Claudias Partyabend
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There weren’t enough Kleenex tissues in Claudia’s office to dry up her tears, so she resorted to using bathroom tissue to absorb her grief. She called Kim and Tracy to break the terrible, terrible news to them, that Dan had been arrested for the robbery and assault of the Lockport senior. They vowed some sort of revenge towards Dan for hurting their girl. They said they’d meet her later at her apartment to console her and to plan revenge against him.
Claudia tried her best to do her daily business but she’d constantly be thinking of Dan, how she’d fallen in love with him, then being betrayed by him and cry again. She tried to put on a brave face when customers came in to do business. “My allergies are acting up,” was the excuse she used for her red eyes and sniffles.
“Noted Mystery Novelist Arrested for Robbery and Assaulting Lockport Senior,” were the headlines in bold print for her next edition.
“Daniel Davenport, 34, of Miami Florida, award winning murder mystery novelist has been arrested for the robbery and assault of 87 year old Angela Wilson, of Lockport New York.” Her leading paragraph stated. Claudia broke into tears again. Damp tissues were reused.
Her hatred for Dan festered over the afternoon hours. “How could I have been so foolish? Damn you Dan Davenport! I should have called the Police when Jimmy told me about the news story. Why do I have such rotten luck picking the wrong men to fall in love with?” She cursed herself for falling in love with him so easily. She looked at the pictures and video of them with Brian and Laurie, thinking of what might have been in their future.
Claudia rechecked empty boxes for any tissues remaining as 5 o’clock closing time came. She gathered her things needed to interview the Police Chief and then she’d come back, write her story and call the newspapers.
“I’m sure the New York papers will run my story about Dan robbing the old woman and maybe all won’t be lost if I can get some freelance work out of them,” she said to an empty room.
Dan had never been in trouble with the law before and felt very uncomfortable being questioned by the Police. He’d studied them closely numerous times in the past to ensure accuracy for his books and now he was the suspect in a vicious crime.
He knew from research, how the line of questioning should go and kept his lawyer in mind, should he need to call him. Over and over he had to repeat his statement, the Police trying to find cracks in his story and charge their suspect. While he was being questioned, his room at Aunt Katherine’s Bed and Breakfast was being searched and evidence collected.
He kept remembering the shocked look on Claudia’s face when she saw him. He was more worried about her than himself. What would she think of him?
The front door to Claudia’s office creaked announcing another customer. “Be with you in a moment,” she said, not looking up.
She finished her last article’s lines, trying to hide her sniffles. The person’s frame cast a shadow over her desk. Claudia looked up to see Dan standing in front of her. Her eyes had puffed up and reddened from constant tears. He didn’t know that his actions had delivered a fatal blow to her relationship with him. She furrowed her brow in anger.
“You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here after what you did!” She glared, getting up from her chair.
As she came around her desk to him, her eyes locked on his for a much different reason. Her eyes red from constant crying were on fire with rage. They seared her hatred into him.
“I’m surprised the Police have let you out of jail so fast. But I guess being a big shot celebrity writer does have its perks for you can make bail so quick!” She snapped.
“Bail was set at 250,000 dollars,” he stated.
“It must be nice to have that kind of pocket change available at the snap of your fingers!” Her eyes branding her hatred deeper into him.
Dan’s heart sank seeing Claudia’s eyes so red, so full of sadness, and hatred towards him. She finally unleashed her pent-up frustration on him. She raised her right hand slapping him hard across his left cheek. He was startled at her sudden fury. She started pounding on his chest, he didn’t stop her.
“How could you do this to me, to us? How could you have hurt that poor old woman and rob her? I hope you rot in prison! I thought I’d finally, finally, found happiness and found the man I could love and would love me, and want to spend the rest of my life with! I had bared my heart and soul to you, I was in love with you!” She exclaimed, pausing for a breath.
“I’m in love with you too, Claudia.”
“Yeah well, a lot of good that will do me with you in prison! I don’t date convicts!” She began to pound his chest again. “I gave you everything, all of me to you!” Dan didn’t retaliate, letting Claudia vent out her frustrations against him.
“You fucking bastard! I hate you! I fucking hate you!! I gave you my heart, my love, oh, and I let you fuck me too, even though the sex was fantastic! Plus I told you my deepest personal secrets and fantasies that no man ever knew before!” She remembered.
