Chap. II - Bio Love - "All Petticoats free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)
Chap. II - Bio love - "All petticoats
CinquanteNerf Bio

--- Part II ---

Other stories http://bisoumidomi.unblog.fr

After my first experience with Mireille who had perfect my education in the field of lovemaking, I began to assiduously courting the girls my age. I soon realized that there was now a gap between their desires, their desires of young girls and what I expected of them myself. But what I want you cracking up for an almost infinite number of faces, pairs of buttocks also.

More ...

Men are often characterized by a disproportionate ego, and in terms of female conquests they tend to idealize. Ultimately when it comes to women men have known all that gorgeous girls to flawless plastic, the ideal waist.

This is not my case, I do not idealize my conquests, I met some lovely girls, but I've known girls who were less fortunate or whose plastic was poor and had some packages of extra pounds. But for me it does not matter, what matters is the desire to take and give pleasure.





The beauty of plastic are certainly more often, but ultimately I made often much more fun with girls say common, while I got bored with beautiful little girls. I remain deeply convinced that a pretty girl, knows she has some advantages, a girl less blessed by nature often offset by more daring, and sometimes they are so eager to please they access all of our requests here or pretty girls refuse.



For me there is not beautiful or less beautiful girls, some girls who really love the game of love without taboo, others bend to it because it can not do otherwise but in go well. Strangely in the latter category we find a high proportion of pretty women. I often jokingly my type of woman is "the one who said yes."



When I look back on my years I can not understand what might attract a woman home. I am not physically, at least I do not think the masculine ideal of the ladies. Maybe it's a matter of persuasion, it is true that I can quite easily by the discussion to explain things, has often debunk. This is the key here? I honestly do not know. Especially if we made a quick tour I had lovers whose age ranged from 18 to 60 years, women from all backgrounds, of different races and social status very different then what? How? Why? This is truly a mystery. Do except those which were to me for an hour or overnight in parts of said fine.

Consider also the question of how many of my conquests. While women accounted truly my hands enough to count them. By cons to know how many women I held in my arms, then I am unable to give a figure, if I attempt an estimate I would say including the mistresses of a time well over 100. This is not a glory, I do not talk too much and ultimately then why bother? The observation is nevertheless fun.



All the time I spent in my studies, all this time was punctuated by encounters with some girls that I still remember.

Of course the first one I won, because Mireille had chosen me and chewed me.



Fabienne, very tiny little dark skin, black hair and deep brown eyes, your pretty eyes flecked with gold. Breasts she had none. Despite my hours of practice with Mireille, I must say that the moment I was finally alone with Fabienne was exquisite. My heart was pounding. For some time we were together and we had already exhausted the record of kissing, fondling naughty sometimes more than we had reached a more recovery on the verge of ecstasy by our caresses but never before have we taken the plunge.

This Saturday there in his room, absent parents, Fabienne was as hot embers, I had felt the first kiss. Usually she would not let me pet her only through her blouse, and she just slid my hand through the notch. It's a delight to feel the warm skin and thrilling that it craves. And then I felt his heart beating in my hand.

When I closed my fingers over her nipple she let her head fall back and gave a little groan, his hand did not remain inactive and it slipped into the waistband of my pants. She never had dared. Our mouths were eating, our hands were discovering the nooks formerly forbidden. My cock was erect, his hands touched me, this had the effect of electric shock and my cock hardened even more.

She looked at me lovingly, we dared not speak. I began to undo the buttons of the blouse, I expected a moment's notice to a veto. But nothing came impede my progress, the worse it was going up my shirt to take it away. The blouse was a memory, her little black bra is unhooked it and who shamelessly threw to the ground.

We were both shirtless, now kneeling on her bed. I stroked her shoulders while our mouths were welding again. I was surprised by the softness of her hands on my back and my chest and especially the effect it produced in me. I let my lips down her neck, she let him, kiss and then I covered the space between her small breasts before laying kiss on the spikes tightened.

We stared, a fire was burning in her eyes, obviously we had passed the point of no return, we could not stop there. She was beginning undo my belt and I had rolled up her little skirt, kneading her buttocks for a moment before sliding my fingers under the elastic of her panties. Under my fingers I could feel her fleece and down below the wound moist with her pussy, my finger down into the slot and wetness gave way to moisture.

Fabienne as I was in a state of intense excitement. I wondered if I could not squirt before arriving in port. And I almost well from when she finally lowered my pants and my briefs letting my cock jump. She did not hesitate and took me in his hand and gently she slid my cock décalottant has inflated this time I thought I was leaving, I felt a drop up and down my rod and beading at the end of acorn. Within moments we were naked.

Fabienne was lying, kneeling beside her I caressed her body, she has continued massaging my cock gently. My fingers took hold of her wet pussy, she opened her thighs leaving me to work my way. My time spent with Mireille and his advice was useful, gently with my thumbs I pushed open the outer lips and pink wet furrow of her sex, and he was wet, shiny, shiny. I spread the lips to see the little button that sat at the junctions. Fabienne shuddered and uttered little moans very exciting to As my exploration. I leaned my lips touched his cock she gave a little cry, she felt good, it was peppery, pungent smell I loved her. My tongue began to explore her sex, this time began to moan Fabienne his hands were resting on my head accompanying my movements, it was really wet, even soaked and I added my saliva to its dew. Her clitoris was swollen and protruded more and more, the tip of my tongue annoyed him pulling Fabienne cries more and more pronounced. My cock ached stretched and rubbed against the sheet. She was suddenly much more humid while rolling her hips. She pulled me on the head now and said that one word "Come". I placed myself between her thighs, my cock hard against her soaking wet pussy. She embraced me and looked at me lovingly. My sex stumbled, Fabienne had never known a man before me, reminding me of advice I was Mireille as gently as possible. My hands hemmed her face, I pushed slowly. His eyes wide open was an invitation to move forward. She screamed and I felt my cock penetrating her, he was burning and throbbing around my stiff cock. Fabienne had closed his eyes. She crossed her legs around my back and I started to come and go him withdrawing squeaks. His fingers tightened on my back, her nails were then plowed me. His cock was narrow and I felt riding my pleasure, I slowed down the movement, but I penetrated deeper into her Now I slip into a jacket soaked and burning, I felt the contractions on my sex massage in adding their comings and goings. I could not stop myself I was going to retire when she pressed her thighs and in one breath I said "no rest" these words were the signal and I giclais in his belly that was bewildered. At this age, needless to say that reservations are important and I literally emptied it into her mouth while taking in one of the most passionate kiss. By removing myself I noticed that my sex was somewhat reddened, Fabienne was a virgin she had never hidden. And she enjoyed it for this first time what is in fact very rare, I think she owes to the lessons of my first mistress. And it's really filled it came to snuggle in my arms. These moments I will not forget, I have never forgotten and I am surprised myself by making this effort of memory to write these moments spent, the sharpness of the facts.



