Reunited
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I walk through the gardens outside Bamebridge Boarding School when I hear a scream come from the old barn. Everyone else is meant to be in class. I immediately run to the barn and find a tall man clutching at Daisy, a young student.
“Hey! Don’t you dare hurt her.”
The young man turnd to face me, and my heart sinks. His lips spread into an only too familiar smirk as his deep blue eyes graze over my body, taking in every part of me. He pushes his dark brown hair off his forehead with his free hand, still holding Daisy’s arm. My heart skips a beat, unnerved by the hungry look Tom gave me.
“Well, it has been a long time, Miss Grey, hasn’t it?”
“Don’t play with me, Tom, let her go.” His grip loosens and Daisy runs towards me, desperate to escape.
“I wasn’t going to hurt her, she was just in the way,” Tom says as he looks down and kicks two bags of corn at his feet.
“Daisy, go back to the house and tell everyone to lock the doors.”
“What about you, Miss Grey?”
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine,” I reply, never breaking Tom’s gaze.
As soon as Daisy leaves, Tom laughs bitterly, “Lock the doors? Are you really that scared of me?”
Anger starts to cloud my vision. I can’t believe how selfish and ignorant he is. Does he not realise how much he hurt me when he left me five years ago, alone, with no-one? And now what has he done with himself – become one of the most feared vagabonds in the country, living on stolen goods and killing anyone who gets in the way?!
“Are you serious? Fuck Tom, two people were killed by your group only a week ago in the next town over! Do you really have no clue how much fear you, and your so-called friends leave in your path?”
Tom looks at his feet, shame painted plainly on his face. It startles me to see it. I know he left the life we had to escape reality, escape the loss of his father and the empty shell of a mother that remained after his father’s death. I told myself he left with those thieves because it was an exciting new start for him, one that I couldn’t and would never want to be a part of. But if he's ashamed or unhappy, then why hasn’t he left?
“I have never killed anyone Mya, I thought you would believe that I’m not capable of that” Tom mumbles before staring at me, the accusation and hurt in his eyes.
“Right, but you stealing from families who will starve as a result of your visit is okay, is it? Worse than that, you watching someone get murdered without saying a word against it. You’re capable of that? Where is the line, Tom? Can you really blame me for thinking you would be capable of killing somebody? I don’t know who you are anymore!” As I talk, he shakes his head furiously, starting to pace in agitation, his hands clenching into fists of anger.
“You don’t know what it’s like!” he shouts. “Within a year of leaving you, all I wanted was to come back, to have what we once had again. I would have done anything to come back to you. But you were engaged to that arsehole Christopher and I had to pay my debt to Donovan.”
“What debt?”
“Yes, now you ask what debt.” He stares outside the barn towards the green fields, his eyes sad and full of regret. “To join the group, Donovan makes you pledge to serve the group for as long as it takes to earn 500 points. You get 1 point for each item you steal and 5 for each enemy murdered, although everyone is the enemy these days, even children,” he mutters sadly, shaking his head. “It was meant to be a way for us to thank him for the opportunity to go on the road, become one of the group and to keep us alive. But I have never killed anyone and never will. That is why it is taking me so fucking long to get out of this! But I have 498 points, Mya, two more and then I’m free.”
“And then what? Then where will you go?”
He looks at his feet again. “Well... it wasn’t entirely a coincidence that I showed up where you work...” I stare at him in disbelief.
“Are you insane? You think after how you left me and everything you have done with Donovan’s group that I would be able to let you back into my life again?” Now I start to pace, desperately trying to control the anger and the flood of tears that are threatening to break free. “Take the bags of corn and get those last two points. A friend of mine in Glasgow is looking for a stable boy, I can get you the job. I want you to leave and never come back again.” We stare at one another in silence.
That isn’t true. Some part of me has always dreamt of this reunion, for Tom to beg to come back to me, to have that life we had five years ago. But the audacity to assume that I would have been waiting for him all of this time and that I would welcome him back into my life straight away after everything. I can’t do that to myself. I am stronger and have more respect for myself than that.
Tom looks pale and sick, like I have crushed his last dream. “Mya, please just give me a chance. I promise you, I am not so far from the man you knew five years ago, he is still in here, I just need the chance to get away from this madness and find him again.”
“You can do that in Glasgow. You don’t need me.” I turn on my heels and start to storm out of the barn but a rough, calloused hand grips my arm.
“I’ll make a deal with you.” Tom whispers, his eyes desperate. “Spend one weekend with me and then I’ll leave and never see you again, if that is what you still want.”
He wants a chance to explain himself, to try to reconnect. Maybe if I give him this time, it will help him see how serious I am. “What will we do in this weekend?” I question.
He smirks, the playful young man I used to love coming to the surface, “Whatever I want to do.” His words are followed by his gaze travelling down my face to stare longingly at my lips. I swallow nervously, my breathing coming faster once more. How can I go from wanting to never see him again to considering spending a weekend with him? Memories fill my head: of us walking hand in hand through the markets, stealing kisses every chance we could get, long hot nights touching and kissing one another until we fell asleep exhausted. For those five years, we had everything. I turn away, feeling my cheeks heat up.
Maybe one night wouldn’t be so bad?
I turn to face him again, “I’ll give you 24 hours.” He nods. “And I can leave whenever I want to.”
