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1999: Solace and Rosanna had known each other for a year. In that time they learned a great deal because they spent hours talking, mostly in person as they lived in such close proximity. Solace discovered that Rosanna had a real thing for neatness and order. This subject was the source of several heated discussions and activities.

“Sol, why don’t you put your stuff where you’re going to find it. If you would put your cane, your bag, your shoes, your watch, your brush…everything in a special place, you wouldn’t have to look for them every time you’re going out,” Rosanna said in exasperation as she searched Solace’s coat closet, for what seemed the hundredth time for the bag which solace claimed held the wallet with her credit cards and identification.

“Look, are you going to help me, Sanna, or bitch?” Solace asked, hands on hips, but she remembered something and dashed into her bedroom.

“I’m going to do both because we go through this all the time, and you don’t seem to be trying to do anything about it, Sol,” Rosanna answered in annoyance. She moved around the living room, turning over pillows and looking under tables.

“I have a system, you know!” Solace called from her bedroom. These words stopped Rosanna in mid-search.

“You do?” she asked incredulously. It did not seem possible that Solace, who was always searching for some lost item, had the nerve to say she actually had a method behind her madness. She marched into Solace’s bedroom, which was surprisingly neat. Solace had probably crammed everything into her closets.

“And what would–?” Rosanna did not finish her query because she was stunned into silence by the sight of Solace’s panty-clad rear end as she crawled around her queen-size bed. She finally managed to come to her overloaded senses to ask, “Sol, what are you doing?” Her hands trembled slightly and her heart rate definitely sped up a notch.

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m looking under my bed,” Came Solace’s muffled reply. She was sweeping the floor with her hands.

Rosanna’s arousal turned to mirth and she began to chuckle.

“Do you think this is funny, Sanna, the fact that I can’t find my identification and maybe somebody might be stealing all my credit right now?” asked Solace continuing to search, her buns moving from side to side in her efforts.

“Oh, no, Sol, of course not.” Rosanna said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “But why are you looking under your bed for a bag? Shouldn’t bags be hanging on a hook in your closet?” Rosanna asked, making an imaginary circle around Solace’s buttocks as if it were a target.

“I think I might have brought it in here last night. I was so tired, I came right in here and collapsed. I think I dropped it down,” Solace replied, making her way slowly around her bed.

As Rosanna followed Solace’s progress, she looked up briefly and spotted the bag on the window-seat. She said nothing because she was enjoying the show of Solace’s bouncing buns. Her fingers flexed as she thought about caressing those glorious round cheeks. .

“And what system is this, Sol? I have to hear this.” Rosanna crossed the room and sat on a nearby cushion. Solace’s only chairs were in her kitchen.

“Well,” continued Solace, “I believe that the brain should not be taxed with trying to remember every minute detail of our lives. So I am selective with my memory.” She finished her speech with conviction.

“And what have you selected to remember?” Rosanna asked as she grabbed the bag from the window-seat and placed it in her lap.

“I have selected to remember how to make those delicious dishes for which you are always complimenting me.” Rosanna could not argue this point as Sol was a wizard of efficiency in the kitchen and her dinners were causing Rosanna to have to work even harder at the gym to keep off the extra pounds. How Sol did it she did not know, an enviable metabolism she supposed. Solace assured her that she only really cooked for her guests and she did not have the inclination to prepare such meals for herself.

Solace stood up and moved towards Rosanna. She leaned over and teasingly stuck out her tongue. As she did so, she noticed that Rosanna held an object in her lap. Solace put out her hands, examined the item, and realized it was her lost bag.

“Sanna, how long have you been holding my bag?” she asked sweetly.

“Oh, not long,” Rosanna replied with a wicked smile.

“And why didn’t you tell me you had it?” Solace inquired further as she attempted to wrench the bag from Rosanna’s death grip.

“Well, I was enjoying your scrambling around your bed. You have the cutest butt.” Rosanna responded in a mischievous tone, hoping Solace would not try to retaliate.

“Oh, really?” Solace said, moving her hands towards Rosanna’s middle. She pounced! Because Rosanna was holding the bag she did not have her usual lightening quick advantage. Solace began to tickle her mercilessly. Rosanna laughed through her protestations and dropped the bag. She grabbed Solace’s hands in her strong ones and held on.

