Tom Leah and Clarence Octavia Part 5
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To recap this series: my wife Leah, a nurse at a major hospital in Detroit had struck up a friendship with a co-worker, a black nurse named, Octavia Brown. This friendship paved the way for a wife swap session which proved to be so enjoyable that everybody wanted to continue. However Octavia had two boys and was reluctant to participate in an orgy in the same place as her kids especially considering the noises we all make during this exciting sex. Her mother who baby-sat while Octavia was at...
Group SexWhen I was a graduate student at Wayne State University my wife Leah was a nurse at one of the major hospitals in Detroit. One day when Leah arrived from work she was clearly flustered but excited. She told me that within the past month she had struck up a friendship with a co worker, a black nurse named Octavia Brown. As the girls became better acquainted conversation inevitably turned to sex and so comparisons of the prowess of each husband was naturally a topic. This day Octavia startled...
InterracialOctavia Chapter 7 Der Zirkel der Monde der Lofn von Ricky Zimmermann Wir stehen auf dem Innenhof des Schlosses und warten auf das Auto, welches uns in das Hauptquartier des Zirkels bringen soll und ich geniesse, wie ich seit langem das erste Mal wieder mehr als nur Beine, Schuhe, Rocksaum und Bodenbelag sehen kann, wenn ich mich draussen bewege, beziehungsweise bewegt werde. Wir (das heisst Octavia als meine Unterw?sche und ich in ihrem K?rper, der von ihr kontrolliert wird, inzwischen n...
The sun streamed through the window of Sally Havery’s bedroom as she opened the slats of the blinds. The sky was blue and the birds were singing. It was going to be a good day. Sally slipped off the t-shirt and shorts that she wore in bed and padded naked into her en-suite shower. Sally lived at the family home with her mother and her older sister, Emily. Both young women had opted to stay at home with their mother for financial reasons. Sally was heavily in debt with her university tuition...
Octavia von Erika Zimmermann Etwa zwei Tage nachdem ich bei Octavia war, sp?rte ich zum ersten Mal etwas wie eine Macht, die mich zu steuern suchte. Dass dies mit meinem Besuch bei Octavia zusammenhing, konnte ich mir allerdings erst zusammenreimen, nachdem ich bereits einige seltsame Erlebnisse hinter mir hatte. Mein Name war und ist eigentlich immer noch Ernst Schmied. Die meisten nannten mich Ernie. Ich verdiente damals meine Br?tchen noch als Zeitungskurier. Um drei Uhr morgens...
Octavia zieht sich rosa Pumps an. Auch ihr Minikleid ist in pastellrosa gehalten. Der eng anliegende Stoff des Kleides umschmiegt meine Maschen ganz sanft. Ihre Figur braucht keine formenden, korsettartigen Kleidungsst?cke, um eine schmale Taille zu suggerieren. Nein. Die feinen Stoffe m?ssen nur ihren Formen entlang flie?en - kein Korsett k?nnte etwas an ihrer Silhouette verbessern. Das Kleid ist nun so kurz, dass ich aus ihrem Schritt heraus nun doch schon ein recht gro?es B...
Wochen vergehen. Inzwischen bin ich richtig gut als dressierte Strumpfhose bzw. Mann-Objekt-Wandler auf Befehl. Heute hatte Octavia mich nach dem Ausziehen weder in Ernst Schmied verwandelt noch in den W?schekorb geworfen. Sie stellte mich einfach in eine Vase mit Wasser. - ? - Irgendwas habe ich verpasst, aber nun richte ich meine Bl?te langsam gegen das Licht und nehme gierig das Wasser in meinen Stiel auf. Meine zwei Bl?tter richten sich auf. Octavia sagt "Gut" und zieht mich aus der Vas...
Octavia chapter 6 by Ricky Zimmermann Als sie mich aus der Handtasche fummelt, gl?cklicherweise ohne mir eine Laufmasche an deren Verschluss zu verpassen, befinden wir uns in einem Raum, der verd?chtig nach mittelalterlichem Turmzimmer einer Burg aussieht. Ich nehme die gerundeten W?nde und das Spinnrad in einem der vier Erker wahr, die so etwas wie die Ecken eines Kreise bilden w?rden, wenn es dann so etwas g?be. Die einzigen Fenster befinden sich in diesen Erkern. Wobei bei zwei dieser Bal...
