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Even with the air conditioner running full blast, the late July heat seemed to filter through the walls. Every time one of the children opened or closed the door to the rear yard, Gail felt the heat hit her back. Maybe she shouldn't have started this project today. The chemical sizing used in the fabric during the weaving process was beginning to sting her eyes. However, Mrs. Wagner wanted the denim skirt to wear to the big dance on Saturday night and was willing to pay for the rush job. Gail could certainly use the extra money. The electric bill would be a killer this month and next month's bill would be even higher.

One of the children stood beside the sewing machine tapping her on the shoulder, "Miss Gail, Miss Gail, Bobby fell down. His knee is bleeding."

Turning off the machine, Gail stood to tend to yet another minor emergency. "Okay, I'm coming. Let's go see about Bobby's knee."

"Miss Gail, why is blood red?"

Gail chuckled at the child's simple question. "I guess so we can see it easily and fix the place it's coming out of."

After the ritual of comforting a crying four-year-old, Gail washed, applied a spray-on antibiotic, and rewarded Bobby's injury with a blue adhesive bandage. She sent all five children back to the rear yard for a few more minutes so they could forget the injury. Their energetic play would tire them and she might get all of them to take a good afternoon nap.

As she closed the door, she noticed a long, silver Crown Victoria stop at the neighbor's house. She had finished sewing the back seam of the denim skirt when the front doorbell rang. It was so much a part of her concern for the children's safety that she automatically turned off the sewing machine when she left it that she did it without thinking and went to the front door.

Children seem to have some kind of internal radar. As she opened the front door, five pairs of children's eyes stood behind Gail and heard the man on her front porch ask, "Gail Grove?"

Through the locked screen door, Gail spoke to the stranger, "Yes sir. I'm Gail Grove."

"Miss Grove, I'm Carlton Conyers. I have a few questions to ask you. May I come inside?"

"No sir. Can you tell me why you need to question me?"

"I'm a detective and..."

"Private or police?"

"Alright," the man nodded as he reached into his rear pocket and pulled out a leather wallet, opened it and held it up for her to see the badge and the identification.

Gail unlocked the screen door and held out her hand, "May I," indicating she wanted to hold the wallet.

As she examined his credentials, he examined her, from the top of her head covered with a cap of curly short brown hair, all the way down her slightly square face with somewhat sunken cheeks, dark brown eyes, and a narrow nose. He continued looking down the long slender neck, and broad shoulders, across the moderate-sized bust and the flat plane of her stomach. Neatly hemmed denim shorts covered her well rounded hips and half of the thighs of her long slender legs. She was wearing short socks and comfortable looking, well-worn walking shoes. His experience permitted him to guess her age was probably in her early twenties. She was about 5'8" and weighed about 115 to 125. This young woman was pretty in a plain way, not really beautiful and she had a serious look in her eyes, which indicated intelligence and a quick mind.

"You certainly are careful."

"I have to be." Gail answered looking down at the children collected around her. She opened the door wider for the man to walk into her house. Amid the questions the children were asking the detective, she smiled as she half-way listened to her little people discuss if he was with NYPD, did he have a gun, and why didn't he have lights on top of his car.

"Is this just one or two questions or longer?" Gail asked over the next child's voice questioning about why the policeman wasn't wearing a uniform.

"I'd like at least an hour of your time," the detective responded. He looked around the small living room as Gail watched and raised his eyebrows at all the children crowded around them.

Gail lifted her chin, "I'm legal," she nodded toward her framed license for a child care facility she kept on the wall beside the front door. She might have raised her hand to point toward the frame, but children clasped both hands firmly, tugging to get her attention. He turned his head and nodded.

Above the chattering of the children, Gail spoke to the man as he followed her through the house. "It won't get any quieter. You can come back in about an hour or you can wait. It will take less time, if you help."

He raised his voice above an argument over a red or a blue plastic plate Gail was handing out. "Help?"

"It's lunch time, Detective." Gail smiled and laughed lightly. "When they're chewing, they don't talk as much."

Getting all five children sitting down with their color coordinated plates, cups, and forks, and then dishing out small chunks of fruit, cheese, and meat sticks took more time than Carlton could have imagined. Before he realized it, his suit jacket was off and he was showing five pairs of wide eyes a gun hanging from his shoulder holster and talking about gun safety. A few minutes later, he was reviewing a few often repeated phrases from a children's stranger danger video he remembered giving to his sister.

As she worked at getting all the children fed, Gail occasionally glanced at Detective Carlton Conyers to examine him, much as he had done to her when he walked in the front door. He looked taller than the six foot two inch height shown on his identification. Perhaps it was because he seemed to fill so much of the small kitchen with his broad shoulders and muscular build. Yet, he moved with the ease of a man younger than his physical age, which she knew from his identification, was forty-three. His closely cut dark hair was beginning to show a small amount of executive gray at the temples. His dark brown eyes were quick and observant of everything happening around him.

After seeing him bend over to add more fruit to one of the children's plates, Gail turned back to filling a small cup with juice. She was smiling thinking about how his suit pants fit across his tight butt.

Then restroom breaks, washing hands, ten small feet were going down the hall to the middle bedroom. Another fifteen minutes of a short story and the children grew quiet and were soon falling asleep.

When she was back in the kitchen, Carlton had the table cleared and the dishes in the sink. Without showing surprise, Gail commented, "I imagine your wife is a very lucky woman. How many children do you have?"

"I'm not married, Miss Grove. I have a grown niece and a nephew in college. My experience with small children was a long time ago."

"Gail, please," she requested, dispensing with the formality of using her last name.

