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My daughter has three very close friends who we used to see a lot of when she was growing up and sometimes when she lived with us but now sadly not. I say sadly because they are all very attractive. One of them particularly so. I have watched them grow up from young girls into fine looking women, all now in their early 30’s.

Quite some time ago one of them sent me a friend request on Facebook and I accepted. Her name is Emma; well its not really her name but I have always thought of her as Emma for some reason. We have never really communicated much; only maybe joining in on strings on my daughter’s account, and of course the exchange of birthday greetings on the relevant dates.

She opened her own florist business a couple of years ago and it seems to be going well. She says it’s a change from the high profile job that she had and she is so glad that she did it. I have never been to her shop but I have now had flowers from her on several occasions.

The first occasion I was logged into Facebook and found that there was a message from her. She said that she was going away for a couple of days and she had a supply of flowers in her cool room. She was wondering if I wanted to buy some flowers for my wife Judy; offering to get me a bouquet for a £10. I agreed that it would be a good idea and she said that she would deliver it the next day.

I was actually in the bath when she arrived so I didn’t get to see her but Judy was delighted and I got a lot of brownie points amongst other things. I had in fact completely forgotten that she was coming so it was a surprise when Judy came into the bathroom knelt beside the bath and said “thank you”. She kissed me and reached down to my cock and stroked it under the water. “Thank you for what” I asked “my beautiful flowers” she said and then I remembered.

“Do you want me to wash it for you?” she asked knowing full well what the answer would be. I nodded I raised my body slightly so my cock was out of the water; and she reached for the soap.

She started to rub the soap around my pubic hair creating a rich lather, which she transferred to my hardening cock. She pulled back the foreskin so far it almost hurt and rubbed her fingers around the glans. She started to stroke it, slowly at first but then with more gusto while massaging my balls with the lather.

She pressed down on my stomach and I slid back into the water and she rinsed the lather from my cock. “There you are,” she said “nice and clean”. She flicked her head to one side, clutching her hair together in one hand lowering her head so that she could lick the head of my cock. “Don’t want to get my hair wet,” she said holding her hair above the water. Her tongue danced around the head for several minutes teasing me before she put her full lips around it and pressed down sliding me into her warm mouth. I raised my body again to meet her and she took almost all of me into her mouth. I closed my eyes and wallowed in the pleasure of having my cock receiving so much mouth attention.

I ran my hand down her back, lifting her thin top until it was around her shoulders. I unclipped her bra and her breasts dropped down; still housed in their warm nests but now easily accessible. I slid a breast free and cupped it, squeezing hard and running my fingers over her hardening nipple. I reached over with my other hand and played with both breasts before transferring one hand to her ass. I started to tug at her short skirt and her panties trying to slide them over her ass but as I tried on one side the other side resisted.

She stood up; looked at me and undid the top of her skirt allowing it to fall to the floor; she slid her panties down her thighs; the crotch clinging to her pussy until the last moment before springing down. She stepped out of her panties and I pulled her towards me sliding my hand up between her thighs until I reached the warmth of her pussy. I slid a finger between her lips and found that she was already moist; her wetness spread over her clit as I slid my fingers over it. She opened her stance to allow me greater access and reached down gripping her top raising it over her head collecting her bra as she did. She stood naked before me.

She looked fantastic as she always does and I realised how lucky I was to have such a fine fuck partner.

I twisted my hand and pushed two fingers into her pussy; I could feel it getting wetter as I plunged my fingers in and out. I used my thumb to massage her clitoris and she closed her eyes clutching and squeezing her breasts; pressing them hard against her and pinching her nipples. She started to rock back and forth as I played with her private parts pushing a third finger inside her and then a fourth. This meant my thumb’s stimulation of her clitoris was a natural action with the rest of my hand inside her.

I felt her juice run into my hand as I pushed deeper into her and I could sense that she would soon be reaching a climax. He body started swaying rhythmically in time with my fingers and her breathing became heavier; more erratic. She began to moan through her heavy breaths and I knew she would soon be there.

