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The following morning Emerson was pleased to see the girls rode with their hair tucked under their hats, although he knew a person would have to be a fair distance away to mistake them for men. Those two were very much female.

The herd had settled into a routine and the drive was going well. Emerson was confident that if he could get past Gustin the drive would succeed.

It was about an hour before Emerson expected to reach the night's campground when Tom Gordon rode up to him. "Emerson, it's probably okay, but I wanted to be sure you knew. The girls headed off to catch Pedro. They said the herd was going good and they were going to surprise everyone with something to eat besides beans. Do you think they will be all right?"

Emerson was immediately annoyed. They probably would have no problems, but they had gone alone! How could he be certain?

"Tom, I think we'll ride on ahead and catch them. This is exactly what I did not want them to do, regardless of the reason."

Emerson took off at a fast trot with Tom close behind. In twenty minutes of hard riding they found where Pedro had set up camp and the girls' horses were there. Still a half mile distant, Emerson felt relief. He would give them the lecture of their lives!

Tom called to him and Emerson looked his way. Tom was pointing to a break in the rocks near the base of a mountain. Emerging from the opening were four armed men. They were headed for the camp and were about the same distance away from it as Emerson and Tom.

Emerson opened his gelding up and Tom followed suit. The two pulled into camp just ahead of the small group of armed men. Emerson dismounted and walked to the fire and stood facing the approaching riders. Tom came up on Emerson's left.

As the four got close they stopped their mounts and sat looking the situation over. Emerson knew the leader had to be Gustin. He was a big man, in his forties with a surprisingly friendly smile. To his right was a Mexican, dressed in black and silver. Long hair flowed from under his hat. He didn't bother to try a smile and showed contempt as he faced Tom and Emerson.

The other two had to be Miller and Tuleya. Emerson had heard descriptions of the two. Miller was a slight man, blonde to point of almost being an albino. He wore a mustache as light as the rest of his hair. He was around thirty and was one of those people that always seemed nervous and on edge. Tuleya was dark in complexion and hair. He was much larger than Miller and looked almost jovial. Emerson knew that he was anything but that, and regarded the group closely.

The four men dismounted and walked to the fire, stopping across from Emerson and Tom. It was at this time the two girls emerged from the small tent Pedro had placed for them by the chuck wagon.

They had seen Tom and Emerson ride up and knew they were in for a dressing down, but both felt justified in their actions. It began when Maria thought it would be nice to cook a 'real meal', as she called it She then persuaded Cathy. "This is our last chance to have a decent meal," Maria had told Cathy. "We are safe enough today. The real danger starts tomorrow. Think how much everyone will appreciate a good meal."

Cathy had been dubious. "You know what Emerson said. He might get pretty upset."

Maria responded, "What can he do? Spank us? Come on Cathy, let's do it."

Cathy had relented, but insisted Tom be told of their plans. Maria chided her as they rode. "You seem to spend a lot of time with Tom. Is there something there?"

"I am surprised you noticed, the way you watch Emerson all the time. I happen to think Tom is nice. The more I see of him, the more I realize he is better than I had thought."

As soon as they reached the chuck wagon the two appraised Pedro of their plans. Since he would have a good meal and only have to gather wood for a fire, he gladly agreed.

The girls ducked into their shelter and quickly cleaned up. Both washed their faces and hands, removed their hats and combed their hair. At this point, they heard horses and glanced out to see Emerson and Tom riding fast to the camp.

"We are in for it now," Cathy told Maria. "Did you see how fast they rode up? Emerson must be mad!"

"Well, I am not afraid of any man," Maria answered. "We will stick to our plans and make a nice meal, for a change. That will take care of any ill feelings fast."

The two women failed to hear the other riders approach from their blind side. When they stepped out of the shelter, it was to find Emerson and Tom facing four men across the fire.

They saw the strangers react to their presence. Their mouths all dropped and they became openly agitated. Maria realized these men were like animals and there would be trouble. Both girls stopped and stood very still.

"Good God!" Bob Gustin exclaimed. "Will you look at that! Boys, this is our lucky day!"

"If you don't mind, Gustin, I'd like that dark-haired one first." It was Miller and his eyes practically glowed as he watched Maria.

"Boys, you know I'll be fair. First, I think we should talk to these gents. They may have something to say." Gustin gave a quick laugh as he finished.

Emerson stood still, watching the four. It was his to do. These men would try to kill Tom and him, and take the girls and the cattle. There were only four of them here, but there had to be more close by. Swiftly calculating their chances, Emerson knew how bleak it was. Still, it was fortunate that Gustin did not have his entire gang with him. Emerson determined he would never let them join forces. His best chance was to take as many of these men as he could right now.

Tom followed Emerson's lead. Maria and Cathy remained silent. They had heard the comments and knew what these men planned.

"This is a quiet bunch," Gustin finally spoke. "We are here to tell you we are going to cut your herd for any of my cattle. While we are at it, I think these ladies will want to go with us. Isn't that so, girls, or would you rather we kill these cowboys right here and now?"

There it was. Maria knew they would shoot Emerson and Tom if they didn't agree to go with them. She also knew Emerson would die before he would let those brutes have her and Cathy. She had placed them all in a horrible position!

