March of the Southern Belles Chapter Two
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Darlie and I had just dried off when we heard Wilma’s knock on the door. Darlie was wrapped in a bath towel, I was still completely naked. Opening the door a crack I spied Wilma carrying what looked like a computer bag and opened the door wide enough for her to see my full nudity. Wilma stepped inside. As I closed the door she said, “Well Mr. Damron your face is the same one I saw when you registered. But you are as limp as you were when you left me earlier in the week. I hope your girlfriend...
Sports Illustrated uncovered a story but could only print a censored version of what the sports writer working on the story wrote. College football is big business. Getting the best recruits to sign with them was getting even harder and harder to do. The alumni paid big bucks for their alma mater to win and win they must. Colleges are limited to providing only tuition, room and board as part of the scholarships to attract the best and strongest talent. A number of the bigger schools have taken...
"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Marching over twenty blocks in full Southern Belle regalia was a dream come true--and I would gladly have marched another forty blocks, if necessary. Still, it did feel good to get off my feet after my stint in the Heritage Day Parade, even if that meant squeezing my hoopskirts onto a bus bound (I thought) for the community center where I had left all my male belongings behind that...
"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy The parade had begun. "Stay in your rows, ladies!" I heard Gretchen calling from somewhere. As I stepped up across the slight grade of the parking lot, I lifted the front of my dress to avoid tripping on it, before turning left onto Main Street with the rest of the belles in my row. Then I smiled, raising one gloved arm and revealing the lovely little lavender buttons at my wrist, and...
"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Five" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Brunch was delightful, although I nibbled at my avocado and sprouts sandwich more out of distaste rather than any manifest desire to display appropriately dainty table manners. It was such a pleasure to eat in such exquisite surroundings--the sterling silverware absolutely gleamed, and I'd never eaten off of such beautiful china. Lisa giggled and pointed to the lipstick I'd left on the rim...
"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter One" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy If even ONE of the girls is missing from the Southern Belle formation at the annual Heritage Day parade, the entire town will know it?every one of their colorful gowns is over five feet wide! Luckily, Lisa's boyfriend may be able to fill an empty hoopskirt for them... "You!" I heard a woman behind me exclaim. I jumped. "Me?" I asked. I turned around. I knew this woman,...
Southern Belle Hell! As we made our way to my Aunt Reba's place down the long desolate dirt road they called a driveway, I rolled down my window and began realizing how hot and humid the South can be. My Mom was dropping me off with her Sister for a few weeks While she tended to her Mother some 200 miles away in a Greensboro nursing home. Grandma's time was almost up but she was a fighter and had made fools of the many doctors who predicted that she only had a few months to live. Now,...
Southern Belle Hell 2 Mom and I pulled in to Bridgeport New Jersey around Noon. It was so great to be back home away from those nut cases down south. No more Y'all and weird country accents to listen to. After unpacking I began checking many emails on my computer. I was way behind in responding to eveyrone because of the Hooter girl thing the past 10 days. It took me over 2 hours to respond to all my friends. Even though I told everyone I was gonna be gone for 2 weeks, they still...
SUCK AND FUCK Something--a little to much brow, A too-wide face, a jaw too strong, Adam's apple, a stare both bold And direct, or shoulders square, With thick tummy and narrow hips-- Something (it's hard to put One's finger on it) suggests a bit Too much masculinity In her femininity; we suspect she May be as much a "he" as a "she," A shemale rather than a male Or female, but we are confused By the lipstick, powder, and rouge, And we don't know, for sure, What to call, or how...
EXIST AND THE THINGS THEY DO NEVER HAPPENED. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, PLEASE STOP READING IMMEDIATELY!!! OTHERWISE READ ON AND ENJOY! The first time he saw her he was in love. She was the perfect woman for him, a true southern bell. She had long blonde hair, dark blue eyes and stood five eight without shoes. Her body had nice curves, her thirty-five inch breasts looked fine against her twenty-four inch waist, her hips measured thirty-four inch each only made her breast look bigger...
