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“There are no bad looking women; just some better than others.”

And then there’s Goddess BAR.

Beverly Ann Rakoski, aka Goddess BAR, is a California goddess principally associated with love, passion and sexual arousal. The name Rakoski is of Polish origin meaning whip or lash, but when combined as whiplash the word aptly describes most men’s condition after a passing of Goddess BAR.


Beverly Finds a Keeper
“Well, as the old saying goes, if the mountain won’t come to Mohamed.”
There, in his cube, in front of his desk stood the hottest T&A in the entire 20 story building. At 5’4” and 120 pounds she had everything going for her, and she knew it. Nothing was overlooked. She obviously maintained the advantages of a youthful appearance yet possessed the mature look of a woman. Everything on her perfectly accented the package contained within. This was a woman, as his old Army sergeant used to say, worth crawling through twenty miles of barbed wire just to hear her fart in a canteen cup. Jack had been staring at her for a week and looked away every time she looked back.
“Mohamed will come to the mountain.”
Jack fought off the temptation to focus his attention solely on the taut nipples so evident beneath the shear blouse and obviously flimsy bra. Instead, he looked for the first time into the most hypnotic blue eyes he had ever seen and, as was his fear, found himself speechless.
Beverly just recently returned from Seattle, WA had been back on her job with the company for just over a week. Not much had changed in her absence with one big exception. This guy, tall, athletically built and to date aloof to his fellow co-workers, was driving her crazy. She had caught him on several occasions eyeballing her as if interested but when she’d attempt to make return eye contact he’d bury his head back in his papers. Though not a rejection, Beverly did feel challenged.
“Hi, I’m Beverly Rakoski,” she smiled extending her hand before sitting down and making herself comfortable. “You don’t mind if I interrupt you for a few minutes, do you?”
“I’m Jack McGill and, please, be my guest,” he somehow managed to say. “Can I help you with something?”
“For one thing, you could stop making the rest of us look bad,” she warmly smiled while crossing her seemingly long legs in a teasing fashion. Not satisfied she had achieved the desired effect she then uncrossed her legs giving Jack a clear shot of the neatly bound prize between her legs. The fit of her slacks were not so tight as to reveal the crevice within but taut enough to capture the sinew of the surrounding muscles. “And take a break once in a while.”
“I take breaks.”
“I mean other than to ogle the poor, na? innocent women around you,” she joking said pointing her head towards her desk in clear view across the way. “I’ve caught you looking.”
“Guilty as charged,” Jack admitted while turning a crimson red and knowing better than try to lie. “The landscape has definitely improved around here this week.”
“Well, I for one am glad you think so,” she now seemed to somewhat blush. “I’d hate to think I went to all this trouble for nothing.”
“I doubt you need to go to any trouble,” Jack spoke now taking his time to completely survey the living doll seated just across from him. “But I do appreciate the effort.”
“Flattery, my man, will get you everywhere,” she winked before changing the subject. “I just started back and you’re most definitely a new face around here.”
“Nothing permanent,” Jack revealed. “I’m on loan from Amarillo to help with the proposal effort.”
“Not with an accent like that, you’re not.”
“Well, throw in seven years in Tennessee before that.”
“I’ll buy that,” she acknowledged while uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. “This your first time to LA?”
“I’ve been back and forth over the past six weeks.”
“So, what d’ya think?”
“I work. I run. I eat,” Jack shrugged being forced to disclose his non-existent life. “And sleep. What can I say?”
“You mean to tell me you’ve been here in LA for six weeks and haven’t done a thing?” she mocked and then stood up as if to go. “I don’t believe you.”
“I’m sorry to disappoint you,” Jack shrugged realizing at the same time his newly found fantasy was about to walk away. “What can I say?”
“You need to get out and have a drink or something,” she again winked and then disappeared around the wall of Jack’s cubicle.
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“Well, I’m ready for that drink.”
Jack surprised himself having worked up the courage to approach the beauty that had so ruined his afternoon’s concentration.
“That is if you’re buying.”
“I guess you’re outa luck,” she frowned looking up into his eyes. “I’m broke and my ride leaves in ten minutes.”
“Then, I’m here on the company’s money anyways. We’ll just let them pay for it.” Jack had to think fast before she got away again. “And I can take you home afterwards.”
“You don’t even know where I live.”
“What better way to find out,” he quickly countered and gave Beverly his best grin. “That way I’ll know where to pick you up tomorrow.”
“Slow down, Cowboy,” she said gathering her purse and then standing. “We haven’t even had that drink yet.”
So the best night of Jack’s life had begun. Traveling with his boss, Jack had no car but the Avis rental just across the street from the hotel solved the only problem to present itself. Beverly then directed him to one drinking hole after another, both of them drinking like there was no tomorrow. Neither, however, felt drunk.
“Excuse me,” Beverly rose from the booth nodding her head towards the restrooms. “I’ll be back shortly.”
Jack had surprised himself to this point having stepped out of character as he managed to hold his own in conversation with the woman to him was a fantasy come true. He applauded himself while staring at her ass as she sashayed away from the table. They knew nothing really about the other but Jack was positive he was in love. She had it all; looks, a knock out body and a personality that wouldn’t quit. What had pathetic, plain old Jack done to deserve such attention from the gods?
“You looked like you needed that,” Beverly whispered in his ear as she withdrew from the deep, soul searching kiss meant to disrupt Jack’s obvious trance like state.
“I didn’t know it was so obvious,” Jack responded not knowing whether to be embarrassed or flattered, or both. “But anytime you think I need it, feel free to deliver.”
“I’m beginning to think you’re too easy,” she smiled and grabbed her purse at the same time. “Come on. I gotta eat or I’ll end up passing out on you. And I don’t think you want that, do you?”
She mentioned some favorite spot in South Bay and directed him there. Beverly feasted on a steak and baked potato while Jack ate what he could not recall thirty seconds after his plates were removed. An after dinner drink and they were back bar hopping what he soon learned were her teenage stomping grounds. Still not finding himself drunk, Jack further surprised himself by agreeing to dance to the local house bands. Something he’d never done. All good things must come to an end and, to Jack’s chagrin, closing time came far too soon.
“You know, we really shouldn’t be doing this,” Beverly lightly stated positioning herself under his arm once inside the car and then pulling his hand down to tit level so he could touch the most wonderful boobs he’d ever seen. “The company frowns on co-workers dating. You know that, don’t you?”
“Not to worry,” Jack answered without thinking, fully distracted by the opportunity in his hand. “I’m not going to be around long enough for the company to find out.”
“Did you just fall off some turnip truck, or what?”
“What d’ya mean?”
“You’re an idiot.”
Idiot or not, she remained in place and did nothing to stop Jack’s groping of her tit as they drove along. Still ignorant of what he’d said or done Jack did his best to concentrate on his driving while wondering at the same time if Beverly would get offended if he moved his hand beneath her clothing.
“I wish someone knew,” she mused nibbling on Jack’s earlobe while at the same time rubbing the inside of his thigh with her long sculptured fingers. “Of some quaint little bar where we could finish the night off.”
“This is your town, not mine.”
“And all the places I know are closed.”
“Well, I do know of one place,” Jack offered after a long silence. “If you’re game.”
“I’ll try anything once.”
Jack was at a crossroads, literally. He could continue on Pacific Coast Highway to his hotel room or turn in the direction of the I-5 to take his fantasy home. The decision, if left to him, was simple, but how far could he go before he would cross some invisible line and ruin the whole night. After all, a tit in hand is better than a slap in the face. Still, she’d left the door open. Jack kept the car heading north and pulled into an all night grocery.
“What kinda bar is this?”
“It’s not,” Jack admitted unable to think of anything cute to say and got out of the car. “The bar I have in mind needs to be stocked. You coming?”
Beverly, not knowing what else to do, slid across the front seat and exited the car from the driver’s seat. Without further words Jack took her hand, led her into the store and to the wine aisle. At some point in the evening past Beverly had shifted from gin and tonic to Chablis and, knowing absolutely nothing about wine, Jack picked out the most expensive whose name he couldn’t say in the cooler.
“Hey, Cowboy.” Beverly remained standing, hands on hips when Jack began to walk off. Having gotten his attention she then pulled a cork screw from another display near the cooler and tossed it to him. “I’ll bet your quaint little bar is gonna need one of these.”
“How would you know that?” Jack mumbled with embarrassment while almost muffing the catch of the cork screw. Two o’clock in the morning. He didn’t know what he was doing. How could she?
They paid for the wine and returned to the car. Beverly slid into the front seat the way she had exited, from the driver’s side, and stopped in the middle. Jack followed but unlike last time she did not take his arm around her shoulder let alone pull his hand down to her tit. They silently drove to the hotel, parked the car and entered through the side, guest only door at the bottom of the tower.
“Hold on a second,” Beverly challenged more than said as they stood waiting for an elevator. “I’ve never been to a man’s hotel room before.”
“Trust me, everything’s on the up and up,” Jack innocently stated with all honesty. “This is just the quaint little bar you wanted.”
“Maybe a touch more quaint than I intended,” she smiled in a trusting fashion taking Jack by the hand to enter the elevator. “What floor, Cowboy?”
“Five.”
This magical night was definitely a first for Jack and his intentions, while maybe not purely honorable, did not include any cause for his date, his fantasy, any concern. They had just met. The elevator door opened and, this time, Jack took the lead.
“Your table awaits, Madame.” Jack clumsily tried to imitate a waiter while opening the door to his room. “May I suggest the cozy little spot over there by the window?”
Beverly took claim of the indicated sofa while Jack disappeared into the bathroom to open the wine. After struggling with the cork screw for what seemed forever he finally joined her with two hotel glasses three quarters full of wine.
“What,” Beverly questioned her host while nodding towards the room radio. “No music?”
“The band was on break.” Jack caught himself halfway between standing and sitting next to his dream. “Any requests, ma’am?”
“Yeah,” she sternly stated leaning towards the radio to position the dial. “Don’t call me ma’am.”
