Alexandra and Muriel Find Love
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Alexandra shuffled slowly down the long hallway. The drab linoleum tile was cracked and missing in places. The two toned green walls were faded and depressing. A number of girls were sitting in chairs or shuffling along, attired in the same ugly print hospital gown and robe, and wearing the same blue slippers. It was 1950, and this was the third time she found herself in a place like this. The third time since her parents had caught her that night two years ago.
Alexandra had known for a long time that she was different from the other girls. Her vision of a happy home did not fit the idyllic standard of the day. She thought this might change as she got older and started dating along with all the rest of her friends, but it did not. She thought more and more about her girl friends. She tried a few double dates, but found herself thinking about the other girl on the date and not her actual date.
When she was sixteen, she met a new girl at school. Maryanne had just moved to the area, so had no friends. Alexandra was immediately drawn to her, and they became fast friends in a very short time. It was not long before they both realized the attraction was mutual, and they soon began making out. At first, it was just holding hands and kissing. One day, Alexandra and Maryanne had been making out, but it soon became more heated. They removed each others clothes and began exploring their bodies. Soon they were laying with their heads between the others legs, tongues and fingers working, until both girls orgasmed.
After that, they got together as often as they could, and wherever they could, including the girls locker room at school. They were very careful until the day Alexandra’s dad walked into her room without knocking and caught them naked and making love to each other. Maryanne was sent home immediately and was forbidden to ever return to the house. Alexandra was sent away, and everyone was told she had been enrolled in a boarding school for special girls for the remainder of the school year.
These places were known as reprogramming schools. That first time, she had spent two months in the school where the girls were made to attend various ‘classes’ and group therapy sessions. In the classes, they were taught to put on makeup, dress properly, and how to act on a date with a man. There were dancing lessons and sessions on being the perfect wife and homemaker. It was drummed into the girls that their lot in life was to keep a nice clean home, cook nice home cooked meals every night for their husbands and have babies. They were to submit to their husband’s will and please them sexually. Their own needs were not important.
When she was released and returned home, her parents said that they were enrolling her in a new school the next year and she would finish out her high school years there. She was not to try to see Maryanne during the summer or ever again.
After that first time, Alexandra was a ‘good girl’ for almost a year. Her parents set up several dates with the son of a family friend. She dutifully went out on each date. She wore all the appropriate clothing for a ‘proper’ girl. Her makeup was impeccable. She let her hair grow out and wore it in a popular style of the day. Several other boys began to pay attention to her as well. Her parents were thrilled that she had been ‘cured’. Then, just before school ended for the summer, Alexandra met Denise.
The attraction was immediate for both girls. They began sneaking around, snatching precious moments whenever and wherever they could. They fell hard for each other and hated that they were unable to openly express their love for each other. But it was 1949, and such things were not discussed or permitted amongst ‘civilized people’. When Denise’s parents arrived home early one day and discovered them in bed together, immediate steps were taken. They told Alexandra’s parents of the tryst, and she found herself back in the reprogramming school again. Denise and her family moved to a new house in a town fifty miles away.
This time, Alexandra spent four months at the school. The first six weeks were almost in total isolation. Other than the nurse who gave her medication three times a day and the orderlies who accompanied her to the shower room twice a week and brought meals to her room, she saw no one. Books on etiquette, how to be a good wife and please your husband were left in her room to read. A twice weekly test was given to ensure she was reading them and learning the lessons.
After six weeks of isolation, Alexandra was finally permitted to once again join in the group sessions. The sessions were intense, with the lessons being drummed into the girls twelve hours each day. Meals were eaten in silence. Besides the group sessions, repeat offenders were also subjected to private sessions. Some were given electric shock therapy. She had even heard rumors of lobotomies being administered to some of the worst cases. Every moment was supervised, so there was no chance for them to make friends. The girls were locked in their rooms each night. After two and a half more months, she was deemed ‘cured’ once again and sent home.
She was in her final year of high school, held back due to the time she had spent at the reprogramming school. To explain her absence, her parents had spread the story that she had been sick and had been hospitalized for all that time. All her friends had graduated the previous June. Many of the boys she had known had gone into the service if they had not gone on to college. A few of the girls had also gone on to college or finishing school, but many had already married or were engaged to be. A few were expecting children, and one friend already had given birth to twins. She found out from a mutual friend that Denise had also gotten married. She was profoundly sad about this since it probably meant that they would never see each other again, nor ever be able to share their love.
