If you were to disappear, well, if you were to go away is probably a more appropriate term, would anyone miss you, would anyone care? What would happen if you decided to give up your life, to walk away from everything that you know, everyone you know and love, and become someone else, something else. In the case of Bob Gibson, that is exactly what he had to ask himself. He had six weeks to decide, to put his affairs in order so to speak, making sure that he could make the transition to his new life with little or no suspicions being aroused by anyone. The story he told his coworkers was that he inherited a rather sizeable piece of land and some money from a distant relative in Germany and he was going to retire and move there to get away from the rat race. In reality, he was going to be moving less than 10 miles away and he, well, let’s just say that he was not going to be living a life of luxury. Everything in his life turned upside down when he was sitting at work like any other day and a woman entered his bank branch and asked to speak to someone about investing a large sum of money. As he stood to greet her and shake her hand and escort her to his desk, little did he know that he was about to change the course of his life drastically and forever. “Yes, Ms. Maxwell, how can I help you today?” Elaine Maxwell was a Black woman who looked like she could have been in her late 40s. Her form-fitting red suit hugged every curve of her mature, sexy body. Her black, silk …
Liz Beck
Liz Beck “Liz Beck,” I exclaimed when I saw here. She came around from behind the counter and gave me a big hug. “How have you been?” she asked. “Not bad and how about you?” “OK, just working.” Let me give a little history here. Liz Beck had worked for Dr. Parson for as long as I know. I have been a patient of his for probably 15 years. Liz is mid forties, is a single lady who is sort of plain but has a pleasing body. Her breasts are big and her butt just the right size. She has aged a little but still is OK. She took me down the hall into a room where I would met with the Dr. I was there for an exam of my urinary track which would include running the camera up my penis. “You know the drill, strip from the waist down and lay back on the table.” I did so covered only by a sheet. “I’ve got to put some medicine in your penis but it won’t hurt,” she said as she took my friend in her hand. I have failed to mention that I am very well endowed, in the neighborhood of 12 inches when fully erect. This is the first time Liz has been the nurse taking care of me. She was very good at what she was doing; in fact so good I was beginning to get hard. She kept my cock in her hand as she administered the medicine but it seemed to me that she might have stroked it more than necessary. Not that I’m complaining. Finally she pulled the sheet over me and laughed because there was a tent there. As she turned around to face me she had a big smile on her face. “The other girls have told me what a …
Fantasy Fuck
It had been a shit day to end a shit week. The corporate heads from the home office back east had been breathing down her neck all week and now they had decided that some people needed to be replaced. And Rachael had been tasked with letting them go. These were her friends and fellow co-workers, people she had known and gotten close to, and now she was going to have to be the one to tell them they are fired. On the way home from work she had stopped to have a drink or two at a bar she often frequented. She wanted to try to forget work and its responsibilities. She wanted to forget everything. She stayed at the bar long enough to get back on the right side of pissed off, but not so long that she got really drunk and went home with some strange guy. She didn't want or need the hassles that came with a "relationship" or the awkwardness of trying to ditch someone who may have looked good through the fog of liquor, but when the sun shone the next day, it turned out to be one of those what-was-I-thinking moments. Her girlfriend and roommate, Katy, had left for the evening with her current boyfriend, and Rachael knew they would be gone all night. Katy's boyfriend worked out of town on the oilfields all week, so the only time they had together was on the weekends, and Katy made the most of their time together. Knowing she had the place to herself for the night gave her a shiver of excitement as she put her key in the lock. She could already feel the dampness in her panties as she …
SHE HAD THE LOOK
