Pirate Era Diary of Anne Breckinridge part 3
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Diary of a dark haired beauty as she roams across the ocean to the New World. (Pirate Era) Diary of Anne Breckinridge part 3 Part III The days passed slowly and one day like the others William visited me bearing the same old bread and water, along with his lustful needs. I did as before and pleased him with my mouth, as was his favorite taste of fornication. I was moving my lips faster along his manhood when I heard his moaning become more incessant and he began panting slightly, just then a...
(Please note, while I am trying to go for the feel of a historic novel, I will included modern words such as cilt, cock, etc. Just for the ease of the reader. This is the first part of a long story I hope you all enjoy. Please leave comments and feedback.) Journey to the New World The Diary of Anne Breckinridge It is the year of our Lord 1716 and I now dwell in the Americas, within the Royal colony of Virginia to be precise. How I came to be here is quite a tale, and it is...
(Please note, while I am trying to go for the feel of a historic novel, I will included modern words such as cilt, cock, etc. Just for the ease of the reader. This is the first part of a long story I hope you all enjoy. Please leave comments and feedback.) Journey to the New World The Diary of Anne Breckinridge It is the year of our Lord 1716 and I now dwell in the Americas, within the Royal colony of Virginia to be precise. How I came to be here is quite a...
Love StoriesCaptain Anthrop had me taken to a small cabin which was, compared to my living conditions upon the Alexandria, a very welcome change. A soft, but modest bed with a fine down pillow and a window at the port side of the ship. After a few moments of examining my quarters there came a knock on the door, I answered and two men carried a large wooden trunk, they set it down and after giving me a good stare they left. A man behind them came carrying a basin of water and a bottle of fine perfume, he...
Captain Anthrop had me taken to a small cabin which was, compared to my living conditions upon the Alexandria, a very welcome change. A soft, but modest bed with a fine down pillow and a window at the port side of the ship. After a few moments of examining my quarters there came a knock on the door; I answered and two men carried a large wooden trunk, they set it down and after giving me a good stare they left. A man behind them came carrying a basin of water and a bottle of fine perfume, he...
Love StoriesJenny discreetly followed Mrs. Breckinridge for a few days. She went to the basketball court once, but Jenny didn’t follow her. We already knew what we wanted from there. Jenny noticed that she went to Anton’s Café around noon every other day for lunch. I did not have any classes this afternoon, so Jenny and I went downtown and staked out the Café. A little before noon Mrs. Breckinridge entered the Café and took her usual seat in a booth near the window. We waited until the waitress...
Christmas was just what I needed. Restful, happy. The whole study group was home, we had a wonderful reunion. We found we all had new friends, new lovers. We were just as close, but somehow we didn't end up in bed. On the other hand, Frank, a junior now, was busy catching up with his old girlfriends, some of whom spent the night. Ralph had his own girls, usually in the afternoon. I spent hours with Mom and Dad, telling them about college, the group, our plans for Still Waters Art. I had a...
Keith Jones – Pirate Fooks – Gunnery Terry Brakston - mate Micky Folliger – new mate Big George - crew Monique Debeer – governess (30+) Madrigal – brown hair eldest sister (19) Melissa – light brown hair second sister (17) Angela – blonde third sister (15) April – light black maid (17) May – flat and black haired maid (17) June – brown haired (17) Augusta – pale hair( 39) Zanubia – pale straw hair (25) Nell – cook Bill Non-mad Bill to distinguish him – handiman and husband to Nell The ship...
Her new email asked if I was alright. And stated that she had not seen me in the bank for more than a month. I thought about it. I replied with an email, to her bank. If you have a private email, please send here. The next day, I had two emails. One from Era from her bank email said she did not have a private email for bank customers. I replied to that email, “sorry, we will keep this professional.” I did not want her to get into trouble. The other email was from Era’s private email. I...
Introduction: He learns a lot by invading his moms privacy. His Mothers Diary -1- Ahh yeah, yes! Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Mirandas big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. Yes! He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. Wow, he whispered...
-1-“Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock.“Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed.Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look away, he was getting...
-1- “Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. “Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look...
