Jamie
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Jamie was a good kid. She graduated from high school, the first in her family. Her older sister hadn?t been seen for about a year, and her father; he was gone since before she could remember. Her mom persevered, working long hours so her children could have a future. Then, one day, she decided not too. Jamie could remember the day a social worker stopped by to tell her that her mom died of an overdose. Jamie flipped out, mostly from panic, and started yelling at the social worker. He got angry, told her she was white trash, and left. The next month Jamie enrolled at a public university. They paid almost all of her tuition; she was expected to pay the rest through work study programs. Jamie was ready to start life over and forget the past.
She got the forgetting part down all right. Overwhelmed after only the first two weeks, she discovered the joy of, well, forgetting. By going to parties. First a couple on the weekends, just to chill, yknow? Then she got a little more serious and discovered the curious phenomenon that Wednesday really far from the weekend to come, and at the same time a really far away from the previous weekend. The answer? Well, it was a good idea at the time. She began using any substance she could get her hands on. She would wake up in strange places, not sure where she was, or more importantly, where her clothes were.
Needless to say, her grades stank. The days that she actually showed up to class she had such a big hangover she couldn?t see straight. She got kicked out of the extremely demanding job of sitting in the library for two hours a week, mostly because she didn?t come. Not that anyone really noticed; it was really her own fault she lost the job by coming in an hour late and getting fired 5 minutes later when they discovered she hadn?t been there before, ever.
It wasn?t a happy time for Jamie. She was having sex with people she never even saw, doing things she couldn?t remember. Not that she wanted to remember it, but still. Something had to change. And it did.
At the end of the semester she sat down opposite some dean or other. The dean politely informed her that she would be a probationary student the next semester, and if she didn?t achieve at least a B-, the university would have the pleasure of kicking her out. This wasn?t news to Jamie, but it was the only time she heard it sober and not hung over. It was winter break and most of the other party goers had either been hospitalized indefinitely, or went home. Jamie was shocked to discover she didn?t actually know anyone on campus, the only people she knew were the ones at all the parties, which, it later dawned on her, was a haven for all the ex-student rejects.
When the next semester started, Jamie was determined to give it one last shot. She would actually try her hardest. Make something of her life. It didn?t help that when she looked in the mirror she looked almost exactly like her sister.
Although she would have gotten an A and maybe even a gold star for effort, she was struggling. She wasn?t used to working, to actually applying herself. But it was more than that. She didn?t know the basics that you were supposed to absorb from high school. And she had no one to help her.
It was actually her pre-calc professor that saved her. Frustrated with the class, she decided that today they would experiment with a new form of learning that didn?t involve the teacher. They would all pair up and answer each other?s questions while the teacher ?observed?. Most people either knew everything and just spent the time socializing. The rest, well, there weren?t so many of those. Most of the girls had to somehow find a way to convert a nerds lecherous staring into a source of answers. The dumb studs didn?t even bother trying to figure it out.
Jamie had a different problem. The class had an odd number of students, and, since everyone naturally paired up with someone, she was left out. She had a problem talking to random people, and random people had a problem with her. She was ?too? hot. No guy would risk talking to her; they all figured she already had her boytoy. The more confident studs already had their blondes in tow, and Jamie was left somewhere in their wake. Luckily, the teacher had a brilliant solution. Why not let the TA discuss things with her? She didn?t much like him, and he looked like he noticed that she was trying her hardest not to teach. That should teach the kid.
Jamie was too embarrassed to ask any questions. The TA?s name was Gary, and she enjoyed discreetly staring at him during lecture. After the humiliation of answering ?who doesn?t have a partner??, she was just too startled when Gary sat down next to her and asked her if she had any problems. Hell yes she had problems. Only she just turned red, mumbled something, and shook her head.
Gary wasn?t convinced, and since the old hag was going to make him stay the hour anyway, he opened the book and decided to ask this skanky little kid some questions. She tried her best to do the problem, but to no one?s surprise, got it totally wrong and almost started crying. Gary was gentle; he pointed out what she had gotten wrong and discovered she didn?t have a clue. He started explaining some of the more basic concepts, and just as Jamie was starting to get it, everyone stampeded out of the room. He gave her a number and asked her to call him later, when she had more time. Just wanted to help the poor kid out, but when he handed her the number she almost had a heart attack.