Jack sat down next to her and without waiting placed his arm around her shoulders. As if her reflexes were being tested Beverly automatically reached up with her free arm to pull Jack’s hand down toward her boob. Somewhere in the background the music was playing but Jack’s mind was at the end of his fingertips. If nothing else was to happen he determined then and there that he would get beneath the blouse and the bra to touch the real thing before the night was over.
“You know,” she whispered breaking his grasp while turning around on the sofa to look into his face. “You’re not tuning a TV there.”
“You know they’re perfect, don’t you?” Jack stumbled to say not realizing the dim light from outside did nothing to reveal how red his face had turned. “And now I know what I want to be in my next life.”
“And what’s that got to do with the price of rice in China?”
“I want to come back as your bra.”
“Idiot.”
The idiot pulled her face to his, their mouths met momentarily in a pucker and then opened to the others tongue darting in, out and around each others oral cavity. This kiss was even better than at the restaurant as this time Jack, not caught off guard, fully participated. Jack found enough coordination to rub Beverly’s back with one hand while supporting her weight with his other arm. No need for prompting now, Jack’s hand went of its own accord in search of those magnificent boobs. Her kiss seemed to intensify as Jack’s hand found its target, then slid to feel the soft cleavage revealed by the center of her blouse, then down across her midriff to sneak up inside the blouse to the bra, and finally moved again to her back in search of the release.
“It’s in the front,” Beverly pulled away and to Jack’s anguish stood up. “I’ll take care of it.”
“You ass hole,” Jack muttered to himself as she then disappeared into the bathroom. “That’s the closest you’ll ever get to perfection and you blew it.”
“Shut the drapes,” Beverly ordered minutes later after cracking open the bathroom door.
Jack did as told and turned to see the answer to all his prayers, and more.
“I know cowboys wanna die with their boots on,” she teased sliding in under the sheets and blanket of his hotel bed. “But you’re not getting in bed with me like that.”
Jack, embarrassed again, did as she indicated. He discarded his clothes and slid in under the covers beside his newfound goddess. No woman had ever been so bold and he knew he was way out of his league. He had hoped to cop a feel of her tit before the night was over and now the whole package was being presented without any provocation on his part. In all likelihood, this was a one time opportunity for the fuck of his life and he better start acting like he’d been there before.
Beverly snuggled in towards Jack’s body and he naturally put his arms around her and pulled her against both him and his now rock hard cock. He felt as if his balls would explode at her slightest movement but hungrily accepted her mouth on his without accident. Her skin wherever touched was like satin and taut to the delicate frame it housed except where he could tell without benefit of his hands the part that bore against his chest. He took his time wanting this moment to last a lifetime. Her ass cheeks felt even firmer than they looked in skin tight jeans. Finally, his hand cradled a boob and he was rewarded by a soft murmur from Beverly’s throat. She broke off the kiss now really needing to restore her breath while Jack wasted little time in diving his head beneath the sheets to begin manipulating those teasing nipples with his tongue.
Again, the thought occurred to Jack that this dream or whatever was happening was probably a one night happening. In uncharted water for him, his right hand traced south across her stomach and while lapping away at her tits his fingers searched for the watering hole he so desperately hoped to find. Though he’d noted some degree of pubic hair none challenged his attempt to probe within the depths of her pussy. Her body grew rigid and pushed back against his prying hand. His mind was in a daze just barely keeping up with his tongue and his fingers at the same time. He now gently sucked an entire nipple into his mouth while his finger slid from her now dripping hole up her slit to her clit. He then added a second finger to assist the effort skidding both from hole to clit over and over. Her body buckled, moans poured forth from her mouth and then her body uncontrollably spasmed pushing her pussy harder and harder against Jack’s hand.
For the first time since she walked into his cubicle the afternoon before Jack knew he was in control. He could fuck her now and be done or go where no Jack had ever gone before. His tongue found itself tracing down the same path as his hand had before while at the same time he tried to continue gently massaging all areas between her legs. At a certain point the hand had to be repositioned to support his weight. He licked the borders of her cunt hair and down along the insides of her thigh. Returning to the pussy area he now dared let his tongue dart inside her love canal. For someone who’d never tasted pussy before and had a weak stomach to boot, he was more than pleasantly surprised to discover he liked eating pussy. His tongue could only go so far inside so, just like his fingers, it went in search of her clit. He could feel her body tensing again when he repositioned himself between her legs, cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and dove in against her clit sucking it into his mouth the same as he had done with her nipples before. Beverly’s hands clasped Jack from behind his head and simultaneously held him in place while driving her muff into his face. Her body shivered all over as he sucked and lapped away as best he could under the constraints.
“Oh, my God. Do me now!”
Her arms dropped and Jack rose from beneath the sheets up on his knees ready to position himself to dive into heaven. Her eyes were shut and head slowing shaking back and forth while quiet little murmurs escaped from her mouth. He ever so carefully leaned into her body and placed the head of his cock against the awaiting target hodling himself above her chest so as to continue watching her facial reaction to the onslaught of her body. Though more than sufficiently lubed by her own juices, her opening still resisted the first attempts at penetration by Jack’s dick. As he continued the pressure her pussy lips little by little parted and finally the head was in. Then, all of a sudden, her pussy seemed to grasp him and pulled his dick deep within her most sacred area. Unable to control his own reactions any longer Jack only hesitated to ease himself down on her chest and began to pulse his manhood into her wanting hole. He began slowly but found himself increasing both the speed and depth of his penetration with every stroke. Amazingly, he could feel the head of his dick striking against some internal organ or something at the height of each stroke that made holding back his own orgasm next to impossible. He jammed his cock in as far as he could then held firm as his own jism now flooded the fathoms of her cunt.
Beverly’s body continued twitching as her mouth sought his while Jack waited for the inevitable to happen. She then arched her back and pushed her hips towards his and to his utter amazement his cock was still more than ready to respond on a continued basis. Further experimentation and exploration ended when their hips joined as one but missionary position or not, they fucked each others brains out for well over the next hour.
“Enough already,” Beverly exclaimed and gently, but firmly pushed Jack off her body. “I gotta be able to walk outa here.”
Jack positioned himself on his side, head supported above her on his extended arm and elbow. Her hair was matted, her eye liner streaked and the skin around her mouth red from repeated kissing but she still looked as beautiful and sexy as when they walked into the room. Knowing he had just fucked her, even more so.
“Didn’t you like it?” she mumbled and looked him in the eyes. “Don’t I turn you on?”
“What are you talking about?” Jack exclaimed.
“You’re still hard as a rock and ready for more,” she stated as if insulted and embarrassed at the same time. “How come you haven’t done it yet?”
“Are you kidding?” Jack laughed and pulled her tight against him to emphasize the hard on he still had. “I must have done it six or seven times. You had to have felt it.”
“But you never lost it.”
“I amazed myself in that regard,” Jack admitted realizing for the first time since his first explosion that night that his dick never once let him down. “That’s never happened before. Must be you.”
“Now, that,” she smiled, confidence restored, and slid her hand down to claim her trophy. “I can handle.”
“It’s yours for as long as you want.”
Exhausted, they clung to each other for some time before she turned her back and inched her ass back towards and against his dick. Seconds before Jack had been one grain of sand away from being asleep but the moment her ass flesh meet his dick he was wide awake and ready to go again. Reflexively, he began hunching her ass crack and before long his lunges were met with a reciprocal push backwards from her hips. His hand again slid down across her stomach and between her legs back to the honey pot just recently vacated. When the murmurs started up again he removed his hand so as to guide his all too eager dick only this time from behind.
“Watch where you put that thing!” she ordered as the head of his cock innocently slid first across her asshole with his only thought that of driving it hard back into her delicious pussy. “I don’t do that.”
Jack, following his initial instinct, didn’t bother to respond and instead rammed his dick like a pile driver with one quick move back into the depths of her cunt. He held her firmly by the tits and furiously pistoned in and out of her hole until finally they both collapsed in one final, mutual orgasm; and then fell asleep his dick still buried between her legs.
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Jack was first to awake late the next morning and was instantly gratified to confirm that last night had not been a dream. Beverly, alive and in the flesh, still lay sound asleep next to him with a child like innocence masking her face. It was as if an angel had decided to grace his bed and Jack stared in silence admiring the beauty before him. She then moved ever so slightly dislodging the sheet to reveal the left boob. Last night had mostly been in the dark leaving Jack to imagine the true lines and curves of her body. Now with the sun filtering through the curtain and only a flimsy sheet covering this Goddess not much imagination was needed. Staring in quiet admiration of her face had been one thing. Seeing in all its glory her amply endowed tit and hard nipple was another.
“Hey,” she softly protested lazily opening her eyes and then looking to the attacker of her boob. “Can’t a girl get some sleep around here?”
“Not when I wake up to this,” Jack responded and gently pinched her nipple. “Too much of a temptation.”
“Temptation or not,” she stretched and yawned. “Get whatever out of your head. I’m too raw from last night to do anything.”
Before Jack could respond Beverly rolled off the side of the bed, briefly appeared to think about grabbing the sheet as cover, then gracefully and entirely in the nude made her way towards the bathroom. Again Jack’s imagination was rewarded with the confirmation that the body that had lain next to him throughout the night was even better when seen in the light of day. Jack was even more pleased when she returned and slid back into the bed in the same condition.
“You know,” she seemed to scoff as she curled back up against him. “Sometimes you act as if you’ve never been with a woman before.”
“No woman the likes of you anyhow.”
“As I said before, flattery, my man,” she smiled and pecked him on the lips. “Will get you anything?”
“I thought you were too raw.”
“Do you wanna talk about it,” she challenged with a wicked grin. “Or do something about it.”
