An Itsy Bitsy Favor
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Thursday, July 27th, 2006, Boston Massachusetts
Violet and I were sitting in the back row of my mini-van next to Maria. I was doing my best to explain everything that had led up to our fateful meeting—starting with when I’d found the ring of the Twin Serpents. I was getting a little frustrated because she didn’t want to believe anything that had to do with magic. In her mind, there had to be a reasonable, rational, scientific explanation for everything. Malachar had been snickering in my head for the last twenty minutes over the irony that she was using magic to confirm that I wasn’t lying yet still steadfastly refused to believe in it. I was also pretty fucking high, I had popped twice as many codeine’s as I was supposed to, but I didn’t care. I knew I wouldn’t o.d., and my pain levels had been almost excruciating even with Malachar’s help.
In front of us, Billy was taking a nap in his car seat—on either side of my little man was Stacy, who was in Heather’s lap, and Angie, who was in Abby’s. Sheila was in the co-captains chair next to Kelly, who was driving us to get a new vehicle. Thank God, this one was getting way too cramped.
I was staring into Violet’s gorgeous eyes again—at her insistence—I was letting her scrutinize every answer or fact that I told her. She was seriously doubting everything that I was saying, but her ‘gut’ was telling her that I was truthful, so she wasn’t calling me a liar per se, but it almost felt that way.
I was dreading the part where I got to tell her about my buddy being turned into a werewolf so that he could hunt me down and kill me. I sighed. Life certainly never gets any easier, especially seeing as how I had a major hardon from watching her tits bouncing around for the past half-hour. Her very tight and two sizes too small tank-top showed a lot of rounded boob flesh, and I was almost starting to drool.
What made it worse was that—one, I couldn’t actually DO anything about it until I had some privacy with one of my other girls, and—two, she KNEW and was smiling at me in a teasingly sultry way! Not for the first time did I curse the city of Boston for having shitty roads, but I would never have thought that I’d be cursing them over making titties bounce! God, how I wanted to cum. I knew that Maria would love to help me out, and I could certainly use the energy, but I wasn’t anywhere near a point where I could just whip my cock out in front of Violet without her slugging me. She did that once already, it hurt, and I didn’t need a repeat.
Oh, stop your griping! You’ve done a fantastic thing, and your girls have all welcomed her with open arms; I told you how happily overwhelmed she felt at that. She’s content to stay with us right now, even if she’s not a believer yet—don’t fuck it up! Besides, I’m sure that you’ll be able to disappear with one of your lovelies for a few minutes at the limousine place, you big fucking baby. I know that I’ve continuously harped on you to do your best to stay charged, but in these specific circumstances, you can wait for a half-hour, plus you just fucked Maria. You definitely need some sleep, my grumpy friend.
I grumped.
“So, you mean to tell me that all of this shit started simply because you put on a ring?” Violet asked me, incredulously, for the sixth or seventh time.
“Yeah, exactly, and like I said—now I’ve got a six-thousand-year-old wizard living in my head, and sometimes he can be a real asshole...” I paused as I got cut off.
Six-thousand-one-hundred and twenty-seven to be precise, Cocksucker.
I couldn’t help but silently laugh to myself. We’ve gotten to the point where our name-calling was actually affectionate, even if partly true.
“Excuse me, six-thousand-one-hundred and twenty-seven—I’ve just been corrected,” I said with a smile.
“Jake-e-poo? Just to let you know, we’re almost at the limo place that Sheila found,” Kelly yelled from the driver’s seat. I’d asked her to let me know when we were a few minutes out.
“Thanks, Babe!” I yelled back as I glanced out the tinted side-window and saw that we’d already turned off the highway.
We were now driving on Tomahawk drive, which was about five minutes away from Logan Airport. A pretty good limo location really, they had quick access to downtown and could easily pick up clients when they flew in.
“Sorry, where were we,” I asked as I turned to smile at Violet again.
“Well, you told me that the ring uses Eraxis or Eruxis? Right? Some supposedly magical force that allows you to take over someone’s mind?”
“Eruxas and Eruxis, but yeah,” I muttered, “and not take over completely, but I can make them do specific things.”
“And you say that it takes the sexual energy that you get from having orgasms to recharge it?” she asked disbelievingly again.
Sigh. I felt like I was going around in circles. I opened my mouth to retort snippily but was pre-empted by my adorable Peanut.
“It does! It really does! I’ve seen his ring when it’s empty—because when he uses his magic, it untangles itself, but when he charges it back up again by fucking us—the snake’s coils get all tight again!” Heather piped up exuberantly, her wide sea-blue eyes peering at us from over the seat. “His magic eats our cums! Isn’t that neat?!” she exclaimed as if that was the most wondrous thing in the world, sending both her and Stacy into a fit of girlish giggles.
“I hope it eats mine soon too!” Stacy chirped in our direction between her titters.
“Hey! That’s a great point, Peanut!” I exclaimed excitedly. “Look here,” I said as I shoved my ring underneath Violet’s cute little button nose, “see how it’s only coiled about a fifth of the way? Remember that because as soon as I get a chance, I’m going to recharge it somewhat—it’s too dangerous to be running around so low. Anyway, I’ll show you the coils right after, and you’ll see for yourself that they’ll have moved! We all know that metal doesn’t just move itself like that, so there will be proof!”
