The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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I’m Doug the husband. I coach division one college baseball for a University located on the west coast of Florida, I’m not saying which one but you’ll probably know after reading my story. I’m married to my beautiful wife Sandy. Both she and I turned thirty last summer. I never thought I could fall in love at first sight but with Sandy that was the case. She had a body that most women would die for. At five foot four her tiny waist and hip’s only accentuated her luscious 34c breasts. Her long...
CuckoldBook Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Four: The Knight's Resolve By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Aurora Xandra – Unmik, Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch The alarm resounded through the cell, my delicate ears flinching from the piercing reverberations while the smile grew and grew on Princess Adelaide's face. The strawberry-blonde woman shuddered on Chaun, eyes casting to the ceiling of his cell. My stomach twisted with fear and anger. She triggered an alarm. She had just...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorThere are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. * Sex, Susan’s Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men turns sour when she meets Steven. Having already scoped out the room and having spotted him from afar while sipping her drink without making eye contact with anyone yet, she had already chosen her next victim. Easy to spot, he was the one in the suit, the sport coat, the sweater, the...
SATURDAY NIGHT SISSY by Throne I spend all week, every week, dreading Saturday. My wife Alana met Dutch several months ago. I knew my bride had a past as a party girl, and that she still flirted with men. Male eyes always went to her, a tall girl with a stunning figure -- big bust, tapering waist, flaring hips, full thighs and, most of all, a plus-size bottom that sticks way out and moves like it's on springs. Dutch was the kind of guy she used to date -- big, rough, uncouth. The...
Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae The two other elf hunters appeared silently out of the woods. Like Xera, they were gorgeous, tall and lithe, their bodies painted in greens and browns to let them blend into the woods. Their keen eyes flickered at Angela and me, their ears twitching in obvious curiosity at the sight of two humans in their woods. I was still naked. It was wonderful to not have to wear the robe. As an acolyte of the Temple of Pure, I had...
It was here. Saturday night, and all Sandra could do was think about going dancing. She'd go dancing almost every single Friday and Saturday night with here two best friends Lisa and Stacey. Saturday nights at the club were the best. That's when the best looking guys showed up with lots of money. Sandra admitted she was a bit money hungry. She was only 19 going to college and living with her uptight parents. She'd mostly only go out with older guys who drove fast cars and had a fat wallet....
It was here. Saturday night, and all Sandra could do was think about going dancing. She'd go dancing almost every single Friday and Saturday night with here two best friends Lisa and Stacey. Saturday nights at the club were the best. That's when the best looking guys showed up with a lot of money. Sandra admitted she was a bit money hungry. She was only 19 going to college and living with her uptight parents. She'd mostly only go out with older guys who drove fast cars and had a fat wallet. You...
EroticIn the late 1980’s my friend and I and sometimes some of his old friends used to go to a European night club where you could dance and get beautiful high quality food and beer and wine.They had a fabulous bar.My friend loved dancing especially retro disco and sometimes they played that.He loved lots of women around him and lived to get lucky. His car was always impressive and he loved to show his Lincoln Continental off especially if he had a lady driving with him.I caught a ride with him that...
In the late 1980's my friend and I and sometimes some of his old friends used to go to a European night club where you could dance and get beautiful high quality food and beer and wine.They had a fabulous bar.My friend loved dancing especially retro disco and sometimes they played that.He loved lots of women around him and lived to get lucky. His car was always impressive and he loved to show his Lincoln Continental off especially if he had a lady driving with him.I caught a ride with him...
In the late 1980's my friend and I and sometimes some of his old friends used to go to a European night club where you could dance and get beautiful high quality food and beer and wine.They had a fabulous bar.My friend loved dancing especially retro disco and sometimes they played that.He loved lots of women around him and lived to get lucky. His car was always impressive and he loved to show his Lincoln Continental off especially if he had a lady driving with him.I caught a ride with him...
Finally, before getting into the story, a brief description of myself: I’m barely 5’8”; roughly 125 pounds; not overly skinny, but probably thinner than average; 36C-28-34; areola just short of two inches wide with nipples that stick out almost 3/4 of an inch when hard; pussy hair neatly trimmed to a thin light brown strip about two inches long above my slit, everything else shaved clean on a regular basis; light brown hair that goes a couple inches below my shoulders when I let it down,...
