PLAYTIME WITH ICE
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"Right here. Pookie, you need to swing your leg right here, on that beat." "Right." Their blades cut into the ice, as they tried a move. "That right?" "Yeah, but my turn was too slow. I came out of it a half-beat behind." "'sokay, Snugglebear, let's try it again." It was the middle of August. Sophia and Warren were trying to nail down their new free dance, before they pulled their old junior-length free from last year out of mothballs for the Junior Grand Prix. It had been...
The first week proceeded like the first day did. Warren and Sophia got out and saw as much as they could see. They practiced. Sophia's morning sickness acted up a bit, but not much, and she was feeling generally good and fit. Tuesday was the pairs' long program. Brett and Andrea were the first pair in the final group, and they skated wonderfully. "That's the best I've ever seen them skate," Warren said, and Sophia agreed. Brett and Andrea were beside themselves with joy as they came...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingGrowing up in the neighborhood we all had a thing for Mrs. Jansen. Besides the fact that she was unbelievably sweet, she was also drop dead gorgeous. I would often find myself staring at her sunbathe in the afternoon and would often fantasize about her before I go to bed.With Mr Jansen working many hours I would always offer to help Mrs Jansen with some things around the house like carry heavy boxes, rake the yard, and move her furniture around. During my junior year, I was eager to go to the...
The following Friday I received a note from Patrice saying he was in town and asking whether I was free to take lunch with him. I was travelling home in two days’ time, so I arranged to meet him at the Grande on Saturday afternoon. When I arrived at the hotel restaurant at half past one he was already waiting. Having met him only once before—and that in a darkened house where everyone was naked—it took me a moment to recognise the tanned, well-groomed and exquisitely dressed young man in the...
BisexualTraining Bernice By: Malissa Madison Bernie and Beth had a lot to look forward to in life. college Sweethearts they married right after graduation. Bought a nice house in a quiet Suburb. Both had nice cars, and nice clothes. And they were very much in love. Beth landed a good job with a financial company making a more than adequate salary. But Bernie had majored in Accounting, in a city where Accountants were a dime a dozen. So Beth was supporting them both. She admitted to...
Heart of Ice By: Michael Alexander?Breanne!? A voice called down the hallway. It was late and Breanne Erikson turned at the sound of the Entertainment Director’s urgency. With a weary smile she nodded at William Price as her boss stepped out of his office, waving at her. ?Hello, Mr. Price.? Bre said. Unconsciously she resettled the large purse over her shoulder as Price quickly moved down the hall toward her. ?I know you’re on your way out, Breanne, but I know you aren’t...
It’s happened to me several times since, but Lenore was the first girl to dump me for another guy. It went about the same way as the later incidents. The first thing I noticed was that she had stopped contacting me, and she wouldn’t return my attempts to contact her.The telephone was our usual method of communication. Sometimes I would run into her in the lobby or the elevator, but when it came to arranging dates the phone was the easiest way to reach each other. She would call me when she...
Love StoriesMonday, December 22 (After Chapter 33 of Triptych) [Phone Ringing] CLARICE: Tony Ames' phone. Clarice Bortelli speaking. aroslav: Clarice? How is Tony doing? CLARICE: Who's calling, please. aroslav: Sorry. It's aroslav. CLARICE: Aroslav? Oh. Yes. You are on Tony's list. aroslav: Is that good or bad? CLARICE: Just means he said you might call. aroslav: I'm just checking in. The past week has been pretty chaotic. CLARICE: You're telling me. aroslav: Why are you answering...
Let's start with some details. Bernice is a tall girl, mid thirties with tumbling brunette hair. I guess she has what you might describe as a fuller figure and has lovely big tits. Her pussy is partially shaved and always wet - seriously, all the time! I am six foot with a medium athletic build, brown hair and a 7 inch, uncut, thick cock. A week or so earlier we had agreed to split up. I was ready to move on and had started seeing someone else. I think Bernice was still hoping for a...
The first time Ivan saw her, his cock moved and his exercised body, which was warm to start with, turned hot. He forgot that he was supposed to be watching his ice dancing students practice their twizzles. In fact, he only stopped looking at her when his students skated up to him, waiting for his critique. He struggled for something to say. "A little crisper," he finally offered. They went back to the middle of the ice, which was usually clear of people even during public skate. Ivan forced...
