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Even if she hadn't demanded it of him, he would have made sure to witness her daily rising. The lid would snap open, she was that strong, all it took was a flip with one hand. One of the mystery's was how she came out looking so goddamn virginal each sunset. He had seen her lie down coated with scummy spunk, or mud, sweat from lovers, blood, just nasty as hell. No pun intended. Then she'd rise the next night looking pure as driven snow.
The good nights were those when she made love to him at rising. He knew it was because she was hungry, it hadn't taken long for him to realize that their relationship had nothing to do with romance. But those nights, she would sit up, already gazing at him, the dark auburn hair waved around that gorgeous, puffy lipped, small nosed face, her huge green eyes burning into his soul as she fluttered her long eyebrows beneath those heavy, dark brows that gave her face the defiant, slightly sinister look that made every man she met want to try to tame her.
Then those fantastic tits. She always smiled in a triumphant way as he gazed at their full, incredibly high profile, and sometimes she would twist as she got to her feet, letting him see them jiggle the slightest bit, face on. Then she'd be standing there, staring at him when she wanted him, letting his gaze caress her trim body with the dark, heavy pubic triangle that was always slightly parted by her gash. And wet. Always wet, down there. Smooth legs that seemed awfully long, yet slim. He was six feet, but she was eye to eye with him. He got hard just looking at her, his heart bursting with anticipation.
It had been that way from that first night, six months ago, at the nightclub. She had been dressed, but she wore that tight lace thing that hardly covered her pussy. It had a belt that was the only non transparent item on it, and it had always seemed to him the crowd had sort of parted so she appeared before him suddenly, and the old johnson went boingggggg. Her eyes slowly looked down, then back into his with that triumphant leer. She told him later he had needed less mental suggestion than most. They went outside to her hearse, and that was the first time.
He had been around. Not only a surfer, but a split end for UCLA, he rarely lacked for female company, always willing, always turned on by his broad shoulders and outsize dong. Mostly beach bunnies, but a few old broads, teaching him with their experienced fucking. Two years out of college, second string for the Rams when he hurt his knee, giving him a lifetime income. He could still jog, but couldn't plant and pivot. He'd been starting to wonder about his life when he met her, after a year of getting laid every night and sleeping well into the afternoons.
He would feel her warm breath as her lips and tongue kissed his face while her hips humped his, as her hands undressed him. She liked him touching her the same way she caressed him, lightly, but insistently probing the sensitive places. Eventually, she would literally float around him, writhing against his nakedness as she let her wet cunt plant her smell all over him. She really didn't go in for a lot of foreplay, though it varied. He was never sure whether it was the wonder of her beautiful body, the womanly natural perfume that would surround them as they moved against each other, or her mind controlling him. He didn't care.
Sometimes he sat, sometimes reclined, sometimes stood. It always felt as though she was wrapped around him, and he around her, and the movement of his thick cock inside her was smooth, effortless, and sexier than anything he had ever experienced. She always let him enjoy it for a while, although occasionally when she was in a hurry, he would pump just a few times, then she would feed, and the ecstacy would come.
It had never been painful. Just that little twinge in the neck, as he fucked her wetness and felt her body pressing to him. Then the orgasm as she fed, groaning, both of them coming with a fever outside human experience. He would spurt wildly into her body as she drank his blood. She often lifted them both off the ground in their completion, as wave after wave of tingling euphoria filled them both. She needed the feeding to cum, though he didn't, but it was far better when he got off as she did. He had a feeling she could make it last a long time, though she rarely took more than a cupful from him, but he always lost track, just luxuriating in the haze of pleasure that was like a crack hit, his first nut, and runners high all combined.
But not tonight, he knew. She had fed from all three of those swingers last night, two guys and a girl, and wouldn't need him for that tonight. Sometimes they would fuck at the end of the night, so he could get off. She was thoughtful that way. "Good evening, Lance."
"Serena." He watched her strut to the cupboard, on her toes like always, her body lithe, rippling, the most erotic spectacle he had ever seen. He had watched her cause a riot in a strip club once, putting on a show for a bunch of Russian weightlifters. She had taken them all on, feeding as she went, smiling at him occasionally as the rest of the bar was torn up by everybody fighting to get at her, laughing throatily as the chaos made her enjoy the whole scene. He would never forget her on her knees up on the stage, two naked hulks bleeding, with their cocks in both her holes, her throat arched to drain down the red liquid, some of which had coated her boobs.
As they walked out, her naked body sticky with blood and jism, a wide smile on her face, she whispered "I get a little naughty sometimes, Lance. You thought it was sexy, didn't you?" He didn't have to answer, and as he drove the hearse into the hills, she sucked him off.
As she stared into her wardrobe, she asked "What's the weather like, darling? Another hot, humid, California night?" He responded "Yeah, a little drier though. I hardly broke a sweat running." She looked over at him, with a tiny grin. "I'll signal you some time soon, dear. We'll jog together, let you get those nice chemicals going, and I'll feed while they're in your blood. It's a great taking." He knew they lived forever, or damn near, but she seemed young to him, almost as young as she looked.
"Anything in the news? The Balkans still hot? Such foolishness." He tried to find out details of her past obliquely, and said "Yeah, lost an Apache. You're originally from there, aren't you?" She chuckled as she continued to sift through her clothes. "No dear, I'm as American as you are. Umm, this'll do. Now let's go upstairs." She had slipped on a halter and mini skirt of bright lime, making a strange color combination, but spectacular, hugging her lithe curves, the tops of her tits wobbling while her pussy mound pushed at the soft fabric. Never any panties.
