Photographs
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On Christmas Eve, Pedro went looking for Danny and found him crouched in the corner of the bed where it was shoved against two walls. His knees pressed against his chest and he held a glass of whiskey in his hand. The bottle of Jack Daniels rested against a pillow beside him. Danny hadn’t even bothered to place it on the nightstand. It didn’t take Pedro’s intelligence to figure out that Danny was drunk.
‘Hey, man, want to go to nochebuena with my family and then midnight mass? We’ll have a good dinner after.’ Pedro tried, knowing it would probably be futile. ‘You can meet my family. My cousin Margarita is really hot, and she wants to meet you.’ Pedro wondered if he really wanted to expose sweet Margarita to Danny when he was depressed and drunk, but he knew, deep down, that he was a good person. Troubled, sure, but he didn’t seem the type to be a lifelong drunk. Danny was just going through a rough patch over his breakup with whatever whore had done this to him. That’s what Pedro still told himself, but he was beginning to wonder.
‘I don’t think I’m in a state to meet your family right now,’ Danny said, echoing Pedro’s thoughts.
Pedro picked up the bottle. It was half full, but he didn’t know when Danny had purchased it. ‘Then quit drinking, get some sleep, and head home in the morning. If you left early enough, you could be there by noon. It’s Christmas, man. You need your family.’
Danny only wrapped his arms tighter around his knees and pressed his head into them. ‘She made me leave. I’m not going to go crawling back.’
‘What if she asked you to?’
Danny raised his head, looking off into nowhere. ‘Depends.’
Pedro reached for the photograph that still lay face down on the nightstand. ‘Can I?’ he asked.
His roommate stared at it for a moment. ‘Sure,’ he said with resignation. ‘Go ahead.’
Picking it up with careful fingers, as if it were as precious to him as it obviously was to Danny, Pedro turned over the photograph to find one of the prettiest women he had ever seen. ‘Wow,’ he said. She was leaning on some kind of counter, her chin on her fist, a genuine smile on her face that expressed happiness and love. ‘When was this taken? She looks like she’s not much older than you.’
‘A couple years ago. I took it myself.’
‘How old is she now?’
‘Thirty-eight.’
Pedro did mental math. ‘So…she was sixteen when you were born?’ She didn’t look like the type of woman to have a teen pregnancy, used up and cheap. Instead she seemed intelligent, like she had her shit together.
‘When she was fifteen, she was raped,’ Danny explained.
‘Ah.’ He stared at the photo a moment longer. She really was beautiful. ‘Danny, what the hell did you do to make her kick you out? You’re a good guy, and I know you didn’t drink this much before you came here.’
Later, Pedro would reflect that Danny had probably been drunker than he seemed, because he answered, ‘I slept with her.’
Pedro froze, then sank to the bed, the bottle still in one hand and the photo in the other. ‘How many times?’
‘For over four years.’
He stared down at the photo in his hands, trying to imagine it. ‘She doesn’t look like the type of woman who would sleep with her son.’
‘She wasn’t. It took me four months to seduce her.’
‘Shit, no wonder you drink. Man, that is fucked up.’ Pedro didn’t know what to think of this. He had an uncle that got too friendly with the teenage girls and had to be watched whenever he visited, but somehow he suspected this was different. ‘You were over eighteen?’
‘Yeah.’
‘And she never came on to you?’
‘No.’
‘But then she let it go on for over four years?’
‘We were happy,’ Danny said, his voice heated. ‘Really happy, and that’s something she didn’t have since the day she was raped. My dad was a sociopath. Their marriage was totally fucked up. He blackmailed her into marrying him, liked to beat her during sex, and she had no way to leave. I made her happy. We were happy,’ he repeated.
He looked over at his roommate. Danny was finally looking back at him. Pitiless, Pedro said, ‘You know you’re going to hell.’
‘Good thing I don’t believe in it.’
‘Why’d she kick you out? Didn’t you say you could go to UCLA med?’
‘She did it ‘for my own good’,’ he said sarcastically. ”I need to have the chance to have a normal life and a family of my own’.’
‘She’s right.’
‘You don’t know anything about it.’
Pedro stood. ‘Why don’t you come to mass, man. You can still make confession, and if anybody needs to confess, it’s you.’
‘No thanks.’
Pedro placed the photograph back where it had been, lying face down. When he put the bottle beside it, he noticed a pale, oval pill lying on the nightstand. ‘You haven’t taken any Xanax tonight?’
