Immaculate Conception
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Immaculate Conception This is a true story, as seen and experienced by self at the age when I was stepping out of childhood. My first vision of man and woman in intimate relations. Though this may be termed by some as adultery or extra marital relations I personally do not judge it or consider that perspective, though this is directly connected to my family- my uncle, his wife and her physical lover. The year: 1964. Age: Just out of childhood. Uncle: Paternal. Age: about 55 + Auntie: By virtue of her marriage to my uncle. Age: 28. Their marriage: April 1963. Her lover: Dr.Salim. Age: not above 35 years. I was born and was schooling up in a town school staying with my parents, my father working with the mass transportation company. My uncle who is now no more stayed away from town in a village. He had his own bungalow with farm and orchard and a river passing near his farmland. I loved to visit him as often as I could to take in the beauty of nature and fresh air and environment My uncle got married at age 55, in the year 1963, to a very young and fair girl, from Bombay.I visited them very often as I was doing before their wedding. My aunt grew fond of me as myself too and we used to go out at the river or the farm for leisure walks and strolling. Some times on Saturdays I would spend the night at their farm. Many times Dr. Salim, a doctor by profession and farm owner surrounding our farm used to drop in for drinks with uncle. It so happened that in November the same year my father got posted / transferred to another place and it was decided by my parents that I stay with my uncle and aunt and attend the same school which was not very far from the farm bungalow. Cycle was my best mode for commutation. A month later after I shifted to their place my uncle slipped and fell down and had to be admitted / treated at the town hospital for bone fissure and ligament damage. This meant that we were alone in the big secluded place with their maidservant Saira a Muslim widow of about 40 years of age. As per our routine in the evening auntie and self were ready to go for a walk / stroll at the hill-side. Suddenly my auntie changed her mind and insisted that I go out alone on my cycle, as she was not feeling well. Nothing serious and not to worry she said. Maid Saira too was coaxing me to go all by my self before it got dark. I reluctantly paddled out on my cycle all by my self. I was exiting when I saw Dr.Salim going towards our house. I understood he was going to treat my auntie’s tummy ache. After about 30 minutes of cycling I realized that the rear tyre was flat. I had to reach home dragging the cycle. I reached the farm and it had got a bit dark on sun set. I abandoned my cycle at the rear of the bungalow when I saw light on in the guest master bedroom. The curtains were not fully drawn and out of curiosity had a look inside. What I saw on the huge four-poster wooden bed made me spin. My auntie was completely naked and on top of her Dr. Salim who too was completely naked was humping and thrusting his hip and waist in the abdomen area of my favorite aunt. My auntie’s legs were slightly parted. Her eyes were shut and with her hands was clutching away at the bed sheet with one hand. Salims hands were all over her naked body sometimes crushing each of her breasts. I could not understand what they were up to. I had never seen a women or man naked and never knew as to what they were up to only thing I concluded that he was hurting or punishing my auntie. I did not know what to do and sat on the portico steps crying thinking of getting across to the full time maid. Just then she appeared and asked me as to why I was crying and weeping. I was sobbing and pointed her to the window and walked with her there to show her. This time I could see that Dr. Salim had changed position come on his knees and I could see part of his penis all red and hard going in and out of my aunt’s abdomen below her tummy. Dr. Salim being very healthy and strong looked very dominating and rough with his muscular and rigid frame of 6 feet and 3 inches height .The maid tried to calm me and took me away after some time of watching. I was told not to mention what I saw to any body, not even to my parents or my auntie if I had love for my auntie. She said that “Dr. Salim was not hurting or punishing her but what he was doing was for her good and pleasures. What the Dr. was doing was ought to be done by my uncle and her husband but alas that was lacking and so Allah desires that Dr. Salim poke and pleasure my auntie.” I was not convinced and was sobbing slightly. Then she told me that she would show me later in the night that my auntie would volunteer to accept Dr. Salim. For this I might have to stay awake. Again she took promise from me not to mention what is going on in the bungalow / mansion. I went in the living room and after Dr. Salim left my auntie came in and sat next to me asking how I enjoyed my cycle ride. I pulled up a long face and said I was not happy going cycling with out her. I could get the smell of sweat, could be mixture of her and his. After dinner my aunt excused her self for having a bath / shower. I too went to my room. I had dosed off to sleep / nap when the maid shook me and asked me if I wanted