Jamie practically ran out of the classroom. She couldn?t concentrate in her next class. Or the one after. It was really her loss; the professor discussed in painful detail exactly what was on the next exam, but her mind was elsewhere. Deep down she knew how lucky she was that he even cared.
Later that evening Jamie and Gary got together and had a very mature, exciting conversation on pre-calc; or more exactly, a discussion of everything you should have known before you took pre-calc. After the first hour Jamie was comfortable enough to ask him direct questions, and for the first time actually felt like she learned something. And on top of all that, no other skinny little blonde showed up and held hands with Gary while he apologized profusely about how he had to go, He was there for her, as long as she wanted.
They departed at a conservative 8pm with an agreement to meet up again the next day. As it turned out, Gary was quite good at all the subjects she was taking, and since she was the polar opposite, he offered to help.
They began to see each other every day. To study. Jamie needed that much help from a guy like Gary, and he evidently didn?t have much to do with his time. With his help, Jamie actually got a B+ on her exams. It was her first B in a very, very long time. And in the mid-semester probationary meeting, the dean unhappily informed her that, because of her grades, she would be reinstated as a ?full? student. It was the first in a long time, she told Jamie. ?Keep up the good work, and if I see you here again you get the boot.?
It was the best time of Jamie?s short life. She had no idea academic achievement could be so exciting, although to be fair her relationship with Gary quickly became less and less academic. Gary was her guardian angel sent from heaven to help her when she needed him most, as the saying goes. Like any true alcoholic, she became dependant on him far sooner than expected.
The semester ended, but not before her roommate was arrested. Jamie was in good academic standing, with higher grades than she ever dreamed possible. And a guy she loved more than anything in the world. She was high on life.
Since that was the spring semester, Gary decided they should go on a trip during the summer. He saved up enough money from his various TA jobs to afford a low budget romp of wherever they could afford to go, and, they went. Jamie had never traveled far outside the town she grew up in, and even the state school was in a moderately secluded area. She was overawed by everything she saw, which, most of the time, was Gary. They would be sitting in a train booth carefully selected because of wide and credible rumors that it was constantly overlooked by the little french guys in the hats that made you pay, and Gary would be staring out the window as the Alps rolled by. Jamie would be staring at Gary and smiling. Such was their trip in a nutshell. Nutshells crack very easily.
One morning, Jamie woke up in a motel. That?s not the point; the difference was that Gary was not there. Where could he be? Had some evil foreigner who spoke in a weird language all the preppy kids learned in high school abducted him? Maybe those preppy kids abducted him! Jamie quickly got up and peeked out the window. No preppy kids there. She was afraid to go out in case he came back and found her missing. She just sat on the bed, watching the door, willing it to open with Gary behind it.
He came back in 10 minutes laden with food, but to Jamie it seemed like 10 hours. She got up and hugged him as soon as he came in, holding him tightly as if it to make sure he never left again. She never said a word, but she knew Gary understood. Things went back to normal that day, and Gary spent the day sight seeing; Jamie spent the day watching Gary sight see.
The next day, Gary and Jamie strolled out of the motel they had been in for a week or so. It was an unusually long time for them to stay in one place, but Jamie didn?t complain. And they didn?t stroll this time; it was more of a purposeful stride. Gary didn?t look at her as they walked, but Jamie could feel his hand holding her tightly. At least all was well in one department she figured.
They were walking away from the usual tourist haunts, but that in itself wasn?t too surprising. Gary didn?t like the cliched places you see tourists standing around open mouthed. They were walking into the slums. Jamie knew instantly; after all, it was where she grew up Why, she wondered?
They came up to a shabby looking building and Gary knocked on the door. No one answered, so he pushed the handle and let himself in. It was dark and a little smelly. The place looked strange with sunlight streaming in through the open door. This was more the place you would expect to be dark and filled with smoke. It was a seedy bar.
There was someone lying on the floor towards the other end of the bar. Gary silently walked around the bar and into a narrow hallway, leading Jamie by the wrist. Jamie was scared, mostly because they were in a place that reminded her strongly of her sister, but also because Gary was acting weird. He didn?t usually hold her by the wrist that way, and his hand wasn?t usually cold.
Gary opened at the end of the corridor and looked in with Jamie peeking in from behind him. He was still holding her by the wrist. There were two people sitting at a table, one of them staring back at Gary. No one spoke.