“And then we swapped partners with Brian and Laurie for sex and acted like we’re a real couple.”
“We are a real couple,” he agreed.
“Oh no we’re not, we’re not a couple anymore!” She continued her verbal assault on Dan.
“You look beautiful when you swear and talk dirty just like last night,” he said.
“Why don’t you go and rot your life away in prison! Get the fuck out of here and out of my life!” She screamed, losing strength in her thumps on his chest.
Dan’s next statement to her fell on deaf ears as she continued yelling. “I don’t care what you said. Go, and get the fuck out of here!” She pointed to the door, then broke down in tears once more.
“Will you let me explain what happened?” He pleaded.
“What, explain how you’ve ruined my life? No, I don’t want to hear any of your excuses! I’m through with you Dan! Get the fuck out of my life!” She vented, pointing to the door again, turning her back to him.
He could see her body heave from crying. Dan had been verbally beaten by a vindictive Claudia. He sadly relented, tears pooling in his eyes, and walked dejected to the door. The door opened part-way, he paused. He was mad that she didn’t give him the chance to plead his case and returned for another round of verbal abuse.
She came up to him, “Are you fucking deaf as well as a woman beater?” She drew back her right arm to strike him once more. Dan grabbed Claudia’s wrist firmly but gently stopping her next strike against him.
“Will you listen to me? You are going to listen to me, Claudia, whether you like it or not! If I ever meant anything to you, let me explain and then I’ll go and leave you alone, forever.”
Her chest rose and fell with heavy breathing as if in a marathon. She paused, allowing him the opportunity to confess to his crimes.
“Claudia, I have fallen in love with you and I’d never, ever, do anything to hurt you.” She relaxed her arm and he let it go. “You’ve let your journalistic mind be guided by your heart. A good reporter should get all the facts first, before jumping to conclusions, no matter how convincing they might seem.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you honestly think it was me who robbed and beat the old woman?”
“I’ve had my suspicions on and off. Your injuries, your description, and vehicle damage match the Police report on the news. Besides I saw you arrested in handcuffs and being taken to the Police station.”
“Claudia, it wasn’t me, I didn’t rob that old woman,” he stated defiantly.
“What?” She replied, exhausted.
“I’m telling you the God’s honest truth, I swear by the love I have here inside me for you!” He emphasized, beating his chest. His lower lips and chin quivering with raw emotions. “I did not, I repeat, I did not rob the woman from Lockport!” Dejected and tears flowing for the loss of the love of his life, Dan returned to the door.
“I’ll leave you alone now as you wanted,” he said, a tear trickling down his cheek. He turned the doorknob opening the door.
“Dan, wait a minute. Please don’t go!” She hurried to him, stopping the door from opening any wider. “Please, tell me again what you said.” She wasn’t quite clear what she heard, or that she should believe him.
Tears flowed freely down his cheeks. In a moment of weakness for his suffering, her right thumb wiped away tears from his face. “I did not hurt that old woman from Lockport. I’ve never met her before in my life. I wouldn’t even recognize her if I walked past her on the street.”
“But, but?” She stammered, dumbfounded. Her eyes darted rapidly across his face.
“If you don’t believe me, and trust in me, then call the Police Chief, and ask him yourself,” he said, pointing to her phone.
“But what about your damaged SUV, and the war medals in your room, the scratches on your arm, and the cut on your hand, plus being arrested?” She questioned, a flicker of hope in her heart. She gently took the doorknob from his grasp and closed the door.
“What are the odds that two men would be dressed in blue shirt and blue jeans, and both driving blue General Motors SUVs though he had a Chevrolet. I guess from a distance it could be mistaken for my Cadillac. And what are the odds for us to be on the same road in opposite directions at the same time?”
“Remember I told you I was run off the road by another vehicle? It turns out it was the guy who did rob the woman. And I did get these scratches from falling down into the ditch in the rain. That’s how I got my clothes so muddy. And the war medals you saw belonged to my Great Grandfather from WW1, my Grandfather from WW2, and my Uncle from the Vietnam War. The bottom edge of each medal has their service number and the last name of Davenport, engraved on them. I’m going back to Albany to donate the family medals to the State War Museum.”
“Why did you hide your Cadillac in the rear parking lot at Aunt Katherine’s?”