to observe the submission of my aunt to Dr. Salim. I was just wide-awake on this suggestion. She took me out to the window that was closed but the curtains were more indrawn than in the evening. In fact this was the case with all the five windows unlike in the evening when only one was open. The room was fully lit, the silk bed sheets were changed and maid brought in tall glasses of milk and bowl of dry and fresh fruits, which were placed on either side table of the king, sized master bed. Few moments later my auntie and Dr. Salim walked in and the maid closed the room door. He sat on the cushioned chair while she undid her gown and dropped it on the carpet that the maid picked up and hanged it. Aunt was only wearing her panties. Her big and firm pears shaped breasts were bare and very prominent with pointed nipples. She walked towards Dr. and started removing his T-shirt. It did not take much time for her hands to wander around his pajama strings. She was cajoling him to get up and come to the bed and so his pajamas got off his waist making him first to get naked. I was dazed looking at his manhood. This was the first time I saw that thing getting big and hard though I think the first sight was not total ercction but almost semi erect. It looked menacing. He being Muslim the skin was off his meat. His penis was built like a horse and his muscular body all tanned and brown skinned gave him the rugged and monstrous appearance. With each moment advancing towards the bed I could see his penis hardening. There on the bed auntie had removed her last minimum clothing-her small or bikini type panties. The maid picked up the panties and was on her way out of the room and was next to me in a moment, with the panties and binoculars which I always carried to school and when I went out cycling. Binoculars were a part of me that I carried when I went out. The maid asked me to watch intently as she told me that Dr. Salim will insert his body inside her and my aunt will get immense relief and pleasure, which she is deprived as her hubby, is old and sick. Again she mentioned that Allah has given extra energy and big size penis to favor her. I observed intently with my binocs very closely the insertion. Her entrance was devoid of any hair and I could observe sticky fluid dripping from her opening at the time he started inserting. This time she was clutching and pushing him from around the waist and buttocks in order for him to enter her fast. Dr Salim’s hands too were all over her tender and white skinned body and he started kissing her on the lips. They were locked in the kiss few moments later and as was the case with their locking at the groin. Just then the maid gave me my aunt’s panties and asked to sniff at the particular region. I could get a peculiar smell that she said was when a woman wants or desires a man inside her groin area. On smelling and watching I did get some sensation or movement in my penis. With all the action in the bedroom I was convinced that my auntie was desperate for his body. It was almost an hour after which he started to dig faster and speedier and then slowing down and pulling out his penis from her vagina opening. Even when he brought out I could observe white discharge dripping from his penis as well as from her vagina. That was the time I was told by the maid to go to bed and sleep. Dr. Salim was not to go to his farmhouse. He was to stay put with my aunt. They had liberty as my uncle was in hospital and the whole control was in their hands. As time passed by I spied on them and knew that they were meeting many times in the day too as I had observed on returning from school early. As long as uncle was in hospital that is for about 3 months apart from daytime indulgences, nights were on fire. I always looked out for an opportunity or never missed any opportunity to watch them. I kept my binoculars handy. Even after my uncle came home though he was advised bed rest the mating did not end. The maid told me that these mating started just 2 months after marriage. With such big hose of 5 bedrooms they made love uninterrupted. When uncle started moving about only in the house they even mated outside the house amongst the trees. The maid was always at their side arranging their comforts. I guess she was in favor of maximum intercourses and at times would help Dr. Salim enter my aunt’s vagina like a monarch. The incident which I narrate here haunts me even today. Why I did not interfere or protect my aunt? Then I console my self that may be it could have had a different effect and I would be in an embarrassing moment, for I was not as old as them. My uncle was admitted second time to the town hospital for check ups and that was a 4-day affair. My aunt and I were out to the town since the day before to attend to a family function. After two days we were drove back (2 hours drive) in the night at about 11 o’clock . I was feeling tired and sleepy so was my auntie as she mentioned while she was driving the jeep. She wanted me to talk to her so that she would not doze off. The moment we entered the bungalow the maid came up to my auntie and said in a soft voice, which I could overhear that Dr. Salim had come and has asked to send message when she came back. Auntie told her not to do so as she was tired and not in a mood for it. I was surprised