AG-109 SOUTHERN TRAMP FOREWORD "Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!" Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl's impossibly stretched, throbbing cuntal chasm, her legs hooked around his middle, her hips heaving in a frenzy of carnal...
A Harlequin Romance Parody Daniel had been working out in the fields all day. The hot sun had taken its toll upon his fragile skin; his flesh now possessed a reddish tint. Sweat poured down his brow and glistened upon his massive chest. Realizing that it was not glistening enough, Daniel opened a bottle of oil and poured some into his hand. He lathered it onto his muscular front until he had achieved the proper shine. He paused as the ringing of the dinner bell stirred him from his labor. His...
‘We are interviewing Mrs. Allison Clearborne of Boston, who is celebrating her 100th birthday today.’ the newscaster said, ‘Mrs. Clearborne could you tell us a little about what you have seen and learned over the years’ ‘ Well,’ Allison started her voice strong but soft, ‘I guess the greatest thing I have learned is that love is the one thing that a person needs to feel like they are worth something. I have also learned that even when the one you love is gone, you can still go on with their...
It was early morning. Dew was hanging off of the trees and bushes as I jogged through the hiking trail. I had just recently moved here in a small secluded town to start my new life. I was a recent college graduate and although I worked in the large city, the forty-five minute drive to work was worth the fresh air and beautiful landscape. I slowed my pace until I was walking and humming along to the music from my iPod. I wanted to enjoy the morning air. The sun’s early rays created a peaceful...
Quickie SexIt was raining that day. The skies dumped water on our town like someone had placed an imaginary waterfall over us. Jenna was supposed to come over, but in this weather, I wasn’t going to hold it against her if she didn’t show. After all, the whole reason she was coming over was to show me her new perm, but as much as an umbrella would shield you from the rain, the humidity would get you in the end. Looking out my bedroom window while laying on my bed, I dreamed of the day I would get enough...
It was raining that day. The skies dumped water on our town like someonehad placed an imaginary waterfall over us. Jenna was supposed to comeover, but in this weather, I wasn't going to hold it against her if shedidn't show. After all, the whole reason she was coming over was to showme her new perm, but as much as an umbrella would shield you from the rain,the humidity would get you in the end.Looking out my bedroom window while laying on my bed, I dreamed of the dayI would get enough...
He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned t-shirt and some blue jeans, combined with a pair of trainers that he had at least taken the time to clean. But.. He bit his lip in consternation. It just didn’t feel right. He wanted to be as dressed up as he could possibly be, he wanted to look like a prince for her, it was the least she deserved after all for all that she...
My mother, rest her soul, died when I was seven, so for half my life the only family I had was my daddy and the dogs. Daddy worked as a trash collector in the city, so most of the time it was just me and our four dogs: Fudd, the youngest, a droopy basset hound who seemed to be unable to do anything other than sniff things; Townes Van Zandt, named for the singer, whom everyone knew as TVZ because he was a common sight on anyone's porch; the old hound Po, who had been my mother's favorite...
Southern Style by Ashley Michaels Prologue: (Ashley's Story) My wife and I have been living in a small city in the Northwest for several years. I told her of my cross dressing soon after we married and rather than be shocked by it, she made every effort to encourage me in my dressing. She took me from a very rudimentary phase of dressing to the lifestyle I now enjoy. When I first revealed my cross dressing to her I had only experimented with items such as bras and panties....
SOUTHERN EXPOSURE Copyright Kristy Leigh 2003. All rights reserved. 1. Jess Taylor ambled swiftly up the driveway, fishing his keys out of his pocket as he approached the front door. He was a boy on a tight schedule; his Aunt would arrive home at five, dinner would be on the table no later than six. That left him less than three hours of free play; three hours of simple, childish joy through in the late September sunshine, three hours on the swings and slides and...
