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Sch?nes Engelchen
Die Protagonistin der Story ist Angelina Jolie, ?ber die ich k?rzlich mal gewisse Fantasien hatte die ihr jetzt
mit mir teilen d?rft. Das hier ist Teil 1 und im Gegensatz zu manchen Schrieberlingen wird auch definitiv
bald ein zweiter folgen. Wenn ihr nicht auf Vergewaltigungen, Folter und den ganzen harten Mist steht,
solltet ihr euch was anderes suchen.
Sollte euch das, was ich schreibe gefallen oder gar nicht gefallen sendet mir ruhig eine Mail an
"[email protected]" mit wasauchimmer. Verbesserungsw?nsche, Kritik, Anregungen, eure Stories
etc. -Rechtschraibfehler sind jedoch vom Umtausch ausgeschlossen. Sexy Angelina Jolie Fotos bekommt ihr
?brigens hier http://www.perfectpeople.net/photos-pictures-images/221/angelina-jolie.htm
Viel Spa? !
"Du kannst mit ihr machen was du willst, das ist mir total egal. " entgegnete mir Brad. "Dann stimmen die
Ger?chte ?ber eure zerr?ttete Ehe also" murmelte. "Da kannst du einen drauf lassen. Das ist die gr??te
Schlampe die mich je verarscht hat, die Pest soll sie holen!"
Ich grinste. "Stellt sich nur die Frage, was willst DU mit ihr tun?" "Gar nichts!" war die prompte Antwort."Ich
bin fertig mit ihr, meinetwegen kann sie in der H?lle brennen!"
"Das l?sst sich arrangieren" entgegnete ich trocken. "Ach, bist du Gott oder sowas?". "Nein, aber deine
h?bsche Frau ist doch drogens?chtig und die Medien sind eh schon der Meinung, dass man sich zumindest
vor?bergehend sehr eingehend um sie k?mmern m?sste ...". "Ich weiss nicht worauf du hinaus willst" Brad
starrte mich an.
"Entm?ndigte haben quasi keine Rechte. Sie haben einen Vormund der ihnen befielt was sie tun und lassen.
In der Regel der Ehepartner..." Brad schaute ein wenig misstrauisch. "Und dann?" Fragte er mit
un?berspielbarem Interesse. "Dann schaffen wir ihr die H?lle auf Erden." Brads Augen wurden gro?, er
versuchte sich nichts anmerken zu lassen -ich hielt ihn bis jetzt f?r einen talentierten Schauspieler. "Du
bekommst die gerechte Rache f?r alles was sie dir angetan hat." "Und wie stellst du dir das vor?". Ich ging
ein paar Schritte. "Erniedrigung, Dem?tigung, wir werden sie blo? stellen, sie wird weinen und dich
anflehen -und wir werden viel Sex mit ihr haben. Auf eine Art und Weise, wie sie sich dir niemal freiwillig
hingeben w?rde".
"Du willst meine verdammte Frau vergewaltigen ?" Das war vielleicht ein wenig zu viel, dachte ich mir. Mist.
"Willst du ? Willst du sie leiden sehen, als die Hure die sie ist ?"
"RAUS!" Br?llte Brad. Da war nichts mehr zu machen. Ich dreht mich um und verlie? z?gig sein Anwesen.
Nicht jedoch, ohne meine Visitenkarte auf der Kommode im Eingag zu vergessen.
In den n?chsten Wochen war es alles andere als still um Angelina Jolie. Die Boulevard Bl?tter zerrissen sich
die M?uler ?ber ihre angebliche Affaire mit Lady Gaga, bis eines Tages das Telefon klingelte. "Hier ist Brad.
Du hattest mich was gefragt. Die Antwort lautet ja." Offenbar war er sehr aufgebracht. "Ich komme heute
Abend vorbei" antwortete ich und legte auf.
Wir segelten an diesem Abend auf Brads Yacht und tranken Bier. "Also, was willst du?" Brad warf eine Dose
?ber Bord "Ich will sie einfach nur windelweich pr?geln!".
"Das l?sst sich einrichten."
"Wie? Wir gehen daf?r in den Knast. Abgesehen daovn ist sie ein Star und jeder w?rde es merken, selbst
wenn sie mich nicht anzeigt!" Ich setzte mein verschw?rerischen Blick auf. "Au?er sie w?re nicht mehr in
der ?ffentlichkeit und niemand, nichteinmal die Polizei w?rde ihr glauben."
"Und wie soll das gehen du Genie?".
"Ich sagte ja schon. Ihre Droggensucht. Wir lassen sie entm?ndigen und zur Reha auf irgend eins deiner
Anwesen in der S?dsee bringen, wo wir mit ihr ganz allein sind. Und du w?rst ihr Vormund, spielst der
Presse den besorgten Ehemann vor und berichtest von langsamer Besserung und der Notwendigkeit, dass
sie mal Abstand von allem gewinnt ... du kannst doch schauspielern, oder?".
