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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
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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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As I reach your hotel I know that I look flustered and nervous, small beads of sweat are running down the small of my back and my face is flushed. I wait for the elevator and step inside, two other people enter at the same time as me. I look into the mirrors which cover every wall and check out my appearance - hoping against hope that it will please you master. I catch the eye of one of my fellow travelers, one looks towards his companion and they smile to one another after having given me...
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Jack's fingers flew across the keyboard for a minute, then he clicked over to the PDFs of the financial records and scanned down until he found the next set of recurring entries. He copied the text, clicked back to Excel, and pasted them in, then typed up his notes for those entries, too. He wanted to get this done before the girls returned home so he could spend the rest of the day with them. He was enjoying his internship, and found that digging through financial documents for clues and...
Chelsea walked out of the Fall Ball, her red cloak billowing around her ankles in the cool breeze. She had come back to the school to help clean up after taking her boyfriend Stan and their friend Sarah home, and now that it was finally all over, she slowly walked back to her car, ready to get some sleep back home. Waving to some of the last few stragglers in their various costumes, she very nearly walked past the gold minivan parked under the tree, in the darkest part of the parking lot....
Group SexHello, My wife and I had a very good friend who was staying at our house prior to his moving away from Silicon Valley. Unfortunately the poor fool was going to marry this horrible woman that all of his friends really hated including us. My slutty young wife and I agreed that we should try to prevent him from making this major mistake and decided that she should try using her sexual charms to lure him into a doing a threesome then convince him to call off the wedding. My wife and I had been...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Lets start off with me. I'm a 25 year old normal guy with a girlfriend. I was never attracted to my aunt or anything of the sort. This was a freak occurance that i ended up enjoying. Aunt Margie came to stay with us after her son had her arrested. They were drunk and she bitch smacked hin. So,she came to get her head together after that and I'm sure her divorce years ago did not help her mindstate. She is in her late fourties,about 6'0" and thick. her...
IncestIf you haven’t read the first part, please do try to catch up. Here is the summary: My 40-year-old boss, Sasha, picked me up to go audit a client. On the drive, my boss put her hand on my thigh, and I finally got my chance to feel her body up and rub her pussy while in her car, on the side of a road. She let me drive after our quick stop to the client’s town while sucking my cock the whole way there. We’re about 20 minutes from the client’s office, so we’re now pretending to be on our best...
Act I After pulling up and parking my car in west Tyrellstown, I walked the short distance to my 'alternate' car, a silver VW Golf. I took off heading straight for Willowfield. The closer I got the more excited I became. Enroute I noticed a quiet stretch of road, where I reached under the seat and pulled out my temporary disguise, which consisted of a blonde wig, large sunglasses and a black trenchcoat. I pulled into a lay-by, first putting on the coat and glasses and then, after...
Lou Greentree forced his horse on, traveling through the shadows of late afternoon. The posse was still hanging back there, persistently dogging his backtrail. They didn't appear to be in too much of a hurry to catch up either. As the bay's energy ran down, they didn't bother to shorten Lou's lead. They seemed satisfied to simply hound his trail, keeping him in sight and letting the heat of the desert and the exertion of this race do their job for them. His horse wasn't going to last too...
He was an old man, frail and unsteady. The few other passengers on the local train, watching as he tottered to a seat, may have felt some concern for him. Sallow faced and feeble he was truly a candidate for public sympathy.Sitting back in his seat, as the carriage doors closed, and the train jerked into motion on its circuitous route, old Harry Dayton, felt a spark of weird excitement. This would be his first journey on this line for many, many years. Once it had been his, daily, mode of...
Straight SexSince high school, I have three best buddies which are all married now, but we are still in touch and every now and then we met up with our wives and sometimes just the four of us. My wife was my high school girlfriend so my best buddies knew her ever since and comfortable with her.It was my b-day when three of my 3 best buddies and I were the only people left in our house with my wife. My wife, started to clean up the mess and the four of us is still drinking up at the living room. After a...
