Why Me? - MChapter 4: Pageant free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

“You’re looking well,” Eric said when he picked Candy up Sunday. It was an opinion honestly felt. She had always been beautiful, but she had also been hangdog. She didn’t actually look chipper, but she did look calmer.

“Thanks. You always look nice. I feel like I’m underdressed when I’m with you. Do you own anything but suits?”

“Yeah. I even own a couple of pairs of jeans, which isn’t to say that I could fit in them. But think for a minute. What do you wear to school? Jeans?”

“Yeah.”

“But I don’t think I’ve ever seen you when you weren’t in a skirt. So you dress up for Sundays. I, on the other hand, wear a suit every day to the office. So I don’t dress up at all for Sundays.”

“That’s a weird way to look at it. Not everybody at your church wears suits.”

“Not everybody, not half as a matter of fact. But there are men who don’t wear ties. We’re mostly a live and let live bunch. On the other hand, lawyers, businessmen, guys who wear ties every day wear them to church, too. Some of the Northwestern folk wear sports coats. Dan Hagopian told me once that a professor could teach his class in his shirt sleeves so long as he had a sports coat hanging in his office.”

“Sounds silly.” She actually smiled.

“Oh it is silly. But every profession has its silliness.” They were companionably silent until he crossed Howard. He wasn’t near the church yet, but she seemed to feel that leaving the city called for her to make the declaration.

“Look,” she said, “I’m awfully grateful for your offer. But this is my problem, and I’ve got to deal with it.”

“Well, I was planning to wait until after service. We have a lot of talking to do. But I disagree almost totally. I didn’t make an offer; I made a request. I made it earlier than I had planned to because I thought that waiting was a bad idea. Even so, it was a request that I had planned to make at a later date.

“You think your kid is your problem, and so he is, but a kid isn’t solely your problem. Do you think that Carolyn, Prof. Pierce, goes off in a corner with her kids and deals with them without help? Now the first help she has is the father of the kids, and I can see why you don’t want him involved. But other people help, too. Some of them are paid; some of them, like me, are friends; some of them like the Sunday- School teachers are part of the church; some of them are part of the community.

“Parents depend on a community,” he continued. “So do people with other sorts of problems. The first thing that Prof. Pierce thought of for you, well, the second thing after you’d reported to the official authorities, was a support network. Well, the official government let you down. The support network seems to have worked better. But there are all sorts of support networks, and you shouldn’t think you have to go on your own because the most regular network has failed you. And I don’t mean the State’s Attorney’s Office, although we did fail you. The father of your child failed you one hell of a lot worse. You can force him to pay some support, but you can’t get blood out of a turnip. But you’re not going it alone. Nobody else does. Look, we’ll talk later.”

Candy, who had sat in a back corner the previous week, joined Claire, Joan, and Kurt in a pew nearly half-way down, with him trailing after her. Kurt was so obviously interested in Joan that Eric wasn’t bothered by him. The three women sat together, and he sat beside Kurt. After church they all urged Candy to come to Christmas Eve program the next night. She looked at him.

“Sure, if you want. I know the time.”

“Let’s start at the end and work backward,” he said in the car. “The Christmas Eve program is late but not all that late. it starts at 8:00 p.m. and isn’t in the sanctuary. What I thought of, despite the rule against inviting a girl at the last minute, is my picking you up at 6:30 again. We could eat and make the program. Does that suit?”

“Sure.”

“Okay. Let’s deal with the more important issue. Do you see yourself as avoiding men for the rest of your life?”

She said, “No. I’m sure I can shake this. It’s just right now, it’s too much.”

“Okay. I understand why it’s too much. I said, way back, that I wouldn’t take it personally if you wanted to ride in the back seat. Well, if you’re off men, and as far as you’re off men, I won’t take it personally.”

“You’re a sweet guy, Eric,” she said. He was, really, a selfish guy. He wanted her, and he was willing to pay what that cost.

“Then, too, if you’re going to get over it, you’ll do that in stages. I won’t force any stage, beyond the ones I’ve forced already. If you feel ready for some stage, and try it, and -- after trying it -- you feel that you really weren’t ready for it, I won’t take that personally, either.”

“You mean sex?”

“That is really one of the stages, but not the one I meant. I was thinking of kisses. If you think you could risk a kiss with me, and then figure that was a mistake, I’m not going to insist on another one.”

“I think I’m at that level now,” she said.

“Good, because I’ve been wanting a kiss from you for a long time. But let’s put that off for another minute and let me finish my thought. You’re right. Sex is the last stage.”

“I’ve only had it once, and that was...” Now, that was interesting! She’d been a virgin before she had been raped. That meant something, but he couldn’t see what right now.