at her response as it was two full days with out a single mating. Nonetheless the boy sent in by the maid to the Dr. had already left to convey message that we have arrived. The maid was convincing my aunt that one shot from him will do well for the tiredness and she could have a bath and lay in bed waiting for him to come and poke her. My auntie I could observe was a bit annoyed in hushed tone that she does not want Dr. Salim now. It could wait till morning. My auntie took me to my room and I pretended that I was very sleepy so she helped me change into pajamas. I was nervous as I had a semi erection listening to the conversation of the maid and her and expecting the Dr. any moment to spend the night. She lay down next to me on my bed and patted me in the bargain I could feel her breast touching my body. She was not wearing a bra. The maid knocked and came in saying that Dr. Salim has come and is waiting in the bed room. My aunt switched off the lights closed my door and went out with the maid. Immediately, I got up from bed and opened the door slightly. I could hear my aunt standing on the threshold of her bedchamber and requesting Dr.Salim to go, as she was sleepy and tired. Since the room was just across the foyer opposite my room I could see him on her bed and arguing and asking her to come hop on, it will do her good. I could hear the maid also trying to pacify my aunt into submitting and the then she came to her was unbuttoning my aunt’s blouse. My auntie pushed her aside and in doing so the maid clutched the blouse and almost all the buttons gave way causing her blouse to lay open revealing her white and firm pear shaped breasts My aunt turned back and tried to get across the passage I guess to another bedroom. It was then he and the maid went after her and brought her to the master bedchamber. She was struggling and wanting to get free but Salim had his mighty grip on ner and by now her blouse was almost off her breast and one shoulder which she was trying to clutch with one hand. Then the maid closed the door. I could hear the bolt being put on I quickly went out not forgetting my binoculars knowing that the curtains were not drawn on all the windows. The maid was pulling her towards the bed while he had removed the blouse completely off her body. With some sheer strength my aunt broke loose and ran towards the door trying to open the bolt / latch. But they were fast in catching up with her. He held both her hands that were up at the door trying to open the latch while the maid unbuttoned the skirt that dropped to the ankle immediately. Now she was only in her tiny black panties that was worn low and was revealing her low back ass cheeks. Now it was futile for my aunt to struggle or escape, still there was this reluctance however the demon in him lifted / carried her over his broad shoulders and dumped her on the bed. He got naked immediately thereafter and while the maid held her he ripped off the fragile panties off her buttocks. Aunt was laying face down on her stomach. The erection of Dr. Salim was enormous / huge, all 12 inches long and one inch thickness of red skinless hard meat may be his energy was conserved as there was no sex for two full days. Within no time he made inroads into her body like a warrior capturing the enemy. I could hear my aunt moaning and groaning and trying to stop but it was in vain. Very soon he went in all the way. There was a triumphant look on his face as well as that of the maid, as he humped her, mercilessly drawing the penis out all the way till the tip and ramming it again all the way. In the morning when I woke up and was at the window at about 10 am (remember that it was a Sunday and no school) I saw him walking away from our bungalow towards his farm. His spending the night and better part of morning I was left to wonder as to how many times he must have abused her as when I went in her room before going to the kitchen for my glass of milk I saw her with her thighs wide open and her vagina sore and pink-red, dripping with his sperm. The maid knew that I had gone near my aunt and observed her body. She told me that she deserved this rough treatment for disobeying. I did not comment. Impregnation One afternoon on returning from school, both of them were in the living room with the maid in attendance. At that time too uncle was in-patient / admitted in hospital for some chest infection. It was as if they were waiting for me to return as the maid said have quick lunch your aunt would want to talk to you. I was asked to sit and the Dr. started by saying that my aunt was not well and having tummy and back pain. She needs complete rest and for that the master bedroom shall be out of bounds for 8 to 10 days. He would be coming often to give her treatment. Since her husband also is in hospital he must treat her at home. And that I must not disturb her or tell any body about her illness. I hugged my aunt and cried asking as to what was the matter was with her health. She patted me and told me “do not worry, nothing is serious. I need to be closeted in the room and Dr. Salim will take good care of me. There will be few more additional maids / women in the house and so not to worry”. I asked if I could visit her to that she said, “Only when the treatment was not in progress and with permission of any of