Kiss Me Lina
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Katherine sat quietly, reflectively outside the cafe, at an al fresco table. It was a cool autumn day in October but it was still warm and bright enough to need no sweater and to wear her sunglasses. "Misty" was playing softly and unobtrusively in the background. She took a sip of her camomile tea and reflected upon the events of the day.
"Hi, Barkley. Get back here you wretch," interrupted her chain of thought as a pair of canine paws were laid upon her thigh. She glanced down at the eager pup, then up at the chap who ran towards her table. He was holding a leash that he quickly attached to the little fellow's collar as he muttered contrite regrets to Katherine.
She automatically stroked the head of the pup while smiling agreeably. She brushed her skirt but there were no paw prints. She readjusted her garment to cover her legs. "My goodness, no. No problem at all. My pleasure," she stammered faintly as she reassured him. She rather enjoyed the smile that had spread over his face when her rounded knees and thighs were revealed to view then disappeared. "Is he called Barkley because of his vocal propensities?"
He looked quickly back at her face. "Ah, well, that's rather a little joke. Actually, he never barks. It's not in his nature." The man kept a slightly crooked and hopeful smile as he introduced himself, barely restraining a bow as he touched the cap on his forehead. "Lorenzo, if you please. Or, Enzo. My friends call me that."
She extended her hand. "Katherine," she offered in return as he gripped her exquisite hand strongly, letting her know he didn't expect her to be a delicate flower. But his grin and slight blush now somehow allowed her to think he might see her that way, in any case. He laughed and she followed suit for reasons she didn't really comprehend. She just felt happy.
He dropped her hand reluctantly then nodded faintly and stepped back and away. "We must be off. Hope you'll forgive me and Barkley. Must be off to class. My pleasure, Catalina."
"Katherine," she whispered as she removed her shades, watching after him as they disappeared around the corner, up the hill toward the campus.
It was over a year now since the divorce. Katherine was somewhat lucky one could say. She did get a goodly portion of their dual assets when it was finalized. She didn't really have to go back to work. At least, not immediately. She took some months to grieve and shake off the pain of regrets and to wonder what she had done wrong. As everyone does when the love dies.
The love between them had passed away long ago, or it was moribund for years, but she had not wanted to accept the failure. At last she had gone through and emerged with a new outlook. The first important thing, she decided, was to go back to school and get the degree she had always wanted.
Her first college experiences ended rather abruptly when she became pregnant and she and Robert got married. It was her job to work while he completed his education. Then, that done, they set up a household and she raised their child while he earned the money. He never wanted her to work again. And she did as he wished. She always had. But no more.
She enrolled this fall semester and decided to live in a dormitory. For the true student experience she told herself. She did make sure she had a single room though. She wanted to retain the privacy she had finally achieved with the change in her marital relationship. She installed herself here in a residence hall just over a month ago as she tested the waters of academe.
One of the first things Katherine discovered was that virtually all of the students were testing their newfound freedom, just as she was, but in many differing ways. Especially when it came to their sexual experiences. It was pretty clear that most of the students were having a great deal of fun exploring this part of their lives.
The walls of the dorm were simply not as soundproofed as they might have been. And often, on the weekends especially, Katherine would hear the sounds of sexual pleasure coming through the adjoining walls of her room. On both sides the ladies in those rooms had guests spending the night and their passions could be heard rather easily if she didn't have the television or her radio playing.
That evening Katherine arrived at her room, after dining in the cafeteria, and the first thing she did was to sit down and open her laptop. She searched for 'Catalina' to see what it meant. She had heard of Catalina Island off the coast of California. Now she understood. It was actually Santa Catalina and the name Catalina was the Spanish equivalent of Katherine.
That was why the gentleman she met that afternoon had called her that. Was he Spanish? Or Hispanic? She wondered. Yes, with a name like Lorenzo he probably was. Enzo. She determined in her mind that she liked that best.
Katherine undressed and took her evening shower. She disliked showering in the morning. Mainly because she preferred to let her hair dry naturally and washing her hair upon arising left little time to dry it without using the hairdryer. So she hummed as the warm water sprayed over her bare body and rinsed the lilac scented shampoo from her blonde tresses. She couldn't seem to keep her hand away from her kitten. Touching herself was something she had learned to do earnestly since her divorce. It was a wonderful relief for her.