“What you had, Candy, was rape. That isn’t sex. Maybe he had sex; you didn’t. I’m not the world’s greatest expert, but there is a difference. Anyway, it is one stage, and -- while I’ve said that you’ll choose the stages and I won’t -- I’ll say that you’re not ready for that stage yet. And, I’ll bet, you’ve done some of the stuff in between. Some of that, you’re not ready for yet. Anyway...” It was time for him to articulate the choices he saw for her.

“If you’re right that you’ll overcome this, and I’m right that you’ll do it in stages, then I see you as having two choices.

“One, you go through the stages and, when you’re at the stage where marriage is appropriate and you have someone with whom you want to have a marriage, you get married and go on to the next stage.

“Two, you get married, married to a guy who’ll bear with you while you go through the stages. Then you go through the stages with him. Admittedly, the marriage will require a certain degree of intimacy which you’re not quite ready for, yet. But I can wait for most intimacy until you feel comfortable with it.”

“I don’t...” she didn’t finish the thought.

“It would take a while to get a two-bedroom apartment, but I could do that.”

“I wouldn’t feel honest doing that.”

“Well it might be better for the baby,” he said, “but it’s your decision. And, of course, that’s what I see as your possibilities. You’re in a car with this being thrown at you, although some of it is merely saying your situation out loud. It’s your decision, and it will continue to be your decision. But, getting back to what you said earlier, do you think you’re ready to be kissed without freaking?”

“Really, yes.”

“Well, you’re not ready to be kissed by the driver of a moving car. Let me get this over.” A little later, he found a legal parking space. “Okay. Why don’t you give me your hands?” He loosened his seat belt before taking each of her hands in one of his.

He leaned over and kissed her with closed lips. He let her hands go and went back to his seat. “Was that okay?” She nodded. He leaned over to kiss her again. This was longer, but still closed-mouth. “Look, I’m not grabbing you.” He reached his right hand up to cup her head. Then, slowly, he returned to kiss her. He used his hand to pull her into the kiss. He was really enjoying this when she pushed him away. Immediately, he relaxed his grip on her head and pulled back.

“Was that too much?” he asked.

“Not really. I pushed to see what would happen.”

“I let go. I’ll always let go. Well, this was fun, but I was going to feed you when this started.” He started the car and drove to the restaurant he’d intended. It was a Vietnamese restaurant in Uptown, chosen mostly to give them enough time on the drive to have their talk.

They both had bowls of soup. It was the first meal he’d seen her finish. They talked of inconsequentials, but he’d been thinking. Kissing her in the car had been marvelous, but the car wasn’t the place for kisses. The steering wheel cramped him. Maybe she was ready to come to his apartment, not now but tomorrow.

“Y’know, what about my picking you up earlier tomorrow? Maybe 6:00?” She looked at him steadily, probably reading his mind.

“Sure,” she finally said. :They say that the dress is casual for the program.”

“Yeah. It’s not a worship service. It’s mostly about kids.”

“Will I see you in jeans?”

He said, “As I said, I’m not sure that they’ll fit. You won’t see me in a suit; that’s for sure. I don’t work Christmas Eve.”

“But I can wear jeans?” Sure, and she might wear tight jeans which would reveal her shape.

“I’d love that.”

“And they won’t embarrass you in the restaurant.” Nonsense. He wished more people who knew him could see him with her. That would improve his reputation whatever she was wearing. And he certainly wouldn’t take her any place where her clothes would embarrass her

“As I said, I admit that I’m a lawyer. Nothing embarrasses me. I wouldn’t take you somewhere where you would be embarrassed.” He planned the restaurants ahead of time, of course, but he could change his choice if it looked like the wrong choice.

After he drove her home, he said, “Unbuckle your seatbelt, but don’t get out.” She followed directions. “Now, do you think you could kiss me?” He turned towards her, and she met him. He let her have control, but he held her face in both hands very gently. She kissed his lips, kissed over his cheek. She pushed his hands down, and he let her. She returned to his lips and licked them. When he opened his mouth, her tongue met his. It was the most exciting kiss he’d ever had. Then she pulled back.

“You are wonderful,” he said. They got out of the car and he walked her to the door. “Candy?” he said. She looked at him. He bent down and kissed her, his tongue entering her mouth for the first time. After a moment, he drew away. “Thank you for a wonderful time.”

He spent much of Monday cleaning up his apartment, including the bedroom that he was certain she wouldn’t see. While he worked, he thought about her statement that she hadn’t had sex before the rape. He had been right; if she hadn’t had any other sex, she hadn’t had any sex. She was still a virgin. If she no longer had her hymen, she had never said ‘yes’ to sex.

In some abstract sense, that made her more desirable yet. He didn’t desire her more than he had; it was impossible to desire her more than he had. But it meant that the act would be all the more frightening for her. She had only one memory, and that was of violence.