They sat on the veranda watching the red sky slowly darken. She had told him once that was the only thing she missed, sunsets. In spite of never being in the sun, she still appeared to have an all over tan. She always insisted he keep himself brown, all over. She liked white wine, though she didn't digest it much. He had tasted her piss, and it was always still alchoholic. She always waited until it was completly dark before telling him what the evening held in store.
"I see you got the lawn cut. Oh, and the new rose bush. Don't forget to feed it tomorrow. And I think you should buy two more patio couches. I have to host a party next week. My father's coming, with his harem." She giggled. "He thinks I'm licentious because I don't have one. But we should look around for some attractive women, Lance. We always have good luck at Almost Heaven. Make a reservation for tomorrow night, will you?" It was a great place to pick up attractive couples. They often stayed with us for several days, finally dragging away drained to exhaustion. But happy.
Just as he got up to go make the call, he heard her gasp. When he looked back, she was smiling, with a vacant look on her face. It meant she was getting a message. It passed quickly, and he waited, then asked "Your father?" She smiled and whispered "No, no, an old friend. Very old." A giggle again. That usually tipped him off that something unusual was coming. "We're driving down to the beach. I have to change. Get your suit."
Her only beach outfit is a string bikini, black, that shows her body off wonderfully. That new style, with a tiny little triangle over the pussy. Like Vampirella. When she swam with it, mostly in the pool, it couldn't stay in place, engineering wise. It could barely hold when she walked. She always wore a little gauze jacket in white that was a fantastic turn on. She liked him to wear a speedo.
She didn't say a word to him on the fifteen minute drive to a spot up north he wasn't familiar with. But there was a full moon, and another car was parked there when they arrived. As they pulled in, he could see two females standing down in the light surf, both in bikinis as skimpy as Serena's. When she pulled off her top, he lost the shirt. They walked, hand in hand, toward the surf. The moon was bright, and a familiar sense of anticipation overcame Lance. The two figures turned to face them.
The vampire looked no more than fifteen, if that. She had a very slim build, pert but small tits, narrow, girlish hips, and nice legs. Her face was almost virginal, a small nose, short blonde hair, thin lips, but that look of arrogance they all have. She had the smile of anticipation.
The fantastic blonde standing beside her was a good head taller, and Lance remembered his first look at her all his life. Her hair was california long, down to her waist. She looked like an amazon, muscled, broad shoulders, narrow midsection, legs with tendons and hardness rippling in the pale wash of the moon. Her face was gorgeous, full lips, wide forehead, upturned nose. The white bikini fit her loosely, the huge tits impossible to cover, her pubic mound so full it pushed the strings away from her groin. I recognized her smile, the pleasure of being with one of them, and of excitement at what might come. The vampire must have fed, because her neck bore two red welts.
Serena never took her eyes off the smaller woman. "Lance, this is Ariane. I've known her a long time. And her friend Daphne. She's local." Ariane's smile broadened, and she sidled up to him and breathed "So nice to meet you, Lance. I'm looking forward to knowing you better. Daphne is too." The big blonde took two steps, pressed her body against his, and kissed him on the mouth. The vampire stroked his cock through the black fabric of his suit, then flippd it up so it jutted out the top. "Mmmmmm. What good taste you have, Serena."
Daphne turned to Serena and pressed against her, tilting her head to the side, offering her throat. She was as tall as the brunette, and had the look of fervent need to be taken Lance knew so well. Serena licked at the welts, then whispered "Perhaps I will taste you later, darling." With a look of disappointment, Daphne stepped back, and Serena and Ariane kissed on both cheeks, the continental way. As they did, the two disciples eyes' met, and a coupling formed between them instantly. It was more than the usual bonding of shared experiences the slaves always felt, there was also a lust, an attraction both physical and emotional.
"You should have let me know sooner, dear Ariane. You needn't have bothered with the hotel. And that dirty basement." said Serena. "Please stay with me as long as you visit. I have an appointment with an exotic latina. Lets let Lance and Daphne move you in with me."
By the time he and Daphne had moved all the clothes, the coffin, and had some dinner, they were in serious heat. She had seen him play, and her eyes kept drifting down to his groin, only barely covered by his shirt. He found out about her weightlifting, and the boob job she had gotten to try for a career in movies. So far, there had been a couple of "Xena" walk ons. She murmured to him during cheeseburgers at an outdoor diner "Ariane goes mostly for women, Lance. When I'm not with her, I miss men."
They had both been overtaken by the vampires' profligate sexuality. Since they shared it, there was no inhibition between them, from the start. When he finished getting Dapne's bedroom prepared, and the coffin near Serena's in the basement, she was swimming lazily in the pool, nude. On her back, he caught glimpses of her pussy, which was completely shaved. She noticed his interest, and explained "I did it for a couple of body building contests. It's hard to get oiled up right with a lot of pussy hair. Ariane likes it. She says she rarely sees a bald one."
He stripped off the speedo, and noticed her staring at his cock. "Damn, Lance, that's some dong. No wonder Serena likes you. How long have you been with her?" He dove in, swam to her under water, and dragged his tongue up from her naked,slightly flared slit to her mouth as he surfaced. "About six months. How about you?" "Only a week. It started when she first arrived." Her hand underwater wrapped around his tool, which was stiff, but she kept talking. "I never had much fun fucking, mostly I could get better cums by myself. But I never ate a twat before hers. I like it now, and, you know, what great orgasms. I'm probably ruined forever for normal stuff. Will she make me like them?" There was no regret in her voice.