I increased the pressure of my thumb on her clitoris rubbing it from side to side still plunging my fingers deeper. She started shaking and let out a loud grunt as she started to climax; she reached down and grabbed my hand holding it still while she was swept along with her orgasm. I could feel her pussy pulsating and as I tried to continue my fingering she pleaded with me “no more, no more” through her laboured breathing. I moved my thumb from her clitoris and slowly withdrew my hand.

She turned round and slumped down onto the side of the bath; she leaned over towards me; kissed me and said, “I love you”. I gave her my usual response of “Love you too!”

She looked down at my cock; “he’s looking a bit sorry for himself,” she said reaching down stroking him again. My cock was not as hard as it had been but wasn’t completely flaccid; her stroking soon had me standing to attention. “You wanna fuck me?” she asked knowing what the answer would be. She leaned back placing her hands on the far side of the bath and slid her ass down onto my lap. She hovered above my cock and ordered me to push it inside her dripping pussy. It felt so good as she lowered herself onto me until my cock had been completely consumed by her gorgeous cunt. I was in the bath yet my cock got much wetter inside Judy than I was in the bath; or so it seemed. She started to give herself a work out with reverse press-ups sliding my cock in and out of her; seemingly getting that little bit deeper with each thrust. I fondled her breasts with one hand and stroked her ass with the other offering some support as she began to tire.

I pushed her up and off both the bath and me and I got out after her. We embraced and kissed then I turned her round and she instinctively bent over the bath using the side for support. I pushed my cock between her pussy lips and deep into her. I wasted no time and thrust harder and faster into her; I knew I would not last long and I was right. Clutching her hips and drawing her towards me as I thrust against her I soon found myself pumping my hot cum into her. It seemed to flow for ages but I continued to thrust until my cock was drained.

For a moment we stood motionless; Judy bending over the bath and me behind her with Judy impaled on my cock which now started to soften. I pulled out put my arms around her and held her tight. “I think we both need a bath now,” she said as she pulled the plug out. “We’ll have a fresh one though”. While she drew the fresh bath I went into the bedroom and lay on the bed. I thought to myself why have I not bought flowers before? I decided that I would buy them more often.

Ah yes, the flowers; remember them? The flowers were really nice and lasted a very long time so they were well worth the money. Of course I still hadn’t paid for them so a few weeks later when Emma sent me another message I again took up her offer of flowers. I intended to make sure that this time I would be available so that I could give her the money for both bouquets.

She arrived on time on the Friday; Judy was obviously really pleased with them but there was no way I would get a repeat of the first time as she was going out to work.

Emma looked gorgeous. I hadn’t seen her for some time and I had forgotten just how good she looked. She was wearing a navy blue top, which clung to her every curve, and a pleated skirt, which stopped just short of the knee. She was wearing court shoes and they made her legs look very nice indeed. I never noticed before how ample her breasts were and she clearly knew the type of bra to wear to show them off best. They looked so perfectly round; I wanted to fondle them but clearly that was out of the question with Judy stood next to me and of course she is one of daughter’s friends.

We stood at the door chatting for a while, Judy and Emma doing most of the talking and I just nodded here and there adding little comments occasionally. I spent most of my time admiring the fine young lady stood before me fantasising about what I would like to do to her.

Eventually Judy said she had to go. Emma said she was off to her Mum’s house and made her way out of our garden and down the street. I watched her every move and didn’t close the door until she was out of sight.

Judy went off to work and I logged onto Facebook and pulled up some of Emma’s photos. I found some of her wedding pics and she looked absolutely stunning. Her dress was strapless and cut tightly over her breasts displaying lots of cleavage. The more I looked at them the more I wanted her but deep down I was sure that it would remain a merely a lustful dream. As I flicked through the photos I took out my cock and masturbated, my imagination running away with me. In no time at all I needed tissues.

I bought Judy some flowers for her birthday and so got to see Emma again. She looks more beautiful each time I see her or maybe it is just the lust in my eyes. Judy loves to get flowers and I love to see Emma, we always have a chat at the door but then one of us has to go with either me or Judy having to go to work or Emma having to shoot off to her Mum’s.

A few weeks ago though Emma sent me a message advising that she again had some flowers available; it was good that they please Judy but it also meant that I would get to see her again. We agreed a delivery time as usual and I was able to sit back and think about what she might be wearing; hoping the she would not be wearing trousers; I do so like her to show off her very shapely legs.

