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Roger was a reasonably fit guy who had recently retired and after losing his wife Elsie of 35 years a year or so ago he had decided to make a fresh start. He had no family and there were too many memories so with no financial commitments and a cash buyer he bought a nice little 3-bedroom house in a quite seaside village.Why 3 bedrooms I hear you ask, well after 35 years Roger wanted to spread his wings while he still could, he wasn’t short of a few bob either and her wanted space at home should...
THE REVENGE OF JOLLY ROGER by Long Tall Mary An ex bordello bouncer seeks revenge for humiliation by a dominatrix andhis victim is a lowly street hooker many miles away. Some of the charactersmade appearances in the "Memories of Long Tall Mary" series. Codes: m/f, f/f, violent, torture, nc The past year had not been good to the Jolly Roger, a slovenly 5'11,270 pound,35 year old n'der well type with a checkered past and a less than rosy future. It started with the humiliation by a dominatrix at...
Loving Roger By Adriana C It was as the dancing was coming to an end that I fell completely under the spell of my role. Roger and I had been having a great time together on the dance floor all evening. Well, since I lost my inhibitions and had allowed him to take control leaving me to abandon myself to the music and to simply respond to the movements of his body and the pressure of his arms. At first the heels and the long skirts were difficult for me. I never did really get...
I am a 29-year-old male and am married to Julie who is 22. Although I had only been married for less than a year, I can say in reflection that I was a fool for not realizing exactly what I had. Julie is incredibly beautiful. She is petite at 5′ 6″ and looks like she fell out of the pages of a sports illustrated swimsuit edition. Her long blond hair does not come out of a bottle like so many other “pretend” blonds, and her blue eyes exude an aura of innocence. Although I...
I watched both men climb into the tiny car, already crowded with wooden boxes, Ida, Dulce and me. It looked as if he and Woody had done this a lot, and though it might seem clumsy, it wasn't at all. I always watch how men use their bodies. that is a cue for me about how sex with them might be, and I liked the way both of them moved, especially Roger with his crutch and a bad leg. Ida stopped at the co-op on University Avenue, and we all piled out of her wagon like clowns tumbling out of their...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
Nother true story from our time on the sceneJolly Roger My wife, Hazel and I have always had a great sex life. She enjoys the attention of two men at the same time and I enjoy seeing her having fun. Some of the meetings have been very successful,while some had been total disasters. One particularly bad week we'd been let down by one contact, who despite seeming to be a really genuine contact turned out to be a total time waster and another meet with a couple ruined by a phone call causing...
The best way to describe the emotional states of both Jane and Roger is to use the word "rattled". Both had watched as potential partners had paired up and left the room. Both had yearned to be partnered with each other, on the one hand. On the other, both were terrified that they would end up together. Roger felt almost sick at his stomach, because he knew that spending time with this beautiful young woman would result in feelings he didn't know how to deal with. Jane felt exactly the...
I woke up too late to watch any of the morning shows. All of the bedrooms and bathrooms were empty. I switched to Jacqui's bedroom. Jane and Jacqui were still asleep. Jane had one arm draped over Jacqui. I could see one of Jane's flat breasts. It was probably just as well. My balls still ached from the night before. Jacking off right now would not help that one bit. I switched on the VCR and switched off the monitor. I could check the tape later. After my balls stopped aching. I sniffed...
** This was written as a follow-up to another story – which was a memory of some of my time living on St. Croix. I was in my mid-twenties then, lived there for five years and, mostly slutted around or, made money by being a TS prostitute. A few weeks later, on a beautiful Sunday morning, the girls and I were having a late breakfast on the veranda of the good old King Christian. Molly was sitting directly opposite me at the table. Suddenly, she looked up, directly behind me, gave a twisted...
"You've met Alicia my fifth daughter and this giant teddy bear is JeanPaul." The biggest man I'd seen so far in Tumali came laughing from behind her, threw his arms around me and lifted my feet well off the ground. "That's a real bear hug," Allaice grinned but I cried out from the pain and then grinned when he set me down. "JeanPaul is not my real name but this Frenchie woman couldn't say it and renamed me. Now everyone calls me JeanPaul. I don't mind though." A huge grin lit up...
