable. Shoes now a days are always so uncomfortable.” I giggled. “I think we have lots of shoes that fit your description. Would you mind if I measured your foot? Please sit down, so I may do this for you.” I walked over to him very slowly and of course wiggled my curvy hips. I’m a very attractive woman. I have brown long hair and brown eyes and am about 5’7.” I have a nice sized chest and a great ass. But, I have been told that I have the most wonderful, long legs. I sat down and he brought out the shoe measurer. I then put my foot into it. “Okay, you’re a size six. I’ll go and get the shoes that are in your size. I’ll be back in just a minute or so.” I was going to be having sex with this guy. He just didn’t know it yet. My pussy was throbbing and I needed a good …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 41: Incest (Part 1)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-40”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Family gatherings. Sometimes they are awesome. Sometimes they suck. It all depends on the family. Luckily, my family is pretty cool. And even luckier, a few of them are actually quite hot. Of course, I had always managed to keep my perverse urges in check. But the thing is, it was the first family gathering since I had become an erotica author. And as some of you may know, when you spend most of your time working on one particular thing, it becomes hard to think of anything else. Because of this, that particular family gathering would turn out to be the most perverse to date. At least in my head… I had hitched a ride with my sister and her boyfriend and …
Family moves forward Part 3
CHAPTER 6 We got it all set up. Mom went with me to the store and we bought some remote web-cams, with sound, and placed them in Mom’s bedroom, covering every angle, some close up of the bed, some wide angle all hid in books, or stuffed toys that mom had since she was a little girl. More in the master bath, the Kitchen, the family room, and living room. “Do you think they’ll do it in every room?” “Once your father gets that little dick in his sweet little girl’s pussy, he’ll fuck her everywhere. Now show me how to use the lap top, we’ll keep it in your room, and we’ll lock your door so he can’t get in.” I took her to my room and showed her the laptop monitor, and showed her how to view the different web cams. Some of them had zoom lenses, and could move up, down, and back and forth. Mom is computer savy and had no trouble with the controls. “Now, we need to get your father over here,” she said reaching for my cock. “How are you coming with Sarah?” “She is getting horny, but she seems to be able to control it. One day she’ll give in, she can’t keep this up.” “Call Dee, excuse me, Dee-Ann, and we’ll get this show on the road. When are you and Sarah leaving for the movies?” “We’re leaving as soon as she gets back from Donna’s.” “Donna’s going with you two?” “Yeah, I guess she thought I would try to molest her in the dark theatre.” “Maybe you should molest Donna,” Mom said with a smile on her face. “Let’s get everyone involved.” The front door slammed, “Home,” Sarah yelled. “Are …
A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4
In the Mind of Estelle: So there I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, just staring into my own reflection. I had locked myself in the powder room to put on all of the Gothic BDSM attire I had bought earlier today at a store downtown literally named “SweetSin”. I slowly ran my hands over the black silk and lace corset; my hands wandered slowly up to my perky breasts. I gave them a soft squeeze and then glided my thumbs over each of my nipples that were covered completely by a crisscrossing of black tape. It looked like two X’s over the tops of my small and pale pink nipples. I moved my gaze down to my curvy hips and I admired how the skin tight, blood red, latex pants made my legs appear even more toned. Though the sexiest part of these latex pants, were the fact that they were crotch-less. There was a perfect oval cut out so that my entire cunt and asshole were exposed. Finally I looked slowly down at my feet and smiled to myself as I looked upon the black shiny knee high boots I wore; they had five inch heels. I thought about how I was sure to tower above most of the people in the BDSM club that was located in the basement of club Diamond, and the thought made me chuckle. My stomach started getting this weird feeling; I’d once heard a little girl describe this feeling. She called it having butterflies in her stomach. I was anxious and excited to take Matthew to this club as my… slave. I sighed quietly and slid the index finger of my right hand slowly across my clit, …
In The Beginning: another Mike Claymore erotic adventure
