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Chez Amore.The name shined in framed cursive lights over the new small restaurant in the Business District of San Francisco. A small walkway of lights led right up to the doorway. Inside had a sleek modern look with round booth tables, low dim lighting and a black, white and red aesthetic. It was a Friday evening around 7:30 pm. Usually, the restaurant would be packed with businessmen and women but thanks to the extreme cold weather this evening, the restaurant was mostly empty.The only people...
Straight SexDespués de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
For years, Roger was limp. It was a combination of things. Anti-depressants. Age. Chronically jacking off to cuckold and nylon themed porn. His wife certainly didn't help either. She was drop dead gorgeous. Always made up to perfection with raven black hair and perfectly sculpted tits. She knew about her husband's struggles but she didn't know whether to be sympathetic or disgusted. She hated porn. She saw it as a form of infidelity. It made her feel inadequate and insecure.She also know about...
Years ago I lived in upstate New York. I was hiking some trails in Moreau Lake State Park on a hot, humid, summer day. The sun was shining, but I was able to get some shade from the trees as I walked. I didn't see anyone else on the trails, and my mind wandered to where it always does...sex.I thought to myself - "I'd love to run into some hot, horny girl willing to suck my dick." No playful romantic banter, just wild, rampant sex.As I rounded a bend, I did run into someone. Unfortunately, it...
There is a lot I could say about the Panama Canal. I could mention how it was the largest railroad project ever undertaken. I could mention it was the largest civil engineering project ever contemplated. I could mention the billions of tons of dirt removed to make way for it, or remark on the intricate functions of its numerous locks. But really, while all of this is true, the most amazing part about it is this: It finished ahead of schedule and under budget. We entered this impressive...
You can't believe how lucky you are. You are walking up to the door of Chloe Moretz's house, and the sounds of a party are thundering from behind it. Today is Chloe's 18th birthday, and you managed to get an invitation. About a year ago you were an extra in a movie Chloe was starring in, and you must have made an impression on her, or else she just invited everyone she even remotely knew. Either way you can't wait to get to the party. There's sure to be many interesting famous people there to...
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Sunday--Miss Suzy Premi?re partie "The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive." Since I de-planed in the Big Apple (I came from Ohio, but am most certainly not a Scientologist--unless an impeccable platinum banded solitaire ring of about five carats is part of the deal) I've had oodles of marriage proposals and was even, briefly, engaged. All very flattering, but I can afford to be choosy--or could. I think it's well past time if a lady is unmarried at 3...
HumorProfNigma Stories #1 iCarly: One Night Part1 iCarly: One Night Part 1It was a late night in the iCarly studio as Carly, Sam, and Freddie cleaned up the mess from one of their skits. The gag revolved around Gibby diving into a k*ddie pool full of chicken salad while dressed a chicken suit, but as humorous as it had seemed in the planning stages, the stench, hours later, was certainly not funny."Whose dumb idea was this in the first place!?" Sam yelled as she cleaned up the car prop on the far...
This is my real life story which started 2 years back when I got married to my beautiful wife Neha.She was 21 years and looked like 16 but she had full grown assets and almost nobody could spare a glance. The first 6 months was real first and we had an awesome sex life in spite of being a arranged marriage. She has been always shy to sexual things and I felt good in exposing that. Slowly we started fetish and BDSM to spice up our boring life. We bought lot of BDSM equipments as well in our...
Hello i am Aryan back with my second story. My First Story “RELATION WITH COUSIN SISTER”() was posted few days back.. Received many mails for that. Thank you for writing to me. If you want to write anything about that story also then write to me on my new mail id i.e. I just want to say that all the stories which i will post here are my true experience. I don’t have time to post fake or fantasy story here. Any girls or Bhabhi want to contact me for satisfaction or for chat then they can...
Doctor Doctor, Dirty Doctor. Part1I (Ashley) was a hot blonde 18year old girl, Had big breasts almost a 36D, I was tall, Had long hair, Long legs, Had perfect curves, Perfect round ass, A bald tight pussy and lovely pink sensitive nipples with a perfect size areola.I was a horny girl, Always had the many boyfriends, Had sex very often and enjoyed oral.I was popular and famous in my school for my 'slut' image and my hot boyfriends.I wanted to join the Cheerleading team of my high school. The...