He picked Candy up at 6:00 and returned to the Chinese restaurant to which he had first taken her. He’d noticed before that they had fairly fast service, and he thought they wouldn’t have much business on Christmas Eve. He was right on both matters. They got fortune cookies a few minutes after 7:00. He put his hand on hers before she opened the cookie.

“Look, when we’re done here, I’d like to take you back to my apartment.”

“You going to show me your etchings?” He was surprised she knew that phrase.

“Only the etchings you want to see.”

“Okay.” He removed his hand and they both opened their fortunes.

“You will meet a beautiful blonde,” he said.

“Don’t believe anything a lawyer tells you.” They smiled at each other. They were lovers. They weren’t going to be physical lovers, but they had gone from a beautiful girl and a guy who was helping her to being lovers.

At the apartment, he took her coat and put it with his in the closet. She was in tight jeans and a blouse that clung to her breasts. Her shape was as arousing as he had guessed. They stood kissing. When her mouth opened, he ran his hands down her back to her lovely rear. She didn’t stop him. Their tongues played for minutes. Then he let go and stepped back.

“Candy?” He slowly reached towards the top of her blouse. He tried to look in her eyes while he opened the button, but he had to look at what he was doing instead. “Let’s change the rules to the more usual ones,” he said as he was opening the third button. His hands were trembling now and brushing against her breasts as they did. “I won’t ask permission, but when something scares you, stop me.”

“It all scares me. When I want to stop you, I will.” Well, that was what they had to do. For that matter, it was scaring him, too. He had got the last button open, and he kissed her again. Her tongue tasted so sweet.

After the kiss, she turned around when he put a little pressure on her shoulder. He slid his hands under her blouse to feel her smooth skin. She tensed for a moment, and then relaxed. He pulled her back so that her seat was pressed against his cock. He kissed along the line of tendon on top of her shoulder from where it went into the shoulder bone itself to her neck. Her breasts were calling his hands.

“I said I wouldn’t grab, but I have to.” He brought his hands slowly to her bra clasp, and she didn’t stop him. When the clasp was loose, he moved his hands around, slowly again, until they held her magnificent breasts. They were so smooth, so soft, so warm. They fit his hands as if he and she had been designed to stand like this. Although she was young, her nipples were prominent and firm under his fingers. When he kissed down to her shoulder again, bending to do so pulled his groin back from her seat. He pulled her back until his cock could feel both cheeks against it.

This was heaven, and he could stand like this forever. Then he suspected that he’d stood like this too long. He rotated his left hand over the front of her breast, raising his watch into visibility. They weren’t missing the pageant, but they were close to running late.

“It’s time ... If we’re going to see the pageant, the time to get ready is now.” He was speaking very low, but close enough to her ear for her to hear. If she chose to ignore it, he would be happy. Happy? He would be ecstatic. But the choice was hers. He’d promised that the choice would always be hers, but, when she made her choice, he didn’t like it. She straightened, moving her seat off his cock. He took his hands off before she needed to remove them.

“Do you want to finish dressing in the bathroom?” he asked her. She did, and he heard the toilet flush. Good idea. He could go at Aldersgate, but that would mean abandoning her upstairs. He used the john before they got their coats on.

The program had several parts. The pageant was just like last year, except that Baby Jesus was played by little Traci White. Janice, her mom, was within grabbing distance for the entire performance. Paul, threatened with a trip home before Santa appeared, didn’t do his sheep imitation during the actual performance. Candy congratulated the boys on their acting, and Paul gave his imitation then. Bill apparently felt that it was only a minor violation, and both boys got to sit on Santa’s knee.

Same as Why Me? - M
Chapter 4: Pageant Videos

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

The Pageant

The Pageant She was the product of a small rural southern town. Popular, good student, church member, cheerleader, and overall great girl. She had married out of high school only to become a widow at 24 due to a car accident. They were planning on having a family but had not started. Like most people in her town, she and her husband had worked paycheck to paycheck. With no savings or insurance, she had their small house they had purchased and her job. To her family she was known as Barbara...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 64
  • 0

The Worlds First Futa 06 Futas Beauty Pageant 1 Futas First Naughty Pageant

Chapter One: Futa's First Naughty Pageant By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 “Welcome back to our celebration of President Becky Woodward's forty-eight birthday,” Adelia said as she sat beside me on the small couch. We were over an hour into our interview, streamed live across the internet to the world, and so much naughty fun had happened. I still buzzed from fucking my young wife, Sharron, up the ass with my futa-cock before we took the last commercial break. My pregnant...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Womanless Pageant

Womanless Pageant by Rogergirl Allen was at his girlfriend Jamie's house one Friday after school. Her parents were away for the weekend, so they went to her bedroom to do their homework and relax. Jamie was 18 and was a varsity cheerleader and in the student council. She was 5'7" with medium length blonde hair, a nice tan, and slender body from years of cheerleading. Allen was also 18 and was on the swim team and was 5'8" and thin without much muscle, no prominent Adam's apple, long...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 28
  • 0

Hot Wife KatieChapter 32 Katiersquos Mrs America Pageant

Katie Jackson, the current reigning Mrs. Missouri, arrived at the Westgate Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas in her limousine that was supplied by Alan McConough. The wealthy businessman and potential partner of her husband had paid for her flight and hotel to be upgraded to first class. She saw the other contestants turn and stare as her limo pulled up while they exited an Uber or a taxi. She felt like a celebrity and loved every minute of it. Katie desperately wanted to win the title of Mrs....

