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Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
It was obvious from the moment they arrived that this was not an ordinary medical practice. First, it was located in a large house with a very long driveway. A tall fence surrounded the entire property and it was miles from anything else. Within the fence it was almost like a forest. There was no way anyone would see inside the house without permission. The front gate had an actual guard stationed 24 hrs a day. Honestly it gave Pixie the creeps, but she trusted her Master enough to have...
Jerry cursed as he saw his landlord's daughter leaning against his door. Melody was trained up by her dear old dad to take over his business. That also meant she was the one reminding people who are late for rent that they better show some money. Before she could open her mouth he cut her off. "My paycheck is due tomorrow and your father knows that." There was no love lost between them and both knew it. Still, she gave him a fake smile. Fitting as she looked so fake that she could...
For the fifth night in a row, Sheelagh turned the electric blanket on, stripped off her clothes, and lay on top of the blanket. She was sixty-five years old and determined to catch a pixie inside her faighin. She used the Irish word for vagina because she had been raised and lived in Carrickmacross Ireland.She was Irish with sky blue eyes, pale skin, and, when younger, flaming red hair. Now she was gray-haired and as determined as she could be to catch a pixie. Her husband, Kevin O’Donnell,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWHORE FOR THE FANS EPISODE 1 PIXIE LOTBY MR OLD MUCK(c)[Stripping & lap dance, butt play & hand job,]Info:Pixie Lott is an English singer, songwriter, and actress. Her debut single, "Mama Do", was released in June 2009 and went straight to number one in the UK Singles Chart. Her second single, "Boys and Girls", also topped the UK Singles Chart in September 2009. WikipediaBorn: 12 January 1991 age 28 Disclaimer: The following is in no way real. Everything you are about to read came from...
WHORE FOR THE FANS EPISODE 1 PIXIE LOTT BY MR OLD MUCK (c) [Stripping & lap dance, butt play & hand job,]Info:Pixie Lott is an English singer, songwriter, and actress. Her debut single, "Mama Do", was released in June 2009 and went straight to number one in the UK Singles Chart. Her second single, "Boys and Girls", also topped the UK Singles Chart in September 2009. WikipediaBorn: 12 January 1991 age 28 Disclaimer: The following is in no way real. Everything you are about to read came...
“I seen ‘er the other day with her hands in her cacks and a fiddlin' away like there was no tomorrow.”“She’s eighteen,” Finn moaned. “Wha’d you expect? Of course,she was a doin’ what comes naturally.”“I’m tellin’ you. I think she’s caught a pixie inside ‘er. We’ve got to get it out before she does something terrible.” Aengus reached for his cup.Kevin O’Donnell couldn’t believe two nuts like this were on his family tree. He had expected a relaxed week in Carrickmacross, Ireland drinking a few...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI only took a few seconds to familiarize myself with this prototype jet and then got myself in the air. Over the radio, I began getting instructions on what they wanted me to test and asked me to give them my observations. As I pushed it up toward Mach-3, I began to feel that the plane couldn’t handle that speed. I gave them the details of when it felt stable and when it seemed something would fail. I pushed it through various maneuvers at different speeds to provide their desired data. I...
Pixie programming Yes, my nickname is pixie, though it's not because I'm just 5'4". Listen, if you want to know the full story, I'll tell you, because I think you're really cute and I would really, really like to go out with you sometime. It'll explain so many things about me, and maybe then you can understand me better, okay? Okay. Here goes. This started last fall when my sister, Janice, invited me to a Halloween party at her sorority. Now, if you knew what her sorority sisters...
Kali Romanov had no idea how it happened. One minute she’d been in the middle of a screening of the latest pirate movie. The next thing she knew, she was on a boat in the middle of the ocean, hearing screams and the clash of swords. Kali took in the rough appearance of the men on one side, and their uniforms on the other. It took only an instant to figure out what was going on. She was on a ship that was being boarded by pirates. So far the pirates seemed to be loosing. Under the...
We see that familiar opening sequence – various scenes of UK life, taken from the introductions to previous episodes – a field, a beach, a pub, a motorway ... And then we’re looking at yachts, stately country estates, packed concert venues, paparazzi flashing pictures of a star as they step out of a limousine for a red carpet affair. The BBC documentary title appears “The United Kingdom of Zoo” and then the logo “Celebrity Edition” is slapped on the bottom in a dog jizz shaped font. The...
