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 …
One Thousand Apologies – Part 1 (censored)
This is a censored version of Part 1, posted only after the original version had been ripped out by the roots, twice, removing all comments and counts of view and votes, because it depicted teenagers in love. However, this morning I posted Part 4, and in fairness to new readers who would want to know how the story begins (and would not be able to if Part 1 and Part 2 are gone from the site), I am backing down and posting censored versions. This is a true story, with a beginning, middle, and end. How the story plays out depend on all the details, including the ages of the people in the story – therefor I cannot lie and pretend they were ages other than what they actually were. Instead I use a wink and a nod, never being explicit, so you can let your imagination fill in the blanks. FYI, the uncensored Part 1 had 36k reads and a 92.3% approval when it was yanked ———————————————————————————————————– One Thousand Apologies And knowing what I've done to you, With every thought you suffer through My heart as black as evil can And everything I could have been, Erased by what I wanted then I couldn't think a lesser man All the delicate ways That I deepened our graves My apology pales ———————————————————————————————————– We buried my cousin last week. Fucking breast cancer – she was only forty eight. She had announced her illness on Facebook …
Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start
Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Note: This story is dedicated to Jamie who requested this perverse tale. Jamie you are one naughty deviant. Note 2: And thanks to Estragon for his dedicated copy editing. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start Ever look back on your life and try to pinpoint exactly when your life changed? It is almost never anything dramatic, but usually a decision that is out of character with what you thought your values and personality were. Almost always you make a choice that forever alters who you are…for me that day happened only a week ago. I was working as a receptionist at a dentist’s office when my life changed dramatically. I would like to say it happened overnight, but I had always had lingering doubts about my sexuality. I mean I liked men…actually I loved men, but I often had vivid dreams of being with girls. The older I got the more intense the dreams, and my subconscious began to wonder what it would be like to be with a girl. Yet society's expectations held me back, as did my conservative upbringing. Also, my circle of friends and my live-in boyfriend limited the possibility exponentially. But life has a funny way of just throwing you in a whirlwind gaining speed and spinning your life into one full force tornado…which brings me to how I became a lesbian submissive. ***** At twenty-three, my life was as typical as most. I lived with a man I loved and assumed I would one day marry, I had a great group of friends who had similar …
Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Copywrite: 2000
Chapter One 1st Tuesday It’s a cold grind as Mike pulls away through the stoplights in Revelstoke and starts the climb towards Golden. He isn’t in the best of moods this trip. He misses a gear and curses, glaring at a tan Cadillac with Oregon plates as it swishes by throwing slush and water up the front of his rig. “Bastard tourists!!” Mike waves his closed fist at the windshield, “Watch him!! He’ll cut me off now!!” Lenny just grunts with a small smile. “I told ya!! See that!!”, Mike explodes in fury. “Shouldn’t allow people like that on the roads when it starts to snow.” Lenny knows what is really bugging Mike and it's not the tourist but he knows enough to say nothing. He watches the sun sparkle off the new fallen snow. It’s May but you never know what to expect for weather up here in the parks of western Canada. Roger’s Pass could be clear and dry when they get there or it could be like it is here, wet and slushy. You have to be ready for anything this time of year. As they pull under the ‘Road Conditions’ sign it says Number 1 is wet with slippery patches through Glacier National Park. There’s no mention of Roger’s Pass. Lenny looks out across the town of Revelstoke in deep shade with lights winking on in section after section of the town. With a little luck they’ll be into Golden before midnight. It feels like they’ve been on the road for two days instead of one. They had left Port Coquitlam early this morning and got into Kelowna before the warehousemen went for …
What friends are for (Remake)