I admit I had fun with Fabienne, but comparison with what I had experienced with my Mireille initiator has given it a big advantage. It is therefore a little disappointed in the end I ressortais this embrace.

I thought being in love and that Fabienne is the woman of my life .. I realized a couple of months later that it would not be the case. I flashed on another kitten and she on another guy.



I had some great adventures and misadventures see, as this rather chubby blond whose name I forget that one night out of the box had decided to make a real pipe, like a large. Ensconced in my first car by the way, the beautiful tail gobais me with some art I must say, sucking me licking my glans, showing me very deeply into his mouth, while I was kneading her breasts to a hand. I like to have fun but I do not like my partners to be unpleasantly surprised and feeling come the conclusion of this pipe very pleasant I tried to prevent it by his head away so it does not take all the rain without warning station. At that moment she looked up and has continued unabated pumping me, so I left and do what had to happen happened, I giclais not in his mouth but literally in his throat because of the beautiful up there I swallowed my heart completely. It must be said in his defense that we had drunk a lot, probably because of his behavior .. kamikaze But it was brief and violent .. I had just finished emptying her shudder as I was emptying the stomach of my pants .. The warm feeling for the less interesting .. was still marred by the smell and mess on the seat of the car .. Shame but it was probably the last time I had the pleasure of having fun with it.

Sometimes it was me who hit me a nameless shame .. an evening party I had plugged a beautiful brunette, has very distinctive bronzed wish, fearless superb small firm tits in a bikini casting, not the least underwear on this side .. I quickly saw that there was not anything under her skirt. Again the whiskey sank afloat and I had full you must admit, Karine also, I remember his first name because we made a few months together. This was our first time she was not glorious but threw no shadow on the following. I always preferred the three piece suit to jeans / basketball .. And I was used to tie this outfit .. that does not displease women far from it .. ca please the casual but chic look a little is probably more reassuring and it sticks in my physical done. Karine had so cracked and big girl she felt that the rollings of shovel and other appetizers is not sufficient to calm us down .. As much as me it felt like a little sport ..

Hand in hand we éclipsons to the empty parking lot, my car is where we designed a more cushions R16 TS at the time it was pretty good .. In less time than it takes to say Karine is on the bench the whole skirt up her mound shaved at my disposal, my pants around their ankles history of being at ease .. a session licks puts it in all its forms .. Alcohol helping our inhibitions were largely fallen .. it is true that for my part I have never had much. I decided it was time to get into the thick of it .. and there can not drag me into it, ca resist, I push myself to make fart tail, nothing works. The beautiful under the influence of scotch Just Fun lets himself go gracefully .. pushing a few groans and grabbing me by the neck .. After several tries I finally have a presence of mind to take a look and there I see my tie firmly planted in her pussy, I was trying to return my tie as a hood .. I removed the object of crime that had delicious wet spot and a wonderful smell .. after .. And I could finally eat little Karine ... and I must say that despite this mishap she was thrilled with this first assault, implying that I had rarely got it off like that .. Obviously the guys who try to put on a tie in their girlfriend .. this is rare .. Yet I had donned strange things here .. but here it is for later.



Finished their studies and found all the job become easier, there is one independent in his salary, even though it is still a bit in the parents we are free to go where you want and flutter with the girls .. This avoids embarrassing situations .. I very rarely brought a girlfriend at home in all and all for only 2 .. my ex wife and current wife that does little for the number of women consumed. Embarrassing situations I have known yet like the time, she will forgive me do not remember his first name I had on me and well set in his little girl over a hole that was raging round, a who loved to hear real fury of insults, I admit that this kind of game I've always liked but I had some harder than others. She then rode back to me, sitting really well impaled on my cock, I held her by the hair pulling his head back and called her a whore and a slut when of a sudden she screams and freezes .. Given the size of my partner I did not see anything and I said "So stir your ass slut" and I heard a cold voice declare, "No it will stop immediately returned mom" I never disbanded as fast I think .. I'll spare you the soap, and all the fuss .. we were therefore major nothing major but it's downright rude.

I was not 20 years but I liked a lot older women and I made the conquest of a lot of married women, usually 10 or 15 years older, sometimes much more, since one of my victories were 35 years older than me. I do not regret at all these choices, we never proposed marriage, I did not feel compelled stuck to the code of conduct with a girl .. These women had only one desire, kiss, have fun with a younger guy .. I wanted only to have fun and not get involved in things sustainable. Everyone was happy .. The advantage was that I changed partner almost every day .. Do not think it was 7/7, 365 days a year .. I happened to pass evenings alone .. or with friends. But I must admit that several years running were very satisfied.



One of my conquests say mature, so had 56 years, beautiful and very beautiful woman who took care of his body almost sickly. I met her through my sports activities, bank manager her husband had been wanting to do the shooting and that was part of the club which I was secretary. She had attended a bet of rejoicing that we had the secret, skewers, barbecue and especially a ball. Frankly Monique see happen (do not laugh not) in suits, high heels to come and share our merguez (not this one yet ..) was the highest comedy. She was incredibly kind, and we were to care for her little above me .. I could not tell if it was really blonde or brown with the view of all colors and as her pussy was completely hairless I would be unable to say .. it can be had gray hair, but even I probably never saw one. It's prom night, or set in motion (so to speak). She came with her husband, the club's annual fiesta prom labor intensive and I participated as an organizer. But once the party started we had our moments of calm .. Monique and I must admit that I turned it around for a while now, I felt that she appreciated the bit of course I did. I invited him to dance, she accepted with good grace, smiling. A slow or I never would have tried the invitation is about as good a dancer as a grizzly. And there .. after barely a minute I knew I would close in bed with her at one time or another. She pressed herself against me, entwined without worrying about her husband who I must say so himself did not care either saw nothing, I realized after he did not care because it valued more young men .. (Something I could not understand was this time ..). One thing is sure Monique was overlaid against me, I felt her breasts against my chest, her stomach rubbed against mine and of course I do not know **** r in res that I put a bandage like a deer. She felt that obviously I was not indifferent. We were playing against cheek when she whispered "I feel that I please you," I whispered, "Yes and I would have a hard time hiding it." She whispered, "I'm going to the toilet outside joined me."

