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The day hadn't started off particularly greatI had just found out that the bank that I worked for wouldn't be renewing my temporary contract. And so it was that I found myself drinking my sorrows at the pub that evening with Rachel, my (now) ex-colleague. Rachel was a Jewish beauty. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, piercing gren eyes, raven-black hair and noble features. She was on the curvy side, just as I liked my women. She was also demure, tacftful and considerate - she had told me she had a...
A story of temptation and opportunityIf Stevie Nolan had been born a hundred and fifty years ago, he'd have been one of those lone drifters roaming aimlessly across the wide open spaces. While it would now be impossible, he still managed to live a relatively similar lifestyle. As a representative for a large global company specialising in electronic process control systems, he spent three weeks out of four on the road. Stevie started career his as an engineer and drifted into sales, he however...
JuliaI lived in a small three-bedroom house with a two-story deep basement on six hundred and forty acres out near Hebbronville. The place was over then miles from town and the closest house was well over two miles away. To say I had my privacy is a huge understatement. I had a one hundred by one hundred steel-framed shop as well as a large steel-framed barn for working on my vehicles. It held up to six cars as well as a couple of tractors. I leased out the bulk of the land and lived on five...
For years she has been tormenting me, whenever they came to visit during my younger teenage years she would tease me with her looks, her words and her actions.??I am 26 and Julia is 27 now, nothing had changed, my Aunt and Uncle have come to visit and Julia has come with them, unfortunately. Since we were much younger I can always remember Julia being "advanced" for her age. My mom had described her as an "early developer" but I was sure she only knew the half of it. Julia was well developed...
Julia was new to the school and the neighbourhood. She had moved to a street down by the other side of town which was a ten minutes drive from the school building. Her father was being posted in this town as he had been offered a position in a leading law firm. She did not have a choice. But there was not much that she could do. Julia missed her friends, especially the boy down the street who she occasionally hooked up with. Little did she know that this new town was going change her life. She...
Julia was new to the school and the neighbourhood. She had moved to a street down by the other side of town which was a ten minutes drive from the school building. Her father was being posted in this town as he had been offered a position in a leading law firm. She did not have a choice. But there was not much that she could do. Julia missed her friends, especially the boy down the street who she occasionally hooked up with. Little did she know that this new town was going change her life. She...
LesbianThe gorgeous brunette sat by the pool, stretched out on the lounger. Her magnificent body covered in the skimpiest of bikinis, the color matching her dark tresses. She opened her haunting eyes, lifting up her sunglasses to gaze at the two young boys swimming in the blue water. Their athletic, muscled bodies were glistening as droplets of water beaded on their tan skin. Decadent thoughts filled the beauty's head. Impulsively, she picked up her phone and dialed her neighbor's number. It rang a...
TabooTwelve years into her career, Julia was still focusing on advancement. She was determined to make partner by the age of 35. She’d been working hard to learn everything there was to know about international law and that final step to partner was very close. She had been so focused on her career, her love life had been lacking. Sure there was the occasional fling… like the yacht… mmm that was fun, or her induction into the mile high club, but she was finally ready for more. The difficult part was...
Oral SexNote : This story is complete fictional. Never try to do it in real live! Thinking back, I feel now, that I was married way to young. At 19, I married my highschool girlfriend. She was beautiful. At 16, every guy lusted after her. She had black hair down to her waist, and vibrant green eyes. Her smile was to die for. Her breasts fit perfectly into the palm of my hand. They were about a 36C. Her waist was tiny, I think that it was only 24 inches around, and her hips had a slight flare to them....
Incest“So what time does she get here?” I asked, my wife then checked her watch and then looked up at the clock. “In about an hour.” she replied. “Why check your watch and then the clock?” I asked her, “Didn't know that was the time.” she answered. I continued tapping keys at my laptop while she got dressed. She was a beautiful woman, with short curly black hair and a size 8 figure. Her breasts were natural, which some people didn't believe because they were so pert. Sitting like two half...
