Prekrasna IsidoraChapter 9A Nika s Story
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As they drove to meet their dinner partners Nika could see that Garth was upset about something.
"What's bugging you Lover?" She asked, laying her head on his shoulder.
Garth struggled for a long while then answered. "I don't know how to put this. It's just that I was thinking that you and I had something pretty special starting, and now you're excited about going to a swing club."
Nika smiled. "Something pretty special? As in exclusive special?"
Garth tried to wriggle away. "Nika, I'm a bad bet. My track record with exclusive relationships is pretty poor."
"Then what are you worried about?" She smiled. "We can just be friends, friends with benefits."
Garth was in a quandary. He felt very strongly about Nika, but he wasn't sure that he was ready to be a one-woman man. "Nika, I'm not sure how I want our relationship to be, but I know I want more than to just be friends.
"We are more than friends. After last night how could you doubt that? I've never done anything like that with anyone, and I've never been more turned on. I definitely want more."
"Same for me. Maybe it was so good I just want an exclusive on it." Garth conceded.
"Why don't we make a deal?" Nika offered. "What ever we do, we'll do together. No secrets, no cheating. Partners."
Garth laughed. "Nika, you're one devious woman. That sounds like lawyer talk to me."
Nika teased. "We'll call it exclusive, but with benefits." Then she laughed. "You big lunk, I'm a grownup, remember? I know all about bi-sexuality and swinging. You're the guy I want, and I'm not letting you get away."
"Then why are you so excited about going out with Rachael and Mike?" Garth wondered.
"I'm curious, and in case you haven't figured it out, I'm a little bit of a thrill seeker. Maybe I'll tease you a little, maybe we'll learn something together, but you can be sure of one thing. No matter what happens tonight, it's only going to make me hotter for you, and you're the one I'm going to be sleeping with when all is said and done.
Garth sighed a sigh of relief. "So that means I can keep my letter sweater?"
Nika gave him a cold look. "Not on your life. If you find it, it's mine, and your high school ring too."
Nika was aghast when they pulled into the parking lot at Tabu. From the outside, the place looked like a very run-down sports bar. It was dingy and dark and smoke filled the air. The mostly male, mostly overweight and middle-aged patrons slumped around the bar and stared with bleary eyes at the faded and flickering TV's that hung in strategic locations. Nika immediately thought of asking Garth, Rachael and Mike to leave, but before she could speak, Mike led them to a stairwell at the back of the bar. The stairs wound down to end at a set of ornately painted double doors that were guarded by a very large man with a shaved head. There was a small sign on the door.
TABU SOCIAL CLUB
Membership Required
Couples and Single Females Only
The bouncer smiled when he saw the two couples and opened the door granting them entrance to the club. Once inside, they were greeted by an attractive hostess who took the substantial "membership fee" from Garth and Mike. As Mike led everyone to an out of the way corner, Nika scanned the club. The décor was trendy and there was a mirrored bar, a DJ booth and a large dance floor. The club was dimly lit but from all appearances it was the same as any one of hundreds of other nightspots that dotted the D.C.-Baltimore area. The crowd was mostly in their late twenties and thirties, but there were some older couples and a number of younger women in groups by themselves. One slight clue that this club might be a little different was the suggestive dress of many of the women. Lots of skin was revealed, and see-thru tops seemed to be the norm.
The room where they were seated was off of the main lounge area but adjacent to the dance floor. There were large, well-padded bench seats that ran along the mirrored walls of the room. Mike chose a table that sat in a corner and they all slid onto the benches, sitting so that they could have a good view of everything that went on in the room. The DJ was playing something with a throbbing dance beat, but it was still early and only a few couples were on the floor. As soon as they were settled in, a very attractive but scantily clad waitress came to take their drink orders.
Nika leaned to Garth and whispered into his ear. "So where's all the swinging? This place looks pretty normal."
"It's early yet." Garth responded. "Besides, you're not going to see too much here. All of the really serious action takes place in private rooms in back."
"Are you going to take me to a private room?" Nika teased.
Garth snickered. "There's one room that's essentially an orgy room. Lots of people, and anything goes there. Is that what you want?"
Nika paused to consider. "Probably not. What about the other rooms?"
"Those are reserved for groups of three or four. Mostly couples with couples."
"Can we watch?" Nika wondered.
"Maybe the orgy room, but it's not really good form to just go in and watch. People might tend to get a little upset with you if you refused to play."
