Belonging
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Matthew Reid - Thursday, June 18th, 2015
"Holy fucking shit! Where did you come from?" I don't think she was invisible but I hadn't seen nor heard her in the room. Son of a bitch! She wasn't here! She was not here! Not here and yet she was unzipping her sweater right in front of me. She looked somehow smaller than I remembered her from the street that day.
"It's you! It's really you!" Sara rushed me and grabbed me tightly about the waist. I put a hand on her hair; I wasn't sure if I should push her away or comfort her. I hesitated. She was boiling over with excited energy. I chose to hold her and stroked her hair softly. She really needed that; she snuggled in tighter. I looked up towards Carmen. The erection I had for her was pushed up against her sister's belly. I gave a shrug with one hand and she gave me the first genuine smile I had seen on her lips. That was what rattled me. If she was only honest now, what had happened all night?
"Why is Sara here? What's happening?" I floundered.
"She's excited we finally found you," Carmen explained and Sara nodded aggressively against my shirt.
"You two found me days ago!"
"If only!" Laughed Carmen.
"What I mean is what's with luring me here for sex?" I felt like a moron. Who complains when a gorgeous woman takes you out for free food and sex and then her sister wants to join in to? Fucking idiots that's who. Well hopefully fucking. I am very well capable of enough idiocy to shut down the fucking.
"We were vetting you," Carmen's hand joined mine on the back of Sara's skull, "We wanted to see if you were the one. You are."
"And what is the one?" I asked. Vetting? What the fuck? Although, I wouldn't have minded this sort of job interview from Deborah. Though it had been her ex-husband who had hired me. Everett sex would have been less than ideal. Focus, tall girl wants to fuck you and short girl can't be left out.
The door was less than twenty feet away. I think I wanted to walk out. Carmen's look of pure sex had been replaced with one of affection. That was even more enticing. Plus, I couldn't quite let go of Sara.
"You're a superior man. You can be our master, owner, stableman, whatever you like," Her words were desperate. My libido leapt at that. I had never played master or slave with any of my girlfriends. I had wanted to with Janine. I was young and stupid and inexperienced and I'd have done anything she had told me. I looked down at Sara and then across to Carmen. These were two beautiful women showing more immediate interest in me than any had in years. What harm was it to play in their little game?
"You've no idea what it feels like to finally find you!" Sara erupted. She was what was scaring me. In a couple of hours, Carmen could convince me that this was a game. Or I could convince myself that it was only a game. She looked like she played for keeps. Sara didn't seem to get that games end.
"Let her be happy," Carmen headed off my comments, "We really needed you to be who we wanted you to be."
"That sounds a bit ominous," I said. Sara must have startled the nervousness out of me. I was lost, worse than ever but I was on keel. These two beautiful, confusing women were selling something strange and part of me wanted to pull out my wallet. I looked down to Sara and stroked her hair again. She was almost jittery. Why the hell had she been wearing that sweater all night? How did I know she had been wearing it all night? She wasn't with Carmen when I walked Courtney to her car. She wasn't! I wasn't convincing myself. Fuck my disappearing onion ring.
"We've got some heavy news for you," Carmen crossed over to me and took my hand. I must have frowned because she giggled and said, "And don't give me that look! You're still going to get laid. Very laid."
"Um, good," I asserted myself to the best of my ability.
"You'll love it, we'll be the best you've ever had!" Sara let go of my waist. Her eyes were boring into mine as she confidently declared her intentions. I had no words but whatever my face said encouraged her. She led me a few steps away from Carmen. There was a beat up old armchair under the window. She perched herself up onto the arm. I was dropped on the frayed cushion and Carmen squatted down at my feet. Her knees were splayed open on either side of my calves. She took my right hand in both of hers.
"There are men in this world with amazing gifts," She began.
"You're really talking this up. I don't think he's that big," I interrupted with a wave to my zipper. I needed the moment and the comedy. Self deprecation makes me more confident somehow. Sara snuggled in on my shoulder. I had to hold her around the waist to keep the nerve from pinching.
"That too," Carmen smiled, "But men like you and our previous Master--"
"Wait. I'm interested in playing, but master? I don't think I'm into the whips and chains scene," I backpedalled. I could probably take an authoritative tone and make demands or give orders. I really doubted I had the will to correct disobedience. My sexual experiences were limited to mainly missionary or uncommonly cowgirl on beds, on couches and on the hood of 1992 Toyota Tercel.
"Please, let me talk, Matthew," I sighed when she used my name. I really didn't want some crazed women attaching themselve to me like I was some master. OK, I might have wanted that but I hadn't considered the scenario before, "Men like you and Him can do wonderful and incredible things. You can have any woman you want," My snort failed to interrupt her momentum, "You can rule the world if you're so ambitious. Although, that was too much of a hassle for him. He was quite happy with just having a large chunk of it. He liked to have his feelers out ready to bring to him his latest desire and it was easy. It will be for a man like you, too. Anyone who wears your symbol will belong to you."
She raised her wrists and Sara put hers in front of me. The fat gold bands were identical.
"And not only that. You can make Things that do things," Sara exuberantly continued without Carmen's eloquence, "Like my hoodie: when I wear it zipped up and hooded no one notices me. Or this violin!" She twisted and nearly threw herself from the armrest snatching up the black leather case from the floor, "When I try to play a new song I get it right instantly."
"That's not even mentioning his favorite Thing," Carmen stroked Sara's knee until the violin was safely returned to the floor, "Her tongue stud is--"
"He'll see that really soon!" Sara barked and silenced Carmen. The girl at my feet was grinning like the cat who killed the canary when she shut up.
Shit! These two were too much. So their last master could seduce women? And Sara was much better at the violin than she believed herself to be. No woman ever had underestimated her worth before. Whatever Kool-Aid these two had been drinking had wormed its way deep into their brains. Yet ... No, fuck off, Matt! That hoodie was just me being distracted by Carmen. There's no fucking way you can make people pretend that you're invisible. I'd be running out that door if Carmen hadn't mentioned being very laid. I am so weak.