‘I’m fine.’
Pedro wanted to open the nightstand drawer to see if he could find the bottle and remove it, but Danny chose that moment to actually pay attention to what was going on around him. He hoped — prayed in a short, silent prayer — that there wasn’t more, and surreptitiously palmed the pill as he drew his hand away.
‘We’re having dinner after mass. I was gonna sleep at the house of mi tía, but I think I’ll come home. See you in a few hours.’
‘Have fun.’
‘Go to sleep, hombre. Don’t drink anymore.’
Danny took a sip and raised his glass to his friend. ‘Sure thing, hombre.’
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Margarita pouted a little when she found that the ‘handsome med student’ wouldn’t be attending their nochebuena. Danny was smart and headed for a lucrative career, which made his absence disappointing for his aunt, as well. His uncle just grunted and poured Pedro a glass of wine that he had little intention of drinking. Seeing Danny as he was had spoiled his appetite for alcohol.
Margarita grabbed his upper arm. ‘You said you would bring him.’ Then the younger cousins crowded around and rescued him from her.
The nochebuena celebration was cheerful and noisy, colored lights twinkled everywhere and the house smelled delicious, but Pedro found it difficult to relax and enjoy himself. Every few minutes he would see someone with a glass of wine or a bottle of beer, and think of Danny, hurt and lonely and drinking alone. He also could not stop himself from fingering the Xanax pill in his pocket, his worry increasing every hour.
Three hours after leaving Danny, Pedro said goodbye to his aunt and uncle and his cousins, much to their dismay. He had refrained from drinking, thinking of the hour-long drive back to his apartment.
‘You will miss mass,’ his aunt complained.
‘I’ll try to go in Sunnyvale,’ he said. ‘Maybe get Danny to attended.’
It was still early, just ten o’clock, when he returned to the apartment. A light shone from Danny’s room, and he called out to him the moment he entered. An ominous silence greeted him, no movement. He hurried to the doorway. Danny lay on his back, apparently sleeping. Pedro scanned the room, taking in the glass that had slipped to spill whiskey beside him on the bed, the bottle now only a quarter full. What really caught his attention was the bottle of Xanax on the nightstand. Alarmed, Pedro went to it. The bottle lay on its side, a small number of pills spilled over the surface. There weren’t many remaining, but there was no way of knowing if Danny took only one from a mostly empty bottle, or had tried to overdose with a handful. Turning to the bed, he lifted Danny’s wrist and found a faint, slow pulse. His breaths came not nearly fast enough.
‘Damn!’ Pedro swore as he reached for his cell phone to call 911. ‘Damn damn damn!’ He kept the line open with the emergency services, so he could remain by Danny’s side until the last moment before he had to let the paramedics in. They soon arrived, worked efficiently, and quickly bundled Danny onto a stretcher and rolled him to a waiting ambulance. Afte
r asking where they were taking him, Pedro returned to search Danny’s room. He had a phone number to find. He was going to call Danny’s mother.
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Danny woke to a raging headache, fire in his throat, and no knowledge of where he was or how he got there. He wiped a crust from his bleary eyes and looked around.
‘Mr. MacAwley?’ a woman’s voice said. A gentle hand settled on his shoulder. ‘Mr. MacAwley?’
He concentrated and a woman came into focus, standing by the bed he was lying in.
‘Where am I?’ he rasped through his burning throat.
‘Hospital.’ A tray on wheels was at the bedside, holding a pink plastic pitcher and matching cups. The nurse poured a cup of water, placed a straw in it, and held it to his lips. She wore fuchsia scrubs, incongruously bright in the dim room. With his aching eyes and head, the color disoriented him, swimming in and out of focus.
The water helped his throat enough for him to ask, ‘What happened?’
‘You tried to commit suicide,’ she said with a touch of asperity.
He frowned. ‘I did?’
‘That’s what it looks like. Xanax and alcohol. We had to pump your stomach. That’s why your throat hurts so bad.’
‘I don’t think I meant to.’
He barely whispered, but she seemed to hear him as she ‘hmmphed’.
‘When can I go home?’
‘That’s for the doctor to decide.’ Her expression softened, and she helped him drink some more water to swallow a pain killer. ‘You could get out a little sooner if we had someone to take custody of you. Do you have family we could call?’
Did he have family? Uncle Mike? Uncle Sean? How could he ever explain to them what brought him down this road?
