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Her eyes. That’s the first thing that caught my attention. Aside from the earth-shattering smile, they were the thing that made me approach. They were literally teal. Her eyelashes were long and black, her eyebrows thick. She had lips that curled around her teeth when she smiled in a way that said, you don’t know me, and you never will. She was enticing. I wanted to get to know her more. Her hair was a dark blonde, but her eyebrows were darker. I always wondered if she had dyed her hair, but...
It was a typical fall November day at Fort Riley, Kansas with the temperatures dropping and the winds blowing. The dust was really kicking up in the motor pool area. 2nd Lt. Bob Lacey was in the motor pool doing an inspection of some tank maintenance logs and dreading how the dust was going to play havoc with his newly acquired contact lenses. The Motor Sergeant came up to Bob and told him that the Battalion Adjutant wanted to speak to him. Bob was told to report to Battalion Headquarters...
“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it's good to see you. I didn't know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit.With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...
Love StoriesAs usual, the small coffee shop down the street from my apartment is packed and buzzing with the morning’s rush. Let’s Grind has always been my home away from home with its dark red walls, over stuffed couches, worn coffee tables, and the seemingly ingrained smell of freshly ground coffee beans. A sigh of contentment escapes from me as I lean back into the soft love seat. I can feel the morning rays of sunlight pouring in from the store front window bathing my skin in the most amazing warmth. I...
Love StoriesRebecca walked slowly over the snow-covered grass, her mind still on the research she'd completed in the college library. What she had found that night seemed to contradict everything she'd believed to be the definitive knowledge base of her chosen subject. It was that dichotomy that drew her concentration away from her journey, and only when she realized that the landmarks she normally used to navigate weren't there did she return her attention to her surroundings. Now understanding that...
Please read the previous chapters before continuing. I welcome and appreciate any constructive comments, critiques, and/or emails you might care to send my way. ******************** Chapter Six ‘You boys are driving Astor Manor cattle and I don’t think you bought them,’ he yelled. ‘Throw down your guns, then tell the other two to do likewise and we won’t have any trouble. If you don’t you’ll die in your saddle.’ The two men exchanged glances. ‘I’ll see you in Hell first,’ the older one...
"You boys are driving Astor Manor cattle and I don't think you bought them," he yelled. "Throw down your guns, then tell the other two to do likewise and we won't have any trouble. If you don't you'll die in your saddle." The two men exchanged glances. "I'll see you in Hell first," the older one said and drew his pistol. Zach brought his rifle to his shoulder and shot twice in quick succession. He heard Paco's big Sharps buffalo rifle firing behind him and turned. One of the two...
The cook for the house was a woman of about 50, Amanda Kraft, who had once ran a boarding house in Prescott. The owner sold the place and Mrs. Kraft was out of work. Sir Gerald hired her as a cook and housekeeper for Astor Manor. He also hired her husband, Joseph Kraft, who was approaching 60 and was getting a little long in the tooth to continue busting broncs and herding cattle. Mr. Kraft became sort of a house manager making sure everything in and around the house was kept in good repair;...
“I’m sending Megan across to your hotel. She will hand you the property deeds once confirmation of funds transfer has been obtained” explained my lawyer. I was purchasing a new condo, and looking forward to moving out of this hotel room. About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door. Opening the door I was very surprised. Standing there was Aria, or at least the young lady that I knew by that name - the young lady that I had encountered at the Red Door massage parlor about two years...
The Miss-Education of Bruce Carson By Serena Lawhead Chapter 1: The Last Straw. Nik was short and scrawny; he never managed to get dates with the girls and to top it all off he was a dweeb. No not dweeb, he was a nerd, for all his lack in physical build and stamina he was one of the smartest kids in his school, a 'brain'. And this is what was the cause of some of his problems. One person in particular always seemed to have it in for him, Bruce Carson. Bruce was one of the...
Shoulder feels pretty good, Zach thought as he kept his promise to visit Sir Gerald and Lady Kathleen at the Grand Hotel; it was three days after his first meeting with Sir Gerald Astor. Still a mite tender but it's healing up. Should be able to ride out in another three or four days; course if the Doc has his way I'd still be sitting on my backside. The Grand Hotel was just that - Grand; at least for Tucson. The building was two stories, painted a brilliant white, with four tall columns...