"Please, Matthew, at least give us this chance? We've been without guidance for some time. Sara's really needed somebody to help her. I've really needed somewhere to belong. You have no idea how happy you are making us just by being close enough to touch. We looked. Sara went through hell. And it was you who found Sara!" Carmen reached over and petted Sara's calf, "I guess even bad luck has to run out."
"You were so nice to me! I can't believe it's you!" Sara squeezed in still closer and I had to push back a bit to keep her seated on the arm and not my lap.
"Ladies," I said guardedly and both sets of adoring eyes turned to me, "I don't know how to explain how Sara was able to follow me around all night, but I--"
I took a moment and saw their happiness. Fuck being right! Why am I arguing? I don't need to understand these women. They're adults. I didn't drug them or lure them or promise them anything. Let them face the consequences of their expectations. I slid my hand up Sara's back until I had her by the back of the neck. I leaned in to kiss her and she rushed forward to meet me.
Kissing, I really don't know what makes a good one. I'm not incompetent, under practiced perhaps. The truth is, the time in my life when I had the most opportunity to practice I was just happy not to be benched any longer to be concerned about how well I was doing. I was surprised; Sara was responding like I was a miracle worker.
"You're making her crazy," Carmen whispered in my ear. She must have picked herself from between my feet. Sara slid off the arm into my lap. Her weight insignificant as she straddled my thigh. Sara was running a hand over my chest as she held a death grip on the chair behind my head. By her almost purring I was amazed.
"I'm not sure if I'm getting more wet or more jealous," Carmen licked my ear as she whispered and I shuddered. My eyes clenched closed. I didn't have this problem when I was sixteen. Thinking about my high school girlfriend did manage to cool my jets.
Our kiss was finally broken. Sara had a burning look in her big blues. Her lips were sloppy wet and I was a little embarrassed by the mess we had made. I ran my fingers through her short hair over her ear. I held the hand she had laid on my chest.
"Wow," she said. She said it! I'm sure my chest puffed up and I could feel my smile tearing open my face.
"Wait till he gets his hands on your naked body," Carmen's voice was as much a promise to me as it was to Sara. I grinned right back at the girl on my lap. Carmen went for the buttons on my shirt. Sara tore off my belt like she was trying to get the mower to start. I wasn't sure where to begin but they didn't seem to notice that I was just sitting back while Sara started tugging at the waist of my pants, the fly unbuttoned but not yet unzipped.
"She's been looking forward to this," Carmen grinned. Her hands were steadier and moving smarter but she was moving with some haste. I had a feeling Carmen was at least as eager as the blonde. I rolled forward so Carmen could lift the shirt from my body. I ended up sitting on the waist of my pants and interrupting Sara's tug. She just tugged harder.
"Now that is looking much better," Carmen announced. I was down to my boxers. My socks getting the tug as soon as Sara had thrown my pants across the floor. I was overwhelmed. My erection peered out it's hole.
"This might be better on the bed," I decided. I probably could have fell onto my back and lay limp like a dead fish and they'd have made it the best sex of my life. I wanted to fuck, not to be trapped in a chair and be womanhandled. Or at least, I wanted to fuck more than that.
"Smart too," Carmen grinned sultrily as she stepped back and helped Sara to her feet.
"I know," Sara beamed, "I was already blindsided by kind and handsome."
"Handsome?" I didn't see it but their tastes were already beyond me as it was.
"Rugged, strong, and powerful," Carmen's agreement was needy sex.
"I like that," Sara nodded. I stepped up and feeling strong and powerful, lifted her up by her waist and threw her onto the bed. She squealed such a delighted sound. I touched Carmen's elbow. She looked like she wanted me to throw her too, "Now let's get this girl dressed to code."
Sara fell back onto the bed. Carmen and I came up on either side of Sara's legs. I grabbed her leg, she was thin, with muscles. Carmen had her knee up on the bedsheets. We threw Sara's socks somewhere behind us. Carmen undid the jeans, I yanked them down getting and disappeared them as well. She had ditched the sweater earlier, and was left in only a white camisole and blue panties. Her nipples were poking hard against the silk below a fringe of lace. She sat up long enough for Carmen to throw that away.
Sara was beautiful: tiny, with small breasts, and a nice curve for her hips and ass. Her bellybutton was pierced with a little dangly sapphire. Her tattoos weren't slapped all over, mostly just across her arms, upper back and the sides of her thighs. The red and gold framed her body and encouraged me to look where I already very much wanted to look.
What made it mesmerizing was her anxious smile. This beautiful woman was nervous to be with me. I had been uncommonly terrified of Carmen. I had never had all the effort swept out from under me. I suddenly needed to be competent. I needed to be good enough for her. I needed to be better than I have ever been. Not just for Sara, Carmen needed me too.
I kissed Carmen over Sara's body. I had kissed her several times already. She had been pliant and giving. She was now frenetic and hungry. Our kiss had momentum. I moved her to her back and knee walked over Sara as I laid the sisters side by side. Carmen had her fingers in my hair. My normally messy dirty blond turned to a disaster. Her breath across my cheek was as hot and inviting as every inch of skin that lay under me. We'd have made out fiercely for minutes or hours or days. Sara couldn't wait. I felt my boxers sliding down. She wrapped my dick in her fist. I turned to see her impish grin; Carmen kept kissing, licking and biting my jaw to my ear.
We communicated without words, Sara and I. She was grinning madly and her eyes flashed to Carmen. There was only one member of our threesome still unexposed. I agreed with a flash of my teeth. My knee split both of Carmen's as I sidled over so Sara could move in closer on my left.