Tuesday, April 26, 2005 (Continued) Prof, Vanessa and I were waiting where Julia had left us, in Prof and Vanessa's study. We did a LOT of catching up while waiting so long for Julia to return. Our first topic was of particular interest to me: the roulette scheme, including how they were intending to do their research. Their plan - actually it was Vanessa's plan, Prof happily giving her the credit for being more imaginative than him - was: To research the industry enough so they could...
Sissy Julian - Chapter VII, The Birth of Julia by: sissystevie Well, another, albeit short, but transitional chapter. My author grove is coming back. High time to get our little sissy into major petticoats. I think maybe we shall complete this saga. It's become fun again. Again, I do recommend a review of the prior six chapters to refresh your sissy senses, not to mention a few other urges. As always this is a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No references are intended...
One morning after we returned from all our trips to see the family, Ben and I woke up in the mood for some hot raunchy sex. It'd been too stressful in the last few weeks! As we lay in bed, our doorbell rang so Ben went to answer it, to find our neighbor Julia, an exotic dancer by night (I prefer the term stripper :D) at our door. "It's Julia!" Ben said, "She came to eat you!!" Julia bounced into our bedroom where I still was, sat next to me and we proceeded to catch up on the events in our...
Making Julia fuck her boss The first time I brought it up, Julia was set against the idea of fucking her boss. Her biggest argument was that by doing it, it could make thingsincredibly awkward for her at work. But he was much older than him, and she wasn’t attracted to him at all. I dropped the idea for a few weeks,but decided to ask her again. Persistence paid off. I guess she could see what this was something I really wanted, so she reluctantly agreed.We decided to do it after her next staff...
August, 1985, Chicago, Illinois On Monday, Mario Gage arrived for his first day of work and sat in on our staff meeting. Julia reminded everyone that she and Dave would be gone for their wedding and honeymoon from the 8th until the 22nd, and that in the interim that I would be running things. I got some good natured ribbing about not letting the company go down the tubes, but we had our laughs and carried on. When that meeting ended, Dave pulled Dany, Penny, and me into a short development...
Monday, March 28 to Thursday, March 31, 2005 Julia walked me into school, firmly attached to my good arm. I felt no pain whatsoever. We were early, but the school was filling quickly. Virtually everyone knew who we were. I was aware by now that the press were ALL OVER this story. It'd been front-page news day after day because prurience sells big time. The press had been bothering us repeatedly at home, annoying Mom and Dad several times. Julia's role in the Annette incident was very...
Belle and Troop A- Sam DarquesiedI reveled in the beauty of that bright, warm, glorious day. It had been a hard final year and I had promised myself that the day after my final paper I would head for the woodlands. I have always loved solitary deep woods hiking but that year simply left no time for anything other than study. I was twenty five years old with a newly acquired degree in biology and a couple of solid employment prospects. I had worked hard so I deserved to take some time for...
Sitting on the dock alone, I watched the early morning sun peek out from behind Mount Hood. This was the end of a long night of sitting here thinking – remembering. I played the last year over and over in my mind, trying to make sense of what happened. I suppose it started when I met Julia. That was the day my life began and ended. I didn’t really think much of her then. It was a short introduction at a party. We shook hands and passed a few words. Then she was off to mingle. I didn’t see her...
JULIAOnce I was with a young lady who was, I think a little older than me. This girl I remember was named Julia. On warm summer days there would be a tent in the back garden of her parents house. Julia, along with another girl would spend hours in this tent, both stark naked. Here they played ‘Doctors and Nurses’. Boys would be made to wait their turn outside. Once inside all clothing had to be removed. Usually Julia, I think, would then invite the ‘patient’ to lie down. A very close...
The mansion on 39th street had always been considered haunted by the locals. It had belonged to an ancient and power family – The Caervon’s. The Caervon’s had lived there for centuries. A secretive and very reclusive family, they had rarely ventured amongst the locals and families that resided in the large town not far away. They had been a well thought of and liked family, even though it seemed as though they thought they were above such mortals as those that lived in the town. The parents...
