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Mustering up her all her strength, Ava slowly began to move her stiff joints still paralysed with fear. She was sure her heart would explode for it was beating so fiercely, and a cold sweat had replaced the ardour that had enveloped her only moments earlier. The muffled sounds of a struggle made her freeze again momentarily before she deftly rose from the bed, sweeping a sheet around her, tying it tight across one shoulder, and then back again over her chest. Ava’s eyes hastily searched the...
Penelope is pretty. She is a blonde beautiful shy sexy student. In Poland her name is Penelopa. This is the story of her first experience in lesbian love with Petra, who hosted her in Holland.Penelope first met Peter in the net. Peter speaks Polish and wondered how he could please her?Penelope confessed she lost most of her interest in men in five years of making love with them. That's where Petra took over. She is his grandd0d, who was raised by him from her earliest years. She still often...
Ava hid in Mr Shultz’s closet waiting for his return, she knew that in 15 minutes he and Mrs Monroe always had their leadership meeting at this time on a Wednesday but this time it would not be quite so dull and boring. Her friend Abbey had been with Mr Shultz discussing a fundraising idea she had which Ava had suggested. Neither Mr Shultz nor Abbey had any idea it was a set up. Part way through the meeting Mr Shultz was conveniently called away urgently to deal with some unwanted intruders...
A Night with Penelope by Tanya H. Hazel, my boss, was comfortably open minded about me sleeping with hotel guests. The first time, I'd only been working there a couple of weeks, was a middle aged business consultant - a little overweight, with a gorgeous smile and a thing about being on top. Fine by me. Next morning, while I was tidying up after breakfast, Hazel sidled up with a knowing look and asked how Mrs Jenkins had been. She'd enjoyed the way I'd blushed, I think, and when...
Well a half hour later we were flying through a pretty bad snowstorm and we were ordered to turn around and land at the nearest airport. Kansas City was the nearest place to land. We were about twenty minutes out and the plane felt like we were on a large roller coaster. The elderly lady that was sitting next to me at the window began to panic a little and called the airhostess over to ask for something to calm her nerves. A minute or so later came quite a vision as she approached I...
Saturday, April 23, 2005 I woke up at 4am as expected, and felt fine. It didn't look like Ava had moved all night, so she was conveniently still on her back. I reached over to turn on one of the bedside lamps, put a rubber on, then pushed the covers down, spread Ava's legs, and moved so I was between them. I went down on her, to get her as aroused as I could, and even to get her off if it went that long. Her being asleep didn't change most of her body's reactions, which I knew well by...
‘Most women don’t look appealing in men’s clothing, but you would be the exception to the rule dear Ava.’ Mendoza’s voice reverberated around the small room, sending slithering chills through Ava’s tired body. ‘I’ll take that as a compliment shall I?’ Ava sarcastically responded, as she stepped inside taking her belt off, the dagger swinging close to her leg. ‘Careful!’ grunted Mendoza as he swept the dagger away from her skin. The ship lurched into a wave throwing Ava off balance, the seas...
I may have thought way, way outside the box but I hope Ava’s story is accepted as an entry and most importantly I hope you all enjoy it!!! Lots of lust, Farmer Joe Oh and if X is kiss and O his hug then what is the symbol for lick? Ava strolled slowly on her way home from school after a very busy day. She had done an average job at a science test and had nearly been decapitated by a hockey stick. Besides home was not such an inviting place as it used to be. It was always noisy and money was...
Mendoza returned to the cabin hours later. The bright moon reflected off the unseasonably glassy smooth ocean, it streamed through the cabin window, its tendrils touching Ava’s sleeping body. Mendoza opened the door slowly, to find her asleep slumped across the piles of books she had been so avidly studying. Mendoza slowly and quietly crossed the cabin to where she lay, deciding on taking her to the bed or covering her with blankets. Up til now she had been in her own little private cabin....