It was Emerson that spoke. "You are Gustin? You don't have any cattle and you certainly aren't going to cut this herd. And," Emerson emphasized his next sentence," You'll rot in Hell before you ever touch one of these girls!"

Gustin gave that friendly smile. "Mister, I am Bob Gustin and I have eight men on a flat on that mountain watching us right now. All I have to do is signal them and they'll be here in a couple of minutes. Now do you have a crew that can handle a dozen fighting men?"

"The crew will only have to handle eight and yes, they are up to it." Emerson answered. Emerson took a half step closer and asked, "Gustin, do you think you are up to it?"

Gustin was confused. "Why do you think they'll only have eight to worry about? You can bet we'll be with them."

"I'm betting you won't be, Gustin. So far you've talked a lot but haven't done much to back it up. Talk is cheap," Emerson smiled at Gustin across the fire.

It was Tuleya that spoke, "For Christ's sake, Gustin! He means to take us out of the play, here and now!"

"Who are you?" Gustin had lost his smile. "You don't look like anybody I ever heard of. I think you're just desperate. I'm going to signal my men to come down."

"The next move you make better be for your gun, Gustin. I can't let you get together with the rest of your scum. You've made your talk, now it's time to back it up!" Emerson goaded the outlaw leader.

Maria stood still, sensing that death was at hand. She marveled at Emerson's nerve and confidence. Even as she felt fear unlike any she had ever experienced before, she admired Emerson. He was a man, as her father would say. He faced Gustin and his outlaws and showed no fear. He had even challenged them!

Tom Gordon knew he was facing some very salty men and he had thoughts of dying. He was amazed that he had no fear. These men were out to rape and plunder and he and Emerson were the only ones that were near enough to stop them. If he died in these hills, it would be with honor. He considered that and knew it was better than living in shame. He felt pride. Emerson needed help and he was the man standing beside him with his life in the balance. At this point, he had no doubt that Emerson's intention was to shoot it out with these outlaws!

Maria, too, understood what was about to happen. Emerson was going to improve the odds for the others and possibly give the women an opportunity to survive, even at the cost of his life. She watched the scene unfold in horror.

Cathy Jordan recognized the situation as being bleak, and decided Tom and Emerson would not be able to handle all four men. She glanced around and located her rifle, leaning against the wagon, not five feet away. Quickly, she made her plans.

Cathy felt pride in the courage of the two men from Morgantown. Tom was showing more nerve than most. Few would back Emerson in this hand. Gustin seemed to hold all the cards. Yet Tom did not waver, and Cathy knew he was willing to die for her and Maria. She promised herself that she would never question Tom's courage again, if they both survived this situation. Thinking about her rifle, Cathy knew that she was going to have a say in who was left standing.

Gustin gave the group by the fire his best smile, "There's no need to get all worked up. We were just-" and he went for his gun.

Emerson had sized up the group and decided Miller and Tuleya were the most serious threat. He would concentrate on them. He was glad to have Tom side him, but knew Tom would never be able to take the other two. It was a tough situation. His intention was to get as many as possible and hope the rest of the crew would show up in time to help the girls.

His hands shot down and came up blazing. He was putting lead into Miller and Tuleya as fast as he could thumb back the hammer. The button Emerson had focused on disappeared on Miller's shirt. Tuleya's shirt pocket turned crimson and both men staggered backward.

As he was firing, Emerson saw the Mexican go down and realized Tom had done his job. A blow smashed Emerson's right shoulder and he was turned part way around. He brought up his left hand gun and pointed it at Gustin only to see Gustin's chest turn red and his arms flail wildly. Then Emerson saw Gustin take another slug in the chest and drop over backward. Turning he saw Cathy Jordan levering another shell into her rifle.

Tom concentrated on Emerson's advice. He had to make his first shot count! When Gustin started the dance, Tom had already decided to try for the long-haired Mexican. Tom was bringing his colt up when he saw flame and felt the bullet go by his head. Tom leveled his gun and shot, just before his man fired for the second time. Tom's aim was true and the Mexican took one in the heart, but not before his second shot took the hat off Tom Gordon's head. Tom went down in a heap.

Cathy grabbed for her rifle when the shooting started. Turning back she saw Tom and the Mexican both drop and Emerson hit by a bullet of Gustin's. Feeling a hatred she had never before experienced, she shot Gustin in the chest. Working the lever, she fired again and then ejected the spent shell and replaced it with a fresh one, waiting.

Emerson began dumping spent cartridges from his left hand gun as he surveyed the scene. Unable able to use his right arm, it took longer than usual. He holstered that colt and reached over and removed the gun from his right hand and reloaded that.

By this time Cathy was at Tom's side, looking at his head wound. With a sigh of relief, she told Emerson, "He's still alive, but it looks like a slug dug a furrow in his head. I think he should be all right if I can stop the bleeding."

Maria was close to Emerson. "You've been shot! Look at your shoulder, and your leg!"

Emerson had not known he was hit in the leg, but when Maria mentioned it he noticed his right leg was weak. He had been hit in the thigh, near the spot the steer had gouged. The bullet had passed through, but he was bleeding from both wounds.