Tom’s smile spreads into a wide grin. “Of course.” He takes two steps forward, his hands gently clutching either side of my face as his lips collide with mine and he pushes my body backwards. My back slams against the barn wall with more force than I expect. I don’t have time to say anything as Tom’s tongue spreads my lips apart. His kisses are feverish and overwhelming but nostalgic and addictive at the same time.
Hidden by shadows in the corner of the barn, my hands run up his back over his shirt and rest in his hair, desperately pulling him against me. “Tom...” I try to say breathlessly before my lips are enveloped by his again. “Tom... what are we... we doing?” I eventually get out. But I’m not committed to hearing the answer as his lips trail down my jawline to my neck and his hands roam down my back, massaging my ass through my dress before travelling round to my breasts. He lightly brushes my nipples with his thumbs, recalling exactly how to make me weak at the knees. I quickly grab his wrists. Breaking us out of the trance we were in before we go too far. He looks up at me and we both stare at one another, the silence filled with our heavy breathing. He presses his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, his hand moving gently to my hips to hold me.
He nods slowly, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”
“Me too,” I reply breathlessly, my eyes closed.
“I’ll come pick you up tonight then?”
“No, I don’t want anyone to see you. Send me where to go and I will meet you there at six o’clock.” I reply, pushing him away gently as I come back to my senses.
*
I arrive at the large wooden doors to the boarding school and ring the doorbell. A small wooden panel at my eye level lifts up and Mr Moore’s nervous eyes blink at me. Immediately the doors are pulled open – “Oh thank goodness you’re okay Miss Grey! I was starting to think we would need to arrange a search party soon! How did you escape that scum?”
I smile gratefully and step inside. “Thank you, Ryan. I can assure you that there was no need for a search party. The thief ran away with the corn bags as soon as Daisy left and I hid in the forest awhile to see if there were any others around. We seem to be safe now. I will go and rest in my room for the evening I think” I say, giving him a polite nod as I walk past him and up the stairs to my room.
After two hours staring at my ceiling trying to comprehend what happened today, I am startled by a sharp knock on my door. I quickly rise to my feet, met at the door by Christopher, my ex-fiancée and the school’s postman. “Christopher...” I mutter in impatience.
His lips flatten into a single line as he presents a large, rectangular, blue box held together by a red bow with a small note tied to the middle. “For you.”
“You can keep your gifts to yourself” I reply and go to shut the door.
“Mya, it isn’t from me, it was found outside the main door on the ground. Strange people you must be hanging out with these days, leaving secret parcels on the ground. I always knew you would go to the dogs after leaving me,” he annoyingly smirks.
And with that I pull the box from his grasp and slam the door in his face. “Fucking prick,” I mutter under my breath, sitting down on my bed again. This is just another reason why I need to find myself a new job, I think to myself. It had been one year now since Christopher ended our three year engagement. I wanted to focus my time, money and energy into furthering my career as a teacher instead of a wedding, house and children. Granted, I didn’t know it would take more than five years to do so but Christopher always said he was fully supportive of my dreams. Until he told me one day that at 27, I was too old to be his fiancée and he couldn’t wait any longer to get married and have kids. If I’m honest with myself, I have never been sure about having children anyway. I probably wouldn’t have been able to give him what he needed in a wife. He didn’t have to be such an arsehole about it though.
I prise open the box and found two beautiful silk garments – all black lace. Butterflies rise in my stomach as I read the note attached to the ribbon:
“I remembered you talking about these years ago,
wear them for me?
6 Saddlebrook Road
- Tom
P.S. In case you were worried, I paid for them myself”
I untie my dress from behind and let it fall to the ground, before removing my plain, well-worn underwear. The silk and lace make me feel beautiful again, strong and confident, matching my long, brown hair and blue eyes.
He’s right. I have always wanted garments like these, but never wanted to spend my money on such frivolous things. How on earth did he afford these? I glance over at my bedside table and see the clock hands almost touching six! “God, I’m going to be late!” I think, hurriedly pulling my nicest dress over my head. He didn’t need to know that I was wearing the underwear he bought me, right?
*
Within ten minutes, I'm standing in front of a black gate with 6 Saddlebrook Road signposted on the front door behind it. My heart starts to race. What am I doing? I could tell him that I don’t want anything to do with him, that I want him to leave me be and move on without me. But do I want that? Today has scrambled my thoughts, dreams, hopes and fears.
I don’t know what I want any more.
Before I have the chance to unlock the gate, the oak front door is pulled open revealing Tom, grinning. He tucks his hands in his pockets and leans against the door frame, clearly amused.
“Are you going to stare at the gate all day?”
I glare at him, push the gate open and walk past him into a small cottage.
“I have many questions,” I reply.
“Okay, hit me,” he prompts as he closes the front door and leads me into a small room. To the left is a stove and kitchen, to the right a fireplace is roaring on the far wall, two couches nestled opposite each other, against the other two walls with a table in between.
I lie down on one couch forcing him to sit opposite me. “Why do you have a place to live if you were until today, part of Donovan’s crew and how can you afford expensive underwear?”
He smirks at the second question. “Ah you got my gift then? Did you like it? Are you wearing them?” His gaze travels down my body.
“Will you just answer me?” I reply, struggling to keep a smile off my lips.
Tom sighs quietly, his eyes returning to mine, “Donovan likes to stay in a town for a few weeks at a time. I knew that at the end of this trip I would be done and I wouldn’t want to sign on for another round. So, when we arrived, I found a place I could go after I left the group. I have managed to save up a decent amount of money –“
“You mean money you have stolen,” I reply coldly.
