Eliza Havering Ch 2
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History Humour. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs...
History Humour. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs...
“Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs Bennet smiled through gritted teeth, “Come you must meet my girls,” she added, seeing an opportunity to marry one off, and called upon them to come...
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Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school.I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect time. I...
Little RideFic Title:Little RideAuthor:Andrew Troy KellerEmail:[email protected]:David Boreanaz/Jaime Bergman/Eliza Dushku/Gwen StefaniRating:NC-17Summary:Eliza Dushku goes with two of her good friends,David Boreanaz and Jaime Bergman on a city bus to her birthday surprise,only to have her recieve an even bigger surprise on that very bus.Warnings:Male/female sex,female/female sex,strong language——Have any of you ever wonder what would happen if you were to just once listen to your wild...
“I think we should start off with her on her back, don’t you? I know her usual style might be bent over the front of a car or upright in the nearest bus shelter, but we can do better than that.”“Neither of those two are my style either,” I replied, “but a standing fuck can be fun.”“We may try other positions at a later date but let us start off with something simple. Do you want her to give oral to begin with?”“That would be nice. I can check if she’s improved from last night.” As I spoke, I...
I followed her along the corridor and down the stairs. My mind was still buzzing with the thrill of what had just happened. My hand still tingled from the feel of the flogger sweeping through the air and hitting tender flesh and my ears were still occupied with the muffled cries and sobs. I felt alive and that I should not, and I knew it was wrong, but I was filled with new and exciting sensations. As I walked down the stairs, I was mesmerised by Eliza’s shapely figure in front of me. That...
We joined her in the lounge, and I let go of the leash as Sylvia went directly over and knelt next to Eliza’s chair. As I sat down, I wondered just how rebellious she had been to deserve being sent here. Or what she had done before I arrived to deserve her earlier beating. Unbidden, images of Eliza skilfully wielding her crop came into my head. She had looked magnificent, I could not deny it. My own feeling of power mixed into those images and I couldn’t help a smile spread across my face....
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 ... but now we are seeing medieval castles, green pastures, ancient forests, and nordic invaders. The BBC documentary title appears “The United Kingdom of Zoo” and then the logo “Celebrity Edition; The Last Kingdom” is slapped on the bottom in a dog jizz shaped font. “While this looks much like the Scottish Highlands, we are actually in...
I slept fitfully that night, battling unsettling dreams. When I woke it was only just past dawn, but I knew there would be no more sleep. With a sigh I got up and padded nakedly down to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I took it back to bed and climbed in. there was promise of another hot day in prospect but at this early hour there was a chill in the air. While sipping coffee I mulled over what had happened yesterday.I admit I was troubled and conflicted. I have never been violent before,...
One of the most exciting parts of my job as agent to the stars has to be visiting the sets of films/television shows. Sure, it sounds a little hokey and amateur, but it's true. Say what you want about the people in Hollywood and L.A., but when they get behind those cameras (or in front of them) something magical just happens. Today I was on my way out to the set of "Angel", the Warner Brothers network's hot spin-off from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" to see to one of the firm's newest...
Eliza Last night, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I lookedin the dictionary of dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if thereis any significance to this particular night time vision. It seems adream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Considering all that hashappened in the past weeks, I am not surprised. I should never have been a Good Samaritan. It's against my nature. But thewoman's screams were so - so piercing, they touched my very soul. What month was it? November?...
A sign on the side of a building reads, “Welcome to PussyKats, Nottingham’s Finest Gentlemen’s Club” ... And then we’re inside. It’s a cheesy, dark, noisy – BUSY - dive. Plenty of ‘gentlemen’ enjoying a drink whilst mostly naked woman dance (or writhe) on the stage and in a couple of cases, on the businessmen themselves. We watch one woman in particular, spinning around a pole, upside down, legs spread wide with a g-string barely covering her crotch. Under the harsh flashing lights we can...
.An introduction.I was in my mid-thirties before I bought my first house. I had recently got divorced after she ran off with a chicken farmer, of all people. It took me a while to recover from the trauma of it all, but I slowly got my life back on track. Once I had cheered myself up, I determined to enjoy my new freedom. I was still relatively young, and the world was out there waiting for me. I decided the first thing I needed was a base, so I bought a house.It wasn’t a new house...
