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"I don't see how we're gunna make this work," Jimmy said handing the joint back to me. We were waiting for Heather to get out of school and had a few minutes to kill. "I mean she's got school

'til almost three, her dad's like some control freak that wants her home right away, she can't hustle for her own tricks just yet and there ain't many of my old clients willing to meet her at midnight."

"Yea, I know it'll be tough to start, but that's why you're making the big bucks. I know you'll figure a way to make it work," I said passing the bud back for him to finish it.

"I do have something in mind, but she's gotta be willing to do whatever we tell her, no questions asked."

"No prob, I'll take care of her." He looked at me shaking his head.

"You sure 'bout that? I mean you almost keep losing her and have to just 'bout beg her to come back. One day she won't come back."

"I'll take care of that if it happens."

"I got a way to guarantee her cooperation," he said smiling.

"Yea? How's that?" I watched as he dug into his pocket, pulling out a small Ziploc bag with several small red, crystal-looking rocks inside. "What's that?"

"Meth," he said swinging the baggie between his fingers. "Get the whore hooked on this shit and she'll come begging you to do whatever the fuck you want to her to get more. This is some kick-ass shit."

"Why is it red? I thought meth was white or glassy."

"It's a special batch made of strawberry Quick. Makes it taste good while they're getting fucked up."

I stared at the small bag for the longest time. It's never been like this before. We've always just had our fun with the bitches and let them go on their merry way once we were done. Twice we had the whores make complaints against us trying to say we raped them, but when you have 15 or 16 guys saying she wanted it and some dumb slut claiming she didn't, guess who they'll believe.

Especially when half the guys accused are sports stars and could really wreck the department. Each time the charges quietly went away and we cooled it until the next mark was found.

"We'll take her out to the old farm, get her high, fuck her some and send her home with a pussy full of cum. That will make sure she's ready for tonight when she'll start turning tricks for us.

It won't be long before we're rolling in the money," he added grinning. Looking past him I noticed Heather coming down the steps, her timid body language still the same.

"Alright, let's do this," I said getting out approaching her.

Jimmy sat in back with her smoking a joint while I drove. I could see in the rear view mirror what he was up to, putting the joint in his mouth but not inhaling before handing it back to her. He wanted her good and high by the time we got there. I called

Jessie and let him know to meet us out there. "Let Chuck and Dale know, but no one else. This will be a small party 'cause we only have about a hour to fuck her," I said hanging up.

Heather didn't even notice we were heading the wrong way and it wasn't until I slowed down to turn that she poked her head over the seat. "Where are we going?" she asked giggling like some dumb sow. She's been out here before and should know what's about to happen, but she's just acting stupid. I didn't respond.

"Hey, Baby," Jimmy said pulling her back next to him. "Time to show me some lovin'" he added grabbing her nipple. She looked at me worried that I'd be mad as she was "my girl" and he was fondling her. I smiled at her through the mirror just before

Jimmy took her glasses off. By the time I pulled up to the barn, he had her panties tossed to the front seat and was sucking on her neck. This guy doesn't waste any time.

I was glad that she wasn't fighting him. It may have been the pot which loosened her up some or the fact that he's already fucked her before or maybe not being able to see him made her more comfortable with what he was doing, but whatever it was, his hand was pumping like a hammer between her legs and she simply laid there and allowed him.

"We're here," I said turning the car off. Getting out, I went around opening the door where Jimmy sat and he got out, grabbing her wrist and pulling up with him. Carrying her to the trunk, he dropped her on the back of the car and moved between her legs. It didn't really matter if he fucked her out in the open or not because there wasn't anyone around for miles.

"I have something special for you," he said digging into his pocket, pulling out a slender glass tube. Her eyes squinted as she tried to focus on what he was holding. Reaching down to his pocket, Jimmy pulled out the small bag he showed me earlier and a

Bic lighter. I watched as he dropped a couple of the small rocks through the open hole and sparked the lighter. I swallowed hard knowing what was coming next.

"You liked the pot we smoked earlier, right?" he asked her as she smiled with a silly laugh. "You're really going to love this stuff; it's a whole lot better," he said putting one end of the tube into her mouth. "When I tell you to, I want you to suck in deep and hold your breath until I tell you, okay?" She nodded. I watched as he waved the lighter a few inches under the pipe causing the crystals to melt before the bulb filled with smoke.