Although Alexandra had resigned herself to never seeing Denise again, she was glad that at least she had gotten married and had not been sent to a reprogramming school as well. Denise was much more fragile than Alexandra and she doubted that Denise would be able to handle the stress of the school. She hoped that she was happy in her marriage, but she had her doubts. In the back of her mind, she always hoped that someday she would find her or at least hear how she was doing.
One day, fate intervened while on a field trip with her class, and she ran into Denise at a museum. She barely recognized her as she had a baby in a carriage, and it was obvious she was expecting another. Denise looked much older than her nineteen years. Alexandra snuck away from the school group and she and Denise found a quiet corner to talk. Denise told Alexandra the marriage had been arranged by her parents right after they had moved away. She had not even been allowed to finish high school, nor attend art school as she had planned. Her husband, Robert, was twenty-three years her senior and a partner in the law firm where her father was employed. His wife had died some three years previously and they had never had children.
Robert Sunderland was a selfish man, thinking of the wife’s role in a marriage much like many other men at that time. He was the breadwinner, and a wife was there to serve him and satisfy his every whim; that included submitting to his sexual needs and providing him with a son to carry on his name. This is what he expected of his first wife during their marriage. She had twice gotten pregnant, but had miscarried both times. She was deeply depressed after the second miscarriage and did not want to be touched again. This was something he would just not tolerate as he wanted that son, and expected her to do what it took to give him one. At first, he seemed to be a bit more concerned about her feelings, but eventually tired of her rejections to his demands.
He continued pressing her to get pregnant, telling her that having a child would make her feel better. It was 1946 and women had very little recourse but to do what their husbands demanded of them. After awhile, she finally just let him do as he pleased, but she did not get pregnant again. He was quite unhappy with the situation and reminded her often that she was not fulfilling her wifely duties. He began drinking and she became even more depressed, losing weight until she weighed a mere ninety pounds. One day, she just stopped caring and slipped into a coma. She was hospitalized, but never woke up and finally died about a month later.
Denise told Alexandra that it was a loveless marriage. Robert showed her little affection, though he had doted on their daughter when she was first born. Sex was very perfunctory. He did not care at all about her pleasure and rarely took longer than ten minutes to finish, then would roll over and go to sleep. If she complained enough about his lack of caring about her needs, he would settle for oral sex on him instead. Denise was very embarrassed to relate this to Alexandra, but she had no one else to talk to and trusted her completely.
Denise said that after their daughter was born, she was moved into another room with the baby so Robert would not be disturbed during the night. Whenever he chose, she was summoned to his room to have sex. When she became pregnant again, he stopped asking her for even that, just occasionally requiring her to give him a blow job until he even stopped asking for that. He began drinking even more and staying away from home, sometimes all night. She had just also found out he had a mistress which explained his increasing absences. In many ways, she hoped and wished he would divorce her or leave her for his mistress, but she had no idea how she would support herself if he did, as well as worrying he would take her children from her.
She was very unhappy and lonely. Her only adult company had come from the colored help who came daily to cook, clean and help with the baby. She had no social life whatsoever. After numerous complaints, her husband had finally acquiesced and purchased a car for her. To pay for it, he dismissed the housekeeper, so she was busier than ever and rarely got out except to do the shopping, take the clothes to the Laundromat or run other errands. She was sick with this second pregnancy and tired all the time. The trip to the museum was a rare event. All their old feelings came rushing back, and they made plans to meet again soon.
Over the next eight months, they managed to talk every week or two and occasionally meet somewhere. Alexandra began going to Denise’s house as she neared the end of her pregnancy. She finally gave birth to another daughter. Within two weeks of giving birth, her husband began bringing her back into his bedroom for sex as he said he was determined to have a son. She became pregnant about three months later, and the sex stopped once again. Two years of marriage to a man she did not love and already pregnant with her third child, but that was the reality of the time. She hoped this one would be a son, so he would just leave her alone.
During this time, Alexandra had graduated from high school and was attending a finishing school. Luckily, her parents had not realized that the school was only a few miles from where Denise was now living, which had made it very easy for the two girls to meet. The finishing school was really nothing more than a place for men to meet acceptable women to marry. Alexandra was a very beautiful girl, so was courted by many of the male students from the local college. She vowed to dutifully keep up the pretense, until she graduated, got a job and could move away from home.