"Hello sister," Carmen rolled her head to greet Sara. I think things clicked when the pair of them started kissing. The intimacy between the two women was palpable. I could tell from the way they breathed and moaned they were in ecstasy. Part of me knew I was to blame. That part of me reached into Carmen's panties.
"Fuck," I swore as my fingers slipped on her wet sex.
"Whenever you're ready, Master," Carmen broke their kiss to inform me. I'll admit it made me horny. It also made me feel guilty. I wasn't quite ready to be called master.
"For tonight," I said grabbing Carmen's panties, "It's Matthew."
"For tonight," She kicked her feet as her panties slipped past her ankles, "Anything you wish, Matthew."
I swallowed air. This was crazy. My hands glided up her thighs, resetting the disturbances in her holdups. Her legs were incredible. I'm a breast man. I came to terms with that in chemistry lab partnering with Janine. Still, there is something incredible about a set of strong beautiful legs. They spread for me, under the apex of her glistening sex. Carmen rolled up on her shoulders and I saw the muscles tauten beneath her tan skin. I laid my first kiss at the edge of her stockings. The black silk contrasting with her skin was breathtaking. I set my first bite at the skin of her thigh joint, right next to her sex. She kinked her knee over my shoulder. I took my first taste of her sex. She bucked and slapped me in the tongue.
"Matthew, please! Not your tongue! I don't need priming! Please!" She pleaded. Sara peeled off one of Carmen's thighs from squeezing my skull. My ears rang as the pressure disappeared. I looked up, she had both hands in her hair pulling and covering her face.
"Get her, Matthew," Sara slapped my ass and I took a moment to kiss her as I crawled up from between Carmen's legs. The little blonde bit my lip as I pulled away. She was as eager for me to fuck Carmen as I was.
I turned back to Carmen. While I had tasted her, Sara had done away with Carmen's bra. Her tits seemed only as large as Sara's without the illusion cast by her dress, posture and underwire. They were still beautiful breasts. Her caramel skin had very little difference in tan. Her nipples stood up a dark rose shuddered as I nipped at and around them. I climbed the last few inches, kissing along her throat. She slipped her fingers into my hair above my ears. I set my hands down on either side of Carmen's shoulders. Sara was reaching between us, there was no more delays.
"Kiss me," I never finished the words before her lips rose up to mine. She pulled me down to her. I felt Sara's knuckles as she spread open Carmen. Another small hand led me inside. I was on my knees, we weren't oriented to use the whole bed, I did my best to push forward.
"Oh, Matthew," Her arms twisted around my head. Our kiss shattered. She pulled me down onto her shoulder. I was rolling on my knees, pushing in and dragging back out. She was rocking with her whole body. Her heels were dug in at the edge of the bed. Her hips and ass turned up to greet me and rolled back to separate us. Her shoulders and arms pulled me tighter with every thrust. I squeezed the bedclothes between my fingers and held fought to contribute as much as Carmen.
"You feel the way her cunt is pulling you in? Do you like the way she keeps mouthing "Fuck me, Matthew!" in your ear? Can you tell how much she loves that it's you? Will you make her scream? She screams if you get her too good," Sara had taken to holding me. I felt her mouth on one ear. Carmen was biting into my shoulder. That pain just focused my mind on her.
"You like it! You love it! You know you can fuck her whenever you say so. She needs your cock and so do I. Anything you wish, Matthew, we'll never be happier than when you want us."
Sara's hands were rubbing over my back and shoulders. She kissed me on the neck as she whispered. Carmen was rocking and fucking. She was a beast in heat and a slut in need. Her fucking was getting harder and her foot kicked off the bed. She floundered, I fucked to make up for it. Sara helped me reach back. I gripped around Carmen's leg. She wouldn't let go of my head. She held us tight ear to ear, faces nuzzling the other's shoulder. Her teeth marks stayed in my shoulder.
"Hold her tightly," Sara whispered as Carmen's breaths came out as squeals, "She's got her eyes clenched shut. Her toes have nearly curled into her heel. You can feel her on you cock, can't you? The way she won't quite let you back out when you pull back. She's breaking. Just keep at her. She's going to go off."
Carmen did scream. A single note shrieked out of her throat. I fucked harder as she rattled and thrust back. We inched across the bed, her head rolled left and when it rolled back right she hung off the bed. Another note, lower in pitch and cracked with a growl.
I was sweat soaked and battered. If I didn't get out of her I was done. Sara was right at my side, making it none too easy to survive the sensations. I had to use both shoulders and a palm on Carmen's stomach. I walked forward on my knees as I sat back on my ankles. Carmen was splayed open, her legs draped over my lap. I choked back a breath.
"Sara don't," I sighed as the blonde girl grabbed my dick in her fist.
"You're not stopping," she promised as she pumped hard. Precum and Carmen misted in the motion. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her against my chest.
"You too," I garbled my speech worse than my thoughts.
"Spray me, Matthew," Carmen pleaded as she rose up on her elbows. I couldn't stop. I squeezed Sara tighter. There was pressure behind my eyes. I could tell by the way she started whispering words like hurry and cum, Sara could feel the pulsations in my cock.
I didn't want the night to be over yet. The climax came with a sense of loss easily overshadowed by its pleasure. Cum roped out of my dick landing over Carmen's belly and cunt. The rest slathered out over Sara's fingers. I was holding her as much as she was holding me up. I took what felt like my first ever full breath.
"Girls, I'm going to need a minute," I was draped over Carmen but up on all fours. She was running her fingers through my spending. I looked to Sara. I wanted her too. I blustered: "I'll, Jesus, I'm not done yet."
I fought with everything. I don't think I could have felt more embarrassed or cared any less. I avoided my spending and slipped down onto my side. I pulled Carmen back and up, settling her shoulders against my chest. She turned her head up to mine. She was beaming at me.
"Girls, this has been amazing," I huffed and heaved, "I feel like such an old man."
