For Doro. For a while, I've made it a habit every weekend to visit the club that was run by my new sisters. It was my weekly treat and outlet, and since everything was free for me, I would make sure to go through all the girls and every kink I could think of. Once I met Triss, I would bring him along as well, giving us both a nice little adventure that would stay with us all week. One particular Saturday we came by when it was still early in the day, and they had just had their lunch break business, so the parking lot was mostly vacant and the club seemed quiet when we walked there. I met Emily standing outside where she took a cigarette break. "Hello Anna," she said. "Good see you." Emily was from some eastern european country, and had a heavy accent when she spoke, but she was cute and one of the girls that really, really loved sex. She was curvy, not as big as me, but more round than most of the other girls. She dyed her hair blonde and kept it in a short bob, which gave her face a round, sweet, feminine look. She had a little tattoo in her cleavage that showed a small heart and made sure it was prominently featured in her low-cut blue dress. "Good seeing you too," I said, smiling. "Anything I can do for you?" she asked me, as all of the girls did whenever I was around. Since I took care of them and made sure the club could stay open, they felt they were in my debt. Aside from that, I had the feeling they liked me and were happy that someone took care of them and made …
The Second Place Sister: Ch. 5
*Daddy's Girl* At 5:30, Stephanie was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. During her trip to the mall, she'd picked up her dress for the evening, taking a cue from the red lingerie in the box. She settled on a tight red dress that came to just above the knees, not short enough to be slutty, but not long enough to be prudish. It was held up by thin straps, and contained her big tits very nicely, with just a hint of cleavage. Dark red lipstick coated her full teen lips, perfect dick sucking lips, if she said so herself. Her eyes were done up with a smoky mascara that brought out their bright blue. She'd stopped by the spa while she was out, as well, and was thoroughly waxed all over. The little gold hoops hung from her ears, and her new necklace sparkled under the bathroom lights. Beneath it all, she wore the new lingerie. Checking herself out in the mirror, she knew that she looked more than fuckable. She was a wet dream. There was no way that her daddy could resist her. She checked her phone, but still hadn't heard another word from him. Neither of her parents had been home, either. She'd passed her brother on the way in from the mall, as he headed to work. He'd looked extremely pleased and content, more so than she recalled seeing him in, well, ever. He'd been in a hurry to leave, and they hardly said a word to each other, though. With 15 minutes to 6:00, Stephanie heard the sound of someone pulling up in the driveway. She checked herself one last time in the …
Feeling Empty
I think I've been running away, Not dealing with what I need to. Trying to fill the emptiness each day, Reaching out to something new. It felt like a safe place for a while, But now I'm not too sure. It used to make me happy and smile, I believe I've hit a major detour. Instead of fixing issues in my life, I just made more problems. Always fighting with lots of strife, I think it may have been just boredom. Running away for many hours, Not really solving anything. Time passes and I lose the power, These feelings mask the sting. Should I really fix this, I really have no clue. To get back to bliss, Tell me your point of view. We need to talk about this, Or do I just continue to hide? We're falling into the abyss, I feel like I have died. Decisions need to be made, Do I stay or do I go? Happiness starts to fade, You never really know. The damage has been done, We both must move on. The pain and sadness have won, Our love is truly gone.