Now she recalled that gentle, strong face she had seen today and her fingers were busy stroking her button then slowly entering the tingling lips of her slit. As she kept up the urgent fingering she grabbed the glass toy from the shelf in the shower. It had been a gift from a young lady she'd met lately here in the dorm. How red Katherine had blushed when accepting it.
All of the young ladies had taken to her when she first appeared here in the residence hall. So sweet, and now she was using this naughty little gift to please herself in the best way she had found. With this crystal dildo that fit her genitalia so perfectly. Tightly and deeply. In and out she kept it going while her other hand was caressing her breasts, pinching and squeezing the nipples. She'd always loved her breasts.
"Please, suck them, Enzo," she whispered, then gasped as a pleasant tremor passed over her body and she had a lovely, satisfying orgasm. She began to work the toy with more speed and reckless abandon. Wanting more as stronger waves of passion sped over her trembling body. "Ahh," she cried out as a much more intense climax spread through her. "Fuck me," she shrieked and bent over with the complete excitement of the moment.
Now she allowed herself to relax as the enfolding warmth of the waters washed away all traces of her welcome lust. She hugged herself and then stepped out gracefully with her smooth legs and dimpled knees and toweled herself dry.
Preparing for the nightly ritual of studies she dressed in a negligee that she wore just for herself. To feel pretty and happy. She made sure the room was nicely warm and then got down to studies. She played some French cafe music to go along with her reading as she sat in the comfortable chair she had brought along with her as a personal piece of furnishing for her room.
After about an hour she found it hard to stop thoughts of Enzo from happening for some odd reason. She softly touched her thighs and they spread slightly. Her caress was gentle and she didn't really notice she was doing it for a moment. Then she looked down at her bared legs and smiled to herself. "I do have nice legs," she murmured. One hand rose to her breast. "These aren't so bad either," she chuckled as she pinched a swelling nipple through the sheer material.
"Not again, naughty girl," she said to herself. She really needed to get this studying done. For the rest of the evening she was a good girl. And she slept with dreams of unknown rapture enveloping her.
The next few days passed quickly as classwork took most of her time. She thought of Lorenzo often but was a little reticent about doing much about it. Finally it occurred to her to simply look into the directory that listed all of the faculty at her college. It was a small, private school and there might not be too many men named Lorenzo teaching in the department of Romance languages. Perhaps he taught Spanish or Portuguese.
There it was. A person named Lorenzo was a professor of Romance languages. Just one fellow. "Now what?" she wondered as she went to bed once more rueing the fact that she had not been quick enough to get his phone number, at least. And she shyly dreamed that maybe he had regretted it when he allowed her to pass out of his sphere. Perhaps he did.
She was sitting in the same cafe where they had met a few weeks earlier. This time Katherine was inside, alone, sipping some Earl Grey tea. She relished the taste of bergamot orange. When she thought of her Enzo she got a slight chill, as if the November breezes had touched her. Then she giggled. "My Enzo," she murmured and then glanced about to see if anyone had noticed the loony lady talking to herself. It was fine as she smiled with such unexplained happiness.
Gazing out the window upon the passing students, bundled up against the cool weather, she watched as the last leaves drifted down from the bare tree limbs. There might be some snow soon. She took another sip of her warm tea.
After the waitperson brought her another small pot of tea she took out her smartphone to do a little search. She brought up the course handbook and perused the listings for the classes in Spanish. There it was, so simple. Wasn't life wonderful now?
His schedule of classes was right there. Now all she had to do was happen to stop by after one of his class sessions. Just happening to be passing by on her way to somewhere in the same building. She giggled at her intrepidity. She was usually so shy. Not today. She was taking charge of her life!
It was the next day and Katherine had slipped into the old, brick building where she knew a class in Spanish literature was being taught. She was early. Very early, but she didn't want to miss the end of the session when the students were released. So she wandered just outside the doorway to the class, not getting out of sight of the door but not standing right outside. That would be so embarrassing if her Enzo thought she was 'stalking' him. She giggled.