He gripped her waist, feeling the rippling muscles, the smooth flesh. She rode up on his thighs, her legs around him, rubbing his cockhead against her open slit, concentrating on the clit. He answered "Nah, I think she'll be careful not to take too much, they don't want to turn you. Why, do you feel weak?" She laughed, and one arm went to the small of his back, pulling him hard into her, his prick between her thighs. Her tits were incredibly firm, and the pressure signaled her strength. "Do I feel weak?" They kissed then, mouths open, tongues exploring, but not frantically. As they slipped under the surface, both felt a wonderful sense of comfort with the other. He had to break away first, after a minute, for air.
He stood in the shallow end, gasping, and she was breathing hard, but slowly approaching him, when he felt Serena's nearness. They both stood, waist deep, as the two vampires, so different, walked out onto the patio. He had never seen her fly, though he knew she did it. Both were still dressed, had red mouths, and there was a little spot on Ariane's breast. Serena enjoyed Rosita, she'd been going there every other night lately, and he assumed the classy mexican girl must have had a great time. He had fed Serena and her dad a couple of times. It had been world class, though he had been weak for a couple of days.
"Rosita said hello, Lance. I think she likes you. I can see you and Daphne have gotten acquainted." His cock was obvious in it's full erection. "Ariane's taking me to one of her friends later, but we have time for our favorites." The small blonde eased out of her bra, as she breathed "Yes, let's. Come, Daph."
He ended up on his back, Ariane astride his throbbing member, Serena and Daphne with their cunts pressed together, scissored over his mouth. He did the best he could, eating slavishly at the two slits, two clits, and two assholes on his face, but the vampires didn't wait very long. He felt Ariane nip his pectoral and begin to feed, as Daphne emitted a low moan of pleasure. Then he was lost in the rapture, soaring as always, as his throat was flooded with two tart flows of climax cream. He never knew quite how long he would be out when they fed, but when he came to, he and Daphne were alone.
Her leg was hooked over his chest, and when he looked up, he saw her open pussy, glistening, still leaking juice. He crawled up between her legs, and watched her as she slowly came out of her comatose pleasure. "Oh, oh, ohhh." she moaned as her arms came weakly up to embrace him. The smells of sex were all around them. After a few minutes, they helped each other up to his bed, and collapsed together into sleep.
He had cleaned up the living room and fussed with the garden by the time she woke up, about three in the afternoon. He was on the phone checking out a source for the same patio chairs they already had. "Okay. I'll pick'em up later. Yeah, sure sure. I'll look when I get there. Hi Daphne." She looked a little wobbly, and came to him. They embraced, as he felt that lush body through the soft fabric of a loose thigh length print cover up.
"Oh, Lance." She sighed as they clung together. When she leaned back to look at him, her eyes were teary. "When she's asleep, sometimes I wonder what to do, how this will end. And I feel so... nasty." He held her, then whispered "Look, have some breakfast. There's coffee, and lots in the fridge. I'll be back in half an hour, and we can go for a run. There's a good gym in the poolhouse. You'll feel better after you eat something."
She mumbled agreement to the run, and he started for the car. Then he stopped and turned to her. "Daphne, look, I speak from experience. She means you no harm, she's just greedy. Serena's father's the same way. He wouldn't think of having someone around the way she keeps me. The trouble is, you'll feel empty when she's gone. So enjoy it. I hope... I'd like to be in your life when she leaves. Unless she takes you with her. Oh shit, well, see ya." The look on her face was a trifle sad, but there was affection for him, he thought. As he got in the car, he wondered if it was his imagination.
She seemed better when he got back, and their run was great, both well conditioned, feeling a high after the second mile, and she looked terrific with her blonde hair floating in the breeze, the gorgeous legs pumping, a sheen of sweat all over her tan skin. He guided her back after the fourth mile, less than an hour, but she seemed to be flagging. She'd been taken twice, after all. But she insisted they lift a little after they got back. He did mostly leg lifts, but she worked on her upper body. "Gotta keep the old boobs firm, babe."
He made steaks and a salad for dinner, with an hour before the waking. They talked idly, but both felt the attraction between them. It was shared addiction, mutual admiration, sexual lust, and the relaxation stemming from knowing they would become physically close. As she sipped on her second beer, she whispered "Lance. Make love to me. Please." He knew what she was feeling, the need to get back to reality, to orgasm without the weakness and all encompassing fervor of the taking. He hoped there was more to it, though.
He went to her languidly, smiling as she stood up, her arms out to him. They embraced and kissed, deeply, tasting each other, her magnificent body undulating against him. He picked her up, carrying her to the large sectional sofa, and stretched her out. They were both sighing, kissing lightly, licking too. She was on her back, smiling as he stripped away the black halter dress to reveal her braless tits, and thong style black panties. He could see a wet spot already.
Their eyes were locked together as he tore off the tee shirt and shorts, then his briefs. His cock was standing out, and as she glanced down at it, her smile got wider. She licked her lips. The tan lips of her cunt were parted, the pink, wrinkled insides showing, and the stiff little clit. It had a head on it, like some he'd seen. Even in repose, her fit, solid, curvaceous sexiness radiated to him.
He straddled her head, let his prick tickle her lips, and pushed the panties down as his mouth covered her flowering cunt. She couldn't get all of him inside her mouth, but tried. He felt her wet tongue licking the head, with suction trapped by her lips, and her throat. He applied steady pressure to her vaginal hole, while his tongue moved smoothly up and down her oozing slit. She had a lovely, musky odor.
