Peanut Butter Jelly
- 3 years ago
- 25
- 0
Armas was nervous and why shouldn't he be? Together with ninety-nine others, he stood in a circle. Ready to gamble their life away. Well, not really. Only the race he was born with. A gong sounded and everyone - including Armas - was taking one step forward. Each one in front of a small lectern looking extrusion of a giant ancient artifact. This very artifact was the reason for the few dozens of races calling this world their home. Once there had been only one race. Humans. Before the...
I looked at the state of the kitchen table and sighed. The aftermath of a children’s tea party is never a pretty sight, and this bunch of eight-year olds seem to have thrown as much jelly and ice-cream around as they’d eaten. But they’d had a good time, and now Alan’s parents had taken all ten of them to the cinema to see a film, which may or may not (I thought) calm them down a bit. Alan and I had stayed behind to clear up; bad as the mess looked, I think we’d got the better side of the...
Straight SexDear Diary,Today was quite eventful. It was my first time alone with Krista in a long time. Chris has gone on a camping trip with a couple of friends and won't be back until Friday. Krista woke me up with breakfast in bed. She brought me a tray with waffles covered in butter, syrup, and whip cream, and a big glass of orange juice to drink. The orange juice tasted so good, it was so cold and the pulp reminded me of Chris's cum LOL! She did a great job on the waffles, they were light and fluffy,...
The Chuffing and the Royal JellyBy Denuded Man-berriesStanding side by side, Queen Agress Maulalot and Sister No-Man survey the underground dungeon. The drones, nude but for leather gimp masks, loincloths, and Birkenstocks, have just finished tying Jimmy, the heavy-set hit man, naked to a large board by his wrists and ankles.“Wow, look at that gut and those fat balls!” Sister No-Man admires Jimmy’s parts, reaching out and hefting his belly up to see more of his genitals. “We’re going to kill...
"Thank you! I can add this to my collection!" "Your very welcome!" There was a second bulky gift in the bag. I pulled out to what seemed to be a DVD. I looked at the cover wich read, "Blonde Bombshells 3" On the back it read. "Ultimate fun with Chrissy, Tammy and Dildos! Watch them as they engage them selves in pleasureable fun!" Stan had to leave to work a late shift at the store. He would be back at morning. I couldnt wait to watch the movie. The door slammed shut as...
Bread and Butter Beagle9690 September 2019 He served Twenty-seven years in the Marines, retiring as a Colonel at forty-five. The Marines tempered John as hard and tough as forged iron. He was respectfully known by most as Iron McCord and not so fondly by other major malfunction individuals with less complimentary names because he despises liars, cowards, and braggarts having spent most of his career in combat zones. John is a minimalist and frugal with himself. He planned, saved, and...
UNTITLED JELLY BEAN JUSTICE! ByAnne Gray It wasn?t a swagger, or even a strut, it was an attitude, she knew she looked good and she did.? Even at just 5? 6?, plus a bit more with the heels on the boots, she had an arrogance about her that managed to give the impression she was looking down her nose at everyone.?? In a sense she probably was. I suppose that kind of confidence was needed when you made your living defrauding people, but the clothes certainly helped complete the...
A mysterious pebble, with magical, unknown powers Gwyneth was twenty-four, a redhead from Wales, a mysterious and beautiful woman who had the energy of a goddess about her. She found a strange object on the beach. It glistened like quartz, but it was soft and warm to the touch. For some reason she felt that this object had a living, and almost sensual nature. She placed it into her pocket and walked back through the dunes to her village. That night she slept to the sound of the sea. Wind chimes...
Fantasy & Sci-Fia real quick write - not a literary masterpiece, but fun - hope you enjoy it. I know I did - dedicated to J, who inspired it. Mist hung like a spectral curtain, clinging to everything inthe heart of downtown Vancouver, turning the night primeval. A brick wall, dingy and home to graffiti rose from rain soaked concrete and was seemingly lost in the clouds. Reflected streetlights and traffic signals shimmered in the puddles and gutters, trembling with the beat of distant thunder that spilled out...
Lesbian‘We’re going to Florida!’ I was thinking as Danny picked me up and spun me around, ‘September is a perfect time to go there as it won’t be too hot. It will be wonderfully and gloriously warm and sunny to enjoy the sand and the surf. Danny told the client on the phone, his ex-partner Duke Marion, and of course Danny wouldn’t accept a fee, that he was bringing me, his fiancé, to meet him. I adore thinking that, ‘fiancé, fiancé, fiancé and fiancé!’ ‘Can we make it a vacation sweetheart?’ I...