Warning! This story is extremely hardcore and should not be read by anyone. This chapter contains: Snuff, Death, Extreme Violence, Incest, Bisexual themes, and Oral Sex. After Sammy's father is brutally murdered right before his eyes, his mother is the first to comfort him. What friends are for Chapter one Another hot day in the middle of Georgia, Sammy and his family have arrived at a local flea-market per usual. In ritualistic fashion they come every Sunday, looking across the multitude of tables in hopes of finding something new or cheap. Sam was an average 18 year old teenage boy with a dirty mind, mainly influenced by his friends. Growing up around them he had developed a unique sexual character, enjoying nearly every different fetish or fantasy. It was something he hid very well, known only to his group of friends. His father, an unremarkable man of 38 was a car salesmen for a local dealership, making a good living for his family. Although not the most intimidating, he constantly found himself pushed around by other men who would flirt with his wife, or bully his son. Recent stress from his job had caused him to become lackluster in bed, which then turned into erectile dysfunction, something Sammy's friends found hilarious, giving him the nickname: Limp Dick. Lastly was his mother Donna, who at 37 years old looked fantastic. A former cheerleader in high-school she had continued with enough rigorous exercise to stay fit and curvy. With dazzling green eyes, her once …
I have a proposal for you
Hi, my name is Gail, I am a 17 year old High School Student and this is my story. First let me describe myself, I am about 5 ft. 4 inches tall with long red hair and green eyes, I weigh about 110 dripping wet, and I am always dripping wet if you know what I mean. I have nice perky 35 inch “B” cup titties with small pink nipples, a slim curvy waist and what I would say is an incredible ass. Oh, have I mentioned that I love sex? Well I do. Ever since I lost my cherry, I knew that I was going be doing this a lot! I just simply love sex and can’t seem to get enough. I have even gone so far as to come up with a few fantasies that pushes the envelope a little, but are things that most guys my age are not willing to try. So if there is anything I could change about my sex life would be finding guys my age that are confident enough with themselves that are willing to get a little freaky with me. Being a High School student, you can imagine that I live at home with my parents and a younger brother. Because both my parents work the evening shift and don’t get home till close to midnight, it is usually up to me to prepare dinner for Rick and myself. Well now that you have the back story, let me tell you how it all began, it was a Tuesday as I remember, I was a bit late getting home because I was hanging out with my best friend Becky. When I got home, I just tossed my bag on the couch and went to Rick’s room to talk about dinner. Not thinking, I simply opened the door and said “Hey …
My First BBC
It was not long before I told my wife about who I really am, that I was having serious desires to be taken by a real man. I have / had no true preference, but something about getting pounded by a cocky and arrogant black guy really turned me on. But I wasn't looking for some thug or prick to just have me. I wanted a man!!! A black man…..a BBC man!!! One who had a hot bod, aggressive demeanor, and of course a huge cock. So I had my expectations, and I was anxious for this experience. I had been dressing in full for a while at this point, but my wife wasn't actually aware. Porn was just not enough anymore. So I did a little browsing on Craigslist and saw that there were plenty of guys that were interested in getting dirty with a TS….but I was just a CD! I was nervous and didn't know what to do,but I knew there was a chance for me to get involved with this side of the sexual spectrum as well. So I waited till the next available free / alone time I had, and decided to get super cute and pretty. At this time, I didn't really have any of my own clothes, so I went to the closet, found my wife's cutest bikini and put it on. I ripped all my boy clothes off, and slipped into the bikini. Nothing beats the feeling of sliding the soft and tight bottoms of a bikini, up and over your booty as it holds snug that gurly clit, tucked tight between the legs. I was feeling so horny. I got all cute, and put on make-up. My wife had a blonde wig that we used for naughty play, so I grabbed that …
Helena tied up on the bed