Synopsis: This could be fiction, There are sections that dwell on sexual domination; By my definition a joyous state of mind, should you disagree with my perspective, by all means go elsewhere and DON'T READ ON !! Dear Diary - ForwardMy name is Danial Martin, Dan. How we got here is and isn't really all that complicated, think of it as a some what normal evolution of events, more than a social experiment, but it's more something I just stumbled into perhaps, or was I cleverly led,...
This Diary is the property of Sally Straw PRIVATE! KEEP OUT! May 5: Dear Diary, I'm ten today! Can you believe it? I don't feel any different and I sure don't look different. I'm almost done with fourth grade. I'm so sick of Mrs. Beaner that I can't stand it any more. Fifth grade should be so much cooler. I hope I start to 'develop' before then. I think I'd like to have a boyfriend y'know? May 15: Dear Diary, I'm soooo jealous! Tammy Winter is starting to grow boobs already. And...
Thursday, January 4th, 2018 Dear diary, Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley. Friday, January 12th, 2018 This is the stupidest shit I've ever done, I swear to god. Fine. Fine. For Kiera. "You don't talk much, Tony," she says. I mean, no shit. What's there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn't? It's all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker's crap, all those fuckin' people on the road that don't know how to drive. Kiera...
This is my contribution to the glory that is Fictionmania. Hope everyone likes it! A Maid's Diary, Part I By Connietgrrrl Friday, September... Dear Diary, I am on needles and pins, and butterflies in my stomach and...! Oh well, I am just nervous and excited all at once by my plan for tonight. I've spent all week getting ready. Good thing I had quit my job 2 months ago, because I needed the whole time to work up my nerve. I've wanted to tell my wife about my cross-dressing...
June 1st Dear Diary: Please excuse the messy writing; it is so hard to have good penmanship on a train. Yes, Diary, I am on a train traveling from London to York and thence to Brasethwaite Castle. I am going there for a month of Bed Training. Poppa says that all the smart people are taking it and so must I before I go away to Girton College in the fall. Momma was worried about the idea until Poppa reassured her that virginity has no value in a bride any longer. After all, my dear little nephew...
Son- janu aaj mausam kitna suhana hai. tumhe kuch feel nahi ho raha hai? Mom- haan! ho raha hai na! Son- kya? Mom- yehi ki aaj mai phir se chudne wali hoon. TO READERS: Ma wrote this photography session in her diary. I read this many days later after our first copulation. I think it is better for reader to study her version instead of my narration. You can read full story separately in title-“Long Dong King Kong in Mom” with son’s (me) narration. “Tonight my son made me model. Not an ordinary...
IncestI was over there in 30 mins, went thru the backdoor as I was told it would be unlocked. Heard Jack’s TV on in his room as I went up the stairs. I was greeted by two naked women inviting me into their bed. Within a minute I was naked and being mounted by Shelly. Like the night before she was wild in riding my cock. The difference was I had one nipple in my mouth and Era had her other nipple in her mouth. Shelly’s orgasm was not far off. And like the night before she kept going, riding me for a...
(Chapter Menstrual Pain Aggravate) Diary, I landed straight on my baby’s body. Though he is strong man but abrupt force-full fall of 60 Kg lady grounded him too. All due to his fault. The enormous pain didn’t allow me to think anything else. I hold my belly and rolled in floor in foetus position. Now my son too became panicky. He hold me and starts shouting—Ma’, Ma’, Ma’. He understood that he didn’t administer anti inflammatory injection in the evening, so pain triggered once again. He said-...
IncestThis diary belongs to Cody Swanson. If you find this then please return it to : 3521 Beach Road, Deerhead Harbor, Maine/Hare Island 12/8/2019 Dear Diary, Tommy was raving on and on about lights in the old Beckstein-Manor. No one believed him. I mean that building wasted away for the last century. Ever since that family of German migrants gruesomely died. At least, that is the legend. No one in their right mind would try to live there. Not to mention that it would take a...
There he is sat on my bed, my Uncle, Uncle Creep, well that's what I call him. I'm just staring in shock as he flicks through it. "Put that down, it's private," I manage to blurt out. "Don't worry, you poor little thing. I've read it right through a few times. I won't tell anyone, Vicky, isn't it?" I'm shaking in horror, my diary, my pink diary with all my secret thoughts and wishes, my fantasies, and things I've done, embarrassing things. Well how many 18 year old boys get a kick out of...
This story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...
