Homelands Pt 2 Ch 11 free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)
Dripping with sweat from a longworkout, I headed towards my quarters. As I rounded the corner from the bedroom to the bathroom, I stopped dead in my tracks.

Deirdre sat on the lip of my private hot tub. Her many visages all wore very formal garments, though of a great many different types. One wore a business suit. One a silk toga. Several wore traditional dresses.

"Uh, hey," I said.

"Hello, Frank," she said, uncrossing her legs and standing up.

"You here on business?"

"No, I'm sneaking around behind my brother's back."

"Right. So shall we get down to it then?"

"It is nice to see you again, though," she said.

I cleared my throat. "Same here."

She hesitated then went up on her tiptoes, or maybe leaned down, depending on which version of her you looked at, and kissed my cheek. Then she stepped back, tucked her hands behind her, and stared at her feet.

Fuck. Of course, I was hard. That was helpful.

"Sorry," she said. "Shouldn't have done that."

"It's okay," I said. "Give me a minute to get dressed, then we can talk in my office." I gestured to the door leading from my bedroom down the hall.

"Okay," she said. She hesitated, perhaps contemplating kissing me again, then left.

In classic passive-aggressive form, I took my time. I lingered in the shower, letting the hot water loosen my muscles.

When I finally decided I'd kept Deirdre waiting long enough, I found her sitting across from my desk. She had her hands folded in her lap, waiting as patiently as you please.

"Sorry about that," I said.

"Not at all," she replied. I could sense a bit of longing, but truth be told, it was faint. What I felt more powerfully was guilt and pity.

That last bit helped get rid of my erection but quick.

There was some genuine desire there, yes. But I'd be a fool to read much into it. And her brother had surely sent her in his place precisely because he'd hoped that seeing her again would arouse the sorts of emotions in me that would enfeeble me.

So I did my best to ignore it, and not to resent her for something that wasn't her fault.

"My brother says your terms are quite intriguing," she said after I took my seat.

"Intriguing."

She sighed, but quickly recovered her cool. "He sends me with a counter-offer. Lily is free to join you in the Third Autumnal Court if she so desires. And Silas is prepared to grant his approval for the Elevation of the mortal Holly. Our two courts will also formally declare peace, and offer free passage for any nobles from one court to the other.

"In return, you will deliver Tara of House Orwin to us personally, as originally proposed." So far, so good. "You will also surrender to him the first born son or daughter of one out of every three nobles of your court."

I didn't hesitate a moment before saying, "One in five, like I said, or no deal."

"You can take a day or two to consult with-"

"No. Don't need to consult with anyone. Tell him that I mean no offense, but one in three is simply not going to happen. I'm flirting with rebellion as it is."

She sighed. "Okay. He didn't think you'd go for it, but he made me swear that I'd ask. If you hesitated enough, I was instructed to at least push for one in four. But I'll have to tell him that you wouldn't budge." With a grin, she added, "And that I tried really, really hard to get you to cave before I backed off."

I laughed. "So we have a deal then?"

"We do." She rose and shook my hand. Then leaned in for a hug. For a moment I thought it might go farther, or that she perhaps had more that she wanted to say. But Deirdre simply nodded, waved goodbye, and vanished.

#

The prison world to which Tara and her family had been exiled was pleasant enough. It was like someone had plucked a random piece of modern American surburbia up and placed it in a self-contained world. It was even populated by a few thousand mortals. I wish my own exile had been more like theirs.

Of course, I'd found myself sitting atop the throne not long after mine had ended, whereas my aunt's ended with her being Devoured by Silas.

My cousins, though, were spared that fate. After they'd sworn fealty to me, I'd set them free to come and go as they pleased. I didn't even ask them to become vassals, as Iva had insisted that I should. So, no, the Homelands had not been entirely kind to them. But they certainly could have suffered worse.

Like the fate to which Brianna had been condemned.

The entire world she inhabited was a great big void. She simply floated there in that dark abyss with utter emptiness stretching out infinitely in every direction. It was a world without color, without sounds or smells, without light or warmth.

I willed a minimal setting into being. We now stood along the curb on a strip of roadside, with a lamppost overhead and a park bench beside us. The road went nowhere, and was no more than a dozen yards from end to end. But it eased the sense of infinite nothingness.

My cousin, the former queen, jerked her head up, looking from me to the surroundings I'd created. Her brow furrowed, her lips tightened. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you'd be glad to see a familiar face."

She scoffed, taking a seat at the park bench and tucking her hands under her slender thighs. "I guess. Is this real? I'm not hallucinating?"

"No, you're not," I said, settling down beside her.

"Of course not. During my bouts of madness, when I start thinking I'm not the only one here after all, it's not you who's here with me."

By the wounded tone, you'd think it was I who'd exiled her, rather than the other way around. Not that Deirdre's quarters compared to this place, but still.

"Lovely to see you too," I said.

She tossed a lock of hair behind her shoulder. "So let me guess. Jack negotiated your release, and as soon as you returned, you immediately set to work plotting his overthrow. And now you sit where you'd always wanted. Poor fucking kid."

I jerked my head back. Jack, who had sentenced her to this fate, who'd allowed everyone to believe that he'd Devoured her and thus might well have ensured that even once the throne passed back into Orwin hands, she might be left here, alone and forgotten, that Jack, he was worthy of her sympathy, whilst I deserved nothing but scorn?

"I am king now, yes, but it wasn't me who did for Jack," I said, voice flat.

"How long have I been here?" she asked, looking away.

I sighed, told myself to look at it from her point of view.

It was no wonder she was a bit testy. I wouldn't last long in this place.

"Two years or so, in the Homelands," I said. "How long has it been in here?"

"Can't tell," she said. "In case you haven't noticed, there aren't a lot of clocks around. Or a sun. Or anything. But it wouldn't shock me to know that it had been more like ten."

"Sorry. I didn't know." I started to say more, then swallowed the words.

She peered at me from the corner of her eyes. "So, what, you came here to gloat? To insist that you're actually the most benign dictator the court has ever seen? Because, let me tell you, Frank, I just don't fucking care."

"No," I said. "I've come to-"

Brianna shook her head. "No, really, I don't care. At all. I'm sure I was wrong about you, in all kinds of ways. Great. Swell. I was wrong about a lot of things. Probably even deserve this fate. But whatever you have to say, I'd rather you just leave me alone."

I reached across the bench and took her hand in mine. Despite her words, she didn't resist. In fact, I felt her Libido soar at that simple little gesture, and not because I'd put any effort into trying to elicit such a response. I wondered what must it be like for one of our kind to go a decade without knowing the touch of another person.