Brad schien in Gedanken versunken, schaute dann aber ruckartig mit finsterer Mine auf. Dann grinste er
breit. "Das ist ... teuflisch. Nur gibt es da ein Problem... sie nimmt kaum Drogen. Ich habe das Ger?cht in
Umlauf gebracht."
"Das ist kein Problem. Wir werden daf?r sorgen ,dass sie es bald tut. Ein bischen nachhelfen. Auf den
n?chsten Party wirst du ihr was in den Drink tun, die Medien werden sich drauf st?rzen. Zuhause wirst du
ihr leichtere dosen ins essen mischen und wenn die Medien sich dann sicher sind, dass sie ein Junkie ist und
Hilfe braucht, setzen wir es ab. Sie wird zusammenbrechen und du eilst herbei als ihr Retter."
Brad starrte eine Zeit in die Nacht und reichte mir seine Hand. "Du hast eine bemerkenswerte und
be?ngstigende F?higkeit..." Wir tranken an diesem Abend noch einige Biere w?rend wir Pl?ne schmiedeten,
die selbst Hollywood f?r an den Haaren herbeigezogen gehalten h?tte.
In den n?chsten Wochen lief alles wie geplant. Angelina Jolie war der Star aller Titelbl?tter. Sie wurde als
Junky bezeichnet -zuerst vorsichtig, dann offener. Hollywood emp?rte sich und Angelina, die sich keiner
Schuld bewusst war, machte sich mit ihrem vehementen abstreiten ?berall l?cherlich.
Wir setzten den Stoff ab, kurz bevor sie zu einer Wohlt?tigkeits Gala f?r benachteiligte Kinder ging, auf der
sie die Er?ffnungsrede halten sollte. Ihre Entzugserscheinungen waren das Thema der n?chsten Woche. Sie
lag nurnoch zuhause auf der Couch. Neurotisch, schwei?gebadet und weinend. Wir verst?rkten ihren
Zustand indem wir ihr immer mehr, unterschiedlichste halluzinogene Drogen verabreichten. Das Sch?ne
Engelchen verlor langsam ihren Verstand.
Es war nicht schwierig den Paparazzi Hinweise darauf zu geben, wo sie Angelina in ihrem
bemitleidenswerten Zustand antreffen konnten. Die Videos und Fotos von ihr sprachen B?nde. Man war
sich einig ,dass sie Hilfe br?uchte.
Als schlie?lich ein Amtsarzt kam, halfen ihr alle bedr?hnten Beteuerungen nichts, dass sie keine Drogen
nimmt. Er zapfte ihr Blut ab und sch?ttelte nur den Kopf. Dann erkl?rte er Brad, dass man sie einliefern
m?sste.
Unser Gegenvorschlag war die Reha in der Karibik, abgeschieden von allem, weg von den Drogen. Es stellte
sich nun das Problem ,dass der Arzt darauf bestand, dass zumindest zwei ausgebildete Pfleger immerzu
anwesend zu sein hatten. Wir stimmten dennoch zu -und Brad wurde Angelinas gesetzlicher Vormund.
Wir vergewaltigten Angelina noch am selben Abend das erste mal. Zuerst zogen wir sie aus, dann hielt ich
sie f?r Brad und dann hielt er sie f?r mich. Es war wie in einem Traum als wir unseren Pakt besiegelten.
Diese frau war sex pur ,selbst in ihrem momentanen Zustand. Sie war warm, ihre Haut weich und sie war
feucht -die drogen lie?en ihr keine wahl, obwohl sie k?mpfte und schrie, wenn Brad ihr den Mund nicht zu
hielt. Auch wenn ich es nicht als Schande empfinde, muss ich heute gestehen, dass es nicht lange dauerte
bis ich mich tief in ihr vergo?. Brad grinste b?se, w?hrend er Angelinas Arme festhielt "Na, wie gef?llt dir
meine Frau?". "Frag mich in zwei Wochen nochmal" Wir lachten, w?hrend Angelina sich wimmernd
zusammen rollte.
Die Pfleger zu finden war eine andere Sache. Wir bekamen hunderte Zuschriften und mit Sicherheit nicht,
weil Pflegerstellen so rar waren. Wir suchten und die aus, die im Vornherein schon dubios klangen, Leute
mit Vorstrafen. Wir erkundigten uns bei ihren alten Arbeitsgebern und erfuhren rasch, gegen welche Pfleger
die meisten Beschwerden wegen sexueller Bel?stigung vorlagen. Die zwei, die uns ins auge fielen standen
sogar schonmal wegen Vergewaltigung vor Gericht, wurden aber aus Mangel an Beweisen und einem
Verfahrensfehler freigesprochen.