Friday arrived and she didn’t show at the agreed time; Judy was already on her way out when I saw her striding down the road carrying the bouquet. I had been anxiously looking out of the window something I am always telling Judy not to do. Emma looked fantastic. She was wearing a pale green floral printed dress, secured at the waist by a perfect matching belt. There were several large buttons down the front and I noticed that the bottom button was undone. Her shoes were a kind of wedge, which I don’t usually like but they showed off her legs beautifully. Judy met her at the gate and took the flowers from her raising them to her nose to smell them. They are lovely she said passing them to me and I took them inside. When I went back outside Judy was handing Emma a brochure; she said “leave it with Andy; you can tell him if you want to order anything”.

Judy went to work and Emma started flicking through the brochure. “Do you want to come inside and look at that?” I asked. She smiled, nodded and walked towards me. My eyes feasted on her, lustfully undoing all the buttons of her dress in my mind. She thanked me as I held the door open for her, and walked through the hall into the lounge.

I ushered to a chair and down flicking through the book. I sat opposite her in Judy’s chair so that I could admire her legs; I could see a little more of them above the knee as the unfastened button split the dress nicely.

Suddenly she sprung the book closed and said, “Nope, they don’t have what I want in here” “OK” I said, “not to worry, what were you after?” “You” she said, “I want you”. I swallowed hard, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You want me?” I asked. “Yes” she said standing up and dropping the book on the coffee table. “I want you, or to be precise I want you to fuck me, I want your cock deep inside me” I was stunned. It was what I had been lusting for all this time and now I was stalling. “You can’t want me I an nearly twice your age”

“I wanted you to fuck me when I was 15” she said “one afternoon when we were in your pool I was masturbating under the water, thinking about you fucking me. Well that feeling is back and I don’t have to masturbate now. I want you cock instead” Suddenly she had become a horny little vixen, making this usually confident man quiver before her. While she was talking she had undone her belt, started to unbutton her dress and my pulse was out of control. As she opened the last button she opened her dress and she was completely naked underneath it. Her body is beautiful her breasts are plump and perfect her pussy has not a trace of hair. She slipped her dress from her shoulders and stood naked in front of me.

I quickly threw off my shirt and fumbled feverishly with my trousers but I was soon as naked as she was, not looking anywhere as good though.
I stepped forward and cupped her breasts stooping to press my face into them and kiss them. She smelled so good; I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs and they quickly became erect. I had started slowly but now I wanted to touch her all over. As my hands roamed over her body she reached down and started stroking my cock, her touch was electric and she knew how to treat a cock.

I turned her slightly and pushed her down onto the sofa. She sat down but kept her grip on my cock moving her lips towards it kissing the head and licking down the shaft until she reached my balls. She stroked my cock slowly and sucked one of my balls into her mouth. She transferred her hand to caress my balls and move her mouth to the head of my cock placing her lips over my glans sucking hard and licking before pushing down the shaft taking as much of my cock as she could.

She was so good, I envied her husband who must get this treatment all the time. I sensed that if I let this go on much longer then I would be shooting my load into her mouth but it was too soon. She wanted me to fuck her and I wanted to fill her cunt. I pulled away from her gorgeous lips and hot mouth. I dropped to my knees, pushed back and ran my hands over her beautiful smooth thighs. I spread them further, put my hands underneath them, cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy towards me. Judy’s pussy is hairy and I love it but the sight of Emma’s hairless pussy is just wonderful. I reach down and kissed her cunt lips just like I would kiss her lips and ran my tongue up the centre until I reached the clitoris. I pulled back its hood exposing it and ran my tongue around it and over it. I did this for several seconds and then slid my tongue back down over her pussy pushing it inside her on the way down. With my thumbs I parted the folds revealing her tight little hole and pushed my tongue deeper into her. I slid my hands under her legs until they were resting over my shoulders then reached up to fondle her breasts. Her eyes were closed and maybe her mind was in another place but her heavier breathing and panting with an occasion whine told me she was enjoying the attention I was giving her.

