Lucia Makes a Bet
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Sister Lucia stayed in the punishment cell for what seemed an interminable period. It was cold and dank, and smelled faintly musty. With no clothes and no heating, she passed a sleepless night. At some point a tray was pushed under the door with a plate of porridge and a mug of tea on it; neither had been sugared, but both were very welcome for their warmth alone. Later still a plate of meat and potatoes was pushed under the door, though not a word was spoken. After some considerable time,...
Six months went past. There were now seven girls in Karl’s basement. Dasha was eight months pregnant, her belly protruding in a firm round ball. Karl had stopped raping her for fear it would hurt the baby. Instead he made her suck his dick and then drink his sperm while he massaged her breasts. Every day he sucked on her nipples to see if she was producing milk yet. When she started to lactate, he had all the other girls suck on her breasts and drink her warm milk. Morgan was also getting...
December 1978 On Monday, Kathy Will found me and giddily agreed to my terms and asked when I’d do it with her. I told her that I still thought it was a bad idea. She was desperate. “Steve, I’ll do anything you want if I can have just one more night where we do it three or four times. Anything. Please?” “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” I said firmly. “No.” “Nobody ever says ‘no’! Now you’ve said ‘no’ twice!” “That’s right.” “Fuck you, Steve Adams!” she growled angrily and stormed...
lucia "Good to see you again Miss Lucia." Said the chauffeur with a smile. "Hopefully we can make tonight as good an experience for you as last time.""It would be tough to top last time," I responded, "But its nice of you to try." I said with a wink.The chauffeur held the limo door open for me as a climbed in, an operation made more difficult by the six-inch stiletto heels I wore to compliment my tiny black cocktail dress. I was still not quite used to the heels, and considered myself lucky...
CatfightChapter 1 The ringing of the doorbell was persistent, accompanied by impatient knocking. Allison hurried down the stairs to open the door. Her little white poodle followed her close behind, barking incessantly. A woman in her late twenties was standing outside. Her long black hair framed a face that was a bit broader than normal, but very beautiful nonetheless. Allison was struck by her eyes. They were green and had a mesmerizing effect. The only thing that these eyes now exuded was...
It all started with a simple misunderstanding. But what it turned into was one of the most erotic days of my life. It was about 10:30 in the morning on a Tuesday and I was still in bed, pleasantly dreaming of myself and two of my female coworkers all naked on top of my bar, when I was rudely awakened by the loud buzzing of the apartment intercom. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and looked at the clock, wondering who in the hell could be bugging me at that time of the morning, and why it had to...
After that night with Marcia and Marilyn, life just got busier and busier. It was great but I had started to feel a bit drained. I tried to slow them down, unsuccessfully, so felt that the only way was to take a short holiday. It seemed the only way of getting a little peace and quiet. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the attention I was getting and the sex was mind-blowing. I just needed a short break to recharge my batteries. This time of year was when I always took a break, to get a bit of warmth...
AnalDecember, 1984, Chicago, Illinois On Wednesday, Julia and I had breakfast together and went over our presentation one final time. Charlie’s part was straightforward and all the charts were identical to the ones I’d provided to her the previous week, though we had spruced up how they looked using the Macintosh. I printed fresh copies to use in the opaque projector. I wished there was a way to project images from my Macintosh, but if there was, I couldn’t find one in any of my computer...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales)- vol. 9 - catfightsNote: the last pieces (vol.8) contained stories with watersports as the connecting theme. These pieces will contain stories which involve at different degrees …catfighting which is common amongst lesbians. Many men also like to watch. If that is not your thing, I suggest you skip this volume and stay tune for vol. 10 which should be regular lesbian...
It's a hot July day. There are two sisters hanging out in their house, Jena and Riley. Jena is 18, 5' 1", Chestnut hair, fairly skinny with B-Cup breasts and a small but firm ass. She's wearing a pair of pink and white striped panties and a black camisole. Her Sister Riley is 19, 5' 7", Strawberry Blonde, she has a very well toned body with D-Cup breasts, and a nice hand-full ass. She's is wearing a baggy t-shirt (No Bra) and a purple thong. Their parents are on a "Second Honeymoon" and the...
