La Bonne
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La Bonne Part 2: Ordinarily, the only times you heard of the men in a town disappearing was in a time of war. What was the war that had engulfed our town? It was a war against toxic masculinity which in our town had become a war on masculinity itself.. Maybe, in a fairer society, the transgendered and transvestites of the town would have been accepted as cisgendered women, but in our town the women were Terfs. The Mayor had been voted out of office last year and George made a...
Introduction: Il racconto narra di un uomo e una donna che hanno una relazione cibernetica, e di un ipotetico loro incontro, dopo che da tempo reprimevano le reciproche pulsioni per timore di rovinare lamicizia. Incontro che forse diventer? reale. Narra di quando un giorno luomo prende liniziativa e si dichiara, ed esplodono entrambi in un turbinio di erotica passione, appagando tutti i desideri repressi da troppo tempo. Il racconto ? a tratti romantico, a tratti erotico, ? esplicito e...
Dés mon plus jeune âge, j'ai été attiré par les choses du sexe. A Paris, lors d'un séjour chez une copine, il m'est arrivée une histoire cocasse. Aux heures de pointe, nous étions serrés comme des sardines dans le wagon. Tout à coup, j’ai senti une main se poser une fesse. Au début, j’ai cru à une maladresse, mais la pression des doigts de l’inconnu se faisait de plus en plus franche et commençait à s'insinuer dans la raie de mes fesses. J'ai voulu me retourner vers l’importun mais serrés comme...
Mon épouse rentrait très tard d'une réunion de travail terminée par un repas et une soirée (01h25 de la nuit) et en cours de route elle s'est arrêtée sur le bas côté pour voir ce qui n'allait pas. En fait un pneu crevé, Une voiture qui la suivait s'est arrêtée et un jeune arabe est allé la voir et lui a proposé sans se départir de changer la roue contre une fellation.Je suppose que la tenue de ma femme y a été aussi pour beaucoup : petit tailleur noir, chemisier blanc jupe courte fendue sur un...
Béatrice inspecte ma féminitéNous faisions l'amour dés que nous nous voyons dans l'intimité. A 70 ans, il y avait de la part de ma belle-mère une sorte de rage, inconnue d'elle-même, à explorer toujours plus les arcanes de nos sensualités, une soif de tendresse et de jouissance. Nous n'en revenions pas de cette révélation soudaine tant cela nous était inconcevable ainsi que pour nos proches qui ignoraient tout. Un jour, Béatrice me demanda de m'habiller de mon mieux en femme, tandis qu'elle...
Je conçois qu'on nous enferme dans la catégorie des veules et deslâches. Un mâle est prêt à tout pour obtenir une femelle. Depuislongtemps je convoitais la femme de mon meilleur ami. Je savais ce genred'infidélité et de frasques assez banal et pour le coup sordide. Je nepensais pas qu'un jour je m'abaisserais à un si bas étiage. On devraitêtre plus humble. Les abjects ne sont pas si loin des nobles. Je fus cejour-là une canaille. Pour ma défense la miss en question n'était pas enreste. Je lui...
Il Racconto Di un marito Cornuto.Continuavo a domandarmi cosa avesse mia moglie Sissi. Da circa una settimana il suo atteggiamento era divenuto insolito. Sembrava sempre sovrappensiero, distratta; quando le parlavo avevo l'impressione che neanche mi ascoltasse. Alle telefonate rispondeva in modo evasivo e frettoloso, quando invece eravamo insieme evitava di incrociare il mio sguardo. Non riuscivo a capire, ero molto confuso. Stavamo sposati ormai da pochi anni e non l'avevo mai vista con un...
- Hi Abbie!- Hi Flynn, she answered me with her hot lovely smile :)- Ok, so it's time for your weekly fitness session, hope you're excited!I actually knew she was because she was already in her sport's outfit when she opened the door... It was skin-tight, I loved it ;)We started the workouts with the warrior 3 pose and I maintained Abbie's pelvis to help her... It's started to make me really hard because let's be honest, this girl is so fucking hot!Suddenly she complained about a pain in her...
