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I hand off my clubs to be put on the golf cart and head over to the check-in area which is under an open air canopy. To the left there is a table for the coffee, juice, bagels and donuts. To the right is the table for check-in and across the front of the room were a couple of tables selling raffle tickets, school paraphernalia and other items to raise funds, each staffed by a couple of volunteer moms. This is definitely going to be a novelty having so many women around at the golf course. I'm definitely checking out all the volunteer moms. I headed to the coffee table after checking in. As I approached the coffee table I see Heather.

She is wearing a pullover collared shirt that shows nicely the curved shape of her breasts pushing out against her shirt reminding me that they are firm and make me think of how they fit perfectly in my cupped hands. She leans forward to get some sugar the top of her shirt falls open and I see the naked rise of her breasts and how their shape changes from the pull of gravity before they disappear under the material of her shirt. My gaze caresses the exposed cleavage and soft sides of her breasts the word delicious comes to mind, making me think of how much I must caress, lick, nibble and suck on her soft breasts right there. Her jeans are skin tight showing me her hips. Her waist is narrower than her hips and her stomach is flat, my hard on is raging in my pants.

I said " Hi " as I reach for a cup and it was as she looks up at me, she smiles and said, " Hi. Beautiful day for the golf tournament isn't it?" I held her gaze as I answer back, " Yes it is. You don't get many days where the weather cooperates this perfectly." I paused for a moment and then said, " Are you riding on the cart with my group?" I see a little blush coloring her cheeks but her smile just lit up. Her touch on my arm lingered for several seconds after she took her hand away I still feel the warmth of her skin on mine which is intriguing. I see my friend and his buddies had arrived so I headed over to them. I was introduced and we walked back over to the coffee table and talked as we drank our coffee. Just as we finished, one of the volunteer moms, which just happened to be the wife of one of the guys in my foursome, motioned us over to the raffle table and told us that we needed to buy some raffle tickets so they can get those new computers.

The thought of Heather is swirling through my head as I played golf. It was on the fifth hole that I saw her again as we caught up to the snack cart. There was a backup at the tee so Heather and I got the chance to talk and do a little more flirting. As I said goodbye to head up to the tee, her eyes held mine then she reaches out and touches my arm as she said goodbye. We caught up with the snack cart again on the fourteenth hole. I look up behind her and see a bungalow being vacated and the door is left ajar. Heather looked
at the bungalow then back at me with a smile and I nodded my head yes. Heather casual walked away towards the bungalow. I slipped away from the snack cart, I walked in and locked the door behind me.

Heather laughed as she wrapped her arms around me, holding on as I leaned aganist the door. She hummed softly, nibbling on my neck as I stood there. I growled softly as she continued to nibble on my neck, I gently pushed her away from me and pulled her over to the couch. She smirked at my growl, then she chuckled softly. Nipping at her thumb, I pull her closer to me, I smiled up at her, running my hands over her legs and backside. Heather returns my smile, her body reacting to my touch, to my closeness. She murmured softly. " You make me happy....you do realize that, don't you?" she asks, emotion flashing in her eyes. I smile softly, " You make me happy too, Heather." I tug her down for a kiss. She returned my kiss, lightly nipping at my lip. Her lips moved to my neck, pressing her lips against my skin.

I pull back and cupped her chin in my hand gently so she would look at me. " I understand there will be nights you are not with me and I'm cool with that." I look at her seriously. " My ex-wife will not become between us in any way." I let go of her chin and kiss her fiercely. " You're stuck with me, Heather. The only way you are going to lose me is if you tell me to get the fuck out." Heather met my eyes, her own filling with unknown emotions. She gasped as I kissed her, returning it and pressing close against me. " Good to know," she murmurs, " but it's not going to happen," she said, smiling softly. " Glad to hear that," I murmured as I brought her back down for another heated kiss, letting my hand run over her body. " You have no idea how much you've come to mean to me," she whispers, her hands shaking slightly as she slids them down my chest. " At first, it was some silly little crush, and then I got to know you....and then I got to touch you," she murmurs, her lips at my neck again. She nips at my skin as her hands slid under my shirt, humming softly at the feel of my skin beneath her hands. " Promise you won't leave," she whispers, her tongue darting out to taste my skin.

I growl softly at her touches, my hands sliding up under her shirt. " I won't leave, Heather...not willingly." I drew her shirt off over her head and leans forward to bury my face into her cleavage. " Your marks are fading," I mumbled. " You need new ones..." I turned slightly to bite her breasts hard enough to leave an impression of his teeth. She drags her nails down my chest as I buried my face against her cleavage. " They are...and I do," she said softly, moaning and pulling me closer as I bit her. " mmm
mmmm..aaaaahhhh..aaaaaaaahhhhhh..mmmmmmmm." She rocks against me, something about me leaving my marks on her waking up something primal in her. Lightly, her nails scratch at the back of my neck as she watches me.
Reaching around, I quickly unhook her bra freeing her breasts. " Fuck, I want you so bad, Heather," I purr against her skin. My hands become rougher on her. I stood her up so that I could unbutton her pants and tug them down along with her panties. " God, you are fucking gorgeous, Heather..." I murmur as I look up at her. " I'm yours to take," she moans. She arches her back, pressing herself against me. A soft whimper left her as my hands become rougher, and she bits her lip as I had her stand. She steps out of her pants and smiles down at me. " I'm glad you think so," she said softly. She steps closer to me, her eyes flashing with lust.

I growl as I run my hands up her legs and then around to cup her ass. I lean forward to nip hard at her hip. " Tell me what you want," I murmur. " Tell me what you want me to do to you today..." Heather smirks slightly, a soft hum leaving her when I nipped at her. " I want you to make me come, handsome," she hums softly. " I want you to make me scream again and again. I want you to fuck me and possess me and leave no doubt in my mind that I'm yours," she said, her eyes darkening. I nip at her hip again as I growl at her words. I stood up, towering over her as a predatory look came into my eyes. " Oh you're mine. I will not share you with anybody." I yank my shirt off and move my hands to my belt. " You...bed...now..." I growl as I discarded the rest of my clothes before following her.