SeductionOur camping site was simple, the area completely remote. We were close to a crystal clear pond, and, given the heat, we only had a groundsheet stretched between poles under a canopy of trees as our tent. Another, bigger groundsheet was spread on the floor with some pillows scattered for comfort. Everything else was suspended from the trees in two special gauze boxes that we lowered and raised on ropes to keep it clean and relatively insect and snake free. It was a private little Garden of Eden,...
Our camping site was simple, the area completely remote. We were close to a crystal clear pond, and, given the heat, we only had a groundsheet stretched between poles under a canopy of trees as our tent. Another, bigger groundsheet was spread on the floor with some pillows scattered for comfort. Everything else was suspended from the trees in two special gauze boxes that we lowered and raised on ropes to keep it clean and relatively insect and snake free. It was a private little Garden of Eden,...
BDSMChapter 23 – Order of the ChaliceShortly after my time with Jackie, Steve dropped by the shop late one morning. We talked as he purchased a few things for Jackie. It was lunch time by the time he completed his purchases. I got permission for Susan to go have lunch with Steve. We went to a café nearby, ordered cocktails and a light lunch. He gave me his overview of the formal dance weekend and I didn’t let on that I had already talked with his Jackie. “We had non-stop sex…don’t worry, I was...
Millicent is a character from a vignette in one of the parts of ‘Epiphanous’. Her circumstance fueled a storyboard in my mind that I think was worth exploring. This is not a story of great wrongs and retribution. There is no bitch burning and from my perspective there is no judgement of right or wrong. These are people who might do what others would not or not do what others might rush into. There were no real people harmed in the writing of this story and it is not a collection of my...
I could tell something weighed heavy on her mind. I mentioned that I had noticed a change in her and was a bit worried and that she could tell me anything. After a long silence she crawled on to my lap, tucked her arms and legs in to her body and nestled her head on my chest. It is her favorite position to be in, after we had fucked. She said that she didn’t know how to tell me, that recently, each time she had an orgasm, it felt as if a little piece of it remained deep inside her. It had been...
BDSMI lie there waiting. I hear the click of the door as it opens, the swoosh as it slides against the carpet and then another click as it latches closed again. I know you are in the room again; I turn my head but can’t see you. Earlier you had bound my hands and ankles, leaving me spread eagle on the bed, completely open and exposed to you. If that was not enough, you blindfolded me just moments before I felt you climb off the bed, hearing you leave the room. Now you are back. I feel your presence...
BDSMAs Dave stood in his kitchen thinking about playing in the Bell Canadian Open with Mike Weir, he was shaken from his reverie by a honking horn. He grabbed the backpack he had prepared earlier and ran to meet John. As he climbed into the car with his best friend he immediately said, "You'll never guess what just happened." As John backed out of the driveway he asked, "What?" Dave explained, "I got a call from the RCGA and they want me to play in the Canadian Open next week. I'm going...
"Dynasty Mansion, Tyree residence, Iesha speaking." It was Mr. Omar telling me that he would be about two hours late. I decided to waste some time by going through his stuff. I went in his room and sat on his bed, trying to decide where I should start. Where would a man keep anything he had to hide besides the place where he knew he would be most of the day? I thought to myself. His office. I went into his office and sat in his big desk chair and looked around. His office was pretty...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
The riddles in the next room posed no serious difficulty, even without me knowing the answers, and when the door swung open to show Bryce Cousland, Aedan let out a shout and took off at a run, Prince at his heels. I held back, giving him some privacy to talk with his father. I looked curiously at him from my vantage - he may not have raised me, but if Aedan was my brother, this man was my father also. He had a kind smile, and those wrinkles around his eyes that make men look distinguished...
My Papa died when I was rather young. I have very few memories of him. Mostly feelings and images. Some of these images are artificial, told to me by others or from pictures in the family album. I know that my Papa played Barrel of Monkeys with my sister and me on one of our birthdays, but I don’t really remember the event. I always had the impression that pictures were meant to capture a moment and remind you, to trigger the memory. That picture is my only memory of that moment in time, that...
From the time I saw the ice capades on tv, I decided I wanted to dance and skate on the ice with one, if not more of those beautiful, sexy ladies, holding their firm bodies in the palms of my hands, while feeling them up, ultimately ramming their pussies with my hard dick. I enrolled in classes to learn to skate and dance on the ice and, soon started dancing with the gorgeous ladies I had seen on tv. No, I wasn’t gay, nor was I really interested in dancing on the ice. I was just...