Annie vient de se lever, elle sort de la salle de bains le corps enveloppé dans une serviette quand on sonne à la porte.Intriguée elle regarde par le judas, deux hommes en costume gris patientent devant sa porte."Oui ?""Bonjour madame c'est pour une livraison""Ah mais je n'ai rien commandé.""D'après mon bon de livraison il s'agit d'un cadeau. Pouvez-vous nous laisser entrer pour que nous puissions effectuer notre livraison ?""Euh oui, une seconde."Elle ouvre la porte et les deux hommes entrent...
Sarah and I chatted on the way home from seeing Mike and Maria. We both agreed we had enjoyed it and wanted to do more. I would really fancy seeing Mike fuck you said Sarah. Maria did a good job cleaning my pussy out after he came in me – I think it will be fun having her eat me. I want to see how different it is being sucked off by a woman – yes, and sucking her off too. We were still randy when we do got home. We were in bed naked within seconds, kissing, sucking, licking each other. I sank...
Mandy always dreamed about this day, fantasized about it at least once a week and always had to touch herself at the thought of it. And today it was finally happening.Mandy was a thicker girl, large 36DD breasts, perfect apple shaped ass, thick creamy white legs, and just right the right amount of thickness for her frame. She was wearing her favorite outfit today, a nice flowing skirt with nothing on underneath, and a nice tight T-shirt, showing off her ample breasts.Mandy was on her way home...
Mandy always dreamed about this day, fantasized about at least once a week and always had to touch herself at the thought of it. And today it was finally happening.Mandy was a thicker girl, large 36DD breasts, perfect apple shaped ass, thick creamy white legs, and just right the right amount of thickness for her frame. She was wearing her favorite outfit today, a nice flowing skirt with nothing on underneath, and a nice tight T-shirt, showing off her ample breasts.Mandy was on her way home...
We had expected to return to York when our tour of duty in Bosnia was over, but the bastards at MoD sent us to bloody Catterick. There were two good reasons why that posting was not well received by the Erbs. The first because most of us were looking forward to re-establishing relationships with the fair maids of York, or in Russ Stilkins' case the fair maids of Nippon. The second reason was that, for those of us 'rejected' by 2 RGJ, it would be returning to face their derision. Since our...
I managed to get a seat on the night train to Edinburgh; I would have a wait of a couple of hours at Darlington for the Catterick Flyer in the morning but there was no point in hanging about Plaistow. As I sat in my less than luxurious seat I reflected on the past few days, and wondered where it had all gone wrong. I had arrived home on leave, armoured by my high moral behaviour of being celibate for six months. If that didn't put me on the side of the angels I don't know what would....
November 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Hi!” Winter’s sisters, Summer and Autumn, and their friend Brooke exclaimed when they saw me. “Well, if it isn’t three members of «Le Quattro Stagioni»!” I grinned. “All of whom are married or engaged!” Vickie said from behind me. “I wonder if I could get a hall pass...” Brooke said, winking. “You go ask Bob if he’s Ok with THAT!” Vickie snickered. “Maybe not the best idea I’ve had today,” Brooke agreed. “Dance later, Steve?” “Of course!” “Do you...
It had been an idle threat made under pressure, that's all. "If you move your hands," he'd mocked her, so long ago that now seemed. "I'll bend you over, spread your cheeks and stick ten inches of cock up your ass, and then, when I've had what I want of your body, I'll put a noose round your neck and I'll hang you! So don't you dare move an inch... not an inch..." It had been an idle threat that one makes without thought to the consequence, a promise made in a moment of madness,...
"So, how much do you need right now?" Art said "About two million." "Tell ya what ... if it's ok with everybody. Open your account with the Monster Millions check, I'll draw on that to give everybody Cashiers checks and you can either open an account with it or take it to Auburn and deposit it there." That seemed fair to everybody. The Little Brown Jug Blind Trust was opened with a deposit of eleven million seven hundred twenty five thousand dollars. The bank then ... using the...
