Share Your Toys Timothy Chapter 7
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ONCE THE dance band started their first set, Tim had requested Finn to ask Patty to dance once in a while throughout the evening, although he advised him with a chuckle to sensibly step out with Abbey for a dance or two prior to doing so. He had advised that the young man lighten up, too, and look as though he was thoroughly enjoying himself this evening as a guest of the Jones’ family. It mattered little if he made a little bit of a fool of himself, so long as he looked as though he was enjoying taking full part in the party and not taking himself too seriously. After all, if he were having fun, even if he was playing the fool a little, then his date Abbey would join in the fun too. Tim had intended asking his niece Patty for a dance as soon as he got back to the table, but the goddess dressed in emerald green waylaid him. When they got to the Jones’ table Tim found that the young woman wasn’t actually at the party alone and she soon introduced Tim to her date for the evening.
“Tim,” said the lovely goddess in emerald green as they approached the table, “this is Rod Kipling, one of my father’s rising stars in the insurance business.” The beautiful woman presented a very young man, probably in his mid-20s, about the same height as Tim but in every other respect different. Slightly built, he had spiky bleached blond hair and gold wire-rimmed spectacles; his face had a pinched, nervous look, but his smile in introduction looked quite pleasant and genuine.
In his turn Tim introduced himself to the newcomers as Tim Smith and his niece Patty Messenger. Abbey’s attention was focused across to another table and didn’t make any move to introduce Finn, so Tim introduced him as Fraser Findlay, leaving it up to him whether he wished to direct them to his preferred nickname if and when he felt so inclined.
Tim had to ask, “And you are... ?” to her green satin-clad loveliness.
“I’m so sorry,” she blushed bright red, looking even more fetching, if that was at all humanly possible, “I’m Michelle Jones.”
If she had looked beautiful before, simply by standing there, now she was even more stunning with that added colour in her dimpled cheeks. Tim wanted to ask her to dance, but how could he possibly do such an insensitive thing like that to her date? Tim had strict rules about dating married women; those rules applied equally well to sharing women who he knew were in a relationship. Having brought drinks over for himself and Finn and now with new guests arrived, Tim asked in general around the table if anyone else wanted a drink, but all said they would go for the wine on the table. So, Tim asked Patty if she would like to dance and she smiled and said she would love to.
Casting his mind back, Tim guessed he hadn’t danced with Patty since she was about 12, so it seemed strange taking her arm now that she was a full-grown woman and leading her out onto the dance floor. She was happily smiling though, brimming with her newfound confidence, and they danced and chatted for the next three dances. The dance band was very good, not too loud that conversation was difficult, often the problem with discos. His young niece glowed with happiness and kept thanking Tim for inviting her to this party, she was enjoying the dance, the dancing, the company, her dress, the jewels, everything.
“Even though a few dances are with me?” he interrupted, coyly.
“Well, Uncle Tim,” she started, with a delicious grin on her face, “I think that, for an old fogey, my very favourite uncle isn’t doing too badly and you are more like my fairy godfather after helping me with my dress, bag, shoes and the loan of these jewels. Even just the fact that you had thought of bringing me to this party at all, has made me feel more so much more confident to face the world again, particularly when lovely people like the Jones’ have made me feel so welcome.”
Tim kissed her familiarly on the forehead and assured his niece that she deserved everything she received and that indeed he was the lucky one allowed to be her escort this evening. Tim confirmed that he thought she looked very beautiful tonight and that after they returned to the table he would leave her free to dance with the other guests, certain that she would soon be in demand.
As soon as they got back to the table, Finn got up and asked Patty for the next dance, which she was very pleased to do immediately, so Tim thought it perfectly appropriate at this point to reciprocate and ask Abbey to step out onto the dance floor.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Abbey pouted, following it up with her trademark dimpled smile, which reminded Tim so much of her older sister.
“I like Finn,” he said.
“Yes, he’s sweet, respectful and kind, a little shy maybe, but awfully clever,” Abbey agreed. “Mainly he’s really nice, and I need nice right now, because you’re not interested in romancing me.” She made to pout, but then giggled to show it was all an act.