Well it took some doing but we finally did it in Napa at motel 6. We agreed on last Friday night so we could claim it before the New Year as our breakthrough and teddy had been a total wreck the past week wondering in one second if we should call it off but in the next second she was in a turmoil at what to wear or her deflowering. I woke up several times this last week when she was masturbating in a frenzy and it always embarrassed her when I caught her fingering herself but she laughed a...
We'd been married but three months. During that short time my wife, my new wife Jill, had hauled me around to at least fifty parties and nights out or so it seemed. When I say hauled me around, it was like I was a paid escort hired to drive her, buy her and her friends drinks. Get her coat, and watch her back while she flirted and danced and had a gay old time—with other men. She danced with me too, some, but I had the feeling that while she was with me on the dance floor, while we sat at the...
The Jolly Roger By commentator Roger had just come back from seeing "Pirates of the Caribbean" for the 10th time. Enamored of the dashing life of a swashbuckling pirate captain so unlike his own drab existence he walked under the boardwalk and stared out over the waves. Not paying attention he tripped over something lying in the sand. A bottle. He looked about for a trash can when he noticed a glow from inside the bottle. "Holy Moses. I hope this isn't some radioactive stuff,"...
I met Roger through Fab Guys, he lived 20 minutes away by car, close enough for convenience, far enough not to cross any of my social group. We set up a meet at a local pub and I drove there wondering if we would ‘click’ enough to go forward to a more intimate event. He appeared quite active on his profile, every report was good. Roger knew what I wanted him to do to me - I wanted to be submissive and I wanted my man cunt fucked.I parked behind the pub’s garden, as far back as I could against a...
I had my lovely wake up from my dear sister with a fresh cup of coffee and a wank which she assisted with by squeezing my balls and finishing off by taking my early morning load, she loves her morning intake of vitamins and I just prayed it becomes regular as I cant think of a better way to start the day.“Enjoy your day with Roger” she said sincerely as she left for work.I had a nice hot shower and with it being warm I threw on a pair of white sports shorts and a tight-fitting sleeveless vest,...
Author’s Note: This is the story of the lovely relationship between Nikita and Roger (names changed). They came into each other’s life some six years back, while working as part of a team with a most challenging assignment in their profession. Their bonding acquired strength first at professional level, after which, without even their realizing it, they became emotionally close to each other. Nikita and Roger married wrong spouses many many years back. Their new found bonding gave them a fresh...
The items below should give you a more complete understanding of my mind while writing Faith and Hope. This turned out much longer than I originally intended. What can I tell you? You might have questions if you did not read or understand the first story. I like to tell stories. I guess I am a storyteller at heart. I usually tell them from the point of view I saw it from. I try to be gentle to the characters in my stories, I try to avoid a graphic description of sex. If this does not agree...
Olá! Bem Vindos ao Fantástico Mundo de Roger, um Universo Paralelo onde o Coelho Mais Legal do Mundo reina sobre as mulheres, que o adoram e amam incodiconalmente (Além, é claro, de estarem viciadas no membro dele..) Nesse mundo, você assume o papel de Roger Rabbit, e pode fazer o que quiser, com a mulher que lhe der na telha!!! Agora, a história... Roger atravessou o portal, voltando de outra difícil missão interplanar...Outra daquelas Crises entre realidades que ameaçavam acabar com o...
I got myself into this mess and I can't figure how I'm going to get out of it. It would be simple if I didn't love her; I could just walk away. But Jodi has such a choke hold on my heart that I know I'd be miserable without her, even though right now I'm miserable with her. I met Jodi when I was calling on one of my customers. She was the receptionist and I took one look at her and went into heat. My meeting with the customer was over close to lunchtime and I took a shot and asked Jodi if...