Der eine Pfleger war eine weiblich. Lesbische Vergewaltigungen waren wohl nicht so leicht zu beweisen,
dachte ich mir. Gar nicht mal so ?bel, ein bischen kalter Blick, daf?r aber jung und wirklich athletisch gebaut
Der andere war schwarz, sie irischer abstammung. Beide waren sichtlich ?berrascht ?berhaupt eingeladen
worden zu sein, als sie uns gegen?ber sa?en. "Sie standen also schon vor gericht?" die beiden schauten
sich verlegen den Fu?boden an und tranken ein Schluck von ihren Drinks. "Das ist kein Problem f?r uns.
?rzten kann man nicht trauen, meint ihr nicht auch ? W?rt ihr wirklich Triebt?ter, h?tte man euch wohl
kaum freigesprochen... und wie soll eine Frau ?berhaupt Triebt?ter sein, das ist ja absurd." Der schwarze
nickte wehement, die junge Frau versuchte ein L?cheln. "Ihr wisst worum es geht ? Wir werden Wochen,
vielleicht Monate auf einer Insel in der Karibik verbringen w?hrend .... meine Frau, die ich euch die meiste
Zeit anvertrauen werde, ihren Entzug macht. Das Gehalt ist f?rstlich. Aber vergesst nicht, wer euch bezahlt wir
verlangen absoluten Gehorsam und ihr werdet auch Weisungen ausf?hren die euch komisch scheinen,
ist das klar ?" Die zwei schauten sich etwas verwirrt an. "Klar, Mr. Pitt!" Wir standen auf, die beiden erhoben
sich ebenso.
"Kommt mal mit, ich will wissen ob ihr euer Handwerk auch versteht". Wir gingen durch die langen
Korridore. "Ihr habt eure Gesundheitszeugnisse dabei?" fragte ich. "Ja, nat?rlich Sir!" Die beiden kramten
die Zettel mit ihren letzten Tests raus, ich ?berflog nur. "HIV negativ." Brad nickte. und ?ffnete die T?r zu
einem gro?en Schlafzimmer mit Himmelbett, indem Angelina schlief. Sie sah wirklich wie ein Engel aus.
"H?rt mir gut zu" sagte ich zu den beiden "Ich m?chte, dass ihr sie umzieht und anschlie?end am Bett
fixiert." Ich hielt den beiden ein seidenes Nachthemd an, das Angelina bestenfalls halb ?ber die H?ften
ginge und das so d?nn und durchsichtig war, dass man es kaum noch als Kleidungsst?ck bezeichnen konnte.
"Was ihr sonst noch braucht, findet ihr neben dem Bett. Bitte, zeigen sie uns, dass sie die Leute sind die wir
suchen."
Wir lehnten uns bequem an die Wand, Brad go? uns ein Glas Whisky ein, w?hrend die beiden Pfleger sich
neben dem Bett umschauten. Verwirrt schaute die Frau sich zu uns um, sr hatte allerlei Bondage Fesseln in
der Hand, die in einen Puff aber nicht in eine Pflege geh?rten. "Haben sie ein Problem damit?" Fragte Brad
scharf. "Ehm... nein, Sir!" ..."Oh und kein Geschreie!" F?gte Brad hinzu.
Den ersten Fehler den die beiden machten ,war es Angelina zu wecken. "Ma'a, wir sind ihre Pfleger, wir
m?ssen sie umziehen und fixieren". Dann begann der Kampf. Die beiden waren ?berraschend stark und
w?hrend der schwarze auf ihr sa? und ihre H?nde festhielt, legte die andere ihr schnappend ein Paar
Handschellen an, mit denen sie Angelinas H?nde am Kopfende des Bettes befestigt. Dann hielt sie ihr den
Mund zu.
Die Bettdecke war mitlerweile verrutscht und au?er Unterw?sche trug das sch?ne Engelchen nichts am
K?rper. Sie gab erstickte Schreie von sich.In der Hose des Schwarzen erkannte man eine m?chtige Beule.
Sein Schwanz rieb in dieser Position unvermeidlich an ihren Br?sten. "Wie hei?en sie?" fragte Brad ihn, in
entspannter Pose mit dem Whisky in der Hand.
"I..ich, Sir ? Jack".
"Jack, ich sehe, meine Frau gef?llt ihnen" Unverholen schauten wir auf den gigantischen St?nder in seiner
Hose. "Es tut mir leid Sir... ich weiss nicht...". "Das ist schon in Ordnung Jack, ich kann das nachvollziehen.