I made myself do not pray, and I slipped back to my conquest. I repérais not far from the toilet, huge pantry in this hobby we all had to find a quiet place. An empty room with a small office in the middle we held out his arms in the darkness. She took my hands I took her by the size it was very thin, and without a word she let him kiss her, a deep kiss her mouth tasted sweet and fruity. After a moment she looked at me and said "you know how old I am? Here bother you? "I pressed against her, my cock was still hard. "You feel like it bothers me" She laughs a good heart, I began to slide my hand under her skirt "Not here, I prefer my comfort to my age, you are such a hurry? "And laying his hand on my bump she added," I can not leave you like that it's on .. "She opened my pants and released my cock gliding along me took me in her mouth. She was pumping like crazy, not to get rid of the chore, but it was his way of doing, she always looking up at me savoring each of my facial expressions watching for the moment or I would leave. What was not long and far from saving me finish or hand she looked at me open-mouthed my cock on her tongue and made me enjoy it while I watched. Keeping everything in his mouth, licking his lips .. She swallowed my juice with pleasure. Then she got up and came to lay a kiss on my mouth that first introduced me to the taste of cum. She left me and gave me such a return in the weeks that followed.

Revenues in the room, the party continued in full swing, I was dancing again with her and delight in the promise of seeing her accomplice and a hug more than stealth. I remember clearly that between the ball and our first appointment the wait was long. I really fell for this woman. His age was not embarrassing for me, I clung's my feeling, I wanted her, she was attractive, a bit mysterious, plastic its much younger girls were the envy. I could tell a woman can and can boast of such a body at that age. Monique was tall, thin waist, breasts were firm with studs has to be damned, I still have a weakness for dark nipples, long and thick. Monique I regaled his huge spikes was always very sensitive hard, grainy and dark skin. She was not satisfied with caresses cutesy, she loved manly manipulation, be driven by worshiping nipples feel pinched or crushed or see some buffs. Monique was one of this kind of operation successfully implemented, leading to orgasm. I would pass on our first date that he was hot was not less than classic. We spent the afternoon and evening making love in the apartment, on the bed, the table on the floor I left exhausted. She said "you should get together sometime soon how you eat me pussy is truly divine, but you're a little shy" I was looking for what I was shy ... a little young cunt and the big head I thought I fucked like a god when I had a lot to learn even if I was doing pretty well.



It was during my second appointment with Monique I known things that later I'd discover a lot of partners, more curious than others.

Monique's husband was away and we all had fun during the weekend for us, I learned this news with enthusiasm, I really had a soft spot for this beautiful woman. Do not think that our relationship was limited to only parts of legs in the air even though our meetings invariably ended well anyway, we had more leisure. Monique and loved to show with me in town, meet friends, she had no shame, and provocative. I do not count the number of times she introduced me to her friends as downright her lover, she was often praised me, advising to take a young lover. I never took the opportunity to be unfaithful to him, yet countless times her friends are trying to spend time with me. Some have been to my taste but I respected her too much for him to do that. I have long questioned my feelings for her, it was not neutral, but we had lucidity enough to know that the age difference anyway we imposed a short relationship. She was honest and had left me free to have other women in my life, girls your age had she said. But at least in the early months of our relationship I would rather devote myself totally to it. I still think I was a little in love with her and I did not need other than his caresses.

So we had a whole weekend to us .. We had dinner at a restaurant. Monique was tasty and loved the good things of the table and sex, I learned a lot in these two areas with it. But she told me to come in early in the afternoon of Saturday ...



She came to open the door of his apartment and undressed. Black and diaphanous he hid nothing from his body he showed off. Without fear of being seen she remained in the doorway, swaying her hips. "Do you like it? "And then looking down to my cock which was already holding my pants, she shook her head came up to me and took her hand in drawing me into the apartment.



Just came I took her in my arms, I plaquais against the wall and we exchange a long kiss while my hands caressed her.

Monique was one of those women who loved words raw, she liked to be spoken during lovemaking. At first I had a little trouble with that but I realized quickly that it excited me too.

I felt his hands febrile remove my belt, my pants and rejoined the floor. With a little effort, because AC does not come naturally, I always told him "Suck me bitch" I saw the spark of fun in his blue eyes. Open mouth, trembling, she glided along to snap me my hard cock. It was a delight she sucked in a unique way, by coming up fairly violent quickly, taking me deep down her throat.



I am not an ass, I have a sex medium 13 or 14 cm thick enough any more. No partner is no complaint of too little .. sometimes some of them made a face when I borrowed the service entrance. Two women I have been a problem, a beautiful Eurasian whose pussy was tight as hell and I preferred to take her from behind and my little Camille shrank so much that we were problems at first, but I would talk to her more later if I have the courage.



Monique was pumping me kneeling in the hallway, I had removed my clothes that were now loose on the chair conveniently present. I now want something else, and I did not want cum in her mouth what would have happened if it had continued at that pace for another minute. I was reporting, I removed the thumb and any saliva glistening on her lips, before pulling it toward the chamber. She fell back on the bed, after removing her negligee. Taking her ankles I pushed her thighs wide, her pussy without any hair, with its small dark lips that greatly exceeded the already great all shiny. "You kind of slut is wet" She looked at me intensely with both hands she spread the labia open pussy big. Her button was prepared and clearly visible, shiny and swollen already. "Eat me baby, make me scream" Monique became excited once coarse, profane when it was the same courtesy in everyday life. It is true that the pipe she had told me it had the effect, it was this breed of woman who takes really enjoy certain acts, oral sex and put it in all its forms. Often when she had me pumped thoroughly and swallowed all my sperm was sufficient for a few caresses it reaches orgasm in turn. She loved my mother, she said that no man ever gave him much pleasure in this way (here I think because I'm often told after). She often called me my "velvet tongue".