"There's more left in you," Carmen giggled. I couldn't help smirk back at her. Just a minute and I'd chase down my second wind. She exuded mischief.
"It's completely true," I felt the blonde crawling up over my legs. Sara had this bright irascible smile on that was frankly begin to unnerve me, "I can show you!"
"What's she talking about?" I rolled my head over to Carmen and saw that the brunette was smiling wider.
"How are you feeling right now?" Carmen asked her fingers slipping lightly over my chest.
"Wiped out and invincible," I said and stifled a yawn.
"Not for long," Sara slunk down the bed.
"I admire your confidence, but I'm not seventeen anymore," I laughed. She blew me a raspberry. I saw the bright silver of her tongue stud. I had heard tales that such contrivances improved the feeling of fellatio but I had never had the opportunity to run proper scientific trials. Right now, I was a bit disheartened. The long day and the frustration and excitement had keyed me up high. The orgasm had kicked every last breeze out of my sails. I wasn't really up for anything more; I could only hope Sara was willing for a repeat performance in the future. I was about to say as much but Carmen shushed me with a finger across my lips. I looked to her and she snuggled in closer. The twinkle in her eye startled me. There was clearly an eagerness in Carmen, almost as if she was preparing herself like a runner at the starting line.
"You'll love this," Sara chirped. She took my limp cock into her lips. I expected or hoped for, maybe, a slow response to a genuine effort. That isn't what happened. I felt the warm metal trace a serpentine path down my cock. I hardened in her mouth with a quicker response than watching my grade 8 social studies teacher bend over. The post orgasmic haze faded from my mind. The fatigue in my muscles bubbled away like the fizz out a pop can fresh out of a paint shaker. I doubt I'd have felt this energetic if I had had a full night's sleep and a good meal the next morning.
"Beats coffee, doesn't it?" Carmen beamed. Sara went to town on my cock. Her lips tight and slick. Her tongue and its stud massaged my head. I quickly felt a sharp kink in my instep. These kinds of orgasms were few and far between.
"Sara! You might want to--" I don't know how intelligible my words were but Carmen's soft laughter suggested neither girl would have stopped. I was mad-eyed. I was panting. I was cumming. I was embarrassed again.
Sara raised up and opened her mouth to show the sticky web I had made of her tongue and teeth. A fat glob rolled off the stainless steel barbell and she tilted her head back and swallowed.
"What the fuck?" I panted as Carmen tousled my hair with her left and squeezed my fingers with her right. "I can usually hold off better than that."
"You don't have to! You never have to hold back!" Sara declared emphatically as she hovered on all fours straddling my legs.
"But--You girls should cum too," I sputtered. I was in way over my head. Carmen kissed me and laughed. Sara tilted her head.
"Please, sir, may I have another?" Sara assumed my yes and picked up my once again drooping cock in her mouth. Just a swish of her tongue and stud and I popped up off my shoulders and hardened against her palate. She was determined to suck my balls out the shaft. I pushed her off when I was awakened fully again.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" Sara slipped off the bed. On the floor, on her feet she was shorter than she had been on the bed, on her knees. I looked over to Carmen. She was rising up and hungry as well.
Carmen was hotter and I was a believer in the moment. Sara would get me another go. I wanted to fuck. I had more energy than I had ever brought to a bedroom.
"You're a greedy girl," I chastised Sara and she wore a look of genuine contrition. I saw Carmen's smile and knew that the brunette was in on my joke, "It's Carmen's turn for a cum."
"There's all night, sister," Carmen climbed up and brushed Sara's head. She looked so pathetic. I probably shouldn't have laughed at her.
"All night is for later," I slammed Carmen onto her back by the shoulder, "Right now is what you need your mind on."
"Of course!" Carmen looked just as bad as Sara for a moment. I managed to disperse her bad feelings with the massive grin I was showing.
"You're still a mess," I waved at her belly.
"I'll clean her up," Sara rushed forward and nearly dove to start licking up my cum. My grin twisted, surprised that I wasn't surprised with this. I kneed Carmen's thigh and she spread open. She pulled her left knee up against her tits.
"Don't get in the way, Sara," I grabbed my cock. Carmen was torrential. She reached up and grabbed my hair. I steadied myself with a hand on the back of Sara's head.
"Oh, fuck that's nice!" Carmen mewled as I seated myself inside her. I had been inside her moments ago. I had delighted in the feeling. I had not felt it this good. My mind was clear. I wasn't strung, tired nor put out. I rolled my hips back and pushed in deeper.
"It's amazing," I grinned. We were finally laying in line with bed. Sara was slurping up the last streaks of cum. There was still a mess around the connection we shared. I rocked back and forth. I was unhurried. I smiled as Carmen formed a fist around my ear.
"All clear, boss," Sara slunk back and rose up. She had a mock salute and smears all around her mouth. I kissed her. I had too. I hadn't thought about it until we pulled back. I guess I wasn't a kid anymore. Teenaged me would have freaked out to kiss the cummy mouth of a beautiful woman.
"Good work," I told her and she smiled shyly. I pushed her backwards. She hopped off the bed. I turned back to Carmen, "Ready to show her what she's in for."
"I'm always ready for you, Matthew," The sincerity was a stronger aphrodisiac than I had ever felt. I pressed deep into her and tight against her. She hooked one knee behind my thighs, the other in the crook of my elbow.
Carmen was beautiful. She was tall, I don't know who would have won out back to back, with olive skin and tight muscular body. She wouldn't close her eyes for a moment. She was looking at me like she was the lucky one. She couldn't believe it was me. I couldn't believe she had even noticed me. I leaned my forehead against hers. We weren't kissing, her smudged lipstick was open as she panted and gasped. I loved her body and the noises it created.
