My ex wife Chapter 3 Spending time with Roz
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When I awoke I looked around to see that Linda was not there. Jatz was still asleep but in the background, I could hear the shower running so I knew where Linda was. I quietly got out of bed and entered the bathroom. Linda turned towards me as I entered and stepped out of the shower.
“Are you alright?” I asked her.
“Yes, I’m fine. Why were you asking?”
“You didn’t seem to be happy last night. I was just checking that’s all.”
“Well, things are a bit of a mess. Ken has an expectation that both Jatz and I will have children. Jatz is keen but I still have my doubts. We now know that if I do allow you to get me pregnant, then Ken will separate us. I guess I have known from the start that would eventually happen, but I’m not sure that I am now prepared to accept that as a condition.”
“Yes, it’s a bit of a dilemma. After my discussion with Jatz last night, I think she may also be having serious doubts as well. She didn’t speak highly of Ken. She spoke as if she was some type of captive to him rather than a girlfriend. I need to find out more.”
“What are your thoughts on her?”
“I don’t understand what you mean by my thoughts on her?”
“I mean, she is so…. I don’t know how to describe it….. soft and tender…. so small in stature yet strong…. I can’t find the words to describe it. When she holds me she gives me this feeling inside like I’m so secure and yet when I look her small frame makes me wonder how she can make me feel that way.”
“Someone I know is getting captured.”
“Yes, it’s strange. Captured is the right word. I started yesterday feeling jealous of her, trying to push her away from us because I didn’t want her to take you away from me, but when she came to me last night and touched me I felt I had to hold her. I’ve never felt quite like that before. She bought something out in me that I didn’t know existed.”
“So you were jealous. It sounds like I should be the one that is jealous.”
“Don’t be stupid, she’s a girl.”
“Love is love no matter what the sex.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? Love, are you crazy. I just feel close to her as if I should trust her and I want to hold her.”
“Yep, that’s how it starts and before long bells are chiming and you are walking down the aisle hand in hand with Goyse as your best man. It’s that addiction but some call it love.”
“You and your sick humour, I was being serious.”
“Don’t get me wrong, honey. So was I.”
“Hhhrruuuummmmppppp.” She turned away from me and reached for the towel. My eyes had been admiring her body as we talked. The water dripping from her made her look even more beautiful.
“Linda!”
She turned back towards me and I ran my eyes down her body once more. Her face like an angel, her perfectly shaped breasts, her neat little stomach, the little sparse blond hair that gave her neat little pussy a look of dignity, those long slender but strong legs all went together to form what I called perfection.
“Yes, Goyse.”
“You’re beautiful, so perfect and so beautiful.”
A smile lit up her face and she stepped forward and took me into a hug.
“You always know how to make a girl feel special, don’t you?”
“Maybe so but you know how to make a guy feel wet.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”
I laughed, “If I must get wet what better way than by being hugged by someone special following their shower.”
“I’d better get going or I’ll be late.”
As I turned to leave her, “I’ll make you a coffee.”
“Thanks, honey, I won’t be long.”
I grinned as I walked away. My experience told me that when a girl is getting ready and says, I won’t be long, it means just under an hour, sometimes longer.
I put on the coffee and when I turned around I was face to face with Jatz.
“Good morning, lover boy.”
“Good morning, Jatz. Would you like coffee?”
“Hug me, Goyse.”
I put my arms around her and held her tightly. I thought about what Linda had said. I felt sexually stimulated by the feel of her body. It felt nice to hold her but did I feel secure? I guess I did but then I always felt that way. Did I feel captured? Not really. In fact, I felt the opposite.
As I held her small frame in my arms, I felt that she was captured. It made me understand how Ken had come to dominate her entirely, so that he treated her as he did his car. It would be so easy for an uncaring person to get that way with her. I was glad I wasn’t that type of person. I always felt for others and respected their individuality, especially so others who were weaker than I was.
“Would you like a coffee, Jatz?”
“Hhhmm, hold me a little longer first.”
I held her tightly for another half a minute then, “You and I have the day to ourselves, Jatz. Let me get coffee and something to eat for Linda. I’ll hold you as much as you want once Linda goes off to work.”
She looked up at me with sad eyes like a puppy that wanted to play but had been told to sit. I couldn’t help it. I kissed her.
“You love Linda very much, don’t you? You want to do everything for her and protect her?”
“She’s a pretty nice lady. Why wouldn’t I want to do things for her?”
“Yes, she is very nice, isn’t she?”
“Come on. Let’s get this breakfast underway before Linda has to leave.”
…
In the weeks that followed Linda, Jatz and I did a lot of work to try to understand Linda’s legal position should Ken take action to try to remove her entitlement to her home. All advice was that there was nothing that anyone could do to take her home away from her. We were told that if Ken sought a divorce the assets would be split fifty per cent each way.
As the city home was valued at twice Linda’s home, it meant that any settlement would include some cash as well as Linda’s home. This took away a lot of Linda’s stress levels and the bitchy behaviour that I had witnessed occasionally, disappeared.