BDSMIt started with my temper versus some local trash a couple of nights ago and within moments I’d lost all decency and composure. I’d come out of my local bar alone although there were other people milling about on the street outside. As I walked down the pavement, a woman approached me and asked if I had any spare change. She looked rough in jeans and a hoodie top compared to my dress and coat which, despite my voluptuous and curvaceous figure, did suit me well. I merely apologised and said...
Tammy watched as Amber walked past her in the cafeteria. All week she had been waiting, hoping an opportunity would present itself to get that girl. Friday came along and Tammy knew that she had to strike today or else the weekend would be upon her, and then it would be too late to remedy the situation. She eyed the bitch walking across the cafeteria, food in hand, looking to sit down. One foot in the right place and everything would be on the floor. 'Nah, too obvious' she thought. 'I'll get...
Chapter 1 The ringing of the doorbell was persistent, accompanied by impatient knocking. Allison hurried down the stairs to open the door. Her little white poodle followed her close behind, barking incessantly. A woman in her late twenties was standing outside. Her long black hair framed a face that was a bit broader than normal, but very beautiful nonetheless. Allison was struck by her eyes. They were green and had a mesmerizing effect. The only thing that these eyes now exuded was hate....
"Hi," Angique said. She got no answer. "You seem quite alone, honey." "I'm used to it." The girl sat in a corner, just a few yards away. She leant against the pink-and-silver papered wall, hugging her knees. Her hair was darkish blonde; her voice sounded tired. She wore a white t-shirt that was too big for her. The face peeping through the curtains of her hair was a girl's, but she definitely had the eyes of a woman — guarded, even hostile. Angique didn't remember seeing her...
Saturday afternoon on a brisk November day in Calgary. I was into my second month of a six month stay, having come up from Houston for a consulting job in the oil fields. So far, Calgary had been nonstop hard work, and this day was the first break I’d taken. Keith, a foreman with the company I was contracted to, had invited me to watch a hockey game with his girlfriend Danielle and his crew of tough, muscled roustabouts and roughnecks. I don’t know shit about ice hockey, but I’d soaked up...
Waking up to the sounds of explosions isn't that odd in the Lucius house. John Lucius is startled and woken up in the early morning by the noise of chanting and volume use explosions being contained in the basement. Johns parents are cult leaders, or something like that, they really are nice people, and they don't force their views on anyone, John thought as he heard the sounds of what seemed to be a lamb being sacrificed. John walked down to the basement, which was really more of a dungeon,...
FetishLucian, Chapter Two. Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves - a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn't an oak, surely - there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast...
Lucian, Chapter Nine. Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling...
Lucian, Chapter Six. Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension - they're like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton's Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet...
Dear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. Lucian, Chapter One. The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark,...
Lucian, Chapter Five. Spring arrived at Norton's Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen - the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load...
Lucian, Chapter Four. What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be...
Lucian, Chapter Three. A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines - even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real - though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious...
Lucian, Chapter Seven. A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines' second autumn there and he had changed a...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers’ flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington’s Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling circus didn’t seem to notice. Aloof...
Lucian, Chapter Ten. How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he'd never been there; he...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn’t that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves – a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn’t an oak, surely – there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast lawn to the school building. “So...
Lucian, Chapter Eight. Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable - from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she'd...
Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension – they’re like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton’s Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet and celebrate. And it was the first...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn’t stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be the ones that raped him. Maybe...
How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he’d never been there; he didn’t even know it existed. But...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine – to choke his throat. “It’s okay,” a girl’s voice whispered. October found its way to Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines’ second autumn there and he had changed a lot since the first one – physically as...
Why think you’re a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you’re a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable – from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she’d filled with white-and-yellow...
A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines – even in a world as weird as Norton’s Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real – though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious chores. There was the daily routine of getting...
Spring arrived at Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen – the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load that resisted two months of...
I spent just an hour with Lucian. I remember that it was a quiet back alley at the dance club in Newcastle. We'd danced, kissed (of course) and he had felt my sex for me. Kristin was beside me, going with one of Lucian's gang. When he got his prick out I should have resisted. Instead I held my sex open for him and he pushed roughly inside me. It was the most amazing animal sex, the most amazing orgasm! I wanted to see him again! He said, 'you're married bitch', pleased to own you, but you gotta...