I had only met her earlier that evening at the book club at the library, an evening discussing literature followed by a drink in a pub would now turn into a highly charged sexual encounter.There was an awkward silence as she put the key in the lock and opened the door, we went inside, the silence quickly blown away by us kissing passionately and the sound of her dropping her bags on the floor. A momentary pause as she apologised for the mess, I couldn't care less.We slowly moved to the sofa,...
Introduction: Will Katie finally be able to fuck her father? THIS IS THE SECOND PART TO KATIE LUSTS HER FATHER. THIS IS ONLY MY THIRD STORY. DO NOT BE HARSH ON THE GRAMMER I AM WORKING ON IT. I KNOW IT MAY BE SHORT, BUT I LIKE PEOPLE TO BE HANGING ON EVERY WORD AND TO BE WANTING MORE. I WRITE BETTER IN A SHORT FORM. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COMMENT ON THIS OR ANY OTHER POSTS I HAVE MADE. MY DREAM IS TO BE A EROTICA WRITER AND I NEED ALL THE HELP/ADVICE I CAN GET. HOPE YOU ENJOY PART2. ...
Casino Pays Out Big Time Part2As Sarah, Kevin & myself laid spent on the huge king size bed in my casino hotel room I learned that they really were in trouble. They had lost a lot of money. They had no way home, no money for food and no place to stay for the night. Since I had just won a large amount of money I decided to help them out. Turned out they lived only 20 minutes away from my house (which was 2 hours from the casino). I told them they were welcome to stay the night with me and I...
My Boss, Mr. Paul Cooper: Part2I walked towards the couch to start my strip tease for Charles, Paul played a little slutty music in the background for Charles to have a good show. I got in the camera view and winked at charles and bent forward jiggling my boobs for him on cam.. "Hey there Charles, Why don't you screen this in your conference room, Only the strip tease part, on the projector and get a few of your members to join you in this show too? Then we'll give you a pvt screen of our...
Part2"Is this naughty enough for you?" I ask. His cum all over my face. He's nodding, and as he's doing so I get my index finger and sc**** up the cum on my chin and suck it off my finger. I do the same with the cum on my cheek."Now come over here and give me yours!" I demand. Jeremy walks over, his hard cock bouncing as he walks. I reach up and grab it firmly, giving it a good squeeze as I pull it into my mouth. I'm working his cock good for about a minute when I feel Jeron's hands on my...
With Clemson slipping away once again, Alex and company decide some 'R and R' might be good for morale, but is 1944 Hartford ready for the Empress and her entourage? How could a young girl, killed in 1942 Burma, possibly make one of Emily's hometown neighbor's life complete? Episode 5 "Departures" 1050hrs, Pearl Harbor, August 20th, 1944 "Cap, Admiral Demmit and Mrs. Scott just appeared on the bridge," Jack informed...
XXVIII. Departures. It was one of those mornings that seem unable to decide what it wants to be. Halfway to the airport, a fine rain blew up against the windshield of the pick-up. A few miles later, the sun unexpectedly broke out from a temporary gap in the impregnable line of gray clouds massed like battleships laying siege on the horizon It had finally been agreed that Phoebe would return to New Jersey and sign in to an outpatient rehab clinic. At the same time, she would take...
One aspect of these sex sessions that Jessie Harper found herself noting and being really intrigued about was the way she always seemed to have a much better singing voice the next day at a choir practice or even at a church performance as a result. Somehow all the naked, sexual fun of the night before seemed to enhance her auditory awareness and her ability to find perfect pitch when she was about to perform. And it was one such sex session at the Terrence’s house the day before the final...
Manufacturing a Partnership Part One By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers JUST BEFORE MIDNIGHT "Hey, you ok?" said Greg seeing Blake looking wiped as rummaged through the red pocketbook on the vanity. "I'm fine," shivered Blake as he stood staring at his reflection. "But I need a minute. This has all been just too much to handle!" He took a deep breath standing in front of the bathroom vanity clutching the ends with his hands quickly becoming mindful of his sharp long...
This was going to be a blowout to start the summer. I invited everyone. My friends, their friends, pretty much anyone who wanted to come was welcome. I had recently broken up with my girlfriend of most of freshman year, so naturally I encouraged all my female friends to bring all of their female friends as well, and they did! There would be other guys there too of course, all my friends from the gym and such, but as far as I was concerned, this was going to be a summer buffet just for...
I was in Baltimore on a business trip and, as always when I travel, I extend my trip through the weekend to go to gay bars and more importantly the porn shops with glory holes. I go there for one thing--to suck as many cocks as possible. My preference is almost ANY black man or white fems and TS's. I took a cab after a gay bellboy at the hotel told me where to go for that reason. The cab dropped me off on a two block strip loaded with the bright lights of all-night porno shops. I talked to...
