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Life with Elise is always unpredictable, and tonight was no different. First, her bikini top broke while playing in the pool, then she somehow lost the bottoms while teasing the guys in the hot tub. Now she was only left with a small towel to cover herself as we left the pool to head back to our rooms."Hey Elise," Shawn said with a big grin and pointing to a sign. "No breaking the rules."There was a sign by the door that read: "Do not remove towels from the pool area."Elise looked at me and...
Things quieted down after the weekend. Classes and part-time jobs kept us busy during the days and most evenings. The times we were all at home together I kept a close eye on Elise to make sure nothing funny was going on with my roommates.Elise's new favorite thing seemed to be taking selfies and I'd receive them at random times throughout the day. It seemed like whenever she had a free moment she'd slip off to a bathroom, store changing room, or who knows where, take a quick pic and send it to...
My beautiful girlfriend Elise and I had been going out for about six months and things were going really well. So well in fact that we were even considering moving in together after we finished college.Elise is a complete knockout and every day I thanked my lucky stars that I found someone like her. She was fairly short, just a little over five feet tall and very slender. Elise's boobs weren't huge, but they were definitely a handful and matched her petite frame perfectly. They might have been...
One evening, Victoria’s phone rang and Elise was on the other end of the line.Elise asked her friend if she remembered their special time together and if she would be interested in coming over again. Victoria responded positively to both questions and so the ladies agreed to meet up again for a special rendezvous at the weekend. “If you want, we can go one step further, “ Elise suggested to Victoria.Victoria asked what her friend meant, but Elise refused to be drawn, saying that she would have...
She regained consciousness to the sound of the truck's air brakes hissing. The chain pinching her narrow waist locked behind her. Attached cuffs held her hands against her belly. Her ankles were crossed and chained. A third chain drew her into a ball. Reinforced adhesive bandages covered her eyes and mouth. The air was rank, a combination of sweat, exhaust fumes and perfumes. (What happened? Think, Elise! Think! We left the tournament. The girls were excited because they'd placed second. We...
‘He’s away for work again?’ Robert asked his good friend Elise when she showed up to softball without her boyfriend. ‘Yeah,’ she said with a minimally audible sigh. ‘The calibrations were off again or something like that. He left a couple days ago. Thankfully it’s a short trip, so he should be back before the weekend.’ ‘Sweet! Do you have any plans?’ Robert asked enthusiastically. Elise smiled at her friend. ‘We’re going on a wine-tasting weekend. You?’ ‘Sam and I are going to Wasaga....
It had been a few weeks since Victoria had been with her aunt and Olivia (see In the family). Victoria had just returned home from work, when there was a knock at the door of her flat.Walking to open the door, she was greeted by Elise, a nasty woman, disliked by Victoria’s family. She held a strange sense of power over Victoria, which we didn’t like. “Hello, hun,” smiled Victoria. Elise’s face didn’t crack, in fact she had that usual sour look on it (nobody within the family knew what her...
I arrive a little early and right on the appointed time a knockout looking impeccably groomed woman strides very confidently across the foyer. Sun tanned brunette, sixty-six inches tall, voluptuous size 12-14, high heels, black silk blouse, wearing the tightest white slacks I have ever seen which highlight her brilliant thighs and arse; poetry in motion I muse. “You must be Jon, you come highly recommended. We are leaving for London tomorrow and I have never had sex in this country, so I want...
I arrive a little early and right on the appointed time a knockout looking impeccably groomed woman strides very confidently across the foyer. Sun tanned brunette, sixty-six inches tall, voluptuous size 12-14, high heels, black silk blouse, wearing the tightest white slacks I have ever seen which highlight her brilliant thighs and ass; poetry in motion I muse. “You must be Jon, you come highly recommended. We are leaving for London tomorrow and I have never had sex in this country, so I want...
Not all stories that start out with "Once upon a time" have happy endings. The characters do not necessarily live happily ever after as was the case in this one. It started as a fair tale that my wife tried to tell me, but unfortunately for her (or me — depending on how you look at it) I knew the game she was going to play. Once upon a time there was a marriage planned. Elise and I had grown up together and it had always been expected, at least by our mothers, that we would marry when we...
Elise woke Thursday morning with a numb emptiness where thoughts of Christian normally resided. The previous night she and Christian came to the end of their relationship. Christian had told her in their video chat that he’d been offered the chance of a lifetime to head up the mining project, a goal he’d invested over a decade of his life for. They’d both agreed that it was too good a chance for him to pass up, they’d only had about a year invested in their time compared to his dozen as an...
Robert woke partway in the night, the memory of what he’d done with his friend just hours earlier flooding back, eliciting feelings of both arousal and guilt. Then he felt the hot flesh of her breast against the palm of his hand, her nipple pressing into his skin. In her sleep, her hand had gripped his and held it against her chest, against her breast. He lay there a moment, savouring her silken skin, making his erection, currently pressed into the crack of her ass, throb painfully. Not wanting...
Elise and I met at a college frat party during our senior year at State. She a Business major, me a Techie, we hit it off, and while the courtship wasn't exactly whirlwind, we did become a pretty hot item pretty quick. Two months after graduation we made it legal, and for the past sixteen years we've been as happy as could be: her, apparently, because she was getting what she wanted and needed, and me in my ignorance that she was getting what she wanted and needed; go figure. Elise is...