“Not fair! I’ve got to start working out!” shrieked Solace. She was wearing only a short, satin dressing gown, which began to slide up her body suggestively as she struggled to free herself. The garment accented Solace’s smooth body, and it was having a hypnotic effect on Rosanna. She pulled Solace to her and kissed her, her tongue seeking gentle entrance into Solace’s warm mouth. Solace did not protest. Rosanna released Solace’s hands and wrapped her arms around her waist. As the kiss deepened she began stroking Solace’s back in slow, sensuous circles. Solace went limp for she loved kissing Rosanna’s sweeter than honey lips.

Solace broke off the kiss reluctantly, her breathing ragged. She looked right at Rosanna’s now flushed face. “You take advantage of me, Sanna. You find my stuff, your way too strong and then you make me weak with your kisses. It’s just not fair.” She twirled her finger around a lock of Rosanna’s dark hair and pulled, not hard enough to do damage, just enough to make her point.

“All’s fair in—“ Rosanna began but was stopped by Solace’s own kiss.

“Please don’t finish that,” Solace breathed as they came up for air. Rosanna’s hands began a slow journey down Solace’s satin-covered back. As her caresses neared Solace’s tantalizing derriere, her progress was halted by Solace’s firm hand.

“No, Sanna,” Solace said, a note of determination, tinged with regret in her voice.

“Why, Sol. You know you want me to.” Rosanna breathed, a note of frustration and confusion coloring her own tones.

“I…you…if we… Oh, just no, Sanna!” Solace broke away from Rosanna, turned and rummaged for a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt that were strewn across her bed. She entered her bathroom and closed the door. As she dressed, she thought about her decision not to allow Rosanna to continue what would surely have been an extremely erotic and satisfying experience. She felt in her deepest core that if she gave herself to Rosanna, it would be the end of their relationship. Rosanna would move on having achieved her goal of conquest. The fact that they shared many interests: music, political beliefs, tastes in plays and musicals and, of course, their shoe addiction, would come up only a distant second. But she also worried that if she didn’t give herself to Rosanna, that Rosanna might give up on her and move on to more willing prospects. She was torn. She asked Jessie about it and had received the non-committal response of ‘do what feels right to you, Solace’. Well, that was no help because what felt right was making wild and passionate love to Rosanna.

When Solace returned to the room, Rosanna was gone. She raced to the living room in a panic only
to find Rosanna lounging on her favorite cushion, arms crossed over her chest, legs crossed at the ankles, simply waiting for Solace to make her entrance.

“One day, Sol,” was all Rosanna said. Her voice was low, sultry, and confident.

“One day, Sanna.” Solace agreed.

As Rosanna attempted to continually coax Solace into putting her belongings in a more “blind-friendly” manner, Solace tried to curb Rosanna’s quick and impulsive temper, which had been displayed on several memorable occasions. It was as if a button had been pushed and she could not control herself. One incident stood out in particular because it had almost landed Rosanna in jail. The situation had flared up like a match struck on a birthday cake, but there certainly had been nothing to celebrate.

“Do you want to rehearse tonight, Sol?” Rosanna asked as she leaned on the banister leading up to Solace’s apartment.

“Okay. I think we need it.” Solace responded with a grimace. They had returned from a walk in the Central Park Zoo where Rosanna had described, in animated and colorful detail, the antics of the animals. This had touched Solace’s heart. She and Jessie had visited the zoo often , but they were usually so engrossed in discussing some aspect of their lives, that they paid little attention to the cute creatures.

“I’ve got to pick up my suit, but I’ll call you when I’m coming over, okay?” Rosanna said, brushing a rebellious strand of hair out of Solace’s eyes. Before Solace could reply, a car pulled up and a young man in his mid-twenties leapt out, but before doing so he turned up his radio, which was tuned to a heavy metal station. He was of medium height and build, with shoulder length blond hair, which looked in sorrowful need of washing and combing. He wore stained blue jeans and a “Disco Sucks” tee-shirt. He lounged against his car, removed a pack of cigarettes from a pocket, lit it with a lighter taken from the same pocket and began smoking.

Rosanna had turned to make note of him when he pulled up, but she now turned her attention back to Solace. They made an effort to complete their farewells, almost yelling. But the music precluded attempts at conversation. Neighbors stuck their heads out of windows to see who was disturbing their usually quiet block.