Part 1 --------- I'd wanted her since the first time I saw her. With that cute blond pixie haircut and those impossible blue eyes, she was irresistable. Her smile was the kind that could light up a room and her body was slender but deliciously curved. Her name was Megan. We had a class together with an informal professor who didn't care where we sat everyday. Often she would sit close enough to me that I could smell the soft sweet candy smell of her perfume. She knew my...
"So what do you have for me, Rob?" Sammy Lightyear asked. She was currently ensconced in a comfortable overstuffed chair in front of her shipping agent's desk. She was dressed like a typical spacer chick; black leather jacket over a black tee-shirt that sported a white skull and cross bones, in her case a well worn jacket stitched with the insignia of the Imperial Fleet on both arms and over the left breast pocket and black denim shorts over tight black hose which disappeared into a pair of...
SRU: PIXIE DUST By The Guyver James was a strapping young man born into an unhappy home, His "father" cheated on his mother, and when James turned eight, they were divorced, both remarried. James grew up angry, he was never happy. As a result his parents, stepfather included, loved his sisters more than him, and he envied them for it. When James turned twenty his stepfather died of cancer. James found that he couldn't cry. His stepfather had been sick for a year and his death...
I 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...
Saturday, March 10 7:05 am Doyle medical center--intensive care center My eyes scrape open in pain, to see a blurry sight before me and when they clear up a little better. I notice a small form sitting on my rising and falling chest, "Hey little one? What happened?" I croak out very tired and in deep pain from my wounds. Violet's small face shoots up, to gaze at me and she starts to cry to me, "You got hurt again and it's my fault!" "No," I groan again, to her small tear covered...
Things have actually progressed towards the better. Not only has her life mirrored the one in her dream, Marcus has moved in with Deana. She stepped out of the tub, wrapped a towel around her torso, and one around her hair. She closed the door for a moment. The full length mirror attached to the back of the door and the one above the sink were foggy from the steam. She started drying her hair while she waited for the mist to dissipate. When the image of her own body was visible in the glass,...
Love Stories" ... And the previous reports have been confirmed, the forecasts of that PFF that's been projected has been verified. Parents are advised to keep adolescent males out of doors and away from windows. Stores are reporting record sales of erectile dysfunction drugs as..." But Lisa passed out of earshot of the female announcer on the radio. Not that it mattered to her anyway. She was past that, she was a modern pixie, in control. Not like the others. Lisa sighed to calm her nerves,...
Randi'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...
I had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeFAITH AND THE THAI EPISODEorFaith’s Sexual awakeninga novel byNicoletta Sanchez Duran Faith and the Thai episode – Part 1 This is the story of Faith Griffith, 30 year old Manhattan school teacher whose husband Greg Pope had died whilst on honeymoon in Thailand. What Faith had never told anyone was that Greg had been found in an abandoned shack dead from a heart attack attributed to a combination of Viagra, crack and cocaine. Two days after their honeymoon started in Bangkok he had disappeared...
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...
The sun is setting...I groan softly.As it often does these days my mind wanders. My life has become so different from what it used to be that I still sometimes find it hard to believe. We are taught many things as we are growing up. Humanity has learned so much about the universe we have deluded ourselves into thinking we understand far more than we do.Humans have progressed steadily from the beginning.Wrong.There is no magic.Wrong.The truth is that humanity as risen to peaks before. We have...
The Pixie fluttered among the flowers and gathered pollen for her friends the buzzing bees. In return, the friendly insects would deliver the little Sprite as much Royal Jelly as she could eat. Pixies loved Royal Jelly. As the tiny creature moved like a humming-bird amongst the petals, busy upon her task, a giant Spotted Wolf Spider watched. Creeping up a long-stemmed flower, the Spider waited for the tiny butterfly-like creature. As she approached, the eight-legged monster bit down upon her,...
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...
Tim Mcgraw and his beautiful wife Faith Hill were in their bedroom getting ready for bed. Tim had already had a shower and was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head talking to Faith. He usually wore a pair of cotton shorts to bed but tonight he was nude, he was anticipating making love to his wife and figured he would have a head start. "What are you doing in there woman" he called to Faith who was still in her dressing room between the bedroom and bathroom. "Just a minute hon I...
Author's notes:This is three more short stories centered around Nigel Shaw becoming who he really is, Faith Shaw. The stories are in chronological order. 2-4-6-8 Faith was in her red and blue generic cheerleading outfit holding pom poms as she stood in front of the television watching an old football game, which her dad never took off of the Tivo. Her dad offered to buy her an outfit which was black and gold with Knights on the front. She politely declined, Faith was going to earn...