He stayed on his knees as he orally caressed her pussy, basking in its smell, the tart taste. He could hear, and feel her, humming around his tool from his sucking, even as her firm, nipple stiffed breasts punched at his stomach. He felt her straining legs trying to open herself to his mouth, and began to concentrate on her clitty. It stuck up, making it easy to twitch with his tongue. Only a few moments drifted by until he felt her hips began to hump up at him.
He stepped off the couch, letting his dong pop out of her mouth, and eased atop her writhing body, luxuriating in the warm, damp flesh. Her eyes were closed, and she had a finger in her mouth, sucking on it as she had his cock. As she felt their bodies come together, her shapely legs wrapped around his thighs, and her hand dived down to grasp his hard, pulsating prick. She opened her eyes and stared with wanton need as they both felt him enter her foaming, sopping cunt. As he slowly sunk deep into her, she smiled with relief. "Oh, oh Lance."
He began to fuck slowly, firmly pistoning into her wet softness, feeling himself bottoming on each inward stroke. Her eyes closed as she pulled his head to her, and her legs pulled in rhythm with his plunging, rotating cock. They grappled together as she tried to speed him up, beginning to gasp. There was an urgency to her movements that carried him along as they rose in their fierce passion. He could smell her again, the light perfume she favored combining with her musky cunt cream and their mingling sweat. It was intoxicating, the sense of their bodies as one writhing, thrill seeking entity dominating their minds. He realized he was uniting with her in a recently unfamiliar way, giving and receiving in a mutual pleasure very human, but without the carnal, purely sexual excitement Serena brought him.
Her body's power began to take him away, as he pummeled with a force he hadn't used before, with anyone. And the approaching peak seemed to swell up to them, attracting, inviting, waiting, rather than exploding. He thought, toward the end, he could feel every muscle, every tendon, every luscious part of her, twisting and turning with him. They were sighing to each other, hands moving constantly, seeming to seek the depths of their sleek, glistening, bodies.
She finished first, grunting out "Aaaah, cummmmmmm" as he felt her pussy squeezing him wildly, with pulsing vigor as juice seemed to almost flow around his tool moving inside her. The mental and physical pressure got him off seconds later, and he arched his head back while the tingling gave way to orgasmic spurts of spunk. But even after his spasming cock emptied, he kept easier movements, luxuriating in her own ecstacy. She seemed to climax for minutes, moving her head back and forth, groaning. It wasn't the thrill of the taking, but it was a truly great fuck. Still, he couldn't get his mind off Serena.
Words seemed unnecessary, and they quickly showered together, then dressed for the rising. They met the vampires hand in hand. Ariane seemed oblivious to their langorous satisfaction, but Serena appeared to feel it immediatly. She came over close to them, staring, then pressed their heads to her cheeks, and whispered "Darlings. I'm so glad."
Serena told him later about the "discussion" she and Ariane had that night. She never admitted to having an argument. Put in dialogue humans might understand, it sounded like it went this way.
Serena: Lance and Daphne have found something special with each other, dear.
Ariane: So what?
Serena: Well, shouldn't we help them, as a sort of repayment? I'm fond of Lance, and Daphne seems lovely. Surely we owe them a nice life after we have used them up.
Ariane: That's your trouble, darling. Too damn sentimental. She's good and strong, can withstand a lot of feeding. But she has no imagination. I have to push her to the least little out of the ordinary thing. Your father says the same thing about you, so wrapped up in your friends, though I admit he develops affection for some of them. We give them lots of pleasure. That's enough.
Serena: Now Ariane. I remember a sixteen year old chinese girl Brad had to almost force you to give up, and you installed her in her own whore house. I do get very close to some of my friends. It's my perogative. You are a guest, after all. If you intended to take Daphne back to Rio with you, I would understand. But otherwise, we really should try to help them. I was thinking she could stay with me when you leave.
Ariane: Oh, well allright, dear. You're right, I only want her during my stay here. You're hiding something from me.
Serena: No, no, truly. It's just something Dad said to me. I'm going to see what he thinks at the party.
But he had no idea about that during the next five days. Daphne became almost a shared person, and Serena seemed to take an interest in her. They went shopping for dresses and sets for her, using Serena's favorite coturists, because they could fit Daphne's large figure. They didn't repeat the foursome, and both vampires treated Lance and the blonde like a couple. Both takings in that week, he and Daphne were joined during the euphoria.
Serena told him the night before the party that Daphne would stay with them when Ariane left. "I've never had a couple before, darling. And I find her very sweet. I hope to have a surprise for you tomorrow night. Now, do you think there will be enough canapes? Rosita's coming, and Ariane has a new little teen. Why not double the cheese trifles?"
During the daylight hours, they made love daily, no matter how fatigued either was, and went running together happily, talking about their backgrounds, tastes, all the trivialities lovers share. He thought it was heaven, and she seemed to begin to share his acceptance of their liege to the two creatures who had brought them together. She even became more sexually daring, insisting he sodomize her one afternoon by the pool. He was very careful, using vaseline as she knelt in the late sun, penetrating her anus slowly, and she ended up gasping with pleasure in the act. She breathed at the end, lying on her stomach with him on top, still embedded deep in her bowel, "At least you had one virgin hole, Lance."
But they both found their thoughts drifting to the question of closure with Serena. They couldn't imagine being as happy as they were without the euphoria, the grand rapture of the taking. It was their only worry.
As he looked around, Lance knew that a party like this was a rarity, especially with Ariane there. There were torches spread everywhere, giving a weaving, sensual movement to the group of spectacular people in fine, but skimpy outfits. There were more women than men, he and Brad's boy toy the sole human males. Serena could have invited more couples, but had decided it would be too crowded with Ariane there. He had the impression vampires avoided each other, usually. He could already sense tension between Ariane and Serena.