Abruptly, Rosanna whirled around, flung herself down the three flights of steps and straight into the young man’s face. Solace reached into her bag, pulled out her cane and made her way down the stairs. She went to stand behind Rosanna.

“Could you turn that down please?” Rosanna yelled into the young man’s face.

“What?” he asked without removing the cigarette from between his lips.

“The music,” Rosanna pointed into the car at the offending radio. “Turn it down. We can’t hear ourselves above that crap!”

Although the young man was taller than Rosanna by six inches, she did not flinch as he straightened up and stood directly in front of her.

“Listen, Butch.” Solace flinched at this name, but Rosanna seemed not to have heard it. “I have a right to play my music anywhere and anyhow I like and you can’t do a fucking thing about it,” he spat back.

“Really?” Rosanna yelled. With that she leaned into his car and pushed the power button and the music came to an abrupt end. Silence and tension filled the air. The sound of closing windows could be heard. Some of the good citizens of a hundred and ninth street did not want to get involved.

“What the fuck?” he stammered, the cigarette falling onto the pavement. “You touched my shit.” He moved, fists clenched, towards Rosanna but before he knew what had happened he was face down on the sidewalk, and Rosanna was sitting on his back, pulling his head by his greasy hair.

“Sanna!” Solace screamed, but Rosanna was in her temper zone. Solace called again. “Sanna, please, let him go! I need you.” Rosanna’s mind cleared and she turned to see Solace’s tear-stained face. She jumped off the young man’s back, kicked him in the buttocks and went to stand by Solace, taking her in her arms. Rosanna could feel solace shaking violently.

A siren could be heard in the distance and a police vehicles soon came barreling down the street. The young man lay sprawled on the ground. Blood was visible under his nose.

“Get up, asshole!” Rosanna ordered. When he did not respond, she yanked him by his tee-shirt and hauled him to his feet. He stood there stunned, probably in shock over being taken down by a woman.

“I’m gonna have you arrested for assault, bitch. My nose is probably broken.” He put his hand to his face, it came away smeared coppery red.

Rosanna said nothing. She stood there, holding Solace tightly.

Two police officers exited their vehicle. They walked up to the trio. They asked the requisite questions and received a colorful, if erroneous account of the situation from the young man. He did, however, have a bloody nose. The officers looked from Rosanna to the young man and back again.

“We’re going to have to take you in, Ma’am. He wants to file an assault charge,” one of the officers informed Rosanna, who still stood speechless and motionless. She seemed incapable of defending herself.

Finally, Solace spoke up. She disengaged herself from Rosanna and with cane in hand proceeded to speak in the opposite direction of everyone.

“Officer, please. This woman is my guide. It took me forever to get anyone from social services and she’s the best one I’ve had so far. If I don’t have her, I’ll starve because I won’t have anyone to go to shop with me. I can’t read signs and my mobility is terrible.” She walked a few paces and began addressing the young man who was behind her. “I’m sorry your nose is injured. I’ll be glad to pay for any medical bills. But please, don’t press charges. She was just defending me.”

Rosanna, the young man and the officers stood there in dumb silence. The officers turned to the young man, who gave them a blank look.

“Look, Sir. She’s offered to pay for your medical bills. Why don’t you let it go this time, eh?” pressed one of he officers, his face beat-red with embarrassment.

“Well…” the young man started.

“We’ll give you a ride to Mt. Sinai. You can exchange information.”

“All-fucking right,” growled the young man. He reached into his car, grabbed a pencil and paper from the glove compartment as Solace reached into her bag to retrieve her slate and stylus. Everyone watched intently as Solace gave her work number to the man and he tried to hand his slip of paper to her.

“Rosanna!” she called, flailing her arms about. “Rosanna!”

Without so much as the slightest smile at this performance, Rosanna came out of her stupor and went to Solace’s side. She took Solace by the arm and guided her back to the small group.

The young man withdrew the hand holding out the paper. “Oh, fuck it!” he snarled. He got into his car, grabbed a tissue from the glove compartment, and pressed it against his nose. Once he determined that his nose was not going to drop off his face in a bloody clump, he threw the soiled tissue onto the passenger’s seat, started his engine and drove off, leaving the group standing, mouths agape, in his wake.