June 18th Update
Sorry about the delay in getting more of my wife’s (SD) stories to you. I’ve been kept pretty busy by her, my FIL (Father In Law) and SD’s new friends (FILs friends). Becoming a every other Wednesday night tradition. Over the last few months three of my FILs friends have been coming over to use my wife’s (SD) services which she has agreed to provide to them as her way of saying thank you for being her dad’s friends. She originally said she’d provide her services to them anytime – anywhere and the first couple of weeks she was busy at home (day and night), at their home (day and night) and in our crewcab truck (backseat got a lot of use bringing back old memories for new friends). Yesterday (June 17th) about 6:30 pm my FIL’s three friends arrived for their semi-weekly get together at my FIL’s house in Riverside, CA. They are all older than SD and myself (we are in our sixties – SD looks like she’s in her mid 40’s). They are all in pretty good physical condition, widowed, high libidos, use Viagra or other performance enhancers, have good packages (6 to 8 inches and 1.5 to 2.5 inches in diameter, and can cum two or three times a night (good amounts each time). I on the other hand have a mini cock, can’t get hard and cum measured less than a teaspoon (yes this is me) but provide great oral services. Anyway, the every other Wednesday night get together (last night) started off with SD, FIL and the three (John, Alex and Sid) sitting together nude in the living room watching TV, …
second time with my daughter
After our first sexual experience, I was worried that my daughter would tell my wife what happened between us. The next weekend, I found out that she was as interested in sex as I was. On Saturday afternoon, I went up to our bedroom to put laundry away. My wife announced that she was going to the grocery store. My daughter usually went along, but on that Saturday, my daughter said that she didn’t want to go along because she wanted to watch a TV show. As soon as my wife pulled away from the house, my daughter came up to our bedroom and asked for a repeat of the week before. I couldn’t believe my ears. My beautiful and sexy daughter was asking me to have sex. How could I possibly say no? I had an instant erection. I agreed and slid over, so I was sitting on the bed and she was standing in front of me. I kissed her on the lips and immediately stuck my tongue in her mouth. She obviously wasn’t sure what to do, but she started touching her tongue to mine. I reached to the bottom of her shirt and started taking it off. She immediately pushed my hand away, and pulled away from me. She looked at me and said that she wanted to do the same thing that we did last week. Confused, I asked her want she meant. She looked at me sheepishly, and said that she wanted me to force her to take off her clothes. I thought “She had oral sex performed on her once and she’s already kinky. Cool!”. I grabbed her and threw her on the bed. Then I sat on her legs, pushed her arms above her head and …
Uncles Wife, Taught me to Fuck her lovers.
What can I say? For as long as I can remember, I have been sexually curious, even more so when I started having my periods, and my hormones directed my fingers between my thighs, and my mind went blank as I grunted like a sow until the relief flooded over me. But for an incident that happened before the stirring of my hormones, the argument of 'Nature', versus 'Nurture', would come to the fore, and the outcome in favour of 'Nature', as the other brought shame on the f****y, so labelling me, 'l****a', and 'Jail Bait', hung around my neck, and my only sin was being beautiful and 'Eye Candy', for the unspeakable pleasure for certain types of men, of which the first was my uncle and his wife, who colluded to use me for his sexual lusting. My name is Cindy, which was eventually morphed to Candy, when at eight I was entered into a beauty pageant at Sunday School, of all places, where mothers fought to have the most beautiful daughters, I won, and spent the day having my bottom felt by men, who thought it their duty to carry out Gods work, inside my frilly pink knickers. Mothers b*****r and his wife suggested I spend some time with them, a c***dless couple who adored me and showered me with gifts, so on my ninth year I went and spent the Summer with them in their house close to the sea, and they wasted no time in convincing me, nudity was cool. Aunty Jennie, was a rich bitch with a wild streak, and Uncle Peter, a handsome man with a muscular body had had his pick of desirable …
Jeanette chapter 2
I sprinted in the house and still had tears running down my face. We weren't even supposed to touch. I went straight for the shower. Pulled off my clothes, my panties were wet with his cum! Damn you Tommy! I was so mad at him. He knew this was happening and he let it! God damn all men! Fucking asshole! Doesn't matter to him that I could get pregnant! I climbed in the shower. Pulled the handheld shower head down and sprayed between my legs. I used my other hand to reach up and try to finger out his load from inside me. I sprayed the water inside me and winced as the spray reached parts of me that didn't agree with the spraying water. The water felt like a constant stream of needles poking at my sensitive parts. After a minute or two I gave up. Fell laying in the tub, water spaying across my body from the shower head I had dropped. Finally, I got up turned off the water and dried myself off. Maybe nothing would happen, people have sex all the time and don't get pregnant. We didn't even have sex! He's my best friend, how could he put me through this! I'm only 14! I started to cry a little again. I remembered it happening. Me siting with his huge penis hanging between my legs. It was hard and curved upwards, but I was pushing it down to rub against my pussy. It felt so nice, then when I shook like crazy, That was fun. Had Tommy ever fingered a girl? He never told me about anything even close to that happening to him before. As I thought about it, it occurred to me I was the …
