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AmoreBy: Sue(White Woman/Black-Puerto Rican Man)------------------- Taiwan walked up the stairs of the six floor story apartment building, he,his wife and c***dren;Ty and Eriana lived in for the past three years. Looking to the elevator Taiwan seen his neighbor Danielle holding the door for him."Thank You ma"He said slipping into the metallic doors."No problem"Danielle replied with a big smiled.Taiwan glanced at her and smiled. She was a beautiful young lady around 5'7 in height,mocha colored...
I came up with the idea for this one some time ago. I just haven't gotten to it until now. Unfortunately It didn't turn out as well as I had origionally hoped, but I hope that some of the readers will like it. Untouchable By Morpheus The sign in front of me said Clairmont Institute for Advanced Medicine. Sighing, I knew that I was in the right place and started to go in. The institute was my last hope. It was one of those unpublicized places that do research and...
He had everything he could have ever wanted. There were nubile young women surrounding him as he counted cash on the counter. Then suddenly everything seemed to fall apart. There was the blare of police sirens, and everyone fled. Even the money grew legs and fled. Money growing legs? He thought to himself, how is that possible. He pondered the idea for a moment before everything faded to black, except that pounding noise, that siren. Millan woke up with a curse on his lips and he violently...
I got shit for brains. – Nervous Eaters, 1986 Josh was a mistake. Victoria knew it when she saw him walk in, swaggering across the floor toward the bar like he owned the place, looking around to see if anybody was watching his entrance. What an asshat. But Christ on a crutch, he was fine: lithe and muscular, a beautiful man in black jeans and a black leather jacket with soft, full lips and thick, dirty blond hair. It was his eyes that put her off, though: dull and incurious, and set just a...
Solange Allison sich erinnern konnte, hatte sie sich in die Schauspielerei vertiefen wollen. Aber aus einer strengen, religiösen Familie stammend, war sie entmutigt, es als Karriere zu verfolgen. Als sie 21 war, heiratete sie ihren High-School-Freund, der in Teilzeit bei der Lokalzeitung schrieb und freiberuflich für Magazine arbeitete. Sie arbeitete in einer Zeitarbeitsfirma und verdiente gut. Sie waren glücklich miteinander und hatten beschlossen, ein paar Jahre zu warten, bevor sie sich um...
Lelouch vi Britannia, that was his name, he was a royal prince, born of the Knight of One, the Knight of Justice, Marianne vi Britannia, he was an intelligent person, he knew things not many would, though he focused too much on the mental traits then the physical, though that could change. His father, Charles vi Britannia, wish to seek the end of the world's disorder, he wish to break the passage of time and bring a stale of mindless serenity in which all minds are connected and everybody can...
I got shit for brains. – Nervous Eaters, 1986 Josh was a mistake. Victoria knew it when she saw him walk in, swaggering across the floor toward the bar like he owned the place, looking around to see if anybody was watching his entrance. What an asshat. But Christ on a crutch, he was fine: lithe and muscular, a beautiful man in black jeans and a black leather jacket with soft, full lips and thick, dirty blond hair. It was his eyes that put her off, though: dull and incurious, and set just a...
BDSMAMUSE-BOUCHES AMUSE-BOUCHES A second selection of Startersby Velvetglove Author?s Note The three stories in this Selection are written from the dominant?s point of view. Like my milder Selection entitled ?Hors d?Oeuvres?, I found these three whilst tidying up my PC and decided to post rather than delete them. They are not short stories but simply first chapters to novels. If there is sufficient interest in any of them, I may write and post more parts.The three little amuse-bouches that...
I came home early that afternoon, finding Anita naked and stretching out on our bed.My sensual wife smiled at me, saying she was just beginning to touch herself; so she was happy I had come back earlier.I sucked on her heating pussy and fucked her brains out; but, after spending me, my sweet unsatisfied babe said she was still horny, aroused and not truly done after such a fuck.My wild bitch Anita then surprised me, saying she wanted to get a touchup on her little spade tattoo drawn on her...
Edited by Barney R. Messed with by me. She couldn’t seem to say anything to me without an insulting dig or a flash of anger. The problem did not go away, it only got worse. I am Carl Grimmaldi; I was 31 when my disgust reached a breaking point. I had been dating Margetta (Marge), for 4 years. She had a child from a previous liaison. Jack was a very good 6-year-old and I loved him as if I was the sperm donor. My father always told us, boys, “Anyone can be a father, all it takes is a stiff...