Mendoza’s sultry mouth travelled down the soft curves of Ava’s torso, sparking fireworks to shoot throughout her body. His fingers lingered over the soft skin of her thighs, stroking upwards making Ava shudder, whimpering his name. The pleasure intensified — and Ava was melting in a haze of passion, her mind threatening to blacken, her body raw with lust when she realised Mendoza’s kisses were deep on her hot weeping sex. Her eyes flew open is shock and disbelief. She tensed, her mind...
Ava grappled with her wet clothing, angrily throwing it on the cabin floor. ‘Bloody man…’ she huffed before wiping proud tears from her cheeks. She out on a dry pair of pantaloons, and another of Mendoza’s shirts, before wrapping herself up in a fur blanket which had been on her bed. Up til now she didn’t notice how cold it had become. The rain was almost ice like and the sea was just as sharp. Ava’s pride and heart were hurt. How much longer could she survive staying at arms length from...
The door slammed inches from her face, a menacing voice bellowed through the wood, ‘Dinner is a six, and by god daughter, you will there and appropriately dressed!’ Ava suppressed an angry scream, tossing her long, tumbling auburn tresses back from her face, stormy green eyes glimmering. ‘This is ridiculous!’ she hissed to herself, as she sat on her four poster, floral bed. She looked out and could see the snow begin to fall over the French fields, icy winds tapped sporadically at the...
Growing up as an early bloomer, Ava liked the attention she got from boys- just not the way they acted hesitant and shy around her, until she met Lacey. Born on August 12, 2000- and Lacey only 5 days after- she and Lacey were sisters, just really weird sisters. They did everything together, Ava’s mother was never home and so naturally, Lacey’s household became a home away from home for Ava, they often played dress up, truth or dare, board games, card games, watching movies, and boys. Ava and...
The cold blast of air had sharpened Mendoza’s mind, he was astounded at what he had just done. Surely she was bewitching him. How strong he tried to be, how much he wished he wasn’t in this position, it didn’t change the fatal attraction he felt for Ava. He shook her from his mind, determined to focus for the safety of the crew for at least the next few days. He took off into the darkness of the ship. Ava was breathing shallow, still leaning against the wall, thankful for its support. For what...
It was April the next year, and I was looking forward to my third trip to Scotland. I was counting off the days until I would be with her again. In the privacy of my bedroom, I stripped off my clothes and got into bed. I stroked my cock as I dialed the long string of numbers that would connect me with Ava. But it was different this time; instead of sweet sexy talk, we had a more serious conversation. “I have to tell you something.” She said ominously, “I’ve been seeing someone.” “By...
from Tottenham, London. We fade in on our hostess, Charley. She’s skirting that territory between sexy and strange. With her heavily botoxed face, obviously fake bolt-on boobs, and all those tattoos on her chest, her legs, her arms ... All wrapped up in too-small clothes, showing off as much flesh as possible – mini-skirt, sleeveless low-cut top. She’s strange, but she’s ours... We’re on a wide grey street, black fences on either side, nothing beyond them on one side, a blue storage...
Ava stomped her way through the sodden grass, wet from snow and ice. The clouds protected the countryside from the bright moon. Ava made her way to a towering oak tree, leaning up against the cold, damp bark. Unconsciously she began to shiver from the crisp air, still fuming. Why did she have to marry this man? Why did she have to marry full stop!? She was right about him being stuffy, old fashioned and un-passionate. To add to the list he was over bearing, arrogant and just a beast! How dare...
6 Months later Ava steadied herself against the railing of the solid galleon. She was still adjusting to the motion on the seas. Having travelled on ships to the West Indies before, it was not entirely new to her, but this was an extraordinary voyage. It still didn’t seem real either. She was out on a real ship, an adventure to new lands, but still confined as a ‘lady’ she was not allowed to do much more than sew, walk and read aboard. Ava did engage with many of the crew members, as she was...
I'm sure you're not interested in the tiny details of Penelope's seduction of the poor young people that day, so I will only attend to the effects of her wiles. Her ruse with Jenny worked. Jenny did, in fact, later report that the boy's hand was firmly in his crotch when she approached and began staring at him. He moved it immediately. Sally finished with her task, and came out of the water to hang her brother's clothes on branches to dry. She was told to remain naked, while the sun and...