"I don't think anyone deserves this fate," I said. "Jack might have thought he was doing you a favor by exiling you instead of Devouring you, but even so, this is extreme."

"Right," she said, "like being Deirdre's personal sex slave. That must have been so hard on you. It's a wonder you made it out alive."

"That's all right," I said, giving her hand a squeeze. "You're entitled to a few of those. I'd be a bit cagey too, if I were you."

She closed her eyes and sighed. "Okay, obviously I'm projecting a little. Thank you, Captain Sensitive. What do you want me to say? This has been a total fucking nightmare. Part of me would love to tell you that I could do another ten years without any trouble, because I can't stand the thought of you seeing me like this, but, yeah, this is positively unbearable, and it's kinda got me in just a little bit of a pissy mood. If you don't like that, you can go shove a spiked mace up your ass."

"How would you like to leave?"

Brianna opened her eyes. "Please, don't fuck with me, Frank. I know I'd deserve it if you did. But don't. I don't think I could take it."

I lifted her hand up and kissed it. "I'm serious, Brie. I want you to return to court."

"What? Are you crazy? No way." She tucked a curl of red-brown hair behind an elfin ear. "I mean, yeah, I'd love to leave this wretched place. But I thought you were talking about transferring me to one of the softer prison worlds. Now, that, I'd really appreciate. But you'd be a fool to let me return to court, and I don't want to besides. Couldn't bear facing everyone again. Not after what I did."

I slid closer to her, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and kissed her head. She moaned softly and laid her head on my shoulder. "Brie, you didn't do anything that bad."

"I Devoured my parents. Because I could."

"Okay, you've got a point there," I said. And she really did. Maybe this was a bad idea. Nonetheless, I said, "But that doesn't mean you can't come back. You've obviously had time to reflect on what you did, and suffered for it."

My cousin leaned up and kissed me on the cheek. "That's, well, that's really sweet of you, Frank. And I don't want to sound unappreciative. Knowing that you can forgive me, after the way I delighted in torturing, terrifying, and manipulating you, meas a lot to me. But I don't even know if I trust myself. What if I'm duly repentant now, sitting here in my abyss, but go right back to my old ways once I return? How do you know I won't try to depose you? What credibility could anything I say now possibly have?"

"Did you enjoy sitting on the throne?" I asked.

"How do you know I didn't?" she asked. "With all due respect, you don't know anything about me. Never did. You saw what you wanted to see."

"Okay, so I shouldn't have presumed. Now I'm asking, did you enjoy it?"

She sighed. "I guess I didn't really understand you either, because I have to admit that it genuinely surprises me that you apparently consider it to be an unbearable burden. But I've got to say, as much as I regret some of what I did, I'd be lying if I told you that I hated having all that power. Doesn't that prove what a terrible person I am?"

"No."

She pulled her feet up onto the bench and tucked them behind her. "How do you figure?"

"I don't think you'd be scared of returning if you were."

"Bullshit," she said. "You don't think some of the most wretched people in history have been aware that they were monsters? Haven't you ever heard that most serial killers confessed that they'd wanted to be caught? Please tell me you're not still this naive."

"I don't think that's you though."

"I guess I'm one or two shy of serial."

I frowned at her. She just kept staring at me with those emerald green eyes, unrelenting. But when I kissed the top of her head again, she leaned into it.

"Fine. If you don't want to come back, you don't have to. I'll let you stay in self-imposed exile as long as you like. And I'll move you to one of the more bearable prison worlds. But I'm going to keep visiting you, and one of these days, I'm going to talk you into returning."

"Why?" she asked. "What did I ever do to make you think that's a good idea?"

It was a good question.

"Maybe it's what I did," I said. "I've had time to think about things too. Time to step back and try and put myself in your shoes. Time to think about what I was willing to do to get to where I am, and what I'm willing to do to stay there. I think you were wrong about me in some ways, yes, but not by nearly as much as I wanted to think. I'm not sure I like what I've become. I guess that showing you mercy helps ease my conscience."

She sat back upright, pulled away from me. "In that case, you can go fuck yourself."

"What?"

Brianna crossed her arms under her breasts. "I don't want your pity, Frank, and I sure don't want to be responsible for your redemption. It's hard enough carrying the weight of the chains I forged for myself, let alone someone else's."

"I'm not asking you to be responsible for anything. I'm going to do this because I think I should, and that's all there is to it. If you say 'no' a thousand times, I'll keep coming to see you, and keep asking you to come home. And you can just keep right on refusing, if that's what you feel is best. What's important to me is that you have the choice."

The stiffness went out of my cousin's back. I thought I felt a faint stirring in her Libido. Not lust. But maybe...affection?

"I just might say 'no' a thousand times, you know," she said, though the edge had left her voice. It was almost hard to remember she'd once had the cutest voice.

I put my arm around her once more, and with a sigh, she leaned back against me.

"So, how does Aunt Ellen like being your Shadow?"

"She's not. Iva is," I said.

"Really?"

"Yeah. She's-"

Brie shook her head. "Oh, I know, it makes perfect sense. I just didn't think you'd be willing to explain to your mother why you chose another woman."

I laughed. "Well, she certainly didn't love it. I'm not sure I'm done paying for it either."

Brie smiled softly. "I missed you, you know."

For a moment, I was too stunned to respond. Then I said, "Probably missed everyone."

"I don't just mean while I've been stuck here. Even while I was still queen, and you were Silas' captive. Or his sister's. Whatever. You drove me crazy, and when you were taken captive, I didn't feel as bad for you as maybe I should have. But despite that, I still missed you. Missed your touch. Your voice. Your lame sense of humor. The way you can be the most arrogant, self-impressed bastard alive and yet still somehow be capable of the kind of selfless behavior for which our kind is somewhat less than renowned."

Finally, we kissed. Tenderly, at first. But with growing intensity. And hunger. Before long, she was straddling my hips and dry humping me. My hands ran over her body, hiked up her little skirt, sought out her small but round ass.

Brianna was out of practice. And I'd grown a lot stronger since we'd last seen each other. But she hadn't forgotten how to make me cum from a mere kiss.

When I hooked a few fingers in her panties and pulled them aside, though, she sat back sharply, forcing me to withdraw my hands.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"It's just that...I was thinking about Devouring you. Just now. I mean, I seriously considered it. Really, really wanted to do it."

"Your emotions must be going crazy," I said.

