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Finn had just started his first job as a bell boy at a popular hotel in downtown Florida. His day was going slow, but that's typical for an average first day. Finn was your average kid had just graduated early from High School at the age of 18. He stood about 5' 10" had short length jet black hair and was slightly pudgy. Like every other kid he needed money to buy a car , so Finn decided to get a job as a bell boy. Finn was checking his phone for the time. "3 1/2 hours until my shift is done." Finn thought to himself. Suddenly the halls got crowded as paparazzi came into the peaceful front lobby of the hotel. Camera flashes is all that can be seen.
"Looks like our big name guest is here. Finn carry there luggage to there room please?" Finn's boss said as Finn tried to figure out who the celebrity is.
Finn waits about fifteen minutes before grabbing the luggage and heading to the elevator.
"I wonder who the celebrity is?" Finn thought to himself as the elevator door opened as he walked and went down the hall stopping at a door at the end of the hall. Finn knocks on the door, but doesn't get an answer.
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Anabelle Ford, the Teacher“And the, ladies, was Renaissance woman. Now I want you to study what we’ve been going over and come back to me with some of the major problems women in the 14th to 16th century would come up against and please, PLEASE, don’t stick to the usual hygiene problems. Let your mind expand and come up with something original.”Anabelle looked at her class. Thirteen girls. University calling and all ambitious. Her mind flitted back to her own school days. The keenness...
Far north of England, high on top of a hill stood a grand gold palace where a king and queen lived with their only son, twenty year old Charlie. Prince Charlie. He was spoilt rotten and got everything he wanted and when he wanted it. One bright sunny day, Prince Charlie came down to the dining room for afternoon tea and noticed a strikingly handsome young bell boy in a red suit outside the front entrance of the palace struggling with suitcases through the window. He went to the front door and...
"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter One" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy If even ONE of the girls is missing from the Southern Belle formation at the annual Heritage Day parade, the entire town will know it?every one of their colorful gowns is over five feet wide! Luckily, Lisa's boyfriend may be able to fill an empty hoopskirt for them... "You!" I heard a woman behind me exclaim. I jumped. "Me?" I asked. I turned around. I knew this woman,...
Hi all. It’s Horniman again, horny as always! This sensational massage happened sometime back when I had gone to meet a client for a business deal. His attractive secretary always had a thing for me. She was this dusky beauty, Annabelle, from Mumbai. I do not know why, but perhaps the Mumbai connection hit off or was it something else. I mused. She had this gleam in her eyes and perkiness in her manner whenever I’d arrive for a call. Her boss was this dumb guy on the take, which made it easier...
The hotel was quiet. It was unusual for this time of year but with the pilots on strike there wasn’t much action as far as tourists were concerned. As I walked through the foyer, I thought about last night and the hot young surfer that had put on such a hot show. I was starting to get that old familiar feeling in my groin. ‘Mr. Mac, how are you today?’ I looked up from my reverie and saw Wayne, the new porter. God, what an Adonis this boy was. Standing 5’8” with shoulder length straight,...
I was on cloud nine the morning after I formally "met" Sarah. All thoughts of Heather were out of my mind. The issue with Ashley still nagged at me, but I was in such euphoria that it was on the back burner a bit too. I whistled cheerfully as I showered and got ready for my day with Sarah. Sarah had arranged for Brianna to spend the day at one of her friend's houses so we could spend the day together out and about. I asked, rather I demanded, that I plan out the day. The order for the...
I sighed in pleasure as she sank on my member, straddling me on my bed. I grabbed her grapefruit sized breasts in my hands and kneaded them in my hands. Finding her nipples, I began gently flicking them with my thumb and forefinger. "Oh my god Greg, you are such a wonderful lover," she exclaimed. She threw back her head for a few strokes and then threw herself back into me. I brushed back her fiery red hair and licked her neck with a passionate stroke. I tried in vain to lick her ear but...
I was having the time of my life. I was in love with a beautiful older woman who loved to have sex. For the next two weeks we had sex all over Grace's house and several times in the boat. We couldn't keep our hands off one another. Sarah continued to work with me in getting me to stay flaccid when I was naked with her. I was actually starting to get good at it but whenever she teased me it would instantly go up. She figured I was probably ready for the nudist beaches as long as she didn't...
I couldn't believe it! Sarah's surprise for me was Ashley. I ignored the stares of those around me from the broken glass and flew into her arms. "Oh God, I am so happy to see you," I cried. "Me too," she said in tears. "I am so sorry for hurting you," I said. "It was my fault, I am sorry." I couldn't bring myself to let her go. I was so happy to have her back. She wouldn't let go of me either. We hugged each other for what seemed an eternity and finally Sarah had to...
I woke up in a state of euphoria. I knew for sure that I was in love with Sarah and our activities the night before consummated it. I still didn't know what to do about Ashley but I felt too good to worry about it. I turned over in the bed, hoping to give Sarah a good morning kiss and found that she was gone. I got up, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and climbed into the shower. I let the hot water run over me for awhile to bring myself back to reality. I thought back to the limo ride the...
As I stated earlier, when push comes to shove, I will choose flight over fight every time. When I was caught having sex with Ashley in the pool by Bree and Sarah I did the only thing I could think of doing. I went by instinct. I took flight. I pulled back from Ashley, dislodging myself from her and took off out of the pool. I could hear Bree crying and wanting to know how I could do something that would hurt her mom so much. Sarah was telling her to calm down. At least she wasn't yelling at...