“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it’s good to see you. I didn’t know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit. With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...
Sandra took another drink of water as Mr. Menlos reprimanded another hapless student for not cueing her in during the aria. After forgetting Mr. Menlos's instructions about being strict to the conductor's indications, Sandra had finally started being particular about following all cues. She would enter incorrectly when given the wrong beat, and not enter at all when the cue was missed. Between that, and the thrill of singing with an orchestra for the first time, she was enjoying herself...
I can’t seem to keep away from the western stories. Maybe I was a real cowboy in another life or maybe I long for the time when a man could decide his own destiny without interference from the government or some do gooder telling me how to speak and think. Who knows? Thank for taking the time to read and comment on my work. As usual constructive critiques, comments, and especially emails are welcome and appreciated. ******************** ‘You don’t have to leave Zach,’ Caleb said. Zachery...
Welcome to Fort Carson I was going through a divorce. It was just great here I was a forty-five year old mother with two college k**s and my husband decides to have a mid-life crisis and run off with his twenty-six year old secretary. Both of our boys were in college. But a good friend, a doctor from the hospital let me rent his vacant house so he could have someone living there to keep an eye on it. So here I was in Colorado Springs, Colorado right near Fort Carson. My husband hired a U-Haul...
Devils Film? Well, Hail Satan! You might not think you owe the devil your soul, but if you watch as much porn as I know you watch, then you most certainly do. Okay, maybe not your soul, that might be a bit of an extreme exchange for porn (save your soul to bargain for your very own brothel or something), but you at least owe him some gratitude. If it weren’t for Satan, there wouldn’t be any porn. You’d have to rely on your mental spank bank alone. And obviously that would just suck. You and I...
Top Premium Porn SitesA 18-year-old, male patient was sitting on the examination table with his injured ankle up on the table as well. He was a cute guy with light brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a t-shirt and soccer shorts, because he came straight from playing a game with a soccer team called the Knights. I, Dr. Alyssa Carson, came in with his x-rays in hand. I examined the x-rays and said, "Well, Ken. It looks you have a really bad sprain on your ankle. I'm afraid you might have to sit out this...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********* At dawn, in a couple of hours from now, I have to fight a duel. Major Simon has chosen pistols and he’s a deadly shot. I will die. He insulted my wife by calling her a whore. I challenged him to a...
Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
The Seventh AriaBy Brewt.BlacklistSeptember-October 2011The ObservatoryIT WAS as busy a day as usual, but that didn't stop me from stopping to gape. I couldn't believe what, er, whom I was seeing. It was The Trips. Right here. I didn't think they could even be alive by now, but large as life itself, here they were here in the diner. At my table. Together. I thought at the very least that by now, they would completely hate each other."Good morning, ladies. What can I start you out with?""Coffee,...
A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marian’s head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same thing. Just about every book of “true” ghost stories was taken out of the library, and returned by Halloween night. Her thoughts were interrupted by “Trick or treat!” Marian looked up and...
Introduction: Happy Halloween For reasons of my own, I no longer allow public comments, nor do I make them on other writers work. I do hope youll send me a message with your critiques. A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marians head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same...
"Kathleen ... Kathleen wake up," Zach said softly as he shook her shoulder. She sat up quickly and was about to scream. Zach quickly put his hand over her mouth. "Shush," he ordered in a low voice. "The Comancheros are camped about three miles from us." She nodded her understanding and Zach took his hand away. He went to Buck and gave him another hat full of water. Kathleen rolled up the ground cloth and blanket. "Leave it," Zach ordered. He was speaking in a low voice but not a...
"At what point shall we expect the approach of danger? By what means shall we fortify against it? Shall we expect some transatlantic military giant to step the ocean and crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe, Asia, and Africa combined, with all the treasure of the earth (our own excepted) in their military chest, with a Bonaparte for a commander, could not by force take a drink from the Ohio or make a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years. At what...