“No, you go without me, Kim! Have a great time.” “Yeah I know, but I can’t go tonight; not in this state.” “I’ll be fine by tomorrow, really; Monday latest. I’m really sorry.” “Nah, don’t worry. I’ll be ok. See you soon. Bye!” I touched the screen of my phone to end the call and slumped sulkily down on the sofa. It was ten o’clock on Saturday night and I was home alone; not something I was used to and definitely not something I liked. As a twenty-year-old single girl and a student at the local...
First TimeIts early morning, the sun is just starting to come up. I slip out of your bed still nude from our love making the night before. I turn and look at you still sleeping, so amazing. I kneel down and find the "toys" from last night, I pick them up and carry them with me into the bathroom. I love the door open. I learned my first few days with you never to close a door between us, unless the c***dren are going to see me. I sit down on the toilet, and pee. I finish and wipe myself. I look over and...
We stood on 3rd Avenue, the snow sheeting down, and I wondered how anybody could think about getting naked in this weather. Sandi and I stood on the movie line, like other couples swathed in layer after layer of clothing that almost kept the biting wind from raising goosebumps on us. Gloves, scarves, boots, hats, zipped-up coats and parkas, sweaters, and thick plaid shirts erased any evidence of sexual differentiation. We stamped our feet, stuck our hands deeper into our pockets and prayed the...
I was painting. It was sometime after midnight on Saturday morning and I was dressed in my favorite long flannel pyjamas with panties and a vest underneath. It’s amazing how much security you can feel from just having proper underwear on. Oh, and since I was painting, of course I had thrown on a painting shirt over the top. It had been bugging me for days that I hadn’t had time to finish the second painting on my closet doors. Well I’d been lying in my bed, not sleeping, and I figured – why...
Nightclub Nightmare (NC, Rape, MF/f, SM, D/S, Gangbang, Torture,Humiliation) Sharon Tu could feel her heart racing with excitement,as she and her other friends waited patiently in line to enter Da-Boom .The little Asian girl was literally shaking from the cold frosty air, the blaringsongs emanating from the club, and her own eagerness to quickly get inside.Although there were many rowdy teens hollering and laughing nearby, Sharoncould still feel the pounds and thuds of hip-hop music...
I live with my boyfriend and my girlfriend. Don and I got first got together in college and it was a few years later that we found Jen. She does not like women, but she does like men who like men and women. Friday night is almost always for Monkey Love, so Saturday morning is kind of slow starting. I was cuddled up to Dons back with one leg thrown over his hip. I was in that half waking state to when I felt a pair of hands spreading my ass cheeks. Then there was the delicious feeling of a...
I live with my boyfriend and my girlfriend. Don and I got first got together in college and it was a few years later that we found Jen. She does not like women, but she does like men who like men and women. Friday night is almost always for Monkey Love, so Saturday morning is kind of slow starting. I was cuddled up to Dons back with one leg thrown over his hip. I was in that half waking state to when I felt a pair of hands spreading my ass cheeks. Then there was the delicious feeling of a...
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Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...
A kiss alights on my cheek. It’s feathery light. It’s not the first one that’s landed there in the last little while, but it is the first that I haven’t mistaken as being part of my dream. Opening my eyes slowly, I smile up at the handsome young man that’s leaning over me. God, but those ice blue eyes are deep enough to get lost in. He smiles back at me as he leans in to kiss me again. ‘Mmm… Trev… you even taste good… even in the morning!’ I joke. ‘And you, Jos, are simply good enough to...
It ended up being two weeks before Jess and I hooked up again. A family emergency came up that I had to deal with for a weekend, which totally killed our traditional Saturday night. I broke the news to Jess as soon as I had found out about it, which was late Thursday. Obviously, both of us were disappointed, but there was really nothing to do about it. On the plus side, the following week was a three-day weekend, so we’d have plenty of time to make up for it! None-the-less, I had a lot of...
CARLY'S STORY Chpt. 5 SATURDAY IS A WORK NIGHT TOO Saturday I awoke to the instant awareness that something much too big was lodged in my rectum. I had stomach cramps and pain and realized that I was trying my hardest to relieve myself, right in my bed, but that my asshole was firmly blocked. I began writhing and moaning loudly, and after a few minutes Raven appeared. "Got to go poop Carly?" she inquired, and I nodded vigorously with tears in my eyes. "Well, sorry lil cunny face,...
