Brendan and Tim
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"This is nice," Mr. Reiser decided and I sighed in agreement.
He knelt by a large bathtub, just off his bedroom in the master bath, and I was soaking in it, naked and enjoying the steaming water that surrounded me up to my budding breasts. It was a generous tub, the entire bath and the house around it was splendid and altogether too much for one man living alone, I thought.
Mr. Reiser was washing me slowly, cupping water and letting it dribble onto my shoulders. He enjoyed looking at me, seeing my black body contrasted upon that white porcelain. I looked even darker than I really was probably, and Mr. Reiser was naked as well, his firm white body damp and pink now in the humid air. His cock was hard, but he ignored it, just as we ignored mine, distorted but visible through the water.
The hour was late by then, very late and I should have been tired, but I wasn't. I was home, in my new home, and my Master was bathing me, getting me ready for his bed. It was a luxury and I savored every moment of it. His hands caressed me, using a thin bar of white soap over my black skin. We moved slowly and I felt his hands on my nipples, which were aching and long, but the surrounding flesh altogether too flat.
"I'm going to get you perfect breasts, Dani." Mr. Reiser repeated what he'd said earlier, "Beautiful black tits to go with your pretty black cock. Not too big, but enough, will you like that?"
"Yes sir." I smiled and watched his fingers rubbing my nipples, making small circles over those burning nubs so that I arched my back, wanting more.
"Maybe pierce those nipples of yours too," he chuckled softly, "Make it easier to give them a little tug now and then."
"Ohhh ... Mmmm..." I nodded as Mr. Reiser pinched them hard, pulling my nipples out and it hurt, but it felt good too and I didn't mind it at all.
"Tell me why you're a sissy little girl now. I'm curious," Mr. Reiser said. "Your father doesn't strike me as the kind of man who would let his son grow up to be a faggot."
"A faggot?" I giggled.
"Isn't that what you are?"
"I think I'm a girl," I said. "But I guess I am, yeah ... A faggot. It sounds funny."
"Nobody ever called you that?" he wondered.
"No, not to my face," I shrugged. "I went to a girl's school, so ... I don't know, they called me other names."
"White girls?"
"Yeah." I bit my lip.
"So why are you a girl then?" Mr. Reiser was moving his hands under the water, feeling my tummy, my waist and hips, down to my thighs.
"My mom wanted a girl," I said and then laughed. "More than my dad wanted a boy, I guess. I was always a girl, ever since I can remember."
"Growing up in dresses? Playing with dolls?" He stroked the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs apart under the hot water.
"Yeah ... Like that," I nodded, leaning back and closing my eyes because it felt so good being touched that way.
"Did they tell you that you weren't really a girl?"
"Um..." I smiled, " ... I sorta figured it out by myself, it wasn't like they could keep it a secret."
"I suppose not," Mr. Reiser chuckled and he found my small balls, cupping them gently, rolling them so that I squirmed with pleasure.
"It was confusing and I cried for awhile. I was mad, a little."
"For being a girl?" he asked me. "Or being a boy?"
"Being a boy," I said. "I wanted to be a girl. I was happy like that."
"And your dad, he never tried to talk you out of it?"
"Daddy?" I giggled and sighed. "No, he loves me. He calls me Princess and teases me about getting a boyfriend."
"Hmph," Mr. Reiser nodded.
"Did you mean what you said, that my dad was going to get the promotion no matter what we did?"
"Yeah, of course," Mr. Reiser said. "Fucking you won't make the company more profitable."
"Huh?" I laughed.
"I need the best man for the job, not the man with the prettiest son," Mr. Reiser shrugged. "It was just a good excuse to meet you."
"You could have just taken me though."
"I could have, but it wouldn't have made any of us happy," he told me. "This way you're happy and your father knows I didn't force you to come with me."
"What if I didn't like you?" I asked, teasing him a little as he found my small penis and he was playing with it, pulling the foreskin back and playing his thumb over the tip.
"I'd have come back for you," he said. "In a month or two, I'd have taken you then."
"Even if it didn't make us happy?" I wondered.
"Yeah, even if it didn't," he agreed. "I wouldn't be able to help myself."
"Do you want to fuck me now?" I whispered, because I wanted him to.
"I want to take you to bed." He smiled and he let me go, reaching for a towel. "Stand up."