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Hot Wife KatieChapter 18 Katiersquos Mrs Missouri Pageant

Katherine Jackson stood behind the curtain with two other contestants as they waited to be ushered onstage. As she went through the Mrs. Missouri pageant; she thought about dropping out multiple times. It was an unforeseen financial strain but Fred was excited to have his sexy wife compete. He encouraged and supported her during the entire process. She wanted to win for him but enjoyed the attention that the pageant gave her but yet her mind reflected on the past few months. The fear and...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

More Than Just a Womanless Pageant

More Than Just A Womanless Pageant (Chapter 1) by: crossvestite Players: Daddy-Steve Daughter-Amy Son-Andy Amy's Boyfriend-Lucas It was late autumn and I was sitting at my desk in my home office working on project. I'm a communications consultant who contracts with several media companies. Widowed for 5 years and now a single father of 2 kids, twin boy & girl. They are seniors in high school and the sort of kids who never cause any problems and seem to have great futures....

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 43
  • 0

A SUPER HEROINE PAGEANT

Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the first ever MISS SUPER HEROINE pageant! Gathered together here today are some of the most beautiful super heroines in the worlds around today. These beauties are all competing in the first contest ever of its type. In this contest the heroines will compete in a variety of competitions such as, but not limited to: Best costume (The heroine will walk the catwalk and model the costume she is best known for wearing) Best alternate costume (The heroine...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

OOPPSS The Pageant

OOPPSS. The Pageant Or... OOPPSS I Did It Again...! By Maria Ski Things did change after the night I got caught coming in late by my mother. We had a long talk over breakfast the following morning. I had, as requested, dressed as Jennifer. And the upshot of the conversation was that Jennifer would be around a lot longer than I expected. The thought of being Jennifer both thrilled and made me a little nervous. But I believed, and so did my mother and sister, that I could rise to...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

After the womanless pageant

"It's best if you crawl in head first. The dress will follow you," instructed Holly as she guided Tim to the rear door of mother's Volkswagon Golf. As Tim (or Tabitha tonight) crawled carefully into the rear seat of the car, he used his hands to pull himself forward, whilst aware of the drag of the huge plume of material on his waist and hips. "Keep going all the way to the otherside, then try and turn a little and sit. I'll tuck the rest of the dress into the car beside...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Their Fair Pageant

It had been Kelly’s idea to visit the fair. She’d been chasing Ben all summer and his band had got a booking to play the beer tent, doing their covers set for the drunks. She was desperate to go, having spent the summer trying to catch his eye every Friday night across the bar at the Fox, but he’d not shown more than a passing interest, no matter how overt she’d been with her flirting.In her head, this was going to be her big moment, when he’d gaze out across the trestle tables and sea of red...

Supernatural
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 36
  • 0

Why Not Why Havent You

Feeling exacerbated by yet again hearing the same question from another worried friend, Lizzy demanded to know. "Why Not!?" Elizabeth Potter was sick of having to explain and justify why she was going out with who was the perfect man for her. The lady was sick of defending her choice. From now on she was going to make the people who asked to defend the question. It was a stupid question which people used just to show their disapproval of who she was with. Yes, Brad might not be...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 35
  • 0

Why I Hate Magic Parts 13 Revised and Expanded

Why I Hate Magic Chapter 1 Daniel could think of several reasons why he didn't want to go to Dr. Suspendo's Midnight Magic Show. His apartment needed cleaning. Semester finals were coming up and he really should be hitting the books. There was an all-night marathon of Godzilla films playing on television. While any of these excuses would have worked, the real reason Daniel had no interest in watching a magic show had almost entirely to do with the fact that he hated magic. Hate,...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 44
  • 0

Why Do I Write Incestuous Erotica

Why do I write erotica, especially incest stories? The short answer is because I was bitten by a vampire. This is a true, sexually explicit story that shows actual sexual experiences. Caring only of protecting the innocent, I used actually first names to reveal the guilty. For those of you who may be offended by reading such a graphic, incestuously erotic story, please do not continue reading. For those of you who enjoy reading a private glimpse into the sexual life of an innocent, nearly...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part II

Now coming to the second part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or As I entered the living room I found my wife sitting and watching T.V. The good thing about my wife is that she never asks too many questions and never calls me up when I am in the office. She respects my personal space. I smiled, went into the bedroom and after changing took a nice long shower and came to the dining room. My wife had my drink ready at the bar counter and...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 34
  • 0