It was a Thursday night and I was at the old Boothill Speedway just west of Shreveport, Louisiana. Thursday night is when the owner starts preparing the track. He also lets racers get in a few laps of practice if they needed them. Well, I needed them badly. I had been wrecked the Saturday night before and had to rebuild the whole ass end of my car during the week. I thought I had it right but there is only one-way to tell for sure. I race dirt late models on one of the strangest and sometimes...
SATURDAY NIGHT by Throne Usually the weekend is the hardest for me. Just the fact that I'm home more creates added opportunities for my wife Gina to entertain herself at my expense. She loves making me wear girly items. Sometimes her stallion of a lover, Tony, gets into the action. Worst of all, they've begun including others in my torment. Last Saturday evening was the most upsetting experience so far. I got home after doing overtime every day from Monday to Friday. ...
I'm not gay. At least I don't think I am. But sometimes you just have to accept that some guys are bigger, faster and stronger than you. Did I mention bigger? My name is Eric and this tale starts out when I was a senior in high school. I'm white, 5'8" tall, average build, who's just below average where it counts at four and a half inches.I went to a Catholic high school; St. Peter Secondary School. To graduate, I was required to complete one phys-ed credit. I pushed it off as long as I could,...
CuckoldSaturday, September 28th, 2013 – Paris, Texas My pecker was like a slab of cement, poking into the soft ass of my bedmate, when I was wakened by the rising sun. It was Saturday, and I was feeling lazy. But the sun was too damned bright and my pecker was too damned insistent. And the girl's ass felt too damn amazing. Her name was Mindy Taylor. The first girl I fucked after making my Pact and becoming the Ghost. This was the third night I spent in her bedroom this week. On Monday, I saw her...
PART 1I was sitting on the edge of the bed watching Lisa dressing for our date night. We planned on going out to eat at a nice restaurant then going to the club for some dancing and drinks. I watched as Lisa went into our walk in closet and came out with a black leather mini skirt. Ooooh, I was beginning to enjoy this. She wrapped it around her waist and fastened it at the top. Nothing else kept it. She had not put on any underwear, which whenever we went out dancing she never wore any panties...
For those who've been kind enough to ask, anther story of Simon's bar. This story may be posted to any free site. Saturday Night at Magees by Ellie Dauber copyright 1999 It was a busy night at Magees. Saturday is always a busy night for a bar. People want to be with other people. They can relax because they don't have to go to work the next day. For some, it's the chance to be with friends. Others are doing the preliminaries of meeing and mating. A few just like to...
Black Man, White Girlfriend and Their Bitch Chapter 2 - Saturday Night By sissybabs In the first chapter Mark's black supervisor and his white girlfriend figure out that Mark is submissive and probably has fantasies about being a sissy cuckold. They catch him breaking the company's Internet policies while viewing a Cuckold website. They offer him a deal that if he services his supervisor orally then he won't fire him. Once Mark does this their suspicions about him are confirmed and...
During the course of the next week, Jess got a raise and suggested that rather than just coming over to my place, we go out and celebrate her raise with a Saturday night out (though not the whole night, because what would be the fun in that?). I proposed we go to a combination bar/restaurant/dance club about a half hour from my apartment that we hadn’t been to in at least a couple years (might have even been over three years, we couldn’t really remember). It’s actually a pretty decent...
July was coming to a close in the summer of 1956, and I had been hard at work from sunrise to sundown. I was now an experienced caddy over at Shennecossett Golf Club and on the A list of escorts for the Saturday dances at the Griswold Hotel. A list escorts had an open invitation to work at every Saturday dance. It paid $10.00 for the evening, and involved dancing and talking with the female guests at the Hotel. The escorts referred to the Saturday dances as the Wallflowers Ball. Popular wisdom...
As any typical Saturday morning Dan is stirred by one of three things, the birds outside the open window, the arguing of his kids over the television or a hard on. This morning was the latter. He spooned behind his wife, Karen. He wrapped his arms over her and nuzzled into her neck. Her mussed curly brown hair hung just below her shoulders. He buried his nose and lips in it just behind her ears on her neck. She was half awake but loved any sort of attention from her husband she could get as...
Love StoriesSaturday morning, Pam, Alice, and Dave awoke to the aroma of fresh coffee. Alice slipped a t-shirt over her naked body and went down the hall towards the kitchen rubbing her eyes awake. She ignored the small fact that she smelled like sex. “Good morning, Dori,” Alice said as she helped herself to a cup of the brew that her best friend had prepared. Dori was sitting and reading Dave and Alice’s newspaper that she’d apparently brought in from the front yard. “Happy Saturday. I wanted to be...