He had experienced one of Serena's orgies, with two other men and three women. There was no jealousy, and Serena took each of them in bizarre, erotic ways, as the others would join, seeking to cum with her. He hadn't particularly enjoyed it, though it was undeniably sexy.
Brad, her father, must have been the oldest. Both women deferred to him. But he was a smiling, gracious guest, with compliments for everyone, getting drinks for his women, carefully complimenting his daughter on her preparations. Each of them was a center of attention. So Rosita, Daphne and Lance stood talking with Serena.
Rosita was a tall, slim woman who looked like a mexican beauty queen. She was wearing a completely transparent, full length, form fitting dress that permitted no more than six inch steps. She had whispered to him at the door "I won't have it on long anyway, Lance. You'll spend some time with me tonight, won't you?" He had just grinned.
After all the humans had eaten well, and were buzzed with booze, Serena pulled he and Rosita into the middle of the patio, while everyone looked on. She undressed them both, making it sensuously teasing. He was floating in that wonderful anticipatory haze she created, as Rosita lay on her back, legs spread, staring at him as he ate her slavering pussy. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Serena dancing around them, stripping off her two piece evening gown, then sinking her cunt down on the Latin face waiting there in adoration. The vampire pulled him up, inserted his cock into the dark twat already oozing, and then, strangely, she kissed him, as they all began to undulate in passion. Breathily, as she let their bodies rise toward climax, she whispered to him "My father has a gift for you and Daphne, darling. Later tonight. Ummm, yes, yes Rosita. Be sure you ask him." Then she fed.
He was vaguely aware of Oohs and aahs from the group as he soared into rapture, feeling Rosita wiggle as Serena's cream flowed into her mouth, and he spurted into her spasming body. Just before he became comatose, he saw Daphne looking on with a turned on fervor. She was starting to embrace the whole experience.
He returned to awareness as Ariane stood with her new little playmate upside down, and Daphne kneeling under her. Both were sucking hungrily on her pussy, when Daphne rose to her feet, pushing the other two into the air. With her arched body supporting them, her face coverd with pussy, that incredible body shining with sweat, the muscles all standing out with the effort it took, his cock got hard at just the eroticism of it. When they all came, and Ariane didn't stretch it out as Serena had, glistening juices dripped down the teens face, and Daphne's mouth. Ariane let blood flow down her body in a small rivulet from the wound in the groin at her face.
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Reddit NSFW List"So how have you enjoyed the process of hypnosis Summer?" he asked.The question was so incongruous that bemusement tugged the corners of her lips, her brows rising slightly."That's a strange question Mark. How have I enjoyed the process of hypnosis? I've never experienced it, so I wouldn't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about."Summer had been delighting in getting to know Mark, their weekly catch up and coffee becoming something that she looked forward to. There was no pretense, no...
(I never wrote a mind control story before, so I thought what the heck? Why not?} +++ How did I end up there? I was happy as a clam in butter sauce before, how could I not be? Now things had gone basically all to shit. The cops did mercifully take off the handcuffs before the door slammed shut with a very final sounding ‘clang.’ +++ Kirsten had said yes when I asked her to marry me, actually a surprise. I knew that I loved her by then but even though we necked and petted, she just would...
It's Thursday. Late summer. Hot. Bloody hot. And it's Valentine's Day as well. I've had a rough time at the office, and am very pleased to have arrived safely at home, though I'm sweaty and doubtless smelly as well. As I walk in the front door, I call out to Karen, but there is no answer. Bummer. Karen knows there are two things I really like on these hot days. A tall cool drink, alcoholic or not, and Karen herself. Looks like I've missed out on both. I've got a gift for her as well....
I couldn’t tell if it was a hypnotism act gone bad or a comedy act that went right but what happened next simply seemed wrong. I should have figured that if I sat up near the front of the stage with my wife one of us would be called up as a ‘volunteer.’ When the spotlight fell on my table I cringed, but then let out a sigh of relief when the ‘hypnotist’ chose my wife as one of the people he’d try to hypnotize, try being the key word. I’m not sure if it was planned that way but for the last act...
I had become desperate. Depression had brought my life to a complete standstill. I was struggling to function, even on a basic level. I knew I had to get help. Sitting on my bed with a carving knife, contemplating ending my life was not what I wanted. Asking for help did not come easy, but as I said, I was desperate. So I had decided to start psychotherapy during the first few sessions all we did was go over all that had happened in my life and why I felt so depressed, but on the fourth...
We are told that someone under hypnosis cannot be persuaded to anything that they don't want to. But suppose there is something that, deep down, you really want to do but know that you can't. Your little secret fantasy that nobody else knows about. And then one day you attend a show where there is a hypnotist. A girl-friend or colleague persuades you onto the stage. And it turns out that you are a perfect subject. It just requires a trigger - a word and a gesture perhaps. Your secret...
This is not at all true. The woman next door had a catalogue of all kinds of greating cards , so one day i called round to borrow it ,she said i need it back before tonight so i can place the order . Around mid day she knocked on my door ,i let her in ,she asked if i had seen any thing ,i replyed i was still looking , on the tv there was a hypnotist on " i used to do that " i said for some silly reason " can you still do it " she asked ,well it must have been 5 years since i last did it but hey...
I already have an idea for a part 2, so hopefully I will have that up soon.I didn't think it was possible. I didn't believe in hypnosis. I even told Jake, my best friend, that if it worked he could make me do whatever he wanted. But here I am, watching the video proof of him hypnotizing me.I don't remember it at all. My mind is completely blank. Jake showed me the video on his phone. I'm sitting there, completely under his spell. All of a sudden he pulls out his big, but still slightly soft...