She shook her head as she tried to recall when she used to giggle so much. Back in the days when she was a schoolgirl. And then she realized, "I am a schoolgirl, now," and smiled, broadly. The door opened and a small group of students exited as she began to saunter slowly down the hall, timing it so she was right there as the last pupil left. She looked into the room and Barkley looked up at her from where he was lying next to the desk at the front of the classroom.
He jumped up and ran over to her, placing his paws up on her knees in greeting. "Hello, Barkley. How are you, little one?" She stroked his head as he slipped down and went quickly back to Lorenzo who was watching and smiling.
"Hey, little wretch. Sit here and settle down." Lorenzo laughed and then grinned crookedly as he looked into her eyes. "Hi there. On your way to class? Who would have thought it. I haven't seen you about here. How's it going, Catalina?"
"No, um...I have a friend who's down the hall, so I was just on my way to see her. But I forgot what day it was. So silly. Her class is tomorrow. Anyway, just passing by. Why is Barkley here? Are teachers allowed to have dogs?" She laughed but stopped abruptly as his facial expression changed suddenly. The smile left quickly.
"No, it's not that. Well, simply put, he's a therapy dog. I have to explain that all the time. Not to worry, Catalina. It's fine." He smiled again as he gathered his things together, finishing his preparations to leave.
"But, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I'm sorry. You just don't look like you need a service dog, I guess." She was fast losing the joy she had felt just moments earlier.
He put his things on the desk and sat down on it. "It's really not that. Barkley is a therapy dog, not a service dog. If he was meant to be a service dog he would be trained especially to aid someone with a disability and not act completely freely. Anyway, he can interact with people. Come on. I'll tell you all about it. Why not. Let's go. I'm free now. How about you? Want to get some coffee? Oh, you're not in a foreign language class, are you?"
"No, I finished taking French classes long ago when I was first in college. Not in one now. Not sure I could learn a language now at my age," she giggled, then felt the blush rising into her face.
He rose up from placing a leash on Barkley's harness then smiled as he gestured for her to lead the way out of the classroom. "Will the cafe where we met be alright? It's only five or so minutes from here at the bottom of the hill."
"Yes, surely. Perfect. I stop there often. It's just teatime, isn't it? Well, most times are teatimes, I always say." She realized that she might be rambling a bit but she felt wonderful at the moment and was not going to lose this feeling soon if she could avoid it.
Each of them was soon pouring from their own pot of tea. Sharing a plate of scones with jams and marmalade on the table. No one questioned Barkley's presence there. He was known along with his master, Lorenzo. The two had simply gone from this subject to that, with little plan or pathway of conversation. Just enjoying each other's presence, each other's jokes. Learning about each other in words and smiles.
The first time he called her Catalina she went ahead and corrected him gently. With embarrassment he tried to explain. She touched his arm and explained that she understood. "Is Spanish your first language?"
"Oh, no. Actually, I grew up in a family that spoke both English and Spanish at the same time. Rather fun we thought. Never considering that anyone else was growing up differently. You know that the best time to learn any language is when one's a child, of course." She nodded, listening closely. "It was actually something of a blessing for me. I could major in Romance Languages in college and really have a goodly step up at the very start."
"I feel so silly having called you Catalina so much and so many times in my thoughts," he went on.
"Your thoughts," she broke in. "You were thinking of me," she teased discreetly. "How sweet. You call me anything you like. You told me to call you Enzo once and I shall."
"What a pleasure. Yes, certainly, you're Lina to me, then. Great fun, little friend."
In the process of getting to know each other it was firmly established that the only students that the faculty could not socialize with were those over whom they had some sort of power. As a teacher or an advisor. In that way. Katherine had not cared in the least, but it had, interestingly enough, preyed somewhat on Lorenzo's mind. And it pleased Katherine to no end to be told about that.
As they parted outside the cafe Barkley ate the treat he had been given as they left. Katherine leaned down and stroked his velvety head and then rose. Lorenzo took her hand. "I'll call you later, alright? After you've dined. We should make some plans, I hope."
"I hope so, as well. Enzo. Later if you please." She stifled the giggle that had started. "Just a smile," she murmured to herself under her breath.
"Yes, later. C'mon little buddy. We're off again. Bye now, Lina." With a wave he was off around the corner, up the hill once more.
