Lucia Makes a Bet
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Now Jacqueline with her amazing smile and sexiest dick rising figure went straight up in bollywood very fast. She took many awards and became a nationwide dick-throbbing masturbation queen. Now, Like every other actress, She also started to think big and so, She asked around on how to get in hollywood film. Her source said that In secret bidding takes place between actresses for a good director's film and it reaches upto 250 million dollars. She became sad and went to her father for...
Introduction: Karls horde of pregnant girls is growing quickly. Taken (Chapter Four): Hannah, Carli, Lucia, Nicolette Six months went past. There were now seven girls in Karls basement. Dasha was eight months pregnant, her belly protruding in a firm round ball. Karl had stopped raping her for fear it would hurt the baby. Instead he made her suck his dick and then drink his sperm while he massaged her breasts. Every day he sucked on her nipples to see if she was producing milk yet. When she...
Sister Lucia stayed in the punishment cell for what seemed an interminable period. It was cold and dank, and smelled faintly musty. With no clothes and no heating, she passed a sleepless night. At some point a tray was pushed under the door with a plate of porridge and a mug of tea on it; neither had been sugared, but both were very welcome for their warmth alone. Later still a plate of meat and potatoes was pushed under the door, though not a word was spoken. After some considerable time,...
Six months went past. There were now seven girls in Karl’s basement. Dasha was eight months pregnant, her belly protruding in a firm round ball. Karl had stopped raping her for fear it would hurt the baby. Instead he made her suck his dick and then drink his sperm while he massaged her breasts. Every day he sucked on her nipples to see if she was producing milk yet. When she started to lactate, he had all the other girls suck on her breasts and drink her warm milk. Morgan was also getting...
December 1978 On Monday, Kathy Will found me and giddily agreed to my terms and asked when I’d do it with her. I told her that I still thought it was a bad idea. She was desperate. “Steve, I’ll do anything you want if I can have just one more night where we do it three or four times. Anything. Please?” “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” I said firmly. “No.” “Nobody ever says ‘no’! Now you’ve said ‘no’ twice!” “That’s right.” “Fuck you, Steve Adams!” she growled angrily and stormed...
For the eleventh time this series, we fade in on our darkened bedroom set. An under-stuffed, badly sprung, dirty, stained mattress sits on a banged-up, old, metal bed-frame. The frame used to be smooth wrought iron, but is now covered in rusty flakes; the mattress used to be white, but is now various shades of gray – we can almost smell it through the camera, musty and bitter. We hear the familiar, click-click-click of high-heeled footsteps crossing the concrete floor of our studio – then...
lucia "Good to see you again Miss Lucia." Said the chauffeur with a smile. "Hopefully we can make tonight as good an experience for you as last time.""It would be tough to top last time," I responded, "But its nice of you to try." I said with a wink.The chauffeur held the limo door open for me as a climbed in, an operation made more difficult by the six-inch stiletto heels I wore to compliment my tiny black cocktail dress. I was still not quite used to the heels, and considered myself lucky...
After that night with Marcia and Marilyn, life just got busier and busier. It was great but I had started to feel a bit drained. I tried to slow them down, unsuccessfully, so felt that the only way was to take a short holiday. It seemed the only way of getting a little peace and quiet. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the attention I was getting and the sex was mind-blowing. I just needed a short break to recharge my batteries. This time of year was when I always took a break, to get a bit of warmth...
AnalDecember, 1984, Chicago, Illinois On Wednesday, Julia and I had breakfast together and went over our presentation one final time. Charlie’s part was straightforward and all the charts were identical to the ones I’d provided to her the previous week, though we had spruced up how they looked using the Macintosh. I printed fresh copies to use in the opaque projector. I wished there was a way to project images from my Macintosh, but if there was, I couldn’t find one in any of my computer...
When she moved, she realized that her hairs has also been changed as well. Now, they look like they’ve been to a salon despite her not going anywhere. She grabbed his 7-inch flaccid cock and started to massage it slowly and slowly and occasionally kissing it as well. She started getting wet and since she was still wearing those shoes from her last fuck, her heels went to 3 inches and she was feeling like she’s wearing runners instead of spiky heels. After 10 mins, her massage made his cock...
