Runaway
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I’m the kind of girl who sees herself as someone who doesn’t take shit from anyone. Unfortunately, my mom thought she should be able to dish out a full ration of crap and I should just sit there mute. Finally, the feces hit the fan and I’m on the street. I’ve got on a dress with a scandalously short skirt. The top is tight, and although my breasts are small, the tightness makes it look like I’m more stacked than I am. I’m not wearing panties, and I’m unconsciously heading for a rough part of town like I’m a zombie under a compulsion.
My mom and I fought because she doesn’t like my fashion choices. She especially doesn’t like me going commando and she thinks I still need a curfew. She gave me a big lecture about protecting my virginity. I think my seemingly random route is designed to get me raped so my damn virginity won’t be a damn issue any more. That’ll show her!
Now there are three guys looking at me like I’m raw meat in front of a pack of hyenas. They start the typical harassing talk. You’ve undoubtedly heard it. Something like, “Hey honey, did you bring us something sweet?”
They surround me, and I’m starting to panic because I don’t want to get raped on a vacant lot covered in dirt, sand, and broken glass. Suddenly the reality of sexual assault hits me. It will be an assault on my body and mind. I will be hurt in many more ways than a swollen pussy, a chance I will contract an STI, and the possibility I will get pregnant.
I’m about to panic and scream. Of course, there will be no one to hear me scream. My mother’s warnings will be proved true.
Suddenly a big black man is there. He says, “Boys, you better step away from the little lady and go on home, unless the little girl has invited you to have a party with her. From the way it looks to me, whether or not she invited you is immaterial though, because I’m pretty damn sure the state of Wisconsin is gonna tell you she is under age and jailbait, no matter what sweet lies she told you.”
The guys started looking unsure of themselves and trading anxious looks. The man looked at me and said, “Well which is it missy, did you go home the wrong way, or did your mouth write checks your pussy isn’t prepared to cash?”
I blushed so they could see it even in the yellow sodium street lights. “I kinda exaggerated my age. I’m only fourteen and I’m sorry for the inconvenience gentlemen. I hope we can meet again under better circumstances when I’m eighteen.”
One of the teenage boys growled, “You gotta watch out for this creep, little girl. He’s as crazy as a loon from too many tours in Afghanistan. The towel heads over there fuck sheep and whatever else they can get their hands on. He just might make you say ‘baaaa’ for old time’s sake if you go off with him.”
I smiled and said, “I’m sure one of our military veterans is an honorable man.”
The big guy who I decided was the leader, said, “Old man, is it true you handed Mikey’s ass to him?”
The man said, “Someone who acts like a punk gonna get treated like a punk. You know it’s true and I don’t need to brag, so why are you asking a punk ass question Reggie? Did you all of a sudden try to think and come up with a need to get your punk ass handed to you? Your grandma is gonna be awfully upset to find you out bothering little girls, even if she is as white as a blizzard over Lake Michigan.”
“We’ll just be going home Mr. Gerald. You don’t need to mention this to my parole officer, right, since nothing happened to the little lost girl?” A tall skinny boy asked.
“No T-Bird. I don’t need to mention it to Mrs. Grant or your mama for now. That could change at any minute if you keep up this kind of behavior,” Mr. Gerald said.
The boys beat a hasty retreat and Mr. Gerald turned his steely gaze on me.
“Now what in the world were you trying to do to yourself?” He asked me.
“What the boys wanted to do to me, but I didn’t think it through and realized a bunch of bad stuff could happen to me too once they figured out I’m under age. If they watch enough T.V. one of them would decide they had to kill me to eliminate witnesses. I also decided I’d rather not get raped in the dirt, sand, and broken glass on a bed of broken concrete,” I said.
“Well damn! You are honest. It’s too late to take you home tonight. We’ll go to my place where you can be safe while you reevaluate your plan to lose your virginity. The police are worse than those boys and considerably rougher. The fire station guys are a definite improvement over the police, but if the squad has to do a run, the scum will be left with you at the station. The hospital is full of junkies, and no one there has time to babysit you.
“Like you said earlier, I’ve got some practice being honorable, so I’ll do my best not to help you do anything irreversible before morning,” Mr. Gerald said.
We walked several blocks and climbed the stairs up to an apartment on the fourth floor. There were four different deadbolt locks on the door. Mr. Gerald took out his keys and unlocked the deadbolts. He opened the door, and I followed him inside.
It was neat, but not OCD, so I stopped worrying about Mr. Gerald being a serial killer.
He got out a pillow and a blanket. He dropped them on the couch. He threw me a clean T-shirt to sleep in. He looked at me and said, “I’m semi-chivalrous, but I wasn’t out at night doin’ stupid stuff, so I sleep in the bed. He locked the deadbolts and took the keys with him. He pointed at the bathroom and rasped, “If there’s a fire, wake me up so we don’t die.” He went in the bathroom, I heard him piss like a race horse, then he brushed his teeth, and went in his bedroom.
I used the bathroom, undressed and put on his T-shirt, and went to make a bed for myself on the couch. I thought about calling mom but she was always yapping about how much it cost her for my damn obsolete cell phone, which I was only allowed to use to call her, so I had left it on my bed at home.
I made up my bed, crawled in, and was quickly asleep. I woke up sometime before the sun came up. I went to the bathroom and peed. I looked around and found a washcloth and a hand towel. I washed and dried my slit. I put toothpaste on my finger and did my best to clean my teeth and improve my breath.
I tried to move very quietly and slipped into Mr. Gerald’s bedroom. I got in his bed. I carefully moved my hand, searching for his cock. I found it. It was big compared to my little body, and it was fully hard. Mr. Gerald laughed and said, “I wondered how long it would take you.”
“I was worn out, so I had to sleep, then I figured it would be polite to clean up some. Then I figured you were due a reward for rescuing me,” I said.