My Father is Gerald Alan McKesson the Fourth, and I owe my not being Gerald Alan McKesson the fifth to a general tendency to disapprove of anything which 'Grandfather McKesson' proposed. Whenever my parents spoke of my grandfather they referred to him in that manner, and I could indeed hear the quote marks around the words as they spoke them. Great-Grandfather McKesson was 'Bull' McKesson, and he, as was his father, were local legends and forces of nature in the region that included...
What kind of site is Solo Touch? Well, people love wanking. And they love reading about sex. Trust me, I know; I write about what people like to wank to all of the time.Anyway, it only makes sense that some horned up designers would get together and slap together a site for people to writing about they were thinking about or doing last time they slapped their sausage…or baby slit. Anyway, that’s the primary point of SoloTouch.com, but going off of the way it looks, it’s hardly been slapped...
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Premium Cuckold Porn SitesThis is part 2 of a 4 part story. There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 5: The Fan I was nine years old the summer my father moved us from Philadelphia to the nearby suburb of Ardmore. After many years as a secondary school teacher in Philadelphia, Papa had landed his first administrative position in the Lower Merion School district. For all of my short life my father had worked two jobs. After his teaching day was over he worked...
Here’s a pic of the two: http://ivyswonder.250free.com/rory-lorelai.jpg It started as a typical Friday night for the Gilmore Girls: they had ordered pizza, rented one of their favourite movies, and Rory’s boyfriend Dean was over to join them in their fun. Dean had been to enough of these Friday-Movie-nights to know that their favourite movies were ones that were easy to make fun of. Tonight was no exception, with the showing of “Plan 9 from Outer Space”, generally accepted as one of the...
This is part 3 of a 4 part story. There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 9: Awakenings I awoke the next day to sounds of laughter coming from downstairs. Ordinarily, I would have gone back to sleep but I recognized the voices of several of my sisters so I rushed to get ready to join them, it was either that or wait to be accosted by my young nieces and nephews. In the kitchen were my mother, and my sisters Gina, Gloria and Julia along...
I'm not the kind of guy who would have sex with just any girl. Even in the most debauched setting, it would require someone with whom I have at least a casual acquaintance. For the physical relationship to progress, so too would the connection between the two of us. In other words, I wouldn't bang a girl just because she is hot or popular.However, there is always an exception. To put it in her words, "the only exception" is Hayley Williams, lead singer for the rock group Paramore. The petite,...
Ashley hated school, he hated the students there and he hated the teachers Ashley hated school, he hated the students there and he hated the teachers. Through out his life he had felt victimised by people, singled as an out cast and bullied by people for no apparent reason. Was it his complexity, was it his attempt at wit with people, he just didn?t know. Smart he was tough no! Strangely in this world people often had more respect for the bullies, with there relentless fighting, verbal...
It wasn't going away. It had come before, and it had always gone away before, but this time seemed different somehow. This time it was heavier, lingering longer, filling up more of the empty spaces around her life. It was seeping through all of the uncaulked cracks in her psyche and was running down the walls of her brain. The cloud had taken on an almost physical form around her. It sat on her eyelids and made them heavy. It rested upon her shoulders and forced her to slump. Although she...
Just outside the city limits of Vancouver I found a truck stop with several trucks parked. If I wanted a ride, this would be the best place to get one. I was about to go into the restaurant, when I heard a man swearing. I walked on a little and saw a short man looking under the hood of his truck. He was swearing and cursing about his lousy truck. "Hi mister, what seems to be the trouble?" The man looked up from beneath the hood. "The damn thing won't start. Maybe the battery is flat....
Though it was a very fast train, with all the changes and the long distance it still took me all day and night to get to where I needed to go. I managed to catch a few naps in the train still I was quite exhausted arriving Tuesday morning early in Savannah. First I went over to the MORFS center to make an appointment. The secretary gave me a few choices and I choose the next morning early at 9 AM. After taking care of that I hailed a cab and went to my Uncle Frank's house. I was surprised at...
Ohnomore hybrid is, for the moment, at least, intertwined with Synergy 13, so many events are the same. But Gabe and Maren see things though different eyes, and react differently to the same words and their thoughts and actions reflect this. So please read both stories to see how each of them thinks and see what is happening. I got up early again and this time paid a little more attention to my appearance. I picked out some clothes I thought would be tasteful and even tried to get my hair...