Gary then stepped to the side and shoved Jamie into the room, resuming his position at the front of the door. She turned around, shocked, and looked at Gary. He was staring at the Short Guy, who was standing up now.
Short Guy stepped forward, dangerously close to Jamie, so she stepped back. He was standing directly in front of Gary now. No one said anything yet. The other guy still sitting at the table, the Drunk Guy, started laughing suddenly and poured himself another drink.
?Deals a deal kid, now get the hell out of here,? the Short Guy said to Gary and handed him a roll of money. Gary?s face was unreadable as he took the money and counted it, right there. The Short Guy shifted himself slightly. Jamie was still standing off to the side, as far away as possible from the Drunk Guy.
Gary finished counting the money, pocketed it, and folded his hands. ?I can wait, buddy, got all the time in the world,? he told the Short Guy.
The Short Guy fidgeted and dug some more money out of his pocket, handing it to Gary.
Gary put it into his pocket without even looking, and resumed standing around.
?I gave you all you asked for,? the Short Guy said. No answer from Gary.
?You didn?t even friggin count it, asshole,? he said. Still no answer. Short Guy thought for a second, then punched Gary in the stomach, slamming the door after him. Jamie screamed. She could hear Gary hitting the wall and swearing.
He opened the door again and discovered he was staring right into Short Guy?s hand gun.
?I?m giving you one last chance, kid. Take it or leave it,? he said. Jamie gave one look at the gun and lunged at Short Guy. She didn?t get far because meanwhile, Drunk Guy had stealthily gotten up behind her and grabbed her around the waist with both hands. She screamed again, flailing, and Drunk Guy staggered back, crashing into the wall behind them. By the time she untangled herself from the floor the door was shut and Short Guy was putting his piece back in his pocket.
?W-Where?s Gary?? asked Jamie. She was breathing hard, giving a look back to see if Drunk Guy had gotten up yet. He was still trying to stand up.
Short Guy turned to face her, stuck out a hand, and said ?my name?s Bill.?
Jamie shrunk back from his hand, breathing fast, until Bill elbowed her in the chest. At which point she sank to the floor unconscious and her breathing normalized.
Jamie was a good kid. She graduated from high school, the first in her family. Her older sister hadn?t been seen for about a year, and her father; he was gone since before she could remember. Her mom persevered, working long hours so her children could have a future. Then, one day, she decided not too. Jamie could remember the day a social worker stopped by to tell her that her mom died of an overdose. Jamie flipped out, mostly from panic, and started yelling at the social worker. He got angry, told her she was white trash, and left. The next month Jamie enrolled at a public university. They paid almost all of her tuition; she was expected to pay the rest through work study programs. Jamie was ready to start life over and forget the past.
She got the forgetting part
down all right. Overwhelmed after only the first two weeks, she discovered the
joy of, well, forgetting. By going to parties. First a couple on the weekends, just to chill, yknow?
Then she got a little more serious and discovered the curious phenomenon that
Wednesday really far from the weekend to come, and at the same time a really
far away from the previous weekend. The answer? Well,
it was a good idea at the time. She began using any substance she could get her
hands on. She would wake up in strange places, not sure where she was, or more
importantly, where her clothes were.
Needless to say, her grades
stank. The days that she actually showed up to class she had such a big
hangover she couldn?t see straight. She got kicked out of the extremely demanding
job of sitting in the library for two hours a week, mostly because she didn?t
come. Not that anyone really noticed; it was really her own fault she lost the
job by coming in an hour late and getting fired 5 minutes later when they
discovered she hadn?t been there before, ever.
It wasn?t a happy time for
Jamie. She was having sex with people she never even saw, doing things she
couldn?t remember. Not that she wanted to remember it, but still. Something had
to change. And it did.
At the end of the semester
she sat down opposite some dean or other. The dean politely informed her that
she would be a probationary student the next semester, and if she didn?t
achieve at least a B-, the university would have the pleasure of kicking her
out. This wasn?t news to Jamie, but it was the only time she heard it sober and
not hung over. It was winter break and most of the other party goers had either
been hospitalized indefinitely, or went home. Jamie was shocked to discover she
didn?t actually know anyone on campus, the only people she knew were the ones
at all the parties, which, it later dawned on her, was a haven for all the
ex-student rejects.