Southern Nights, Hot NightsI learned only when I moved there for a teaching assignment at one of the local community colleges why it’s called the deep south, rather than just the south. Thanks to the summer humidity, the further in you go, the more it feels like you’re underwater. When Teri and I found a rental house, it had shade trees and big windows to capture the breeze, but no central air. The nearest Walmart was forty miles away, and completely sold out.Nights in the town of Picsquita...
by Bleeding Rainbow Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and parody, to be read only by individuals aged 18 or above. The events depicted herewith are fantasy and do not reflect real world events or persons in any way.. Foreword: This story is a parody or fan fiction of a number of real-world celebrities. Rather than spam XNXX with a whole bunch of chapters at once, I elected to put them all into one single story instead. It is meant to be read as a whole, but the subject matter...
It was December 23rd and because it was also a Friday this year, I decided to close up the office at noon and let my employees have a little office Christmas party. It had been a pretty good year and we made a good profit this past year, my people deserved to celebrate. I have always been of the opinion that our product sells itself, so I can concentrate on making sure my employees are happy. A happy salesman make the customer feel good about what they are buying. And a happy customer is a...
Driving up the mountain road with top down off the jeep the wind blowing through my hair as the radio blasts out so loud it can be heard over the roar of the tires against the hot pavement. The temperature topped 100 degrees today my skin shinning from the tiny beads of sweat forming on my skin and the bottom of my sundress whipping in the wind under the steering wheel. There’s a fair amount of traffic with people heading out to camp and have fun on this 4th of July weekend. I hear that song,...
It was December 23rd and because it was also a Friday this year, I decided to close up the office at noon and let my employees have a little office Christmas party. It had been a pretty good year and we made a good profit this past year, my people deserved to celebrate. I have always been of the opinion that our product sells itself, so I can concentrate on making sure my employees are happy. A happy salesman make the customer feel good about what they are buying. And a happy customer is a...
Group SexChapter 1. In The Beginning Gulfcoaston, TX, Just Before The Millennium The Visit The house was what they called a "Galveston Raised Cottage" whichwas a sort of big shotgun flat raised up on two-foot-square pillars six feetoff the ground. A long hall ran down one side of the house from front to backwith the rooms opening off the hall to the right. There was a living room,a dining room and a kitchen on the first floor and two bedrooms and a sittingroom on the second. It sat on a thirty foot...
MIGHTY MARINA IS MY MAIN MAIDEN - AND AWESOME ASSISTANTMY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA MAKES ME A PUSSY PARTY EVERY EVEMY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA MAKES ME PICK-OUT PUSSIES PICK-UPMY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA PROPOSES A POLISH PRINCESSES PAIRMY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA PROPOSES "PLAY PATIENCE PRINCESS"========================================================MY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA KNOWS : HOW HOT TO PLAY PATIENTLY MY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA KNOWS WHERE I AM WITH MY CAMERAMY MAIN MAIDEN MARINA KNOWS HOW TO INVITE THEM : DINNERMY...
In the fifties, in Swansea, Capitalism still ruled. Large detached houses were still owned and occupied by rich ship owners, factory owners and mine owners. Their sons and daughters were naturally sent to the best English public schools and we used to come together in dances and house parties in the holidays. In the Christmas holiday of 1957, I went to twelve dances at the Langland Bay Hotel in a fortnight; once I went round a dance circle of girls and kissed everyone on the lips you remembered...
When I left Fort Myers Beach, I camped in the Everglades for two weeks. The place was almost deserted since the season was technically over. It was more than thirty miles from the park entrance to the campground. Electric service was still functional as were the restrooms and showers. I had to fill my water tank, though, in order to have water in the trailer. That was when I discovered I had another problem. Somewhere along the line, my water pump had developed a crack and as soon as I...
I was on cloud nine the morning after I formally "met" Sarah. All thoughts of Heather were out of my mind. The issue with Ashley still nagged at me, but I was in such euphoria that it was on the back burner a bit too. I whistled cheerfully as I showered and got ready for my day with Sarah. Sarah had arranged for Brianna to spend the day at one of her friend's houses so we could spend the day together out and about. I asked, rather I demanded, that I plan out the day. The order for the...