Her legs closed around my head and I felt her thighs against my ears. I looked up in time to see her eyes open. She slid her legs from my shoulders, sat up and kissed me on the lips; I could feel that my beard was wetting her face with her own cunt juices. “I love your tongue” she said “but now I am ready for your cock, now I want you to fuck me”

As we kissed she stroked my cock; it was still hard and ready for her. I pushed her back down again gripped her legs behind the knees and pressed towards her. I took my cock and used it to rub up and down her pussy, spreading her lips and rubbing the head hard against her clitoris. She was very wet and ready to accept my rigid member. I pushed forward and the head was into her hole, her lips pushing my foreskin back as I plunged deeper into her hot wet cunt. She moaned as my balls pressed against her and I started to thrust in and out of her. I put my hands on the sofa under her legs raising and resting them on my forearms, opening the access to her and allowing me to plunge even deeper. I started thrusting faster, my balls slapping hard against her ass so hard it hurt slightly.

She became quite vocal with moans of pleasure and the occasional grunt through her laboured breathing as our bodies smashed together time after wonderful time.

I took her ankles and brought her legs together, straight up in the air putting my arms around them hugging them tightly, kissing her fantastic calves. The effect on my cock was immediate. Her pussy walls gripped me tighter enhancing the friction and I was suddenly propelled much closer to me ejaculation. I spread her legs wide. Her breasts were rippling and moving back and forth just slightly delayed behind the motion of our bodies. She raised herself up on her elbows and looked teasingly at me as my cock pounded in and out of her. Each thrust shunted her whole body towards the sofa and she let out a yelp each time my cock reached its full depth. She wrapped her legs around me gripping my ass with her ankles drawing me in harder with each thrust.

He sighing became more intense and became more of a single, continuous moan with intermittent peaks each time my cock entered her. I leaned forward pressing my stomach against hers allowing me to take a nipple in my mouth. I sucked hard on it and nibbled it. I slid my hands under her back and gripped her shoulders pulling her towards me even more and the thrusting and pumping got more intense. Then she started making so much noise I felt sure the neighbours would here her as her climax unfolded. The sounds of her shrieking and thrashing and the pulsating of her pussy as she began her orgasm sent me over the edge and I was suddenly shooting my hot cum into her. “Yes” she said “Fill my cunt with your cum”. She was just so fucking hot when she used language like that. It was hard to imagine that this was sweet little Emma, using words like fuck and cunt, it did so turn me on. Exhausted and spent I fell onto her; kissed each breast and then kissed her on the lips hard.

We stayed like that for what seemed like ages but eventually we had to get cleaned up; Emma had to be gone before Judy came home. She sat up and my cum oozed out of her onto the sofa; I was so glad that Judy had chosen a leather suite. It was easy wiping it clean

She picked up her dress, which was till lying on the floor where it fell and slipped her arms into the sleeves. I stood up and embraced her before she buttoned it up; I didn’t want her to ever cover her body again but obviously she had to. “That was fantastic I said, you are fantastic” “Yes it was” she said “17 years have passed since I first wanted your cock and I loved every minute of it, I loved having you fuck me at last, I want us do it again soon. Would you like to fuck me again” and there she was, turning me on again with her talk about fucking her, “of course I would love to fuck you again” I said I want to fuck you every day” She did up her last button and fastened her belt. I was now fully dressed too. She leaned forward and kissed me; “if you were my Daddy then we could have done this whenever Mum was out. Maybe I could have got you to fuck me all those years ago when I was 15 or 16 or maybe even younger” “Maybe” I said. “Next time” she whispered “next time I want you to fuck my ass, would you like that? It was another rhetorical question.

She took the lead as we walked to the front door in with me reaching around her squeezing her breasts and kissing her neck. I opened the door and she stepped out. I stood and watched her as she walked to her car and chuckled quietly to myself thinking about her wanting me to fuck her when she was a young girl. Emma drove off and I closed the door hoping that the look of contentment on my face didn’t give the game away to anyone watching us. I was glad that it would be another hour before Judy was home so there was plenty of time to calm down completely.

I poured myself a large glass of Rioja and put Judy’s flowers in water. Once done I took a long sip and pondered about the power of flowers.