In a short time it was Halloween. This year the day fell on a Friday. How lucky for all the kids heading out to trick or treat and grand for all the adults as well who were celebrating the day by dressing up in their favorite costumes to stroll up and down the main thoroughfare in town. It was just a block away from the campus of the college. Students were either displaying their finery or simply sitting and walking around checking out everyone else and enjoying the camaraderie of the season.
Katherine and Lorenzo had become something of a couple. At least, they had begun spending time together. Most of their free time. Neither was seeing anyone else. They had not discussed being exclusive or anything of that sort. But they both considered themselves together. It was simply not a formalized relationship.
On their very first date they had spent hours dining in Lorenzo's apartment just off campus. He didn't own the building but did own the apartment itself. There were several flats on three floors and he had a place on the top floor with a little view of the campus quadrangle.
As they dined on a dinner Lorenzo had cooked himself he opened up and explained the main reason he had Barkley. His therapy dog was with him to help him deal with PTSD. Rather than go into details he basically related how he had served in Iraq for two tours of duty.
Because of his background in linguistics he had been charged with learning Arabic. It was the most widely spoken language in that country and in many more around the world where the United States was becoming more interested year after year. Where the military services were justly interested.
"Lina, you must understand, it isn't something I really wish to talk about right now. Just understand that I am well. And Barkley helps me to stay well. That's all you really need know at this moment. Perhaps I'll tell you more someday. I'm fairly sure I shall." He smiled knowingly as he rose to get their coffee to go with dessert.
She rose with him and encircled his chest with her arms, laying her face against his chest with emotional trust. That was all for that time. They finished dining and he walked her back to her dormitory. Everything was so close together on this familial, collegial campus of higher learning.
On their last date they had walked around the college campus holding hands after dining out. They stopped beneath a limestone archway and chatted. Then Lorenzo had said, "Bésame, Lina." He looked down at her face. And leaned down. Their lips touched. It lasted only a moment or two but it held special meaning.
Katherine giggled and asked, "What did you just say, Enzo?"
He chuckled. "I said, kiss me, Lina." He smiled and touched her chin, raising her head up. "Bésame, mi querida. Kiss me, my dearest." They kissed again, more intently, more passionate, and he held her close.
That had been as close as they came to anything more passionate. But now, on Halloween, they were downtown watching the crowds. It hadn't occurred to either to dress up. It was simply not something either had done for many years. But looking at the celebrants passing along the way was great fun.
Barkley loved it. Many in the crowd brought their own pets along with them. It was a meet and greet marathon for the pup and any friends he made as they strolled by. Most of the time they sat upon a corner bench and had fun holding hands and pointing out their favorites as they walked by.
It was just an hour or so after the sun has set when they decided that the air was getting much too chilly to stay out any longer. They bundled themselves up and set off with Barkley in the lead to Lorenzo's apart about two or three blocks away. Within fifteen minutes the two of them and the pup were upstairs taking off their wraps and laughing.
First thing Lorenzo went into the kitchen. Katherine joined him as the pup went to his snug corner bed to take a nap. They heated milk and made some hot cocoa with marshmallows, taking their mugs into the living area. Lorenzo turned on the gas burning fireplace to give them a welcome glow of warmth against the chill of autumn becoming winter.
As conversation died down and the cocoa was consumed they sat smiling. Katherine had kicked her boots off to stay warm in front of the fire. Her skirt was pulled up and her legs curled under as she laughed as something Lorenzo had said. Then she set her mug down on an end table.
With her hands free she decided that she didn't mean to wait any longer. Perhaps Enzo was too much of a gentleman. But she needed him. She reached both hands up to his strong face and pulled him toward her, her lips seeking his. "Bésame, Enzo." And they kissed, fervently and with consuming ardor. This was her moment.
The pup kept sleeping as their kiss finally ended, lasting for what seemed like hours. But too short a time by far in her estimation. His too, undoubtedly, and he picked her up in his arms. In through the open bedroom doorway he carried her. There he carefully placed her on the bed and began to slowly and cautiously remove her clothing.
"No, Enzo, no. I need you now. Please, just take me, lover. Take me." And she took command of her own needs jumping up and stripping off her clothing as quickly as she could. He needed no further goading but was unclothes as fast as her. Both stood achingly at the end of the bed. His manhood was rampant and her breasts were turgid.