BtVS: Dealin With Dawnie
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Dealin' With DawnieFaith's POV. One of the, many, things I like about dusting vamps is, if you're doing it right, there's no mess. Also no body, and B tends to be a nag if she finds one of mine and will give me an ear full, although that may be partly because she's holding a grudge over that whole long weekend romance with evil I had going a while back. Still, she's got a point about not leaving around evidence, which is why I always bury my demons now. As in literally. But when it's just me, like it normally is now it's looking like Spike may finally get what he wants, I can't exactly hit up the Bronze once I've done patrolling. Well, I can, but I don't feel exactly good about myself stumbling in covered in dirt and demon guts, and while I like a challenge picking up a hottie with my hands literally covered in bl*od is not my idea of a good time. So it's back to mine for a quick shower, maybe a snack, and then back out again to get some tail. Or maybe I could just stay in and get some, I thought as I opened up my door to find Dawn Summers sitting on my bed with a beer bottle in one hand and a bottle opener in the other, her tongue sticking out adorably as she tried to put two and two together. It's not the first time I've caught her stealing my booze, and really, I'm impressed with her moxie. B would have probably never tried anything like this. Then again B was never a lonely, powerless teenager who had lost her Mom and spent most of her time home …
Devils Work
"And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it." -Job, 1:7 *** It happened because of the heat. Five-hundred thousand people sat in traffic while the summer sun burned away the last shreds of their patience and goodwill. James didn't mind the gridlock so much, but he couldn't get away from the heat. He fanned himself with a newspaper in the back of the cab, fantasizing about snow-capped peaks and endless white glaciers and frigid arctic oceans. Anything but this heat. It was Monday morning and the cabdriver was talking but James was only half listening. "The thing God doesn't understand," the Driver was saying, "is that he made you more like me than like himself." "Is that so?" James said, as sweat down the back of his neck. "Number one: We're both his creations, right? You've always got more in common with your siblings than your parents." "True." "Number two: That whole bit about being cast from paradise for disobeying? I did that way before all of you did. I was the first thing in the whole universe to ever disobey God. So that's something else we have in common." The driver counted his points on his fingers while they waited for the light to change. James saw wavy lines of heat through the window. "Third and finally, you're all born in sin, and that's my specialty. Add it up, and the human race can't help getting along better with me than you do with him. …
Mother Dark
Mother Dark The mother of three children, Mrs. Prim and proper go to church every Sunday, and the loyal wife of a banker, is Beth. Today she wears black leggings, black flats, a long skirt, and a loose black blouse – for black is a respectable color. She is walking to the grocery store when she gets the call that her husband is cheating on her from the private-eye she hired. She begins to cry. Andrew, please come get me, “I’m having a nervous breakdown.” Andrew arrives in his BMW and picks up Beth. Beth is a simple woman. She’s probably wearing white panties, Andrew thinks, the wide kind that grandma’s wear. Andrew is the detective who discovered Beth’s husband was cheating. He is a man by any other name – all men wonder what type of undies a pretty gal wears…you know – innocently enough. “I can’t believe he did this to me.” She’s crying on his shoulder now. They are at his ramshackle low-rent office. He makes money but he’s frugal. It is a dusty place with a nice computer and office supplies. He pulls her in close and smells her. He is a man after all…not a pussy. His cock stiffens and she feels it as she tears. Normally she would pull away but normally she does not hug random strangers. But again, Andrew is no random man – he had been helping her and tracking her hubby for some time now and she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She squeezed him harder and he felt her breasts on his chest. She was tall, angular, like the brunettes on television, with a jaw bone and those thick …
Sharing Cindy Chapter 9
