Hellcat
- 3 years ago
- 25
- 0
I had been playing with my young niece for some time now, she had always been reluctant to my advances, being a good little Catholic girl and very virginal, first I would pull her into my lap and hug her, letting her go as she started to struggle, then I held longer squeezing her more tightly. Before letting her go. Then I tried kissing her, she resisted, turning away, and only offering me her cheek to kiss, if she would let me kiss her at all. Then I started being a bit more demanding, and she would kiss me on the lips, but only in the briefest way possible. I accepted this for a while letting her think I was being appeased. But what I was really doing was softening her defenses for my true attack. I knew she would never give in willingly, but I also knew she would be willing to concede to me in small steps at a time, as long as she felt it would mollify me.
I let this go, and bided my time for weeks, softening her up, getting her used to it, till I thought it had gone on long enough, then when we were alone, and I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed, I pounced. At first she thought I was just playing one of my many games with her, but then she conceded that I wasn’t going to be mollified with a simple peck on the lips. As I forced my lips against hers, and my tongue flicked against her lips seeking entrance. She may have felt it was time to make another small concession, and allow it, but she still didn’t willingly let me French kiss her. I smiled evilly she wouldn’t be escaping this time with her feeble efforts.
She was alone with him when he started playing his games with her, they had been alone before and he had never gone too far, always stopping when she asked him to.
But this time when they were alone again, it was different, he was being far more aggressive, she couldn’t seem to fight him off, so she tried to let herself accept it, she let him kiss her, and even tried to make it look like it was ok with her, but it soon became apparent to her he wasn’t going to stop with a stolen kiss or two. His hand went up to her breast, something he had fleetingly done in the past but hadn’t pressed on with it when she would stop him by brushing his hand away. This time she was unable to stop him by brushing away his hands, and he squeezed, and pinch them with no signs of letting up. He was being cruel for the first time that she had known him.
She started to panic as she was alone with him, and there was no one to stop him. She started to struggle for real, but while before he had seemed weak, his grip now had the strength of iron. Now she was truly terrified, as he started to unbutton her blouse, this was more than he had ever tried before. He was still trying to kiss her, but as she turned away trying to put distance between them, he started kissing, and biting her exposed neck, it was hurting, and she couldn’t get him to stop. He wasn’t teasing her this time, she thought she knew what he wanted, and had teased her about it for months, always stopping well short of actually doing anything. He wanted to kiss her, and for her to kiss him back. What he was doing to her neck brought on a burning shame, she felt for sure he would be leaving embarrassing marks that her mother would be sure to ask her about.
She was a good girl after all, and for all his past teasing, she knew that he knew it. But this time was different, not only were they alone, she knew no one would be there for some time, there would be no eyes watching, and no one to come to her rescue.
She had first thought it would be safe to be alone with him, after all he didn’t always played his games with her. Now he was ... no he couldn’t be, No, she thought to herself again, confused, he would stop, he was still just teasing her, playing with her as he always had, but in a more aggressive manor, maybe if she conceded just a little bit more he would stop with being satisfied with her kisses, she didn’t fight so hard hoping he would stop as soon as he got what he wanted. Her blouse now fully unbuttoned and pushed aside, he was now working on her bra. No, she screamed to herself not that, but if she allowed just a little more he had to stop, he always had before. But this was far more than she was willing to go.
His kisses were hard, and demanding, he had moved back from her neck to her lips, his tongue had invaded her mouth most cruelly, and her heart was pounding. She didn’t want to be doing this. Then as she felt the cold of her exposed breasts, his lips moved from hers to them, covering them with sloppy wet kisses, then finding one of her nipples, he lacked on, and sucked in hard, tonguing, and then nipping at it with his teeth. Her body was burning with shame. He couldn’t continue this she thought to herself he had to stop. She was a virgin, she would tell him so, he would stop then she was sure. She was a good girl She kept telling herself.
She tried to get the words out, it seemed as soon as she was about too he would bite down on her nipple drawing out a moan, not the words she was trying to speak. She realized one of his hands was pushing up under the hem of her skirt, and into her underwear. No please not there, he has to stop, couldn’t he feel the burning heat of her shame?