"Thank you, Gail. Now, can you answer a few questions?"

"Fire away," Gail blushed at the double entendre. "Ah ... yes, I can answer your questions, now. Coffee?" she asked as she pointed at the coffeepot and picked up her cup.

She wasn't surprised that her hands were slightly shaking. The man was crowding her personal space, as if he were doing it intentionally. He stood beside her, his hip nearly touching the counter top beside the coffee maker. When she reached for the coffee pot, he didn't move, not an inch. She barely avoided brushing his arm with the hot pot, and he seemed to know how nervous he was making her.

"Yeah, thanks," he answered easily. "I've already talked to a few of your neighbors." As Gail reached in the cabinet in front of her to remove a second coffee cup, the man's tone of voice did not change when his hand lightly brushed down her upper arm. "You're a very pretty woman."

Gail did not respond to the man's flirting, nor did she turn her head to look at him. Instead, she took her filled cup of coffee to the table and sat down.

Gail nodded when he asked, "Will all of the children go to sleep?" She did not look up when he asked, "How long does their nap usually last?"

"They usually sleep an hour, sometimes a little longer."

"That should give us enough time," Conyers replied moving his head to look down the hall toward the bedrooms.

Unaware that in her nervousness she had crossed one leg over the other and was slowly swinging her foot back and forth, the man moved a little nearer so that her foot brushed the leg of his pants. Tired of the man's flirting, Gail turned her head to look at him, "Detective Conyers, you said you have some questions?"

"Well, I am asking questions," he replied. "You don't like my questions? Darrell Johnson across the street didn't seem to mind my questions." He stood in front of her, his feet at shoulder width. If she looked straight ahead, she would see that he had the beginning of an erection.

Gail looked away from the detective and clenched her jaw, refusing to respond to the man's jibes. Darrell Johnson was not as subtle as Clayton Conyers was. Darrell had offered to fuck her until she screamed. On another occasion, he had promised a pussy licking that would make her eyes roll back in her head. He often sat on his front porch repeatedly running his hand down the back of a calico cat, which sat on his lap. He had told her he would be as gentle with her pussy as he was with his own little pussy cat. At least half of the times she walked out her front door, he was standing on his front porch slowly rubbing his hand up and down the front of his tight bicycle shorts under which he demonstrated his engorged erection, or something he had stuffed down his pants.

"Do my questions bother you, Gail?" Detective Conyers asked as he moved a chair away from the table so he could sit and look at Gail. He made a slow perusal of her, from her slowly swinging leg all the way up to the top of her head as he slowly licked his lips.

Gail sat up straight in her chair, uncrossed her legs, and looked at the man sitting beside her. She'd had enough of his intimidation. "Detective Conyers, you're not going to get anything from me I've already refused to give to Darrell Johnson. If you have specific questions, ask them, or please leave."

Relaxing against the back of his seat, he didn't bat an eye at her comment. Instead, he continued in the same tone of voice, "I need information about the people who live in the house next door."

"I thought that was why you are here. What do you want to know?"

Reaching into the pocket of his suit coat hanging on the back of the chair, Conyers brought out his notebook. He reviewed the number of times in the previous eighteen months when Gail had reported the sounds of a domestic disturbance. He allowed Gail to describe the appearance of the woman on the days following her reports including the two times Gail encouraged the woman to go to the hospital or to see her personal physician.

"What is the first date you can recall that you had not seen Cheryl Ramos?"

"Oh, let me think. I'm not sure I saw her after the last report. She had been over that night. She was limping so badly she could hardly walk. I wanted her to call 9-1-1 for an ambulance, but she didn't want to go to the hospital. I think she stayed over here about an hour and was holding her stomach the whole time. I saw him the next morning, I think, but I don't recall seeing her after that night."

"You said you asked Tony Ramos where Cheryl was."

"Yes, I sort of lied. I told him she left her glasses at my house and I wanted to give them back to her."

"Glasses. Reading glasses?"

"Yes, she wore glasses to read. She bought two or three pair at a time at the drug store and was forever leaving them lying around and then forgetting to take them home with her."

"Did she actually leave her glasses over here that night?"

"Not that night, but I had some she had left on another day. I just used that as an excuse to ask about her."

"Did you always ask about her or see her the day after one of their fights?"

"Usually. I was just letting him know whatever he was doing to her wasn't going unnoticed."

"What did he tell you?"

"Oh, well ... I have to use the words he said, I guess." Conyers nodded and Gail said, "He told me, 'I finally got rid of that lying cunt.' He said some other things, but it came down to a story that she was being unfaithful with his brother and he told her to go to him, or to go live with her sister."

Conyers continued questioning Gail to determine if she knew, or had met Tony's brother, Cheryl's sister, or any other family members or knew where any of them lived.

"I'm sorry, I don't. In fact, I didn't even know she had a sister. She didn't talk about any of her family. We weren't close. I mean we might have a short conversation occasionally, mostly we just nodded, waved, or said hello when we were coming or going and one of us was somewhere we could see the other. Most neighbors are like that, I guess. It's not like when I was a lot younger and played with all the other kids in the neighborhood. Most of those people are gone now, except for Darrell Johnson across the street."

"Oh, you're saying you've lived here a long time?"

"Yes. My Mom and Papa owned this house when I was born. I've lived here all my life."

"And Darrell Johnson?"

"About the same, I guess. As long as I can remember, he's lived across the street."

"You don't like him?"

"I don't really dislike him, I just don't trust him."

"Has he ever done anything to cause you to distrust him?"

"Ha!" Gail exclaimed with sarcasm. "No, I shouldn't say that about him. I'm just not comfortable around him."

"Why?"