The dance at least gave Tim a chance to speak with her about more serious matters that hovered over them but felt he had to let her talk about tonight first. Abbey declared that she’d like to know Patty a lot more, she was so down to earth and well, another nice person. Abbey added that during the conversation with his niece Patty had been full of praise for her ‘lovely favourite uncle’, which they both smiled at. Then Abbey kicked off her shoes and held Tim very close to her when the music changed to a slow number and asked the question that he had been expecting since asking her to dance with him.
“What happened to Toby and his idiot friends the other night?” She had her arms around his neck as they slowly danced and looked him straight in the eye. She didn’t look like she would accept the non-committal reply that her father had appeared to have been perfectly happy with almost a week earlier.
“Are you sure you really want to know?” he asked, knowing full well what the answer would be.
“Absolutely.”
“You can never tell anyone, Abbey, and I mean anyone, including your family.”
“I can withstand any torture,” Abbey looked deadly serious, before collapsing into giggles, “except the ultimate torture of not actually knowing!”
“Well, I was lucky, I guess,” Tim said quietly. He didn’t want this to be a glamorous or exciting account of what went on. Brawling in public, particularly using vicious weapons, was anything but glamorous. In fact, he felt more than a little guilty that once all three were at his mercy he had extracted revenge by inflicting further injury on them. Tim had reasoned with himself at the time that he was only metering out a fraction of the pain they had intended for him, but in the cold light of day he believed that he had actually carried out a cowardly act by beating them while they were so incapacitated.
“They tried to bushwhack me at the back of the car park at Crystal’s,” he said, “so I lured them into a chase to White’s Dairy Alley where I reduced the odds somewhat and was extremely lucky that I got away so lightly.”
Abbey caressed his forehead, which had become quite a colourful bruise over the past few days, and the small cut in his hairline, which had scabbed over, feeling slightly rough to the gentle touch of her fingertips.
“It’s amazing that you took on three people on your own and overcame them, it was so brave of you, you really are my knight in shining armour!”
“Oh no I’m not, young lady!” Tim thought that he was probably a little snappier with his retort than he had intended. He calmed himself down again, resting his forehead against hers, eye-to-eye, speaking quietly to her, “There was nothing noble about it, Abbey. It was brutal and swift, I had to separate them and put each one down within the first or second blow, otherwise they could have done me some serious harm with their weapons. Once they were down, I added a few extra bruises by hitting them a couple of times with Toby’s own bat, which I assure you I am not very proud of.”
“OK,” Abbey commented, “I can accept that fighting is completely outside my experience but I still cannot help being delighted that the aggressors ended up in an ambulance and you were able to walk away with your dignity intact and almost unhurt.”
“Well, I admit that I was pretty pleased that I got off so lightly, too,” Tim grinned. “Only don’t breathe a word about this to anyone, and that includes your family, as a number of my very good friends have gone out on a limb to vouch for me that I was somewhere else entirely when this incident went down.”
“I promise I won’t breathe a word to anyone,” she promised, “but if I promise that, you must do something for me, now, please?”
“That depends,” Tim countered, “on what you want me to do.”
She grinned, “Dance with my sister tonight and then ask her out on a dinner date.”
“I can dance with her tonight, that’s no problem, in fact it would be a pleasure, but I can’t possibly ask her out on a date.”
“Why not? Michelle’s absolutely lovely!”
“She is, she really is,” Tim nodded and then shook his head, “But I can’t do that to Rod, he seems like a nice lad. Besides, I don’t go out with married women or anyone already in a relationship.”
“I suppose he is a likeable man, Rod, I don’t really know him at all, but then neither does Michelle. Daddy says Rod shows a lot of promise at work and it was he who sent him round to escort Michelle to the party, because she had said that she didn’t want to come on her own. In fact she doesn’t go anywhere and never, ever comes to these functions. I think Mum was actually doing all the pressing, which included the opportunity to meet you, who has been the subject that has monopolised our conversations all week.”
“So Rod isn’t her boyfriend?”
“No more than you are Patty’s boyfriend,” she grinned, “I understand Daddy actually had to twist Rod’s arm, because he had assumed Michelle was our ‘ugly sister’!”
During the rest of that slow dance with Abbey, Tim wore the biggest smile on his face since he arrived at the party that evening.
Tim and Abbey finished dancing the current number, realising they must’ve been out there for at least three or four dances while they chatted, and made their way back to the table. By the time they got there, Roger, Jenny, Geoff and Lesley had long since completed their meet and greet duties and were all sitting down with the others, chattering away among themselves. Patty gave Tim a big smile, then Tim looked at Michelle and she was smiling at him too. The thought occurred to him that he would never be truly happy again unless he could see that smile all the time; forever would just about be long enough. A dance to start with, perhaps?