His mouth sought them and sucked them in, taking as much as his mouth would hold. Her hand was gripping his prick with an eager want, stroking his veiny member into even more rigidity. Dropping to her knees she took him into her mouth, moaning with her desire, licking and tasting his cock.
He spread his legs widely, bending his knees as he thrust into her receptive mouth. Holding her blonde curls, gripping them with each ram of his cock into her wet, drooling mouth. "Please, suck it querida, oh fuck yes, that's what I want mi amor."
She had made certain that she was giving the love she needed to express as one hand was feeling the lust she felt herself, tickling the dripping kitten that tingled with her starved yearning. Each thrust of his cock into her mouth was matched with her own fingers jamming into her sticky, velvety smooth vulva.
The small, precious climaxes spent themselves in her body and she kept taking him in. But, no. Not that. She felt his urgency. "No, Enzo, please. Don't come yet, my love. I want it in me. Yes, please, take me and use my body, my love."
"Ah, Lina. Lina. Yes, lay down dear heart. Lay down. Yes." And he lifted her soft, tender and firm legs up and over his shoulders. His hands lifted her rounded butt up away from the bed and his prick sought her wetness, and it enfolded his hardness as he plunged into her desperate womanhood.
She cried out with each thrust of his prick. Softly grunting with the forcefulness of his fucking. Her arms were tightly pulling him closer to her, feeling his now sweating body sticking to her own perspiring flesh. Both of them moaning and groaning with their obsession to complete and use each other's body. The rage that filled them as they joined together. Until it was time.
He stopped, then rammed once. Withdrew. Then rammed again. "Yes, Lina," he sighed as she responded with a soft hissing sound. And he began jetting and spurting his seed into her gentle yet constricting femininity. He continued over and over, spilling it out and into her. Until he was spent. And her arms held him tightly. Never wanting to release him.
As he also wished that. To never release her. Then Barkley bayed. The sound echoed off the chamber walls. They both laughed and her pussy had a gleeful spasm as his cock slipped free from her. They both collapsed together and the pup jumped up on the bed, went to a pillow, scratched a bed, and laid there gazing at them both.
Lina got out of her dormitory contract that December when the semester ended. Instead of going off somewhere for the winter break she moved in with Enzo. They had their own semi-vacation getting to know each other much better. Along with Barkley.
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InterracialThe rest of the day passed fairly uneventfully. I guess I was just in a movie-watching mood, because when my brother brought down a stack of other DVDs he’d burned, I joined him in watching them all. By the end of the last film (an old musical about actors in a Shakespeare play), my head was throbbing. I guess that’s the price you pay for spending a whole day staring at the TV. I got up and began to stagger to my room, but my brother stopped me. “No kiss?” he said, a pout on his...
"You'd better get dressed and go, Sandy. I think I heard the cleaning woman come in." "Holy shit, did she see us?" "No, she always starts in the kitchen." He bent to kiss me, two fingers squirming inside me, diddling my clitoris. I pushed his hand out and got out of bed. He grabbed me again, this time pressing a finger against my anal ring. Prick! I slapped his hand and he finally gave up, reaching for his clothing. When we were finally clothed, albeit with me in just a bathrobe,...
Lord Stanley Professional Disciplinarian I recently transferred to England with the BBC and moved into a lovely apartment in a small town outside of London. My neighbour, Janine is a very nice attractive single lady and we were getting well acquainted but soon I would get to know a whole lot more about her. I do a lot of my work from home so I have a very flexible schedule so on a Monday morning feeling the need to release some sexual tension I walk down into the centre of town to a nice...
I want to give a big fat thank you to anonymous readers as well as the members on lit who have given me interesting and helpful feedback. You are truly appreciated. I specifically want to happily acknowledge betrayedbylove who seems to have read quite a few of my stories! Anyway, enjoy the story. ***** ‘You never paid me any attention.’ he said to me pointing a finger in my direction. ‘I gave you attention.’ ‘Yeah well not enough of it.’ He accused once again. ‘Seriously Greg, that’s your...