"Aren't the movers going to do that?" I asked. "Yes. So get your tree and the two boxes that you have left for your room." I looked at the neighborhood as the autumn breeze caressed through my hair and along my cheek. Such a nice place. It smelled like autumn. Every house was different. There were kids playing across the street in front of a gingerbread house. The mother was out front tending to her flower garden outside their front window. A couple two houses over from them were staring...
Tears ran down her face, smudging her mascara. She didn’t give a damn. Her face radiated shock, dismay, and fury. ‘Wha-What?’ She choked on the words. The puppy he had just given her as a graduation present wriggled in her arms, her paws huge and black and desperately trying to win the war against the slippery sleeve she was tugging on with a vengeance. Philip Masons sighed and raked his hand through unkempt hair. Emotions he didn’t dare dwell upon settled uneasily in his stomach. He had to...
Gods, there was nothing soft about this world, least of all the ground. When John came to, his whole body ached. His jaw felt off center and there was blood matted to the side of his head. What'd happened? He closed his eyes- they weren't doing him much good at the moment anyways -and tried to remember. He'd opened the puzzle box. Why? That was between him and his own soul, and right now his soul wasn't giving it up. All he could rember was the chains, lots of chains, and hooks ripping at his...
Non-EroticThis is the third story in what I have started to think of as my Legacy Universe, taking place after the Miracle Legacy and A Change of Heart. I'm afraid that it didn't turn out quite as well as the previous ones in this universe, but I hope you enjoy it. Hardshell By Morpheus The sides of the road shot by me a thousand miles an hour, the trees vanishing before I even had a chance make out any details. I could feel the engine of my motorcycle roaring between my legs,...
He must have labored for hours on her image, using his "PC Paint Store" graphics editing software. Had he done enough to make her unrecognizable? He started with an original photo of her body, digitally stripped off her clothing until she was naked, digitally painted bare breasts and luscious nipples where once there was a blouse, then experimented over and over with various shades and hues. The end result was a digital "oil painting" of an erotically beautiful young woman in a midnight...
Adam was in love. It was a storybook romance, or just about as near to one as you were likely to find in the real world. He and Brook had met in Intro to Economics, been instantly charmed by each other, and bonded further over coffee, then bowling, then a fancy dinner, and then ridiculously incredible sex back at her dorm room. Three years after that, he had popped the question on a cloudless night, and she had eagerly said yes. Their friends attributed an almost supernatural power to Adam and...
So, what is it about the hentai on this website that makes it "hentai from hell" exactly? I don't see any hellish ghosts on the page haunting it and terrorizing the cute babes that can be seen here. In fact, I do see a few, but those aren't anomalous, the animators put them in the purposely. All kinds of demons are found in here, damn. Some are tall, some are short, but they all have massive dicks that are just too much to take for these typically submissive girls.Do all men really want to...
Hentai Porn SitesShelly was at least half my age, but it did not matter to me when I saw her sweet apple ass wiggle, I felt a familiar stirring, and she carried a majestic rack up front that made me want to unbutton the men’s shirt she wore. Every time she walked by me I sucked quick my breath, I wanted to grab her butt or embrace her. Her mouth had the perfect, huge pout that I wanted to lick so bad and it made me think that she might have had thick sweet pussy lips as well. Her body was nothing but feminine,...
It was dark. It was raining. I was tired. I was also nervous. I considered calling the whole thing off, but it was too late now. She was waiting. I peered through the rain spattered windshield, between the squeaking wipers in a vain attempt to make out the names written on the overhead street signs. ‘I really should get some glasses,’ I muttered to myself as my eyes squinted to see through the driving rain. This was the first time I would be meeting a girl off the internet. And although...
I was sitting at the dinner table when it first hit me. My two daughters were telling me that they had both been selected to attend a weekend band camp in the Poconos. They would leave next Friday afternoon and return Sunday evening. Suddenly, my pork chop lost its flavor. It was Monday and I had a really bad feeling I would be going to Cleveland next weekend. It was a tremendous shock, yet I felt calm and rational. Had I been blind? Had I missed the signs? Had there even been any signs? Was I...