Jack needed no further encouragement and slipped his hand down to her crotch, slid his finger into her surprisingly wet crack and finger fucked away. Their lips met as she ground her hips against his finger and hand. Remembering the sweet nectar of her pussy juice from the night before Jack, even though that juice now had to be commingled with his, began slipping his tongue out of her mouth, across her ears and neck, briefly nibbled on first the left, then the right boob, and then started down across her stomach to the awaiting prize between her legs.
“Not now, Cowboy,” she gently grabbed his head and pulled him back to her face. “I’d need a bath first.”
“I don’t care.”
“But I do,” she purred in his ear. “And I’m ready for you now.”
Jack again climbed between her legs, positioned his cock all the while admiring the trimmed hair surrounding the target, and gently pushed the head just barely into and between her cunt lips. (Even better than when she was asleep he could now inventory the whole works) Beverly rocked her hips forward to accept more but Jack pulled out. She frowned at first but her eyes lit up as again Jack barely broke ground between her legs immediately withdrawing at the first sign she wanted more.
“Give me what I want.”
“What’s that?”
“You know.”
“Say it.”
“I can’t.”
“I could go on like this,” Jack evilly grinned not even bothering this time to penetrate even in the slightest way. “All day.”
“Fuck me,” she nearly screamed. “Will you!”
At the word fuck Jack’s prick drove through her lips banging his entire length into her tight hole. Simultaneously, he fell upon her chest and began pounding away as if there were no tomorrow.
“Who’s that?” Beverly yelped just as once again the head of Jack’s dick rammed hard against whatever body part deep within her womb. “Who’s at the door?”
“How the hell should I know?” Jack responded not caring one way or another.
“Housekeeping.” They both heard the voice as the door opened and an unknowing Mexican maid entered the room to see them both butt naked and fucking away oblivious, at first, to her presence. “’Cuse me.”
The maid then retreated as fast as her chunky little legs could go.
“Oh, my God!” Beverly coughed triggering her own orgasm while her pussy muscles clutched Jack’s dick in a death grip forcing his.
“I guess she got her thrill for the day,” Jack remarked rolling off to Beverly’s side. The moment was gone and for the first time with Beverly so was his hard on.
“Mind if I use your tooth brush?” Beverly again rolled off the bed and without waiting for an answer disappeared into the bathroom.
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The Conception of Goddess BAR
The Los Angeles TimesOctober 27, 2000
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El Segundo, CA Having lost the opportunity earlier in the week, Jack McGill, aka Cowboy, capitalized on an innocent comment made by Ms. Beverly Ann Rakoski that will hold prisoner his heart for the rest of his life.
Ms. Rakoski, aka Goddess BAR and recently of Seattle, WA, had within the past 2 weeks resumed employment with a well known military aircraft producer and was assigned as a Cost Analyst in the Material Division. McGill, also, a Cost Analyst, was on loan to the El Segundo site from the Amarillo, TX plant to assist the home division prepare proposals for production Lots III, IV and V.
McGill, a native of Waldo, OH had previously lived in Washington, DC and Clarksville, TN. A decorated Special Operations Command Gulf War veteran, McGill graduated from Austin Peay State University in 1995 and began employment with the company in the spring of 1996 in Amarillo, TX. This fall he was assigned loan status to the El Segundo division.
Today, Friday, October 27, 2000, after her first full week back on a job Goddess BAR commented to nobody in particular that she was ready for a drink. McGill, not one to back away from fate (if fate it was), then turned those innocent words against his guiltless victim, Ms. Rakoski. For Goddess BAR he was willing to step out of character and risk rejection in the pursuit of perfection.
Timing, though, had to be perfect. If he approached Goddess BAR and she did say the expected no, McGill did not want to stand there embarrassed without having a quick escape plan thought out in advance. As quitting time approached, McGill casually made his way over to Ms. Rakoski’s desk but before he could speak became mesmerized by the vision before him. As is fashionable for today, Goddess BAR was attired in a sheer beige blouse complimented by an equally sheer bra. McGill’s eyes traced her beautiful, just barely visible aureoles both perfectly accented by the two most perk and taut nipples he had ever seen. He knew she was going to say no.
“I think I’m ready for that drink now, myself. Wanna join me.?” McGill somehow managed to say.
She coyly looked up at McGill and said she was in a carpool and had no ride home should she accept.
She didn’t say no.
“I’ve got a car available to me and I’ll see you get home if you want to come along.”
“Let me call my carpool and let them know what’s going on.”
Was this actually happening? Before he knew it the two were actually leaving work together and headed for the Hacienda Hotel across the street where he was staying. There, or so he led Ms. Rakoski to believe, they could wait in the bar until one of the guys with a car could be found. Once in the bar McGill occasionally excused himself to use the house phone in a supposed attempt to call someone who could lend him a car. He called his room instead knowing there would be no answer. The rouse, however, was not without merit. While on the phone McGill noticed a flier for Avis located just across the street from the hotel.
The rest of the night went by too fast. The couple got the car, had dinner at a casual restaurant in the Manhattan Beach Mall, journeyed from there to Redondo Beach where walking the pier for the first time they held hands and pecked a kiss. From the pier they went to the Red Onion, continued drinking and danced for the first time. Here, McGill found Goddess BAR’s only flaw. She likes to lead when dancing.
Though neither knew for sure at the time, they were each others for the having, and so would be for the rest of their lives.
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“At least now I know where Waldo’s at.” Beverly looked up from the pretend newspaper Jack had created. “My God,” she thought to herself. “He even does things like this.”
Jack was seated across from Beverly in the booth and she would have taken him in her arms had they not been so separated. Though a good sized man he’d always been gentle with her. Underneath that gentleness, though, was a man who knew where he was going and what he wanted, and he wanted her. She loved being embraced by his strong arms and being held firmly against his chest. His smile was contagious and his eyes spellbinding. He liked his auburn hair longer than the corporate convention but was still viewed as an up and comer. Best of all, Beverly was sure he loved her.
“I’m glad you appreciated the effort,” Jack sighed disappointed the love of his live didn’t grasp the mood he was trying to create. “I just wanted to document our first date as a special occasion.”
“Then let’s get it right. I’d say it was more like I saved your life,” she warmly smiled recognizing the hurt in his eyes. “Not this life sentence stuff.”
They were seated in what now had become their favorite restaurant, Tony’s On the Pier, to celebrate Valentine’s Day. Months had passed and the two had become nearly inseparable working together during the day and then retiring to his hotel room at night. Even so, Jack remained insecure not understanding what this living doll could see in some backwoods yokel like him.
“I love you.”
“I know that, now what do you want to order?”
“Would it hurt you if just once in a while you could respond you love me, too,” Jack gently admonished. “Not some ‘Me, too,’ like the first time or ‘I know that?’”
“You know I love you.”
“No I don’t.”
Only God knew how much she loved this man. Like his hero, John Wayne, Jack McGill was very much like one of her favorite Duke movies, the Quiet Man, full of confidence and ready to take on the world. Why he was so insecure when it came to her feelings for him she would never understand. Beverly did not want to get into this discussion again. Jack was, as well, the most open and caring man she had ever met. In contrast, Beverly had learned the hard way not to assume anything and innately kept her feelings close to the chest. Hopefully her seemingly aloof character would not eventually drive him away.
“Jack,” she said taking him by the hand and looking directly in his eyes. “I love you, and only you.”
“Beverly,” Jack swung out of his chair and dropped to one knee. “Will you marry me?”
“What?”
“I said.” Jack then pulled out a ring case from behind his back and opened it. “Will you marry me?”
“You want me to marry you?
“Yes,” Jack shook his head. “Your Cowboy wants you to marry him. What d’ya say, ma’am?”
“Is there any doubt?” she smiled as only she could as the tears seeped down her cheek. “Yes, of course, I’ll marry you.”
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“Jack, why can’t I just wait here in the car?”
“Because I don’t want to let you out of my sight,” Jack explained opening the passenger door and offering Beverly his hand as she got out. “And make sure you’re wearing your own badge.”
Just that morning they had left work for an unscheduled brunch and upon returning wore the others badge intentionally just to test security. As Jack predicted, they walked into the building without challenge. Now with the building empty Jack was sure they would be more vigilant. They just needed to go in, retrieve the flowers from a Secret Admirer Jack had sent Beverly that day and depart without any hassle. Again, they made their way to the second floor unimpeded.
“Okay, we got the flowers,” Beverly said with a purpose. Work had been a necessary evil in her life and she didn’t want to spend any more of her free time there than required. Jack, on the other hand, she had already learned from experience enjoyed his work and could easily find some excuse to check his email or something just to hang around that much longer. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Come here a second,” Jack pulled her away from her desk and into his cubicle. “I got something for you.”
“I want to get out of here.”
“And I’ve been fantasizing about this,” Jack kissed her briefly on the lips as he backed her against his desk and began unbuttoning her dress. “Since before the day you ever walked in here.”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Beverly protested but made no move to stop her new fianc? “We could get fired for this.”
“It’d be worth it,” Jack evilly grinned now that he had the dress fully opened. “Besides, all I’d have to do is give Old Man Zimmerman a call and I’d be on his payroll the next day with no questions asked.” He then ran his hand down inside her panty hose and was pleasantly surprised to find his wife to be ready, willing and able. “Off with these.”
“The hotel is just across the street,” Beverly muttered the words without conviction. One side of her head was telling her they were both crazy and the other was equally as steadfast open to Jack’s insane idea. She couldn’t help but wonder how she would ever be able to come back here the next day and work. Unconsciously, she helped Jack remove her panty hose, unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt and then his zipper. Once Jack’s shorts were down she spread her legs and again leaned back on the desk. “I’m yours, Cowboy.”