‘So you talked to her?’ Harry asked focusing his gaze at the Assistant District Attorney’s brown eyes. He found it difficult to keep his eyes from wandering when working with Kacie. ‘We’re going to need to let her go,’ she said crossing her legs. ‘She seemed cooperative,’ he replied, sitting down across the table. ‘Yes, I thought we had something there. Everything was just too coincidental. Each victim was a patient of hers, each claimed rape while the men claim innocence… actually saying it...
Noticing (c) 2009 by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial- No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it unmodified on any noncommercial site or list. ----- "Alex," I said, and paused for a moment, seeking the most diplomatic way of pointing out what I'd noticed; "you're really... buxom." "Yes," she said, glancing my way. "Have you just noticed?" "Actually, yes," I said; "and......
After sipping the last of his Earl Grey, Alexander sat before his desk and sighed. His candle, freshly lit, revealed a man of many accomplishments. His workspace was lined with gold bound editions of the volumes upon volumes of text he authored in areas ranging from logic to mathematics to children’s literature. He had spent many years translating the Bible to his right into four different languages, and his ashen face reflected the rigors of his work. Years had been taken from him and his body...
Nothing -by nom- I met my husband in a club. I was dancing and this big, black man pressedup close behind me, one huge arm holding me tight around the waist while theother hand was already busy inside my skimpy top, squeezing my tits hard andlifting me almost off the floor by them. It didn't occur to me to do anythingother than teeter around on the toes of my stilettos as he swung me this wayand that by the tits, moving me in time with the music. The club was full,loud and dark, and no one...
Helen took Kathy's right hand in her own and reached behind the highchair to hold Bill's. He gave two fingers into Kathy's grip and asked, "Good thing today, Princess?" "Played with Cindy," said Kathy. "Helen?" he asked. She squeezed his hand. "My temp spiked today." He squeezed her hand back. "For these blessings, Lord," he said, forgetting what he was thankful for or maybe appropriating hers, "for this food and for this family, we give thee thanks." They all three said...
I got up, grabbed my new letterman’s jacket from the arm chair in the living room and crossed over to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom I took a moment to straighten my hair and then to reapply my lipstick which had mostly been kissed off on Matt’s lips. I felt so wonderful, feminine and graceful; I felt wanted. I looked into the mirror and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor before I gathered it up. I then removed the blouse, and stepped back to look at myself in the mirror. My...
First TimeWhite wine concubine!Bubbly, vivacious, out going, fun, pretty blond, 27 year old milf, big boobs, blue eyes and are words the could describe the wife Wendy on any normal day. Oh and while she is lovely she is not very bright - but hey she has the other attributes When she has had a drink, particularly white wine for some odd reason, one could add the words; daring, uninhibited, up for anything, promiscuous and little or no self restraint.They have been married 5 years and her husband Steve...
Introduction: While leaving a concert in LA Justin Bieber gets kindnapped and raped pleases rate and subcribe Thanks !!! The story starts off in a parking lot where justin bieber walks. He is leaving his concert and is now getting ready to go home. Justin yawns wow what a concert. Suddenly there bes a noise. Hello? says Justin. Justin continues to walk to his car and all of a sudden he gets hit in the head.Justin passes out cold. When he comes to he relizes he is tied up on a chair naked. Where...
Weeks passed and Nicki and I became friends, though she'd gone through one boyfriend already, I knew we were never meant to have a relationship. The next semester I met Brianna. Tall, about 5' 8'' or 5' 9'', long brunette hair and a smile to die for. Though you couldn't really tell because of the conservative way she dressed, she had Gs. Yes people, this is not a lie, I couldn't believe it myself until I saw them, but she had G sized breasts. She was by no means fat, she ran track...
The Crone is always the ruse, the black magic woman who attracts the young, pretty teens to help her with her ‘disability’ and her ‘plight.’ She is obese, appears ‘sickly’, ‘helpless’, ‘depressed’. The girls often have pity on her, with all her ‘homeless things’ weighing down her wheel chair. “Push me somewhere safe dearies, there are bad men always stealing my things.” The girls comply; bring her somewhere ‘safer,’ sometimes, to the ‘safe house’ where she pretends to be staying. A dilapidated...
July 4th weekend I was invited to join some friends of mine at a local state park and camp in their motorhome. Jessica and Bryan are married and really nice and invite me the single guy onto some trips occasionally. It was the 2nd night and we had played games and cooked out most of the day and was winding down next to the campfire and having a night cap. Around 12 midnight they decided to go in for the night. The RV only had one shower so I told them I was going to stay next to the fire...
I still remember this as if it was yesterday. Walking up the stairs going into my 8th grade free period class. I turn the corner and I see the Martinez sisters standing at the end of the hallway. Turning into the classroom, nobody was there. They come into the doorway and sayy hey! come here. I go and they bring me to the janitor's closet and tell me to get the box off the shelf. As i reach up and I touch the box, I feel a hand grab my cock from in between my legs. I then fling the box further...