This sex story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. “Well, young lady, it’s about time you got home. You’re two hours beyond curfew. Where have you been?” “Uh, just out?” “Parking with your boyfriend again I expect. Well, how far did you let him go this time?” “Daddy, we were just talking – that’s all.” “Sure. That’s why your blouse is buttoned up...
Hey y’all,I’m loving living in California and am certainly glad I’m not up in Kirkland, WA right now. Although I do have a lot of friends up there and am thinking of them. I know it’s only a matter of time before I likely need to stop Ubering for a bit. One thing I’ve not shared is that my husband’s mom, who is in her 80s, is living with us now and I certainly need to be more precautious of spreading any germs around that I may pick up bouncing on stranger’s cocks.So with that I decided today...
For me, anal was like a Holy Grail quest, but my first ‘win’ was kind of weird and didn’t end well. The first time I succeeded in buggering, I was working as a DJ at a radio station during the summer of 1999. This girl used to call every DJ, every day, flirting, talking dirty, asking the guys about their cocks, the girls about the their pussies, and generally teasing us all. I should have guessed that she had some psychological issues, but at the time, it had been about six months since I...
For me, anal was like a Holy Grail quest, but my first "win" was kind of weird and didn't end well. The first time I succeeded in buggering, I was working as a DJ at a radio station during the summer of 1999. This girl used to call every DJ, every day, flirting, talking dirty, asking the guys about their cocks, the girls about the their pussies, and generally teasing us all. I should have guessed that she had some psychological issues, but at the time, it had been about six months since I...
AnalCrystal McKnight quietly crept out of his bedroom, tip-toed through the living room, and headed towards his kitchen. It was still dark inside the apartment, but there was enough of the bright morning light seeping through the heavy curtains for her to make her way through his man-cave. The twenty-year old girl was clad only in a large men's dress shirt that draped like a tent over her nude body. The shirt still smelled of him, and she luxuriated in the drench of his scent. Her bare legs...
Yes, this is based on the tv show. This is my first story, be gentle! Butters Stoch was a strange boy. He usually danced and skipped his way to the bus stop, where his friends would meet him and procede to ignore him. He was on the fringe of their four person group: Kyle, Jewish and ginger. Has the worst and most strict mom ever! Stan, black hair, has been going out with his gf Wendy for years. Kenny, blonde. Extremely poor. Never seen without his orange hoody, and it is this hoody that...
It was after ten when I left Aunt Joyce’s house on Friday evening. It is our ladies gab night when we do our nails. The main topic that evening being the wedding. Danny was upstairs in his new study when I let myself in and locked the doors behind me. I spend all my Friday and Saturday nights with him now. I went immediately to my office and put our wedding invitation in my desk. I eventually had to tell Danny because we would be driving down in 9 days. I hadn’t decided how to tell him what...
It was exactly 5:00 AM when she finished her daily aerobic and stretching exercises. Anita wiped her face with a towel and picked up a water bottle. Anita sipped from it as she walked into the bathroom to admire her black leotard clad figure in the mirror. At five-five and weighing 125 lbs, Anita is a small petite woman with an incredibly strong compact dancers’ figure. That wasn’t always the case. Overweight as a teenager Anita never had a boyfriend or even kissed a man except for her...
My sister Bethany Belle took after my mother in size and appearance, unfortunately. Mom is a very big woman. She is really short and really fat too. I on the other hand took after dad. He is tall and thin. Dad loves mom just the way she is but it takes a special man to love a fat chick. Bethany Belle sometimes calls herself a beach ball with a head. Because of her initials Bethany Belle has been called butter ball, bubble butt, and big bertha. The girls would tease her in the gym...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingJelly bean and her bail bondsman Chapter 2 By Beagle9690 November 2011 I thought my heart was going to break when Danny opened up to me like that, and especially when he had me get his wallet. Danny removed an old, faded photograph of him when he was a little boy of eight. Danny looked so sweet and innocent, and he looked so happy, hugging his dog, his border collie, Patsy. I didn’t know what to say to him even though we talk about almost everything…..god I love him so. I come from a large...
a real quick write – not a literary masterpiece, but fun – hope you enjoy it. I know I did – dedicated to J, who inspired it. ,) Mist hung like a spectral curtain, clinging to everything inthe heart of downtown Vancouver, turning the night primeval. A brick wall, dingy and home to graffiti rose from rain soaked concrete and was seemingly lost in the clouds. Reflected streetlights and traffic signals shimmered in the puddles and gutters, trembling with the beat of distant thunder that spilled...