She feels the wetness pooling between her legs at my growl, feels it even more at my look. Catching her breath, and biting her lip, watching as I stripped. She took a step toward me, wanting to touch me before I growl out my order. " Anything you want," she whispers, making her way to the bed. I wait for her to climb onto the bed and stalked after her very reminiscent of a lion. I crawl on the bed and continue to move towards her until she is pressed against the headboard. Growling softly I pull her legs wide apart and thrust into her hard. " So fucking tight," I groan as I set a hard pace, not giving her body a chance to adjust to my size.

There was a bit of defiance in her gaze as I backed her against the headboard, and she bits her lip as she fought not to smirk. A soft gasp left her as she feels the headboard, and she whimpers when I pulled her legs apart. A scream is torn from her as I fill her in one hard thrust, her back arching from the headboard. " OMG..JOHN..OOOOHHHH..AA
AAAAAHHHHH." She wraps her arms around me, keeping her legs spread wide for me as she begins to move with me, cries leaving her each time I thrust into her. I adjust the angle of her hips slightly. I smirk at her cries as I thrust hard into her. I couldn't hit her any deeper than I was but it didn't stop me from trying. " My baby girl," I growl. " I love how you take me, I love hearing you scream for me." I bit her lip hard before I claim her mouth as my animalistic nature starts to come more to the surface.

" Yours," she whispers, her nails digging into my shoulders, her legs hooking over my hips. She feels herself falling fast toward the edge and moans as I bit her lip, tasting the barest hint of blood when we kiss. She is as rough as she can be with me, her nails digging in, scratching as her hips rock against me. She loves the way I took her, loves the marks I left on her. It wasn't very long before a scream left her, her release washing over her causing her muscles to clamp down on me. " OH GOD..YEEESSS..YEEESSS."

Growling in satisfaction as she screams out her release, I increase my pace. I tore my mouth away from hers and start to kiss and nip down her neck. " Talk to me...tell me how it feels," I urge right before biting down where her neck met her shoulder, shaking my head a bit as I did so. Her hand slips to the back of my head, pressing me closer against her. " I love the way you fuck me, John," Heather moans. " No one fucks me as good as you do. No one stretches me and fills me like you do," she murmurs. " I love wearing your marks..." she cries out again as I hit a sensitive spot, her nails digging into my shoulder again.

I gnaw on her neck until I broke skin. Her words causes another growl to slip from me. I raised my head to look at her. " I'm going to fuck you every which way today, baby girl. I'm going to claim every inch of you, including that gorgeous ass of yours." I abruptly stop to slowly withdraw from her. I reach over to place a pillow between her head and the headboard. " By the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk straight or sit down." I growl again as I slam back into her with enough force to move her forward. I withdraw again only to repeat the process over and over, each thrust becoming harder and harder.

A moan left her, her eyes flashing with lust and other emotions at my words. " aaaahhhh."
When I stop and withdraw, she cries out. " No....don't stop," she begs. A sigh left her as I reach for the pillow, and a flare of excitement races through her. She screams in delight as I slammed into her, causing her to hit against the headboard. " OOOHHH..YYYEEESSS." She grips the sheets beneath her, her head thrown back in pleasure as I quickly push to towards another release. There is nothing sweet or gentle in the way I took her. My thrusts are brutally hard, my fingers bruising her flesh where I grip her hips. I look at her, my eyes wild and the smile I give her is like one would give their prey. " Scream, Heather. Scream for me..." I demand, each word accentuated by a hard thrust. " Now!"

Her hands are on my arms, fingers digging in harder with each thrust. She can only take what I was giving her, not really having a choice. She cries out with each thrust, and the look I was giving her awoke something in her. Her eyes darken even more, and at my demand, she screams out my name, " YES..JOHN..OH GOD..JOHN..YYYEEESSS,"
her nails digging in and piercing skin as her release tore through her, her body shaking and jerking from the intensity.

" That's my baby girl," I purr as her muscles clenched around me. I growl not ready to give into my own release yet and after bringing her back down I withdraw completely. I got up and moved her so that her ass was at the edge of the bed. " Hold your legs as far apart as they will go," I demand as I sink back into her with a growl. I slid my hands up her torso to her neck where I gently squeeze, watching her carefully. Heather's cries faded to soft moans and whimpers as I brought her back down, and her hands slid up, arms wrapping around my neck. She gasps as I withdraw, suddenly feeling very empty. She bits down on her lip, doing as she is told and moaning with pleasure as I fill her again. She watchs me as she feels my hands at her neck, another soft gasp leaving her as I gently squeeze. Her eyes darkened again, she didn't flinch, trusting me completely.

Running my thumbs along the front of her throat, I smirk at the look in her eyes and how they darkened. " Like that Heather?" I whisper as I squeeze a little bit harder before releasing. " I love how you will let me do anything to you," I thrust hard into her again. " I could seriously hurt you," I growl, "...but you trust me, don't you, baby girl?" I squeeze as she starts to cry out. Her reactions and trust in me turning me on more than ever before.
She didn't have a chance to reply before I squeeze a bit harder, her eyes darkening even more. She moans at my thrust " oooohhh..aaaaahhhh," her hands sliding up my arms again. " I trust you," she whispers, crying out as I thrust into her again and again. She feels my hands tighten on her throat again, and the soft moan caught in her throat. Her hands lightly squeezing my arms, letting me know that she is okay.

" Good girl," I growl as my thrusts start to get faster and rougher. " I love how you let me fuck you." I drive as deep as I can get into her as I squeeze her throat intermittently. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer at the rate I was going. " Come for me again, Heather," I whisper as I squeeze harder than before. It is getting more difficult to keep her legs spread for me, and she feels herself start to slip again. " John..." she whispers, her words getting cut off as I squeeze again. She bits her lip, her nails biting into my skin as her breath cuts off. Her nails dug in even harder as her orgasm hit her hard and fast, her legs wrapping around my waist as her body jerks against me. Instead of screaming, she gasps as pleasure courses through her.