When the next semester
started, Jamie was determined to give it one last shot. She would actually try
her hardest. Make something of her life. It didn?t help that when she looked in
the mirror she looked almost exactly like her sister.
Although she would have
gotten an A and maybe even a gold star for effort, she was struggling. She
wasn?t used to working, to actually applying herself. But it was more than
that. She didn?t know the basics that you were supposed to absorb from high
school. And she had no one to help her.
It was actually her
pre-calc professor that saved her. Frustrated with the class, she decided that
today they would experiment with a new form of learning that didn?t involve the
teacher. They would all pair up and answer each other?s questions while the
teacher ?observed?. Most people either knew everything and
just spent the time socializing. The rest, well, there weren?t so many of
those. Most of the girls had to somehow find a way to convert a nerds lecherous
staring into a source of answers. The dumb studs didn?t even bother trying to
figure it out.
Jamie had a different
problem. The class had an odd number of students, and, since everyone naturally
paired up with someone, she was left out. She had a problem talking to random
people, and random people had a problem with her. She was ?too? hot. No guy
would risk talking to her; they all figured she already had her boytoy. The more confident studs already had their blondes
in tow, and Jamie was left somewhere in their wake. Luckily, the teacher had a
brilliant solution. Why not let the TA discuss things with her? She didn?t much
like him, and he looked like he noticed that she was trying her hardest not to
teach. That should teach the kid.
Jamie was too embarrassed
to ask any questions. The TA?s name was
Jamie practically ran out
of the classroom. She couldn?t concentrate in her next class. Or the one after. It was really her loss; the professor
discussed in painful detail exactly what was on the next exam, but her mind was
elsewhere. Deep down she knew how lucky she was that he even cared.
Later that evening Jamie
and Gary got together and had a very mature, exciting conversation on pre-calc;
or more exactly, a discussion of everything you should have known before you
took pre-calc. After the first hour Jamie was comfortable enough to ask him
direct questions, and for the first time actually felt like she learned
something. And on top of all that, no other skinny little blonde showed up and
held hands with
They departed at a
conservative
They began to see each
other every day. To study. Jamie needed that much help
from a guy like
It was the best time of
Jamie?s short life. She had no idea academic achievement could be so exciting,
although to be fair her relationship with
The semester ended, but not
before her roommate was arrested. Jamie was in good academic standing, with
higher grades than she ever dreamed possible. And a guy she loved more than
anything in the world. She was high on life.
Since that was the spring
semester,
One morning, Jamie woke up
in a motel. That?s not the point; the difference was that
He came back in 10 minutes
laden with food, but to Jamie it seemed like 10 hours. She got up and hugged
him as soon as he came in, holding him tightly as if it to make sure he never
left again. She never said a word, but she knew
The next day, Gary and
Jamie strolled out of the motel they had been in for a week or so. It was an
unusually long time for them to stay in one place, but Jamie didn?t complain.
And they didn?t stroll this time; it was more of a purposeful stride.
They were walking away from
the usual tourist haunts, but that in itself wasn?t too surprising.
They came up to a shabby
looking building and
There was someone lying on
the floor towards the other end of the bar.
Short Guy stepped forward,
dangerously close to Jamie, so she stepped back. He was standing directly in
front of
?Deals a deal kid, now get
the hell out of here,? the Short Guy said to
The Short Guy fidgeted and
dug some more money out of his pocket, handing it to
?I gave you all you asked
for,? the Short Guy said. No answer from
?You didn?t even friggin count it, asshole,? he said. Still
no answer. Short Guy thought for a second, then
punched
He opened the door again
and discovered he was staring right into Short Guy?s hand gun.
?I?m giving you one last
chance, kid. Take it or leave it,? he said. Jamie gave one look at the gun and
lunged at Short Guy. She didn?t get far because meanwhile, Drunk Guy had
stealthily gotten up behind her and grabbed her around the waist with both
hands. She screamed again, flailing, and Drunk Guy staggered back, crashing
into the wall behind them. By the time she untangled herself from the floor the
door was shut and Short Guy was putting his piece back in his pocket.
?W-Where?s
Short Guy turned to face
her, stuck out a hand, and said ?my name?s Bill.?
Jamie shrunk back from his
hand, breathing fast, until Bill elbowed her in the chest. At which point she
sank to the floor unconscious and her breathing normalized.