He staggered as he took a step and Maria came closer and placed his good arm around her shoulders.

"I want you girls to get out of here, fast! The rest of Gustin's crew watched that whole thing and will be high tailing it down that mountain right now."

"Emerson, Tom needs care. I guess I'll stay here with him." It was Cathy. Emerson suddenly realized he would never get Cathy to leave Tom.

He nodded to Cathy. "Then get him under the wagon and have your rifle loaded and ready." Pedro came puffing into camp, his arms full of wood and his eyes popping. "Pedro, stay with Cathy and Tom." Emerson was trying to think through the pain that was beginning to flood his body.

"Maria, ride for the crew and get them back here pronto! I'm going to try to beat the rest of Gustin's bunch to that wash I saw these four come from. If I can beat them there, I can hold them off for awhile. Help me back to my horse and then get on Tom's and ride!"

Mounting his gelding was difficult, but with Maria's help he made it. Maria then jumped on Tom's mount.

"There is no sense telling you to be careful. Just stay alive, for me, please." Maria told Emerson and then wheeled her horse and headed out on a dead run.

It seemed like it took forever, but just over a mile out, Maria saw the crew riding in a group, headed in her direction. She pulled up as they approached.

Pat Casey was white as he questioned Maria. "We heard shooting. Where have you been hit?"

Maria glanced at her shirt and saw it was covered with blood. Her father thought she had been shot! "I wasn't hit. Tom and Emerson shot it out with Gustin and three of his men. Gustin's bunch is dead, but Tom and Emerson were hit. This is Emerson's blood. Gustin said the rest of his gang would come off that mountain, so Emerson rode to a wash to try to hold them off. He is seriously wounded and needs help!"

Then, as if to emphasize her words, gunfire reached their ears. Without another word, Miguel spurred his horse in that direction, and the rest followed suit. Maria turned Tom's tired mount and headed after them as fast as she could.

Emerson knew he had lost much blood and was weakening as he rode. Still, he had no choice. If he could get to that bottleneck before Gustin's bunch, he could hold them off for a while. Emerson knew his crew had to have heard the shooting and would be coming.

He left his horse and headed for some high rocks on the east side of the ravine. He fell when he dismounted, his right leg no longer responding to his commands. He lurched to his feet and locked his knee. Using his rifle as a crutch he managed to get into the rocks. It wasn't the place he would have chosen, but it was the one he could reach.

Riders were coming hard down a dim trail and Emerson knew he had barely reached the rocks in time. It was Gustin's men, of that he was certain. The third man was obviously an Indian, riding with no saddle and no shirt.

Cradling the rifle against his left shoulder, Emerson put the lead rider in his sights. When he got within forty yards, Emerson squeezed the trigger. The man rolled off the back of the horse and remained where he struck the ground. The rest of the outlaws threw themselves from their saddles and took cover in the rocks.

They soon determined Emerson's position and began shooting in his direction. Placing the stock between his knees, Emerson worked the lever on the rifle. Slugs whined off the rocks around him as he kept low. Emerson felt himself becoming dizzy and knew the crew would have to show up soon, or it would be all over.

He pointed the rifle around a bolder and fired a shot with his left hand, just to give them the idea he was still alive and shooting back. Then he slowly worked another shell into the chamber.

Miguel Hernandez rode like a man possessed. His wife's son was in grave danger. He has grown fond of Emerson and recognized him as a man of character and courage. The rest of the crew worked to keep up. Following the sounds of the shooting, Miguel saw the opening in the rocks and headed for it with his colt drawn. Those behind him followed suit and raced into the wash with their guns ready.

Gustin's men had taken cover from the shots Emerson fired. When Miguel and the others hit the opening, their sides were exposed. The fighting was brutal, but lasted only about a minute. Miguel, Pat Casey, Billy Hatko and the rest of the riders were no pilgrims. When they entered the wash they laid down a merciless barrage that the remnants of Gustin's gang could not endure.

Emerson had gotten to his feet when he heard the riders open up on the outlaws and saw most of the swift finish. Feeling weak, but relieved, he was about to call down, when he sensed movement behind him. Trying to move fast, Emerson simply fell, but it saved his life. He felt a burning sensation in his lower back and he landed on his bad shoulder. Rolling over, and in great pain, he saw the Apache standing over him with a bloody knife.

Even as he tried to get a pistol into play, Emerson knew he would be no match for the speed of the Indian. The knife would do its work and Emerson was far too weak to prevent it.

Suddenly, from close by, a shot boomed and Emerson saw the Indian's blood spray the boulders. The cruel face showed surprise for a second and then went blank, as the man collapsed on Emerson, dead.

With his last bit of strength, Emerson pushed the body from him. Standing on a rock, holding a rifle, was Maria. She dropped the weapon, rushed over and and knelt beside Emerson. "Can you get up? We have to get you out of here."

"I think I can make my feet, if you help me. I'm getting a little light-headed. Maria, you were just in time!" Emerson's voice was weak and he could barely hear himself.

With Maria to lean on, Emerson was able to get back down to where he had left his horse. He knew that, even with her help he would not be able to reach the saddle. At that point, his crew rode out of the wash and over to where he and Maria stood.