“Claudia, it’s a Cadillac. No one drives a Caddy damaged like that. I felt embarrassed to drive such a beautiful set of wheels that was smashed up so I parked it out of sight.”
“But what about the book I saw on your bed, ‘101 Ways to Commit Murder?’”
Dan began to laugh, “That’s a book about comedian Steve Cameron. The title refers to him killing the audience with his jokes.”
“You should have seen the looks on the Police Detectives’ faces when I was being interviewed and another policeman showed up with a second suspect, except, he had the medals and jewellery belonging to the woman from Lockport. The bottom edge of the medals was engraved with the family’s last name of Wilson, her husband. Then they examined the medals I had and saw my last name of Davenport.”
“What helped to save me were my tattoos and the fact that Mrs. Wilson recognized me from a TV interview compared to a photo of the real robber. He didn’t have any tattoos on his arms like I do,” Dan chuckled, pointing to his eagle and parrot. “Also, they couldn’t match any of my fingerprints to those found in the farm house.” Dan cupped Claudia’s face in his hands and rubbed her tears away with his thumbs.
“Like I said before, I’d never, ever, do anything to hurt you. I may not be going to jail anymore but I sure wouldn’t mind being imprisoned by your heart.” He kissed her lips then her tears. “I love you Claudia and need you in my life!”
Claudia’s eyes raced over his face, making her dizzy. What had he just told her? She was spellbound, beyond expression. Instantly, the giant glacier of ice surrounding her cold, cold heart melted away.
“Oh, Dan, Daniel, my love, I’m so sorry, so very sorry I ever doubted you, so sorry I hit you!” She confessed, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Claudia kissed his face and lips repeatedly tears of sadness replaced by tears of joy. “I love you, Dan! I love you, I love you!” She freely admitted again. In that instant, she completely gave her heart, body, and soul back to him.
“And I love you too Claudia,” he replied, taking her in his arms and letting out a deep, deep sigh of relief. She felt light as a feather as he lifted her off the floor. Tears ran down his face too and Claudia lovingly kissed them away.
“I love you so much! I apologize for ever doubting you, please forgive me?” She repeated, her eyes darting over his face.
“Seeing things from your perspective, I don’t blame you for doubting me. I completely forgive you. And I love you too!” Dan realized that he had finally found his, ‘Happily Ever After.’
They kissed and hugged, holding each other tightly. She took his right hand from her back and placed it on her left breast. “Daniel, please take me home and give me a good loving fuck!”
“I will my love,” he replied, kissing away now happy tears.
“I just have a few more things to do first,” she said, kissing him.
“Believe it or not, the reason I thought I was being stopped by the Police was because the sticker had expired on my license plate. I thought, boy the Police around here sure take their work seriously to pull their guns on me for just an expired registration.”
“And now I have someone to blame my accident on and filed a Police Report. I called my insurance company about my damaged SUV and they suggested I have it repaired here. They’ll fly me back home and back when it’s ready. Realizing their mistake, the Police were eager to help me get my vehicle registration taken care of. It’ll be legal to drive again in a few days.”
“I guess you had better rewrite your front page headline,” Dan said, motioning to her computer screen. “Claudia, if you suspected that I was the one who robbed the woman, why didn’t you just ask me?”
“Maybe I was afraid what your answer might be, that if it were true, that you might hurt me also. I was already falling in love with you and didn’t want anything to ruin it.”
“Believe me, if I had robbed the old woman, I definitely wouldn’t still be around here! I’d be long gone, damaged SUV or not!”
“I’m sorry I ever doubted you,” she repeated, once again.
“Apology accepted, next time you wonder something about me, just ask.”
“I will,” she smiled. She let out a big sigh of relief knowing that her Dan was a good man after all.
“Part of being a good journalist, when conducting an interview, is not being afraid to ask the tough questions,” he said.
She thought for a moment then looked him eye to eye. “Okay here’s a question straight and to the point. I live here and you don’t. Am I just a long weekend fling to you, or do we actually have a chance at something more?”
“Now that’s direct and to the point. But you get to stay and I have to leave. No Claudia, you definitely are not a weekend fling to me. We’ve only known each other four days now but to me, it feels more like four months. I know we barely know each other and it would be improbable to pin a lifetime on just one weekend together but I do love you, and although this isn’t a marriage proposal just yet, I want to spend my lifetime getting to know you, being with you.”