Bitte macht einfach weiter". Er wusste vermutlich wirklich nicht so recht, wie oder warum. Wir hatten ihm
etwas in den Drink getan um ganz sicher zu gehen. Ihr k?nnt euch schon denken ,was -er w?rde noch
Stunden nach dem Vorspiel hier einen Mords St?nder haben.
Bei der Frau war es schwieriger gewesen, aber wir hatten nach einigem suchen auch ein Pr?perat gefunden
das sie mehr als nur etwas stimulieren w?rde.
Jack l?chelte sch?chtern und versuchte dann weiter den BH der sich windenen Frau zu ?ffnen. "Und wie
hei?en sie ?" "Alexandra" antwortete die Pflegerin. "Alexander, sagen sie doch mal... sie haben doch in
eienr geschlossenen Anstalt mir vielen Irren gearbeitet."
"Ja Sir, in einigen".
"Sind sie da auch so behutsam vorgegangen wenn es hie? umziehen und fixieren?"
Alex schaute ein wenig verlegen. "Nein Sir, aber ... das w?re doch sehr unangemessen, also wenn ich...".
"H?ren sie zu Alex, ich weiss wie es in solchen Anstalten zugeht. Und genau aus diesem Grunde sind sie
beide hier und nicht irgend wer anders. Also bitte, stellen sie sich vor sie seien in einer Geschlossenen. es
wird sie sicher niemand verklagen. Sie wissen, der Vormund bin ich und meine Weisung lautet diesen Irren
Junky wie das zu behandeln was sie ist."
Alex drehter sich zu der halbnackten zappelnden frau um, der sie den Mund zuhielt und gab ihr dann eine
schallende Ohrfeige. Sie drehte sich wieder zu uns um, mit einem unsicheren Geschtsausdruck.
"Ach bitte, war das alles ? Sie ist nur ein Junky, eine Irre, Abschaum der Gesellschaft" spottete Brad.
"Ich zeig dir mal, wie man unkooperative M?dchen bei uns gef?gig gemacht hat, kleine." sagte pl?tzlich
Jack, und packte Brads Frau brutal am Hals. Mit gro?er Kraft w?rgte er sie bis ihr Kopf rot anlief. Alex presste
ihr derweil immer st?rker die Hand auf den Mund und hielt ihren Kopf am Haar fest. "H?rst du auf zu
zappeln du Schlampe?" Schrie Jack ihr ins Gesicht. Aus ihren wundersch?nen gr?nen Augen ronnen Tr?nen,
sie rang nach Luft, bekam aber keine. Alex gesichtsausdruck sprach B?nde. Sie war schlichtweg fasziniert
von der rohen Gewalt deren Zeuge sie wurde. Vielleicht unbewusst, vielleicht nicht, rieb sie ihre Schenkel
gegeneinander.
Jack lie? los, rutschte zur?ck bis auf Angelinas Oberschenkel und schlug ihr kr?ftig in den Magen. Die
halbnackte Frau b?umte sich auf und versuchte dann Jack abzuwerfenn.Dieser schlug ihr wieder seine
Faust in den Bauch und dann noch einmal bis Angelina sich pl?tzlich erbrach. "Sorry Boss" sagte Jack.
"Schon in Ordnung. Zieht sie aus, fixiert sie und dann reinigt sie -sterht alles neben dem Bett. Oh... und
gute Arbeit Jack, sie sind eingestellt". "Danke Sir" grinste Jack breit.
Da Angelina nurnoch wimmerte und w?rgte, war es kein Problem f?r die beiden, ihr den Slip runter zu
ziehen und ihren BH zu entfernen. V?llig nackt fesselten sie Angelina an alle vier Ecken des Bettes. Sie
hatten ihr Lederfesselriemen an Hand und Fu?gelenke angelegt, die es einfach machten ihre Position
schnell zu ver?ndern. Alex zog die Fesseln so stramm, dass es Angelina schon beinah schmerzen musste und
ber?hrte den nackten K?rper dabei mehrfach -offenbar aus keinem anderen Grunde als genau deswegen.
Gar nicht mal so unsexy, Alex athletischer K?rper in den engen wei?en Pflegersachen, dachte ich w?hrend
ich noch einen Schluck Whisky trank. Der feuchte Fleck zwischen den Beinen der blonden Pflegerin war nun
nichtmerh zu ?bersehen, wenngleich sie versuchte ihn zu verbergen. Sie war es auch, die den nassen
Schwamm nahm und anfing Angelina von oben bis unten abzuwaschen, w?hrend Jack ihr wenig sanft den
Mund mittels einer medizinischen Mundsperre ?ffnete -das einzige was wir dort hingelegt hatten was im
Stande war, ihre Schreie etwas zum verstummen. Ich hatte Brad dazu ?berredet, denn ganz stumm wollte
ich sie nun auch wieder nicht haben. Angelina Jolie vor Schmerzen und Angst schreien zu h?ren, war einfach
ein zu gro?er Genuss.