However, Lesley interrupted his pleasant thoughts.
“My turn, Tim, I think,” she said, standing up and grabbing him by the arm. The music for the next number was just starting and it was a fast once this time.
“What about Geoff—” Tim protested before she cut him off with a determined comment aimed towards the rest of the table.
“I’ve seen you dance more tonight than Geoff has in the last three parties combined, so you’re mine for the next five minutes at least, Mister Smith!”
Geoff had a huge grin on his face, saying “Have fun kids, don’t do anything...”
As they moved away from the table, Tim saw Finn rise and ask his girl Abbey for this dance but Abbey declined. Tim assumed this was because she wanted a quiet word with her sister, Michelle about him, so Finn then asked her mother and Jenny couldn’t get up from her seat fast enough.
Lesley was certainly a sinuous mover and she was laughing a lot, determined to enjoy herself on her first opportunity to dance tonight. Next to them, Finn and Jenny were doing some mock jiving. Jenny could certainly move too but it was Finn that surprised Tim. He had told Finn earlier that he needed to have fun and here he was with a big stupid grin on his face, which Tim had to say suited his face perfectly, and he was moving and grooving, completely uncoordinated but he was attempting, no, he was sort of doing it. And, he was doing it ... well, ‘well’ would have been an exaggeration, but at least it was OK as an attempt. He did look like he was having enormous fun, as was his partner Jenny, who joined in enthusiastically. Tim had a go at jiving with Lesley then and, when the girls did a spin around each other on the next turn round, Finn and Tim did a spin of their own and threw in “high fives” between them as well. The girls stopped dancing, killing themselves laughing at the pair. The two guys didn’t think it was all that funny, so Finn and Tim started jiving with each other which only made the girls laugh even harder and they had to help hold each other up. Tim thought that he and Finn danced pretty well, but they both decided there and then that in future they wouldn’t make a habit of it!
When the music stopped, Finn and Tim decided to swap their partners, so Tim took Jenny into his arms as the band played a nice slow number and Lesley cuddled up to the slim, gangly Finn.
“I wanted to get you on your own, Timothy Smith, so I could thank you personally,” Jenny opened the conversation between them as she settled comfortably in his arms. “Abbey didn’t say anything to us about what happened with Toby a couple of months ago until those photos turned up out of the blue on her mobile phone a couple of days ago. Then Abbey felt she had to say something by way of explanation for the animosity between those boys and you. My family owes you a lot. I think all my family love you, Tim Smith, you know?”
“Well, I love your family, Jenny Jones, too,” Tim replied, “You really don’t owe me anything at all, you know.”
“Well, I’m not so sure about that, young man. Anyway, I want to ask you to add one more little favour for us,” she said, “which will maybe lead on to more than one thing if I’m really honest.”
“OK,” Tim said, somewhat hesitatingly, “Like what little favour?”
“Dance with my daughter—”
“—Already done so,” he interjected, “Abbey’s a great dance partner...”
“No, my other daughter Michelle,” she continued in a voice emphasising patience with a misunderstanding child. “I know you once had quite a reputation as a serial womaniser in the past but not so much recently. No one I feel any respect for has got a single bad word to say about you, so I hoped you would be in the right frame of mind to settle down one day with the right woman. Now, Michelle is such a lovely person and she is lonely, but seems unable to get out and find someone who she deserves and who truly deserves her. I think you two’d be great together. She needs someone in her life that will treat her with respect, protect her and make her as blissfully happy as she should be. I think you could just be the man.”
“You are too late,” Tim said solemnly, when she had finished.
“Oh no! Don’t tell me you already have someone you are in love with?” she sounded crestfallen, her brow knitted in a concerned and worried look. “I thought when you brought your niece—”
Tim grinned, “No, I didn’t mean that kind of late. It’s just that Abbey has already asked me to dance with Michelle; only she also requested that I take her out to dinner, too. Did that have anything to do with what you called ‘more than one thing’?”
“Dinner would definitely be a start,” she replied smiling, after slapping him on the arm, no doubt for leading her up the garden path. Then she hesitated as if she wanted to say more but was trying to sort out her thoughts before speaking.