Linda’s work commitments meant that Jatz and I spent a lot of time alone together. Although we often showed affection for each other we didn’t once go to bed without Linda present. I also had work commitments and so Linda and Jatz also had time together alone. I often observed them showing affection for each other during those weeks. In fact, as time passed they seemed to be getting closer and closer.
Jatz continued to ring Ken each night and occasionally, I had the opportunity to overhear her telling him stories that suited the continuation of our close personal relationship. On one occasion, I heard her tell him that she was about to take a pregnancy test. Of course, Linda and I knew that if she were to take the test the result would be negative. We made sure that we didn’t slip up by keeping ample stock of condoms around her fertile time.
It was two weeks before Ken was due back that Jatz asked Linda and me to sit down as she had something to ask us. I made us all a drink and sat beside Linda, as was my habit, waiting for what Jatz had to say. I sat quietly allowing the girls to lead the conversation.
“Okay, Jatz, what is it?” Linda asked.
“I have applied to extend my visa and have the forms to fill in to get permanent status. I want to become an Australian. I have consulted with a solicitor who says I won’t have any trouble because I speak good English and meet all the other conditions.”
“What about Ken?” Linda asked.
“I need to know if this is alright with you and Goyse before I tell Ken.”
“Of course it is alright with us, isn’t it Goyse?” I nodded to confirm my agreement. Linda continued, “It will cost you some money. Can you afford that?”
“Yes, I have money. I have talked it over with my family and they will support me as well if I need them to help. They don’t like Ken. It may take a while and I am worried about how Ken will react. He thinks he owns me. I will need to go into hiding for a while.”
Linda looked at me, “You mentioned a unit on the beach somewhere, Goyse. Can she stay there?”
“Yes, my dad has put a deposit down on a unit near the beach for me. I’m paying it off. Next year my apprenticeship finishes and I intend living there. My boss tells me he can get me a job with the industry there. If you want to stay in the unit, you are welcome. It’s not flash but it’s fully furnished and a great location.”
Linda looked back to Jatz, “It’s settled then. The three of us should celebrate tonight.”
“I have a better idea, girls. Why don’t you get the weekend off, Linda? And the three of us can celebrate with a weekend at the beach unit. Jatz can check it out and see if it suits and you and I can…. well, we can let her test out the bed.”
The girls both smiled and nodded their agreement.
...
On Friday afternoon, I headed for the beach unit. The arrangement was that I would go ahead and prepare for the girls' arrival. I had purchased food for us and other essentials for the weekend. Jatz wanted to travel with me but I insisted that she stay and travel with Linda on Saturday morning. Debbie did not have replacement staff for the Friday night, so Linda could not get away before Saturday.
When I arrived at the unit, a long term friend of mine pulled up behind me. Dave and I had been mates since our early school days. We had been into so much mischief over the years that I blush every time I think about it even today. He wasn’t a bad person. He was just hyperactive and couldn’t sit still for a moment, so mischief had become his middle name.
“G’ day, Goyse. I thought it was you so I followed you. How are they hanging mate?”
“I’m fine Dave. How are you?”
“Hey, mate you can help me out. I have these two women who want me to take them to the drive-in movies tonight. I’m keen on one of them but the other one keeps getting in the way. Are you free tonight?”
“I’ve got to get the unit sorted out. I have some friends coming down tomorrow to stop with me. It’s a bit of an issue at the moment.”
“Come on mate. I’ve always been there for you. I just want you to keep the other one busy so I can pay attention to Sarah.”
“Well, I suppose so. Who is this other girl anyway?”
“You won’t be disappointed, Goyse. She’s eighteen and a good looker. She’s a bit shy but once she gets to know you it’ll be okay. Her name is Roslyn. We call her Roz.”
“Alright, what time?”
“Bring your car and meet us at eight o’clock. We will be parked at the rear on the southern side. I’ll put out a sign to keep the spot beside us. I’ll tell Roz that you are coming. I mentioned you a couple of weeks ago and she told me that she wanted to meet you. She said she had heard a few stories about you but she wouldn’t say what they were. Sarah laughed when she said it so I think she knows something but is not telling.”
“Who knows what women talk about, Dave. She probably heard I have a good hairdo or something.”
He laughed, we shook hands and he headed off to let me get on with sorting the unit out.
…
I pulled up beside Dave’s car dead at eight o’clock as arranged. A young good looking lady got out and walked across to my car. The light shone on her golden hair reflecting it as if it was ginger glass. Her dress was a little longer than was common for women in the late sixties but it clung to her perfectly shaped figure. Her breasts were not large but her pert nipples were obvious through the thin material of her dress.
I thought, Sarah must be good if she is better than Roz. This girl could go up against Linda in a beauty competition and Linda was no slouch.
“Hello, Goyse. I’m Roz.”
“Hi Roz, I’m pleased to meet you.”
I reached over and opened the door for her. She climbed in and I reached across her and closed the door.