Mr. Reiser stayed on his knees as I stood in front of him, and he dried me gently with a warm soft towel, moving up and down my legs, over my body and down my arms. He dried me everywhere while I watched him and he was enjoying this a lot, taking care of me. I liked it too and my girly cock was standing out straight and hard from my body as he let the towel go and moved his bare hands up my legs and around my thighs to my ass.
"You're so beautiful, Dani," he breathed and I drew a sharp breath as Mr. Reiser leaned forward, taking my penis into his hot wet mouth.
"Ohhh ... Ummm..." I shivered with unexpected pleasure as my cock seemed to swell even more.
He was sucking on it lightly, gently and the man's mouth was incredibly soft. I could feel his tongue on me, moving around and exploring my penis everywhere. I wasn't very large, maybe five inches long at the most and probably no bigger around than a man's thumb, and Mr. Reiser took all of me into his mouth easily, keeping me there while he breathed through his nose. His hands were all over my small black ass, kneading my flesh and pulling my cheeks apart so his fingertips could play at my tight anus. It felt good, all of it and I was moaning softly, my fingers in his hair as I moved my hips. I had to move, it was the best feeling in the world and I felt like I might lose my balance any moment.
I'd never gotten a blowjob in my life and this first time was intense. My cockhead was fully out of the foreskin and it felt so sensitive like that, it made me jerk and stand on my tip-toes from time to time as it felt almost painful if Mr. Reiser's tongue found the right places to lick and tickle me. He was sucking me wonderfully, delightfully and I wondered if he hadn't had a sissy slave before me. He must have owned some slaves before, otherwise he wouldn't have been a member of that club, I thought. It made me feel just a little jealous for some childish reason, knowing I wasn't his first, but he was mine now and that drove all my unreasonable doubts away completely.
Mr. Reiser pushed a finger into my wet asshole slowly. I was still moist from my bath and still a little loose and very tender from our earlier fuck, but I didn't complain. It felt good more than it hurt and I gasped as he held his long middle finger inside me deep, touching something soft and hidden inside me and I blinked rapidly, my heart pounding with excitement. The man hadn't been sucking me very long, but I was going to cum. He was making me feel special and all of my senses were reeling with the stimulation of his mouth working my girl cock eagerly, and his finger was fucking my asshole like a dream as I squeezed those delicate muscles around it.
"Oh ... P-Please..." I gasped and I went tense all over, digging my fingers into his scalp and pushing against his face with my pelvis.
I was already as far into his mouth as I could get, but I wanted him to suck all of me, my whole body it seemed. I could feel the faint roughness of his five o'clock shadow, the stubble of a long day's growth, like sandpaper on my smooth skin and I loved that feeling. I loved the way his sandy hair felt under my hands, so different than my African hair. His was soft and silky, mine coarse and wiry. And his skin so light and pink as he was flushed with desire for me. My Master was on his knees, sucking my cock, making me feel good and I was cumming hard into his mouth.
I sagged, literally, and only Mr. Reiser's strong arms kept me from falling on my butt. My cock spasmed and the experience was intense, better than any orgasm I'd ever had, I thought. I was cumming for him and the man was swallowing my semen easily, not spilling any of it as he continued to treat my penis with his tongue, swallowing thickly with the tip of my penis very nearly at the entrance to Mr. Reiser's throat, but not quite. I wasn't that big and maybe that made it really good for him, I didn't know, but it was nice for me. Incredibly nice and I hoped we'd be doing that a lot.
Mr. Reiser kept my cock in his mouth until it softened and he let it go with a soft wet plop, licking his lips and kissing my thighs and tummy, working his way up slowly until he could kiss my lips. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I groaned, taking it happily and sucking it, playing against it with my own. I loved kissing him and he picked me up while we did it, carrying me to his bed finally.
I wondered if he wanted me to suck him too then. I hoped so and I wanted to try it. I wanted to make him feel good and learn how to do the things Mr. Reiser liked, but he wanted to make love to me. He reached for his nightstand, finding some lubricant, telling me this would make it feel a lot better for me.
He had me on my back and told me to lift my knees, to pull my legs up and expose my asshole for him. He was putting the KY Jelly on my anus and working it inside me gently with his fingers, a lot of it, I thought, and it was cool and slippery, but not unpleasant. Mr. Reiser was able to work two fingers into my ass and pump them in and out slowly while I held myself open, my knees up near my flat chest with my arms beneath them. I just watched and smiled and waited patiently and after several moments of that, my Master decided I was ready and he spilled some of the lubricant onto his cock, which was very large by then. It looked huge, even bigger than I remembered from the first time we'd made love, and I couldn't believe that long thick cock had really fit inside me.