Jack, though more than ready, was less than certain about just going at it. They had never made love without some degree of foreplay and he was proud of the fact that to date they had never made love without being mutually fulfilled. Nevertheless, Beverly’s body was begging for his and her sensuous open legged position could not be denied. Jack successfully guided his anxious and ready to explode missile to its target where he watched it without difficulty disappear into the clutches of the most remarkable woman he had ever known. As he began thrusting Beverly pulled him in deeper wrapping her legs around his and taking his torso in her arms. Rather than impaling her further against the desk her Cowboy then stood up letting the full weight of her body drive his dick deeper into her womb than ever before. Using Jack’s shoulders for leverage Beverly began pumping away, up and down on his throbbing member as she, too, felt his rocket achieve maximum penetration slamming her cervix upon its head. Too soon, she felt her body go rigid as her muscles contracted around his weapon that even in her fervor she could tell was expanding in preparation for the explosion to come. She wanted to scream as both orgasmacally erupted but the sensible side of her head, still operating, she bit her lip instead to control the urge.
“This time once is enough,” she breathlessly whispered in his ear. “We gotta get out of here before we get caught.”
“Was that as good for you,” Jack, too, out of breath whispered as he gently returned Beverly to the edge of the desk. “As it was for me?”
“Do you even have to ask?”
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“What’s with Sku Baby,” Jack attempted a casual query once back in the hotel room as he changed into a t-shirt and shorts. Truth be told, he had about enough of the boss and pal trying to make time with his girl even if Skubiel overlooked corporate rules against fraternization. “That he’s always hitting on you?”
“Skubiel’s harmless,” Beverly cautiously answered not wanting Jack to get ahead of her at the moment. She sipped her wine and continued. “We dated once but, as God is my witness, there was nothing ever between us. He’s just a shameless flirt.”
“Well, I don’t necessarily see it that way.”
“Jack, enough about him,” Beverly after much mental consternation over dinner and now back in the privacy of the hotel spoke in a serious tone. “We’ve gotta talk.”
“I was hoping we could celebrate.”
“What do you think we were doing back there in your cubicle?” Beverly responded and snuggled under his arm as they sat on the sofa. “Now I need to talk.”
“So, talk.”
“God knows you treat me like one,” Beverly began, leaned back into the comfort of his chest and stared at her newly acquired ring. “But enough of this Goddess stuff. Simply put, I ain’t no Goddess.”
“You are to me.”
“That’s nice to hear and all.” She knew this conversation would be difficult. “But you hardly know anything about me.”
“I know you’re Polish and you’re Catholic and you worry too much,” Jack attempted to lighten her tone and squeezed her tight. “Worse yet, you’re stubborn and have just a tint of red hair.” Jack paused as one other thought occurred to him. “Oh, yeah, and you made me buy rubbers for the first time in my life. None of that has scared me off. So, what else is there to know?”
“I don’t have red hair.”
“I said a tint.”
“Never mind, then, look at this,” Beverly pulled away and retrieved his newspaper article from her purse. “Sometimes you make it sound like I dress like a slut. I think I dress fashionably.”
“I don’t know much about fashion,” Jack laughed and blew her a kiss as she stood above him waving the paper. “But you certainly know how to dress to gain a guy’s attention. I will say that.”
“And you don’t like that?”
“I love that,” Jack shook his head and offered his hand to her hoping she’d take a seat. “And I love the way other men look at you and I can smugly look them back in the eye knowing they know you’re all mine.”
“I’m still not a Goddess.”
“This should be one of the happiest nights of your life,” Jack looked to his fianc?not comprehending her present mood. “What’s this all about?”
“Let’s just say, from what you’ve told me,” Beverly sighed. “I’ve got a more colorful past than you.”
“I wouldn’t know. I remember you saying two things on that subject,” Jack now stood and collected her in his arms. “You’d prefer to be a mystery woman, and that you are, and, two, not to expect you to be as honest as I was.” He paused then added a standing complaint. He would never be the first to ask about a woman’s past but once she asked about his he figured the woman owed him the return favor. “You asked first, and that wasn’t fair.”
“So,” she rested her head on his chest. “Maybe I should have been a little more open than I was.”
“So tonight’s the night you want to play confession?”
“I just want you to be sure,” she now raised her head to look him in the eyes. “You consider me worthy of this ring you gave me.”
“Okay, sweetheart,” Jack smiled, picked her up and sat down holding her like a baby. “Say whatever you want in that regard and nothing’s going to change my mind.”
“What if I told you,” Beverly hesitated but now that she had started she was going to see this through. “I’ve had a couple one niters.”
“I could’ve guessed you weren’t a virgin,” Jack hugged her tightly. “The way you look you could’ve had anybody you wanted, but I’d be willing to bet you’re no war torn veteran of the bedroom.”
“Rest assured, there weren’t that many,” she now felt comfortable enough to relax. Jack accepted that bomb without flinching. “And not to sound too conceited, there could have been a lot more.”
“So, that said, are we done?”
“There’s one other thing you’ve got to know,” Beverly again grew fearful of his reaction but rushed on before losing her nerve. “I got pregnant when I was eighteen and never married.”
“So, what became of the baby?” Jack asked after taking several seconds to absorb this latest tidbit. “I assume you had it.”
“Yes,” Beverly answered now unable to read Jack’s face. “We didn’t want to give him up so my Mom adopted him as her own, and for all intents and purposes threw me out.”
“I love you,” he cooed and kissed her forehead. “And you’re mine for at least the next one hundred years. Maybe then I’ll let you off the hook.”
“So you still want to marry me?”
“Tonight if you’re willing,” Jack replied now inspired by a new thought. “We could drive up to Vegas.”
“No way, Cowboy,” she could now relax and gave him a big kiss. “When I get married I’m doing it up the way I’ve always dreamed.”
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“Wow!” Jack shrieked as he rolled off to Beverly’s side and cracked the knuckles of his hands. “Now that was a double thumb buster.”
“And just what is a double thumb buster?”
“It’s just my way of celebrating,” Jack pulled her tight to him under the sheets. “What’s it’s like for Mr. Lucky making love to that beautiful and sexy body of yours.”
“Idiot.”
“Well, it’s better than calling you a ball buster.”
“Oh no, don’t tell me,” Beverly reached down and stroked his still rock hard dick. “This is Mr. Lucky, I take it.”
“No one here but the three of us.”
“Do all men name their things?”
“I don’t know about all men,” Jack responded not really wanting to hear about someone else’s cock at this particular moment. “I just thought it appropriate. He’s Mr. Lucky cause he’s found you.”
“And how many other women have you used that line on?
“Just you, my love. Just you.”
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Sto Lat
“Come on, Beverly. You’ve got to be kidding me. It’s our last night of freedom,” Jack continued to complain at Beverly insistence they not spend this night together. “Don’t you want to sow some wild oats or something together one final time?”
“We sowed enough oats last night and I hate to be the one to tell you this, Cowboy, but you lost your freedom the moment you met me,” Beverly stated holding up her left pinky finger to remind him of the initial ring with his J engraved upon it he had given her since their engagement. “You’re wrapped around my little finger, remember?”
“And just what are you, Julie and Nikki doing tonight?”
“I, for one, am going to go out and enjoy my last night of freedom,” she teased as she pushed him out the door of the townhouse. “And I’m telling you now I better not hear about Sku Baby leading you astray tonight. You behave yourself with him.”
“Like there’s anything he and I could do to get in trouble.”
“Just the same,” Beverly firmly stated. “No titty bars, no porn, no strippers at his place and no booze. I don’t want you complaining afterwards that you were mentally incapacitated when we got married.”
“Why don’t you just lock me up in the closet then?”
“Trust me. I’ve considered that option.”
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“Come on, Jack, we could still get a bunch of the guys together,” Jack Skubiel again hounded his friend. “And throw you a bachelor party for the ages.”
“No can do. I promised Beverly,” Jack saluted his boss and best man for the upcoming occasion with the Glenfiddich single malt scotch whiskey Skubiel had bought for the occasion. “In fact, I’m not even supposed to be drinking this.”
“God, I never thought I’d see the day Jack McGill would become so pussy whipped,” Skubiel taunted returning the gesture. “Not even for a woman as fine as Beverly Rakoski.”
“You can call me what you want but I love her,” Jack ignored the insult taking it in the manner it was given. “She seldom asks for anything and this one time I’m going along with what she wants.” He sipped his scotch and grinned. “To a degree.”
“Seriously, you’ve got yourself one hell of a woman,” Skubiel enviously toasted Jack in Beverly’s honor. “I don’t blame you in the least. I’d trade places with you any day.”
“She’s mine, Boss,” Jack clinked the other’s glass. “Now and forever.”
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“Since when does the Beverly Rakoski I know,” Nikki shook her head standing at the bar that same night at Jack and Beverly’s townhouse refreshing her margarita. “Turn down a night out on the town with her friends?”
“Since the day she met Jack McGill.”
“Well, I’ll give you this, Beverly,” Nikki gave up the idea and held her glass aloft in a toast. “You always set your standards high and never settled for second best. You finally found the man of your dreams, and my dreams, too.”
“To the man of Beverly’s dreams,” Julie joined the toast at the same time sneering at Nikki. “He was a long time coming.”
“So, Bev, speaking of cumming, at least tell me this,” Nikki started anew as she sat down next to Beverly on the sofa. “What’s that hunk like in bed?”
“How do I answer a question like that,” Beverly seemed to muse as if trying to find the proper words. “Except to say you’ll never know.”
“That’s no fair. Every chickie pooh at work has at one time or another hit on him and come away empty handed,” Nikki protested as she downed a significant portion of her drink. “Then you come back from Seattle and just like the old days Jack suddenly comes alive and only has eyes for you. Thank God you’re going off the market.”
“Hell, Nikki,” Julie couldn’t help but laugh. “You would’ve scared Jack off even had he had eyes for you. Lucky for him he didn’t.”
“I’d have knocked some of the swagger out of him that’s for sure,” Nikki said with conviction even if she was the only one to think so. “God, even the way he walks turns me on.”
“That swagger, as you call it, is self confidence,” Beverly shared with a quiet confidence of her own. “He’s a man who knows where he’s going and what he wants.” She sipped her drink and smiled. “I’m just glad that what he wants includes me.”
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“You do know, don’t you, that I did everything I could to keep Jack from asking you to be his best man,” Beverly coldly stated in the car to her chauffeur of the day Jack Skubiel on the way to the wedding chapel. “And I usually get my way. Obviously not this time. But I’m warning you now…”
“First of all, I consider your Jack my friend,” Skubiel cut her off without taking his eyes off the road. “And as his mentor I intend to see he goes far with the company. Face the facts, Beverly, I’m going to be around. Why can’t we just forget the past and be friends, too?”