Chapter I I WAS BORN, BUT WOULD KNOW HOW TO SAY NO HOW, when or where, and therefore I allow the reader to accept this statement of mine and who creates it while you think. Another thing is also certain: the fact of my birth is not even an atom less true that the veracity of these reports, and if the intelligent student deepens these pages wondering how it happened that in the course of my journey through life -Or maybe I should have said I jumped for her endowed with intelligence, powers of...
When Jacky went to the bathroom and saw herself in the bathroom, she saw some changes in her appearance, first starting from her face. Her hair looked like she just came out of a hair salon, her makeup was still on point despite feeling so sweaty after a 5 hr sex marathon, her cheek bones were a bit higher than normal, no facial hair under nose line, more prominent jaw-line, perfect kissable lips, her skin tone got two shades higher and her face was literally glowing and nobody could tell that...
Series 6, Episode 18: Sadie Gonzalez (45) from Motherwell We fade in on a drone shot – flying over the middle of a small town ... Not too pretty, low rise, tightly packed ... Then panning around over a large, craggy area of parkland, before coming to rest on a large old-school factory. We hover over the factory for a moment, then cut to... Outside the factory ... Ground level. Our hostess – in a low cut top that shows off her fake boobs and chest covering ‘DOGWHORE’ tattoo – and tight...
Saturday afternoon on a brisk November day in Calgary. I was into my second month of a six month stay, having come up from Houston for a consulting job in the oil fields. So far, Calgary had been nonstop hard work, and this day was the first break I’d taken. Keith, a foreman with the company I was contracted to, had invited me to watch a hockey game with his girlfriend Danielle and his crew of tough, muscled roustabouts and roughnecks. I don’t know shit about ice hockey, but I’d soaked up...
Waking up to the sounds of explosions isn't that odd in the Lucius house. John Lucius is startled and woken up in the early morning by the noise of chanting and volume use explosions being contained in the basement. Johns parents are cult leaders, or something like that, they really are nice people, and they don't force their views on anyone, John thought as he heard the sounds of what seemed to be a lamb being sacrificed. John walked down to the basement, which was really more of a dungeon,...
FetishLucian, Chapter Two. Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves - a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn't an oak, surely - there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast...
Lucian, Chapter Nine. Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling...
Lucian, Chapter Six. Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension - they're like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton's Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet...
Dear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. Lucian, Chapter One. The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark,...
Lucian, Chapter Five. Spring arrived at Norton's Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen - the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load...
Lucian, Chapter Four. What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be...
Lucian, Chapter Three. A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines - even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real - though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious...
Lucian, Chapter Seven. A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines' second autumn there and he had changed a...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers’ flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington’s Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling circus didn’t seem to notice. Aloof...
Lucian, Chapter Ten. How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he'd never been there; he...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn’t that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves – a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn’t an oak, surely – there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast lawn to the school building. “So...
Lucian, Chapter Eight. Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable - from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she'd...
Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension – they’re like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton’s Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet and celebrate. And it was the first...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn’t stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be the ones that raped him. Maybe...
How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he’d never been there; he didn’t even know it existed. But...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine – to choke his throat. “It’s okay,” a girl’s voice whispered. October found its way to Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines’ second autumn there and he had changed a lot since the first one – physically as...
Why think you’re a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you’re a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable – from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she’d filled with white-and-yellow...
A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines – even in a world as weird as Norton’s Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real – though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious chores. There was the daily routine of getting...
Spring arrived at Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen – the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load that resisted two months of...
I spent just an hour with Lucian. I remember that it was a quiet back alley at the dance club in Newcastle. We'd danced, kissed (of course) and he had felt my sex for me. Kristin was beside me, going with one of Lucian's gang. When he got his prick out I should have resisted. Instead I held my sex open for him and he pushed roughly inside me. It was the most amazing animal sex, the most amazing orgasm! I wanted to see him again! He said, 'you're married bitch', pleased to own you, but you gotta...
InterracialMy brother has this well fit mate called Lucian. Anyway he came to pick up a dvd my brother lent off him. He said he was rollin a spliff and did I want some. I said ok and let him in. I wasn’t dressed yet I was still wearin pink and white pyjama shorts and top.Hes a couple of years older got short blonde hair and was wearing white trackies nd a light blue t-shirt. He always acted tough. was a proper chav and fit fucker wit a nice six pack. We’d already shagged once before. His dick was ded...
