Part 3 Mandy’s parents came home the day after the events in their bedroom, so things were a bit quiet, however Mandy was still occupying the majority of my mind, even when I was fucking my wife I was imagining it was Mandy’s hairy young cunt that my cock was sliding in and out of. My wife has nice large breasts so it was easy to imagine they were Mandy’s when I was grabbing two large handfuls. As for Mandy’s mum, well I saw her a few times out walking the dog and it was impossible not to picture her shaving pussy clad in sexy skimpy lacy panties. I must confess I did use that vision a few times while I jerked off into the panties that I still had in my possession. All the local k**s were soon back off to school and college and apart from in my mind everything seemed to be getting back to normal. It was not until a couple of weeks ago, I was working at home, late afternoon preparing for an upcoming business trip to the US when I happened to be stood in the kitchen and I saw Mandy walking down our driveway. My wife was watching TV in the lounge. My heart started racing. “what on earth is she doing coming here” I thought to myself. I rushed to the back door to open it before she rang the bell or knocked. There she stood looking so fucking sexy I just wanted to grab her and do all the things my mind had been working overtime on., but she had other plans and whispered for me to step back. I did and she came in and closed the door. “Where’s Jane?” she whispered “In the lounge” I …
Kristin’s Naked Weekend – Part 4
Being back in school after vacation had made Jason and Kristin fall back into their usual routine. The only difference was that where they had begun their schoolwork almost immediately after getting home from school before, now, depending on how long they had before their parents got home, sex, for the kids, was absolutely essential. It was their way of relieving the stress of the day, and besides, with two such hard-bodied, beautiful teenagers, it would have been a shame if they weren’t having sex, even though they were brother and sister, and having sex with one another. Before they left for school that day, Mr. and Mrs. Kraft told the kids that AGAIN, for the third time that week, they would both be home late, with Mr. Kraft seeing clients, and Mrs. Kraft still behind on her paperwork. The kids desperately wanted a home-cooked meal and to eat with their parents, but they also knew that being home alone again until approximately 9 p.m. would leave them plenty of time to have sex, clean up, and most important, make it seem like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. That day at school was nothing special for either Jason or Kristin. Kristin and her friends were still talking about how much fun they had in Florida, and Jason’s baseball coach had cancelled practice Friday afternoon for a family emergency, but it would be made up on Sunday. Jason didn’t care about Sunday. He couldn’t have sex with Kristin when their parents were home anyway, so Sunday was definitely not his …
Smitten by the Playboy: Bumping Into Mr. Sexy
CHAPTER ONE His scent….I can still smell it in the coffee. I thought this was over. Done and finished with to be no more again. But these were his final words to me before I went far away from where he could follow me to. With a staid and heavily serious expression, he looked into my vigilant and alert damn eyes to tell me the harsh and cruel-like words themselves: “You think you can succeed to get away from me. The honest truth is that you can barely triumph to do anything like that. I will be there with you wherever it is that you run to. I will haunt you always and without any fail. You will not live to see the joy and happiness of life itself. I swear on this. You will not ever!” I am all alone. Everyone has already gone by now. I am still seated and fixed still here, typing and resolving out a few things that Turner will want to see finished and carried through by the dawn of the coming day, Thursday that is. Well, I should finish this up quickly and get on going my way. I probably and definitely should. I am not dragging any helplessly tired foot out of this office up till I am through and finished with the present task at hand. It is cold and chilly outside here. Midtown Las Vegas. Damn it! I forgot to carry and bring my coat with me here for work. And now I will have to suffer and pay for that silly damn mistake of mine. Crap it straight into the bin. I have no alternative than to pull through the whole nasty and excruciating ordeal. As I make my way through the …
Rebecca in trouble (part 6)