Within my darkness there is of course a dedication… So to the one known as ‘derfauster’ this one is all yours… * You talk of darkness but do you have any thought to base this talk on? Herein lies darkness of the most terrible kind. Because you see my friend, this darkness was once lightness in and of itself. It was a real person. It was a person who had so much to give, and sadly she chose the wrong one to give it to. She mistakenly thought she’d met her dark soul master… You want to know...
Beams of warm light streamed through the open shades as James lounged on the water bed, a smirk on his face as he surfed through the channels. It was the early afternoon of a crisp autumn day, the leaves outside exploding in bursts of red, orange and yellow; the air filled with the sweet scent of fall. Bayonetta had left the night before and would be gone at least a couple more days, off on another lengthy assignment. She left him in her studio dungeon with a small stash of food and just...
Hi readers, I am rudraksh Khanna. Thanks for appreciating my last story, “Stranger girl fucked at a wedding in Rajkot” I am back ;) with my latest real incident which happened with me on 15th march 2017. I downloaded snap chat app in my iphone as all my friends are crazy for snap chat, I thought let’s give it a try. Aftr few weeks, I met my friend who added few females in my snapchat account and asked to chat with them and ask out the females for company to his birthday party. My friend stays...
Nicola's braided hair snaked over her shoulder as she stood waiting for John to finish undressing. This was their first match; their opportunity to prove themselves worthy of their respective Houses and for one of them the prospect of advancement. 32 year old Nicola stood at 5'9", with raven hair pulled back into a braided length specifically for this encounter. Buxom, with a small tattoo of a falcon on her shoulder, she watched John put his clothes to the side of the arena and considered...
“So, I called Threnody today.” Shelby said out of the blue. “When?” Alexis asked. They were sitting in Nick’s hot tub sharing a very good bottle of Nick’s Riesling with Lev’s cousin Rifkeh and The Infamous Cat Easton - a title Cat herself had suggested should be attached to her name last night after the four of them had split three bottles of Nick’s excellent Shiraz. Alexis had started subtly adding possessives to things around Nick’s Loft since Shelby had convinced them to go clothes...
Chapter 3 Milly phoned Julie and arranged to meet at the garage clearance. It was a hot day and both girls were wet and sweaty as they moved box upon box of rubbish out of the garage. They were offered lemonade by Petra Anderson and were grateful for it. Mrs Anderson would have she explained tidied it herself, but she had heard the GUIDES were on job week and thought it better if she had help for herself and helped a good movement at the same time. She told Milly and Julie of her time...
The Derene Empire was characterized by it's expansive trade network, it's surplus of luxury goods such as gold and ivory, and its temperate climate. Though as more and more people are born into it, the pressure on constant expansion increases exponentially. That's where the Vixen come in. The Vixen are the Emperor's personal fighting force. Only one exists for every 10,000 Derenese citizens. Trained from early childhood, less than 5% make it through to take their oath. Although many Vixen stay...
FantasyHi, Friends, I just wanted to quickly share this sex story that happened earlier in my life. I had just begun my life as a Software Engineer in Bangalore. There were a lot of girls, some which drew my interest, some with whom I flirted, some with whom I had some sexual relationships. This is about one such incident. Before I start, a quick word about me. I am an attractive slim/fit, 6-foot tall guy. I have had some girls fall for me without even me trying, so I already had some level of...
-=Hey guys, I had some small things I had to take care of, have fun reading part 5!=- After I got the call from Mark's mother, I passed out on the sofa and only woke up around 6PM, I gave both Aky and Mark the news and got them a snack so we could go to Mark's house to grab some clothes for him, I could tell that he was totally excited, I didn't plan much nor did I think that we'd end up having sex, but now, things had already happened. Thursday I woke up and both were already...
While I was getting myself together Sue cranked the car and pulled to a parking spot closer to the Mall Entrance. I made my way to the men‘s restroom and the girls went to the ladies restroom. From there we made our way to the second level and V.C. There were two young ladies working in the store, both looked to be early to mid twenties, slender, shapely and just what you would expect to see working at Victory Secrets. Both smiled at us when we walked in. The more shapely of the two...