The elevator door opened and Nicole stepped into the hallway, only a few minutes from her destination. Where was she headed... ? Ugh, not important, but she has to get there quickly! She heard a door click over her shoulder, she turned to see the greasy delivery man standing only a few steps behind her, he was coming after her and she needed to get away! She ran through the open doors in front of her screaming for help, trying to find anyone because she knew that if he caught her, something...
The boy has his towel around his neck, and the girls have theirs around them. All three kids were from different families, and none were eating in the dining area tonight. Ellen went to the cabin to get beach blankets that I laid them on after re-rolling them in their towels. I borrowed some of the dishtowels to roll up to make pillows for their head. Ellen went over to nudge them from time to time to get them to wake up, but they would roll over to go back to sleep. “Daddy,” Ellen told...
BABY BONNET CUCKOLD by Throne When I got home from work on Friday my wife Mara was on the phone, so I didn't bother her. Instead, I went to the master bathroom, got undressed, tossed everything into the hamper, and took a hot shower. Then, carrying my shoes, I headed for our bedroom with a large soft towel wrapped around me. All I wanted was to put on some pajamas and a robe, so I could relax all evening and get a start to my two-week vacation. Mara had been playing some domination...
Moonlight meanders....It had been a quite warm day, the sunshine beating down as they drove back from seeing Jays friend at the annual Airshow, and there night’s stay in their favourite hotel. They had decided to come back by the coast road after stopping for a bite to eat and a walk along the beach. Driving along the music added to the tranquil time of the evening , with sunset just approaching. Innuendos had been flying all day, the normal for Jay and Bert when they got together as lads...
The year was 1965. The country was still wounded by the assassination of John Kennedy, the Righteous Brothers crooned, “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling,” the 289 Mustang was a car phenomenon, and American boys were dying in Vietnam. I was about to complete year one of community college when I met Carla. She wasn’t the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, but close enough. I thought she was gorgeous, certainly out of my league. Long, dark blond hair, blue eyes, a pleasant, albeit strained,...
Love Stories... years ago, I rode these prairies, with my bride so sweet and fair, I remember, how it thrilled her, Pretty bluebonnets blooming everywhere... * The evening shadows were falling fast by the time Amos and Abigail finished their supper and made their way out to the cool of their veranda to enjoy the evening twilight. "How many nights we've sit out here wondering where Emmett is, and what he's doing?" Abigail said, touching her husband's hand, as if to seek comfort and reassurance. "I...
I'd made the flight from Spokane to Bonner's Ferry many times before, but usually had few charters once winter approached. This day the weather was marginal, leaving me to wonder if I shouldn't tell my passenger that we would have to wait till morning till the front passes. Besides, he was late, and I was tired, hot, and now annoyed as well. He finally showed up, occupying the passenger seat of a tiny red sports convertible. For several minutes he just sat there, as he and his young driver...
By the time she got to the restaurant, Claire was no longer constantly conscious of the fact that she had a dildo in her purse. Part of that might have been because as they walked to the restaurant, she knew that Cindy had something similar in her purse too, and even though she knew that, Claire couldn't see any hint of it. Cindy chatted about other things as they walked. She did not, in fact, bring up the subject of tools for helping females gain sexual satisfaction until after the waiter...
When she finally emerged from the bedroom, clad in a long robe, her hair was still wet from her second shower. She had resisted the urge to fuck herself again, by force of will alone. She'd picked up the dildo, which had lint adhering to it from the carpet, announcing it was past time for her to vacuum the floors. She washed it off in the sink and put it back in the drawer. She didn't cover it up this time. She felt tired. John was still in the chair, but the dishes he'd eaten out of...
The fact that Cindy felt like a best friend was obvious. She knew very intimate details about Claire's life. And, when they got home, Cindy knew where everything was inside. Of course she'd recently been in the house, getting Claire some clothes, which meant she had a key. Her purse, watch and shoes were the only things that had been salvaged after the accident. The house didn't look like she made tons of money. Obviously, her husband worked too, but they lived pretty close to the bone,...
For all that her memory had huge gaps in it, Claire and John settled back into a lifestyle remarkably like that before the accident. It was easy for John to avoid further confrontation (or working on the problem) by simply going back to his TV shows. Claire didn't remember what she had done with her free time before the accident so, if she wasn't sleeping, she wandered around the house, trying to learn more about "herself." That might sound fruitless. If you look around your own house,...