Why Must Everything Be So Complicated

Author’s Note: This is probably the most ambitious story I’ve ever tried to write, not so much because of the plot, but because of the changes the characters go through and the emotions they have to deal with along the way. (Events are easy; people are hard!) The problem is, even if I succeeded in my goal (and that’s one hell of an ?if,? since I’m certainly not a professional writer), everyone has a different idea of what exactly makes people and emotions seem real. What works for one person...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 346
  • 0

Why

I place the plate of fresh fruit and toast before my wife I place the plate of fresh fruit and toast before my wife. She looks so beautiful, so powerful dressed in her business attire. She?s reading the paper and doesn?t acknowledge my serving her with a thank you or a nod; she just continues reading the paper. I take my seat on the other side of the table and begin eating my tepid oatmeal.  I take my first bite when she nonchalantly says, ?I am revoking your furniture...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Why am I doing this

Patricia was admiring her body. The mirror reflected a bombshell beauty. She was thirty-eight, but she still had it where it counted. At five feet and six inches, Patricia was a woman who had taken care of her body. After only one son, she still had perky and bouncy breasts, tight abs and an incredible ass that had been sculpted even more by the squat routine she did every morning and right before bed. The total package was completed by lovely smooth skin, which was pale. There weren’t...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Why Racism Will Never Die

Angry White Person Syndrome. It’s the most widespread virus in the United States of America. I see it all the time. White women and White men don’t like having so-called ethnic minorities around. Especially those of us they see as ‘not knowing our place’. The person of color, whether Black, Hispanic, Asian or Middle-Eastern, who works hard and achieves things. Success and wealth are considered a White person’s territory. They don’t like to see non-Whites encroaching on their territory. That’s...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Why I Hate Magic Pt 2

Daniel had known that he loved Gloria since the very first day they met. He had started college alone; deciding to attended a school that was hundreds of miles away from his friends and family in Texas. It wasn't until he sat in an auditorium of strangers for his freshmen orientation, though, that he realized the depths of his solitude. Sullen, Daniel shrunk in his seat. He hadn't even begun classes and he was already regretting his decision to leave home. "Don't worry. I'm scared...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 17B

Note: This is a work of FICTION. The persons mentioned in this story are fictitious. The locations are for general reference. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter. The author retains all rights to this story. When you finish reading this story, please ‘Vote and Comment.’ It is great to hear from 99.99% of you. 61. New beginnings Celeste and Philip returned from their honeymoon, one month later, with all over tans that rivaled the Greek gods. Celeste was golden from head to toe, Philip was...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Why Did You Kiss Me Ch 1 A Terminator The Sarah Connor Chronicles fanfiction

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked after a moment. "Watching a movie," Cameron replied without turning her head. "Really," Sarah moved forward so that she was standing next to the couch looking down at the young girl. Despite the cold night Cameron wore only a thin tank top and boxers. Sarah couldn't help but notice how the cool air had caused her nipples to harden so that they made very noticeable points in her top. Sarah swallowed. "Shouldn't you be outside patrolling or...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Why I Hate Magic Part 4

Why I Hate Magic - Part IV Chapter 14 Neither Daniel nor Gloria spoke as they sat on the park bench outside of the theater. Daniel had finished explaining to Gloria everything he had learned from Dr. Suspendo and he decided the best course of action was to allow Gloria a few minutes to soak everything in. As they sat in silence, Daniel stared at the sky, his heart heavy with the news he had recently learned. Gloria stared at Daniel. Gloria could not believe that the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Why Me

Author's note: (C) 2003 Nabiky S. This story can freely be posted to any free site as long as there's no fee for reading it. Chapter 1. Why me? I glanced over at the woman in the sexy red dress again; I had a perfect view from my corner of the bar. She was maybe 25 at most, had a beautiful tear-shaped ass, long slender legs than ended in delicate ankles perched in really high heels and her long blond hair reached almost down to her ass. Ok, she didn't have that big of...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part VII

Now coming to the seventh and the last part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or She smiled. If only she had known that I had plans to tear apart her aunty mercilessly at the first given opportunity perhaps she would have killed me. Anyway we reached Vasco and as we got out of the hotel we found the uniformed chauffeur of the hotel carrying a placard “Mr. Lama and family “. What family? One of the vital cog was missing. The hotel had...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Why Me

We're the Fowlers: Dana and Gordon. Common age thirty-one. Married right out of high school: that makes thirteen years ago as of the first of next month. Dana's a beautician, learned the trade on the job working for Julia's Styles, a shop catering mostly to ladies with blue hair. I'm a short haul truck driver for Drummond Trucking, freight haulers. I'm never gone more than one day in a row, and most times home by five or six every night. Maybe this would be a good place to describe us a...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 15
  • 0