“Dave said you have visitors coming. I hope this is not inconvenient for you. I had told Dave that I wanted to meet you and he told me that he would organize it the next time he saw you.”
“You asked to meet me?”
“Yes, I know your good friend Carol and she spoke highly of you. She tried to get us together last year, but you had gone down south on the weekend that Carol came up.”
“Okay, I remember now. Carol’s sister mentioned that she had come up. I didn’t know you wanted to meet me though. If she had told me I would have made sure that I was there.”
“You water-ski, Goyse. I ski as well.”
“Oh, who do you ski with?”
“I don’t ski with anyone at present. I was with a ski team but the owner of the rig moved down south.”
“Yes, that’s a common problem. The competition is better down south so all good teams do that.”
“Carol said you are pretty good.”
“I’m fairly average actually but what I miss out on in skill I try to make up for in fitness.”
“Carol said that as well. She thinks a lot of you, you know?”
“Yes, we are good friends. We tried to make it more than that once, but it didn’t work out.”
“Yes, she told me that as well.”
“You must talk a lot to Carol.”
“We’re very good friends as well.”
“How is she? I haven’t seen her for a while.”
“She’s fine. She’s living with her uncle and aunt in Brisbane. She says she’s very happy. I wouldn’t like to live the way she is but I guess we are all different.”
“You know, then.”
“Yes, she told me all about it. She told me that you and I are the only ones who know.”
“I don’t know what to say, Roz,” I looked at her and could see that she was interested. She was leaning her body towards me. “I probably should tell you that I am in a relationship at the moment. It would be unfair of me to let you think that anything other than friendship can come out of tonight.”
“Thanks for telling me that. I won’t hide my feelings. I’m disappointed. I had hoped that you would be interested in me. I have trouble meeting men who I can trust. I’ve had a couple of bad experiences. That was why Carol told me to seek you out. She said you were trustworthy.”
“Come here, Roz.” I put my arm out and pulled her against my shoulder. “Roz, I don’t think my relationship is a permanent one. Let’s just watch the movie together and maybe somewhere down the line there might be an opportunity for us.”
“Can we sit in the back, Goyse?”
“Of course but understand that I can’t commit to anything at present.”
“I’m happy with that but I do want you to run me home if you don’t mind. Sarah wants some privacy with Dave tonight.”
We climbed into the back seat of my car. Roz cuddled up against me. It felt nice. I felt a little guilty about my feelings. The honesty and openness of this girl made me feel something for her. It wasn’t sexual. It was a strange feeling. I felt secure with her and I thought of what Linda had said about Jatz and it gave me an understanding of how she must have felt.
The movie was crap. Halfway through the movie I lost interest and looked at Roz. She was already staring up at me. I saw her sad looking eyes and her lips separated just slightly. She ran her tongue across her lips and I couldn’t help it, I lifted her up and I kissed her. She responded.
When we broke our kiss, I could see that she didn’t reopen her eyes.
“Kiss me again, Goyse. No one will ever know but you and me. I need you to kiss me.”
We spent the last half of the movie cuddling and kissing. I was struggling with it because I knew that I was deceiving someone who was very important to me but at the same time my logical brain told me that that person was married and my relationship with her could only ever be classified as temporary. Logic said, “Take the permanent road, Goyse.” My emotional non-logical brain was saying, “You are an arsehole by deceiving the one you care about. Stop it now!”
Eventually, the movie ended. We both moved into the front seat just in time for Dave to poke his head in and say, “Good movie, mate?”
“It was a piece of shit, Dave.”
“I didn’t miss anything then?”
“Piss off, Dave, you smell of sex.”
“Obviously you pair didn’t get it on otherwise you wouldn’t have noticed.”
“Roz and I had a wonderful night despite the shit movie. Now I’m going to run her home. I’ll catch up to you next time I’m down, Dave.”
I drove off. Dave and Sarah were still parked there as we left.
“Would you like a coffee, Roz?”
“You’ll have trouble finding a coffee shop open this time of night.”
“I wasn’t thinking of a coffee shop. I was thinking of my unit.”
“I thought that you were in a relationship. Wouldn’t that be risky?”
“I was only offering you a coffee, Roz. Do you think that would hurt my relationship?”
“Before I accept, you need to know if we go to your unit I will want more than coffee. What I am saying is that you will have to be the strong one because I won’t be capable of saying no.”
“Okay, I have to take you home then Roz because I might get carried away. Part of me is saying, I want this sexy lady while the other part is saying do the right thing. If I take you home with me I can’t say that I won’t get carried away and it would be unfair to you because I couldn’t offer you more than a one night stand. I would prefer to leave things until I can offer you more than that.”
“Okay, take me home but don’t forget that I’ll be waiting.”
“I won’t forget.”
Roz cuddled up to me as I drove the ten miles or so to her home. We sat and talked until the sun came up. I kissed her many times before dawn. As I write this and the other stories I find times when I have made serious mistakes and things that I should have done differently. This is one of those times. My life may well have been very different if I had taken Roz home that night for a coffee.