Violet looked at me skeptically, “Okaaaaay, I’ll believe THAT when I see it!” she snorted, but she did grab my hand, touching and studying my ring up close for a few minutes.
“Jeez Louise, woman! You saw what I did with that old couple and the doodles!” I exclaimed, growling in frustration.
“Yeah, but I’ve been thinking about that,” she replied as she stopped looking at my ring and stared earnestly into my eyes. “What if that was simply a form of hypnosis? That could explain it! That would also explain why I’m immune. Not everyone can be put under; I read that somewhere once, I’m pretty sure.”
I sighed and temporarily gave up as I just allowed myself to get lost in her smile for a few minutes. Other than her outright refusal to believe in magic—she likened it to a childhood belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny—she was delightful to talk to. Her laugh was infectious, her smile disarming, and her eyes mischievous and full of life. I owed Bill a debt of gratitude for dragging her to the gun shop earlier. Now, if I could only break through that thick skull of hers! Who said redheads weren’t stubborn!
“We’re here, Hunny-Bunny!” Sheila yelled.
“Okay, do me a favor and call Brock, see if he’s here yet,” I asked as I started to get excited.
If everything went well, we’d have a brand new Limo-bus that sat twenty-four and a driver who was a badass ex-marine. Hopefully, he could clue us in on where we could pick up another couple of guards, preferably three. On the way out of town tomorrow, I also planned to stop at the hospital. I wanted a trauma surgeon—hopefully, someone without a family if it could be helped. If I kept running into werewolves and Demons, and God knows what else, I’d almost certainly need one around. My brain was going a mile a minute, I kept thinking that I was forgetting something important, and I hated that feeling.
“Okay, I’ll see if your ring moves; I guess that would be pretty convincing that something beyond hypnosis was at play here anyway—it would also undoubtedly be bending the laws of physics!” Violet relented after thinking quietly to herself for a bit. “So tell me more,” she urged. “After you put the ring on, you were saying that you felt the need to go home for some reason?”
“He’s ten minutes out, my love!” Sheila informed me loudly as she twisted in her seat and blew me a kiss.
Over the next few minutes, I explained how I had felt compelled to get back home to Boston so that I could collect the women nearest and dearest to my heart. Thankfully, I was able to gloss over the fact that three of them were my sisters and mother. Violet frowned when I claimed that the ring had made me gather them up so that they could provide me with both the love and the sexual energy that I needed to help me survive. She accused me of just wanting a harem but reluctantly agreed that I wasn’t lying about it after she’d made me repeat it ad nauseam while staring into my peepers from about an inch away. I would’ve been pissed off if I hadn’t wanted to kiss her so much. My poor cock was throbbing the whole time, desperate for relief.
We finally moved past that part—Malachar explained that what she really just wanted to know why so many attractive and otherwise smart-sounding ladies would all attach themselves to the same guy. Apparently, that part puzzled her almost as much as how I had managed to do what I did in the gun shop. She admitted in her head that she found me attractive, funny, and fascinating but couldn’t see herself ever joining a polyamorous group like ours. When Malachar told me that, my heart sank a little, but as he pointed out, we had only just met. If I was going to make her mine, I’d have to do it the old-fashioned way and actually slowly woo her over time.
I successfully dragged the conversation along to the point where I had stolen the money from Joey Calabrese. At which point, I tapped Angelica on the shoulder, telling her to listen up as well; I figured that I could kill two birds with one stone and explain my actions against him. I walked both girls through my two encounters with Joey Sr. I was able to get Angie to readily agree that her father was a thief, among other things. After that, it wasn’t hard to get her to concede that I hadn’t exactly stolen from a saint. I explained how he’d told me to come to see him at their house and then had Tony knock me out from behind; she hadn’t known that part of it.
I convinced her that I was legitimately afraid for my life when I accidentally zapped him with too much juice and wiped his mind blank. I cunningly twisted my words to forbid her from mentioning any of the sexual activities that took place that day. I’d deal with the rapes and toy usage when I wiped those memories from her—hopefully giving us a clean slate. When I was done with that part of my story, I tweaked Angie’s thoughts so that she was not only understanding but forgiving as well. It was a start. Violet was skeptical that I could actually wipe someone like that, but she also had to concede that I was telling the truth as far as she could tell.
Sheila’s cell beeped.
“Brock’s here, Hunny! He just texted!” she told me excitedly, causing an avalanche of eager women to start piling out of the van.
Everyone was looking forward to seeing the Limo-bus and meeting our potential driver.
“I’ll tell you more after we get done here and are back on the road, little Wolf,” I grinned at Violet feeling a bit spaced. “Let’s get out, stretch our legs, and buy ourselves a limo!”
“Little Wolf? Why’d you call me that?”
“That’s what your last name means in ancient Irish, at least it does according to the voice in my head,” I said as I whistled and made the cuckoo swirl around my temple, which made her laugh and shake her head. “I just happen to love wolves, so I’m going to call you that if you don’t mind. Besides, I figure that’s way better than me calling you little Moon!” I quipped as I leered at her partially exposed ass as she slid off the seat and slipped out the side door.
“You’re silly,” she accused, shaking her head again while straightening out her mini-skirt. I noted that she had a pleased look upon her face.