“Because I don’t trust you.”
“Give me time. I’ll grow on you.”
“Don’t count on it.”
They drove silently for the next few miles each lost in their own thoughts. Skubiel wanted to say that had he wanted he’d had ample opportunity to try and wreck their relationship but that thought never entered his head. Whether Beverly believed it or not, he truly considered Jack McGill a friend and the two of them a lucky couple to have found each other. He mentally kicked himself in the ass for having to once again face the repercussions of his past actions. Having made her point, Beverly’s attention returned to this day she had dreamed of since a little girl. There had been points in her life she honestly believed the day would never come. Now that day was here and, Skubiel or not, she was going to live it to its fullest. That is if Skubiel ever got her to the chapel in time. Now they were delayed by a train.
“Relax,” Skubiel broke the silence and took her hand to give it a gentle squeeze. “Ain’t nothing going to happen until you get there. It’s your show.”
“I guess you got a point,” Beverly warmly smiled at her driver. “It is my day, isn’t it?”
“And you do make a beautiful bride,” Skubiel complimented and gave her hand another squeeze. “In fact, I’d say you look like a goddess descended down from her heavenly perch.”
“It’s funny you should say that,” Beverly acknowledged and clasped his hand momentarily. “Jack calls me his Goddess BAR, the BAR being my initials.” She stopped to laugh before continuing. “And in another hour I’ll be his Goddess BAM.”
“Goddess BAR or Goddess BAM, you are beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
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“It’s not often the groom writes the toast to be given the newlyweds by the best man but I must give credit where credit is due,” Jack Skubiel stood in the center of the smallish reception and spoke loud enough for all to quiet down and join him in his salute to Jack and Beverly McGill. The wedding had gone perfect and the reception longer than anticipated. The couple were now anxious to get going on their honeymoon. “Jack told me something last night that inspired me to scrap my prepared remarks and use this.” He paused momentarily to raise his champagne glass. “Sto Lat, which literally means 100 years, is a Polish toast that signifies 100 years of good health for the bride and groom. To Mr. and Mrs. Jack McGill, Sto Lat my friends.”
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“I hate this fog,” Beverly observed for at least the third time in the last half hour. “Maybe we should pull off and wait it out.”
“And that would be sometime tomorrow,” Jack countered his wife for the first time. “For what we’ve already paid the Madonna we’re spending tonight in our room.”
Jack was none too fond of the fog they encountered either but part of Beverly’s dream had been a honeymoon starting at the Madonna Inn in San Luis Obispo and ending in Morro Bay. From past experience they should have known they’d encounter fog this late in the day along the central coast of California but had been too determined to start the honeymoon on the day of the wedding to think of the consequences. The first two nights at the Madonna had been reserved and paid for from almost the moment of their engagement and there was no hope now of slipping that forward one night. They still had the better part of an hour to go before reaching their destination.
Beverly was tired, fidgety and uneasy, but they continued. Jack in an effort to calm her placed his hand on her leg and gently began massaging her thigh. While his touch seemed to relax his wife her leg only served to excite him. He worked his fingers to the hem of the white party type dress Beverly had bought for the occasion and met no objection when he slid the fabric up and began working the insides of her exposed thigh. Little by little Jack inched his fingers upwards still marveling at the smoothness of her skin and the firm tone of her muscles. He briefly thought about going in for the kill right then but repeated the process first on her other leg. He could tell without a doubt where his wife’s mind was and he was surprised she wasn’t already begging.
“Now’s one hell of a time to find you in panties.”
“You shouldn’t be doing that,” Beverly feigned a protest as Jack worked his digits in under the crotch of her panties. “You’ll get too distracted.”
“Just warming you up for later.”
Though not the most coordinated way to play with your new wife’s pussy Jack’s fingers easily found the expected results of his latest endeavor. She was wet without doubt and eagerly accepted his middle finger rubbing up against her clit. She closed her eyes and her head lay back against the seat. The fog no longer existed and her sole world at that moment was centered on what Jack was doing between her legs and underneath her panties. Jack felt her arch her back as her entire body went rigid and then seconds later began convulsing in orgasmic pleasure. Jack was so turned on just knowing what he had done for his wife that he was ready to cum in his pants.
“I was saving this for later as my wedding present to you,” Beverly cooed in his ear after giving herself time to recover. She leaned across the seat while working undone the button and zipper to his shorts. “But after that I think you deserve it now.”
She found Mr. Lucky in the anticipated state of arousal and worked both him and his southerly friends out from Jack’s briefs to begin slowly massaging his balls. She somehow managed to position herself to use the other hand to stroke Mr. Lucky’s shaft. Just when Jack thought he was about to lose control Beverly stopped her handiwork but before his disappointment could fully register Beverly’s head disappeared down to his lap and for the first time he felt her lips and then tongue make contact with his dick. Not once until now had she ever given the slightest indication that she was willing to give him oral sex. His right hand went to the nape of her neck to softly play with her hair as he received his latest thrill of a lifetime. When next he felt her sucking his head into her mouth his natural reaction was to hold her head in place and drive Mr. Lucky into heaven. Jack, true to his nature, though overcame his natural instinct.
“Unless you want a surprise,” Jack a little bit reluctantly pulled Beverly’s head from his lap while he could still barely manage to control himself. “You need to quit.”
“Thank you for thinking of me,” Beverly sincerely commented after slipping Mr. Lucky back under Jack’s underwear and composing herself on the passenger side of the seat. “But I was willing to let it happen had you not stopped me.”
“Oh God, believe me I wanted you to,” Jack admitted still struggling to concentrate on his driving. “But in the back of my head I kept hearing what an old army sergeant of mine once said.”
“And what’s that?”
“He said, and I quote,” Jack answered as he pulled Beverly back under his arm. “You don’t cum in a woman’s mouth without first letting her know what to expect. If you don’t you’re liable to suffer the consequences later.”
“And I take it you’ve always been such a gentleman?”
“Never had the opportunity to find out,” Jack confessed as Beverly somehow knowing that would be the answer maneuvered his hand down to boob level. “Until just a few minutes ago.”
“Well, thank you again,” Beverly said as she reached over to his still aching crotch. “I don’t really know what I’d have done had you did it. Truth be known, I’ve got the worst gag reflex in the world.”
“You were great going as far as you did. I could live with that and not have to wonder about your gag reflex,” Jack offered thinking of how even toothpaste could trigger a similar response from his throat. Before he could compare notes on the subject the Madonna was upon them. “Finally, we’re here.”
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“Will you look at this room?” Beverly marveled as Jack carried her across the threshold. “I can’t believe it.”
“Christ,” Jack exclaimed as he gently put Beverly back on her feet. “It looks like some French whorehouse.”
“And how, sir, would you know what a French whorehouse looks like?”
“What I picture a French whorehouse would look like then,” Jack amended his statement turning and then pulling his wife into his arms. “Mrs. McGill.”
“Now that sounds nice,” Beverly returned her husband’s kiss and looked deep into his eyes. “We really did it. It’s official and I’ve got the document to prove it. I’m Mrs. Jack McGill.”
“Now and forever more.”
“Okay, enough of that,” Beverly broke free and began wandering around her honeymoon surroundings. “Now that’s a nice touch, Mr. McGill.” She stopped when she spotted the flowers on the table across the room. “You think of everything. My favorite, peach colored roses. Thank you.”
“So, where’s this world famous bathtub?”
The Madonna Inn is a legendary theme hotel and a favorite for honeymooners from all over. Some of the more notorious rooms, such as the Caveman room, need to be booked as far as two years in advance. Not wanting to wait two years Beverly and Jack picked what seemed to be the most appropriately themed room available, the Americana with what the Madonna claimed was the longest bathtub in the world. Beverly had to admit, the predominance of red in the design of the velvet wallpaper and the room throughout definitely lent itself to Jack’s perception of a whorehouse. Little did he know she had unwittingly come prepared to play the part of the madam with the pink negligee and mules she had bought at Frederick’s of Hollywood. That would have to wait until tomorrow night. This night was to be the lacey white lingerie of a bride.
“In the bathroom, dummy,” Beverly informed taking Jack by the hand and leading him towards what had to be the bathroom facilities. “Where else do you think?”
“We’re not even married a day and already you’re calling me a dummy.”
“Would you rather it be idiot?”
“Well, it’s long alright,” Jack observed upon seeing the bathtub for the first time. “But tell me this, how we both going to fit in that thing? Call me Dummy or idiot, that thing’s no wider than any other tub.”
“We just gotta use a little imagination, my dear husband,” Beverly smiled and blew him a kiss. “We’ll just sit facing each other.”
“Yeah, but how do we…”
“Never mind. You’ll find out soon enough.”
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“Oh, my God, Nikki was right,” Beverly exclaimed marveling at her husband’s build as he prepared to join her in the bath. Though uninhibited in many ways Beverly herself, once disrobed, was extremely self-conscious about her body. Resultantly, though Jack was just the opposite, she had never closely studied his anatomy when given the chance. “You are one hell of a hunk.”
“Gee, thanks, I guess.”
“I only meant it in the most flattering way,” Beverly smiled watching first his leg and then arm muscles ripple as he lowered himself to the opposite end of the bathtub. “I’ve always known you’re firm and strong and, though you’re no Arnold, thank God,” she laughed. “What is it you men say? You’re built like a brick shithouse.”
“Just trying to keep pace with my wife.”
“Like I can compete with that,” she crooked her arm as if to show off her in comparison non-existent biceps. “I just never realized what a stud I got.”
“Studs aren’t necessarily known for their arm strength,” Jack reached forward and easily pulled Beverly forward legs straddling his and her torso in towards his groin. He then lowered her hand into the water where she gladly took possession of her Mr. Lucky. “Back in Texas, ma’am, studs are more known for what they pack here between their legs.”
“And this truly is one amazing muscle. That I do know for a fact,” Beverly smiled devilishly as