Why Your Wife Always Knows Best Part Two

Chapter Four Sarah stared down at Jim from his old body, and said, "Alright dear, you broke our agreement and you must be punished. For the next three weeks you will be a female and you will be subject to my whims and desires." Jim tried to protest but a swift wind carried him to his bedroom and he swiftly seemed to be put to sleep. The next day he awoke clearly in his wife's body, he looked around Sarah had already gone to his job, so he had to play this by ear. He figured he had...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Why are you here

?Are you nervous??  He asked.  His voice sounded calming, reassuring.  ?No.?  ?No?? ?No.? I could feel Him move, though I couldn’t see Him.  In the same way you feel a red light change to green when you’re waiting at a light.  You don’t even have to be looking at it to know that it’s green.  It just is.  You can just?feel it.  His voice was behind me now, as I knew it would be.  ?You’re not nervous.?  It was a statement.  ?Are you cold???No.??You’re trembling.?  He noted, sliding His index...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Why Me

This is a story of a young Jewish couple who went into hiding at the startof the war it is totally fictional and is in no way meant to cause any offenceif you believe this may offend you please do not continue to read as this portraysscenes of violence and erotica which may disturb some readers. Why me? It had been a long hard few weeks cooped up in the little attic space andthe food was running low. Coming close to winter the wind was blowing outsideand the chill of the air had begun to...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 40
  • 0

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 13

Note: This story is Fiction created by a warped mind. All characters are fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. The author retains all rights to this story. I am sorry this story is late, my computer went on an extended vacation, and took my stories to the shop with it. 44. Unbelievable The Congressional hearings had barely started, when Congress broke for their Christmas holiday. When they returned in January, they resumed, and it took two full...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Why I Hate Magic Pt 5

Why I Hate Magic Chapter 21 The first hour was easy. At Gloria's insistence, Daniel had changed out of the outfit he was wearing. She felt it was important to keep Daniel's mind off of his predicament and she felt that embracing his growing femininity was not the best way to fight the curse. Gloria was also slightly disturbed by the sight of the man she loved dressed in her dirty laundry. As Daniel took a cold shower, Gloria ventured out of the room to retrieve the food...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part V

Now coming to the fifth part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or NOW I HOPE YOU ARE GETTING THE HANG OF A SITUATION…………… I could not think of leaving Mumbai because of my Puno. If I left Mumbai, in the present scenario it was impossible to take her along. Now I’d to divert the topic but with caution because I was dealing with to smart ladies and there was 1 more smart lady waiting somewhere. {You know who?} God, I was blessed with 3...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part IV

Now coming to the fourth part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or After a while she whispered that she needed to use the restroom. I got off her and laid on one side and she got up and went to the toilet nude with her bare ass swaying in the air. I was amazed at how she was comfortable being naked in the presence of a man because even after so many years of marriage and so many sessions of love making my wife never roamed nude in my...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part III

Now coming to the third part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or She replied, “No, I want you to see my body. Remember you are the first person to touch me so intimately and there would be none other whom I would allow to touch me either. I also want to see my first man’s body.” That melted my heart and I wondered what it was exactly that such a beautiful nymph was so willingly surrendering her body to me. I slowly started rubbing her...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Why Not

WHY NOT BY M.M . Three days ago, my boss simply forced me to go on a vacation; my companywas doing so well, none of us had more then two weeks of vacation in last twoyears. I wasn't complaining; I loved to work, especially since business wentso well. Fiona, my wife, she also worked, so, for the last three days I wasjust resting and hanging out with guys. Yesterday we had a farewell party forNick, down at the club we use to go. He was leaving for Europe for two years;he had to go to manage...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Why Not

"Damn it, why did my dad have to ground me? I'm eighteen, and I should be able to send nude selfies if I want," I whined in a tone, lying on my bed. "Just because I still live under his roof, and he found out that I sent Ryan one nude selfie, he just grounds me? I feel more pissed off, and I can't get that horseshit off my mind. What the hell am I supposed to do, just stay in the house all day?"I didn't know what to do, but lay there for a little while, not doing a damn thing.I kept going...

Taboo
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 41
  • 0

Why Are We Here On Literotica

I went to a wedding yesterday and was struck not only by the change in the verbiage, though still recognizable as the text prescribed by traditional Baptist recitations, but so modernized as to give me cause for pause in contemplating marriage. The context presented was practical, and the vows that the couple made seemed as if they ought to be doable. The truth is that although they sounded reasonable enough, they left me with a disquieted feeling. I spent a lot of time trying to pay attention...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Why In Our Bed

“Why in our bed?” I finally asked. Though I was still looking at Anna.“Power,” James answered.“In our bed?” I asked again.James noticed I wasn’t asking him. He looked at Anna.“In our bed!!!!” I was looking at my wife. She didn’t have an answer.I felt my heart pull, my chest tighten. I stood up and walked out the door. Once outside, I quickly found a secluded corner, hoping for some privacy. I curled into a ball and tried to hold my emotions back. I dug my nails into my palms, trying to ride...