Mom. He wanted his mother so badly right then he could forgive her for anything. Whatever opinions she held, this trumped them. ‘Mom. I want my mom.’
‘I’m here.’
In the dim room, her figure was just a silhouette against the lighted doorway. Then she stepped forward and his heart turned over.
‘Christie.’
‘Could we be alone?’ his mother asked.
‘Certainly.’
Christie remained where she stood by the door, watching as the nurse left and then closing the door behind her. First dropping her purse in a chair, she came to stand by the bed, her hands at her sides. She watched him but didn’t speak, a lovely shadow at his side.
‘Christie?’ He ached to reach out to her, but she stood out of reach. She didn’t move forward or speak, and he realized that tears were rolling down her cheeks. ‘Christie?’ he repeated.
‘Did you try to kill yourself?’ He hands flexed a little. ‘Did you?’
‘No. Of course not. It was an accident.’
‘You’re a med student, Danny. You had to have known what taking Xanax would do with that much alcohol.’ Her tone was light but held an unforgiving note that made him hurt even more than he already did.
‘I really don’t remember, I don’t. I don’t remember actually trying to take too much.’
She stared at the floor for a moment, then looked back at his face. ‘While I was waiting for my flight, I had a long talk with Pedro. It’s seems you’ve been trying to kill yourself for a long time.’
‘Fucking traitor,’ he muttered. The pain-killer started working and the throbbing in his head abated. ‘Do you blame me? Do you?’
She stepped forward into the light. It shocked him to see how thin she was. The hollows of her cheeks had deepened, her blouse hung loosely at her stomach. His mother had lost at least fifteen pounds she didn’t need to lose. He wondered if their separation had been as hard on her as it had on him.
She wrapped her hands around the rail at the edge of the bed. She looked tired, and more defeated than he had ever seen her, even in the worst of her marriage. ‘I don’t blame you, Danny. I blame me.’
Danny knew that all through her marriage, adversity had made her strong. She would take a beating that would break many women and come out the other side more determined than ever to save herself. She fought for him, she fought for her family, clients, friends, and she fought for herself. But today… never had she seemed so lost to him. He raised his hand to cover hers. She quickly gripped it painfully tight.
‘All I ever wanted was for you to be happy. And because I had been so miserable for so long, I thought that what would make you happy was the things I never had for myself. A happy marriage to someone who loved you desperately, a house that was a real home not just a building to live in, the freedom to have as many children of your own as your heart desired.’
‘Mom, I never wanted the fucking picket fence,’ he said. His words were harsh, but his tone was more exasperation. ‘With you I was more than happy. I was content.’
‘I know that now.’ The tears started falling harder, her voice breaking. ‘We have a love that I just failed to understand. It was enough for you, and me. For both of us, and I nearly destroyed us both because of my idiocy.’
He reached up to put his arms around her. She leaned forward, sobbing softly now, to rest her forehead against his. Slowly, her arms edged under his torso to encircle him. She whispered, ‘Please come home.’
Something unclenched in his chest and a weight slid off of him that he hadn’t realized he was carrying. He smiled and for a moment he reveled in it, a strange sensation of lightness. He realized he hadn’t smiled for a very long time. Still, she had hurt him too badly for complete trust.
‘For how long?’ he asked.
She pressed her lips against his, salty and wet with tears, for a quick, fierce kiss. ‘Forever.’
He pulled her to him, tighter, closer, and said, ‘I’d like to see you try and stop me.’
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It took until the next morning for the doctor to release Danny into Christie’s custody. Physically, he was recovered, but alcohol called to him. Christie wondered how far he had fallen into alcoholism, but Danny seemed determined to fight it.
‘I’m with you again,’ he told her as they drove away from the hospital, having already admitted the need for a drink. ‘I want to enjoy that sober.’
She reached out and patted his knee and squeezed his hand before turning her attention back to traffic. ‘I packed some things at your place,’ she said. ‘I’d rather not camp out at your apartment, and I thought you would want to be with me.’
‘Hotel?’
‘Yes. For today, at least. We’ll make plans later.’
‘Sounds good.’
She had already searched for a hotel and made reservations on her phone, so the trip was short and full of anticipation for both of them. They had kissed a little in the hospital, but Danny hadn’t felt fully recovered until just before his release and neither wanted to risk discovery. Both of them exchanged small smiles as she retrieved the key for a two-room suite they only intended to use half of. No embarrassment or shame. This would be their life now, and both were willing to embrace it.