Part Six Rebecca screamed as her burnt and punctured asshole was stretched wide to accept his large cock. Her anus clamped tightly on his cock. The Judge pulled his cock out, allowing Rebecca's asshole to clamp shut, but abruptly pushed it back in again, forcing a new scream of pain from Rebecca's lips as she had to relive the stretching of her anus. This time he pushed in further, burying two inches of hard, erect cock in her asshole. He pulled out and f***ed Rebecca to accept four inches, bringing new pain as her anal tract was f***ed open. The Judge continually f***ed Rebecca's asshole to take his big cock deeper into her, forcing her to rub her pussy on the pyramid edge, screams coming from her lips from the pain. The Judge now had all of his cock buried deep into Rebecca's pulsating rectum. Her anal tract was massaging his cock, brought about by the spasm from the pain. He began to seriously fuck Rebecca's asshole, driving her pussy on the edge, forcing her asshole to expand each time to receive each brutal thrust into her ass. Air farted from Rebecca's asshole as the Judge ****d her brutally, forcing her to accept his punishing cock. Faster and faster he fucked her, his cock straining to cum in her. Rebecca's screams brought him closer and closed to cumming. Rebecca could feel his cock becoming bigger in her asshole. She was constantly screaming from the pain as his cock hammered into her asshole. Suddenly he pushed in deep inside her with a painful thrust and his cock …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 4
Sharing Cindy Chapter 4 Now that Cindy was all for showing off, it made me want to do more. I not only was proud of her body, but I wanted people to know just how hot she was. I wanted someone to actually see her fucking. And the first time I was able to do that just sort of happened by chance. I was friends with two brothers whose parents had converted a large garage into their room. It had its own door to the outside, and since it was not only big enough to hold two beds and several chairs it became one of the places we all would hang out and party from time to time. Clint was our age, while his brother Dale was two years younger. Dale had a huge crush on Cindy and was always around where ever she was. This worked to my advantage. One day we were over at their house and were doing some major partying since their parents were gone for the day. It was Cindy, myself, Clint, Dale and another friend Dave. We had a pretty good buzz going and we were listening to some good music. Clint and Dave got bored and decided to go into the house and find something on TV. Dale of course wasn’t going anywhere while Cindy was around. Cindy and I were sitting on the bed while Dale was sitting in a chair at the end of the bed. I began to think about showing her off and it wasn’t too long before I leaned over and began to kiss her. She was a little tentative at first and only let me rub her tits outside of her shirt. I would sneak peeks over at Dale and it appeared he was starting to fall …
Wife introduced me to the gang
Friday before last as I pulled into our neighborhood I noticed two pickup trucks setting in my driveway. They where both late model four wheel drives , lifted with expensive wheels and tires. I pulled around them and into my side of the garage. I pressed the door closer and as it was going down I could hear voices coming from our pool area. I opened the back door of the garage to see who was talking. There next to the shallow end of the pool was three guys. They looked to be late twenties. I walked out to see who they where. As soon as one of them saw me he called my name. I walked up to him and said do I know you? He said probably not , as he held out his hand to shake he said but we know you. The other two came over with their hands out also. I shook the first guys hand but with apprehension. I started glancing around for my wife. He picked up on that and said she's in the house getting beer. I was about to ask them what they where doing at my house when I heard the patio sliding door open. I turned to see my wife walking across the deck carrying a lunchmate cooler. She was wearing her orange bikini bottoms and that was all. She was topless. I stared at her as she came down to the pool, her thirty four b cup tits bouncing with each step. She called out to me , Hey baby your home . she came over and gave me a kiss on the lips . she then turned to the trio of studs and said I brought a small cooler of beer, help your self's. She acted so natural as if showing her tits to …
Stranger in the Bedroom
Holding my camcorder, I walk into your bedroom behind you and your hubby. I ask, "How do you get your hubby aroused when you want some sex?" "I kiss him deeply while rubbing his cock," you reply and begin to demonstrate. I fire up the camcorder and film your actions and his response. There is a glint of desire in your eye as you passionately kiss your hubby. I get a close-up of your tongue slipping into his mouth, and then I tilt down to follow your fingers caressing his crotch. The bulge in his pants tells me that he is getting turned-on. "Then I unzip his pants, pull out his cock and stroke it 'til it gets hard," you continue. I zoom into his crotch as you unzip, pull, and stroke. Your fingers lovingly work their magic as his glorious cock rises up, thick and hard. You get down on your knees and proceed to lick and suck him. Every once in a while you look up at me, a bit nervous and a bit turned-on! “God, I love the taste of my hubby’s cock,” you confess, “it’s what starts me getting wet.” I can hear your mouth slurping on his shaft, and I hope that that delicious sound gets recorded. Suddenly, you get up, and both of you quickly undress. The heat of the moment is beginning to work on both of you, and there is a rush to action. But just as you are about to take off your panties, you look over to me. “Well, Yank, aren’t you going to undress, too?” Hmmm, I say to myself, I wasn’t ready for this, but I am game for seeing this fantasy out. I strip off my shirt, shuck my pants, …