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The Legend of Aardvak By Donna Allyson (c) 2004 Prelude True magic by definition is the unexplained movement or changing of animate or inanimate material objects or the appearance or disappearance of the same usually by either the sheer will of a person or other living creature with or without the help of some material object which is possessed with a certain unexplained power. In either case magic usually defies the laws of nature and or physics. Magic at one time was accepted...

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The Legend Of Lady Petrova

Suddenly all the lights went out in the house and the girls broke out in fits of fake screams and laughter. I didn’t join in for either. Instead, I decided to sneak out for a quick cig, hoping to skip a round of the silly game we were playing.Okay, the whole sexy-scary Halloween truth or dare was originally my idea, but I wasn’t planning on playing it with this bunch. I even wrote most of the provoking questions. The ultimate idea was that it would lead to us hooking up with the guys - that’s...

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The Legend of Cindy

The Legend of Cindy By Eve Smith The trip had been most uneventful, just as I had wanted it. In fact the plane journey had been very boring. I was not used to travelling economy and the cramped seats were dreadful. The disguise had been perfect and getting through Passport control at Heathrow had been easy. My fake Passport had cost a fortune but was well worth the investment. Even the normally security conscious Americans had not queried my identity and now I was in my hire car...

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The Legend of Super Dick Nastyjournal entry 1

It all started in 2008 when I hired my favorite #Pornstar when she visited atl..I'll just say her name started with a R she was retired She was retired by now but was in Atlanta escorting I had my street money up so I called her and set everything up for the following night Her fee was $500 a hour which was not a problem for me I had spent more on my fantasies before....so i spent the whole entire day watching Films I took the day off smoking and I stroked out to her several times this was...

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The life and legend of Bryan Ramirez chapter 1

The life and legend of Bryan Ramirez Melody was every boys dream girl. She has long blonde hair, d cup tits, a well rounded ass, and curves in all the right places. EVERYONE LOVED HER! She always had a group of girls surrounding her, mostly the cheer girls since she is cheer captain. She never had a boyfriend, not because no one liked her, but because boys were too shy to ask her out. One of the reasons everyone likes her, is because she's...

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Tales From Mist WorldChapter 19 The Launch of a Legend and a Legendary Launch

Jake spent the two hours until the officers call with Catherine and her aunt and uncle. The four of them lounged in the Captains sitting room. Catherine had replaced the rotted furniture in the day room with furniture from the Val. This room was even larger than the one on the Val. It now contained two full sized couches and two love seats. As well as four large winged back chairs. Along the wall leading to the hallway stretched a bench with tables that folded out of the wall. The room was...