Just then Nika noticed an attractive young woman walk across the room to join the couple sitting at the next table. She slid onto the bench next to Nika and then moved over to sit thigh to thigh with the woman. She was greeted with a very sloppy open-mouthed kiss first from the woman, and then from the man who leaned over his partner, brushing his hand sensuously on her breasts to maintain his balance.
Nika elbowed Garth. "Here's a little action." Garth just smiled.
The threesome at the next table chatted animatedly for a bit, then their conversation slowed as the two women began to exchange ever more passionate kisses. Nika found it difficult to tear her eyes away. Within a minute or two, one woman unbuttoned the few buttons that held the front of the diaphanous blouse the other wore. She pushed aside what little fabric concealed one breast and began to gently pet and fondle the nipple. Their kisses grew more intense and both were making little sounds of passion. As Nika watched the action, she found herself becoming aroused and she stroked her fingers gently up and down Garth's thigh. Finally the women broke their kiss, and one woman took the other by the hand and pulled her toward the dance floor.
As they left, Garth turned to Nika. "Did you like that?"
"Well, it certainly was interesting. It did get me a little hot." With that she locked Garth in a deep kiss.
"Hey you two break it up." Rachael was standing in front of Nika. She offered her hand. "Come on Nika, let's dance."
Nika glanced at the dance floor. Almost half the couples were women. She looked at Garth. "You don't mind if I dance with Rachael?"
"I'll be jealous, but go ahead." He smiled.
Nika took Rachael's hand and hesitatingly allowed herself to be guided to the dance floor. The DJ was playing a fast, almost savagely rhythmic dance song, and everyone on the floor was bumping and grinding in such a fashion that it was difficult to determine who was dancing with whom. At first, Nika was nervous, but soon she and Rachael got into sync with the rest of the dancers. They moved wildly around the dance floor, rubbing and bumping sensuously into each other. Rachael wore a beautiful smile, and Nika felt herself relaxing.
When the music changed to a slower song, Nika turned to go back to the table, but Rachael took her hand.
"Come on, let's dance to this one. I promise you'll have fun."
Nika looked for Garth, seeking his approval, but he was lost in the crowd. I came to satisfy my curiosity, I might as well give it a try. She allowed Rachael to take her into her arms and they began to move to the music.
Nika giggled. "Who's supposed to lead? You or me?"
"Why don't you let me take the lead and show you everything?" Rachael suggested. Nika didn't miss the double meaning.
Rachael's breath was warm on Nika's neck and they were whispering directly into each other's ears.
"I'm sorry if I'm a little nervous, but I've never been to a club like this before, and I've never danced with another woman like this. You know, seriously danced with a woman."
"Just relax." Rachael suggested. "Go with what you feel, there's no pressure to be anything you're not. You're a very beautiful woman and I enjoy being close to you, that's all."
Nika thought for a moment. Rachael was a beautiful woman too. Women do have a certain attractiveness that men don't; they're so soft and smooth. When Nika was honest with herself she had to admit that ever since she was younger, she had found herself drawn to certain women.
Nika allowed Rachael to pull her closer. "You're a very beautiful woman too." She sighed.
As they danced, Rachael's lips traced a path from Nika's neck to her ear to her cheek. Nika found her breath coming quicker and actually anticipating the moment when Rachael's lips would find hers. When they did, the kiss was soft and delicate and Rachael's lips were very sweet. Nika soon found herself returning the kiss with passion. They dance with lips locked, clasping each other closely until the end of the song.
When they pulled apart, Nika looked directly into Rachael's eyes. "I have to admit that I enjoyed that." She smiled. "We'll have to try it again." Then Nika took Rachel's hand and led her back to the table.
They found Garth and Mike in animated conversation. Rachael slid in next to Mike and Nika next to Garth. Garth turned to Nika.
"Was it fun?" He asked.
"Very fun." She replied. "Why don't you dance with me so I can compare techniques?" With that she stood and pulled on his arm.
"If you insist." He complained and giving Mike and Rachael a wink he stood and led Nika to the dance floor.
It was another slow song, and as they danced closely together, Nika whispered into Garth's ear.
"She kissed me. Are you jealous?"
"I suspected she would." He answered. "I'm not jealous so long as you still like me best." A smile danced in his eyes.