Sophia's DiaryLastnight, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionaryof dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if there is any significanceto this particular night time vision. It seems a dream of a black horseis a dream of passion. Considering all that has happened in the past weeks,I am not surprised. Iread it again, noticing she had written those words the previous night, andslyly returned her diary to the walnut table where I had found it. It hadbeen a mere whim...
Copyright©2003 There was a young lady named Gilda Who went on a date with a builder. He said that he would, And he could and he should, And he did and it damn well near killed her. "I don't care what it says, it was wrong Carol!" My husband pulled the duvet up to his waist and settled the book on his over-sized round stomach. My anger was about to explode. "God damn it Darren - our daughter may be sexually active!" I stood at my side of the bed with my hands on my...
September 3 Dear Diary, I can't believe I was accepted into the TAU UPSILON OMEGA sorority, it is the absolute best one on campus!!! What a place, I share a room with sophomore girl from New Orleans who seems really nice, I think her name is Betty Sue, anyway it's one of those two namers all those southern girls seem to have!!! By the way diary, since this is my first entry, let me introduce myself, my name is Kim, I'm from St. Louis, and this is my second year at Tech!!! This place is a lot...
EroticSun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice. He says it will help me cope with my emerging feelings. So, here I am, trying out his advice. It can't hurt, right? Okay then, here it is. These first entries will be very long Dear Diary. So many new sensations, longings,...
Diary of my emergence Susanna says: This is how lucky I was with my neighbour, it could've been so much worse. Where is this club I talk about, well if I told you then I'd probably start losing money to more competition! Monday Dear Diary, over the weekend my whole life changed, things shifted ever so slightly away from my normal routine. My dear diary, although I was really scared at first, once things happened I was in absolute heaven. It all took place on Friday night. I...
Chapter four: My diary Wednesday August 23, Dear diary, I love you so much. We are going to be such good friends for ever and ever. I am going to keep your secrets and you are going to keep mine. Please forgive me if I do not know the etiquette of talking to you correctly. But I am too excited so I just have to blurt out that I just have to tell you that tomorrow we are going to take an adventure together to buy me a bra. It is going to be the utmost greatest day of my life and I...
On Wednesday, February 28, 2018, 11:55:15 PM GMT, Kirsten Clarke wrote: Wednesday 28th February. My period started tonight, just before going to bed, so I'm lying here wearing one of the black, lace trimmed underskirts I sleep in, wearing a bra as a treat for an hour or so - lemon, Chloe by Boux Avenue. It's a touch tight, but I'm hoping to lose a little weight one day. Besides, when I've been fitted in the past the women have always said to wear my...
June 1 Dear Diary, Finally, the last day of school, twelve long years, I feel like I've been released from purgatory!!! Isaac asked me to go with him to the lake tonight, and I can't wait, he's such a hunk!!! I told Amy right away and she turned green, I love it!!! I just bought a new swimming suit and I hope he likes it!!! Well, wish me luck, diary! Seeya later!!! June 2 Dear Diary, Issac's dad has a new boat and we were flying all over the lake, I even water skied for the !!! After it got...
EroticDear diary today is April 1 and Last night I was very, very . I met this guy last night at the store and he was just drop dead gorgeous. He asked if I wanted to go for a drink and I said sex being cute. We had a couple of drinks and then we walked out back of the place. We were both hot and horny from all of the kissing we did inside. He had me up against the wall my hands were in his one large hand behind my back and then other his hand was up under my skirt and rip went my thong, his hand was...
InterracialIntroduction: This is a special chapter that is outside the flow of the storyline. I wrote it as a gift for the fans of this series, especially Rinoa, who took the time to PM me some ideas and constructive criticism, which I really appreciate and encourage. Rinoa thought there was something missing about who Clara is and how she came to be such a slut. This should help… The following diary entries have been edited for spelling, grammar and punctuation only. These entries provide some...
September 8, 2006 Dear Diary, Donny and I have been going together since we met in the fourth grade at Revelations Evangelical Elementary School. Donny was by far the most pious and devout boy there, and since I had always thought of myself as the most pious girl, we were just naturally a ‘pair.’ Both of our parents were equally god-fearing people, so they heartily approved of our relationship. But my Dad just got laid off last month and so, after all those years together at revelations and...
This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...