"Okay, Heather, suck in really hard and hold it until I tell you to let it out." She did what he said, her cheeks puffed out, her face reddened and her eyes widened, but she didn't breathe out until he told her to about five seconds later. "Let's do it again," he said pushing it back between her lips.

She was getting fucked up quick and almost fell off the back of the car. "Come on, Baby, let's get comfortable in the barn," he told her pulling her off. Her eyes were droopy, her body jerked a few times, she kept looking around every where even though she couldn't see shit and she was sweating even though it was cool outside.

I heard a car approaching and turned to see Dale's Mustang coming up the drive. Jimmy had Heather over his shoulder while he climbed the ladder to the loft and I quickly followed. He was fucking her by the time Jessie, Chuck and Dale made it up. I heard another car coming and opened the loft door to see Grant's pickup pulling up behind my car.

"It's just supposed to be us," I groaned looking at Jessie.

"Don't look at me, I only told Chuck and Dale," he said and we all looked at Dale. That dumb asshole opened his big mouth.

"What?" he asked noticing everyone staring. "I only told Chris and Steve."

"We don't have a lotta time, fool, that's why it was only the five of us. You're going last and if you can't fuck her, that's your loss!" I almost screamed.

A loud grunt coming from the fucking pair turned my attention. It was too high of a sound to be Jimmy and he always fucks for 10 or

15 minutes. She shrieked loudly just as Chris's head popped up. I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she began thrashing around, jerking as if she was being shocked. Her back arched hard and then she laid still for several seconds while Jimmy jack hammered into her.

"Fuck yea!" Grant called out pulling himself into the loft.

Jimmy slowed to a stop, holding himself on top of her for about a minute before rolling over. "Who's next?" he said getting up. I quickly pulled my jeans down and got between her legs. "The bitch came," he said smiling as I sank into her soaked hole.

Before I came, most of the others had arrived and were waiting there turn. I scowled at Dale for being so stupid, but he really can't help it, he's just dense. Chuck climbed between her legs and resumed fucking her fast and hard as the rest of us watched.

I looked at my watch. "We're not going to have enough time for everyone to fuck her right now, she's gotta be home in less than an hour. The ones that just got here, if you want to cum, jerk off and shoot it in her mouth." There were a few grumbles, but

Eddie and Bobbie each took out their cocks and began masturbating. Calvin slowly did the same.

Chuck came and moved aside while Dale tried to take his place but

I stopped him. "You're last, remember?" I said pulling on Grant's arm. He had the look of murder on his face, but he knew better than to mess with me.

"This is bullshit," he grumbled backing away.

We left a few minutes past five after six of us fucked her and three others came inside of her mouth. I swear that she came three more times while getting fucked but it was hard to tell as she seemed to be in one long continuous orgasm. Dale was still fuming about not getting a chance to fuck her but maybe next time he'll think before opening his mouth. "Can I get a ride home with you?" he asked me handing his car keys to Jessie.

"What's wrong with your car?"

"Nothing, I want to fuck her on the way home. I'll get my car at

Jessie's." I smiled. That horn dog will do just about anything for pussy.

We left, Jimmy and me in the front while Dale pounded Heather in the back. Even after he came, he remained inside of her until we pulled into the parking lot of her apartment. He got out, leaving the door opened while Jimmy and I helped her dress.

"If you want more of your treat later, meet us outside your bedroom at 10:30, okay?" he asked handing her glasses to her. She was still dazed, her pupils very large, especially magnified through her glasses and her hands kept moving all over as if she was very nervous. We watched as she quickly made her way home.

I'd never seen her walk that fast before and I had to laugh.

That's just what she needed to put some fire under her ass.

"How long will that last?" I asked him getting back in the car.

"Hard to say, maybe a few more hours. Maybe longer." I grinned wondering if her parents would freak out seeing her super-charged like that, especially if they get close enough to get a whiff of her smelling like a cum dumpster. After dropping Jimmy off, I headed home to study for my history test tomorrow.

It was just the two of us. I picked him up at 10 and we headed toward Heather's apartment, getting there in only a few minutes.