I could have saved myself many, many hours of stress and heartbreak if only I had taken Roz home and made love to her that night. I probably would have saved her many years of stress and heartbreak as well but we can’t turn the clock back. I returned home at six o’clock and climbed into bed. Just as I dozed off there was a knock on the door. I was certain that it would be Dave so I put on my pants and wandered out towards the door. There was that knock again.
“Be fucking patient will you Dave. I’ve just got to bed. I’m fucking tired.” I yelled out.
I opened the door ready to tell Dave to fuck off and who do you think was there? Yes, that’s right. It was Linda and Jatz. My bottom jaw must have just about hit the floor.
“So, what have you been up to?” Linda asked.
“Awe, I went to the movies with a couple of friends and we had a bit of a party afterwards.”
“Was she nice?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“When you kiss a girl make sure that you clean the lipstick off you afterwards especially if your girlfriend is due.”
“Sorry, honey, it was my mate's wife. She got a little drunk.”
“That’s a likely story. Anyhow, are you going to invite us in? I guess I can’t complain. After all, I’m a married woman. Jatz may be a little pissed though.”
She turned to Jatz who hadn’t said a word.
Jatz looked at me and said, “Jatz is used to a man who fucks other women behind her back.”
I couldn’t let that pass, “Who said anything about fucking?”
Linda jumped in, “So she turned you down?”
“No, she didn’t. I turned her down by telling her that I was in a relationship.”
Linda laughed, “As I said before, likely story.”
“Okay, if I must I’ll go and get her to tell you the story. We went to the movies and she sat with me in the car and afterwards we all sat around talking until dawn then I came home.”
Linda couldn’t leave it alone. “So you kissed and cuddled as you felt her up?”
I held my hands out to her. “You must be able to see that I haven’t washed. Smell my hands. I admit we kissed and she cuddled up against me but I told her that I was in a relationship and we could not go any further.”
“Look Goyse, I’m taking the shit out of you. You have every right to date other women. I don’t want you to but I have no right to stop you if you want to. If you screwed her all I can say is she is a lucky girl. If you didn’t then I say, silly man if you had the opportunity and turned it down. Jatz and I care about you but we both understand that it has to end one day and you have the right to end it any time you choose and we won’t complain when it happens.”
“You and Jatz have talked about this?”
“Yes.” I looked at Jatz and she nodded.
“That worries me because it means that you are thinking of ending it. I’m not ready.”
“Goyse, go and have a sleep. You look terrible. Go and dream about the conquest that could have been while Jatz and I go for a long walk down the beach together. After you are refreshed we’ll go out for lunch together and then we’ll talk. You don’t have to worry. Nothing is going to happen without your involvement and it’s a way off yet but we do have a plan.”
“Who is going to tuck me in?”
Linda looked at Jatz, “Jatz?”
“I will put you to bed, Goyse. Are you okay with that Linda?”
“Yep, it’s my turn next time though.”
I moved to the bedroom door. Jatz followed. I opened the door and she passed through.
“Jatz needs to use the bathroom first. You get undressed and I will join you shortly.”
I took my clothes off and climbed into bed. Jatz came back totally nude. She climbed in beside me and placed her hands on my cock. I kissed her and she responded by rolling over on top of me. I reached down and held her pussy open as I placed the head of my cock at her entry. We kissed again. She jiggled her but up and down and I felt her getting wet. After doing that for a while I slid into her.
I thought of our first time and realized that she had lost some of that tightness since that first time. It had only been four months ago and I quickly did a calculation. We had fucked somewhere between two hundred and fifty to three hundred times since that first time and yet I still enjoyed being with her as much as that very first time.
“Jatz will tell you what plan is so that you can think about it before Linda tells you. You have been a good man to me and you deserve for me to tell you.”
“Thanks, Jatz. I appreciate that.”
“Linda is selling the house. Jatz is becoming an Australian like you and Linda. We will then live together like man and wife somewhere that no one knows.”
“You mean that you and Linda will be lovers?”
“Yes, Linda wants me and I want Linda. We’re lovers now. There is more but Linda will tell Goyse that.”
“What happens to me, Jatz?”
“You told Jatz that you belong to Linda, so Jatz can’t tell you that. Linda has to tell you that part.”
All the time she had been sliding up and down on me. I was so horny from spending the night with Roz that I let out a loud roar and filled her tight little pussy. Jatz was looking down at me with a big smile on her face.
“Your new woman must be very nice for Goyse to fill me with so much sperm. Were you thinking of her while Jatz relieved your big balls for you?”
I shook my head.
“Jatz think you a bad liar. You don’t have to lie to Jatz. She loves you and she knows that you can change what you do but you can’t change how you feel. Jatz knows that men like all women but only a good man like Goyse will stay true to Jatz and Linda. Goyse is a good man. That’s why Jatz loves him.”
“I’m sorry Jatz. I didn’t mean to hurt you or Linda either. She was a friend of a very good friend and I just wanted to talk to her. Things happened, that’s all.”