The main market buzzed happily with villagers. Haggling and friendly banter resounded around the square, a square that was filled with booths and stands of all sorts of different things. A booth near the center seemed to catch everyone’s attention. It was blindingly colorful, with all sorts of different flowers and plants. Belle stood at the booth, oblivious to the attention her stand was receiving. She was on break at the moment and the owner, Mrs. Lovesworth, was taking care of the steady...
Lucy was lazing around in the living room when she heard Belle drunkenly try to scrape the key in the front door's lock. She heard giggling - a second voice. A woman's. Lucy put her tattered copy of Asimov's Second Foundation down on the coffee table and owled the door with interest, her nylon legs sprawled across the arm of the sofa. Lucy and Belle were both avid readers. Between them they made their way through perhaps 8 to 12 books a month. More, when they had no university deadlines or...
CrossdressingReader-Before reading, be aware this story is unique. * * * * * I parked my Jetta into a classy hotel and registered with the clerk. Finally, I got my key and ran down the hall to catch the elevator. ‘What floor?’ I heard a familiar voice asked. ‘3.’ I noticed the stranger already had pushed it. Turning around in curiosity, I saw the body that belonged to the voice. It was Julia Stiles. Julia was aware that I was glancing at her, so she said, ‘Hi’ she smiled, 10. Her smile I’m Julia,’...
-What 'was' Julia- "Another day," I thought as I got up, I took a hot shower and went to decide what to wear. "Hmm today everyone else is gone to grandmas for the week, so.." I decided to wear short shorts and a white tank top, I decided not to wear a bra or panties. "I'm home alone, why not." Going downstairs I found that Milly, My younger sister had left her computer on, and just like any good sister I just had to look at her search history. Most of it was just repeated pages...
Sunlight awakened me. Brilliant beams of early morning light streaming through tall windows irritated my eyes. It took a few seconds for my mind to become acclimated to my surroundings. I was in the master bedroom suite of a newly-restored antebellum mansion. My Great-grandfather Pan had left this majestic house and two-hundred acre bluegrass horse farm to my sister Wendy and me. I turned away from the irritating sunlight and found myself face to face with my sister in a big,...
Marybelle Magnolia Blossom Rousseau was going home. It hadn’t been a decision that she had made lightly as she hadn’t been home since she was 17 years old. Plus –she adored her life in Los Angeles. She had been a wide-eyed teenager full of youth and promise when she had first stepped off the Greyhound bus in Hollywood for stardom. She turned her nose contemptuously at the pimps trying to get their new ‘ho’ out of her and made her way to the San Fernando Valley. Working hard as a waitress...
Belle Meets Master [part 1 of 2]By: Belleerotique ([email protected])Belle was raised as a good little girl in a small southern town. She had alwaysdone as she was told to do, always been the "good girl". She had always feltout of place though. She had always had dark thoughts about sex and about whatfelt good. She never realized exactly what though until she met her Master.Belle was a tall girl, 5'10" and weighed in at about 165. She looked likea tall curvy amazon, but she never felt...
I can smell her but I can’t see her, which is strange since the room is only fifteen by thirty feet. I know she is watching me. I can feel her eyes watching every move I make, flickering from the pen I am holding to any movement from my body. If I do anything that she hasn’t told me to do, it is over. It might be anyway, I might be dead when I have finished writing, I don’t know and at this point, I am not sure I care. All I know is that the last twenty-four hours have made me a believer in...
SupernaturalShe smiled "Good morning," then, "Please don't stop." Beast couldn't help smiling too. He nodded, bringing his lips down to her nipple and his hand toward her shaved pussy. Gently, he put one of his fingers inside her tight hole and wiggled it. She was very sensitive down there; she began to moan and lift her ass up from the bed. Beast had an instant hard-on. Her innocence turned him on easily. Belle lifted his face from her breast and kissed him full on the mouth, sticking...
Belle Dawson was bored. She was 36 years old and had been a widow for over 3 years. Her husband, Don Dawson, had been a very loving man and had taught Belle to really love sex. However, he'd kept her in the dark about men. She thought all cocks were the same size. He also told her that she had lovely tits. He explained to her that old women had breasts, but young women had tits. He never did explain when a woman's tits became breasts. After Don had been killed in an auto accident, she'd...