Comissioned by Keaton the Black Jackal, she asked more of a sex than plot based. So don’t expect anything, expect an excuse for a sex. I hope, nay, I pray she likes this. Part 0: The fight to determine the future. Jax descended quickly from the skies, landing softly on the icy ground below him. He looked ahead and scanned the frozen plains around him, with his eyes, while listening closely for any signs of Luciantmon. He still could not believe how the cocky dragon, had threatened to...
A former undercover cop is forced to re-visit his last and toughest case. It wasn't much fun the first time. He certainly didn't want to meet that lot again. This gets a little dark and nasty in places so be forewarned. It has been sitting for many months, almost abandoned more than once, as others explored similar themes. I decided to finish it, so... For Anne... a friend, not always an easy thing. Thanks for the support. This is a work of adult fiction. ...
(The following story ought to be read in conjunction with the first one, ) Lucia’s Slave - The AnniversaryLucia and I first met on 26. April 1986. This date is engraved deeply into my sub-conscience and is underlined red in my diaries since that day. – Every year, without fail, I had sent her red roses. Last year it was 23 roses and this year I will place 24 roses at her bedside for when she awakes in OUR house, at long last united. The first weeks of our togetherness were exactly that;...
(Any mistakes in grammar or sentence structure are regretted. English is the author’s second language and not his mother tongue).LUCIA’S SLAVE – UNITED AT LAST (1)Twenty five years ago things in life here were not so free and easy as they are now; there were no open adverts of dominas or even pro ladies. My desires as a sub go back to my early youth and in the eighties, at the peak of my virility, were giving me a lot of frustration. Finding a pro-domme was very much a matter of luck; however,...
CHAPTER ONEKatie loved being pregnant. She loved it from the first moment and that’s not to mention the conception which was an altogether thrilling experience. She was actually fucked in the car park of the diner where she’d met these three bikers. To say things got a little out of hand was an understatement but its sufficient to tell that she ended up spreadeagled over the hood of her own car while the three of them took her roughly from behind one after the other. Katie was left to recover...
At the Summit – Part Twelve ————————————————- by Richard Williams Copyright 2005, All rights reserved ————————————————- Contributed by Richard Williams for the enjoyment of Literotica’s readers. This fictional story is copyrighted and may only be used for your personal pleasure. It may not be sold, distributed, or posted on another website without the author’s permission. ————————————————- AT THE SUMMIT by Prof. Richard W. (formerly of the University of ____________) ...
My step-mom’s fingers slid in and out of my vagina with a slowly growing urgency as she cradled me on the big leather couch in her and my dad’s living room. Her mouth hung over mine, her breath filling my nostrils with a minty fragrance, laced with the red wine she’d been drinking. Softly, wetly, her lips lay against mine, her tongue tickling out every once in a while as I lapped back at her. Every now and then I would gasp. She wanted to feel all of it, I could sense it, taking me and my...
I can't remember exactly when my sister Cindy and I first began masturbating in front of each other, but by the time we were in high school, we would usually come home after our dates with other people and tell all about what Cindy called "the juicy details." My sister is a beautiful brunette with smallish-sized tits. I'd tell about dry humping my date in the front seat, or touching some girl's tits; and Cindy would sit back against the headboard of her bed and slowly bring her knees up, then...
Our wedding anniversary was the following Wednesday, and I had worked it out that, this was the day that she slept at Chris’s house. I talked to her about it and she asked me if I wanted to change the plans so that she would be with me on that night.Deep down, I wanted her to make love with him on our wedding anniversary night; for some strange reason, I found that incredibly hot.“Baby, you should sleep at his house next Wednesday,” I told her. “Tou should be fucked on the anniversary of your...
Wife LoversIts 9:40pm at night and I am lying on my bed reading a magazine. The phone rings and for a brief moment I wonder who would be calling me this late at night. I pick it up and say, "Hello." “Hi baby, I miss you, do you know who this is?" My eyes got big and my body started to tingle from my lips towards the center of my pussy. “Dave, darling, where are you? I miss you so much,” I uttered with a noticeable quiver in my voice. I love talking to you; your phone calls are so...
Introduction: This is the story of a sophisticated mom who turns into a nasty slut. This is a desi story and my english could be awkward for some people. Hi All. This is Dilip back with another hardcore story. This is a hardcore sex story and has many extreme sexual themes like incest, watersports, scatplay and also bdsm. If you dont enjoy these things, I would say this is not a story. Send in your comments to [email protected] It was 2 years back. I was 20 at that time. We are a family of 3....