She hugged him tight around the neck, “And I love you too Dan and want to spend my lifetime with you too.”
“When do you have to fly home?” She had to know.
“On Thursday, I have bills to pay, interviews to give, and a lot to work to do on my books. My agent told me I’m arm candy for actress Heather Brewer a week from this Friday. We’re to attend a charity auction in New York City. After I’m done I can come and stay the weekend, if you’ll have me.”
“If I’ll have you, damn right I’ll have you!” She hugged him. “Heather Brewer, hmmm, she’s very attractive, very sexy. Are you going to try and fuck her?”
“I hadn’t even thought of that. Besides, there’ll be photographers everywhere. Not much time for any privacy. I believe she freshly divorced and I don’t want to be the subject as her new boy toy. Besides, I’d feel as if I was cheating on you behind your back.”
“How often do you get the chance to fuck a well known Hollywood actress?”
“Never, since I was divorced from one,” he joked.
“I say if you get the chance, go for it and fuck her. Just remember to take some dirty pictures to show me,” she joked.
“Are you sure?”
“I love you Dan and I now know you are my man. Go ahead and stir up some Hollywood shit,” she grinned.
“I was thinking that when my Caddy is repaired, it’s just going to sit at the body shop until I return. Why don’t you pick it up when it’s repaired and drive it until I come back.”
“Oh Dan, I can do that, its way to expensive for me to drive.”
“It’s paid for and insured. Claudia, I have nothing against your car. Toyota makes a good basic automobile, but your Echo had its better days many years ago.”
“I can’t afford a new car.”
“You must do a fair amount of driving doing business for your newsletter?”
“Quite a lot, it has no air conditioning and the winters are rough on it.”
“Then as a favour to me, to us, you should drive a vehicle that is newer, safer and more dependable, drive my Cadillac.”
“What will you drive?” She asked.
“I’ll rent a car back home through my insurance until the Caddy is fixed. Then we can use the Caddy when I visit you here.”
“You want me to keep using it?”
“Yes, I do. Then you wouldn’t have to worry about the condition of your car. I can afford to buy another one.”
“Wow, I have no idea how much writing books pays?”
“I own a fairly decent condo in Miami, take a few vacations, like to play a lousy game of golf, and have my mom stay with me several times a year, especially during the winter. I live a pretty simple and boring life. We could plan a trip soon from here to Toronto so you could meet my mom. I know she’s just going love you!” He praised.
“I would like to meet her.”
“I’m not into fancy yachts or art collecting. I have been single two years now and haven’t had any reason to spend very much money. I don’t want you to feel that I’m buying your love with the Caddy. I’d sooner donate it all to charity than to lose you.”
“I had mentioned to Kim that money isn’t everything in a relationship. She said she wouldn’t mind being rich and miserable.”
“I’ve been rich and miserable before, and believe me, it isn’t very much fun. It just means you can break more expensive objects than other people when you fight. I’m a pretty simple guy who happens to get paid very well for what he does for a living. Richness to me is having the love of a good woman, and a family, not necessarily the size of your bank account.”
“I’m not sure I should know how much money you have. I don’t want you to see me as a gold digger.”
“We fell in love without money being an issue. But a lot of money or the lack of it can become the bigger issue with many couples. Like I said, I’m a fairly simple guy and don’t even realize or hardly ever think that I have close to ten million dollars in cash and investments in the bank.”
“Holy shit Dan, ten million dollars? You wouldn’t know with the way you act, so normal like.”
“And I’d prefer to keep it like that, as normal as possible. Money can be such a touchy subject and I don’t want it to get in the way of us.”
“Enough talk about money. We’ve got some great makeup sex to have!” Claudia said, changing the subject. She kissed and hugged him close.
“Do you take any summer vacations?” He asked.
“Usually the middle two weeks in August.”
“Will you come and stay with me, at least for a week?”
“Visit you in Miami? I’ve never been to Florida in my life!”
“Then imagine all the sexy fun we could have. I imagine you’d have a killer body in a skimpy bikini. We’d visit Disneyworld, the Epcot Center, go swimming, go on day cruises, have romantic dinners by the water, do plenty of fucking,” he listed.
“Okay, okay, you’ve convinced me. I’d love to visit and stay with you Dan.” She hugged and kissed him again.
Claudia went to the waste paper basket and bent over. Dan smiled, viewing her perfect looking ass. She reached down her hand and returned to him. She took his right hand and uncurled it and placed a silver key on his palm.