"No, Frank. Fuck. Stop trying to make everything okay, will you?" she asked, throwing her hands up. "You know what stopped me? It sure as shit wasn't my conscience. I sensed how powerful you've become, and it frightened me. That's it."

"I see," I said. Though I didn't believe it was as simple as that.

Brianna slipped out of my lap. "I think you should take me to my new prison and then go. And don't come back too soon."

#

Though Wendy hadn't said a word in protest when I told her I had to cancel my afternoon meeting with her, I knew she wasn't likely to forgive me for it any time soon. And that was only partly because she would miss my tongue. We had a great many matters to discuss. The First Wintry Court had waited to make sure that this king was going to last more than a week before sending an ambassador, and Iva assured me that if there was one ruler worth taking more seriously than Silas, it was Daphne.

But I'd put off having this conversation with Mom for entirely too long.

As it happened, one of the minor nobles whose face I recognized but couldn't put a name to was just leaving Mom's chambers when I arrived.

"Hard at work, your majesty," Mom giggled, fanning her sweaty pussy with a bare hand.

"So I see."

"Hmm. That's a tone." She slipped out of bed, flipped her hair back, and cleaned herself up. A beige silk robe appeared from nowhere, wrapping itself around her without any help from her hands. "I've Devoured one little lordling for you, now. Still one more to go, but, technically, that's infinitely many more than when last we spoke," she said, with a smile.

"That's not what I came here to talk about," I said. Then, forcing a little warmth back into my voice, I added, "But that's good. I didn't doubt you'd eventually do as I'd asked, but it is best if that's done sooner rather than later."

"I know, I know," my mother said. She sat in front of a vanity mirror and ran a brush through her hair, though it was hardly needed. Her black mane could not have been more beautiful. "Why so serious? You're making me nervous."

I guess I hadn't adjusted my tone as much as I'd thought. "It's nothing."

"Honey, if this is just the way you're going to be all the time now that you're king-"

"There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," I said. "It doesn't have anything to do with me being king," I added. "This is personal."

"Oh," Mom said, putting her brush down. She turned around, holding the right armrest of her chair with her left hand. "Okay, so let's talk. Should I fix us a drink?"

I nodded.

"This isn't a 'yay, good news, happy time' kind of talk," she said. It wasn't a question. "Right. No frozen margaritas then." She flashed a grin at me, which I forced myself to return. But it must have been obvious that it was feigned, because Mom's sincere grin turned into a frown, and quick. "Here," she said curtly, handing me a rocks glass filled with three fingers' worth of caramel colored liquor.

I took a sip. Fine, single malt Scotch. Extra peaty. Very smoky. I took a deep, satisfied breath and exhaled slowly.

"Please tell me this isn't about rough sex. I've said all I intend to say about that."

"It's not," I said.

Mom tried the Scotch. She coughed, stuck out her tongue, and made various and egregious sounds of disgust.

Which was nothing compared to her reaction when I told her about Iva.

Everything there was to tell.

I'm not sure exactly what I said. It was almost like I wasn't really in my body at that point. Like when I divided my consciousness. If I'd forgotten to create any other bodies, that is. And had also forgotten to leave any behind in the first one. I guess it wasn't alike at all, but it was the only comparison that came to mind. Somehow or other, though, it all came out. How I'd known what she had planned for Patrick. Had given her the green light in exchange for her agreeing to stay on as Shadow. The way I wasn't sure what I felt for her, that it didn't compare to what Mom and I had, but I couldn't deny that it was something much more powerful than what I felt for anyone other than Mom.

For a long while after I finished, we sat in silence. I finished my Scotch, and Mom refreshed my glass without a word. Her own sat untouched but for that first taste.

"Well, aren't you going to say something?"

"You should have told me. A lot sooner," she replied.

"Yes, I should have," I said.

"And don't tell me it was because you've been too busy with work," she said.

"No, I know," I said. "I wasn't. I was just too cowardly to-"

"Damn right it was cowardly," she said. "And don't think that by agreeing with me you can calm me down, mister."

I tipped my glass back silently.

She picked up her glass, tossed the Scotch onto the carpet, and poured a shot of tequila into the glass in its stead. When she slammed the newly summoned bottle down, I thought for sure it would crack. The shot disappeared momentarily. Then was followed nearly as quickly by another. After she took a patient sip of her third shot, she said, "I'm not going to tell you that I wouldn't have been mad if you'd told me earlier. I would be. Because, honestly, this fucking sucks, Frank. And I shouldn't have to pretend that the only reason I'm upset is because you didn't tell me in order to also be upset about that."

"You're right," I said.

"Would you fucking say something in your defense!" Mom tossed her glass at me. I ducked my head in time to avoid it. "You're trying to make it hard for me to be angry at you, and that's no fair either."

"It's not like we're in a rela-"

"Oh, are we back to that old line, then?" she asked. "Would you perhaps like to remind me again how I once told you that it was just sex? It's been so long since I heard that."

I stared at my feet.

"Do you want to know why I Devoured your Grandpa Dick, Frank?" she asked.

Before I could get the "Yes," out of my mouth, she started to answer.

"He wanted to overthrow Kaitlin. It had been more than sixteen years since I'd talked him down from the brink the first time, when an issue I'd thought resolved flared back up. He'd grown incensed about...nevermind what he was upset about. I'd made my family swallow their objections when I married House Farrier's only remaining son. Which I did so no more lives would be lost. And I still wondered if it was worth the price."

I gestured for her to continue. Then immediately regretted it.

But, thankfully, she was too wrapped up in her story to realize that I'd given her another good reason to throw something at me.

"I'd managed it once, though," she said. "Held the whole damn court together. With my cunt. How do you like that? Mommy spread her legs, and lives were saved."

The vein in her forehead was throbbing. I forced myself not to cringe.

"So how else was I to do it again? Why, with my magical cunt, of course. So I took my father inside me, and he's never left." Mom summoned a new glass and took another shot of tequila. "I did it for you, you ungrateful little shit," she said. "My father assured me that Gus wouldn't dare lift a finger against his own children. But your father has never loved anyone the way he loves those Farrier women. Cindy most of all, maybe, but his mother only slightly less. There was no way in hell I was going to let my father gamble with your lives. So I saved Kaitlin's life, though not out of any love her. And I told her to exile Tara again. Did you know she'd come back? It was our mother that exiled her in the first place, but Kaitlin had allowed her to return. The reason you never met your aunt until recently, the aunt you've traded away like a pile of poker chips, is because I didn't want her to carry out our father's last wish."