Blushing to the roots of her hair, Gail looked down at her fingers intertwined on her lap. "He's ah ... I guess the right word is lewd, or indecent. He has a filthy mouth. He and Cheryl would trade suggestive remarks across the street at each other. Any time they started what Cheryl called 'word fucking' each other, I'd leave the yard and bring the children inside."

"Word fucking?"

"Detective, I really don't want to repeat the things they said to each other."

"Okay, I guess I get the idea. Do you have any reason to believe there was anything other than verbal exchanges between them?"

Gail shook her head, "No, just the words they yelled at each other."

"Anything else you can remember?"

"Not really."

Although Gail did not tell the detective, she was almost glad Cheryl Ramos was gone. The verbal exchanges between the woman and Darrell Johnson were growing so ugly Gail was becoming concerned that the children she cared for might begin to repeat what they heard. It wasn't a daily exchange, yet it had grown more heated and their voices had increased until Gail had gone outside on several occasions to tell them to stop or she would call the police and report them for creating a public disturbance.

After the detective left, Gail rushed through the completion of the denim skirt and called Mrs. Wagner to come by for a hem measurement at her convenience. The woman had a very low hip on one side and wanted her skirt hem to appear to be straight when she stood still. Gail usually managed to adjust the waist of most skirts, but liked to make any additional adjustments before she sewed the hem. It was one of the reasons Mrs. Wagner paid Gail so well to make the clothing she wanted.

By the time the last child left on Friday afternoon, all Gail could think of was a hot shower, an hour to cool down, and chili cheese fries to go with a margarita. Even after telephone calls to a couple of friends, discovering they had other plans for the evening, her interest in the chili cheese fries had not waned. She put on a clean pair of jeans and a plain shirt then left for her favorite restaurant.

Rather than take up booth space in the crowded restaurant, Gail sat at one of the tall tables in the bar and ordered a margarita. When the waitress delivered the frozen drink, Gail asked for a double order of chili cheese fries with melted cheese plus sour cream and sliced jalapeno peppers on the side.

Using one of the four forks sticking out of the side of the serving dish, Gail picked up two long strips of crisply fried potato and allowed the chili to drip off the end, dredged it through the top of the mound of sour cream, then stuck the fork into a slice of pepper. Just as she pulled the slathered potatoes off the fork with her front teeth, a short glass with tinkling ice cubes was placed on the table beside her margarita.

"My God, Gail, what is that?"

Gail looked up to see Detective Carlton Conyers sitting down on the elevated stool beside her. She finished chewing the mouthful, swallowing a little sooner than she should have, and took a sip of her margarita.

"Chili cheese fries are my personal reward for the end of a tough week." She picked up one of the other forks and offered it to Carlton, "Try some."

As they ate, they talked, Carlton teasing Gail about doing everything herself and never asking anyone for help as she described her various jobs. She was a child care provider, seamstress, and part-time tutor for a few students at the nearby high school.

Half an hour later, Carlton was offering to order a second tray of chili cheese fries. Gail declined, but she did hold up her nearly empty glass and admitted that against her better judgment, she would drink a third margarita.

Gail's alcohol induced, slightly loosened tongue, allowed her to say, "I'm enjoying myself. You're not quite the asshole I thought you were."

Carlton laughed, "Yeah, I wasn't very nice to you."

"You tried to intimidate me."

Carlton lowered his voice, perhaps yielding to his own alcohol intake, "You frightened me. I was attracted to you. I didn't deal with that very well."

Without lifting her eyes to his, Gail asked quietly, "You 'were' attracted?"

"Don't go there, Gail. I'm enjoying myself, but I've probably ruined your chances of finding a man tonight, although, I've watched you sending 'Back Off' looks at every man in here. I'm too old for someone as young as you are."

"You're forty-three, that's not old."

He raised his eyebrows at her for remembering information on his identification. "You're right, but you're not even thirty yet. I like you, and yes, I'm attracted, but maybe we should leave it at that."

"Okay," Gail agreed and reached across the table for her purse. Carlton beat her to it, picking up her small handbag and deftly removing her keys from the small clip on the side. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"You've had a little too much to drink. I'm going to see you home." He stood, telling Gail to sit tight for just a minute. He tucked her handbag under his arm and walked across the room to a table where two men sat with a small group of women. The table had been making quite a bit of noise with their laughter, while Gail and Carlton ate and enjoyed their drinks. He tapped one of the men on the shoulder and handed him a key he removed from a key ring he took from his pocket.

When he returned to Gail's table, he helped her stand until she was steady on her feet and walked her to her car then drove to her house.

Once he had her inside her front door, he leaned over to look her in the eyes, "Are you going to be sick?"

"No, I might be a little tipsy, but I'm not that drunk. I'm just tired," she admitted as she leaned against the closet door. "How are you going to get home?"

He patted his shirt pocket, indicating his cell phone, which he had answered several times during the evening. "I'll call a black and white to pick me up."

Carlton put his hand on her shoulder to pull her forward, "Come on, let's get you to bed."

Gail raised her arm and jerked away, "Don't take care of me, Carlton."

"Don't be so damn independent, Gail." Carlton argued.

"Forget it, Carlton. You said to just 'leave it at that, ' so just leave me alone." She pushed against him trying to get away from the look in his eyes.

He tried to put his arms around her to stop her from struggling, at the same time she was pushing against him. "Don't fight me, Gail. Just let me get you to bed."

"I don't need help."

