Jasmine my new favorite flower
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arriving at the party, jasmine realised she was slighly early as there were only 4 people there. thinking she might get drunk early and say something about wanting to fuck rebecca, she told her that shed popped in early to drop the drinks off but had to nip back home to get rebeccas present. driving home she couldnt believe how sexy rebecca looked. the image of rebecca wearing the white dress that clung to her curves and showed her full suckable tits off madejasmine moist. pulling up outside...
She awoke. The noise of the city was loud in her ears as she got up, she licked her lips, she was feeling hungry, but she knew the sun was still up — she was looking forward to the night ahead. She rang the bell to let him know she was awake, but he would already know that, it was part of his life now, ever since she took him. "Jasmine you are awake." He said, Jasmine smiled at him, a calm seductive smile, one which he could never resist, he reached up and kissed her, she being nearly six...
A MONTH AGOJasmine did not mean to do it. It was her first time drink driving, but she was just been so happy after closing yet another deal. At 23, she was still a fresh lawyer, but she knew she would be hitting the big time soon, at the rate she was going. Then it happened. She never saw the smallish figure in front of her car, and by the time she had heard the thud it was far too late. All she could think of was,"Fuck", and she hurriedly drove off without a backward glance. She had thought...
Jasmine?s storyJasmine loved her life. She was 21, in law school, was beautiful, and had everything she thought she needed to succeed in life. She never hesitated to use her beauty to get what she wanted and it was just a tool to her especially when it came to men, young or old. To her, she was the queen of the world and rightfully so. One day, she was in the university library?s study room alone, having just chased away the nerd she had been using recently to complete her homework for her. ?Hi...
Jasmine and Doug lay there, sated for the moment. Jasmine thought about Doug and all their communication before this meeting. They’d gone over several fantasies of his, planning several. There was one she was thinking about; she wasn’t sure he would go for it but thought there was a pretty good possibility. She turned on her stomach and put one arm across Doug as she lifted her head, looking at him closely.“Doug, what do you have planned for the rest of the day?”He wasn’t sure where she was...
TransJasmine becomes a slave part 1 Chapter 1 The betRacheal was going to the B&D party at Shelia’s that Monday night and was picking out her outfit. She selected the black leather cat suit that hugged her body and while it covered her, it allowed everyone to know she had a hot body. Shelia was a fellow Domme and was the area’s leading supplier of fetish gear, from clothes to dungeon items and all of her parties were events not to be missed as she loved to demonstrate new items on her slaves. As...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn't deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
England isn't exactly known for its porn scene. "They're sexy" is nobody's first thought upon hearing the word "British." These motherfuckers have been inbreeding for so long that they all look like they're missing a chromosome. If you have a retard fetish, go for it; otherwise, people would rather jerk off to almost anyone else.From Freak to ChicHowever, occasionally a Brit is born that looks marginally human. Even rarer is a Brit that looks sexy. Whenever one pops up, they instantly become...
Twitter Porn AccountsHello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman. Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Cheating WifesHello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman. Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
She MalesThat’s all it for Jasmine to turn around and start talking to Stoner. He was the first boy to show her any positive attention due to her being on the thick side. She started talking and telling him her wildest dreams and desires. Jasmine told Stoner that she wanted to get out of the small town and move to somewhere that no one knew her name and that they would not treat like she was something that could kill them just because of her weight. Jasmine told Stoner that she love his eyes and...
This is a story that has been on the shelf for awhile. It is about a bunch of people that interact with each other. Not a particularly happy story. Jasimine might be a good study as a psychiatric subject. "Hi Hon, you're going out with Sherry tonight, right?" "Yes. Why, do you have to work late again?" "Yeah. Two more weeks and then I'm home every night. It has been a rough three months for both of us, I know. I'll make it up to you, I promise. "It's not been that bad as long as...
One year, that's how long my wife, Jasmine 21, and I have been married, but we dated for five years before that. I have always found my Latina wife attractive, being 5'3 weighting 120 lbs, with a beautiful curvy figure, firm round 34c breast, and a . She always had her long brunette fall down her neck reaching her breast. What can I say, she always looked amazing. I had a dark history though, before I was married, I had an addiction to porn. The ones I would really spend my time on would be the...