Faith or, How I learned to love a Witch. This is a sequel to my story "The Witch, the Warlock and me." If you haven't, you might want to read it to find out about a few of the characters in this story. ---------------------------------------------------------- 1. A first meeting. My name is Carl and during the break between my junior and senior years in college, I'd taken a drive to a little town on the ocean about an hour from campus. I was walking...
Introduction: the continuing exploits of Charity Jones Hello once again my faithful readers As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones, not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle, church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasnt an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars...
As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones; not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle; church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasn’t an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars blush; but a gradual transition. For those of you who have read my earlier...
My high school girlfriend was an absolute doll – about five-foot-four, pleasingly round, with short blonde hair, big brown eyes, a gorgeous butt and a firm pair of tits that I'd say were probably a size C. Faith was, like me, raised in a very religious home in our small Texas town and had vowed to "save herself for marriage". She even wore a "purity ring" on the third finger of her left hand. I respected her decision to wait even though sometimes, particularly when I was kissing her, I...
Faith Anthology Part 1; This is the four short stories centered around Nigel Shaw becoming who he really is, Faith Shaw. The stories will not be in always be in chronological order. I will not be responding to any messages on the thread so do not get offended if I do not answer any question asked. Thank you in advance for understanding. I am Not the Best at Words (The Content of a letter which was slipped underneath the door of a teenage girl's bedroom) We have to talk, and you...
Tim McGraw, his beautiful wife Faith Hill and Kenny Chesney have been good friends and buddies for quite some time and when Kenny toured with them in 2002, they became even more so. Tim and Kenny were like two little kids when they were together, they roughhoused and pulled pranks on one another constantly, Faith was just as bad, she was like one of Kenny's sisters, she teased him unmercifully about everything. Faith is a wonderfully put together 5' 9", while Kenny is 5'7". She was always...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE ?? FAITH ? REDNECK?S PLEASURE By Sonya Esperanto? [email protected] (Faith is a character from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and was a renegade-turned-good vampire slayer). Synopsis: Faith falls under the power of two rednecks whom she thought she could their asses high into the air. Story Faith is walking on what looked like a ghost town.? Many people had fled towns because of the vampire epidemics, but most didn?t realize that most of the vampires...
The Tuscan sun was quietly burning off the last wisps of grey morning mist from around the rising cypress spires in the near distance as two cars arrived at the villa, grinding the gravel under their wheels like strong waves breaking on shingle. My mother lifted the palms of her hands towards my face and allowed them to brush the outline of my veil, as though anything more than the lightest touch would cause it to disperse into fine white powder and drift away into eternity. She stood back a...
Straight SexIntroduction: the girls need to improve their grades Hello once again faithful readers It is I, Charity Jones, your humble narrator and relater of sexual escapades. When we last left you we were still following my journey throughout the 11th grade so many years ago. This will continue that journey, with my cohorts Faith OReilly and Hope Jenkins. After my incredible breakthrough with my boyfriend, Chet , local teen heart-throb, captain of the football team and my secret cuckold, it was time to...
It is I, Charity Jones, your humble narrator and relater of sexual escapades. When we last left you we were still following my journey throughout the 11th grade so many years ago. This will continue that journey, with my cohorts Faith O’Reilly and Hope Jenkins. After my incredible breakthrough with my boyfriend, Chet ; local teen heart-throb, captain of the football team and my secret cuckold, it was time to get back to what truly mattered to me most; getting laid. And for the first few...
The irony of great sex is that it only inflames our need to have it again. So it was for me after my incredible first time with Faith. My desire for her grew daily until I was obsessed and only able to focus on her. To make matters even worse, despite snatching some illicit time on the phone, my chances of having her again appeared to diminish with each passing day.Okay, she was married and almost twice my age — but my mind was awash in the hormones of youth, cursing me with a willful...
Wife LoversI wasn’t feeling too charitable towards my younger sibling when I crawled out of bed. He snores! “Wakey, wakey!” {groan} “Get up! It’s a gorgeous day!” I said as I bounced on the side of Phil’s bed. “Go away,” he said, as he tried to shove me off the side of his bed. “We have the breakfast surprise,” I whispered conspiringly. “Okay ... okay, give me a minute,” Phil groaned. I was an evil genius. I was finally going to get my brother and dad for all the times they’d stolen my favorite...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
The first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
The first week passed in an organized chaos of digging, diving, and dirt displacement. By its end the cabin had been made generally livable. Doug had patched the leaks in the clay tile roof, ending the drips that accompanied the daily afternoon showers. All had cleaned the grime from its interior. The shutters were functional, thanks to new nylon rope hinges, and could be closed in case of another storm. The mosquito netting had been repaired and draped over the bed. Doug had used the nylon...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
Introduction: the girls get caught Charity Jones here again, your trollop muse continues her memoirs In my last sojourn I described to you the method in which, Faith, Hope and myself managed to regain our honour roll positions without having to study even once. As you might have guessed from the other chapters in this long saga it might have involved with a cock in me. Fear not , dear readers, you are absolutely right Big tits and blonde hair will get you far in school I discovered with my...