I was ready to throw a lightning bolt at Lance at a moments notice when I heard Maren shout, "Stop it. Stop it you two." She stopped between me and Lance and touched my arm. In doing so she absorbed quite a lot of my electric energy and drained my power. I glared at her, but she faced Lance first and exclaimed, "Don't you dare shout a sonic blast or I'll blind you for a long time." She turned back around to face me, "You're not my boyfriend yet, so why don't you please go over...
I explained things to Andre who just showed up, and he said to go to the hospital immediately. I rushed over to the hospital where Snake had said that they had taken Maren to. When I got there I saw Snake pacing the waiting room and I went over to him. "Any news? Do you know what happened?" Snake shook his head, "Maren's mom called me. She only said that she and her sister had been shot in the dance studio. She didn't give any details though." Just then a good looking older woman...
Hailey and Amy were two popular 18 year old sophomore cheerleaders at their small midwest towns high school. They were both innocent and were always involved with school projects. Amy was a daddy's girl and Hailey had a boyfriend in the 9th grade. It was a game night and both girls were cheerleaders for the junior varsity football team. As seen at any small town football game; the cheerleaders were in their cheerleader outfits and they had their tiger cheek cheer fake tattoos on their face. Amy...
First TimeI was in Baltimore on a business trip and, as always when I travel, I extend my trip through the weekend to go to gay bars and more importantly the porn shops with glory holes. I go there for one thing--to suck as many cocks as possible. My preference is almost ANY black man or white fems and TS's. I took a cab after a gay bellboy at the hotel told me where to go for that reason. The cab dropped me off on a two block strip loaded with the bright lights of all-night porno shops. I talked to...
Derek was a typical 19 year old for today. He was of an average height, about 5'10", and build for his age. He had nice brown hair and green eyes. He wasn't exactly a jock but he wasn't a geek either. He liked to play sports but was never good enough to be on the varsity squad and he didn't like riding the bench so he had other creative endeavors. Derek excelled at his computer courses and although it wasn't all that suave with the ladies it did give him a change to get close to a few...
Chapter 1 Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I grew up poor, after all, and I know suffering. So, perhaps for that reason, I find myself especially attracted to the girls from...
Acknowledgment: Thanks to CQB for proofreading my story. Chapter 1: The Study Session Rory trembled on the end of the boy's cock filling her cunt, her hands and knees bruised by the hardwood floor. Her small, lithe body dripped sweat onto the floor while she grunted to the boy's thrusts from behind, her small round breasts pulled from her body by gravity, swung back and forth in time with his fucking motions. She felt her body flutter as the boy began filling her with his hot cum. She...
End of Summer - Two weeks before schoolRome, ItalyEighteen-year-old Jake Adams was in a night club on vacation wearing a chic black suit, which he thought would impress the Italian ladies. He sat at the bar on a stool having a vodka and coke. He used his fake ID which his older brother, Noah, made for him and it worked.A tall, leggy, gorgeous Italian woman with long flowing wavy black hair walked over to him in a tight skin black dress in her mid-twenties."Hi," he said with a wink and a cute...
Straight SexIt took a while for sleep to leave him as he slowly opened his eyes. The sound of the sea, gently undulating in the near-distance, reached his ears. He stretched his worn muscles across the surface of the bed, the soft high-quality cotton sheets brushed against his skin, soothing his weary body and, finally, he smiled. The memories of the previous night jostled back into his consciousness as the sensation of sleep dwindled. He remembered the restaurant they’d visited, just off a beautiful...
Tu sei Cody, un ragazzo che và alle superiori ed hai appena compiuto 18 anni. Questo è il tuo ultimo anno a scuola e non hai ancora trovato una fidanzata. Però hai una cotta per la tua compagna di banco, Alice. Lei a capelli neri, e dei occhi stupendi. Questo è un segreto che tu hai condiviso solo con il tuo amico Gino. In classe, lui si siede di fronte a te ed accanto a lui si siede Emilio un ragazzo con cui non parli molto. Alice, è quasi sempre girata con le gambe verso di te, appoggiata...
It took a while for sleep to leave him as he slowly opened his eyes. The sound of the sea, gently undulating in the near-distance, reached his ears. He stretched his worn muscles across the surface of the bed, the soft high-quality cotton sheets brushed against his skin, soothing his weary body and, finally, he smiled. The memories of the previous night jostled back into his consciousness as the sensation of sleep dwindled. He remembered the restaurant they’d visited, just off a beautiful...