Cheating WifesI had a dark history though, before I was married, I had an addiction to porn. The ones I would really spend my time on would be the ones where the husband is forced to watch his wife get fucked by another man. After I got married though, those desires faded away. Until recently, I had these dreams, these dark dirty dreams. In these dreams, I would see my wife getting manhandle by a big black man, and for some reason when I would wake up, I would be extremely turned on. I told Jasmine...
‘I think you should give Jasmine a taste of this.’ The ‘this’ was my cock, which Julia was stroking lovingly, preparatory to taking in her mouth. She was on her knees, straddling my legs. We were in bed, and it was around 8 o’clock in the morning, week six of the lockdown.We had settled into a routine; Jasmine’s behaviour had improved hugely since her mother had thrashed her backside so severely when she’d come home unexpectedly. She still stepped out of line, roughly once a week, and Julia...
SpankingI was surprised. Rangers were supposed to be bullet proof; first sergeant had told me so in training camp. So there I was with a bullet lodged near my heart and a shard of shrapnel buried in my ass. What a wonderful way to get a ticket home—not. That I'd made a herculean effort to fall on the nurse and shield her from the incoming even while she was prepping me to get the bullet removed from my chest didn't make me feel any better, her body did feel good under me. Laying there on top of her...
Doug was planning a little trip with a few bits and pieces his wife knew nothing about. You see, she was heading to the East Coast for a combination of business meetings and visiting some of her family that lived there. While she was gone Doug was planning a trip to Chicago to see a football game. This wasn’t the first time they planned separate trips like this, although most were over the summer and he would go to various baseball parks. But this time he was planning something different. Oh,...
TransI showered and shaved what little hair I may have had then ran a bath with smoothing oils. I relaxed in the hot water for about an hour then I got out and sat at my vanity table drip drying. I applied bright red nail polish to toes and fingertips. I plucked my eyebrows and then I applied my make-up. Yellow and green eyeshadow, black eyeliner, mascara, rose blush, bright red lip gloss and a dusting of my favorite perfume. Going through my closet to find the perfect fuckme outfit is always fun...
I walked through the door of his bedroom, in my jeans shorts and a sleeveless top. It was unusual for me to walk like this at home. My husband wouldn’t allow me. But this wasn’t my husband’s house. This was where I truly belonged. “Good morning, Jasmine!”, Prady greeted me with a smile. He had just woken up. His face had not changed. Not a bit. I recalled the day I lost my virginity to him at a resort. We were lovers from college. He was a Hindu. I was Christian. Our parents didn’t approve. He...
Doug slept surprisingly well. He wasn’t sure he would, but once Jasmine snuggled up against him, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. During the night Jasmine had turned away and Doug rolled with her and woke pressed against her back. He felt his ‘morning wood’ pressed against her ass but didn’t want to move, even though his bladder was what woke him up. He also didn’t realize Jasmine was awake and simply liked the feel of his hard cock against her.When she realized Doug was awake,...
TransThe warm morning sun started to filter through the curtains of the bedroom window, the rays chased up the side of the bed and fell on Jasmine’s exposed silk slip and crept across her back. Jasmine lay there asleep with the sun warming her ever so gently, her dream had her placed in the arms of her naked lover whom held her spooned into a comfort of bliss. She began to nestle her athletic curved cheeks against her man’s slumbering member until she would feel it start to waken as well. With the...
Hi, my name is Joe. I'm about 6'1, 180 pounds, latino, and quite handsome.Well this is my story which is actually a true story. And I was a virgin until that day in that hotel. Me and my family went to six flags in San Antonio and after we check in to a hotel my parents got a room on the second floor and me sice I was a only child took a room alone in the fourth floor. It was really late when I check in but I felt dirty so I took a bath. After I took a bath I was still in my robe when I heard a...
First TimeParker leaned back in his chair as he watched his younger cousin Jasmine play a round of Halo 3 multiplayer. Well, he wasn't so much watching her play as he was just watching her. She had long, slightly curly, brown hair, brown eyes, and dark skin owing to her half hispanic ancestry. Her breasts were a small and perky 30B, something Parker had learned from a recent game of truth or dare. As he stared at her body he decided that her cute bubble butt, just barely contained in a pair of short...