I knelt between her thighs, and I began to lick the button, he was tense, swollen engorged with blood, totally scalped like a little acorn. She began to undulating hips, throwing the pelvis forward burying my face in her pussy gaping. Monique uttered long moans interspersed with cries. I slipped two fingers into her pussy instantly tensed on this entry. She sat up on his elbows looking at me and said "Drives me your hand!" I had never practiced this stuff and I must say that in this time it was rare to see in a magazine or a movie. . the fist did not have the notoriety that in these days. I had to look silly, because it got mad a little bit .. "But if! gonna try it .. "I was afraid of hurting her but obviously my two fingers were off .. I examined her vagina throbbing, she wetting the more, the juice becomes thicker less transparent. I took a real pleasure to dig the well, I added a third finger that found its way smoothly. The more I pistonnais more it opened. I continued to cram more and harder, she straightened straightened up to see what I did. "Beat her cherished me, burst me," she cried. A fourth finger had joined the trio .. With my thumb I massaged her clit while I pistonnais 4 fingers of my beam. I was more excited. My cock was so tense that I was completely scalped, my glans rubbing against the sheets I had great difficulty not to splash out. "Your hand sinks there'll be all thy hand" she cried. I folded my thumb in my palm and I continued af *** er her cunt slime. She wet a lot fortunately if this penetration caused him much suffering. I dared not really f *** er I took advantage of spasms to earn a few millimeters. She moaned and writhed in pleasure not pain, but this time it was hard to do things in perspective .. She obviously impatient, putting himself at one point she sat almost grabbed my wrist and made a sharp blow to penetrate my hand full with a cry of b**st. The sensation was incredible. My hand was enclosed in the muscles of her sex quivering. I was now almost closed fist. Monique was in a trance, his eyes returned she enjoyed. My hand was really compressed, relaxed pace of pleasure that came in waves of increasingly strong. Her anus was also the game, he opened spas modestly over the contractions. It flooded the bed. We just wet it but thought I was doing penetration pee (I later learned that it's not quite true). I wanted more .. I had stayed intercourse, while in the action but now I was too excited ... "Enjoy bitch, there'll cry, I'll splash out on it" I was kneeling beside her my hand down deep into her. But I brought it anyway .. She sat up clutching my cock tense and draws me to it .. "Come and enjoy in my mouth filled my mouth" And a few will return it makes me cum on her tongue, mouth wide open, I see the spray flowing down her throat, spattered her lips, her cheeks even her hair .. I feel her pussy that opens more and I withdraw my hand she screams while a urine stream crashes into the ground .. His cock is wide open, the cervix is ​​clearly visible, and a thick milky nectar flows slowly towards her anus, my hand is covered in my wrist wears a bracelet sparkling white .. Monique is swimming, it draws me to her and kisses me, his mouth still full of sperm. She was already doing on our first taste amorous exchange but there is something else, and far from being disgusted I am excited and I let myself be licking his cheeks, his lips to collect my own seed. I am surprised, but I liked This might explain things .. predisposition may be .. but I've never been reluctant to taste my cum on a mouth, sex, fingers or anus.



In one night, I had two things that I had not yet arrived, the fist and it made me discover that I always enjoy, share taste semen also was a new experience. Regarding the fist Monique also introduced me to anal fisting, she loved much. It was one of our preferred practices in early years than our relationship lasted. We meet fairly regularly and she did not hesitate to me as soon as it had for a while and I was running. I really loved this woman, I knew it was short-lived but thinking I was probably a little love. I did not make a big effort has to remember his face, his eyes and mouth that made me fail so many times .. Monique was able to suck me non stop for hours .. and she is amused more than once to make me enjoy 3 or 4 times in his mouth before I could break.



Monique introduced me but also in an area that a lot of men often refuse. It is this beautiful mature woman who made me aware that a man could have so much fun if we took care of her anus .. Yep .. has the time to touch my asshole to talk bluntly .. but you are now getting ... It was not an option for me .. Gradually Monique had accustomed me to let me take a lick, and rise along my balls when she was sucking me, then she returned to the tip of his tongue in my ass .. I struggled at first to accept it especially took pleasure has come and kiss me right after .. She had noticed that I had a slight backward movement which amused him, but I liked his kisses too for refuse.

One evening she s' activated on my tail as often and spent little licks on my ass, I have a hard on like crazy. I felt the tip of his finger caressed my ass. I tried to push his hand, gently .. She brought me a tape and said "Idiot, lets you do trust me, relaxes you .. "It sucked me more beautiful and I felt his finger that revolved around my pad, after a moment I felt pressure and I instinctively shrank. "Let you do you will love my darling I promise" Not really sure I decided to let it come .. ca and if I did not tell him stop. It's not easy to relax when there is a something unpleasant.

The pipe was sublime as always, my cock glistened with saliva, I was very hard on her left hand she held my basic point that my veins stood, my cock was deep red. I felt his finger that revolved around my anus, then slowly she began to rub on, I was making effort not getting me, his finger began to walk round the edge of my little hole. Combined with the sucking my cock, it felt great, then I let myself go, his finger began to penetrate me being born unknown sensations unpleasant not far from there .. She pumped her finger and I was searching, I had the toes curled.

After a while I found the anal caress more enjoyable, ultimately feel that finger was search me up the heat .. I had not seen anything yet felt the least in this corner because I find it hard to see. I saw Monique watch me from the corner of the eye with a wealth of greedy pussy. "Is it good? "I replied in a whisper because I was beginning to lose a little walk. "Do not move it's gonna be even better." I had no time to react, I felt a second finger join the first, no pain only pleasure was the second intrusion. His fingers began to sink further into me, Monique sucked me more but kept my cock tight and décalottée, fueling my desire by all small and slow movements. While his fingers penetrated me .. Suddenly it was an intense thrill that I traveled, I did not know where she put her fingers she touched but the feeling was violent, but idyllic. My tail was stretched and I felt something go down my rod like I'm going to enjoy but it was slower, calmer. Then I saw a big transparent tasted was forming on my penis, a drop that began running down my cock. Another movement of his fingers even feel, an almost continuous flow being born now. It accentuais his massage, I felt the flow away from the base of my cock, get into the urethra and spill around my glans. I really lost this faith walk, it was almost as if we were in the state of orgasm, but in slow motion. I had shortness of breath that I wanted it lasts and I wanted to cum and to lay all the pressure. Instead she climbed increasingly now flow caused long viscous filaments dripped on my belly ran down along my shaft, spattered fingers of bright eyes that Monique did not lose a crumb of my pleasure. It was hellish ment good. This game lasted a long time, a good half hour. After a time the flow became milky my cock tressautais I was simply restless convulsion. I writhed on the bed literally begging me to finish. What she did instead of me she began sucking a slow downward pull décalottant my penis as ever, bending at the risk of breaking the brake, while supporting her massage .. And it was the explosion, I literally screamed like never orgasm when finally arrived, it's a gusher of cum that was propelled into the air I was getting anywhere on the face chest, the bed was dotted with spots The wall and the wallpaper had also benefited from my largesse .. I never ejaculated as violently or in as large quantity .. I was unable to move to say a word .. Monique came to lay his lips on my mouth and asked me a slut fingers that had just search me on my lips, I took them in my mouth to suck them without question .. She had just given me my first prostate massage and break down a taboo, my anus could be used .. to have fun.

We repeated this game quite often, and Monique introduced me to the male sodomy, making me taste of small vibro massage on the prostate which is a miraculous effect! Try it feels so good.