“Not always,” he pauses. We deliver correspondence as well, and our clients would pay well if we were discreet.”
A silence lingers in the air, before Tom sighs.
“Look Mya, I know that you’re disappointed in me and probably hurt and angry still, but I do want to change. I know I chose this life at the start but I had no idea what it would be like. I was young and naïve and stupid and I have been stuck for five years now with no way out. I watched men try to run away but we always tracked them down and Donovan killed every single one of them. He sticks to the pledge though, I have completed my time and I am free now.
“What made you think that I would have space for you in my life? That I wasn’t married to Christopher or with someone else?” Tom looks down, his expression unreadable.
“At the start of this year, I sent someone to find you. They watched you for a few days and reported back to me that you were a teacher at the Bamebridge Boarding School in Wickem and you appeared to be unattached.”
“And you just thought that –“
“I never assumed that you would want me back.” He says steadily. “But I had to try.”
Clasping my hands together, I stare at the ceiling. The more information I get from Tom, the more confused and lost I feel. I shake my head.
“I’m over the hurt and anger Tom. God, I was engaged to Christopher for three years -”
“You and him were never going to work out –“
“Don’t you dare comment on my last relationship. Not after what you did. I don’t think you realise how devastating it was when you chose to join Donovan and leave me, Tom. I’m over it now, but I never want to put myself in that same position where I let you have the power to hurt me like that, ever again.” He stares at me earnestly, reality hitting him.
“Right, will you give me the house tour then?” I ask after a long pause, desperate to change the subject.
Smiling weakly, he nods and springs to his feet. Stretching his arm out, he offers me his hand. I let his fingers gently slide between mine, the warmth comforting. He leads me towards the front door again and turns right down a narrow, cobblestone hallway. We pass the bathroom on the left and end up in a brightly lit bedroom. He pulls me to the right to a balcony and leans his arms against the metal bannister, pressing his shoulder against mine. It's getting dark now. The sun almost set behind the hills surrounding Wickem, the moon peeping its head out from behind a blanket of twinkling stars.
“You look gorgeous tonight,” Tom states. I look to my right to see him already staring at me. My smile blossoms before I can stop it. His free hand gently caresses my cheek, jawline, neck, his eyes taking in every feature. I look down, a giddy feeling rising inside of me.
“I’m sorry, I don’t want to pressure you into any-“
“One night,” I whisper.
“What?” He asks, surprised.
“Let’s have one night, just you and me, just like we used to be...”
“Are you sure?” he asks, already facing me. His blue eyes still shine with kindness after all of those years. I nod and wrap his arms around my waist. My arms circle around his neck and draw him closer towards me. I watch the lust and need only grow as his gaze sweeps over my body, lips, neck, breasts.
“You know we used to be pretty dirty...” I whisper, biting my lip at the memories, waiting to tip him over the edge. His breath hot against my ear. “Can you remember what you used to call me? What you would do to me?” His fingers grip my hips tighter, pulling me hard against his chest as he begins to growl in my ear.
“Tell me what you want, fucktoy.” My whole body is on fire, my thoughts flooding with memories of Tom and me.
“Nobody has ever, been able to make me as wet as you have. I want you to use me, harder than you have ever done before.” Suddenly I’m pinned between the balcony bannister and Tom’s body. He desperately kisses me, covering my neck and lips with impatient kisses, his tongue dancing with mine. I run my hand down his left leg until I feel his hard erection throbbing against his clothes. His gasp at my touch fills the night’s silence before I feel him bite my bottom lip, sliding his hand up to close firmly around my neck.
“It’s been way too long since I’ve done this, slut.”
“You had better get me inside before we disturb the neighbours,” I reply breathlessly. Strong hands easily lift me up and doors slam behind me as I am shoved against a cold wall of Tom’s bedroom, the room illuminated by a single candle.
“You sure you want all of this, fucktoy? I won’t hold back if you say yes.” I nod, biting my lip in anticipation of what’s to come. He grips my hair tightly, dipping his head to suck and bite my neck before forcing me down to my knees.
“I want everything, Sir. All of you. Fuck, please use me, please use your dirty slut.” He smiles down at me as he unbuckles his belt. The sound makes me shiver, my thighs dripping wet now. The belt loops around my neck and is pulled tight, the feel of the leather gripping my throat making me gasp and reach down to touch myself.
As Tom’s trousers fall to the ground, he pulls his hard cock out of his pants and using the belt, tugs my face towards him, forcing my mouth open. Holding the belt in one hand, he grips my hair tightly with the other, giving him more leverage to use my mouth. He pulls me up and down his cock, shoving me down harder each time so it slams against my throat making me gag. He twists his hand around the belt making it tighten around my neck.
I gag with every thrust, spit starting to drip down my chin and his cock. “Fuck! Yes, fuck toy, your throat feels amazing,” he groans. The belt tightening makes my throat grip his cock, barely enabling me to breathe. I slip the sleeves of my dress down so Tom can see the underwear I’m wearing. He immediately pulls his cock out and loosens his grip on the belt, his cock glistening in my spit.