Ava Dominique and Elle Monique's mom had a close friend Diane had become an auntie some time back. Diane's younger brother Tommy was a father to identical twins boy and girl named Louis and Layla. Tommy, a few years older than Dominique always had a thing for her. He never acted on it but he could never keep his eyes off of her body. Even when he was in the 9th grade and she was in the 5th, he liked when she played wrestling with him. He loved pinning her down and putting her into submission...
One day my TSR (Tesla Sex Robot) will arrive from overseas in the mail. From that point on, I will never be spotted leaving the house again. I work from home, Uber Eats exists, and my friends can go fuck themselves. The TSR is the only companion I need in my life. H2O comes out of my pipes, my house is already full of oxygen, I'm subscribed to a lube delivery service, and I have no other passions or hobbies.My Life Post TSRAnyone brave enough to visit my home will find me a sweaty mess, barely...
Twitter Porn AccountsWe've been married fourteen years Pen and I. I'm Oscar, Oscar Whitman, age thirty-six, I tape in at five-six and one-forty. Penelope, my wife, also thirty-six, comes in at around five-nine, one-twenty-five. Oh, and she's a very nice looking lady with some really nice female equipment: 36Cs and a truly sensational butt. Until today our lives have been pretty typical, mundane, routine: the stereotypical middle class couple. None of which, I'm discovering, are good things and maybe not normal...
With the media whirlwind regarding Natalie Portman and myself being attacked by my deranged former assistant Julie becoming just a fading news headline, I knew I had to move on and change a few things. The first of which was that I needed much higher security for the stars and myself. I had been living in a fantasy world when I didn't have any sort of bodyguard or escort for Natalie or myself that fateful night, so I knew I should perhaps look to an outside source for security. After...
My name is Penelope. My last name is not relevant. Sometimes I have the weirdest conversations with myself. "What?" You say that is not normal. Actually it is quite normal for me as I am afflicted with MPD (Multi-Personality Disorder). I will introduce you to myself in order for you to follow this story. Penelope: A lovely girl but perhaps a little too naïve and eager to please. Penny: She is very close to Penelope but tends to drink a little too much and seems to attract the most...
“The United Kingdom of Zoo – Series 4, Episode 18: Penelope” by Luke Ozvik Series 4, Episode 18: PENELOPE We see that familiar opening sequence – various scenes of UK life, taken from the introductions to previous episodes – a field, a beach, a pub, a motorway ... And then we’re looking at something familiar... A narrow single car width country road, leading through an area of barren, rolling, grassy hills. Dry stone walls rise about 3 feet on either side of the narrow road. A few cows...
I was so irritated. My Mom and stepdad were heading to Italy for vacation and had called my stepbrother Troy to stay with me.“It’s so completely ridiculous that you won’t let me stay alone. I’m going to college next year for Christ sake.”“Watch your tongue young lady,” my mother snapped.“It’s still so fucking ridiculous.” “Ava Marie,” my mother said silencing me, “you know damn well why we can’t let you stay alone, after the last time, you’ll be lucky if we let you go away to college next...
Wednesday, April 20, 2005 (Continued) When our meal ended, Vanessa said, "Donna, do you want to do the dishes with me so I can tell you some things that will help you convince Mark that you're growing into a mature young woman?" Helping with the dishes, something Donna often does anyway, was an inconsequential cost for such useful advice. She eagerly agreed. Vanessa added, "You three go and make your phone calls." Carol said, "I'll help with the dishes too. Julia doesn't need my...
Lady Penelope sat in the voluptuously comfortable and cradling arms of the headmistress’s chair and gazed at the screen of the computer. It showed a CCTV image of the corridor outside the room. There was a line of chairs, stiff upright and uncushioned, lined up against a wall. Two of the chairs were occupied by a pair of nervous looking schoolgirls.“These are the two you’ve selected for tonight?”“Yes, your ladyship. I have been training them for several weeks. I am sure they are ready.”“They’d...
It all began so innocently. I was sitting waiting for my art class to start. Yes art class! At the age of forty-seven I had decided to express my love for drawing and had started an evening art class. We had, had two or three classes when this one night one of the ladies, Penelope came to speak to me. "I know you from somewhere," she stated. She was in her mid fifties, haughty looking and was always dressed smartly. Other than paying compliments about each others drawings we had...