With a flip a switch, 4 bright florescent lights flickered to life, drowning out the single bulb that has been casting a weak light over the room. A girl in a cage set in the corner of the room turned her head away from the brightness. He walked over to the cage, there was no need for a lock. The girl crawled out, the stiffness in her movements evidence of the hours spent in the small cage. No words were spoken, she knew what was expected of her. On all fours, eyes downcast, she waited. Hooking...
The Contest was to make a Panto using a Fairy Tale. As an American I really don't understand the concept of a panto but with any luck I made an enjoyable story. There is very little in the way of explicit sex in this story though I tried to make it as suggestive as possible. The Thematic tags of beastiality and nonconsensual sex are for one scene only. Please leave comments ***** Once upon a time in a far away kingdom lived a young couple who were very much in love. They...
This is my first try. Kindly provide feedback as I require them to improve. If the story is acceptable, the will be a continuation of this story. This is fictitious, only letting my imagination run wild. Thank you all. Chapter 1: The siblings meet after 5 years. Daniel looked out of the greyhound’s window as it made its way down the highway, heading towards Salinas. The vast acres of rolling hills seem to flow forever, beyond what his eyes could see. Somewhere, along this stretch...
I picked Karolina up at 7pm, she looked stunning as alway’s, she had a tight black dress on, one that showed her figures off beautifully. Every wonderful curve on display, it stopped just before her knee’s, probably for easy access to her. She looked amazing anyway, no wonder all my friends wanted to fuck her. ‘Where we going’ ? She asked ‘I’ve found a restaurant I would like to try, it’s a new one in oakwood forest ‘ That was a blatant lie, I had no intention of going for a meal with her....
Melissa had been reading all about Roman history and the lifestyles of the emperors and their wives. She had long reached the part about the famous Valeria Messalina, Claudius’s third wife who apparently challenged a prostitute to a fucking competition and won. In those days, the wealthiest women were not short of men, but in this day and age, you could wait forever.Melissa had been waiting; four weeks to be precise and today was the day; the hour, rapidly approaching. She had posted a...
HardcoreIt all started when I bumped into an old work colleague. She was the most beautiful blonde-haired woman, I had ever seen with a breast size of 36D and she was only twenty. She had beautiful body to go with it and a matching arse, but her best feature was her feet. Her skin was like butter and she had a rose tattoo on her foot. She had the sexiest Russian accent to go with that rocking body; it would get you hard every time she spoke. She was working in a small clothes shop, (it does not matter...
FetishI picked Karolina up at 7pm, she looked stunning as alway's, she had a tight black dress on, one that showed her figures off beautifully. Every wonderful curve on display, it stopped just before her knee's, probably for easy access to her. She looked amazing anyway, no wonder all my friends wanted to fuck her."Where we going" ? She asked"I've found a restaurant I would like to try, it's a new one in oakwood forest " That was a blatant lie, I had no intention of going for a meal with her....
Avevo 18 anni ed ero ancora in calabria la mia terra di origine.All'epoca frequentavo le scuole del mio paese ,un piccolo paesino medioevale ai piedi della Sila.Gli studi andavano abbastanza bene ma a volte in alcune materie un po'ostiche x me avevo bisogno di aiuto e spesso con due care amiche di scuola ci vedevamo x aiutarci a vicenda negli studi. Le mie lacune in materia di lingua italiana a volte parevano insormontabili ed Elisa una cara amica di studi mi aiutava a superarle con non poche...
I walk into the living room of my master. I am completely sissified and wear a very frilly sissy maid outfit. My 6" white leather peep too high heels have thick leather straps around my ankles and are closed with medium sized padlocks. I wish I knew where my master holds the keys. On my lightly sun tanned and smoothly shaved legs I wear white sheer seamed stockings and with a nice lace band at the top. At the back the pink seams end with large pink girly satin bows. Just above my...
LUPETTE & THE THREE PORCELINAS By C ([email protected])Synopsis: Lupette pursues some very pretty porcelinas. Who will outsmart whom? Who will have a happy ending? F/f+, snuff, forced, humiliation, fantasyOnce upon a time, there were three very pretty porcelina sisters: Sondra, Cindy, and St. Cloud. Upon the death of their mother, they divided up their inheritance and set out into the Great Big World to seek their fortune. One may imagine them together, strolling hand-in-hand along the...