She and Denise were making plans for that time. Somehow they would find a way to be together, find a way for Denise to leave her husband. Find a way, despite their parents and families, to share their love and their lives. In the meantime, she would play along. It was all going well until an old neighbor of her parents saw the two girls together holding hands and sneaking kisses. And so Alexandra found herself in the reprogramming school for the third time. She worried more about Denise than herself. She had been through this before, but she feared what Denise’s husband would do to her.
Alexandra wondered if Denise’s parents had told him of her preference for women when they had arranged the marriage. She suspected they had, but probably assured them the “problem” had been dealt with and that she was young and healthy and would surely give him the children he wanted. If he found out they were seeing each other again, he might well have her committed somewhere and she might never see her kids or Alexandra again. She knew that she could do nothing to help Denise as long as she was in here. She did not know how long they would keep her there this time either, but was resolute to get out as quickly as possible, find Denise and run as far away as they could get. Somehow, she was determined to find a way to make it happen.
Alexandra was being even more heavily medicated this time. She felt like she was in a stupor most of the time, until she finally began spitting out her meds when the orderlies weren’t looking. To keep up the pretense, she continued acting like she was taking them. She allowed herself to be made up, dressed up, and man handled by the men they brought in to the ‘dances’ that were held. Many of these ‘dances’ resulted in some of the girls being snuck off to a room somewhere, where the men kissed and fondled them. The hospital staff turned a blind eye to these occurrences as the families of the girls actually sanctioned it. In fact, many of the men were dates arranged by the families to marry off the girls after they were ‘cured.'
Her parents had already tried sending two different men for her, but she had managed to discourage them both, while at the same time making it seem like she was finally ready to change into a ‘normal’ woman. After six months of reprogramming, she was finally discharged and sent home. Her parents had lined up a job for her at a local department store, and had her old room ready for her. Her trousers and men’s shirts had been replaced by skirts and frilly blouses. Her vanity was stocked with makeup. And there was not one pair of sneakers left in her closet.
A marriage was being arranged with a young man she knew from high school. He was there at her welcome home party. She knew as soon as she met him. Knew his secret. She had kind of suspected in school, had heard a few rumors, but now she was sure. This would be okay. Her thoughts went to Denise and she wondered what had happened to her while she was gone. She wondered about the pregnancy and Denise’s husband. Alexandra wondered if she was still okay. But before she could get away with Denise, she needed to get in touch with her again. She vowed she would figure out a way to check it out as soon as she was able; knowing her parents would be watching her closely would make it harder.
Her new job would be starting the next Monday. Her dad would drive her there each morning and pick her up at the end of her shift. She would have to give her parents her paycheck each week and would just be given a very small allowance to buy her lunch each day. She did not have a driver’s license or a car and the allowance really did not leave her much money to do anything, unless she skipped lunches. Her only freedom would come during her weekly date with Sam. Alexandra thought up a plan and put it into play.
At work, she tried to locate Denise during her breaks or lunch. She tried calling her from a pay phone at work, but the number she had was disconnected. She tried calling the operator, but there was no listing where she used to live. Finally, she decided to enlist Sam’s help. She told him she knew his secret, and he said he knew hers, but it would be fine. He had intended to tell her about himself soon anyway to be fair to her. For the time being, the arrangement suited them both. She told Sam her concerns about Denise. Sam agreed to help Alexandra find Denise, or at least find out if she was okay. It took almost a month, but he finally was able to find out where Denise and her family were living and get a phone number.
In the meantime, Sam and Alexandra continued dating, and he finally proposed. Her parents were ecstatic when Alexandra told them and said she had accepted. In reality, Sam and Alexandra had no intention of there ever being a real marriage, though they would go through with a wedding. Alexandra and Denise had finally been in touch and talked on the phone frequently. They had only been able to see one another once for just a few minutes. Alexandra’s parents were easing up on her a bit with the wedding plans moving along, but still kept her on a fairly short leash. They told her they had been saving her paychecks and would give the money to Sam to use for their honeymoon or their future.
Sam had been applying to a number of accounting firms in other states as he also wanted to get away from his family, and he had already interviewed at several. Two of the firms had made him offers. He had checked out the areas near each firm and found one that would be more conducive to his lifestyle, and also would be supportive of Alexandra and Denise. There was a large art community nearby where Denise could pursue her passion for painting. Her children would also be welcomed there and care would be available while Denise studied. Denise finally gave birth to a baby boy, but he was almost a month early. Labor was brought on prematurely after her husband had come home drunk again and caused her to trip and fall when she was trying to put him to bed . The baby spent almost six weeks in the hospital, and it was touch and go for awhile, but was now doing fine.