Cultivating Bettys Garden
Sunday morning brought a clear sunny and warm day and we were all expected at Grandma’s house for Sunday dinner to welcome Cousin Betty. Little did anyone know that Betty had already received my welcome package. My sister Jean knew of my night on the town with Betty but I could trust her not to say anything. After all I was fucking her too! After church we all drove out to Grandma’s house and she met us at the door and was pleased to see us all. She always took care of us and made us feel at home in her house. Cousin Betty had been visiting her and they got along great and it was a good experience for them both. Betty had helped Grandma prepare a wonderful Sunday dinner and we sat and enjoyed it and told stories about each other and things we had done. It was a fantastic day in my life and I sure enjoyed it. After dinner Betty and I had gone outside and sat on the back porch swing and were talking about the wild time we had the other night. She told me that she hadn't had that many orgasms in one night in her entire life. She leaned over and kissed me and thanked me for each one of them. I could feel my dick start to stiffen as I remembered how sweet her pussy tasted and how hard she had fucked me. I told her that she didn't have to thank me because I had probably had more fun than she did. Then I suggested that we could take a walk out behind the garage to check Grandma’s garden. Betty got a real big smile on her face and told me she would like that a lot. I took her by the …
Unrequited – Chapter 1 : Backstory
This is based on real experiences. I guess you could call it a form of therapy. ——————————————————————————————————————— I’m Sam and I’m madly in love with someone. There’s only one problem though – I have a complicated history with the guy I’m in love with. Let’s call him Matt for now. I know what you’re thinking. “Go and talk to him! Let him know how you feel!” Yeah, right. As if it’s that easy. You see, Matt and I are different like the Sahara is from the Himalayas. Matt is one of the hottest dudes in the school with a smile that can make your heart melt. He’s nice, popular, and way out of my league. You could call him the Ryan Reynolds or Ryan Gosling of our school. Both girls and boys want to go out with him for either love or a shag. I envy him being chased around though I know he’s not as smart as I am. Meanwhile, I’m just your average dude – average looks, a little round around the edges, and plain. Nothing remarkable here. I’ve won state and national championships with my wits and skills, but nobody but only a few friends care anyway. After all, I’m not the ideal poster boy for anything despite my merits. Honestly, I’d trade all my assets with his to feel wanted even just for a day. Anyway, back to this love thing. I met Matt 3 years ago in a class. I even remember the clothes he wore that day I first saw him – a yellow shirt, white pants, and this little bag he always carries with him. He …
New Assignment
Jillian knew she had the "looks." Brunette, dark-eyes, she has a near-perfect body. At 28, she is 5 feet, 8 inches tall, with 38B breast, a 22-inch waist, and 34-inch hips. She works out daily in the gym to keep that shape. Her brunette hair is shoulder length and she wears it down hanging past her shoulders. She has to admit she used that body to get doors open, wearing tight skirts, a button or two discreetly left open to show her cleavage. It brought her unwelcome sexual advances, but had also gotten her a job as a cub reporter with a local Houston network. She has no time for boyfriends; her last one thought she was a prude because she refused to have oral sex. Jillian thought it a discussing concept; making love is hard enough and she always wants to shower afterwards. He could not tolerate her lack of desire for sexual adventure, so he broke up with her. Just as well, Jillian had no time for boys as she worked to become a network anchor. Then there is the Billionaire Tycoon John Malone; Jillian still cringes when she thought about my hand sliding up her skirt. Jillian thought nothing of me asking her for a meeting, but before she could react, I shoved my hand up her skirt to the "V" in her panties. Jillian quickly jumped up and vehemently protested. I countered that Jillian was inviting me to have sex with her, dressing in short skirts, leaving her tits to be seen. Jillian realized I presented an opportunity. She began accusing me of sexual harassment, assault, …
My Photogenic Mom 12 (corrected)