“What’s this?”
“I threw this in the garbage when I was angry at you. It’s a key to my apartment. No more staying at Aunt Katherine’s,” she smiled.
“No more banging the headboard at your Aunt’s place?” He kidded and Claudia laughed.
“That’s hard to do with you living so far away. Maybe we’ll get a room from her the odd time and let her hear the headboard bang the wall, so she knows how much we love to fuck,” she said.
“You want me to move in with you?”
“Yes. When you can visit me, you live in my apartment and sleep in my bed, your home away from home,” she explained, placing her arms around his neck.
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At last methought that I had wander’d far In an old wood, fresh washed in coolest dew, The maiden splendours of the morning star Shook in the steadfast blue. – Tennyson. Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata, each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names, in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name, Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether. – Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? – Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Being greatly stirred, I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night, And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. – Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row, a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless...
The Moon, who from the hilltop streams On each white face and throat her beams, The song-enchanted fellows send Their chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end. – Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door. But a door like no other. Moments before, it had appeared miraculously at the sound of her voice and now Claudia continued to stand looking at it, mutely, as though awaiting further instructions or some further miracle. She stood for several minutes and nothing happened then she took a...
How oft we saw the sun retire, And burn the threshold of the night, Fall from his ocean lane of fire, And sleep beneath his pillar’d light! – Tennyson, The Voyage. Carlo stayed with Claudia at Tintamare for a week. Far from being an idle houseguest, he insisted upon cleaning, cooking and performing whatever household chores she would allow him to do. At first, this seemed to her to be a slight affront to her independence but she sensed that it was his way of showing her gratitude. It seemed too...
Hoofdstuk 1. Langzaam blader ik de dagbladen door. Ik zit lekker warm in de bibliotheek en struin alle dagbladen door naar een baantje. Maar in de Hollandse dagbladen zit niemand op me te wachten. Ik heb wel een redelijke opleiding, maar verder niet bepaald een vak geleerd. Uit verveling en ook omdat ik nog geen zin heb om de kou in te gaan, pak ik een Duitse krant. Er zit een heel pak met advertenties bij, maar ze vragen van alles. Op de laatste bladzijde staan ook nog wat...
By: Deepalkapoor Hi readers, I am Deepal Kapoor male, I have had a sex encounter once with the servant of my neighbour, and I even write about it on ISS some or maybe more than 6 months ago, and have written all about my body shape and colour tone and all in that story named ‘Ass Fucked By Servant’ in this same section (Gay). Well after that sex, I had no one to tell about my experience since it is not at all accepted by everyone, so I decided to write my experience down on ISS And named the...
Gay MaleHello, I am back nikhilesh agarwal with a new romantic and real incident of my life where I get a chance to fuck my sister stella (fake) . Stella was a daughter of my aunt she used to live just opposite to my house where almost regularly I used go search for stella play talk.. Accidently touch her assets though I did actually but she never pointed it or ever told anything about it ..She was a quiet girl most of the times busy in studies and chatting with friends she liked me very much as she...
The steady drone of the big diesel for the last couple of hours has about made both of us drowsy. The traffic tonight has been sporadic, either light and moving along at 70, or heavy stop / go construction tie ups that really try a truck driver’s patience. The day is going to end soon, over 600 miles logged and we can retire for the night. It hasn’t been all that cool in the truck as the A/C has had problems keeping the temperature just “moderate” and not all that “cool”. Schedules and time...
One day after work I was the last man to leave the office late in the night.Just as I locked up from the top floor, I heard noises from the terrace. Giggling and laughing. Being Curious I sneaked up to terrace, and I find the two girls drunk and making out. semi nude. I quickly grabbed my iPhone 7 and iPhone 6 and started recording in both the phone. In camera I caught them smoking weed, smoking cigarettes, making out, drinking, back bitching colleagues and manager, talking about different...
“Will you do it then?” Ricky quizzed. Paula had been going out with Ricky for just under a week, he was every girls dream; she wanted to hang onto him at all costs; at the moment she was the envy of all her friends. It had been the most fetish request, never would she have thought this of him, even the thought of it disgusted her; it was the most outlandish plea she could ever of thought of considering. “Would you mind if I had time to think it over! I mean it’s not as if it’s a normal...