Note : This story is completely fictional! This is the series where my wife Leah and I agreed to wife swap with an Afro-American couple, Clarence and Octavia. Now Octavia had two boys and was reluctant to participate in an orgy in the same place as her boys. Her mother who baby-sat while Octavia was at work was only willing to baby-sit once a month for social occasions. Thus we decided to indulge in threesomes in-between the time when all four of us could do an orgy. The routine established was...
Group SexOctavia Part II Ernst Schmied versteht die Welt nicht mehr. Es ist ganz eindeutig, obwohl es gar nicht sein kann. Er kleidet die sch?nen Beine Octavias als Feinstrumpfhose... Aufgew?hlt von Horror und Erregtheit versuchte ich anhand des Bodens, den ich neben den Schuhen von Octavia vorbeifliegen sah, festzustellen, wo sie hingeht. Das Zentrum meiner Sicht war in meinem und ihrem Schritt und somit von ihrem Kleid so eingeengt, das ich nur nach unten entlang der von mir seidig...
Octavia Chapter 3 Die beiden Frauen fahren in ein unterirdisches Parkhaus. Ich sehe den Betonboden mit typischen ?lspuren in typischer Neonbeleuchtung und wie ich und sie, sie und ich in harmonischer Synchronit?t einen Pumps vor den anderen setzen. Der Saum ihres Kleides umspielt meine und ihre Schenkel - eben die ihrer Strumpfhose und die aus ihrem Fleisch und Blut - eigentlich f?hle ich mich gut... Ich meine kurz eine automatische Glasschiebet?re gesehen zu haben, als wir sodann mit n...
Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Don't read if you are younger than 18 years old or not legally allowed to read adult material and all the usual disclaimers. Text in brackets [like this] is translated from barely decipherable lisp. A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, it is largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable. Also, thank you to everyone who left a review on Chapter 1. Identify - Chapter 2 of...
Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Don't read if you are younger than 18 years old or not legally allowed to read adult material and all the usual disclaimers. Text in brackets [like this] is translated from barely decipherable lisp. A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, it is largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable. Identify - Chapter 8 of 10 - Rory Exerts Control "Hi slut! How do you like your...
With lunch cleared away, we settled on the sofa and multitasked. Rory watched TV while texting on her Smartphone. I read a book and kept an eye on Rory. She’d changed. All morning Rory had been quiet, her eyes contemplating me. The edge to her personality was missing, that spark of wit. I was worried sex with her had changed our relationship, that it might have been a mistake - a step too far. I liked her softness, but I preferred the dangerous panther more. To top it off, sex hadn’t been...
Sitting on the back patio, I mulled over work. Since returning from New Orleans, my workload had dropped to almost nothing. I had some old parchments that needed independent validation for a client before he’d buy them. Wasn’t interested. He could wait. Clouds drifted across the sky. When they obscured the sun, humidity intensified, then the sun reappeared and burned with radiant heat. I considered taking the boat out for a spin to cool off, or go for a swim in the ocean. I’d developed an...
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO RORY? CHAPTER ONE The wall fronting the main entrance to Penelope’s estate was an imposing fraud. Built of undressed stone thirty feet high and twenty feet thick, it ran for only a hundred yards on either side of the gated archway which gave entrance to her estate before petering out in the forest. One of those Gothic follies so popular in Victorian times, it had stood for nearly one and a half centuries,...
I don’t care what people say. Sexual tension really is a physical presence in the air. It adds an edge to relationships that you feel. It changes the way you behave. It changes communication. Small looks are replete with unspoken words, exciting thoughts, promises. Sexual tension takes over your mind and words suddenly have a double entendre, risqué and suggestive. It’s an exciting time in any relationship - on the cusp of something wonderful. I’d experienced it before with other women. It...
The next four weeks passed far too fast. I achieved little at work. Rory was far too distracting. She was happy, as in very happy. She flourished and matured as if overnight. It showed in small but subtle ways, her confidence in our relationship growing. While before, she’d ask to do things, she now told me to do things; handing me a grocery list and telling me to shop; directing my diet by taking much beloved Doritos away as I snacked in front of the TV and replacing them with fruits; and...
I watched Rory and her friends on the beach as I set up a portable gas barbecue. Rory had cajoled me into taking her friends for another beach picnic today, Sunday, hinting at all the sexy things she’d do for me if I did. I’d capitulated rather quickly. The boys, four of them, were playing Frisbee along the water’s edge. Music started. I turned my attention to the girls. They’d brought wireless speakers. Pop music blared. I recognized a Drake song. The four girls laughed, then started...