God, I could stare at her all day.
Hmm, you have all of these pretty women, six of whom worship the ground you walk on, and yet this is the one that’s infatuating you? You are a strange young man, Jake.
I frowned.
Sure you’re not! And I know how much you love your harem, but that doesn’t change what I said. I can tell how you’re feeling, m’boy, even if you haven’t really said anything. Watch yourself, or you might fall hard, and it can be a long way down if you’re not careful, son. You can’t control her—remember that and keep your focus on the prize.
I mentally shrugged, leaving it at that; I wasn’t too worried about it.
I got out and stretched. It felt good to be standing. I was still in pain, but because I was stoned, I just didn’t care. The mid-afternoon sun was beaming down on us; the heat hadn’t let up at all. In fact, if anything, it seemed worse. I looked around; we were parked in a large lot in front of a medium-sized warehouse that had four industrial-sized garage doors facing the street. There were six other vehicles parked around us; the majority of the place was empty. A blue sign hung above the main entrance, informing us that we’d found Louies Limos.
Everything around us was either made of steel, cement, glass, or asphalt, and other than some weeds sprouting from a few cracks, nothing green or growing was in sight.
“Oh, by the way, you forgot to buy gun-holsters, dumb-ass,” Abby snorted at me, “I loaded four of the Sig’s while you were lost in gaga chatty land with Violet. One’s in the glove, ones in the console under the radio, and there is one in each of the driver’s and passenger’s side door panels.”
Heather, Stacy, Sheila, and Violet all giggled at me when they overheard Abs.
“Oh, shit ... yeah. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that,” I shrugged sheepishly. “We’ll get some tomorrow on the way out of town.”
“Over there, JJ,” Heather said as she grabbed my hand and tugged me around to look the other way.
I saw a big muscular dude in a green wife-beater, camo shorts, camo ballcap, and short black military-style boots striding our way. As he got a bit closer, I could see that he had a rather large and very colorful green and orange snake tattoo that ran down his left arm from his shoulder to his wrist. He had another one that wrapped up his right leg and ended at his knee. He definitely looked imposing.
Stacy slipped up on my other side, shyly grabbed my free hand, and smiled up at me with a cute blush.
“Hey, Babydoll, just the little lady whose hand I wanted to hold,” I said to her while returning her smile.
“Really?” she giggled adoringly as she clutched herself to my arm and scrunched up her beautiful Pixie face hoping to get a kiss.
“Yes, really!” I said as I bent down and kissed her thoroughly.
“I hope it’s my turn next, JJ! It feels like it’s been forever since we made love,” Heather whispered huskily into my ear as she nipped at my lobe.
Stacy tasted like citrus again, and for the third time, I was reminded just how good a kisser she was. I broke it earlier than either of us would’ve liked, but I had a driver slash guard to recruit. I was practically throbbing with lust—at this rate, I figured that my cock was never going to go down or get any relief.
“Before we leave here, the three of us will slip away for a little bit and have some fun,” I whispered to them both as I straightened up to meet Brock. Both girls enthusiastically agreed to that plan.
“Well, he’s hunky!” Abby declared with a giggle as she stepped back to lean on the hood of the van.
I noticed Violet standing just behind me, studiously studying everything around her.
“Little Wolf, pay attention to the gems on my ring; the eyes will flash when I use my magic,” I told her with a grin as I released Heather’s hand and raised mine up to where Violet could easily see it.
She made a face and rolled her eyes but otherwise kept her gaze on the ring as I held my left hand steady in front of her.
“Are you Jake O’Connor?” the big Ex-Marine asked as he got within ten feet of us. “I was told by a nice-sounding lady over the phone that there would be a couple hundred dollars here for me if I showed up to answer some questions. Something about standard military procedure and weapons storage?” he added as his gaze took us all in as if he was making a note of everyone’s exact position.
“Yep, I’m Jake, and you must be Brock Turner,” I replied with a friendly smile as I let go of Stacy so that I could shake his hand. “Sheila—she’s the one who spoke with you on the phone—was right about the money.” I reached down and pulled out a thousand bucks that I’d had ready in my pocket and handed it to him, “But what I really wanted was to see about hiring you to be the head of my security team. I heard that you were discharged from the Marines over a situation that saw many of your teammates die needlessly. I’m sorry to have heard that—but I also heard that you were single, childless, and that not only had you won the title of champion marksman twice but that you were also a black belt in JuJitsu.”
“That’s right,” he replied gruffly as he snatched up the stack of cash and thumbed through it. “Who told you? And what do you need security for? A party?” he asked curiously.
“One of your buddies from the Sportsman’s Den. No, not a party, although I can’t blame you for thinking that considering I’m here to buy a Limo, and I’m surrounded by model quality hotties,” I smirked. “Sheila said that you had experience driving Limo’s, and I require both a driver and a serious security expert. I’ve had a couple attempts made on my life, and I’m somewhat addicted to breathing, so I’d like to keep doing so. I think you’ll enjoy working for me; I pay good and take care of my employees very well. I honestly believe that it’d be in your best interest to take the job; trust me, you’ll love it.”
Tingle.
I looked over at Violet to see if she’d caught the flash of red from the ruby in my Serpent’s eye; I’d used Eruxas, and pretty strongly too. She tilted her head and frowned at me—the perplexed look upon her face was almost funny if it wasn’t so cute.