"It's finally tomorrow," sighed Jane, walking beside Roger as they left the hot tub. "I can't wait." "You have to wait, at least until we get to the room," he said. "But you'll do it?" she asked, looking sideways at him. "You promised." "I promised to talk about it," he reminded her. She stopped. "I want more than talk," she said. "What about Jed?" "There is no Jed any more." "What about us?" "I want you to make love to me," she said. "You know what I...
I knock on Roger’s door, he answers and lets me in. he is wearing his wifes skirt and blouse. I ask to use the bathroom and return in a pair of white lace panties and a short skirt. roger is in the kitchen making a coffee, I stand in the doorway watching him. when he turns round he smiles his appreciation so I lift my skirt so he can see my panty cock. a bulge develops in the front of his skirt, I am happy he likes what he sees. we sit on the sofa next to eachother and he puts some transsexual...
I knock on Roger's door, he answers and lets me in. he is wearing his wifes skirt and blouse. I ask to use the bathroom and return in a pair of white lace panties and a short skirt. roger is in the kitchen making a coffee, I stand in the doorway watching him. when he turns round he smiles his appreciation so I lift my skirt so he can see my panty cock. a bulge develops in the front of his skirt, I am happy he likes what he sees. we sit on the sofa next to eachother and he puts some transsexual...
It was a Tuesday morning, very early, when Courtney landed in Detroit. She had arranged for a hotel room, but couldn't check in there until later. She rented a car, and drove around a bit, finding something to eat. Afterwards, she headed slightly outside of town, to the ice rink that was the home of the Detroit Skating Club. It was a lavish rink, a lot of people trained there. The caretaker showed her where the dressing rooms were. She got changed and got her skates on, then emerged into...
I sat in the small, dark interrogation room- I mean, “interview room” waiting for my interrogator. I tried to convince myself that everything would be all right. I took deep breaths and tried not to appear nervous, but l I wasn’t doing a very good job of it. And who wouldn’t be anxious? All I could do was mentally re-trace my steps from the time I exited the plane to when a hard tap on the shoulder by a Customs official removed me from my comfort zone. This trip would not go as planned. ...
I sat in the small, dark interrogation room- I mean, “interview room” waiting for my interrogator. I tried to convince myself that everything would be all right. I took deep breaths and tried not to appear nervous, but l I wasn’t doing a very good job of it. And who wouldn’t be anxious? All I could do was mentally re-trace my steps from the time I exited the plane to when a hard tap on the shoulder by a Customs official removed me from my comfort zone. This trip would not go as planned. ...
Straight SexROGER DILDO By Tired Old Man This is an expanded and modified version of my story "Denise's Dildo". This story is about sex, sex, sex and more sex. If such stories offend you, then please read no further. Prologue: As the head of "Advanced Bio-Gen Applied Technologies", Denise Smith was one of the most powerful women in the world. Her company was by far the most technologically advanced of all the biogenetic companies. And it wasn't by luck or sheer brilliance that it was...
I paused in the doorway, and struck a seductive pose and smiled then turned and went back into the house. I felt their eyes on my butt as I walked away with an exaggerated wiggle of my hips and smiled to myself.I went into the bathroom and brushed my hair, smiled nervously at myself, and spontaneously removed my panties. I twisted and turned looking at myself in the mirror and just before walking out unbuttoned one more button.I walked out on the deck and Roger and Freddy quit talking. I smiled...
Roger pulled me closer to him. I felt his hard cock press against my soft silky butt cheeks. I smiled and reached back and shifted until his cock fit snuggly into my butt crack. Roger whispered into my ear “ I think you liked that just a little bit huh? “ I looked back at him and giggled and said “ yeah just a little bit . “ we both cracked up and I rolled on my side facing him. My eyes searched his. I was looking for anger?, jealousy? Any sign that what we just did had made him unhappy.He...