The officers turned to Rosanna and told her that she was indeed a lucky woman. They got into their vehicle and drove away. Rosanna watched as they sped off.

Solace and Rosanna made their way to Solace’s apartment where she ordered Rosanna to sit down and calm down. She went to her bathroom and returned with a damp washcloth and commenced wiping the face of a now perspiring Rosanna who sat allowing the ministrations. After awhile, Solace asked, “What happened, Sanna?”

“I don’t know.” Rosanna whispered, shrugging her shoulders.

“I know one thing. He w
on’t be coming around here too often.” Solace smirked. “Where did you learn that move?”

“I take self-defense classes and they teach us to try to take them down before they get you, especially if they’re bigger,” Rosanna answered, pulling Solace onto her lap. “You did some fast thinking down there, Sol. You should have seen their faces when you were looking in the wrong direction. They didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what to do. That was some act. I owe you, Sol. Thank you. You saved my ass!” She finished by kissing her lightly on the lips.

“I’ll have to think of a way for you to repay me,” Solace said as she snuggled into Rosanna, feeling and hearing Rosanna’s heart beat slow.

“I’m sure you will,” Rosanna said as she ran her hands up and down Solace’s back. “I’m sure you will.”

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This is a fairly long story but I broke it into two parts so that you can read the first half in one sitting and find your place easier if you want to come back and read some more. Also, I would like to say that this will be the start of a seven day sexcapade for Missy involving two of her past flings. Please enjoy and rate and comment at the bottom. Happy reading!! ,) It was now Monday and mom had to work. I was left home alone and I had already began a 10 day holiday with about 8 days...

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My phone beeped and I sleepily got up. I patted bottoms, telling everyone that it was time to get up for exercise. Katie turned to me and said, "Please let us sleep in. Willy has the day off, so she isn't going in this morning. Jules and I will work out later." I supposed they would figure it out, but they needed to remain in a routine and be regular. I slipped a jock, shorts, T-shirt, socks, and running shoes on in the closet's dressing area. Willy was standing there waiting for me in...

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Time marched on as May was followed by June. The temperature was warmer and everyone spent more time outdoors. Glen, carrying his fishing pole, went to the stream. He was surprised to discover the trio lying on a blanket getting some sun. All three of them were nude. All three bodies were very similar; Cliff a masculine version of the twins. The light brown hair, blue eyes, and slender bodies were very attractive. The girls had beautiful breasts that didn’t turn into pancakes as they lay on...

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My story happened many years ago, when I was 16, I lived with my mother and grandma as my dad left I was 7. My mother toldme that grandma and herself would be going away for a long weekend on friday, great I thought, the whole house to myselffor4 days...Friday came and it was a hot day, I raced home from schoolin excitment of the 4 days i had ahead of me, as I got home motherwas just getting out of the shower, she is a good looking womanaged 42, slim and 5'7 tall, grandma was in the kitchen all...

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In her world…. He may have been a stranger, but he was no stranger to her heart. For over miles of invisible wires, they met. Became friends. Became lovers. At first they wrote about everyday happenings. Exchanging news of daily lives. Then dreams crept in. Imaginary prairies evolved sending them off in a snapshot of time where they could be together. He taught her how to fly away in her mind, and lose herself in a fantasy. Her mind’s eye became her private world. She could see clearly what she...

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The Spirit of Luce Part 1

Kathy had always loved men and had several male partners she had sex with on a fairly regular basis. She loved the feel of a man's chest hair pressed against her breasts; the hardness of his muscles. She loved the strength of his arms as he held her; the slight burn of facial stubble as it rubbed against her face when he kissed her and on her skin as he slowly worked his way down to her pussy. She loved the feel of her hands stroking his member to hardness; the feel of it in her mouth and the...

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Fucked like a dog

“That should do it,” I said. I was just finishing the final knot. “Will that do?”“Oh, yes. It’s perfect!” Brenda purred. I could tell she was already incredibly aroused. “Let’s wake him up now.”John really hadn’t known what was about to happen to him. One minute he was enjoying supper, laughing over wine, and then he was slumped in a chair. He’s a big man, and Brenda and I struggled a bit to get him in position. After stripping him naked, of course. But we made sure the armchair was...