Her orgasm snaps my restraint. I thrust wildly into her, easing up on her throat just enough so she wouldn't pass out. With a strangled cry, I give one last brutally hard thrust and spilling my cum into her. I let go of her throat as I brought them back down.
I move to lie back down on the bed and tug her up with me. " You do realize you're in trouble for not keeping your legs spread apart, don't you Heather?" I purr softly with a smirk. Heather screams as my release triggers another of hers, and her legs tightened around me. Again, she whimpers as I withdraw, only to smile softly as she ends up curled up against me. She purrs softly, looking up at me. " I couldn't help it," she murmurs softly, leaning up to press a kiss to my jaw. " Then again, I can't say that I dread trouble from you," she chuckles softly.

I arch a brow at her as the predatory look returns to my eyes. " Oh really now?" Before she can react I had her flipped over onto her hands and knees. " No coming until I let you, Heather." I growl softly as my hand landed on her ass. " You will not like the consequences if you do." I warn as I brought my hand back down again and again. She shivers at the look in my eyes, and the next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees. She bits her lip and before she wonders what I was going to do, My hand landed on her ass. She cries out, the pain and pleasure mixing. " Can I at least move?" She asks, looking over her shoulder at me, crying out each time my hand came down on her.

" You can move all you want, just don't come, baby girl." I growl. I kept bringing my hand down on her ass, the inside and back of her thighs. " I love how red your skin is turning but it's not enough...not yet." I murmur with a smirk as she cries out for me.
Heather rocks back against me, moaning and crying out at each spank. Her skin tingling where my hand came down and pleasure and pain mingling within her. " Then give me more," she said, her voice hoarse from her cries. " Please, John....John.."

I ached to be buried inside her but I wasn't going to give that to her yet. I suddenly thrust two of my fingers roughly into her with a growl. " You are so fucking wet, baby. You like me spanking you like this don't you?" I purr. Pulling my fingers back out I spanked her. I run my nails over her redden ass. She is getting closer and closer to her release, and when I thrust my fingers into her, she moans " aaaahhhh..aaaahhhh," biting her lip as she fights back her release. Her muscles gripping me, and she knows I can tell how close she is. She whimpers softly, knowing she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. " I do...God help me, but I do," she moans suddenly feeling empty when I withdraw my fingers. " So close, baby...." she whispers, her back arching and causing her ass to raise higher as my nails run over her skin.

" Come for me Heather." I demand with a growl. " Then I'll reward you with my cock." As pleasure begins to surge through her, and she bits her lip, whimpering as I push her closer to the edge. It didn't take much more for her to screams out my name, pleasure raking through her body as her release spreads through her. " OH GOD..JOHN..OH JOHN." I can't describe the rush that went through me as I made her come like that. Her screams are like music to me and I know that I was addicted to her. I pull her towards the edge of the bed, on her hands and knees and stood behind her. I slowly ease myself into her with a moan. " uuuuhhhh..aaaaahhhhhh." I grab her hips and start thrusting lightly into her, knowing the slow pace torments her.

Her body is shaking as I pull her to the edge of the bed, a moan " oooohhhh..mmmmm,"
slips from her when I continue easing myself in and out her. She pushes back on me, loving the feel of my hands on her. She bits her lip as she fights to keep up with the pace I set, wanting me thrusting harder into her. She looks back at me, her eyes dark and filled with emotion. The look she gave me is my undoing. I hold her eyes as I start to thrust harder into her, my fingers on her hips digging in." God, you feel so fucking good, baby." I groan. This beautiful sensual woman had wormed her way past my defenses after my recent divorce from my sixth wife and I know now that I will never give her up.

Heather cries out in pleasure as I thrust harder into her, desire and heat flaring within her. " I love you, John," she moans softly. Her hands curling into the sheets as she rocks back against me, taking me as deep as she can. I reach forward and fisted her hair. Using my grip on her hair I pull her back on me as I thrust into her harder. I love how she took everything I gave her and still wants more. I love how I didn't have to hold back with her. I growl her name as he become more animalistic, more primal in my taking of her and it shows in my rough and wild thrusts. " Heather..Oh God Heather." She jerks against me when I pull her back by her hair, adding to her desire. Her cries grow in frequency and volume each time I thrust into her harder and harder. When I growl her name, " Heather "
a shiver goes through her causing her muscles to clamp down on me as I push her towards the edge of release again. " Fuck, John...." she moans, her voice hoarse from her cries. She grips the sheets harder, her body on the brink of orgasm.

" If you insist, Heather," I purr. I let go of her hair and push her face down to the bed. The position put her ass higher into the air for me. I growl as I grab her hips to hold her still as I thrust wildly into her. A noise left her as I push her down onto the bed, a shiver of excitement going through her. Her cries are muffled by the bed, and still, her scream is heard loud and clear when her release finally hits. another cry left her as another orgasm hits her before her first had subsided. " OMG..OH GOD..AAAAAHHHH..AAAAAHHHH.

I didn't let up as her orgasms hit. I'm lost in the feel of her at the moment. I pull out long enough to plunge my fingers into her, coating them with her honey. I slammed back into her as I start to work a finger into her ass. " Oh yes, Heather, I'm claiming all of you today," I purr. Heather whimpers as I withdraw only to moan as my fingers plunge into her. " ooooohhhh..mmmmmm." She moans softly only to scream out when I slammed back into her. Words were beyond her as I work a finger into her ass, and she only relaxes against me, lost in everything I was doing to her. " aaaahhhh..aaaaahhhh..YYY
EEESSS..YYYEEESSS." Purring in satisfaction as I feel her relax I work another finger slowly into her and finally a third finger. I know that I had to stretch her good if she was going to be able to handle me due to my size. As I thrust into her I would withdraw my fingers only to thrust them back in as I pull back. I keep moving my fingers, trying to keep my patience.