"Give me your legs now, up high over my shoulders..." Mr. Reiser told me, getting me the way he wanted. "This is how I love to fuck you the most, just like this."
"Yeah ... Me too, I think..." I nodded, trying to breathe and relax and knowing my sore little ass was wide open and vulnerable and ready for his cock.
He had me pinned to his bed, with my legs over his shoulders, my hands behind his neck. Mr. Reiser rolled my ass up and his cock was right there, the smooth head of it pressing against my asshole naturally as he pushed forward. He didn't even have to guide himself inside, I was loose and slick with the KY and his cock was a hot slippery shaft ready to impale me. He pushed into me slowly and I opened right up for him, my boy pussy taking the man like the cunt I wished I had right then. I felt hardly any pain at all, nothing of the sharp burning I'd felt the first time he made love to me, just a dull cramp sort of sensation and that was nothing compared to how good it felt being filled with my Master's penis.
"Mmmm ... Nice and tight, Danielle," Mr. Reiser smiled, looking down at me as he fucked his cock in and out slowly, working it a little deeper each time and I was nodding, liking that name a lot.
"Fuck me ... Please, God ... Fuck me hard, okay?" I was making love for only the second time in my life, but I knew I was born for it. I loved sex. I loved fucking, and most of all I loved fucking him.
"I will ... Let me get you ready first..." he told me, leaning down and kissing me as I lifted my head off the bed to meet him.
My cock was trapped beneath Mr. Reiser's softly furred stomach as he sank completely inside me, his cock finding the bottom of my ass, stretching me in places I hadn't felt him before and that made me wince, but I liked it too. I loved feeling his big white body covering mine, his strength and weight and the way I couldn't move. I couldn't refuse him or get away. I was powerless. I was his slave and he was fucking me the way Mr. Reiser wanted to. The way I wanted him to.
"Ready ... I'm going to fuck you now ... Fuck that sweet little ass of yours ... Fuck..." Mr. Reiser was smiling and doing exactly as he promised, driving his cock inside me hard.
The bed bounced and creaked, the headboard banging against the wall as he'd pull almost completely out of my ass and then drive his cock all the way inside, over and over, stretching my ass and making me groan as it felt delicious. His cock riding my clasping anus, my tight hot rectum struggling to hold the man inside me, or push him out, or do both. I was smiling and panting and clutching at the man's skin as he grew sticky with sweat. It was hot in that room suddenly and my body was burning up. My tummy fluttered and my head burned with a fever. I didn't know what any of that was, it was kind of like an orgasm but different. My penis wasn't hard anyway, but I still felt so good all over. I wanted him to fuck me forever.
"I'm cumming ... Take it ... Fuck, negra bitch ... Take my cum in your cunt, boy ... Fuck!" Mr. Reiser groaned loudly, pushing hard into me one last time and then dropping his mouth onto mine, kissing me almost desperately as his cock ejaculated hot thick sperm into my ass.
I was trembling, feeling my body being split by that penis inside me, Mr. Reiser's hot cum soaking my rectum, filling me with his warmth. He was kissing me all the while and I held him tight, feeling almost like I'd had an orgasm as well, that same sense of euphoria making me swoon and giggle when the man lifted his lips from mine, both of us breathing hard and he wasn't pulling his cock out of me, not at all. We just moved slowly, keeping him there until I was on my side and Mr. Reiser was behind me, spooning me in the warmth of his damp bed.
He fucked me again, but slowly, hardly moving at all at times, and just holding my back to his chest, kissing my hair and neck and cheeks while his fingers played with my nipples or sometimes my penis. He had me hard, while he made love to me, Mr. Reiser stroked my girl cock until I was hard and aching and he brought me off that way, letting me cum in his gentle hand while we kissed. I was so tired after that and the man didn't keep me awake, but let me sleep finally, happy and content to feel him still inside me.
"Ah, here she is now," my daddy said as I walked carefully down the stairs and I'd been pacing for fifteen minutes, so I'd at least grown accustomed to the three inch heels on those ankle boots. "Good," a white man I assumed to be Mr. Reiser answered, but he didn't look anything like I expected. He wasn't especially old, or fat or bald, or anything like that. He seemed about the same age as my father, I supposed, like forty maybe, but tall and handsome, actually, with sandy hair and...