“Look up at me, fucktoy,” he says pulling my chin up. I smile just before he spits on my face rubbing it over my eyes and mouth before pulling my head down onto his cock again. The room is filled with me gagging and Tom groaning, my head hitting the wall repeatedly as he speeds up. Just before I use our sign to slow down, Tom drops the belt and grips my hair tighter before shoving his cock balls deep down my throat, holding me there. His spare hand reaches down to stroke my neck, rubbing his cock.
“Fuck, look at what a good cumslut you are. You like having my cock deep down your throat?” I nod and moan “yes” before choking spit onto his cock again. “Fuck yes, get me ready to fuck you. Choke on that cock.”
He reaches down to pinch my nipples as he speaks, making me squeal. “I am desperate to fuck you properly, but before I do, I just need to test one more thing...” His fingers release my nipples and cover my nose, cutting off my final supply of air. I throw my head back at how dirty this is, he knows I love him controlling my breathing.
Spit and drool pour from my mouth and onto my chest as Tom forces my face down so my nose is touching his balls. “Touch yourself, fucktoy,” he whispers before realising that I am already rubbing my clit. “Good girl, touch yourself for me.” I squirm and wriggle on my knees, overwhelmed by how amazing everything feels but starting to feel dizzy from the lack of air. I tap Tom’s knee and he instantly drops his hands and takes a step back, bending down to kiss my forehead.
“Come with me,” he holds my hand and guides me to the bed, my dress falling to the ground as he gently pushes me down on my back. I wipe some of the spit from my face, my breathing slowing and open my legs for him. “God, you’re beautiful,” Tom whispers, the candlelight flickering across his face. He slides the black lace panties off my smooth legs and uses his finger to feel how wet I am. “Fuck, it has been way too long since I have made you this wet.”
He brings his finger to his lips and licks it clean. I am entranced by the pure lust written all over his face, mixed with adoration for me. My thoughts are broken by his tongue flicking over my clit. Moans escape my lips and I do nothing to hold them back. His touches become needy again, his fingers clutching at my hips and thighs, scratching marks into my skin. My hands fist the sheets as his tongue dives deeper inside of me, making my body ache for him more.
“Fuck... Tom...” I say breathlessly. “Please... please fuck me.” Tom breaks away from my body for a second to strip his clothes off. Beneath his shirt he reveals a strong, toned body, his muscles more defined than when we were last together. He climbs on top of me, I am overwhelmed with the warmth of his body pressed against mine, his hard cock light against my thighs.
“Say that again.”
I grin at him, loving how badly he needs to hear me to beg. “I need you Tom.”
“More,” he growls, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head.
“I need you to use me, Sir.”
“Hmm, more...” his fingers tug and pinch my nipples before taking my left one between his teeth, rolling it around in his mouth.
“Fucckkkk,” I groan. “Fuck me, please please fuck me, as hard and rough as you want to, Sir.” Both of his hands run up my body to circle my neck again making me smile, as he slams his cock balls deep inside of me, holding him there. “I’m not letting go of your neck until you cum on my cock, whore.”
My eyes roll back and my hands grip Tom’s hair, pulling him harder against me before moaning as loud as I can and scratching down his back. He only tightens his grip around my neck before pulling his cock out and slamming into me again and again. I reach down to rub my clit again, getting closer and closer as Tom fucks me.
“Open your mouth, slut,” he demands, my breathing rasping as he chokes me. I do as he asks to see him drip his spit into my mouth.
“Fuucckkk,” I mouth, only opening my mouth wider to accept more of his spit.
“Good girl, fuck I love how dirty you are, how much you love being used by me.” I nod, getting closer and closer to cumming, his grip on my neck and cock pounding me, driving me crazy.
“I’m not stopping, slut. I’m not letting you breathe or rest, until you cum all over my cock.” Tom leans down and kisses me with such passion that I feel my orgasm ripple through my body. His tongue teases mine, playing with my tongue and lips as I shiver underneath him, cumming harder than I have done in years. He releases my throat and starts to fuck me slower. “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” I smile and bite my lip.
“I want to make you cum,” I say, licking my lips.
“Oh, you want to swallow my cum, you little whore?” I nod desperately. Just thinking about tasting his cum is driving me crazy. He pulls out of me slowly, my cum pooling on the bed, ruining the bed sheets, as he moves up my body to straddle my chest. “Open wide, gorgeous,” he demands, pressing his hard cum-soaked cock against my lips and pushing it into my mouth. I start to lick and suck my cum off him, my hands massaging his balls, sticking my tongue out to lick them, the deeper he goes. My moans send vibrations up his cock, making him use my face harder.
Tom’s movements become stiffer, more urgent. The whole time I stare up at him, his cock stretching my mouth wide, my face covered in our spit, which he only adds to the closer and closer her gets. With one last thrust, his cock flexes in my throat and he forces my head down, giving me no choice but to swallow every last drop of his cum.
Tom kisses my lips gently before rolling off of me. We both stare at the ceiling, waiting for our breaths to calm down.
“Um, that was –“ I start
“Amazing,” he finishes.
“Yes,” I laugh back turning onto my side to face him. “I am going to go and freshen up.” In the bathroom I wet a face cloth and wash my face and body before trying to tame my tangled hair. I sigh, gripping the sink and stare at myself in the mirror. “It doesn’t mean anything, Mya, it’s only one night,” I tell myself, trying to suppress any emotions I once had for Tom from resurfacing.