Chance Encounter Part IV Later that Morning around 1030 AM Marie rolled over, and cuddled against the warmth she felt, when she opened her eyes and saw Jer, She was a little startled. Then she remembered where she was and what they had done most of the night, and smiled. Getting up she went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her, she needed a little time to herself right now. Going over to the sink she brushed her hair, and after that brushed her teeth. When she was done she looked in...
Carter Fuck, I was pacing. She said she wouldn't tell anyone, well that's good. That isn't what I'm worried about. I might have pushed her away, too far away. Fuck. I just had a mini-make out session with a student, with Ever. And in that moment I stopped pacing, everything seemed to slow as this sunk in. I know I can't go back; she has to be mine. All mine. I thought back on what we did, how amazing her ass felt in my hands. I was almost instantly hard. I looked at my office door, locked it,...
InterracialI Love All Black Gangbangs Story For Moni Moni And Carols Vacation By: Me Written on January 20th, 2013 Nice fantasy from a friend Moni and her friend Carol had decided to go on a girls only vacation to Jamaica with some resistance from the husbands. They said they would be fine at a resort what can happen there. They left for Jamaica in march still be cold in Canada the girls were looking forward to some sun and beach. They arrived in Kingston and were bused away to the resort. looks like a...
On a bright and sunny day two weeks after the funeral of Ellie Jane Lauderdale Hutchinson visitors to Briarwood Cemetery saw a very attractive older woman sitting on the bench next to where Charlie and Ellie Hutchinson are interred in the Lauderdale section of the cemetery. She was alone but nonetheless to the casual observer she seemed deep in conversation. "Sorry I haven't come by earlier but I was occupied with Jamie and getting settled in after he left and before you ask yes I fucked...
I guided Peter into the main shopping mall in town leading him straight into a shoe shop. The girl in the shop fetched a few pairs for me to try on and I relished asking Peters opinion. He tried not to look too obvious that he was hooked on my shoes and feet. I 'hummed' and 'ahmmed' a short while, telling the girl I was undecided and may well be back later.Grabbing his arm once more we walked around the mall going into various shoe shops. In the ones without sales staff I would make him fetch...
CrossdressingFor a change, when Steve woke, it was Priya and Sarah who were draped over him, while Lorraine and Anna were in each other's arms. The usual suspects were kneeling at the foot of the bed, Theresa and Jane nude and collared, Erica and Alexandra actually clothed, but figuratively just as naked. Steve looked Alexandra in the eyes, and mouthed, "Today. Baby." Alexandra's eyes shone through her tears as she nodded, and mouthed, "Yes, please." Steve considered his tasks today. In addition...
"He went for it?" said Gerald. "I can't believe it." "Yes, and that without much of a fight. That kinda bothers me. I mean why didn't he argue with me. I figured I could convince him, but he gave up awfully easy. I mean he is kind of a pussy when it comes to me, but him giving in so easy..." she paused in mid-thought. "Maybe he's just a realist who knew you'd be going whether he liked it or not," said Gerald. "Maybe, but, I'm suspecting it's something a little less obvious. I just don't know...
CuckoldIt had started out to be a fun-filled day tour of the snow-capped mountain. Billy Jo was glad to be out of school for the entire day. Her teacher, Mr. Hardcastle was nicer than usual and even allowed her to sit in the seat right next to him right behind the driver. Billy Jo was a bit older than she really looked and at eighteen she gave the appearance of a much younger female. Most of the others were older than her because this was an upper class outing restricted to the third and fourth year...
The Pebble, Part Three by Janet Harris 2014 Hi. My name is Amanda Harris. My sister-in-law Janet edits and publishes these stories for me. I wasn't born as Amanda, I used to be Janet's big brother Tom until, as you may have read already, my soul went through the hole in a pebble I found on a beach into this lovely body. Tom's soul came out of this body, so now the new Tom is my husband and I love him loads. After a few short trial swaps and months when the pebble wouldn't work,...