When she walked through the glass doors of Martin Aerospace Industries, it was exactly fourteen days after the accident. As she entered into a spacious, well lit atrium, she looked up to see a full sized bi-wing airplane suspended from the ceiling, directly over a long desk at which sat a good looking young man in a uniform. It wasn't her fantasy man. "Good morning, Mrs. Bonneville," he said, with a brilliant smile. The smile was genuine, as was the way he recoiled as he looked at her...
All things in life are the result of changes, big or small, that take place from one moment to the next. A man and woman who enter the same elevator, and therefore meet, and decide to go on a date, which works out to the point that they marry and have children, could have completely different lives if either of them had taken the stairs. Any time we drive somewhere, we operate a four thousand pound hunk of metal, making it hurtle down the road at high speed, while other hunks of metal just as...
Angela's "guy" found John at work. He pretended to be a customer and, knowing that one of the divisions John supervised was outdoor furniture, went to that section of the store and asked to speak with a supervisor. When John approached, the man said, "Hey! I know you. You're John Bonneville, right?" When John, confused because he'd never seen the man in his life gave a tentative, "Yes?" the man extended the divorce papers and said, "You're served, John. Have a nice day." John did...
They lingered long enough that, in Claire's mind, this had gone beyond just getting some dessert to being an actual date. She felt guilty about that, but was having enough fun that she brushed that aside. She was firm in her resolve not to do anything with this fascinating man until later ... after the divorce. To that end she dropped him off and, other than agreeing to run with him the next day, took no actions of any kind to encourage him to do something dangerous, like try to kiss her...
The feeling of déjàvu, once they were inside, was eerie, and yet Claire couldn't put her finger on just what it was that seemed familiar. It took a while before it percolated into her mind that the plethora of objects, the variety of things people tried to spice up their sex lives with, was probably what her tattered memory found recognizable. The array of colors, textures, and purposes for the things she saw was intimidating in a way. She compared it to what she thought seeing a foreign...
Chief Robinson was waiting for Juhler when he emerged from the interrogation room. "What'd she say?" he asked. "She stayed with her original story. She said she kicked three armed robbers' asses. And I believe her," said Juhler. "You talk to the guy she was with yet?" "No, he's next." "Does this make sense to you?" asked Robinson. "Nope. If you're a strong arm robber, or even ply that trade armed, you don't generally run in a pack, and you don't ask a woman who's...
It was two in the morning when Jerry Peterson pushed Edwin Petrike into the police station in a wheel chair. Juhler was waiting, and directed Jerry to take him to the interrogation room. When Juhler followed and sat down, the first thing Petrike said was, "I want my fucking lawyer!" "Okay," said Terrance, smiling. "I didn't really want to talk to you anyhow." "Fuck you," said Petrike. "I do, however need to interview you as a victim," said Juhler. "I'm not pressing charges...
She didn't have to worry about Cindy and Danny on Saturday. They had decided to go garage saleing, and were gone when Chad got there. She had stretched and was ready anyway. They ran twenty miles. It was wonderful, but they decided to take the next day off. Chad said he needed to work on lesson plans and Claire was thinking about going "home" to see how that felt. She did go to the house on Sunday. It was quiet. Too quiet in fact. She thought that was odd, since John had never made a lot...
It turned out that every page in all four files Claire had discovered had been scanned and were now available upon request, to be displayed on one of two fifty inch plasma screens set up at one end of the conference room. A man and woman sat amidst a sea of computer equipment to make this wizardry happen. A third screen was set up at the opposite end of the room. A man wearing glasses seemed to peer out of it into the room while he fiddled with papers on a table in front of him. Another woman...
When she got there he was ready and they set off immediately. "You pick the route today," he said. She ran them downtown and into the same alley they were attacked in. He looked over at her and said,"What's up?" "I just wanted to see if it looked the same," she said. It did, and within seconds they were past the place that had resulted in both of them seeing more of the inside of a police station than they had wanted. She turned left on Moberly Avenue and headed for the industrial...