I sighed in pleasure as she sank on my member, straddling me on my bed. I grabbed her grapefruit sized breasts in my hands and kneaded them in my hands. Finding her nipples, I began gently flicking them with my thumb and forefinger. "Oh my god Greg, you are such a wonderful lover," she exclaimed. She threw back her head for a few strokes and then threw herself back into me. I brushed back her fiery red hair and licked her neck with a passionate stroke. I tried in vain to lick her ear but...
I was having the time of my life. I was in love with a beautiful older woman who loved to have sex. For the next two weeks we had sex all over Grace's house and several times in the boat. We couldn't keep our hands off one another. Sarah continued to work with me in getting me to stay flaccid when I was naked with her. I was actually starting to get good at it but whenever she teased me it would instantly go up. She figured I was probably ready for the nudist beaches as long as she didn't...
I couldn't believe it! Sarah's surprise for me was Ashley. I ignored the stares of those around me from the broken glass and flew into her arms. "Oh God, I am so happy to see you," I cried. "Me too," she said in tears. "I am so sorry for hurting you," I said. "It was my fault, I am sorry." I couldn't bring myself to let her go. I was so happy to have her back. She wouldn't let go of me either. We hugged each other for what seemed an eternity and finally Sarah had to...
I woke up in a state of euphoria. I knew for sure that I was in love with Sarah and our activities the night before consummated it. I still didn't know what to do about Ashley but I felt too good to worry about it. I turned over in the bed, hoping to give Sarah a good morning kiss and found that she was gone. I got up, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and climbed into the shower. I let the hot water run over me for awhile to bring myself back to reality. I thought back to the limo ride the...
As I stated earlier, when push comes to shove, I will choose flight over fight every time. When I was caught having sex with Ashley in the pool by Bree and Sarah I did the only thing I could think of doing. I went by instinct. I took flight. I pulled back from Ashley, dislodging myself from her and took off out of the pool. I could hear Bree crying and wanting to know how I could do something that would hurt her mom so much. Sarah was telling her to calm down. At least she wasn't yelling at...
The two weeks after Ashley's return were busy for everyone. My first order of business was to patch up things with Bree. Her mom had prepared her for our discussion and things actually went pretty well. Within a few days our friendship was back to normal and I was back to driving her to her practices. I was starting to see that her true talent was in dancing. I am no dancing professional but I could tell she would go far as a dancer if that was the route in life she chose. Sarah spent most...
I looked at Bree with a mixture of shock and arousal. Both girls were fully naked and Megan's red swollen womanhood was spread out for all to see. I quickly noticed that what I could see of Bree's womanhood was also quite swollen. These girls had obviously been quite busy. "Greg, please don't tell my mom!" Bree screamed at me. I didn't say anything. I didn't even move. I was too shocked to move. "Greg please!" I looked at Megan. She made no attempt to cover up but I could see she...
The week after Bree's party was another week of routine for the four of us. Once again I was diving all week. Sarah had numerous planning meetings to go to for her various charities. Bree was busy with all of her acting, dancing, and voice classes. Ashley was still working her ass off at Busch Gardens to make tuition for the year. I called Grace during the week to see how she was holding out against my mother. She was having no luck and starting to feel that it all wasn't worth it. I gave...
Sarah, Ashley and I walked out of Nordstrom's arm in arm. I of course had a huge grin on my face, but that goofy grin hid the inner turmoil going on. I wondered where our relationship stood. I wondered if the girls would want to have similar liaisons and if I could handle them doing so. "Let's go grab a bite to eat," said Sarah. "I want to try out that new Mexican place in the outdoor plaza." The outdoor plaza had some shops and some upscale restaurants. I thought it would be nice to...