Michelle had been working part time at the gym for the past six months and had recently been given the responsibility of locking up in the evenings. She enjoyed working there, since it gave her the opportunity to use the gym equipment. Tonight was a typical night as she had just changed into her street clothes was now making her rounds making sure everything was in order. She locked the front door, then checked that all the machines were turned off and that everyone was gone before...
I thought I would never see her again. Actually I hoped I would never see her again but there she was, standing in a crowd of about 100 people for an accountants’ convention. Even though she had her back to me, there was no doubt in my mind that it was her. She was dressed to the ninth, in a knee-long, sleeveless and open-back black dress, her full dark brown hair cascading off her shoulders, her feet clad in some 3-cm high stiletto heeled pumps. She was in deep conversation with a group of two...
Introduction: Michelle was 21, and I was 18 at the time. She lived across the hall from me in the dorms. Michelle was the most beautiful girl I had seen. She was a brunette with curly hair who wore glasses, my two favorite physical traits in a girl. And she had a supple pair of breasts that made my crotch tingle every time I saw them. Im not a pervert, but you cant resist biological urges. I never imagined myself having sex with Michelle. I just really wanted to be with her. I had never met...
Prologue: "Michelle? Did you lose a bet or something sweetie?" "Very funny, Jen. No, I have to stop at Uncle Randy's and pick up the suitcases Mom lent him. He won't even open the door for me unless I'm dressed the way god intended. I've got too much going on today to put up with that shit." "Sorry, as they say, you can't pick your relatives." "Yeah, I certainly wouldn't have picked him. Anyway, I've got the nail dryers we borrowed. Thank you so much, that wedding party nearly...
She felt it like she always did. His large head stretching her open as it drove into her body. She loved that feeling, being opened up and the long shaft of his cock right up inside her. His muscular body on hers soft one, his chest pressing hard against her tits. His tongue in her mouth. It would soon be by her ear and she would hear his heavy breathing as he pumped in and out of her. His hands round and under her, gripping her buttocks. Her hands gripping his and her legs curled...
Michellethis story is about me and michelle"Michelle and I met in college. We both are pursuing a career in the theatre and production departments. She is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. Soon she and I became great friends. Her parents and mine were almost neighbours, so whenever we were at home, we used to have these s1eep over’s. She moved in six months back. I am friends with her for at least four months I think. She is 5'8", blonde hair, 32C athletic frame and very, very...
Michelle und myself were working for the same company. We knew each other from college but had lost contact afterwards and now met again recently. She was nice but never really my kind of girl. I knew her as a friendly but very restrained, almost shy woman. She was slim, almost too slim, her most remarkable outer feature were the big blue eyes that seemed to watch you expectantly whenever you talked to her. Right after college she got married and now shortly after the birth of her first child...
Michelle Most of this story is true with a little bit of fantasizing. Guess I am a wannabe sissy and only just a CD. God I feel good! I'm stepping out of the house as Michelle. I don't get to do that very often as my wife isn't to keen on me being out in public. Today I have an appointment with my therapist and it gives me the opportunity to be me. It feels so wonderful walking out of the house with the sound of my high heels on the pavement, my skirt sliding over my nylons, my...
I was on my lunch,just going to sit down when i slip spilling my oj over this slim blond,iam so sorry i say come back to my office and i will clean you its only next door,ok the blond says whats yr name i ask its shell mine is sarah i say.Every body is out on lunch so its just 2,take yr trousers off and i will sponge them down shell takes them of.Wow she has a tight cameltoe it makes me wet and horny,shell looks at me and says do want me as she puts her fingers down her g string and starts...
“ Welcome to the annual Hell games!!! I'm your host Devil. ”, said a black,10 foot tall, demon , with bat wings, and red claws. He paused for the forced applause of his captive human soul audience and the happy applause of his demons.“ The rules are simple a contestant starts off in the first level of hell if they can make it through all 10 levels without getting fucked by a demon,grab the key, and then they can go onto heaven. Although if they get fucked, instead of waiting here going through...