Belle Delphine is a girl you probably know only by name. Or, if you're an adventurous perverted human, you've probably seen some of her content. Belle can go from extreme to cute and fuckable in an instant. On her Twitter account, she has 1.9 million followers. She's "here to be pervy and nasty" and there are nearly two million people who want to be just that with her. For a social media account, Belle has done a pretty good job in keeping up who she is for her followers.There was a time when...
Twitter Porn AccountsBelle was a woman of about fifty when I knew her, had long grey hair and a short, broad body, a boisterous manner and had left her husband of many years and moved to northern NSW to the town of Bellingen. She had bought a block of land there, part rain forest, part pasture, and there she lived in the old farm house with her two teenage daughters. She was a hippy, or if you like, new age, which is to say she was deeply dissatisfied with the ideology, the habits, the economy and the repressions...
MatureYou can contact me for requests, fan mail, hate mail, naked pics of your boobies, or anything else you have in mind at [email protected] copyright ghostwriter118, intended for use only as the author sees fit ___________________________________________________________________________________ Belle’s boyfriend had been away for only a week before her horniness consumed her. She wanted nothing more than to have someone lick her little pussy thoroughly, but her boyfriend was gone for...
CHAPTER ONE – THE MEETING ‘HERE, KITTY, KITTY! HERE, KITTY, KITTY!’ *Damn Haley’s cat!* I thought to myself as I looked into the tree. I heard the faint cry of a frightened kitten, but I couldn’t see any of the orange furball. My patience was at its end – until I looked over to the stoop where my towheaded daughter sat. She was curled up in a sitting fetal position. Her face was wet with her tears, her chin in her hand, and she was slowly rocking back and fourth. My beautiful, six-year-old...
She looked up at Me, her voice shaking and finally asked in a wavering voice “ M-M-May I please, please kiss your foot like Sammie is?†Her relief was palpable as she managed to put voice to her desires . The Breaking of Belle Hi everybody, Elana back with a new story , this one is going to go in a bit of a different direction . Things have not worked out in the long run with GoddessBernadette (this may surprise everyone but I am really not a very good submissive. I have a tendency to obey when...
LesbianAmong the traumas of my early life (and there are many for a Jewish girl) was the fact that my dad never displayed any sexual interest in me whatsoever. The only meat he was interested in was the stuff he cut and sliced at his deli. My mom was equally neglected, which led to my first lesson about sex.I came home from school one windy autumn day, and immediately heard two things emanating from upstairs: Male grunts and female gasps. I had long suspected Mom had taken a lover to get the kind of...
Rachel Cohen was home alone on that stormy night in August. Her husband Abeand their five kids were up in the Catskills in a rented bungalow for the summer. She returned. to the city that morning for a routine doctors visit and to take care of some errands. After tackling her to do list she realized she was really hungry and went to the local kosher pizza place in her native Brooklyn. She ordered her soup and salad and took it to the only empty table right in middle of the place. She looked...
Cheating WifesYoung ladies are smart. They are clever, deceitful, underhand and, at times, malevolent. They are also good fun, sexy and damn delightful when they want to be. Take the two young girls who work in our office – they are the "bestest" friends and share a flat, but they are always up to something. The other day I got tricked into buying biscuits for the office when it was Sandy's turn to furnish our bird table with cakes and treats. She flashed her grateful smile at me, as she adjusted her...
"...with a final thrust, his hard cock explodes into her pussy. She screams out his name as they both cum together." Belle closes her eyes as she remembers those lines from her erotic book she read a few minutes ago. Allowing one of her hands to trail down to her moist underwear, she bites her lower lips as she nears orgasm. The suddenly, there was a loud banging coming from the door that completely killed the vibe. "Yes?" Belle tries fixing her dress as she limps over to open the door. "Honey,...