"Don't be worried about that, you're the one I want, the only way things between me and Rachael are going to go any farther is if you're there with me."
Garth laughed. "Don't you realize that every man's fantasy is to see two beautiful women going at it together?"
Nika frowned. "I'm not worried about your fantasies. If it gets you hot, that's just a bonus. I want to know you're OK with it, and I don't want to feel like I'm cheating."
Garth got serious. "I'm going to level with you Nika. I've got some experience with this sort of thing. If a relationship is good, sharing a partner can make it better. Mike and Rachael are a good example. If a relationship is weak, sharing a partner can kill it. My ex-wife and I are a good example of that."
"What about us?" Nika wondered.
"I think we have a really strong start. I think we're going to be good, but the decision has to be yours. I'll go with what you decide."
Nika was quiet for a while. Then she whispered. "Well, I am curious."
When Garth and Nika returned to their table, Mike and Rachael were locked in a passionate kiss.
"Pardon us." Nika interrupted. "Hope we're not disturbing you two lovebirds."
Rachael and Mike broke their kiss and laughed.
"Here, sit in the middle next to me." Rachael patted the seat next to her. "We can get better acquainted." Both Mike and Garth rolled their eyes.
It wasn't long before Rachael's hand found Nika's.
"Are you OK with this?" Rachael asked softly.
With her free hand, Nika grasped Garth's arm. "Yes, I think so." Was her whispered reply.
Without hesitation, Rachael's lips went to Nika's neck, and her hand slid into Nika's dress to begin gently cupping and caressing her breasts. The forbidden thrill of another woman's touch aroused Nika more than she had anticipated. She turned to Garth and gave him a deep kiss. When she pulled away she searched his eyes.
"Is this OK?" She asked softly.
He gave her permission in the best way he knew. "You know you want it. Just remember that we're partners in whatever we do."
Those words shot a thrill through Nika, and the last of her inhibitions disappeared. She was a wanton little tramp, and she would experience everything. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as Rachael's caresses became more insistent. When, at last, Rachael kissed Nika, their lips parted and Nika drove her tongue deep into Rachael's mouth.
With her free hand, Nika began to stroke Garth's growing erection through the fabric of his trousers. She turned to Garth and gave him an even more passionate kiss than she had given Rachael. She was on fire and her juices were beginning to flow freely. As she continued to kiss Garth, she felt Rachael's hand on her thigh under her short skirt. Involuntarily her hips began a slight motion, urging Rachael's hand higher. When she felt Rachael's fingers push aside the tiny triangle of her thong panties, Nika threw all caution to the wind and roughly drew down Garth's zipper. His erection sprang forth, and Nika bobbed her head to take him into her mouth. At that same instant, Rachael entered Nika with her fingers.
Rachael's thumb found Nika's pleasure spot, and her gentle but insistent thrusting and stroking soon had Nika at the brink. She lifted her face to Garth. "Oh, God, I'm such a slut." She moaned, and then she shuddered to an orgasm.
"There's a lot more where that came from." Rachael crooned. "We should go to one of the private rooms."
Nika turned to Rachael with half lidded eyes. "Yes, let's go to a room." She noticed that Mike's hand was caressing Rachael as Rachael had been caressing Nika. They all disentangled themselves from each other and took a moment to straighten their clothes, then they stood and Mike led them to a hallway behind the dance floor. The door to the third room they tried was unlocked, and the room was unoccupied.
The room was sparsely furnished with a king-sized mattress on the floor and a cabinet in the corner stocked with towels, lubricants and a few very interesting sex toys. The far wall was mirrored and there were hooks and coat hangers on the wall adjacent to the door.
"You ladies take plenty of time to get acquainted." Mike suggested. "Garth and I will go fetch us all drinks. I've got a feeling that it's going to get pretty hot in here."
Mike and Garth closed the door gently behind them, leaving Rachael and Nika standing together facing each other in the middle of the room. They came together slowly and shared a searing kiss, and then they stepped apart and began to undress each other. They kicked off their shoes, and each reached to undo the other's short skirt. As they stepped out of their skirts, Rachael's hand stroked gently ups the inside of Nika's thigh.
"You have such wonderful legs, so smooth, yet so beautifully shaped and toned." She whispered. Then she kneeled in front of Nika, inserted her fingers under the sides of Nika's thong panties and slowly lowered them. As she did, she gently kissed and licked the inside of Nika's thighs. Nika's hands went to Rachael's shoulders. She pulled Rachael up and again kissed her on the mouth. This time more urgently than before.