“And after dinner?” Tim prompted, urging her to continue.
She smiled broadly before continuing, “Well, you could just get her to fall head over heels in love with you, while you could fall in love with her in return, then get married to each other and, as soon as possible after that, give Roger and I lots more beautiful grandchildren.”
“Wow!” Tim said, as he stopped their dancing and the pair stood facing one another. “You don’t ask for much, do you?”
“Well, it does sound a lot when I put it altogether like that but all I am asking is for you to make the first couple of steps and then see how it goes.” Jenny bit her lip, “Are you game to try?”
“She looks lovely, I really like her already.”
“Just don’t hurt her, Michelle’s nowhere near as robust as she looks, working with children all the time, that’s all I ask.”
“I only hurt guys that want to hurt me or the people I really care about.”
“I know, and I’m glad you care. My whole family is glad you care.”
When Tim escorted Jenny back to the table, Michelle was still out on the dance floor partnering Finn, who had just beaten him to the punch again and appeared to be acting well outside of his previous shell. They were dancing next to Patty, who was partnering young Rod, Michelle’s rather reluctant date. Abbey, Lesley and Geoff were in conversation.
Tim finished off the last of his second beer and asked if anyone else around the table wanted a drink. Roger said he would love a malt whisky and decided to accompany him to the bar to see what choice they had on offer. When they got there Roger asked if he could have a quiet word with Tim at the far end of the bar where it was quite deserted and they were unlikely to be overheard.
“You’re not going to ask me to dance with Michelle, are you, Roger?” Tim asked, suspiciously.
“No, of course not,” Roger looked puzzled, “I suppose I assumed you might have got around to it yourself at some stage during the evening, and I certainly wasn’t going to object, if that’s what you were thinking. Mickey needs to get out more; she spends too much time surrounded by children and seems less comfortable than she really should be around adults. Anyway, I hope she has a good time tonight, as she doesn’t usually come to these events. I know Jenny has mentioned to me that she would very much like to match the two of you up together. Not a problem, dancing with her, is it?”
“No, not at all,” Tim grinned, “It’s just that Abbey and Jenny have already asked me to dance with Michelle and I couldn’t think of any other reason while you’d pull me to one side to ask me something that you perhaps didn’t want Michelle or the others to overhear.”
“Ah,” he nodded with a laugh, pausing before saying what he wanted to raise with him. “No, this is business, actually possible business anyway. I was playing golf with Tom Johnson Senior, the MD of Johnson Engineering, the other day and we had quite an interesting conversation.”
“I know Tom quite well.”
“He told me that he knew you, and that he leases all his company cars and liveried vans from you.”
“That’s right. For most businesses the leasing of company cars and even larger vehicles works well because you can pay for the service out of revenue expenses and spread the cost rather than tie up capital, which is much better employed in your core business.” Tim said, “We supply lease cars and trucks to many local businesses, large and small companies.”
“Except my insurance company, which leases our cars from a large national organisation.”
“Except your insurance company, yes.” Tim confirmed with a nod.
“Why not?”
“You will have to ask Glynn Hazel for that reason. He won’t even let me quote speculatively for the business, let alone allow me to put together a specifically structured plan geared to your exact requirements, like I do with all my other potential prospects.”
“Why not?”
“Again, you’ll have to ask Hazel. I have tried to quote for your business for the last ten to twelve years but he doesn’t want to know. At Monroe’s Motors we call him ‘Hassle’ rather than Hazel because it was a hassle just trying to persuade him to give us the basic requirements that we required to put together a realistic comparable quotation. Even my old boss Matt Monroe tried for a long while before me. I sent Hazel any number of made up quotes based on similar situations to your company, without a single comment back, and eventually Mrs Monroe had told us not to bother wasting our time for the last couple of years.”
“Why do you think he won’t even give you a basis to quote on?”
Tim paused for a while before giving an answer. This was tricky, after all this conversation was all about one of Roger’s senior colleagues.
“Do you really want my opinion?”
“I wouldn’t ask otherwise.”
“I think he is getting a substantial kick back from your current leasing company and MS Leasing never have given, and never will give, any kick backs. I imagine they have told him not to even ask for a quote as that same nationally advertised company have lost quite a bit of business to us over the years. As far as gifts and bribes are concerned, nothing is ever free, it affects the bottom line anyway and just gets in the way of good business.”
“Oh!”
