Gabbie Carter
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I woke up with a sore jaw and a crick in my neck. It was a record number of clients for me at the glory hole last night. I lost track of the official count, but it was over twenty. My first hiatus must have made people crave me more, because that was over double the number of clients I usually had. I made a killing in tips. What was most surprising about that night was that my dad had returned for another round with me. Even more surprising still, he left me with a parting gift of a...
“So, uhhh… that happened,” I said.“Yup,” my dad replied.We sat in silence for a moment, both staring out the window at the hood of his truck. He shifted into gear and pulled out of the parking lot of the sex shop without a word. Recently I had taken to attending the glory hole at said shop, and things were going well until my dad came in for a blowie. I didn’t know it was him when I started. That’s kinda the whole point of glory holes, you don’t know who you’re sucking or getting sucked by....
I'm 28 years old and have been happily married for 9 years. My husband and I have enjoyed a good (and regular) sex life in those 9 years. My interracial experience started last year when a group of girls I know got together to celebrate one of the girls 30th birthday. The night was going very well; we had a nice meal and more than a few bottles of champagne and wine.I was sat next to a girl I hadn't seen for a while even though we'd been real close a few years back. Her name is Karen and we...
“I’m heading out dad, be back sometime after midnight,” I shouted from the front hall.“Where ya headed?” he shouted back. “Going to the movies and probably ice cream after,” I lied.“All right, hon, have fun. Say, can you grab the mail before you go?”I finished tying my boots and opened the front door, poking my head out and lifting the flap on our mail box right under the doorbell. I shut the door behind me and looked through the pile of mostly junk for anything with my name on it. “Anything...
DR. CARTER AND ANGELA By Joanna Michelle Angela pushed a shopping cart across the aisle of the grocery store. Her high heels clicking against the floor. Save for her shoes, she was dressed simply, as any conservative farm girl might be. A leaf green blouse and soft yellow skirt made up her outerwear. The skirt drooped over her knees, not quiet hiding her shapely legs. She stopped in front of the magazine rack and looked at the cover of Cosmopolitan Magazine. The girl on the...
After my anal sex experience with Carter, we became very good friends. We didnt see each other as often as we would like, because we were both really busy. My work was becoming more demanding, and I was working my way up the ladder. Carter was also really busy, but I was never sure what he was busy with. The winter months died away, and we had sex whenever we could. It definitely wasnt enough though. I began to seek out gay sex from other sources. I still had the occasional woman as well. I...
I am 24 years old, about 5’11”, and 150 pounds. I am an average young guy. I have a good paying job, and I live on my own in a pretty nice place. I try to work out every day and keep my life healthy. Recently, I have had a lot of fantasies about gay sex. I always tend to think of these fantasies because they are the most likely to happen. I think about gay sex a lot, but I am not sure if I have the nerve to pursue these fantasies. I am sure that there are plenty of gay men that would love...
"Dude, the fuck we even doing?" Jess asks, his words slurring. "I'm just followin you." Jack says Having been drinking for the last few hours, Jack had no idea where he even was. Looking around, there's the little park consisting of a swing set, one slide, a merry go round and a a monkey bar set. The little coffee shop nobody went to. The doctors office. Wait, Jack knew exactly where he was. He spent a lot of time in this neighborhood when he was young. His parents had friends that...
Taking a swig of his beer, Jack finishes off his bottle and tossed it into the bushes. Continuing his way down the road with Jess, his best friend."Dude, the fuck we even doing?" Jess asks, his words slurring."I'm just followin you." Jack saysHaving been drinking for the last few hours, Jack had no idea where he even was. Looking around, there's the little park consisting of a swing set, one slide, a merry go round and a a monkey bar set. The little coffee shop nobody went to. The doctors...