Billy Hatko jumped off his horse and gently put his arms around Emerson. It was barely in time, as Emerson felt himself sinking. Billy lowered him to the ground and began to work on him immediately. He cut what was left of Emerson's shirt and made bandages and placed them over the wounds.

"We have to stop the bleeding now, then we'll get you back to camp to do a thorough job. It looks like I'll have to stitch your back. This reminds me of that time we were in San Francisco." As he spoke, Billy quickly worked to stop the flow of blood.

"Now let's get you back to camp." Billy declared and Maria and the others watched as Billy lifted Emerson into the saddle. Maria had been very quiet, but as she mounted, she looked at the other riders.

"Bob, are you all right?" she asked Bob Jordan. He was wearing a bandage around his left forearm.

"Maria, it is a scratch compared to what Emerson took. We wiped out the rest of Gustin's gang! These guys might look like a bunch of ranchers, but can they shoot! Your dad and Miguel rode into that wash, shooting the Hell out of them. I was lucky to get there in time to be a part of it. Is Cathy okay?" Bob was still very excited from his first taste of battle.

"She is fine. When Tom and Emerson shot it out with those four, your sister grabbed her rifle and killed Gustin herself. He was putting bullets into Emerson, who had been fighting with that Miller and Tuleya. Tom shot some other man and was wounded in the head. She would not leave for safety when Emerson told her to. She insisted on staying with Tom. Pedro had been out looking for firewood and missed the whole thing." Maria decided to admit to the group why they came to be at the camp.

"It was my fault this all happened. I talked Cathy into leaving early to go to the camp to make a nice meal for everyone. I never thought there would be any trouble today. I almost got everyone killed. Those men were discussing what they were going to do with Cathy and me, like we were a couple of cattle. If Tom and Emerson hadn't followed us in, I hate to think where we would be now." Maria was very contrite as she told her story.

Pat Casey spoke, "Maria, we aren't going to worry about that right now. We have too many things to do. As soon as we determine how things are at the camp we have to get back to the herd or those animals will wander all over the place. Just learn from these things."

Emerson was lost in a world between reality and dream, except the pain was becoming very real. He could hear people, but didn't know, or care, what was said. Billy rode close to him, keeping him in the saddle. He was hunched forward, his chin on his chest.

As they approached the camp, Pedro and Cathy stepped from cover, both carrying rifles. Cathy looked the group over. "I'd guess you all met up with the rest of that outlaw bunch and they didn't fare so well. Bob, are you hurt?"

"It's little more than a scratch. We shot the Hell out of that gang of tough men. Emerson is hurt bad though. How is Tom?" Bob showed relief as he saw his sister was unhurt.

"He is breathing regular and the bleeding has stopped, but he hasn't come to, yet. I think he will be all right in a couple of days. I sure hope so!" It was like Cathy to say what she felt.

As the riders entered the camp, Gustin and his men were still stretched out in death. Each man was able to see the fight in his mind as he looked at the scene.

"Every damn one of them brought their gun into play." It was Pat Casey. "I'd say they had their chance and came up short. Any man that would bother women deserves this. Boys, drag these bustards out of here and cover them with rocks."

Billy and Maria had helped Emerson down and laid him on a blanket by the fire. Billy seemed to have experience in wounds and took control.

"Pedro, get a bottle of whiskey out of the wagon. We have to pour some on this man's wounds, and then pour some in him. Maria, heat some water up. We have to clean these wounds."

Billy was amazingly gentle as he probed and cleaned Emerson's wounds. Emerson had lapsed into unconsciousness, but moaned when Billy poured the alcohol on them. Maria was at Billy's side, helping any way she could.

"I have to stitch up this cut. It looks like a knife wound." Billy said to Maria. "Do you know how he got it?"

"When all the riders were shooting it out with Gustin's crowd in those rocks, I found Emerson's horse and looked around for him. When I did find him he was struggling with an Indian. Emerson was already weak and the Indian was going to stab him, so I shot the Indian. He was so close he fell on Emerson when he died." Maria was thinking about the fear she felt and she had gladly killed a man to save another.

Billy looked at Maria. "You'll do Maria! Emerson owes you his life. That was good work."

"Billy, I disobeyed him and now he's lost blood and who knows what, because of me. Tom is badly hurt. I don't feel like I helped him any." Maria was near tears.

"I don't think you understand men very well, Maria. Tom and Emerson did what they had to do. They won't complain. Emerson would give his life to save yours and never think twice. They are going to be happy they saved two of the finest girls in New Mexico. What you and Cathy can do to repay them, is always be what you are now," Billy counseled.

Maria felt tears on her cheeks as she spoke, "Billy, thanks, but what if I'm not worth it? Emerson's life is more important than mine!"

Billy smiled as he responded, "Maria, don't you see? You are worth it! That answer proved it! Let's get this done and let him rest."

Maria spent that evening, and the entire night, sitting by Emerson, placing wet cloths on his forehead to relieve the fever that gripped him. Cathy was near by, maintaining a vigil over Tom. Occasionally, the two would exchange encouragements or smiles. Each knew how worried the other was.