As Grace and I left the house I took her hand in mine. She squeezed my hand in thanks for the sign of comfort I had given her and then we made our walk over to Sarah's house. We walked up to the back gate at Sarah's yard and knocked. "Sarah?" I shouted over the gate. After a few seconds a very naked Sarah came running over to the gate. "Thought you weren't coming," said Sarah with a smile as she scanned the neighborhood and then opened the gate. "My guest here convinced me...
I followed Sarah into the house with a sense of dread. I knew we would have a talk about Bree after she talked with her, but the way she said that we needed to talk filled me with a sense of trepidation over the talk. Sarah led me upstairs to the master bedroom. "Get dressed," said Sarah. "It'll be easier to talk for both of us if we are dressed." Sarah went over to her dresser and picked out a pair of sweats. I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. When we were finished dressing,...
The entire evening was about sex. Everyone in the house was having it in some form or another. Only Bree and I kept away from the main orgy going on downstairs. The only reason we knew that it was continuing was the screams and groans of passion that filled the house, and likely the neighborhood as well. Bree and I spent time together just getting to know each other's bodies. I wasn't ready to take her virginity just yet, but she was more than willing. We fell asleep in one another's arms...
I was stunned at Ashley's sudden outpouring of emotion. She now lay on my chest, a quivering, sobbing wreck. I was at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. I loved Ashley with all my heart. In fact I could honestly say of the three women who captured my heart that she was the one that had the biggest piece. The question was could I leave Sarah? Could I leave Bree? I brushed my hand through her silky red curls, trying to comfort her as best I could. She turned and looked at me and...
"Mr. Hamilton?" called a distant voice in the darkness. "I think he's regaining consciousness." I opened my eyes a little, the light blinding them shut again. "Mr. Hamilton?" I opened my eyes a little bit again and looked up and saw bright fluorescent lights and white everywhere else. I looked for the man calling my name and saw that the voice belonged to a giant blur hovering over me. "He's awake," said the man. "Oh my God!" cried a woman in the background. "Thank God!"...
A very naked Grace answered her door and looked at me like I was crazy. "How in the hell did you get over here?" asked Grace, worry washing over her face. "Ashley walked me over and then left. I need to talk to you alone where I know no one else is going to walk in on our conversation." "OK sweetie," said Grace, visibly relaxed. "I'm gonna have to send Patrick away though." "I can come back at another time," I said, blushing. Grace shook her head. "No, it sounds like this is...
The next week passed with quite a bit of awkwardness. Ashley and I still stayed at Sarah's house at her insistence but we ended up spending as much time away from the others as possible. The only people we actively socialized with were Grace and Patrick. I was going to really miss Patrick when the two of us went back to our respective schools. He and I had gotten really close since our trip down to Sarasota. Being with Grace had changed him for the better. He was less nerdy, more friendly...
Ashley's eyes widened. "Oh my God," she whispered. Tears were running down her cheeks. I pulled a small box out of my pocket and opened it. I dropped to one knee and presented her the box. "Ashley, would you do me the greatest honor of my life and join me in marriage?" I pulled the ring out of the box and started putting it on her finger as tears streamed down her face. She started nodding furiously. "Yes! Yes! Yes, I will marry you!" cried Ashley. She looked at the ring on her...
Dave, Ann, and Jennifer took a long relaxing shower highlighted by continued kissing and petting. The three lovers came out of the shower squeaky clean and then enjoyed carefully drying each other. Dave got dressed and kissed his girlfriends goodbye. Julie was waiting for Dave when he entered their trailer; she smiled at him and said, "Sounds like you had a good time." Dave looked at her quizzically and she continued, "I could hear Ann screaming from over here. You weren't lying when you...
Laura lay beside him, her back to him, the stolen duvet wrapped around her like a cocoon of warmth and comfort, a bastion against the cold that plagued him. Biting his lip he inched towards her, finding the edge of the duvet and beginning to unwrap her like the gift she was. He had intended to urge his way under the warmth with her, but as she felt the coolness of air against her unprotected back she stirred. Ash let out a soft beep of surprise as the sleeping form of Laura moved, she...