Rory passed the second cooler to Ethan. He took it and strapped it down. She started loading the other supplies they’d need for their two day trip up the Gulf coast; food, water, Coke, beer and wine, and clothes packed in two backpacks. With everything stowed, she untied the mooring ropes. Ethan started the engines. The boat taxied away from the jetty. She joined him in the cockpit under the solid awning. He adjusted the throttles, keeping the speed down, barely enough to hit plane. It was...
Rory was still asleep when I eased out of bed in the morning. She was gone to the world, her hair a mess, and sprawled on her front. Two climaxes yesterday had taken it out of her, I thought with a smile. Before leaving the bedroom, I paused and admired the sight of her in my bed. I loved it. I was so lucky. It did something to me; an ache in my chest. An hour later I’d finished reading the news, consumed two coffees and eaten breakfast. Still no sign of her. I went to check. At the...
Consciousness arrived slowly. First, I smelled her, then I felt her. I was spooning her. She was curled up, asleep. Dawn was just breaking. The sound of light rain came through her open windows. It was Monday and I didn’t want to get out of bed. I didn’t want to work. I wanted to cuddle with her all day and hide from the rain. Something felt different. I pondered it. It hit me. I didn’t have an erection. I wasn’t horny. Pure affection suffused me and it felt wonderful. For the next half...
Sun was dropping towards the western horizon turning the sky purple and royal blue when I piloted the boat to the jetty. We were back in swimming suits, but Rory had complained when putting the top on. Apparently her boobs were sun burnt. While she lugged the cooler and garbage bag up to the house, I set about rinsing salt off the boat. Rory informed me she was going to shower and treat the sunburn with aloe vera. After lunch, Rory had suggested some more kissing lessons and I’d declined....
The rest of Sunday morning was taken up with chores. Rory attacked the cyclone-hit disaster of her room, collecting dirty clothes for laundering - her job. I mowed the lawn, front and back, then set about cleaning the interior, vacuuming and dusting, washing the kitchen, and washing the bathrooms. It was mindless work I enjoyed. I liked a neat and clean house. And it let me think about Rory. She made me smile. She was bouncing on her feet, full of energy and smiles; altogether, a very happy...
I WAS FEELING THAT special lethargy I get from a day of sun and water. Slouched on the sofa, feet up, the television on some nameless sitcom, I sipped beer and thought about the day. It hadn’t gone quite as planned. Rory seemed to be having fun but, at some point in the afternoon, she wasn’t. Despite her laughs and smiles, I knew her too well. I could tell something was bothering her. Was it Peter? He’d been focused on her and obviously attracted to her. Yet Rory hadn’t responded in more...
Bending over the manuscript on the lab counter, I tried to concentrate and yet again, I couldn’t. For the last week, I tried to hide in work. I tried to avoid Rory without being obvious. She busied herself going out with her girlfriends or having them over, the house full of laughter and brightness and music. Occasionally, when on her own, she’d knock on the office door mid-afternoon and finagle me into taking a swim with her when the sun was at its most intense. I did. I behaved. And we had...
The news played quietly on the television. I listened to another incomprehensible statement issued by the Oval Office and wondered how people couldn’t see how the current occupant of said office appeared to be out of his depth. Being a CEO didn’t automatically qualify someone to be a brain surgeon, or a President. For the first time, I wished I was a Canadian. Justin Trudeau was so much better. At my side, Rory leaned against me, her head in the crook of my shoulder. She was sound asleep....
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When Cynthia awoke, she reached over for David. He wasn’t there. She flipped on the light and saw that his side hadn’t been slept in. Oh great, she thought. An all nighter with whoever the fuck she was. She got out of bed and shrugged a robe around her shoulders, tying the sash tight against her slim waist. When she descended the stairs, he was in the corner next to the couch, cradling his legs in his arms. His eyes were red, tears dried on is face, dark bags under his eyes. ‘David, honey,...
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Jared propped himself up on the little camp stretcher he was sleeping on and sighed one massive sigh of relief. He looked at his watch again then quietly made his way down to the bathroom to get ready for his day. It was Monday morning and Jared was about to head off to Blanke Schande College for a week of teaching as a substitute tutor in the Science and Mathematics Department of the campus. As Jared turned into the bathroom he quickly looked back at the two doors just opposite him. One...
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