12 When Susan arrived home Michael had dinner fixed and waiting for her. He had even poured her a glass of wine and put it on the table. Susan was quiet and Michael knew that she had been thinking about Harold. When he kissed her he could smell that she had already had a few drinks. This fit right in with what he had planned for later. After dinner Michael fixed Susan a couple of more drinks. He knew that usually two or three drinks usually got Susan drunk. She did not drink that often and when she did she fell asleep after a few. Michael helped Susan upstairs and after undressing her helped her into bed. He did not bother with Susan's night gown. If everything worked out she would not need it. Michael then called Kathy and told her to meet him at the mall. He knew that she could be there shortly. He also told her to bring her swim suit and to make some excuse to Jim for not returning home tonight. Michael picked up Kathy and took her to the house. When she saw Susan's car in the garage she got worried but Michael told her Susan would not be down tonight. Michael fixed Kathy a drink and brought it out to the pool. Kathy had never drank alcohol before but almost everything she had done with Michael was new to her. She liked the taste of the drink and finished it rather quickly. Michael poured her another making it stronger than the first. He helped Kathy get into her suit and they got into the pool. While they were in the pool Michael kept running his hands over Kathy's sexy …
Husbands Tale Again
Another true story about the babe from the gym I married. The last story she told me was the best. Her guy who was a Dallas Cowboy defensive lineman had approached her about going to the notorious "White House", the party house used by many of the players from Super Bowl teams. She asked if there was a party that would be going on. He told her that that was the point. It was a private party for defensive linemen only. And SHE was going to BE the party. All the players that knew her liked her. The ones that had fucked her, and there were about four already that had, thought she was awesome, particularly because she liked them to cum in her. That made her special and particularly hot. They had asked him to ask her, with all due respect of course. Was she interested? And if so what would she wish to have in return? I just stood there, grinning, my dick getting immediately rock hard. This was the kicker. Well two. For as long as I could recall, I had not only gotten aroused by a young black guy fucking a mature white woman, but a gangbang by them. I'd always thought that made me a true pervert and never told anyone before. Same with cash. Girls that make arrangements for cash are just too cool. Not bad, not slutty, not prostitutes. Just awesomely cool and sexy for doing it. Why shouldn't every girl have that option? I couldn't believe this. So I told her all this and added, "If you were my girl, I'd be honored to see you do a party and …
Bounds To Help My Friends
Having decided to leave my husband and needing to get away for a fewdays, my good friends Robert and Lucy have said that I can crash in their spare room. I arrive at their house still in shock, but thankful to have such good support. They have offered me their hospitality for a few weeks as they live out in the countryside and it gives me time away from the daily pressures of life to collect my thoughts and feelings and to work out what to do next. As I get settled in my room Lucy brings up a cup of tea for me. She hugs me before she leaves, her arms are around my neck and our breasts are pressed together. My arms are around her waist and my head is on her shoulder. I shed some tears so she hugs me tighter and it is comforting. After a few minutes, Lucy leaves to cook dinner and I unpack some of my clothes. I so enjoy the peace and quiet of the countryside and I can look out over the green fields and swaying trees. A big, open window lets in a gentle breeze and from my vantage point I can see Robert gardening. I stand and stare at his bare, sweaty chest, his strong arms and long tanned legs. I hear Lucy call to say dinner is almost ready so I pull myself away from the sexy sight, push the naughty thoughts aside and head downstairs. Lucy has prepared a lovely meal for the three of us and the funny and interesting conversation, coupled with a few bottles of wine soon help me forget my worries. As I feel the wine taking effect I suggest that I had better go to bed, so I kiss …
Making A Cheating Wife Squirt
A couple of years ago I was out with a few friends at a local bar. It was a very upscale establishment located in an area of town filled with private golf courses and large homes. This of course brought in a cliental that offered very good scenery while enjoying a couple beers. On this saturday night it seemed like every booth was packed full of gorgeous housewives out with their friends and beautiful couples out for the night without their k**s. Me and my two friends that joined me that night looked very out of place in this bar. This was not your typical college bar atmosphere and the place was rarely frequented by people in their 20's. That, however, is what brought us to this particular bar. We where bored of seeing the same downtown bar sluts week after week and wanted to check out something a little more mature, a little more unobtainable. "The MILFs are out tonight eh boys?" My friend stated as we scanned the room My eyes surveyed the stunning women that filled the bar. I looked down at their hands looking for wedding rings and found that nearly all the women there where married. I don't look for this for the reason most men might, to see which women are available. Instead I am attracted to the sight of a wedding ring on a woman's hand. I had always imagined most married women as bored with their sex lives, looking for something new and different. The thought of making a married woman scream in pleasure like her husband never could was one of my deepest fantasies. At …