It was going to be hard for Denise to get away from her husband. She was not going to leave without her children, and had only been able to squirrel away a small amount of money. She would need somewhat of a head start when she left so she could be far enough away before he noticed she was missing. And she would need do it in such a way as not to draw attention to herself. That and the lack of money eliminated taking a plane or train. She might be able to afford a bus, but with three small children, that would not only be very hard on her, it would also make it easy for the police to find her. They all decided to have her wait until after Sam and Alexandra were married and then travel with them.
Both Sam and Alexandra had indicated to their families they wanted a very small wedding. Just a ceremony at city hall and dinner at a nice restaurant afterwards with the immediate family. They said the money they saved could be set aside to help purchase a home instead. They hinted at wanting to start a family as well. Sam actually had to start his new job before the wedding, so he went out and found a place for them to live and started work. Denise and Alexandra finally found a way to meet a few times and shortly before the wedding was able to get a bunch of the kids stuff to her. Alexandra added it to the trunk she was shipping to Sam with a number of her things.
The day of the wedding arrived and Sam and Alexandra were married. They told everyone they would be leaving on their honeymoon the following day, then move directly into the apartment Sam had rented afterward. In the meantime, Denise had told her husband she was going to spend several days at her aunt’s, who had broken her arm and needed some help. He seemed happy to have her and the kids gone for a few days, though he claimed he would miss his son. She knew he had grown tired of screaming children and would probably spend the time with his mistress unobstructed. Before she left though, he warned her to keep her mouth shut.
The day after the wedding, and after saying goodbye to their families, Sam and Alexandra got into Sam’s car and left for their ‘honeymoon’. They met Denise and the kids at a prearranged location and transferred everything from Denise's car into Sam’s vehicle. It was a bit crowded with three adults. three kids, all their bags and the wedding gifts, but they would manage. Sam had arranged for Denise to live at the commune at the artist colony where she and her children would be welcomed without prejudice. Outwardly, Sam and Alexandra would appear to be a happily married couple, and only a few people would know the truth.
It was a four day drive, with Sam, Alexandra, who had finally gotten her license, and Denise sharing the driving duties. Sam and Alexandra had made reservations at a couple of motels on the way and snuck Denise and the kids in after they checked in. They bought groceries and ate mostly sandwiches and juice or water, saving money instead of eating at restaurants. Denise wanted to chip in what she could, but Sam said she would need it when they arrived at the commune. Since she did not have a job, she would earn her room and board by working in the garden, the kitchen or one of the other areas. Child care was available, so she would also be able to study art. Still, there would be some things she would need to buy.
They finally arrived and after getting Denise and the kids situated, Sam and Alexandra settled into their apartment, where they set about living their separate lives. Sam loved his job and was assigned to a large account after only six months. It wasn’t long before he found and fell in love with Danny and eventually moved in with him, leaving the apartment for Alexandra. Although Denise continued living at the commune, she and Alexandra spent as much time together as possible, their love for each other growing day by day.
Sam and Alexandra continued using the apartment to host the occasional dinner party for his coworkers and other straight friends or on the rare times one of their parents made the long trip to visit. Alexandra’s mother confided on one visit that she knew the marriage was not real, but would never tell her father. She said she hoped Alexandra was finding the happiness she deserved and was sorry for what had been done to her. Alexandra had enrolled in college as a history major. She wanted to become a teacher. Denise was able to study art and showed great potential. To avoid any possible issues with her husband finding her, Denise had changed her name and that of her children, but was still worried he might come after her.
Alexandra finally heard through her parents the news that Denise and her three children had disappeared and her car was found abandoned. Her husband said she had planned on visiting an aunt, but the aunt denied any knowledge of a visit. Foul play was suspected and the police were looking at her husband. But lacking a body or bodies, he would most likely not be charged with anything. The more time that passed, the safer Denise felt. Denise, Alexandra, Sam and Danny spent a lot of time together and often attended various events the community held. These were generally quiet affairs as homosexuality was still a taboo subject amongst ‘civilized people.' After all, it was 1955. When they went out to other events, they would pair up as two normal couples that did not warrant a second look
By then, Denise was becoming a popular local artist and her paintings were beginning to command higher and higher prices. She did many landscapes and seascapes which the tourists loved, and she could barely keep up with the demand. When a house nearby the commune came up for sale, Denise and Alexandra bought it. The house had plenty of room for all of them. They were growing up and loved their Aunt Alexa and Uncles Sam and Danny. They attended the school where Alexandra was now teaching.