Helena tied up on the bed Helena and me were on a weekend holiday out from the town and of course, out from our dear hubbies… We were having dinner during our second night at the hotel, when she looked at me with her beautiful sexy eyes and said: “I want you to tie me up to the bed, come here to the bar, pick a handsome black man willing to fuck and return to our bedroom with him”. “Sure, baby, why not” I answered really amused… We came back to our room and she got laid on the bed in a sexy pose. I tied her wrists loosely but firm to the bed poles, then her ankles to the bottom ends; she was laid there in her sexy cat suit, her thighs wide open, then I slipped a black velvet handkerchief on her beautiful eyes… I said “Do not miss me, babe, I am coming back soon” As I made my way out of the door I walked back and licked her clit through the fabric, making her moan as a wild cat. Downstairs at the lobby I saw the perfect match for Helena: A nice, handsome black man in his mid-thirties, having some shots at the bar. I got talking to him and soon he was convinced I was a very horny single mature woman looking for some black cock. After two margaritas, I said him: “Come upstairs with me, I have a surprise for you”. As we made our way upstairs I told him “Do you like anal?”. He quickly answered yes. I opened the door and we walked in; Helena said: “About time already”. I turned to the black man and said quietly “Shhhhhh”, as I walked over my loving friend and looked at her pussy, …
Faerie Circles
The rains had come aplenty with the early spring, and everything seemed so much greener than March ought to be. I honestly didn’t think much of Helen’s plan for our outing today, as I knew our path leading back into the woods would be awash with watery ruts the tractor had left in the narrow dirt lane going back through the hay-fields. The odds of us getting our biskees paddled for dragging our hems through the mud were pretty good. Helen never let such practical concerns fetter her freedom of spirit of course, and I knew I was in for some muddy slogging when we got past the barnyard, if I broke down and agreed to go with her. I would, of course! Marlee would follow her anywhere, and Helen knew that if Marlee went, I’d relent and tag along too. It just wasn’t fair having a girl so cute as Marlee wrapped around her little finger, but Helen's charms seemed nearly as bountiful as her prematurely developed bosoms, and I had fallen victim to them even before Marlee had. Marlee’s particular charms, on the other hand, I felt were more justly deserved. Her smile alone had me enthralled, since the afternoon her parents had brought her over from their new house next door and introduced us. So it was agreed. I would take them back beyond the hay field, and show them where the new fairy-circles were hiding under the edge of the sycamore grove, even though Helen was determined to find them with or without me. Whether or not we would truly disappear when we stepped into one of the …
Beach fun with ex-gf
Hi All, New to this site but hope to make some decent friends and share some fun – here's a quick story about the first time my ex and I let other people watch us play with each other. It makes me horny when I remember it and my ex gf became a lot kinkier and wasn't as shy as she had been beforehand. We were on holiday and were spending the morning at the beach. There was an older couple near to us that smiled and said hello to us as we lay our towels down near to them. I watched as they both watched as my girlfriend took of her skirt, revealing her new white bikini that was almost see through. The woman next to us rolled onto her side and adjusted her bathing suit, fondling her big tits slowly for me to see. Her husbands cock was semi hard under his underwear he was wearing instead of bathers. They kept perving on us as we rubbed suncream on each other and I didn't mind letting them watch as I slowly applied the suncream, sliding my gf's bathers up her ass crack and gently rubbing her bum and sliding my hands up against her pussy and she spread her legs apart not noticing the older couple watching. A lady wearing only a black g-string under her white sarong walked past along the beach and glanced casually looked down as I finished applying the last of the suncream onto my gf's back – her bathers nicely wedged up her cute ass and her legs parted enough for the lady to catch a glimpse of her white bikini fabric pressed tight against her juicy pussy lips. My gf facing towards …
The Preachers Wife part 2
Good girl, wife of preacher suddenly turns hedonistic slut when her husband boards a plane and she rides home with another man from the congregation! This is part 2 of the story that reveals the preacher’s wife might not be such a prim and proper prude after all!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Julie led me into the on suite Master bath. In truth, I would have followed that preacher’s wife ass of hers anywhere she wanted to lead me! Walking behind her going up the stairs from the basement had allowed me to see just how unflattering the clothing she wore really was! Her legs were perfectly proportioned and at their tops, rounded into nice hips and an ass that bore testimony to lots of time spent leading women’s groups in aerobics at the church!! The tan lines were distinct and made the transition from her legs to her ass all the sexier. When I asked what her husband thought about her lying outside in a bikini, she laughed and said Dale preferred it to the idea of her lying on a tanning bed nude, but not by much! She touched some controls on the wall next to the shower and water began pouring out of an overhead rainmaking shower head and two shower heads to either side that were just above head height. Julie took my hand and stepped over the low threshold and into the glass enclosed shower. She led me in to a built in bench in ther corner where the water played gently over my body and then she stepped directly into the center of the shower and let the water run down over her head, …