Sharing Cindy Chapter 9 Over time Cindy and I began to embrace our new lifestyle. While we love each other and enjoy having sex with each other, we realized how turned on we became when there was some extracurricular activity with outside people. We had many encounters through the years with people who we crossed paths with. While the some of these encounters allowed me to experience a little bit of strange pussy now and then, the vast majority were all about Cindy and her encounters with other men and women. She didn’t seem to get the same arousal from me being with another woman as I did when she was with someone else. These encounters ranged from friends, strangers, celebrities and even included several of Cindy’s bosses. Some of the most exciting times happened by chance while she was at work. I always enjoyed when she came home to me and had a very sexy story to share. In this chapter I want to tell you all about some of the fun Cindy had with the son of one of her bosses. It was the summertime and Cindy happened to be in between jobs. I was still working with the security firm and Cindy decided to just pick up some extra work nearby our apartment. One day while dropping off some dry cleaning, she noticed a sign saying they needed counter help. Cindy applied and was hired by the couple who owned the cleaners. That is where she met Danny, their teen aged son. Cindy took the job as the counter person at the dry cleaners and would usually begin work around noon and would …
Sisters On Camera
The party was nearly over. Kerry and Lindley faded in and out of consciousness, their aching knees undermining their desperate efforts to rest. Painful steel-toothed clamps hung from their sore nipples and labia and their breasts, bottoms and cunts were red from flogging. They had endured twelve hours of hard fucking and their torn, tattered dresses clung to the skinny young girls' shivering, sweat-soaked frames purely by virtue of their moist skin and the stale, sticky cum plastered all over their bodies. Semen streaked their hair and coated their chins and necks with a glistening white sheen. Lindley had screamed in agony while her abusers directed their ejaculate toward her face and eyes, which burned and stung so severely that she nearly cut her skin struggling against her restraints. The men had kindly wiped her eyes and provided her with a blindfold, and soon her screaming faded into a moan that persisted throughout the night. Kerry sighed in relief when Lindley's moaning subsided, replaced with quiet sobbing and whimpering. The two girls even managed to catch a few short naps after events began to wind down, sleeping in bursts of fifteen to twenty minutes. There were older women kneeling next to them, also bound hand and foot. Lindley's frail little body was pressed between that of her older sister Kerry and a call girl named Lauren. Kerry surmised that Lauren was in her late twenties. She was tall, pale, fit but curvy with long red hair and large, heaving breasts …
Kate and Alice – f****y Jewels
Introduction: "Pete, have you seen my…urgh" When the door had fully opened, Alice stopped dead in her tracks as she saw her b*****r Pete on his bed, naked. On top of him sat her best friend Kate, just as naked, smiling broadly at Alice, while she enthusiastically bounced away, riding Pete and obviously enjoying it. Seeing her b*****r blindfolded, with his hands tied to the headboard and his feet tied to the foot-end of the bed astonished Alice even more. link with video when kate and alice fisting each other: http://qwiklnk.com/7juY "Pete, have you seen my…urgh" When the door had fully opened, Alice stopped dead in her tracks as she saw her b*****r Pete on his bed, naked. On top of him sat her best friend Kate, just as naked, smiling broadly at Alice, while she enthusiastically bounced away, riding Pete and obviously enjoying it. Seeing her b*****r blindfolded, with his hands tied to the headboard and his feet tied to the foot-end of the bed astonished Alice even more. Alice groaned, "Damn it Kate! This is going to mean therapy for sure." She turned around and headed back to her own room, not even bothering to close the door she already regretted opening. "Hi Alice!" said Kate. Quickly followed by, "Hey? Where are you going?" as she climbed off of her boyfriend. "Alice? What the fuck?" exclaimed Pete, as he turned his head to the sound, "Kate, didn't you lock the damn door?" "Oh hush Pete." Said Kate, and ran …
Out in the Woods
I'd imagined many times that first touch of another man but being 47 and married it was never going to happen until one Saturday afternoon when I decided to at least see if I could make it happen. I drove to a place just outside the city to an area I'd heard was well frequented and pulling into the car park I was really nervous but excited at the same time. There were a couple of empty cars which I assumed belonged to the usual dog walkers. Having sat in the car for ten minutes or so I decided that as it was still light I'd have a look round. I climbed the fence and followed a well worn path into the woods. After about twenty meters the trees were quite thick and so was the undergrowth, tissues and used condoms on the floor told me that at least I was in the right place but a complete absence of people made the trip rather pointless. About to give it all up and return to the car I heard then saw someone walking toward me. He looked older than me, I'd have said mid 50's but fairly fit still. He walked right up to me and asked what I was looking for. My heart was pounding and it was one of those now or never situations but all I could say was what did he have in mind. Much to my complete surprise he reached out and started feeling my dick through my jeans. I was hard in seconds but paranoid that someone would see us. Whether he sensed my fear I don't know but he told me to follow him further into the trees. He then stopped faced me and started to undo my jeans and ease my cock …