Sara wasn't watching idly. She was up against my left side. Her hand massaged my back and opposite shoulder. She had laid her face against my close shoulder. She whispered, not everything I heard. Carmen was on fire. Carmen was mine. Carmen needed it. Carmen wasn't going to last. Carmen was my fuck doll. Sara was too.
"Matthew. Matthew. Matthew." Carmen was rushing out almost inaudible and completely needful syllables. I had to want this more than she could.
"You are so beautiful," I whispered to her and she kissed me. I was in the most chaotic mindset I had ever been. The impossibility of this scenario for me was secondary. Tertiary. I had Carmen. I had need. I had only moments left.
"Listen to her," Sara whispered.
She came like a bolt of lightning. The shock moments before the boom. Carmen screams. I kissed her, it stemmed little of it. She might not have been as loud as it felt inches from her throat, but locked up with her it was powerful.
The girl has to cum. There's no feeling quite like it. She's twisted and breaking and it's all because of me.
Kevin Spacey said in House of Cards: Everything is about sex. Except for sex, that's about power.
I had felt invincible wreathed in the afterglow of our first fuck. Carmen cumming as she was, I felt unstoppable.
"You never have to hold back," Sara had told me. I didn't for a heartbeat. I slipped off of Carmen's kiss and buried my head in the edge of the pulled up sheets. I grunted, growled or hollered. I came, cross-eyed and bearing every tooth.
I didn't cum like I had the first time. The intensity was there. I was shaking between the pulses running out my dick. The rejuvenation had affected my ability to climb back on Carmen not how much I could fill her with.
"Jesus, shit," I panted.
"Matthew," Carmen squeezed me, "I-no, I needed you."
"So, so does Sara," I wasn't as deflated as I had been after round one. I could have tugged myself hard in minute and some. I didn't have to wait. I snaked back out of Carmen. I hadn't fired as much in Carmen as I had on her. Cum rolled out of her sex.
"You're protected?" I pleaded in a moment of panic. Fuck, I couldn't afford a kid.
"We won't get pregnant," Sara wrapped her arms about me.
"We have to be diligent. We both take the shot," Carmen crossed her wrists over her breasts.
"Fuck," More crazy. I saw my face in the gold of the bracelets. I stuttered when Sara picked up my dick. I watched her mouth as she hurried to lick my cock.
"Do you still want me?" Sara asked centimeters from my cock. "Yes," I had already made my bed, I may as well fuck in it. The feeling burning out of my muscles and running out of my brain is like nothing I had felt before that night. As soon as I was hard I grabbed Sara by her shoulder again.
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Lost in the Woods Ch. 2 © 2011 All Rights Reserved Willow woke the next morning and was disoriented by the blue-gray ceiling. Then Ivy snored and Willow looked over at her friend, wrapped in her sleeping bag, and remembered. The park. Earth Day. Lost in the woods. No, she hadn’t been lost, she corrected herself. She’d been less than a hundred feet away from a dozen people and could have called for help. When she’d stepped out of the portable bathroom, she’d been stunned to find herself alone....
Lost in the Woods Ch. 2 © 2011 All Rights Reserved Willow woke the next morning and was disoriented by the blue-gray ceiling. Then Ivy snored and Willow looked over at her friend, wrapped in her sleeping bag, and remembered. The park. Earth Day. Lost in the woods. No, she hadn't been lost, she corrected herself. She'd been less than a hundred feet away from a dozen people and could have called for help. When she'd stepped out of the portable bathroom, she'd been stunned to find herself alone....
Love StoriesWith each revolution of the turntable conveyer belt in the Newport News airport’s baggage claims area Lisa became increasingly convinced that the bag wasn’t there. She pulled the one that had been there closer to her for assurance. The bags had gone in together and this one had come out of the chute almost immediately, she thought. Why hadn’t the other one been right behind it? She couldn’t lose that bag. She was close to losing her composure altogether. Nothing like this had happened to her...
Patra looked at the forest. It was dark. She didn't know what to do so she yelled she wanted to stop. They were lost. She could feel it. Ebony looked at Patra. She was sure her mother was lost. She narrowed her eyes and sat on a patch of grass a little away. "I'm resting!" she gasped. Patra sneered. Ebony had been saying that for the whole duration of the trip. That was how Ebony had lost the map - she had laid down to sleep and it had blown into a river. Patra shivered. Then she...
[LOST] KATE AUSTEN - PRISONER OF THE OTHERSKate’s Re-Capture [synopsis] After running for such a long time through the jungle, Kate was eventually captured by some of The Others. Unfortunately for her, she had made the mistake of running right into their trap, they had many men positioned stealthily with guns and as she ran into their radar they encircled her. Knowing she was completely outnumbered and also very exhausted from the prolonged chase, Kate did the only sensible thing she could and...
Chapter 7 Patrick walked Sheila and Deborah back to the apartment to begin their unpacking. Lilly and Daisy showed up shortly after with Daisy diving in to help sort out everything. Letting Daisy do much of the sorting made her day, she was much happier than the day before and showed great style in sorting the little knickknacks that Sheila owned as well as commenting on Deborah's very conservative wardrobe choices sending both Sheila and her mother into a fit of laughter as Deborah...
I grabbed a copy of the Lincoln Journal Star on my way out of the hotel Sunday morning. I read up on all the college football action Saturday on the bus to the airport. There weren't any upsets among the five teams above us in the national polls. Texas beat UCLA 31-28. That game was closer than expected. Mike Johanson's name didn't make it into the paper. Florida beat UCF easily 45-10. Ed completed 19 of 30 passes for 312 yards and three TDs before he turned the team over to his...
I was walking home when I heard someone call out, “Help a lost kitten?”I looked over and it was a young woman I have passed on the street many times before, standing there in the shade of what I assumed to be her appartment building. Most of the time we would just smile as I pass, or say something about the weather or the traffic. I wouldn’t engage in more conversation because she would be smoking every time, a real turn off for me. She didn’t have a cigarette now though, and was looking...