I have been Madame Penelope's domestic maid for several weeks and I seemed to be getting things right and to her exacting standards so my heart fell when I started reading Madame Penelope's message to me on Fetlife. It started. "I do not need your services next week..." As I read on though my heart started beating again, if not a little faster. Reading on it said that I was to present myself at the house the following Saturday at eight am and I was expected to stay until late....
Ava Joan Marshall studied her naked body in the full-length mirror in her apartment’s bedroom. ‘Not bad for a thirty-eight-year-old broad’, she thought. She hefted her boobs with both hands, taking a second to rub both thumbs over her already erect nipples. The sensation made her moan and validated the feelings she had that she was hornier than a billy goat in the springtime. Almost on automatic, she went to her bedside table and opened the drawer. Inside she extracted a large dildo and...
You know what I love about Twitter? You can follow pretty much any kind of mother fucker on the planet. If you want to have your head filled with propaganda and conspiracy theories, every goddamn politician and his/her mother is on the platform, saying the dumbest fucking bullshit you’ve ever read.Did you know there is a politician somewhere in the world that actually believes they are the living embodiment of a giant tarantula God that lived in a different dimension millions of years ago? I...
Twitter Porn AccountsDo you love beating off to Ava Devine? Who the fuck does not, mother fucker?! From the 2000s when she was just a 30something MILF to today when she is nearing 50, there is one takeaway from Ava Devine’s long legacy: her tits just keep on growing! At this rate, by the time she’s 70, she’s going to be a walking pair of tits instead of a real human being.Hey, that sounds fucking awesome to me! What about your fucking ass? If you want to follow Ava Devine (not literally) on Twitter and want to know...
Twitter Porn AccountsPenelope did not have to wait long for a further lift into London; she was stood beside the M3 on the hard shoulder, thumbing at every car that was on her side of the motorway. A large black Ford Zephyr estate slowed and finally pulled up just a few feet in front of her. As she walks forward she is both glad and yet disappointed to see two passengers inside the car. One a white woman mid thirties in age and the driver was a large coloured guy. Now Penelope was glad because she felt safe that...
Life was good for Penelope for five whole years she netted more than a million pounds a year, she was now running one of the most famous and beautiful harems in England with forty beautiful escorts any one good enough to be a catwalk model, except they all suffered from the itch in their cunts called nymphomania... It was in her twenty-third year of life that things began to take a turn for the worse; it all began at one her now famous soirees. A well known Judge, who liked to be bound tied...
*Small body, light hair, quiet, diligent, loyal. Maid and attendant* Despite his station there were still women beyond his reach. Indeed, it made them all the more appealing. Interestingly, there now a girl of low position but high potential who he was definitely interested in but certainly had no chance with in a fair situation. Ava was small for a woman, but proud and somewhat aloof. He'd known from the moment he met her that she would not trade favors for advancement, even...
I'd heard the two of them talking about me. My heart was broken. Why she'd said those things about me I couldn't guess. She didn't need to be saying stuff like that. I'd never done her wrong—never. That was two days ago. I'd been in a blue funk ever since; she hadn't noticed; of course now I knew the reason she hadn't noticed: she'd had her own agenda. She was sitting across from me soft pedaling what it, her agenda. "I'm sorry Uly, but it's the way it has to be. Time to get on...
Jack had told her every detail of every dream he could remember. It wasn't until then, that he realized that the secret she had said she wanted to share had not, in fact, been shared. Still, she sat upon him. She had rocked, somehow, exactly at the right pace to keep him iron hard, and on edge. It was obvious she wasn't disgusted and that, alone, made his heart soar. His guilt still lay heavily on his heart, but her acceptance of his confession somehow made it feel a bit lighter. "If she...
Jenny was, indeed, walking on her own as they approached the manor. Her malady was more one of the mind, rather than some physical illness that required time to heal. In truth, the normalcy of the three of them caring for her had done much to banish the shock that had so immobilized the girl. Of course I was aware that the three of them were approaching. Cynthia, the parlor maid, notified me. I suppose I should explain that. There may be some among you who are not familiar with life as it...
