Ava and James The Reunion Part 2
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Ava hid in Mr Shultz’s closet waiting for his return, she knew that in 15 minutes he and Mrs Monroe always had their leadership meeting at this time on a Wednesday but this time it would not be quite so dull and boring. Her friend Abbey had been with Mr Shultz discussing a fundraising idea she had which Ava had suggested. Neither Mr Shultz nor Abbey had any idea it was a set up. Part way through the meeting Mr Shultz was conveniently called away urgently to deal with some unwanted intruders...
Well a half hour later we were flying through a pretty bad snowstorm and we were ordered to turn around and land at the nearest airport. Kansas City was the nearest place to land. We were about twenty minutes out and the plane felt like we were on a large roller coaster. The elderly lady that was sitting next to me at the window began to panic a little and called the airhostess over to ask for something to calm her nerves. A minute or so later came quite a vision as she approached I...
Saturday, April 23, 2005 I woke up at 4am as expected, and felt fine. It didn't look like Ava had moved all night, so she was conveniently still on her back. I reached over to turn on one of the bedside lamps, put a rubber on, then pushed the covers down, spread Ava's legs, and moved so I was between them. I went down on her, to get her as aroused as I could, and even to get her off if it went that long. Her being asleep didn't change most of her body's reactions, which I knew well by...
‘Most women don’t look appealing in men’s clothing, but you would be the exception to the rule dear Ava.’ Mendoza’s voice reverberated around the small room, sending slithering chills through Ava’s tired body. ‘I’ll take that as a compliment shall I?’ Ava sarcastically responded, as she stepped inside taking her belt off, the dagger swinging close to her leg. ‘Careful!’ grunted Mendoza as he swept the dagger away from her skin. The ship lurched into a wave throwing Ava off balance, the seas...
I may have thought way, way outside the box but I hope Ava’s story is accepted as an entry and most importantly I hope you all enjoy it!!! Lots of lust, Farmer Joe Oh and if X is kiss and O his hug then what is the symbol for lick? Ava strolled slowly on her way home from school after a very busy day. She had done an average job at a science test and had nearly been decapitated by a hockey stick. Besides home was not such an inviting place as it used to be. It was always noisy and money was...
Mendoza returned to the cabin hours later. The bright moon reflected off the unseasonably glassy smooth ocean, it streamed through the cabin window, its tendrils touching Ava’s sleeping body. Mendoza opened the door slowly, to find her asleep slumped across the piles of books she had been so avidly studying. Mendoza slowly and quietly crossed the cabin to where she lay, deciding on taking her to the bed or covering her with blankets. Up til now she had been in her own little private cabin....
Mendoza’s sultry mouth travelled down the soft curves of Ava’s torso, sparking fireworks to shoot throughout her body. His fingers lingered over the soft skin of her thighs, stroking upwards making Ava shudder, whimpering his name. The pleasure intensified — and Ava was melting in a haze of passion, her mind threatening to blacken, her body raw with lust when she realised Mendoza’s kisses were deep on her hot weeping sex. Her eyes flew open is shock and disbelief. She tensed, her mind...
Ava grappled with her wet clothing, angrily throwing it on the cabin floor. ‘Bloody man…’ she huffed before wiping proud tears from her cheeks. She out on a dry pair of pantaloons, and another of Mendoza’s shirts, before wrapping herself up in a fur blanket which had been on her bed. Up til now she didn’t notice how cold it had become. The rain was almost ice like and the sea was just as sharp. Ava’s pride and heart were hurt. How much longer could she survive staying at arms length from...
The door slammed inches from her face, a menacing voice bellowed through the wood, ‘Dinner is a six, and by god daughter, you will there and appropriately dressed!’ Ava suppressed an angry scream, tossing her long, tumbling auburn tresses back from her face, stormy green eyes glimmering. ‘This is ridiculous!’ she hissed to herself, as she sat on her four poster, floral bed. She looked out and could see the snow begin to fall over the French fields, icy winds tapped sporadically at the...