So, what was I supposed to do? I mean, there I was alone with the girl and all she was wearing was a flimsy pair of shorts and a tank-top that was made of the same material. She’d been sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for me and she stood when I entered her room. I could see the slight bulges of her tits poking through her light pink top, as well as her bony hips poking through her bottoms. She looked a bit nervous and in that way that two emotions can show on the same face, she...
I had made it a mile or two down the road when the warm glow of headlights appeared behind me. I turned around and stuck out my thumb. A classic 50's pick up truck pulls over and I hear a sweet southern drawl call out to me, "Hop in, Sug." I sit down and shut the door and turn to thank this kind stranger and thats when I see her face. A sweet caramel brown skintone with long straightend black hair. I guessed her to be about 5'8" and 110 pounds. She smiled at me and asked where I was...
A series of stories following the secret love life of two interpretable first cousin’s… Intro (Arrival) -- Matt took a step outside to the arrivals area of Hartsfield Jackson International Airport, being welcomed to Atlanta by the dry hot air, and honking horns, of the commonly congested roads of Hartsfield Jackson International Airport. There was no breeze, like what he is used to having up north. Matt is a 6 ft’, 185 lb, young piece of meat at the age of 19. He is a...
Introduction: A FICTIONAL accounting of a guy who gets off impregnating girls, gets the chance of a lifetime. Go ahead and call me a sick and perverted bastard. But just remember, not one single living soul was damaged in any way during the writing of this story. ITS FICTION, PEOPLE!!! So, what was I supposed to do? I mean, there I was alone with the girl and all she was wearing was a flimsy pair of shorts and a tank-top that was made of the same material. Shed been sitting on the edge of her...
Hey guys, hope you liked my last erotic tale, will be uploading Part 2 soon but for now thought I’d give you another one in the meantime. Hit me up on I had just finished with my exams that day when I left for the southern city of Chennai. I had to attend a family function and was staying at a close friends place. I’d never thought of her sexually but lately, our conversations on WhatsApp had pushed the boundaries of our friendship. We were always frank and I lately was missing out on some...
SOUTHERN EXPOSURE Part 2 Copyright Kristy Leigh 2003. All rights reserved. 3. "Last one up has to kiss a pig!" Lisa yelled. Squealing with laughter, the girls bolted over to the bars and clambered up the rungs in a tangle of hands, feet and elbows. Debbie claimed the first place by virtue of her superior athletic abilities (within the year, she would win bronze at the state gymnastics finals). Lisa and Jessie tied in second, although neither had any immediate plans to visit...
We were meeting as friends, at least that's what I kept telling myself as I drove to the cafe/bookstore, but in the back of my mind I knew there was potential for something more. "But not tonight," I told myself as I put a hand over my fluttering stomach. I rolled my eyes. Here I was talking to myself while checking my make-up in the review mirror and trying to maneuver through traffic all at the same time. I would be lucky if I made it in one piece. "He's already seen you naked, what are...
"Oh, BRUTUS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!" Melanie screeched, oscillating her hips and lifting and falling on the big black stud's long, stiff pecker. The brawny brute had his hands clamped around the white girl's middle and he was slamming her down savagely on his lap, grunting like a bull in rut as he pumped his hips lustily back and forth, ramming all eleven inches of his iron-hard poker deep inside Melanie's tight, clutching glove-like abyss. The black limousine creaked and bounced on...
The campaign headquarters for Rhett Wilkerson was a zoo. Melanie perched on the edge of a table as far away from the squealing swarm of enthusiastic Wilkerson supporters as she could. At least five T.V. sets were blaring as the initial election returns began to come in. Shouts of triumph pierced the room whenever the returns indicated that Wilkerson had an edge, and boos greeted any suggestions that Hardman was ahead. On the walls of the room, gigantic posters of Rhett Wilkerson were...