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The Girl With The Pink Flowered Panties

I was in an apartment laundry room when I saw them for the first time. And my cock went as hard as a rock. I've seen a lot of hot girls. I've seen a lot of girls that wore some very sexy things and that showed off a lot of skin. However, the girl that I saw on that Friday evening was one that I would never forget. The girl with the pink flowered panties. I was putting my clothes in a washing machine when the girl walked into the room. I didn't know her name or who she was. All I knew was that...

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The Girl With The Pink Flowered Panties

I was in an apartment laundry room when I saw them for the first time. And my cock went as hard as a rock. I've seen a lot of hot girls. I've seen a lot of girls that wore some very sexy things and that showed off a lot of skin. However, the girl that I saw on that Friday evening was one that I would never forget. The girl with the pink flowered panties.I was putting my clothes in a washing machine when the girl walked into the room. I didn't know her name or who she was. All I knew was that...

3 years ago
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The Girl With The Pink Flowered Panties Chapter 2

 I was at a restaurant, texting my girlfriend, Jessica, when it happened. I saw something that I could not and would not be able to forget. And I knew, at that precise moment, I needed to see more.I saw a cute girl walking in my direction, holding a bagel in her right hand. The girl looked like she was about nineteen or twenty years old. She had brunette hair and blue eyes, and was wearing a white tank top and a light blue miniskirt. She was already showing off a lot of skin, but I still wanted...

Voyeur
3 years ago
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The Wee Flower

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...

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Jasmines Flower

The 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...

1 year ago
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A Flower in the Wilderness

Adrian Westbrooke decided he had to change his way of life because his present path was leading him to disaster. He was sick of the parties that turned rapidly into orgies, the booze and the drugs that were supposed to be part of the artist’s lifestyle, the hangers on, especially the young and not so young women who thought it was sophisticated to mingle with artists, he was sick of the one night stands. Above all he was sick of the mediocrity of his own work. Adrian decided on the change...

3 years ago
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Flower

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...

2 years ago
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Flower Girl

© Copyright 1999 DASTARDLY DODO ALL Rights Reserved John looked through the window of the flower shop to see if his sisters where there. He had left home after a row with his parents and hadn't seen his sisters in three years. Then, three months ago, he had heard his parents had died and he decided to come back to take care of them. Now he wondered if it was the right decision. He sighed and entered the shop. "Hey, if that isn't my favorite flower girl!" A voice boomed from the...

3 years ago
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Lotus Flower StewChapter 4

Tim and Emma were ready to go home by ten minutes after midnight. It wasn’t because they were tired or bored. It was because what they wanted to do with their partners could not be done in the midst of all those people. Bob was mellowed out by then. All he did was grab the half-empty bottle of The Glenlivet as his daughter pulled his hand, leading him out to the parking lot. “I’m driving,” she said, reaching into her father’s pocket to find his keys. “Okay,” he said, amiably. He wasn’t...

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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 9 Chapter 7 Flowering Passion

Book Nine: Blossoming Danger Chapter Seven: Flowering Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knave Angela – Drakin Castle, The Haunted Forest Dust danced through the beams of sunlight as I raised my big, heavy tit to my mouth and licked at the salty cum staining my mound. I moaned, savoring the flavor of the swarthy orc's jizz. My tongue dragged across my pale flesh to my pink nipple coated in a glob of his cum. I sucked it into my...

3 years ago
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The Girl With The Pink Flowered Panties Ch 02

I was at a restaurant, texting my girlfriend, Jessica, when it happened. I saw something that I could not and would not be able to forget. And I knew, at that precise moment, I needed to see more.I saw a cute girl walking in my direction, holding a bagel in her right hand.The girl looked like she was about 19 or 20 years old. She had brunette hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a white tank top and a light blue miniskirt. She was already showing off a lot of skin, but I still wanted to see...

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Angel in the flower shop

I was so nervous that day. Walking quickly to the flower shop. My mind racing with so many different thoughts.What if she wasn't there today? No she was always there! What if she didn't have time to talk today? No she always made time to talk! What if she didn't want to hear what I had to say to her? I needed to stop thinking and just get to her shop.As I rounded the corner and the shop came into sight I stopped dead in my tracks and almost turned and ran the other way! My heart was pounding so...