Carter let out a little gasp and bit his lip as the familiar sensations of Emma’s cock penetrating him flowed throughout his body. Slow and steady, both his hands now resting on her thighs as he arched his back and began to lower himself down, feeling each veined inch as it pressed inside him, sparks of pleasure rippling through him as she moaned, but they were sparks that he knew he had to suppress. Ready and practised as he was, it only took a few long moments for her impressive length to...
Flying is deemed to be a man’s world but during the outbreak of World War Two, in nineteen thirty nine, the British Airforce found itself in need of an increasing number of planes and pilots. War, it seemed, was proving to be a social leveller in this respect, and out of the sheer desperation, the Air Transport Auxiliary (ATA) was born.And so it was, that on the twelfth of July nineteen forty, I came into contact with Emily ‘Vixen’ Carter. A sprightly and spirited twenty-something, though she...
Love StoriesMy wife Angie and I grew up and went to college in Wisconsin, where I earned a master’s degree in healthcare management, and Angie earned a master’s degree in education. At the age of twenty-five we moved to Roanoke, Virginia since I got a job with one of the large healthcare insurers there. Angie couldn't find a teaching position right away, but she did get a volleyball coaching job at a high school, which was part-time but still better than nothing.Angie is a well-conditioned athlete and...
Teen"Don't worry, Jackie. It will be our little secret, our sexy, silky little secret. That will be so nice, so hot, won't it, Jackie?" Jack mumbled his compliance with no hesitation. His response was muffled by the panties his mother's dear friend, the widow Mrs. Noreen Carter, had stuffed into his mouth just a few minutes earlier. Mrs. Carter had also managed to get Jack out of most of his clothes, into a pair of full-cut, nylon Vanity Fair briefs and onto the rich burgundy...
John wandered down the hall of the Burn Unit carrying two books. The books had been delivered to him by the owner of the local bookstore that he visited almost daily. The owner gave him the books free, with the promise that he would donate the rest of the series to the burn ward when he was able to locate them. John was about to protest, but the owner told him that it was a good tax write-off. John thanked him for his charity. The day nurse, Nurse Betty, was at the other end of the hall and...
SUE-ELLEN CARTER A Southern Lady By Betty Noone My name is Robert E. Bradford, age 44, 5'6" in height and weigh 160 pounds. I live in Tascaloos, Alabama, a factory town with about 90,000 population. With my wife, Mary Lou,I own a cafe. My family have lived in the South every since my great-great-great (I don't know how many more greats to add) grandfather immigrated from Ireland about five years before the Civil War and...
-- JUNE 1989, SPRING BREAK -- "Mommmm!" I cried pitifully, limping my way down the street. On a normal day, I could cross each square of the sidewalk in two steps. Running, I could do it with one. But the way my right leg hurt, it felt like it was taking a -million- steps just to go from one square to the next. And there were like... thousands of sidewalk squares between me and the house. I was never going to make it. I was going to DIE. "Mommmm!" I cried again. I finally dragged myself...
The funeral had been a very private affair. It had been held in a small chapel in the Arizona town they called home. The body had been laid to rest in a small corner of the local graveyard. Beth’s mother and the Carter Clan were the only ones in attendance. The rest of the town respected their wishes and did not attend. The public memorial service would be held when her father left the hospital. The entire town would be invited as well as her colleagues from the hospital. In the mean time,...
A large crowd was gathered in the meeting hall talking to each other and generally having a good time. A month ago, the same gathering would have been split in their opinions about John Carter. Today, they were much more united. The council of elders had come up with a gift that was much more acceptable to everyone. Almost everyone in the tribe had contributed to it in some fashion. Linda Redman stood in a corner looking around nervously, thinking that this was the big public ceremony; the...
In the short time she had worked for Betsy, life for Charlie had been interesting. Still unable to get around with any kind of ease, Charlie was more than happy to sit behind the desk and take care of the hundreds of little things, that had been ignored by Betsy. She’d been stunned to discover that Betsy hadn’t even bothered to open a local bank account. She had been shocked one day, to discover a past due statement buried with the stack of mail that had accumulated over a couple of weeks....