IncestOctober 31st. All Hallow Evening. Normally I'd be staying away from the streets at this time, our kind prefer to be alone stalking our prey, too many people on the streets dressed up in costumes. My name is Jasmine of Hangzhou, I'm a walker of the night, and ingesting the blood of people to stay alive ... I am a vampire. I'm not sure why I couldn't stay in ... wanderlust I suppose? Or something else, I rose from my 'bed' and dressed in my clothes. John was reading as I entered the...
“Good morning daddy,” chirped Jasmine walking down the stairway in her nightie.Caffeine was not required to tune into the fact my daughter’s supple 15 year old frame was filling in nicely these days.“What’s for breakfast?”Wish it were your nipples soaked in maple syrup so I could swirl my tongue around them for a while, I thought. “Pancakes,” I answered.Plumping her petite five foot nothing frame on the sofa and resting her feet up on a table caused my boner to press up hard against my jeans,...
Title: Jasmine Chapter 1: A Drink I was corresponding with a girl had I met on one of those "alternate" internetsites that cater to the kinky crowd. Her name was Jasmine, and she turned outto be as pretty as her name. I hadn't been able to figure out her level ofexperience with D/s because she was shy and reluctant to talk about such thingsonline (kind of cute really). After a couple weeks of emails and a couple ofphone conversations, we agreed to meet to have a drink and possibly dinnerat a...
WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE. DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, ya know day dreaming. COPYRIGHT 2006: This story is copyrighted by the author, Stillbehindblueeyes. I?d love to hear from you Stillbehindblueeyes (at) yahoo (dot) comIf you post this else ware please let me know and give me access to it. ...
This is a true story when I was 12 and I stayed at my cousin’s house for the summer. Jody , my cousin, was 13. Neither of us were virgins after last summer (but that is another story). Our mommies are sisters and look very young. In fact they both are frequently mistaken for 11 to 13 years old girls. If they put on the right clothes nobody would ever think they were anything but young girls. Both sisters got pregnant when they were 12 and had there babies (me and Jody) when they was 13....
Introduction: You never knowed what will happen This is my first try at writing a story. Please comment and let me knowed what if am doin wrong and if you even like it a little. This is a true story when I was 12 and I stayed at my cousins house for the summer. Jody , my cousin, was 13. Neither of us were virgins after last summer (but that is another story). Our mommies are sisters and look very young. In fact they both are frequently mistaken for 11 to 13 years old girls. If they put on the...
Matt Allison was built like an oak tree. Six-four. Two hundred fifty pounds. He drove about five miles over the speed limit as he reached the halfway of this nearly five hour journey from Pullman to Tacoma. His top of the line metallic blue 2012 Chevy Avalanche LTZ still ran relatively well. It drank gas like crazy though. But, he had no desire to put nearly 600 miles on his considerably newer GMC Yukon Denali.The current head strength and conditioning coach for the Washington State Cougars...
From His perspective now..So this is picking up from just having had Cum down your throat, leaving you lying on the bed with your makeup all messed up, your ass gaping wide and exposed and your hands tied behind your back......I go and fix myself a drink... maybe a big glass of whiskey. i'm feeling satisfied and very macho, knowing that i've really given it to that slutty tgirl, in her sissy little latex dress and whore heels. I can't believe how cheap and easy she was, letting her garters and...
This is dedicated to my good sissy friend Courtney, we were playing around and I sent her this for our dream encounter XXXHello Courtney.... well where were we hehe.. oh yes, we were playing in our room together dressed all sexy and slutty passionately kissing when the gentlemen we had arranged to meet arrive, some very large built tall black men come in the room, the door flies open and OMG there are 4 of them! They see us on the bed kissing and playing with each other, my fingers all wet from...
I was sitting on my couch, watching the news, and suddenly I hear a knock at the door. "Danny? It's me, Madison... may I come in for a second?" you say to me from behind the door. "Hey babe! I'm quite glad to see you. Sure, come on in, beautiful... the door should be open," I say, anxiously anticipating your arrival. You walk through the door, looking quite beautiful in a skirt and blue sweater, and I tell you so as you sit beside me on the sofa, and I place my arm around your shoulders,...