In the small hours of the morning Emerson seemed on fire. Maria kept placing cool cloths on him and wiping his brow. It was then that he began to talk, and to Maria's surprise, in fluent Spanish. She found that answering in Spanish seemed to relax him, so she spent the rest of the night responding to Emerson's talk. Cathy heard them and was surprised as well. She could only imagine what Maria thought when she learned Emerson had mastered that language.

Maria knew Cathy could hear, but not understand, what she and Emerson were saying. She was grateful for that. Emerson was squeezing her hand and talking love. At first it embarrassed Maria, but she soon found herself responding to him. He would smile and sleep for short periods, them she would feel the pressure on her hand and he would start in again. Maria found herself looking forward to those moments.

She felt closer to Emerson than she ever had to any man, and could say things she normally would not. He was delirious and would never remember the things they said. Besides, it seemed to help relax him and she knew he would need rest if he were going to make it. So Maria talked of love to a man near death and learned from it. As she spoke, she began to understand her feelings toward this handsome man, who had both made her life Hell and saved it twice.

The sun was just beginning to show in the eastern sky when Cathy gasped loudly. "Tom is coming around! His eyes are open!"

Maria joined Cathy as Tom moaned and looked around. "I guess I must be dead and with the angels." A weak smile followed.

Cathy laughed, "You are with angels, but you're still alive, thank God!" and she bent down and kissed him. As she withdrew, Cathy told Tom, "You had a bullet bounce off that thick skull of yours. You've been out ever since. How do you feel?"

"Like I was kicked in the head by a mule! I did feel some relief when you kissed me. I wonder if you could sort of help me out a little more?" Tom asked with a straight face.

"Okay this time, but don't think I'm going to try to give you a full recovery right now!" Cathy laughed as she gave Tom another kiss. "I'm just so glad that you woke up!"

"What did happen? I don't remember very much. I guess Emerson thinks I'm pretty slow. What did he say?" Tom watched as the girls' expressions turned serious. "Is he all right? For God's sake, did he get killed?"

Maria answered, " Emerson is very much alive. He was hit in the shoulder and leg in that fight and then rode to meet the rest of Gustin's gang in the wash to the east, so they couldn't over run the camp and get you and Cathy. She refused to leave you. In that fight an Indian cut him with a knife and he lost more blood. Right now, he is sleeping by the fire, but he has a bad fever and is not very well."

"Tom, it was my fault for talking Cathy into leaving the herd. You and Emerson were wonderful. You saved Cathy and me. I only hope you both can forgive me."

"It sounds like Emerson was busy." Tom looked at Maria. "There is nothing to forgive. I'm just glad I was finally able to answer the call. I was calm and wasn't afraid, although I may have been too slow. I can't speak for Emerson, but I know he would ride into Hell for you. We saw him do it, in fact. He will never be angry with you."

Maria returned to Emerson's side as Cathy and Tom discussed the previous day's excitement. It seemed to Maria that those two were becoming more than friends on this trip. She was glad for them, but it brought her back to the man beside her. She realized how much she wanted him to recover. Maria wiped his brow and waited.

As the day wore on members of the crew stopped by to see how Emerson was doing. Pat Casey spoke to Maria, "I know you are worried about Emerson, but lie down and get some rest. We don't want you to be ill, too. We have to keep drifting the herd so the cattle can graze. I'll be sure somebody is around to keep an eye on you. I think we eliminated most of the danger yesterday. I'll be back this evening to see how everything is going. Get some rest."

Billy came by twice to clean the wounds and change bandages. "I know he looks bad, but he'll make it. No bones were hit. His shoulder will take a long time to heal. He suffered muscle damage, but I think he is better now than he was last night. He sure has a good nurse, who had better get some rest."

Emerson woke with the feeling someone had put equal amounts of sand and cotton in his mouth. He felt pain in his shoulder, but not as bad as he might expect. His leg throbbed, but compared to his shoulder, would be no problem. The cut he received from the damned Indian burned his back.

Emerson decided to open his eyes and get some water. He found a damp cloth covered his forehead and eyes and a weight was on his chest. Looking under the edge of the cloth he could see Maria lying with her head on his chest. She seemed asleep. He realized his left hand was resting on her cheek.

Gently, he began to caress her cheek and neck. He kept it up for several minutes. Then he felt Maria stiffen. She was very still for a minute as Emerson kept caressing her. Then she sat up and removed the cloth and looked into his eyes.

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Buna, ma numesc Denisa, sunt studenta, am 20 de ani si sunt maritata de un an cu Alex. Sotul meu are 26 de ani si este Sales Manager la o multinationala din Bucuresti. Locuim intr-un apartament cochet si ne intelegem de minune ; ne iubim la nebunie si nu ne refuzam unul altuia nicio dorinta care sa ne faca placere sau care sa ne faca sa ne simtim bine. Facem sex in fiecare zi, cateodata si de mai multe ori pe zi, am experimentat toate fanteziile sexuale care ne-au trecut prin cap si pot spune...

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I, Jeff, am a single guy with a six-figure income job at an aggressive company. I have worked there for five years and love my job. I seldom date because most of the available women are just not my type. And I find them bossy, whiny and overly interested in themselves. The only exception is Patricia, unfortunately married to my best friend Richard. They have been married six years now, and it seems a marriage made in heaven. She is my ideal woman in looks, demeanor, personality and how she...