Cheating
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 34
  • 0

Why does

[Disclaimer: Clark Kent, etc, are not my property and are used solely for noncommercial purposes.] Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... it's a darn good question. Why DOES Clark Kent disappear every time Supergirl appears? By Jillian Everest Comments appreciated at: JillianEverest -AT- hotmail -dot- com Clark Kent and Lois Lane were walking down the street, discussing their latest story. Clark was dressed in a nicely tailored, very conservative, dark suit. Lois...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Why I Hate Magic Pt 1

Daniel could think of several reasons why he didn't want to go to Dr. Suspendo's Midnight Magic Show. His apartment needed cleaning. He hadn't been to the grocery store in over a week and was running low on food. Semester finals were coming up and he really should be hitting the books. There was an all-night marathon of Godzilla films playing on the classic film channel. Really, any of these excuses would have worked. The main reason that Daniel had no interest in watching a magic...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 42
  • 0

Why

Why does a married woman decide to cheat? A woman who has a nice home, a loving husband and two nice kids. Why, after fifteen years of a satisfying marriage? I kept asking this as I read the PI's report and looked at the pictures included in it. Why? I kept asking in my mind and the only thing I could come up with was that she had a mental failure of some kind. Did she love him? They only met for sex according to the report. No woman in her right mind would do such anything to jeopardize all...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Why is Everyone Basically Horny

Aditi pulled out of the driveway. When she did, she swore she had driven over another bull-frog, and bit her tongue. Bull-frogs are becoming a nuisance this time of year. So much so, she has stopped allowing her children play outside. Leaping bull-frogs everywhere. She taught her three-yr. old son, Ayan, to say ‘Bull-frog’, just yesterday. ‘Boo- fog’ he repeated. The boy was learning to speak much later than his sister. It worried her a little, but not too much. It worried his school...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 47
  • 0

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 04

Note: As I have said previously, this is a work of fiction, my warped sense of humor, and my imagination. All persons, places, and ethnic overtones are purely coincidental. If you are expecting rampant sex to jump off the pages at you, in this story, go to another story, now. This is a story not a lesson in lust or deviation from the norms of society. I hope you enjoy it. THE AUTHOR RESERVES ALL RIGHTS TO THE STORY. 12. THIGH High Celeste should not have bothered dressing, because what she...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 42
  • 0

Why I left my wife The Truth

Well here goes, the truth why I left my wife, ended the marriage and moved on. I never really went in to the full truth and final push as to why I did what I did....I was always afraid of being judged and to be honest I never really lasted in the marriage in the first place.This will be long but should be full of enough sex and excitement.I know 2 wrongs don't make a right but a wrong shouldnt happen in the first place.I was always behind when it came to sex compared to the people that I knew....

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 32
  • 0

Why dont we do it in the road Part 2

Our next stop is for lunch, so we tidy up, change whatever clothes need changing, and go and linger for a while in a restaurant like two ordinary people who haven’t just had a wild time on the side of the road. Engine refuelled, our stomachs filled and caffeine fix treated, we get back into the car, me driving, and hit the road again. Our mood has changed, the sexual tension has lessoned and we catch up on the little stories we normally would have told each other daily, but haven’t for the...

BDSM
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Why Did You Break My Heart 8211 Part VI

Now coming to the sixth part of the story “Why Did You Break My heart.” If you like it send your comments to or or or I asked my brother -in- law to join me. As we sipped our drinks we spoke on various topics. But I could not help but notice the excited tone of Shina as she discussed the next days plan as the 3 ladies prepared dinner. My wife was no less excited. As if she was going to meet someone special and SPECIAL she was but how special could only be apparent in a couple of days. I...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Why Safety Is No1 in the alien lab

It was in the depts of the hostile sea that covers planet SG-58231 that it was found. Though found is not the right word to describe what happened. Agnes was there, the one, lucky intern in Nasa’s most coveted crew, the crew that gets to plant an American flag in new worlds, unveils environments never before seen or touched by humans, plans and executes the initial research necessary before anything found is deemed safe enough to be shipped back to Earth for further examination. They entered...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Why Was Frank Avoiding Her

I sat at the table sipping a Coke from the machine just down the motel hall and watched as my best friend Joie (pronounced Joey) worked her magic on a young stud that she had picked up at the Golden Spur. Joie was married, but quite obviously not working at it. She had already taken her sweater and bra off and her breasts were out there for all to see. The 'all' was Joie's stud Al, me and Phil who was Al's wingman of the evening. Phil and I watched as Al moved up behind Joie and cupped her...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Why Momma Was Wrong About Women