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ONE I stood at the doors of the conference hall, peeking through the glass. Most of the area managers and managers had left now, but a few were lingering, catching up with friends they might not have seen in a while. And there were some I'd asked to hang back and wait to see me at the end of the presentations and celebrations. I didn't realise Jo was behind me until she placed a hand on my shoulder. "It's great to see you back in the company," she said with a breezy smile,...

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After class, we went to the student center to sit with each other. As we were walking up, it was so pretty and warm that we just sat on a bench looking at each other and holding hands. Melissa came up with Paul and said, “You really ought to speak once in a while or move so people know you two aren’t frozen in place with silly smiles on your faces.” I said, “I was going to say something but got lost in a pair of beautiful green eyes.” Karen grinned, “Besides, we have a class at...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 281 My HouseWarming Party

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Eternal Slavery II Rape and Enlightenment

IIShe woke in the late midmorning, recalling a night of restless tossing and turning in the pillows. Then, in the first hours of the dawn, she remembered yawningly, sleep had come to claim her nonetheless. Stepping onto the cool marble floor, taking the first steps in search for a mirror, she felt the muscles of her upper body aching, as after a day of extended exercise. "Now, I’m dumb", she scolded herself. "There are no mirrors in this room..." She opened the white double door and tiptoed...

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On Monday morning, my love headed off to class after a firm hug and a soulful kiss, and I went back to the kitchen to finish my coffee. This was an easy day for me, as my usual physics lab session had been cancelled, and I was actually caught up on other assignments. I debated sitting around and relaxing, then thought that there had been too much time spent in chairs lately, and I needed some exercise. I decided to go for an hour's run, and then to work out with the whips for another...

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Bua Ki Kadak Chudai

Hi everyone this is my first story in indian sex stories. Mai lagbhag pichle 7 salo se sex stories follow kar raha hu, aur aaj mujhe moka mila meri story post karne ka. Mai raipur se belong karta hu.Mera name luv hai aur mei 24 saal ka hu mera lund ka size 5.2 inchaur 3 inch choda hai. Heroin of story meri bhua jinka name mona hai unki umar 40 hai par lagti nahi hai. Unka figure 34-30-34 hai jo mujhe unko baad mei pata chala. Mast gori hai aur sunder bhi. Lets come to the story . Mera meri bhua...

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Mariah gave a smile to her family, friends and fans as she stood in the dock awaiting the judges return. She was wearing the clothes she had been wearing when she was arrested. Tight blue denim shorts. A top that didnt leave much to the imagination. It was shaped like a butterfly, with the front wings covering her curvaceous breasts and the rear wings covering her ribs. The intricately woven material was almost see through and clung to her body. It was held in place by thin tight strings that...

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I woke the next morning about seven o’clock, Ashley’s door was still closed, she must have had a real late night. I made a pot of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. I was on my second cup when Ashley appeared walking slowly, apparently feeling the effects of last night’s wine. “I need coffee ... Badddd.” she said softly. She poured a cup of a coffee then fell into one of the chairs across the table from me. I had to grin slightly, she was a mess. I finished up my coffee, took a...

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As I reach your hotel I know that I look flustered and nervous, small beads of sweat are running down the small of my back and my face is flushed. I wait for the elevator and step inside, two other people enter at the same time as me. I look into the mirrors which cover every wall and check out my appearance - hoping against hope that it will please you master. I catch the eye of one of my fellow travelers, one looks towards his companion and they smile to one another after having given me...

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I was with my friends, you were with yours. I spotted you as I was grinding against one of the many gay club. I hiked my skirt up a little more, revealing more of my oh-so-sexy fishnets. We kept our eyes locked on each other the whole 5-minute song. After the beat changed, I winked at you subtly; I wasn’t even sure if you saw it, and headed off into the ladies room. While reapplying my black eyeliner and then natural tinted lip-gloss, the door opened. Out of the corner of my eye I saw you enter...

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IHaveAWife Mia Malkova 22359

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It was another typical Sunday morning, which meant I awoke to the feel of my husband Tom's hand trailing across my stomach. We always had sex on Sunday mornings, usually first thing before we heard the k**s up and about."Mmm, how do you want me?" I asked, my eyes still closed."On your stomach," was his firm command.I obediently flipped over and turned my ass up in the air. I suppressed the urge to pee, but this was going to be quick. It never lasted more than a few minutes whenever we fucked in...

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A weekend with Nancy part 2

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