Growing up as an early bloomer, Ava liked the attention she got from boys- just not the way they acted hesitant and shy around her, until she met Lacey. Born on August 12, 2000- and Lacey only 5 days after- she and Lacey were sisters, just really weird sisters. They did everything together, Ava’s mother was never home and so naturally, Lacey’s household became a home away from home for Ava, they often played dress up, truth or dare, board games, card games, watching movies, and boys. Ava and...
The cold blast of air had sharpened Mendoza’s mind, he was astounded at what he had just done. Surely she was bewitching him. How strong he tried to be, how much he wished he wasn’t in this position, it didn’t change the fatal attraction he felt for Ava. He shook her from his mind, determined to focus for the safety of the crew for at least the next few days. He took off into the darkness of the ship. Ava was breathing shallow, still leaning against the wall, thankful for its support. For what...
It was April the next year, and I was looking forward to my third trip to Scotland. I was counting off the days until I would be with her again. In the privacy of my bedroom, I stripped off my clothes and got into bed. I stroked my cock as I dialed the long string of numbers that would connect me with Ava. But it was different this time; instead of sweet sexy talk, we had a more serious conversation. “I have to tell you something.” She said ominously, “I’ve been seeing someone.” “By...
from Tottenham, London. We fade in on our hostess, Charley. She’s skirting that territory between sexy and strange. With her heavily botoxed face, obviously fake bolt-on boobs, and all those tattoos on her chest, her legs, her arms ... All wrapped up in too-small clothes, showing off as much flesh as possible – mini-skirt, sleeveless low-cut top. She’s strange, but she’s ours... We’re on a wide grey street, black fences on either side, nothing beyond them on one side, a blue storage...
Ava stomped her way through the sodden grass, wet from snow and ice. The clouds protected the countryside from the bright moon. Ava made her way to a towering oak tree, leaning up against the cold, damp bark. Unconsciously she began to shiver from the crisp air, still fuming. Why did she have to marry this man? Why did she have to marry full stop!? She was right about him being stuffy, old fashioned and un-passionate. To add to the list he was over bearing, arrogant and just a beast! How dare...
6 Months later Ava steadied herself against the railing of the solid galleon. She was still adjusting to the motion on the seas. Having travelled on ships to the West Indies before, it was not entirely new to her, but this was an extraordinary voyage. It still didn’t seem real either. She was out on a real ship, an adventure to new lands, but still confined as a ‘lady’ she was not allowed to do much more than sew, walk and read aboard. Ava did engage with many of the crew members, as she was...
Ava Dominique and Elle Monique's mom had a close friend Diane had become an auntie some time back. Diane's younger brother Tommy was a father to identical twins boy and girl named Louis and Layla. Tommy, a few years older than Dominique always had a thing for her. He never acted on it but he could never keep his eyes off of her body. Even when he was in the 9th grade and she was in the 5th, he liked when she played wrestling with him. He loved pinning her down and putting her into submission...
One day my TSR (Tesla Sex Robot) will arrive from overseas in the mail. From that point on, I will never be spotted leaving the house again. I work from home, Uber Eats exists, and my friends can go fuck themselves. The TSR is the only companion I need in my life. H2O comes out of my pipes, my house is already full of oxygen, I'm subscribed to a lube delivery service, and I have no other passions or hobbies.My Life Post TSRAnyone brave enough to visit my home will find me a sweaty mess, barely...
Twitter Porn AccountsI was so irritated. My Mom and stepdad were heading to Italy for vacation and had called my stepbrother Troy to stay with me.“It’s so completely ridiculous that you won’t let me stay alone. I’m going to college next year for Christ sake.”“Watch your tongue young lady,” my mother snapped.“It’s still so fucking ridiculous.” “Ava Marie,” my mother said silencing me, “you know damn well why we can’t let you stay alone, after the last time, you’ll be lucky if we let you go away to college next...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) When our meal ended, Vanessa said, "Donna, do you want to do the dishes with me so I can tell you some things that will help you convince Mark that you're growing into a mature young woman?" Helping with the dishes, something Donna often does anyway, was an inconsequential cost for such useful advice. She eagerly agreed. Vanessa added, "You three go and make your phone calls." Carol said, "I'll help with the dishes too. Julia doesn't need my...