The light was low, dusk having fallen as they lay together in bed. They’d made love earlier urgently, frantically, sating their hunger for each other. Now the fingers of one hand were interlaced, the others were lightly caressing each other’s arms and shoulders as they took turns sharing stories about their day, reconnecting on another level. It didn’t seem to matter whether they were together often or, as it had been more recently, whether they’d been apart for days. When they first saw each...
I attempted to get mentally focused while I laced up my skates. It was the third day of practice. I was one of the best junior hockey player around and scouts said I could even be drafted into the pros. But as far as my talent goes, I could always use the extra practice time. One summer, I decided to go away to an elite hockey camp in Minnesota, it cost quite a bit, but the exposure was worth it. I wanted to make a lasting impression on the coaches, but I was intimidated by their style. The...
How long has it been, she wondered, since Sir had left her here?She was lying naked on the bed. Hands tied tightly to the headboard, arms resting above her head. Her legs were spread, each ankle attached to a velcro cuff and tied to the bed post. She wore a blindfold, and noise-canceling headphones. She could hear nothing, see nothing, and could barely move. Before he left, Sir had placed a small ball gag in her mouth so she was unable to speak or call for him. She was lost inside her own head,...
A tiny chapel, made of wood and painted in a warm, dark red, was perched on one of Iceland’s little rolling hills close to the sea. Small white crosses stood in neat, short rows and made long shadows in midsummer’s endless dawn. An old woman knelt before one, smiling softly, and lifted up the chunk of ice that she had brought. She glanced around her, making sure she was alone, then ran a finger over it and hummed a tune. The ice, it swirled and morphed under her touch and formed a rose in...
Fantasy & Sci-FiOnce again, my mind has wandered to you, as I lay awake in the late hours of the night. I start to imagine, just as my hands begin to move... I'm laying on my mattress, which rests on the floor. The tv is on, but that's not what I'm paying attention to. You are lying on my brother Phillip's mattress, which also rests on the floor, against the wall diagonal from mine. Kevin, my half nephew, has fallen asleep some time ago on his home-made mattress of quilts and blankets, in between our two beds...
EroticThe setting is just right. Soft candlelight, a blazing fire near by, a great dinner and a beautiful lady, this is going to be a night to remember. Returning after placing the dishes in the kitchen you sit across from her. There is nothing to say. You simply stare at her face. Her face is shaped like a heart framed with wavy brown hair. She's watching the flames dance. A tiny pink tongue slowly peeks out to wet her lips. "Enjoy the dinner?" you ask. Smiling and turning to face you she nods....
“David, you were so incredibly cool when dealing with our spoiled little princess the other day. Ok, you were cool with everyone else too,” the therapist starts out saying. “I would like to see if you would be willing to allow us to impose on your good nature a bit to see if we can provide her some needed motivation to work harder at recovering her strength and balance. You, know, the old carrot and stick?” She had to stop talking until some patients went to their therapy rooms. Looking...
How did she come to be as she was currently? It had been an eminently ordinary first date, arranged by mutual friends, marked with the usual pleasantries and peppered with the occasional curious question about each other’s work and life in general. They’d shared a single bottle of 1997 Chateau Ste. Michelle gewurtztraminer, not enough to make her drunk, nor even slightly tipsy. Really, she couldn’t think right now of how it had come to this. This. This was her, face down on the Four Seasons...
Straight SexThe elevator doors open a few seconds after settling to the bottom floor of my hotel, and I'm greeted by the sight of a pleasant-looking petite Asian lady. I step out past her, instinctively uttering a genial "hello.""Hello," she returns the informal greeting as she steps into the elevator. As the doors close, I take one more sideways peek. "Mmm, not bad," I say to myself, audibly but under my breath, just in case anyone else is around. She's just a bit out of place, dressed very nicely in...
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I shivered, trying to shake the cold. How did I let you talk me into this? It was one of those things that started as a harmless joke. Hell, in theory it kind of excited me, but sitting here on this cold bleacher that excitement was nowhere to be found. Instead there was just raw paranoia in its place. 'Somebody is going to catch on. They are going to hear it, or see my face, or even worse what if I make noise when I cum?' Usually I can be quiet if I need to but keeping quiet and staying...