Straight SexHi all am Sunil 26 from outskirts of Trichy. I am a regular reader of Iss for the past years at with all courage I come forward to present this (s)experience of mine. It happened when I was in my 1st year of college. I am a very jovial kind of guy who easily get into everyone’s attention. Many a times i get into appreciation and sometimes into trouble due to my easy going attitude. The incident which i am going to share now is one of my life best experiences of this life time, i had a friend...
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One night my car broke down, and as I stood by the road wondering what to do, a large late model BMW pulled up. It had black windows so I couldn't see who was driving. The passenger door opened and out got a tall, leggy, dyed redhead. She introduced herself as Jasmine but I was to call her Jas. I told her my name was Chrissy. I looked her up and down and she looked good, in her early 40's but she'd really kept in shape. Under the dyed hair she had quite a pretty face with just a touch of...
The Flower Dauphin To contact dauphin, send an e-mail to [email protected] Sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes. I do my best, but I am not perfect. I hope you like the story despite these. Some people are born smart. They know the answer to everything. Some people are born dumb, and they have troubles all their life. I don't know why I was born dumb. I really didn't think that I was dumb. I just thought about simple things and not big things. Like I wondered why does all...
Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do ?Well, I know a lot you guys don?t find Janeway hot and sexy but I happen to do. Well when I was a younger man and she was younger. But I still find her kind of sexy for a mature woman. So sue me for using my talent to have a little fun with what I consider a hot older babe. I enjoyed writing it. How you enjoy reading it.???????????????????????????????? ??? ??????????????? CAPTAIN JANEWAY CAPTAIN?S...
My monotone life.Shrill beeps are always the first sounds my ears hear, followed by an illogical frenzy to get ready to meet another shades-of-grey day. Toes painfully cramped in their black shoe cages pound the cold, grey concrete. A darker grey building towers over me reminding me of my smallness. Banker clones brush past me in their dark suits, cramming into every remaining crevice of the elevator. The morning passes with sounds of the air conditioning humming, struggling to cool the horde...
OutdoorFrom 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The summer of 1890 was to be the start of my new life. At fifteen years of age, I was to be presented to society and I had expected that I would then be considered an adult. That, at long last, I would have a say in my own life, my own destiny. That was not to be, though. I was still just a doll to be dressed and used as decoration in the home of my powerful parents. I was made up and dressed and used to impress the visitors who came...
It was the year 2001. 15-year-old Newt looked at himself in the mirror. He could see some of his mother Laverne’s African American features looking back, but also blue eyes and a lighter skin tone that must have come from his unknown father. He growled, angry. Why didn’t his mom ever tell him who his father was? Her insistence that she didn’t know didn’t make any sense! She said that Newt didn’t look like who she thought his father was, and she hadn’t been with any blue-eyed white boys. His...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
She lay atop the small rise watching him moving through the glen below. Her heart skipping a beat when she saw his head lift up into the morning sun then look upwards along the hill. Their eyes met, even at this distance she could make out that familiar twinkle. She could see the smile on his lips when he raised his hand and waved. She could feel her throat constrict. For she knew as soon as he cleared the ridge at the far end of the glen, he would be gone forever. The images of the past came...
Flower....There is a young Eastern European woman working as a waitress at a local Chinese restaurant. The last 5 or 6 times we have visited I have found myself feeling very attracted to her sensually and increasingly more sexually. The desire to be with her is increasing every time I meet her and I feel I need to let her know but cannot summon the courage. I want her know how I feel and see if she feels the same for me.Yesterday we had a family party and I had just taken my seat when I saw her...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Beauty comes from pain, Louisa. A proper young woman does not present herself unless she is properly coiffed, properly made-up, properly attired and wearing the proper accoutrements. That, Louisa, is what 'proper' means." Of course, I tried to argue. That is, after all, what an adolescent is supposed to do, but my mother would just purse her lips, shake her head in disgust and repeat that one sentence that she spoke most frequently...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper of New York and Newport' ~ "The day of Miranda's wedding was cloudy and overcast, so perhaps Aunt Ada had been correct. Perhaps God would not waste a beautiful day on a wedding that would lead to a loveless marriage. Instead of using the vast tents that had been erected on the lawns at Golden Bluffs, everything was moved into our grand ballroom, which was large, but could not accommodate everyone who'd been invited. So, tables were also...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The week prior to Miranda's wedding was a hectic and crowded one at Golden Bluffs. All of our relations came to Newport for the event and many of them stayed with us. Unfortunately, we also had many friends and business associates staying as well, which did lead to some difficult choices. Father was a self-made man who had family he wanted in attendance, but they were from a lower rung of society. So, since the rooms were assigned to...