Roger laughed and said “ you just might what? “ I rolled my eyes and said you know what. Stop playing mister innocent. I sat down on the stairs and said besides all of the lights and cameras and stuff are all downstairs.If I go upstairs…then, I laughed and said no fun time for you and your friends. Roger reached down and threw me over his shoulder. I kicked and screamed as he carried me back into the “ soft core production room “ You’re so dead I yelled out as he led me into the room and spun...
Roger and I were lying in bed. I was on my side resting my head on his chest. We’d just celebrated my twenty fifth birthday and were finally alone. I was gently biting and kissing his chest when he asked me a question that made me laugh. He asked me if I’d let Freddy take some pictures of us making love. I looked up and simply said no. I told him he could take some pictures of me if he wanted too though. He laughed and said “ ok as long as I can show them to Freddy. I said oh no you don’t now...
Its funny how many times your parents tell you about what life was like when they were growing up. And a reoccuring theme of their stories is how you should always tell the truth, no matter the cost. Hummm ... just a thought. The Story of Roger and Margo Margo walked out of Jackson State Pen a free woman. An 8x8 foot cell had been her home for the past seventeen months. Margo was not an evil woman, but she had done an evil thing. You see, when Margo fell in love, she fell in love hard. She...
I came downstairs still groggy with sleep. I could hear Roger and Freddy and a strangers very deep voice laughing and talking about something on the television. I had turned to go grab my other robe when I heard Roger say. “ Here she is Miss America “ I cracked up and said yeah you wish.Where you going asked Roger? I told him to get my other robe. He said, oh you’re fine ( with a wink )come on down and grab us a few beers would you and watch some TV.? I wrapped my kimono tighter around me and...
Roger's Plight Book 1 - The Beginning An original saga By Constance Grant Copyright (c) 1999 by Constance Grant, Manasquan, NJ This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. This story may be posted only if available to the reader at no charge, unless prior arrangements are entered into with the author. [email protected] This is a spoof guys, so lighten up already! Constance Grant,...
The Monday early morning swimming practice session was shorter than the previous week's practices; the coach was fairly pleased with the team's performance on Friday so he had the team doing straight laps, skipping the drills. "I want you to work on endurance today," he told the team, "so stick with one stroke and do ten laps; then go to your next stroke. We'll do an hour of laps today. Later in the week we'll need to work on our early start problem," he told them. After practice,...
It was Friday, and the spring term would begin on Monday. The twins needed to take Ayame to the high school to register and then they had to stop at the dojo to return some equipment. As they drove through the base, Ayame looked around in amazement. “This is such big place! When you said you lived in place called ‘Camp Pendleton’ I thought it was like small camp, yo?” “Yeah, nothing like Japan, right? Even LA isn’t anything like Tokyo; Tokyo has all those tall buildings. You didn’t get to...
In the morning, Barbara’s voice boomed over their beds. “Come on, kids, time to get up!” Tom groaned, pulling Cynthia closer to him, “Oh, Mom, we’re tired.” “I’ll bet you’re tired. You guys slept together so I’ll bet you’re tired, huh? Got a workout last night?” Tom sat up. “Um, we just snuggled, Mom. We didn’t do what you’re thinking.” “And how d’you know what I’m thinking, eh? What’s that white crusty stuff in Cindy’s hair?” “Mmmm, just a tiny gift from Tom...” Cynthia giggled. “Okay,...
Early Saturday morning, the twins and Ayame left home for Tom's house; they were going to ride to the nudist resort with his family. After they reached his house, they took their bags and went to the door; Barbara greeted them. "So, ready for your first real nudist experience, kids?" she smiled at them. She looked at their bags. "Hmmm, those look kinda full ... just what did you pack?" They looked at their bags. "Ah, stuff for a week ... Toiletries and things, some undies, changes of...
Many of the more well to do in the little town of Waterloo looked down on the Rogers family as did many of the not so well to do. There were many different reasons for this attitude, but they all had some bearing on the family’s way of life and physical characteristics. The men were short, wiry, towheaded, thin faced men. They all had prominent adams apples and their voice had a distinct southern whine. It didn’t help at all that they came from a poor hardscrabble background. Grandfather Rogers...