The moment the door closed behind them, a ‘do not disturb’ sign hung on the knob, the bags were dropped carelessly to the floor, and Danny pushed Christie against the wall. His hands were everywhere, wanting to feel her again. He yanked at the zipper of her jeans and pushed them roughly down off her hips. She detached her lips from his only long enough to shimmy out of them, kicking them away from her feet.
‘Bed,’ she said when he took a breath. ‘Bed would be good.’ But her legs wrapped around his hips and he had her pinned to the wall.
Danny responded by lowering his jeans to free his cock and then thrusting it into her. He growled low in his throat and pistoned his cock into and out of her fast. Frantic. He had to claim her before she was gone again, no matter what promises she made.
‘Promise me,’ he growled.
‘I promise,’ she said.
‘Forever.’
‘Forever.’
He didn’t want to hold back, he didn’t even try. He came quickly and climaxed with a soft cry. C
hristie kept her legs wrapped around him, breathed hard, and relished the feel of his weight pressing against her, but Danny seemed to be struggling, his breathing far to ragged for such a young man, sweat on his brow. He had ruined his health. She lowered her legs and took his hand. ‘Come on,’ she said, leading him to the nearest bed. Cum dripped between her thighs. There was so much of it, as if he had been saving up. She helped him remove his clothing and removed the rest of her own, then had him wait while she cleaned up.
She returned to find him smiling at her, curled up on the bed like a smug, lazy cat. He started to stiffen again while she wiped the cum from his cock with a warm wet wash cloth. He reached for her, but she said, ‘Not yet. There is something I would like to talk about.’
She sat cross-legged at his side, giving him a lovely view of her pussy, which he couldn’t resist trying to fondle. ‘Not yet,’ she said again with a smile, pushing his hand away.
‘What?’
She took a deep breath. ‘I would like you to stay at Stanford.’
‘Christie, no!’ He turned his body away from hers and threw a forearm over his eyes. ‘No! You promised!’ He shouted loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
‘Would you listen? I’m not done. I want to move here with you.’
The arm lowered a fraction. ‘You do?’
‘I’ve thought about this a lot, for a long time. What we would have to do if we could stay together forever.’ She smiled. ‘I always dreamed of it, even if I never thought we should.’
This time when he reached for her, she didn’t resist, coming to lie alongside him.
‘Most of the family is in LA,’ she said. ‘They are in and out of our home, and we would be under a lot of scrutiny. I think we should use this as an opportunity. Say that I want you to stay in school, but you need me near you. We’ll rent a house. Be together.’
‘Houses are even more expensive up here than down there.’ He wondered why he was arguing, but he wanted to be certain she wouldn’t back away when she saw the obstacles they faced. She had hurt him.
‘Steve left me loaded.’
‘You would have to close your practice.’
She agreed. ‘That and selling the house will keep me in LA for a few months. Can you handle that?’
‘You would return every weekend,’ he said sternly.
‘I’ll try to stay even longer than that.’
‘Christie.’ He sighed. ‘I never wanted to be like Steve. I don’t want to be obsessed with you or try to own you, but I want you to know that I won’t go easily ever again.’
‘Honey, you’re the one who has to worry. If you ever leave me, I will stalk you. You’ll bring dates home and find me hiding in your bathtub.’
‘Would you have a camera?’ he asked.
‘Nope. Two dozen chocolate chip cookies.’
‘You’re not my mother anymore,’ he said, but he laughed. Whatever she was, she was his, and that was all that had ever mattered.
The End
AUTHOR’S NOTE: First of all, thank you for sticking with this to the end. Truthfully, I was unsure of the reception this story would get. Everything I write is, at heart, a romance, and this story is no different. At a stretch, it could be called romantic erotica, but it is by no means the pure porn that predominates on this site. Hence the warning at the beginning of each chapter. I suppose it weeded out the people who were expecting tons of sex, because I’ve had no complaints on that score. I posted Photographs here because the incest theme made it impossible to post on any other forum.
I’ve had enough comments about why Danny doesn’t man-up and defend his mom that I wanted to talk about him a little. Danny is the sweetest, gentlest character I’ve ever created. He isn’t even capable of putting a dying bird out of its misery. I included the birds to drive this point home. He might fantasize about killing Steve, he might want to, but there is no way he could ever go through with it. I knew Steve had to die, if not just for karma but because he knew too many secrets, but his death was one of the last things I wrote. I simply could not figure out who would do it. The closest I came with Danny was his trying to kill Steve but backing out. (It finally came to me that, duh, Christie had to do it. She was the victim. It was her right.)