“Jatz once did a terrible thing to Ken. I didn’t want it to happen but it did. He was a family friend who had lost his wife. My mum told me that he liked me and I should go to him to make him see that everything is not bad.”
“Your mum sent you to another man?”
“My family doesn’t like Ken. They liked this man. My mum just wanted us to talk but while we talked I must have said something that made him sad and he cried. I put my arms around him and pulled him into my body. Ken was away and I had no sex for many days. My desires for sex overcome my love for Ken. I took him into his bed and asked him to make love to me.”
“It can happen.”
“He was small like Ken but he did nice things. I told you that I had never had an orgasm with a man. I lied. He gave me many orgasms in the few days that we spent together. I didn’t love him. It was just sex. He showed me that when the time came, I had to leave Ken. I feel my body and it has so much to offer and it is wasted with Ken. Do you understand, Goyse?”
“Yes, I understand perfectly. I wish I could be that man to give you the fulfilment you need.”
“You do, Goyse. No man can ever give me more than you do but there is still something missing. Do you understand what I tell you?”
“Linda?”
“Yes, I knew you would understand. You are a good man for Jatz. When that day, comes Jatz will cry for many days.”
“Goyse will cry for many days as well, Jatz. Goyse wants to cry for her now.”
“You must never tell Linda what I say to you.”
“You have my word. Will you sleep with me now?”
“Yes, I’ll stay until you sleep, then we will join Linda at the beach.”
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Youth Is Wasted on the Young By Eric Inspired by Dales The twisted stuff TV series # 10 Regina hungered for youth! It was an ache inside her. It nagged at her all her waking hours and haunted her dreams. She was fifty years old! Fifty! Where had her youth went? She wanted it back. She deserved it back. Regina looked in the mirror. She was still beautiful, everyone said she looked like Jaclyn Smith but there were the tell tale sighs of age - the wrinkles around the eyes, the...
I slept soundly until ten o’clock. My dreams were of a beautiful woman with long hair with a ginger tint. We made love many, many times in my mind and the experience was indescribably pleasant. Of course, I awoke rock hard. I closed my eyes to see her in my mind while my hand stroked slowly to relieve some of the pressure that had built up from my dream. “Two sex-starved women in the house and you have to masturbate,” Linda’s voice said. “Ah, I know what you are doing. You are dreaming of her,...
CuckoldFOUNTAIN OF YOUTH I would have loved the feel of his cock in me, but that was not to be. The man I had scoped out was too busy gaping at the slutty brunette on the other side of the bar. My own figure was nothing to sneeze at, but maybe he sensed the difference in me. I had a mind. That stupid cow with the balloons on her chest had nothing but a cunt. Sour grapes, I know, but hey, even smart girls want to get fucked from time-to-time. I gave up trying to draw the jerk's eye, and...
1.01 The Youth Club: 1.02 Night Recording, Room 223: 1.03 Night Recording, Room 470: 1.04 Training Room, Jenny: 1.05 John, Special Service: 1.06 John, Special Service Testing: 1.07 Lisa and Aron, Therapeutic Session: 1.08 John, Special Service, Preparation: 1.09 John and the Wife: 1.01 The Youth Club: It was a special 'Leaving party' for Hugh. This month he turns eighteen and has to leave the Youth Club at the end of the school year. He was taken into the runaway shelter...
This and other stories by me are wholly true. Sometimes, and only sometimes, names are changed to protect the people involved. These stories are from my past and no doubt, some of the characters have gone on to lives of their own which may or may not have been affected by the accounts written here. Where do I begin? As an author of adult paranormal romance books, you’d think I could pull from some of these true stories for fuel in my writing. But you know what? I’ve never done that. Yes,...
Paula continued... I offered Paula my elbow and she took it as we walked the 50 yards or so over to our humble little caboose. “Wow, a real gentleman!” I held her hand, helping her up the steps leading to our back porch. Once inside. I showed her the amenities we’d installed to make this real living quarters. “So, you turned the old lower seating area into a full bed and the ‘observation’ deck into a queen sized bed ... interesting. You never worry about falling out of bed?” she...
Ken flew out two days later. He left a day sooner than planned. I assumed that Jatz had told him that nothing would happen until he returned to work. From this, I also assumed that Jatz was at or near her most fertile part of her cycle. It seemed that Ken was getting away so that Jatz could capture my sperm at the crucial time.As with all things at that stage of my life, Linda was in charge. Although I was not going to refuse to provide Jatz with my sperm (if Linda agreed,) I was going to make...
Cuckold113. Wendy, seducer of youth. First a brief description of the lady, she is Wendy a white American, five feet six tall, auburn hair and though she won`t see 21 again she has brown sparkling eyes, an attractive body that she weighs 129lb`s has 34c tits a slim 29inch waist and a delectably smackable 36inch arse, though the odd spank is all that she allows as anal turns her completely off, however she keeps her Jack and Danny waxed and trimmed and instantly ready for use. Her hubby is Trevor and...