I parked to wait in the parking lot and saw the skinny, dark figure heading our way. It was hardly 10 after and she was already looking for us. We looked at each other and smiled.

"Looks like another satisfied customer," Jimmy joked opening his door to meet her.

She was wired as we sat outside the Black Cat Bar on the

Southside of town. I was uneasy about heading this way as it's a very ethnic area with the highest crime rate in the county. Most of the businesses have bars on the windows and abandoned cars and junkers line the rundown streets. The neighborhood was blighted with trash, vagrants, drug dealers, whores, porn shops, liquor stores and pawn shops on just about every corner. Jimmy had gone inside the bar while I waited with Heather in the car.

Glancing over the back seat, I stared down at her fidgeting around. Jimmy fucked her before heading inside to look for her first paying customer. I squeezed my erection, wanting to fuck her too, but not sure how long it would be before Jimmy returned.

"Fuck it," I mumbled getting out.

I was sitting on the hood smoking a cigarette when Jimmy walked out followed by a huge black guy. He made Dale look small as the two of them made their way closer. We nodded to each other as he passed heading toward the back door. Blowing out smoke, I looked though the windshield as the dome light lit up the interior and the bulky john stood looking down at the skinny, naked white girl.

"She's really tight," Jimmy said closing the deal. I still didn't know why he wanted her to fuck in this part of town as I'm sure there's lots of white guys looking for young snatch, but he felt it was important. "Black guys love white pussy," he told me as we made our way out here. That's true, but so do white guys.

The hulking man unzipped his pants before squeezing his way into the back seat with her. Moments later the car began rocking and I almost lost my balance. Jimmy winked as he headed back toward the bar. "Text me when he's done," he called out over his shoulder.

The guy was so big he couldn't close the door and fit in the back seat so he fucked her with the light on and ramming into her as if trying to force her under the car. Getting off the hood, I walked around a little, trying to clear my head from the pot we smoked on the way. The car was squeaking a steady rhythm as he fucked her like a whore. After all, that's what she is now.

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Sometimes people just connect, and that connection can be so powerful that it crosses generations and it transcends normal boundaries, such as marriage. My story is set in a quaint English back yard on a gorgeous summer’s day, my cousins 21st Birthday was the occasion and I had only been in the country for a day. I had flown in for a formal occasion the following weekend. The party began with the usual procession of Aunts, Uncles, random relatives and various family friends. There was Pimms...

1 year ago
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Butterfly Spirits

Authors note: This is my Halloween contest entry. It is not spooky or scary or a typical Halloween story in anyway. I will admit it’s a little poignant and sad but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Thank you again to RK Moreland for helping with the copy editing, and BrambleThorn whose wisdom really helped when I became bit lost. You are both much appreciated. ~ellie * Joel walked down the dock breathing in the stale scents of the city and stopped on the side of the road before him. He had...

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Butterfly Effects

The saying goes: a butterfly flapping its wings in China can cause a tornado in Kansas. That’s bullshit. Well, it’s inaccurate at the least. But, in the affairs of men and women, tiny ripples often do magnify into huge waves. At least that’s been my view. Looking back on my life with Laura I used to see how little moments cascaded into life changing events. About two years ago, after first meeting Laura, I rejected her despite our mutual attraction, all because of a ring. Eventually, that...

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Butterfly Beach X Seasons or Dance of the Butterflies

Autumn.Eventually, I felt the need to feel the sun and the wind once more, and ventured to the surface, accompanied by my alien lover, Isshu.  It was nighttime, and the air was brisk upon my naked flesh.  I could not remember the last time I bothered to cover my nakedness – the memory was as distant as that of my life before this island. Paris and London had become places in barely remembered stories. I remembered my companions, of course, especially Em. I contented myself with the knowledge...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Butterfly Princess

It is a little practice, what I did here. I'm not good in writing stories like this, but I wanted to try. The characters are from a fantasy novel I'm writing, so this story isn't far from realistic. But I hope you like it.____________________________________________________________________„Sakuya? How are you?“ A gentle voice was heard. The young girl turned around, seeing her husband. „I don’t really know. My parents attacked you…You’re just defend yourself“ She turned around, making some...