"Do I still have to go to school?" I wondered. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us. We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo...
Joshua C. Hathaway had been a general in the War of Southern Independence and for the second time in that city's history, Chicago had burned to the ground. He'd called it payback for what Sherman had done to his beloved Atlanta during the War of Northern Aggression and so there were a lot of schools named after the man, including the one I was now attending. Hathaway High, which was a segregated school for black students only, for freeborn kids mostly, or those few slaves who wanted to go...
"Thank you, Mercy," I said, smiling and fidgeting in my seat as the woman served our dinner. She'd prepared a chicken breast, broiled I think, but I have to confess I've never been much good in the kitchen. Mercy was an excellent, however, and she was Mr. Reiser's housekeeper and cook, although only for dinner. He didn't require her to make breakfast and usually had lunch at the office, and on the weekends he liked to fend for himself. Of course, Mr. Reiser had me now and I wouldn't...
My second visit to the Owner's Club was much different from my first, mostly because I felt much more relaxed, much more confident in myself. I'd repaired my makeup in the car and it hadn't been so bad, just my lipstick had been terribly smeared from sucking Mr. Reiser's cock and then kissing him hard. I fixed it and brushed my hair. My only complaint was the semen trickling from my asshole as I walked into the plantation house, but I have to say I enjoyed the sensation of my rectum...
"Dani?" My mother blinked at me and then smiled happily, taking me into her arms. I hadn't told my parents that Mr. Reiser was allowing me to visit them every Sunday afternoon. I'd driven to their house shortly after lunch and I could stay until six or so before I returned to have supper with my Master. "Hi Mom." I smiled back as we embraced. She wanted to feel me all over, as if I might be injured, or just a mirage possibly. "Are you okay? How are you? Oh ... Come in! Ben! Dani's...
"Count backwards slowly," the man said from behind his green surgical mask. The cool air smelled funny. "... 100... 99... 98..." "... 98... 97... 90 ... Mmmm..." I awoke sometime later, wrapped up in warm sheets and feeling fuzzy all over. It seemed so quiet in that room, a yellow room, sunshine yellow and pleasant and I didn't want to move. I couldn't move and I had to find my way through a soft fog to remember where I was and what I was doing. I wondered where my Master was,...
"What's wrong with you?" I asked my best friend, Sarah, taking a seat next to her in the cafeteria. "Oh. Hey, Dani." She was a pretty girl and black, like all my classmates. Sarah might have been slaveborn, but she was smart as well, which explained why her master sent her to Hathaway High School, and college after that, I was sure. She had a head for numbers and besides fucking her, Sarah's owner was going to make the girl one of his accountants at some business he owned. Or maybe...
"What is you doin' in here, girl?" Mercy asked me in her lyrical voice, frowning as I picked up a peeler and started skinning potatoes. "Cooking." I smiled at her. She was preparing some stuffing for the chicken sitting near a big roasting pan. "No, you aint. Put them taters down and gone take a bath." She leaned close, wrinkling her nose at me. "You smell like finger puddin'." "I do not!" I laughed at her. "I'll take a bath later. I've got time." "Hmph." She shook her...
"Well?" Sarah asked me as soon as I picked her up on the way to school. "Yeah. I can go." I'd thought about teasing her, but I was kind of tired. Mr. Reiser had kept me up late, but I wasn't going to complain about that. Plus, I knew that new houseboy would be there when I got home and I'd have that thought nagging at me all day long. "Really?" Sarah widened her eyes and I nodded. "That's so cool. You have the best master ever, I bet. What did he say?" So I relived that whole...
I was still in the tub when Mr. Reiser arrived home, the water tepid at best and hardly soothing, but I didn't want to move. I half expected my Master to be angry with me, but Mercy hadn't told him about my behavior yet and so I suspected that she never would. It was an affair between slaves, as some things inevitably are, and there was no need to involve Mr. Reiser. Mercy probably thought he would notice my unfriendly attitude towards Tom Henry soon enough anyway, without any help from...