It was a climactic point in poor Suzette's miserable life. The privation of her diffident youth was suddenly assuaged by the overwhelming appreciation Stephan heaped upon her. It was not love ... not then ... but each offered the other a measure of sequacious adoration that left both of them in a torpor, until they could catch their breath, and roll toward each other, beginning anew. Suzette had always held something back from the world, hoarding that little bit that was hers and hers only...
I was 17 years old at the time, and had had my drivers license for about 2 months. Every week of that two months I had asked Ava out on a date, and she had turned me down every time. But I was persistent and she kept on smiling each time I asked, and each time that she said "No". I met Ava at a cafe that I frequented each day after school. Yep, I was in my last year of high school, and had just a few weeks to the end. Ava, I learnt was 16 years old, not having finished school. She had been...
Sunday, June 19, 2005 (Continued) I wrapped myself in a towel off the floor, then went to find Vanessa. It was fairly late, so her bedroom was my first destination. Vanessa and Prof's bedroom door was closed but I could see that their light was on, so I knocked quietly. Prof called, "Come in." To make doubly sure it was safe, I said, "It's Mark." "Come in, Mark." I ended up staying for quite a while, discussing various topics. I wasn't worried about keeping the girls waiting, as...
This could be in either Mature or Romance. There is very little sex but I hope you enjoy it. Thanks again to my friend Kiki for her editing. * Penelope Layne was sitting at her desk at the law office where she was a secretary and assistant paralegal. The normally bubbly young woman of twenty five was looking down in the mouth today and seemed to be in another world. When her boss, Charles Vanderwalls, walked in and said good morning, Penny didn’t even seem to notice. This was rather strange...
It was the week after Madame Penelope's tea party, as I left the house I noticed a look of longing on my wife's face. Since that week she had been a lot more amorous and slightly demanding during our love making and I was in heaven. I kissed her on the cheek and she smiled "Enjoy," was all she said enigmatically At Madame Penelope's house I let myself in and headed to my room to change. Madame had given Mistress Jenny a key so that she or I could let our selves in; it seems Mistress...
There was much more to Mistress Penelope's plan than merely filling her bed ... and body ... with vibrant, willing, lusty young men. I was not to learn her entire plan in only one day. Perhaps it evolved, for that matter. But my part in things was to accede to her wishes, and somehow hold scandal at bay. You may argue that it was not my duty to assist the lady in her obdurate intentions. Her clandestine plan lacked any shred of moral underpinning, and she planned to make our lord and master...
Sally was not alone in conditioning Hugh, if that's what I should call it. Jenny and Jane always spoke to him if, they encountered him during the day. It was merely "Good morning, Hugh," or "Good afternoon, blacksmith," or some such thing. It all made him feel good, as if he truly were coming into his manhood. But it was always Sally who brought him a dipper of water, or some treat from the kitchen, as he labored his assigned tasks. Then one day, as he installed the finished lock plate...
Geoffrey's protestations that he had no part in the rape Aldo and Horace intended now had no ability to protect him. He could not testify that he had sought only to "teach the bitch a lesson." In these more modern days, women have attained higher status in the world, but back then, it was commonly held that sometimes, women had to be taught their proper place. Had Geoffrey been dragged in front of a tribunal, that argument might have struck a chord with some. But if ever Geoffrey Flagman...
Heviya Adel felt another wave of Panic flood over her. It was an uncomfortable shiver racing up and down the petite body of the 24 year old operator. She eyed the red icon on her Monitor and the figures indicating the distance of the raider from the Penelope continued to fall. "Miss Fischer report" came the calm voice of Captain Pierre Lestrange. Nadine Fischer was the Penelopes Chief Engineer. An Earther, and like Heviya from the European Union, but unlike the young woman she was in her...