She is moaning, " aaaaahhhh..aaaaahhhhh..mmmmmm," rocking back against me over and over as I stretch her. Combined with my thrusts is already building her up towards another release, and she bits her lip, her nails biting into her palms. At that moment, she knew she would do absolutely anything for me. " Come for me, Heather," I demand as my fingers got a little rougher, spreading them to stretch her further. I thrust even harder into her. " Come for me and then beg me to fuck your ass." She whimpers as she feels me stretching her more. When I thrust harder into her, it was enough to send her spiraling over the edge, my name leaving her on a scream. OH JOHN..JOHN..OOOHHH..JOHN."
She bucks against me, causing fingers to drive in deeper, and she is lost in a wave of pleasure. " Please, John...please fuck my ass. I want you to claim all of me. Please, baby...I need you," she begs.

" I love the sound of you begging me," I growl as I withdraw from her completely. I press my cock against her rosebud and slowly start to work myself in. Even with all the stretching I had done before it was slow going as I didn't want to hurt her. " Fuck," I groan, "...so fucking tight..." Soft whimpers and moans left her, "aaaahhhh..mmmmmm "
and she fight to keep still, knowing I was going slow for a reason. Another shiver went through her, and she moans again, turning her head to the side. " God...you feel so good," she whispers, biting her lip as she slowly rock back onto me.

Finally I had myself fully sheathed in her and I moan softly. " That's my good baby, taking all of me like that." I know she is probably as stretched as she could be at the moment. When she rocks back against me I couldn't help but growl and start to thrust lightly into her. I reach down to pull her hair so her head tilts back. " You're mine, Heather..." I growl, " Don't ever forget that..." She gasps as I pull her hair, tilting her head back, and a shiver of desire went through her. " Only yours," she whispers, moaning as I moved with her. " Always yours, John....only one I want," she murmurs, overtaken by the emotions warring within her and the sensations I was giving her.

I give her hair another hard tug. " No man can fuck you like I do, fill you like I can, satisfy those urges like I will," I growl. I feel her body relaxing more and I thrust slightly harder. " Talk to me baby, I want to hear how it feels..." My pace increases slightly as I start to get lost in the feel of her, in the way she feels and the sounds she is making for me. I'm keeping the animal in me at bay by sheer force of will, wanting to make sure she is fully ready for when I let it loose on her.

Heather's eyes close in pleasure as I tug on her hair hard again. She rocks back against me, emotions flowing through her. " There's no one but you," she moans, finding it difficult to talk as I increase my pace. " No one does to me what you do." Another moan slips from her lips. " I love the way you fuck me, the way you use me for your pleasure. I love that you don't hold back and you push me past my limits...I love...." She cries out as a bolt of pleasure went through her. " Fuck....no one gets the responses from my body that you do..."

I groan softly, " aaaahhhh..aaaahhhh. That's because no one understands your dark urges like I do, baby...no one but me can fulfill you the way your body craves." I feel her body relaxing more and I growl as I withdraw only to plunge back into her, not as hard as I wanted but harder than before. I reach up and rake my nails all the way down her back and ass. " God, your ass feels so fucking good, baby," I groan as my thrusts become harder. " No one ever will," she moans softly. A scream was torn from her as I thrust hard into her, " OH FUCK..JOHN " and she moans again at the feel of my nails dragging down her skin. " aaaaahhhh..aaaaaahhhhh..mmmmmm." She rocks back against me, meeting my every thrust. Her body tightens as I thrust harder into her, and she moans softly, " mmmmmmmmmm " her sensitive nipples rubbing constantly against the sheets. She feels herself spiraling closer to the edge, almost overwhelmed by sensations.

" Let go for me Heather," I whisper, clenching my jaw. My control is at the near end of my restraint and the way she keeps moving against me is making it harder for me to stay in control. I withdraw almost completely only to thrust back into her hard, wanting to make her scream again. As she rocks back against me, hitting me right between her movements and her scream causes my control to finally snap. " FUCK ME.. YOU FUCKING BASTARD..FUCK ME HARD..JOHN." The animal in me came roaring to the forefront and with a large growl, I grab her hips and yank her back on my cock so I was buried as deep as I could get in her. " Fuck," I growl as I pull her up by her hair so she is on her knees. The way I continue to take her is primal, my hands rough on her tits, my teeth digging into the back of her neck. She couldn't move as I thrust wildly into her.

She screams out as I thrust back into her hard, pushing her forward. " FUCKING BASTARD..FUCK ME..FUCK." She continues rocking back against me, cries leaving her as she tumbles closer. " Oh, God," she cries out, whimpering as I pull her up by her hair. Her arms wrapping around my neck, holding her flush against me as I became even rougher on her. When her orgasm hits, she screams again, my name falling from her lips as she feels me claim her over and over again. " OMG..JOHN..YYYEEESSS..OH GOD..YYYEEESSS..JOHN..I'M YOURS." I damn near roar when I feel her orgasm and it pushes me fully over the edge. I pull out and push her roughly back down on the bed face first. Spreading her legs apart, I slammed myself back into her ass, pinning her to the bed with my weight. Wrapping her hair around my fist I pull her head back to look into her eyes. " Mine," I growl crushing her lips with mine. The kiss full of teeth and and tongue, the metallic taste of blood mixing in as my teeth cut her lip. After one final vicious thrust, this time I did yell " HEATHER..YOU ARE MINE," as I explode spilling my seed into her.

Heather cries out as she fell onto the bed, moaning as I slammed back into her. She is flat on the bed, and another cry left her when I pull her back by the hair. The look in my eyes woke something up inside her, and at my growl, a shiver went through her. She returns my kiss, moaning at the taste of blood mixed in me. She came again, her cry lost in my kiss before my own release hit. She collapses back onto the bed, her breathing heavy as I bring them both back down. I was very gentle as I withdraw from her and roll off of her. I was panting and my body is covered in sweat. Never before had I let myself go that completely. I pull her into my arms and kiss her forehead. " You are amazing, baby," I whisper as I look at her, emotion shining in my eyes. She gives me a weak smile as she curls up against me, her hand curling against my chest. " If you say so," she chuckles softly, looking up at me with love shining in her eyes. Her voice is hoarse and her throat is raw, she was happier than she could ever remember.