Nachdem Alex damit fertig war die hilflose Frau abzuwaschen (wobei sie sich reichlich Zeit lie? und sehr
gr?ndlich vorging) wendete ich mich erneut an sie. "Alex, bitte trag ihr die K?rper Lotion auf, wir wollen
nicht, dass ihre Haut spr?de wird." "Nat?rlich Sir" sgate Alex und verschluckte sich dabei beinahe, nahm
aber die K?rperlotion in ihre H?nde und begann die gefesselte damit einzureiben. "Jack, kommen sie bitte
mit, wir machen ihre Unterlagen fertig. Und sie, Alex, machen hier weiter -wir sind in einer halben Stunde
wieder bei ihnen" dabei deutete Brad auf die T?r und wir gingen in sein Arbeitszimmer, wo er Jack einen
sechzig seitigen Arbeitsvertrag hinlegte mit der Bitte all seine Daten auszuf?llen und zu unterschreiben.
W?hrend Jack las und areitete, zogen wir uns ins Wohnzimmer zur?ck wo wir uns auf die Couch fallen
lie?en und den Fernseher anschalteten. Brad zappte auf die verstecke ?berwachungskammer in Angelinas
Schlafzimmer. Alex war l?ngst fertig und sa? auf dem Bett, w?hrend ihre Blicke ?ber den nackten
Frauenk?rper neben ihr glitt. Angelinas nackte Haut gl?nzte von der Lotion. Was f?r ein Anblick. "Alles in
FullHD." Sagte Brad, der sich in die Couch m?mmelte. "Und Aufnahme!" Ein kleiner roter Punkt unter dem
"REC" stand, zeigte sich ganz unten am Bildschirm. "Meinst du nicht, sie ist zu jung ? Ich meine, sie sieht aus
wie eine Cheerleaderin, abgesehen von diesem manchmal kalten Blick in ihren Augen und sie ist
nichteinmal zwanzig!" fragte ich Brad. "Wir werdens gleich sehen, wenn sie sich allein und unbeobachtet
f?hlt". "Also mir gef?llt die Show schon jetzt" ich prostete Brad zu. "Besser als in meinen wildesten
Tr?umen!" und er prostete zur?ck. Wir lehnten uns zur?ck um die Show zu genie?en.
--Ende Teil 1
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Do you remember the day when you lost your virginity? This guy lost it with a hot, mature chick and he will never forget it…My name is Alex and I want to tell you the story of my first time. Though it happened over ten years ago, I still remember it like it was yesterday. I was 21, a fair good looking easy going guy, but still a virgin. It was something frustrating what I didn’t like at all. I was not a sucker or a fool, but I would get it off with girls. All of my friends had girlfriends and...
I am a big ISS bug I read stories when I get bored or feel horny. First time I am writing my own story so I introduce myself first I am Zain 23 years old, cute body when I was in my 11 grad I joined a academy to study we were 5 boys and 4 girls in my class in 4 mne sai sirf aik girl average thi but remaining 3 where danm hot hum boys aksar free time men in 3 girls ko ragar ragar ker chodny ki planning kerty or har Koi teno larkion ko bari bari chodna chahta tha hum men say 2 boys kafi lofer or...
Luncheon by Vickie Tern Maureen and Claudia were already there when Nicole and I arrived, utterly absorbed in their own conversation, making small gestures to each other with bejeweled, beautifully manicured hands. I saw that they were as carefully dressed and made up as we were, in brocade and silk with subtle eye-shadowing, and I felt glad I'd taken Nicole's advice and worn an outfit I'd originally thought way too dressy for a noon luncheon. This...
Previously, on I Dream of Demie: Hi, my name's Tom. I killed a man to summon a sex demon from Hell. She loves to smoke my pot, so she spared my life, stays with me, and occasionally we have incredible sex. The other night Demie killed a girl while we were having a threesome. It kind of fucked me up. I went on a bender and Demie, shapeshifted to look like Jessica Alba, took out a bunch of bikers that were giving us trouble. She can make herself look (and feel) like any girl I want! But is...
It seamed to be a regular Friday at the office, then quickly turned into an abnormal one. I got tons of paper work piled up on me. There is no way I’m getting out of here on time, I thought to myself. I grabbed my phone and sent Jessica a quick text message. Hey Babe I got a bunch of work piled up on me, and I will be home late. I love you. Jessica and I go into role with me dominating her every weekend, and this would be no different. I pulled into the garage, and walked in the door. I gave...