the maids”. Next day noon two women in the age group of 35 to may be 38 years came with baskets of flowers and went straight into the room where my aunt said she would be treated. I was puzzled as from the time she mentioned about her so called illness and the proposed treatment she did not portray any signs of discomfort, pain. The room for her quarantined treatment was not her regular bedroom. It was one of the many big bedrooms not in use for a long time. My mind was wandering ‘why was I not allowed inside’,’ what was the treatment’ I was getting curious and was pondering over the mode of snooping inside. I found out a place to have unrestricted view from adjoining room without being noticed. At around 5 pm my aunt went inside escorted by the two new maids (they were from the nearby town mosque). Before going in she hugged me and said she would come out after massage and we both would have early dinner. Dinner we did have early and very few words were exchanged. I observed my aunt having small meal and not as she used to have daily. After dinner we sat in the main hall after which the maid called her in saying that it was time for doctor to arrive. She was led in and before that she hugged me. After some time Dr.Salim arrived and sat down to have his dinner. This was the first time ever I saw him having to eat at our house. After dinner he entered the room where my aunt was. I was nibbling at my dinner, when all at once the realization came that I was alone at the table. Without wasting time I literally ran to the spot from where I could have unrestricted view inside the room. The room was filled with smoke of incense sticks, lights were dimmed and huge candles were adding light to the room. My aunt was sitting on the bed and Dr.Salim was sitting on the couch opposite the bed watching the other woman undressing my aunt. It was not alone undressing but they were also caressing every inch of her body, not missing out on her breasts and clean shaved vagina. My aunt was almost in a state of trance, eyes in a semi state of closure. Two of the women who had come from the local mosque went to where Dr. Salim was sitting and escorted him to the huge four poster teak wood bed where my aunt lay in a state of excitement. The women now proceeded to remove Dr.Salims clothes till he was naked. I was aghast looking at his penis which was already erect and ready for entry. The process was slow, there was no hurry to put his penis inside my aunts Vagina, but I could see that my aunt was getting impatient. The maid and other women slowly parted her legs exposing her shaven vagina. Oozing of fluids from her vagina was evident, not only to me but was observed by the women in attendance as they were pointing in that direction and giggling and laughing and passing comments. Few hands were also stroking her belly and groin area when Dr.Salim climbed on to the bed and took position to enter her, but before that all the women managed to caress his man hood, which was by this time rigid like a steel rod. At last the monster got hidden in the hot confines of aunt’s vagina, with ease, though I could hear the moaning sounds, but then the women did try to pacify her. After the whole length had submerged in her vagina, I went back to the dining table and had finished my meal. Seeing me still eating the women who came out except one senior woman from the mosque who stayed back, were laughing that I was slow coach in eating food. With no attention paid, our maid declared that that very soon I would be happy to get a cousin. This was followed by laughter, from all the women. I felt teased and pushed around, and also finding so many people crowding me felt isolated. Tears started coming and I cried out my heart and insisted that I go inside the room. Immediately all women stood near the door, saying aunt should not be disturbed now, may be later I will be taken in by our maid if allowed by the Dr. I wanted to tell all present that I knew very well what was happening inside, but controlled my tongue. Two hours later Dr.Salim emerged from the room. His chest was bare and lower half was covered by a bath towel. He looked very ferocious and had a look of a soldier who has just returned from the victorious army post. A feast was waiting for him at the table. While the maid was going inside the room with a trolley laden with fruits and milk for my aunt, she called me in asking me to wish aunt goodnight. I was delighted and straight away ran to the bed. My aunt being unaware of my arrival was carelessly covered by a sheet. Seeing me she covered herself but none the less I could make out that she was naked underneath. The atmosphere in the room was totally charged erotically. The smell of sweat, the lingering fragrance of incense sticks which had already burnt out. I hugged my aunt and exchanged kisses of good night. I could see that her eyes were blood shot red. She told me in my ears that everything was ok and nothing serious was wrong with her health and that I must never tell uncle about her condition. With a glum face I walked out of the room and was told by the maid that it was bed time and without wasting time I must go to bed. I did go to bed but just could not sleep. I found that there was silence in the living room so I moved out to my secret place to have a peek at the bed room