“Done, I’m tired of teaching prissy little school-boys and whiney old ladies how to shoot anyways. So were you implying that one or more of your fine ladies would be accommodating, to ahhh, my needs?” he asked with an arched brow. “If not—I’m not trying to offend—it’s just that the way you said what you did and then how you looked over at the beautiful redhead behind you, it made me wonder, and I’m not sure how to take that,” he shrugged with a grin.
“No, sorry, that’s not what I meant. I’m not into sharing the girls that I’m in love with, at least not with other men,” I said matter of factly while gesturing at all of my ladies, making sure to include both Angie and Violet in the gesture as well. “But I will definitely hook you up with some very sexy women if you’d like. They won’t be any of the ones that are here, as I said—but trust me, you won’t complain.”
I smiled soothingly over at Angelica, and for once, she gave me a grateful look instead of a dirty one. I didn’t want any misunderstandings, and I’d caught the panicked expression that flashed across her face when he’d asked his question and scanned them all. She knew that I could make her do anything I wanted, but I hoped that she trusted in my possessiveness—she was mine. Violet smirked when I included her. The rest of the girls all just started giggling and cooing about how much they loved me. It was almost embarrassing.
“I was half-joking, but seeing the quality of the women that you’re with,” he wolf-whistled, “well hot damn, I’d be a bloody fool to not at least see if you can put your money where your mouth is,” he quipped with an easy laugh.
“So are you going to introduce us, Hunny-Bunny? Or are we all just reduced to being eye candy now?” Sheila accused gently as she stepped forward and put out her hand to Brock.
“Sorry, I’m a bit of a jerk,” I shrugged, not really meaning it. “This here’s Sheila, my sexy Pumpkin—who you spoke with earlier on the phone.”
“Hi! Glad to have you aboard! I hope that you won’t mind teaching us how to shoot!” Sheila quipped as she shook his hand.
“No, Ma’am!” he quipped back as he smiled.
“This is my gorgeous and sexy mother-to-be Kelly,” I pointed to where she was standing, shielding her eyes from the sun.
“Nice to meet you! And yup! I’ve got a bun in my oven!” Kelly confirmed, patting her stomach.
“Nice to meet you, and congrats, Ma’am,” he replied as he tipped his cap at her making her smile.
“Over there leaning on the van is Abby, just to warn you, her temper runs about as hot as she looks, so try not to get burned,” I laughed.
“Hey,” she drawled cooly with a nod. “And you’d better watch it, Hot Stuff, or I’ll burn off the jewels,” she mockingly growled at me.
“Hey,” he nodded back.
“Next to her is Maria, my stunning Latino Lover.”
“Hola, gusto en conocerlo señor,” she said pleasantly but with a touch of indifference.
“Do you speak Spanish?” I asked him.
“Not really, but I caught the hello part,” he shrugged as he tipped his cap at her and replied, “Hola, senorita.”
“The two sexy twin energizer bunnies bouncing at my sides are Heather and Stacy,” I laughed.
“Hi!” they both spat out simultaneously before busting into a cacophony of incessant giggling while sticking out their hands to shake.
“Nice ta meetcha, ladies,” he said solemnly as he shook each of their hands.
“Hi, hi! I’ma, Billy! Ima Billy-Goat! ‘Ake’s a bunny!” my favorite little man yelled out boisterously as he ran up, stood right in front of the massive ex-Marine, and stared up at him with his hand out.
Brock knelt down and took Billy’s hand; the size difference made it look like a whale was swallowing a minnow.
“Well, hi there, little man! My friends call me Python, that’s a type of snake, so I guess me you and your daddy all have animal names, huh?”
“Ya, huh!” Billy agreed enthusiastically right before running back to grab his toy truck from the van.
I didn’t bother correcting the daddy comment.
“They get to be goats and pythons, and I’m a damned fluffy bunny rabbit! What the hell, man!” I griped jokingly. “Over there is our smokin’ hot Angelica.”
“Hi,” she said quietly as she blushed a little at the attention.
She is so unsure of herself right now that you’re going to need to stick your cock back up that fine ass just to give her a spine! She has fallen a long way from the cocky, cock tease, Italian Princess that she was a little over a week ago.
“Hey,” he nodded and tipped his cap again.
“And last but not least, we have the stunningly gorgeous, Violet! Watch out; she has sharp fangs!” I warned as I shot her a goofy grin.
“Hi!” she said while shooting me a devious look. “So, are you normally in the habit of just excepting jobs at the drop of a hat without knowing any details other than that he’ll get you laid and pay you well? Wouldn’t you usually ask ... hmm, let’s see, oh, I don’t know—how about what type of enemies he might have? Or maybe EXACTLY how much he’s gonna pay you? And how and when? Or how about danger pay? Don’t guards typically get that? Or is that just in the movies? Hell, why didn’t you at least ask him if the job was only local or if there was traveling involved?” she blurted out question after question in rapid-fire style while watching my reaction.
“Ignore my fiery friend here,” I smirked as I walked over to her and gently grabbed her hands. I pulled them up so that she could clearly see the gemstones in my Serpent ring.