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Winter was melting away to the new blossoms and fresh air of spring when the phone rang. It was my cousins wife, Mary. "Del it did not work. I am not pregnant," was all she could stammer between her emotional sobs. The line then went dead. I waited a few minutes and called her back. She told me she was so convinced our union at Christmas would get her pregnant and she was so hurt it had not worked. Mary shared with me that she had had multiple tests and she could, in fact, have a child. It was...
MatureAs a collegge student you have to spend a lot of time behind the books,or you fail the year and you lose your social scollarship. And as a horny 21 year old collegge student,i spend a lot of time in a library near our dorms. It's actually pretty routinic, but sometimessomething you are surprised like you never thougth you would be...A couple days ago, i was having a smoke break in front of the library to rest my mind of those equations.I just lit my ciggarette when an elder lady came up to me....
Hi i am regular reader of this site and my favorite is incest which made have some with my aunt . I am rahul and my age is 20 . This story happened when i was 18 . I have an aunt ,my mom’s sis,she has a perfect figure of 34-32-36. She was a simple lady and cared for her family . Once my uncle and her son has gone out of town so i was called to accompany her for a week days . First day was normal , at night i slept in one room and my aunt in another But at mid night the fan in her room was...
This story is about me and my uncle’s second wife. Pehle main apni family ke bareme batata hu. Mere dadaji ke do ladke hai. Mera papa aur mere chacha. Aur me unka akela grandson. Mere chacha ko koi santan nahi thi. Isliye mere ghar me main sabse ladla hu. Mera naam amit hai. Meri umar 23 saal hai aur main nagpur me post graduation kar rha hu. Maine apna graduation hamare gaav se kiya aur phir post graduation ke liye nagpur aa gya. Mere chacha ki pehli biwi ek accident me mar gyi thi. Aur uske...
David pulled on his girls panties, he hated wearing these but suzi insisted, it was sometimes awkward like if he needed to pee in public but suzi suggested simply using a cubicle and siting down to pee so thats what he did, it was easier to agree with suzi. The same when he had brought up the argument about using the gym, "how can i get changed at the gym with these on " he asked "you cant " agreed suzi, david actually thought he had won a small victory until her next remark...
Sergeant Jeffrey Collins was trying to keep his mind on the interview, but it was difficult. He was badly shaken. A month or two before, the 40-year-old victim liaison officer had begun having strangely vivid and detailed erotic dreams – all involving a beautiful woman he had never met. In some, her dark hair was hip-length, in some, it was short. Sometimes her skin was creamy-pale, sometimes lightly tanned, and the setting would change abruptly, as happens in dreams – one moment a bed, the...
He got up, and looked for the package from the store. He opened it, and took out a pair of blue and green silk panties, also semi see through. He shimmied out of the old ones, moving his small cock out of the way, and put on his new ones. He always loved his days off, after working at the gym all week he longed to just be away from that place and chill. His girlfriend was off on a business trip, meaning he was stag all weekend. He was looking forward to it, and was planning a hike at a...
"Shit," I thought to myself as I laid on the couch watching TV. What a crazy last few days it had been. I needed to get some sleep, but my mind was racing, and thinking about what had happened earlier in the night. I had fucked my mother-in-law, Carol, and it was so damn hot. She was one of the best fucks that I had ever had. Certainly better than Marla, my wife, had been in years, which made me wonder if I could get more of that pussy. As I laid on the couch, I was getting so horny just...
"No Greater Love" (John 15:13) (Part Two of Two) By Zapper The Society is losing the war and the Syndicate is moving toward its end game. Abominations from distant Shadow-Realms now swarm into the Human Realm. Magic is rising and soon all huminty will have to face the fact that magic is very real. John and Meka are stuck in an impossible situation, sharing a body! All they want to do is hunt down Max and get Meka back into...
"What are you thinking about, Jon?" Eve asked, breaking me out of my thoughts."Oh nothing, just waiting for you to get all rested up," I said, pushing my thoughts to the back of my head."Well, I'm all rested up now. What did you have in mind?" she purred seductively. The woman had no off switch!"Oh, I have a few things in mind. But when we leave here we will go back to Master and jewel. Are you ready for that?""Mmmhmm... I'm always ready to serve my sweet, sexy Master!""Well then, shall we go...