BDSMJoshua clenched his fists, tried to block his hearing, and concentrated, yet again, on solely walking forward. It had been her idea, of course. He’d gotten the phone call first thing in the morning. He could remember it vividly. The ringing had woken him up just after six in the morning. On a Saturday. He had planned on sleeping until noon and doing nothing the whole day. And then he had picked up the phone. Before he could get a word out, he heard the excited voice on the...
Well, that did it, I thought as I came into the same wooded clearing for the third time that afternoon. Good going Jo, getting yourself well and truly lost. Since my girlfriend Mary had broken up with me two weeks ago, I'd become increasingly restless and frustrated, so when a buddy of mine had suggested I take up hiking since we lived so close to a national park, I pounced on that idea. Now, as I halted in the clearing, surrounded by the sounds of nature and fragrant evergreen trees, it wasn't...
Gay MaleI've always fantasized about being nude in front of my sister in-law's but reality can be much different. We had just moved in to our new home, and things were finally settling down. My wife had invited her two sisters over for a barbecue to enjoy the Sunday afternoon. When Sara and Kerri arrived they had also brought there friend Wendy. Wendy had been friends with both of them since the eighth grade. The afternoon was enjoyable, we had a great dinner and the alcohol flowed freely. I...
The coaches had us up early for breakfast, checked out and on the road by eight am. The flight home to State College was quiet. I worked on my homework on the flight and listened to a few tunes on my MP3 player. A few hundred die hard Penn State fans turned out to greet us when our buses brought us back to the Lasch Building Sunday morning. They cheered us even though we lost. The "football widows club" was out in force, each girl there to console her boyfriend. Kelly and I walked down...
February 3, 2036 The cornerback in white shadowed the gold and black clad receiver as the pair dashed downfield. Both players glanced back towards the QB as they ran. The big crowd fell nearly silent when the QB heaved the ball towards the pair. Receiver and defender both leapt high as the ball arced towards them. Four hands reached for the ball simultaneously. The man in white grabbed and jerked, as he twisted away from the receiver. The two men collapsed to the ground and referees whistled...
0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco - Brown 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0805 - Toran 0808 - Radella 0908 - Tara - Mara -------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered ------------------------ 2 - onboard Shelby, in Re-gen 0250 Tendra 1000 - Sherry 0999 - Zan - still lost -------------------------------- Known and OR...
[email protected] 12/20/2010 Author's Note: None of this is real. This may or may not be based on something real, but even if it was (and I'm not telling if it is real or fake) obviously names would have been changed, and locations shifted. If this was real, which it may or may not be. I think that if you want to know if it was real, there's an email above, and you can ask. Or you can just enjoy the story. I hope you enjoy it. I like this one. -Duskshade Lost and...
Janie looked at herself in the mirror. She barely recognized the person she saw.Her had been styled with hot metal rods and some kind of light, fragrant oil that held its shape as it dried. It had taken a while, sitting there and letting Tonya do who-knows-what to it. Then Tonya had put makeup on her and helped her pick out an outfit from a communal closet. After all that work she could finally see it all. Her hair tumbled in loose flowing waves. A small black hat with a white band was pinned...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe Sun was hot, with little breeze, one of those days where you just want to sleep in the heavy heat of the day. Slow moving thick heat, Phil could feel a storm in the making, it was more a sense then a fact, as Phil hadn’t checked the weather yet today, no television only a radio for company. his battery supply was getting low, not that he cared he was enjoying the privacy of this deserted beach. His thoughts drifted to Suz, he was missing, her touch, her smile, how he enjoyed when she...
Her piercing blue eyes flicked from the map to the city vista before her, then back to the map once more. Like everyone, she carried a smartphone but there was something special, something tactile about a paper map. A more authentic, genuine and personal experience and she liked that.As the cold December air fluttered the map in her hands she could barely believe she was here. She’d never done anything like this in her entire life. It was totally out of character for her. Or was it? Did she...
Lesbian“Bring her about to port, nice and gentle, but keep tightening the turn until she starts t’ list. Then pull back,” Captain Vex said.“Aye, Captain,” Colin Strong said with much less enthusiasm than usual. The big man looked like hell. The whole right side of his face and parts of the left were swollen and bruised in an angry clash of colors. Purples, yellows, even some blues and greens. The impact points were the fierce dark red of abraded skin and broken blood vessels. His upper lip was swollen...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI was curious as to whether Teresa had followed my instructions. If she wanted me back and for any of my trust in her to return then she would be waiting knelt down naked with her eyes to the ground. I didn’t know whether I wanted her waiting or not, she had hurt me.I took my time to adjust my clothes, making sure my smart black jeans were crease free, my white shirt fully buttoned up and hanging perfectly on my body. My black silk tie was knotted immaculately in a Windsor knot, centered within...
HardcoreMy story (or better our) is 100% true. The first pictures are in my gallery. If they are liked enough then there will be more. Read the story below. This story triggered my first exhibitionist try out. Wanna see my pictures? I sat at my desk while waiting for my boss to let me know that the letter I drafted for him was okay and that I could finally leave. I dangled my heel off of my toes as I bounced my foot anxiously while sitting with my legs crossed. I looked at the clock and saw that it...
Sometimes being captured by a group of natives is better than the life you're living...Lost Tribe (A new standard in sex fantasy)As I sat at my desk I was literally counting down the hours. It was only two more hours till the end of the day and the start of my vacation. A well-deserved vacation I might add. I had been working long hours for months now without a day off in my new job. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the work. It was very gratifying and the boss appreciated my efforts. I just...