Nika's hands then went to the hem of Rachael's blouse, and with a quick motion pulled it up and over Rachael's head. Next, it was Nika's turn to kneel and remove Rachael's panties. When Rachael stood naked before Nika, Nika removed her own blouse, and then drew Rachael down to the mattress on the floor.
For a moment, they lay together gazing lustfully into each other's eyes, then Rachael began to gently pet Nika with the backs of her fingertips. When she lowered her head and took one of Nika's nipples into her mouth Nika gave a moan and her legs spread involuntarily.
"I want you to show me everything. Do everything to me." Nika whispered.
With that encouragement, Rachael moved further down Nika's stomach, kissing and giving little love bites as she went. She rolled between Nika's parted thighs, licking and kissing toward Nika's hot, wet center. Nika spread her legs even farther when she felt Rachael taste her with her tongue. Rachael took Nika's bud between her lips and gently sucked driving Nika into a frenzy of thrusting and grinding. Under Rachael's persistent assault, Nika's orgasm came quickly and continued unabated for almost a minute. Finally when Nika could bear no more she pushed Rachael away panting.
"Mmmm, that was too good. My turn now." With that, Nika moved down to kiss Rachael's lips. She tasted herself on Rachael and a thrill shot through her. She felt her passion begin to build again. Here goes. She thought as she took Rachael's breast in her mouth. The sensation was better than she had imagined. She could feel Rachael's lustful need growing as she gently suckled. It was all the encouragement she needed to move her hands down Rachael's taught stomach to the center of her invitingly spread thighs. For the first time in her life she felt the wet, slippery arousal of another woman, and she loved it. Nika was quivering with excitement as she dipped her fingers into Rachael's warm, slick vagina. Oh, God this is so hot, I hope I'm not becoming a lesbian.
Nika knew where to touch. She stroked Rachael as she would pleasure herself, and soon Rachael was thrusting back onto Nika's hand. Their strokes grew more rapid, and finally Rachael let out a keening moan as her orgasm hit her. She collapsed and lay still. I've made another woman orgasm, and it got me wet again. I am a slut.
"I want to do the whole thing." Nika whispered. "Are you ready?"
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GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....
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September 5, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Interesting,” I said aloud as I was reading the Chicago Tribune while cuddling Birgit. “What, Daddy?” “My friend Bill Elliott is going to start his own racing team with McDonald’s as the sponsor.” “Sponsor?” “They pay money to paint the car red and yellow, and have the McDonalds sign on the hood.” “I like pink cars!” I chuckled, “I know you do, Pumpkin. Are your school friends coming today?” “Yes. Tiffany, Rachel, and Joey.” “Good. Shall we make...
September 26, 1994, Munich, Germany “«Guten Morgen. Mein Name ist Steve Adams. Ich bin von NIKA Consulting. Ich habe einen Termin mit Herrn Schultz.»” “«Guten Morgen, Herr Adams. “Er erwartet Sie. Bitte gehen Sie durch diese Tür. Das erste Zimmer auf der rechten Seite»” She indicated a door and I walked through it, then walked into the main conference room. My German was just good enough to get past the receptionist, but I wasn’t going to be able to carry on a full conversation. I decided...
October 11, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Hi,” Mikela said when she walked into Bacino’s where I was waiting. “Hi. I have a table reserved.” I led her to the table and the waiter took our drink orders. I checked with Mikela and ordered our pizza right away. “Why did my lawyer dump me and tell me to talk to you directly instead of hiring another attorney?” “You’d have to ask him,” I said. “But I honestly don’t care why. We can resolve this between us.” “But I didn’t sign the release.” “No,...
October 31, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Did everyone have a chance to read through all of the proposals?” I asked. There was a chorus of ‘yes’ accompanied by nods from people in the conference room. “Good,” I said. “The only one I expect to get significant pushback on is the sabbatical policy because it’s purely subjective and subject to my approval.” “Could you establish some clear guidelines?” Mario asked. “That would allow you to weed out a lot of requests without running into...
February 6, 1995, Chicago, Illinois “Well, if it isn’t my old friends Agents O’Toole and Stone,” I grinned, shaking their hands. “What can I do for you?” “We’d like to speak to you, privately,” Agent Stone said. “Are you investigating me?” I asked. Agent Stone shook his head, “No. You are not a suspect, a person of interest, nor a target.” “And by privately, you mean without Elyse or my attorney present?” “Yes, if you would. I’ll explain what we want and then you can decide,...