The next morning Claire called Chad. "Can we take a couple of days off?" she asked. "I need a little break from having to control myself." "I understand completely," he said. "I wanted to stay last night. A lot. I left because I remember what you did to that punching bag." "I'd never do that to you," she said. "I know. But if anything had happened you'd be beating yourself up this morning, and I don't want that either." "This is a very good example of why I need some time...
Claire went shopping on Thursday night, while Chad was being a coach. Initially, she told the sales clerk who approached her that she was just looking, but she spent so long doing that that the woman finally came over to stand beside her. "Looks like this is a serious purchase," said the woman. "In a way," said Claire. "Is this for your husband?" asked the woman, glancing at Claire's wedding set. Claire was just frustrated enough that she just told the truth. "My divorce is slowly...
Claire lay spread eagle on the mussed covers of her bed. Her vibrator was in her right hand and she ran the tip of it across the dried semen on her belly. She hadn't showered, and didn't plan to until the next morning. Something made her want to leave him on her skin during the night. She'd been mildly astonished when, after he taught her how to grip and move her hand, his penis had erupted like a geyser. His pitiful groans made her feel pride and an almost overwhelming desire to take...
Monday morning started the week with a bang. She'd been at work for two hours when her intercom rang. When she answered it, Marcie said, "There's a woman on the phone for you. She said her name is Cuddles. You want me to take a message?" "No, I'll talk to her," said Claire. "Do you own a conservative suit dress?" Angela opened. "No. Not yet. Why?" "Well get one, because I got us an expedited hearing with the judge tomorrow at ten o'clock." "Tomorrow?" "Yes. You need to...
Because the evening was going to be casual, Claire dressed that way. Fall had finally caught up to the area, and there was a chill in the air, so she wore sweats that she had only recently purchased. Chad appeared in jeans and a T shirt, with a light jacket on. They picked a John Grisham book, The Confession, in honor of Claire's recent court appearance. They decided to go to Claire's to read it, because Chad only had one chair in his apartment, and Claire thought lying on the bed would be...
Again only Claire, Angela, and Fred Benson were in the courtroom. The bailiff had opened the door to the chambers and called her name. When the crowd surged, he said loudly that all others were to remain in the hallway until called. The bailiff had gone through his ritual, and Judge Newman had sat, fiddling with papers on his bench. "I've got a full docket, today, so I'll get right to this," he said. "I have reviewed the complaint. I requested and was provided information from the...
Chad was less nervous about getting married than he was about becoming a father. He was pretty sure he could figure out how to be a good husband. But he knew next to nothing about being a father. True, he knew teenagers pretty well, but that would be a decade and a half in the future. He had to get there first, and that worried him. This worry resulted from the home pregnancy test Claire used to convince her doctor that he needed to take a second look at her menstrual condition. He...
August 15th 1832. Mimi and I left London, leaving the children at Kensington Palace, and travelled directly to Paris. Mollie and Caroline had barely noticed our departure, as they, along with the rest of the females at the palace, were so enthralled by Lieutenant Darcy Algernon Grenville Fitzhugh that nothing took pride of place in their lives but him. When Mimi and I entered the nursery to bid them farewell all the girls could talk about was ‘Uncle Darcy’ taking them riding the following...
We arrive at the house; you park right at the front. You get out first and I’m taking a bit longer, so you come over to my side, helping me out and shutting the door behind me. Suddenly you pull me closer to you and kiss me passionately without saying anything. We carry on kissing more intensely unable to control ourselves. You push me hard against the side of the car and press harder on me as our kisses get more and more intense; I can feel your already hard cock pressed against my...
Hi Guys,This true story dates back about 4 1/2 months now, and takes place outdoors, well over a car bonnet to be exact.I had been chatting to this lovely guy called Dave, we had been chatting on a different site and arranged for him to come over from where he lived to where I live in Droitwich. Well I had been getting my self ready most of the evening showering, shaving my self totally smooth including my pussy, made a real effort to look hot with my makup and clothes. The usual things,...