Kay Lovely is in the kitchen making tea as she daydreams about the hunk of a man she has waiting for her upstairs. She delivers tea in bed to Lucky Fae, where they cuddle as they discuss whether to watch a movie to kick off the fall season. Kay tells Lucky not to hit play before she changes into something more comfortable. Retreating to the bathroom, Kay peels off her clothes and replaces them with a tiny sheer bra and a matching thong. The lingerie getup straining to hold on to her curves, Kay...
xmoviesforyouTracey drove straight to the hospital, but I didn't remember much of the rest of that night nor the next day. What the pain didn't obscure, the pain meds I'd gotten at the hospital did. Tracey had been unyielding about my taking the meds, too, watching until I had taken each dose. Even so, I was still sore when I limped into school. I guess I was lucky that I was just bruised. Missy gasped when she sat down next to me. "John, are you all right?" "Just a little bruised, Missy." Mr....
Power and ControlMy day started early as usual, 4:30 am with my first task to make the coffee, feed my beautiful little rescue golden retriever and take him our for his business and then settle in to catching up on e-mails and looking at the markets and the new posts on a couple of gay and bi web sites. Just as the lap top was firing up my cell phone gave me the familiar double buzz indicating an incoming text. It was from my friend Don, a guy I have seen for over three years now and it simply...
This is my first story i've wrote, leave your pheedbacks and tell me what you think. All pheedbacks, corrections, ciritisizm and suggestions will be appreciated. This is not a true story, it's just a fantasy of mine. Enjoy! ----------------------------------- I put up a babysitting ad on craigslist. It's not that i needed the money but i guess id like the extra cash. My name is kristen, im 16, 5'2 brunette, brown eyes, i have pretty firm round ass and i wear a C cup. I'd say im pretty...
The fact that the FBI had taken over the investigation of the carnage in the valley led every news story in California from Sacramento to San Diego. The female AIG (Agent in Charge) was a closet lesbian and she seldom wore male clothes for fear her secret would leak out to people that mattered. Her room-mate and best friend, Doctor Angie Murphy was a skilled rug eater but still had deep-seated liking of cock in any form. Doctor Angie was on a fast-track to County Coroner and she was willing...
I am Harpreet from India, aged 40, NRI, working in US as a senior executive. I am medium colored with a height of 5’6’’ and average looking. My hubby died in an accident a year ago in US and I am living in Texas with my only son Manohar. Manohar was shorter than me, about 4′ 10”’, fair colored, chubby in appearance. He had wide eyes. He does not cut his hair and his long black hair is always tied into a pony tail. He was a smart, likable young boy, always courteous, and good-humored. He is...
IncestIntroduction: Strangers meet She smelled him before she saw him. That mix of cologne, stale cigarettes, beer and man-scent. She gasped as his arms went around her waist and she could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck. She had known he would follow her. They made eye contact in the bar, this tall, dark Irishman with the burning eyes. Its dangerous for a woman to be standing out here alone, at night, he growled in her ear. When she entered Buskers Bar & Boomerang Night Club, after a...
Despite my disastrous date with Thomas, he stayed around. During our fly-by-night courtship, I found out that he lived closer to me than I believed. So, after my vacation, we kept in touch. I still kept up my man-eating guard, almost demanding that he even stop trying to soften me. Why he stayed was always a puzzling question for me. But he did. I simply began to figure that I could deceive and entrap him just like the rest of them. Thomas, however, was more different than I once thought. ...
Act One ‘Report Ensign Pam, anything strange on the communication channels,’ asked Capt. Don as he spun in his captainy chair located on the center of the bridge of the USS Bonneville. Lt. Pam listened for a while hoping desperately to hear something of note to report back to her captain, but alas there was nothing to report, nothing at all. ‘Capt. Don, I’m not picking up anything, anything at all, there is complete and total silence,’ reported Ensign Pam. Lt. Solok was the USS Bonneville’s...
I had just moved in with my little sister. At 34, my life wasn't very impressive, I had jumped from apartment to apartment but for some reason, my little sister had always seen me like a hero. She idolized me and when she rented a 2 bedroom house she helped me out by letting me move in. About halfway into moving my stuff in, it started to rain. It was already 6:00pm and neither of us had eaten so we went back to our new place. We ate spaghetti and meatballs, my sister was excellent at cooking...
IncestMY FANTA''SIS'' time comm now ''''''''''a You ready......Good ..have great time...I left the block at the appointed time. I sat on a bench in a nearby park and watched our cage. After a short time, spotted Gaby with some guy coming in to her. I gave them twenty minutes, then I got up and walked towards the house. I opened the door quietly and walked into the apartment. I tiptoed to my sister's room and heard the excited breathing and wheezing of the young boy. I looked through a keyhole...
Since that first night with Jason, or Bud as he liked to be called, we had shared a few more times together. We both worked nights, so I would rush home from work and anxiously await a phone call from him. This one particular night, a Wednesday, had marked almost ten days since we’d been together. Both of our schedules had been a little hectic, and although we’d usually gotten together on the weekends, he had some family function that was mandatory, and I was busy with my own family. ...
Margaret was looking out of her potential new upstairs window. The house was somewhat elevated to the rest of them around her. The only way it could be described was that it was built on a mini mound. The main bedroom window looked slightly downwards and into the bedroom window of the house opposite. The position of the house was lovely, the size of the rooms was just what she needed, but she had concerns about the windows and how they looked to each other. During one of the viewings, she even...
VoyeurThis story is dedicated to one special person. Well, all of them are. But, this is to one of the sexiest women I have ever met. This is to you, Tami. From me. This is how I feel. The unadulterated truth from my eyes.I first met Tami in a history class in high school. I was 16 at the time. It was around 2008. I was looking at you from a distance. My mind was the sheer epitome of the disclaimer “Viewer Discretion is Advised.” I’m sure I knew I wasn’t the first… Or second, nor third to want to...