Mr. Gerald laughed and said, “You came down here on purpose to lose your virginity. I gotta give you credit for being honest and not getting those boys in trouble. It’s just as illegal for me to fuck your little jailbait pussy as it is for those boys. The reward you want to give me is damn tempting, but I have no desire to go to prison. Besides, how do I know you wouldn’t chicken out?”
I laughed at myself and said, “I was trying to get raped because I wasn’t brave enough to get some guy to take me on a date and then put out for him. I’m afraid I’m too skinny or too ugly for a guy to want me. You are clean, you have a nice clean bed, there’s only one of you, and while you are big, you aren’t like a horse or a monster. I might chicken out, but I want to do it a lot, so I hope I wouldn’t be a scaredy cat. Even if I did chicken out, I wouldn’t accuse you of anything. At this point I’m pretty wound up, and I’d settle for getting my pussy eaten and giving you a blow job.”
Mr. Gerald said, “I don’t know you. I don’t do one-night stands, I won’t rape you. Are you planning to rape me?”
“I suppose that might be difficult. The way Reggie and company shuffled off, I suspect you’ve had to demonstrate some of what you learned in the Marines before, so there was no need to repeat the object lesson. If three big guys don’t want to take you on, I suppose it would be foolish for a little eighty-pound girl to try your patience too far,” I said.
Mr. Gerald chuckled and said, “I better watch out. I guess you’ve taken me as a challenge, and you are going to use that sexy little body to get me thinking with my little head.”
I grinned at him and softly said, “There’s nothing little about your other head. I’d dearly love to feel it stretching me out just before you pop my cherry and fill me up completely.”
Mr. Gerald grinned back at me and said, “For a skinny, no-ass, jail bait white girl, you surely do know exactly the right words to say.”
I let him think I was giving up. I got in bed with him and pulled the covers up under my chin. I let myself go back to sleep snuggled up tight against Mr. Gerald’s body. When I woke up again I stroked his cock until it was hard. I fingered my pussy until it was dripping wet, then I got my fingers good and slimy. I spread my juice on his cock and stroked him so his big wiener was slipping smoothly through my fingers. His cock belched out a load for me just before he woke up.
“Damn girl, if you are going to assault me in my sleep, I might as well give up and let you do it to me while I’m awake, so when they come to arrest me, I’ll at least have fond memories to take to prison with me,” Mr. Gerald said.
I pulled back the covers and licked up all his sticky goo. I did lots of swirling my tongue around and lots of “Ummmms” and “Yummmms” for his benefit. I was shocked by how fast he got hard again.
Before I knew it, I was on my back, my legs were spread wide, my knees were pushed up against my tits, and a real, honest to god grown up man was eating my little pussy. I went off like an atomic bomb the first time, and I just kept cumming as he ate me.
Finally, I was getting hoarse from screaming, and I pulled his face up to mine. I whispered, “I can’t get any hotter or wetter Mr. Gerald. You can’t make me need you inside my cunt any more than I already do, so please shove your cock inside me and make me your woman.”
He rammed his dick all the way in me with one thrust, obliterating my hymen. He didn’t give me a chance to feel the pain or object. He just fucked me like I was a woman and knew what to expect. I didn’t anticipate how damn good it made me feel to have his thick cock pounding into me, like the battering ram that had breached the castle gates.
I thought getting eaten-out by an honest to god all grown up man was incredible, but it was nothing compared to the bliss I felt from getting fucked by a thick, honest to god all grown up man’s cock. He fucked me senseless. I went into some sort of faint or coma or something. When my eyes came open, he was still hard and still inside me. He started pounding me again until I was screaming and squirming for him even more wildly than before. He let go and filled me up with what seemed like gallons of hot, sticky cum.
Mr. Gerald looked worn out too, and we cuddled up and went to sleep again. When we woke up he asked, “Was getting knocked up part of your plan, little girl?”
I frowned and said, “Not really. As you saw first-hand, my plan wasn’t worth shit. Now I feel like getting pregnant with your baby would be totally worth it for getting to feel you flood my womb with your hot cream. I adore having you fuck me bare-back.”
“I suppose I can’t convince you to go home to mommy and be back in school on Monday,” Mr. Gerald said.
“I doubt mom and I can be in the same room until I’m thirty or forty. Besides, if you wanted me to go home, you shouldn’t have fucked me. You are a very addicting drug, Mr. Gerald, and I am going to need more and more and more of you,” I said.
That’s how Jayne Simmons went missing and was presumed dead. That’s how Andi Barns was born. Let me tell you that Jayne was an ignorant bitch and kind of a scaredy-cat. Andi was a street smart, fearless little slut.
I had never thought much about race before, even when Gerry was fucking me the first time, it was more about getting my cherry popped and feeling how great it is to be royally fucked by a big strong grown-ass man. His color didn’t have that much to do with it in my conscious mind, but I guess in my subconscious it did. Gerry fucked me hard the first time so I had a civilized taste of the rape I thought I wanted. My subconscious went to town over the “I got raped by a big black man with a big black dick” thoughts.
Somehow, we turned into a couple almost right away, and while our relationship was pretty unconventional, I guess you could call it love. I have his back, and he has mine. We have to be careful about being together in public though because cops are going to look for Amber Alerts and want to run Gerry for priors. I’m still illegal according to the Great State of Wisconsin, so that and my phony ID make me want to avoid any contact with any government agency. I keep my blonde hair dyed black, so hopefully I don’t look like my suburban schoolgirl self.
I do score groceries from the food bank and I make sure Gerry’s VA disability pay goes for food for us. It’s kind of weird because sometimes he is in the parental role, like making me go to school online, and sometimes I am like, no “Milwaukee’s Finest” unless all the bills are paid and we have real food in the house. I’m talking about fresh fruit and vegetables, not Pop-Tarts and box mac and cheese. Gerry also doesn’t know about the savings account I opened for him so that there never is any left-over money. Someday he may get tired of my skinny white ass, and I want him to be better off than when he found me.