Both of my parents worked, and had very little time for me. With the exception of our evening meals, we hardly saw one another. They were not bad parents, they just didn't want to be parents. Mom was a very renowned french photographer, sometimes she would travel and be gone for weeks at a time. She was, and always will be absolutely stunning. She had an eye for beauty, whether in other women, or in nature, and she was able to capture it with a lense. Father was one of those...
Lauren was puttering around on her computer when the phone rang on a Friday mid-morning. Nothing incredibly important occupied her at the moment: just a favorite video game. She lunged for the handset while placing the game on ‘pause’, a lock of ungainly wavy brown hair fell in her face. It was August cool in the central valley of California and there was some hope of an internship in Long Beach, California. She prayed it was the project manager she had so hoped to hear from and answered. Even...
BALLET BEACH BLONDE BELLE BRINGS BACK MY MEMORIES: 'STELLA MARIS' 'S.M.'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I MEMORIZE FROM 6 OR 7 'FRESHIES'BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE FIRST FEMALE I GET A 'LONG-LASTING IMPRESSION' BALLET BLONDE BELLE IS THE LAST TO LEAVE OUR MEET-UPS FIRST WEEK AT UNIBALLET BLONDE BELLE IS LAST TO TO LEAVE & FIRST TO GET UP - SO SHE'S TIREDBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS DARES SPREAD HER SHEETS NEXT TO MINEBALLET BLONDE BELLE STELLA MARIS IN BLUE BIKINI OFFERS A VIEW...
We’re in the middle of a wide street – on one side of the road, a large brick building – several storeys high – the end wall closest to us has no windows and is painted red – with a huge red and white logo reading “STAFFORDSHIRE UNIVERSITY”. There are no students to be seen, because the university is – of course – still on lockdown. We pan around and look over the road – where we can see a small corner-shop – a fast food outlet. “Nice ‘n Spicey” We zoom in as our hostess, Charley Ozvik,...
Back when AOL was all the craze for discreetly meeting people online I started chatting with a married lady from TN. She explain to me that she had never been with a black man before and been fantasizing about what it would be like to have sex with a well hung black man. But because she was from and upper middle class marriage and family she was only looking for a cyber affair. Each time we would chat online I would describe to her the things I would be doing to her if we were physically making...
Reddit.com is a site of wonder. It literally has all kinds of crap to offer, and that also includes a subreddit dedicated to Belle Delphine's Patreon. Now, those who have never heard about Belle Delphine before, you are in for quite a fucking treat, my lads. As for those who have heard of this beauty, well, this subreddit is dedicated to all her Patreon and OnlyFans content, which means that you are about to see lots of teasing and lewd content in general.The beautiful thing about Reddit.com,...
Reddit NSFW ListI had to do it, sooner or later. I had to contact Belle, if for no other reason than my peace-of-mind. I had been lying in my bed at night, desperately trying to remember our early dating days. I didn't have much money then, so a movie was just about all I could afford. We used to go up the mountain to the ski lift parking lot. It was a popular spot for necking, and we were regulars after a while. The problem was, I couldn't remember how long it was before we became regulars. I had no...
We toured the castle at Skye, hiked the moors, holding hands and acting like long time lovers. At the pub the next night the barman asked how our honeymoon was going. I was not sure Miguel understood the implication of the word Honeymoon. He answered in his Portuguese accented English “better than all expectation” and smiled at me.The ride back to Glasgow was much different than the ride to Skye. I was happy and so was Miguel. The couple in the front were equally happy with their mini-holiday...
Three quarters through my freshmen year, I took the risk of asking one of the most stunning girls ever to grace the halls of my alma mater to take a chance dating me, an average looking, well rounded, bookworm ready to metamorph into something more, and to my suprise she actually said yes. Now, albeit trite and naievly romantic in quality for a post such as this, I can describe Julia's and my realtionships as virgin love, a head over heels infatuation that drowned our practical...
Copyright© 2006 J-God Yesterday I celebrated yet another holiday alone- but I was far from lonely. I received a message from a dear friend, Julia. We have been long-distance friends for a long time and more recently become lovers, albeit from afar. The opportunity has not come for us to meet but we have spent many hours discussing the possibilities between us when we finally come together; needless to say the conversations vary between hot and volcanic! What attracted me first to Julia was...