Eliza Eliza by Carmenica Diaz
My name is Claire Foster and I want to tell you my story, scandalous woman story. First off, I am 55 years old and have been married for thirty years. I grew up in the UK but have lived in the states since college. I am not a model but I am not ugly either. I work hard to stay in shape for my husband. We had gone to Las Vegas for a vacation and were having a great time. We had gone to this club and were drinking and dancing. My husband had met this black man, TJ, a younger very good looking...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 8 "That was fantastic, Peter, just fantastic. I don't know when I'vebeen fucked quite so breathless," the exhausted blonde said sincerely. But her mind was filled with dark thoughts of revenge em the virileresort owner for the way he had treated her--like a filthy whore! Itwasn't enough him to give her a savage ass fucking; he made her lick hiscock clean right afterwards, then suck his huge cock off while hekneeled over her with his big hands knotted in her...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 7 Davie had flung herself across the bed and was sobbing as the scheming, i****tuous brother of her so-called "friend" kneeled besideher on the floor, a comforting hand on her back. "That's right, Davie, let it all out. Just cry away--everythingyou saw going on in that room. Let that whole scene between my sisterand your dad wash right out of your eyes," he told her tenderly,cunningly. The distraught young girl cried even harder, her pitiful sobsfilling the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 6 "Do you think your dad will let me show you around the island tomorrow?" the good-looking blond youth was saying to the prettybrunette as they sat on the steps of her father's house. "He'd better!" Davie answered. "I know I can talk him into it. Idon't know what was the matter with him tonight. He was acting funnyall evening," said the innocent teen. Randy's thigh was pressed lightlybut deliberately against her thigh. She was talking with greatanimation, the...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 5 Peter Knight hurried into his beach house and locked the doorbehind him. He was sweating, and his temples throbbed. The ache in hisgroin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancingin his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointedthoughtsin his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back hisequilibrium before Davie came home . . . He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fellinto bed, wincing as his...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 4 When Davie didn't appear in the dining room at lunch time, Peter Knight was seized with a strange feeling of apprehension, although hetold himself it was probably unwarranted. The sexy blonde stewardesswas also conspicuously absent, however, and a casual inquiry to Benny,his maitre d', informed him that Miss Byers had requested a picnic lunchfor two. He decided to go in search of Davie. He just didn't feelright about his guileless daughter spending too much...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 3 The day dawned predictably golden on the island of Eleuthera. Lavender fingers of light were reaching up into the sky when RandyFerris cautiously opened the door of the bungalow he had shared with hissister the night before and made his way to the red MG parked down theroad. He had to work today. But he would be back at French Leavetonight . . . in time to get acquainted with Davie Knight! Then,tomorrow . . . tomorrow would be the beginning of a glorious...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 2 It was six o'clock. The sun was brilliant but low in the Decembersky as Trish and Randy settled down in the big bed in the attractivebungalow which Trish had rented at French Leave. They had bothundressed immediately, Trish still eager for the loving only her brothercould give her. Her climax in the MG had only made her more eager forlove making, and she hungered for the youth's trim, sun-tanned body, forhis young mouth and his mammoth cock. She never grew...
"The Scandalous Stewardess"Chapter 1 The Bahamian island of Eleuthera is a saber-shaped spit ofglistening white coral sand in the crystalline waters of the CaribbeanSea. One can get there by boat or by plane. It was on such a shuttleflight from Nassau that Davie Knight sat and breathlessly looked out ofthe narrow window on December 20th. The sixteen year old kept knottinga silk scarf between her hands, a gesture which could not escape thewatchful notice of the striking older blonde woman who...
Witch Chronicles 002: Elizabeth's story: Elizabeth by JRD Author's Note: Here's the second part of the Witch Chronicles. The installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". Here are their original titles: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage...
When I was in college, specifically a junior, I was sick and missed class for the whole week. The day after I got better I had an English test. I needed to get the notes I'd missed, but the problem was no one in my class really took good notes. Except for one kid, Trent. He stood at about 5 foot 11 inches, with dark black hair, green eyes, and completely jacked. He also had huge arms and six pack that you could always see through his shirt. I never really spoke to him before he was a quiet guy...
Gay MaleI didn't know it was her until later. But I was lying on my back in the dark and she reaches underneath my shirt and grabs my breast. Her hands were cold and I was surprised that she was doing this. Already at a young age I was masturbating, so her sexually touching me didn't confuse me. She squeezed my nipples and then took her hand out of my shirt, going around the bed and lying down with me. She kissed my neck and squeezed my breasts from outside the shirt, stroking my tummy. Her hand...