" I hope I didn't truly hurt you," I whisper. I got up, giving her a sweet kiss. " I'll be right back." I walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower. Once the water is hot enough to my liking, I came back to pick her up into my arms. I stepped into the shower with her and chuckles. " Better than the first time we were in the shower together, hmmm?"

" No...you didn't hurt me. Not in any way I didn't enjoy, at least," She smiles. She hummed softly as she returns my kiss, reluctant to let me go. Her eyes flashes when I came back, and she couldn't help but smile at me as she wraps her arms around me. " Much better. At least the water's not ice cold," she laughs softly. Setting her gently on her feet, I lathered some soap on my hands to start washing her. My touch is surprisingly gentle, in stark contrast to just a few moments before. " You've got some bruising on your ass and thighs," I murmur. Heather's eyes drift closed at my touch, and she fights to stay on her feet. My gentle touch is sweet, and it meant more to her than anything else would have. She smiles at my words, her hands sliding up my chest. " I won't be able to sit comfortably for a few days, will I?" she asks, a smirk tugging at her lips.

" Probably not and hopefully you won't be able to walk straight either," I smirk down at her. My hand drifts down between her legs, wanting to give her one last orgasm before we were through. I quickly find her clit and circle it lazily with my finger, my smirk growing as I watch her. " John..." She breathes, her arms circling my neck. Desire flashes in her eyes as she pulls me closer for a kiss, her leg hooking over my hip. "Y ou enjoy driving me insane, don't you?" she whispers before moaning. " aaaaahhhhh..mmmmmm."
" Do you want me to stop?" I whisper with a chuckle, already knowing the answer. I continue to circle it before finally rubbing it directly. " I do love to watch you fall..."

" Please don't stop," she begs, pressing herself against me. She keeps her gaze locked on me as I continue to tease her, causing soft moans to escape her. " ooooooohhhhh..oo
oooooohhhhhhh..mmmmmmmmmm..aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh..mmmmmmmm." She pulls me down again for a hungry kiss, crying out as I press against her clit, pushing her closer. It didn't take much longer for her orgasm to rush through her, causing her to scream out my name. " OH..GOD..JOHN..OH JOHN..JOHN." Once we were done cleaning up in the shower, I carried her back to the bed and she hums softly, slipping her arms around me. She presses soft kisses along my jaw, smiling when I laid her down.

" You have no idea how much you mean to me," she murmurs softly, curling up against me. " We need to get dressed and leave. Heather, I will send a limo to pick you up tonight. Be ready by 7pm, I have a huge surprise for you."

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************************************************************** ************************************************************** Three weeks remain until the Academy ball commences. The last preparations are being made with frantic speed to make sure everything goes right. The Great Hall where it is to happen is the scene of chaos somehow made manageable. Orders are shouted only to meet with rapid counter orders and changes back again; chefs and their staffs go over the final menus for any...

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Charity Graduates 1 Fatherfucker

Introduction: Charity finally meets Chets dad Charity Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material. Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one, but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store...

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Cat girl Charity of interrupted love

The only thing keeping this powder keg under even a semblance of control is the Academy of the Arts, a school famed for its scholars, libraries, and teaching of mages. None better are to be found, and all know that their plans are only advanced as the sufferance of the school masters will permit; then comes one warning, at the most… After that level of patience is exhausted the truly fortunate will suffer a swift death, others will wind up among the Masters various personal servants –...

2 years ago
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Charity Graduates 1 Fatherfucker

Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one; but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store Tuesday through Thursday nights and then working as coat check girl at the Zebra Club. Plus , to no one’s surprise I was...

3 years ago
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Homeowners Association A Big Deal at Sunny Manor BDSMTaking Charity to the Pool

I turned to Twitter to help find a hottie I could beat my meat to. I was hoping for some sexy amateur MILF. I’d been following an “Uber Driving Slut” lately. She looked a lot like Karen McGifford the woman we saw at Minerva’s market only younger. She would make it appear her tits fell out of her shirt to boost her tips or even suck cocks and fuck guys if she thought they were cute enough and then film it and put it on Twitter. Her husband knew all about it but he wasn’t submissive. He just...

1 year ago
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Homeowners Association A Big Deal at Sunny Manor BDSMCharity Speaks to the Family

Charity placed her hands behind her head, stood with her legs apart, tits out, shoulders back, and ass cheeks clenched tightly before addressing us. Dad switched off the TV completely and told us to put away our phones and hear her out. “Thank you all for letting me address you openly in this manner. I know the sight of me like this may still shock you. I also know that not all of you wanted to live like this, and I asked Master to allow me to address any concerns you may have. I would...

3 years ago
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Its For Charity

It's for Charity Mr. Edgar Murray, one of the heads of the well-respected Lionheart Charitable Foundation, walked through his modest office with a proud and confident stride. He sat down at his desk, interlacing his fingers together as his shrewd eyes fixed themselves on the two youths sitting before him. One was pale skinned, had red hair and green eyes and seemed to have a constant sneer on his freckled face. The other one had much darker skin, brown eyes, black hair and a tattoo of a hawk on...

2 years ago
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Cat girl Charity Transitions part 2

Second, centered around two members of the Academy leadership – Chancellor Storm Dragon and Headmistress Charity; revenge has been sworn, with the murder of many school Masters and Journeymen, death and destruction of businesses who deal with either of these two, and much more are placed at their feet. For Charity, one who is constantly swept up into such chaotic messes, this is ‘business as...