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This is real life story that happened a couple of years back between my aunt and me. my name is Alok (changed) and let us call my aunt Kamala (for privacy reasons) who was about 15 years elder to me. I was 28 years old when this incident happened and my aunt Kamala was 42. She was a happily married software engineer who had traveled the world and seen all sides of life. She has a 10-year-old daughter and her husband was a businessman who traveled very frequently. About my aunt, she is not size...

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Hey guys, this is Aakash from Bangalore continuing the previous story on how I and my friends had a crazy time in the islands of Lakshadweep. Before starting I would like to thank all the guys who hit me up on Gmail and showed their love. All those who haven’t read my previous stories, I would recommend you do. After I and Dammy came into our cottage I saw Aksha and Dammy whispering to each other, giggling and high-fiving each other. I realized Aksha knew what had happened so I asked her...

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The new summer job part four

"… Part 4John was busy on a call when Daniel left for the night, no blowjob thattime. As he drove home, he tried to think of the money he was making, buthe kept seeing naked cocks in front of him, of sucking them, of swallowingtheir cum. And despite his disgust at the idea, the fact that he'dsubmitted to it, his own cock stirred in his tight boxers and jeans.As he pulled up to his house, he adjusted himself so he could walk in. Justas he stepped out of the car, he heard someone calling his...

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“He is French, bi-lingual, handsome, twenty years younger than us, well hung and Judy suspects bisexual. “Judy told me me we can have our way with him as long as I tell her all about it on the phone next day. “Might be a fun way to spend a holiday afternoon baby? “You and and I make love together, and we do it beautifully. When we have a third person that is just sex for sexual pleasure. “Remember outer sex only, no intercourse.” When Monday came around we were both determined to make the...

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How Lucky Can You GetChapter 9

We looked over the bodies we could find and we lucked out. Five of them were wanted, and the one I guessed to be the leader was worth $275. The others were worth $25 or $50, so we could get $450 for the lot. That was not much compared to the loot that we had found, but we were into this on a "waste not, want not" basis. We loaded the wanted men into the wagon and tied the usable horses to the back. By the time we salvaged all of the good tack and guns, we were going to come out with over...

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My wife is a witch. Not a nasty woman that you’d refer to as a witch. I mean she is a real, card-carrying, bonified witch. I didn’t know she was a witch when we got married, but I found out soon enough. Witches seem to have a bad rap for some reason. I’m here to tell you that my witch is the most incredible woman I have ever met. In fact, I am by far the luckiest man on the planet.I don’t care if it was her deities or all the other powers that be that let me stumbled into her presence, But I am...

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It was a Wednesday morning, I woke up about 8 o'clock.There she lay next to me in a pink night dress, the strap that normally sat on her right shoulder had sagged down to the middle of her upper arm.I put her hair on the side so that I saw her bare shoulder, I kissed it.I lowered the blanket a little, her beautiful full breasts came out in her thinner nightdress.her thick meaty nipples pierced through, not surprising because her nipples were hard and erected all the time.I can not resist...

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VacationChapter 32

Day Thirty-two - Thursday - Day one of our new life The phone was ringing. I didn't even realize we had hooked it up. The phone was still ringing. I slipped out of bed looking at the clock, five-thirty. "Hello." "Steve, I'm glad you're up. This is Gene and I really need your help. I heard you were not going on a honeymoon, so I knew you were going to be in town." "Gene, it's five thirty in the morning. Couldn't this wait till, oh, I don't know, maybe seven?" "No, no, it...

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From Gary to Greta Part IV

The fourth part of From Gary to Greta is also written by my Domme Mistress whose name will not be revealed. This story isn?t for people underage. So if you are too young or don?t like TG-Stories don?t read further. By Domme Mistress and Greta From Gary to Greta Part IV Against my better judgment, I decided to wait two more days, to save myself until Thursday. I did the house chores early in the morning totally naked. I know that being Prussian, my cock is about two to...

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Carys Jenkins was a daring soul. At every opportunity, she would sitch her clothes and get up to some seriously risky fun. She was a natural at streaking, know how to deal with locking herself out naked, and knew the best routes when she would go walking with nothing but her shoes on. Most of her friends didn't know, except for Kelly, her closest friend who would sometimes join her on her little escapades. It was a cool summer's day, and Carys was chilling in her bedroom when kelly knocked on...

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I remember the first time I slept with a girl, it was the most amazing sexual experience of my life. It was the first week of my freshman year at an all girl college. I was just getting settled into my dorm room, and I was going to take a shower before I went out. I took my clothes off, put on a towel, and went to the showers. There were about 10 other girls there, and I had met a couple of them before. They were all good looking, bang-able as my boyfriend would say. It was a huge shower, and...

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It was at the gallery that I first saw Chloe. She was sitting alone in the corner of the cafe, perusing the exhibition catalogue intently, her coffee neglected. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the woodblock prints as she turned the pages deliberately. ‘This is a pretty good display of the art of ukiyo-e, or Japanese woodblock prints’ I blurted, no longer able to watch in silence. Her eyes flicked up in alarm, threatened by the incursion into her temporary world. Then she relaxed, realising there...