stepdaughter loving 3
It was Saturday morning And I sat at the kitchen table eating my breakfast, Trish my loving wife was stood by the kettle making a shopping list when Kim walked in. My stepdaughter looked stunning as ever in a small T-shirt and little shorts, showing off her slim toned light ebony body. Her little nipples were sticking up against the material of her top as she stood in front of me and I unintentionally stared longer than I should. "Morning daddy" she smiled I quickly glanced away and said good morning hoping my wife hadn't noticed. Fortunately she hadn't, she was still busy writing out her list. "What you doing today mom?" asked Kim turning around so I could see her tight little ass cheeks stretching the material of her shorts. "Shopping Kim" replied Trish looking up "And why can't you get dressed before you come down stairs?" "I was hungry" replied Kim grabbing a box of cereals of the counter. Then she sat down at the table opposite me and I had to stare down at my breakfast to stop my self looking down her T-shirt. "Are you going daddy?" she asked "No your fathers got some jobs to do around the house" replied Trish before I could answer. "Oh good" whispered Kim grinning naughtily. Then as I sat there finishing my breakfast I suddenly felt something touching the inside of my leg and glancing down I saw Kim's little bare foot between my legs resting on my crotch. I glanced up and she was smiling at me and then her toes began to caress the bulge in my trousers. "Oh god" I …
I Kissed a Girl
She just kept grabbing me and kissing me when nobody was looking, but things didn't stop there…
beach fun for all
I loved taking my wife to the nudist beach, espically mid week, when it was mainly just guys there, we had found a nice spot just in the dunes where we could still see the water, but had some privacy, it didnt take long for the guys to know a good looking woman was on the beach, as often they would walk along with us, to see where we sat, I always took a large blanket, spreading it out we both lay naked, Joy with her legs open for every one to see, guys took their time as they walked past, most happy to stand and watch her, most sat down and some started to play with their cocks, so when I played with her tits or pussy thier cocks grew bigger still, then Joy sucked my cock, that really got thier attention. Some now sat closer to get a good view of us, my cock slipped into her wet cunt, setting her of one a run of orgasms, then her face was hit with a ream of hot cum, one horny guy blew his load over us, she licked it up, then asked for more.The guys got closer, some touching her boobs, as I continued to fuck her, now it was time, I pulled out, looking around to find the biggest cock,then offered him her cunt, he went right in, his balls hitting her ass cheecks with every thrust into her wet snatch. Joy was enjoying her new fucker, her orgasm letting the other guys know she was getting fucked hard, then his balls let loose, his body jerking cum deep into her snatch, as others filled her mouth. As he moved of, other jostalled to fuck her, I told them not to hurry, they would …
The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 5-9
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 05 Why Couldn’t They Have Been Trolls? “Yum, I can’t wait to crack open their bones, and suck out their marrow. That’s my favorite part, Lorrey.” For some reason I can’t quite put my finger on, that really isn’t the best sentence to hear when waking up. To make matters worse, my feet are dead, and three large green creatures are dancing around a small fire. Nauseously, they’re doing that on the ceiling. Or I’m hanging upside down by my feet. Yeah, probably the later one. My head feels like Zeus tried to play roller derby in it, and my eyes are bulging from having been down-side-up for too long. The ropes around my ankles and wrists have caused them to go numb. “Angela,” I whisper, hoping the ugly things won’t be able to hear me while they talk about how they’re going to cook us. “I’m here,” she says loudly enough to make me flinch. “Don’t worry, they have terrible hearing.” I look at the creatures again, and a thought hits me. “Shouldn’t they have turned to stone in the sunlight?” “That’s trolls that suffer from that curse. These are orcs. Somewhat smarter and not quite as ugly,” she replies calmly, and I realize she must have a plan for getting us out of here. “Naw, I prefer to suck out their marrow before cracking their bones,” a different orc states. Smarter than Trolls? How dumb can trolls be? “How are we going to get out of here?” I ask, hoping to be let in on it. “They’ll cook and eat you first,” she tells me evenly, …
The Life of Ry, Ch. 1