While the nature paintings sold well and paid the bills, her favorite subject was Alexandra, who often posed nude for her. Denise had done several of her as well as other nudes, including one she had also painted herself into, though she partially hid their faces so no one would recognize them. Some of her nudes were discovered and featured in an upscale gallery a distance from the commune,
By 1975, Denise was becoming known nationally. She looked completely different than she did when she had left her husband, maturing into a healthy and beautiful woman. Her paintings sold for thousands of dollars each. Her oldest daughter had inherited artistic abilities, specializing in illustrations of medical books. Her second daughter was in college and wanted to be a lawyer. She had already been accepted to Harvard Law as well as several other prestigious law schools. Her son was also in college and was leaning towards medical school, though he was unsure if he wanted to practice medicine or go into research. Alexandra was now a school principal, and they were both still very much in love. Sam had opened his own accounting firm, and he and Danny were still together and very happy.
Not too long after Denise had disappeared, her husband had moved his mistress into the house. Every now and then the police would question him about Denise’s disappearance, but after seven years, he had had her declared dead. After several affairs, he kicked his mistress out and married a twenty-two year old girl named Janice. He had four more kids, all girls. He was no kinder to her than he had been to Denise, but it was a different time. Though difficult, Janice had finally found the courage to divorce him and take the children with her.
Denise was surprised when she found out her kids had four half siblings and also discovered that Janice was really struggling financially. She talked it over with her kids and Alexandra and they all decided to contact Janice and invite her to come and live with them. With the three older kids mostly out of the house, there was more than enough room and Alexandra and Denise had often talked about adopting or fostering another child or children.
Alexandra’s parents had both finally come to terms about her, eventually finding out about Denise and the kids, and visited as often as they could. After her father was killed in a car accident, Alexandra moved her mom closer to them. By 2005, Alexandra had served as principal in a number of schools, eventually becoming superintendent before retiring. Denise continued painting, and also mentored a number of promising artists at the commune, where she was still an active supporter.
Her three children all grew up with very successful careers and families of their own. Janice still lived in the house with Alexandra and Denise along with her youngest daughter. Two of the girls, were married and had five children between them. The oldest of the four, Susan, had a good job which involved a lot of travel. She was currently living abroad, but was moving back to the states and would be home for the holidays. She told them all she was bringing a surprise home. It had been three years since she had been home and everyone was looking forward to seeing her.
All six children and their families lived close by. Sam and Danny were still together and joined the growing brood for every holiday and family event. Everyone was at the house when Susan arrived with her very pregnant wife, who gave birth to twins about a month later, naming the boys Alex and Dennis.
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My Bitchy-hot Niece Denise Femdom Fiction by James Pendergrass - (www.cafeboudoir.com) 2008It was meant to be a simple month-long visit while I got my life together. Thanks to some horrible managerial maneuvers by my banker employer (sub prime loans, etc) I was out of a job two weeks past my 30th birthday. I wasn’t the type of save money for a rainy day and within two months I had serious cash problems. No longer could I afford my Manhattan luxury apartment. I needed help. Mom and Dad...
Denise by Michelle D. Lurker Part 1 Ever since he could remember Denis had an interest in girls. No, not the normal interest that boys had, Denis' interest was far more exotic. Instead of fantasizing about getting a girl's clothes off (like most other 16 year old boys), he fantasized about putting them on. He didn't think of himself as gay, for he didn't think about other boys sexually, but he didn't think about girls sexually either. He just liked dressing up once...
After a streak of being in bad movies going from an a list actress being one of the lead roles. Alexandra then fell from grace with becoming a d list actress not even being the lead actress in those roles either to her a new husband divorcing her believing the rumors that she cheated on him with some homeless man in their car. Andrew ended up taking what money little money she had. Since the divorce and her now ex-husband spreading the gossip about her creating such a scandal for her image...
My First Meeting With DeniseA story by Chris Straight@all rights reservedI was hiking in the hills just on the edge of the city. I had a favorite trail. It was quiet and peaceful. Lots of green shade and plenty of pine needles on the trail. When I came to a familiar fork in the trail, I decided not to take my usual path and instead I took the other trail, which was hardly visible. It dipped down for a while, and then curved around a bit. Then, without warning, I came upon a man and woman...