(This adventure is based on the story "Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos" and its sequels by Melissa Dubban, used with the author's permission. While starting from the author's premise, the player's choices may take the story in a very different direction than the original. That is after all a big part of the fun.) It had been a slow day at the antique shop, but the clerk finally saw a chance to change that when a woman stopped to examine the wooden figurine in the Mediterranean arts and crafts...
LesbianIt all started when I had my first date with Katie. We had been friend for maybe a year, and I finally decided I wanted it to be more. My name is Allen by the way, my best friend is Lee. He has a girlfriend named Ashley. She's alright I guess, but she's kind of a prude. Lee hasn't really gotten any in almost 2 years of dating her. Anyways, me and Katie. we went to dinner at the hamburger shop near the college we go to. Well eating we chatted about Lee and Ashley and I mentioned to her...
My name is Tanner. When I was sixteen, I was terribly shy, interested in girls, but had no idea how to deal with members of the opposite sex. This is the story of how I overcame that problem.The summer of my junior year, we got a new neighbor. Her name was Marian Hayes. She worked at the local library. The house used to belong to her older brother and she inherited it when he passed away. The house needed a little work, as did the gardens and the lawn. That's where I came in! My Dad suggested...
First TimeWhen the harsh morning light woke Lacy was surprised to see the chain holding her to the headboard was gone and her hands had been released from her cuffs. Clearly someone had been there during the night, but a quick glance around the bedroom and bath rendered no Freja, nor was there any indication her Mistress had slept beside her. Immediately Lacy felt an urgent desire to find her Mistress, but a hasty search of the upstairs yielded no sign of Freja. This surprised Lacy and instantly she...
BDSMLacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...
Lacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...
BDSMLacy trailed behind somewhat as she and Freja walked back to the white beach house with blue shutters which was their home. She was still wearing Gabriel’s cum on her face for Freja had forbidden her to wash it off in the warm ocean water, but she really wasn’t thinking about her messy face. Instead she was deep in thought about the unexpected things Freja had done before they parted company with Gabriel. For Freja to put a man’s cock in her mouth especially when it had semen on it seemed...
BDSMAs usual, the small coffee shop down the street from my apartment is packed and buzzing with the morning’s rush. Let’s Grind has always been my home away from home with its dark red walls, over stuffed couches, worn coffee tables, and the seemingly ingrained smell of freshly ground coffee beans. A sigh of contentment escapes from me as I lean back into the soft love seat. I can feel the morning rays of sunlight pouring in from the store front window bathing my skin in the most amazing warmth....
I have a friend named Latrell. He's almost forty now - married with four k**s. When I was little he used to babysit me whenever my usual sitter was busy. He lived in the basement of my aunt and uncle's house until I was in high school. When I was over there when I was younger, I mostly watched TV. Sometimes we would play board games, but for the most part I entertained myself.One night my parents were gone until almost three in the morning. My uncle worked the graveyard shift and was at work....
"What are you doing?" she pondered, getting up."Getting ready to take a shower," I answered, grabbing my robe. "Why, do you want to join me, step sis?"She strolled to me and slowly brought her hands to her back. "I'm a beyond filthy woman, so I should probably clean up," she answered, undoing her bra.She pushed down her panties as well and stood in front of me."What, do you think I haven't seen you naked before, Lacy? Just in the past few months, I've seen every single square inch of you,...
TabooIntroduction: sometimes things go a little too far Lacy Morley carefully applied her make-up. Her stomach was churning as she lightly traced across her eyebrows with the dark pencil. Her brown eyes stared back at her as she lightly brushed the blush on her cheeks. It was an unsure stare that Lacy couldnt answer, she wasnt sure what she was doing even thinking about what might happen tonight. Sure they had cooked this little scheme up together, but it wouldnt be Lees butt on the line it would be...
She could hear the five men in the next room anteing up, raising and folding as the regular Thursday night poker game heated up. They had been meeting like this for over a year, most of the time at the Morley house because the other wives didn't seem to understand the importance of this male bonding thing. Lacy didn't mind, the guys were always nice, they never made too big a mess and they always were genuinely appreciative of the way she would bring them beer so they wouldn't have to...