FetishYou wake up, sweat drippling down your forehead. You try to raise your head but you feel a sharp pain in your neck. All that you smell is burning flesh, and the odd smell of sex. You use your arm to lift yourself up, bit you stumble. When u finally make it to your feet you see three doors. You turn your head left and right looking for a scene that wpd bring back your memory. You walk towards the door and man im robes approaches. welcome to hell the man says. You lool at him but are lost for...
BDSMانا عادل 27 سنة متزوج من حوالى عام او اكثر اعيش بالشرقية لكنى اعمل فى دمياط و اخذت زوجتى معى لاكون قريب من العمل افضل من تكون زوجتى بعيده عنى …كنت انزل البلد كل فترة لارى اخوتى و اقاربى .. حملت زوجتى و كانت فى الشهور الاولى و نصحنا الدكتور بالا تقوم بمجهود فكنت دائما بجوارها كنت اعمل فى معرض للموبليا و كان يعمل معى ايضا اخو زوجتى و لها اختين متزوجين و اخت لم تتزوج بعد تعيش مع حماتى فى قريتنا ..فى يوم وصلتنى دعوة فرح لابن عمى بالبلد و كان لازم احضر الفرح بدعوى التهنئة و النقوط عليا .. لكن لا...
By Louis van Amoren The story is in the Dutch language. I have been asked several times to translate the story into English. Not only do I lack the time, but I am also not conversant enough with English to provide a proper translation. But perhaps there is somewhere a Dutch person with a good feeling for translation, who is willing to translate my stories. Possibly so under the name of Louis, but she may also do that under her own name. (met dank aan Jose, misschien de verhalen...
By Louis van Amoren The story was in the Dutch language. NOT all words translated. (With thanks at Jose, perhaps the stories also?) As all my stories is also this tell defense of A till Z invented. The persons that are named consist thus in reality totally not. Chapter 1. Pleased I run to my appointment. Relieved and cheerfully anyhow. Until now closed lapses really eigelijk everything superbly. First of all I found a job. Well far from house, in the hague. ...
After many, many emails I feel compelled to repost this story with a PS. Here is 'the rest of the story', as Paul Harvey would say. Rrriiiiinnnnggg, rrriiiinnnngg, "Hello?" "Hi Honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?" "No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul." After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But, Honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul." "Oh yes I do and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now." Brief pause. "Uh, okay then, this is what I...
First time writing something like this, so please let me know what you think. Especially if it gets your hard and/or makes you cum. ************************************************** “Hello?” she answered, knowing obviously who it was with caller ID on her phone. “Hi there.” “Oh, hey! How're you?” she asked, happy to hear his voice “I'm good. How are you, honey?” “I'm good. What's up?” “Not much. I'm calling 'cause I can stop thinking about last night.” he said, sounding a...
Immersion breaking fictional story disclaimer. All characters are made up and no names are based on real people. Sorry about that. (contains taboo themes(you've been warned), masturbation and voyeurism but no actual sex... yet)I couldn't believe it had come to this. I had moved in to live with my sister. This last year hadn't gone the best for me, I had lost my job and had to live off of my savings for a few months until most of that was gone. I needed some help getting back on my feet. Bit of...
My wife was seven months pregnant and I couldn't have been happier. Not only did she have that glow that pregnant women are supposed to have, but her breasts kept getting larger and her nipples were darkening. There was only one problem. Unfortunately her sex drive was non- existent. The only answer I got from her was that "You were getting it daily when we were trying, and my hormones don't have me in the mood at all." My daily (and sometimes hourly) begging didn't help. I was...
HI EVERYONE THIS IS KAVITA AUNTY WRITING THE INCIDENT HAPPENED IN MY LIFE. I AM 37 YEAR OLD DIVORCED WOMEN.I HAVE 6 MONTH BABY GIRL.WHEN I GOT DIVORCED I LEFT MY CITY MYSORE AND SETTLED IN MANGALORE.THERE I GOT SETTLED IN AN HOUSE FOR RENT AND THERE I STARTED MY HOMEMADE FOOD ITEMS.I WAS VERY HAPPY WITH MY WORK.THERE WAS A WOMEN LIVING BESIDE MY HOUSE SHE TOO STAY THERE FOR RENT.HER NAME IS MALATHI.MALATHI WAS 38 YEAR OLD.SHE HAD TWO c***dREN 18 YEAR GIRL AND 1 YEAR.LET ME DESCRIBE MALATHI, SHE...