In my last sojourn I described to you the method in which, Faith, Hope and myself managed to regain our honour roll positions without having to study even once. As you might have guessed from the other chapters in this long saga it might have involved with a cock in me. Fear not , dear readers, you are absolutely right Big tits and blonde hair will get you far in school I discovered with my popularity, but triple teaming your teachers with a pile of nubile teen flesh will almost always...
Manchester 10th January 1840 The carriage came to a stop outside a red brick house with an octagonal tower rising above the entrance. Two gas lamps flickered either side of the door. At least he is rich enough to buy himself a new coat , Faith thought to herself. But she already knew that. The coat he had ruined wrapping it round her to keep her warm must have cost five guineas at least. More money than Faith had received in four years at the mill. The older apprentices were paid but...
"Come on Ty," Dan said in frustration. "You know I'm right about this." "It's not a question of being right, it's about me trusting her." Dan shook his head, staring at his friend in frustration. "Trust is one thing, but five hours a day in that place... five days a week? That's asking too much from anyone, especially you." "Look, I understand what you're saying, but it's not that simple." "Now you're just being pig-headed. You cannot sit there and tell me this isn't...
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...
Faith Hill and her husband had been apart for three days -- the limit they tried to be away from each other and their family -- and Faith had left their two baby daughters with a trusted friend so she could fly and join Tim where he was currently located with his concert tour. Faith knew where Tim was staying in the city and she had a taxi take her straight there to be ready and wait for Tim when he got finished with his concert that night. It had been about four months now since the birth of...
FAITH NO MOREByLatex ConservativeMy name is Faith: I have none, Sadden for I have no one,To share my love, the opposite sex,Forthe second skin, tight black latex.How I love it, deep in my core,When I wear it, Faith No More.Left me here, Eric my dear,Accident they say, so I hear.Our love strange, a bondage affair,Breath Play fun, miss death by a hair.In fetish heaven, his soul will soar.Truly alone I,his Faith No More.On this night, I have a dream,He and Ifuck, we make cream.From his cock, from...
The Virtue sisters were the antithesis of what their father had hoped them to be. He had structured their upbringing around the names that he and his wife had given them. Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue, as young girls, were everything that a deeply religious father could ask for, moulded in the Reverend Matthew Virtue’s vision of perfection. They each began Sunday School before they were old enough for proper school, and their religious education didn’t stop there, they were encouraged to...
Where we left off last time, the trinity of Faith, Hope and Charity had been born all bonded by our mutual love of debauchery , and of course us all being in the same school and grade. I am Charity Jones, your humble author. At this point in my life I was sixteen an at the beginning of my incredible journey into both womanhood and sluthood. I have sparkling blue eyes and corn-silk blonde hair. My pin up figure over the year hasn’t changed much, my hips aren’t as small as they were when...
Introduction: showing a little team spirit Hello again readers , Where we left off last time, the trinity of Faith, Hope and Charity had been born all bonded by our mutual love of debauchery , and of course us all being in the same school and grade. I am Charity Jones, your humble author. At this point in my life I was sixteen an at the beginning of my incredible journey into both womanhood and sluthood. I have sparkling blue eyes and corn-silk blonde hair. My pin up figure over the...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Finn didn't bother knocking as he burst into his sister Gracie's room. She appeared to be watching television, but he put a dismissive hand up, already anticipating her outburst. Gracie: "Get out of here!" Finn: "Chill out, Gracie. I just need your phone charger, stop being so melodramatic." Grabbing the phone charger from her desk, Finn noticed Gracie sitting in front of her television. There was an old book open in front of her, as well as candles, a wooden board with some odd...
Faith was a quiet girl. And in Surrey, at the time of our story’s beginning, that is 1828, it was expected of a girl to be quiet. She had recently attained her sixteenth birthday and preparations were underway for a lavish party. There was to be a grand ball, where Faith would be presented to society. It was hoped that Benjamin Gould would be in attendance. He was considered suitable for Faith and Faith’s father had been working hard to assure that Lord and Lady Gould considered Faith suitable...