Lair of the Cryptmother
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It’s terrible and soul destroying when you are dumped. I hit rock bottom a few years ago when my long term girlfriend just vanished on me. She left a note saying it was over. No explanation, nothing.
I sat moping for a while, crying etc. Feeling like the pits.
After a while I called my best mate Pete. But he was out and his Russian girlfriend, Katya, answered the phone. I sniffled a bit and eventually told her what had happened. She told me to stay put, Pete was away on business but she was free.
‘Don’t a go anywhere’, she commanded me in her heavy husky accent, ‘I’m a coming to you now.’
A Cipher Unencrypted A true confession, word for word I have been away. I have been lost in dreams, in dreams of you, in dreams of togetherness. Love--I do not understand it. It consumes me, abandons me, beckons me, saddens me, disappoints me, arouses me. But, then, a breakthrough: a realization. Love is an idea; it is not real. Nothing we think or feel--especially feel--is real. Only the moment is real. The now. The incident and the event are real, but only as long as they...
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'Ello, Alex=), again. This time I'm going to do an incest since I was told so many times not to in my last story. Aren't I just the worst =] Another difference is that I'm going to put this in a boy's point of view. By how well I do this, I'd like to bring the question up again. Am I a boy or a girl? =) No offense to mothers, it's just a story =} -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My...
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This tale is an ADULT experience. It contains strong sexual content that is not at all suitable for minors.-------------------CRYSTAL.-------------------WrittenbyMiss Irene Clearmont.This story can be read separately, or be regarded as a continuation of ?Phoenix Rising?. Be aware that there are spoilers here for ?Phoenix Rising? and that you may wish, therefore, to read that story before you tuck into this one?As you wish, it?s your experience not mine?Copyright ? 2012 (Feb) Miss Irene...
I felt her lips reach the base of my cock and I gave the back of her head a soft caress followed by a little push. Her lips gently flared out on the base of my hairless shaft and she moaned with my cockhead buried in her throat. I looked down and watched her green eyes as they stayed locked into mine. Crystal had enhanced her eyes the way she usually did when we went out somewhere. She fringed her lashes with lots of that CoverGirl ThickLash mascara that gave her lashes a longer, plush look....
I felt her lips reach the base of my cock and I gave the back of her head a soft caress followed by a little push. Her lips gently flared out on the base of my hairless shaft and she moaned with my cockhead buried in her throat. I looked down and watched her green eyes as they stayed locked into mine. Crystal had enhanced her eyes the way she usually did when we went out somewhere. She fringed her lashes with lots of that CoverGirl ThickLash mascara that gave her lashes a longer, plush look....
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i just came home from my prom i was wearing a blue prom dress, i walked into the house after saying night to my boyfriend, i walked in trough the door when somebody put their hand over my mouth and was taken the the main room, where i see my dad beaten up,their is a man holding a baseball bat, he is demanding money. my father tells them where the money is, thier is none, he turns to me and says, either you tell me where the money is or i will kill your daughter, he walks over to me, and says...
very sexy i just came home from my prom i was wearing a blue prom dress, i walked into the house after saying night to my boyfriend, i walked in trough the door when somebody put their hand over my mouth and was taken the the main room, where i see my dad beaten up, their is a man holding a baseball bat, he is demanding money. my father tells them where the money is, thier is none, he turns to me and says, either you tell me where the money is or i will kill your daughter, he walks over to me,...
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You're taking my cock in your mouth wanting to make it hard again. You're so good at it. But as you didn't hold it and peed in my face. I think i can do it too. I need to let some of this dirty burning pee out of me. And your hand deep in my ass (feeling "things" on your fingers) is not helping to hold it. My tongue tasting your dirty pussy, a mix between a squirt and some urine and i want to taste more of you. I want to lick your ass. As my hands are opening it, i put my mouth on your little...
The arrow leaped off the bowstring and buried itself in the orc’s wide open maw, causing him to stumble backwards and drop his weapon. I reached down, towards the quiver at my hip, intent on plucking the next arrow. There were none left. Cursing, I dropped my composite shortbow and drew my blade. Just in time. The fallen orc’s comrades were upon me, three sweaty, stinking greenskins. In stark contrast to most tavern tales, they were no raging lunatics or inept simpletons. No, they moved in tune...