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Sarah’s Arrest By RockbohunkSarah was on her way to her boyfriends house and she was running late. He lived about 25 miles away in the country near a rural town. It was 9:00 PM already and she still had ten more miles to go. Sarah knew the roads very well and decided to try and make up some time. She was almost there when out of the corner of her eye she spotted a cop along side the road. Sarah had been doing over 75 miles an hour when he hit her with the lights. Sarah pulled to the side of...
I'm a very young 58, in great shape and married for 37 years. Six years ago, when I was 52, something happened to me that I never would have thought I would experience, even in my wildest dreams. This is a true story.Sex with my wife had gradually dwindled to nothing. I was not seeking an affair, but one night I was online looking for some hot chat to help me get myself off. My wife was out, and I had had a few drinks. I went into a chat room called "younger girls for older guys".Just like...
In hindsight, my life had to be a really boring thing. One month into high school I get to second base and get voted into student council because I acted like a spineless wimp onstage, and it feels like it's been the most important week of my entire life. Not that I was complaining. Even though I had a crush on May, this past week brought me Nicole, who was more than an easy tomboy as someone would see her on the outside - she was a friend. "So, what do ya wanna do?" Nicole asked as she...
Around once a month I love having a second man to pleasure me, before I pleasure him while my man watches, and often he will pleasure my man: oral sex only – no intercourse is the rule. To be fair to my man we share another female sometimes which we both enjoy. Today, a sunny, lazy Sunday afternoon we are suntanning naked, though I am wearing my watch, on our patio. “Magic sex last night baby, you really are a wonderful lover. And a brilliant fuck,” Roger tells me as he smears my body with...
This is when I first met my beautiful girlfriend, Samantha. This had happen on October, 31st, 2018, I was recovering from a recent relationship that was...let's just say it didn't work out well for both of us, so we just ended up breaking up and I told myself that I'll never make the same mistake twice, well it never did until 2018 I've received a message on my iPhone from my best friend Jennifer she had won a cruise to the Caribbean and it is suppose to leave in two days and, she said that...
The negotiations dragged late into the morning, Jules and Bozka sitting around one of the carved tables in his dwelling while Yuta and the Marines milled about outside. It wasn’t that they were prohibited from sitting in on the discussion, but the recent events and their strange new environs were of far greater interest than drawn-out political discussions. Not only was going through the conventions and ensuring that the Patriarch understood them all a difficult and time-consuming task in...
Thursday seemed to drag on forever. I was sitting in class, waiting for the last hour to tick away. Then after class, my platoon was going to go for a good long run. All this was between me and a long weekend in San Francisco with my friend Scott from back home.The last hour finally came to a close and I headed to the barracks to change out of my uniform and into PT gear. The run was uneventful, but the sun was out, a rarity since I got stationed in Monterey. Finally, I was back at the...
Gay MaleHello there buddies, a mid week quickie from your one and only JJ over & over again on the lesbian lust. Now is that lesbian love only for girls and young women, frankly speaking it’s a clear NO. Everyone would agree with me that it is a very safe sex for the young widows and the divorcees. The society in which we live is still a retarded one where these two categories of females while seen with men going around the city will have its own problems. As we have been exploring the hostel and...
LesbianThe Alteration App Introduction Your name is John Doe. (No longer F/N). You’re just an average 18-year old male who lives in a fictional town called Wingston. A population of about 7,500 people. The closest nearby town is about 25 miles away. Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. All of the food people eat in Wingston is from the many farms that are shattered all over the town. You believe that your life in this town is boring and can’t wait to finish your senior year of...
Mind ControlBeep. Beep. Beep. For the life of him, Brandon could not find the button to turn the alarm clock off. Half-asleep, he fumbled with the plastic device, getting more and more agitated each time one of the incessant beeps sounded. “Goddamn it…” he groaned. Eventually he decided to pull out the batteries and the alarm abruptly ended, allowing calm to finally descend. The sunlight streamed in through the windows and he turned his face away, trying to get back to sleep. The ceiling fan whirred...
His eyes were wide with terror and now a new feeling was coming over him... a feeling of excitement. The man was now pulling the full length out of him. Moments ago, he had been stuffed and stretched and filled with so much cock he thought his insides would burst. But they didn't, and as the man held his massive cock in place, Jamie could feel his ass stretch to accommodate the intruder. Pain slowly turned to an odd pleasure.He yelped uncontrollably when the man made the first painful thrust....