My Weekend As Denise - A Magic Depot Story By Cabinessence Author's note: I did go to college in the Hudson Valley area, but not to any of the schools mentioned. It all started as just another Friday afternoon in purgatory. I was waiting patiently for my girlfriend to call me so I could find out what our plans were for this weekend. Then it would be off to the campus ATM machine to get out the money to pay for it. I really loved Kathy and couldn't bear to be without her ....
"Rod, at first I had no intention of you ever being in the know about all of this. But—frankly—hiding it from you has gotten to be way too much for me," she said. "Huh? Hiding what, Denise?" I said. I had a bad feeling. "Well, to put it crassly, I'm a slut, Rodney Harris. I've been one for a long time. I have had many men, and I intend to keep on having many men. Wait please, let me finish, please." I'd started to get up. "That said... "Rodney, you are the only man in my life for...
Chapter One Taking a shower, Terry enjoyed the feelings and smells, even though she knew it was time to get ready for work. On days off, a long bubble bath would be her choice, but someone must pay the bills! Running her fingers through her long strawberry blonde hair, she was so glad for some fabulous parts of her life, like her morning rituals. Terry touched her smooth face (no hair since the laser surgery), caressed her 38C breasts and slim tummy. Creams took care of the little hair...
I just found out that my wife of eight years is a whore. Yes, a whore. That means she is getting paid to have sex with strangers. She works as a waitress at a truck stop on the interstate, about twenty miles from our home in Hutto. I had to drop some supplies off for my boss at the truck stop to catch a driver headed north. It was easier for me to deliver the supplies to him so he wouldn't have to go too far out of his way. It was fifty boxes of flooring that needed to get to Dallas tomorrow....
Two years after the events previously related, since Stephanie still owned Tom Jenkins, she was still maintaining general oversight of his involuntary sex therapy. She would visit the psych lab at Masterson Automotive about once a month and Paul Gregory would take her into the lab where Jenkins would be restrained naked on his back with the plethysmograph device attached to his penis. I accompanied her on some of these visits where I would see the lovely female technician stimulate his visual...
This is my second story. Don’t be shy to critisize me. I know it got damn long again… Sorry… Enjoy it anyway! This story happened around fifteen years after my wife Karen had died. She had died of an unwanted abortion together with our unborn little daughter. I’d been to her gravestone at the cemetery once a week ever since. After she had died I never got into a new relationship, it was as though I had totally lost interest in women. My name is Marc, I’m 5’9”, something like 165 Lbs. I’m a...
My stepmother and I have been having sex for the past year. She’s very horny and loves sex almost as much as me. She’s so pretty and is a sex addict. She loves to have sex with my friends and myself. I know you must be thinking that isn’t very good. She has even helped me and my guy friends have sex. She loves to help with all of her sexy ideas. Her name is Denise and she’s forty years old. She’s 5’7” with blond long hair and has blue eyes. She has the greatest body you’ve ever seen. She has...
Taboothank you shy_januaryMy name is Zoe and my fantasies are many. One of which is to meet my co-worker, Denise, for a wonderful time in Toronto at Skydome hotel. I'm a petit, w/f and Denise is larger and full figured. I am new, a virgin of sorts, and she takes control. After an afternoon of sight seeing in Toronto, building our tension and desires while strolling the museum of art and walking about through the garden of fountains we enjoy a light meal and a few cocktails to soften the edges.When...
By Jax_Teller Working at a strip club you meet all kinds of people. I met Denise and Debby while dancing at a strip club that had both female and male strippers. The club had two different entrances one for the upstairs female strip club and another on the opposite end of the building for the Male strippers club downstairs. Club “V” for Victor ~ Victoria, was a popular place and was located near a major tourist area or trap as we called it. Money from tourism could bend any regulation...
How Miss Jean Brought Out Denise By Johnny Segundo When Bill ran into his old friend John he couldn't help but notice a major change in John's disposition. Where before John had been sullen and humorless he now seemed happy and fun-loving. John's positive mood made such an impression on Bill that he just had to ask him about it. "What is your secret, John? What brought about this wonderful change in you?" he asked. "Oh, nothing." John smiled unconvincingly. "It's okay. You can...
A black rapist named Sam has been watching and stalking Denise off and on for several weeks he has a special hi tech tracking device that has given him the ability to listen in on her cell phone conversations. This has let him know exactly when she is alone and at what point her husband will be gone and out of town! Denise is a 36 yr old dark headed woman 5' 7” tall with gigantic tits and a 36” ass. When in school she had played sports and for her age is still in great shape. They have no...