“You asked.”
“I did.” Roger was thoughtful for a moment. “Integrity, that word seems to pop into my head every time I have a conversation with or about you.”
“We’re not unique, Roger, I’m sure your company does the same. Any company worth its salt bases its principles on having an honest relationship with its customers. I think it’s a matter of treating people as you would wish to be treated,” Tim observed, “It’s a simple philosophy, it’s not rocket science. Monroe’s Motors and MS Leasing will continue in business for a long while without having to deal with people like Hazel, forcing us to put in unrealistic bids which ultimately have to include the costs of the bribe.”
“Some people seem to go out of their way to avoid treating people right.”
“I can’t be bothered with such people,” Tim observed, leading the topic back to who they were talking about, “Is he here tonight? Our friend Glynn?”
“He never misses our Christmas party.”
“All that free booze and food, I suppose,” Tim commented, somewhat uncharitably.
“I think I’ll ambush him while he’s here in a good mood and make sure he contacts you with all the details you need first thing Monday. I’d be interested in seeing the figures and your contract conditions,” Roger said, “Tom told me that he had always been satisfied in his dealings with Monroe’s and MS Leasing and he checks out at least two other leasing companies every contract renewal and has never been disappointed by going back to you.”
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IncestThe Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping he'd decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black skirt...
The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping he'd decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black...
Introduction: Family Guy Griffin The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a...
Introduction: Family Guy part 1 The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Griffin The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone...
For the first time in months, Stacie was breaking her tradition. Her computer was open, but her eyes did not linger on it, despite it being past 8:50 pm already. She was waiting for her master to log on, as she had for months, but today- tonight- was a little different. The first thing that was different was that she was no longer a sixteen year old sex slave, as she had been since she had met her master. Her birthday had been today, complete with a party. Friends, cake, presents, and...
I had just finished eating my lunch and was walking from the cafeteria to my office when my cell phone buzzed. I was pretty sure it was a text from my girlfriend Ann, since I knew she was on her lunch break too. Having my hands full with my lunch bag and my drink, I figured I could wait until I got back to my office to see what she had to say. After only a couple more steps, it buzzed again. Now this was somewhat unique and I decided I should see what was up. The first message was a text...
Christmas comes but once TIM HAD been up half the night preparing dips and salads for the Monroe’s carol singing party. Michelle had also helped for a while before giving up, utterly exhausted. For Michelle, she felt that she was still in information overload after the last hectic week. As well as being a cook of near-professional chef standard, it appeared that Tim was a genius businessman, with interests in small businesses all over the town. Hundreds of people relied on Tim for their...
Return ticket TIM KICKED his heels in the hospital waiting room; every emotion racked him from anxiety and frustration through to weariness. All he could do was wait and hope. He had followed the ambulance under police escort through red lights and heavy evening traffic but could barely remember anything of the journey, his eyes focused on the back doors of the flying ambulance. He wasn’t allowed to accompany his wife all the way to where they were working on her in the theatre; he had to...
My wife was constantly doing this, maintaining her pleasure and her pleasure only, god knows how long it had been since I had been inside her; but I thought to myself that will be coming true tonight. Anyways her pleasure to me was always more important and I loved seeing her moan. We both had showered together and not once did she touch my dick, it was simply hands on her and make sure she is satisfied. After showering we dried off and moisturised and then I laid down on the bed and...
Thursday late evening I managed to run away from the office as soon as my Boss left the building; just like Elvis used to do.I hurried in my car to get home; I was a bit tired but horny at the same time. I wanted to tie my sensual Ana naked at the bed…I found my sexy babe kneading on the floor, looking inside the basket where she kept her sex toys… our sex toys…Anita was wearing just a tight tank top and black stilettos. I noticed she had shaven clean her sweet mound. I also could see her pussy...
Testing the ToysWe met, quite by accident, at the DVD section about femdom and male submission in one of those adult bookstores that no longer really sell books. The guy I shall call Jacob spoke first, asking if this kind of video was what turned me on. With my response being yes, he inquired whether I was submissive or dominant, as he had seen me earlier looking at various devices to use on the male in bondage situations. When I indicated that I now was pretty much restricted to the submissive...