"Dammit!" Carlton exclaimed as he backed her against the wall, lowered his head, and kissed her. She struggled a moment longer then put her arms around his neck and kissed him back. His hand came from behind her back to hold her breast. Her hand moved down to his hip to hold him as he ground his erection against her pelvis. Her hands searched frantically for the buttons down the front of his shirt as his pulled up the front of her shirt and unsnapped the front of her bra.

Carlton's mouth found her breast and her hand moved to the fly of his pants and began to lower the zipper. The sounds they exchanged were groans and simple words, which meant more, right there, yes, or do that again.

"Fuck," Carlton put his hands on her shoulders and stepped back, holding himself away from her. "Go to bed, Gail." Ten seconds later, he was out her front door, telling her to lock up as he pulled his cell phone from his pocket.

Gail had only four children for the week. One of the mothers was on vacation. Wednesday, another mother called to report that her husband had the day off and she would not be bringing her twins that day. It meant there were only two children for the day.

When the doorbell rang, Gail opened her front door to find Detective Carlton Conyers standing on her front porch. Gail unlocked the screen door and took three steps back.

As Carlton opened the door and stepped inside the house, he said, "I have a few more questions, Gail. But first I need to apologize for the other night."

"It's my fault as much as yours. It's not a fair excuse, but I had too much to drink. Thank you for bringing me home."

"You're welcome." He looked around for a moment and asked, "Where's all the kids? I brought them some toy badges." He pulled his hand out of his coat pocket showing her five small plastic police badges.

Gail took the small badges and put them on the table beside the front door as she explained about the missing three and that the other two were taking a long nap. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Sure," he agreed and followed her into the kitchen. "Have you heard from Cheryl Ramos?"

"No," Gail answered as she poured their coffee. "I haven't talked to Tony to ask how she is. He's been getting home after I go to bed at night and he leaves the next day after the children arrive."

"I stopped there first, but he isn't home. His telephone's disconnected. Has he moved out?"

Gail shrugged her shoulders as she placed a cup of coffee in front of Carlton and sat down at the table. "I think the electricity is off, too."

"Gail, will you go to dinner with me Friday night?"

"Why?"

"I'd like to take you to dinner."

"That's not what you said the other night."

"I know. I'd still like to spend some time with you."

"Carlton ... you said..."

"Dammit, don't make this so damn hard. So I was wrong. Okay? I want to see you. I can't say it any plainer than that."

Gail looked up, a soft smile slowly spreading across her face, "Carlton, I'd love to go to dinner with you Friday night."

Carlton nodded, "Why is every conversation I have with you a battle?"

Gail lifted one shoulder and then let it fall, "I guess because I don't want to let you intimidate me."

"I don't do that." His denial was a little too quickly spoken. Finally, he admitted, "I don't like how I feel around you."

Gail didn't say anything. He seemed to think for a minute. He cocked his head to one side as he looked at her. He finally said, "Vulnerable, I guess. It's not something I'm accustomed to feeling. I'm a big bad ass cop. People are supposed to be afraid of me. They're supposed to cower and answer my questions. You don't do that. It's like you know where my soft spot is and your hand is around it ready to squeeze it at a moment's notice."

He watched as Gail stood. He seemed a little cautious, uncertain what she was going to do. Gail took one step and then another as she moved between his knees. He looked up at her, his face showing uncertainty as she put her hands on his cheeks and raised his face. Then she leaned forward and kissed him. He was so surprised he didn't move. He simply enjoyed her kiss. Gail took a step back and asked, "What time will you pick me up?"

"Is seven o'clock okay?" he asked as he stood and started to put his arms around her.

"Seven o'clock is just right." Gail answered as she held him away with one hand against his chest. "I'll even wear a dress."

"I look forward to seeing that," Carlton mumbled as he turned and walked to her front door, followed by Gail's chuckle.

"I'll be gentle, Carlton. I promise," she called out to him as he opened her front door.

"What the hell am I getting myself into?" Carlton asked as he closed the door behind him, letting the screen door slam as he walked down the sidewalk to his car.

"Oh God," Carlton breathed when Gail opened her front door. "You're beautiful," he added as he stepped inside. "Can I kiss you?" he pleaded as she stepped back into her living room and shook her head.

"You're going to make me wait, aren't you?"

Gail held up her forefinger and stepped toward him for the one kiss she would allow. Carlton made her capitulation worth it. He gathered her into his arms and kissed her slowly, sliding his lips across hers and returning to brush his tongue across her lower lip until she parted her lips to give him access to taste her.

When he lifted his head, his eyes were slightly glazed and he didn't want to stop looking at her. "That has to last me until I can get you back here, doesn't it?"

Gail nodded and grinned, then lifted her hand to his cheek and used her thumb to brush across his lips.

"Lipstick."

"You could have left it there."

Gail's voice trembled. "A big bad ass cop shouldn't be seen in public with lipstick on his mouth."

As he drove toward the restaurant, and throughout dinner, he responded to Gail's questions and discovered the few details he shared about the dirtier parts of his job did not bother her. He would say something, almost as if he was talking to one of his fellow officers, not watching his words, and when he realized what he had told her, he held his breath. She nodded or asked him a question so she could understand what he was telling her.

She may not have witnessed much of the seamier side of life, but she knew it existed and was not surprised about some of the things he told her. Instead of holding everything in, as he normally would have done with a woman he did not know well, he was soon talking to her and sharing some of his emotions. She laughed about some of the details of his investigations that were funny. She commiserated with him about some sad events and shuddered at the few gory details he barely mentioned. Yet, she did not ask him to withhold anything he wanted to share with her.

Alternately, they both laughed at the antics she described that typical four year olds performed. The things they said with such innocence and the things they did kept Carlton entertained until he had finished his steak. He discovered she had a friend who kept three-year-olds and how they had formed a sort of graduation process from one caregiver to another with a third young woman who liked to keep one and two-year-olds.