InterracialMy brother has this well fit mate called Lucian. Anyway he came to pick up a dvd my brother lent off him. He said he was rollin a spliff and did I want some. I said ok and let him in. I wasn’t dressed yet I was still wearin pink and white pyjama shorts and top.Hes a couple of years older got short blonde hair and was wearing white trackies nd a light blue t-shirt. He always acted tough. was a proper chav and fit fucker wit a nice six pack. We’d already shagged once before. His dick was ded...
What’s better than paying twenty bucks to watch a couple of trailer park bitches slap each other around in your buddy’s back yard? How about free catfights with hot chicks wrestling, groping, grinding and ripping each other’s clothes off on video? That’s kind of the premise of FreeCatfights, or at least what they’re implying with the name.FreeCatfights.com may be the world’s biggest forum devoted to erotic female wrestling, boxing and fighting. They’ve been around for over a decade now, and...
Porn ForumsComissioned by Keaton the Black Jackal, she asked more of a sex than plot based. So don’t expect anything, expect an excuse for a sex. I hope, nay, I pray she likes this. Part 0: The fight to determine the future. Jax descended quickly from the skies, landing softly on the icy ground below him. He looked ahead and scanned the frozen plains around him, with his eyes, while listening closely for any signs of Luciantmon. He still could not believe how the cocky dragon, had threatened to...
A former undercover cop is forced to re-visit his last and toughest case. It wasn't much fun the first time. He certainly didn't want to meet that lot again. This gets a little dark and nasty in places so be forewarned. It has been sitting for many months, almost abandoned more than once, as others explored similar themes. I decided to finish it, so... For Anne... a friend, not always an easy thing. Thanks for the support. This is a work of adult fiction. ...
(The following story ought to be read in conjunction with the first one, ) Lucia’s Slave - The AnniversaryLucia and I first met on 26. April 1986. This date is engraved deeply into my sub-conscience and is underlined red in my diaries since that day. – Every year, without fail, I had sent her red roses. Last year it was 23 roses and this year I will place 24 roses at her bedside for when she awakes in OUR house, at long last united. The first weeks of our togetherness were exactly that;...
(Any mistakes in grammar or sentence structure are regretted. English is the author’s second language and not his mother tongue).LUCIA’S SLAVE – UNITED AT LAST (1)Twenty five years ago things in life here were not so free and easy as they are now; there were no open adverts of dominas or even pro ladies. My desires as a sub go back to my early youth and in the eighties, at the peak of my virility, were giving me a lot of frustration. Finding a pro-domme was very much a matter of luck; however,...
Sometime in the following summer Melanie and I were invited up to Sue and Jake's cottage for the weekend. On the Saturday night, after a relaxing day on the dock drinking beer and barbecuing, Jake took us on a tour of the lake at sunset in his small speedboat. Jake drove, Sue sat next to him in the front and Melanie and I sat in the back. Everybody was dressed in shorts and tee-shirts. Jake cruised around the shoreline of the medium-size lake pointing out places of interest and the homes of...
Group SexNote : This story is completely fictional! I stay with my wife a few blocks away from her parents. We stay with them every weekend. One sunday evening, My wife had gone to the beauty parlour to take care of her hair. My father-in-law had goes to his house every sunday and won't be back till late night. I was left alone with my mother-in-law. At 51 she has the best ass in the town and the biggest tits. Time and again she would shake her ass a bit too much for anybody's comfort when she walks in...
IncestI am bed watching tv, waiting for you to come home from work, I stroke my cock and balls, feeling horny, it hardens. As i click through the channels looking for something interesting, I think of your sexy smile, as I came in you this morning. Not finding anything worth watching, I drift off to sleep. You come in the bedroom and see that i am sleeping, so you sneek over to your drawer of lingerie, looking for your favorite. You slip into it, with a devilish smile you sneak into bed. I awaken...
Introduction: Peter and I struggle, Jessica interferes and I prove I am only human *** You will find this easier to read, and more enjoyable, if you take the time to read the other chapters first Thank you to all those who have written to me about this, commented, and voted. I really do appreciate it very much. There is not a lot of sex in this Chapter, it is located in just after the middle portion. Please do not be too hard on me as for this story to continue to be true I had to admit...
Andrew Watkins sat scrunched up in the far corner of the couch with his feet tucked beneath him. His grandfather sat a cushion over. Sadie's date, John, was wearing a tuxedo and looking uncomfortable. The burly teenager shifted his weight in the den's only chair. There was a discomfiting silence between the three males that filled the room. The oldest among them tried to loosen things up. "Women are always like this. They love to make ya wait on 'em," Don Culvert forced a...