"He's going to sell me," I said. "Mayhaps he will, mayhaps he won't." Mercy shrugged. "Eat your breakfast now." "What are they doing in there anyway?" I frowned, looking at the door. Beyond it, around the corner, Mr. Reiser sat in his study with his new slaves, Tom Henry and Lilah. "Suh's introducing hisself, I spose, like a genuine person oughtta," Mercy clucked her tongue and I nibbled some toast. Mercy was getting on me of course, first for the way I'd treated Tom Henry...
"Where's Lilah?" Mr. Reiser asked me as I appeared in the kitchen doorway. We were getting ready to have lunch, all of us together. The other slaves wouldn't eat dinner at our Master's table, but on weekends he took his lunch in the kitchen and enjoyed the casual company. "He's coming." I giggled and my Master gave me a look. "Lilah, come on in now." Tom Henry already sat at the table, as did Mr. Reiser, and Mercy was filling large bowls from a pot on the stove, some chicken soup...
My Master was going out for the evening without me, which he did occasionally. He had his friends and social gatherings where a slave wouldn't be welcome or appropriate, and I understood that. I didn't resent it at all, but now I did have the small and not totally unreasonable fear that Mr. Reiser would be spending some of that time looking for a wife. I'll admit I didn't completely appreciate the way having a proper family would elevate him socially and professionally, but I was just a...
Possible Worlds "What, I'm sposed to turn here? Or the next one?" I frowned, glancing at Venus, who sat on Sarah's lap, holding my school notebook. My little Mercedes wasn't made for three people. "I think ... This one?" Venus said, frowning as well because that map that Purdy had made for me sucked. "He shoulda just wrote the street address down." I took a left and we were driving slowly, looking around like there might be a neon sign saying 'Party Here!' or something. "He...
I found my Master relaxing poolside, on the large patio between the house proper and the manicured lawn behind it. That would have made me happy any other time as I often thought the man worked himself too hard. Any other time I'd have put on a sexy bikini and tempted him into the water with me, but not on this day. Not after I'd left Purdy and his white abolitionist freinds. "What's the matter, Dani?" "Master, I'm sorry," I cried, running across the stones to kneel at his feet. I...
I couldn't say for sure what it was that finally broke me. Maybe it was the tension I felt between my Master's wishes and his obligation, his unhappiness at promising me something when he wasn't of a mind to make the best choice possible. Or it could be the way Tom Henry sat so still behind me, stoic and peaceful, knowing he was going to take a real whipping shortly, for no good reason except I wanted him to. Maybe too it was just the quiet in the car, the sun still up but falling fast and...
Tom Henry and Miss Ingersoll's nigger were in the evening's second match, being the amateur cockfighters they were. That was a good thing too, because I looked forward to seeing my Master's slave grapple, now that I knew what to expect. The first match had gotten me terribly excited. I wasn't sure I'd survive watching a whole lot more before it was Tom Henry's turn. But there he was, being led out by one of those pretty negras in panties, all oiled up and handsome. Tom Henry was a good...
"How come you didn't get caught?" Tricia stared at me. "God, you're lucky!" Merry was nodding, she was a plump girl and a little naïve. She was freeborn and not a slave at all, like a number of the kids at Hathaway High whose parents couldn't afford a private school. "What do you guys mean?" I asked sitting down for lunch and I'd noticed unhappily that Sarah and Venus hadn't come to school. Neither had Purdy or any of the other guys who'd been at that party. "They're all...
We were waiting for our Master, turned out in our finest clothes in the best tradition of the Old South. It was autumn, but after an especially long hot summer the slight chill was a welcome relief and we bore it comfortably. I was one month from my eighteenth birthday, or a little more perhaps. Slaves didn't observe birthdays generally and I felt little anticipation for the event, my interest was firmly on the here and now and I was playing my happy role as lady of the manor one last...
I had thoughts of telling Mr. Reiser about my teacher, but I didn't. I hid the ring Mr. Davis had given me away in my vanity, in the wide drawer where there were a number of similar boxes as I did have a lot of jewelry by that time. I was terribly spoiled. I pushed the engagement ring out of sight, towards the back of the drawer, and I hoped I could forget it, that Mr. Davis would come to his senses and remember what I'd told him. I was somewhat embarrassed by his affections, to tell the...