When the twins’ dad arrived home for dinner, he had news for the family. “I heard I’ll be getting orders soon. I heard that General Markus recommended me to be lateraled to sergeant major and assigned as the chief NCO at Camp Lejeune. It’s an honor to be selected for such a leadership post.” “Lateraled?” Ayame questioned. “Yes, dear. Not an actual promotion because I’m already at the top enlisted pay grade in the Corps. But my rank now is a kind of staff rank, not a command rank. The...
Early the following day, Kevin went to the pool with Roger. When they arrived and walked out onto the deck, there was a bunch of kids milling around and talking to a teacher. Roger walked up. “All right, everyone—what gives? You need to get suited up, we’ve gotta start.” he called. The teacher walked up. “That’s the point, Roger. Mr Winters—the new assistant principal—is making some changes in the high-school sports rules. He wants gym classes and the teams to be working naked, said it’s...
Roger is looking over his computer, trying to determine what is going on in the company that he is auditing the books. He is doing just fine, as he has done this company in the past. Roger hears a car in the drive, and sees that it is only one thirty. He knows his wife should not be home for hours from work. He quickly saves what he is doing, and hears the doorbell ring as he clears the monitor. He does not want anyone to see the information that he is working with. He goes to the front door,...
Roger's swimming practice was uneventful Tuesday morning; both Tom and Jessica were safely dressed in their suits and everyone was working hard at trying to improve their times by watching for extraneous movements and keeping their strokes smooth and regular. Roger was putting extra effort into his fly stroke; being the most difficult stroke, a good time would be very productive in swim meets. After practice, Tom came over to talk as they showered. "Hey buddy," Tom said, "thanks for the...
The following day, after their Intro to Ed class ended, Prof Martins asked her to speak to him. “So, Miss Denison, I hear from your Merritt High School observing class teacher that you are disrupting his class, and then I hear from Principal Leeds that we have to send more students like you; you stopped a rape from happening. Whatever am I to make of this?” “Sir, that the damned Program is all eff-ed up, you’ll excuse me. In the biology class, that damned teacher was trying to have the boys...
After gym, the three teens found each other and began to compare notes about what they had learned. Neither Cynthia nor Ayame had showered; they said that their volleyball exercise had been so perfunctory that neither had broken a sweat, despite how hard the teacher had tried to push them. “Say, did you hear anything about cameras in the locker room?” Roger asked. “No one said anything about them getting replaced.” “No,” Cynthia said. “I saw the broken ones were still there.” Then a group...
They walked through Tom’s home to the back, passing through a den with a sliding door that opened on the pool deck. Tom carried out a pile of towels with him. “Okay, this is really nice,” Cynthia enthused when she saw the pool. “It’s pretty big, too.” “It’s actually 75 feet long. A real pool. My sis is a competition swimmer too and the pool is one of the reasons my folks bought this house. I can practice my laps here if I’m careful flip-turning at the shallow end,” Tom replied. “If you...
The twins returned to school and were amazed to realize that only three hours had passed. They stopped in the office to get late passes for their three missed periods when Mr Davis heard them speaking and called them into his office. “I don’t know what the two of you think you’re doing, but I assure you that you will be in the Program. You also interfered with the start of the Program for all the others, too. Mr Cirota has already failed you for this first week so you’ll be doing...” “Sir,...
“Tom, I can’t thank you enough for what you did. You helped us so, so much. If you weren’t there, it looked like they could have backed up and gotten away from Roger. The car they were in is much more powerful than our little import,” Cynthia said as they drove off. “Glad I was able to help, Cindy. Hell, the way you took that guy! You just flipped him like he weighed nothing! He tried to grab around your shoulders and the next thing I saw was him flying into the other one.” “Shit. I was so...