IncestOctober 4th I’m sorry I haven’t written in you for some time now diary but life was moving too fast. However if I’m ever going to be a writer I know I need to write in you ever single day. I know you want to know about my Daddy and me. My little sex diary.Daddy, Mama, and I had a little talk. Of course nothing about the talk was realistic. My Mama is totally clueless about what is really going on with our little family. My Daddy just wants me to stop being angry at him. I just want sex.Yes, you...
IncestMY SISSY DIARY by Throne I guess it's my own fault because I accepted that glass of white wine my wife offered me. On the other hand, I couldn't have refused it. And she knows how poorly I handle drinks. Even before she turned me into the sissy I now am, I would get giddy after just one drink. So maybe she just gave me that fatal glass of wine to amuse herself. But the result is what you're reading now, my sissy diary. Wendy's sissy diary. My male name was Wendell but she...
Kitten's Diary by Throne Monday. Okay. Marnie says I have to write in this diary, so that's what I'm doing. The other night we were talking and she wanted to know what I like about her. I didn't really think it through and said something about her big tits. I mean large breasts. She got mad because I didn't start with her smile or how smart she is. So, I tried to cover up by saying how I like that she's short, the way I am. That seemed to help. I even mentioned that I'm not a...
October 13 Dear Diary, A truly incredible thing happened to me the other day, so mush so that I'm still a little shaken when I think back on it!!! It was early Saturday morning when my door bell rang and standing outside my door was Bonnie Jenkins and a girl I had never seen before! Bonnie asked if they could come in for a few minutes, and even though I was still in my bathrobe I said "sure" and invited them inside. It was then that I really got to give the other girl the once over, and to say...
FetishNovember 22, 2006 Dear Diary, This thing about Daddy, it’s gotten so weird. I mean, these feelings are just not right. I know I’ve always had them, since before I started keeping this diary. But now they are getting more and more vivid. I tried to sneak a look at Daddy naked today. I failed, because he shut his bedroom door just at the last moment. I even thought about hiding a camera in his room. I mean, it would be so hot to secretly have pictures of him, or maybe a video of him and Mom...
Chat Night Guest: Anne-Mal On Thursday September 16, 1999 6PM PST Edited by Julie Anne-Mal can be e-mailed at: [email protected] (*Julie) The log is now open. (Bashful) Is hubby going to be here Anne? Editor's note-See the ending to MAER. - Anne just left. (Anne-Mal) Anne? This is deja vu! + Anne-Phorcy has arrived. (Anne-Phorcy) (One too many Anne's!) ;) (Anne-Mal) There are never enough Anne's! (Bashful) Yes there are, some times one is too many! I loved...
The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me, I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurrence, every happy moment, probably every bad moment, too, everything would get imprinted in my memory. Or so I thought. Years went by and I...
Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to.The place still felt – even smelled – like home. He’d grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else.He had to let it go, though. After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...
IncestDear DiarybySion Sierra©I was asked to write this story by a friend. I do hope that you like it. I would appreciate any feedback you would care to give.Chapter 1I shouldn't have done it, but I had to. My daughter was acting even weirder after her Eighteenth birthday. It was only a month ago, I just figured she just thought she was a full blown adult. So here after I heard her scream she was leaving for school, I ran downstairs to give her money for her lunch. She was already gone. I entered the...
Singles - Diary of Jane Author's Notes: This story is inspired by the Breaking Benjamin's song "Diary of Jane." I will be rewording some of the lyrics in the story and want to give songwriter, Benjamin Burnley, credit. I also hope that I give his work the respect it deserves. ************ Derrick drove over to his best friend's apartment for he was so sick of not hearing back from George. George wanting to spend time alone was normal, and Derrick respected his best friend's choice...
Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to. The place still felt — even smelled — like home. He'd grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else. He had to let it go, though. After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...
September 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Becky Ford and I can't believe I started my last year of high school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in my class, and over 2400 in the whole school, I doubt I'll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don't believe it!!! My locker mate seems nice enough, but we don't have any classes together, so I only see her a...