The first time it happens there is guilt. Usually always is, but that biting urgency to let passion take over can’t be ignored… The party is in full swing and drinks are in everyone and everywhere. The younger crowd dancing and swaying to the music thumping through the speakers, lights flashing in time illuminating the sweating bodies in the club. Rented out for a very special occasion the college students are taking full advantage of the scene and not wasting time with conversations. Mel and...
A month later, Ron and Kim invited the card group for a Chinese dinner. They said to expect the unexpected. Delores said that Kim was a very creative party planner. I was impatient to find out what she meant. Their house was a mansion with a couple of bedrooms on each of two floors, a swimming pool, a full basement recreation room, and a dining room that looked more like a banquet hall. Cocktail hour included gimlets for the wives and martinis for their husbands. Kim had the dinner catered....
Group SexThe poker party started at eight at Stan's place. Everything seemed ordinary. The bar was open and the wine and beer were flowing. The early conversation revolved around the election. Eventually, each group retired to their card games. The women were upstairs in the dining room. We were downstairs in the den in Stan's Rec Room. After an hour, it was obvious that the girls were having fun. Their voices and hysterical laughter became louder. Our poker table was far more subdued. We just shook our...
Group Sex"Listen, Alex, did you hear the latest?" Stan eagerly announced when we met for lunch. "The boss is taking a few of us to a business meeting in Vegas. We're both on the list. How about them bananas?" He was as excited as a kid at Christmas. I asked, "Are the wives invited?" "That's the beauty of it, Alex. We'll be bachelors for five days in Sin City." Stan saw himself as somewhat of a ladies' man. His office conduct could be considered sexual harassment, but none of the girls in the office...
First TimeA dare started it all, and my sexual adventures cascaded from there. A fine line can be drawn between a spontaneous dare and preconceived dare. I can't say which it was when my wife said, "Darling, have you ever dreamed of being naked around a group of women?" I asked, "Do you mean a dream at sleep or a fantasy dream?" "Well," she said, "both." "Why do you ask? It sounds silly to me." "It's not so silly. The girls at our club were talking about their husbands watching Internet porn. Stephanie...
MILFThe first time it happens there is guilt. Usually always is, but that biting urgency to let passion take over can't be ignored... The party is in full swing and drinks are in everyone and everywhere. The younger crowd dancing and swaying to the music thumping through the speakers, lights flashing in time illuminating the sweating bodies in the club. Rented out for a very special occasion the college students are taking full advantage of the scene and not wasting time with conversations. Mel and...
CheatingComing home after dropping out from college has been the hardest thing you've ever done. But you barely had the mental health or money to continue, so you simply dropped out and begged your parents to let you live in your old room until you could get a stable job, luckily, your parents welcomed you in with open arms and happily lead you to your old room. You were surprised to see that nothing had changed, they hadn't thrown out nor given away any of your stuff! Great, you could sell some of it...
BisexualOnce they were settled in the sleek silver Porsche and heading down the road toward French Leave, Peter Knight and his daughter began to relax in each other's company a bit. There is something permissive and seductive about a Caribbean Island, particularly one like Eleuthera, where the brilliant semi-tropical sun and the absence of pressure invite one to shed cares, clothing and convention. This was Peter Knight's home ground now, and he assumed the role of confident host and tour...
It was six o'clock. The sun was brilliant but low in the December sky as Trish and Randy settled down in the big bed in the attractive bungalow which Trish had rented at French Leave. They had both undressed immediately, Trish still eager for the loving only her brother could give her. Her climax in the MG had only made her more eager for love making, and she hungered for the youth's trim, sun-tanned body, for his young mouth and his mammoth cock. She never grew tired of making it with...
The day dawned predictably golden on the island of Eleuthera. Lavender fingers of light were reaching up into the sky when Randy Ferris cautiously opened the door of the bungalow he had shared with his sister the night before and made his way to the red MG parked down the road. He had to work today. But he would be back at French Leave tonight... in time to get acquainted with Davie Knight! Then, tomorrow... tomorrow would be the beginning of a glorious weekend and--if Trish knew what she was...
When Davie didn't appear in the dining room at lunch time, Peter Knight was seized with a strange feeling of apprehension, although he told himself it was probably unwarranted. The sexy blonde stewardess was also conspicuously absent, however, and a casual inquiry to Benny, his maitre d', informed him that Miss Byers had requested a picnic lunch for two. He decided to go in search of Davie. He just didn't feel right about his guileless daughter spending too much time with the older...