BDSMA Nanny Femtastic Chapter 8 When we got back to the villa I needed some time alone and left Thomas with Bradley and Felicity. We were all to meet for dinner that evening on the terrace. I had a few hours to myself and ran a big deep, bubbly bath. I had got used to pampering myself with an array of oils and scents. This and of course the regular hormone injections had softened my skin and redistributed my body mass into a gorgeous feminine shape. I probably spent too much time stroking and...
Introduction: A Barbie Fan-fiction My parents had been moving out of my child home when my mom called me to let me know that a few of my old Barbie dolls were in a box and she needed me to get rid of them for her. I drove to their new house picked the box up and took it back to my apartment so I could take it by a donation box near my work the next day. That night I woke up to a banging sound. I sat up quickly and looked around in alarm. I pulled my blue robe around my naked body and peeked...
This can't be the right place, Jennifer thought as she parked her car. She checked the piece of paper Robert had given her. It didn't say anything about a do-it-yourself storage place, but the address checked out. It took Jennifer a while to figure out that Unit #S-11 was way in the back. She moved quickly through the rows of single-story sheds, the darkness only occasionally punctuated by dim naked bulbs hanging randomly over the garage doors. She didn't hear or see anyone else in the entire...
There was one park in particular that she really enjoyed since it was always empty. She never saw the need to leash her two retrievers and would let them chase squirrels and birds to their hearts content. This March afternoon though she was surprised to see several cars in the parking lot. She muttered to the dogs as she walked past the parked cars to the trailhead, “Must be a walking club boys, we need to make sure we don’t spook anyone.” She knew the dogs were friendly but the last thing she...
Kevin Seduced by Mom and sisterNancy’s husband Jim got up early, showered, dressed, grabbed his packed bags and headed to the airport. He had an early flight out for business and would be gone all week. She drove him to the airport and dropped him off like she did every other week. He kissed her goodbye, told her he loved her and would see her Friday night. Then Jim disappeared into the airport and Nancy headed for home.Nancy had looked forward to this day for several months. She was excited,...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn’t the first young man who the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn’t be the last.The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts who brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; they lived to satisfy others. I adored that sentiment.They blindfolded him; a tight shiny black Latex top and matching glossy stockings covered...
Gay MaleTo Really Know Someone - Chapter 1Sequel to "That Thing That Happened That Time That's Really No Big Deal"Drip. The sound is hollow as it echoes through the cave. Drip. Drip. But even as hollow as it is, it's enough to wake her from her sleeep with the hazy pain that follows it. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Her eyes open to the near pitch-black darkness of her surroundings and the shadows of the flickering lights don't do much to help her blurry vision despite her slayer senses when she tries to...
Chapter 2 Andi had gone to “Pillow Talk” the adult arcade and toy store to tell Don and Penny that she had been offered, and has accepted this nine month tuition and all expense paid accredited college level?... Course! They, were both sorry to see this kinky young woman go, especially after just getting to know her, they wished her well, and as a going away present had given her two things. One, was a gigantic and very expensive 10” lifelike replica of a notorious black slaves...
Leggy blonde Angelika Grays is an extremely successful businesswoman that knows how to work her way up the corporate ladder. When she invites partner Vince Karter over to her pool for a swim, the two quickly jump each other’s bones. Vince eats her shaved twat, and Angelika returns the favor with drooling blowjob. Angelika chokes and slobbers as Vince fucks her throat. She soon bends over for hot twat pounding. Angelika fingers her pussy while Vince sodomizes her — she whimpers...
xmoviesforyou“THERE’S NO RAIN FESTIVAL this time, Michael, sorry,” Sofía said with a smile. “But there are other things to do.” I turned to Mme Bertha, seated with a cup of tea at the kitchen table. Her expression was as bland as could be. After a moment, she nodded. “So what’s up this weekend, Sofía?” “Javier is getting an award for best librarian or something like that. We’ll help him celebrate.” I had a thought about the Rain Festival. Sofía and Javier and I had certainly celebrated then. “You’re...
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Sophia impatiently brushed her hair back out of her face as the train lurched forward. She reached down and wrenched her biology textbook out of her messenger bag. Instead of dutifully turning to ‘Childhood Diseases and Infections,’ she stared out the window at the passing apartment buildings, leaving the textbook open on her lap. She had wanted to get in some studying on the train from work back to school, but the soft smell of spring that hung in the air today, even on the train, was making...