For this story theme, sex toys come to life. They have only one goal and that is to fulfill the purpose they were made for, and that is to fuck humans. As to how this happens and whether or not humans consent of course is up to the writer. As with most of my stories I leave this open to whatever the writers want to do as long as the theme is "Sex Toys Coming to Life". As far as what can be used as sex toys, I'm limiting it to things that are actually made to be sex toys "dildos, pocket pussies,...
FantasyEddie opened the door and I stopped in my tracks, a puddle of rain water gathering below me. "I've never been to one of these." I whispered as quietly as I could. "Can't say that anymore." Eddie sound rather loudly, drawing attention our way. The store was a sex store. It had sex everywhere. In front of me were aisles of DVD's that were all triple X. There were racks of magazines that were only nudes. I didn't know that made that many. Sure everyone had heard of the the money...
Part 2 of 10 Parts. Part 2. For some reason, Tim didn't refer to the incident or the toys in the attic again that day or the next. While he worked getting the house in order under Diana's directions, he sometimes found her looking at him with a strange smile and he found himself blushing, guessing she was remembering how he had looked when he tried to come. On Monday, they kissed goodbye and Tim drove off to his architect's office while Diana drove off to the school she taught at. A few days...
FetishI've performed as a sex toy for a dominant woman this past year. It was never my fantasy to be a sex toy, but here's what happened. One day, I searched through the website profiles in my area, looking for someone that shared my smoking and orgasm control fetishes. This particular time, I found four profiles that were close to what I was looking for. I typed up an introductory message, and sent the message to the four women. One replied rather quickly, saying that I lacked experience in orgasm...
The school week went on with little fanfare as it was report card week, so both Gwen and I were bombarded with work. Writing down comments for 60 kids in every category of learning is exhausting and brain-numbing. So on Friday, Gwen and I went out for drinks, to celebrate another ending of report card reporting; Rob was out of town as was often the case. After a couple drinks we left, Gwen saying she was exhausted and needed some sleep. I laughed and said it was only 7, but I too was pretty...
Party time TIM COLLECTED Patty from her mother’s house early on Friday evening. He had his raincoat over his arm and handed a bunch of flowers to Babs to brighten up his sister’s living room. Patty polished up even nicer than Tim expected, coming into the sitting room where he had waited for only about 15 minutes, although it seemed a longer time to him. When she arrived he considered the wait was well worth it. Her shoulder-length hair was piled up high, studded with sparkling cosmetic...
The phone rings , it is you on the other end asking me when we are going to get together again. I ask when is a good time for you and you say you have no plans for tomorrow. I agree and ask where we will meet,you say you are going to rent a hotel room for the night . I tell you to call me tomorrow with all the details and hang up. I sit down and pour myself a glass of wine thinking about the preperations I am going to need to do before tomorrow night,thinking to myself I am going to have a few...
EroticTWO WEEKS later, Tim’s brother Ned pulled his beat-up old pick-up truck over to the kerb and parked in the road in front of Tim’s house. When he walked up the drive he saw Tim working on his classic Jaguar sports car in the garage with the doors open. It was a nice bright sunny spring day. Tim looked up from polishing his pride and joy and waved at his younger brother. “Hi Tim,” Ned saluted back, “Just to let you know that the ... er ... scrap you wanted collecting and getting rid of has...
Comment welcomed and appreciated… I awoke early next morning. Sometime during the night Chris had gone off to her own room. I was glad because it was easier to prepare to see her again after our wild night of electronics and rubber dolls. As I got out of bed I stumbled and bumped against my closet door. Chris must have heard me because she called out from the kitchen. “Hey hot-stuff! You up yet?” “Yeah,” I said. “I’ll be right there” As always, Chris had breakfast ready with plenty of...
i received the email on a wednesday afternoon at 5pm. All it said was be my house friday night at 7:30 pm sharp! Do not dare be late. It does not matter what you wear as long as you wear a thong under your clothes and your 6" heels. The moment you arrive at the house you will strip and the rest of the directions will be given to you then. As i sat an read it i could feel my pussy already throbbing and getting wet. i knew Sir just got some new toys and wondered what they were and if He was going...
I still can’t believe the effects of that gel! It took over two more hours for us to drain its potency! Drained us also. Sadie and I washed up, dressed and were out the door by ten-thirty. We kissed and hugged close and agreed to meet again, on Friday evening after I returned from the Pensacola market swing. We both needed the rest.I laid out at the beach Friday afternoon and soaked up the rays for a couple of hours checking out the girls showing off their bods. Saw several cuties that I would...