Older woman wank in the school toilet
I was lucky enough when younger to be at a boarding school, in the middle of nowhere. Now the school was mixed in the sixth form, and that is when I joined. So there were lots of girls around and lots of female teachers too. In the house where I boarded was a really nice looking MILF – although back then the term MILF wasn’t formed – who managed the house. She was in her late 30s and always seemed to be wearing classic English lady clothes, such as a skirt, tights or stockings (from what we could see) a blouse and jacket. Her titties were always hidden but she showed some cleavage, and with her hair up (blonde hair) she always looked good. She had an office that had its back to the male toilets – so with a certain angle you could always see the back of her and the back of her legs. I tried to find 15 minutes on most days to go into the cubicles, with perhaps a porn-mag, and jerk off. I must have wasted gallons of spunk there, jerking away to those legs, ass and the profile of her head. This was fine, and for a sixteen year old boy and I got more and more bold. I used to keep wanking off as she walked around and often I thought she had seen me and showed more and more flesh. One day the best, or perhaps worst thing happened. She saw me, looked me in the eye and asked what I was doing. In a panic I pulled up my trousers, somehow got my boner inside my boxers and got out of there. It took a few days before I got the courage to go back to the cubicle to have another wank. …
f****y Camping Trip
2 friends want to spent the summer together and this get discovered Abigail flung her bag onto Olive’s chair and threw herself down onto her best friends pure white bed making her long black hair spread out around her head. She locked her beautiful green eyes onto Olive as she exhaled sharply “I just found out that instead of staying home like we do every summer my dad planned this camping trip, we are going out to a f****y cabin somewhere in the middle of nowhere. You have to come with me Olive, my dad says it’s okay if I bring a friend along. You’re the only one I’d even consider bringing, plus I’d miss you way too much being apart.” she said motioning for Olive to join her on the bed. She wrapped her arms around Olive waist and kissed her behind her ear. “Abs you know I want to spend all of my time with you, but I have to run it past the parents first.” Olive said as she pressed herself into Abbys encircling arms as she pulled her head around into a passionate kiss. Olive felt her friends hand slip underneath her shirt and find her bare breasts. As her friends hand encircled her tits she felt her nipples harden and press against Abbys palms. Abigail rolled her friend over onto her back as she ran her hand along Olive’s pale white flesh, her long red hair flowing over her shoulders as a soft moan escaped her pink kissable lips. Her skin flushed at her lovers touch as it always did. Ever since that first night years ago when they were both young teens exploring their …
Nikki and her Brother
Nikki was very pretty. And, on top of that, she was friendly with an out-going disposition. So, with lovely curves and at about 5'3", she always had the attention of every guy in the room. And, when I was beside her, I could tell that every guy was envious of me. But growing up, Nikki had always had a crush on her older brother. She often told her brother that he was very handsome – and she meant it. Like her, he had blue eyes. And while Nikki had blond hair, her brother’s was light brown. Her brother didn't know it, but in bed at night, she would often fantasize about losing her virginity to him. The Shed As a child, she would often follow him around the neighborhood. He would try to lose her, especially if he was with his friends. Of course, since she was only 12 while he was 15, he usually wouldn’t play with her. But Nikki and her brother, when they did play together, would often play in the back shed. The shed stored tools, but there was enough space out there for a makeshift playroom, really just a mattress on the floor. Sometimes, her brother would play cards there with his friends, locking the door behind him so that she couldn’t join them. By the time her brother was 15 he would sometimes take girls back there and lock the door. What her brother didn’t know was that she could peek through some boards in the back of the shed and see everything they were doing. She saw them kiss sometimes. For a while, they didn’t do anything naughty back there. But as time went by …
Need Insurance?