The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 4: Southern Belle Sissy By Cheryl Alison Mistress believes in community service. So when she dropped the ad on my desk at home, I knew that I would be a faithful community servant within a short while. The ad read: Southern Belles Needed The Ladies' Auxiliary needs...
Als ich meine Lieblingsnichte Julia zu Beginn der Sommerferien vom Bahnhof abhole, bemerke ich zu meinem großen Erstaunen, dass sie sich in den letzten Monaten sozusagen fast über Nacht von einem unscheinbaren Kind zu einem bildhübschen, blonden Teenager mit endlos langen Beinen und erregenden Kurven entwickelt hat. Zur Begrüßung schlingt sie ihre Arme um meinen Hals und drückt sich erregend eng an mich. „Bist du aber groß geworden!“ lobe ich sie bewundernd und drehe sie langsam um die eigene...
The wind blew my hair and I tried to tuck it in behind my ears but it was to no avail. It came loose and covered my eyes and face. I glanced over at the speedometer. Jake was doing close to a hundred miles an hour. My eyes turned to his face. He was staring at the road in front of us, his features hard and still. He must have known I was looking at him but he paid no attention to me. I guess he was still in shock after what happened in Cactus Hill. I put a hand on his leg and slowly a smile...
SupernaturalI’d missed the last two years’ balls. The one two years before, when we first learned of Katherine’s cancer, and last year’s shortly after her death. I’d come tonight, my first attempt to keep the promise I’d made her. Katherine made me swear to get on with my life after she was gone. She and all the rest of my friends had said not to mourn her loss more than six months, but I needed more time. It wasn’t until recently that I began to feel a little restless and bored with my solitary life. ...
Béatrice inspecte ma féminitéNous faisions l'amour dés que nous nous voyons dans l'intimité. A 70 ans, il y avait de la part de ma belle-mère une sorte de rage, inconnue d'elle-même, à explorer toujours plus les arcanes de nos sensualités, une soif de tendresse et de jouissance. Nous n'en revenions pas de cette révélation soudaine tant cela nous était inconcevable ainsi que pour nos proches qui ignoraient tout. Un jour, Béatrice me demanda de m'habiller de mon mieux en femme, tandis qu'elle...
"Ahh, I just wanna lay here and cool off!" I said to my best friend Julia. She has the best room and the softest bed ever. I pulled my shirt up and unzipped my pants, pulling them open a bit to let me tummy cool. Julia watched me do it with interest, her eyes drifting down my body."What?" I said to her."You know what that makes me want to do to you. You're toying with me."She was right, I did know. And, she'd asked me before and I didn't want to. But, for some reason I was feeling sorta "fuck...
I have been my friend Julia's favorite slave for several years. Julia is the Empress and rules this desert castle. She is descended from a tribe in Africa where the very tall women rule and any men are their slaves. They procreate only with very tall, very black men who are kept chained as slaves and used only for the women's sexual pleasures, and to sit all day carving special likenesses of a penis. The group that she rules were caught in Africa by other tribes and sold to the Spanish who...
Group SexThe jumbo jet landed at Newark Liberty International Airport. It had embarked from Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv about 12 hours earlier. Marine Dadiani, an Israeli citizen originally from Tbilisi, Georgia, thanked God for a safe arrival. The Mizrahi Jewish woman was traveling with her husband and two youngest c***dren, twins Lia & Leila.Abel yawned and looked over at Marine as the plane taxied. “We are here,” he said in Georgian.“Finally,” replied his wife in the South Caucasus language....
A old Jewish man on his deathbed whispered, "Sarah, Sarah, where are you, my dear wife?" "Right here at your side, my love." "And my son, Moishe...where is he?" "Right here at your side, papa." "And my daughter, Mitsy...where is she?" "Right here at your side, papa." "And my son, Abraham...where is he?" "Right here at your side, papa." "What, none of you assholes is minding the store?"