This happened in the mid-1960's. It was a typical boring Saturday night. My friend Dean and his new wife Mary would come over around 6 pm and we would play cards until around 9 pm. Then they would leave. It had become a very boring routine. Little did I know that things would change forever that Saturday night. Dean and I have been friends since elementary school. He is around 6 feet and slender. Mary is about 5' 4' and her figure is what you would call voluptuous. She has large tits and...
Every Saturday night I bend hubby over,lube up his ass/pussy,insert a butt plug,and start out with his punishment.The slapper is used 1st,It makes such a nice sound,slowly marking his white ass.I push on his plug,pulling it out,and back in until he is moaning.Next I use a crop to highlight the red in his rosy cheeks,Swat swat swat,Ohhh the sound of the crop swishing through the air hitting his crimson ass,I am In heaven.Finally,a ol fashioned thick wood paddle is used until the cheeks start to...
Late Friday Night I was in bed Keith came to my room and its on Saturday night mom is going out with neighbors and will not be home late Saturday night. and told me give me a beer before and after 3 more after all go good I ask do any they know I be dress as a girl NO Saturday after noon I told Mike make sure you take a bath and clean your ass very good. mom leaves and Keith help me dress he put my mom lip stick on me and purfume on. he told me to go to his room and wait for them Marty and mike...
As Friday came, Chloe had caught him in-between classes. “Hey, we’re still good for this weekend right?” Chloe asked “Yeah, my parents will be going to a friend’s party Saturday night, so I should have the house to myself.” “Cool, I’ll be hanging around the area, just shoot me a message when everything is ready” "Sounds good, will do” Chloe gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she turned around and the two teens went their separate ways. Jake watched as she walked down the hall, and he...
Freddy was real there was never no movie, He was restless he hated that he had thought that revenge would feel better once he did so, but it did little to ease his wicked mind, however the dream demons had told him that the Elm Street sign was going to be planted in Hollywood, and that he could invaded the dreams of any eighteen year old and older celebrity in Hollywood, however Freddy was not allowed to kill any female celebrity, and also that his premiere purpose was to sexual own Any female...
Introduction: The ghost takes a wife in the kitchen beneath her unsuspecting husbands nose. The Devils Pact, The Ghost of Paris by mypenname3000 edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Eleven: Lazy Saturday Saturday, September 28th, 2013 Paris, Texas My pecker was like a slab of cement, poking into the soft ass of my bedmate, when I was wakened by the rising sun. It was Saturday, and I was feeling lazy. But the sun was too damned bright and my pecker was too damned insistent. And the girls...
Jake I woke up Saturday morning, missing something. I had that marvelous scent in my nostrils that I had really gotten used to: the sweetness of Susan’s body. The scent was there, but where was Susan? Then I heard sounds coming from the other bedroom attached to our suite, the room where Will Stockdale and Emily Adams were. I was still not fully awake, and as I became more fully alert I realized I was hearing moans, groans and muffled cries. Bestirring myself from the bed — what the hell...
I woke up last Saturday morning to find my beautiful girl Chrissy lying naked asleep next to me, I kissed her sweet lips tenderly and cuddled up to her whilst thinking how lucky I am to have her... Little did I know, later that day she was going to show exactly how much she owns me!After half an hour of watching my sleeping beauty, she began to wake, smiling at me as she opened her heavy eyes and kissing me 'good morning'.We spent the next hour or so doing as we normally do every Saturday...
It was early morning. My grandparents made breakfast and to tell you the truth it was really good, better than what we have back home. I kept eating and thinking about Friday Night. Was it wrong for me to do that, I was just insane to go that far, I could of cleaned myself up, but instead Dean asked me to clean it up for me, why did I let him do this. I spaced out completely. Then my brother arrives from his morning shower and sits at the table. Grandma "Ok, dear, here you go, fresh bacon...
IncestRefreshed, I drove the old S-10 pickup from the Batcave to the Fort for more fun and games with my guest. Along the way I picked up breakfast for four - I wanted to give Gracie plenty of choices. I benefitted from keeping her strength up. When I got to Fort Zero I secured the inner parts of the house, took a quick shower, then made a call to Jax. Our friends had picked up Cosmo’s body and were sending it to TJ for burial with honors. The ears of his dead enemies had gone with him - those...