Mind ControlPeter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black skirt and short white cotton top that showed off her well endowed breasts. To go with this she wore...
Mark I caught Lucas alone a few moments later. I told him, “If you and any of the girls ever want to enjoy one another, please go ahead. No foul. No harm. Quite the opposite, in fact. I know Elsa and Cindy especially have hopes of being with you.” I pointed at the two of my girlfriends who were walking up the steps ahead of us peeling their clothes off and shaking sand out of their hair. Lucas just nodded that he’d heard me; otherwise he was stoic, as usual. Cindy and Elsa rinsed off in the...
Rachel – Fire & Innocence-Part3-Toys R Us I started to get up when I saw Harry head to his private shower. Rachel grabbed my arm and pulled me down to her side. She had a warm, wistful look on her face, and she tilted her head and smiled at me. She told me that Uncle Harry had said he thought I was a special person. She said she could see why. She thought I was special too, kind and cute and fun to be with. In fact, I was the first person her age that she ever had sex with. As she ran her...
'Shit,' Chris said. 'How long will she be here?' I kind of gave a little shrug. 'She said two weeks.' This was going to ruin everything. Chris and I had just about settled into our brother/sister relationship. Things were going so well for both of us and now everything would have to be put on hold. Carol had always been the thorn in our sides. She’d always been the one to tattle on us, to spy on us and to generally make our lives miserable. Looks like nothing had changed. Chris laid...
Rachel - Fire & Innocence-Part3-Toys R UsI started to get up when I saw Harry head to his private shower. Rachel grabbed my arm and pulled me down to her side. She had a warm, wistful look on her face, and she tilted her head and smiled at me. She told me that Uncle Harry had said he thought I was a special person. She said she could see why. She thought I was special too, kind and cute and fun to be with. In fact, I was the first person her age that she ever had sex with.As she ran...
Carby’s cock twitched painfully as he stepped out of the elevator and into the chic hotel lobby. He had just finished, sort of, fucking Sandy for the past hour upstairs. It was only sort of because she had made him wear a longish rubber sheath over his cock. This wrapped around his balls at the base of his cock and trapped him inside.As he entered her, he could feel little more than a vague pressure on his rock hard cock, although it did seem to warm up as he went along. Goaded on by her, he...
We put Chris on the plane on August the 7th. I remember because the 8th was Carol’s birthday. The drive home was very quiet with Carol and me exchanging little in the way of conversation. Mostly we just commented on the weather and how we would miss our sister; not really even much small talk. Once home, Carol went to take a shower and I poured myself a glass of whiskey. This was going to be a long two weeks. I tried to figure out why Carol and I were so close when Chris was around and yet...
(Can be read alone but is part of the series, "Daddy's Desires") My daughter and I have been having sex regularly for the past month. It was dangerous, because it was always so spontaneous. Neither of us stopped to grab a condom, or even think about the existence of such items. We just went for it, we did what we desired, we followed instincts that neither of us previously knew we had. We made love. We had sex. We took it rough, we did it slow. We simply could not stop. My adorable princess...
Incest(Can be read as a stand alone but is part of the series "Daddy's Desires") Mydaughter and I have been having sex regularly for the past month. It was dangerous, because it was always so spontaneous. Neither of us stopped to grab a condom, or even think about the existence of such items. We just went for it, we did what we desired, we followed instincts that neither of us previously knew we had. We made love. We had sex. We took it rough, we did it slow. We simply could not stop. My adorable...
IncestThe year-and-a-half after Maddy’s first encounter with her sister’s toys was filled with more of the same. She would often find herself home alone, would become frisky for one reason or another, and would eventually make her way back into her sister’s room for some pleasurable private time. This all changed when she turned 18. The time is 12:03am, December 3: Maddy’s birthday. *ring ring*…..*ring ring*…..*ring ring* Maddy’s eyes slowly open as she gains consciousness. *ring ring* She...
Dave sits at his desk, mountains of work piled up around him. There are files on his desk, files in stacks on the floor and more files stacked up on the chairs reserved for his clients. He looks up from his work and surveys the insurmountable pile of work around him.The window behind him is dark. It's well past sundown and he knows he won't be going home for hours. So is the life he has chosen. He grabs his pen and points his weary eyes down to the papers in front of him.Just as he's settling...
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