“Don’t be mad,” she said with a cocky smile. “I’m just trying to poke holes or see if there’s any way to interfere with your apparent mind control.”
I made a shushing motion and made sure that I was staring into her eyes with my back to our new security guard before I spoke again. I wanted to kill Violet’s hypnotist theory, but I did need to have a line of sight, so at the same time, I wanted to try something new. I wanted to see if my magic would work if I could see the person’s reflection. I could see Brock clearly in the tinted window of my van.
“Brock, how about you tell us all about the top five worse things that you’ve ever done or seen. It can be in any random order you like. Don’t worry about what you tell us—realize that we’re all your closest friends now and that we’ll protect all of your secrets,” I commanded him. If she wanted a demonstration, by God, she was gonna get one!
Tingle.
Hot damn, it worked!
It shouldn’t! It wasn’t created to behave that way! Hmmm, I wonder...
Nothing, for now, I need to do some thinking.
“Oh, wow! This oughta be good,” Abby laughed as she leaned forward eagerly.
“Sure thing, Boss! Let’s see, when I was fourteen, I busted into my asshole neighbor’s house and took a shit in their bed before stealing the television and stereo...”
I heard more than a few titters at that admission, and Kelly gasped and covered her mouth in shock. She was a clean freak, and I bet the thought of shit on the sheets made her cringe.
“Then there was the time where me and five other guys from our High School football team assfucked a rapist that had attacked a girl we knew. She hadn’t wanted to go to the cops, so her brother begged us to do something about it, so we did, gladly. We made the motherfucker feel how it felt to be raped, using larger and larger cucumbers until one broke off and got stuck. I guess we had gotten carried away; we seriously messed up his shitter—he needed emergency surgery to repair the tears to his colon. We had all worn masks, so thankfully, he wasn’t able to identify anyone; when he finally showed back up to school a few weeks later, everyone started calling him ‘Pickles’—”
Abby, Heather, and Stacy started giggling madly at that.
“And then, uh, during my first deployment overseas in Iraq, a private snapped and killed this young girl’s family right before raping her and then slitting her throat. I was one of the guys who had to help deal with the bodies. She had an infant baby sister and a two-year-old brother, and she was only twelve. It was pretty gruesome—”
All three of my ladies abruptly stopped their laughter at that and looked sickened by what they’d just heard.
“During my second tour, I was part of a scout sniper platoon after having graduated from sniper school. I had an ongoing bet with my spotter to see how many groin shots I could make. It was highly illegal, and if our acting CO had ever found out, I would have been brought up on charges. Over the course of three months, I had eighteen successful groin shot kills. I looked at most of the bodies; let me tell you, you don’t want to see what a 7.62 NATO round does to a body—needless to say, every groin shot that I made, the target bled out in excruciating pain...”
“I’ve seen it, and it does leave a pretty big exit wound,” Angie muttered under her breath.
“I guess the worst thing that I’ve done and what would send me to jail if anyone in the government ever found out—but you guys are some of my closest friends, so I trust you—was what me and two of my squadmates did to five terrorist pieces of shit that we captured. It was right after we’d lost half our platoon to a goddamn ambush that we’d warned our CO about, but he ignored us. We were ordered to proceed to our rally point anyway. A few of us went ballistic; we lost good men that day, good friends...” he took a pause as he started to get a bit choked up.
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The city of Holly Grove. A small city by all respects, sits at the crossroads of the Borall Valley, a wide reaching expanse of farmland and forrests. Once every year, after the fall harvest, the faire grounds are prepared and the entire month is filled with revelry and celebration. Holly Grove swell in population, nearly 40,000 people come to attend the faire and partake in its events.
FantasySteve was sitting at his small desk in the corner near the double sliding door that led out onto the small balcony. The door was partially open and he delighted at the squeals and yells from the children playing in the pool. "Yes," he thought to himself, "I've chosen the right place to live." The kids antics sifting in from below confirmed it. Dragging his mind back to the job at hand, he typed on his laptop. After entering a few more lines looked back, made a few corrections and saved...
It wasn't more than 15 minutes after Steve got up to his apartment when the just under 5' mid-teen nymphet bounded into his apartment. Steve hadn't locked the downstairs door anticipating her 6 pm arrival. "Hi!" she said. He looked over at her surprised a little at how early Judy was. She had that broad smile on her face again and his heart melted. Doing that little dance kids do, she announced, "I have to pee." Without taking a breath, she asked if he would mind if she used the...
It had not been my intention to see Janet and Berry off. I didn't think I could bear to see them leave. But as the hour of their departure approached, Ruth must have seen me keeping an eye on the clock. At first, I declined her offer to let me take a few minutes off. I argued that it was the middle of our rush hour. She whispered something to Ben, and he ordered me to get out of his kitchen, adding that he was concerned that in my present state of mind, I was an accident waiting to...
Lacy glances into the 3-paneled mirror and a cute girly smile flashes across her face. She gently strokes her stringy below, shoulder-length shiny blonde hair. She bats her eyes then prances and preens before the mirror. The stretchy black and white stripe mini-dress clung to her curvy yet slightly muscular body. Black fishnet stockings, with small white bowties, highlighted her shapely legs which shrank down to her small ankles which fit loosely in a pair of shiny black leather, open toe 3’...