…..l the guys in the shop would look up and watch Tina walk by in her high heels. I looked at her perfect young pointy full tits, (which the tops of her tits jiggled when she walked) perfect hips and waist, beautiful face and blondish hair. She wore a business suit and worked in the office. She was 20 and she was really hot looking. This was at a auto dealer which sold very expensive cars. I did specialty work there about 3 times a week as an independent contractor. She ignored most all the stares, but hell, she was hot and she knew it and a girl like her has an air about them, as in ‘don’t even think about hitting on me, geeks‘, but I could somehow tell, her woman‘s ego loved the attention. One or two guys she would talk to and kid around with and I was lucky to be one of them. I first started off by just saying to her in almost a whisper. “Excuse me, but I must tell you I almost cut my finger off watching these guys watching you walk by.” and I smiled. It somehow struck her funny and we both giggled. I said, “Most entertaining.” She asked me for a cigarette, and we both had a smoke and stood together. I said that we should have some fun with these geeks, who were checking us out. She said she had a hangover and she was cold. I said to lay her head on my chest to rest her head and get warm. I put my arm around her warmly. I said, “I’ll look all around like we’re doing something sneaky.” She smiled big and cuddled up to me, nestling her head on my chest, as we just stood …
Harry Potters Sex Year pt 4 – Katie
Saturday finally approached, bringing the weekend. Harry had had a couple more sex sessions with Romilda, who ended up telling Lavender about it. Lavender approached Harry and suggested the idea of a threesome, which Harry excitingly agreed to. She arranged it for Monday night in a secluded room. In the meantime, Harry was excited for the meeting with Dumbledore. Passing the halls, he noticed that Katie Bell, his fellow Gryffindor and Quidditch team mate was looking at him funny. The next day was filled with remembering the previous night with the memory of Gaunt. He kept on wondering what else happened in Voldemort's past, but he couldn't stay there to think about it. Today was the first day of Quidditch trials. The new Team would be announced after trials. He met up with Ron in the Great Hall, preparing to go to the pitch. Lavender passed by with Romilda and they both winked at him. He was kinda nervous about the threesome, but he knew it would be with two incredibly attractive girls. Once at the Quidditch Pitch, Harry was scared about it. Many people had shown up with their brooms and they were talking like crazy. In the stands, Lavender, Romilda, Hermione, Luna Lovegood, and many others showed up to watch. The only players not arguing were Ron, Ginny, and Katie Bell, a member of the team for the past few years. Ginny went by Harry's side and shouted. "SHUT IT!" everyone stopped talking and looked at Harry. "Uh, Thanks Ginny." he said nervously. The first people up were …
Fighting a speeding ticket in court
I had never been to court before. I was so nervous as I waited for my name and case to be called that I debated leaving and just paying the ticket. But $500 was money I didn't have as a university student. The day I got the ticket was such a crummy day. I was coming back from an exam that hadn't gone well, despite me spending all weekend studying. I never speed but I was so distracted that I never saw the speed limit change. The cop had no sympathy as he wrote the ticket, my first ticket ever. My friend suggested I try fighting the ticket in court despite me having no good excuse as she said normally cops don't show up for the court case and the ticket gets thrown out. I was the last case of a Friday so I had waited nervously for a long time before the court clerk called my name. The courts was nearly empty except for the judge, some court officials, and a single police officer in the seats. My heart sank as I recognized the officer as the one who ticketed me. I didn't know what I was going to do and worried about as the formalities of the court started. Before I had time to formulate a plan the judge asked me, "in the charge of speeding, how do you plea?" I looked at the judge nervously. He was a good looking and kind looking man. I decided to just come clean and tell him the truth. "I'm sorry Sir. I was speeding but you have to believe me when I say I never speed. I'm a student and I don't know how I will come up with the money to pay the fine so I hoped if I came here …
With Whispers We Are Guided
With whispers we are guided on our quest While moving down the trail to tranquil peace. Our hearts have heard the murmur of a guest. Until we reach our goal it will not cease. We two, as lovers, bound eternally Will make our way to earthly paradise. Thus, pointing out our path internally, Our guide has always given true advice. Preparing us for what may be our fate The inner voice has taught us as we grew. As lovers we have entered through the gate That opens, we have found, for very few. Our inner guru we have always known Was but our love, our trust, and that alone.