2 years ago
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All for Charity Parts 1 and 2 of 4

All for Charity (Parts 1 and 2) Charlie is volunteered to help with a charity fundraiser at a friend's salon. Old feelings come back and as does an old crush. Susie from "The Dress" series makes her return in this story. SLIGHTLY REVISED Chapter 1 I got home early on Friday, as I usually do. I have time to change from my work clothes into jeans and a denim Ralph Lauren shirt as I wait for her to arrive from work. I open a bottle of wine -- a Argentinian Cabernet, one of...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 3 of 4

All for Charity (Part 3) -- Charity Awakens Susie moves back home and Charlie prepares to volunteer Charlie The moment he finished, Charlie couldn't believe what he had done. Yes, he had another fight with Connie on the phone. Honestly, he thought, she says she wants to be with me and I want her, but she makes everything so hard. She is jealous of everything, domineering and never, ever thinks she's wrong. I'm on pins and needles with her all the time. Is this really where I...

4 years ago
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Cat girl Charity Transitions part 1

The one exception to his rule has always been the academy. This great bastion of learning and knowledge, where the arts of magic are taught to students, scholars come to discover and hone skill for purposes best left to the imagination. Constant, unyielding, unbending, always there – a true solid foundation for the community; and yet even here the forces of change demand their tribute. A series of events have come about, one along with the other that is turning this stability upside down...

2 years ago
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Cat girl Charity the beginning

Center to the series is the young cat-girl Charity (patterned after the anime favorites such as Dragon Pink), who is both a magician (the practice is called the arcane Art, or THE Art) and a practiticoner of psionics - the magic of the mind. Please let me know how you think of it. Also, as a twist the lead virgin of the story is not the girl -- just a hint of what awaits. ********************************************* ********************************************* Among the roads...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 1

All for Charity (Part 1) Charlie is volunteered to help with a charity fundraiser at a friend's salon. Old feelings come back and as does an old crush. Susie from "The Dress" series makes her return in this story. Chapter 1 I got home early on Friday, as I usually do. I have time to change from my work clothes into jeans and a denim Ralph Lauren shirt as I wait for her to arrive from work. I open a bottle of wine -- a Argentinian Cabernet, one of her favorites -- to let it...

3 years ago
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All for Charity Part 4 of 4

All for Charity (Part 4) (Conclusion) Connie learns about Charlie as the charity event nears. Charlie finally sets his own destiny. The Mother's Day event at Rita's Salon was a little over two weeks away now. Charlie, after being inadvertently outed by his sister Tina, had agreed to volunteer at the event, giving manicures. He hadn't told his girlfriend Connie about the event yet; he hadn't even told her that he is skilled at painting nails. He didn't think that would go over...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 3 Charity Breaks Down

Introduction: Charity dates her dream beau which is killing her Hello again faithful readers. When I last left you in my memoirs, I had just started dating my new boyfriend Chet. I was on the cheerleading team and having a great start to my school year. My best friends Faith OReilly and Hope Jenkins and I shared the same ridiculous sex drive, and my Momma Dee was a wonderful enabler of any of our perverted adventures. We were sucking and fucking our way through teen life, there was the donkey...

1 year ago
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Cat girl Charity The fox and lion

Each experience we have on all three parts of the mind play togeater, forming new wonders and memories combining in infinite ways. This is what makes us "US' the one where I am myself. The lifetime of all we have done, seen, shared, loved and so forth. Yet what happens if those memories we cherish the most could be rewritten unwillingly by another? Or worse yet, taken away, plucked by one who walks the roads of the mind and steals at will? One who loves terror and all (yes a real...

4 years ago
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Cat girl Charity The fox and lion

Introduction: What would you do if someone could steal the very memories we hold and treasure as our own most precious of gems and jewelry, those memories that make us and then find them all gone. Having known something precious was there and now gone for good. What would you do. Have you ever looked into a mirrors depths and seen the wonders of the image reflected back? What about having a second and a third mirror close enough to where you can see reflections of the other mirrors in the...

2 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 3 Charity Breaks Down

When I last left you in my memoirs, I had just started dating my new boyfriend Chet. I was on the cheerleading team and having a great start to my school year. My best friends Faith O’Reilly and Hope Jenkins and I shared the same ridiculous sex drive, and my Momma Dee was a wonderful enabler of any of our perverted adventures. We were sucking and fucking our way through teen life; there was the donkey dick nerd Beeder, there was Momma’s boss Marcus and his two assistants Denny and Bill...

3 years ago
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Charity Graduates 3 Hope and Change

Without further ado, more dirty writing. Okay not entirely dirty writing, it’s a story about a journey. My journey for the most part, but not just mine. It’s been a long hard road from where I was when I first got off the bus in a strange town to where I am now; fulfilled wife and mother. I didn’t do it alone, and it wasn’t always roses. Sometimes it was bad, sometimes it was good and sometimes it was both. This is one of those stories, actually it’s two of those stories. I promised...

3 years ago
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Charity Graduates 3 Hope and Change

Introduction: Elections and Loss for the trio Welcome back faithful readers Without further ado, more dirty writing. Okay not entirely dirty writing, its a story about a journey. My journey for the most part, but not just mine. Its been a long hard road from where I was when I first got off the bus in a strange town to where I am now, fulfilled wife and mother. I didnt do it alone, and it wasnt always roses. Sometimes it was bad, sometimes it was good and sometimes it was both. This is one...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

Introduction: the continuing exploits of Charity Jones Hello once again my faithful readers As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones, not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle, church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasnt an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars...

3 years ago
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Giving To Charity

Charity flipped on the windshield wipers and turned the heater up while she negotiated the Chicago traffic. It had been freezing all week, and the rain was coming down in sheets, looking more like a solid stream rather than individual drops. She’d worn her favorite skirt today, and the knit pullover sweater she had on clung to her body showing off her best assets. Her beige canvas raincoat was in the seat next to her umbrella; her purse tucked safely under it. The tall buildings of the city...

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Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones; not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle; church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasn’t an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars blush; but a gradual transition. For those of you who have read my earlier...