April 11, 1995, Chicago, Illinois “Steve, Ailea is here,” Kimmy said. “Tea?” “Yes, please. Whatever she wants. We’ll take it at the low table.” I got up from my desk and went to greet Ailea. She removed her shoes and joined me on the «zabuton». “How is school going?” I asked. “Really well. As I told you before Christmas, the study habits my mom instilled in me have really paid off.” “I’m sorry I haven’t had a lot of time for you.” “I know you’re really busy. But you always take my...
June 13, 1995, Chicago, Illinois “So what are you going to do?” Kara asked as she, Jessica, and I snuggled in bed on Tuesday night. We’d made love and very soon we’d have to walk Jessica to work. “About Melissa?” “And Jillian. And Marcia.” “Marcia is simple, if you mean being with her. She’s sixteen AND a member of the dojo, so that’s a non-starter. And, just to put a true end to it, the age of consent in a situation where the older person is a teacher or some kind of authority figure is...
June 17, 1995, Chicago, Illinois When I arrived home from Racine, Jessica, Kara, and I went to the sauna. “So, yes to both?” Jessica asked. “Molly needs to have her test and I most likely won’t see her until after our family vacation. As for Melissa, I’m still going back and forth. In one sense, I’m concerned that I’m treating her as if she’s a little girl who doesn’t know what she wants and can’t deal with having sex with me. But I’m concerned about the business relationship. It started...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...
Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...
Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...
Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...
A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...
(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...
- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...
HardcoreDuring colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...
you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...
Hi how are you all iss story readers… All Male and female me fir ek story le kar hajir hu apko aur entertain krne ke liye or jyada maja dene ke liye.. Mera name Meet he.. Aur me ahmedabad gujarat se hu..jo log pehli baar meri story read kr rahe he unko meri details de deta hu.. I m 26 yr old..doing business in ahmedabad..i m single… So now all readers me aab story pe ata hu.. Ya baat 1week pehle ki he.. Mene meri last story post ki”muslim housewife ki chudai”..uske baad muje kafi logo ke mail...
This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...
Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...
TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...
TUROK THE TORMENTOR 2 By: ROBO Bruno was sitting in his Limousine with his maul Tiffany watching the drug deal go down. His father Franko Costintino had finally trusted him with an important task in his drug-dealing cartel. The Asian Gang was purchasing one million dollars worth of Heroin for distribution, after this Bruno would finally prove to his father that he could take over as head of the cartel. Bruno was 21, short black hair, and a muscular build and he was wearing a suit....
TUROK THE TORMENTOR 3 By: ROBO Turok emerged from the portal into a vacant downtown alley. He did not bother to shift out of the visual plane as there was no body around. He was looking for another victim but he wanted a special someone but did not know who he was looking for. As he walked down the alley he heard "Hey, Buddy have you got some spare change?" John was an old bum who was covered in garbage resting when he had seen Turok's boots. He asked for the change and saw...
My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen. Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation....
This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you are to stop now. My warstory This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18 years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint up for...
HumorCopyright© 2002-2004 by DB. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. I was surfing the web to see if Elf Sternberg (http://www.drizzle.com/~elf/) had posted anything new on his latest AI (what I generally call robot) storyline. Although he recently, publicly referred to my writing as "abusively shallow", he also admits that it has affected him enough to provoke him into writing stores in response, so a lot of good has come from this in unexpected ways. Besides, having Elf as a critic is an...
When I was about eight, I loved to climb poles and ropes. I discovered that I got this extreme feeling of overwhelming pleasure in my pubic area when I climbed them. Then, I discovered I could duplicate that pleasure with my hand on my pecker. When I was nine, my mother found me jacking off in my bedroom and told me that it was a sin and I would go straight to Hell. She also said that I would go blind if I continued. I thought about it for a time but then decided I would continue until I needed...
For years, since I was around sixteen, I had the knack of convincing girls, and then women, that I could be trusted not to ever repeat what was revealed to me. This information gathering proved to be very useful over the years. I learned that the female gender needs to vent, and be listened to, their questions answered, but they don't want any advice, so I used this to my advantage. Once the word got passed around that I was a trusted soul with a lot of valuable information and a great...