I took a few steps towards my mother, arms outstretched to hug her. She batted them away and turned her back to me. "Aren't you glad we're opening up to each other?"

Though I thought there was a better than even chance that she'd elbow me in the ribs or kick me in the balls, I decided to try hugging my mother again anyway. To my great relief, she let me. She offered a little token resistance, but after a few moments, pulled my arms tighter around her and leaned her head back against my chest.

"I love you," I said. "I don't mean that like I did when I said it as a child."

"Frank," she said. "You could not have possibly chosen a worse time to tell me."

"I mean it. I-"

"Stop," she said. "I don't know if it would upset me more if you did mean it or if you were just saying it because I'm mad at you. But either way, keep that to yourself. You know that's not...that's just not something you should say."

I kissed the top of her head.

"I Devoured the most important man in my life in order to protect you. And now her daughter is taking you away from me. I wish I hadn't stopped him."

"She's not," I said. "No one's taking me away from you."

"What about your blushing bride to be?"

I didn't respond.

"Between those two, and let's not forget Wendy, I'm never going to see you."

"I'll stop-"

Mom sighed. "It's not that. I don't care you if you never stick another finger or tongue inside Wendy. She's still going to get more of your time and attention than I will."

She snapped her fingers and handed me the envelope that appeared.

With my mouth and one hand, I pulled the letter out. It hardly said anything. Some Bobby character wanted her to travel to the First Wintry Court to speak with him. Wouldn't say why, but he swore it was something she'd want to hear.

"Pretty cryptic," I said. "You can't-"

"I'm going," she said.

I started to argue, but thought better of it. "When?"

"Tomorrow," she said. "As of now."

Those three words cut deep. She hadn't decided how to respond.

But I knew I couldn't talk her out of it. "When will you return?"

"I don't know," she said.

Without a word, I led her over to the bed and stripped her robe off.

For a while, I simply studied her magnificent form. I'd never quite gotten my mind to accept that she was built the way she was, and half the time I looked at her, I felt as if I was seeing her for the first time. Except, for all I knew, this was going to be the last time.

The only visible hair on her body was a well-trimmed triangle over her little kitten. The black curls were cut close against her body, and didn't obstruct my view of her swollen, pink lips in the least. Her clitoris had not yet decided that it was ready to join the party. Her labia were thick and puffy, begging to be sucked.

As fascinated as I was by what was between her legs, and I was fascinated, I couldn't deny my eyes the pleasure of thoroughly drinking in the rest of her divine beauty one last time before letting her go. She did not have the kind of body women's magazines glorified. Rather, she personified an older conception of beauty, the kind that one found in fertility statues. Her hips were broad and rounded and her waist impossibly narrow in relation to them. A glass tube filled with sand that had her proportions would be better suited to marking the passage of an afternoon than an hour.

Her thighs were full and soft, thick near the top, thin near the knees. The heads of her quadriceps were faintly visible. Her calves were sharply curved, her ankles far more delicate and her feet more slender than one would expect after looking at her thighs. Thick as they were, those thighs should have invited comparison to cottage cheese rather than marble, but her skin was impossibly smooth and fair, entirely free of dimpling, cellulite, shaving nicks, birth marks, or any imperfection.

Then there were her breasts. They hung past the bottom of her ribcage, but they were still reasonably firm. They were round, the sides of them pressing against the insides of her elbows and the lower part of her biceps, rather than droopy, as breasts that large often were. Her nipples pointed out at me, not down at the floor. They were thick and puffy, even when fully engorged. As they were now. They had turned from their usual medium pink to a darker pink that was nearly brown. Her areola were as nearly wide across as my palms. On a smaller pair of breasts, that would have looked freakish. But as large as my mother's breasts were, the dark circles were still small islands in a pale sea.

Even if I hadn't noticed the swelling of her labia, the way her clitoris was just starting to peak out from under its hood, or the darkening of her nipples, I'd have known she was every bit as aroused as I was. Her Libido pulsed steadily, like a beating heart. It wasn't exactly heat that emanated from her. I was sure that I would in fact soon discover that her skin was largely cool to the touch, save in a few choice places. But there was no better way to explain how it felt than to liken it to standing before a fire.

At last, I raised my eyes up to meet her own, noticing along the way that her lower lip trembled with anticipation. My mother's eyes were big and round, rather than almond shaped. The deep brown of her irises contrasted nearly as sharply with her pale skin as with the whites of her eyes. The same went for the forest of long lashes, the generous amount of dark eyeliner and eye-shadow that she wore, and her dark eyebrows. Though her brows were nearly as wide across as the tip of a finger at their widest point, they were not bushy.

I'd often thought her face a bit too soft, her nose a bit too broad, the set of her mouth almost sad. And I had to admit I still did think so, to some extent. I couldn't in all honesty say she was as pretty as even Natalie or Iva, let alone Brianna. But it was only in comparison to those supernatural beauties that she came up short. If I'd never had the misfortune of laying eyes on those other women, women who could never hold the same power over me that my mother did, I'd have thought her the prettiest women I'd ever seen.

"Frank," she moaned. One hand twitched, looking as though it wanted to guide me to her. But it fell back to her side.

It made no difference. Simply hearing the longing in her voice, seeing in her eyes and feeling in her Libido the truth of that desire, was enough to beckon me forward.

My movements were slow, precise, and confident. I knew how it excited her to see the animal in me come out. But I wanted to savor this. There'd be time enough to submit to my primal urges later. Until then, control was the name of the game.

Mom hardly spoke. I wasn't sure what there was left to say anyway. But her body told me nearly everything I needed to know, with her powerful Libido filling in the gaps.

I'd not yet had the pleasure of taking either her breasts or her womanhood in my mouth when her first orgasm overtook her.

My lips formed a seal around a gently protruding hip bone. Perhaps I used a little energy to heighten her sensitivity, allowed the lightest sparks of the blue bolts of ecstasy to accompany the strokes of my tongue. But I thought it likely that she would have climaxed anyway, even though it might have taken a little longer to get her there.

At any rate, that first orgasm was a modest affair. The very fact that she'd cum before I'd gotten past her hips aroused us both further, but that's about all it did.

When I went to work on her breasts, however, that changed. With one of her nipples rolling back and forth between my fingers and the other helpless before my lips and tongue, Mom experienced a second, moreTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.