"Are you really going to castrate Wren, Mistress?" I asked her over dinner. "Why yes," Miss Corinne replied in her Mississippi accent, sweet and sing-song. "I most certainly am, Danielle." "Oh," I nodded. We were sitting on the roof, fifty stories up in the middle of Memphis, which seemed awfully high to me. Much of it was covered by a large canopy, almost like a circus tent, but open and airy, and the pastel canvas snapped high above our heads in the late evening breeze. It was...
I could feel the warm sperm literally dripping out of my stretched asshole. I was bound and gagged, my eyes covered by a leather mask and I'd just been fucked. I didn't know if I was frightened or excited, if I wanted to scream for help, or just feel another person's touch on my throbbing girl cock. I was confused and helpless and I gave a low muffled moan as I felt someone else behind me, taking advantage of my vulnerability with my left leg pulled high in the air, a rope bound at my...
Mr. Davis was one of those men who are neither handsome nor ugly, but unremarkable physically. He was taller than my five foot nine by four or five inches at least, and of course thicker and stronger. He had a small belly starting, a thin spare tire around his waist, which had never bothered me one way or the other. His eyes were blue and nice above a friendly smile and a strong nose. His short brown hair was unremarkable and just starting to cover his ears and thinning a little on top. He...
I was wearing my pink short-shorts with my long brown legs stretched out, my bare feet crossed at the ankles on the dashboard in front of Mr. Davis while he drove. I was leaning against the passenger door mostly, with the seatback adjusted so I was comfortable. I had a tight white t-shirt, new like my shorts, and it hugged my body closely, showing off my flat little tummy and especially my braless breasts. My thick black nipples were obvious and I was teasing my old teacher as much as I...
" ... up, Dani. Wake up, baby." I blinked in the darkness and realized Mr. Davis was talking to me, stroking my shoulder to rouse me. We were parked at a motel and it was still night and I felt so tired. My mouth was dry and I let him pull me slowly from the car, putting his arm around my waist as he unlocked the door to our room, which I was slow to realize was actually a little cabin. "Mmmm..." I laughed weakly. "The love shack." "Here, get into bed," Mr. Davis told me. "It's...
The big deputy had removed my handcuffs as the sheriff had instructed and now Deputy Bluett was watching me take a shower. The water was hot anyway and it felt good as I soaped my body under the man's less than happy scrutiny. He wanted to like me as a woman, I thought, but the man just couldn't get past my smallish penis and balls and it frustrated him. So he stood there at the entrance of the small communal shower, watching my soapy hands work their way over my taut brown belly and firm...
"Oh man. That was Dad checking up on me before he goes to bed," Deputy Miller's voice was full of humor as he returned to the sheriff's office where I was waiting. "He probably thinks we're fuuhhhk ... Hey." "I'm sorry, sir. But I have to go," I said and I was pointing the young man's pistol at him, one of those big black semi-automatic kind. It seemed incredibly heavy and my heart was going a hundred miles an hour. "Just, um ... put that down, okay?" He licked his lips,...
"Welcome to Tucson," Drew said softly into my ear. "Hmmm?" I blinked around sleepily and sat up with a stretch. "Oh, I fell asleep." "Just a little while," he smiled and we were stopped in a parking lot it looked like. "I was falling asleep myself. Come on we'll get a little breakfast and then get a little bed." "A big bed," I grinned with a nice stretch. "A big breakfast too." We were at a place called the Cactus Ranch, which was hardly that. It was a two floor motel...
The Indian casino was than I'd first suspected, and oddly shaped, like someone had taken four or five big buildings and just mashed them together somehow. It looked strange from the outside, but inside I had no idea what was going on. I guess casinos are like that though. A person had to walk past all the slot machines and gaming tables before they could find the other stuff, like the restaurant and bars and yeah, a little dance club too. There were a lot of people in there, inside the...
I looked at the tall redhead across the school parking lot putting her books into her car. She had to be no older than sixteen but she walked with the confidence of a woman in her late twenties. The last thing she did before she zoomed off and left me sitting there in my Toyota salivating was to unbutton her blouse and fling it into the backseat, leaving only her thin white undershirt. “You read my mind,” I chuckled to myself “much better for driving in.” My gaze was cut short by the...
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IncestI'm taking a shower enjoying the warmth of the water on my skin as I totally immerse my face under the heavy flow. I'm humming some random song as I think of the evening ahead. Once my shower is over, I get out of the shower and prepare myself. Lotion, scented oil, powder, the outfit purchased in anticipation of this exact occasion. I leave my bedroom and there she is waiting for me. She stands, smiles telling me that I look beautiful. She pulls me into her arms. She is holding me so close...