Hi again. More of the same here. part 4. continnues. Part 1 and 3 in Group section. Part2 in Incest. Replies comments criticism all at No. I stopped wearing skirts after that. Wore either jeans or shorts.” she answered. “Okay, so there was a power cut. Then?” She took a deep breath and said, “It was getting very hot and we were both sweating. He asked me what part of the portrait I was working on, and I said his face. So he asked me if it was OK if he took off his shirt, because he was...
My first encounter...in a train compartment.It was almost exactly a year since my 'Changing Room' incident that was revealed in my previous story. I was a year older, but was I any wiser? I'd been working away from home for the whole of my summer holidays and it was time to return there, and then within days back to school. I was 16 and had been 'sort of apprenticed' to a foreman in charge of refurbishing shops for the last 6 weeks. The job wasn't really the type most schoolboys got in their...
After dinner I called Patrick and spoke to Rachel about invading her parents. With her encouragement, I called Chaz in Canberra. He was quite enthusiastic about a visit and wanted to know when I’d arrive. “It’s Monday. I won’t leave before Wednesday. I thought I’d cross the Dividing Range, look at the MacIntyre in Inverell and stop in Moree. Then through Narrabin to Dubbo and from there to Canberra. But I want to stop in Cowra. I was there when I was a grad student, but the woman I was with...
I was already feeling hungry when I passed through Narrabri, but I kept on till I got to Pilliga National Park. I stopped at the posting of the Park Service to see where the archaeological remains were. I lost both my appetite for food and for archaeology when I read: Deep in the vast Pilliga Forest lies exquisite Dandry Gorge and the magnificent Sculptures in the Scrub. This once secret location of the Aboriginal Gamilaroi People is now an extraordinary place for all to share. Visit the...
Laughter, embarrassment and confusion in equal measures affected the guests and wedding party. Marta stood, restraining a giggle. "Anyone needing fresh champagne glasses and cake slices let Latisha and Tico know. "I imagine when you decided to attend our wedding you figured a pleasant evening would ensue. It seems my plan to make it memorable has been embellished a bit. If you knew Pussycat and Eddy before, and I haven't known them long but got the gist of their characters, I'd say we...
"Ow. Shit that hurt," cringed Grace. Joe's bloodied cock rested deeply in her no longer virgin vagina. He waited a couple minutes for the pain to subside, kissing her forehead. Sam lying beside her, whispering "It only gets better, much better," through her own sympathetic cringe when the deed was done, continued softly caressing Grace's breasts with her hand. When Joe cautiously began moving his cock in and out an inch at a time, he watched Grace's face relax. "Ooh," she sighed,...
He hadn't heard from her in centuries, or at least a couple days. He could see the writing on the wall if he wanted. He didn't, at least not the script in big letters and heavy strokes seeming to carve into its surface, a trompe l'œil. Instead he studied the surface and saw diverse pathways of life intersecting in a massive ungainly knot, a confusion, a place for collision, a wreck of humongous proportion in which passengers ran full speed, heads down and thrust forward until slamming into...
Seemingly centuries, only a couple weeks had passed since they first met. A blind date, his not hers, turned out excruciating. He imagined his colleague rolling on the floor with laughter at what he wrought, but maybe he meant well. He may have not realized the poisonous negativity the woman vented. Pretty but plain, plump but not fat, her features hadn't forced her to try a blind date. First impressions wouldn't have had Joe kicking her out of bed. Conversation would have. The obvious...
Awakened by a relentless buzzing from the building entrance, Marta heard yelling quieted by three floors distance when it stopped. Glancing out the window, she saw Joe looking up at it. Beside him a blond man slightly balding spread hands in a plea pose, all she could see from a high perspective. They vanished into the building. Joe knocked. "Are you descent?" he yelled through the door. "Not enough, but come on in," she yelled back, at least the end part. Sitting up, leaning on pillows...
Surfaces crumble when bedrock shifts. Day to day impetus dies. Holding the quotidian, efforts not to fuck up, to become outrageous or insane or illegal or at the least improper loses grip. For instance getting stumbling drunk before heading to work because your best friend found some guy reveals the fragile integrity of a wounded soul. Three shots of tequila (the others had two), two bottles of Dos Equis (the others had one beer) and secret shots of a fancier tequila while feigning bathroom...