Preamble: This is a new series I am writing concerning the main character in my mystery series, Mike Claymore. Most of the mysteries were written in the 1999 to 2004 period during a depressing period in my life. The writing period was culminated by a tragic loss that left me disinterested in ever writing again. I have attempted to write in that old familiar style but my life has changed to the extent that I can no longer even think in that manner. Recently I have enjoyed a rejuvenation in spirit that has led me to attempt to start a new series. For the sake of my many fans of the original series I have chosen our familiar hero, Mike Claymore, but am providing a prequel or back story to the mystery series. I envision four novels in this series (1) Mike turns 18 and joins the Royal Canadian Navy (2) Mike meets Marlene, gets her pregnant and gets out of the Navy (3) Mike works as a prison guard in Ontario (4) Mike moves his family west. These novels will cover a ten year period in the life of Mike and Marlene. Whereas the mysteries were bold erotica along with the violence of murder, these back stories will be much more sexually explicit and adventurous. These are not great literature but I seek to make them as error free as possible for the enjoyment of my readers so I would appreciate feedback from you, the readers to my email box at davebccanada at gmail dot com. If you have expertise in corrections to the written English language such feedback would be vastly …
Kays Beach Adventure
Kay’s Beach adventure It was mid morning on a beautiful sunny day, as Kay strolled along the deserted beach. The sky was clear except for a number of noisy gulls flying overhead and the sea smelt fresh. Even the warm sand between her toes felt good. She only had a couple more days to go….before she would be classified as “exempt”. The feelings of relief and freedom were overwhelming. She found a suitable spot and spread out her towel. Moments later she had stripped off her summer dress and lay down on her towel in her favourite green bikini. Her lithe young fit body, soaking up the Sun’s rays…..God she felt good. Sometime, later, she began to have an uneasy feeling…like she was being watched. She couldn’t explain it ..and it bothered her. She lazily opened one eye and looked around. as she focused there was someone stood close to her. A gangly untidy youth , standing about 20 feet from her. She opened the other eye and stared back at him. He looked around 15 or 16…but there was something odd about him….You know…when someone is not all there…their facial features are not quite symmetric ?. He was unashamedly starring at her and she could tell he was mentally removing her tiny green bikini. His face was a mask of hunger and lust. She felt apprehensive. She was used to her well proportioned , firm body being attractive to both men and women. In fact, normally she rather enjoyed being the centre of attraction……but this kids stare was scarry !!!!! After a moment or two..her …
Me And The Moon
Soon so soon… And it bothers me that on the moon there Are only TWO colours, Bright and Black… And it Makes me swoon How bored the girl must be And how a simple sigh Feels like a heart attack… But lookin' back… On a snow-white wall on a waterfall on a night that's painted BLUE… I remember a Full Moon… And I remember YOU… A Pretty face a kind of grace you really couldn't drive It is no wonder we did not survive… But your face, that grace, that smile that style that Really was sublime and I wish that we had gone that extra mile… But lookin' back… On a snow-white wall on a waterfall on a night that's painted BLUE… I remember a Full Moon… And I remember YOU… Your face your grace your smile your lips Your skirt your flirt your fingertips Your shine was mine and oh My smile was yours… And lookin' back… On a snow-white wall on a waterfall on a night that's painted BLUE… I remember a Full Moon… And I remember YOU… Me and the Moon are lighting stars Me and the Moon are shining Me and the Moon are Wondering where you are… But lookin' back… On a snow-white wall on a waterfall on a night that's painted BLUE… I remember a Full Moon… And I remember YOU… I remember you… I REMEMBER you…
Michelles Continuing Affair Ch 8
After Michelle’s last trip to Seattle for a weekend with Mike, he told her that he wanted her to leave me and marry him. He’d told her he couldn’t go on sharing her so she had to make a choice. She had. She told him goodbye and came home, this time for good. After she got home, we went to bed, both of us nervous about what our future might hold, but secure in our love for each other. In the middle of the night, I woke up to Michelle crying. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me, asking her, “Do you want to talk about it?” “I don’t know, it’s just so hard. I love him you know, but he wouldn’t let me have you both. I tried to keep things as they were, but he was so insistent, that if I loved him he wanted me to leave you and marry him. I couldn’t do that!” “I know baby, I am really sorry it had to end. But I can’t tell you how glad I am that you’re home. I love you so much!” “I love you too hon, I couldn’t leave you, no matter what, and I never will!” We kissed and gently made love, one of the sweetest feelings I’ve ever known. The next morning, we both got up, ate a little breakfast and had to go to work. I spent a good share of my day trying to think how I was going to talk to Jacqui. There simply wasn’t any way to gently break off with her, but even though Michelle and I hadn’t talked about her, I knew it was going to come. After I got home, I nervously paced, waiting for Michelle. I wanted to let her know I was going to Jacqui’s and the reason why. Unfortunately, …