For the most part celebrities, politicians and other public figures, enjoy seeing themselves on television. It was as if each appearance on television was another notch in their belt. The exception was when the destruction of their career was being broadcast to a large audience. At that time, they would rather see the television cease to exist, and wish that the printing press had never been invented. A television program titled, ‘Corruption In Paradise,’ was being broadcast. It presented...
John sat in his Jeep staring at the main entrance of the Federal Building in Phoenix. He didn’t want to enter, but knew he couldn’t postpone it any longer. For the past three days, he had been driven by the urge to come to this place. He got out of the car slowly and looked at his walking stick. He thought he wouldn’t be allowed to bring it through security, but decided to try it anyway. Rover leaped out of the car and stood next to him. He closed the door. People stared at him as he walked...
Chuck stood just inside the entrance of the college and looked around at his surroundings as if to memorize them. The lobby was filled with artwork and photographs showing nature in all its glory. It was as if the lobby was dedicated to the Goddess. His eyes fell upon a photograph of a snowdrift. There was a blue sheen to the snow that seemed to announce that despite its frozen state, it was still water even if it had to advertise itself with the blue of the deep water. A wind was blowing a...
"You're lonely." Shrugging his shoulders, William answered, "My girlfriend is hundreds of miles away." "I don't mean that way," Joe said. "What do you mean?" "You don't have any friends. There may be a lot of people around you, but you don't really have any friends." Joe cut a piece out of the steak and put it in his mouth while watching William to judge his reaction. He knew that William was going to be leaving in a week and wondered what was going to happen to his...
Eddie stood with his legs spread shoulder wide and his fists on his hips. Glaring at the man standing in front of him, he said, "My brother is the smartest person alive." "There are a lot of very smart people in this world, young man," the distinguished looking man said with amusement in his voice. He added, "As Provost of this University, I can tell you that many of them are here on this campus." "I don't care who you are. My brother is the smartest person alive. He's going to win...
By the morning after the altercation with Kyle, the swelling in Carl’s face had reduced to the point where he could see again. His nose was still tender, but most of the pain was gone. It was hard to believe that Kyle had been able to hurt him so badly, with just two punches. He’d been beaten up a few times in high school, but that had been nothing compared to the previous day. He had awakened that morning to find Betsy, wearing a knee-length skirt and white blouse, seated in a chair reading...
John sat at the desk in his laboratory mulling over a paper. This paper had been buried under some equipment in the corner of the lab. He found it last fall when he was cleaning the lab, in preparation of setting it up for his experiments. The experiment described in the paper had been proven incorrect several years ago, but the experimental part is not what had caught his attention. There was a small section of the paper that suggested the reason for the current temperature of the planet...
John parked his car in front of the Sheriff’s office. He had no idea why he had returned. There was only a singled-minded urge to come to this place. He got out of the Jeep followed by Rover. From experience, he was sure that he would be the subject of curiosity, but people walked by without taking much notice of him. He looked around the town and felt that something was subtly different. He entered the Sheriff’s office with Rover following behind him. Rover sat down in a corner to watch. He...
"Do you think I should open a publishing house?" William asked. "No," Linda answered putting the manuscript on the table. She had just finished reading it and had been very impressed. She knew Happy Harry, but not many of the other homeless. She had noticed that the manuscript had Forest Shadow crying like a baby by the time she had finished it. "Okay, so who do we take the manuscript to?" "Al Maloney would probably be the best person. His publishing house has handled a lot of best...
Keith's first and last season as assistant softball coach/assistant football coach at Westside high school was unofficially coming to a close today, which was the last day of school for all students. He knew the day he was hired that he probably wouldn't be stuck coaching high school sports for long, and sure enough he'd gotten the call he'd been waiting for from Georgia Southern, and starting next week he'd be back in college, coaching football full time. They weren't a top program, but they...