It was a typical night at the club. The crowd was pretty well on the way to oblivion. I made my way across the floor to the bar, greeting a couple of friends and more than a few acquaintances. I got my drink from Brad and asked him how things were going. "Not too bad, Tony, it's just another night in paradise," he replied. He moved away to get somebody's drinks and I turned my back to the bar and scanned the crowd. My eyes moved over the women as they stood, sat, or danced. Booties were...
We had been out on the lake for a couple of hours now. I was really enjoying her company at this point. We decided that we wanted to take a quick dip to cool off, so I dropped the anchor and we dove in. We spent some time playing around and splashing each other. Not only was Alexandra one of the most gorgeous women I had ever seen, but she was really fun to be around. I got out of the water and on to the boat first, and then helped her back in. Taking her by the hand, I pulled her into the boat...
Oral SexA very attractive woman, svelte body, short black hair, gorgeous legs, was window-shopping in Bond Street. She wore a long dark plum classically styled camel coat over a tailored grey suit worn to just above the knee. But what first drew my attention to her were the deep crimson high heels that she wore with black tights or stockings. ‘Alexandra’ I said to myself. She was my client this evening; a new client and I usually like to check out new clients out beforehand. By observing them secretly...
One "BRAT!" "TOAD!" Well, don't all 8-year-old boys think all six-year old girls are brats? And don't 6-year-old girls think 8-year-old boys are toads? Well, most of them, anyway. That's my experience. And those were our respective ages when Alexandra's family moved in next door to mine. I was 8, she was 6. However, I don't remember ever calling her a brat. And I don't remember her calling me a toad. That was her twin sister Cheryl, who still is a brat and probably still...
An adult novel of sexual slavery and service. Written By Miss Irene Clearmont. Copyright © 1998/1999 Revisions © 2011 Synopsis: Miss Denise Arden Lamont renews her friendship with an old university friend, Kathy. Kathy has always been rather curious in her choice of male friends and indulges herself in training them. As Denise slides into this dark world of sexual slavery she becomes entrapped by the evil Miss Clearmont whose appetites for malevolence and vice know no...
Denise was not knockout gorgeous but she was very pretty. Green eyes that always glowed with her happiness for life. She stands 5’ 3”, slim. Ample, not huge tits but big enough to enjoy in every way. Her legs seemed a little long for her frame but where they came together they made an incredible ass out of themselves. It was not too wide or too fat. It was for me, a true ass man, and a masterpiece of nature. After four years in the Air Force and one year trying to sell stereo I decided to...
I was leaning against the door of the car trying to catch a short nap. It was a Union 76 truck stop and I was parked in the back of the lot where it was fairly dark. On the way from Kansas City to Denver I had gotten sleepy and had caught myself nodding off and I figured I better pull over before I ran off the road and killed myself. I had been there about three hours and while I had gotten some sleep it had been a fitful nap what with air brakes hissing on and off. The whining of the diesel...
“Pleasure before pain.” That was what Alexandra had said as she slowly removed her dress. There was a knock on the door and the club’s owner, Maxine de Vraie entered to Alexandra’s command. Maxine, whom I knew although we did not acknowledge the fact, was accompanied by two naked women, both tall, and slender, one blonde, the other brunette. “Balkans,” said Alexandra with a sneer. The Russians hate all the former satellites. In fact, most of us hate almost every other nation including the...
Alexandra is a beautiful young woman, with dark hair, a perfect body, and eyes you could get lost in. We had met each other awhile back, and we seemed to hit it off right away. We had gotten together a few times over the last month for dinner, or coffee, but it never went further. During our last conversation she told me how much she loves boats and being near the water. ''What a coincidence,'' I said. ''I have a boat.'' ''I would love to see it sometime." ''What are you doing this weekend,''...
SeductionI slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Denise: This has been such a strange time for me. I'm Denise Haroldson. My husband John and I have a fairly normal household with two children, Robert, 18, and Karen, 16. Up until recently our life has followed the typical program. Every weekday John and I would go to work and our kids would go to school. John is an architect. It sounds exciting, but he works for one of the partners in the firm and all he does is do the actual drawing and such for his boss. He doesn't really design...
Hallo, mein Name ist Alexandra, kurz Alex, ich wohne in Bayern, studieredort. Ich bin 24. Diese Geschichte habe ich vor etwa einem Jahr geschrieben,als ich morgens allein in meiner WG saß. Ein Bekannter hatte mir einpaar Stichworte gegeben, an die ich mich halten sollte. Falls euch die Geschichtegefällt, schreibt mir doch eine kurze E-Mail: [email protected] Die folgende Geschichte enthält explizite Darstellungen sexueller Akte,also wenn euch so was nicht gefällt oder ihr nicht in dem...