"There were voices..." Mr. Marrow's words echoed through Jessy's memory. "and thunderings and lightnings... and an earthquake." This was indeed the climax. Jessy stared in a mixture of disbelief and primal lust, at the feat that this strange man had just accomplished. "This was my dream." Jessy whispered to herself, finally remembering the last of the scriptures Mr. Marrow had taught her. With a wave of his hand, the rest of the large room was now lit with hundreds of candles, both...
0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0130 - Gillese 0200 - Ellen 0250 - Tendra 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0805 - Toran 0808 - Radella 0881 - Handrax 0908 - Tara - Mara 1000 - Sherry -------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered ------------------------ 0100 - Derry (father ship) Rescued from Tendraxians so far ----------------------- 4 on Shelby 2 in re-gen 8 on...
0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) - Lucie 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco - Brown 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0908 - Tara - Mara -------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered ------------------------ 3 - onboard Shelby 2 in re-gen 1000 - Sherry - lost at the moment 0999 - Zan - also lost -------------------------------- Known and OR...
0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) - Derrick 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco - Brown 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0908 - Tara - Mara 0999 - Zan 1000 - Sherry - Lucie (for the moment) ------------------------------------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered -------- 3 - on board Tempro awaiting Sherry 1000 - Sherry- Lost at the...
0003 - Conner- Thomas 0667 - Marco - Brown 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0778 - Jan 0098 - Lucy 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) - Derrick 0908 - Tara - Mara 0125 - Lars 0999 - Zan 0200 -...
Laughing a moment Derrick could only shake his head yeah right! Since when had luck ever really been on his side? All the 'miraculous' saves during his missions during the war had been his feelings of the situation from all the Intel he had. He had almost all the Intel here or so he thought, so why in the hell did he feel as if he was lost adrift on an ancient sea with nothing to guide him or steer? Shelby looked on; starting to see a change in Derrick was she crowding him too much? Backing...
"Searching, according to all information I have on all ship movements and battles I would have to say no but I feel that Conner may have more information than I, at the present moment," Shelby answered. "Thank you Shelby I'll take this information under advisement," Derrick replied deep in thought he had to get all the ships synced up so that all the records were somewhat the same on all the ships. Sighing Derrick thought this damn hunt and peck he was having to do to get information...
Since getting a divorce several months back, I have had newfound freedom to do things I had always wanted to do but was unable to due to my marital commitments. One of the things I had started doing was taking flying lessons, which I thoroughly enjoy and the other thing I always wanted to do was to take a truly exotic vacation. I had been planning this vacation for some time. I have a friend named Pete who has family in South America. Our plan was to fly down to South America and stay...
“The energy doesn’t have to come from you, it just needs to be received by you,” Bella said. She was watching Captain Vex’s back arch against the bed while Will’s tongue worked between her legs. Belita stretched languidly like a big golden housecat, her expression happy and glazed.“Received?” Tonya asked, not following.“Well, it has to turn you on,” Bella clarified. “That’s not a completely accurate way to put it, but there’s enough overlap that it will work until you have enough experience to...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThis is not your typical tale of romance between a man and a woman. I have tried to tell a story of how a man, who believes he has lost everything important in his life, discovers he really hasn’t. Although Post Traumatic Stress Disorder plays only a small part in this tale it plays a major part in the real lives of many people. PTSD is not just a condition that affects men and women in the military. It can, and does, affect anyone who has suffered a traumatic event in their life. If you, a...
Lost Bet By Pippa© It all began as a bit of a joke really. We’d all been out clubbing in some raunchy night-stops and were still high on the atmosphere. As the night wore on and morning was quickly rearing its bright and beautiful head, the group began to dwindle until only three of us were left. My husband Phil, my best mate Lisa and of course me. My name is Helen and what follows is a story that we three will never forget. Lisa lived far away so, we invited her to stay at our place....
Lost in the Woods Ch. 1 © 2011 All Rights Reserved ‘Hey, everybody! I want to tell you about a volunteer opportunity before we get started.’ Willow Oakton gave a mental roll of the eyes before turning her attention to the speaker. Holly Stone was hosting the book club this month, and so she had the floor. Whenever Holly had a ‘volunteer opportunity’ to discuss, it tended to result in everyone else volunteering while Holly supervised. ‘What is it this time, Holly?’ This was from Ivy Blackwood....
Introduction: What happens when you are stranded in the African jungle Chapter One. Into Africa. Thursday 2nd January 2003. Salford, Manchester, England. Doctor Samantha Roberts, I say, answering the phone. Sam? Its Peter Mendel. Happy new year! Hello Peter. Happy new year to you too. Are we all set? Yes. Just confirming that Bebe and I will arrive at Heathrow airport tomorrow at 20.30 from Frankfurt. We fly to Lagos in Nigeria, with an overnight stop. Then onto Kinshasa in the Congo, then...
Janie looked up, her eyes full of suppressed panic. “How? Did he tell you?!”Bella laughed, “You’re not the only one who’s good at picking up on things.”“I really did not want you to know.” Janie set her quill down. Her shoulders slumped. “I didn’t want you to be upset with me, and I didn’t want to have to explain myself. I don’t really know why I did it. The whole night was very strange.”“Please don’t lie to me, Janie. I promise, I’m not upset. I think it’s wonderful,” Bella reached across the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiJanie looked up, her eyes full of suppressed panic. “How? Did he tell you?!”Bella laughed, “You’re not the only one who’s good at picking up on things.”“I really did not want you to know.” Janie set her quill down. Her shoulders slumped. “I didn’t want you to be upset with me, and I didn’t want to have to explain myself. I don’t really know why I did it. The whole night was very strange.”“Please don’t lie to me, Janie. I promise, I’m not upset. I think it’s wonderful,” Bella reached across the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiLOST AND FOUNDThis is a TRUE story…..well 90% of it is, I just can’t remember the other 10%. The names and places HAVE NOT been changed to protect anyone. In 1991, while in my pool, with my 18 year old step-niece, (my wife’s sister’s daughter), after she had caught me by surprise and French kissed me in the morning as I was getting dressed, I found myself staring at her skimpy and ragged bikini top that was not able to hide her ample tits very well. We stood there, facing each other with the...
i'm sabi . I want to share the experience of how I lost my virginity in one of the most unlikely circumstances. This happened around 1 year ago.We had a marriage of one of my cousins in my native village.But,since I had my practicals just the day before which I cannot skip. My father stayed with me ,while my mother and younger brother went to the function a week earlier.Our native village was a 10 hr journey from my place by bus,but my father decided to drive in our car as it will be faster...