Same as Homelands Pt 2 Ch 11 Videos

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Lost EmpireChapter 18

Derrick was enjoying his time to read, the communication station had been going off for almost two hours now. Good he thought let the idiots worry maybe next time they would think and look before they attacked a superior force. "Derrick," Shelby said tentatively not really wanting to disturb him. He'd been in such a good mood since his memory had returned she really didn't want to ruin that. "Yes Shelby?" Derrick answered, "Is it time already?" "Yes, though I am sure you know that...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Ride Home

A moment of madness Hearing the front door close quietly behind Jim, Susan sighed heavily. Jim had been her boyfriend for nine years and they had been living together in this same flat for four. He had sneaked off to the club avoiding an argument, the same one they had hashed over for the last six months. Where was the relationship going? She would ask and he would just shrug his shoulders not wanting the discussion, not wanting to understand her needs. It was so pathetic. She would have...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

The Pleasure Of Having Sex

Hiiiii! This is Siva (name changed). I live in Chennai! This story is about how my GF and myself had sex in a resort! This is my first sex story on this website! I have a read lot of stories here! Any feedback is welcomed! Sorry if there are any mistakes! Any girls or aunties who are interested to get satisfied can mail me! This is my mail id ! Privacy will be maintained! Girls in Chennai who want to chat can also mail.me! Unsatisfied aunties in Chennai can also mail me! Don’t worry about the...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Senior Week Ch 03 Helping Hands

Authors Note: ‘The Rachel Chronicles’ is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel’s head. Further, the stories are...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Flying with an Angel

I was watching the world go by, 41,000 feet below me, when I heard and felt a loud mechanical thump followed by teeth-shaking vibrations coursing through the plane. I've been flying for over forty years and never felt or heard anything like it before. A horrible metal on metal shriek was coming from the engine right outside my window. My first thought was, 'If those turbine blades come off that thing, they'll rip through the aluminum side of this jet and turn me into hamburger.' I...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

Bhabhi Ki Tadap Ko Shaant Kiya

Hi friends main Ankush height 172 and athletic built ka Jalandhar se hoon and mujhe married girls, bhabhi’s ki chut lene mein bohat maaza aata hai kyunki isme koi darr nahi hota and aisi bhabhi’s chudwane mein bohat maaza deti hai. Ab main aap sabko bore na karte hue story par aata hoon. Baat 3 months pehle ki hai main bohat bimar ho gaya and main apni sister ke pass chala gaya Ludhiana jo ki doctor hai and woh kisi ke ghar mein paying guest rehti hai and uske landlord bohat hi ache hai par...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Party toy part 1

I walked through the gate and up the path to the house. I walked in to find about 15 guys and 10 girls there at the party. They all stared at me as I entered like they were waiting for me to arrive. As if the nights entertainment had arrived. All looking at me and whispering amongst themselves. I head straight for the bar and down a drink before asking my bf, “So babe, what's going on here”? He tells me, “You will know when it happens”. So I was like “What do you mean? Can you at least give...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Revenge on the teenage brat

The police came knocking at my door. " Can we come in sir"" No, what do you want?"" We need to talk to you and it would be better if we come inside"" Unless you have a warrant you are not coming inside"" Got something to hide have we sir?"" No, I dont have anything to hide, I just dont let strangers into my house"" But we are the police sir"I had seen enough tv police shows to know that the police were usually more dishonest than the criminals these days." I dont care who you are, I am not...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 51
  • 0

Santas Sweatshop

Santa's Sweatshop is an adult-only 18+ game that features fictional characters in various situations of a sexual nature. This may include gay (male on male) sex, non-consensual sex/rape, oral sex, anal sex, bondage, chastity, spanking, pain and insertion of toys. You should not play this game if you are not 18 or older, or if you might find the above themes offensive or upsetting. All characters are at least 18 years of age. By starting the game, you affirm that you are old enough to play this...

BDSM
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Discovering My Idenity As A Top Was Learning From The Bottom

I must say my most adventurous times sexually was in my thirties. It was a time when I ‘came out’ to family and also a time when I discovered the nightlife of the gay world.In that discovery came tales of hook-ups with various guys of all ages, backgrounds, and races. Being a Black guy myself I often gravitated to other men of color but never closed the door to other races.Some experiences were good. Some were not so good. But all of them were experiences that helped formulate the ideas and...

Gay Male
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Change is Good for Hemangini

IntroductionThis story has its emphasis laid upon Hemangini, a lady who has been brought up under the ambience of the exquisite Bengali culture. She is 35 years old; Standing at 5'10, much taller than average Indian women, 34B breasts, and a body structured in 36-26-40, weighing 148 pounds. The numbers complimented her big tall structure. She quotes herself quite often in the story as the 'woman in a man's body.'She always managed to stay bulky by weight lifting and squatting on regular basis....

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

My First Bisexual Experience In America

I have always been curious, for as long as I have seen my first porn movie. I love eating pussy for hours…but the more porn i watched…more i got curious about how the cock would feel in mouth since the actresses seem to devour it in haste… As the months and days went by…i never took any action on my part to make any of this real… Even after I came to US, I had kept this curiosity to myself for years…and one year…I was alone home as my GF went to visit her parents…after few weeks of staying...

Gay Male
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 43
  • 0

Hot Indian bhabhi8217s pussy licked by her secret admirer

This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read . It was a fine morning at the restaurant. Savita and Alex were getting ready for the restaurant, but they had some time left for themselves. Savita quickly kneeled and unzipped Alex. Even before he could think, Savita had his cock in her mouth. The way Savita was sucking him was so rough and hard. She nibbled at his head and bit his cock. She made sure that she squeezed his balls while trying to suck him dry. Alex...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 33
  • 0

My Dungeon

You would like my dungeon, I know you would. A place where you can live out your most depraved fantasies. It’s no use shaking your head girl, I know you, you don’t fool me. Your family might think you are a paragon of virtue but I know the real you. Your friends might think you are all sweetness and light; but I know you better. That’s it, shift uncomfortably in your seat, smooth down your conservative length skirt; try to look as though you don’t know what I am talking about, but I know you...