How the lottery got me more pussy than Wilt Chambe
Coming up as a tall, goofy k** in the hood, I would be interested in pretty girls, thick girls with DD's. I would always ask them for a date, or to hang out, and they said,"No!" So, one day I go to the store to play my lottery, the jackpot was worth $1.7 billion. So, after being in a long ass line, I finally got my chance to play. Thank God I went to Indiana, where they had no state tax if you win. So, after I played my lotto, I hopped on I-80 west to go back to Illinois. Once I returned home, I cooked my food and fell asl**p. I wake up at 9:45 to check my numbers. I waited until 10pm. But my puppy was stampering to go out. I let him out. So,I head to work and a voice says to me,"Check your ticket" So at lunch,I head to the gas station to fill my truck up, as well as to check my ticket. I go in the store to pay for my gas. So, for the fun of it I check my ticket, the lottery checker starts lighting up. I run out the gas station,like Snoop Dogg,Warren G and Nate Dogg did in their video Groupie Luv. I was located at my job by the lottery committee. The lottery commiter took me to get my dog, and took me to their office. Once we got there, I took a picture. I accepted the lump sum, which was $900 million. I was on the news. After I was on the news,the lottery sent me to a 5 star hotel and had 2 security guards to protect me. Once I entered my room,I checked my Facebook. Usually on Facebook, I average 3 messages a day from my b*****r from another mother. I look, it was 20,000. …
Drunk Suzy Strips in a Club
DRUNK SUZY STRIPS NUDE IN A CLUB It was my first time visiting Africa. First, my name is Suzy Karol. I stay in Bretford, England, with my old husband, who is fifty-eight. We have produced three sons in fifteen years of marriage: Ryan, Dean, and Peter. I was shocked to learn that Africa can be exceedingly cold like it normally is here in Europe. The day was Tuesday, 8 September. I arrived at Gaborone International Airport worn out from eight hours of flying. This was my first time being in Botswana. I was surrounded with strange but nice people. Well, not everyone was kind to me. The truth is I don’t give a damn to those who don’t care about me. A few hours following my arrival, I began to feel bored. My husband, Ian, had not come with me as a result of his fatal illness. No—I didn’t run away from him. He was getting better now and he wished me to come on this trip without his company. “You have got not more than two weeks to go on vacation, Suzy. Following that, there are three continuous months of work with no holidays made available to you. I don’t want you to miss out because of my poor health, sweetheart.” In England, I work in a restaurant. Workmates call me ‘Chef Suzy.’ Cooking is my field and talent. I was born inside a traditional kitchen by a woman who later died from electrocution while cooking on her stove. Ever since I was six, cooking has been my dream. I don’t think this world can be a better place if we don’t have chefs or restaurants. Sadly, in Botswana, no …
Gaby and the Tutor (Chap 5)
Gaby – my little niece. By Fireengine8 (Foreword: A series of adventures with my preteen niece. If you are opposed to preteen sex; do not read) Gaby (Chap 5) Gaby gets a new home (Part II) Sunday morning I woke early and when I started out of my bed my sister, Birgitte stretched her arms next to me and smiled. Her long blond hair was a mess from our all-night bunny fuck and a few more things she had me do to her body. She sure managed to catch up on fucking, which she said she had been without ‘like forever’. She slapped my butt and told me to go freshen up and come right back. ‘Freshen up’ is code for ‘I hate men’s stubble on my sensitive pussy skin’. So I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth and got a big bottle of juice out of the fridge. While I puttered around in the kitchen, I could hear water running in the bathroom. So I put a bagel in the toaster and set up breakfast. Birgitte came into the kitchen naked, drying her hair with a towel and running her long fingers through it. “Smells good, but I need your help in the bedroom before we eat,” she said with a sexy grin. By the time I followed her back into the bedroom she was laying on the bed on her back. Her head was at the edge of the bed and her long blond tresses fell to the floor. It was the classic ‘fuck my throat’ position and my cock twitched as soon as he saw it. “Sis, you are going to wear me out before the day starts,” I moaned as if I had a problem. She laughed and her blue eyes looked up at me, “Yea right. …