4 years ago
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Numchucks The Legend Ch 01

Numchucks, The Legend (A true story of a Black Labrador Retriever) Introduction: Old Yeller, Benji, Rin Tin Tin, Lassie, Beatoven, Snoopy and so many other Dogs noted from television and movies are famous. But the real heroes are the rescue Dogs that go into a burning fire and retrieve someone from its flames or notify the proper fire and rescue personal that someone is still trapped inside and where. Or the seeing eye dog that has a daily duty of being someone’s eyes. The winner’s of...

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SKIN DEEP Urban Legend Chapter 2 Mikes Adventure Begins

SKIN DEEP - Urban Legend Chapter Two: Mike's Adventure Begins by Mark McDonald At some point Gary left my side. The shakes were under control but I wasn't feeling well. I was sitting on a small stack of phone directories. They still made them in limited supply for folks who couldn't use or didn't have in-house State Comp-Nets. My clothes were very uncomfortable I had to pee and the bathrooms were locked. I couldn't just go outside and hang it over the rail now. Life had...

2 years ago
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Legend Of Zelda A Link To Womanhood Part 2

Back by popular demand, The Legend Of Zelda: A Link To Womanhood. While staying home from work due to having the flu, I decided to rewrite much of this episode, and begin posting my stories on FM again. Please remember, I write this story with poetic license. I never meant for people to argue about this story as they began doing shortly after I posted the first chapter. This is merely a mixture of many different components of the Zelda universe. Also, against many suggestions, I have...

3 years ago
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Legend of Zelda The Gerudo Mask

Ever wondered what would have happened if there had been a Gerudo Mask in Majora's Mask? Well here's what could have happened with a twist at the end. Note: This story takes place during the Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask Legend of Zelda: The Gerudo Mask Link reached down into the Gerudo pirate treasure chest and withdrew a mask. The mask had the tanned look of Gerudo skin and was carved in a rough representation of a Gerudo. Putting the mask in his apparently bottomless bag he...

4 years ago
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Mountain Legend

Four men are hiking the Appalachian Trail through North Carolina when they stumble across a strange Cave. Life changes for all 4, but one in particular must face an uncontrollable desire. If you're looking for lots of sex, this isn't the story for you. There is some, but I tried to concentrate on the main character's experience. Chapter 1 We had been on the trial for almost 2 days now, and overall it was turning out to be everything I had always dreamed of. Hiking...

3 years ago
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Legacy of a LegendChapter 50

It was nice to be in Markarth and not be hiding from anyone. As we entered Vlindrel Hall, I was surprised to find two people already present. “Argis, Annekke, I wasn’t expecting to find you here. Is everything all right?” “Oh, welcome home! Yes, everything is fine. Gildan is still at Sky Haven Temple with Esbern. Her mother was part of the Blades in Morrowind, and they’re discussing recruiting as well as tactics for the future. I think they’re figuring out how to ... well, how to adequately...

1 year ago
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Legend of the Sexual Sage

Mark sighed as he breathed in the smell of his rusty gear as he strapped it on, his line shooter being the only piece of new equipment as it was his literal life line down in the labyrinth. Even his enchanted sword and shield had been repaired repeatedly with different metals giving them a distinct look earning him the name of Rusty. As he picked up his back pack he looked around his barely decorated apartment checking to see if he had left anything valuable out even if the gang of robbers had...

Fantasy
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All For My Goddess

special thanks to My Goddess @deegenerate for editing this for me and encurageing me to post this After laying out a blanket for goddess and get her laying out under the stars, I go get her some wine, and when I return she is laying knees bent, legs spread, rubbing her already soaked pussy. Taking her wine glass form me, she says, "Take me." I dive right in and start licking up all her juices, making me so hard. I finger her hole and nibble her clit. She is getting close, then she grabs my...

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Goddess Phyllis

Goddess Phyllis Goddess Phyllis  I remembered that face as soon as I saw her. Phyllis?s younger sister. I had been jerking off to her, Phyllis and their mother, Elly, since I was a teenager. I always imagined that Elly, starting at a very young age, taught her girls all about the power of sex and the pussy. How to use both to get anything you want. How to seduce a woman or man. I never imagined that all that was true, and then some. So, thirty years later, here I was with Karen,...

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Boris meets Goddess Persephone

And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...

4 years ago
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Repaying a Debt to Goddess Danielle

REPAYING A DEBT TO GODDESS DANIELLEI live on a very large and secluded estate in Costa Rica, though I can't say that my life is easy, or that I'm sitting in the sun sipping a tall cool drink.  Quite the opposite actually. I had run afoul of the IRS and was $200,000 in tax debt. I was facing heavy fines and probable jail time which I was not prepared to serve. The only choice I felt I had was to call and ask a very wealthy acquaintance named Danielle, living in Costa Rica for help. I explained...

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Repaying a Debt to Goddess Danielle

I had been acquainted with Danielle through an ex girlfriend of mine for 3 years, but we were never close friends, but kept in touch and occasionally got together when she visited Los Angeles. She is extremely wealthy after inheriting over a billion dollars of family assets. Danielle is 31, dark haired and very curvy with beautiful facial features, a stunning ass and large natural breasts. Danielle is also a lesbian with multiple lovers whom she flies down to visit her or employs on her...

2 years ago
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Goddess Terries Tea Party

Goddess Terrie’s Tea PartyI can tell by the way she is humming Goddess is in an exceptionally good mood.  She smiles at me as I arrive home from various errands she sent me out to accomplish.  She walks over to me – one hand cups my crotch as she squeezes my balls through the fabric of my pants while the fingers of her other hand frame my chin as she gazes into my face.  She smiles as she feels my cock swell and grow responding to the ministrations my testicles are experiencing.  She leans and...

2 years ago
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Goddess

Goddess By Robyn "All praise be to the goddess, now and forever..." "Amen..." It was the normal mid-day ritual at the monastery of Zurcam. As monks, we practiced an acute form of asceticism to the high goddess of love and virtue. The function of the mid-day ritual was to calm our hearts and prepare our minds for meditation on her holiness. For many of us, the ritual did not serve its function today. Today was a special day in the monastery. Today was the Feast of Eros!...

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Greek Goddess

Greek Goddess (MtF TG, Goddess TF) By FoxFaceStories A Commission for aabcehm Part One: The Goddess Bathing Peter Skale was enjoying a trek through the forest, listening to the sights and sounds of nature all around him. A beautiful doe shifted to his right, flitting away at the slightest hint of his movement. He smiled, but it was the call of a nearby wood thrush that captured his attention. In his opinion as an amateur birdwatcher, the wood thrush had the most beautiful bird...

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Goddess and Axe Spanking

Goddess was working while Axe was home alone and bored to tears. He turned on the laptop to sync his work “outlook” with their combined calendar. He scanned the page she had up on the screen. When he saw her favorite chat sites listed he was stunned. He looked at one site and couldn’t believe his eyes. He moved the cursor and clicked on the site. Within a moment he was in a ‘spanking’ room, feeling confused and shocked. The host seemed to be personable, as she asked his ASL and welcomed him....

4 years ago
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Meddling Goddess

This is something of an experiment in trying to write a supernatural story, hope you enjoy it. Meddling Goddess. by Trish. Having slipped away from the playful family entourage the entity know as the Goddess was bored and looking for mortal entertainment. She liked watching them, and although it was much harder now that machines also inhabited the material plain when the opportunity...

2 years ago
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Goddess

"Goddess" A Short StoryBy Gentile---------"From Dallas, Texas, the flash apparently official. President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. Central Standard Time, 2 o'clock Eastern Standard Time, some 38 minutes ago."---------He'd submitted his short story to her. No request for a picture. No request for the compulsory autograph. He'd not sullied his correspondence with such request. Just the manuscript he'd labored on in a plain manila envelope. He'd expected no response. The sending of "Goddess" was his...

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Goddess Anuns slave camp

Goddess Anun’s slave camp Part one – Abduction in Pattaya As Simon’s taxi ate down the miles from Bangkok to the coastal resort of Pattaya the hypnotic wheel vibrations were making him drowsy. He was not sorry to be leaving the Big Mango (Bangkok); the city was polluted to the point where the traffic fumes made you catch your breath and your throat sore. However, that aside, he had enjoyed the incredible variety of food in the city and the Grand Palace was well worth seeing. He also couldn’t...

3 years ago
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Finding the inner goddess

Finding the inner goddess tg. (Disclaimer: this story contains male-to-female tf, some heavy sexual themes and graphic descriptions of genitalia. Don't read if this offends you.) "You should've seen her. She had great tits, and an ass to match. You listening?" a voice cut through the crowded din of the bar. "Huh?" Rick almost coughed up the beer he'd been drinking as he turned to the workmate who'd broken his concentration. "Linda. The girl Thomas was out with last...