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Butterflies

Her stomach is full of butterflies, clenched in a nervous knot. She paces back and forth, passing the other anxious people. They are all waiting. She is waiting for him, the one who fills her mind. ‘What insanity prompted me to do this?’ she thought. Yet she knew. Their connection had been instant, and lasting. For years, they had been arranging the clandestine meetings, as they were both unable to stop thinking of the other. Finally she sees him, walking out from the airport terminal. As...

1 year ago
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Butterflies And Beautiful Eyes

The day I'd spent years fantasizing about was finally here! It was time to pick my best friend and lover up from the airport. I hadn't seen her in four years, and was overly excited about looking into her beautiful eyes, smelling her and being able to touch her again. Up until then, all our interactions took place over the internet. I knew I'd fallen in love with her years before, but she hadn't realized she felt the same for me until she'd returned to her home country, which was over...

2 years ago
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Butterflies in my Stomach 1 Taken by surprise

You are restless all day. In the office you are hardly able to concentrate. You write an e-mail twice, and only notice it quite at the end, thank goodness before hitting the send button. When you bring a cup of coffee to your boss, your hand trembles and you ruin a document on his desk. Your apology is stammered and indistinct. He looks at you blankly – confused by the change in your behavior. Then, on the way home, you step into a gully and brake the heel, the right heel of your new black...

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Butterfly Beach IV The Origin of Desire or The Pool of Unearthly Delights

From the Journal of Olivia Delacroix – Fourth entry. The last few days feel like a fever dream born of delirium. Emma claims that I was gone for a span of a week and I have no reason to doubt her and yet, I find it hard to fathom that so many days passed. I can only assume that my wits were sufficiently scrambled by my ordeal. Of what I do recall, the discovery of the swarm upon the cliff’s face, the overwhelming ecstasy that was precipitated by the butterflies’ touch, and the onset of the...

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Butterfly Effect

It is my birthday and have just turned the big four zero. My life is not what I though that it would be. I found myself unemployed and broke with no one in my life. I’ve been pondering over my life and wonder what life would have been different if I did a few things different. When I walk into the hall closet, a book falls onto my head. I look at the book realize it is a journal that I that I wrote in high school after collection of suicides. The school wanted to know any depression from the...

2 years ago
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Butterfly

It is a real story. So there will be no added masalas, please bear with me. I am working in a MNC and hence have got plenty of girl company. The work culture inside an MNC is as you know unbelievably funny and there is no difference between the genders. So anything can be said without any censor and would be appreciated by all. In my section there are plenty of girls who were ready to have fun with any guy who is got a credit card. Being from a financially backward set up, I was advised by many...

1 year ago
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Butterfly

She’d been someone else, once. Once upon a time she’d been a daughter, a granddaughter.  A student, a friend, an effervescent teenager with girlish dreams and schoolgirl crushes, with plans of having a career one day, a family. Now, she was just his.        In dreams, sometimes, she’d catch little flashes of the life she’d had before him.  A pale green bedspread and soft cotton sheets, a closet of clothes and a drawer of tangled jewelry.  A bathroom with the counter littered with makeup and...

2 years ago
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Butterfly Book I Sherry and KyleChapter 3 Wild Night Out

It was a clear and cool late autumn day, the kind of weather that makes Midwesterners move to Florida. But on this beautiful Friday afternoon, Sherry was planted behind her desk updating a client database. Data entry was not in her job description. Didn't matter; she knew that if didn't do it, it wouldn't get done. The office was relatively quiet, and the letters and numbers began to blur together as she plowed her way through the endless list of contact information. When her phone rang,...

3 years ago
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Butterfly Book I Sherry and KyleChapter 4 Sherrys Diary Weekend at Jens

Yes, my diary, it's time to pretend I'm writing to Jen ... again. I really wish I could tell her this stuff, or at least rip this page out of my journal and mail it off to her. But I just don't have the guts. Maybe someday ... yeah, right. sigh... Dear "Jen", I was so happy when you told me you'd be back in Florida for two weeks housesitting for your great aunt! I've missed you so much since you moved to DC. Last weekend was great! Still, I'm a little disappointed that it didn't...