I stood there in the shower, and my right hand came down onto my cherry. "Maybe I will fuck Rick on the first date. Lacy did give me some confidence, even though I'm not a lesbian," I muttered before I began rubbing it. "She does know how to eat pussy, that's for sure," I moaned, slanting my head back.I took in a deep breath and played with my twat rather slowly. I felt my juice coming out somewhat rapidly, but I kept my position. I closed my eyes just pictured Lacy doing it again. Even as I...
Taboo"So, are you looking?" she pondered, sitting on the bed with me.I rubbed my face with both hands for a moment. I stayed quiet because I didn't know what to say."I know you feel bad, but don't, because I've forgiven you," I told her before I glanced back at her. "It happened, and there isn't anything that can be done to reverse it. We've both come to terms that we might be bisexual now, so let's just call this a draw," I explained before I placed my right palm on her leg. "We got into a...
InterracialLacy glances into the 3-paneled mirror and a cute girly smile flashes across her face. She gently strokes her stringy below, shoulder-length shiny blonde hair. She bats her eyes then prances and preens before the mirror. The stretchy black and white stripe mini-dress clung to her curvy yet slightly muscular body. Black fishnet stockings, with small white bowties, highlighted her shapely legs which shrank down to her small ankles which fit loosely in a pair of shiny black leather, open toe 3’...
Introduction: … some milfs are not meant to be boned Upon completion of my undergraduate work at Cornell University, I moved to the land of corn to pursue a graduate degree in the state of Indiana. My graduate school program consisted of a very small cohort of students, numbering only eight. I was the only swinging dick among them. The girls had each come from vastly different lifestyles than I and none of them were easy on the eyes. For the most part, my female classmates were all heavily...
Once I had fully matriculated into graduate school, I chose not to engage myself in any significant degree with my female peers, as their bar-hopping habits were abhorrent to me. Furthermore, since none of the bland girls were worth a scrump, I found that there was absolutely no point in interacting with them at all so I actively avoided all social outings with them and focused solely on academics. Much to my dismay, however, my self-seclusion proved abrasive toward the small, family-like...
"So, will you at least tell me his name, pretty please?"I took a deep breath. "Fine, Lacy, his name is Rick," I responded, turning to her. "Are you happy now?""Yes," she answered, getting off the bed. "We've been step-sisters for five years now. So, don't you think that we should know about one another's lives? I mean, shouldn't we be closer by now, Robin?" she wondered before she stopped on my side."Yes, you are right, Lacy. I'm sorry," I said before I hugged her. 'Well, she is nice, but maybe...
TabooIt was a Saturday night early spring, my best friend and I were up in my room just sitting laughing and talking about boys. Specifically how big their package was or how big we thought they were. My name is Lisa small and petite, 5’2” tall, 105 lbs and nice perky tits that were a small 32B but with large puffy nipples. My friends name is Lacy, she’s 5’ 3” and weight 108 lbs. I have long strawberry blonde hair while Lacy has long blonde hair and the same size of tit as I do. We are seniors and...
We went out hiking on a Saturday, driving all morning to get there, with plans to spend the night camping and then come back on Sunday. Saturday went fine, we spent the day hiking over various hills and past streams, all while following the trail. It was Saturday evening, right before dark, when things started to get worrisome. According to our map there was supposed to be a rest station where we were, but we couldn't find it. We searched farther up the trail thinking we hadn't gone...
Jimmy was already working on the front of the house when we left to take Laura back to the brothel. We both waved at him and tried to smile but neither of us was in the mood to stop and discuss the weather. We drove in silence, having discussed our schedules. She knew I would begin classes the following Tuesday and I knew she was headed for Reno although, unlike the subjects I would be taking in school, which she had memorized, I did not know what she would be doing hour to hour. I did not...
Having just eaten Marian to orgasm, I crawled up and cuddled with her, my head resting on her breast. "You've got nice boobs," I said between licks on her nipple.She picked up my head and said, " These are breasts! You can call them tits if breasts is too formal. Not hooters, boobs, or fun bags. It's good to find out what a woman prefers before jumping to conclusions, okay?" She pressed my face into the soft tissue of her chest, smiling as she did so. "Now get back to work! That feels so...