I'm Madiha . I want to share the experience of how I lost my virginity in one of the most unlikely circumstances. This happened around 1 year ago.We had a marriage of one of my cousins in my native village.But,since I had my practicals just the day before which I cannot skip. My father stayed with me ,while my mother and younger brother went to the function a week earlier.Our native village was a 10 hr journey from my place by bus,but my father decided to drive in our car as it will be faster...
Lost in Time © 2003 by Nom de Plume FORWARD: The following story is taken from the diary of Dawn Sather-Ridley, who died in Manhattan in 2081. By all accounts, Mrs. Sather-Ridley led an uneventful life as a homemaker and mother. It was not until her diary was discovered after her death that her extraordinary story became known. "Mommy, why do we have to wait here?" The little girl tugged at her mother's coat as she pressed against her in the crowded passageway. "Hush,...
As an avid hiker, I knew my way around the back hills of my small town. I knew every trail and every distinguishable outcropping for miles. I spent years combing the feet of the Appalachians and up its mighty boulders until I couldn't proceed without actual climbing gear. So, when the day came that I finally managed to get myself lost all I could say was, "Shit.""Perfect," I muttered quietly to myself. That's what I get for leaving my GPS unit at camp. But I wasn't going to get anywhere by...
Lost in the Woods Ch. 1 © 2011 All Rights Reserved "Hey, everybody! I want to tell you about a volunteer opportunity before we get started." Willow Oakton gave a mental roll of the eyes before turning her attention to the speaker. Holly Stone was hosting the book club this month, and so she had the floor. Whenever Holly had a "volunteer opportunity" to discuss, it tended to result in everyone else volunteering while Holly supervised. "What is it this time, Holly?" This was from Ivy Blackwood....
Love StoriesPrologue James Vega grew up in Los Angeles County in the city of Alma Perida. It was a quaint little city but it was far from an ideal childhood. His grandparents had been given full custody of him when he was a baby and always let him know that they could refuse to care for him anytime, sending him away to be forgotten and unloved by the social services system. His aunts, uncles, and cousins despised him and never let him forget that he was born to a freak and a runaway. Not all...
Chapter 25 Paul was just leaving the bathroom when he heard the slurs and ran out to confront his brother-in-law. In what felt like slow motion as he was descending the staircase he saw Lucius grab at Deborah and toss her against the wall, causing her head to bang a shelf. Deborah touched her head, saw the blood starting to come out, then collapsed. Paul saw red. He saw his brother-in-law try to strike Deborah again causing Paul to jump on him, knocking him down and landing with the...
Lost Episodes. Those Creepypastas with lost tapes, one and only time airings, and other hidden content. They can be television shows, unreleased cuts of movies for the big or small screen, and even various Commericals. All Evidence is usually destroyed before the episode could be proven real. These lost episodes are not Creepypastas. They are not horror, no matter how high or low quality they have. These are a different genre all together. No... these are the Lost Episodes of Erotic. Episodes...
Dawn was breaking. The storm had passed and the eastern horizon was slowly swelling from black to purple to herald the coming of the sun. The crew of the Kestrel was finishing roping hammocks between trees. The wounded were mostly already asleep. Others were unloading the smallboats they’d used to get supplies ashore. They were all exhausted but still managing to trudge along. Lord Morant and his porters had set up tents near the waterline, a ways away from the rest of the crew. Bella had found...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) 0125 - Lars 0130 - Gillese 0200 - Ellen 0250 - Tendra 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0805 - Toran 0808 - Radella 0881 - Handrax 0908 - Tara - Mara 1000 - Sherry -------------------------- Ungrown - unnumbered ------------------------ 0100 - Derry (father ship) Rescued from Tendraxians so far ----------------------- 4 on Shelby 2 in re-gen 8 on...
0001 - Tempro 0003 - Conner- Thomas 0097 - Ace - Zimmel 0098 - Lucy 0101 - Shelby (mother ship) - Derrick 0125 - Lars 0200 - Ellen 0301 - Rodrick 0403 - Johnathon 0667 - Marco - Brown 0778 - Jan 0798 - Celeste - Shelby (human) 0908 - Tara - Mara 0999 - Zan 1000 - Sherry - Lucie (for the moment) Ungrown - unnumbered 3 - on board Tempro awaiting Sherry 1000 - Sherry- Lost at the moment Derrick watched as Zan appeared out of the trans-warp portal. ‘Something’s going on,’ he thought as...
Lace lounged against a tree, enjoying the music and her drunken buzz. The wake was still going. It wasn’t the happiest reason for revelry, but after a shipwreck and being attacked by monsters it was clear the crew would take any reason they could get. Sailors were an odd lot. They tended to be fairly stoic until you put a few drinks in them. Then everything they were feeling came pouring out. They were communal too, so what one felt, they tended to all feel, even if they generally didn’t talk...
Al opened the door of their quarters, motioning Captain Yitzl inside. “I’m glad you could join us. It’s nice getting to know people when they’re off-duty.” “Yes, it’s something you don’t often get to do as a commanding officer of a ship in deep space. It’s not viewed as helpful allowing your junior officers to witness your personal failings. But in your case, you’re so ... unique, I couldn’t resist.” “Trust us,” Betty said, leading him to a nearby seat, “we don’t bite.” “Would you care for...