New Bra
It was my usual Friday outing into town to do my weekly shop, I started in the supermarket buying my vegatables and meats along with the necessities of life my favourite bottles of wite wine, with my shopping done and packed neatly in a carboard box I walked back to my car where I deposited them in the trunk, then it was back to the mall where I wondered from shop to shop window shopping for nothing in parcular. I saw the sign for the toilets and walked down the alley way into the ladies, several woman both young and no so young were at the sinks washing their hands after using the toilets, there was a total of eight stalls and each and evryone was in use so I stood and patietly waited for one to become vacant hoping it would be soon before I wet myself, as I stood waiting a young woman about twenty came i and walking past me and directly up to the sanitary dispenser on the wall and putting coins in removed what looked like a twin pack of tampons, no fun for you this weekend I thought to myself smiling inwardly the door to a stall oponed and an old woman stepped out blocking my path as she walked slowly past me to the hand basin, I was about to go in when the young woman juped infrot and closed the door behind her, bitch I thought but I stayed cool as a second door opened, quick as a flash I was in closeing the door and locking it beind me, I pulled up skirt along with my under slip, then my knickers and tights were down around my ankles and as I croutched over the toilet …
Getting Knocked Up By Some Black Thugs Seed
I'm not gay. Really. I'm not. I wouldn't even go so far as to say I'm bisexual. I a married, 42 year-old father of four with a wife, a girlfriend and a career as a fitness consultant for a national media chain. I own a home in a California suburb and another three properties from an Arizona mini-ranch to a duplex in Oakland, CA. Now I'm not queer but every man has a vice right? Mine gets a little nasty. Every few weeks I'd retreat to one of my homes and spend some quality "alone" time. I'd write presentations, work from my laptop or have a girlfriend spend the night…My time was for me and I valued these respites as neccessary to my health and my sanity. I hadn't been to my duplex in Oakland for about eight months and was going to try and rent it out. I decided to take a few weeks in June and go do some work there. It was mostly maintenance and routine stuff. I stayed a couple nights doing work around the place….Then I went to a bar where I ended up buying some CrystalMeth from the bouncer. By Thursday, I had been partying and "playing" by myself for about 48 hours straight. Watching porn, pumping my 7 inch cock and shaving all my body hair. I had douched my hungry asshole and used a shower shot cleanse system to irrigate my insides thouroughly before stretching and plying my anus with several of my butt plugs, dildos and other toys. Eventually, in a fit of horny abandon, I turned on my web cam and straddled over a size 32 Louisville Slugger with a condom wrapped over it. …
Crossing The Street 6
I woke on Sunday and rolled over to find Mitch already out of bed. A glance at the clock told me he’d already left for his weekly golf game. Sleepiness clung to me and I lay there with my eyes closed. It was late. I'd slept in. I felt relaxed, and quiet, and… …sticky . My eyes shot open with a gasp as last night's adventure played out again in my head. My pussy felt a little tender from the fucking and the toy I'd used on my clit. Recalling the intensity of the vibrations and the sudden, startling waves that had flooded me made my head swim. I began to juice up almost immediately, my sticky lips pulsing, wanting. Lifting my knees I was reminded of the other toy, the butt plug. My sore little ass sent vestigial reminders of the invasion and dried lube coated my crack. The toys were under the bed. Where should I hide them? Dana had said I could keep them… She'd said to text her when I woke! I grabbed for the phone and switched it on. There was a message already there. An hour ago! Sleep well? I saw Mitch leave. Text me when you are awake. I scrambled for the buttons and answered. Just woke. Thank you. I slept great. Almost instantly the phone buzzed with a new message. About time. Shower and clean up. I'm waiting. I flew from the bed and was halfway to the bathroom before I ran back, gathered the toys and the lube from under the bed and dragged them to the dresser. I pulled out the bag, shoved socks and underwear aside and was about to stuff them in when I thought …
My Knight
He was my guy. He was my knight. When it was dark, he showed me the light. Giving me love like never before. He gave me his heart and so much more. Wanting and needing me. Opening my eyes so I could see. Overpowering my soul and my mind. He was true. A sweet and rare find. A one of a kind love that will remain in my head. He brought it to life when I thought it was dead.
Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 3
Hope you guys like it: The week passed quickly, without any significant event. Jake was getting better by the day and Erika had found a job at a diner near the house. She still cooked for me and cleans the house, which I am appreciate. I had decided to store the photos of Mr Thomas and Ms James into several CDs. It was a little old school, but I was going to do this right. I was still formulating a plan on how to use these photos to my advantage. They were gold in a pot, under a rainbow, but I still needed to think of a way to cash them in yet. I woke up Saturday morning a little late, you know, it was Saturday, but I still had tons to do, so not too late. Erika was already downstairs, and had prepared us breakfast. Other than the experience on the first night, she had become more like a sister to me. She cared for me, looked after me and her presence always made me feel calm. I had taken her to see Jake on Wednesday and she loved him. Why wouldn’t she? He was one of the nicest, most jovial, kindest sweethearts you could ever find. She visited him alone on Thursday as well. It was good knowing Jake had another friend and someone who he could turn to and find comfort in. “So, are you going to the diner today?” I asked Erika, as we sat down to eat. “Yup, I have the afternoon shift, so I’ll leave a little later,” she explained. “What about tomorrow?” I asked, biting down on some toast. “Nope, I’m not working tomorrow, but I have my weekly workout with Fever in the evening, you …
My Life, My Choice Chapter 3: Meeting my Father and Annie
My Life, My Choice chapter 3: Meeting my Father and Annie I entered and yelled, “Mom, I’m home.” “We are in the kitchen, kiddo,” my mother replied. I entered the kitchen to find my mother sitting at the table with a man sitting across from her. The man stood up from his chair as I went to my mother. I kissed her on her cheek then turned and looked upward to the man, as he was much taller than I was. This man was a big person as he stood about 6’3” with short blonde hair and blue eyes, both, which matched mine perfectly. He wore jeans with army boots and his muscular chest filled out the black tee shirt he wore. I stared at his muscular arm as he extended it out to me to shake my hand. “You must be Kelly,” “I am John and your mother did not tell me you were as lovely as she is,” John said smiling. I just stood there staring at the snake tattoo upon his forearm. It seemed to move as he flexed his arm shaking my hand. I also noticed two big round scars beside that tattoo and scars on his hand as he drew his arm back I saw the same two marks on the under side of his arm. I tried to think of what could have left such a scar like those. What ever had made those scars had gone through one side and out the other side of his arm. I stood there just looking at the size of this man before me I had not noticed just how big he was in the photos I had seen. My mother finally said, “Remember your manners, Kelly.” “Sorry mom,” I said looking to her. I looked back to John and added, “Nice …
The Camp Slut- Night 1
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 1 I had just sat down after setting up camp when she stumbled out of the treeline. It was the annual "guy's week", and this year we'd decided to spend it in the middle of nowhere and "rough it". Since my job got me out the earliest, everyone had loaded up my truck and sent me out ahead of time. Steve and Tim were responsible for picking up the beer and booze, while Mike was given a specific list of food items to pick up. Last time we sent him to get groceries, he came back with $60 of chips, salsa, and pop-tarts. Why they gave him the food list again was beyond me. I looked around the camp, satisfied the tents were ok, and that everyone's sleeping bags were in the right tents. I had stopped for a six-pack on my way in so I wouldn't be waiting for their dumb asses to figure out which trail to follow to get here. I twisted off a cap and was taking a swig when I heard something moving through the brush. As I turned, she was just clearing the trees. She blinked in the sudden brightness of the clearing. As she spotted me and whimpered, it registered in my brain what she was wearing. Rather, what she was NOT wearing. She was naked and barefoot, her skin showing scratches from the underbrush she had walked through. I smiled, letting my eyes take in her curvy frame, pale …
A fantastic Experience
One day I m on chat on xham. I have been decided to call a old friend listed on my friend list. Than I call and ring is going on. Suddenly the phone is picked up from that side. After Introduced of my self as friend. Than I ask about a warm and hot date. Its my good luck that agreed after 1-2 years trying that they agreed. After that we decided to meet. I went from home to their home next day. Me is very excited that I m going to meet my one of old friend.And also afraid that how they looks and how they react. In that circumstances reached the destiny. After reached the destiny I am surprised to see my friends and all the worries are run away when I meet my fun loving partners. They are awesome and sweet. Than I take a glass of water by partner and say Hi to them. Its very pleasurable moment of my life when I see any one in sexual dress. I m get very crazy. My heart is beating fast and want to touch her. But still now I m get afraid to touch her. Than my other friend get started kissing in front of me and take a pleasure of her figure, than my afraid is phurrrr. After that I take her hand in my hand and stand up in-front of her and start kissing. ohhhhhh thats awesome experience to kiss that lovely and sexy lady. Me and my friend than put down her sexy dress down from her breast and start licking her boobs. Its unforgettable moment of my life and girl is start moaning that could me more warm. Me and my friend is going on kissing and licking her nipples than one of my hand …