I make sure he goes to the VA Clinic and sees his therapist. I know what to do when he wakes up screaming. Mostly we have found that fucking is the best therapy for both of us, no matter what problem we have. If we are at home fucking each other’s brains out, there is less chance of me getting recognized as a runaway and less chance for us getting into trouble.
Andi Barns did go to the Planned Parenthood Clinic right away and get an IUD. Gerry and I agreed a pregnant little white girl was going to stick out like a sore thumb in the middle of urban Milwaukee. Gerry has some naughty fantasies, which I thoroughly encourage, where he rapes me and knocks me up, leaving me with my clothes so ripped up I was naked for all practical purposes on that dirty vacant lot with sand and broken glass ground into the tender skin of my skinny little white girl ass.
It surprised the crap out of me when Gerry started playing CDs one night. It turns out he doesn’t even have one Hip Hop disc. He likes Baroque era music. While we relax after our “after-dinner” fuck, Gerry sits in his recliner and I sit on his lap. He plays Vivaldi, Bach, Purcell, Telemann, and Pachelbel. We cuddle. When he gets hard, I open up his pants and stroke his cock until it’s fully hard. Sometimes I go down on him and suck him off so it takes him forever to cum when he gives me my bedtime fuck. Other times I can’t control myself and I drag him out of the chair and he fucks me on the floor. I suck him clean, and we go back to cuddling and listening to his music. After we’d been together a while it became our music.
We’ve read some online porn together and we don’t like how cruel the black guys get when they have some white chick addicted to their big cocks. I didn’t like the way the white chicks were so cruel to the white guys, taunting them about being so inadequate. I’ve never fucked a white guy, so I can’t relate. Gerry is sweet to me, not all gangsta’ cruel, and I can’t imagine myself wanting to be humiliated. Gerry knows I’m a slut, I know I’m a slut, and we are both happy I’m that way because it gives both of us all the pleasure we can stand. We may be kinky, but orgasm denial just seems stupid to us.
When I was almost legal, the Green Party wanted Gerry to run for office. Besides that, they want him to get into working with the neighborhood development organizations. His therapist says he is able to deal with the stress.
Gerry and I have always agreed that a person should do what they can to make the world a better place. If Gerry gets into community development and politics I can’t stay with him. First, I would be found out and second, Gerry would get in trouble.
After a lot of soul searching, we agreed that we were great fuck partners and we demonstrated practical or functional love, but we didn’t really have the romantic love most people want.
Before Gerry started getting involved, I slid into the shadows and Gerry became the handsome bachelor disabled veteran.
I went to see my mom. It was surreal. She was nice to me, and not judgmental or bossy. She let me move back home. I let Ali Barns die and Jayne Simmons came back to life.
I took a placement test and met the requirements for a high school diploma. I was allowed to graduate. I went to community college for two years and got all my required courses.
I started dating guys that seemed kind and put together, pretty much regardless of race. I liked a pre-law guy and a guy going into social work the best. Both of the guys were average size white guys. We had good sex, but it never seemed exceptional. Neither guy seemed pathetic, and each of them could make me cum with their average size cocks, but neither of them seemed exceptional because I didn’t find a love connection with either of them.
I got a degree in public administration from a state university. I dated more aggressively at the university.
For pure sexual pleasure, a music major had my number. He was a white guy, hung heavier than Gerry. He made me lose my mind every time he fucked me. He was so egotistical and narcissistic that I couldn’t stand to be around him if he wasn’t fucking me. A close second was an accounting student. He was a black guy. His dick was a little shorter than Gerry’s, but it was fatter. The first time he fucked me, it felt like he was splitting me in half. Every time we did it, I liked it more. Still, I never felt the emotional heat I was hoping for. The only guy who made sex bad for me was a law school guy who dumped a load in me after only two minutes. He didn’t even try to give me any pleasure.
I went to work for the urban planning and redevelopment office of a small city. The minute I met the mayor, I knew there was something different about him. Just looking at him I had a knot in my belly and a fire in my pussy. I knew I was so wet my panties were soaked through. Of course, that meant anyone with a sense of smell knew I was in heat. The mayor explained that he was the political head of the city, while the City Manager was the administrator who would be my boss.
Mayor Piermont grinned at me, letting me know he was perfectly aware of my problem. He said, “Jayne, because I’m an elected official I’m not your boss, so I’m allowed to ask you out, as long as I don’t harass you. So, what do you think? Are you up for Cherry Limeade at Sonic after work?”
“I’d like that Jack, as long as it’s all social and no shop talk,” I said.
After work Jack walked me out to his F-150. It was a 4WD truck, so I had to climb up to get to the seat in the cab. Jack opened the door for me, and I know he got to see the big wet spot soaked through the crotch of my panties as I climbed in.
Jack drove to the Sonic Drive-In and parked next to one of the speakers. We both got the Cherry Limeade and burgers. I got fries and Jack got rings. We shared without talking about it.
Jack said, “This is the Midwest, so most guys wouldn’t say anything for ten years or so, but I was raised in California, so I’m going to tell you that I felt something different when I met you today, and I know something unusual happened for you too. Do we want to put a name on it right now, or do we need to date and get to know each other before we surrender to the inevitable?”
I laughed and said, “I seem to be unable to conceal anything from you. It puts a woman at a disadvantage, but you don’t seem like a prick, so I’m going to take a chance and admit that I was affected on a physiological level when I met you. I don’t want to dance around this thing, whatever it is, so I’m going to invite you to come home with me so we can find out how deep this thing goes.”
Jack laughed and said, “Are you a girl who only likes things that go really deep?”