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Danny and Charmaine went to their former city to visit with friends. They got together with a bunch of them and went to the bar. Danny had his eye on her friend Liz all night. He wanted her for so long. Part of the reason was his girlfriend's extreme jealousy of her. Liz was tall, about 5'10, 145 pounds. Her hair was blonde, above her shoulders, done in two little pig tails which were just unique enough to turn Danny on even more. She had dark brown eyes, long lashes, and freckles. Her breasts...
Mary Rock is so fine in panties and a bra as she does some morning calisthenics. Her long hair flows behind her back, framing her super skinny figure as she stretches to get the blood flowing. Renato watches as she finishes up, waiting patiently for Mary to come continue her morning exercise with something a little more sexual. Crawling onto the day bed, Mary gives Renato exactly what he’s been waiting for. She starts with a kiss and then works her way lower. Pulling Renato’s shorts...
xmoviesforyouEureka!!! After years of relentless research, you finally pulled it off. Your heart is beating a hundred times a second as you walk over to the test area. This makes up for all the time you spent buried in books, your almost total lack of utter human interaction, and the last 10 years of being so busy working you hadn't even had a single date. You lowered your head to eye level with the cage that looks to contain only a pet exercise wheel, food/water combo dish, and a motionless plane of cider...
I am awakened to the alarm. It was a restless night of sleeping. I feel like a truck ran over me. I look over and the cat is sitting on the bed next to my head. "What?" I ask. She just looks at me with a smirk. That cat smirk like the know something. She jumps off the bed when I start to move. I make my way to the shower. The hot water feels so good on my body. I shampoo and shave. I take extra care shaving today remembering the note. I want my body to be clean. I walk out of the bathroom...
Denise is a black haired vixen with two tattoos above her breasts of two doves. The doves and dirty and they’ve taken us to some very dirty places. This is a story about the dirtiest place they’ve ever taken us. I met Denise at Community College. She is a rare beauty. Her ink black hair is a strict contrast to the paleness of her skin. She wears glasses that seem to slide down more often than not. Her cheekbones are high and viscous, the angles of her face shout out slut. I wanted her instantly...
Peter's phone chirped a few minutes later to say that Dave and his wife were running a little late."Soooooo it looks like we have some time on our hands" he said.Mick and I might have made suggestions. We were both sitting with rock hard erections sticking up. I desperately wanted to cum and the temptation to just bring myself off was very strong. When my hand had drifted to my cock a little while after John left, Peter had told me not to waste it and so I sat uncomfortably, with the biggest...
It had been several weeks since I had a hook up online and I was looking to explore my gay/bi side even further. So I went online and searched through the adds on a Gay hook up site I had joined.I came across one which caught my eye not so much the text but the photo with it. It was a gay naked his face was covered out but he looked to be about 30ish with a great body, tall, slim and one great looking cock. I read his add and found he lived close by but couldn't accommodate.I thought I would...
The three incestuously occupied family members lounged briefly on the bed, but Jessica decided to get up. “Come on, boys, you need to get up, too.” “Aw, Ma, do we have to?” whined Toby in an excellent mimicry of Andrew when he was little. Andrew snorted derisively, but Jessica laughed loudly. “Yes, you do! Come on, get up.” “What’s next?” asked her youngest. “Not what you think, buster. I think we should go out for dinner tonight.” “Huh?” Andrew may have been taking the new relationship...
Dale and Mary, both grannies and with Dale turning sixty-seven-years-old today, they were both being walked along the road with their upper arms clasped tightly by two eighteen-year-old girls who lived in their apartment block. Neither granny was wearing knickers as they had been told to remove them and knew if they tripped at all then the very short hems of their sleeveless dresses would rise up and their bare bottoms and hair mounds would be seen by those walking close by. The day had started...
SpankingA Friend Of Her Son's "Oh, hello Mrs White. I'm sorry to trouble you but is your son in please?" I hear this pretty but rather nervous young blonde say to me as I come face to face with her for the first time at my own front door. "She must be his latest girlfriend," I say to myself, as I let her into my home. I can see she why my son would want to go out with someone like her. She has a lovely figure and, how do you guys say it, all the curves in the right places? Anyway, from...