I met Gwen on my first day at work. She was the receptionist and the person who issued me my temporary ID badge and told me where to report in. To say that I was taken by the raven haired beauty with the deep blue eyes would be a massive understatement. Going gaa gaa over her would be closer to the truth. I did notice that there were no rings on her finger. As I walked away from her desk I'd already made up my mind that I was going to try and get something going with her. Easier said than...
Blanche opened the door on the third knock. "Hello Burt" she said as she showed him into the lounge room. "I was out the back trying to clean up the back garden; it is a real mess that was why I was a bit late in opening up". "That is fine Blanche", he replied as he followed her into the kitchen which was the general area where afternoon tea was served or any general gossip was discussed, for he and Blanche were very much on the same wave length and it was in this room that he had...
Allan wasn’t that keen on investigating the ‘adult dating’ businesses but he was fed to the teeth in being alone, sitting on his backside but he had heard so many negative comments re these organizations that he had avoided them. However, after a bit of a discussion with a couple of friends who had experienced them and been told, that his suspicions were correct in nearly all cases but there were a couple that were genuine. “I can guarantee these two that I have told you about Allan are good...
Saron's head whipped around as he snarled out, "You!" Saron snarled out as his armored fist hit Davy's jaw and blood went flying. "Yes, Captain, and I ask you once again. What have you done?" Garlina said as she walked into the light. Davy's head jerked back and he saw stars as pain flared through his head. Saron stood up, his left hand wrapped around Davy's throat. Davy tried to pry the fist off of his throat with his fingers as he kicked the man holding him off the ground. He...
Each day Mary would come and bring a bath. Hot water was hauled up from somewhere and poured into a bath where I wallowed till it chilled. I dried off and rested by the fire. I had an array of books, each erotica. I understood more now. Each afternoon I was severed lunch. Each night I was served dinner. After dinner the fun would begin. I never knew what. Sometimes it would be Felicia and Richard. Most nights it was just Richard. We began to talk and he finally explained himself. "I needed...
Dear Terrance; Well now you asked me to write you a letter explaining how you me the first and second time we fucked. And you also wanted me to include into this letter any fantasy I may have had while it was happening. Well first we went downtown to my apartment on Palmer Rd and went into my room. At first we were talking about your job as a councilor for the Jerry’s Housing Projects kids. Then I questioned your role in that private organization you belonged to. Getting hornier and hornier by...
EroticShe took out a book that was about amazon and said, " follow these rules and dont make stupid mistakes okay." She said without taking her eyes off of my eyes. I said sure I later found out i was traveling with my aunt. I was happy because i loved her, not as in a aunt and niece way. I really loved her whole body. She had a 36dd breast size. I could almost feel her breast rubbing against my face. I got up and shook my head letting the thoughts run out of me. I packed my bag and left my...
I awoke feeling especially horny that day. I expected exciting things to happen and looked forward to my day unfolding. It was to be my last day at this particular job assignment and I was pleasantly surprised when I was invited out for happy hour drinks after work. I do mostly temp work, and rarely had the chance to socialize outside of the office. From the very start of putting on my cute skirt and matching blazer ensemble, my pussy tingled and was moist, if not wet, the entire day. Had I...
Author's Note: The following is a true story, however, some of the names have been changed to protect the innocent! It was the summer of my sixteenth birthday and my family and I had gone to my Aunt Ruthie and Uncle Bill's to see them. It had been about four years since we had last been down to see them, and we were all anxious to reconnect with family. On the drive down to my aunt's house just a little south of Montgomery, Alabama, Mom talked about how much she missed her sister, how big...
TrueMaddy sighed, tired from the hike but moved by the gorgeous vista before her. Dwight was right - this mountain, crowded with skiers during the winter, was largely ignored in the hot months, leaving a verdant scattering of grass avenues and rich, tall trees that were totally devoid of anyone, save the two of them. Her muscular frame growing restless, Maddy twisted her wrists against the padded cuffs as a chill breeze crossed her bare, freckled skin - at least, she hoped Dwight didn't get her...
BDSMI was sitting down stairs watching a football game at halftime Uncle Bob went to get us something to drink. Pam sitting in a chair leaned over and asked me just how did you meet Nancy anyway? I though about it for a few seconds when just about that time Uncle Bob returned when I said I'll tell you later. After the game Pam and I stayed to watch a movie while Uncle Bob and Aunt June played cards in the next room. Pam sat next to me on the couch so I could talk in low tones.I told Pam that I met...