“I’m an equal opportunity kind of girl. It seems to matter more who the guy is and how skillful he is, rather than the size of the equipment,” I said.
“I’m happy to meet a girl who doesn’t discriminate,” Jack said.
While we were waiting for our order, Jack reached up under my skirt, slipped a finger inside my panties, and rubbed my clit until I came. “Feel better?” He asked.
“Did I give you permission to do that? I can’t remember, but it doesn’t seem important at the moment. I do feel a little relief, but I think we need a more in-depth investigation before I can reach a conclusion,” I said.
Jack laughed and said, “I guess we got things out of order, but I think kisses are more intimate, and I’m not sure we are there yet.”
“I agree Jack. I hope we will feel close enough to kiss when we are alone in the privacy of my house,” I said.
“All the signs point to things moving in that direction,” Jack said.
The Car Hop brought our order and we ate, chatting about where we were in our lives and what we were looking for. We were smiling a lot and nodding as we realized we were looking for the same things.
The Car Hop took our tray and Jack followed my directions to the cottage I was renting. Jack opened the door for me and I let him lift me down from his truck. I was holding his hand without even thinking about it, and it felt completely natural.
We walked up my drive and I unlocked the door. We went into my kitchen, and suddenly I was in Jack’s arms. My face turned up to his, and his lips were on mine. Electric shocks were coursing through my body, moving from his lips to mine, straight down to both my nipples and then from each nipple, directly to my clit.
I moaned softly into his open-mouthed kiss. Jack’s strong hands cupped my ass and he lifted me up. My arms went around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist without even thinking. It was the best kiss of my life.
Jack whispered, “I’ve never felt like this before Jayne.”
I hopped down and led Jack to my bedroom. I undressed him and was pleasantly surprised by the size of his cock. I’ve always like circumcised penises. Jack was cut and his shaft looked just right to my hungry eyes. The head was big as a plum and my mouth started watering. I wanted it in my mouth and then in my pussy, which was drooling too. A lot of people describe the head as purple or angry looking. Jack’s didn’t look angry, it looked like MINE, and I wanted it inside me so I could claim it with my body and make Jack know his cock belonged to me and it belonged in me and only me.
Jack started unbuttoning the back of my dress. I lifted my arms and he pulled it over my head. I knelt in front of him in my bra and panties. Jack was hard. I licked the head, and Jack gasped. I swirled my tongue around the head and then began working on the underside. I had taught myself to deep throat Gerry, and now I pressed my head forward until Jack’s cock head was down my throat and my nose was pressed into his pubic hair. I swallowed twice, the backed off to breathe. I licked the underside just behind the head, then took him down my throat again. I swallowed repeatedly and Jack groaned as his cock swelled in my mouth. His dick shot wads of hot cum into my stomach. As the throbbing, jerking movements of his cock became less intense, I backed off so I could take the last spurts of his semen in my mouth and taste his cum. I smiled around his dick because he was delicious in a way a man never had been for me.
Jack’s knees were rubbery, and he sat down on my bed. I stood up and took off my bra and panties. Jack moved to the middle of my bed and lay down. I cuddled up to him and we started kissing again. Jack caught his breath, then he started kissing my neck, then down to my breasts. He covered my tits with kisses, then began licking and sucking my nipples. I lost track of time. It seemed like Jack’s mouth had been working over my boobs forever. I was so hot, I wanted to beg him to fuck me.
I didn’t want to rush him. It had been my idea to make him cum in my mouth so he would last longer when he fucked me, so I needed to be patient and wait for him to recover. I had learned that if a girl acts like she thinks a guy isn’t measuring up, it is really destructive. I wanted to give Jack a chance to show me everything he could do.
Jack rolled me on my back, spread my legs, and ate my dripping pussy until I was cumming non-stop. I was afraid the neighbors were going to think porn filming or a whore house was now located in the little river stone cottage behind the thick hedges and tall trees. Well not actually. When Jack was working on me I didn’t care about anything. Those thoughts crept in the morning after.
Jack rose up on his hands and knees and moved on top of me. His dick flowed into me, and then we were fucking like animals. We fucked hard, but not brutally. I don’t know how to describe our lovemaking. We fucked. We fucked hard. However, we did it, it was US. That was how we did it. That is how we did each other. While Jack was pounding me, there was more caring and love in how he fucked me than I’d ever felt before. I tried to put every bit of my emotion and caring into how I loved him back. I came harder and more often when Jack started fucking me. His cock felt big, but it also felt just perfect for me as he filled me up completely. It was completely different. It wasn’t like being battered by an animal dick that was too big or trying to make do with a guy who was too small. Jack was just perfect for me.
We fucked for a long time, then Jack shot off inside me. I loved the feel of his thick, hot cream squirting against my cervix. We held each other after sex and we both sighed, “Perfect!” in unison.
It was obvious to each of us that we had found what we were looking for. Jack stayed with me that night. We woke up to pee about the same time. We made love again, then went back to sleep. In the morning we awoke in a sticky puddle. Jack was hard as could be. I giggled and asked him if I was woman enough to take care of him. Jack explained about morning wood. He went and used the bathroom. He was about half-staff when he came back to me. I got Jack’s staff stiff and proudly flying his horn dog flag with just a couple of strokes of my hand.
I climbed on Jack and rode his rigid dick until we came together and collapsed on the bed. Jack ran home to shower and dress there. My pussy was pleasantly sore from being used as much as she was intended to be for the first time in quite a while. I wasn’t walking bow-legged, but I fondly remembered being filled with Jack’s cock with every step I took.
I showered, dried off, and dressed in thick cotton brief style panties hoping they would keep my pussy juice from saturating them and soaking through. I was cautious and wore a Navy colored Dockers skirt. I hoped the dark color would hide the wet spot if I did soak through my panties and skirt while I was at work. I wore a soft white satin bra and a sky-blue polo shirt.