This is the second part to my story about my neighbor. I encourage you to read Part One first. *** After that first day I spent with Erin, I had enjoyed cooking out steaks for the three of us. Mike told me stories about how boring it was to live around here, school and some of the local gossip. Erin would fill in some of the left out parts here and there. It was a great way to wind down the day…one of the better afternoons of my life. We all chipped in and cleaned up, and then I bid them both a...
Straight SexFamilySwap! Have you ever wondered what would happen if you had to swap families for a day? It would probably be fucked up. Living in a new home, family members that are looking at you like you’re a fucking outcast, and all of those new fart smells you’re not used to sniffing. It would be a real pain in the ass. But that is unless everyone in your new temporary home looked as sexy as fucking porn stars!That’s the concept behind Nubiles’ porn series Family Swap. Well, it’s unclear why families...
Premium Incest Porn SitesIn a land, not so far away, there lived a blonde-haired girl, who had skin as light as pearl. She was named Daniela or Danny, but all her friends called her Snow White on account of her amazingly fair complexion. On reaching her eighteenth birthday, she prepared to be presented at the debutantes’ ball, where it was presumed she would find a suitor. Whispers spread across the land that someone bewilderingly radiant was about to burst on the scene. It was said that she was so hot, even birds...
As for the rest of the Houston trip, well the next few days became something of a blur! Allison had reserved the penthouse suite of one of the most expensive hotels in Houston, and had left clear and specific instructions that she wanted enough king-sized beds piled together to allow at least twenty people to fuck. Yes, she used the word fuck to the hotel manager very explicitly and repeatly. This was going to be a rock star level bacchanalian orgy of epic proportions, with groaning trays of...
I didn´t know about my assessment myself. I discovered it just during the time of my marriage with Carl. And someday I told my husband about it. Carl did not had sex with a lot of different women before our wedding. I revealed to him that I would love to watch him doing it with one or more other women. In the beginning his reaction was more cautious and cagey. From time to time we were talking about it again and again. As time went by I succeeded in letting his interest grow. I got the...
CHAPTER 8when Gary waked me up, my first thought was he had heard about my little (or not so little) help to my friend George. But he immediately told me to take a shower and dress, because one of the most important guests from the hotel had announced his arrival, and Gary and Al wanted him to met me.We went together to one of the suites, were a older gentlemen opened the door: At first sight I judgment I estimated him to be more than 70 years old, white hair, and with some overweight.Gary...
My MasterEleanor’s Master turned from his desk to face her, his palm wide open. The jet-black colour caught Eleanor’s attention first. As if a part of the night was captured and fashioned into an object, resting now in his hand.“I told you I’d bring you a gift,” he said. His voice was stark, dry and every word carried heavy weight with it.She examined its shape. It looked like a large, round arrowhead. And like an arrowhead, it grew in size from the tip till the middle, which was the size of a...
BDSM"Hi there little darlin'" smiled Spiker, virtually ignoring Marlene, as Trixie rushed into his arms. "I ... I can't believe you're finally out!" gushed the teenager. The kiss was strong and powerful and Trixie almost melted away, overcome with joy and affection as the young man French kissed the naive teenager. The length of both the kiss itself and his tongue took Trixie's breath away and one look and Spiker knew she was his for the taking. "Yeah, it's good to see you too,"...
It was a very hot day in August and I was working at my shop. I own a Automotive Gas and Service station. I have owned and operated it for the last twenty years. I have a few employees who work for me. I’m still involved and work on all the cars. I'm definitely a hands on owner. My name is Jake Rhodes and I'm forty-five and single. I'm 6'2" and weigh about two hundred and ten pounds. I have salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. I love women and often will fuck housewives who bring their...
Cheating'Dama..dama..dama..dada..dada..dummmm...' our ears deafened for a second by the sound of thunder which followed a powerful lightening.It was raining heavily. I and my young brother in law Mahesh hideout ourselves in a small shelter. He stood to my left; folded his hands on his chest and shivering due to the chillness. The splashes of rain water made us almost drenched. My sari skimped with the curves of my beautiful body. The firm breasts took a rounded shape and stood proudly inside it. The...
Alex and Emily continue their Recon mission to 1917 Hartford. After which Sand Dollar takes a trip to the North Atlantic. What manner of choas will a will a thirty-five foot rogue wave cause for Alex and her crew? South of Bikini: Onward Episode 9 "To Save an Old Friend" 1310 hours, The Roland Demmit House, Hartford, Connecticut, April 18th, 1917 "That's us!"...