BDSM
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 33
  • 0

Pain And Pleasure At The Same Time

Hi friends ….. This is Vishal again.I had posted before a story about my fun with my previous girl friend. After our breakup I was just alone and searching for sex like a mad dog and finally I got my heroine. If someone wants to spent a nice time with me then mail me on The story started after when I was transferred to patna (bihar).In patna I had rented a room in a society in a vip area. As I am a working guy, I had to go to office in the morning and will to return in the afternoon. So I have...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Donna the Devoted Dog LoverChapter 8

Donna had promised her friend that she would look after her close companion the Great Dane called Bruno just like he was one of her family. Her pair of Dobermans were not exactly thrilled by the competition of the larger, stronger dog to their midst but they were well entertained by the constant stream of like-minded females that Donna kept on visiting status rotating their willing rumps for canine interludes. To complicate matters, her teenaged daughter Christy came home for the holidays...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 57
  • 0

Martinas Story Chapter Two

Martina's Story - Chapter 2 List of Characters: Myself: Martina, a sexually dysphoric child whose sexuality has not yet been ascertained but who chooses to present as a girl; Beverly: My adoptive 'aunt' who is a mature shemale and my most supportive adult friend; Chenille: My older half sister; Jennifer: Aunt Beverly's adopted daughter; Beatrice: Aunt Beverly's second adopted daughter and Jennifer's younger sister; Sian: My lesbian...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Young Life of White TigerChapter 27 Time Marches On

Chapter 27: Time Marches On Spring was fast approaching. School had improved to a degree, without Chloe encouraging people, the negative comments being directed at me had died down. Although things didn’t go back to the way before the announcement of my age, I didn’t expect them too, but at least now I wasn’t hearing as many muted whispers as I passed. Coach Jamison had also given up with his negative comments, not getting any reaction from me had stopped him from giving his little...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

SarahChapter 4

A week later, I took on a new project that required me to spend a couple of weeks in Phoenix. It didn't take much arm-twisting to decide we'd both go. Gloria agreed to keep an eye on our house and we were off. Phoenix was fun, since neither of us had been there before and we could learn about it together. The client was glad to see both of us, because he needed serious marketing help and I would need to involve Sarah, anyway. The client and his wife made a big effort to keep us happy and...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Oral Sex In The Cinemas

Hey folks, I am Vaibhav from Raipur, Chhattisgarh. I am 23 years old and pursuing my college studies. I study in a private university. I have been reading stories here since I was in 12th standard. And today I thought to pen down my own experience. Coming to the story, her name is Shikha(name changed). She is from different university and we met through a mutual friend. In the first meeting I liked her and asked for her number. She refused to give but didn’t loose hope and ran behind her all...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

IntemperanceChapter 11B The Razor

Afterward, as they lay naked on their backs, staring up at the ceiling, smoking their cigarettes, she turned to him. "I really am going to make it up to you," she said. He grunted in response, feeling his usual post-coital guilt at giving into her emotional blackmail. She gently kissed his ear. "Jake," she said, "I know I've been unfair to you. I've been parading you around like a toy, exposing you to all kinds of things and people you don't want to be exposed to. I've ruined your...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Expect Me When You See MeChapter 2

After I disconnected the call, I went to the yard to find the kids just sitting and watching the squirrels chasing around the trees. “Jack? Jill? I need to talk to you. Please come up on the porch.” The kids bounced up and sat with me on the big porch swing. I had it built to hold them and their mother and me. I sat in the middle and the kids sat on each side of me. “Kids, we need to have a talk.” “I cleaned my room.” Jack volunteered. “I know, and Jill did too. I am so proud of how you...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 28
  • 0

Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 50 From Bad to Worse

November 23, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio On Monday morning, just after breakfast there was a knock at the door. I got up from the couch and went to open it. “Phil?” “Hi, Mike. Can we come in?” “We?” “This is Mrs. Laramy from Family Services.” “Hang on a second.” I went to the kitchen to get my dad, who followed me back to the foyer. “Hi, Phil,” Dad said. “What’s up?” “This is Mrs. Laramy from Family Services.” “Mr. Loucks? I have an order here to take custody of Elizabeth.” “What?!...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 48
  • 0

Jasons Story Chapters 2425

Chapter 24 "Ok Kelly, let's go get you ready for the evening." Julie said. Julie and Jason headed into his room, and Jason retrieved his clothes. "I had to do a quick change, back into boy clothes to come out and greet your Mom," Jason told her sheepishly. "Yeah, that outfit would have had my mother's head spinning," she laughed. Jason went into the bathroom, got changed and came back into his bedroom. "So Kelly, do you want me to teach you how to do what I did for you...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 32
  • 0

Diamond RoseChapter 17 Jason

Di's okay. The thought went around like a carousel in his head as he watched her sob into Michelle's shoulder. Di's okay. Dorothy Willard looked like a grandmother but carried herself like a drill sergeant. There was a steel core under her floral veneer that Lola Crabtree was getting to know first hand. "I don't care what you think Mizz Crabtree. The law is perfectly clear in this case. My associate is at the courthouse right now filing an emergency motion in family court to stop this...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Ms Wilcox

 At forty-five-years-old, Tammy Wilcox knew how to handle the young employees in her office. She started working at the local small-town bank, twenty years earlier, and now was the office supervisor, in charge of six younger members. Five of those were women, all in their early twenties.Her latest hire was a young man of twenty-one, Tim, who seemed to be quite comfortable working with the girls. Tammy noticed within a week, the nature of her newest hire. He had a rather slight build and shy...

Spanking
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 35
  • 0

Tara 6 CrossroadsChapter 32

It was Ricky’s turn to gasp. The three ladies paraded into the parlour to show off their finery. They each twirled gracefully and slowly, so he got a good look. They were dressed in their signature colours and looked ravishing. The style this year, for those who could wear it, was strapless bustier-style tops with long, flowing, brightly coloured, semi-transparent top skirts with dyed floral patterns, over a mid-thigh underskirt. A matching coloured, finely woven woollen shawl with...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Erotic Session With ISS Reader In Hyderabad

Hello friends. This is Rakesh back with a new real story. Any girls who want to meet and have a good time in Hyderabad message me on I guarantee you privacy and fun-filled meeting. You will love my company for sure. So this is a real story which took place last month with one of the ISS readers. She has told not to tell her real name. So let’s keep her name as Sanjana. Sanjana read my previous stories and messaged me saying she liked it very much. I have been getting a lot of messages from...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

28 March 2009Chapter 6

Suddenly, there was the noise of several women moaning as if having a climax in the room. “Sorry... , “ Dan apologized, sheepishly reaching into his shirt pocket and taking out his cell phone. Karen began to turn red in embarrassment. “I recorded the sounds of Karen, Wendy, and Tina cumming as my ring tone,” he whispered to the others and they snickered in quiet laughter. “Sir, cell phones must be turned off in the hospital,” the nurse stated. “In all the excitement, I forgot to turn it...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Awakening of DebbieChapter 9 The Bar

A tall man in western dress came to the table and reached out his hand to Debbie. "Lets dance pretty lady," he said while lifting her from her chair. A stern look from Cindy left no doubt in Debbie's mind that no argument would be accepted. Arriving on the dance floor Debbie felt herself being pressed tightly against his body. His hands were around her and resting on her ass. Debbie couldn't loosen his grip and just tried to follow his steps. She felt his tongue licking her ear and he...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

The One

"10 minutes left" says the examiner but you finished the test and checked over it 3 times so now you are just leaning down and enjoying the peace. You look around and see your best friend, Mike who looks completely lost and has given up on the test. His brown hair is fringing down both sides and he pulls it back constantly. You quietly laugh at him struggling with his hair and the teachers look at you so you try to hold in your laugh. You then look to your left and see a girl who you've shared...