Men, if you have problems with your woman in relationships, if they walk all over you, if you are always asking yourself after they left you, what you did wrong, after all you treated them good, just like Momma told you to, well I got news for you: Your Momma lied to you. All your early years you probably heard from your Dad to suck it up, stop being a wimp, be a man, don't cry, etc. Meanwhile you heard from your Momma that it was okay to cry, to let it all out, that it was okay to be...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Why Are You Here

John walked into the doctor’s office and sat down. ‘So…Mr. Evans…tell me about your problem.’ Susan said. ‘Well I’m not exactly sure that the problem is mine doctor.’ John said. ‘Then whose problem is it?’ Susan asked. ‘I’m pretty sure that the problem is my wife’s…or rather her friends’.’ John said. ‘Then why are you here instead of them?’ Susan asked. ‘I’m here because my wife wants me to be here right now.’ John said. ‘Why does your wife want you to be here?’ Susan asked. ‘Well she...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 16
  • 0

Why Girls Love Girls

Fbailey story number 281 Why Girls Love Girls Just why do girls love other girls? We men may never know the real reason. After all most of us men don’t understand women in the first place and most of us don’t want too either. Have you ever seen two girls holding hands walking down the street and the guy you are with says, “Fucking dykes. I could turn them straight in about ten minutes.” Then he grabs his crotch and says, “All they need is a good piece of me.” You both laugh but...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Why I Became Me Part 3

I got up at 5.00 am, I wanted to be sure I wasn't late for Mr West. He was bound to be expecting me, Mr Henry will definitely have told him I would be there.I showered, got dressed into my uniform, wearing under my trousers the contents of the Marks and Spencer bag and went over to his house. I knocked on his door and waited. And waited. I knocked again and still no one answered. I was standing outside his study door, unsure what I should do when one of the sixth form boys walked along the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Why cuckold

There are lots of different reasons couple's get into cuckolding, but in most cases ( like mine ) it's the husband's idea. What I'm about to write for you to read is one hundred percent true. I will use similar names but not the real ones. Leann and I have been married a long time. She was my first and she claims I was her first. I was we eighteen when we started dating and she was younger than me. I met her after her family moved into my neighborhood, the street she lived on ran behind my...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Why Anna Hated Martin

Why Anna Hated Martin"Why don't we ever see Martin any more?" Bonnie asked her mother. She was driving her brother Bobby and her mother Anna back from a party, and was just trying to make conversation to stay awake. "We're cousins and all, and we see our other cousins when their parents come to visit. But we never see Martin any more!" She paused and then continued, "I mean, it's not like I'm crazy to see him or anything. He was always staring at my body and I could tell what was on his...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Why I dislike most porn 2

I have seen a lot of it - Some is quite good - See here my more than ten thousand favourite videos!I have seen also many videos without acting or directors, why are they always better than pro-porn?I will list below some categories where well intended 'amateur'-shoots are almost always a failureI will list the alternatives and explain why those takes can not possibly fail in any way whatsoeverIt is always the guy who organises it who is to blame for the failure of his well-intended enterpriseIt...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 42
  • 0

Why

Why? ? by: Samantha Jay - (c) December 2001 Well I don't really know where to begin. I started 'dressing' at an early age. Don't ask me why because I just don't know. I never told anyone and was always careful, I am an only child so I didn't have any sisters to force me. At first it was only bras and by the time I went to secondary school I had stopped doing it (fear of being found out I suppose) and so thought that I had grown out of it. I suppose even then I had realized that...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 13
  • 0

Why am I you

Why Am I You? By Dee Cypher Okay, here is the story of how I became the best ladies man around. It all started one day after school. --- "Okay, you've gotta be really quiet. We're not supposed to be here," I whispered to Taysha. As we walked along the concrete hallway, I thought of what would happen if Mr. Lawrence found out that I was sneaking into the History of the World classroom. "We're here," I said. "Where's the artifact?" "Over here, got it." Taysha...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 33
  • 0

Why didnt I tell her

Why didn't I tell her? First, let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Gary. I am 30 years old, 5'8" and 150 pounds. I have long, light brown hair, some call it blond, but it is light brown. I ride a Harley and am straight. I have a girlfriend named Kelly. She is a 5'6" brunette. She also rides a motorcycle, although she rides a sport bike. I live by myself in a nice, two bedroom town home. My one little quirk, I have been crossdressing for as long as I can remember....

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Why there are safety procedures when working with other lifeforms

It was in the depts of the hostile sea that covers planet SG-58231 that it was found. Though found is not the right word to describe what happened. Agnes was there, the one, lucky intern in Nasa’s most coveted crew, the crew that gets to plant an American flag in new worlds, unveils environments never before seen or touched by humans, plans and executes the initial research necessary before anything found is deemed safe enough to be shipped back to Earth for further examination. They entered...

Porn Trends