Quickie Sex"Hey Tom! While we're just sitting here waiting on those otherguys to turn out their lights, now that we've finally found out about the`real you,' why don't you tell us how you and Bob met. That'll give us allsomething to do, while we just sit here and wait on those other three toturn out their lights, so we can all hit the hay and teach me some morestuff?" Jay suggested, since the four were now waiting for the lights inthe other cabin to be turned off, ---just as a security, ---so that none...
*Not a true story* A tall figure slinks through dark streets, moon light and a few neon strips all that is to help men find their way. The high-rise tower block stands above the city, on the penthouse floor is where our man is travelling, rain beating down hard as he travels home. Bursting through the door, raincoat and the bottom of his suit trousers soaking wet. A sweet young female voice calls out ‘Is that you Mr. Thompson?’ the house sitter employed by Michael Thompson named Francesca...
A Good Kind of Trouble I was driving north on Interstate 35 as fast as the governor on the blue Mack would let me, the 8 inch dual open exhaust pipes snarling with the Cummins powered song in my ears as I crossed the south Texas prairie land trying to make San Antonio to stop for the night. The air conditioner was doing its best to keep me cool in the 100 plus degree late July evening, and failing at its task. I’m John Murphy, and I have made the Chicago to Laredo run once a week for the past...
Love StoriesShe traveled deep into the forest to ride out the waves of her heat in relative peace. This was one of the few times she wanted to be like the humans. She heard rumors that if they were ever plagued by desire they could satisfy themselves. Sadly, she had an entire mare body between her and the source of her discomfort. Brushing back her blonde and black-streaked mane, Elnaya tried to focus her attention on something, anything, else. Her human and horse halves were both overly sensitive to...
College ke andar mujhe mere do tuition teacher bahlate the. 18 saal ki chut kise pasand nahi hoti hai. Wo kisi na kisi bahane mujhe bulate “Rani ye kar lo,Rani wo kar lo.”Aur maje se meri chut lete the dono harami. Meri once in a fortnight chudai hoti thi dono se. Issi tah ek din Mukesh sir ne mere ko pocha ki mei 4 – 5 dono ke liye un ke sath college board members se milne ja sakti hun kya. Maine ghar me meri maa se pooch kar un ko bata diya ki mei ja sakti hun. . Vo mere ko Board...
Another fiction... Enjoy.A few weeks ago, one of the local girls came around to sell me Girl Scout cookies. Since I do love those cookies, I made a good sized order. The little scout was cute, in her forest green uniform, and her innocence made me smile. When I placed the order, (about 10 boxes) I asked her how long before she'd deliver them, and would she be able to bring them all since the order was so big.She mentioned that when people order a large amount of cookies, her mom helps her...
I live 50 miles from the city where my doctor has his office. Yesterday was to be my annual exam. I always like to be early in the office so arrived there at 8:00 a.m. When I was called by the nurse to follow her to the examination room, I had to silently curse the daily Cialis I had been taking because her ass was so nice. I thought about other things though and was only semi-erect when she asked me to be seated. She asked me about my medications, asking if I still took each one and if I...
I awoke and suddenly licked my lips. 'I had sex with Rose,' I thought, rubbing my face slowly. 'I committed incest and cheated on my husband with my sexy daughter,' I thought before I lazily leaned up. I peeked over to my left side and bit my bottom lip. "I'm sorry that I'm not sorry, Chase. I fucked our daughter and made both of us feel incredible both inside and out. I know you are sleeping right now, but I told you this was happening. I certainly hope Rose doesn't want it to be...
Her day started off like any other. The morning alarm woke her to the beautiful sight of sun streaming in her window and the tantalising aroma of coffee from the kitchen. Man, she loved programmable coffee makers – one of the only good things to come out of her two-year long relationship with her lousy ex. Well, he was long gone, but in the 6 months she had been single, Eve didn’t think a day had gone by when she didn’t thank her lucky stars she’d manage to steal his coffee maker. She bounded...
“Alright, folks!” He called out. “Time to up the ante a little bit with some randomness.” He carried the clear bucket over to Hailey again, and put a single die in her hand. “Roll this one, and we’ll see how many of your eight get to fuck you.” Hailey flushed again, having not known where this was going to go. She closed her eyes for a moment, then dropped the die into the bucket. The leader boy turned to the crowd and showed them, and they started to chant, “Four! Four! Four! Four!” in...
‘I hope that Matron doesn’t notice that I’m late again,’ fretted Nicki as she hurried down the hospital corridor, the rubber soles of her shoes squeaking on the polished linoleum. ‘Nicki! In my office, this minute!’ barked the voice she was dreading to hear. ‘What time of the day do you call this, Missie?’ asked Matron Sloan, with a glare that pinned Nicki to the spot much like a lepidopterist crucifying a butterfly. ‘The morning?’ Nicki tried, a little optimistically. ‘It is exactly 9.05...
Few of the Emirs of Kobekistan ever died in their beds. Most were assassinated, often on behalf of one or other of their sons, who would then ascend to the throne. His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was the subject of several attempts by Crown Prince Mustapha to overthrow him during the next fourteen years, though the young Prince never attempted patricide as a route to the throne. Thus it was that His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was one of the fortunate few Emirs to die...
My pussy was throbbing by the time James pulled into my driveway. He was taking my virginity as a nineteenth birthday gift. I had on black leggings, a see through half-top, and my underwear was soaking wet. I was excited, my heart racing as I opened the door for him. "Hey babe," he smiled and kissed me. "At least wait until we're in my room!" I giggled and pulled him into my room upstairs, which had 'STEPHANIE' in huge letters across it, the bulge in his pants noticeable. "So baby, on your...
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