I woke up Saturday morning feeling the best that I had felt in a long time. As I woke up I realized that the first thing I thought about was Leslie. I knew I was in trouble when I started to think about her all the time. I was definitely going to call her that day and ask her to go out with me on Sunday. Leslie wasn't the only reason that I felt good though. I realized that it was the first time since the attack in the school parking lot that I felt physically pretty good. My ribs didn't...
Quick warning: As with the last story this has an “icky” part. Not my cup of tea, and it is just coincidence that it happened in two straight weeks. I include it because it is what actually happened, but it’s really not important to the story and I do give a warning before it comes up, so feel free to skip it if you like. Following our long weekend together, Jess and I got back to our traditional one-night hook-ups. We didn’t really make any plans during the week, just for Jess to...
A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...
On Saturday, both sexy women had a late awakening.Laura finally got up before noon and she left for the mall to do some shopping. I stayed at bed, embracing my sweet wife.Ana had got really exhausted after our night fuck session; so she got up in the early afternoon.Anita sipped a late coffee in silence. She hardly looked at me when I sat down opposite her with my own cup of coffee.Smiling, I asked her if they had a good time on Wives night out…One minute later, Ana looked at my eyes and told...
Why hadn't I disputed his assertion that there would be a 'next time'? Why had I stood quietly while he asked me to pick up some rubbers because it was difficult for him, being under age, to procure them? Had he forgotten that his being under age could get me into one hell of a lot of trouble if the authorities found out what I'd let him do to me? He'd asked me to get him hard, and then he'd ordered me to get on my knees so he could fuck me from behind. He'd been in total control,...
It was late summer, the weather was still hot and sunny, and Melanie and I were making a long weekend of it. Jake and Sue, the other two parts of our four-member pseudo-family, were away spending a week with relatives in Halifax, so Melanie and I decided to have a date night on the Saturday. There is a local restaurant/bar that serves good food and has live bands on a Saturday night, so that was selected as our destination.When we go out on a date during the summer, Melanie always wears some...
Group SexI woke before the alarm clock sounded and turned it off without disturbing Joan. I love lying in bed beside her on a Saturday morning, savoring sensations of warmth and comfort that never seem so intense at any other time of day. I could spend whole mornings with her in my arms, hitting the snooze bar over and over, staying on the threshold of sleep, reveling in her heat and fragrance, savoring the best part of my life in nine-minute gulps. She, however, insists on staying unconscious till...
Joan and I stirred from our slumbers at a sensible hour and Joan kindly went to get us each a mug of coffee. I popped to the loo for my morning ablutions. By the time I returned, Joan had brought up the coffee. We lay and cuddled each other and chatted about what needed to be done today in readiness for the barbeque tomorrow. Joan had done most of the shopping yesterday and Peg had helped with this as they’d gone to the butchers and supermarket after Peg had finished work. Keep it simple,...
It wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for something else.He loved his new TV. They'd had it for months now and he still thought it was just awesome.The sixty-inch flat-panel almost didn't fit properly in their cozy little house. He was virtually infatuated with it. So infatuated, in fact, that he had...
HardcoreIt wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for something else.He loved his new TV. They'd had it for months now and he still thought it was just awesome.The sixty-inch flat-panel almost didn't fit properly in their cozy little house. He was virtually infatuated with it. So infatuated, in fact, that he had...
HardcoreOh, what a dream! I knew I was dreaming because I could feel the cool, crisp sheets and the fluffy pillow under my head. Someone was softly caressing my body. I could feel the small hand working its way across my chest, down to my belly and played around the top edge of my boxers. The soft hand carefully moved on top of the material until it found my cock. I twisted around in the bed until I was more comfortable and thought to myself,’ Please , God, don’t let me wake up until this dream is...
As any typical Saturday morning Dan is stirred by one of three things, the birds outside the open window, the arguing of his kids over the television or a hard on. This morning was the latter. He spooned behind his wife, Karen. He wrapped his arms over her and nuzzled into her neck. Her mussed curly brown hair hung just below her shoulders. He buried his nose and lips in it just behind her ears on her neck. She was half awake but loved any sort of attention from her husband she could get as...
Oh, what a dream! I knew I was dreaming because I could feel the cool, crisp sheets and the fluffy pillow under my head. Someone was softly caressing my body. I could feel the small hand working its way across my chest, down to my belly and played around the top edge of my boxers. The soft hand carefully moved on top of the material until it found my cock. I twisted around in the bed until I was more comfortable and thought to myself," Please , God, don't let me wake up until this dream is...