of my aunt. And there they were both entwined in the act of intercourse, totally dedicated. Dr.Salim was humping her as if there was no tomorrow and my aunt was meeting up to the animalistic body rhythm. In the dim lights and candle and oil lamps all other women from the nearby mosque and our maid servant were surrounding the master bed watching and raising their hands up in the air, mumbling something like a prayer to Allah. Occasionally one of them would in turn go up the bed and caress my aunt’s abdomen and tummy. Later I strolled out to my bed room and lay awake thinking as to what the women had said about me getting a cousin. Next day I asked my maid about this. She explained that my aunt will get a baby and that Dr.Salim is helping her get one, he will be the cousins’ father, and that is why he goes inside to give her injection between her legs. She warned me not to tell any one, including my school friends. The bed room activity continued for exactly 8 days at the end of which my aunt emerged out of the room escorted by the women. She was bathed and was wearing thin tight gown which accentuated her big and firm breasts. She looked like beauty queen. Two days later her husband was brought back from the hospital. He looked better and was walking all by him self. But he had gone weak and frail. Two months later or before that on my return home from school, I heard heavy shouting and arguments taking place between my aunt and her husband. I overheard their topic and my uncle was making a point that the child cannot be his as he was not at home and never had sex with her for quite some time. His temper frayed and due to that his blood pressure shot up. He was rushed to the hospital in the jeep but by that time he had collapsed. He was no more. Every one from the family who had come to condole her were told by her sobbingly (crocodile tears) how tragic it was that she was carrying his child and on the way to mother hood when this tragic incident happened. She gave birth to a baby boy and seeing him even today I am reminded of his mother’s adventure and his parentage. Impregnation One afternoon on returning from school, both of them were in the living room with the maid in attendance. At that time too uncle was in-patient / admitted in hospital for some chest infection. It was as if they were waiting for me to return as the maid said have quick lunch your aunt would want to talk to you. I was asked to sit and the Dr. started by saying that my aunt was not well and having tummy and back pain. She needs complete rest and for that the master bedroom shall be out of bounds for 8 to 10 days. He would be coming often to give her treatment. Since her husband also is in hospital he must treat her at home. And that I must not disturb her or tell any body about her illness. I hugged my aunt and cried asking as to what was the matter was with her health. She patted me and told me “do not worry, nothing is serious. I need to be closeted in the room and Dr. Salim will take good care of me. There will be few more additional maids / women in the house and so not to worry”. I asked if I could visit her to that she said, “Only when the treatment was not in progress and with permission of any of the maids”. Next day noon two women in the age group of 35 to may be 38 years came with baskets of flowers and went straight into the room where my aunt said she would be treated. I was puzzled as from the time she mentioned about her so called illness and the proposed treatment she did not portray any signs of discomfort, pain. The room for her quarantined treatment was not her regular bedroom. It was one of the many big bedrooms not in use for a long time. My mind was wandering ‘why was I not allowed inside’,’ what was the treatment’ I was getting curious and was pondering over the mode of snooping inside. I found out a place to have unrestricted view from adjoining room without being noticed. At around 5 pm my aunt went inside escorted by the two new maids (they were from the nearby town mosque). Before going in she hugged me and said she would come out after massage and we both would have early dinner. Dinner we did have early and very few words were exchanged. I observed my aunt having small meal and not as she used to have daily. After dinner we sat in the main hall after which the maid called her in saying that it was time for doctor to arrive. She was led in and before that she hugged me. After some time Dr.Salim arrived and sat down to have his dinner. This was the first time ever I saw him having to eat at our house. After dinner he entered the room where my aunt was. I was nibbling at my dinner, when all at once the realization came that I was alone at the table. Without wasting time I literally ran to the spot from where I could have unrestricted view inside the room. The room was filled with smoke of incense sticks, lights were dimmed and huge candles were adding light to the room. My aunt was sitting on the bed and Dr.Salim was sitting on the couch opposite the bed watching the other woman undressing my aunt. It was not alone undressing but they were also caressing every inch of her body, not missing out on her breasts and clean shaved vagina. My aunt was almost in a state of trance, eyes in a semi state of closure. Two of the women who had come from the local