As the plane touched down and motored over to where it could be serviced, we stood around less than five minutes waiting for the courtesy van to take us to long-term parking. We cruised the lot until we found the two Broncos next to my dad’s 1976 Cadillac Sedan Deville, I had keys to the blue Bronco, and so I unlocked the doors. We put all the luggage in my truck Pam and my ladies got in her truck, My parents and their ladies got in the Caddy; they let me drive my own truck Whoopee! We all...
You know, when you read "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" with a modern understanding of science, as a person who understands chemistry, biology, and psychology, the rational part of your mind will tell you it's not possible. That it makes for a fun story, but you could not drink a potion and transform either physically or mentally like the title character of that book. You can't change yourself like that. But the irrational part, oh it wishes you could. It looks at...
PLEASE WRITE SOME CHAPTERS- - - - - - Description: My life was great. 18, and I had the cutest girlfriend you could ever imagine. All we needed was an extra bit of money for a prom dress. Unfortunately it got Callie into a whole heap of trouble with her losing her innocence in a big way in the process. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ "James, how am I going to get enough money for my prom dress? Between school and the job I have at...
TeenHotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
Wife LoversWhen i got the news to go to jammu i was feeling boring as i knew no one but i got remembered of arjun who left our company and working in bang. With mnc and he got married to pallavi 3 years back and still remember how nicely he made his wedding card with artistmaya.com group who is famous in jammu…(ananda vigadan publishing grp)i got his number and gave a ring to him he was so happy to speak to me that he invited to his house when i am reaching jammu . I thought of going to his place till i...
Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
IncestDear friends, this is a real story about hot love making with mallika who is known for her escapades with 3 men (apart from a husband)…….Well in short her affairs started when her age was 23 and went to a peak with 2 men parallel for 4 years and cut of from one person for few years and with another she wanted to elope and get re married and finally adjusted and stayed back with husband and however the relationship with other two men going strong still …….The initial hot and love making sessions...
(Author's note: if you've read my short story "The Photo Shoot", this story might be similar. "The Photo Shoot" is a heavily edited version, done to meet the word count for a magazine submission. This is the un-edited version, the first chapter of a much longer erotic novel. If you liked the edited version, then hopefully you'll really like the full version!)The theft was reported at around nine fifteen, when someone investigated the cause of the draught in the stockroom. Lord Gallagher, the...
Hey everyone, this is my real-life story. I am Arjun from Kerala and 20 years old. My elder sister’s name is Anuja, she is 23 yrs old. She looks like south Indian actress Anushka Shetty, only much fairer. She studies in Delhi. She only comes home once a year. During the lockdown, my elder sister was fully at home. I used to have an attraction to her from a very young age itself. But she was very orthodox and traditional. She only wore traditional dresses. Jeans were the most modern dresses that...
Incest"You're Kalliste's friend aren't you?" Caroline asked Kit Cameron. It was Tuesday night at the Northwestern University Women's Co-op and people were busy everywhere. "Do you know any stories?" Kit was taking her turn at the loom and glanced at Kalliste Periakes over her glasses. Kit was like Kalliste, a woman of indeterminate age with dark hair and a slight olive cast to her skin. Her thin face showed a few lines, and at times her dark eyes seemed deep and unfathomable. "We've known...
"God, that was fun," Selene said as she pushed open the front door of the Women's Co-op. Three other girls crowded in behind her. It was a blustery Spring afternoon in Chicago, and all four of them were heavily bundled up against the cold. All of them carried signs demanding the government take some action. "Did you see his expression when you hit him with the pie?" "And that cop was like totally out of line," Brianna said. "He actually tried to lay hands on us." "Shut the door,"...
"So, they're just friends from college?" I asked, dousing my hands in shampoo."Yes, we were like a trio; only I was the third wheel after a while. I don't know how long I was exactly, but just one Saturday night, I came back to our dorm to find Samantha eating out Hallie. I didn't even know either of them were into girls, but there they were," she explained as I got it in her hair. "And judging by your dick touching my butt, you like that. Well, at least we're in the shower.""Well,...
CheatingHallie and Kassie were both freshman; they were designated roommates by the apartment office for the complex in which they had chosen to live. The university did not have near enough dorm space so the local apartment complexes did a booming business renting to students.In a questionnaire that was part of their apartment application, Hallie and Kassie had each answered many demographic and personal questions. The apartment management had worked out a system to sort students into roommates based...
College SexMonday was Labor Day and the teens had planned a day-long outing on Kalliste. The sun glittered off the water of the channel clear and bright in the morning as the group prepared the boat for the voyage. The day promised to turn quite sweltering by afternoon. Summer was not yet done with South Georgia. Rebecca smiled at Tina's antics. She was wearing a navy-blue, sleeveless button-up top with a white and red anchor embroidered on the chest. White cotton shorts and a silly white sailor's...
Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...
Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...
Following the party and her introduction to the family, Padraic and Calliope settled into their own routine. They discussed the rules and in an effort to keep his baby happy Padraic compromised on a few smaller issues and Callie learned to be cared for after so many years of having to look after herself.The biggest concession came the day after the party, when they had gone to sign the contract with the amendments they had made to it. Callie had sat up on his lap and turned to him seriously,...