I am 52, married for 32 years and enjoy a healthy sex life. We holiday in the Greek islands twice a year and in May this year we went to Mykonos. I have always loved the film Shirley Valentine but have always thought that Mykonos was the gay capital of Greece. On the flight out this thought was endorsed by the number of male couples on the plane. However during our first week we had seen a guy in his early forties regularly and said hello each time and made general conversation in the bars and...
Wife and Her Twin sister Surprise for Hubby Pt 2Dan carried Jane upstairs to his bedroom, thinking it was his wife Jean. He set her down, lifted her nightie over her head and then laid her down on the bed. He took a step backward and gazed down the naked woman on his bed. Dan told her how beautiful she was and how he is the envy of every man on earth. Jane just looked up at him and smiled. Using her fingers, she traced a path from her mouth, down around both breasts, past her navel down to her...
Her lips were soft when I kissed her that night, and her tongue was soft when it touched mine, but then she kissed me hard. Her tongue became demanding and wrestled with mine and her soft hand touched me and held me where she had made me hard. Her soft hand tugged on mine and we went through the door to her apartment and closed it behind us. We stood in the middle of her living room and she put her arms around my middle. My middle leg pressed against her and ached to go up her middle. Her...
Hello, my name is Ali and I belong to Islamabad capital of Pakistan. This is story of a moment that I and my sister share. The one we promised ourselves to never speak of again. As for the introduction, I am an average nerdy guy with a really hot sister named Rubia. I’m 20 years old and she is just an year younger than i am. We belong to a middle class Muslim family with high moral values. Both me and my sister has been virgin before this incident, infect we never had even kissed anyone. Rubia...
Incest“Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs Bennet smiled through gritted teeth, “Come you must meet my girls,” she added, seeing an opportunity to marry one off, and called upon them to come...
Yumi: Lord Shishio, this might not be for me to say, but aren't you a little worried about Brother Anji fighting Sagara Sanosuke? The only one who could have taught that man the Futae no Kiwami is the priest himself... Since he's gone so far already, could he hold back during the fight out of compassion... ? Shishio: You don't have to say it. The possibility is there. Anji may be a fallen monk but he lives in accordance with Buddhism. (In his chamber, Anji stares at a small statue of a...
Monday morning, Vicky and I were crossing the Bay Bridge to Washington in a new armored Suburban. This one was to be mine from now on; it had the hidden light package and the works, including heavy dark tinting on the windows and the secure weapons box in the back. Today and tomorrow was to be at the Senate. We parked at the expensive parking garage as close to the Senate building as I could get. Vicky had secured reservations for all four days. It was a short walk to the Senate building...
Netzfund ...eine der geilsten Geschichten, die ich je gelesen hab!Patricks Tagebuch - erster EintragHeute stand wieder einmal das Schwimmbad auf dem Programm; ich liebe es über alles, weil ich da so viele sehen können, wie stark ich bin.In der Umkleidekabine war ich leider allein; dafür war die Männerdusche gut besetzt. Ich mache mir immer einen Spass draus, entweder in der Kabine oder in der Dusche meine Badehose auszuziehen und die anderen mit meinem riesigen Ständer in psychische Krisen zu...
Forget all that crap about this being fiction. This is taken from a week in my life—a week in which I found the Holy Grail. CHAPTER 1 I rolled the sedan to a stop, running down the passenger side window as I approached. ?Hi?need a lift? How far you going?? ?Yeah, I sure could use a ride. I’m going almost all the way to the capital.? ?Okay, I can take you most of the way. Climb in; just dump your backpack in the back seat.? He opened the door and sat. ?Before you buckle up, how about...