Monique was once a teacher who made me discover a lot of things, and analyzing our relationships, our games I realized quite clearly that she dominated me and I really liked here .. I was not aware but this has probably been important in the future.

Same as Chap. II - Bio love - "All petticoats Videos

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Dr Bio

                Dr Bio and his experiments(extreme,body mod,rough,teen,preg)    -by stHell66      A story of horror and violence, beware! a doctor and his uncontrolled lust of violent rapes. A warning to the reader. You have been warned-ah ah aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh      About a psychopath doctor practicing medicine, doing surgery's on helpless teen girls.   The cries of the hapless teenage a scream that could be heard thru the asylium. As Dr Bio bites into the moist teen breast, ripe to be bit. The...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

My Bio Teacher Vijitha

This is Ram name changed and hear is the story which held a year back with my bio teacher and I am 5.8 height and athletic body as this is my first story if there is any mistake please forgive me. I am from south India that is Tamil nadu, Coimbatore and this incident happened when doing my +2 as I was a average student in class and poor in my biology. I was asked to come for the tuition to my bio mam Vijitha name changed sorry forgot to tell about her she is a typical Indian woman who covers...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Sex With Bio Teacher

Hello all ISS readers, I am a frequent reader of this site and have enjoyed the stories. Now I am publishing my own personal experience which I had with my bio teacher. Her name is Sohini, she is a very sweet and sexy teacher. I was a good student and concentrated well in every class. All teachers were happy with me. In bio I used to have some difficulties and my teacher always helped me out. This happened in class 10. My teacher was a very hot and had perfect shaped boobs. They were round and...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 11
  • 0

Louie In The Sky with Petticoats

Dear reader: I hope you like this story. Your comments are cheerfully appreciated! Louie In The Sky (With Petticoats) By Spinner Copyright 2000 "Maybe it'll be an Olympic sport someday," Lou said with a grin. "Now you're just being silly," Bonnie replied, a coy smile on her face. "Blanket toss is just something my friends and I like to do to pass the time. You ought to try it someday. I know you'd get a charge out of it." "Well, at the risk of sounding like a chicken --...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

My Bio Teacher

Hi doston main Rahul apni pehali kahani yahan aap logon k saath share karney ja raha hu koi mistake ya galti ho jaye to maaf kariye mai 25 saal ka hun aur mujhe sex fantasy me bahut interest hai ye kahani jo Main aap logon ko sunaney ja raha hun ye meri aur meri bio teacher k saath hui sex ghatna pe aadharit iskey sabhi paatra asli hai jiska kisi aur k saath koi sambandh nahi hai ye us samay ki baat hai jab mai 12th std me padta Tha bachpan se hi choot k liye deewana tha aur bf to khoob pasand...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

My Sexy Bio Chemistry Professor

By : Praveen_singhbs Hello everybody. I am regular reader of ISS and all stories have motivated me to share a true incident which happened recently one week before. I am Praveen Kumar a pharmacy student of Bangalore. I am 6 feet, athletic and muscular body and I am very proud that I have a strong and long Lund. Its 9 inch long once erected and 3 inch in diameter. Now let me describe my bio chemistry professor. She is Vidhya, may be in early 30’s, very fare, 5 feet 9 inch tall, and very sexy...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Ramya My Bio Cum Sex Teacher 8211 Part II

So friends if u were waiting for the next part here it’s for u. before u read this story read my other story to get the ultimate enjoyment of this story till now u must have read how I was enjoying with her and she was my bio teacher and from few days she was my sex teacher too . while playing the game of sex I would do what was told to me by her to do her each move today was Sending current in whole of my body my each never had gushed with extra blood each hair on arms legs were standing a...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Hairy Pussy Of Bio Teacher

Hi friends me lovecandy so i was in class 10th and enjoying sex with Riya whenever I got a chance and she too had started liking being fucked by me though she never let me remove her kamij v used to only fuck only my penis and pussy . one day while playing I happened to have a fall and broke my left hand elbow and left leg knee so could not go to school for three months. I was a good student and a long distance runner and a very good student as it was my board exams year so my parents were...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

Practicals with my Bio teacher

This all began on the first day of school when I saw my gorgeous Bio for the first time. She was one of the hottest women I've ever seeen. With a flawless body which consisted of perfect tits(C-Cupped I guess) and a cute round ass that wiggled a bit every time she walked. If my conclusions were correct she was in her mid 30's and looked just like a pornstar. She could have easily modelled for PLAYBOY if she wanted to. I was often distracted by her lovely breasts in class and found it hard to...

Erotic
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Green Acres 4 Petticoat Junction Sans Petticoats

Green Acres 4: Petticoat Junction Sans Petticoats Produced by Jay Sommers [1965-71] Parodied by Ron Dow75 The man with the distinguished gray hair and fluttering tres chic yellow silk nightgown with white silk peignoir pulled up on the handle of the railroad handcar with both strong arms, while the small woman just a few years older than his sixty, in sky blue linen knee-length dress and jacket with short white- trimmed sleeves and rounded corners pushed down, propelling them...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

Studying the biology of my bio teacher

The incident took place when I was in 12th std… My biology teacher Manju was very beautiful and damn sexy. She was about 24years old and not married. She had very big breasts. Her breasts were so big that her bra, blouse and saree could not hide it. It was protruding. When taking classes I used to watch her breasts and navel. I used to dream of fucking her. One day, after the class I was standing down the stairs. I saw Manju coming down. but on the stairs she got slipped and she fell down. As I...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Cathy Cook Bio Ch2 Truro

Much of what I will talk about is the story that appeared in Time Magazine which also made the federal government "close up" the beach. I will talk about one item the reporters either never learned about or wouldn't report in a "family" magazine. What the magazine did talk about was the new "trend" towards nudism in the US. This was in 1975. Things haven't changed much in the last thirty years. If you want to practice nudity you can do it easily in resorts and camp grounds all...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 11
  • 0

Cathy Cook Bio Ch1 Keith

People keep asking me the question if I am the Cathy Cook that Keith, the author of the Surfside series, was writing about. I think of "Letter to readers" as a love letter to me personally that we wanted to share with our readers. Also I was the author of the two comments at the bottom, numbers 6 and 11, that have my name attached. This was not a hack by someone like Keith to make me, the character in the story, look real. I think we both love each other though our romance has more...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Extended bio

For those who care to read it, here is a short story, or extended bio of myself. Some can relate, some can't, some may be curious. Everybody has a story. Here's a small highlight of mine...Some of my very earliest memories include being more interested in my mom and sister's clothing than my own. I have a very vague memory of when I was 5 or 6, parading around the house wearing my mother's panties while she, my dad, and my sister (almost 6 years older) all laughed and called me a sissy....