2 years ago
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Charity Graduates 5 The Prom

Introduction: The end of school has arrived Charity Jones here again. Weve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. Ill skip the witty banter and lets finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer...

4 years ago
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Charity Graduates 5 The Prom

We’ve finally come to the end of the high school road for my formerly younger self. I’ll skip the witty banter and let’s finish this. The final week of high school. Here it was. A bunch of exams and lots of study time. The school became a ghost town to the students that did show up to bury their heads in books. I even went to school to study just to avoid the pleasures of the flesh that might befall me at home in the trailer park. And then those were over. Then it was Grad...

3 years ago
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Faith Hope and Charity

The Virtue sisters were the antithesis of what their father had hoped them to be. He had structured their upbringing around the names that he and his wife had given them. Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue, as young girls, were everything that a deeply religious father could ask for, moulded in the Reverend Matthew Virtue’s vision of perfection. They each began Sunday School before they were old enough for proper school, and their religious education didn’t stop there, they were encouraged to...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 3 Retail Therapy

Introduction: Charity helps with a private fitting Welcome back readers of my filth. When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked half wit night manager. It was merely the second in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my life. But thats getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my...

1 year ago
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Charity

 She looked vulnerable. A few smears of mud on her ankle and the battered suitcase made her look genuine, despite a hint of being jail bait on legs. I think I can trust myself to resist temptation and anyway I almost always pick up hitch-hikers. It’s a kind of payback. Years ago, when I was a student it was the only way I could get around. Peggy was at a college a hundred miles away, so on my budget, if I wanted to see her, I had to ride with my thumb.I learned some tricks, like I always...

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The Charity Auction ndash A route into Cuckolding Part

This is purely fantasy. My wife and I have several charities close to heart. When one of them advertised that they were holding a local auction of services we thought about what we could auction. Our skills were limited, especially when we saw people like carpenters, plumbers, gardeners and dog walkers offering their skills for half or full days. There wasn’t anything along these lines we could do. In the end I offered myself to do someone’s weekly shopping and my wife offered herself as a...

3 years ago
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Charity At Work 3 Retail Therapy

When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked half wit night manager. It was merely the second in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my life. But that’s getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my big titted self got canned from the next job. Here’s a hint, it’s a...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 1 Adventures in Babysitting

Charity Jones here again returning to entertain you with more adventures of my misspent youth. My lat recounting detailed certain highpoints in my life as it transpired through the11th grade in my 16th year of life. I introduced you to the complete trinity of my closest friends, Faith and Hope. I also landed myself a highschool sweetheart by the name of Chet, who in turned out to be my personal cuckold. And of course the trials and tribulations of jut being a high school teen. The...

2 years ago
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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 4 Learning the Basics

Despite my worst intentions, Faith and I could not come up with a plan for me to bed my Momma. We were inseperable the entire time, spending most of the days together and the nights as well when Momma was off at work. Our planning was obviously impeded by our constant consumption of marijuana as well. It was just a week later, three Saturdays from the first night where I had kindled my incestous lust for Momma , and Faith and I were entertaining ourselves. Our form of entertainment though was...

4 years ago
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All For Charity

The charity event my wife runs started about two months ago. It’s not a normal charity event. My wife, Maggie, and her few friends; there’s about five of them that are real close, occasionally get together for a night out. One night, they all arrived back at our place and Maggie announced, out of the blue I may add, that one of them was going to have sex with me for charity. They had worked it all out; they all put around ten pounds into a pot and they would pull out some straws from a...

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1 year ago
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ALL FOR CHARITY

All for Charitybyclinton09©[©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE][Son is drafted by his mom to be an item to auction off for charity; he ends up having to service 3 incredibly hot MILF's—then one last one: his mom!] *Let me 'set the table for you'. You won't understand what's going on until you understand the players. If you've seen 'Desperate Housewives' or 'Real Housewives of xxxxx County', then you're up to speed and can...

1 year ago
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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

Introduction: Welcome to the Burger Baron! In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Jones, the search for the dreaded summer job had reached its first hurdle, I am a sex magnet. To be fair, if I hadnt insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldnt have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes , with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that...

3 years ago
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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

Introduction: Charity lands an easy gig After that rather heavy last recounting I bet everyone is the mood for something lighter. Good news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie...

2 years ago
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The Charity Ball

I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...

2 years ago
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The Charity Ball

I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...

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1 year ago
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Junior Golf

Junior Golf This is a sequel to "Golfing with Mom" and the "Ladies Invitational." That being said, a quick synopsis reveals that Danny, now living as Didi will be enrolled in the summer golf program at his/her mother's country club. Didi's new best friend and neighbor Sandy loves golfing with her new BFF Didi and can't wait for the golf program to start. Sandy had enlisted Didi to attend her own soccer camp the week prior. Sandy was the outstanding soccer player and Didi was more than...

2 years ago
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Golf turny day 1 the back 9

The club was having its yearly Golf tournament it had started as just some fun for the guys someone brought a hooker as a caddy the second year and now it has turned into an afternoon of debauchery for all parties involved the wives as well had their own version As I had participated in there for a few years this year I had gotten roped into the beverage cart but as I was not a golfer it suited me just fine. I was supposed to find and take a long an assistant and this year I had the perfect...

2 years ago
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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

Good news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store, dating a wonderful guy, surrounded my great friends and family and putting out for any monster cock that came...

2 years ago
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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

To be fair, if I hadn’t insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldn’t have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes ; with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning career in babysitting. It was still early July, so I still had plenty of summer left ahead of me. I had come out of the babysitting gig with a...

2 years ago
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Charity begins at home Part 1

Charity begins at home (Part 1)I had lost count how many times I nearly tripped up as I raced back home, but when I reached the gate and swung it open, I paused and began to reflect on the events of the last 24hrs and what Auntie had done to me.Suddenly fear gripped me as I thought what if Mother discovers our secret because I blurt something out or she accidentally see’s my shaved tuft of pubic hair.Oh what a mess, and I started to panic, sweating and shivering, not just from running home.I...