mosque went to where Dr. Salim was sitting and escorted him to the huge four poster teak wood bed where my aunt lay in a state of excitement. The women now proceeded to remove Dr.Salims clothes till he was naked. I was aghast looking at his penis which was already erect and ready for entry. The process was slow, there was no hurry to put his penis inside my aunts Vagina, but I could see that my aunt was getting impatient. The maid and other women slowly parted her legs exposing her shaven vagina. Oozing of fluids from her vagina was evident, not only to me but was observed by the women in attendance as they were pointing in that direction and giggling and laughing and passing comments. Few hands were also stroking her belly and groin area when Dr.Salim climbed on to the bed and took position to enter her, but before that all the women managed to caress his man hood, which was by this time rigid like a steel rod. At last the monster got hidden in the hot confines of aunt’s vagina, with ease, though I could hear the moaning sounds, but then the women did try to pacify her. After the whole length had submerged in her vagina, I went back to the dining table and had finished my meal. Seeing me still eating the women who came out except one senior woman from the mosque who stayed back, were laughing that I was slow coach in eating food. With no attention paid, our maid declared that that very soon I would be happy to get a cousin. This was followed by laughter, from all the women. I felt teased and pushed around, and also finding so many people crowding me felt isolated. Tears started coming and I cried out my heart and insisted that I go inside the room. Immediately all women stood near the door, saying aunt should not be disturbed now, may be later I will be taken in by our maid if allowed by the Dr. I wanted to tell all present that I knew very well what was happening inside, but controlled my tongue. Two hours later Dr.Salim emerged from the room. His chest was bare and lower half was covered by a bath towel. He looked very ferocious and had a look of a soldier who has just returned from the victorious army post. A feast was waiting for him at the table. While the maid was going inside the room with a trolley laden with fruits and milk for my aunt, she called me in asking me to wish aunt goodnight. I was delighted and straight away ran to the bed. My aunt being unaware of my arrival was carelessly covered by a sheet. Seeing me she covered herself but none the less I could make out that she was naked underneath. The atmosphere in the room was totally charged erotically. The smell of sweat, the lingering fragrance of incense sticks which had already burnt out. I hugged my aunt and exchanged kisses of good night. I could see that her eyes were blood shot red. She told me in my ears that everything was ok and nothing serious was wrong with her health and that I must never tell uncle about her condition. With a glum face I walked out of the room and was told by the maid that it was bed time and without wasting time I must go to bed. I did go to bed but just could not sleep. I found that there was silence in the living room so I moved out to my secret place to have a peek at the bed room of my aunt. And there they were both entwined in the act of intercourse, totally dedicated. Dr.Salim was humping her as if there was no tomorrow and my aunt was meeting up to the animalistic body rhythm. In the dim lights and candle and oil lamps all other women from the nearby mosque and our maid servant were surrounding the master bed watching and raising their hands up in the air, mumbling something like a prayer to Allah. Occasionally one of them would in turn go up the bed and caress my aunt’s abdomen and tummy. Later I strolled out to my bed room and lay awake thinking as to what the women had said about me getting a cousin. Next day I asked my maid about this. She explained that my aunt will get a baby and that Dr.Salim is helping her get one, he will be the cousin’s father, and that is why he goes inside to give her injection between her legs. She warned me not to tell any one, including my school friends. The bed room activity continued for exactly 8 days at the end of which my aunt emerged out of the room escorted by the women. She was bathed and was wearing thin tight gown which accentuated her big and firm breasts. She looked like beauty queen. Two days later her husband was brought back from the hospital. He looked better and was walking all by him self. But he had gone weak and frail. Two months later or before that on my return home from school, I heard heavy shouting and arguments taking place between my aunt and her husband. I overheard their topic and my uncle was making a point that the child cannot be his as he was not at home and never had sex with her for quite some time. His temper frayed and due to that his blood pressure shot up. He was rushed to the hospital in the jeep but by that time he had collapsed. He was no more. Every one from the family who had come to condole her were told by her sobbingly (crocodile tears) how tragic it was that she was carrying his child and on the way to mother hood when this tragic incident happened. She gave birth to a baby boy and seeing him even today I am reminded of his mother’s adventure and his parentage.