I return to the bedroom and Tom is sitting under the bed sheets, two glasses of water and a plate of cheese and crackers on the table beside him and an oversized shirt for me lying neatly on the bed. “I remembered that we didn’t get around to dinner,” he said cheerfully, nodding at the plate of food. I smile back, pull the shirt over my head, to Tom’s exaggerated disappointment, and seize several crackers from the plate, suddenly realising how hungry I am. Tom stares at me smiling until I ask him what is on his mind.
“I’m just happy,” he replies, shaking his head. “Will you tell me more about the last five years then?” I raise my eyebrows but nod, still munching on my crackers. “So how on earth are you not principal yet? You’re smart, caring, compassionate and would be an amazing head teacher!” I chuckle at his enthusiasm.
“Well, thank you. I too, ask myself that but every day,” I laugh in reply. “It really all fell apart when Christopher and I broke up. He may be the postman but he is friends with everyone. Of course, he didn’t want our engagement to seem like a failure on his part and so he told everyone, and I mean everyone, that I cheated on him and that I can’t under any circumstances be trusted.” Tom stares at me in disbelief.
“Did nobody believe you?”
“I have never had many friends at Bamebridge, Tom. The main reason I came here was Christopher. And for the past year, I have been searching every week for a new position away from here so I can make a new start, but nobody wants a 28 year-old single woman. They believe I will bring trouble to the school because I am not settled and married.”
“I am so sorry, Mya. You deserve better than Christopher. Hell, it breaks my heart to say it, but you deserve better than me too.”
I sigh.
“I know,” I reply, a small smile on my face, because if I don’t laugh then I’ll cry. “I need to sleep now Tom,” I whisper, already closing my eyes. I feel his stubble brush my cheek as he nods before sweeping his lips across mine.
“Sweet dreams, gorgeous,” I hear as I curl onto my side, facing away from Tom, his arms wrapping themselves around me.
Just like they used to.
*
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Love StoriesAs soon as i see him i run into his arms nearly knocking him over and placing kisses all over his face, holding him tightly. We collect his bags and head to the car. I slip behind the wheel and he sits in the passenger seat. I lean over placing my hand on his cheek and kiss him deeply, passionately. I feel so loved, so special. After a few min i break the kiss. He is tired after his long flight and i want to get him back to my place so he can rest. We arrive at my place and i show him...
Straight SexHello darling :) How has your day been? I hope you had lots daydreams concerning me and my cock. I can't wait till i can crawl up on top of you and make you scream again :)??? Part 1- Chris' POV?I would start by pulling you by your hands to the bedroom. Then I would slowly lift up your nightgown till it was over your head. I would push you gently towards the bed till you fell backwards, at which point I would lift up your legs as I spread them. I would slowly lower my face towards...
When she was 23 she married a very nice young man who was 28 and they appeared to be very much in love. Eighteen months later she presented him with a healthy son. Two years later she called me in the middle of the night from the hospital to inform me that Jim had died from a massive coronary. I found out later that they had been making love and when they had finished she went to the kitchen to get them something to drink and when she returned he was gone. That was four months ago. The phone...
"You look nervous," said the cabbie, glancing in her rearview mirror. June looked at the posted license. "I am Sharon. I am going to meet my brother. I haven't seen him in nine years." "Nine years! Sheesh! Where's he been? The French Foreign Legion?" June snorted. "Not likely! My father snatched Mike and fled the state." "I've heard of things like that. Never met any one that it happened to." "Well it happened to me. Dad picked up Mike at school, one day, and I never saw...
The old-style Checker cab inched away from the congested airport loading zone,then pulled out into the cold, rainy January evening and headed for a downtown hotel. Inside, Gwen studied Mark’s face. For all she knew, he might have found someone special while back home. Hesitantly, even shyly, she asked, ‘Did you miss me?” Mark nodded, ‘You were all I could think about on the flight up. Then the damn landing was delayed. Were you waiting long?” Gwen felt her tension begin to ease. She’d worried...
Joe and many other men checked out these beautiful women. None of them knew that these woman fucked for money, only Joe knew that. Before any other waiter could go to attend Britney and her friend, Joe ran towards them. “Welcome,” Joe said and thought if he should call Britney by her name or just say, ma’am. “Thank you,” Britney replied with a big smile, as she remembered that Joe was the man who fucked her last night. Joe took Britney and her friend to a table in the corner. Men in the...
MILFNancy informed Alice that she would be using the bedroom to dress me, and that she should pick out an outfit consisting of no fewer than seven articles, gather her make-up and whatever else she required and then use another room to get dressed. Furthermore, Nancy informed Alice if she didn’t like what she was wearing when she returned that she would be punished, and to not waste any time dressing as she would require her help in transforming me. I had the feeling that no matter what she came...
Chapter One My life as a teen was for lack of a better term a living hell. I wonder what I could have or should have done to try and prevent what I went through. Though a mute point now. My childhood was a happy one from the bits and pieces that I could recall but it wasn’t until my 13 birthday that things took a turn for the worse. I recall a small party of family and friends, friends who I didn’t realize then were sent home rather quickly and some family members who stayed the night. I...
Hi, guys and girls. Thank you for your wonderful response and all the love! It’s me, Sanket, continuing my previous story. I was lucky enough to For those who don’t know about me, I’m an average guy with a 6 “ big and very thirsty dick. I won’t boast more about my dick, as sex is not about how big the dick is or how small the pussy is. It’s more about your sensual adventure. I’m sure most of you will agree with this. Coming back to the story. Things were going great between Bhakti and me. We...