Hi I am Guru Kanth. I am going to tell you story of mine sex with my aunty. By seeing she was very beautiful and sexy. One among 3 men would like to fuck. About me I come from a small village in Maharashtra. I am a high school drop out. My height is 5 10 and my dick size is 7 inches I am slightly blackish well built personality. About my aunty she had a nice boobs and well built personality an typical Indian aunty. Her sex life was not so good, because my uncle work as a travel guide he was out...
IncestShe slides into the chair next to yours and smiles sweetly as she crosses her legs revealing a bit of smooth, firm thigh. It doesn't go unnoticed. "You look like you could use some company. Mind if I share a drink with you?" "The pleasure's all mine," you reply. "Is this a business or a pleasure trip?" "Mostly business, but I might have to rethink now." You both order a couple of drinks and get talking. She uncannily gets you... not many women do. It is a pleasant surprise. A few...
After another 10 months Dee and I made the trek to the airport once again to pick Tara up from her latest trip. She would only have one more departure before she would be here permanently with us. Dee was beside herself. When Tara exited this time there was a very pretty woman at her side. Dee looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders and gave the, "How the hell should I know?" look. We'd just have to wait and find out now wouldn't we? As Tara approached, Dee ran up to meet her;...
There I was, lying on the beach, stranded on an island. I was recollecting recent events which ultimately led to the situation I'm in. It was a lovely summer morning, so I decided to go fishing at sea, try my luck, and also get some free food, why not? After the last of the preparations had been made, I put on my "lucky" shirt and set sail. It was very warm, and I could feel the Sun massaging my skin. I finally found a nice spot, far from the shore where I thought should be plenty...
(ALLAHABAD SE) Mai Rajiv kumar age 17 sall height 5’5″aur mera lund 7″ka hai aur abhi tak sirf ek baar boor chod paya hoon. Baat Diwali 06 ki hai jab mujhe mauka mila us ladki ko chodne ka jiske boobs ko main 3 mahino se dekh raha tha aur wo bhi mujhe teerchi najro se dekha karti thi bus hum dono mauke ki talash me the Diwali me pahli baar hum dono ne batein ki kyonki us hum dono ki faimly sath me hi market karne gayi thi aur hum dono akele the hum dono bahar aaye ek dusre ko Diwali wish kiya...
We met them three years ago. A chance message on a website to a faceless, nameless couple. The usual banter back and forth using the typed word. Luckily I could type and was able to keep them interested with conversation. After several months of conversation and an exchange of as we found out later to be outdated pictures, a meeting was set. I remember the rain that evening as we drove to the meeting place, a nice restaurant in a neutral town. We parked and waited in the car as we had left far...
This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that, All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank hammer17 for taking the time to edit my offering. All mistakes are mine solely, whether planned or not. * I was really starting to hate my boss. Up till now I thought I had hated bosses before. I was wrong. Every time she made a mistake, it turned out to be one of us that was to blame. She seldom...
Hi readers … I am Sujith. Good looking young man. 30 years of age.. Our heroin is Sajana. She is the only daughter of my father’s younger brother. She is slim, fair, and have a cute face. She had a well shaped body with nearly 5 and half feet height. She is married and have a son. We are very close to each other and very good friends also. So, with her I share all my problems and feelings.. She is the only one in my family who know about my broken love affair. Now, let us start our story… She...
IncestI grew up in a very homophobic household. My macho rugby-playing father thought Noel Coward's effeminacay was an insult, while my mother would be equally disparaging about the overt bisexual mannerisms of the lovely Marlene Dietrich. I suspect that if I'd sported a Gay Pride lapel bage back then I'd have been shown the front door.The 1960s in Britain was a repressive era, although the first refreshing winds of change came in 1967 - five years after the Cuban Missile Crisis - with the...
MasturbationEver since a guy sucked my dick a long-time ago, I’ve always fantasized about what it would be like to take a dick in my own mouth. And like any fantasy, it turned into an urge I couldn’t resist any longer.For as long as I’ve lived in this area, I’ve had a favorite fishing spot. It’s got a small picnic area and public bathroom. The first time I took my boys there, one of them had to piss real bad and wouldn’t do it out where we were fishing so I had to take both of them up there. As soon as we...