“My dad got arrested for raping a neighbor girl,” said Tanya with a smile. “I don’t see how that is good,” I said. “I’m going to talk to the prosecutor,” said Tanya. I realized she was going to make sure her father went to jail for something. “I understand,” I told her. I hade many thoughts of Halley. “Its too bad about me and my dad. I might enjoy sex more if he hadn’t,” said Tanya. I could tell she was thinking. “Suzy can I talk to you in another room.” Suzy left Halley alone in her...
June 5, 1994, Chicago, Illinois I parked the car in the reserved spot at the loft building and helped Mitsuko from the car. I took her hand and we walked to the door of the building. I let us in, then led her upstairs to the apartment. I’d stopped in on Thursday at lunch to ensure there were snacks and drinks, as well as to double-check that the cleaning service had left things as I wanted them, which they had. When we entered, I shut the door behind us, and we slipped off our shoes. “This...
That night, Greg and Allison stayed in the bridal suite of a luxury hotel in the city before their flight to Hawaii in the morning. They could have booked a later flight that same day, but with the hassle of the airport and the length of the flight, they would arrive late at night and exhausted from the trip. Most times he wouldn't have minded, but he wanted to be able to relax and enjoy his wedding night. There would be plenty of time to lie out on the beach or go swimming or have fun in a...
Hallie the Slut - I Had a DreamSince she'd had a couple drinks that evening, both Hallie and Mark suggested that Jessica spend the night with them. She could drive back home the next day. Jessica admitted that was a good idea. On the way home, Mark told the two girls that he had errands to run the next day in a city a couple hundred miles away. He told them he would be getting up and leaving early and wouldn't be home until very late in the evening. So when they got home Mark excused...
Allison and Rachael sat naked in the hot tub together on Monday morning. As Allison rubbed her little sister's shoulders, Rachael gave a report on the activities that weekend. She explained that she had failed to get Jeff and Brit to make love, but that they had taken several steps in the right direction. Allison grinned as Rachael gave her all the juicy details. Allison began to make plans for her own involvement in the sinister plot. So far, things seemed to be going well. Brit was more...
The stagecoach came to a bumpy stop in front of the Wells Fargo and Co. Express building in Columbia, California. Winnifred, or Winnie as she was known to her friends, looked out at the brickwork building and sighed. For the last seven months she had been tossed around on a ship, as well as fucked by the ship’s captain, until she landed in San Francisco. The faded green dress she was wearing was the only dress that survived the long ordeal. Her only other dress had become damaged beyond repair...
HistoricalI still can’t believe what just happened. The young woman is sound asleep, facing me, her arm over my waist. My left hand is traveling up and down her smooth, naked skin, from the auburn hair to mid-thigh. Never have I loved a person more, and I figured that out, just before engaging in the most fantastic fuck session I ever had. …………… I had known Hallie for about six years, since she was sixteen. My wife, and I, met her in a local, small town grocery/general store. She was a...
Senator Rachel Feldman watched as a nude flight attendant strutted past her. Her eyes lingered on the contours of the woman’s ass, the way her buttocks ballooned out of her G-string thong. The flight attendant’s naked back was a ribbon of silk, left bare by her blonde hair which was twisted in a bun. Except for a white scarf around her neck, there was nothing to hide her perfect C-cup breasts. Oh, those pink nipples, those tender, warm bosoms. Rachel smiled to herself as she remembered the feel...
LesbianAfter the excitement of the morning, they decided they needed a rest. Even those who hadn't been involved since early in the game agreed to a cooldown period. Since they were in no rush (other than Jeff), they decided to take a break from their sex play. After lunch, they all headed out back to go skinny dipping. It was particularly fun now that there was no pretense of propriety anymore. First, the girls had fun rubbing suntan lotion all over each other, and the men. Then they all hopped...
"A prick up her jacksie might cheer the miserable bitch up a bit," Shirley declared. "And if it was stuffed up her bum, it might knock some of the shit out of her," Sally the receptionist commented, "You sure you don't mind parting with this Becky? It looks like it's silver and might be valuable." "Yes, it is silver but I got it in a job lot of jewellery at a car boot sale and only paid a few pounds for the whole lot. I've never liked it. It's more of a choker than a necklet and I...
Hello readers, my name is Salman, 26years old and from UK. This story is about how I was seduced by my neighbour aunty Pallavi for sex. This happened some 4 years back. Pallavi aunty was around 40 years old then and had a figure to die even at that age. She was fair and had maintained her body well due to her regular workouts at the gym. She was married and her husband was working in a software firm. She is a mother of 2 daughters as well and both of them are in a boarding school.She was very...
IncestIt was a lovely sight. Two attractive recent high school grads getting an all-over tan in Elle’s back yard. She had been named for a grandmother. It was old fashioned but unique enough nowadays to be cool. It was also a palindrome. She liked playing with words almost as much as with cocks. I’m Elle, a tall brunette with short light brown hair, a slim body, and nice b-cup tits and was sipping some of dad’s beer with my best friend Maira. Quite a contrast, the short, slightly pudgy Hispanic girl...
Hey guys,Viraj here. I’m back with another incest story…This may be a bit lengthy as it will be featuring every bit in detail…..This is 100% a real story and not a fictitious one.I’m going to narrate this story both in Telugu & English.Where ever Telugu is used,there will be an English translation.So guys,Let’s begin the story…. My family consists of me, my sister Pallavi(all names changed), my mom Kalyani and my father Kishore.We live in a city named Nellore in Southern Andhra Pradesh.My...