Hi Guys,This true story dates back about 4 1/2 months now, and takes place outdoors, well over a car bonnet to be exact.I had been chatting to this lovely guy called Dave, we had been chatting on a different site and arranged for him to come over from where he lived to where i live in Droitwich. Well I had been getting my self ready most of the evening showering, shaving my self totally smooth including my pussy, made a real effort to look hot with my makup and clothes. The usual things,...
Before you read this, I prefer to build up a little bit about the main character and why they are where they are so it will take a little time for anything to happen. But if you stick with this. I promise you'll enjoy it! The inspiration came from a sports bar that has a Scottish theme and I will use that but not the name. This wont be a non stop sex fest, id like you to engage with the story and enjoy the sex as it happens. Brad is a fairly normal guy, likes normal things like...
I love writing and it means a lot to get your seal of approval. I also rely on honest and constructive criticism. I admit honestly my spelling and punctuation leaves something to be desired. I always endeavour to improve, as I'm still young. Please fee free to message me with any advice or Comments, im always happy to correspond. I know my writing wont be everyone's cup of tea, but I'd love to keep the series going, this post is a simple one. There will be twists and turns in future posts....
Let's talk about sex and drugs. Two drugs in particular: amphetamines and opiates. Not the dodgy kind you buy from a guy who "knows someone" - no, the natural kind, the drugs that are made inside our own bodies. When we first fall in love with someone - and we're in that passionate maelstrom - we can't eat, we're distracted, we blush, get butterflies in our stomach, our libido goes through the roof. This is all down to a particularly sexy sounding chemical called Phenethylamine - which, when...
FetishCe matin on ma apportée une tenue mini ,caraco ,tanga bas ,escarpin ,flushia ,a midi Assan vient me chercher il est nu une queue impressionnante plus de quarante centimètres de long mes deux mains n arrivent pas à en faire le tour il m invite à boire un coup c est a dire lui faire une pipe pour cela il me fait empaler sur un énorme pal mes pieds ne touchent pas le sol je prend tant bien que mal sa bite en bouche il décharge presque aussitôt un colosse met une coupelle pour récupérer le trop...
I'm no stranger to romance, but we aren't on a first name basis either. Which is why I'm excited about taking my new girlfriend to my family's Easter dinner. I don't think they've ever totally accepted my gayness since my sister still addresses my Christmas card to "Pervert" Gravel. Where are my manners? I'm Emma GraveI. I own a revival movie house in San Francisco. I try to play themed movies during the holidays. Christmas and Halloween are easy. As is Groundhog Day. But Easter is...
HumorLet’s talk about sex and drugs. Two drugs in particular: amphetamines and opiates. Not the dodgy kind you buy from a guy who ‘knows someone’ – no, the natural kind, the drugs that are made inside our own bodies. When we first fall in love with someone – and we’re in that passionate maelstrom – we can’t eat, we’re distracted, we blush, get butterflies in our stomach, our libido goes through the roof. This is all down to a particularly sexy sounding chemical called Phenethylamine – which,...
It took over three months for the sale to finish, and for us to refit the hotel; it was sold to us at a knocked-down price because it needed extensive renovation, but Maisie came up with enough friends and tradesmen to help us without denting our budget too badly, and although she never told me what she did, I could make a very educated guess that their wives and girlfriends paid our bill for us. We agreed that the secret of the zappers would stay a secret and so whatever Maisie did do, I'm...
Kat is my wife of almost 20 years we have two daughters and lead a good life. Kat is my one and only but well first see when Kat was sixteen her Aunt Bev taught her the ways to please a woman by force and though it was new and Bev was forcing her self on Kat she liked the pleasure not the pain. So over the years she has learned to get what she wants just by talking and in a way that makes you think it's your idea. Kat likes to get married women with k**s that have never had sex with a...
I don't know how long I ran, for I just wanted to get as far away as possible. Eventually a combination of fatigue, and probably blood loss, brought me to a stop. I found a small wooded area in a small park, and hid in the bushes, and I must have passed out. I woke up in the dark, with a horrible pain in what remained of my left hand. I looked at the bloody stump in horror. I knew it needed at the very least, bandaging, if not surgery, but I could not get help in the village. Dr Benson...