Camping and a Spit Roast
I went on a camping holiday with a small group of friends and it was awful, it was raining, muddy, and there was nothing to do but go to a pub that was nearby. So one night everyone's passed out d***k, and I'm wide awake so I go back out to the pub, and I stay there with my thoughts for a little while, everyone's leaving and it's all feeling very glum, then two girls walk into the pub. The one girl is fairly tall with a very curvaceous body and a noticeably large behind, while the other was relatively short with a much skinnier physique. I don't really pay much attention, but then they stand next to me at the bar and order two cranberry and vodkas. The one girl smiles at me, I smile back and then they go and sit by a table and start chatting while I remain at the bar. About ten minutes passed and I was thinking about heading back to the static, when the two girls come over and start chatting. The taller girl was called Lauren and the smaller girl was called Abi, and we chatted for a little while and I found out that they're in the caravan site just down the road from us, and then they invite me back to theirs. I'd only known these two for less than an hour and I could already tell that they were friendly and very bubbly girls, and honestly I wasn't expecting anything to come from this, just a friendly visit sort of thing, and a short walk later we arrive at their static and go in. We took our shoes and coats off and sit down, when Abi suggested we play a drinking game, so we …
Dc Universe-Rise of a Hero pt 2
All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when we are able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must appear inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near.- Sun Tzu. Chapter 2 Pain… ….Blood…. Pain and the feeling and taste of blood were all Black Adam knew at the moment. His body….or what was left of it was covered in his own blood while his enemy stood but a few feet away with his fingers smoking slightly from shooting arrows at him. Not even a crease in his suit or coat. His eyes covered by black shades that hid them from view. How had it come to this…..? Adam had lived for centuries and had only been defeated by Superman or Captain Marvel. He had strength, wisdom and powers beyond human comprehension and yet this worm had DEFEATED in no less than 30 MINUTES!!! Who was he? ########### FLASHBACK ############ With a roar Adam charged at Enzo, ready to take his head off with one punch. As soon as he swung his fist at him, Enzo ducked with just a few seconds to spare and fired 3 charged arrows into Adam's chest, sending him flying back into a crushed building and landing into a pile of debris. Enzo seemed dissatisfied with this. "I must really be getting old.Those shots should split him in half as the passed through….i just hate old age." Adam burst from the debris with a roar. One hand clutches at his bleeding chest as copious amounts of blood flowed from the …
The Best First Grind of my life with a black woman
My friends and I decided to go to Vegas a couple months ago. One night two of my friends wanted to a club, now I wasn't to sold on the idea, being that I'm not the greatest dancer. And to be honest I don't really like the music that the club would be playing (trance music and rave type of music). But I didn't want to be that one person who ruins the plans. So I said yeah ok let's go. We end up getting to the night club and we got in with ease, we scoped out the place and our surroundings for a couple of minutes, then one of my friends said lets go on the dance floor and dance with some women. I thought yeah sure lets do it, the two of my friends and myself squeezed the the crowd and found our way to the middle of the dance floor. It was dark and cramped. There were strobe lights of different color all over the place, the only consistent light that made it possible to see was a very dark dim blur light. My friends and I started to dance with a group of younger Asian women. It was pretty fun and everything but we didn't get to close. They didn't want to get to close to anyone. They seemed like they just wanted to dance with some guys (no physical contact). It was fine but when I looked around I saw everyone grinding on each other very seductively. Given that we had been drinking the whole day while walking the strip and enjoying ourselves I was pretty d***k. I thought it would be great to go and grind with some bad freaky women. I decided to walk away from the young Asian …
Marathon Man