I was just about to panic because my car was still at work when I heard Jack’s truck pull into my driveway. I grabbed my purse, slipped on my loafers, and ran out the door. Jack opened the door for me and helped me up into his truck.
“You know we will be the subject of the rumor mill when we arrive at work in the same vehicle. Are you up to being the center of attention?” Jack said.
I giggled and said, “I think I can deal. The cost/benefit analysis says I will enjoy you loving me more than the office gossip will be a pain in my skinny butt.”
One of the good things about living in a small city in the northern mid-west is that most of the residents are nice people. Everyone in our little part of Wisconsin was polite. Their mommas all taught them manners and good sense. When Jack and I walked into City Hall holding hands, the verbal barbs were all aimed at Jack, and they were all good natured.
I never thought I was good looking, or attractive, let alone pretty, but the comments to Jack were all of the, “Finally found a girl pretty enough for you Jack?” variety.
When Jack answered the comments, I saw myself through his eyes, and apparently the ugly little street rat had grown up into a swan, to mix up my fairy tales and metaphors.
That started our official courtship and love affair. It was very different from anything I’d experienced before. Usually I was in charge. I went out and found a college boy to use. I insisted that he act like a gentleman. Usually he gave me what I wanted from him. Part of what I wanted was one night only.
With Jack, we were equals emotionally, but he had a higher status and different life experiences. The thing that was different was that Jack wanted ME. Not just a wet pussy to shove his dick in. He wanted the person and personality named Jayne attached to my face and body. It was a new experience to be courted and pursued and wanted intensely. When Jack and I realized we needed each other in a joint epiphany, we mutually reached the conclusion that having two places was totally unnecessary because we both wanted to be in the same place at the same time, as much as possible.
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Linda now lay on her back, her trim legs were spread open, her hairy pussy was just at one edge of the wheel. Finally she understood the wheel and she shivered in anticipation. Her head hung slightly over the other side of the wheel, her mouth at the perfect angle to accept a hard cock or a wet pussy. The coven members began to move closer to the wheel. There wasn't room for everyone and so they were two deep, waiting to enjoy and pleasure their newest member. Linda's heart was beating so...
The small, candlelit room seemed untouched by time. The earth stopped turning. As if in a dense, humid fog of sexuality, I let Ronnie relax onto her back and gave each of her nipples a gentle suck for a moment while she lay with her eyes closed, her breath easing. Then I rose and enfolded Martha in my arms, my sweet, beautiful, sexy Martha, and we held each other longingly and she lay back on the floor and opened her legs and smiled, her eyes simmering, and she whispered, "Lick me, hon....
Introduction: Juans Sex adventures, Part Two. Remembering that Day @ School Please keep your seatbelt on till plane is fully at a complete stop, Por favor, sigan el cinturó,n de seguridad hasta que el avió,n está, a una parada completa the women speaking with sexy Latin voice maybe early 20s over the planes intercom. I a woke from a wet dream as usually, cock stiffin my pants thank Goodness I have my briefcase over my lap. Because the women an her daughter would have been...
…I want to show you something,” Adele said as she unbuttoned her shorts and slid them off of her hips. She had a beautiful ass, not just for her age but for any age. She spread her ass and showed me her asshole. “No man has ever been in my ass. No man has ever eaten my ass. I’ve wanted to try it, and I hear that you love eating and fucking ass. So you’ll fuck my virgin ass?” she asked as she buttoned up her shorts again. “No. You’re going to have to watch me fuck one of the girls in...
Return to the picnic table To see him there laying on top I came up and touched his cock He looked at me with a smile. I began to rub up and down his pants He moaned slightly. I laid on top of him as I kissed his lips. His hands grabbed my ass tight I felt his cock grow I felt my pussy get wet. He whispered undo my pants Make me hard as you can with your hand I stood back up and un did his pants I took a hold and stroked his cock Up and down, again and again. He moaned faster, faster Lick the...
Erotic PoetryHenry breathed a sigh of relief as he cleared the last of the checkpoints. He looked about curiously. So this was the headquarters of MI6! He had met MI6 operatives whilst in Iraq and exchanged information with them, but this was his first official contact with the legendary service. The phone call had come out of the blue. A friendly woman, identifying herself as Mrs. Pritchard, had asked whether he would be kind enough to agree to a short interview. Something had come up about his service...
My name is Michael Goldman, and at the start of this story I was 18 years old as of that morning. I was born at 4:17 AM on the 25th of September 1986 in the maternity ward of Contoocook Valley General Hospital in Peterborough, New Hampshire, and had lived in that sleepy back country town my entire life. A long time ago Peterborough was a minor industrial center, with water powered mills and a rail line, but these days it was mostly a tourist/vacation destination and/or bedroom community for...
FantasyHi To all readers of ISS and a special thanks to the founder of this site because it has been helping lots of people to fulfil their desire of sex. Let’s start with the story and this is a narration of a true event that occurred to me. I am Sumith a male aged 25 and I live in Karnataka and I am a good looking with a cute face and a sexy body. This all started when I met this girl once named Sonal. She was working at a bank once I had been to Bangalore and she was also on the same bus we didn’t...
I never imagined the events that would transpire over a drink with a friend. It would change the course of my life, and my marriage for the better. Almost a decade together with lies and unsure feelings would all come out in the span of four days. Had I not decided to go out and spend time with an adult, there is no telling where my marriage would be today. Sure, I loved him, but something was missing and created a void. I had felt it for years but until this hot August night, I had no Idea...
Michael woke up a few minutes after his tormentors left. He moaned quietly, the taste of his own cum still in his mouth. His cock was at full attention and leaking pre-cum again. His couldn't open his eyes due to the slowly drying cum coating his face. He was still horny as fuck.He rolled over and got up on his knees and started to wipe the cold cum off his eyelids. It was slow going, it felt like four centimeters of cum on his face. Finally, after several minutes, he could pear out at the...