While Joe spent his Sunday normally, jogging a couple miles, showering, working on law, Mary and Roger spent it getting to know each other intimately. After her roommate and his brother left, Mary finished the bloody Mary which proved a curative. Roger showered and Mary had one after. They cleaned themselves thoroughly, Roger removing the growing stubble on his face and detritus between his teeth. Swiping her hand across his towel covered groin as she passed him in the hallway, Mary said,...
Marta's day had actually gone better than she thought. Aside from wanting time with her new beau and struggling with Mary's needs, she actually enjoyed herself. Marta knocked on the door to the suite. Mona/Maria tended to be late, so she figured on being alone for a little while with whoever opened the door. The kid opening it surprised the hell out of her. As tall as her, her two inch heels made her two inches taller. He looked pale and pudgy and nervous and sad, his big brown eyes...
Wearing the utilitarian robe, Marta found the farthest spot from the activities of the bedroom and the spying walls, beyond which Harry's adjoining suite hid. She made herself small in the corner and called Joe on her cell. "Hey," said Joe, sounding quiet yet excited to see her name across his cell phone. "Hey," said Marta. "You okay?" "I miss you." "I miss you too. Can I see you?" "Not now," answered Marta sipping her champagne. "Oh." "Later I promise. I have...
After serving her man bagels and cream cheese and coffee and returning to bed, watching him put on his coal gray suit, pale blue shirt and burgundy tie, getting a too brief heartfelt kiss, Marta nodded off. A couple hours later her cell phone woke her. She bounced out of bed and caught it before it went to message. "We have a noontime client," said Mary. "I could use the money and I miss getting intimate with you if only for show." "I'll be there." "Thanks. I'll book a room." By...
Arrangements during the first meeting of the PIs promised L would follow Joe and Marta without them stopping first at the office. She wanted discretion if the car was followed. Once outside the environs of Chicago, she'd pass them if she spotted a tail. Evidently no tail existed. Marta couldn't have been more surprised by Joe's car. In fact she and Mary had passed it when they searched for him at the curb. He had to step out and yell and wave. A 1966 cherry red Mustang convertible with a...
They paraded from the two cars—three sexy women and one tall nervous man—to the modest two story house skirting the edge of Milwaukee, hinting of suburb. Arriving an hour early, Marta mashed the doorbell and waited a minute before searching her purse for the key to the house. Not having visited in almost a year, she felt estranged from the familiar place of her teenage years. Before her key found its hole the door opened. A younger male version of her stood in the doorway, eighteen and stocky...
Both Joe's and L's internal clocks woke them within fifteen minutes of each other. When L emerged carefully from the daybed, Joe shifted away from his lover and rose having been awake and enjoying her steady breaths and calm face, startling L. "You too hunh," commented the PI. "I go for a run every morning," explained Joe, finding his small bag and extracting warm ups. "Me too," L responded, shamelessly stretching her short voluptuous nakedness in front of the more reserved Joe. He...
Things had relaxed at Marta's house. Her parents accepted her exotic dancing and understood her reluctance being an escort and shared everyone's anger and blame of Georgy. Being about the same age, Leo and Marianne hit it off immediately, sharing thoughts of high school so recently ended and dreams of the future, mostly Leo's. The ambitiousness and excitement Leo revealed infected Marianne. The confidence thrilled her. And she could tell he was nice. "I have a plan," L declared during...
Waking from a potentially wet dream, a recently familiar cause became apparent, except the woman blowing him had brunette hair. "Marianne!" "Hi Joe," smiled Marianne fisting his erection. "Marta gave me permission. Do you mind?" Joe laughed. "Only if you deny me tasting your sweet pussy." She straddled him and resumed her felatio. He remembered it being less well done. He sucked hard on her clit when he came. Once the distraction ended, he worked her towards her climax while she...
"Good morning," smiled Marianne looking up from Joe's naked and engorged penis. He learned not to wear boxers to bed. Her mouth returned to the task of making him cum. "Good morning," chorused Mary and Marta, curled tight together inches from Joe. Mary caressed Marta's lovely full breasts, pulling her nipples stiff. She kissed Marta's neck and her lips when Marta leaned her head back. "Hop on Sweetness," suggested Joe. "You ready?" "Been for hours," Marianne replied, delighted...