3 years ago
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In the Service of the Goddess

In The Service of the Goddess By Siobhan "Stephanie dear, hurry up or you'll be late for school!" My mother called from the bottom of the stairs. I sighed deeply as I quickly blew out the candle I was using as part of my morning meditation. "Yes Mother, I'm coming!" I answered as I quickly checked myself over in my full-length mirror. I made a couple of final touch-ups to my hair with my brush and then grabbed my school bag off my desk and headed down to where my mother...

2 years ago
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Goddess Rhiannon

Goddess Rhiannon By Wholeman Direction The first part of this story is narrated as if from an outside observer. The next chapters are from the viewpoints of the indicated person. Collusion - Narrator "Hello?" Rhiannon said into the receiver of her cell phone. "Rhiannon, it's Dawn. We have this year's candidate. Where and when can we meet to discuss things?" Dawn Whitham asked. "I'm in the middle of teaching a class right now. I'll stop by your tattoo parlor on my way...

2 years ago
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Goddess Worship

Goddess Worship (Fm, Femdom, TV, SM, Watersports) By plugged_tv Warning: This file contains depictions of adult sexual situations, including sex, and bondage. If it is illegal for you to view this subject matter, or if you are under the age of 18 please do not view this file. If you find these situations unpleasant or offensive please do not view this file. The author takes no responsibility for any illegalities arising from the viewing of this file. The author retains...

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A Goddess Wants Part 2

Jae laid on her bed, her good boy's orgasm plastered all across her stomach. Her fingers played in the creamy warm seed, tracing lines in the cream and rubbing it all over. But her eyes never once left her good boy. In fact, her eyes went from loving, nurturing, and warm to bedroom eyes with a purpose."You disobeyed my rules," she said firmly."I know, my goddess," he said softly."You realize you have to make this up to your goddess?"He nodded solemnly.Jae sat up, cum still all over her mostly...

Femdom
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Goddess introduces a friend into the bedroom

In a previous story we found Goddess and her Master discovering new experiences with a willing participant which was all engineered and planned by the Master. But this time Goddess has her turn, orchestrating a novel homecoming for her man, returning after 6 months at sea. The Master had a long but very tough summer sailing in the Mediterranean. The winds were strong and on the bow for most of the time. It had been frustrating taking shelter for days on end. He had started to feel the effects...

Threesomes
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The Legend Of Captain Kelly Part 4 Conclusion

It had been almost a year since I became Christine's captive. I can honestly say that description for me had changed. I and many others considered me to be Christine's wife. Before departing, Christine finally told me the story of sweet Annalise. I was almost as heartbroken as Christine after hearing the tale. Having been in that position, I probably would have succumbed to Christine's charms just as quickly as she had.It had been two months since the Crimson Orchid finished her repairs to set...

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The Legend Of Adams Yew

It was around half-past-eleven as Judith left her cottage and set off for the church. The full moon shone brightly in the cloudless sky, and she had no difficulty in finding her way. For reasons no-one could quite remember, the church was situated on a small hill well outside the village itself, and the last part of the journey took her down a narrow lane overshadowed by high hedges of blackthorn. She tried to ignore the strange rustlings and squeaks in the undergrowth, although the loud...

Mind Control
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Brigit Part 01 I meet the Goddess Brigit

Brigit Part 01***********************************************************Copyright Oggbashan June 2004The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.********************************************************** BRIGITI was driving to my cold lonely...

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The Legend of the Medallion of Zulo

The Legend of the Medallion of Zulo By Ellie of Dauber (c) 2003 A little something I found doing research. From _Gruswald's Encyclopedia of the Occult_ volume 11, Ly-Mor (Isham Gruswald; Oxford, England; Oxford University Press; 1964) MEDALLION OF ZULO: One of a set of an estimated fifty transformative devices created for self-defense by the M'barduu tribe of Central Africa in the ninth century. The expanding Islamic empire of Timbuktu began to encroach on M'barduu...

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John And The Goddess

He watched with trepidation as she fiddled with the last morsel of her dessert. It was almost a cliché; a cherry, as red as her painted lips, and a perfect match for her striking dress. She twirled the ripened fruit on its stem, and placed it between her teeth. Her amused eyes were on his, gauging his reactions, as she bit through the skin, making him wince.His anticipation had been growing ever since they had arrived. Admiring glances had been cast toward the beautiful woman in the stunning...

Strap-On Sex
2 years ago
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Blessings of the Goddess

I'd originally intended to make this story a lot shorter, but after several problems at the start, the story just seemed to demand being made longer. I know that even more could be added at the end, but I decided to leave it where it was for now. Blessings of the Goddess By Morpheus Larry jangled the set of keys in his hand, carefully examining the old door in front of him, particularly the rusty padlock. Obviously not many people had been through there in awhile, which made...

3 years ago
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league of legends

Hi this is not a story but i had an idea i am 21 an bisexuali love shemales and i play league of legends on eune server why dont we add each other and play and chat ;-)So you know if you like shemales or guys or you are a foot fetish lover and you play games lets add each other Please DO NOT send me friend request if you are u******e.Hi this is not a story but i had an idea i am 21 an bisexuali love shemales and i play league of legends on eune server why dont we add each other and play and...

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Goddess

“From Dallas, Texas, the flash apparently official, President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. Central Standard Time, 2 o’clock Eastern Standard Time, some 38 minutes ago.” He’d submitted his short story to her. No request for a picture. No request for the compulsory autograph. He’d not sullied his correspondence with such. Just the manuscript he’d labored on in a plain manila envelope. He’d expected no response. The sending of “Goddess” was his reward. It took all he had to drop the envelope in the...

3 years ago
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SKIN DEEP Urban Legend Chapter Eight And In The End

SKIN DEEP - Urban Legend Chapter Eight: And In The End by Mark McDonald I can't remember the atmosphere in the warehouse. I was rung out like an old dishtowel. My breath came in shuddering gasps and I was weeping uncontrollably. I have a dim memory winding my way in among the boxes and racks of clothes as we had done just two nights ago when I was a different person. That night I had wanted only to return to the life that had been stolen from me. This night, I was already...

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The World of Erasthay the Son of LustChapter 42 The Goddessrsquos Perilous Offer

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Drakin Castle, the Haunted Forest Fear poured through my body as I faced Throwia. The Goddess of Strife and Suffering sauntered forward, her large breasts...

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The Rise Of The Futa Goddess

In an undisclosed part of the world a Goddess sat upon a throne shimmering with flawless golden tan skin with flowing ravenous red hair and built as the Goddess traced her hand down her tight stomach feeling the muscles sending shivers down to her thighs while the camera began to pan down to a golden tan rock-hard cock with pulsating veins while her cunt glistened with her slick womanly fluids… Where do I begin some say the Beginning is always a good place to start so where do I begin…? My name...

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The Serpent and the Goddess

Asiara grinned to hear the clank of her body guards’ armor as they marched beside her. They had all insisted on coming to this parlay fully armed in their thick suits of metallic scales and face covering helms, but as they walked through the rapidly approaching dusk, she couldn’t help but think that it far too warm and pleasant an evening to be trapped within such restrictive armor. Of course, on one hand, she could hardly blame them – they were about to walk into an enemy camp, enter the...

3 years ago
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The Goddess the Eunuch and the Harem

The Goddess, the Eunuch, and the Harem A cruel prince made a mistake when, Naively, he let a goddess, Dressed in nothing but a headdress, Join his harem, that she, his sin Against his women, could avenge. Many times, one might imagine, He regretted his decision, For, by it, he was sorely singed! She was beautiful, and, in truth, The prince, a jealous youth, proclaimed: "He who cuckolds me, and my name Taints, shall be repaid, tooth for tooth And eye for eye; those who defy My...

3 years ago
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The Goddess and the Bet

One night, we are out for an evening on the town. After a few drinks, we decide to have a little competition and bet between a game of darts, shuffleboard and pool. We decide the winnder of the bet gets to pick something they want for the evening and the other has to agree no matter what. It sounds fun and intriguing as we go forward. The first game is shuffleboard and neither of us is great at it but I’m able to squeak out a win and when it goes to darts, we play for a while and neither of us...

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Submissive Cum Laude Chapter 2 Goddess Brianna

It had been a few weeks since he and Bethany stopped seeing each other. They'd had many hot sessions together over the course of several months before parting amicably. Bethany had taken an interest in another submissive. While Alex missed the touch and taste of his first Femdom girlfriend, he didn't want to be clingy or get in the way of her fun. Besides, Alex was as eager to submit to other women as she was to dominate other men. Now that he had some experience in BDSM relationships, Alex...

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