A Natural Talent The Seduction Of Lisa
My name is Lisa I graduated from high school back in May and I had dutifully been looking for a job since then. As the end of July approached, I was becoming desperate. College was out of the question mainly because once the Tea Party had seized control of control Congress in the 2018 midterm elections they had repealed all Federal Student Financial Aid. I recall when President Paul had a televised signing ceremony of this legislation. He spoke of personal responsibility and how kids need to work their way through college like prior generations had back in the 1950s and 1960s. Never mind that that tuition, fees, books, and room and board could all be had for less than a $1,000 a year back in the good old days. I found out early on my job prospects were kind of grim. I could work at a fast food restaurant or at a big box retailer. Since congress had also repealed the minimum wage most of these jobs paid $5 an hour or less with the maximum number of hours you could expect to work being 30 hours a week for a pay with another 10 hours a week mandatory off the clock if you expected to keep your job. Back then, any job opening outside retail or fast food was extremely rare so I was elated when I heard about the job opening at NWO Media INC. They were an Internet firm that did programming, design and marketing. Even though I didn’t have any experience in these fields one day when I was filling an application at Mc Donald’s the opportunity sort of fell in my lap. As I was preparing …
The Ex
As I drove down the road I spotted a face from years gone by, pulling into the car park of the local super market I sat in my car and watched, I saw my ex I watched her past and then followed her in to the shop, calling out her name she turned and smiled “hi stranger long time no see” I smiled and said “yer been a few years now, have you moved back to the area”? “Yer moved back with mum for a few weeks with the k**s, been having a few problems with the old man” I asked if she wanted a catch up and a coffee, as we sat chatting I found out her old man hadn’t been doing the right thing and she had got fed up, and decided a few weeks away might do the job, I asked if she wanted to go for a meal and chat about old times, she agreed and we arranged for me to pick her up at 7:30 that evening. I pulled up and waited, as she got in the car I coped a eye of her fantastic legs, “I see you still have great pins” Tracey blushed (the ex) as we drove in to the country Tracey said she had to be in bed early as she was out early the next day, I said we would be done by 11:00pm arriving at the restaurant we sat at the bar chatting and having a drink before dinner. I found out she had 3 k**s 2 boys and a girl the eldest was 18 and at college and her 2 boys worked with their dad on the buildings. As we finished our meal I suggested a little drive before I took her home, she made me promise I wouldn’t try anything on, and of cause I did. It was a great evening and very warm, we drove into the …
Not My Husbands Baby
There have been few constants in my life but there things have remained the same. 1.)I have always had a vivid imagination. 2.)Im a nympho with a porn addiction (thank goodness for xnxx!) 3.) The more I experience the more extreme and even gross my porn selection and fantasies become. I gave up my crazy lifestyle about a year ago when I met my husband. I went from orgies to him literally overnight. He kept me so consumed working on his problems and proving to him that I wanted only him that I even fooled myself into believing I was "cured". I have been faithful to him throughout our relationship, although there has been plenty of temptation. Now he's starting to break the ice about having kids. There is one fantasy I cannot shake off. At first it horrified me but now I find it kind of sexy. I havent had the opportunity to sleep with BBC yet. I bought a pretty large black silicone dong a few months ago. This was an awesome one smooth silicone great vein detailing; not those cheap plastic or rubber ones that seem like everyone is using nowadays. (Seriously people these things are going inside you if it isnt glass or silicone its gross and not in a good way!) I got home with it and explained to my husband that it was homework for product knowledge. (I work in the retail world of the adult industry so Im always getting things from vendors to try like and promote or give feedback on negative findings). He flipped and went on a whole rampage of wanting Penis emlargement surgery. …
This Story Is About Cindy 1:6