They learned a little about each other's personal history. He had been married for a few years when he was much younger but admitted it was not much more than a fuck fest for him and uniform worship for her. Neither of them had been faithful to their marriage. He'd had one long term affair with a woman almost his own age and casually mentioned he was faithful for the duration of their affair, but her fear for his safety would not allow her to commit to a permanent relationship. She married a real estate broker about a year after they broke up.

Gail reluctantly admitted she had never had a serious boyfriend. Eventually she told Carlton that she could count her previous sexual partners on the fingers of one hand.

"Good Lord, Gail, you're almost a virgin," Carlton offered quietly.

"Not hardly and it wasn't a very nice 'taking' if you understand my meaning," she admitted. "I thought it was more important than he seemed to, and then I discovered I didn't like him very much. Maybe I'm too particular, but I also didn't have a lot of opportunity. My parents were actually my grandparents and restrictive about my comings and goings. My birth mother was their only child. She died in childbirth, but the woman I called Mom never let me feel bad about it. It was God's will that gave her a daughter to replace the one she had to give back to God. My birth father was never around. I know who he is, but I've never needed him. He remarried less than a year after I was born. I had my grandfather for a Papa."

On the way back to Gail's house, Carlton's cell phone rang. He apologized as he answered, but said he would explain. He was still talking when they walked into her house. Instead of drinking a cup of coffee after their dinner, Gail had volunteered to make them a fresh pot when they returned to her house.

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This story is a collaboration with Alphamagus who, being the gentleman that he is, said I should submit it. He deserves much more than half of the credit for this. Antipasto platter for two $21 Seafood risotto $24 Osso bucco $28 2 bottles of Sardinian Vermentino $42 each One shared dessert with two espressos $16 Birthday at an Italian restaurant Priceless Juliana and Robert had eaten at this restaurant many times before, but it was always special. The chef was a local woman – not of...

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Sisters Wet PantiesChapter 5

"You little bitch!" Nick yelled with a laugh as he pulled his mouth away from Kay, who had just bitten the tip of his tongue. "That's just what I feel like today, Nick, a bitch--a bitch in heat. Wanna do something about it?" the young girl asked wantonly. "Sure. You're a bitch all right, my little bitch," the boy grinned, reaching out and pulling his sister against him once again. The two teenagers kissed each other long and hard. This time, Kay didn't bite her brother's tongue....

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Catching Up

I arrived at B Wub's and looked around the parking lot. When she got out of her car, she was easy enough to spot. Jess, my old friend who I loved like a sister. And the sexiest woman I knew. And that outfit! I never know how she'll be dressed but it was never anything "normal". She wore a black leather jacket with metal spikes on it, a black leather corset that showed a lot of cleavage, a black skirt, fishnet stockings, and black leather boots. Her long red hair was in pigtails. Her makeup...

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Fucking next door

This guy moved next door to me and my girlfriend. He's average height with curly black hair and a full beard. He speaks to me but never my girlfriend when we see him. The other day I could hear him having sex with a young lady that screamed and screamed until he was finished. I was home alone so I sat there enjoying what he was doing to her. Then it started again about a half hour later. Maybe he was hitting the right spot inside her. Or maybe his dick is huge and it feels amazing to...

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Punished For Spying

Dale was remembering the time, six years ago, when she was first spanked. She was now sixty-six-years-old and she had enjoyed building up relationships where she was the submissive and was spanked and caned. How it started was always a happy memory, although very awkward at the time.It was six years ago that Dale Brown opened the door to her house and stepped back to allow Emma Hogan and Amy Johnson to come in.Dale was sixty-years-old and a schoolmistress at the local sixth form college. Both...

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Wife Lets Husband Fuck His Sister

You must read my third part of the same story under different title as “Brother Sister Wife Honeymoon” This story is again dedicated to my fan Priyanka who loves to read my stories and gives sexy comments. Hope to recieve your comments on the site and on my email . Finally Shobha lifted her mouth from her pussy. They lay on her bed naked. Maya stirred when Shobha once again kissed her throat. “Oh, it was so thrilling!” Shobha muttered. Maya looked at her brother’s wife who laughed and said...

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Fuck Her harder

The last time my mom came to pick up my little sister, my little sister insulted my step mom and my real mommy laughed. I didn’t think much of it. At the ensuing family function, my step mom apparently made my real mommy and my sister drinks to loosen them up. My step mother then proceeded to explain to my mom and sister, with help from my father, that she’d push to take away mommy’s visitation rights, unless she agreed to let herself get humiliated like the way they humiliated her a few...

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Flashing My Son

I learned that my son's friends fancied me, and when I got home from work they always enjoyed eyeing me up. I usually wore skirts or dresses to work and always wore hosiery. Most often wore tights. My favorite was sheer energy, sheer to waist in American tan or nude. The skirts I wore were not very short, usually just to the top of my knees. When I sat, they would slide up a few inches. I had known for quite a while that men enjoyed seeing sheer covered legs, and I did not mind them looking.I...

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GREAT GANG BANG WITH BLACKS

Hi people. This is Riya from India. I am a regular reader of stories on this site. So i decided to post my own real story. I am 20 years old, graduate, 5’10” tall, 36-22-36 figure, very light weight, very fair, medium length black hair and blue eyes. This event occured when I was on a tour to USA few months back along with my few friends. At that time I was virgin. It was monday when we reached USA. we spend the whole day taking rest after a long journey. we spent few days visiting tourist...