Romance
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 44
  • 0

Irenes Missionary Adventure

This story follows on immediately from “Humiliating Oscar”. I didn't sleep well that night. Well, the day had been so… different. So different from every other day, and my mind and heart were both racing. Aside from anything else, there had been so much sex! The night before, I’d had my first orgasm, then, well Rodrigo and Oscar. Dear sweet little Oscar. He was so forgiving. My life was upside down and I really felt off balance; everything had been running around my head and I just hadn't been...

Taboo
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

Dr Zaaijer Family Therapist Take two part 5

Jack and Alisa rekindled their romance. Special date nights were arranged. These date nights would include dark restaurants, romantic movies and sometimes (as Mikie had suggested) getting a room. Although Jack and Alisa would never stay out all night. They knew it wasn't a good idea to leave a teenager all alone all night, Mikie was a good girl, but she was still a teen. Mikie did want to throw a party while her parents were out. But she found they could come home at any time so...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Worlds ApartChapter 3 A Fleeting Moment

They soon arrived at the residential skyscraper where Jamie lived, entering into the lobby, which occupied almost the entire ground floor. It was all towering pillars of concrete, glittering glass, and steel support beams. The entire core of the building was an open shaft that rose all the way to the roof some five hundred floors above, walkways crisscrossing high above their heads, bridging the various levels. Every twenty floors or so, there was a commercial plaza with stores where the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Making Her Yearn for More

I’ve been watching you, flirting with you, but you have been resistant. I could tell you had thoughts about me, but did not have the courage to show yours cards. I decided it was time to take matters into my own hands this time. I knew you were working late and figured I could slip in and take my shot. I walked into the building, thinking to myself… she is yours, just go after her. I would like to act as though I have all the confidence in the world, but like others, I have my doubts. I...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 42
  • 0

0000 in a Red Glow

Two hearts beating, the only sound, the slight yet relaxed rhythmical breathing of two souls in the half light afforded by the red numerals on the digital clock. In another time it would have been the muted mechanical ticking of a mantle clock or grandfather clock that tapped out the time in a comfortable yet strangely familiar beat. In this digital age it would appear that this would be a poor substitute yet at the same time this is a warm, embracing and friendly light that softens the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 50
  • 0

Mothers Submission Chapter 5

With the body that Alicia had, she could have gotten any man she wanted, but she'd rejected anyone who tried. Then Monica convinced her to try online dating. She'd made a profile on a few different sites and, for a few months, got no response. Then she met him, this mystery man who had changed everything. Almost overnight, Monica had watched her friend become the happy person she used to be. It was almost enough to make Monica jealous. Not that she really had anything to complain about....

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Der Ladendieb 2

Angela wachte auf. Ein Blick zum Wecker: schon halb zehn. Sie streckte sich wohlig, stand auf und streifte ihr schwarzes Neglig? ?ber. Dann schloss sie die T?r zu Richards Raum auf. "Gut geschlafen?", fragte sie s?ffisant. Richard war schon wach. "Geht so. Ein wenig ungewohnt, so eingeschlossen." "Das war doch nicht schlimm. Ich mache jetzt Fr?hst?ck. Kaffee?" "Ja, bitte", meinte Richard und stand auf. Merkw?rdig, diese Freundlichkeit, dachte er. Dann ging er ins Bad. Nachdem s...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

BrattySis Thalia Diaz Step Sisters Fashion Show

Lovely Thalia Diaz has just come home from shopping and she wants to show off her cute new outfits for her stepbrother, Jay. She wants his opinion, and Jay is surprised to realize that his annoying stepsis looks really hot in her new threads. The final outfit is totally see through, which gives Jay a full boner. Thalia notices, but instead of getting upset, she decides to help him take care of his needs. She caused the problem, after all. Reaching out to take Jay’s cock in hand, Thalia...

xmoviesforyou
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 28
  • 0

Thunder and LighteningChapter 37

Melissa stepped out of the house and looked up at the sky. A shiver ran through her body at the sight. The heavy clouds hung low in the sky threatening all beneath them. The gray light that managed to filter through the overcast sky washed away the color giving the world a black and white appearance. Despite her heavy coat, the cold air chilled her to the bone. She turned at the sound of Jerry and Bill exiting the front door. In a soft voice, she said, “I don’t like the look of this day. Be...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Humiliated in Haiti

Jenny Marie Stevens was apprehensive as their boat skidded to shore. They had ridden in a small boat from Cordillera Central in the Dominican Republic down the Aribonite River through the Artibonite Valley to Gonaives, on the coast of Haiti. They had taken the longer less conspicuous route rather than just fly in and attract suspicions of why they were there. Joe, Jenny's husband, did not want to have to answer any more questions than needed. His wife, Jenny had been active for many years in...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

SyntheticChapter 24

The book perched on her collar-bone, concealing the fragile stretch of her neck and the slight swell of breasts. The blanket he had spread over her, late in the evening, had been thrown off during the night. Sawyer cleared his throat. Renee woke instantly, tension flooding her body. Her eyes snapped open and- after meeting his- dropped to his hands. She righted herself slowly, wary as a rabbit might be in the face of a predator. That a simple act required such fear- that she felt she she...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

A Golden Dream

My wife of some years and I were sitting in a coffee shop the other day, right across the street from the main campus of the world-famous university. Naturally, it was crammed full of students and people of all sizes, shapes, ethnicities, and future world leaders.  In walked the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in real life. She was about eighteen, six feet tall, had long straight tanned legs, a perfect face with tiny features, and a peaches and cream complexion. Her shoulder length,...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Burn Notice

Micheal Westen recently burned american spy looking for anyway to get his old job back. The three main characters are the serious and patriotic Michael Westen, the ex Navy SEAL now heavy drinker Sam Axe, And the beautiful and unstable gun running Fiona Glenanne. Michael Westen is tall has short brown hair he is very muscular and have a 9 inch cock that Fiona loves to suck and fuck he also has very good knowledge of womens tactical needs and he is willing to do almost anything Sam Axe once a...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Blue Velvet Ch 07