Wendy, seducer of youth First a brief description of the lady, she is a white American, five feet six tall, auburn hair, brown sparkling eyes, she weighs an attractive 129lb`s has 34c tits a slim 29inch waist and a delectably smack able 36inch arse, though the odd spank is all that she allows as anal turns her completely off, however she keeps her Jack and Danny waxed and trimmed, Her hubby is Trevor and he works away a fair bit, and though a good man at home and in bed, he`s never quite been...
Even after Kawa had stopped bleeding, Mother kept her in the hut. Finally, a group of women led her to the women's bathing pool as if she didn't know the way. There, she removed the wad of dry grass from her place; it didn't have any blood on it at all. She buried it on the bank. When she came out of the pool, Mother gave her a new skirt and reminded her that she must never remove it except in her own home or at the bathing pool. No more dips in the sea for her. She had known all that for...
“C’mon, gimme your money, bitch!” She commanded, lowering her voice to a gruff octave she hoped Kelly wouldn’t recognize. She may not have recognized Heather, but Kelly recognized the knifed pointed dangerously at her and let out a small shriek. “N-no! I don’t-“ She stammered as she backpedaled, face frozen in terror. Heather charged at her quickly, and Kelly chose the smart option; turning and running. Just as Heather planned. She gave chase momentarily, simply to sell the illusion, before...
I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 5 Laura was dressed and waiting by the street. She was in a good mood. The little exercise she had got in before drifting to sleep the night before had done a lot to clear the sexual tension that had been growing in her. Sometimes it wasn’t so easy, sometimes she had to keep after it until she hit upon something that did the trick,...
I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister CHAPTER 4 Laura was waiting on the porch at 6 AM. She had arisen at 5 and got ready and dressed. Last night she had spent several hours trying on her new bikini, and trying different tops and makeup, shoes, nail polish with it, looking for the right combination of innocent sexy for her needs. She had bought one she knew her Dad wouldn’t give...
I can empathize with the characters, but legally cannot condone sexual relations between a minor and an adult. Laura and her Youth Minister Chapter 3 Laura rode her bike to the church. The day was pretty, but fall wasn’t far off. She thought about the upcoming weekend. Tomorrow they had their end of the summer bash planned. A couple of hours over to the closest water park for a day of splashing, fellowship and eating. Like the new top she was wearing, she had gone shopping for...
Chapter 5 exposing Cindy- education our youth “The law of unintended consequences” As I entered our master bathroom, I raised my skirt hem, showing my husband that I was missing my panties, but what caught his attention was how red and swollen my vulva was. “Good lord girl! what happened to your cute little pussy? That looks absolutely raw.” “It is raw, I feel like I have been riding a ‘sandpaper hobby horse’.” I replied honestly. For the next 30 minues, Jim hung on every word as I described...
Chapter 8 Exposing Cindy – educating our youth “Stephen takes me bare back” Stephen, Jim and I fell into a nice routine in the week following Stacy’s visit. Stephen seemed to be over his discomfort in Jim’s presence. Whatever guilt or jealousy he had been feeling initially, had dissipated. I would have to credit Stacey for that. Stephen no longer felt any basis for jealousy after my dear friend took him on a tour up her backside. (A fact that I was not happy about, and was still struggling to...
Chapter 7 Exposing Cindy – educating our youth “Stacy’s visit” The situation, while incredibly exciting and pleasurable, was getting out of control. Jim had witnessed the entire scene with Stephen from the bedroom closet, and had cum twice while watching. But rather than being satisfied, this seemed to ‘fan the flames’, he seemed intent on finding a way to ‘join the action’. He wanted to have both Stephen and him to take me on together, to ‘tag team’ me. Stephen, on the other hand, was...
Exposing Cindy – Educating our youth Chapter 4: “Training begins” Stephen remained quiet on the drive back from the drug store, and as we entered the house through back door to the kitchen. I knew we needed to clear the air so I decided to ‘tee up’ the issue. “OK, let’s talk. What is wrong?” I asked motioning for him to join me at the kitchen table. He sat, placing the bag of condoms on the table between us. “Cindy, I am really sorry about what happened. I knew better, but I lost control. I am...
When I arrived home from the dance the three of us sat talking until early in the morning. Linda and Jatz wanted to know everything about my night out. I told them that Roz was with another man although I felt that she still showed interest in me. I went on to tell them about meeting my cousin and my aunt but left out all references to Sue except to say that I was to meet a young lady at nine o’clock today that I had been introduced to at the dance. Jatz appeared to be extremely excited of my...
CuckoldThe lunch was nice. I have had better but for a small town, it was passable. Throughout lunch, the girls chatted continuously. Jatz tried a number of times to bring me into the conversation but I didn’t conform to her desire.After our meal was over and we were having our coffees, Linda excused herself and headed towards the bathroom. Jatz turned towards me and asked, “What is wrong with you, Goyse?”“I’ve just been cuckolded and you’re asking me what’s wrong?”“If I knew you would act like this I...