IncestDisclaimer: More than meets the reader. *COUGH* Yeah, right. Warning: Contains adult material: such as nudity and suggestive dialogue. (|.|; How cute.) Discretion advised for the narrow-minded and those who pretend to be repulsed by their humanity for absolutely no reason at all. We were born to be naked! Live with it! Or is there a reasonable excuse for spying naked flesh when it's convenient for you? Weirdoes. Author's note: This concept has probably been used somewhere...
HumorPaula rests her head on Adam’s shoulder as they lay naked and panting on the floor of the cabin. After a few minutes, she lifts her head, looks him in the eyes and gives him a devilish smile. “Guess what?” “What?” he asks. “I’m still horny,” she says and starts rubbing her cunt slowly against the man’s thigh. “Tell me something,” Adam says. “Were you serious about being pregnant?” “Of course,” she answers, straddling and moving slowly up and down on his thigh. “How do you know, it’s...
Mera naam bunty hai. Ghar par mere alawa bhaiya Vinod, vidhi bhabi Dipa hi hain. Bhaiya ki umar 22 saal, vidhi bhabi ki umar 20 saal aur meri 21 saal ki hai. Bhaiya ki shadi abhi 6 mahine pahle hi huyi hai. vidhi bhabi ka rang ek dam gora, aankhien bhoori, baal kale aur lambe, body ek dam slim, kamar ek dam patli aur boobs ek dam gol gol aur chhote chhote hain. Mere pados mein Vimal rahte hain. Unki umar bhi 22 saal ki hai. Wo mere bhaiya ke bahut hi achchhe dost hain. Unki bhi shadi 5 mahine...
I saw my sister walking to my car, I cracked an Instant erection, Seeing here, in her tight leggings, and tight blue T shirt, made me realise, how beautiful she is, and how much more i wanted her. before i knew it she opened the car door and got in. "hi Brother" "Hey Sis, How was work"? "It was good not to busy tonight" "oh thats good, Lets go Home" Then began the car ride home, after a minute or so, i decided on how i was going to get my sister. "Hey Sis" "Yes...
Just for the record this is my first story sorry for spelling mistakes. It was a warm summer day at my like house in Michigan. Summer was almost over and nest year I would be a Senior in High School. My moms friend rented the house up the hill from ours. She had 2 beautiful Daughters. One of the Girls was in my grade. Her name was Taylor and she was smoking hot with a nice butt and perfect B cup boobs. She played any sport you can think of and was the starter on the girls basketball and...
One night Claire was home alone, she was looking through one of her magazines and the next page she turned... were hot saucy pictures of naked girls with dildo's and hot guys fucking hard. She suddenly felt a vibe at her pussy and got horny. She humped the corner of her bed for a while moaning and grinding it felt so good on her cunt. She was screaming with pleasure. Cum was dripping out of her. The bed wouldn't stop shaking she nearly blacked out from the sensation. She got in the bath...
Group SexI am Brinda with subsequent happenings. You read that in sasural my elder sister inlaw. Rashmi confessed about her slutness in Mumbai. She was very much impressed by me my massage & lesbian techniques. She told me everything about her. In two nights and day in between I fondled three cocks but none could penetrate me. Our driver Raghav was my last man that night . I myself wanted to fuck with him but he acted hastily. He fondled my nude body and he discharged under effect of my hand & blow job....
IncestThe FBI came through. In a roundabout way. Cyrus Vandenberg’s original piece of gossip — a failed med student spending large — hadn’t proven out. Douglas Mulvaney was a smalltime drug pusher, but I didn’t care about that. Let Independence police solve Independence crimes. The two techies from the FBI’s Pittsburg office bought into the concept that the serial killer, Mr. Television, might well be working up to selling body parts. He certainly had no qualms about murdering innocent people. And...
We had posted an open invited to Sharon’s training on the machine, we had just bought for her, and needed extra help. Twenty responders had been selected, and invited round.the machine consisted of a frame of scaffolding poles with a phallic poll to impales Sharon on which could be move to varying degrees so she could be horizontal or vertical while always having the insertion poll inside her cunt. A head restraint kept her in place and always lined up with the insertion pole. I dressed Sharon...
The House of Empress Toya pt3 Two months have passed since I was taken from my village and brought to this prison for sex slaves, although there were no physical bars at the doors or windows and it was a grand palace no-one would dare try to escape. We all still had to perform sexually with whoever wanted it when ever it was demanded or forced upon us, there was not even any gender preference from many whose right it was to take us. Many of the slaves still struggle and cry, but most...
"Hello, Beth. How's things?" "Good, thanks. Callie only woke me twice last night. So ... what's up, doc?" Beth was pleased to hear her friend Amy's voice, but puzzled. "How did you know I wanted something?" "Since you saw me only three days ago ... I somehow think this isn't just to find out how I am." "Well..." Amy drew it out, anticipating Beth's response, "I ... er ... need a baby-sitter, and since the twins are so fond of Jamie, I thought I'd ask if you'd mind...
This is a story from the fantasies of HornyCoupleColorado (HCC). This is completely fictional.This is the second part of the first story that HCC Wifey wrote to HCC Hubby. I wrote this over a year ago when we were first exploring the fantasies of multiple partners. This one has a particularly hot memory for us since I sucked hubby’s cock while he read this aloud to me after I wrote it for him. I was able to make him cum in my mouth almost simultaneously with him cumming in the story.As the...