I collapsed on the bed after he left. My mind was swimming. Never in my life did I think it would be like that, that my whole body would be held captive to one touch, at once place on my body. The movement inside me, the feel of me clinching around him, being parted by him, the force of his movement against me, all cam surging back to me. I felt open, not really able to feel him inside me, but rather the absence of him. I moved to the head of the bed, and let my wet hair hang between the bed...
Hi Readers this is Romantic guy. My name is Madhan(changed my name).I am from Madurai. My age is 21 and I am 166cm height and 68kg weight and I am black color. I fucked 8 girls in Tamilnadu and I am going to tell briefly about my all sex. This is my first story. I am going to tell about my first sex. Her name is Priya, she is studying in Chennai B.E 3rd year. Her age is also 21.Her boobs size is 32.She is 158cm height and 50kg weight. She is white color and more beautiful looking girl. Her home...
One thing we agreed on during our periods of rest and discussion was that sex among the eight of us had improved, and was continuing to improve, over time. The more we lost our inhibitions, the more ready we became to articulate personal needs or wishes. Once expressed, the more easily were they fulfilled.It was during this get-together, for example, that Selma confessed for the first time that she and Mike enjoyed anal sex. At first it seemed that she might be offering herself to be sodomised...
If I only knew then what I know now. It’s a pretty good thing I didn’t, though. I would have been dangerous. I had just turned sixteen, lived in Costa Mesa, California, only four miles from the beach. I had bought a pool cleaning route and was making pretty good money at it. The money I made cleaning pools was spending money too. Since I was on the swim team and water polo team and my parents thought I was pretty industrious they paid for clothes and all that. My dad and I split yard...
I’m so glad everyone is enjoying the story. Here’s another dose! Chapter 5 It shocked them both. Catherine dropped the bag and the towel. It sounded like a bomb in the silence of the room. Chris nearly dropped Megan had she not been clinging to his neck, he would’ve. ‘Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!’ She screamed with delight, smiling happily. Catherine was the first to respond. She grabbed Megan from Chris’s arms and got out her coloring book and crayons. She sat her on the bed and gave it to her....
Author's note: this story is inspired by a real event, when by an accident of planning I went on a night out in a group which was just me and 6 girls, to a place very similar to Beach Park in the story. The rest, of course, is in my dreams. It had been an amazing summer's Monday night. The night before, I had attended a new church. After church, a group began discussing going to "Beach Park" the next night. Beach Park was a like a small theme park: it had water slides, rides, and side...
Sacramento is miserably hot in the summer. George had no idea how miserable it would be when he started working there last fall. But as summer rolled around he started complaining to his coworkers about the heat. "Patty and I hate this heat," he said one day in the company cafeteria. "If we'd known it was going to be like this I don't think we would have transferred here." Several people laughed and assured him he'd get used to it. But Al had a suggestion for him. "Why don't you...
Introduction: a true story of what happens when you get curious. This is the first time I have ever written anything like this so please forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes This is actually a true story of which I never thought I would happen or even enjoy for that matter. It happened only a few days ago I was driving home after a very long few days away on a course it was late about 1130pm and I was tired so I pulled into a lay-by to get a bit of rest, the lay-by was deserted and it was...
She got up and went into the bedroom as I went to the toilet. When I knocked on the door of her bedroom, I heard her shout. Come in! She was sitting on the edge of the bed and had taken off her gown and was dressed in a thick old-fashioned nightgown and woolen socks. Signe was always old-fashioned dressed. She always used old underwear, and sometimes she used an old girdle, mostly when she went to town. Beside the bed there was a table with chairs around in the bedroom. Her drink was on the...
With English not my native language I’ll try to give you an inside what happened lately..At last ... After spending 2 weeks abroad I could collect my wife from the boat in Rotterdam.The past 2 weeks have been sexually low profile and of course I had seen myself several times jurked off while looking at photos and videos of her by me/us reviewed. Also XHamster I had regularly visited. But masturbating yourself remains a placebo; She does it differently and I'm not nimble enough to her mouth to...
Hi this is my first story…l am a vivid reader of ISS ..loved all your stories guys..This story sets in hyderabad and ends there too…let me tell about myself..I m Anil..35..matured and professional guy well settled in my job in a middle management job..This story was 3 years before when I was in hyderabad and now I have shifted my base to bhubaneswar… My colleagues name is Sweety..she is 34-36-32…A sexy busy gal who works with me and stays alone…this was a Saturday off and we were getting bored...
I start to get relaxed as I sit in near pitch-blackness, up against the soft upholstered walls. I watch the curtains sway a little when a hard bump comes along from time to time. When it does move, I can see a little bit of light in my dark chamber you’re making me hide in. I can hear you and your driver friend talk about something, and occasional squawking chatter from the CB radio. Your friend wanted you to come with him on this overnight drive, but didn’t want me along. As I try to...
We strolled down the hall to the elevator. I did not notice what floor we went to, as I was so pre-occupied examining my sexy self in the reflective surface of the elevator. We got off the elevator and walked down the hall to a door marked 469. “This isn’t the dining room,” I objected. “No, this isn’t,” she replied as she knocked on the door. “Who’s room is this.” I asked. Before she could answer, the door swung open and there stood the beautiful Tish. She was wearing a black latex out fit...
CrossdressingI have been in sales for over 25 years and have banged more than my share of clients, most of them in their 40's, 50's and 60's and older, as I love to flirt with and have sex with older women. Amy works for one of my clients and she is a new employee who just graduated 6 months ago from college and is studying for her CPA. Amy is thin, blond hair green eyes and an ass to die for. Your typical 22 year old hottie. Oh I'm 59 and I look 55!I have been in the office about 3 times and never really...