After his morning practice and a brief chat with Tom, Roger arrived in his home room classroom as the morning announcements were being broadcast. “ ... As usual, your home room teachers have the list of students selected as participants for the Program this week. We ask those whose names are announced to drop off their bags or backpacks in your lockers and come to the conference room. Thank you for your cooperation. Have a good morning.” The teacher read off four names and looked up; the...
They were actually going at it in the bushes. We'd gotten to the picnic early and set up the barbecue. The rest of the employees, having arrived pretty much on time, were socializing and drinking and having a gay old time. As third man in the company of Silver and Silver Mfg., that is Benjamin and Rodney Silver, I was the barbecue man of choice. At S&S we manufacture a plethora of household goods, mostly electrical appliances. It wasn't all me of course doing the cooking, I was a high...
Early Wednesday morning Roger walked out on the pool deck and assembled with the rest of the team. Coach Jerter came out of the office area and greeted them. "'Morning, all. You look half-dead, team. Didn't you get any sleep? We need to get you all into shape so I want each of you to get at least an hour of hard practice in every day through our season. We have a really good chance to repeat the state championship this year, even though we've lost our top freestyler to graduation last...
On Saturday morning, Kevin rousted out Denise for a morning run. "Hey, up and at 'em," he whispered in her ear as he shook her. "We've got to get back into shape." "Go 'way," she muttered. "Still tired..." "Hey, you need to get your circulation going. Be good for you." "Aahhh, okay, but a short run today, okay?" "Sure. We'll start with some stretching." Their home was near a park, so the two jogged to it and ran around one of the paths, soon returning to the house. As...
Roger's swim practice on Thursday morning was intense. One of the schools in Friday's swim meet was their strongest competitor and their results against that team would be a good indication of how successful the season would be. So the coach really worked them hard, particularly on trying to avoid any early-start disqualifications. Roger and Tom had a hurried conversation as they rushed through their showers to get to class. "Tom, you and Cindy seem to have really hit it off. And hey,...
“Roger, the major thing you have to remember is not to directly face Nakaya so he can get the full use of both of his arms at once. He’s extremely strong. When he takes hold of your gi, get your own arms up under his so he can’t pull down and in and get leverage. And keep him from pulling you into his chest—use your arms to turn his torso away from the direction he tries to twist.” Roger Denison was in the locker room, getting some final advice from his coach while dressing for his judo...
A few minutes before 5 p.m., the doorbell rang at the twins' house. "That must be Tom," Cynthia called. "I'll get it! ... hi, Tom, OH!" she exclaimed as Tom handed her a bouquet of flowers. "How pretty!" "I felt I had to bring a little spring to your home to try to get rid of this morning's unpleasantness," Tom remarked as Cynthia kissed him. "Thank you, this is so nice. Come meet my mom," she said, pulling Tom with her to the kitchen. "Mom, this is Tom Emerson; he's the guy...
When they got home late Sunday evening, Stuart told them that his reassignment to Lejeune had been finalized and his report date was set for between June 25 and July 8. “You three will be in college in the fall so we won’t need that large of a house,” Sarah said. “Dad’s reporting around July 1 and I’ll be closing our house here in July and moving our effects that last week. Do you know when you can move in at your school?” “Yeah, that’s something we planned to discuss, Mom, Dad. I told you...
Roger ran all the way home from school arriving out of breath. His cock had been hard most of the day in school, sitting through class after class with teenage girls all around him. Short skirts. Tight sweaters. It was tough being sixteen with all those sexy young things all around him all day. Roger wanted to get home before his sister did. Her junior high school let out thirty minutes later than his high school did. He would have at least thirty minutes to masturbate before she got...
On Sunday morning, the twins and Ayame woke early and got ready for the drive to the music festival. As they had arranged Saturday, they stopped at Ayame’s new school friend’s home to pick her up together with the other girl who was going with them. When they arrived, the two girls emerged from the house. Ayame’s friend introduced herself to the twins. “Hi, I’m Michelle. My Japanese name is really Misuko but I’ve adopted an American name,” Ayame’s friend said. “And this is Devin; she’s in a...