Straight SexDoug strode into the room with an undisguised sense of authority. He was a short man, with a neatly trimmed mustache that exaggerated his frown and short black hair that gave him a distinguished look. He looked around and noticed a man changing the sheets on the only bed in the room. He cleared his throat and asked, “Where’s John Carter?” Nurse John turned and examined the intruder. He didn’t know what to make of the man. He answered, “He’s in the next room reading to the Wilson girl. She...
It was nearly midnight when William and Colt entered the house. William tried to be quiet expecting everyone to be in bed, but Colt just walked in without worrying about the noise he made. At the irritated glance from William, he said, "I'm up all night and no one notices. If I tried sneaking around here all the time, I'd wake the whole house the first time I made a noise. Everyone is used to me walking around." "Oh, I guess I didn't think about that," William said uneasy about the...
Linda, an attractive young woman, was a special friend of Patrick. She had a well defined hour glass figure with long shapely legs. Her hazel eyes, flecked with gold, drew attention to her face. Her face with soft features was framed by naturally curly blond hair that gave the impression that she had just come from bed. As far as most men were concerned, she would have been an ideal cheerleader type except for what many thought was one major flaw. She was the least endowed female on the...
Ling and Betsy stopped the car at the front gate leading to William's place. Over the past year, the front of the property had changed to where it looked more like the entrance to a military base than a ranch. There was a little guard shack that sat beside a closed metal barrier. Ling's trained eye recognized the retractable barrier was capable of stopping a charging dump truck. Worried about the kind of reception they would receive, Betsy asked, "Are you sure that he'll see us?" "It...
William stared at Lucy in shock. Unable to believe what he thought he had heard her say, he asked, "Excuse me?" Pointing to the woman at the front of the conference room of the Carter House, Lucy said, "I asked her to remove her clothes." "I thought I misunderstood you," William said. He glanced over at Mary Gold. The woman had her head down and was hiding her mouth behind her hands. The twinkle in her eye suggested that she was trying not to laugh. The twenty-four year old woman...
Through the years I have had a very diverse and satisfying sex life. Despite my young age I have been fortunate enough to enjoy a good number of partners. I am openly bisexual and have had boyfriends and girlfriends. I don’t really have a preference as to which I like more. Both have something to offer the other does not. I enjoy both and it all depends what I’m in the mood for. I’m a bit of a strange sort when it comes to how I see myself in relationships. When I’m with a man, I’m very...
Keith’s first and last season as assistant softball coach/assistant football coach at Westside high school was unofficially coming to a close today, which was the last day of school for all students. He knew the day he was hired that he probably wouldn’t be stuck coaching high school sports for long, and sure enough he’d gotten the call he’d been waiting for from Georgia Southern, and starting next week he’d be back in college, coaching football full time. They weren’t a top program, but they...
Chapter 1: Submission relationship Jack/Carter Chapter Text Carter can back after work from the SGC late to O'NEILL house were she was his wife and fuck toy. What did I say about coming back late Sam? You said don't come back late home. But I have a good reason Master. I was asked by Janet to help out with something. She is the reason I'm back late. Well then call her and tell her to come over. Then I'm going to teach her a lesson in keeping you late. Your going to fuck her with your new...
The cold Chicago wind of the winter of 1948 blew through the grand entrance doors when opened, bringing a chill to the grandiose yet austere municipal building. He dropped to his knees before her in the hall outside the divorce court, and pleaded with her not to go through with it. She stood regal and pompous in her fur coat, enjoying seeing him squirm, and also thoroughly enjoying the looks of utter contempt he received from men and women alike as he humiliated himself. He had noted an...
The walls of the room were bare except for a handful of posters showing Ansel Adams photographs. The accordion doors of the closet were open allowing the contents to be viewed. There were a handful of shirts hanging from clothes hangers. The shelf along the top of the closet contained camping equipment such as, tents, sleeping bags, canteens, knives, axes, and similar gear; souvenirs of a youth spent camping. Everything in the closet, including the equipment, was too small for him or too worn...