4 years ago
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CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME

Saturday morning, and Jenny had woken up feeling very horny. Although this was nothing new in her world! She lay in bed enjoying the feel of the cool crisp sheets gently rubbing against her naked body, especially her sensitive nipples.She looked wistfully at the empty space beside her. Steve, her partner, had had to pop in to work early to sort out some problem, but with the promise to be back as soon as he could. "Typical Steve," she muttered to herself. "Just when you need his big cock, he's...

2 years ago
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Charity Has its Rewards

This story appears exclusively on This story is written for the lovely ladies from the Philippines who up until now have been neglected in my coverage of Asian leading ladies. Let us go then you and I as the Philippine sunset is plastered blood red against the sky. Do not remind me how my hair is growing thin; the waves splash cold against my skin. John’s Banka boat cuts through the foam-crested blue-green waves of the south Asian Sulu Sea. John is troubled by the eternal question: “Do I dare...

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Black Charity

Black Charity Part OneThe Connecting DoorThe shop was just like any other charity shop, rows of second hand clothes on moveable racks, old books, toys, nick nacks, paintings, photographs, books, CDs, tools, cutlery, plates, musical instruments some vinyl records and cassette tapes although we no longer accepted them. No electrical goods either, but furniture, sporting goods, basically all unwanted junk and all donated to charity.The window frames were sky blue once but the paint was flaking...

3 years ago
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Social GolfChapter 3

Putting his cup of coffee down, Vic Jensen thought things were going good for him. It has been one month since he asked Jill to marry him and plans for the wedding were going forward. Vic didn't want to make a big deal out of getting married and expressed his desire for it to be a small quiet affair to Jill. It wasn't going to be that way however, because Jill wanted it to be a much larger wedding. Vic gave into Jill's thoughts as to the size of the wedding, but he wasn't overly pleased...

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Train Rides and Golf Clubs

Just a little bit North of Brighton is a town called Hassocks. If you're on the fast train between London and Brighton you might miss it as the station could well be a blur when you go through. But, since it only takes about ten minutes to get there from Brighton, it is as easy for me to take a temp job there as over in Kemptown (which is a fifteen minute walk). And with a bit of luck, I can sit on the train. I had got a job to cover for the administrative assistant at a golf club in Hassocks....

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Charity

Charity. I am married 5 yrs. to my wife who is a fitness fanatic and goes to gym 3 times a week. She has a very nice figure and I am just a tad taller than her. I when she wears high heels we are the same height. I work in admin and can work from home a lot. She came home the other day very excited about a charity event her woman's group was going to hold and that the husbands would be the waitresses and kooks. It was going to be an evening event with a small dance area and guests...

4 years ago
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Adventures on the Golf Course Part I

I needed a new adventure... in the worst way! I’d like to consider myself an average gal that when given the time, can fix myself up to turn any man’s head. I stand about 5’3 to 5’4, so I am short by most standards. My boobs are all natural and an average 36c cup. I try to keep my waist in proportion to the rest of my body with crunches every morning. My guy friends say I have a “J-Lo Booty”, which I guess is a compliment, but only if I am letting it all hang out there. I am twenty four and I...

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3 years ago
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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 3 Gotta Hve Faith

Introduction: Charity meets a new friend We sat in church listening to a sermon on the bonds of family, both Momma and I wearing sunglasses and feeling rather ragged. We were both suffering hangovers, but the nature of our hangovers were very much different. Whilst Mommas head was pounding after along hard night of drinking, my body was aching from a long hard night of being pounded. Sitting in the pew I couldnt believe I was no longer a virgin! The last 24 hours had been very intense and I...

2 years ago
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My big charity gangbang

Until I became involved with Steve I hadn’t realised just how big the guys that take part in competitive boat races are. I’m only five feet five inches tall, and he towered over me even when I wore high heels, but some of the guys that he rowed with were even taller. I think one of them was something like six feet nine, and they were all extremely fit. Our relationship only lasted a few months until he took up a new opportunity overseas, but it was a lovely warm summer, and we spent much of our...

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3 years ago
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My Wifes Charity Striptease Part 3

(Read parts 1 and 2 first. Honest, it's worth it!)Those of you have been following this story will know that my wife, Sue, works for a charity and had agreed, much to my amazement, to perform a striptease for a group of our (male) friends. This was in return for very generous donations to Sue’s charity and in guarantee of anonymity and that everyone kept it secret, e.g. from their wives who are also our friends! Sue had subsequently agreed to a further session where the guys took nude photos of...

2 years ago
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The Price of Charity 1 The Kindness of Strangers

Part 1: The Kindness of Strangers Nathan had learned that Charity could be a troublesome thing. As a person, she had slept with him for a month before running off with his savings, his TV, and his luxury cherry-red convertible. The Charity of his auto insurance only covered the book price of the car, which turned out to be a fraction of the price he'd gone into debt to buy it for. Without a car and with an empty bank account, he had no way to get to that high-paying job he held across...

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GolfT

Golf-T Copyright 1998 by Samantha Michelle. Standard warning and disclaimer: All characters are fictional. If you see yourself, buy a new mirror. Contains subjects some people may find offensive. If you are one of them, why are your reading this? Protect your kids. If you are worried about them reading this sort of material, please censor free speech and use a safe surfing program such as net nanny. Or better yet, teach them early and lovingly to understand and accept different...

2 years ago
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SCENE ON A GOLF COURSE

Aaaaaahhh! Dear God, I’ve never had a three-iron used like this before! My knees buckle and I almost collapse, as you relentlessly push its long shaft even further into me, and its ribbed plastic grip rasps along the walls of my vagina. This was so unexpected: I’m bewildered, and don’t know what to do – but now my body is taking over, responding to your mouth and hands and (aaahh, fuck!) what you are doing between my legs, and my hips are bucking in time with your urgent forceful...

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