April O’Neil moved to a new town for school. When Ashley Adams finds April’s phone number on an online school message board and calls her, April couldn’t be happier. She’s still new in town and hasn’t made any friends yet. When April finds out Ashley is studying the same thing she is, she’s thrilled. The girls set a meet-up time for tomorrow afternoon and hang up their phones. When Ashley shows up to April’s place, April asks her where her computer is...
xmoviesforyouSometimes mistakes happen. Sometimes they _keep _happening. This is a collection of stories about mistakes that lead to sexy results.
FetishAfter a long gap I’m back dear friends this time the story is about my neighborhood aunty with whom I get some exp. & still want to have more like that but every time ur luck will not being with u as now I’m in Hyderabad, India. Dear iss readers it was the story when I was around 18years and that time I not even aware of oral sex and other stuff as much. But after these incident my whole life was changed and I become very perfect in oral sex. After that I still dream about & get sometime wet...
I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS STORY I FOUND I didn't become attracted to my daughter until shortly after her eighteenth birthday. It wasn't an attraction that I fought for years, either, telling myself that I had to wait until she was old enough before I began to lust for her. Becky was simply my daughter and, in spite of her stunning beauty, I had absolutely no desire for her as a lover. I don't believe the idea of making love to her ever came to mind. In fact, the only thoughts I had were the normal...
This story takes place in 2003. A bit about myself, I am in construction management. I am a short guy, 5’7′, good looking with brown hair, a moustache and green eyes. I do have a good size cock for my size, it is seven inches. In all of the stories I have read on here and other sites the guy always has a nine inch dick, six inches thick. Most women I have had sex with are surprised at the size of my dick as they seem to judge penis size by how tall a man is and I suppose in most cases they...
This is an X-Men fan fiction and I have to describe their powers before the sex starts. It?s a little short but only because it?s my first. If you already know their powers, you can skip ahead. Also I do not own any rights to X-Men and stuff like that, but Im not making money writing this so I guess its ok. Nyya wakes up in a dark room completely naked and tied to a chair. She immediately panics and struggls against her bindings. When she could not free herself she began to yell. Hello? Is...
He kept working his dick into me deeper and deeper, back and forth, till finally he had it all in me. He stopped for a little bit and asked if I was OK. I said I was and to keep doing what he was doing; it was starting to really feel nice. He squeezed my nipples harder. I couldn't believe I was being fucked, I had a man's dick in me and I couldn't believe how good it felt. After several minutes, Jim was starting to fuck me faster and faster. He said he couldn't hold it any longer and started to...
* This is a repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Chapter 10 The sun beat down noonday hot as Sherry and Sam made the sweaty hike from the courthouse to the truck. A good fight had been fought with no clear victory. Fatigued by wounded hearts, neither had the strength to begin the battle debriefing. The truck interior had reached a flesh frying Fahrenheit. Sam opened the doors, rolled down the windows, and turned on the engine. ‘It feels like hell in there.’ ‘Here’s a news...
A wide, happy grin creeps across my lips as I dance for the cheering crowd. My face has been made-up with thick stage make-up, making me look a lot older than my thirteen and a half years. My shoulder-length blonde hair has been tied into a bun, and a white, feathered headdress has been pinned to my hair- but none of this compares to my costume. I'm wearing a brilliant white tutu with thin shoulder straps and a stiff net skirt that sticks out several inches from my narrow waist....
Jill sat at the kitchen Sunday morning, her son Evan was still asleep but she couldn’t stop thinking about the events of Friday and Saturday. Evans two friends had given her the best sex she ever had, and she had no intentions of giving them up. The phone rang it was her husband Al, she answered with a cheery hello due to the fact she was still leaking cum form both openings. The conversation went on until he told her he would probably be home by the weekend. She was surprised as she was...
I have twin cousins named Dick and Eddie. They are four months older than me. Our mothers are sisters. Growing up we were always together, at their house, at our house or at Grandma’s house. We were like three brothers.Following graduating high school and prior to heading off to college, we decided to spend the summer goofing off and skinny dipping in our favorite swimming spot in the Scioto River underneath a railroad bridge called a trestle.Skinny dipping in the river was a fun thing and we...