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Home Remedy Daddys Cock

Mom welcomes her daughter, “Pammy, baby, come on in. I’ve got your coat. Daddy, Pammy’s home! Let’s go into the kitchen. Dad made some decaf for you.” Mom and Pammy take chairs from the table. Dad turns from the stove, “Hi, Pammy Honey, what’s happened? Here’s some decaf.” Dad pours and Mom follows with the cream. Pammy is 5’3” at 120 lbs with short blonde hair and a 36 C chest. Her red lipstick is applied to lips which look as if they had silicone ejections but they are natural. ...

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Dinner at moms

We had just got back from holiday a week before and mom had invited us round for dinner, Elaine wasn't feeling too good so i went alone to see mom Tina. I had told mom the night before that Elaine wasn't coming so she wasn't surprised when I turned up with just a bottle of wine for the two of us. When we was on holiday mom promised an all day fucking session and I think today was that day . I let myself in Moms house, she was upstairs getting changed, so I went to have a sneak peak. She had...

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The Light Behind The WorldChapter 12 Immersion

Gold has a curious power. It strikes the strongest men. Men who would be considered sober, sensible and wise in all other regards. In Romeo and Juliet, which is, in part at least, about humans failing nobly, Shakespeare described it as 'Saint-seducing gold'. Recognizing the fact that gold fever can strike the noblest heart and the purest soul. Surely we were not immune. Ginny and I had spent idle hours during rock hunting trips discussing what we would do with our fortunes when we found...

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Prison Sex

Note : This story is completely fictional! It was close to midnight and the women’s prison was already dark. Most of the prisoners were asleep except one. Diana was lying on her bunk staring at her new inmate, a curvy, petite, brunette named Julia. Diana sat on her bed. She had ripped her sleeves off her top earlier making a knot by her bellybutton to accentuate her breasts. She wanted to fuck Julie badly. She jumped off her bunk and grabbed Julie by her hair. “Wake up, whore!” Diana whispered....

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Sophies A Sweetie

Sophie's a Sweetie Oh wow. Everything felt weird. What the hell happened last night? The last thing I remember was talking to my girlfriend, Sally. She had asked me if I would help her with a birthday present for her niece, which I thought was a really odd request, but I thought if I agreed, I stood a better chance of getting sex with her. After that I didn't remember anything. I opened my eyes. I was laid on a bed in a small room, with no doors or windows and everything was...

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White Extinction InfiltrationChapter 2

African Anthropology, African Studies, and Black Philosophy had become some of the most common degrees for white females by 2018. The wave of multiculturalism led to many of them instinctively allying themselves with the progressive politics of the time favoring disenfranchised minorities. White guilt swept over them getting them in the door as they opened their minds and ideas to increasingly more extreme philosophies. White people brought slavery. White people brought colonialism. White...

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myself and 2 very naughty pensioners

This isn't to everybodys liking, but read on if you like older/younger fun... Started about 3 months ago when received an Email from a very nice lady in Sunderland (xhamster user. Pm me for details). At first we were just flirting and sending naughty messages to make the working days bearable. Once we started talking on Skype she realised what a dirty little guy I actually am and she loved me trying to shock her with the dirty things I'd like to do with her. Anyway, as it turned out we were...

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The StormChapter 18

For the balance of the day, Jennifer and I just walked about and looked at some of the sights that Seattle has to offer. After a trip to the Space Needle, Jennifer whispered that she wanted to go back to our rooms. I didn’t need to be told what for. Back in our room, Jennifer pulled back the covers on the bed, stripped off her clothes and climbed into the bed. I followed and for the next hour or so we just lay there as lovers, gently touching and arousing one another until finally, Jennifer...

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Summer School Part 4

They met early the next morning. Despite the visibility to their neighbor’s homes, they shared a quick kiss. Both of them were filled with excitement over what they were about to do together. They were also each a bit worried. They were nervous that one or the other might want to back out. When they got to the library, it was empty except for a couple of older people reading magazines and newspapers at the front. They slowly walked up and down the aisles pretending to look at books until...

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A Nerds First Time

There first born was a girl, April. April was a perfect baby. She was in tumbling, ballet and eventually grew up into a beautiful woman. Two years later, Mom became pregnant again. Mom and Dad hoped that this child would be the boy to carry on the family name, unfortunately it was another girl, Beth. Then there was Charolette. In one last ditch effort, Mom and Dad tried again. Mom and Dad were ecstatic to find out early in the pregnancy that they were going to have twins. They were...

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College Girl Devoured 8211 Part 3

A group of three college boys were approaching. I turned my back on them and started looking outside a window to stop them from seeing my boobs through the now transperant white crop top. Rushabh had thrown it into water while he took me in the ladies washroom and now my boobs were clearly visible. The guys stopped near me and asked what I was doing here. This was a boys college. Without turning I answered that I was waiting for someone. The boys told me that they ll have to call security, if I...

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Changing Room

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Hot blonde Nancy

Hello readers,Rajeev is back with his true incidence happened 03 years ago. I was just 20 as my hot mom Nancy is in her last thirties,looking gorgeous in her modern outfit or traditional dress. Her physical measurement is of 34-26-36 and her lovely face as well as white complexion makes her sexy. My penis get erected as she walks fast and her ass swings faster. I have seen my hot mom with a younger guy Dev of my neighbour hood and I am eyeing her round water melons making her chest attractive...

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Kate and I Ch 1618

16. Over the next couple weeks, Kate and I were getting back into our groove as we were on the 3rd floor. We were spending most of our time together. When we weren’t sleeping, we were in the office together. I would tell her to go home, but she wouldn’t, she said that her job was to important. During this time, my head was buried in contracts, or on the phone with with customers or the Asheville office. The Asheville office wasn’t really that big, while with only 10 or so employees. The place...