Brent had just shot a huge load of cum all over my wife’s ass. He pulled my wife’s panties to the side exposing her asshole and pussy. He kept massaging her ass and was rubbing his cum over her pussy lips and asshole and then started fingering both of her holes. That had both of the other guys in the hottub stroking their cocks. One of them came over and sat on the ledge right by my wife’s face. I turned my wife over so that she was facing up and my cock was sliding between her ass cheeks. The...
College Girl Pt 5 By Holly Day (Please read College Girl parts 1-4 before reading this installment.) All week I was Hector's sex toy and he was mine. We went to another of those house parties. I'm not sure if it was my looks or the way that I clung to him that made the other guests recognize me. I was getting all sorts of lecherous looks from the men and critical looks from the women. Hector was viewed at as a valuable catch by the upscale meat market...
Valerie hated his pedantry, she hated his arrogance, but most of all she hated his expertise. Storyboardland was a place on the web for aspiring authors to post their stuff, and tradition held that readers who encountered typos or other errors would bring them up with the writer. Though some (who were in it for the thrills rather than the craft) brushed these off, Valerie didn't consider herself that shallow an artist and took every comment seriously. Countless times she'd been saved from...
Ten minutes after I got home from work to find my fat, old landlord with his cock in his hand wanking into a pair of my little pink panties, I was lying on my bed…. Heels still on as my ripped panties hung from one ankle and my big tits spilled out over the silk bra he had torn open.He was running a massive dildo across my cheek. 10 inches long and 4 inches thick it was covered with knots and bristles - it was obviously the pervert’s own creation and he’d brought it with him.“Open your mouth."...
The sun is starting to set. He notices me in the crowd and heads my way scooping me up in his arms. I feel complete; it has been a long couple of weeks with him gone to a seminar. Starting tomorrow he will be working close to home. “So what are you teaching tomorrow?” I inquired. “A decision making process, on how to make a plan. Wow that does sound exciting does it?” he said, laughing out loud with me. And oozing sexuality he smiled the smile that I loved. Reaching up, I put my lips to his ear...
Love StoriesTrucks of the Star Train Inter-Galactic Freeway regulations limits the size of convoys to be no more than twelve vehicles. More than twelve must be declared a Star Train. First Convoy; Jumper//Tim Beauty//Missy Big Beast//Red/Running Water Ice Pack//Jill Wind Rider//BJ Kanuti Princess//Flower Hawk//Dale/Dax Star Drive//Nikki/Janet Ravens Eye//Raven Wolf Pack//Stacy Pie Bald//Little Elk Second Convoy Big Dog//TooTall/Darlene Hopper//Rose Long...
She stood at the threshold, her eyes scanning the room. She looked as if she was there to meet someone. Her auburn tresses falling over her shoulder, her emerald eyes sparkling. She had a smile that would make every man and woman have a heart beat skip. Her age, I could not make an educated guess. She was beautiful, at any age. She was a sight to behold. I lost my breath as she looked in my direction. I’m not sure, but I believe we made eye contact. I felt my face blush as I looked at my...
I had planned to go to the library, pick up a book to read, then sunbathe in the nearby park. Master was out of town, and I hadn’t really expected to hear from him. My phone rang and, to my surprise, I saw that it was my Master calling. ‘Hello?’ I answered. ‘Hello what?’ he demanded. ‘Hello, Master,’ I said softly, looking around to see if anyone was in earshot. ‘Have you been a good slut since I’ve been gone?’ he asked. I hesitated, knowing he’d want me to repeat his full sentence and...
Jean-Paul walked behind the two way glass to find an engineer and two deeply enslaved drones monitoring the results. The Engineer nodded to him. "I just began the new audio that James recorded yesterday to the feed. While under control, a Controller had commanded James to read about four pages of script that would be used to further brainwash him. Over the intercom in front of one of the drones James' voice could be heard coaxing him into a deeper level of submission: ... you are such a...
Busty Frisco ? native Jaymee Green ❤ makes her industry debut ? right here on Hussie?Pass, and we paired her up with our good friend James Angel for today’s update ? The scene starts with our director, Johnny ?? Robins, helping us learn a little about the juicy newbie ??? followed by Jaymee stripping naked & digitally ?? warming up her pink pussy. James steps into the scene, and Jaymee can’t wait to get a taste of that dick! ?? He lubes up ? her phenomenal breasts ?? and...
xmoviesforyouChapter 4 ‘I knew what was to happen to me the next day. Had I not written it in the letter? I stood with my arms tied high and wide. They took great care that the bands of cord round my wrists were very tight. They even took close ups to show how securely my hands were held.’ Thalia chuckled. ‘I have learnt since that such pictures are sold at good prices all over the world. No doubt my k**nappers saw this as a small extra perquisite of their operation.’ ‘They did not raise my feet from the...
Thursday, June 10, 2010 “What’s this all about?” Brian asked when they were in the car. Carol sat up front with Jake. “You may know that Carol and I have an arrangement.” “What? No. I don’t know anything about that.” “Carol and I have sex. In fact, we have a lot of sex.” “You jerk. What about Julie, Kara and my mom?” “Carol and I have been together about as long as Julie and I. You don’t know that they come as a boxed set?” “How would I know that?” “Well, I can’t help it if you’re not...
You’re Gonna Get It!“You’re gonna get it”That’s all the text message said but I knew I had crossed a line and I was suddenly feeling apprehensive. My husband and I had been teasing each other via text message all day while we were out on various errands and most of the banter was light joking back and forth but I knew what I said had just poked a bear and I almost regretted it. My husband had been teasing me about how many I was going to receive for my spanking tonight, 10, 15, 25, it was...