BisexualWe held a big reunion summer party at my parents house last July complete with all our friends from back home and of course plenty of games, food, and alcohol. This one ended very similarly to a lot of our parties, but with a little different lead in. At around midnight, most of our guests had left with only a couple of stragglers left behind. They happened to be two of my best friends from High School. My friends Nick and his cousin Derick. They were still downstairs in the basement playing...
Sorry it’s a bit long I thought it important to paint the picture for you in recounting what happened to us this summer.We are both in our late fifties and keep ourselves in reasonable shape. Sue is about 5ft 8ins and has the most gorgeous breasts a man could wish for; it was those beauties that first drew me to her some 38 years ago when we first met. She is a size 12 and 36D, always wanting to lose a few pounds, but certainly not unpleasing to the eyes. I’m Matt and I was a military man when...
TRULY WEIRD SCIENCE BY LISA L. It all began on a bright, cool, spring morning as the members of the Davenport highschool's French club traveled by plane to Montreal Canada for their senior class trip. The group as a whole were just your average typical teenagers but a few of the students stood out among the rest. There was Alan Henderson who was a very muscular and popular football player, Lori Avers a studious girl with average looks, Tom Winslow, who had average looks but...
This audio is intended to be listened to - and its instructions followed - with earbuds in a public restroom. As with previous Bedtime Stories you will occasionally need to make verbal responses to my instructions. However, if even whispering aloud is too risky where you are, you may respond under your breath or even just in your imagination. Or if you’re too shy to follow these instructions in public you may listen and respond in your private bathroom, or even just use a chair and your...
BDSMHi doston.. Mera naam anwar hai main bangalore ka rehne wala hun, meri shadi ko 2 saal hogaye hain, meri wife ka naam ruksaar aur uski do betiyon ke naam reshma aur asma, is story ko padne se pehle aap se guzarish hai pehle 2 betiyon ki chudaai part 1 padli jiyega.. Wo shayad itni hot story nhi lekin iska doosra bhaag itna mazedaar hai ki aap apna lund hilaye bagair nhi reh paayenge aur ladkiyaan choot mein ungli daale bagair nhi reh payengi shayad wo apne bhaiyaon se ya baap se chudwa bhi...
Linda said, "Oh no. You see, this all started after my OBGY clipped the hood off my clit. That is the day my life changed. Well, I told Peter that because of my now new heavy sexual stimulation, due to my clit not having a hood, that I am always causing me to secrete fluids. It just got worse as I get turned on, I over lubricate; and I have my juicy juice, as I call it, flowing out of me. I told him that my doctor said all sexual fluids are the same flavor and aroma coming from men or women....
This is the story if how I fucked my aunty. It all happened when my parents had sent me to stay at my uncles for the long four weekend. My aunt was my uncle’s second wife and she was only 37 she had huge boobs which I would stare at all the time and a nice curvy body with a fabulous ass. I was 18 when I first started to imagine and fantasies about her after seeing an old video of her dancing.I arrived at my uncles house on Thursday morning and she greeted me at the door in her silky see through...
Back at the commune, Cassie, Bethany, and Amanda worked on putting together a supper from leftovers and other things that they found in my cupboards. Celeste and Faith helped me with some chores that couldn’t wait.We checked the garden and harvested what was ready, then watered my two horses, along with the cows, goats, and chickens. At this time of year, I didn’t do a lot of feeding, but I liked to give the animals attention and make sure that they were all healthy and happy.“So, what did you...
NovelsCopyright© 2003 Rich spent endless hours admiring the reflection of his own naked ass in the full-length wardrobe mirror. He lovingly stroked his buttocks, traced the long and lean contours, rubbed lotion into the crack, spiraled an oiled-up finger down into the soft tissues of the dark gateway. Spreading apart the cheeks, he imagined what it would feel like if... if only he could plunge his own dick inside... inside himself. He had been with men often enough. Had even, out of something...
Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – The Forbidden City, The Empire of Shizhuth While my sister was having fun with the centaur that I would have to face in the coliseum, I had to show these...
I picked up my friend, Alec, at the Kodiak, Alaska International Airport. Well, it is an airport, and it’s on Kodiak Island. Not so sure the term ‘International’ is exactly accurate, though. The ocean is on one end of the runway and a mountain on the other, not a good place to run off the end of the runway, either direction.Alec had just completed his year-long tour of Coast Guard duty on Sitkinak Island, a tiny island in the Aleutian Chain, just off the southern tip of Kodiak Island.Alec and I...
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