Drunken Driver Drunken DriverSynopsis"She was drunk and smashed up my car and then hadn't any insurance and is up to her eyeballs in debt so there's no chance of any payment for the time being. I kinda bought her." Geoff explainedDrunken Driverby obohoboWarningPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF FF NC If you are underage or offended by such material -or- if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave,...
Petite blonde spinner Kenzie Reeves has a lot of squirt that she wants to get fucked out of her, so her pussy is already dripping wet as she pulls down her fishnets and shows you her shaved slit. Kenzie promises Toni Ribas she’ll be his dirty, obedient little cock fucker, but she doesn’t even wait for permission before she starts playing with herself. Kenzie asks to cum as she holds a wand vibe on her clit until she does her first squirt of the day, and Toni pulls her down to her...
xmoviesforyouDay 4 Sandi "Can I help you?" I asked, after I took a sip of my milk. "Are you Sandi Bedford?" the man asked me. "Yes, I am. What do you want?" I said as I set my glass down. "Special Agent Richard Hanson, FBI. I would like to ask you some questions about some large purchases you have been making," he said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I mean the forty thousand dollar bill you ran up at Sam's club. The twenty thousand dollar bill at Wal-Mart and the two hundred thousand...
I was in a foul mood.I wasn’t dressed for running errands. In my opinion youdon’t run errands in black nylons, a long, black, stretchyskirt and an oversized white tunic shirt knotted at hiplevel. It helped that I wore white tennis shoes, but I stillfelt overdressed. I also hate skirts, not to mention nylons.This pair’s suspender-style; technically, crotchless. Andthey’re about a size too small. I’m full figured so thiscauses my legs to bulge over the top edge slightly. It was adetail that...
The week seemed to fly by. Ken woke Monday morning, feeling good after sleeping in. He, Jane and Sandy had made love until pretty late. They got up and went down stairs where Ari and Bill had fallen asleep after she'd seduced him. Bill woke up in the study to find himself surrounded by naked woman with Ken offering him some coffee. His brain had screamed RUN, but no one, not even Sandy, seemed fazed by the fact that he was naked and that he and an equally naked young girl draped over his...
I couldn’t get Jennifer out of my mind. Cute, friendly, attractive, out-going, sexually deprived and aggressive, I knew I was in trouble once I laid eyes on her. Twenty years old and a true fox! Her dad worked across the hall from my office, in a small multi-tenant office building. Every now and then, Jennifer would stop by to chat with her dad, to let him know she would be with her friends, hanging out nearby. Our offices were close to a small entertainment district - mostly bars and...
CheatingOnce in a while I need to try to be a little ‘normal’ and do some things for entertainment that don’t involve sex or taking off my clothes. Simple enough, right? Not for me. I have been told that I am ‘always on’ and I think that is true. A certain touch, an accidental brush against my leg, a suggestive look… and I get all tingly down there and my mind wanders. I don’t lose control and demand satisfaction right then and there, but sometimes I feel like I want to. Not long ago we went to the...
"This place is pretty nice, and that man was so polite to me," my mother said, looking around Gabriel's restaurant as we settled into opposite sides of our booth. "Yes, he's a great guy. Connor and I have been coming here for a while now and he's always treated us really nicely." I looked across at her, a warm smile turning up the corners of my mouth as I took in the relaxed look of contented happiness on her face. I knew my father had rarely taken my mother out to dinner and I wanted...
He reached down and felt my wet p*ssy that I had been abusing without him. I know he was not happy about that."I told you not to touch yourself, only I have that priviledge" he said cooly.I stammerrd a little. My flower still aching."I couldnt stop, i was thinking about you using me while i slept." I was pleading." Im sorry, I thought if i grinded it wouldnt be wrong."He laughed and smacked my tits."You think grinding my little puss on the couch where company sits is going to satisfy you?" He...
As expected, Julie Moran became a frequent visitor to the Derek Ranch. She and Bo would frolic with the dogs at almost every visit, there were awkward times when they were prevented to try. Bo had even convinced the beautiful Entertainment Tonight reporter to get gangbanged by all of her ranch hands, including the maids. Bo had been fucking the staff regularly for a few years now, with John's approval. That was a most pleasurable weekend. She and Julie shared all twenty of the staff...
Have you ever had one of those days when everything you do just seems to go wrong? The alarm didn't go off... The car won't start... Well, today was one of those days for me.I got up late for work because I didn't hear the alarm. I guess my boyfriend must have accidentally turned it off when he got up to leave. He has to be at work a few hours before me, so I generally just stay in bed. Luckily he is pretty quiet when he gets up! Anyway, I had to rush to get ready. Grab a quick shower, dress in...
Mrs Jyoti Seth, CEO of the trading Corp. Stretched back to relax her neck. She had been working for more than 3 hours on this Saturday morning as she planned her marketing strategy for the coming year and was a little tired. She had decided to work on Saturday as that was the only day she could work undisturbed. Except for her assistant Vinod, the office was deserted. It was very hot outside, and through her office window she could see the sun beating down outside; although she was comfortable...
I've been fantasizing about my 59-year old hot MILF white wife with a black man for a while, so I finally decided to put thought into action. Especially after a few good glasses of wine, "Patty" tends to get very flirty and can become a bit of an exhibitionist, allowing me to either remove her bra or nipple covers under her sheer lace top. You'll see what I mean if you look at my galleries... We have properties in both Chicago and San Francisco, so I placed an ad in SF CraigsList seeking...