We stepped inside the first door and the doorman said, ‘Hi Kenny, who’s your date?’ ‘Hi Jack. This is Sarah, an old friend.’ I replied. ‘She doesn’t look old to me.’ He responded as her looked her up and down. ‘Can I see some ID young lady?’ He asked officiously. ‘Sure.’ Sarah gushed. ‘I love to show ID. It makes me feel so young when someone asks for it.’ She continued as she fished in her purse for her wallet. Gazing at the drivers license Jack intoned, ‘And your name and address and...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Betsy CarterChapter 8

In the short time she had worked for Betsy, life for Charlie had been interesting. Still unable to get around with any kind of ease, Charlie was more than happy to sit behind the desk and take care of the hundreds of little things, that had been ignored by Betsy. She’d been stunned to discover that Betsy hadn’t even bothered to open a local bank account. She had been shocked one day, to discover a past due statement buried with the stack of mail that had accumulated over a couple of weeks....

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Those Weekend GetawaysChapter 4

I cancelled the rest of my calls that week. I was in no mood to talk business. I became addicted to watching that video, especially knowing what was going on back at home. I have never felt such a desire to fuck my wife. No love making – just out right bend her over and drive it home fucking. I was actually looking forward to see where this was going to take us. I arrived home a few hours later, three days before I was scheduled. Both my son and wife were surprised to see me walk in the...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Best Friend Turned Into A Sex Bitch

I’m Abhiram, I have a best friend, her name is Isha. We used to hang out everywhere we can, we had our own little secrets hidden from each other since we didn’t talk about sex at first. Before when we used to hang out, I always had the fantasy of seeing my best friend naked.. because of her boobs were really firm and big. I didn’t know the size of them back then. I’ll tell you guys about my best slut’s figure later. Who doesn’t like to be teased? I always had the fantasy of seeing her boobs,...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

Davids landlady disciplines Barbara

                       Linda returned from her visit to her daughter with a number of things that needed attention. Firstly David’s experiences with Barbara and the result of his visit home to his mother and sister, and to take up the offer to discipline Barbara.                          ‘So David, tell me how you got on with Barbara while I was away’.                           ‘Well Mrs. Robinson she came round on Wednesday evening and punished me’.                             ‘Tell me more...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Slut Fucks A Rich Old Man And His Servants

‘Hi, my name is Nikita Iyer. I have a dusky complexion and long black hair. I have a cute face and a doll-like body. I’m 25 years old, and professionally, I’m a lawyer. My height is 5’3, and my vital stats are 36D-28-34.’ ‘I’m a friendly person, and I like to meet new people. I recently moved to Bangalore and am looking for new friends. I like to go clubbing, drinking, dancing, and late-night parties on weekends.’ This is what the Facebook profile read of one Ms. Nikita Iyer. Along with that,...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Arlene and JeffChapter 370

Nashville, Tennessee ..."Long story," Jeff said. "Very long story, indeed." Jeff and Charlotte passed a look. "It might be better if you started her off with what you know while the two of you pack her things. Diana and the others will finish with the rest of the story. No way is she going to believe it if I tell it here, and ... I need to check with my team, anyway." "Pack?" Ada wondered aloud. "Neither of you can stay here." Then turning his attention to Charlotte, "Even if...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Country BoysChapter 2

The pickup truck with a camper top lumbered slowly down the street. The three occupants of the truck were too busy looking at the scenery to be worried about the cars behind them, despite the fact that Los Angeles drivers are not known for having much patience. The drivers behind them first tried honking their horns to get them to move faster and then passed them despite the dangers involved. Most of the drivers gave them a one-finger salute although a few looked like they wanted to make it a...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Just a SecChapter 20

On Thursday, in the afternoon following school, Jennifer and her daughter, Haley, pulled up to the huge home of Dean and Andrea Steadman. “Wow, Mom!” said Haley in wonder at the magnificence of the place. “This place is awesome! And you know these folks?” “Well, Mr. Steadman is one of the executives where I work. He does the same level of executive oversight work as my boss, Mr. Pittman,” Jennifer said. She was not quite as awed by the grand expanse of the large house. She had been to Jan...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 43
  • 0

Angels Journey Chapter 24

She's right.. she trains me for hours. Serving her little delicacies even down to popping them into her mouth, dusting with the fluffy feather duster, always bending over at the hips, even serving her lunch then standing in the corner facing the wall, hands on my head whilst I hear her gobbling messily at the table. And all the time for every mistake, real or imagined there are the spankings. Across her knee, over the table, hands round my ankles, upright facing the wall... soon it...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 46
  • 0

On the run into a new futurepart 02

Also I heard a thump.His hands released my hands and hair and he fell down.I turned around, scared, eyes wet from all the tears. The first thing I saw was blood.Blood was rushing out of this... this a****l's head. He lay there, silent, not moving.I looked up and saw my mother standing there with a statue of a rock in her hands, blood covering the rock.She too was paralyzed, unable to move. I was staring now too.A dead body on the ground. My mom killed him. I kept crying.She let the rock fall...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 42
  • 0

Threesome at the beach

By Dina PetroIt was a nice sunny day, I was at the beach which was at the foot of a mountain with lots of rocks, it wasn’t a weakened, just a regular weekday, meaning the beach wasn’t all that crowded, just a few people here and there, swimming, sun tanning and having fun.I was all alone, trying to have a good moderate suntan, as I intended to suntan my whole body, I started walking up the hill over the rocks, I found a nice wide, spacy, smooth rock, overlooking the whole beach area, I could...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 39
  • 0

If you go down to the woods today

Sophie drove her car into the deserted car park, it was just how she had been told it would be at 9pm, dark deserted and secluded. The nature reserve was literally twenty seconds away from a dual carriageway but other than the noise of passing vehicles on the dual carriageway.She parked the car in the corner of the car park with the driver’s side furthest away from the road and she clicked the button for the central locking – safety first. Her mouth was dry and as she was nervous she took a...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Invasion

Not on my Planet, You Won't. Where in the seven hells did that come from? he wondered. Seconds ago he had been doing what he loved more than anything. Fishing. On the Looking Glass River. In Michigan. It was past dark and he knew it was time and more to go home, but just one more cast ... That would be the seventh ... one more cast. The hand carved 1926 Fred Arbogast Jitterbug flew out from the rod tip ... Daddy's favorite lure ... and plunked into the water just like a frog jumping off the...

Porn Trends