Ava Joan Marshall studied her naked body in the full-length mirror in her apartment’s bedroom. ‘Not bad for a thirty-eight-year-old broad’, she thought. She hefted her boobs with both hands, taking a second to rub both thumbs over her already erect nipples. The sensation made her moan and validated the feelings she had that she was hornier than a billy goat in the springtime. Almost on automatic, she went to her bedside table and opened the drawer. Inside she extracted a large dildo and...
You know what I love about Twitter? You can follow pretty much any kind of mother fucker on the planet. If you want to have your head filled with propaganda and conspiracy theories, every goddamn politician and his/her mother is on the platform, saying the dumbest fucking bullshit you’ve ever read.Did you know there is a politician somewhere in the world that actually believes they are the living embodiment of a giant tarantula God that lived in a different dimension millions of years ago? I...
Twitter Porn AccountsDo you love beating off to Ava Devine? Who the fuck does not, mother fucker?! From the 2000s when she was just a 30something MILF to today when she is nearing 50, there is one takeaway from Ava Devine’s long legacy: her tits just keep on growing! At this rate, by the time she’s 70, she’s going to be a walking pair of tits instead of a real human being.Hey, that sounds fucking awesome to me! What about your fucking ass? If you want to follow Ava Devine (not literally) on Twitter and want to know...
Twitter Porn AccountsI was 17 years old at the time, and had had my drivers license for about 2 months. Every week of that two months I had asked Ava out on a date, and she had turned me down every time. But I was persistent and she kept on smiling each time I asked, and each time that she said "No". I met Ava at a cafe that I frequented each day after school. Yep, I was in my last year of high school, and had just a few weeks to the end. Ava, I learnt was 16 years old, not having finished school. She had been...
Sunday, June 19, 2005 (Continued) I wrapped myself in a towel off the floor, then went to find Vanessa. It was fairly late, so her bedroom was my first destination. Vanessa and Prof's bedroom door was closed but I could see that their light was on, so I knocked quietly. Prof called, "Come in." To make doubly sure it was safe, I said, "It's Mark." "Come in, Mark." I ended up staying for quite a while, discussing various topics. I wasn't worried about keeping the girls waiting, as...
Date: 14.04.2016, Tamizh puthandu thirunaal.. Iravu onbathu mani… Kala en bathroomil Avalin katthiri nira paavadaiyai thooki thodai varai nanragu theriyumaaru muzhuvathumaga iduppil sorugiyirunthal. Avalin idathu pakka jacket moodiya mulayai oyyaramaaga kaati kondu oru plastic manai meethu utkarnthu thuni thuvaikka aarambithal. Naan avalai kavanithu kondu irunthen. En araikku veliye yetti paarthen yaarum varuvatharkana ariguri illai. Aval ennai thitti kondu irunthal. Kala: Kalayileye naan...
Ava pushed through the large double doors emerging into the warm light of a late summers day. Small droplets of water clung to the surface of the plants and trees from a light summer rain earlier in the day. Standing a few feet from the entrance James stands silhouetted in the light as he leans against a fence post to the side of the car park. Looking up from his phone a smile begins to spread across his face, his eyes lighting up as he sees Ava emerging from the building. Spotting him standing...
‘Bang!’ The metal door of her locker slammed shut. Ava had just finished a long shift working at the nursing home and was looking forward to getting out. Having just changed out of her work uniform into a pair of tight fitting skinny jeans and a black tank top, she quickly checked herself over in the mirror. Ava had a great body and after years of ritual after work jobs, she had definitely put in the time to earn it. Standing at 5’5, her clothes seemed to hug her body tightly showing off...
King of the Castle Copyright Oggbashan September 2016The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a Halloween fantasy with femdom.Ruritania is the fictional country of Anthony Hope’s novels The Prisoner of Zenda and Rupert of Hentzau. I have used the name Ruritania for this...