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The Train a Summer Camp Story

Paul and Kendall had arrived to the wedding rehearsal at the last minute and were rushed into place before getting to meet everyone. Paul was scanning the rest of the people at the rehearsal wondering about the weekend. That could be taken care of after the rehearsal was completed. On cue, Susan stood gracefully, as the de facto mother of the bride, the congregation would rise when she stood in her place, so the organist began the wedding march, and Stacy emerged on Gunny’s arm. Gunny’s lady...

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Arsch Events Chapter 1

After a long day at work, I'm sitting wearily in front of my computer. I need relaxation, the thought of spanking relaxes and excites me. I start to click through various websites. At some point, I discover a German event site called Arsch Events, doesn’t sound original, rather cheap and vulgar. Nevertheless, I look at what there are for events, after all, I don't want to attend an event, just browse a bit. The following events are listed:Spanking School Spanking Court Spanking...

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08 TogetherChapter 97

Present – Jens, Ben and others – The trip I can’t believe Ben! He really – well I’m not going to describe what he did to me, you will have to use your imagination - but it was fantastic! I walk out into the main area and demand, “I would like one of my manipeds now.” Once again Mira and Ira combine their answers, with Mira starting, “Sorry Ms. Blaine, but this...” Ira finishes, “ ... is still our reading time. Besides, why would we give the manicure and pedicure to you when it was Mr....

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Confessions of a Guidance Counsellor

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My Wife turned into a BBC Prostitute 4th part of

It’s now been six months since we first met Jamal and my wife received the fuck of her life from his huge BBC. Since that time Jamal has taken control of her pussy and she will do anything he wants as long as he fucks her. When she fucks his nigger cock she becomes so entranced she loses herself in the pleasure and it is all she can focus on. She continues to take multiple two hour trips a week to see him and get fucked by his nigger cock. She has even fucked a few of his friends because he...

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Difficult Choice The End Result

This can be posted anywhere Heather permits the 1st part to be posted. No pay sites without permission though. And comments are welcome. Difficult Choice: The End Result By Caleb Jones An alternate ending after "The Difficult Choice" by Heather St. Claire Tim turned off the computer. It took everything he had to resist but getting the perfect life at the expense of another was just plain wrong. The Devil, Mindy or whoever that was would have to find another soul to steal. He...

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Always Bet on Black to Win Blacken

My name is Eddie and something has happened in my life recently that I have to write about. Let me tell you about my situation. I am a 32 year old white male, who is married to a very sexy woman, named Liz. Liz, who is 28 years old, and I have been married for five years. We met when we were teenagers and dated on and off, until our marriage. Liz is easily the most attractive woman I've ever been with and I love her very much.Liz has always been my dream girl. My wife has long brunette hair,...

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Mandy3

A few days later, I guess I was horny or something, I found her number in the book; women used to list their numbers in the book, and she even listed her first name, not just initials. I got the impression she wanted people to be able to find her. We struck a conversation on the phone and I invited her over for a little wine. After some wine and some conversation, we started kissing, heavy kissing, french kissing; and oh yeah, I forgot to mention something: Mandy had a set of tits. She...

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Ever put your Cock between Vibrating Cheeks

Thanks to my husbands disposition, of preferring to 'Jack-off' and let other men have the 'Servicing rights', to my demanding sexual needs, I have the wonderful sense of stability in the home, and the devious cold-blooded desire for men, to play with, perhaps that what makes me rise in a 'Wettish Mood' in the mornings, opening my curtains as naked as the day I was born, pressing my hard nipples against the cold glass, stroking my bared pubic bone, keeping its' schoolgirlish charm, tight-ish...

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Turned out by teen BBC

I met Dontay and Andy when I was 16 years old. My father sent me to live with my mother after I he had caught me making out with our the family dog,I was so horny he walked in as I lay on my back on the bed jerking off with my legs in the air and Milly the Schnauzer licking my asshole. How embarrassing, he still looks at me as some kind of freak. My mom lived with a black man named Tony and his two sons who were 15 and 17. It was the first time that I had ever had any real encounters with...

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Chapter 2 What A Pleasant Surprise

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Adventures of a Greenie Green Marine Vol 3Chapter 1 SolHub

Sol Hub positioned right at the edge of the so-called heliopause. Almost exactly one lightyear from the actual star at the center of this system. As star systems went, this one was without question one of the most important. While every rock and floating pebble big enough to put a boot on was occupied or utilized. It was all about the third planet; by all accounts, he heard, one of the most beautiful and perfect garden worlds in existence, with a rich diversity of climates and life forms....

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Riding with Jim

Today is a day like any other I thought to myself as I got on the train to head back home from a long day at school. I went to college in the city and commuted to and from my apartment everyday. Because I had such a long commute, I took one of the trains that travels further out of the city then normal. I was just about to start reading my book when Jim, the man who comes around and punches everyones tickets walked by, smiled and winked at me like he always did. I knew he found me attractive,...

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Twins Initiation

Madison and Kimberly lay tangled together on Madison's bed with a plump thigh between each other's legs and their pelvises moving in a good imitation of coital exercise, humping steadily and grinding away, clitorises throbbing, mouths grunting and groaning, saliva drooling, eyes closed, minds busy, getting closer and closer to their mutual goal, to shattering and fulfilling orgasms. They had done this before. Many times. They both were hot and wet and moaning into each other's mouth, their...