The wedding ceremony was a quiet affair, attended by the parents of the new bride and groom. Linda and Leroy glowed with happiness. Linda looked gorgeous in her white robe, the white contrasting nicely with her dark skin. Leroy looked handsome, but felt a little uncomfortable wearing a white robe as it raised thoughts of racist organizations. Ling wore a white robe and shifted nervously, as this was her first time through the ceremony as well. John wore his brown robe and looked impressive...
The tension in the air felt like the beginning of a thunderstorm. The family members sat around the hotel room looking at each other; none of them were able to conceal emotions they felt. The muscles in his face pulsed as Ed Biggers clenched and unclenched his jaw in anger. Terrified at what was going to happen next, Linda and Kelly were sitting as far back in their chairs as possible. Leroy and Dan looked at the door wondering if there was any excuse that would allow them to leave the room....
Responsibility is perhaps one of the most complex words in the English language. Written down on paper, it is fourteen characters long. It is pronounced using six syllables. Whether it is written down or spoken, the word is significantly larger than the average word. Despite that, it is still too short of a word to convey a concept so significant. It is a heavy word; just ask anyone who strives to live up to an unpleasant responsibility. Responsibility can weigh a ton. A responsibility is a...
While reading her book, Lucy occasionally glanced over at the television to watch the election coverage on the television. It was kind of sad, but the news coverage only addressed a few of the state elections. When they failed to mention the race in Texas, she shook her head and said, "The news services really make me mad." "Why?" William asked moving his book aside to look at Lucy. "They are only covering some of the races we're interested in," Lucy said gesturing over at the...
Betsy had jogged past the building a hundred times in the past, but had never gone inside. This particular morning, she noticed Lucy walking towards the entrance. She changed the direction of her run, and headed towards the door. “Lucy!” Lucy stopped while opening the door. Betsy had slowed to a walk. Lucy looked over at her sister-in-law wondering what she wanted. In a way, it was hard getting used to watching Betsy walking rather than running. She held the door open, and waited patiently...
SUE-ELLEN CARTER CONTINUING THE STORY OF MY LIFE IN ATLANTA BY BETTY NOONE Dear readers: Thank you for your many nice reviews on my story, "Sue- Ellen Carter, A Southern lady." I want you all to know that I read them all and am pleased that you liked this story. The following is a continuation of Sue-Ellen's life in Atlanta. I hope that you will find this interesting as well. For those of you who haven't read the previous story this one won't make much sense unless you...
-- SATURDAY, APRIL 22, 2006 -- I felt something tickle my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake. "Mmph!" a girl moaned and I realized I'd just shoved my dick an inch into somebody's throat. She took it like a trouper, gagging only slightly and keeping her head down, breathing heavily through her nose until I pulled back. And she resumed rhythmically pumping my shaft in her hands and sucking on the mushroom head as if I'd never interrupted her. My eyes fluttered for a brief second,...
John sat back and hit ‘Enter’ on the computer, saving the data from the current experiment. He smiled as he examined the experimental apparatus. He was satisfied that he had finally finished taking data. It was the last run of the experiment. There was more than enough data to explain the effects of light upon liquid droplets. He shutdown the laptop and closed it. Leaning back in his chair, he considered the next steps to take in becoming Dr. Carter. In a few days he would leave town and...
Tired from the party, Betsy and John came home and fell asleep. In the morning, they woke with limbs entwined. Waking was followed by soft tender kisses. When lips touched lips, the whole world disappeared. They made very slow and passionate love. It was special and reminiscent of their first time, but with much deeper feelings. Both of them surrendered themselves totally to the other. This was that rare occasion when neither thinks of their individual pleasure and yet doesn’t dwell on...