Sheathed within you to the very root, even the slightest motion, the most minute shift of hips grinding, make me cry out your name. It's more than just a reflex for those specific syllables to form into a sound that helplessly escapes my throat in ragged needy breaths. It's beyond a prayer to some unseen faith.It's like a primal incantation, a chant that calls to something so deep and ancient in human beings that we will never discover a name for it. The things that reach us the deepest, that...
Love StoriesIt's been a while since I wrote about my asian flower, because she and I have not been together for a while, schedules, jobs, k**s, all the areas of life have been in full swing. Well let me tell you, I thought my Asian Flower didn't want any more loving from her black prince, but I was wrong. I was at her home while she worked, and she knows the things that turn me on! I love when she wears those very small shorts where you can see the ass cheeks hanging out, and she has the most gorgeous legs...
Your sweet lips spread so wide Showing their pinkness way up inside Your nectar flows freely from within covers my lips my tongue and my chin How sweet do you taste as I lick your smooth flesh Your arousal excites me to do my very best I lick each lip with the most tender of care set my sights at the clit hovering up there I push with my fingers on the hood that is there covering your clit from my amorous care I expose your button to the view of my eyes I lick and I suck and listen to your...
Erotic PoetryI always remember the first no matter how many times I get to watch. Every time I see her fucking I remember seeing that first cock push her lips apart, hearing her initial cries as it slipped inside her horny cunt. Seeing how wet she was, seeing her juices coating his entire shaft. Remembering how she had sucked him first, looking at me as she took his cock in her mouth, stroking the wet shaft while she sucked his balls. How she lay down for him, pulled him on top of her. Seeing her legs...
CuckoldI was sitting on my couch, watching the news, and suddenly I hear a knock at the door. ‘Danny? It’s me, Madison… may I come in for a second?’ you say to me from behind the door. ‘Hey babe! I’m quite glad to see you. Sure, come on in, beautiful… the door should be open,’ I say, anxiously anticipating your arrival. You walk through the door, looking quite beautiful in a skirt and blue sweater, and I tell you so as you sit beside me on the sofa, and I place my arm around your shoulders, pulling...
Jasmine liked her job for the most part. She worked with disabled adults and though it could be difficult, she enjoyed it. It did require long hours at times, and could be both physically and mentally draining, but at that point in her life there was nothing else that she wanted to be doing. One of the best parts of her job was her boss, Dan. Dan was a very nice guy and treated all of his employees with courtesy and respect. He realized the difficulties of the job and took that into...
I woke to darkness, a light gust of air rippling across my skin. I remembered going to sleep last night in my own bed, though where I am now? I don't know. I open my eyes, nothing but darkness. Som eone had blindfolded me, and I'm sharply aware that my nightgown is gone, leaving my naked body revealed to whoever was watching. I hear breathing, it's soft and gentle as a warm breath brushes across the back of my neck. Goosebumps ran up my spine as I try to move my hands and legs. They won't...
Hana put her cell phone down on the table and sat on her bed for a few minutes. For the past six-month her and Oji chatted online, on the phone and even in person, but to her Oji was only a friend. At the time she was dating someone else, but the guy broke up with her and now she sat there on the bed unsure about her feelings towards Oji. He had cheered her up when she was down, she always had a great time hanging out with him and she found that she was comfortable talking to him on the phone....
Author's note: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. References to the Iraq/Afghanistan Wars and Marine Corps Aviation in general as well as to Headquarters Marine Corps (HQMC) and the Assistant Commandant of the Marine Corps in particular were done for story background. There is no actual resemblance to real persons or factual happenings. These characters and events took flight solely in the "theater of my imagination." There they will remain. Suffice it to say, I have nothing but...