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

My bio living in Vegas non fiction Chapter 7

Two years have past for me after leaving the small town just outside Law Vegas where I was working for peanuts at a strip club. I met a few good friends there, one of which moved to Vegas with me. I have established myself in one of the clubs at Caesars place with some help of a few contacts I made before leaving my other job. It's a lot different out here. Money flows like wine and if you have a nice body and a pussy, you can make all you want. My kind of town. I have met a lot of celebrities...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Fun With Bio Teacher Part 8211 2

thanks guys for 2493 Likes i hope u liked my story part -1 kyunki yeh Gita sach mein maal hai sorry for the repeat . so as per gift if u want to ask anything about me or Gita ma’am message me on . so she kissed me but i said nahi maam mana ki i like you but yeh achha nahi hai . she removed her dupatta and opened her suit buttons i went to her and said ma’am main apke saath sex krna chahta aur sabhi bacche class kebhi . she was shocked and punished me to shave my armpits as a ladka armpits hair...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Married Into Petticoats

Married Into Petticoats a story by Prim Chapter One: Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue Simon Barber reached the top step behind Veronica and felt utterly flat. Surely his wedding day should be brighter than this: returning to his mother-in-law's house, carrying her coat over his arm as he waited for her to open the front door. He turned to see his new bride on her phone at the car. His wonderful Monica, together at last... although it...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Leslie in Petticoats

Leslie in Petticoats by Jenny Leeds For Nan Gilbert, with heartfelt appreciation of her pioneering effort. Chapter 1 Mrs. Chard and Mrs. Argentina got along famously from the first time they met. Both ladies were divorced; both bitter about their former husbands; both in their early thirties; both with thirteen-year-old sons. They had each inherited more than enough riches to remain idle and indulge themselves in their discontent. They were tall, elegant women....

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

The Unlikeliest Host for a Sex Crazed Symbiote

"I'll walk home, don't worry about me!" "Go ahead, I want to stretch out my legs!" Teddy, the hero Hulkling, mumbled to himself as he strode down the streets of New York. The hero has come off of a long day of heroism; stopping bank robbers and helping old ladies cross the street, the usual suspects for a lower tier hero like him. On days like this, he often opted to walking home, rather than fly, because it made him feel more... 'human'. Well, as human as a kree-skrull hybrid could feel. The...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

SpiderMan The Pink Symbiote

New York. The dead of night. Through the night air, a dark shape swung through the city. It hurled its arm forward, a rope of webbing flying from its wrist to the nearest building. Once secure, it swung down low before it threw its other arm forward, releasing another strand that allowed it to continue its journey. If anyone were to see the web-slinging silhouette, they'd most likely assume it was none other than the city's most famous resident. The menace of New York as the papers...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

New Symbiote Saga

It had spent millions of years hurling thru space till it landed in the water of this blue planet and bonded to a life form. It needs a host to survive in an active state. The one it had bonded with was known as Peter Parker/Spiderman. But few knew him by the last name. His life had been lonely for many years. His friends were few as was the number of his mates. He desired more, but didn't have the mind set and powers to do it. He wished for control over his life as well. These were the deep...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Cathy cook bio ch3 europe

Ile du Levant American nudists have an inferiority complex. We all know the real action is in Europe. I discovered that most European nudists don't even think of themselves as nudists, just normal people who sunbathe nude. What a difference from the USA! Most of us here on the Western side of the "pond" speak of Ile du Levant as if it were Camelot, once upon a time... Yet over there where you can go to the island for a day's visit most people don't even seem to know about...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Intro Bio section 803

It's your first year as a grad student at the University. Since you're new you've been stuck with the more undesirable lab teaching assignments, namely freshman Biology. One of your sections is the evening lab, which no one wanted but you've found works well with your schedule. And at least spring semester is almost over, with finals happening the following week. As you're about the start tonight's lab, one of your students raises her hand. "John, are you going to let us know what our labs...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

My bio non fiction Chapter 6

The strip club was getting old to me. Same old shit night after night. The only good thing was the money. I gave up on the Russia dude. Something about him I didn't like. He seemed to controlling. Maybe I need to take a trip to the Vegas strip and see what's up there. It's got to be better then the place I was at. All the bikers and tobacco chewing rednecks is starting to be to much. I got to the club around noonish I guess. Picked up my money I had in my locker and set at the bar to count it....

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

My Bio stripper days nonfiction Chapter 5

After the hot shower, I felt so much better. Of course the orgasm help a lot. I Dried my hair and realized i had no clean clothes. I sure didnt want to put on my clothes from last night with all the sweat and alcohol smell. I walked back in the living room where Amber was now fixing a fruit salad for breakfast, although it was already almost noon. "I've got a problem Amber" I told her. She came from behind the kitchen counter and put her hands on her hips and laughingly stated."I should say so,...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

My Bio stripper days nonfictionChapter 4

It was closing time. All the crowd field out of the club. All of us dancers dragged our tried ass back stage to get dressed and count our money. My feet were killing me. Im not much on wearing heels and wearing them for eight hours was almost more then I could stand.Once backstage, I flopped down on one of the sofas and took of my heels to rub my feet. The other girls were joking around about some of the men that they met and counting there money. I was to tired to do that. I took what money I...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

My Bio stripper days non fictionchapter

I stood there, looking over the crowd. Looking for a target. Every strip club has its regulars that come in often and most have a particular girl that they like to be entertained by. I had three but I didn't see them anywhere. Sen girls have sugar daddy's that they see outside the club. They have things bought for them. One girl has her own apartment and car, paid by her sugar daddy. I hate to think what all she has to do to keep the money coming. I don't think I would want to be "owned" as we...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

My Bio my stripper days non fiction chapter 2

After six months of serving drinks to a bunch of perverts, I finally moved up to dancer. For me, working in a "gentlemen's " club was exciting. I had always loved for men to Google and lust over me. I loved showing off my body. Working with very attractive girls was even more of a reason I liked it. Two weeks into my new position and I was catching on well. Taking my clothes off on a stage was very exciting and turned me on like nothing I have ever done. Being on stage was like advertising what...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

My bio part 1 non fiction working at the stri

I started out working in a gentleman's club (strip club) as a cocktail waitress. A friend of mine worked there and hooked me up with an interview. Two days later I was hired. I never was one to work fast food joints or the mall..yulk. I had finished collage but hadn't found work yet so I wanted to give this a try. After all, serving men drinks while walking around in barely nothing had quite an appeal to me. I always was one for showing off my body and making cocks hard. But first a little...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Mikhail Bio Going to be used in future story