David Simmons had always been fascinated with the Middle Ages time period. He loved everything about that time in history - the clothing, the culture, the castles. He could never learn enough about medieval Europe and their way of life. He became something of an expert as he learned more and more about that time period, devouring anything and everything he could find on the subject relating to it.So when an opportunity came for him to travel to Europe and actually see first-hand some of the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiDavid Simmons had always been fascinated with the Middle Ages time period. He loved everything about that time in history - the clothing, the culture, the castles. He could never learn enough about medieval Europe and their way of life. He became something of an expert as he learned more and more about that time period, devouring anything and everything he could find on the subject relating to it.So when an opportunity came for him to travel to Europe and actually see first-hand some of the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiShe had just cleared past the grape vines of the Mountain Castle winery and knew she was back on her mother’s land for the first time in nearly seven years. Ally stopped on the side of the narrow, winding, graveled road up into the mountains in a fold between the southern slope of Mount Marshall and a shorter mountain called The Peak, northwest of the small town of Washington. This quaint little hamlet on the verge between northern Virginia’s hunt country and the Blue Ridge mountains wasn’t...
I spent some time researching the kitchen before I had anything done to it. I had a clay tile floor with drains installed, otherwise it was pretty much empty, save for the large sinks. That and the finished electrical was done before Autumn arrived home. She had been through the worst of it, so knew exactly what she was seeing. She took the grand tour before she fell exhausted into the bed. I suppose it was a combination of the work being almost completed on the castle and our forced...
Castle Thell was an imposing sight in the dimming light of dusk. It was an impenetrable fortress. The four spires of the castle were the only part of the structure that was illuminated by the setting sun’s rays, liken to spears on fire. A stark comparison to the near black walls in the absence of the sun's light. The spires were a silent and fiery warning, to any who might happen across it. Or as the citizens of the nearby villages would have you believe, the fiery spears were a warning that...
BDSMFriday, July 25, 2008 (Continued) In our Peoria Road and hilltop homes, Julia had designed my bedrooms and studies to ensure that any visitors would know how important (Julia thought) I was. They were usually referred to as "Mark's bedroom" because it only took a single glance for anyone to tell that they were primarily the bedroom of a male, although the viewers' opinions would change when they were far enough into the bedrooms to see the contents of the en-suite or closet. It had...
Ally sat by her mother on Lois’ sunporch, holding Miranda’s hands in hers and talking soothingly to her. Angela was hovering nearby. Lois and Sheriff Shiflet were concealed in the hallway just beyond the sunporch door, where they could hear but couldn’t be seen. It was no use, however. Miranda had recognized her daughter when she came in, Angela already having been there and prepared her friend for the visit. But the more Ally gently tried to draw information about the past from her mother,...
The next major occurrence in David and the Princess's relationship came a couple of month's later. David was out in front of the carpentry shop sweeping the front when he spotted Princess Arabella crossing the street towards him at an angle. She was headed for a fabric store a couple doors down, but when she saw him she waved and smiled. Just as she did, a horse-drawn cart came around the corner. The horse had been spooked, thrown the driver, and was out of control–and headed right for the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe next major occurrence in David and the Princess's relationship came a couple of month's later. David was out in front of the carpentry shop sweeping the front when he spotted Princess Arabella crossing the street towards him at an angle. She was headed for a fabric store a couple doors down, but when she saw him she waved and smiled. Just as she did, a horse-drawn cart came around the corner. The horse had been spooked, thrown the driver, and was out of control–and headed right for the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiKwaidan: Yurei-jo San-do A Ghost Story: The Thrice Haunted Castle Dedicated to Lorena, who has no idea, and never will know, that she was the inspiration. Author’s Foreword. If you’ve read and enjoyed the ghost stories related by Lafcadio Hearn, I hope you’ll enjoy this story. Fans of supernatural fiction may also notice some stylistic hints borrowed from M.R. James. ***** One The Merchant There are many beautiful places in Hirasanaka Prefecture of northern Japan and not a few that...