BDSM"Do you want to fuck or are you still crushing on me?" Certainly I was staring at Carmencita, staring at her body. Indeed, I had lingering feelings for her even after she had rebutted me. And under normal circumstances, I might well have been staring, or frequently looking her way. No amount of grief could change that she was in every inch and fibre pleasing to behold. However, on this occasion, the cause of my fixation on her, rather than any phantom romantic impulse, was shock. When she...
Viincent hadn’t bothered with a new mistress that Winter Season. Seeing and being around Ulani again, he even found his visits to the tavern for sex had stopped. He hadn’t actually used one of the girls for months. He still found Ulani’s nearness affected him. He knew that he wanted her and was learning that her coolness was very frustrating. The problem was, he wasn’t ready to settle down and he knew Ulani wasn’t in the habit of playing around according to the rumours. He kept a careful...
Hello I am amit , i am sexually charged guy , always want to beat the ass out of the lady who will give me a sign and some tricks from her eyes or vice versed , i am 27 now and i am ready to take over the world. i am currently working in a company and get a okay wage , i am dark not that tall not that build up but have a penis that ladies would not getting tired of putting it inside them mouths. So here is my story in disguise i want to share it with all of you. Currently i am married and not...
I'm sure most of the population think that music and movie stars have chauffeurs everywhere they go, plus a huge entourage who wait on their every need. Not true! I personally drove the crowded SUV across Tennessee from Nashville to a rural suburb of Knoxville where Crystal and Ellen's parents lived. With Crystal and me also were Ellen, Claire, PJ, and Nadia. We were all in a jovial mood, laughing and even singing Christmas carols along with the radio. The back of the car was so full of...
I woke up Saturday morning and quietly crawled out of bed busting for a pee, my head was on the floor and my mouth was like the base of a parrot’s cage – the wine.It always happens to me at dads, I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s because he brews his own, maybe, for some reason, I always drink it faster than normal, but it always happens.Suddenly there’s a knock on the loo door, dad pokes his head round the door and asks if I’m ok.“Yeh, I think so why?”“Well it’s just that you’ve been there...
I think I was alone in a unique fetish that I seemed to have – I craved hairy smelly stinky cunts – specially fat black older ladies who had them. There is a condition in some ladies where they discharge a fishy and foul smelling fluid from their cunts which makes it really stinky. - As a child I had overheard a large black woman talk about it to her friend and though she seemed to be stressed by it - it had made me very aroused to have heard a cunt being described like that. Apparently it is...
Fetish***Trigger Warning: Descriptions of torture and sexual assault** When we woke the next morning, after transferring the mana from six exhausted templars back to me, we got started on ‘the plan’ for dealing with the Architect. The first step to our plan was simple – yet difficult. We needed someone who could carve stone. In that effort, it turned out both Bel and Jowan were indispensable. Jowan had demonstrated a keen affinity to earth magic – apparently different than the typical spells...
Stephanie and I have been married for 10 years. Our sex life has been average, with sex on average at least once a week. Stephanie is from a very conservative background with an emphasis on the basics, but nothing else. Needless to say our relationship was monogamous and absent of any marital aids or toys. About a year ago, I reconnected with a work colleague from about 20 years ago. Tina and I had been friends and acquaintances in a prior job but we never dated or socialized outside of work....
Flashing lights and loud, pounding music. I downed my shot of whiskey and eyed Sean from a corner of the club. He was grooving, dancing with another attractive lithe female who was very evidently, ready to give anything he wanted. Sean is dark, dangerous and handsome as sin, a well-known in the club I always frequent, and I cannot help but gawk. He was very tall, built and had the best sense of dressing I’ve known. Rich, yes, very rich too, never failing to consistently make an entrance with...
I woke up the next morning with my sister sleeping in my arms and my stiff dick still inside of her. I cupped her right boob and pulled her a little tighter as I thrust my hips forward driving the head of my dick into her cervix as I shot my morning load into her. Patty woke up right then and turned her head to kiss me and said, "now this is how I like to wake up in the mornings." "I'm not done yet", I said as I slid out of her and rolled her over as I moved down to her pussy. She raised her...
The visit to my mom and dad's small home town in Ohio was one we used to make fairly regularly. We would visit their parents and all my aunts, uncles, and cousins. I really enjoyed it because it meant visiting old houses, big farms in the country, and playing games with my cousins. But the last time we had been there was when I was ten; we went to the funeral of my mom's dad. He had been my last remaining grandparent. So this return was a special trip. They had planned on spending a day...
All the I’s were dotted and the T’s were crossed, avoiding the pesky little fact that the enslavement of real human beings is very much illegal, by virtue of the white men paying for the opportunity to be treated like actual slaves on an auction block. You can’t technically, or more importantly legally, be considered a slave if you have paid for the opportunity to be treated as such. And the fee was not at all insignificant; participants could choose from a menu of how long they wanted to...
by TedStv ©Chapter One: Nate’s Condition.Nate watched her enter the store. She had shoulder length red hair and was wearing a tan linen mini-dress. She had wide hips and a round ass that shook under the sheer cloth as she walked. The dress clung to her just enough to see her small waist. In the bright sun it was slightly see through, revealing her G-string panties and bare luscious ass. She grabbed a cart and passed through the automatic doors. He had not planned on picking up much more...