Name: Mikhail MinkiSpecies: HumanAge: 19Gender: MaleClass: White mageHair colour: BlackEye colour: GreenSexual Orientation: BisexualInfo: Born in a lower class family in the castle town of Alaban. Mikail's father died in battle when he was but a lad, leaving his mother alone to raise him. As a result, Mikhail is a bit on the feminine side, even becoming a white mage which is a proffesion dominated by women. Mikhail was a natural genius at white magic, earning the respect and losing his...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Bio Experience With My Teacher

My name is Abu. I am 23 yrs old, I am from Coimbatore a city in Tamil Nadu if any females want to have sex chat or secret sex pls contact me secrecy is maintained my mail id is This story happened when I was in 12th STD. I am usually attracted towards beautiful and sexy ladies with big boobs. I am more attracted towards their boobs and navels. I was a virgin till my 12th STD. My first sexual encounter with my biology teacher. Her name is Manju (name changed). She was 25 yrs old and was...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 5
  • 0

Extended bio part II Cuckhold discovery

I never dated much in high school, but I related to, and became friends easily with girls. I wasn't totally feminine physically, but my brain was. Guys disgusted me when they would talk about girls as if they were peices of meat, bragging about sex they probably never even had. To me that was gross and I never liked hearing it. I've always been a 50/50 balance of both feminine and masculine. I love several sports, fooling around under the hood of an old car, guns, mowing the lawn, and handy-man...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 307 Our BioGate Strategy

Sunday, May 7 to Wednesday, May 31, 2006 (Continued) In describing the results of Dodge-Gate, I put the events of the preceding chapters first because they were the most visible events, and because they were also the necessary first step in something my families were much more focused on: the presumed death of Mark Anderson. What I'll simply call the "Parents' Strategy" was mostly Vanessa's work, resulting from a great deal of thinking that she'd been doing. After she'd developed her...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 308 Our BioGate Coup De Gracircce Going on Oprah

Sunday, May 7 to Wednesday, May 31, 2006 (Continued) And then for the coup de grâce: the girls went on the Oprah Show. Once the public believed how amazing Mark Anderson had been, Julia had sent an idea for a show and some supporting material to Oprah, who'd leaped at the chance; or as Julia thought of it, "swallowed the bait". Julia, Carol, Donna, Ava, Alexis, Pat, Katelin and several other girls were flown to Chicago, where Oprah's show is recorded. None of the Target Girls went...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

Bioterrorism AftermathChapter 1

Mideast tensions were at an all-time high--which was saying a lot. Every major Western government issued warnings about potential terrorist attacks. It was serious enough that the U.S. government actually sent troops to patrol the borders to keep terrorists out. They also doubled security at the airports and inspected every single ship that arrived in our ports and every cargo container they carried. What they hadn’t counted on were more than a thousand terrorists willing to die painful,...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Bioterrorism AftermathChapter 2

Stacey, Pam, Vickie, Diane, and I snuck into the dorms and crept up four flights of stairs, finding no guards posted. Quiet laughter drifted through the partially open door to the hallway where we were. They had pistols but weren’t expecting a full-scale military assault to come bursting through the door. Wisely, when it did, they left the pistols untouched. Seeing five guys and seventeen girls sitting comfortably together, all with a pistol nearby told me everything I needed to know. “I...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Bioterrorism AftermathChapter 4

Carla was in and out of the office all morning, both guiding the installation and helping Maria, the young woman working the Avenger sensor package. That afternoon, they worked with Chaquanda, a young black woman. They taught her to control the sensor package while Brenda worked with one of our pilots-in-training, showing her how to fly the Avenger. By late afternoon, they landed the Avenger and then they crashed on the bunks they had brought into the office on the other side of mine from...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Bioterrorism AftermathChapter 5

It was a late morning in early October when our road sensors went off for the twenty-fifth time. The rest had been individuals and small groups escaping their captors or simply looking for greener pastures. One coed group of ten stopped at the Oregon Border and called us or we might never have known they were there. They were all on horseback with horses pulling three wooden wagons of supplies and I don’t think their wagons would have set off the road sensors. I guess the metal in their...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Bioterrorism AftermathChapter 6

When the troops were all ashore, they began unloading equipment. The two Blackhawks started up and flew ashore. While the four tanks drove off the ship to the dock from the modified lower deck hatch, one Blackhawk flew cover while the other went in search of the first group. One tank was left alongside the ship and ten guards were left aboard to guard the women. The previous group had left signs spray-painted in Arabic along the route to their compound. Finding the compound empty and signs...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

The Happy Cure for the Big Biosexual Virus MistakeChapter 2

Like many parts of the military, the biological weapons division was designed with the hope it would never have to be used. The goal was deterrence of any enemies who might think it a good idea to unleash -- or threaten to unleash -- a biological weapon. While a scientist could understand this, at another level it meant their life’s work was most likely going to be useless. Now, everything had changed. There was a biological weapon at loose in the world, and it was now their job to cure the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

The Happy Cure for the Big Biosexual Virus MistakeChapter 3

The world was in turmoil. The inability to achieve orgasm was bad enough, but that hunger for sex was terrible. Infected people were instructed to pair up and have sex when they felt the urge. Where the ratios weren’t perfect a man could satisfy several women or vice versa. Nuns and monks could be celibate no more. Where same-sex groups got infected, a few people of the opposite sex would be recruited to meet their needs. In the early days, when the forty-seven men on an oil platform started...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

The Happy Cure for the Big Biosexual Virus MistakeChapter 4

“Hi, honey,” said Jim as he came in the back door. “Oh, glad you’re here,” said his wife Louise, kissing him. She hitched up her dress, pulled her panties down and leaned forward over the kitchen table. Jim pulled his pants and underpants down to free his rigid cock, mounted his wife from the rear and thrust in. “Oooo ... Aahhhhhh ... Mmmmmm...” they groaned and moaned. “One, two three ... Aaaaahhhhhh!” Jim felt the satisfaction of orgasm, though he didn’t ejaculate, of course. Just...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

The Happy Cure for the Big Biosexual Virus MistakeChapter 5

When Amanda was really little no one ever talked about sex. Then when she was seven everyone was all upset about sex and talked about it a lot. Then they got less upset but it didn’t disappear. Instead they started having sex in public. She had seen people having sex for years now. She had looked up to the three lovely Shaw girls next door, hoping she might grow up to be like them. But then they came over a lot and had sex with her two big brothers. She still kind of looked up to them, but it...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