EroticEmpezare diciendo que esto ocurrió cuando tenía 18 años, siempre me ha gustado mi tía Julia, ella tenía 39 años en ese momento y era profesora, casi nunca la veía y cuando lo hacíamos hablábamos muy poco, ella es hermana de mi mama e iba a la casa casi todos los sábados y siempre veía su hermoso culo grande y redondo (cosa que aún me gusta hacer) y sus tetas igual grandes y redondas, ella es chaparrita y tiene unas caderas que te hipnotizan. La verdad todos mis primos estábamos de acuerdo en...
A las seis en punto se tumbó dentro de la bañera vacía, con los ojos vendados, permaneció inmovil y en silencio, esas eran sus instrucciones.La espera y la incertidumbre se le hacían insoportables, su cuerpo no encontraba acomodo y su cabeza la hacía imaginar mil posibilidades.Al fin escuchó el sonido de la puerta al abrirse, pasos que recorren la casa, sonidos de armarios que se abren y se cierran. Nuevamente silencio, pero había algo más… presentía su presencia próxima, sí, ahora era capaz de...
“Anne” Anne rested her elbows on the dinning room table, with her head resting in cupped hands, mother had been arguing for what seemed hours, these petty arguments were getting her down. It seemed that they started whenever she returned from college. Still it was all over now, she’d just the wait before university. Her parents could still be heard in the library, it seemed as if the argument would...
Anne couldn't remember the dream she was having, other then it was one of the best of her life and had left her feeling warm and at peace. As she lay with her eyes closed and her head still resting on Kevin's chest, she took comfort in the feeling of his body pressed against hers and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Still, there was something in the back of her mind that felt a little off...something that wasn't quite right. Anne closed her eyes tighter and snuggled closer to her...
Anne couldn't remember the dream she was having, other then it was one of the best of her life and had left her feeling warm and at peace. As she lay with her eyes closed and her head still resting on Kevin's chest, she took comfort in the feeling of his body pressed against hers and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Still, there was something in the back of her mind that felt a little off...something that wasn't quite right. Anne closed her eyes tighter and snuggled closer to her...
I drove home on Wednesday afternoon; cut my history class. The weather was cold, gray, but no snow yet. It was good to come home. Mom was making supper in a t-shirt when I came in the door. I hugged her and hugged her and rubbed her ass. Frank and Ralph were there, too. And Dad. It felt so good to hug him again. We all talked thirteen to the dozen through supper and a long time after. Frank told us about his work at school, his engineering drawings and such. Ralph showed me his latest...
The following story is written from different points of view of the various characters. To find out what happened to a different character check out their story on my profile (when written). IntroductionJohn is a 52 year old man living in Newcastle in the UK. He resides with his wife of 12 years, Anne 43 years old, her daughter Saria who has just turned 18, and his son Daniel who is 19. They belong to a little known religion called Darmanian which has a few churches around the country, although...
Anne's large, brown eyes creaked open, blinking through the early morning sun that was shining unpleasantly into her face. She groaned, arched herself into a languid, feline stretch and began untangling herself from her twisted bed sheets. The flowing, overlarge Batman shirt had ridden up past her waist, exposing her small, bare ass to the new day. The shorts she had been wearing the previous night were drying on the closet doorknob next to her plaid pajama pants; she smiled devilishly...
“Ok. Start from the beginning,” Jessica said as they walked to school. “It’d take too long. I won’t get half – way through before we get there.” “Come ON. Please.” “Jess, COME on. Do you really want to spend the day in damp panties?” “Fine. I’ll just take them off.” She handed Anne her books and started to lift her skirt. “What are you DOING ? Stop. Someone will see.” “Don’t worry I’ll put them back on when we get there.” Her skirt rose high enough for a hint of panty to be visible. She...
Anne was just about to cum when she heard the basement door creak open. With quick, calm motions practiced over years of concealing similar close calls; she removed her hand from her worn, plaid pajama pants and casually placed it on her thigh in order to discreetly wipe away the glistening wetness that was coating her fingers. The dark, glossy marks camouflaged well with the fabric's pattern and were no more noticeable then any of the other myriad stains that preceded it. Thankfully...
Anne was putting her bag together for her overnight stay that she had arranged with Jason. She smiled at the thought, as that was how they first started their affair, around eighteen months ago.She thought back to that time.*Eighteen months agoAnne had been married to Neil for a few years following a tough divorce; in fact, Neil had been married before too.Paula was Anne’s best friend, and they grew closer following Paula’s divorce, which was just as tough and involved two teenage children as...
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