Kissin cousins and more pt 4Today is Saturday Uncle Bob is going to play golf with three of his friends and will be gone most of the day and Aunt June is going shopping and out to lunch with a couple of her girl friends and should be gone until at least four o'clock. My Uncle Bob tells me that I am doing a great job and that all of his men on the job like me which makes me very happy. We are almost done with this project and should finish about a week ahead of schedule and should earn all of us...
iKissed A Girl… Or Two… Or Three…[/image]Carly Shay was staring at the ceiling of her room, unable to sleeep a wink. The weird encounter she and her friends had at the retro diner with that crazy Amanda Valdez, better known as Mandy, was still had her mind whirling. She was not expecting such an event to occur, but it did.Mandy, a way to eager to please super-fan, saw Carly, Sam, Freddie and Spencer sitting at a table and freaked out as soon as she realised who it was. She ran over, sat in...
When i was around 23 i used to do kissagrams for a local modelling agency, my first one was at a hotel, then a couple in pubs. I really liked it and my boyfriend did as i always came home dressed in a basque and horny.Anyway i got a phone call to say a party at a house wanted to book for 10 pm next Friday and the fee was £25, i was given the address and told to ask for Gary.Because it was late my boyfriend drove me and parked round the corner, i had had a couple of drinks as i was not driving...
I awoke feeling especially horny that day. I expected exciting things to happen and looked forward to my day unfolding. It was to be my last day at this particular job assignment and I was pleasantly surprised when I was invited out for happy hour drinks after work. I do mostly temp work, and rarely had the chance to socialize outside of the office. From the very start of putting on my cute skirt and matching blazer ensemble, my pussy tingled and was moist, if not wet, the entire day. Had I...
ExhibitionismWe spotted each other as soon as I walk through the pub door. Doreen sat at a table with her husband Bill. She looked great. I had dropped in on impulse as I passed, felling the need of a cold pint of beer on a warm July night. They both waved at me with beaming faces. Bill stood unsteadily and held out his hand. "Didn't know you were in town," he said as we shook. His speech was slurred. "I got in yesterday," I replied, " I thought it was time to pay mum a visit, or to be more accurate, mum...
IncestKissin' Cousins by C. Cameron Table of Contents Introduction/Forward Chapter 1 - A Secret Revealed Chapter 2 - What Takes Women So Long? Chapter 3 - Party Time Chapter 4 - Dining, Dancing, and Discussions Chapter 5 - A Nightcap Chapter 6 - Angel of the Morning Chapter 7 - One From the Heart Chapter 8 - Supporting Palyers and The College Years - A Little Background Epilog - Of Sorts to Our Story Acknowledgements Introduction/Forward Ok, just...
Intro - Postcard from Cousin Jeannie Hey, Cuz How you been? Haven't heard from you in so long! What are you up to these days? Don't you be mean to me now, drop me a line. Luv ya Jeannie. Man, talk about an out-of-the-blue whack between the eyes. A postcard, a sunset picture of the Alamo on the front, from my cousin Jeannie. How many years has it been? God, twenty? Yeah, almost twenty years since I've set eyes on that woman. Wonder what she looks like now. I know she had three kids....
I stood on the veranda of the cabin wearing nothing but a towel, which covered me from nipples to snatch. Eight or ten decks below, two burly men, each wearing a hard hat, were the only living things in sight on the creaking scow, larger than a football field. They were scanning the side of our ship, checking each veranda for life, especially female life. Their eyes kept coming back to me, trying to see through the Plexiglas below the railing, straining to see my bush from under the towel,...
What's Kiss JAV aka Shy AV all about? You perverts out there with a fetish for Japanese girls probably already know this, but JAV is an abbreviation, short for Japanese Adult Video. Add a kiss in front of that, and you have one of the largest Japanese porn tubes on the web. Kiss Jav specializes in more than just Japanese videos, though; they have tons of Korean JAV and Chinese content as well. It is the Porn Hub of exclusively Asian content.With over 2,500 pages of videos and counting, you are...
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