Alexis is back everyone as promised and she’s here to take one in the pink and one in the stink for one debauchery of an Ass to Mouth analing of a good time. And if you didn’t read this girl’s first scene’s write-up and instead went straight to her anal pounding then you aren’t aware she’s very well spoken and speaks more than a few languages fluently. She plays numerous musical instruments and teaches her skills to aspiring youngins in order to give back to her community and this...
xmoviesforyouHer ample breasts pressed against his masculine chest, and her nipples hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Michael and Sophia: The Shower and the Storm The storm was fierce. Michael and Sophia huddled together on the couch. As he held her, he could feel her shivering with fear. Her ample breasts pressed firmly against his masculine chest. Her nipples, hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Sophia was afraid of the thunder. Every time it crackled, she squeezed him tighter. Her...
MatureI work the night shift for a grocery store. Usually before my shift ends, she comes into work. Her name was Misty, she's the seafood manager. We talk from time to time, one night I was telling her about me going out to karaoke, she told me she liked to do karaoke but hasn't gone in a while. Several days later, I went up to talk to her when I noticed she wasn't herself. "Are you ok misty? You seem depressed" I asked her, then she replied, "my boyfriend cheated on me and I'm upset, I need a...
Conviction As the song says, it's been a long strange trip. It started on an ordinary day, the last ordinary day I would have. I was walking home from work when I heard a scream. I froze, and couldn't figure out what to do. Part of me wanted to go help whoever it was who screamed, but the rest of me wanted to ignore it and not get involved. But before I could follow through on that cowardice, a man came out of an alley - from the direction of the scream. He bumped into...
Cammy had run to her bedroom to change as soon as her native American ceremony was over, she was back in time to watch the last of Clair and Brad's. As soon as she could get to Clair Cammy hugged her and shouted "We did it, we fooled them honey, we pulled it off, every one thinks we are supposed to be here!" Clair said "I'm not here, I am miles away on a pink cloud." Both brides cut their cakes, kissed a lot of people on their cheeks and sipped a glass of wine. After an hour both...
He was there again. On a Sunday, underneath the same oak tree that block the view from every one walking around in the park. He was sitting in a hallow that the root of the tree made. It was like a little campfire circle. His brown hair was whipping around in his face as the fresh wind blew. He looked so unlike himself when he was at school. His name is Micheal O'Conner. He was a really popular guy in the school. He was smart, talented, athletic and totally cute. His eyes drew every one in,...
Gay MaleI am writing this final chapter of my journey sitting on the balcony of our apartment that is halfway up the Peak in Hong Kong. Hong Kong spreads below. A soft warm tropical trade wind brings the smell of frangipani. I am relaxed and reflective. Tomorrow is my forty-third birthday.It is almost three years since, just after I turned forty, my sexual awakening—journey as I like to think of it—began in an incense laden room in Phuket, Thailand. Now, as my husband and I settle into Hong Kong, my...
IncestThis is the story of the evening that I was fucked up the ass for the first time. In Anal Awakenings (Part 1) my 19 year-old boyfriend, Shane, had promised to blow me while one of his friends fucked me.Shane's familiar knock came at seven. I opened it and was surprised that Shane was flanked not by one but by two young hunks, one blond and the other dark. Like Shane, his friends were trim with small asses,had muscular arms and nice pecs showed through their tight shirts. I kissed the three of...
Gay MaleThe streets of Tricotore were dark and cold as the wind swept the dust along the rock pavement devoid of any human presence. Nobody looked at the streets through their windows. Nobody paid any attention to the empty streets. Nobody except a lonely woman. She stood high up and away from the streets and they held a sense of intrigue in her mind. Neko was the classic princess locked in the tower, the only exception being that she wasn't a princess but a Duchess. The Duchess of this poor city,...
My short hunting trip was successful and I was about to decide if I should smoke the two deer by myself or should I take them to Ake to add something to my credit. It turned out that the decision was made for me, as a group of riders approached my home from the direction of the village. It took one quick look to verify that the riders were Guardians, and I could think of only one reason why they would come to see me. I left those deer hanging next to my smokehouse when I turned to face the...
Hello friends. Hope u guys remember me. I am Rahul from chennai. Those who don’t know me can read my previous stories “Fucking my hot cousin Rekha” and “Pooja – A sexy slut”. I earlier promised that i ll post the next part of the story “Pooja – A sexy slut”. But i didn’t do it for many reasons: 1. Some bad experiences and negative feedback for my last post 2. Busy with tight schedules 3. I am very lazy to type in free time etc.. But i skipped them, gathered time and presenting the next part of...