The next day, when Betty dropped Bob off at Gus' office, they took Sally along. She and Betty were going to go what they called "quilting" while Gus and Bob did their thing. After the women left, Bob got in Gus' car, a ten year old Buick. It was about three different colors, but ran well. Amalgamated had a parking garage in the basement of the headquarters building and the attendant was recalcitrant initially. Gus had foreseen this possibility and handed the attendant a piece of paper...
Ashley Lane is one great masseuse. She knows what it takes to work out any kink; no matter the muscle. She will massage and rub it out wherever it is. She is hypnotized by the long cock of Isiahs and she really needs to get her magic hands all over that dick; she just can not take her eyes off of it! It is so big and standing to attention just beckoning her to take hold of it. This will take more than just her hands though once she starts working her magic on it. She wants her mouth; and most...
xmoviesforyouIn Colonial Times By Kathy Smith Peter Goldstein was an MD in family practice. He had an office in Charlottesville, VA. He was doing pure medicine, no research. He said that the joy of seeing patients is the best. He has a lovely wife, Rachelle and 3 children (8, 5, 2 years old). They are reform Jews, going to a fab synagogue about 8 miles away. He has the good life. As a hobby, he reads and gets information of early America (before 19th century started). He found fascinating...
It could easily be the lowest point in Denny life, sitting in an old Ford Escort that wouldn't start, the temperature outside well below freezing and him not having the cash for a hotel or to have the car fixed. He had no idea what to do next. Completely out of ideas, he had been sitting in for hours watching the normal people with money coming in and out of the Flying J Truckstop. He almost jumped out of his skin when someone knocked on the window. Denny cautiously rolled the...
Boy to Princess - part 8 - Meet The New Heir By Jennifer Allison For the last two hours, every television was making the same announcement during the commercial breaks and a banner line saying the same thing. THIS STATION WILL BE BREAKING INTO IT'S REGULAR SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING AT NINE PM. TO BRING YOU THE PRIME MINISTER'S NEWS CONFERENCE TO INTRODUCE THE NEW RULER OF OUR COUNTRY. As nine o'clock drew closer, my parents kept asking me. "Are you sure you made the right...
Our favorite BDSM swinger crowd returns for a new S&M party with the incredible masochist and squirting slut machine Melissa Moore to induct into the House. It’s a war of the good girls, as Kira Noir and Melissa Battle it out over who is the most submissive cock sucker, the most willing to bend her will, take the pain, and give her orgasms to The House. Bound in rope, their nipple pulled tight with clover clamps, both sluts are made to answer the House’s questions while not...
xmoviesforyouA bang or something woke me up. Then some giggling. My roommate's voice, and another one that was sort of effeminate. I looked at the clock; it was past 2:00 AM, Dave got lucky, it sounds like, I thought, laying back down, trying not to listen to the laughs and hushed chatter. Dave had texted my earlier to join him at some new club, Transylvania's. He didn't hide his passion for trans girls and was always trying to get me to join him in that pursuit. I had looked at some of the...
Chapter Three (Part Three)PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF CONRAD RASCEAU, 30 YEAR OLD OVERSEERWhen we went back to the Training Room, we put the girls through postures Number 3 and 4. Though shivering and in shock, they were rather more co-operative. The switches were potent in achieving this. While they weren’t going through their postures, I spent a good deal of the time mauling them. Breasts and buttocks got my attention. So did each cunt. titillated them; stuck a finger in. They got frantic, trying...
I awoke the next morning, the sun blinding me though the windows. I looked at the clock and it read 7:30 am. I shook my head; this was eariler than when i usually woke up. My hand rasied to my mouth as I covered a yawn. I blinked rappidly, clearing my foggy vision. My computer was still on so i got off my bed, almost tripping over my open, unfilled suitcase and sat down in the chair. I stared at the screne, wondering how my e-mail was already open. I dimissed the thought that someone was...
This is a true story. First you need to know a little about me prior to the story taking place. I was married, straight and had a high sex drive. Unfortunately, my wife didn't share my enthusiasm for sex. We very seldom had sex anymore. Naturally, I was frustrated. My company sent to Chicago to attend a 2 week seminar. While there I responded to an ad placed by a black male looking for a white male to suck his cock to completion. I had never sucked a cock but had fantasized about it. I...