I looked at the state of the kitchen table and sighed. The aftermath of a children’s tea party is never a pretty sight, and this bunch of eight-year olds seem to have thrown as much jelly and ice-cream around as they’d eaten. But they’d had a good time, and now Alan’s parents had taken all ten of them to the cinema to see a film, which may or may not calm them down a bit. Alan and I had stayed behind to clear up – bad as the mess looked, I think we’d got the better side of the deal.
I was sitting the other day, remembering us, in the early days. I had known you a year already, through some mutual friends. We both had partners and we were unhappy with our lots in life. You were a good friend , we laughed , listened to each other when we were sad or worried. I had only saw you as a friend till someone pointed out the way you watched me. From then on I was curious, I was young and wanted out of the rut I was stuck in. I was drinking, not heavily but more than I should and...
I was sitting the other day, remembering us, in the early days. I had known you a year already, through some mutual friends. We both had partners and we were unhappy with our lots in life. You were a good friend , we laughed , listened to each other when we were sad or worried. I had only saw you as a friend till someone pointed out the way you watched me. From then on I was curious, I was young and wanted out of the rut I was stuck in. I was drinking, not heavily but more than I should and...
Love StoriesMichelle isn’t in the habit of getting up early to make her lovers breakfast, as a matter of fact she expects them to take her out for breakfast. The few that were exceptionally good, who she wanted to spend more time with. Then she would prepare a breakfast for them. Bill definitely deserved a good solid breakfast after the wild night he gave her. He woke up to the sweet aroma of pancakes and sausages. Naked he got out of bed to go to the bathroom but to get to the bathroom he had...
"Dude, looks like you've got an admirer," Jessie said slapping my arm while looking past me to my right. Casually glancing in the direction of his stare, I saw a young girl standing next to a bus stop bench wearing baggy gym shorts and a tee shirt looking our way. She quickly turned away once we locked eyes. "Come on, man, she's what, like 10-years-old?" "Naw, I've seen her at my brother's school. He's got a class with her so she's got to be the same age as he is." "Looks like...
"Any news?" I asked Jessie as he slid into the passenger seat. I always picked the guys up for school and he's the last one. Chuck and Dale were in the back running their mouths about some shit and giving me a headache. "News about what?" "About what I asked you yesterday. Don't tell me you didn't ask your brother." "Oh, you mean 'bout Butter Face," he said with a snicker. It was Wednesday and I hadn't heard from her and as far as I knew, no one has seen her since our little...
Greetings and salutations, my friends.I'm Paul. I noticed there's a lot of Jilnar Jardaly worshipers around here so I thought you all might like to read how she inducted me into her sordid, sexual cult....I'm a registered nurse from Seattle, working the late-shift over here at Dubai Hospital. One night, as always, I was on the late train which turned out to be a train trip that changed me life completely and forever!It was after 2AM on a weeknight so the train was practically empty, apart from...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...
BDSM"I ordered butterscotch," she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London, and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. "I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you," replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice, not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied...
Straight SexONE "You see, Entworth, I saw you last night at the PainCafe, when you were hitting that girl's breasts....she was tied down, her hands were, and you kept, like thrashing her with that wire thing." Jinx O'Casey smiled at Entworth beseechingly. ? Entworth's swarthy face?stared at Jinx through his prescription sunglasses, his copy of "Soap Opera Digest" forgotten. "You-you aren't here about my share of the rent?" He tried to look matter of fact, but this was an extreme relief. ? Jinx shook her...
These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...
All had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
HardcoreMark reached across me to grab his watch off the nightstand. "Sorry, babe," he said. "I got a ten o'clock tee time." This was not going to be a day for cuddling, the only one of my subtle and not-so-subtle suggestions that he ever seemed to remember. He pulled his spent cock out of me and gave me a slap on the rear. "You're still a damn good piece of ass, Kath." I could feel the mattress, freed of his weight, regain its shape underneath me. "Don't let anyone tell you you ain't...