Love Stories‘There’s nothing to go on for. Nothing for my heart to cherish, but if that is true, why am I still here. Why do I still have existence? I did all I could. I still do all I can. But why? Why am I here? Do I still serve a purpose? I can’t even see. I don’t want to see. The pain it may bring me is too much. But if I am here I might as well look. No it hurts too much. It’s like opening your eyes for the first time. Too much pain but I will try. Oh they opened a little. Oww Its to bright out there...
Bloody Sunday walked the station of footfall, looking for something. A small itch in the back of his mind spurred him on, as the dead blue eyes behind the metal mask scanned impassively, sizing up the local muscle. Casually vaulting the metal turnstiles, he strolled into a small encampment of beggars. The traditional cries of "alms, alms" abruptly ceased, and most of the beggars looked away if he stared at them. Walking the encampment, he stopped as a pair of young adults were getting into a...
Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I grew up poor, after all, and I know suffering. So, perhaps for that reason, I find myself especially attracted to the girls from the "wrong...
EroticStumbling into my bedroom I kick off those hateful, yet amazingly sexy heels. The hardwood is cool and refreshing as I start to feel the sweat cling to my flesh. The club had felt like a hundred degrees with all those sweaty bodies pressed together, grinding on one another as they danced the night away. My muscles are tightening now that my body realizes I’m no longer in the middle of that crowd. I’ll feel it in the morning, but that smirk curling on the corner of my lips confirms that I don’t...
MasturbationI don't want people to get the wrong idea about me when I tell these stories. Yes, I live with two sexy people, Tracy and Buck. Yes, I have sex with both of them quite a lot, both individually and all three of us together. And yes, they both have very dominating personalities while I don't. They are both a little older than me, each in their early thirties while I'm twenty-six. I was twenty-two when they asked me to move in with them.Our relationship is open, sexually speaking. Very open....
Oral SexIt was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
It was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
FetishJust as Gareth was about to begin to jerk his own cock the pilot announced that they need to take their seats for landing. Gareth sighed but knew he wouldn’t need to wait long for his first load to be spent.By the time they had landed all three of them no longer had erections and they disembarked and in their silk gowns followed Lionel Messi to the reception area. The warm morning sun made Gareth realise he wasn’t going to need his gown for much longer. Good morning gentlemen, said the...
This was going to be a blowout to start the summer. I invited everyone. My friends, their friends, pretty much anyone who wanted to come was welcome. I had recently broken up with my girlfriend of most of freshman year, so naturally I encouraged all my female friends to bring all of their female friends as well, and they did! There would be other guys there too of course, all my friends from the gym and such, but as far as I was concerned, this was going to be a summer buffet just for...
I also lived less than a mile from someone I had known (and been all but in love with) since high school. Her name was Betty. She was two years my senior and gorgeous. She had caramel hair, hazel eyes, a cute smile, and a great ass. Her tits left something to be desired, but the rest of her made up for it. Besides, I always preferred a great can to a nice rack. If, however, the chick happened to have both, it was a major bonus. Betty and I had hung out quite a bit since my arrival in...
We had already boarded our flight when Shirley asked why I was so quiet. "I guess I've just got a lot on my mind," I said, not wanting to divulge that I had thought of nothing but Darien's letter since Tammy let me read it. If she didn't trust me enough to tell me about the harassing letters and telephone calls from her ex-boyfriend she had no right to know the plan I was forming to put a stop to them. "We'll get to the bottom of this, sweetheart. Maybe it will turn out to be nothing...
Shirley broke the news that she was leaving at the end of the school year. My life was in shambles. How was I going to get through the next six months? For that matter how was I going to get through the next two days? Having her tell me she liked being my woman and wanted to continue in that role until she graduated did little to sooth my shattered feelings. She went so far as to say she would stick by me no matter what I did. What she left out or failed to mention was any commitment beyond...
Chapter 1 6:00 A.M. No human should already be awake at this hour, but Dominic is. This late-twentysomething is sluggishly brushing his teeth, just like how he has done for at least the past 365 days. What is Dominic doing up this early? He's getting ready for work. It's not that he hates work. It's just been the same. Over and over he goes through the same routine. Any and all positive reinforcement from his peers only sustain his contempt life. Well, not exactly all of his...
Chapter 3 5:34 PM Throughout the entire work day, Dominic felt energized. He completed all his modules and testing at a good pace and decided to clock out of work early. After grabbing a quick bite at the local sandwich shop, he walked briskly back to the abandoned apartment building. Once again putting the pin in the keyhole, he entered with ease. He reached the main computer room where Lady Bullet resided. The computer was waiting patiently for input. Dominic woke it up...