After long absence from writing I managed to finish one of my stories. Hope you enjoy it. Please leave comment (good and bad things). Of course it?s a fictional story even if places or persons could be found in real life. The devil from R?tteln Castle Proem The legend says that 500 years ago the farmers killed the Earl of R?tteln Castle. R?tteln Castle is on the beginning of the Black Forest in southern Germany. The Lord who lived in the Castle was called the Devil from R?tteln Castle, because...
Disclaimer: This story depicts teenage recreational drug use, and only as an ironic yet relevant plot device. If drugs or drug usage scares you or you disagree with it, please read no further. As usual, there is strong sexual language. Fun tip: I wrote this story while high. Trip to Mushroom Castle By Zephyrus Pete boringly marched his usual route home from school, not paying attention to much of anything around him. Not...
Castle looked at his cellphone Beckett was calling. He held the machine in his hand and swiftly pressed "Ignore". As he placed it back on his glass and chrome coffee table his plasma screen murder board caught his eye. He tapped on the portrait of Detective Kate Beckett and unfolded a digital file that spiderwebbed out all the known consorts in her mothers murder. He stared at the mess of names and dates and grudgingly dragged a file icon Marked Beckett to the Digital trash can. "Deleting...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra Book 3 - Concerto in A- By Megan Campbell (Released: May 21, 2012) Chapter 15 - The Princess of the Castle Sunday afternoon brought me down from the high of the concert when I listened to the Countdown. 'You Can't Hurt Me' fell in the rankings once again,...
CAST.CSA 31/03/95 Page 1 of 14 Dear Madam Candida,Keep up your good work in the creation of your excellent magazine Madame in a World of Fantasy. I am always eagerly waiting for each new issue and the fascinating stories contained within it. I am glad that it appears you liked the last story I sent you and have tried hard to produce another exciting story. I have many other ideas on how this story could develop and am considering producing a second part to the...
This is not a true story just fiction. It all started about 20 years ago when ten school girls met for the first time (they were all in high school aged 11) the ten girls names were Sue, Sam, Sarah, Kelly, Kat, Alison, Amanda, Clare, Hailey and Rachel and since then they all went to the same college and university. They have been friends ever since even when 5 of them got married, it was coming up to their 21 anniversary of their friendship, they decided to go to a castle in Scotland for a...
What Angela had to say to Ally at breakfast in the morning two weeks later hit her doubly hard because of the telephone call she made before coming down to breakfast in order to get through to Europe while the embassies there were still open. She already was in a melancholy and edgy mood, because, although Miranda had recognized her on a few visits—not more than half of them, though—she had not again been as demonstrative toward Ally as on that first meeting of recognition. It seemed that,...
‘I don’t think it would be a good day for you to take her up to the castle—or even to come down here to see her, Ally.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that,’ Ally told Angela Harris over the telephone. ‘I thought she was becoming increasingly more aware and that it was time to reintroduce her to the castle.’ ‘That may be the problem.’ ‘Come again?’ ‘It’s not that it’s a bad day today because she is hazy, it’s not a good day because she’s more lucid than normal and has remembered the contract we had....
BASIL?S CASTLE BASIL?S CASTLE Basil was so depressed?and he was humiliating himself, touching his hard penis while sniffing his wife?s scent in the highball that she?d put down. He?d snaked the glass off the table at the Tunstall?s party while Lindy was talking to that ass Saul Echerman, and then Basil had spirited the drink out to the far end of the Tunstall?s yard. Then, Basil opened his zipper and began touching and pulling his hard dick as he sniffed the scent of Lucinda?s perfume...
Introduction: This is the new version of behind castle doors its a little different (Set in renaissance time (with some random 2013 objects), with slaves, servants and peasants. This is a sex STORY website. There are large bits that dont contain sex, if you dont like that then leave.) Nikki POV As I walk home late, the rain pours down on me in icy sheets that chill me to the bone. The only thing running through my head is why am I so stupid for walking down here. I hear a crash from behind...