The two weeks after Ashley's return were busy for everyone. My first order of business was to patch up things with Bree. Her mom had prepared her for our discussion and things actually went pretty well. Within a few days our friendship was back to normal and I was back to driving her to her practices. I was starting to see that her true talent was in dancing. I am no dancing professional but I could tell she would go far as a dancer if that was the route in life she chose. Sarah spent most...
I looked at Bree with a mixture of shock and arousal. Both girls were fully naked and Megan's red swollen womanhood was spread out for all to see. I quickly noticed that what I could see of Bree's womanhood was also quite swollen. These girls had obviously been quite busy. "Greg, please don't tell my mom!" Bree screamed at me. I didn't say anything. I didn't even move. I was too shocked to move. "Greg please!" I looked at Megan. She made no attempt to cover up but I could see she...
The week after Bree's party was another week of routine for the four of us. Once again I was diving all week. Sarah had numerous planning meetings to go to for her various charities. Bree was busy with all of her acting, dancing, and voice classes. Ashley was still working her ass off at Busch Gardens to make tuition for the year. I called Grace during the week to see how she was holding out against my mother. She was having no luck and starting to feel that it all wasn't worth it. I gave...
Sarah, Ashley and I walked out of Nordstrom's arm in arm. I of course had a huge grin on my face, but that goofy grin hid the inner turmoil going on. I wondered where our relationship stood. I wondered if the girls would want to have similar liaisons and if I could handle them doing so. "Let's go grab a bite to eat," said Sarah. "I want to try out that new Mexican place in the outdoor plaza." The outdoor plaza had some shops and some upscale restaurants. I thought it would be nice to...
As Grace and I left the house I took her hand in mine. She squeezed my hand in thanks for the sign of comfort I had given her and then we made our walk over to Sarah's house. We walked up to the back gate at Sarah's yard and knocked. "Sarah?" I shouted over the gate. After a few seconds a very naked Sarah came running over to the gate. "Thought you weren't coming," said Sarah with a smile as she scanned the neighborhood and then opened the gate. "My guest here convinced me...
I followed Sarah into the house with a sense of dread. I knew we would have a talk about Bree after she talked with her, but the way she said that we needed to talk filled me with a sense of trepidation over the talk. Sarah led me upstairs to the master bedroom. "Get dressed," said Sarah. "It'll be easier to talk for both of us if we are dressed." Sarah went over to her dresser and picked out a pair of sweats. I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. When we were finished dressing,...
The entire evening was about sex. Everyone in the house was having it in some form or another. Only Bree and I kept away from the main orgy going on downstairs. The only reason we knew that it was continuing was the screams and groans of passion that filled the house, and likely the neighborhood as well. Bree and I spent time together just getting to know each other's bodies. I wasn't ready to take her virginity just yet, but she was more than willing. We fell asleep in one another's arms...
I was stunned at Ashley's sudden outpouring of emotion. She now lay on my chest, a quivering, sobbing wreck. I was at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. I loved Ashley with all my heart. In fact I could honestly say of the three women who captured my heart that she was the one that had the biggest piece. The question was could I leave Sarah? Could I leave Bree? I brushed my hand through her silky red curls, trying to comfort her as best I could. She turned and looked at me and...
"Mr. Hamilton?" called a distant voice in the darkness. "I think he's regaining consciousness." I opened my eyes a little, the light blinding them shut again. "Mr. Hamilton?" I opened my eyes a little bit again and looked up and saw bright fluorescent lights and white everywhere else. I looked for the man calling my name and saw that the voice belonged to a giant blur hovering over me. "He's awake," said the man. "Oh my God!" cried a woman in the background. "Thank God!"...
A very naked Grace answered her door and looked at me like I was crazy. "How in the hell did you get over here?" asked Grace, worry washing over her face. "Ashley walked me over and then left. I need to talk to you alone where I know no one else is going to walk in on our conversation." "OK sweetie," said Grace, visibly relaxed. "I'm gonna have to send Patrick away though." "I can come back at another time," I said, blushing. Grace shook her head. "No, it sounds like this is...
The next week passed with quite a bit of awkwardness. Ashley and I still stayed at Sarah's house at her insistence but we ended up spending as much time away from the others as possible. The only people we actively socialized with were Grace and Patrick. I was going to really miss Patrick when the two of us went back to our respective schools. He and I had gotten really close since our trip down to Sarasota. Being with Grace had changed him for the better. He was less nerdy, more friendly...
Ashley's eyes widened. "Oh my God," she whispered. Tears were running down her cheeks. I pulled a small box out of my pocket and opened it. I dropped to one knee and presented her the box. "Ashley, would you do me the greatest honor of my life and join me in marriage?" I pulled the ring out of the box and started putting it on her finger as tears streamed down her face. She started nodding furiously. "Yes! Yes! Yes, I will marry you!" cried Ashley. She looked at the ring on her...
Belle and Troop A- Sam DarquesiedI reveled in the beauty of that bright, warm, glorious day. It had been a hard final year and I had promised myself that the day after my final paper I would head for the woodlands. I have always loved solitary deep woods hiking but that year simply left no time for anything other than study. I was twenty five years old with a newly acquired degree in biology and a couple of solid employment prospects. I had worked hard so I deserved to take some time for...
This story is based upon a photo series, “The Bet”, by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who started a photo series under this same name at https://bramleyappletheforbiddenfruit.blogspot.com. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in “The Bet”, and with his collaboration. He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don’t speak. I present to you this tale of a bet gone wrong. You will also find links to his other photographic works. Please...
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