It was after ten o’clock when we got to The Union—the building owned and operated by the Student’s Union. Situated on the eastern side of the university’s Grand Plaza, with the university library on the Plaza’s northern edge, The Union was a ghastly nineteen-seventies concrete and glass monstrosity. Oh, sure, they’d tried to disguise it with various signs and banners, and it had had more than its fair share of coats of paint, but it was what it was—and it was hideous. At least, it was from...
It was a boring evening. All I was doing was stare at the television in a blue funk. The Mets were losing; crime was up, and much like my love life, the stock market sucked. Nothing new or exciting. And then the telephone rang. I answered it to a woman on the other end. “Hello,” she said, “This is Mary. Is Kevin there?” How nice! I thought, a sweet sexy sounding woman’s voice to talk to. But she was asking for another guy. “Sorry, ma’am,” I...
Shearing Time By Lindsay It was shearing time, thousands of sheep in the space of days would be moved through the yards, herded into pens, hauled across the boards and stripped of their fleeces. Sweaty shearers would curse and swear as they manhandled the sheep into place, rousies darted about sweeping the trimmings off the board, throwing the fleeces on the sorting table. The hum and buzz of the machines was constant, the clank of the press as wool was compressed into bales, ready...
The day had started out great. It was going to continue to be a good one. Today they were going to Old Chicago. It was the world's only indoor amusement park. And it was right there in his hometown of Bolingbrook Illinois! The village was to decide between a shopping mall or the amusement park. To his delight and every other kid in town, they chose the amusement park. His parents chose Sunday because the crowds were lighter. The day was what you would expect at an amusement park. There were...
(Dawn’s Story) “Too much. Too much. Too much.” Dawn repeated. Sliding the dresses from one end of the sales rack to the other as she sorted through them. “Wow! Not enough!” she commented taking a particularly revealing dress off the rack to show her boyfriend. “Could you imagine me in this?” Adam took a good look at the skimpy dress and found he honestly couldn’t. Dawn was pretty in her own way, with her thin build and frizzy brown hair, but it was a conservative style of pretty. One based...
Freda came from a loving family. She was a sweet girl and her mother and father worshipped her. It was time for her to go to college and she would live alone for the first time. Well not exactly alone. She was going to share an apartment with another girl. Her name was Jenny. Freda had all her clothes packed and her parents kissed her good by. Freda drove away in the used car her father had given her. Freda was sad and homesick already but as the miles slipped by she sensed that she was going...
LesbianNursing a black eye – black from bruising – Darcy Treadwell grinned at the teasing he received on entering the bar on the waterfront of the tiny coastal village of Kauri Bay. The usual comment was ‘Cor, your wife hit you?’ One variation was, ‘Your mother-in-law hit you?’ Neither was correct, Darcy had walked into the doorway of the cabin on his fishing boat, and anyone looking closely above his eye would see that the crease of the door jam extended it line up into his hairline. A creaming...
Maiden by Decree By Maggie Finson Chapter Three Looking the Part Or: How am I supposed to move around in this stuff? Deirdre twitched at his long, encumbering skirts for a moment to rearrange them into a more comfortable fit as they settled into place with a soft, feminine hiss of silk and satin. After that he gave his bodice a little tug to straighten it and move the scratchy, tickling...
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Wednesday, September 28, 2005 The raffle worked great, and we were up to 10 people signed up for The Program, so I was in high spirits as I walked into the Katrina Relief Club meeting. Everybody agreed with my idea to put on a Halloween Party, but detailed planning would have to wait until after the benefit concert scheduled for Saturday evening. We'd sold enough tickets that we had to move the concert from the cafeteria to the football stadium, which was presenting us with logistical...
Heya people!!!This is the first time I’m writing about this incident and posting it online. I have changed the names in order to protect identity. I’m Ram, 23 years old, working in an IT company. I got a 5.7inch cute cock with lil public hair as my girlfriend’s wish. So, it just happened that I fell in love with this beautiful female, and get to fuck her quite often. This incident which I’m gonna narrate today happened recently. My gf is an Anglo-Indian with good English accent and a beautiful...