Edited by Isaac Newton A german composer named Bruckner Remarked to a lady while fuckener : "Less lento, my dear, With your cute little rear; I like a hot presto when muckener!" When Tony stares at me with those familiar hungry eyes I do not discourage it. I know which side my bread is buttered on. That was my mother's favourite statement when we had our frequent arguments. The driver opens the door to our car, and Tony and I walk arm in arm to the large crowd at the top if the hill...
Autumn.Eventually, I felt the need to feel the sun and the wind once more, and ventured to the surface, accompanied by my alien lover, Isshu. It was nighttime, and the air was brisk upon my naked flesh. I could not remember the last time I bothered to cover my nakedness – the memory was as distant as that of my life before this island. Paris and London had become places in barely remembered stories. I remembered my companions, of course, especially Em. I contented myself with the knowledge...
Fantasy & Sci-FiTorture is what it was. The hillbilly equivalent of hard labor, I thought, with a pitchfork in my hands. We'd only been settled into our new country house for a couple of weeks, when my dad suggested I take a job over at old Mr. Whitney's farm. I'd told him he was fucking crazy, but there I was, cleaning up horseshit on my third day of hell week."Ryan, c'mon boy, put your back into it," Hank told me. Hank was Mr. Whitney's grandson, who at twenty-one was two years older than me and seemed to be...
GID'S REUNION Gideon??Reinicke and his sister Kate had quite a reunion It was a yearly thing at this point, but they always both looked forward to it.! He'd picked her up at the airport, and taken her to lunch, and they'd discussed old times, and Kate's art gallery, and of course Gideon's practice as?the most prominent?allergist in Buttermilk Falls. ? Kate had asked Gid over lunch whether there were any romantic prospects in his life. "You know, I know you must be lonely, Gideon, are you...
THE TUTOR OF BUTTERMILK FALLSONE Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of?three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked? the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? ? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and Financial Recruiter commiting an act of obscenity right outside the damn office...even if he was with his...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
BDSMThe last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the country to celebrate the old lady’s birthday. Quite a contrast between a Gothic sex club in inner London to the cottage of a grand old dame in the English countryside. Tamsin had told me very little about her grandmother except that she was called Ariadne and that this was her seventy-fifth birthday. That Ariadne had...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me. I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one. The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Group SexFriday 6:30 pm Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into...
SupernaturalElizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her...
LesbianIt was after midnight and the weather was hot and sticky this close to the sea. I was moving through the dark alleys of a city in the north of Africa. A very Arab country, and I was an American soldier attached to the local consulate. I should not have been out like this, alone and unprotected. But I had a mission to complete. One that was personal. No one could know I was here, especially my superiors. I had seen her several weeks before in the local bazaar. She wasn't alone, of course, but I...
First TimeAll had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into Lou Lou’s quaint...
Cindy was gorgeous and so eager to get laid! And I was just the guy to do it.Today I met a gorgeous girl at the gym. Her name was Cindy and she was blonde, had blue bedroom eyes, and had lips that begged to be kissed. We were sitting together waiting for two treadmills to open.“Hi! I’m Bill. I come here three times a week and I’ve never seen you.”“I’m Cindy. I just moved here with my husband. He works long hours, so I’m going to try to get into shape and kill some time in the process.”She...
I sighed checking my watch for the tenth time is less than 15 minutes. Fucking little cunt was supposed to be out here by 10:30 and now it's almost a quarter 'til 11. Rolling down the window I flicked my cigarette butt into the parking lot, blowing the smoke out along with it. What if she changed her mind? It took me half an hour last night and at least that long this morning to convince her to go with me to meet my friends. She kept insisting that she couldn't go, but I made it clear that...
"I don't see how we're gunna make this work," Jimmy said handing the joint back to me. We were waiting for Heather to get out of school and had a few minutes to kill. "I mean she's got school 'til almost three, her dad's like some control freak that wants her home right away, she can't hustle for her own tricks just yet and there ain't many of my old clients willing to meet her at midnight." "Yea, I know it'll be tough to start, but that's why you're making the big bucks. I...
"Man, that's like totally unfair!" Dale blurted out over the murmurings of the others. I hadn't seen them in two days as Jimmy and I have been really busy getting Heather's career started. She's been pumping cock for almost two solid days, and Jimmy kept her going with her pipe every once in a while. She didn't seem to mind the steady stream of strangers using her body to get off in just as long as she got her reward. "What do you mean it's not fair?" I yelled back having to be...