My Time With Dennis / Denise As many of us are, I was a confused college kid. I was still a virgin coming out of high school and was conditioned by society that boys liked girls and girls liked boys. My first few months were awkward when it came to dating. It seemed if you weren't part of a frat house then you couldn't get dates. This led to many Friday and Saturday nights out with friends rather than on a date. In one of my classes I met Dennis. He stood about 5'7", was slight in...
This really happened to me when I was about 35 years old and around the mid 80's divorced and living on my own. I was driving taxis in the southwest of Sydney and had been for about 10 years and work normally Tuesday to Saturday nights. Anyway, one late afternoon I picked up a fare, she was about 50 year of age ... 5'9"/160lbs ... (175cm/75 kgs). She was a very pleasant woman with shoulder length blonde hair, nice face and body, and wearing a white t-shirt, which showed her 40D breasts better...
Erotic FictionRandi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
The Present Day Mira Destovsky and Ivanova were dead and gone. Mira’s younger sister, Alexandra, had assumed command of Mira’s business empire. My name is Jelena Miskoba. I was trained by the former KGB as an assassin. I only graduated when the Soviet Union was in total disarray after its collapse. I had learned the arts of cold-blooded murder and excelled in them. I was not like some of my peers who orgasmed when they killed. It was not a sexual thrill for me, it was a job. I was also...
The rest of our day carried on as usual we got the munchies and some Soda, Some Pepsi, some coke, sprite and other stuff. we walked back to my place and i opened the door, i invited her in and looked at her ass as she walked in first. my boner had risen to it's full length as i watched her hips sway side to side her ass in a tight blue mini skirt. God i loved that sight. "Oh? What are you staring at Jess?" Damn this girl caught me. "Nothing I-i was just admiring you're um...shoes?" Really...
Alexandra is a beautiful young woman, with dark hair, a perfect body, and eyes you could get lost in. We had met each other awhile back, and we seemed to hit it off right away. We had gotten together a few times over the last month for dinner, or coffee, but it never went further. During our last conversation she told me how much she loves boats and being near the water. ”What a coincidence,” I said. ”I have a boat.” ”I would love to see it sometime.’ ”What are you doing this weekend,” I...
Boredom began to rule my mind. I painted, fighted, read, and danced nothing could fill the empty spot in my mind. I needed something new, exciting. Still the presence of something positive was going to happen. As I sat in the garden staring into the yard a figure approached me. “I did not ask for visitors.” I turned my head and looked to the figure. There stood a beautiful woman. “Who are you?” She knelt down facing me. “Well Alexandra I have been sent by your husband he says you grow...
We had been out on the lake for a couple of hours now. I was really enjoying her company at this point. We decided that we wanted to take a quick dip to cool off, so I dropped the anchor and we dove in. We spent some time playing around and splashing each other. Not only was Alexandra one of the most gorgeous women I had ever seen, but she was really fun to be around. I got out of the water and on to the boat first, and then helped her back in. Taking her by the hand, I pulled her into the...
Boredom began to rule my mind. I painted, fighted, read, and danced nothing could fill the empty spot in my mind. I needed something new, exciting. Still the presence of something positive was going to happen. As I sat in the garden staring into the yard a figure approached me. “I did not ask for visitors.” I turned my head and looked to the figure. There stood a beautiful woman. “Who are you?” She knelt down facing me. “Well Alexandra I have been sent by your husband he says you grow bored in...
SupernaturalI started to quit all my sports as I enjoyed my time at home way more. I was still a virgin at the time and afterschool was the free time me and Andrew got to ourselves. On Wednesday I had rushed home put my backpack down and instead of going to my brothers room I ran to have a shower as I was all sweaty after gym class. I walked upstairs to find my brother sitting in my room on my desk looking at pictures of me with his tight shirt on which showed his man boobs and a sock wrapped around his...
There I was, 59, I was very tall, a brunette and very skinny with my braces just being taken off a couple months ago so now I have a very pleasant smile. I am 17 years old and I have a younger brother who is 13 years old. He is a chubby kid who plays video games all day whereas me, I play baseball soccer and basketball. I am sports kind of girl. My name is Alexandra. I always got boys attention at school but never did any of them ask me out. I had sports practices everyday afterschool and never...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...