The Happy Cure for the Big Biosexual Virus MistakeChapter 6

Dr. James Shaw was proud of what he had created. Most people had a healthy sexual appetite, but no one felt any compulsion to have sex. Masturbation to a modest orgasm was easy and satisfying for both sexes. Sex was practically guaranteed to be pleasurable. No foreplay was required. The encounter ended with an orgasm for both of them whenever either party had had enough, though the “One, two, three...” technique meant you had the satisfaction of giving your partner a big orgasm instead of a...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

Chap8 Transformations HoneyLee Nympho

Chapter 8 - Transformations In the days following our extraordinary adventures at the Holmstead’s, Paul and I, apparently sexually satiated for awhile, settled back into the quintessential Florida lifestyle – late, leisurely breakfasts on the lanai, afternoon cycling along beautiful trails, especially those from Port Charlotte, through Venice nearly to Sarasota, or kayaking the broad local canals, creeks and rivers. Evenings we made love, casually in the lanai, on the pool deck,...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Chap X New Things

On Thursday, they sat at the kitchen table and ate a simple meal of pan-fried pork chops with mild salsa. Green beans with melted pepperjack and a sprinkling of fried onions and seasoned pepper. Mashed potatoes with a hint of garlic, and Cajun seasoning. John and Mary had rediscovered the joy of shared dinner, now every Thursday, a Date Night. Each had favorites, and their own specialties. John prepared tonight. They dressed for supper -- sometimes casual, sometimes outrageous...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Chap 7Neighborhood Slut Part 3b

I reached down and retrieved my shorts from the floor and tugged the frayed fabric up my legs and nestled the crotch seam firmly between my buut cheeks, the thin strip of material barely covering my incredibly stretched hole. "I am really thirsty, can we go in and get sodas?"I looked over at my new friend still kneeling, staring at the garage floor with a slightly glassy look in her eyes, a mixture of cum and spit glistening on her lips and chin."You ok Julie?" I asked. She looked up at me and...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Chap 1 My First Android Robot

Tyler was frustrated. He sat in his upscale loft looking around at all the clutter that had been accumulating for months. His place wasn’t really that dirty, but it wasn’t really that tidy either. Tyler was frustrated because he had friends stopping by in a few weeks to visit during spring break, and there was no way he could host people in these messy surroundings. He thought to himself, either hire a maid, clean it yourself or just cancel on everyone. He sighed in frustration. There had to...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Attacked by Silk GlovesChapter 2 The Glove Trick

Paul woke up, his heart racing. He checked his watch on the nightstand. 12 midnight, so he had only been asleep for a couple of hours. "Gonna be a long night," he sighed. Ancient but unmistakably feminine smells surrounded him. He looked around the room, scanning its contents. Apparently, nothing had been touched after Rosemary's daughter had died. "A car accident," Rosemary had said, clearly still angry. "Hit and run." Old clothing was left on chairs and dressers, make-up lids were...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

The Clover Coffee Club

This story is a little creepy. Fair warning. The Clover Coffee Club By Joe Six-Pack The desire to create is insatiable in some people. They want nothing more out of life than to dream, to design and to build. No force known to man can stop a man when his mind his focused on the goal of making something. The need to leave something behind that shows you were here, that shows that you meant something, that demonstrates an existence validated by the object one brings into...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Chapman Associates Ch 01

The sun was hot in Phoenix without a cloud in the midday sky. Zoe Chapman sat at an outdoor café sipping an ice coffee and watching a young girl walking toward her. The girl was tall, tan and lean and blond and as sweet an innocent looking as she could possibly ask for. She was a college student from nearby Arizona State, a straight A student and as poor as a church mouse. Zoe on the other hand was a very successful businesswoman of thirty. She was a six-foot tall black haired beauty who...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 1

I was born chubby, my mom told me. And that is my birth, or as much as I am willing to tell you. My parents are Harry and Connie Reynolds. I was very unexpected, but in a way planned. When my brother was two, my parents decided to try for another baby, a little brother or sister for Damien. But after a year of trying, they were still unsuccessful. Years later dad joked, it was the best year of his life, sex everyday. I have never seen him run so fast after he saw the look on mum's face....

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 2

I was walking down the corridor towards the principal's office. My mind thinking and wondering, what had happened? Including weirdly enough, almost being hit by that car, the two seemed connected somehow. I had managed to find my way to the principal's office, even though my mind was on other things. Just as I reached the principal's door, I finally realized. I had stopped the car. I just stood for minutes, my hand held up ready to knock. I was in shock again concerning the realization I...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 3

When I awoke, it was dark. I looked at my alarm clock it was almost midnight. I got out of bed, switched on the light and decided to take a shower. After cleaning up and properly getting ready for bed, I returned to my room. I had not forgotten what I saw; somehow, I had seen an image of the future, or possible future. I was not sure, but things were different now, I had changed the outcome, but how? When I moved towards the window, it was instinct. I did not know why at the time, but...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 4

I awoke in a strange bed. I looked around the room, realizing I was in hospital. Mum was sat in a chair next to my bed, asleep. Why was I in hospital? Then I remembered. "MELISSA." I shouted as I sat up. Mum quickly awoke and stood up, trying to calm me down as I tried frantically to get the covers off me. "Sophie, Melissa is fine. Please try to calm down." "Where is she? I need to see her?" "She is pretty shook up, a few minor cuts and bruises, but her parents are looking after...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 5

The next morning I awoke feeling very happy. Melissa was still my friend and was still asleep next to me. I got out of bed and opened the curtains. The sun was shining, my head was feeling better and I felt great, good to be alive. Melissa's easy acceptance and friendship had helped a lot. Maybe it was a gift; maybe soon I would get another vision and help those in need. Those two girls could have died, and I had saved them, and even though I did feel like a freak, I had done something good....

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 6

Melissa and I had various theories about how my powers developed or how they work as they do. Thanks to my friends and family's love, influence and their support from a very young age, my mind seemed to have melded the two abilities together, Precognition and Telekinesis, in such a way, that I could predict and help people in need. During my last year of school, my gift was only an instinctive guide and was only able to help me directly and other people who were very, very close to me in...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Superlove the White Angels AutobiographyChapter 7

I began this book, giving you a glimpse of my first conscious experience of flying or floating as it was. It actually happened during the summer, when Melissa and I were both 18. It was during the holidays before we would start University. Both of us had enrolled together in a local University. David was heading to Stanford to do computer science. However, he would visit us when he could, which was all holidays and each other's birthday. We never did visit David the whole time he was at...

Porn Trends