MatureMy name is Fiyero Andreyev. I was born and raised to the age of seventeen years, in St. Petersburg, Russia. I relocated to the promising soils of the American States with my then-fiancee, Natassia Kaczmarek in the search of a fortuitous career. After struggling through a couple of harsh years with little money and minimal food, I was blessed enough to procure employment from an eccentric and well-renowned artist from France named Cyrille Amoussou. The brilliant Amoussou paid me rather...
Incest"Welcome to the Isle of Lesbos. Can I help you?" You swallow the growing lump in your throat and make your way across the plush carpeting to the reception desk where a pretty green-eyed blonde smiles at you. "Hi," you say, managing to keep the tremble out of your voice. "I'm Jane. I just became a member, this is my first time at the club. Where do I go from here?" "I'll be happy to show you around," she says, smiling even more. "I'm Susan. Since you'll be staying with us for a few days, Jane,...
LesbianFROM THE BOOK: CHOCOLATE TABOO LESBOSA HARDCORE EXPERIENCEEvanny is sitting in her chair, with her eyes stiff and her fists tense, she has small bruises on her face. In front of her are two women, whom have just escaped from prison and took refuge in the Bordeaux apartment. One of them has short hair and her left arm is full of tattoos, her figure is thin, her name is Kayla. The other one, who is her girlfriend, is as voluptuous as Dominique, she, like her lover, has short hair and a single...
About 18 months ago, the Campbell's, our neighbors since we moved to the neighborhood three years ago, put their house up for sale. My wife Brooke and I were anxious about who might move in as the new next door neighbors. Sam and his wife Donna were a little older than us and both of their k**s had left the home.Donna had wanted to downsize now that the k**s were gone and informed Brooke and I that they were moving. We had grown extremely close to both of them and they practically treated us...
Another favorite!-----------------------------------------by watchdwagAbout 18 months ago, the Campbell's, our neighbors since we moved to the neighborhood three years ago, put their house up for sale. My wife Brooke and I were anxious about who might move in as the new next door neighbors. Sam and his wife Donna were a little older than us and both of their k**s had left the home.Donna had wanted to downsize now that the k**s were gone and informed Brooke and I that they were moving. We had...
{Names of real characters have been changed. Names of fictitious characters are real.} On the 21st of September I celebrated having been a civilian for three months, studying, alone. The past three months had been the busiest, most challenging, decision packed months of my life. In the three months Laura and I had spent three R & Rs together and carried on countless telephone conversations. She had adopted me as her little brother and I had committed myself to being the best brother a...
Todd walked out to get his mail and happened to meet Zach, who was walking up and down his sidewalk without the aid of a cane or crutches. Todd walked over to him, greeted him and walked along with him as they caught up with each other. Todd knew that Zach was making steady progress, but didn't realize that he was now getting around without assistance."Life is getting better every day, every week," Zach said, sounding encouraged. "I gave up the crutches and cane about two weeks ago and today is...
Another boring day at my home office working with clients and spreadsheets. It was nice outside and as I looked out my window, there she was again, my neighbors 18 year old daughter. In their backyard, wearing those black short shorts again cavorting with a couple of her friends. As they continued to talk, chat and fool around I kept watching. Sometimes they would wrestle a little and my neighbors daughter continued to show flashes of her hot thighs. I started to get hard in my pants as I...
Good Neighbors IndeedBy: Londebaaz ChohanWe have come to strange times. It is said that in case of any emergency, the ambulance will come, even the fire and the police department will respond as soon as possible but the first response always is, will be and should be from our neighbors and mostly from the next door neighbors but these days we are at a far distance from our next door neighbors. We hardly say hi to our neighbors and almost never meet them or know them well. A case and point....
Donna had wanted to downsize now that the kids were gone and informed Brooke and I that they were moving. We had grown extremely close to both of them and they practically treated us like family. I am 31 and my wife is 28. We have both talked about starting a family of our own but my job keeps me traveling and I wanted to settle down a little more before we started raising children. The house next door sold really quickly and we were excited to see who might be moving in. We were both...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
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