One Week Later - 12:40 PM Waking up late, Dominic lurched towards his bathroom. He looked at his reflection and groaned at his incredibly weary face. The faint signs of a bruise formed near the bottom of his eye. "That Inkpot really punches hard." Dominic said to himself. He lifted up his shirt and on his body were a few scratches, burns, and bruises. He sighed. No amount of bandages could help. Dominic plopped himself onto the bed hoping to get at least a few more minutes of...
6:00 AM No human should already be awake at this hour, but Dominic is. He couldn't help himself. He had been up all night coding, developing his solution to improve Lady Bullet. The night was spent with many trial and error, but it was almost finished. Dominic compiled the code one last time to make sure it was error free. A dialog window came up: NO ERRORS FOUND. He excitedly copied the code to a flash drive. Once it was done, he triumphantly held the flash drive up to the sky. "This...
12:01 PM Hourglass Tower is one of the tallest buildings in metropolitan Los Angeles. It is not only known for it's elegant and sleek architecture, but also for it's charismatic CEO, Judas Wallens. On this Tuesday afternoon, Hourglass Tower was bustling with activity. A purple carpet had been extended from the main entrance out into the street. Fog emanated from around as purple laser lights flashed against the building. The front door burst open, grabbing nearby attention. More fog...
TIME AND LOCATION: CLASSIFIED RING RING! Tom picked up the phone. "Uh, hello?" "Hey Tom!" Tom froze. His heart thumped out of his chest and he began shaking. "H- h-hi Susan." A brief silence. "Tom? What did you do?" "Nothing!" Tom almost screamed into his phone. "All the heroes are fine!" Silence again. "Tom, you know I have remote access to all the hero trackers right?" "Yes?" "So we both know-" "Yes?" "...about the hero alliance in...
*Black characters only read or dont, either way... dont fucking care'Mia had a thing for douchey dudes. Jerks always were appealing to her. I guess because she thought she could make them into a good guy that all men truly are. There was Paul, he was the arrogant jock who all the girls lusted after, including Mia. Paul was stocky and built like a lumberjack with a baritone voice without even trying. Paul had long hair that he kept braided, he was superstitious over it. His strength came from...
Betty and I continued to lie on the couch on our left sides while watching the movie. She was in front of me, and we were both still completely nude. We did have a blanket over ourselves, but we were naked. Her ass was right in front of my cock, and I was slowly getting hard again, but we were simply enjoying being together, and nothing else. While lying there, I absentmindedly was rolling both of her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Unbeknownst to me, this was arousing her. ...
Author’s Note: Hi everyone! Thank you all for checking out the sequel to Freshman Year Our main character Mark begins his second year at college. You can still read and enjoy this without viewing Freshman Year but I recommend at least checking out the original story so you can understand the characters. I’ve written over 600 chapters, over 240 chapters deep so there’s plenty of content there. I’m also starting this story from the end of one of the pathways so it might be a little confusing if...
The windows were open but the apartment was already warm on that Sunday morning in August. I watched as Shirley climbed into bed with me, anxious to see what she had in mind. We were on our sides, facing each other. It wasn't like her to be sexually aggressive but I wasn't complaining. Being in the shower with her the day before had opened my eyes; she had been transformed into an untamed savage, taking what she wanted. Shirley held up her hand and I acknowledged that she was wearing the...
"I can't do this. I already miss you too much. Please come get me. Sammy, are you there?" Marcy froze, looked in the direction of the answering machine and then at me. She wiped her tear-streaked eyes, showing concern. "Aren't you going to talk to her?" she asked. I was too stunned to move. Hearing Shirley's voice was not something I had anticipated when I formed the plan to invite Marcy to Pontiac and fulfill my promise to tell her my 'I got into a little trouble when I was...
It had been a slow process, deciding we liked each other, the first kiss, proving our mutual trust, sleeping in the same bed, deciding what we meant by love and finally professing our love for each other. Once Shirley proclaimed that she loved me she set out to prove it. The golf glove came off that Saturday night in the hotel and her sex-spigot turned on. "You weren't kidding about liking sex, were you?" I asked after our second time. She spread a clean towel on the bed and got back in...
Thursday Morning Closing the door and hearing it latch was evident that a switch opened something in Helen's expression, I noted. She watched me dress, followed me to the kitchen, watched me drink another glass of orange juice, and she never stopped chattering. She became silent when the door closed, or so it appeared. We were half way to the street and she continued with her silence, although she was clinging to my arm in the customary manner. I stopped walking, and she stopped. I saw...