The PMV in PMVtube initially baffled me when the link slid into my DMs this morning. I didn’t immediately recognize the acronym, and the grab bag of perversion out on the front page didn’t make it any more obvious. They’ve got a pair of headphones in the logo, though, so as I plugged in my Sennheisers, I wondered if this was going to be an ASMR tube. I still didn’t understand what the PMV stood for, though.It all became clear the moment I clicked the Play button on a thumbnail of a blonde chick...
ASMR Porn SitesThis is how it starts. A crowded Friday afternoon subway car, and my stop coming up. I'm trying to squeeze past you to get to the doors as you're zipping up your jacket, and you catch my hair and necklace in the zipper. We're stuck, tangled together by happenstance and fate, and I can't help but laugh at the consternation on your face. We're jostling the passengers around us, trying to free my hair and your clothing, drawing grumbles of complaint and annoyed looks, as the doors clatter...
Hey friends myself Rahul I am 19 years old and just passed 12th from Bathinda i am regular visitor of iss and quite impressed by the people who share their stories over iss and these stories also encouraged my dare by which i could have the pleasant and the best experience of my life. lets tell you about me i am 6 feet muscular guy and love to play lawn tennis and basically belonged to sangrur but now living as paying guest at bathinda to prepare for medical entrance exam Guys this is the true...
IncestHello, everyone. This is a part of a mini-series about the journey of Raima’s sex filled desires that I would be writing on the site. Right now the plan is to upload one episode every week. Looking into the glass of whiskey on the table in front of her the only thought on her mind was what the past encounters meant. Was it was just for the physical or was it much more than that? This thought had always accompanied her in her lonely evenings. She would ponder over it with a glass of Old Tavern...
-Francois de La Rochefoucauld *** "I should warn you about my family. You may be in for a bit of a shock." They were driving with the top down. It was damn hot. Devanie fixed a scarf around her head to keep her hair from blowing. "You'll have to take them as they come,” she continued. “And you need to be on your best behavior." Charles winked. "Yes, ma'am. Shall I keep after class and write it out a hundred times on the board?" He kissed the diamond ring on her finger,...
The following new characters are introduced in this chapter: Culann McCallister Blacksmith, Jillian’s husband, 6’-0” tall, 180 pounds, 21 years old, black hair, green eyes, handsome, a huge Talent Connor Gallagher Nora and Nola’s Uncle, D & C’s Husband, 5’-10” tall, 170 pounds, 20 years old, long auburn hair, gray eyes, a strong Talent Amelia, Anann, and Duncan returned the next day, Tuesday. When they were informed of the attack on Olive Hill, my Sisters were shocked that they had...
Your name is John Doe, and you've just moved into your first dorm room, and you were a little nervous. After exploring the campus a little, and unpacking all your stuff, you're surprised to see an eerie green light, which no one else seemed to see. However, the oddest part was that it kept calling your name, in a kind, female voice. It sounded a little like a mixture between your sister and your first grade teacher, "John, John!" You followed it to into a dark corner, where you were...
I don’t intend to publish names here. For now, y’all can call me rocky. I am 24 year old horny nerd. Yes. Nerd. With a capital N. I was a real good fellow when it came to helping people with math, stats and all the nerdy subjects. Ended up bedding a few girls in college that way. I stay at electronic city in Bangalore. I love the climate of Bangalore. The winters ooze of romance. So one of my friends, who happens to be a girl (name changed to Geeth) asked me for some help with her stats paper....
I was home for the summer from college, and thought I would take advantage of the empty house. A buddy of mine had given me a porn DVD that I couldn't wait to watch. No one was due home for a few hours so I flipped the movie into the DVD player took my shirt off and loosened my pants then got comfortable on the sofa.The movie was hot. It showed this really hot looking older woman doing all kinds of stuff to this young stud. It wasn't long before I had my pants off and my dick in my hand when...
Hi friends, mera naam hai Nikhil. Mai 24 saal ka hoon aur iss mujhe bahut achhi site lagti hai. Mai shayad 18 ka tha tabse is site ka regular visitor hoon. Bahut dino se mujhe ye kahaani likhni thi par kabhi waqt nahi mila. To aaj mai apni kahaani pesh karne jaa raha hu. Pehli kahani jo mai likhne ja raha hu wo mere aur mere cousin sis ke beech ki hai. Ye us waqt ki baat hai jab mere chacha ki beti (priya) 21 saal ki thi. Mai us waqt 12th standard me padh raha tha aur meri priya ne ba pass kiya...