Marathon Man by JohnnoAllthwaite Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Cheating, Reluctance Weatherfield England, Summer 2012, the London Olympics year. We all had Olympic fever, well that's my excuse. We was down the Flying Horse one night having a few bevvies Al and me when this bloke in a tracksuit with a clipboard and stopwatch walks in. "Hey, no trainers allowed in here," some clever dick twat in a roll neck sweater pipes up. "Very funny," the guy says, and he turns to this group of posh twats sat there and asks,"And what exactly are you doing here?" he enquires. "Training!" the guy joked and his mates thought it was the funniest thing since we put cling film over the bogs. "Jesus christ you're all drunk!" the bloke exclaimed. "Drunk?" Big Yin the five foot two anorexic Scotsman that was behind the bar protested, "They've barely wetted their lips, a half each is all they had!" "Then where have they been drinking?" the guy asks. "It ain't drink mate," I said. "They been snorting coke in the bogs," Al added. "Wankers!" we agreed and laughed because that's what you do when you've had ten pints of Stella (Artois) down your neck. "Oh no!" the guy said, "You're joking right?" "Don't think so," I told him, "You want a pint?" "Ah, no, I don't have my wallet." he admitted, "You idiots do know you have a blood test at nine tomorrow morning?" "You're kidding right?" the prat in the roll neck gasped, "Oh fuck!" "Yes, you're fucked all right." he said, "The College take a dim view of drugs, …
Black Cock in a Road Side Park
There's a nice road side park on an Interstate near me that is well known for quick, casual hookups. People traveling, truckers, local workers, college students, etc. There's a park on both sides of the highway, but the one on the northbound lane is larger and more secluded. You exit the highway and go up a slight incline to the parking area. There's a nice common area with picnic tables and grills for cooking. Surrounding this area on three sides are shrubs, trees, and many trails. The trails are thick with brush and lead hither and yon to many small areas. Pulling off the highway, it's not unusual to see four or five cars and pickups parked. Some have a person in them, but most are empty, and as you look into the park, you don't see anyone. You get out of your car and start on any trail, and it's not long before you spot someone watching you and rubbing their crotch. Sometimes you might come upon two guys who might look up or who might not. The last time I was there, I pulled off the road and parked. There was only a single van already parked, and it had a lone black male behind the wheel. I got out of my car and headed up the trail that I knew would take around the back. As I was just on the trail, I heard the van's door slam shut. I kept walking without looking back and found my way behind the main common area. I knew the black guy was probably heading toward the far end so in a couple of minutes I turned and headed that way. I found my way past some thick brush, and …
In The Beginning Chapters 17, 18, 19, 20
Chapter 17 A Trophy For Alma Mater So that is how Mike Claymore got his Class 1A drivers license two weeks before the end of his basic training course in the Navy. And that is why that Monday morning he is on his way to Halifax with the five ton Old Thor and a heavy equipment float to pick up an artillery piece that has been donated to the school. Old Thor is a WWII tractor built by Crane Carrier and known as a M915 by the military. He rolls out of the base early and is into Halifax by noon on the dock. He has lunch then goes to find this big gun. He is looking for a cold war anti-aircraft gun, a 3 inch fifty caliber semi automatic deck gun that has been donated by the USN to the RCN. The Navy decided to display it at the school at Cornwallis. Orders are to pick it up at Fleet Maintenance yard at Cape Scott so he proceeds to that location. They are expecting him and inform him it will be secured on his float by 0800 Tuesday. Mike is free for the rest of the day so he calls a cab. Mike asks the cabby, "What's there to see here in Halifax?" "What do you want to do? Touristy stuff like the citadel or booze and girls?" "It's a little early for booze, I think." "Hey, you're navy, aren't you?" Mike chuckles, "Okay, do you have any historic booze palaces?" "Hey, I sure do. Big Walt's in Dartmouth. Have you ever been there?" "Nope, not me. What makes them so special?" "Big Walt's has been there forever, started as a bootlegger back in the day with dance hall and smoky dancehall …
Moneybags and Scumbags
I don't think she knows quite how much of a thrill it gives me, hearing her describe to me how she's going to tell everybody how worthless I am, how little gratitude I give her, how unworthy of her presence I am and how gracious she is to bother treating me like shit when she could just as easily ignore my every word and I'd still give her every penny. The harsh yet swiftly confident bite of her voice was a sign that she meant every word; you can't fake such sincerity. I adore her punishments, her gifts to me. Every time she pulls my hair so hard my head can't help but be forced that same direction, I thank her as much as my weak, feeble voice can choke out. I kiss and massage her feet every time she gifts me with a spanking session with her wooden paddle, or a wooden spoon. I'll never forget the time I tried to push the boundaries. She'd always told me that rule #1 of our encounters was that I was to act as if my penis didn't exist. I made the unforgivable mistake of telling her how hard my penis was getting as she spit in my face. It was at that moment that she hit it with her paddle. My hands were cuffed behind my back and my legs were bound together while I was lying on the ground, so all I was able to do was grunt and tremble like the pathetic loser I am. "For today's activity, you will wear a spider gag until you drool a puddle on the floor. You will be face down ass up, obviously with your face in the puddle." She spoke to me as she held the spider gag by the …