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4 years ago
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Flower Girl Ch 02

Tracy exited the train and walked up the stairs into the midday sunshine and the Saturday Manhattan crowd. The air was thick with humidity, the crowd different from the usual hustle-and-bustle business population that dominated the weekdays. Today it was tourists, roving bands of teens, families, and shoppers who meandered about the sidewalk in varying speeds. Tracy joined the stream of pedestrians and made her way to Finey’s, one of her grandmother’s favorite dining establishments. ‘Tracy!’...

3 years ago
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Flower Girl Ch 04

A case of nerves combined with sexual tension settled upon Tracy as the cab pulled up in front of an industrial building that had been converted to residential lofts. William put his hand on the Tracy’s back and guided the way, even though it was obvious which way to go. As he led the way to the front door, it was now Tracy’s turn to curious about William’s living space. She had a few of her own hang-ups, but they mostly had to do with taste. On the ride up the elevator, she prepared herself...

1 year ago
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The Pink Flowered Panties

I was in an apartment laundry room when I saw them for the first time. And my cock went as hard as a rock. I've seen a lot of hot girls. I've seen a lot of girls that wore some very sexy things and that showed off a lot of skin. However, the girl that I saw on that Friday evening was one that I would never forget. The girl with the pink flowered panties. I was putting my clothes in a washing machine when the girl walked into the room. I didn't know her name or who she was. All I knew was that...

Voyeur
4 years ago
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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 9 Blossoming DangerChapter 7 Flowering Passion

Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Knave Angela – Drakin Castle, The Haunted Forest Dust danced through the beams of sunlight as I raised my big, heavy tit to my mouth and licked at the salty cum staining my mound. I moaned, savoring the flavor of the swarthy orc’s jizz. My tongue dragged across my pale flesh to my pink nipple coated in a glob of his cum. I sucked it into my mouth, tingles racing through me. I shivered, a heady thrill racing through me, growing with every breath. Thrak’s...

1 year ago
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Poppy Flower In The Dark Part 1

“Spread her open” said Paul as he took more pictures. The flash of the camera filled the room with light. It had been crudely decorated to look like a young girls bedroom, with brightly coloured mismatched furniture, dolls, teddies and bedclothes that read ‘Daddies Little Princess’. The whole room was covered in filth and grime, its walls adorned with dirty hands prints. Blood and cum stains. A vile smell hung in the air, powered by the stale smell of urine and excrement coming from a...

2 years ago
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Lightning Flower

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 Stories
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Asain Flower On Her Anniversary

Just goes to show how once you've been made love to and fucked so hard you will always come back for more. My asian flower called me on Monday, and I know she had been out of town for the weekend with family, as soon as she got home she picked up the phone to tell me she was back. I know she didn't want to go on this trip with her family but had anticipated being at home by herself until I came over, but that didn't work out. I knew she would be horny as hell over the weekend, so I planted...

2 years ago
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Asian Flower

It'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...

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Flower Institute

The Flower Institute in old Amsterdam made its claim to fame for its name by elegant deflorations. It orginated last century, after a special request from a young lady of noble class in Poland. She provided the founding capital for the erection of the foundation with its noble aims. Look what happened.Her hymen was on auction. Not to the highest bidder. Her financial offer was set. The most promising gentleman would get the honour to make her a woman.The announcement was only in Polish. As a...

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The Flower Girl

The Flower Girl Janet L. Stickney [email protected] "We know that you don't want to do this honey, but Janice was hurt really badly in the accident and we need someone to fill in, and you know perfectly well that it has to be a family member, and you are the only one that is the right age!" "But mom! A girl? You want me to dress up as a girl? Why can't Debbie do it? She's a girl." "That is true, Debbie is a girl, but she is only six years old. That's why she'll be the...

1 year ago
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Ode to your Flower

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 Poetry
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Flower Girl Ch 09

Antonio and Tracy worked together in thoughtful silence on a mammoth floral arrangement for a hotel lobby. It was something Tracy could do herself, but she wanted to practice delegating. Antonio was surprised to see her take a seat. ‘I’m pregnant,’ she blurted out. Seemed like as good a time as any. After a moment of stunned silence Antonio asked, ‘Are you getting married?’ Tracy looked at him in surprise, not that the thought had not crossed her own mind, but that this would be Antonio’s...