The Martinet Belladona Emmanuel Sanlaville grinned as the young girl sitting before his desk crossed her shapely legs again. One black, sheer stocking covered leg swayed over the other. The girl let her heel dangled from her right toes while she continued to answer the question. Emmanuel sat up straight while he listened to her response and adjusted himself in his chair. His eyes struggled to avoid her mid thigh hemline or the amble bust that was visible beneath her...
As our fair MC walks down the street of the bustling city, a small shred of fabric drifts by in the wind. It's gleaming, lustrous even. It catches the eye and holds it. They feel drawn to it, heavily, and begin chasing it. Something about this fabric makes them feel as though they need it. After a few blocks of running, and looking like an absolute fool to everyone who saw, our protagonist catches it. It feels like no other fabric they'd ever felt before, and sends shivers down their spine....
Mind ControlI was 13 and she was 14yo neighbour from up the road her parents had to visit a sick relative in the country and would be away over night.Her mother asked mine if she could stay with us on the Saturday night as she didn't want her to be by herself over night.My mother agreed and said to me that she would have to sleep in my room as mine was the only one with a spare bed and my older sister could sleep in my bed.But my sister hated Susie, I wasn't sure why, but she definity wasn't sleeping in...
Madame Cerise Author: Melissa Anne Curling Author's note: This is not a sweet story in the genre of 'His Mother's Hair'. It has a much stronger fem-dom theme. If you don't like that type of story, don't read this. Children are mentioned briefly at the beginning but are not part of the main story. This story is about adults and was written for adults. -------------------------------------------- "Thank you, Colette," Cerise said in genuine gratitude to...
David sat staring at his computer screen, trying to will the machine to complete the boot operation. The desktop showed up on the screen and he was just about to let out a whoop of triumph, when the screen turned that unmistakable bright blue and the machine shutdown."Pig fucking piece of shit!" he said, his hand sweeping out to destroy the carefully built stack of Mountain Dew cans. Outside his window the sky was black. How had that happened? He let out an exasperated sigh and looked at his...
Zax was on the verge of retorting against the notion of already joining Sinister Chain when it dawn on him that if former Supreme Ruler Gid Chu Takeda declared so, he probably will not budge for any other demand. Thus, he semi officially became the seventy fifth member of Sinister Chain. As Zax showed no indication of asking himself, Gid Chu took his silence as the essential attentiveness he would like him to exhibit before bringing up to speed. “Might as well start from the beginning, won’t...
An Incredible Fanfic by Malethoth Kazyanenko In 2014, Kanto was not the same as it was ten years ago. Far from being an idyllic and beautiful place where Pok?n roamed free and battled one another in pleasant splendor. After the Great War of Nael-Ytharlep, when massive armies of Pok?n collided in the fields and in the mountains and in the plains and laid waste to the cities and razed the towns and burned the towers and fouled the rivers and desecrated the land, there was a period of great...
Hi to all readers, I am from Kolkata and I too have been a reader of this site for quite some and now I this is the second true story I am sharing with all. Lila has now become my sex object and she now takes special care of her body to please me. She regularly shaves her underarms and also keeps her pussy hairless. She uses good soap while taking a bath and uses perfume to smell good and also have started wearing nice and sexy undergarments to please me, but her normal dress is still a simple...
We had just finished a sweaty sex session where I had Jenny bent over the couch. It had been a damn hot day and the house was like a sauna. When I finally came inside her, she collapsed on the ground relieved she could take a rest. After a brief rest, we sat at the dining table with some drinks, still naked."Honey, that was the best you've given it to me in ages...I used to dream of sex as hot as that" Jen said.I replied "sure, it's always my fantasy to see my cock in you when you're bent...
MatureThe Fine Print A drabble by Radioactive Loner . Copyright 2001 Breasts and hips expand, stomach flattens, gaze becomes sultry, hair cascades down in a gentle waterfall, buttocks and thighs become pleasantly shapely. "Oh," I say in a sexy contralto. "This body is ... wonderful." The man smiles, his visage demonic. "You should have read the fine print." "What?" I say fearfully. The changes aren't finished. My skin turns a burnished red. I feel...
"Gaklin, the tribe leader ordered us not to cross to the next cave without at least two elders of whichever tribe, and the Basement Floor's humans don't have any expert at the same level as an elder with them". A grim looking large man with lemon skin, wearing a blue scaled robe said to a similar looking man, Gaklin, who wore a brown fur robe and led five of the fifty three pursuers in the pursuit after Zax, Zetsa and Tularg. "It will take them three quarters of an hour to reach the...