I’m only in my early thirties, but I have already experience so much as far as job employment. Not that I can’t hold down a job, but I like to explore my options. When I find something I like, I tend to stay with it for many years. One road led me to insurance sales. I worked my ass off preparing myself for the state exam, spent many long hours training with my managers to prepare me to go out on my own one day and make a living. Our line of work wasn’t easy, of course, I had to learn to cold call people and set up appointments where they would let me, a complete stranger, come into their home and do a presentation. I usually worked about an hour out of my home town. We worked with a lot of union workers and the town I would go to was a small town filled with many generations of coal miners. I never felt nervous with any of these people. Thinking back on the situation, I guess it was actually quite scary. I never knew who’s house I was going to walk into, and anything could have happened to me. It was about a year into the job, I was doing pretty well for myself. The insurance plans were affordable and made for the working family, so it was an easy sale almost all the time. One day in particular though, was a rough day, it seemed like nothing was going my way. My 3 o’clock appointment canceled before I had even left the office, my 4 o’clock canceled when I was half way to the house and I had left my purse at home with my credit card in it. Luckily I scrounged up about $5.00 …
My Day with James
James and I had met through a craigslist ad i had posted a few weeks before but we never actually hooked up.We emailed back and fourth for about a week before I finally decided I was ready to meet.My heart raced and my hands shook as i typed the message that would change everything."Hey,I think I'm ready to do this."James replied within minutes,”Perfect I have tomorrow off.I’ll get a hotel room and pick you up in the morning,that way we can spend the whole day together.”My heart skipped a beat i was so excited i couldn’t believe that this was actually happening,”That sounds great!I’ll see you tomorrow.” I didn’t sl**p a wink that night.I tossed and turned thinking of all the things i wanted him to do to me my cock throbbed as i imagined his strong hands caressing every inch of my body.It was pure torture,but some how I managed to fall asl**p and was woken by the sound of my phone buzzing on the night stand.This was it,There was no turning back.I reached over,grabbed my phone and read the message,”On my way be there in 20 mins.”I leapt out of bed and rushed to the shower,cleaned myself up and was barely ready when I got the “here” text.I went outside and saw his black Honda Accord in my driveway i could feel my heart beat in my hands as i fumbled my keys trying to lock up my house.I walked up to the car and there he was.James A muscular man with a little bit of a stomach which i found so sexy he had jet black hair and piercing green eyes.I was speechless at the sight of …
Seans Story: Chapter 3
Sean’s Story Chapter3: For Laramie I was now a high school student and the world was new. Six months had passed since that disasterous night at Sarah’s house. At first some people gave me shit but that didn’t last long. Mostly I just stayed home for a while and heard what people said through Casey. Tori had spread some shit about me, like that I had a really small dick and that I came the second she put her mouth around me, but I didn’t care much. Three weeks after the incident Brian tried fucking a girl in the ass and got shit all over his dick. Everyone forgot about me and Tori overnight and moved on. I, of course, didn’t forget and decided to remove some people from my life. Tori and Sarah were at the top of my “couldn’t give a fuck about you” list and ignoring them wasn’t difficult. For the most part I just went on with my life. I was open with my sexuality around school. I didn’t flaunt it but I didn’t seek to hide it. I’ll be honest. I was always pretty distant from the ideal of masculinity so I was picked on by some of the older guys but it was mostly “Hey fag.” Nobody dared make it physical. That was, until somebody did. It was just after first block on a Tuesday when it happened. I didn’t even know who he was at the time. He was a year older than me and took my gayness as an affront to his, apparently very thin-skinned, deity. I was walking to my next class in the main hallway when it happened. “Hey, faggot.” This again? You’d think they would learn some material. …
The Cheater
He walked out of the bar, following him, still not quite believing he had agreed to the suggestion. Still not sure he would actually follow through. He hadn’t done this since he was in college, and then only once. And he had been at that frat party and well over served. That was a dozen years ago, and buried deep in his mind. Earlier that evening, Jason had fought yet again with Cheryl, his wife of nearly eleven years. They had been having problems ever since his company had laid off about 40 people in the last year. He was still there, but doing the work that three people had been doing before. He was working long hours, but since he was salaried, still bringing in the same amount of money. He had been approached by a recruiter about a better job, and Cheryl wanted him to take it. Jason was reluctant because it was with a start-up company and he felt it was too risky. He stormed out, got in his car and started driving. He had no idea where he was going, but after driving around awhile saw a club called Hunters Place, that looked pretty busy. He decided to check it out and pulled into the lot, parked and went in. Without really paying much attention, he sat down at the bar and ordered a beer. He glanced over to the dance floor where a scantily clad girl was dancing on one of several platforms. He watched her while he nursed the beer. After about fifteen minutes, she was replaced by another girl. Not bad, he thought to himself. Jason ordered another beer and a shot of …