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I listened and I knew he was there. I could hear the chink of ice on crystal as he poured his usual gin and tonic. My clothes were laid out on the bed. Stockings, black and seamed, ready to be held up by the suspender belt. The pink rose’s adding softness to the harshness of the black. My matching Bra. No knickers, as requested. My favourite red dress and black sling-back heels completing the outfit. I had spent some time in the shower too, removing hair. My arms, legs and pubic area. I...
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Swinger-Charles Perrault, "The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood" *** 1796 Elena woke. It was dark. She pushed on the lid of the coffin and it opened. A single candle glowed on the table, and she saw that the crypt was empty except for herself and her casket. It was made of beautiful polished wood, and she spent a few minutes admiring its lines and running her fingers over it smooth surface. It was good to be buried in such a thing if one is dead, she decided. Was she dead? She didn’t...
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Recently my wife and I went to a club with my neice and her friends to celebrate her 21st birthday. She was dressed in a super short mini tight low cut top, heels and super shiny pantyhose. My wife and I watched her and her friends all night long, including doing a multitude of shots with them, we all were feeling pretty buzzed and beyond. When the night ended. My wife's neice and her boyfriend came back to our house(she was staying over night , cause it was too far for her to drive...
let me start by saying she is only my neice by marrage so its not quite as bad as it sounds but it was so great you would have to try it it was a friday night 3 weeks ago i was home alone just watching the box when the door bell rang so i get up and to my suprise theres my neice all dolled up as if she was on hee way out on the town i invited her in as i saw no harm in it as i expected her to try and bum a lift in to town as we walked through to the living room i couldnt help but notice how...
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"I did it! I finally got through the thing, every day this week!!" Sophia was exultant. "Yup. And with time to spare," Warren said. "I still can't believe you got back this quick," June, their coach, commented. It was the beginning of October. Sophia had given birth only a month and a half earlier, and had pushed herself to get back on the ice right away. It was painful and difficult, but it had worked. They were almost right back in form, with over a month to go before Cup of...
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Hello People, I am here to share my experience that happned when I was doing my 2nd year engineering. Ok Let me introduce myself. I am Dhaya from mango city who loves matured mangoes very much. I am well built good height and have all the mandatory qualification to satisfy a thirsty women. My aunt Ishwarya was in her mid 30’s and I was 22 by that time. Let we mention her Ice, she looks like actress Kushboo in her earlier days. Yes, she has good assets with her. My first incest thirst was...
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The water on the lake was frozen smooth and no snow had yet settled on it’s surface. Audrey had been waiting for a day like this all year. In the morning, the she had turned her car radio on as she drove to the local newspaper office were she worked in hopes of some good news. The weatherman did not disappoint her, assuring her and his other listeners that the lake was frozen solid enough to go out on it. In a few days, the lake would be dotted with ice-shanties, tip-ups, and snowmobiles, but...
"You got out the satin sheets, I like where this is going" A single candle lights a sultry bedroom scene where a couple enters, freshly invigorated by a shower they enjoyed together moments earlier. "lay down and enjoy them" The handsome man prompts the woman. She crawls to the center of the bed and sprawls out, purring with a sultry sound. Her body is slender and graceful as she leans up on one elbow and smiles at him. She winks and gives him her best 'come hither look' He is a strong and well...
Six foot two inches of tanned muscular glory glided towards my empty bed. He had that thing. The gorgeous face, the chiseled body, and the sexy swag… This is what I needed: the dick. His wife was a lucky bitch to have him. But I wanted him all to myself: a one-on-one fuck feast. The teasing in New Orleans left me craving his searing flesh way down deep inside my chocolate cavern. Now, he was mine. This was going to be so good. Richard looked at me and rubbed his throbbing pole, parted my aching...
SeductionMelting the Ice I knew I had been had! Something was not right at this very moment. I had done this very thing several times before? I had gotten more brazen I know, but how could this be. Let me tell you my story if you will. Fifteen years of marriage. I am a happily married man! No complaints to speak of! My lovely wife Sheila had told me several weeks ago that she and her sisters were going to Las Vegas for a week. I would be left alone at home to fend for myself. I had planned...
???? Her eyes slowly blinked open to the soft sunlight seeping through the curtains. With a little yawn she turned her head to him, her soft lips curled into a smile as her eyes instantly found his. He'd been watching her sleeping again, as he so often did. She whispered good morning in that soft husky morning voice of hers and leaned to towards him. That was when she realised something was wrong, she couldn't move close enough to kiss him, glancing upwards she saw her wrists bound by...