What Lena Wants – Chapter 6
Hello lovelies! Here is chapter six. I hope you like it! If you have any suggestions on what you would like to see Lena and Milo do, let me know! Xoxo, Cede ——– Milo’s car was a piece of junk. He claimed it was a cherry red, six cylinder, sport GE something, but that couldn't make up for the fact that it was missing the front passenger seat. So while he jumped into the driver’s seat, I was forced to either sit on the disgusting, crummy floor where the passenger seat was supposed to be, or sit in the back. “How are you going to drive a baby around in this thing?” I asked, leaning forward, my elbows on my knees. “Your car is a death trap.” Milo started the car, and hit the garage door opener. Behind me the door lurched to life, revealing the night sky. “Lucy’s car has airbags and stuff. Plus it’s only from 2005.” Milo glanced over his shoulder, and backed the car out. “Airbags and babies totally go together.” I smirked. Milo grunted. “Whatever. I’m sure Lucy will know what to do.” He peeped into the rear view mirror at me. “What?” I rolled my eyes in response. “So Publix or Wallgreens?” “Um, doesn't matter.” “You’re sure a great help, sis!” He joked. We drove the next few minutes without speaking. Milo turned the radio up, but it was a remix weekend and the deejay only played crappy versions of the songs. The parking lot outside the grocery store was virtually vacant. There were a few cars sprinkled in the back of the lot, but that was all employee cars. Milo pulled the …
Adventures of a bored Dublin wife. Part 2, Joe the
It had only been a month since I fucked Paul next door for the first time.I had fucked him 3 more times since,but I had already grown bored of it.It was great sex,but always the same.Last night Jack came home with what looked suspiciously like a love bite on his neck,probably from Caron his secetary.I asked him about it and he had just laughed in my face. So today I had planned to fuck Paul,just to get even.But he wasn't at home.His dad said he had moved back in with his girlfriend.Damn.No more sex on the side.Just to make my day worse, there was a leak under the kitchen sink.I had asked Jack to have a look but he didn't bother his arse.He told me to phone a plumber. So I got a number from a local free paper, and the guy said he was just finishing a job nearby and would be about an hour.I guessed that meant 2 hours if I was lucky. So I went up and had a shower while I waited.I loved my power shower.I stood under the stong blast of water and soaped my breasts.My nipples were sticking out erect as I caressed and squeezed them.I rinsed the soap off them and pointed the shower head at my wet pussy.It felt so good,but wasn't enough to make me cum.My finger soon sorted that.After just a few minutes rubbing my clit I came.Not as good as a big cock,but it would have to do. I got dried off and started dressing,when the doorbell rang.I only had my stockings and skirt on.I quickly pulled on a top and went downstairs to answer the door.It was the plumber.After only 45 minutes.bl**dy …
Deepthroat training by boyfriend
I had for a time been with my boyfriend, he and I ejoying the time together as couples tend to do. We had ben like that for some months, which I was happy about – but I admit having a submissive streak in me. Not having told him about it, being afraid how he would react, possibly leaving me due to that, that information had ben kept form him, though over time it became impossible to ignore, knowing I HAD to indulge to the feeling, otherwise always regretting not having done it. And to give him credit, he had noticed some nervousness, hestitation about something, trying to make me tell, being I had ben able to resist it. But I coulden't, did not want to hide it anymore. So….one evening at his place, a small house with basement and two stories, i hesitently told him, still nervous. Told him I wanted to please him, his cock, at all hours of the day, anyway, anyplace, anytime, to show what he meant to me. Surprised he was, though it was difficult to guess his reaction after that, simply answering, he hadn't met someone with this interest until now. We talked a while and I left for home – we don't live together, though I have a "drawer" at his place. We continued meeting as if nothing happened, without him giving any sign of anything, of which I had mixed feelings, but reckoned he would have left me if bothered by this. A month went by, when he called and gave me the notice to pack for two weeks stay at his place. The stone fell from my Heart and shoulders hearing that. Coming …
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 …
Cuddling with Mommy Ch. 01