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Mias Welt 02

Das schlechte Gewissen Nachdem ich mich übergeben hatte ging es mir kaum besser , aber immerhin konnte ich wieder denken . Auch wenn es schlimm gewesen war , ich hatte es überstanden . Ich band mein langes Haar zum Pferdeschwanz zusammen . so fielen die verräterischen und schmierigen Flecken nicht so auf . Ich schaffte es nach Hause zu kommen , egal wie wacklig meine Beine waren . Zum Glück war Benny noch arbeiten . Als erstes trank ich zwei schnelle Wodka . Sie beruhigten meine Nerven etwas ....

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Lexis Strange First time

I just turned 18 yesterday, when me, plus my best friend Tamara, made a pack to get laid before the night was up. I was at the Cafe with Tamara when I went into deep thought on what it'd be like; the heat, passion and lust filled my head and I just knew I was getting wet..."And, so that's why I'm not gonna live with my brother...Lexi!" Tamara Screamed. Her scream snapped me back into reality and made me blush slightly. "Yes?" I mumbled softly looking confused. I had no idea that my thoughts...

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ingrid 1

Chapter 1My field of view was dominated by a cock. It was a quite magnificent one, of a size that would fill me to my limit. I'd been in a bit of dry spell in terms of lovers and hadn't seen a real penis in ages. The skin on the head was stretched tightly at the end of an erection. Veins stood out along the pink skin of the shaft. The whole penis wavered slightly in front of my face as if probing for my mouth. I wanted to reach up, wrap my hand around the thick rod and stroke it gently while...

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Dumb and Full of Cum

Amanda was 18 years old. Big dicks hurt her, and she did not really enjoy sex. She has been partying all night with three of her 'friends'. It is now 2 am. Amanda is wearing a tight black shirt, and a black mini shirt. Under the skirt she has a black thong, she has high black sandles on showing of her long legs. Her blonde hair is in curls at her shoulder. The Four girls are on the sub way and Amanda is passed out her friends get off at there stop. Now the train is completely empty. At the...

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Ethan and Marie

We didn't marry young like so many of our friends had; we were both twenty-five. We did well too, I worked an hourly blue collar job; made good money. She was little miss stay at homemaker. I'd thought we did good. Fifteen years worth of "I'd thought." Well, I'd thought wrong. My wife not only didn't love me, as I discovered; she'd actually held me in contempt, had for a long time, I guess. Worse, she still does; though now "I'm" in the driver's seat. Hell, looking back, maybe I...

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Blacked Eliza Ibarra Girls Weekend

It’s been a while since Eliza spent some time with her older sister. Ever since she got married and had a family, she doesn’t have a lot of free time, but with her husband and son away for the weekend they are catching up on some sister time – although Eliza has seen something she can’t get out of her head. Her sister is having way too much fun with her driver. When her sister goes out to run some errands she is left alone with Jason on hand for anything she needs...

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The Guitar Player Gets A Personal Lesson

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Mamy sathe akhii raat maja kari

MAMY SATHE AKHII RAAT MAJA KARI By –Ali Hello dosto kem cho badha, hu iss reader no bahu moto fen chu. Ane akho divas khali sexy story j vachya karu chu.hu ek private company ma noukari karu chu jya akho divas internate upar besvanu hoy che,tya akho divas hu blu film joya karu ane sex story vachya karu. Have tamaro vadhu samay n bagadta hu sedho story upar avu chu mara mama na lagna thaye 2 year thaya mara mamy ek dam sunder ane ek dam bhura bhura che tena chahera ma etlu tej che ke te koina...

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Work In ProgressPart 6

Thoughts tumble through her mind. "Am I supposed to cry out? Am I supposed to beg to stop? Why am I having to go through this? Does Stephen still love me? Did he love me at all? Why cant I--" Seth was jerking her up by her collar. Her knees were still weak. She barely had time to compose herself, to calm herself down. Seth took her collar off, tossing it aside. He pushed her to her knees, pushing her face down. He pulled her hair up, clasping a posture collar around her neck. With this...

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The Mystery of The Abandoned Manor

Alisha listened intently as her grandmother related the old legend that linked her family and Pierre de la Rochelle. No matter how many times this story had been told to her, she never got tired of it. Each time she would visit the elderly woman, the latter would talk about her ancestors and the once prestigious lord of French origin, Pierre de la Rochelle. “He was successful, envied by the men and wanted by the women. His manor was beautiful and well maintained by his servants. He could have...

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Alex Finds Me Bound and Blindfolded

I like being tied up in speedos, I like tying other people up in speedos. I think this comes from some of my very first sexual experiences where a friend and I would get horny, watch porn together and fool around (summer in Australia and of course we would end up wearing only our speedos). We both put our cocks in each other mouth, I’m not entirely sure why but we would sit on a chair, tie our hands behind our backs, turn off the lights… maybe we though it wasn’t as gay that way – hahaha. We...

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Inadvertently Becoming A Cocksucker

Have you ever wondered how a man can accidentally become a cocksucker? By that, you should not include an experience where a man and a friend sat at home on a Friday night, drinking beer, watching porn and going down on each other. Although, that is how it started out. The story you are about to read is my true experience.A few years ago, my friend and his wife would come to my family's home on Friday nights. We usually ordered pizza, barbecued something, or just cooked whatever we wanted at...

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Glamour Shots Chapter 36

Seeing the photo of Derek with my wife, his extremely erect cock against her skin, had sparked a white-hot flare of combined jealousy and anger almost instantaneously. Now I was struggling to control it, struggling to apply reason and logic and not do something in a fit of rage, something that would be very uncharacteristic of me. Marci sensed my anger and had the wisdom to say nothing as I drove us out of the parking lot, my fingers aching and my knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel...

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