Petite blonde with braces, Khloe Kapri, is a wild and naughty minx who loves having a big sausage rammed down her throat and buried deep inside her shaved pussy. The beautiful babe with small tits can’t hide her excitement as she shows off her enticing body in white lingerie, stockings, and high heels. She teases Alex Jett to come and have a taste of her stunning body. Khloe gives Alex a sloppy blowjob, using her soft lips and warm tongue to tickle every inch of the hard shaft. Not able...
xmoviesforyouIt is an early morning, and you are getting ready to go to school. You have taken a shower, had breakfast, brushed your teeth, and put on clothes. You are about to grab your backpack and head out the door when you hear a strange noise coming from your older sister's room. Normally, since you think of your sister as a monster anyways, grunt and groans coming from her direction would seem normal. For the last few weeks, however, she has been away at some kind of camp for the school's dance team....
IncestHello all, this is Danish again with another story about a hot fuck with my cousin. I must first thank all of you for the overwhelming response to my earlier story. Many readers have been mailing me for the next part of the story. But I could not complete the story earlier due to lack of time. For those who do not have the background of the story, please read the earlier parts to enjoy this one. When I woke the next morning, Deepti was not in the room. She had already gone out to take care of...
IncestDay 13 Steph woke up from her sleep like she has over the last few days…naked. She sat up feeling completely groggy. She didn’t know if she should lay back down and try to get some more sleep or just get up. All she knew today was the day that she was supposed to meet up with Matt Rockler and his friend that he was trying to conduct business with. She wasn’t really excited about that fact but she knew she had to get it over with. The last few days moved slowly. Mainly everyone just lounged...
Finally Going for It Part 1 First, this is a true story, and I want to thank a few friends here who talked me through "going for it". You know who you are, thanks! So, my name's Nicole. I'm a 21 year old student living in Florida, and working part time at a real estate firm. And yes, it’s all very glamorous. Not. But the guys around my school do look like underwear models, and being a single girl in the midst of it all, I’ve found myself quite horny nearly every second of the day. But none of...
Taboo"Up," commanded a deep bass voice, such as she could never remember hearing before. Indeed no whole man had spoken to her since she was an infant, and it was with considerable trepidation that she rose to her feet. "Who is this?" asked the Emir. "This is Maryam," replied the Chief Eunuch after consulting the Kitchen Eunuch, "She helps out around the harem. She was a companion and plaything for the Princess Madeleine's daughter, Princess Marianne. When Princess Marianne left the...
Sera stood in his room and took stock of his situation. They had just five minutes until they had to leave for the party, having the hike up to the Neville estate to reach their destination. Sera only knew the host by a vague one off when Thomas had introduced them over the summer. Generally Sera found Thomas's friends a little dull, though this party, by it's very nature, proved that this was not the case here. Fancy dress was not something that Sera was often drawn to. He was a pirate....
I did actually go in 2006, knowing Miss Lindsey was going to be there on Her stand. And there She was with Her sister, both wearing tight jumpers. I’d dreamed of going up to Her and confessing all, and as I watched Her, longing for the courage to go up, several men turned up to chat to Her, and She posed for photos with them. In the end, I shuffled off, disappointed. Back in my van I opened my case, which I’d dreamed of taking to show Her, and pulled out a mag with Her photos in. In about a...
By: AWC Some boys may forget the first pussy they fucked but not me. The story I am going to tell is really not about the first pussy fucking but it is definitely about the first pussy I fucked. Please bear with me, I know, it is very confusing so far. Let me start once again. My name is Rafael. It was the first pussy that I fucked with full intent and might. Before this, my cock was used and a pussy was fucked but to be true, it was my cock that got fucked by a lady about 5—6 streets away...
Im a sissy for bbc, and I love it , i love dressing cute and get the real man attention , i love how black man look at me when they understand what they have found , what they can do to meI started so young to please real horny mani can still see me every weekend at the beach getting in this guy car and teach to suck he was 40, with his k** of my age and turn me into a faggot white boy in the restroom, grabbing my ass in my speedo his wife just outside with the k**s, her husband releasing in my...
Brandi Turns Into A Slut After Brandi had decided to go back to work, she got a job with her old company. It was one of the largest companies in travel agency business. She had been back to work for four months. One Friday afternoon Brandi’s company had to shut down, to have their computers serviced. They let everybody go home at twelve noon. Brandi hadn’t planned to be off so she decided to do a little shopping. She went into Macy’s and started looking at the tops. She had on a short skirt...
Synopsis I was an occasional cross dresser. My wife caught me. She was very much upset. Our marriage went downhill from that point. Little did I know that she had planned it. Categories CD Keywords High Heels French Maid The Cuckold By Janet Baker She returned unexpectedly from shopping and caught me at the computer wearing a bra with forms under my t-shirt. I was also wearing my highest heels - I only had two pairs -...
In spite of all the laughing and kidding around about what Joyce had done with Sue Ellen Barkin, it created a distinct change in the atmosphere around the house. There was a slight pulling away, from Emily and Brenda, and Shirley became a closer confidante to Joyce. That night, in bed, Joyce and I spoke about my feelings. I tried to be honest with her, explaining that I wasn't jealous, but that I still felt like she had let all of us down by what she had done. She listened closely to what I...