My name is Amber Thompson, I’m a pop singer that loves to play concerts and party. I started singing when I was eight and now I’m 28 and famous. A couple years ago, I had a problem with some really obsessed fans. They kidnapped me, and I was scared. I wasn’t hurt, but it only lasted a few hours. So I hired a bodyguard to help me through concert halls and to make sure I’m safe. His name is John Smith, I wondered if that was his real name when I met him. He demonstrated how good he was his first...
The Embrace So here we are. I am continuing the dirty little story of my life and my unlife. Up till this point, I have shared with you how I was breed into the person I was at that time. Perfect white breeding mare... so to speak. I shared the story of my coming of age and how that caused my being sold to various lovers who all bid to father my first child. Then I let you know the experience of my father’s raping of me. Thus, I continue the story. You now get to hear the next part of my...
Hiii friends maine aaj is site par apne sath hui ek anokhi ghatna likhne ja rahi hu jis se meri life main bahut change aa gaya. To mein story par aati hun mera naam Anjali Sharma hai ye ghatna mere aur mere bete rahul ke bich k hai. To mai apne baare mein aapko batati hun, meri age 38 yrs hai aur mere bete ki age 18 yrs hai. Mai ek housewife hu. Mere husband ek MNC company me engineer hai. Hum delhi mein rehte hai. Ek baar mere husband ka transfer London, U.K. mai two months ke liye ho gaya to...
This is a continuation of my last story. Unless you have read it, this wont make much sense. I walked into the house. Only to be met by Mark and the man holding my panties. I was petrified. They just looked at each other, smiled and said, "We've been waiting for you" Before I had a chance to respond Mark's mouth was on mine, kissing me passionately and deeply. His tongue was pushing and urgent. He bit my lips and moved down to my neck. Licking and sucking as I let out a deep moan. My skirt was...
Group SexThere is a beauty to watching the woman you love sleep. One of not just love, but something that the Gods would admire. Lying there, her head resting softly of the pillow. Her breast moving the sheets with each breath, you get lost in the love. Kim and I have been together for almost two years. Each morning I love to wake up early for work to just watch her sleep. Lying there, so innocent and beautiful. No one could imagine the passion she holds inside. She is totally committed. Watching...
Our heroine gets a sundae dumped in her lap and the next day ends up fully dressed in a tub of maple syrup. If this dosen’t amuse you, don’t read this. I was out for my first date with Cheryl. She has shoulder length permed brown hair and dark eyes. Tonight she wore a white turtleneck blouse that showed off her firm breasts quite nicely. She also wore white jeans and off white flat heeled shoes with a stack heel. We were at a halfway decent restaurant and everything went fine until...
Cyn was not the dumb blonde she portrayed when she was recruiting lovers. She earned masters degrees from two universities in business and accounting. Cyn’s intellect was only matched by her sexual appetite. Dave was merely a high school graduate who attended a local trade school for two years. After a sort stint in the military, Dave did fabrication work for contractors who needed an on task guy with natural mechanical abilities. Dave's Indian heritage and a smart grandfather left him...
Humor"Hey," I yelled, "what's all the ruckus in there kids?" I walked into the living room to separate Billie, age two, and Sally, age four. They were squabbling again over something. "Bed time!" I hollered again, "Time to pick up your toys and put them away." They did a fair to middling job of that before I ushered them into the bath. It was a job getting them both stripped down, bathed, and into their PJs, but, eventually, the job was accomplished. I carried Billie and led Sally by...
Hi guys. This is SP from gujarat. I am big fan of ISS. I have read many stories over here and after thinking a lot I finally gathered courage to narrate my own story. This is a 100% true story about me and my sister in law, please be patience and read full story as it goes. I have tried my level best to narrate this story from the beginning. This is not the story where someone jumped on to another and fucked her or someone willingly submitted herself to his partner. But it took almost seven...
Tanusree was always this spoilt brat who never gave a damn about what anyone thought not even her dad, she was this beautiful looking girl – her demands were sky high, a nice apartment cars salons dining at cozy comfortable top class restaurants, shop at the best outlets flaunt her beauty. Academically she was a disaster who didn’t even understand basic maths, after her +2 she joined frankfinn to become an air hostess but then she didn’t have the patience to take orders from anyone and so left...