As promised Mary set up a date for Joe to visit Marcie. Everything good about his date with Marianne vanished in Marcie's presence. "Why aren't you getting naked honey?" she asked when she peeled off her clingy cotton dress revealing her saggy forty year old body. Slim, her fake tits defied gravity. The old whore's face looked skeletal fighting age's loss of metabolism. Her butt sagged and her flesh lost resilience over the years. Her broad face still looked beautiful in its perfect...
Marta planned to take the week off from exotic dancing, but Wednesday felt like such a relief, she decided to quit. She worked steadily five nights a week for years, even working six or seven nights in a row several times. She made money easily, her best friend worked with her and she had nothing else going. Joe changed the latter overwhelmingly. "I can't even imagine me without you, though it's been less than two weeks," realized Marta after hanging up the call quitting Choice. "Same...
Another familiar awakening, Joe emerged from a sexual dream to find its cause. The source surprised him. Red hair framed a round thinned face and big green eyes glinting mischievously in the morning sun. With a wet sucking pop releasing his tumescence, Margie's mouth freed it and she crawled up and straddled his hips threatening to guide it in. "Wait!" moaned Joe. Marta moved and muttered incoherently but remained asleep. "You promised." "Roll on a rubber." "I'm ... Okay." She...
As promised Marta arrived early enough to wake Joe with a blow job. He reciprocated, creating a sixty-nine and distracting her from completing her mission with a breathless climax. He turned her and entered her and kept the strokes heavy and high until she succumbed a second time just in time to meet his climax. Of all the positions they explored, they preferred missionary. Each could capture the other's eyes and watch the pleasure expressed. They cuddled and kissed within the glow of post...
"You look like a wild woman," Joe responded when Marta asked why he took pictures of her. "I never saw you so drunk and happy." They'd arrived early to the rave, parking at an adjoining lot acquired when the boss acquired the warehouse building. Blackened windows kept the inner lights from leaking out, but the building thrummed with loud steady bass. It got a bit louder when Joe opened the outer door to the building for Margie and Marta, though not as loud as the space itself. The door...
Having a shitload of work to do distracted Joe over the weekend. However, the pain of separation and not knowing when or if it would conclude anytime soon caused the work to suffer. Joe usually shut the world out and concentrated exclusively on the task, enabling a thoroughness and brilliant conciseness few if any associates could match. Thoughts of Marta, words of anger exchanged repeated a hundred times, lengthened the work and lowered its concision. Like he had in school, his genius could...
Tired but not exhausted thanks to Mary's soporific massage and a deep lengthy sleep the day before, the sun lighting the world as it arose behind her burned her night accustomed eyes when Marianne cruised into Milwaukee looking for the second downtown exit off the Interstate. Just being in the vicinity churned out adrenalin. Her old world of cheap hotels and big van fucks and the vocal brutality of her former pimp reemerged like a long forgotten childhood nightmare. She clamped her mind down...
Lefty swung by Ravenous at closing time to get his cut, about eighty percent of the profits, with Roger and Tim splitting ten. A hefty cut; it bothered Tim. He'd been warned not to fuck with Lefty, and Roger suggested he heed the advice. He still managed to hide another ten percent of the door which Lefty figured when the estimate seemed short that much. More and Tim might have suffered greatly. Roger on the other hand didn't get greedy. Though he had nothing but distaste for the scary...
"When you said sore I thought you meant..." "That too Joe. He made it easy to fuck him over." "So everything worked well." "Bettter. It seems Roger's endeavors might continue." "Really?" "You should have seen him Saturday night. He hid it well, but you could see him holding fast to his dream." "I should have seen him." "I think we needed this, we need this. Everything has to be wide open between us, otherwise things fester and rot." "Uhm..." Joe looked guilty. Marta...
Tuesday at noon Marta arrived at Joe's firm. She'd never visited before and realized immediately stepping from the elevator that it presented itself as the high class firm Joe had suggested. She smiled at the beautiful receptionist. "Laura I presume." "Yes. Have I met you?" "You shagged my fiancé," Marta leaned down and whispered. "Oh fuck!" Laura jumped back. "I'm sorry. It's just that me and Debra ... Oh shit!" Marta laughed making Laura look cross eyed in confusion yet...
Everyone asked came to see the debuts of Debra and Laura. Mary and L after two days in bed making delicious love and creating Mary's new destiny, Marianne after working solo for a change and accumulating clientele, Margie relaxing and fattening up and studying the internet about education and doing some writing at her father's log cabin taking the train into town and being picked up at Union Station by Marta, joined Roger, Joe, Marta and the two performers at Choice. Of all the amateurs,...