The next day Penelope sought me out. “Claire says you might be amenable to satisfying my little peccadilloes,” she said. “You might say that,” I agreed, while thinking that ‘peccadilloes’ was something Claire would never say. “Where and when?” she asked. “We use the Cleaning Manager’s office in the basement. It’s not marked, so it’s probably best if I meet you at the elevator doors. Since it’s Friday, I’ve got a couple of hours work to do later on, putting machines into hibernation for...
Jack had never met a woman like Penelope. In truth, the only females he knew anything about were the village girls, most of whom found no interest in him. He had somehow found his way between the thighs of some half dozen girls, but that was primarily because he was in position to inherit his father's smithy. Never had their desire to find a man who could support them (eventually) survived actually engaging in a relationship with Jack, though. And so Jack was completely unprepared when, in...
Hugh was a smart fellow, for the dearth of formal education he'd received. Within minutes, his brain began to work again, and some instinct told him what was going on in this room was not normal behavior. His conundrum was that he liked what was going on very much, and didn't want it to end. Trying to decide what to do was difficult, by virtue of the fact that the naked girl in his arms was almost entirely distracting. His penis had stiffened again, rising to lodge between her legs. He was...
Diary of Valerie L. Sinclaire, & the Whispers in her ears. August 1st 2018 7:00AM First Entry Date, Part 1 of Many, Diary Arch Saga Story. Today the voices were loud to loud & the only way to make the quite again was by giving into them. But first I must tell you my story & why I have voices in my ears whispering horrifing thoughts. Few years ago I think I died or something it only felt like a split second but thats all it took. One morning I woke up used the...
Heviya stared blankly at Nadines corpse and the pool of blood expanding beneath it. The kind woman had made her feel welcome aboard the Penelope right off the bat. She had never really understood why. At the start of their voyage to Asterion 14 months ago Heviya had been an unexperienced newcomer to space travel, constantly worried to do something wrong. She had been trained as a wireless operator during her compulsory service in the confederate army, but apart from that she only had an...
Heviya stared blankly at Nadines corpse and the pool of blood expanding beneath it. The kind woman had made her feel welcome aboard the Penelope right off the bat. She had never really understood why. At the start of their voyage to Asterion 14 months ago Heviya had been an unexperienced newcomer to space travel, constantly worried to do something wrong. She had been trained as a wireless operator during her compulsory service in the confederate army, but apart from that she only had an...
Date: 14.04.2016, Tamizh puthandu thirunaal.. Iravu onbathu mani… Kala en bathroomil Avalin katthiri nira paavadaiyai thooki thodai varai nanragu theriyumaaru muzhuvathumaga iduppil sorugiyirunthal. Avalin idathu pakka jacket moodiya mulayai oyyaramaaga kaati kondu oru plastic manai meethu utkarnthu thuni thuvaikka aarambithal. Naan avalai kavanithu kondu irunthen. En araikku veliye yetti paarthen yaarum varuvatharkana ariguri illai. Aval ennai thitti kondu irunthal. Kala: Kalayileye naan...
When the two girls stepped outside the light was just beginning to fade. Silhouetted against the setting sun was a sleek black limousine with darkened windows. A pretty blonde wearing a chauffeur’s cap and a dark blazer stood holding the rear door open. Trying to maintain their dignity the two girls tottered down the steps to the waiting car. They giggled as they climbed on board and collapsed into the soft leather seat. The door was shut with a gentle click then they heard the crunch of...
Me, Penelope Cruz, and My Wife You probably won't believe me, and I can understand that. But, when a new line of cosmetics, "Lola," breaks on to the scene in a month you'll give second thoughts to doubting the truth of this tale. Here's the incredible truth? My wife knows that I like to dress up. As much as I wish she would encourage me to do you, I realize that it is really more my issue of not being comfortable doing it, that an issue of her not accepting it. She's...
April, 1985, Chicago, Illinois “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” Alice said. “Were you serious when you said that?” I asked with quivering voice. “You being white as a sheet and that broken coffee mug say you think I am!” She was playing word games like Jessica! “True,” I answered, daring to breathe again. “It took me by surprise. I thought Penny was kidding when she scampered over here on the way to school.” “I did tell Penny ‘yes’,” she said. I chuckled, “You are torturing me! On...