I'd been doing some business seminars in the Scandinavian countries and was looking forward to a late night, uneventful flight, and a good 9 - 10 hours of sleep. I lifted the over head rack door to stow a small carry on when a lady bumped into me. I closed it and looked into the prettiest green eyes i'd ever seen. Excuse me sir, I wasn't paying attention, are you OK? I'm fine and you can bump into me anytime, accident or not. OH, you are a naughty man. Not really, just one who appreciates a...
Hailey pulled up to Axe's place. His truck wasn't in the driveway. She sat and waited for a while. He'd called and asked her to meet him here. She dialed his cell phone. No answer. With a sigh, she got out and headed into the house. "Axe?" There was no response. He wasn't in the kitchen, his bedroom, on the deck or even in the game room. Hailey felt strange. She tried the cell phone again. No answer. She looked around the game room again. She saw the shiny black baby grand in the...
The following account happened a few years ago, some details have been changed to preserve anonymity.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------We arrived in the London hotel late in the evening. It had been a long coach journey down from Scotland and everyone was tired. There was a large group of us down for a college outing and it would be an early start the next morning. To save costs there would be two persons sharing a room (but in...
Darlene's Tale The world was gray. The low clouds that spread from horizon to horizon were gray. A slow, steady drizzle turned the pavement gray beneath my wheels. The landscape, changing slowly form the low rolling hills of my home to modest mountains of central Pennsylvania were gray. Even the bare trees were dark gray against the light gray of the hills. I felt gray. Dressed as Don, without so much as a wisp of spandex or silk on my body, the only feminine attributes I...
HOLY SHIT! That is really all I can say about this scene. Kelsi Lynn and James Deen have a special bond. She seems to want to be his sex slave and live out filthy fantasies with the porn star. That or she is just a total whore who loves to be roughly fucked up the ass with her head shoved into a toilet. Anything is possible. I think it is the former based on the way she begs for approval from James after she gets her asshole destroyed by him and drenched in his cum. Whatever the reason these...
xmoviesforyouThere's a whimsical part of me that thinks it must have been fate. Sometimes as I'm patting her on the head after a well-performed blowjob, I sit back and try to wrap my brain around the chances. But I'm getting ahead of myself... It started in high school. She, let's call her "Jane," was between boyfriends at the time. We were seventeen, each of us a bundle of hormones looking for a place to explode, and taking a break from studying when she noticed one of the books on my older...
1.01 Mary, Sara and John: 1.02 Sara and John, Seduction, Handjob: 1.03 Sara and John, Seduction, Deepthroat: 1.04 John and Sara, Seduction, Mating: 1.05 John and Mary, Doggy style mating: 1.06 Mary and Sara, The Cleansing: 1.07 Mary and Sara, The Fisting: 1.01 Mary, Sara and John: Mary, a widower, and her daughter Sara live next door to John, who is still recovering from a three year old failed marriage. Their relationship is close but not intimate. Sara is a promiscuous 16 year...
It was not until she actually got home and looked at her back in the mirror, using a hand mirror to peer over her shoulder, that Laura realized the trouble she was in. There were deep and long scratches down the length of her back, red and ropey and inflamed. Not only did the scratches sting and throb and look horrible, they also would take a long time to heal. Her heart sank as she realized she would not be able to go to bed with Deshona for weeks, and would have to come up with an...
Fast forward some four years. After more clandestine meetings, we'd made our affection clear to both our children and their respective grandparents. Whilst not all had been plain sailing through unruffled waters, our merged families enjoyed the renewed zest for life that Mary and I clearly displayed.As for us, we had had many conversations about advantages and potential problems such a blending could produce. However, those talks had usually ended up with us making love (yes, that's what it had...
ThreesomesKari was right. Just a few weeks later, I was sitting in the cafeteria, talking with Kari, when Sarah approached us. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked. "Alone." I had a good idea what this was about, and by the smirk on her face, so did Kari. "Sure," I said. "One minute." I turned to Kari and whispered in her ear, "Finish your lunch, my Kari, then go to the bathroom. I want you to masturbate to at least one cum. When you are done, you may not clean yourself off in any way....