PART 1 CHAPTER 6 Maddie and I made it back to camp just in time to be sitting innocently at the picnic table as the adults began waking and coming out of their tents. I managed to get a moment alone with Sunny after lunch, where I thanked her for her generosity, but told her I really wasn't into watching my older brother get lucky. She understood, but seemed disappointed. "Well," she had told me. "Just know you're always welcome as far as I'm concerned." "… Yeah… okay. Thanks," I replied before leaving back to the camp. I never told her Maddie had been watching, too. The rest of the trip went on as normal, aside from Maddie bothering me with a couple of sexually natured questions that I really didn't care to answer. "Ask me again next year," I had told her, half joking. I wasn't about to give sex-ed lessons to my cousin. Aside from that, we all still had a good time, though I was a little antsy on Sunday to get back home; there was a chance I might have been able to see Cindy if we got back early enough. The first thing I did when we got home was run from the car straight into the garage to grab my bike. I ignored a call from my Dad to help unpack and zipped my bike out into the street, headed for Cindy's house. With every pedal, and every inch closer I came to her house, I felt my heart beat a little faster, and my skin tingled a bit. I was excited to see her; I missed her. After about fifteen minutes, my phone beeped in my pocket, and when I had to stop for traffic at …
Sophies Revenge Part 4
Jon: Hey dude, good news! Sophieis letting me come back! Guess I'd better try to stop hitting on other girls, right? Rich frowned at the text as he stepped out the mall door and into the hot summer sunshine. Anger welled in him as he thought of Jon moving back in with Sophie, sharing a bed with her, kissing her, touching her… and then suddenly his anger was replaced by sadness. He wasn't perfect, he knew that, and he'd done things he wasn't proud, of but all he wanted was to be with someone. But not just anyone, he wanted Sophie. He knew that wanting his friend's girlfriend was wrong and if someone had come to him with a similar problem he would have told them to step aside, that there was no room in a relationship for a third person. But the fact was he knew what Jon had been doing behind Sophie's back over the last few years and it was far more than Sophie was aware of. Sure, she knew he'd flirted with girls online and Rich knew she had other suspicions, but only he knew the truth. He knew that Jon had cheated on her and lied, and not just to her. He lied all the time, telling people of false accomplishments to make himself look good in their eyes. But the truth was he didn't need to lie , people looked up to him anyway, and to Rich that made what he did worse. Had he been some unsuccessful loser who needed other people's admiration to validate himself then he could have understood it, but he wasn't a loser, he was successful, good looking and someone that others admired. …
The Academy 2.2
"…Ma'am?" Sasha looked up, her mind had trailed off again. This was something that she had noticed to be happening frequently ever since the incident. What happened last summer was something that had scarred her emotionally, she hoped one day she will be able to achieve normal once again, not only for her sake, but also for the man who is going to be spending the rest of his life with her. Jasper loved her so much, and she knew this, but she couldn't help but wonder how long he would put up with her night terrors and her constant inattention to their conversations. Jasper didn't know she was there, even she didn't exactly know her goal, but there she was. "Sorry," she shook her head, attempting to remember the greasy man's instructions. "It's simple really," he lifted her arms, in which case the teenager stood at a ready position, "Just squeeze the trigger." She nodded and concentrated, looking down the sights at the target at the end of the range. "Just once," the man spoke to Sasha, his voice was muffled because of the earmuffs she had on, "It'll have some kick." Sasha quickly pulled the trigger, the noise was loud and startling, but she refrained from jumping. She noticed that the bullet had been off target, but not by much considering this was her first time shooting a gun. "Good," the man spoke, "Now let's try…" The man was cut off, Sasha had pulled the trigger again. She didn't know why, but she couldn't help herself. The face of Camila appeared in her head …
Surprise From My 48 Year Old Female Neighbour.
I think it is essential to continue my true experiences with my 48 year old female neighbour. After my first sexual experience with her, we made arrangements to meet up every Thursday night at 10:30pm. This was because her husband would be asl**p upstairs as he had a very early start each morning. This went on for a few months during which time she started to suck me off, had me licking and sucking her cunt and of course plenty of fucking. She was a great teacher who gave me a magnificently superb sexual experience as a young teenager. She told me that she wanted plenty of other women to get the benefits from me of her teaching. She was a real randy, raunchy women who had absolutely no inhibitions at all. Looking back on it all now, I can see that she was totally addicted to young men. Over time she confessed that I wasn't the first to visit her home for sex, as she, in her own words, craved young cock for her insatiable desires. Thankfully I was one of the many that got to enjoy her randiness and her filthy mind which always exposed itself when getting fucked. I distinctly remember lying in bed one night wanking myself with the memory of that night's fucking with her, and deciding that I only wanted older women, women old enough to be my mother. I don't know why I came to that conclusion so young as I had not had sex with a girl my own age. I suppose experience was the winner!!! She had plenty of it. Out of the blue one night she said she wanted me to come up to her house …
Fat Ass Ass Ass Ass!