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When I was 18 years old, this was happened. My moms lover Mr.Venkatesh, after fucking my mom Nagamani, asked her to send me for a day to work in their house. Mom laughed and kissed his tip of 14 inches cock and said “he is your slave. You can use him as u like. If you want, you can cut him in to pieces and make curry.”. Venkatesh kissed moms nose and said “our toilet has filled up with shit. That has to be cleaned. Till then we will use him as toilet also.”. You naughty, take the bastard” mom...

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I’d been in my little travel trailer for seventeen months and the year was drawing to a close. I camped after Thanksgiving down south of Tucson where I had absolutely no cell coverage and no Internet. I needed time to contemplate the lint in my navel and decide what I was going to do next. What had I accomplished when I ‘hit the road, Jack’? I’d traveled 38,000 miles through thirty-six states and up into one Canadian province. I’d been to national parks and monuments, and some of the most...

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Chuck has been trying to sell his house, and physiotherapist Alex Coal schedules a viewing with him. Chuck gives Alex the tour and walks her through the house, showing off the two bathrooms, three bedrooms, and heated pool. Alex is very impressed, but wants to negotiate the 1.5 million dollar price. When Chuck complains of a groin injury, she tells him to lie down so she can check it out. While working on his injury, Alex convinces Chuck to lower his asking price, then when she starts stroking...

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The Rogues Harem Book 2 Rogues Wicked HaremChapter 13 Royal Command

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this! Sven Falk – Faerie “Fuck my daughter.” The command that the faerie queen gave me shocked me. I expected to be ordered to eat her pussy, to make her cum. I was here to pleasure her, to show her my prowess in bed. Did she not think I was worthy to fuck her? That I wasn’t good enough to bend her over and fuck her hard from behind? The urge to stand up, throw her over her dressing table, and plow her hard seize me. I ached to show her how...

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On The Veranda

What a day at the lodge. The sun is just rising above the wild scene. Outside birds are chirping and the leaves of the trees rustle in a light breeze. The cobbling water from the stream provides a soft background sound. You lie on your stomach, naked. I am naked as well. I softly kiss your neck, then your shoulders, and down your back. I nibble your beautiful butt and you turn around and laugh. I move to your side, place one hand under your shoulders and the other under your knees. I lift you...

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Wifes revenge part 2

After my humiliation and excitement at the hands of my wife and her friend Jayne, the week had passed quite quickly. We had both been working long hours and hadn´t seen much of each other. On the days that we did know that we would be in together, I had found a note giving me instructions on what was expected of me on my wife´s arrival. These mainly consisted of me having to be dressed in my maids outfit, with all the household chores done and her dinner ready and waiting for her. As she had...

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When Taylor’s eyes opened to the white ceiling above her masked by a white gauze canopy, she wondered for a brief instant where she was. But the musky male odor reminded her of the previous night. She looked at him nearly sprawled over the remaining bed, his back slashed with faint scars of careless companions. Taylor looked his back over wantonly, wishing he were awake so she could ask him how he gained such lasting scars. She shivered knowing that he must have suffered painful nights and...

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I’ve had a fetish about white jockey briefs since I was 16. I like the way the double layer of cotton feels so smooth when I rub my balls and right round to my bum hole. One day I got caught doing this by my mother. She told me to stop doing it because I might end up all queer. I knew what she meant but in those days didn’t exactly know what people who were “all queer” got up to, just that it was forbidden.Every Tuesday at high school we went swimming at the school pool straight after lunch....

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Karis DanceChapter 6

Football practice could not end soon enough for John. Kari was waiting for him in the hallway outside the locker room door. As he exited, she ran to him, taking his hand and almost skipping down the hall. John could not help but notice. "Wow, you're in a good mood." Kari nodded affirmatively, "Uh huh. I missed being with you." They laughed and joked with several others as they all walked to the parking lot, but once in his car, Kari moved next to him. She didn't say much on the short...

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Hi friends I am a fan of this wonderful Kerala Erotica site. This is a real story I am Krishna (not real name) aged 34 years and residing at Bangalore. I would like to narrate my story to the readers of this site. I went to my aunt’s house at Kozhikode as she was not feeling well and hospitalized. Uncle was staying with her at the Hospital. Her neighbor and family used to assist them for all requirements and even used to spare a few hours at Hospital for my Uncle to go home and change. One of...

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How was I gonna fuck 'Elda?That question had been bugging me ever since that electric night when I proclaimed my love for her and discovered she had a penis. It didn't matter to me all that much whether she had a penis or a pussy, I still wanted to fuck her, really fuck her -- I guess in her ass since she doesn't have a pussy. But even if she did have one, the problem still remained. And I loved her so desperately much.Ever since that night, I would wait for her to visit my room after she had...

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Danielle stood in front of the full length mirror in her neighbor's bedroom frantically trying to zip up the new dress she brought."Macy. This dress is extremely tight. Help me zip it up!"Macy crossed the room and finished zipping up Danielle's dress, bringing relief to her blonde neighbor."Danielle. What size is that dress anyway?""It's a size three but I guess my boobs must have grown a bit since this morning.""Danielle. You're just about as crazy as I'm, girl!"Danielle sat on a chair and...