Brandy (Chapter 3)
A Pleasurable Walk Home Michael put his hand around her waist as he walked her next door. She looked up and saw his bedroom window dark, Cindy already in bed. Her parent’s window was also dark. No one would be expecting them. Her mind raced. What would he do to me? What would he make me do? She had seen the bulge in his pants. Would I have to satisfy him tonight? Would he make me do it with my hand or something else? They kept walking, Brandy’s nervous as she got close to her house. His hand was still on her waist, but he made no move beyond that. Was I supposed to do something? Should I touch his cock? She didn’t turn around when she reached her door, confused, afraid of doing something that might make him change his mind. Her hands trembled as she took out her keys, putting the key in the lock. She began to turn the key, her heart racing. “Put your hands on the door.” His voice was demanding, her heart stopped beating. She put her hands in front of her, her palms carefully on the front of the door. “High up, I want that lovely teenage body stretched out while I touch you.” His cock reared up in excitement. He wanted to grab her hand and make her take his cock out and masturbate him. He fought his excitement. He wanted to prolong this. Four years he has been watching her trying to seduce her. Four years of him denying her and himself. He would make her suffer the same. She would get what she wants and more, but he would take her slowly, make her want him as much as he …
Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 2
Xena was having a nightmare. She awoke, screaming. But reality turned out to be worse than the nightmare. She went on screaming. Finally, mental and physical exhaustion overcame her. She sank down into a hideously troubled half-sl**p. With fierce desperation she fought to erase any thoughts of the future from her mind. It was by no means completely possible. At some point she jerked up on her plank-bed, hearing the bolts on her cell being drawn back. Were they coming for her? Her mind screamed in terror. Two uniformed Overseers entered the room. Xena cringed back, eyes wide, sobbing. “Lie face down, slave,” came the order. Xena did so… and found her buttocks and thighs being covered with cold healing liquid. For a few moments it was joy. Then the pain in her lacerated flesh seemed to double. She knew, in time, that the healing liquid would do its work but, for the moment, her torments seemed to double. “Lie face up, slave.” Weeping, Xena turned over. Her tenderlysore breasts were covered with the liquid. Xena screamed more intensely. The pain was unbelievable. “This one’s got good tits,” said one of the Overseers. “Not bad,” said the other. They rose, left the cell… and their victim to sobbing solitude. The bolts were shot again. Princess Alexena lay, naked and striped, suffering the torments of the damned. chained in a bleak cold cell from which escape was completely impossible. She wept unrestrainedly. Xena woke to hear the bolts being drawn back again. Her terror was …
The Family That Cums Together Stays Together
The Family that Cums together Stays Together Pt.1 Chapter one: The Hunger Within In the summer of 2013 Brad and Ashley West were a typical upper middle income couple. They had been sweethearts from the fourth grade all the way through college. Married in 1994 they seemed to be the perfect couple. Ashley loved her life and never regretted for an instant her decision to become a home maker instead of seeking her own career. After graduation from college Brad had found employment and over the years had worked his way up to CFO of a large corporation and they had a very comfortable lifestyle. They lived in a gated community in an upscale home and were active members in their country club. Brad was an active golfer when he found the time which had been getting rarer and rarer since his last promotion. Ashley loved tennis and was quite good at it, much to the chagrin of the other soccer moms against which she played. Her love of the game was a huge factor in her model like shape at her age. Last year their son Doug had left home to attend college out of state and recently, Arianna, their daughter, had graduated high school. Her and Brad were on the verge of becoming empty nesters leaving Ashley with more and more time on her hands. Ashley found herself looking for things to occupy her mind and time. Ashley missed her son Doug and it left her heart heavy each time she gazed at his empty chair at the dinner table. She had always been aware of her close bond with him. He was handsome …
A Royal Pain (The Mission 4)