CuckoldDuring dinner that night Jatz talked incessantly about almost everything: the weather, how she enjoyed her holiday as she called it, how she liked the shopping in Australia, about her family, everything but what was on everybody’s mind--our relationship. This was quite out of character for her. Since she arrived she only ever said a few words at any time but now it was as if a floodgate had opened up as the words came pouring out.Eventually, I could see the strain on Linda’s face that I was...
CuckoldLinda and I retired to the bedroom. I removed her clothes and she removed mine and we lay on the bed facing each other. For my part, I was quite horny. Linda and I had not made love since Ken had told Linda that he was coming home. I would have liked to but knowing how stressed and concerned Linda had been about her husband’s decision to return in the middle of his work stint, I had not pushed the point.Now, however, we knew that Ken accepted Linda’s right to be with me. In fact, he seemed to...
CuckoldHarry was a force to be reckoned with. Harry wasn’t big by any stretch of the imagination but everyone who knew him saw Harry as 'ruff and gruff'. His appearance was that of a man who had spent many hours working hard in the Queensland sunshine. He was brown all over. Even his hair and eyes were brown.Harry’s loud voice dominated every conversation that he was involved in, while his more than confident manner caused most people to shrink away from him if there was ever a disagreement. Although...
CuckoldHarry was a force to be reckoned with. Harry wasn’t big by any stretch of the imagination but everyone who knew him saw Harry as 'ruff and gruff'. His appearance was that of a man who had spent many hours working hard in the Queensland sunshine. He was brown all over. Even his hair and eyes were brown.Harry’s loud voice dominated every conversation that he was involved in, while his more than confident manner caused most people to shrink away from him if there was ever a disagreement. Although...
CuckoldTHE YOUTH WHO BECAME A MAIDEN (From an Indian Folktale) by Christopher Leeson [email protected] The vampire, held firmly by King Trivikramasena, who had seized him at his grave, sought to distract his brave captor by telling him another story: In the land of Nepalese city of Sivapura there was, once upon a time, a king Yasahketu, who was justly called the Pennant-of-Honor. This ruler had placed the burdens of...
Author's notes: this is the third part in my story set that started with artist in residence. This time, only some basic points are the same- otherwise, it's a totally new story. This one has a strong work component-you'll see what that means! As well, this story (unfortunately) uses scene splits. They are clearly marked and explained. It's like a movie, where you're shown different areas. They shouldn't be a problem. Story notes: this continues the continuum that started two stories...
The days of my youth pt 1I have been asked to repost this the only true story of mine[there is another but the characters were not me and were changed to protect the guilty]my style has changed over the last couple of years so I cleaned it up and I hope you enjoy it.So I was about 17 and a bit, a young soldier, a driver in what was then known as an RASC transport column, at his first real posting in mid Germany, and as green as they come. Off time out of barracks was rare in 1964 for us...
We’d added a new lady to our little relationship, Krissy, a thirty one year old knockout. She just booted a philandering husband and came to us with nearly zero sexual experience, save laying there while her hubby got his nut. Her initial contact with me was a nightmare, her calling me a ‘kid’ and relegating me to the general male population of self-centered numbnuts and dickwads. Krissy got her first introduction to oral giving and getting, and several vaginal orgasms early the very first...
Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 CHAPTER TEN: A Private Party (Delicious Desserts) Loraine’s squirted juices trailed down over Jamal’s balls, and she felt his nuts and caressed them rubbing her juices into his sac. “Mmmm…” she let out a soft moan and then shivered as she replayed the moment when his load of hot cum shot up her vagina. She had squeezed his cock and choked his shaft with her tight cunt muscles and held his hot seed inside her body. She was determined to...
Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 CHAPTER TEN: A Private Party (Delicious Desserts) Loraine’s squirted juices trailed down over Jamal’s balls, and she felt his nuts and caressed them rubbing her juices into his sac. “Mmmm…” she let out a soft moan and then shivered as she replayed the moment when his load of hot cum shot up her vagina. She had squeezed his cock and choked his shaft with her tight cunt muscles and held his hot seed inside her body. She was determined...
BDSMMeeting of the minds ... The husbands gather “Look you little shit. Our WIVES all seem to gravitating to you and your little buddy there. All we get are complaints about OUR performances.” “Well, I may be a ‘kid’, but momma didn’t raise any retards. One of the things I’ve tried to drill into Tracy was that you should not expect sex. If it was offered, treat it like a gift and treat the lady like you appreciate her.” “I will give you the biggest secret to getting women to have a good time....
“So you’re the guy my daughter has been creaming her jeans about” asked Mary, Caroline’s mom. WTF? ‘creaming her jeans’ and this out of her mother. “Don’t mind her. She doesn’t have much in the way of MOUTH FILTERS, do you, mom?” All I could do was stand there and turn red. MY mother would have asked nosy questions from any girl I’d ever brought home, not RUDE questions. Caroline disappeared into another room and figured it was about time to make my exit. “Caroline, thanks for coming...