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John was enjoying a quiet pint in his local pub, out of the way from the hustle and bustle of his wife and visiting niece. The pint was going down rather well and he was happy with just his mobile phone for company. It was around half past ten, just as he was finishing the dregs of his last pint when his eyes met Emily, his niece, from across the bar.Emily made a beeline for her Uncle John and soon she had offered to buy him a pint and was knocking back gin and tonics, and doubles at that. By...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 3

“What happened last night was a onetime thing, I swear,” Caleb tells her in the morning. “If it needs to be done again, I’ll do it.” “Okay, Daddy,” she replies simply, almost running to the bathroom to try and ease her urges as best as she can. But later, once the day is over and it’s time for bed, things are a little different. Candace isn’t woken by the feeling of her father’s erection pressing into her, but by quick movement from his side of the bed. She rolls over and what she sees...

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Return To The Nursery

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Jakes Journal The Philippines JoyfullyChapter 4

The next day was the beginning of the long and arduous trip back to the States. The length of time it takes and the number of planes I had to ride was appalling and not worth retelling here. A day later I was home in the US and after a few hours rest, I had my work cut out for me. I had to do the following: sell off the part of my business which was involved with physical things and arrange for some services to be transferred to others. Notify clients that while I would be available for...

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My moms tight pussy

100% fiction! It all started when I was 18yo boy. My mom would always walk in my room in a and bra. My mom has a sexy body. big ass and huge boobs. She would walk in just to tell me she was gonna take a shower. One day she came in my room in a bra and a g string but this time she had to really talk to me. I couldn't help it when she say next to me and her boobs were in my face I got real hard and my mom saw it and grabbed it. My pants where on but I freaked out and friend to get up. She got on...

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BurningAngel Rocky Emerson Bratty Teens

Rocky Emerson thinks that because she’s tall and totally fucking gorgeous, that nobody will care about asking for ID – but handsome bartender Small Hands wasn’t having it as she tried flirting and lifting her little black dress revealing her lacy red lingerie underneath. She had to go… but this bratty teen got horny when he scolded her, so she stomped off into the bathroom stall to masturbate! Shocked to find her, she admitted the truth, asking if she could stay for some...

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Trick or Treat

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Living Next Door to Heaven 3 What Were They ThinkingChapter 9 More Than a Kiss

Anna and I agreed to make breakfast for the kids in the morning and she suggested a recipe for baked apple French toast. We ran out to the IGA at midnight to get what we needed while Hayden held down the fort. We had to get up fairly early to get it assembled and in the oven before the kids got up. We’d gone upstairs quietly to peek in on the kids again. They all had their heads pointed to the center and were in various positions, some rather close to others, but they were all dressed and...

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What a great year this was turning out to be. I had just completed my internship with a company and was offered a full time job with a sister company in another state. I was excited about moving to a new city, but because of my reckless spending I did not have much money in the bank to afford a big move like this. It was depressing to know that after just turning twenty-five, I did not have much to show for my hard work. I was scheduled to begin my new job at the beginning of the next month so...

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Sold and fucked

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So you wanna fap away at the hottest models in town? There’s no better place to find them than at FapHouse.com. Well, you might not have heard of it yet. It’s quite a new site after all, but that doesn’t matter considering the galore of steamy videos in their catalog.Just landing at the front page is enough to get your dick throbbing. But if you have had enough of watching hours and hours of dicks pounding on creamy cunts, then it’s time to throw in a twist. How about checking out hot kicks...

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I got home from work around 6 PM Friday. I could tell my wife had been drinking since she was acting like a total bitch. She immediately got into my face and we got into a big fight. Then she ran to our bedroom and slammed the door closed behind her. I went to the door, opened it a little and peeked in. She was drinking straight from a fifth of vodka, her favorite. I knew how much fun she could be when she was really drunk, even passed out, so I softly closed the door and let her drink....

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Playtime Chap II Insatiable

I was well and truly done in. Thrilled to death. And hoping for even more – John and I had said it was a one-time deal. James was exhausted and, I think, thrilled, too. My first orgasm with someone besides my husband of thirty years really knocked me out, but I already showed him I was ready for more. I made this guy come, and I know I’m at least twenty-five or thirty years older than him! I sat on James’ chest in my blue chambray shirt. “John, go in the kitchen and...

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Chloes Butthole at the Porn Institute

Miss Sapna stood in front of the class in her high heels, aiming the remote at the three large projection screens at the front of the room. The lights dimmed, and the girls shuffled anxiously in their seats, as the image slowly came to focus on the high-definition whiteboards. It was an asshole. The prettiest, tightest little bunghole any of them had every seen: Chloe’s. Chloe was in front of the class, slightly bent over, parting her bulbous ass cheeks apart. Miss...

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Brains and BrawnChapter 7

They saw a lot of each other that first semester. They had at least one class together every day. They would meet for lunch, have dinner together, or arrange to meet in the library to study or do homework. They would go out socially on occasion, but neither of them considered it dating. They were just good friends, for now. Academically, John was having no trouble at all adjusting to college life. He had aced all of his mid-terms and was well on his way to a 4.0 first semester. Katie was not...

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