Peter Knight hurried into his beach house and locked the door behind him. He was sweating, and his temples throbbed. The ache in his groin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancing in his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointed thoughts in his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back his equilibrium before Davie came home... He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fell into bed, wincing as his hard, erect cock thudded on the...
"Do you think your dad will let me show you around the island tomorrow?" the good-looking blond youth was saying to the pretty brunette as they sat on the steps of her father's house. "He'd better!" Davie answered. "I know I can talk him into it. I don't know what was the matter with him tonight. He was acting funny all evening," said the innocent teen. Randy's thigh was pressed lightly but deliberately against her thigh. She was talking with great animation, the excitement and...
Davie had flung herself across the bed and was sobbing as the scheming, incestuous brother of her so-called "friend" kneeled beside her on the floor, a comforting hand on her back. "That's right, Davie, let it all out. Just cry away--everything you saw going on in that room. Let that whole scene between my sister and your dad wash right out of your eyes," he told her tenderly, cunningly. The distraught young girl cried even harder, her pitiful sobs filling the darkened bedroom. She...
"That was fantastic, Peter, just fantastic. I don't know when I've been fucked quite so breathless," the exhausted blonde said sincerely. But her mind was filled with dark thoughts of revenge em the virile resort owner for the way he had treated her--like a filthy whore! It wasn't enough him to give her a savage ass fucking; he made her lick his cock clean right afterwards, then suck his huge cock off while he kneeled over her with his big hands knotted in her hair. He almost pulled it...
A radiant, refreshed Davie Knight awoke around 9:30 the next morning from a deep and delicious sleep. God, she felt great! Absolutely marvelous. Her cheeks glowed and her eyes sparkled; she was exquisitely healthy... She sat up in bed clutching her bent knees to her chest. A satisfied smile played constantly around her full, sensuous lips. Over and over she kept thinking to herself, I'm a woman now--a real woman! I'm not just a scared kid in school any more... I'm a woman! I've had a...
Peter Knight stole another long glance at his passenger as they drove south along the narrow, two-way road in his sleek silver Porsche. Trish had greeted him wearing the briefest and sexiest of black bikinis and a thin gold chain around her neck. She was all smiles, and gave no indication that she bore any resentment towards him for his callous treatment of her the night before. She looked so goddamned exciting, so sensual, that he had torn off his own swim trunks and fucked her right then,...
Young Davie Knight was thoroughly caught up in the sucking of Randy's cock. Her eyes were cloud and her head bobbed up and down furiously as she reveled in the taste and feel of her handsome lover's throbbing member. Her energetic sucking of the pistoning prick in her mouth and the guttural barks that came from her lovely throat all testified to that. I like it, I love it... ooohhhh, his big, beautiful penis feels so wonderful in my mouth, I never thought anything this wicked could feel so...
"... But remember, Davie, you've got to make your father think it was all your idea--promise? I want you to get ad the credit, honey," Trish admonished the pretty young girl over the dining table. It was Saturday night, and the spacious room was crowded. Peter Knight was busy. "I promise!" the lovely teen answered, her large hazel eyes aglow with excitement. "Oh Trish, you're a genius--and a terrific friend! I just hope Daddy will go for it. "Sweetie, your father's so knocked out...
“I love you.” The words were more than seriously stated by each and to each of the nude partners as they made love on the large bed in the Prentiss house – three women and a man; Dave, Alice, Cricket, and Cindy Worthington. The same words had been said the night before between the group and a few others as well. This Saturday morning they seemed to carry special meaning after the group had slept naked and cuddled together in a loving amorphous mass of hypersexual-sated flesh. Dave sighed...
When I was in college, specifically a junior, I was sick and missed class for the whole week. The day after I got better I had an English test. I needed to get the notes I’d missed, but the problem was no one in my class really took good notes. Except for one kid, Trent. He stood at about 5 foot 11 inches, with dark black hair, green eyes, and completely jacked. He also had huge arms and six pack that you could always see through his shirt. I never really spoke to him before he was a quiet guy...
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Kink and BDSM porns had always intrigued me. I had been so much curious about them that I got a few toys at home. I never got the chance to try them though since most women freaked out at the idea. I eventually stopped telling my dates about the fantasy and my kinky sexcapades. I am a dom, you see. I wanted to meet the perfect submissive who can appreciate my lifestyle. I never imagined it will eventually come true after the array of failed dates. Jennifer- the calm, sweet face deceived nothing...
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