pictures + video wheen i have sex with my mom: http://linkz.it/7iR4 I'm Sam, and I'm about to finish my senior year in high school. I'm 18 years old, about 5'8, 170 lbs, with black hair. I live with just my mom Katie. My friends growing up would always call her a milf, and deep down I agreed. Since, she has put on a little weight but not too much. She is about 5'2 and 130 lbs. She has red hair with green eyes and freckles, giving her an Irish look. She has a nice round butt which occasionally gets ogled when we go out. I say occasionally because she has 36DD boobs which attract most of the attention. It all started last Friday. Finally, the weekend! I had a bad week of school, being nailed with homework before finals. Over the weekend I had probably 10 hours of homework. After talking to a couple of friends in the school parking lot, I found out nothing too exciting was going on tonight so I thought 'Screw it, might as well stay in tonight and do a little homework.' When I got home, my mom was watching tv so I went straight to my room to do homework and play video games. A few hours later I hear a knock on my door and she comes in. "Dinner's done babe. Come eat" I looked at her and said okay. She had on a modest green shirt which showed a little cleavage, and sweat pants. I looked at her cute feet with red toenails. Her feet were small and something about them I liked. After she left, I switched into sweat pants and went to the kitchen. "You hungry? Usually you eat right …
A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 F
"I am not Miss Rose," the woman explains. It's the same woman who spoke to Miss Rose about a 'suggestion'. "You may refer to me as Madam. I expect you to only speak to me when I ask you to, and you will always refer to me as Madam when you speak," she explains. Ashley tries to take in all of this information, despite being stretched up on her toes and being overwhelmed by horny urges. Urges that now, seem so strong, they could drive someone mad. Ashley can feel her A-Spot being kissed by the plug. It causes her clit to swell up, almost painfully. The growing intensity of the sensations causes Ashley's breathing to quicken and her cunt to overflow with honey. "Is that understood?" The woman inquires, a slight force in her tone. "Yes, it is… Madam. I understand," Ashley obeys. "And also, understand… That you won't be coming at all until you've done something sufficiently naughty." Ashley feels the woman stand right up against her. Madam's large breasts press into Ashley's. Ashley can't help but take in the woman's scent. She smells of wine and fancy clothing. Ashley shivers with anxiety in the presence of this strange woman who now has complete control of her. "Good little girl," Madam praises, a hint of demeaning tone hangs on her voice. She traces her fingers over Ashley's cold, trembling body. She skims Ashley's nipples with her long nails. She moves slowly in behind Ashley, clearly enjoying every moment of the experience. The woman crouches slightly to get a closer look …
The teachers pet
“Damn! Another F on my math test.” I said as I stared at my failing grade. “If I fail this class again my parents will take away my car for the rest of the year.” (My name’s Cody I have short dark brown hair with red streaks and golden brown eyes just in case you needed a picture or whatever). But besides that I’m passing the rest of my classes. I got to find a way to get at least a C+. I heard the last bell to go home, I had to talk to Mr. Lake my math teacher I swear he hates me. He has light brown hair that he clearly blow dries he swears it grows naturally like that. His eyes were an icy blue that I really liked. I walked into class and saw Mr. Lake, “uh Mr. Lake can I talk to you for a few about my grade.” I said. “Sure Cody.” He said looking nervous which was weird. “So, I wanted to know how can I get it up.” I said kinda sexy out of nowhere. “Your grade?” he questioned. “Yes, what did you think?” I asked. “Nothing let’s see your test.” He mumbled taking the paper form me. “Yeah, you failed really bad.” He frowned slightly sounding concerned. He walked closer towards me making the gap between us smaller and whispered, “I know where we can go and improve this.” “But Mr. Lake…” I tried to get out but he cut me off. “Call me Jacob.” He whispered in my ear his hot breath made my dick move a little. “Alright, Jacob we can’t I’m your student.” I said fighting for my body not to lose control. “That’s true, so as my student you’ll have to have to listen to me” He smirked, …
Right Behind Bars
Right now I'm stuck behind bars, Not the real bars, The stupid ones that are in my mind. The ones that it is harder to break through, The ones that need two, The ones that may need you. I know what you're thinking, "How are you alone? "It isn't like you don't have people with you at home." But you see it isn't like that, They don't see the things I feel, Especially the things that may as well not be real. I don't need emancipating, I'm a big girl now, I just need my confidence back. I need some love, To pull me out of my funk, To free myself. Someone took it away, Made me anxious, lost and scared, Frightened. I need your love to reach through the bars, To take my hand, And hold mine. I need you to make me feel like I'm not invisible, Like I matter, Because I don't feel like I do. I feel like I'm worthless, Undeserving of your love, Which is why I know I need it. I don't need the physical act of love, The sweat and the sex, I need the love from alongside it. My heart has spent too long open, Too long been beaten to the core, Taken to the edge and clung on for dear life. Please come and show me, Make my sentence shorter, Make me feel normal again.