About a half hour later, James knocked on my door. As I ushered him inside, he asked if the lunch offer was still open. Richard said, "Certainly, I think the hotel dining room has closed already though so we'll just step down to the local pub and see what they have on special." "An authentic English pub! Sounds wonderful... I've read about them in books. I'm quite a fan of Peter Robinson's mystery novels, by the way, and they describe pubs quite well but I've never actually seen...
Nikki POV As I walk home late, the rain pours down on me in icy sheets that chill me to the bone. The only thing running through my head is why am I so stupid for walking down here. I hear a crash from behind me. I do something more stupid then walking down the alley. I turn around, as I do some ones arms wrap around my waist. The arm wrapped around my waist is strong and muscled. The guy pushes me up against the wall; I finally get a look at who it is. My jaw drops when I see that it is...
Kathleen hurried up the stone castle steps to his lordship’s chamber’s, her arms full of fresh towels and linens. She knew she only had a few minutes before the banquet in the great hall downstairs was over to allow the drunken guests a chance to sleep off their mead before the stag hunt in the morning. Standing before the large oaken door, she rapped twice to make sure she would not be disturbing anyone then slipped inside to the bed chambers. She had only been in Lord Michael’s private rooms...
Ensign Harry Webb, newly commissioned in the Confederacy Space Navy, paused to look at the vessel docked alongside the space station and silently cursed his luck at being assigned to this pathetic specimen of a ship for his first assignment. Through the viewport the young man could clearly make out the less than sleek lines of the USS Maiden Castle. She was one of the many Castle class corvettes used by the Navy since its introduction to the inhabitants of the planet Earth and the revelation...
The clamor of the phone dragged me away from a lovely dream I was enjoying about Jimmy's and my last tender lovemaking session at the Castle. Reluctantly I forced myself to abandon it to the reality of having to shut the phone up. After knocking it off the nightstand, I grabbed up the receiver and in a grumpy voice demanded, "What?" The unperturbed British voice on the other end politely replied, "This is the seven thirty wake-up call you requested, Ms. Goodman." Having achieved some...
The brief baby boom ended eight days later and the population of our colony had increased by forty-eight children. Every one of the original thirty-seven female concubines gave birth although only Madison, one of Linus Van Stern's concubines, gave birth to twins. She was thrilled to have her third and fourth children and was soon offering to set up a day care and baby-raising clinic for any concubines needing a break. Her master simply glowed that he now had two sons and a new daughter to go...
What follows is a story about an un-expected night of passion and amazing outdoor sex between me and my wife. What makes it more surprising is that since the birth of our second child our sex life had been almost non-existent. It was late summer and we had hired a bouncy castle for our party at our house, they played in the garden, on the bouncy castle and there was food and plenty of drink, wine and beer for the adults. At one point I was on the bouncy castle with my wife and daughter. As we...
EroticWhat follows is a story about an un-expected night of passion and amazing outdoor sex between me and my wife. What makes it more surprising is that since the birth of our second child our sex life had been almost non-existent It was late summer and we had hired a bouncy castle for our party at our house, they played in the garden, on the bouncy castle and there was food and plenty of drink (wine and beer for the adults). At one point I was on the bouncy castle with my wife and daughter. As we...
EroticBy Homealone_447 Claire and her friends looked through their hotel window at the old castle sitting at the top of a nearby hill. They were seriously considering a strange dare from the old lady managing the hotel. “So tell me again what the woman told you,” Brooke said, “If we spend the night up there, we won’t have to pay our hotel bill? It doesn’t make any sense.” Her friend Madison responded, “It is true. Claire and I were talking about the ridiculous stories they say about the...
‘It wasn’t anyone’s fault, Ally,’ Angela said. ‘She wanted to go and we all know how strong her will was. If we wouldn’t do it for her, she was determined to do it herself. I should have known, though.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Ally asked. They were sitting in the living room of Shadow Hill, Angela Harris’ Washington home. They had just been to the cremation ceremony. Ally would be putting Miranda’s ashes in the base of a fountain that would go in the ornamental garden at Banffy when the castle...