The moon shone in through the window by my side. I was in bed, in my room, sleeping with my naked nineteen-year-old body tucked under my cozy and warm blankets. It was the middle of the night. I do wake up at night often, that was no big surprise to me. But where did the light come from? I knelt up to look out the window, but there were no police cars passing by. Lots of snow covered everything, but this was residual snow from the day before; right now the sky was fully clear, not a single...
Madison Hart had broken up with her boyfriend a while ago, but he is still trying to make it up to her. He showed up at her house all friendly trying to spend time with her. She decided to give him another chance. It was not long before they were talking about how much Madison missed him. Madison could tell this was a ploy to try and fuck, but she was feeling pretty horny anyway. Before she knew it Madison was sucking her ex-boyfriends long cock and getting her pussy penetrated. She was left...
xmoviesforyouAs I did up the top button of my blouse, I looked in the mirror at my reflection and sighed heavily. I couldn’t believe I was going to the funeral of a 28 year old man. Liam had been the youngest of our group when we were teenagers. He was happily married with a daughter and another baby on the way. All it took was one drunk driver to jump a red light and wipe out his car, and he was gone. Just like that. The the funeral parlour was packed, as any funeral for a young person is. I surveyed the...
We drove home in virtual silence. I was so horny because of what we had just done but couldn’t help wondering if Mary felt the same. I was now hooked on watching my wife with another man. I was unsure what I would do if she didn’t want to go on.When we arrived home Mary got out of the car saying, "We need to talk" as she disappeared into the house leaving me to put the car away. That’s it, I thought, she’s embarrassed by what’s happened and wants to stop. Damn. I had to try and talk her back...
Exhibitionism100% fiction! I was at work one day when I got a call that my parents were in a deadly car accident. I got a 1st flight home. I was met by Amanda she was crying as I walked up to her to hug and hold her. I kissed her on her cheek and told I was here now and that I would take care of her and her every need. We get the car and drove home. While Amanda was driving I was looking her over. It has been 2yrs since I had seen her and she had filled out. She just turned 20 and she is 5'5 red hair gr...
IncestKim Possible was lying naked in her bed. Her face was a little red, her breath was shortened, her nipples were pointing straight up in the air and had a familiar wetness between her legs. The same moisture she’d had five mornings in a row. Caused by the same dream, every night. In the dream, Kim was tied on the bed nude with her legs spread wide. Standing next to the bed Drakken's sidekick, Shego. She was also nude, except for her mischievous smile. Kim was not feeling scared,...
After work I had stopped off and gotten a pizza for me and Kathy and then went into my study to browse the internet and kill a little time. We had agreed when we had moved in together many years earlier that my study was a private place and that I could go in there and not be disturbed. This worked well for me, as I would have a very hard time explaining why I was reading stories off of a website called "Fictionmania". I read these stories, a lot, because deep down I had always wanted...
Sandy looked around with a smirk on her face, "Truth...or dare?" There were sniggers and someone threw a piece of popcorn at her. "Cut the dramatics, Sandy," Cassy chuckled, "and pick." "All right, dare," Sandy finally said. Cassy thought about it. "Drink from the toilet," she said. "Gross! No way!" Sandy complained. Cassy shrugged and gestured to Sandy. "Fine. Your shirt it is then." Sandy sighed and stripped off her shirt to the obvious delight of Dylan and Sterling. They were all in...
Group SexA week after our trip to South Carolina, Sheri and I made love for the first time. I think we’d both love to say it was fantastic, but it was what you’d expect for two seventeen year olds. It was awkward, kind of rushed, and ended way too quickly. We were in my bedroom in my parents’ house and they were sleeping about fifty feet from where we were. Even though it wasn’t as great as we’d wanted it to be, we both couldn’t wait to try again. The junior prom was mere weeks away and we both knew...
As from the part one story you read how our sex was encountered with strangers and turned into orgy on our first day of our honeymoon. As we went in our room Guarav said he went crazy by seeing me fucked by 2 strangers infront of him.He came near and kissed me pressing my ass.“I am very happy with you and I enjoyed a lot last night” kissing me deep.“I want to thank you to making our honeymoon very spicy”.As we slept for sometime went for bath its 3 at afternoon we ordered some food.Bell rang...