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My marriage has been falling apart for years. It had never went well. Oh, we had been good friends in college. My wife Serena was very sweet, and she was lovely to look at. She was dark, with dusky skin and raven hair. Her body was not great, but she was pretty and her tiny frame made her appealing. I found her fun to be with and had gladly acceded when she began to speak of marriage. It had fallen apart from the first night of our honeymoon. I had been unable to perform. My dick had stayed as...
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It has been a couple of a days since I've seen Xavier last. I guess I've been feeling some good old fashioned Catholic guilt. After all, he was my friend's ex-boyfriend. Last I checked, most girls were pretty possessive, even over boys they chose to get rid of. Despite any pangs of guilt, I get excited when I hear my phone jingle with a text message: "Want to play some Wii?" He knows I'm a sucker for Mario Kart, so I text him back, "Sure. Be there in a little bit." Again, I get...
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Wife LoversStacey & Michelle Part 2 Erica Wright Started 12/7/2007 Finished: 11/1/2013 This is a stand-alone story, but will make a little more sense if you read Stacey & Michelle Part 1 Friday couldn't come soon enough. As the days passed, the prospects of Friday only got better. Not only was my older sister going to be cheering at an away game all afternoon, but she was going to sleep over one of her friend's house instead of coming home. Thursday night brought what I thought was...
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The Impossible Dress By Emma Smith Wednesday It's been playing on my mind again lately. It always happens at this time of year. It's wedding season again and some more of my friends are getting married. There's nothing wrong with that; I like them both and I wish them all the best. It's just that my chances of ever getting married seem to be zero. I've always wondered what I'd look like if I did marry but I've never known how to make it happen. I confess I did nearly get to be...
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It's strange to be writing this story. I've written a number of stories that focused on the African continent but this one happened to a woman I met in the states. I had just spent 16 months in Nigeria working with British Petroleum but was transferred to New Orleans to explore for oil and gas for platform rigs. It was a Saturday afternoon when a friend and me decided to have a few drinks at a lounge in the French Quarter. A woman, nice figure and attractive, sat down at the bar two seats...
The details of this story are completely true. I'm enjoying writing it and reliving it as I write. You will never get this letter Linda, partly because you don't deserve to know everything that happened, secondly, I don't want you to know everything. I want you to always wonder what happened that you don't know about. I'll write it here for the entire world to read, everyone but you. You were so wrong for all the things you did that isn't mentioned in this letter, the hidden bank...
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I guess it started shortly after my twelfth birthday, you see me and my parents were out celebrating my special day. We had gone to some restaurant; I can’t remember the name now it seems so long ago. We were on our way home, dad was driving and it was raining hard. I don’t know what happened or how it happened all I remember is mum shouting “LOOK OUT!” and then the car swerving into a tree….I woke up in the hospital to find a pretty black nurse standing next to my bed checking my chart before...
Peter's Story - A Girl called Miranda Peter was upset with his parents. Peter was born in the city of Bismarck, the capital of the great northern state of North Dakota. He had spent his entire life in a city, named after the man who started the Second German Empire (or called in German – die Zwitten Deustches Reich) and was forever at war with the French and Austrian Empires. Peter was a high school student, enjoying the city life and always hanging out with his friends and classmates,...
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