Ryan went to work the next day with a vague remembrance of Jen calling him, annoyed that he'd stood her up. He'd promised her he'd make it up to her, so it wasn't the end of the world, he reasoned with himself to get it out of his mind. The sun was bright overhead in the morning sky as Ryan went to work. Break time he talked with this guy Chris, who was a senior at another school. He'd started working for Ryan's dad last summer, and had sort of become friends with him although they...
Summer had started, and Martin's folks had left for an anniversary cruise. Aunt Jackie was going to keep an eye on things while they were gone. Martin, Kelly, and Carlo would be home. Aunt Jackie was what you would call a cool Aunt. She let the kids have parties and even let them drink. Martin and Kelly were twins, and Carlo was the youngest.Martin and Kelly shared friends and were quite popular. Since their folks were out of town, their house was the place to be. Aunt Jackie let them...
IncestFollowing my debut story last week (Lord's Prayer), along with the feedback I've received (thanks Eric Bloodstone, Jennifer Adams, Mindy Rich and all the others) I have gotten the bug ! This is a spin-off story from Lord's Prayer which, I hope, wraps up this episode. If found that, although this started out at an even pace, it turned fairly dark about half way through as the story took on a life of it's own and reflected the mood I was in at the time. Hope that some still enjoy this...
If anybody is offended by the writing of this story they can suck it up, i will try to write without any mistakes, however if i make a few, i am sorry… if you dont like the story in general then dont read it…… duh….. if you like the story but think you can give me some advise please do so in the comments…. thank you…. It was a warm summer evening late in May. I came home from night school (been too lazy in my younger years so having to pay for it now). My daughter was sitting in the backyard,...
"BOBBIE'S STORY" by Jacki Pett It was the first time the young boy had ever been on a train. Bobby, bored now that the fascination had worn off, sat by the window watching the countryside rush past. He should have been more excited, he was traveling half way across the country. Instead, he was feeling very sad, scared and lonely. His only company was the woman that sat next to him, a woman he didn't know and didn't much like. It was only two days ago that he had stood...
„Und – wirst du mit ihm ficken?“Entsetzt riss sie die Augen auf und boxte mir gegen den Oberarm. „Oh Gott! Nein – natürlich nicht!!!“Mir gefiel, dass sie sich gar nicht über meine derbe Ausdrucksweise mokierte.„Aber er sieht doch nicht schlecht aus.“„Und wenn er wie ein junger Gott aussehen würde … nein, Danke!!!“Ich wollte sie noch ein wenig pieksen. „Aber er hat bestimmt einen sehr hübschen Penis …“Sie stöhnte auf. „Ich weiß sogar genau, wie er aussieht. Seit wir für das Klassentreffen die...
I Slip Up Big Time On the following Saturday I picked Katie up in the car at her home promptly at 2.00am as I had promised. She sat very close to me all the way to the shopping centre with her hand possessively placed inside my pants on my cock well hidden under my raincoat as I drove. When we parked on the deserted top floor of a multi storey car park She crushed her young body against mine, her hand continued to play with my cock and I in turn was busy fondling and sucking her breasts, as...
If you have read my profile you would know that I am married with three kids, and no privacy. That being said, I try to indulge in my favorite pastime of cross dressing whenever and wherever I can. I was working as a manager for a convenience store where I would have to get up early in the morning to open the store. It was a 24 hour store, so I just had to get there to send the graveyard person home and do paperwork. One morning, I got up a little earlier than usual, and since the wife was...
CrossdressingIt was hot in Roma. About 30C [86F], I'd guess. Sarah started fussing almost immediately. Patrick unbuttoned his shirt. Weena took Sarah and the nappy bag and went off to change and re-dress her. I carried the rest of the carry-ons. I luckily snagged a cart at the baggage carousel, which made everything a lot easier. By the time they returned, I had our suitcases and everything else stacked. "Why don't you stay in here with the junk and Patrick and I will go get the car?" I asked...
Lana Smalls is super into her stepbrother, Sam Shock. She has a plan to get his cum inside her and today’s the day. Standing in the living room doing laundry in a super skimpy outfit, Lana waits for Sam to walk out. When he does, she tells Sam she needs him to wash her. Sam clarifies: Wash Lana or was her clothes, and Lana says both. Sam hesitates, but then picks Lana up and puts her in a laundry basket to carry her to the laundry room. It’s clear the stepsiblings have been flirting...
xmoviesforyouSo for St. Paddy’s day, I went out to the bar with a couple of my friends from high school. I’d been telling them about the weird, though amazing, situation I have with my friend’s wife and so they were pretty delighted when Anna phoned asking what we were up to. She’d been out with some work friends, but they were bailing on her and she wanted to keep the party going. I gave her our location, and told her to come when she could.Anna showed up to the bar wearing an outfit that instantly got our...
They had been teasing each other all night. It started early the afternoon before when he came home from work. Jumping in the shower, he had been pleased that she joined him. They washed each other from head to toe, front to back and side to side. Touching, rubbing, stroking each other, they both knew when that one last touch would lead to capitulation by the other. Years together had contributed to each learning the other’s pleasure spots, what and where to touch, when to release and when to...
Oral SexMarch 3, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “Decided against it?” Clarissa asked as we walked back to the dorm after saying ‘goodbye’ to Liz and Violet. “Ignoring any other issues, it would have been tacky to leave you and Liz to go fool around. And again, leaving everything else aside, how would Violet feel knowing you and Liz were in the other room.” “Those were your only reasons?” Clarissa asked as we got into the elevator. “No, but they were sufficient to not consider it.” “And you got to know...
Megan Brown ………. Generations In which Megan Brown and her descendants are schooled and disciplinedIn “Hope Springs” an Anglo Irish Community in Virginia beginning in the year of s*******n sixty one…………………….This story is not in any way a history of Virginia or “The old Dominion” as it was sometimes called. It is the story not of slavery or revolution ,rather the daily lives of the good people of “Hope Springs” a small farming community in...