If you haven't please listen to Nicky Minaj' and Big Sean's Dance (A$$)" before reading this one. ======================================= I sat on a chair in a garish living room with golden curtains, red walls, red and green wool run, and 2 LAZboys. There was a small center table that had been moved into a corner to keep the center of the room free and open. The only "art" on the walls was a life sized painting of a naked woman breast feeding a small man or a boy in her bed. There was a bottle of whiskey and few tablets on the side table. I had taken a shot of whiskey but didn't touch the d**gs. I have been waiting for almost 10 minutes, and now I am worrying if I should go in an check. "I think I should go and look", a voice in my head screams. Suddenly loud music fills the room. "Ass, Ass, Ass, Ass, Ass, Ass, Ass" Big Sean begins. My head instinctively turns arounds. I see her. The woman walks seductively and purposefully toward me. She has long white dress on with strings wrapped around her neck to hold it over her large, wobbly breasts. It is tight enough to hug her slightly plump but toned belly and then it flairs out over her massive hips. She looks incredibly sexy. I focus on her face. Her hair has been pulled back. She has large hazel eyes, heavy pink mascara, rouge on her pale cheeks, bright red lipstick on her full, luscious lips and a thin, pretty nose accentuated her oval face. Her makeup was so heavy that I barely notice the wrinkles around her mouth and eyes. …
The Summer of Brooke
In high school I was never the big star or the class clown, or really much of anything. I slid down the middle in everything and was never noticed by anybody besides a few friends. Women were included as I never had a stand out personality or body. There was one girl, Brooke, I would have been fine cuddling her as much as I wanted to fuck her. She had an electric personality and the body to match. Somehow we formed an unlikely relationship, of course me being the dumbass I was I wanted to get something more. Needless to say I was friend zoned and my sad little heart couldn't take rejection. Let me give you some background on when this whole shit fest started and about Brooke. I was about to finish junior year of high school, looking forward to my half day senior year then getting out of that shit hole. She was a sophomore I know what kind of idiot falls for a sophomore? Anyways she was just wow, 5'9" legs that went to heaven, by heaven I mean a sexy ass that you couldn't help but stare at as she walked away. Her tits weren't very big but it didn't take anything away from her. I'm a weird mofo and I like feet don't judge me we all like some kinky shit honestly don't lie to yourself. So overall she is just the sexiest lady of all time and makes me sing "You Shook Me All Night Long" by ACDC in my head every time I see her. Anyways so it's the end of junior year, the greatest relationship I've had so far is my hand. All I want is to see if me and Brooke had anything going on. To …
Consumption
You aren’t my type. Every time my eyes met yours, I felt like a mouse facing a giant snake. Yours were a vicious and beautiful green while mine were a meek brown. For a second, our souls touched, barely brushed, hardly shifted, imperceptibly so…. And in that moment I knew… But I was enthralled, fear true utter fear consumed me, …..I was intrigued. I was fascinated….. And I knew… I would kiss and cut you at the same time. I would want my mark on you, to scar you, to leave a trail of where my breath had fanned your skin. I wanted to burn you from the inside, heal you, kill you, then resuscitate you. So that with every inhale, my scent filled your lungs. I wanted to ….no needed to…. to claim you to the point, where you were no longer yourself but an extension of myself…. And so that I would be the extension of yourself. But I knew…. You would eat me alive That you would….. slay me, conquer me, make me forget my own name. That you would…. Hold me, kiss me, trail your fingers up and down the valleys and ridges of every sinew and muscle of my body. That there would be times where you would make me yours like a possession, a treasure, a toy That you would make me scream your name And beg for your touch That you would….. conquer me, leave me, hurt me, and then love me. In that very specific order. And that for the first time, make me feel fragile and like a woman…. And that we could not stop. Until consumption was our guilt And my blood ran in your veins.
Meeting the Step-Brothers Part 1
A little bit of history to better understand our situation. When my wife and I got married, it was the second marriage for both of us. It was for this reason we had a small ceremony, only parents and kids attended. We had a big reception for friends, but that is another story. My wife's parents divorced when she was young and her mom remarried to a man who was 20 years older than her with two boys of his own. They were several years older than my wife so when we married they had moved away from the state and did not attend the wedding. A few years after we had married, one of her step-brothers, Chris, invited us to a small family get together at their vacation home on the coast of South Carolina. We had some vacation time available from our jobs so we jumped at the chance to spend a few days soaking up the sun and I was looking forward to meeting her step brothers. When we got to the beach house we were greeted by Chris and his wife Megan, her other step-brother Andy and my wife's parents. The first night Chris grilled some steaks for dinner and we all sat around on the deck overlooking the beach, drinking wine and getting to know one another. About midnight, her parents said their good byes, they were staying in a nearby hotel, they thought us youngsters would be up too late for them and keep them awake. After they left, we all went back inside and continued with the wine, Suzanne and I on the loveseat, Chris and Andy on the couch and Megan in a chair next to Suzanne …