The emperor jerked awake for the second time not sure of where he was Alatem helped him to his feet. "What happened?" he inquired. Ali was surprised that the device had worked as well as it had, "You passed out I guess it was all the excitement of the past 4 days what with the assassinations and finding out that uncle was behind all the attempts." For some reason the Emperor thought he was missing something. Knowing his daughter he was, as sneaky as she was. Charles watched from a distance watching his power levels this shimmer shield he'd gotten from the last time he'd been forward was going to be a god send, too bad it didn't last long. He knew with the Emperor's memory slightly wiped and reprogramed he had a lot better chance now to complete the mission. Damn each time they stopped one another popped up shit! Was the man hated that much? Charles moved out of the hall to another room, was just about to leave when Alatem's mother walked in startled only a moment she quickly closed the doors locking them. "So, you are the one that my daughter is in love with," holding up a hand to quiet him she continued, "I can see why she does, yes you are perfect for her as I assume she is for you." Reaching out she took his arm and led him away deeper into the room to a nearby wall, pressing 3 points near a picture the wall opened, "In quickly!" She advised. Following him she closed the door and lit a candle to reveal a small room with a table and chairs. "Sit sir, I want to personally …
A Week of Control
It is a pretty well known fact that men tend to express their sexual desires in short uncontrolled bursts. And while it is easy to get a man to those bursts, it’s much harder to keep him there for longer periods of time. Now this isn’t to say that a man can’t stay aroused for a couple of hours if a woman is treating and teasing him right. But a man simply can’t stay aroused all night or for an even longer period of time, not at his emotional climax at least. This is where men and women differ. Getting a woman to her climatic point of arousal can be a struggle at times. But once she’s there she can stay there all night with relative ease, if the man involved is stimulating her correctly. Now let’s not confuse a climatic point of arousal with a climax during an orgasm. We’re not talking about putting and keeping a woman on the edge of an orgasm and keeping her there. We’re talking about putting a woman into a position where they want, no need, sex more than anything else. Where they actually crave it. So that is where my experiment and our story begin. How long can you keep a woman at peak horniness? I took it as a personal challenge to find out. Monday Night: Finally the kids were out of the house. I had my beautiful wife all to myself. How long has it been since we had a week together entirely uninterrupted? It must have been years, but alas finally we didn’t have just one week alone but two! And the first week my wife had promised entirely to me. She had an idea on what I …
third time with my daughter
After our second sexual encounter, my daughter would take every opportunity to be alone with me, so she could ask me questions about the sexually related things that she had heard in school, but didn’t really understand. She would also ask me to show her pictures and videos on the internet of the sexual acts that she had heard about. She was particularly interested in seeing pictures and videos of fathers having sex with their daughters. She knew that it was not a socially acceptable practice, so I think she wanted confirmation that we were not the only father and daughter having sex. The day before my wife left for her next training weekend, my daughter told me that she was really looking forward to us having sex over the weekend. She even told me that she wanted to try something different this time, but wouldn’t tell me what it was, because it was a surprise. That really turned me on. I couldn’t wait for the weekend either. When I got home on Friday evening, I took both kids out for dinner, and then went back to the house. When we got back to the house, I asked my daughter to help me put laundry away. That way, my son would not want to come up to the bedroom, because he would be afraid that I would make him help. Once in the bedroom, I turned on the TV to cover up some of our sounds. My daughter jumped onto the bed and laid there with a smile on her face like the cat who just ate the canary. I asked her what her surprise was, but she said I had to undress her first. I …
Apartment hunting
I must be a real pervert because I really enjoy watching another man's cock sliding in and out of my wife’s mouth, pussy and ass. I can’t explain it, but just the thought of the flesh pounding flesh is a turn on for me. Let me tell you about once in particular. Right after we got married, we began seeking a new apartment to relocate to. My new wife is and was such a looker and she's about 5'6", 140 lbs, 38C, long dark hair. I have always just been totally intrigued with her and she was and still is a good lover. We spent the weekends looking and settled on a newer apartment complex in a nearby town. The manager didn’t show up to show us a unit so we ended up walking around the complex. A man about our same age came by and asked if he could help. We explained that we would like to see an apartment unit and he offered to show us his. Not thinking much about it, we agreed. We looked at his apartment and he offered some refreshment. He mixed some alcoholic drinks and we sat in his living room talking about the complex. We found that it was mostly younger couples such as us but he was one of the few singles living there. The afternoon stretched into the evening, the drinks kept flowing and we all were beginning to get pretty intoxicated. My wife went to the restroom and he told me I had one hell of a nice looking wife. I agreed and he asked me if her tits were as nice naked as they were clothed. I told him he had no idea how much better they were. My wife returned, wobbling quite …