After lunch our team was issued minimal clothing. We were told that it was deemed not appropriate to keep us nude since we would be outside of Masterson facilities and in the presence of young teens not accustomed to seeing naked slaves. However our masters wanted to be sure that these youth understood that some of their visitors were, in fact, slaves. Accordingly we had to wear our slave collars along with tee shirts and women were issued only thong bottoms, men were issued Speedos. The...
Alice, Tracy and I grabbed two cold beers and headed for the caboose. Entering, Alice’s eyes were glued to the queen bed in the upper loft. I looked at Alice very closely. Her eyes were bright and her breathing got heavier by the minute. Her nipples poked out of the T shirt she wore and she kept clenching her thighs together. Closer inspection of said thighs, my eyes slowly trailed up to the growing wet spot on the crotch of her shorts. Well, they say anticipation is 90% of the game and...
Sal and Barb came back after making sure Mary was ok. The girls were gone about an hour and it made me wonder if they were partying themselves. Arriving back, Sal told me Mary went straight to Alice and Sharon and they shut up into one of the bedrooms, later calling our girls in to talk. “They acted like we were some kind of ‘sisterhood’ or something. After Mary told them, pretty graphically I might add, EVERYTHING you did to her. She even unbuttoned her dress and pulled her bra cup up to...
Saturday, October 6, 1979 We spent Thursday and Friday taking care of Tim and trying to find out anything that might give us a clue to where we might find Jason. Missy, Jude and I were cuddled up Saturday morning, drinking our coffee, when Jude said, {Cindi and I were exploring a little last night and we may have a lead on Jason.} {Tell me about it, } I said as I gently stroked her butt. {If you keep that up, I won't be able to tell you anything, } she said, then kissed me on the end of...
Ginny Coston followed her father, Jack, out of the van, lugging her suitcases. Her brother Wally was right behind her. Ginny’s attention was mainly focused on the huge house in front of her. It was incredible! A whole big pine log cabin, refined, two storeys even! She’d heard Nina Gallagher remark that there were French doors leading out to the river at the back and a balcony as well... Ginny looked up. There it was! In fact, she could see at least one more balcony on the other side of the...
‘Katie! Ka-tie! Katie Merit!’ Finally realizing her name was being called, Katie looked up from her cutting board beside Paul and Mollie Lindberg towards Minnie Gallagher. ‘Yes, Min? What is it?’ Katie tucked her strawberry blonde locks behind her ears, out of her hazel eyes. She was very disappointed to be interrupted in her conversation with Paul, but she also had a sense of obligation to the other Youth members. Still ... Paul was quickly becoming the most interesting to her. The...
Had he ever known his wife? I guess that this is what husbands think when they get in his position. It is probably the hardest question for a man to handle, too. The answer could mock your entire existence. Like ripping a tablecloth from under crystal and china. Leaving a mountain of shattered illusions. You may be amazed that he never saw it coming. Sure, he had seen her growing distant, this last year. But he thought it was the empty nest thing. And he thought she had dived into her job,...
Unbeknownst to Sandy, the next morning marked the beginning of her final week at The Center, and a busy week it was going to be. Following her usual morning toiletry routine, Sandy was scheduled to be fucked by one of the members of the observation panel. A wrestling type mat was brought out and a 'volunteer' was chosen from the panel. Much to Sandy's dismay, she immediately recognized the young man who stepped forward. It was John Berman. John was considered by most of the girls Sandy's...
Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part One: Shirley Gets Her Groove Back “Good morning pretty lady, did I wake you up?” Jamal Washington chirped happily as if he had just done her a huge favor. ‘Oh fuck!’ Mrs. Shirley Crane thought, so annoyed with herself for not imagining that it could be him at the door. He looked so painfully handsome and sexy that her first instinct was to grab his shirt and throw him on the floor and fuck him right there on the living room carpet of...
Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part One: Shirley Gets Her Groove Back “Good morning pretty lady, did I wake you up?” Jamal Washington chirped happily as if he had just done her a huge favor. ‘Oh fuck!’ Mrs. Shirley Crane thought, so annoyed with herself for not imagining that it could be him at the door. He looked so painfully handsome and sexy that her first instinct was to grab his shirt and throw him on the floor and fuck him right there on the living room carpet of...
MatureWhen I was a sophomore in high school, my church youth group went to a Lutheran conference in a major city three hours away from our small town. To save money, we were packed four to a room with two king-sized beds and one floor monitor for each sex. I was in the same room with Jim, Arthur and Paul. We had grown up together and went to the same school as well as the same church, so we knew each other pretty well. What Paul and Arthur didn’t know was that Jim and I had been sucking and...
I was living at my folks' house after college when they decided to go on vacation. I would have the house to myself for a week. So on Saturday, I had some friends over and we partied a bit. One of my bud's from the Lacrosse team stayed over and we hung out Sunday recovering from the previous night's festivities and watched football.So we were sitting there, blowing a doob, when the doorbell rings. I go to the door and look out and It's my seventeen-year-old second cousin, Sarah. I open the...
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