IncestIt was a terrible situation, but Allyson decided to make the best of it. She lost her room, her clothes, and all her status, such as it was, but she still believed in John, and if nothing else, she still believed in herself. She’d work harder than ever. She’d prove to John that she was worthy of his love. The next couple weeks were a continuous routine of cleaning, scrubbing, washing, ironing, serving, cooking, and her weekly humiliation at the hands of an old pervert. At first she was asked...
Hi Folks, My name is Allie, at least most of the time now, it used to be Allen but that seems like a lifetime ago. Now-a-days the only time my wife allows me to use my given name is when something needs to be signed, like payroll checks or tax returns, otherwise I am Allie. I'm sure many of you are wondering how a man, a once slightly overweight, furry man (moustache & beard) could be forced into giving up his identity, his masculinity, his beloved beard, simply because his...
That evening, after supper, Diane and her boyfriend went to the local dance as usual. Now she began observing other couples dancing together more closely. Men normally would ask the ladies for a dance, but on occasions two women would dance together. This did not mean they were partners in the romantic sense, it was the social thing at the time, women who were not asked to dance, would occasionally dance together. She started noting small things, like where they placed their hands, and how...
LesbianThe two women helped each other down the stairs. Both had a lot on their minds. The younger woman, Allyson, was recovering from a vicious beating. She didn’t actually need help, not in a physical sense, but her emotional situation was far different. At the moment she felt about as needy as she’d ever been in her entire life, and from the standpoint of a former foster child who’d spent her whole childhood shuttled from facility to facility much like a water bucket passed from hand to hand...
While on a trip to Georgia I stopped at a small gas station and found a beautiful 19-year-old black girl with very short black hair dark brown eyes, and what I would guess to be a firm 38D-32-36 body standing 5'9" and weighing maybe 140 pounds. She was doing her college English behind the counter. The nametag on her shirt said Hallie I guessed her age from her looks and the fact that she was taking college freshman English. As I paid for my gas and snacks I commented on her class and joked...
Having gotten word from Hannah that Paul had been to see Allyson John left work early. He had his suspicions. He thought somebody had been seeing her, and somebody had tipped over the apple cart regarding the judge. Who else but Paul? Yes Paul was a problem. He had to be dealt with. Meanwhile back at the house, after Paul left Allyson continued with her usual routines, cleaning, scrubbing, and just generally trying to keep busy. If what Paul had intimated was at all true then just maybe John...
Introduction: Sorrrry this took a bit longer to upload… I literally write these a few days after Ive uploaded the previous one so when Im quite busy there will be a bit of a delay. Anyway, enjoy! Mmmhh I moaned as Callum passionately kissed my neck, his lips giving me amazing pleasure in the form of shivers down my spine. His bed had started to make some faint creaking noises whilst he started dry-fucking my stomach, his cock rubbing against my abs through his jeans. Theyre gonna fucking hear...
Callum hurried down the vacant school corridor on his way to the lesson. He was already ten minutes late. He turned a sharp corner and all of a sudden collided with someone coming in the other direction. His bag went flying, spilling out the entirety of its contents on to the floor.The embarrassment of that alone would have been bad enough but at the bottom of his bag were a pair of leather handcuffs which, along with the rest of the bahs contents, were now scattered across the floor....
The First Week of August I woke up to the worst day of the year. Not only was it a Monday, but school started that day. I was getting ready and still half asleep when I realized it might have been the best day of the year. I’d be picking Fallon up at seven thirty. I took a bit more care in choosing my wardrobe and chose a hunter green Hang Ten polo shirt, brown cords, and Topsiders. If you were a surfer, it’s what you wore. I grabbed the latest issue of Surfer magazine, stuffed it in my back...
Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet, her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed, and had she been able to see, her lipstick was smudged. Standing in front of her were two young men, a third, the one who’d knotted her...
Hello readers, this is JP from Mangalore. Sorry for the delay. Now that I am back, let’s continue with the story of a married Indian girl Dr. Pallavi. I always say the stories posted here may be real or fake, it’s up to the readers to decide. Let’s begin from where I stopped last time. I was on my way back home when I remembered that I had not taken her number. I head back to her place but it was late. Her family was back and I could not do anything. I drove off back to my place. Life moved on....
At first the call from Audra caught the boys off guard, but they quickly recovered. While Wayne pulled the sleeping bags out of the tent and rolled to them up, Paul loaded the fishing gear and coolers. Aubrey soon had the tent down, and after a walk over to clean up any litter they were on their way. All three were tired so to keep awake they started to chatter. A number of things came up, but in the back of everyone’s mind there was only one topic that anyone cared about. ‘So she wants to...
Introduction: You might hate me for how this ends… haha. There we lay the morning after, asleep together, unconsciously treasuring the tranquillity of being in each others arms, our recovery from last night almost complete. I felt a slight twitch on my stomach, slowly waking me up from a perfect rest. Looking down with squinted, tired eyes I saw it was Callums right hand as he shifted delicately in his sleep. Tilting my head to the right, there he was&hellip, sleeping blissfully with his head...
Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...