3 years ago
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Butterfly Book I Sherry and KyleChapter 5 The JRG

Author's note: The first part of this chapter is written from Kyle's perspective. Some of it is based on later conversations; the rest is me guessing what thoughts were going through his dirty mind. When you stop and think about it, you never totally know someone. You might learn their likes and dislikes, their pet peeves and guilty pleasures. You might be able to read their body language like a book and knowing what they're thinking before they say a word. But even your oldest friend is...

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Butterfly Book I Sherry and KyleChapter 6 Sherrys Diary The Vecino Surprise

Dear Diary, For once, I'm writing about sexy stuff without pretending that I'm writing to Jen! Maybe I won't need to pretend any more at all, because my wishes came true last night – sort of. I haven't written anything at all in this diary for a while, so I probably should back up a little. Leading up to our 2nd "anniversary", Kyle and I were going through a rough spot. We still got along just fine, but a lot of the newness had come off of our relationship and we were kinda taking...

4 years ago
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A Very Extended Window Peep

In 1984 I was stationed in Key West at the naval station there. If you are old enough you will remember the nation was in a pretty deep recession at the time and we started getting older guys coming into the military for lack of jobs elsewhere. They were great people to work with, always problem free for supervisors. I worked rotating shift work in air operations as the supervisor of a two-man team. I was assigned this new guy just out of technical school who was married and had a child four...

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Lucky Man

I know I’m a very lucky man. Years ago, when I met my wife-to-be I could see almost immediately she was the woman for me. Besides being very attractive, smart, funny and caring, I was able to fully trust her judgement (except the decision to take me on in a relationship). Neither of us have ever been jealous of each other. There is no need when you know where the other is going home at night. Again, I know… I am a very lucky man.Starting at the very beginning of our relationship we would point...

Voyeur
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Friends and FamilyChapter 12 Sasha ndash Part 1 Thursday Morning and Day

Thursday Morning and Day “Mmmmmm ... Good morning.” “Good morning, Jos.” “I’ll give you fifty years to stop doing that.” I had gently woken her by softly kissing the back of her neck and her ear and blowing softly along the line of saliva I had left on her neck. I watched the goose bump rise. “Fifty years, huh?” “If you’ll have me.” “You know I can’t commit to anyone before I’ve dated everyone. You also know that you are very high in my rankings.” “Did I improve my standings last...

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Family LettersChapter 47

Dear Willow, You certainly have a way with words. Your description of your battle and bedroom scenes paint vivid and uncomfortable pictures for me. I'm glad you're loved, but I hope that you get a better commander soon. One thing that all Civil Service Officers seem to get very intimate with is the difficulties that a poor commander can cause. I don't see anything much here as we don't really have a true combat unit, but I have seen that even in situations that would seem to not be...

2 years ago
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In The Lap Of Himalayas

Hello, friends, it’s my first story. I am Danny () . I am from Rajasthan, India. This story is about a beautiful lady (say Shweta) from Gujarat who was with me on a tour to a dhauladhar range of Himalayas. I am 24-year-old guy hailing from Jodhpur Rajasthan. The story goes like this. I was on my way to trek triund on a cold morning of January 2016. It was my first trek and I was damn very excited about it. I carried stuff to keep my body warm there. I had sheelajeet for the same purpose. When I...

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Kitty Girl Goes to the Beach Part III

VI"Remember what you are, Kitten."Her words were clear as her soft lips were pressed against my ear, making me shiver with need. I nodded at the reminder, grateful for it. It would be easy to forget my true nature here and get lost in all the lust that surrounded me. I found myself staring at the ceiling, willing to into focus, my gaze traveling between it, Kay’s mischievous eyes, and Cindy’s slight smirk. Jenny was still with us cradling my foot in her hands as she sucked my big toe into her...

Fetish
2 years ago
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I lost more than a brawl

I was knocked out goodin the ring falling hard on the floor crawling to get back an fight afraid of my coach who was looking hard in his boxer in the corner my coach calling me a weak boy looking at the other guy win easy ''get out of there ''it was my dad idea to get me into boxingmost of the other guy taller and stronger than me , i was always sent down to the floor crawling and my coach took a great pleasure in making me suck on his fat black cock every time i lost ''please please i did my...

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