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Fantasy about my wife and the flower delivery man

Last week was my wife's 65th birthday. She works out does yoga and stays in shape and still looks good. I had ordered her flowers for her birthday and after they came she told me the delivery man was black. I told her damn, she should have invited him in. She said he was young he wouldn't want to do anything to do with an old woman like her. I told her she might be surprised. here is my fantasy of what happened.I saw the flower delivery van pull in the driveway and a good looking black man...

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Flower Institute early history

Amsterdam was first in the world with many things. Good and bad. The first financial bubble: speculation in the tulip market. Tulips aren´t even Dutch, they originate from Turkey. The first banks as well. Happy to finance, speculate and invest in American independance. As the Brits were our favourite enemies. But also the first "Flower Institute" for transforming classy virgins into full blown women. But that´s a long story. Patient readers: welcome to next paragraphs.We did the "Golden...

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Girlfriends Bestfriend

True story about my girlfriends bestfriendSince her mouth was at just the right height anyway, she immediately bent over and pulled my dripping cock right into her mouth. Her mouth was working wonders on my cock so I decided to test her sucking ability as a true slave. I reached out with my hands and pulled her entire head down onto my cock as I stuffed my foot up her cunt. Her gasp for breath was overwhelmed by her grunt from my foot fucking her cunt. Her cunt was taking my foot deeper and...

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Flower Girl Ch 05

Tracy woke up alone in William’s bed. After a brief panic, she saw him on the floor and relaxed. He was kneeling on the rug near the couch, perfectly still with his eyes closed. She was not sure what to make of it in her sleepy state, but then it registered that he was meditating. Tracy rose quietly and tip-toed to the bathroom, and when she returned, he was back in bed. ‘Good morning, Kitten.’ ‘Hi,’ she answered, standing halfway between the bathroom and bed wearing William’s t-shirt. ‘You...

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The Flower Growers

Amelia's husband had recently been made redundant and they were struggling to make ends meet, so when Amelia saw an ad in the local newspaper for the post of an assistant at a small flower growing farm she decided to apply. She had always loved growing stuff and had natural green fingers that enabled her to grow almost anything. She was offered an interview for the following day and so she got up extra early and attired herself in her best summer dress ready to meet the owner of the...

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Deflowered By My Best Friend8217s Boyfriend Part 1

Hello friends. This is Anu from Bangalore. Thanks for your likes and feedbacks on on ISS. I am getting the requests from many ISS friends. They want to read my defloration experience, to whom I lost my virginity which I have safeguarded for 20 years of my life. Well, I am going to tell you today about how I lost my virginity to one of the senior co-student in my Engineering College in my 21st year. If you like this story please respond through email to . This incident took place a few years...

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The Princes Flower

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....

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Flower Ch 01

The wonderful thing about long lasting friendships is that they often create strange, but very interesting combinations of people. In a small group of friends, who have known each other for years, where the need to hide uncomfortable truths or embarrassing facts should no longer be present, where the need to impress and excel at things should no longer be needed, where genuine friendship should allow everyone to be who they really are, the question still remains – do we ever really reach a...

2 years ago
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Angel in the flower shop

I was so nervous that day. Walking quickly to the flower shop. My mind racing with so many different thoughts. What if she wasn’t there today? No she was always there! What if she didn’t have time to talk today? No she always made time to talk! What if she didn’t want to hear what I had to say to her? I needed to stop thinking and just get to her shop. As I rounded the corner and the shop came into sight I stopped dead in my tracks and almost turned and ran the other way! My heart was pounding...

3 years ago
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Cactus Flower

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...

3 years ago
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An Opening of a Flower

An Opening of a Flower. By Samantha White [email protected] How can a dream turn so sour in a few weeks? Let me explain, my name is/was Thomas Burns, I am now twenty-six years old, I weigh about one hundred and thirty pounds, and am about five foot six inches in height, and always had slightly feminine features. They had always been particularly useful for me as I had always loved dressing up as a girl, when I did dress I was passable as a sixteen- year-old girl, just. I...

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