My wife Christy is an extremely attractive thirty-three-year-old species of the female sex: a brunette with shoulder-length naturally wavy hair and a very trim sexy figure. Her firm thirty-four-B cup tits perfectly complement her five-feet-five-tall frame and she is proud of her super-slim figure that she works out four times per week to keep.Her tits do not need support and her slender legs enhance her nice firm ass. She has green eyes and a very contagious personality; all this coupled with...
Wife LoversThe evening progressed with an agonizing slowness. Tanya’s ten o’clock show was over and Jake left, promising Béla he would be waiting for her outside after closing. The midnight show came and went; the patrons happily throwing their money away for a moment of Tanya’s mesmerizing attention. After Jake left, Jessica came down to help with the workload, much more herself after spending a hour in Béla’s Jacuzzi. She didn’t even behave as though she minded being handled by some of the more rowdy...
Painting her face. It was late one night and after a number of drinks with my buddy James and his girl Samantha, when things started getting hot. The pretty naughty blonde that she was, and the more she drank the more naughty and experimental she would become. Our conversation soon was all sexual and I soon started feeling rather horny and wanting to fuck my friends pretty little blonde girl. Another drink went down as the sexual conversation continued and soon Samantha asked is it just me...
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Story 1 - San Diego Part of this story is factual, part fiction. My name is Mark I grew up and lived in Florida and it was the summer before I entered the 10th grade so I was around 14, almost 15 years old. One of my mom's sister (my aunt) lived out in southern California in San Diego. Her husband had died at an early age a few years before due to a heart condition. She had two daughters, aged 17 (going to be a senior in high school) and 12. Although they currently lived in...
Just take a look at Sadie Holmes. What a cheater! Literally five minutes ago she was in the produce aisle of her grocery store, where she spent over half an hour flirting with the handsome hunk of a man who’s now in her marital bed!! It started with, “look how big this cucumber is!” to “yes, that’s the bed I sleep with my husband in!” Now, for the very first time in her slutty MILF life, she’s fucking a black man! He’s got a huge dick on him, too!...
xmoviesforyouSome men deserve to die, but these three deserved to spend the rest of their miserable lives wishing they were dead. Sean ‘Recon’ Wallace heard the woman screaming as soon as the doors to the van had opened. Noticing headlights in the pre-dawn darkness he had watched the van driving to the remote cabin of his neighbor Glenn Parker as he was cutting through the woods on his way to his own cabin about a mile farther into the southwest Georgia wilderness. The winding dirt road the van had chosen...
Summer of 1953 Discovering His Manhood It was July of 1953, and the two Eddies and Vic had gone to Astoria Pool to go swimming, nothing else. They never even talked about girls, let alone looked at them. They were just three young k**s looking to have fun the only way they knew, and that was swimming at the pool, playing stickball and riding their bikes. Girls, no matter how nice they were, just never fit into their plans. They didn't want them, didn’t need them. At least that's what they...
Jim wandered into the kitchen, "Finished?" he asked. "Yep, this should stop you, Julie and Paul, passing this on to anyone, if you have any more 'accidents'. How are Julie and Paul?" "Julie is handling it quite well, but Paul, I don't know. He is very withdrawn. Perhaps you should talk to him." "Tonight, today I have to prepare and test this." She gestured at the screen. "Julie needs to get some more clothes, You live near the institute, don't you." "Yeah, you drop...
Kitten, part 4 "Yes it is," I said. "You see unclaimed Kittens don't get pampered the way the rest of us did. The way you will." I continued my story, "Those two had been sneaking around for weeks, hiding out in the unused out buildings, raiding the dining hall when they thought it was safe. They met up on the streets and hung together, Hooking whenever necessary to make money as they hitch hiked cross country. Tammy heard about the school from one of her Jane's....
Two days after her "taming" Jasmine called me.."Hey! You ok?" She asked before I could say anything."Yeah.. What's up?""Oh My Fucking God!" She squealed," You won't believe this......The day after her taming Jasmine had spent the day with Melissa. Melissa's boyfriend was away for a week, a stag do in Amsterdam. Melissa was not particularly happy about this so the girls planned a day of shopping, taking in a movie at the cinema and then some girly time at Melissa's house with a bottle of two or...