Joan goes to Las Vegas #6
My wife Joan has been traveling with me on business trips. While I work Joan scouts for possible sexual adventures. The next business trip was to Las Vegas. Las Vegas is a wonderland of adult fun: Casinos, Showgirls, famous performers and wonderful hotels and resorts. The hotel we were staying at was the Cosmopolitan. We had a Lanai suite. It was a two level suite with a private plunge pool and direct access to the hotel's Bamboo pool. Joan had bought some new clothes for the trip. She bought elegant evening dresses and a new micro bikini. Work always consumed me during the day. Joan would meet me for dinner and we would talk about our day. The first night we had drinks at the Vesper bar. It was very elegant. I told Joan about my day work, work. Joan told me she had done some shopping and spent some time at the pool. She wore her new micro bikini. The bikini bottom was a patch in the front with a zipper down the middle. It was attached by two thin strings around her waist and one string between her buttocks. The top was two tiny patches that showed her areolas peeking over the top. I asked, "How low did you pull the zipper?" She blushed and said, "Low enough so you could see the top of my slit." She told me she had rented a Cabana by the pool. Every time the Cabana boy came by to see if she wanted refreshment, she would toy with the zipper. He would blush and stammer. We had a great dinner at the hotel's Tapas restaurant. When we got back to our suite I asked her to model …
Day 2 on the Cruise – BBBBTS
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. Day 2 on the Cruise Recap Of Day 1 on my cruise last December. I met some girls at the life boat drill. One followed me back to my cabin. She left a short time later. Please read Part 1 – its a great story More than a few have asked me to tell you more adventures on my cruise. Here it goes…… Only the names may have and may not have been changed. Day 2 on the Cruise. I slipped on my new white swim trunks, after getting out of the shower. I checked my watch. It was close to 11am when I got out on deck. I grabbed a quick sandwich, some fruit and a water. I walked around looking for the best pool to hang out at, for the day. The ship did not set sail until 6pm, later that night. It was a good idea to check a few of the pools. From past experience. I did not want to hang out at the lame pool or worst the senior citizen pool. Just a pool where some hot girls were laying around. A nice wet bar in the pool and nothing to loud. I finished up my breakfast as I found a good quite pool. There was a wet bar. A few girls walking around. There was a waitress who spotted me across the pool deck. I motion her for a drink. She quickly brought me a frozen margarita. It was after noon. It's never to early to start drinking on vacation. I threw my beach towel on a big white cozy lounge chair. I eased the top back a few clicks. I took off my white t-shirt. I folded my shirt and put on the cement deck next to my left hip. I took a quick sip of my frozen …
Seduction of a third part 3
This is the third and final installment of this true love story. After the incident at the movie where we were thrown out for lewd behavior we headed home glowing with satisfaction. Your gauze top was still smeared with chocolate. We also had some unfinished business from the interrupted blowjob. I said I knew a park along the way where you could wash your top. When we got there the parking lot was empty. We walked quite a distance through shrubs and dense trees and arrived at a pristine pond. You took your top off, rinsed it and put it on some branches to dry. The fresh air and soft breezes made your nipples stand up. I playfully suggested you had some chocolate on your pants. He and I wrestled you and pulled your pants off. Naturally you didn't and any underpants on. You looked stunning brazenly naked in the sunlight. Looking around we could see no signs of other people. He and I stripped. We all ran into the pond and playfully started tossing you around and groping you. One time I dove under the water and came up between your legs and found him with his finger in you and you humping his hand. We put you between us and rubbed all our nakedness together. I remembered I had a blanket in the trunk of the car. We got out of the pond and lay down on the blanket to dry under the sun. We really didn't care if we got caught. After lying there a while I got horny. I got up and knelt by your feet. I started licking them and sucking each toe into my mouth. I then moved up to your …