Kelly dreamt that she was riding in a small fishing boat in the middle of a massive storm. The boat was purple. The waves were pink and they seemed to reach the sky. Her stomach tightened as seasickness threatened to overtake her. She was trying to find a life preserver that fit her, but her breasts were so huge that all of them were too small. Throughout her search, the boat seemed to rock in every direction. She was shaken awake by Ed. He was shouting, “Get up, Kelly.” She sat up thinking...
... to open that door behind which lies a frightening strength. All he knows is what all people know. He knows the strength that flows into the body when pushed into a rage. Fearlessness comes and allows him to lash out at all around him. He knows the regret following devastation and hates the harm caused by such an unthinking fury. There is the guilt that comes afterward. Rage is not the only key that enables the power to escape. Fear for others allows one to perform heroic feats of...
John sat on the steps of the porch that was part of a beat up wooden house. It hadn’t been painted in years. What little paint remained was cracked or peeling off. The windows hadn’t been cleaned in just as many years and were covered on the inside with newspapers taped to the glass. A casual passerby would have sworn the house had been abandoned for at least a decade. The only external sign that someone lived there was the oil drippings on the dirt driveway and the fresh refuse beside the...
John leaned against a boulder watching the evergreens sway in the breeze. Occasionally, handfuls of snow would cascade down from a tree. The snow in the area was over two feet deep and powdery. The footprints that Rover made when he had charged into the woods were visible as dark spots in the snow. He could hear the few birds left in the woods singing. It was peaceful and as quiet as nature allowed. It was never perfectly silent in the woods. Leaves rustled, birds sang, the wind blew, and...
John listened to the priest as he went through the prayers for the funeral. His treatment of this occasion was as if it were an event of little importance. The priest looked bored and went through the actions by rote. The occasional bursts of passion appeared when he remembered that a woman from the press was listening. It was soon John’s turn to give the eulogy. He noticed the woman sit up straighter and he knew why she was here. John stepped up to the podium. He looked across the handful...
The middle of the afternoon is a quiet time in the living quarters of the President of the College. John, the President, was on his back, in the middle the living room. Little Beth, now four years old, was curled up inside one arm and little John, now three years old, was curled up inside the other. All three of them were asleep. Ling and Kelly stood at the door watching them. Ling whispered, “It’s hard to be a mother when the fathers spend all their time with the kids.” Kelly giggled, “Yes,...
John and Kelly stepped out the door of the administration building into the bright morning sun. The deep clear blue sky reached down to touch the soul. The clear air was cool and crisp. It carried the scent of trees and the aroma of the soil. Kelly stretched and smiled. She turned to John and said, “What a glorious day to be alive!” “Yes, it’s a glorious day.” She skipped to the end of the walkway and twirled around like a young girl. Her happiness was contagious. John raced down the...
"I'm sure Tim enjoys the holidays and would like to celebrate them according to your family traditions. You can set up a Christmas Tree in the living room if you want," said William. He reminded himself that the needed to purchase presents for the family before he left for the winter holidays. "Thanks," Ken said as he turned onto the street to the house. Upon turning the corner, he slowed the car and came to a stop. He ran a hand over the pistol he carried under his jacket. Pointing...
Greetings had been exchanged and the guests shown their rooms in the Carter home. The next order of business was to relax. William stripped off his clothes and headed towards the pool. He jumped in feet first, reveling in the feel of cool water against his bare skin. Lucy and Ann, naked as well, slipped into the pool right behind him. Before they had even moved a dozen feet from the edge, Betsy charged into the poolroom throwing off her clothes even as she ran. Without pause, she jumped into...
"Your mother and I watched your meeting with the White Buffalo on the news. That's how we knew to go to the ranch," said Lucy. "Pardon?" William was not aware that there had been a television camera at the ranch. "Someone filmed the whole thing with their video camera. It was on the television within half an hour of it happening." "So what did you think?" "Strange. It was like you weren't there. Your face was blank. Your voice was strange with an odd echoing quality to it. When...