-This is almost a 100% true story. Only names have been changed. One more week until Sophomore year started. I had just made this realization as I walked into my new school for their orientation. I opened the door to let my father and my younger brother into the main foyer of the school where the secretaries, principal, and other staff, that the students don't care to make interaction with unless required, remained. The school was small, really small. Containing a population of 200 students in whole and includes grades not 9-12, but 6-12. I honestly don’t know why the fuck I chose to come here other than the fact that it’s a charter school for media arts. It’s called MACCS, or Media Arts Collaborative Charter School. It is a two story school with two main halls, the top one, and the bottom one. The first story of the building was mainly, if not all classes excluding the main office. It was all new to me because I transferred over from a public school consisting of 2,000 students and none of them were 6-8. I walked down the main hall of the first story, looking at all the classes as I walked through. It’s like looking for a house on a straight street. My father and brother, Kyle, was following me to the end of the hall until we reached the stairs to head to the cafeteria, yes the cafeteria is upstairs. The steps went up half way of the building then you'd loop around and start heading the other half up to the second story. Voices were getting louder as I could no longer make …
College life spring semester 3
******************* After we screamed `Happy Birthday', Corey had the oddest look on his face. "There's one little problem. My birthday was yesterday." "Oh well… who cares?" Kris shouted. I walked up to him and threw my arms around Corey's neck. "Corey, I won't lie to you but I forgot…" Tears flooded my eyes. "It's okay, Matt." "I still feel awful and hope this will make up for it," I said. "It sure looks like it will," Corey stated and wiped the tears streaming down my face. We shared a long kiss in front of the gathering. Breaking the kiss, we looked around with all eyes on us. "Ahhh, ain't that so sweet," Scott said. "I'm ready for some birthday cake. The smell is killin' me," Colt stated. Corey smiled, "I am too." Corey walked over to see the cake I had bought him. We lit the two candles before Corey blew them out. "Alright, we have a surprise for Corey before we cut the cake," Kris said. Someone turned on some music. It was playing `Happy Birthday'. Scott walked up to Corey. I had no idea what was going on. Scott pushed Corey down to have a seat. He started singing `Happy Birthday' to him and trying to be like the famous Marilyn Monroe. Scott started by throwing off his track coat then he unsnapped his track pants to reveal a thong. I started cracking up with Scott rubbing all over Corey. Now everyone was laughing with Corey not knowing what to make of this. The next song, "It's Raining Men", came on which Scott danced his best with all of us laughing hysterically …
Fucking baby
Amy was bored and needed some new entertainment. She thought about going to clubs but didn't want to waste money. All her friends moved out of town or found new friends so she had no luck there. Walking to the hall bathroom she heard noises. She lived in a 1 bedroom 1 bathroom apartment with her four year old daughter Kari & 9 year old son Teri. She gave the kids the room & slept on the sofa. She slowly crept up to the half opened room door & peeked in. She finally found something to keep her entertained. Kari was naked humping her sleeping brother crotch. Amy giggled quietly at her cuteness. After a minute of Kari grinding on her brother he woke up. His erection was stiff and sticking from his boxers. He stroked it and amy watched as Kari started sucking his cock. She was surprised but happy to watch. Kari sucked like she's been doing this for years. Amy rubbed her wet cunt thru her panties. Teri instructed his sister on her back. His small cock slid ride in her little pussy. They were fucking like small pro. Her pussy got wetter with their moans. She finger fucked herself being as quiet as possible to not interrupted the fun. He pulled out made het turn around and went back in from the back this time humping het harder til it sounded like she was crying. He moaned as his body jerked & he came inside of her. They were soon both fast asleep. She grabbed her toys and ended her night pleasing herself. The next day that was all she could think about she wanted to see more but …
The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan
Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan Copyright 2014 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Cast of Characters Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. Poisoned by Burke as they fought. Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle's First Wife. Kidnapped by Zaritha and taken to the Hidden Realm. Fatima Unmei : Kyle's younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart. Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle's long-time girlfriend turned third wife. Fumi Unmei nee Nakamura: Kyle's fourth wife. A succubus-like Yuki-onna and wielder of Windfeather. She is blind. Britney Kingston: Kyle's best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate. Wielder of Waterclaw. Enemies Principal Burke: The identity assumed by Alphonse of Toulouse, a nine-hundred-year-old knight. A warlock serving Hecate. Killed by Kyle. Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy. Hecate: The Dark Goddess that both Ms. Franklin and Burke served. Sent a familiar to seize Faiza's soul when she died. Zaritha: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. Joined Kyle's harem to cement her alliance to attack Burke. When Burke was killed, she kidnapped Aaliyah and took her to the Unseen …
Finding Joy
Finding Joy My name is Joy Krammer. The only thing I can say about myself is that I would disappear in a group of three. I am so average that it is scary. I am 33, married, two k**s, an accountant, brown hair and eyes, 140 pounds, 5’ 6”, average build and an average life. I attended my k**’s soccer games, concerts and school events. I went to the PTA meetings and volunteered for various good causes. Even my sex life was average since my husband and I made love every Thursday night and Sunday morning. Perfectly average; at least until I had an experience that changed my life. I was coming home on a Thursday night after an out of town business trip. I was running late and knew that I would not get home until after the k**s were in bed. I still had another hour drive ahead of me but I had a problem. I had to pee so bad! I decided the next exit would have to be it. I could see there was a gas station so I pulled off. Once I got to the top of the ramp and I was very disappointed to see that the station was closed. Shit! What was I going to do? Then I saw there was another business but it was an adult book store. I had to pee so bad! Ok, I just need to use their bathroom, I could do this. I pulled into the parking lot and could see there were several other cars. I got out of the car and walked in the store. The first impact was the smell. It was hard to describe but in the back of my mind it said “sex”. I looked around and saw a guy setting behind a counter. “Can I use your …
Moms friends
Finally summer holidays had arrived! Brad had just finished his sophomore year in high school. He had even managed to raise that ever struggling geography grade so his parents weren't going to insist he worked on it during the holidays. This was actually a bit of a surprise, so for now the grand plan was to practice football and hang out with his friends and then relax as much as possible in between. "My condolences .. yeah? .. oh? .. sounds nice! .. oh wow, that's kind of short notice .. I'm pretty sure Ted has to work, but maybe I can bring Brad". Brad had stepped through the door while his mom, Evelyn or Lyn to her friends, was on the phone. He promptly got her attention enough to show her the piece of paper that should spell total freedom for the duration of the summer. "Ooohh nice! I guess a bit of moms tutoring paid off? … Huh? oh that was for my son, he just handed me his grades. Would you believe a bit of studying with his mom earned him a respectable grade in Geography? What are your plans for the next couple of weeks honey?" Lyn had looked up at Brad and angled the phone down a bit. It wouldn't sound much different for the person on the phone, but it was enough for Brad to register she was talking to him again. "Ohh, not much, just hanging with a couple of mates I guess". "Sure we would love to help out. Me and Brad. For the full 2 weeks. I look forward to seeing you girls again too". Lyn hung up and put the cell phone down on the kitchen table. "Mom, who was …
Satisfied by loyalsock
Selia's day had been too long and too hard, one of those demanding, nothing-goes-right days that makes you want to scream your head off. But it was over now and all she had to do was get through the rush-hour traffic and make it home. Everything would be all right then. Of that, she was sure. Turning into the driveway faster than she should, Selia knocked the gearshift into park, grabbed her purse, and nearly stumbled in her rush out of the car. She barged through the back door with only one thing on her mind. Her bulging handbag landed on the recliner seat and her keys hit the kitchen table with a thump. She passed by the stack of mail on the tiled counter without a second glance, pulling her sweater over her head, throwing it on the floor as she sped through the den. She hurried up the stairs, reaching the top winded. The bedroom door stood open. She burst through then came to a halt. Her eyes greedily took in the object of her haste and she f***ed herself to draw a deep calming breath. Russell looked up. His sexy mouth slowly curved into a smile, his special reassuring smile that always made Selia feel at home. He tossed the sports magazine aside and propped himself higher against the headboard, his muscular body perfectly at ease in its nudity. With the adjustment, he drew up one leg to bend his knee. The other leg lay heavily over the rumpled sheets. Selia tore her gaze away from his face, letting it slip past the broad shoulders, the sparsely haired chest, the flat …