Some people say that the past is the past – let it go. But there are some things in my past that I can’t forget. As soon as they start to get buried my mind brings them back to the front and I remember. It can go one of two ways after that: either I forget, just as quickly, or I start to ponder on all of those ‘what if’s?’These events are over fifteen years ago and my time with a relatively new girlfriend was one of those times that I keep going back to. They were special times and I instantly...
SwingersThe first two parts of this story were well received and told the story of something akin to a BD blind date that was suddenly ended when the women discovered they were related to the men! Part 3 told of the Father and daughter who had some issues to work through. This story tells how the older woman and her step-son worked out their situation.If you are interested in exploring this taboo subject, settle in and enjoy!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Elise pulled on her sports bra and her pink and...
“Hi, I'm Elise! I'll be your server tonight. Do you know what you'll be having, or would you like to hear the specials this evening?”“I think we're ready to order,” says Carrie, her brunette hair framing her face perfectly, and bringing attention to her wide smile and hazel eyes.Elise takes Carrie's order first, then her cousin Melinda's, and finally, their friend David's, before turning to another table. As she walks away, Carrie and Melinda notice that David can't stop staring at Elise, and...
ExhibitionismAuthor's Note: Most of the characters in this story have been introduced in my other writings (sort of a story ecosystem). All of those stories are somewhat linked in that they all take place in the same locales in a progressive mid-American city even though the characters usually only have a peripheral relationship (eg hang out at the same bar, work at the same company, go to the same school). The main characters here, Elena and Zoe, were introduced in "Bianca" as two homeless kids...
When Elise and I woke up in the morning, we felt that everything seemed much too quiet for six people to be living here. We were right. Stuck to the netting of the main cave, our notice board as it were, was a brief message telling us that Wilbur, Sabreena, Alfred and Lexa had gone back already to let us do the healing and whatever else we felt like doing in privacy. "Thank you both for a splendid time. Let us know when you are back home. We will meet again. Soon." Signed with lots of...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen. It is far and away my most ambitious work to date, tracing the metamorphosis of a young married woman from being a downtrodden wife, through a chance encounter, eventually into a spiral leading her into a world she had never dreamt of. I hope someone bothers to read it. My story begins in the following way, but that is really only a ‘preface.’ ‘Where’s my dinner then?’ was my greeting when Gerry, my husband of some eight years, walked in from work,...
Today, I was sitting on the couch with some movie on in the background. I’m in the middle, and Daniel was to the left of me. Sitting on my right was his big brother, Jackson, who’s 26. I turn to my left and start making out with my boyfriend. I feel his finger slip inside me under the blanket we have over us. This has always been our game: To try to get ourselves to cum without no one else noticing. His large fingers get deeper into my already wet cunt, slowly rubbing against my clit. I moan...
For Elise. "You know," I said. "you were my first." Lexia was silent. Maybe it was too soon for such intimacy; I'd been such a complete bitch. Like old times she was painting my toenails in my bedroom. In this new world I had already done hers, after some gentle persuasion. First, fascinated, searching for my Alex, I'd watched Lexia reach under her skirt to skim off her tights. With braided hair, mascara and subtle lipstick, my ex-boyfriend was self-consciously feminine. The...
Riordan and Elise Riordan and Elise "I would like a woman to love me," Riordan mused, between sips of his drink. His friends could tell by the glaze in his eyes that he was tipsy. It didn't stop them from pouring him more wine. "You've taken them all to bed," Andrew said, stoically, "and they aren't impressed." Riordan only looked into his cup and sloshed the fluid around a little. "I'm tired of women." "Perhaps you should try men," Ernest suggested, slyly nudging at his young...
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It had been one of my longer hauls - Denver to Seattle to Los Angeles to St. Louis and the back to Denver. I had stopped at the Flying J Travel Plaza in Salina, Kansas for food and fuel and I was browsing the aisles in the convenience store when I noticed a stunning brunette standing at the bank of pay phones. What intrigued me was the way that she was dressed - mini-skirt and 'come fuck me' high heels. Not the normal attire you see in a truck stop unless the lady is a hooker. But this woman...
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It was the first week of January. I got an email from this girl named Carrie. She was extremely horny and I was the only guy she knew that could give her what she needed. Carrie and I had met on Craigslist and hooked up a few months before. She's a big girl and a technical virgin. She claims she's never had vaginal sex, but she loves anal. Our first encounter hadn't gone as well as I had liked. On top of her anal-only policy, which was new to me, she also had a thing for outdoor sex. We had met...
It is to be assumed that you have already read part 1. Everyone in this story is over 18. We awaited eagerly the arrival of our first clients at the Abadía, and were excited when a limousine bumped its way up the stony track, a uniformed chauffeuse opened a rear door, and out stepped an elegant lady, wearing an obviously authentic mink coat over a black trouser-suit and patent heels. Her black hair was coiffed in a sophisticated chiñon, and her make-up looked immaculate. As Judith and I...
It has been almost exactly twenty years since my story began, and I hardly know how to tell it. It is not a source of pride for me. It is more a source of shame, something I cannot tell my friends and family about. Yet, these are probably the most exciting events of my life, and they will mean the end of my marriage because I will not be able to keep them secret much longer. I regret what I did those months ago and I have thought of little else since then. Maybe that is why I feel compelled to...
It has been almost exactly twenty years since my story began, and I hardly know how to tell it. It is not a source of pride for me. It is more a source of shame, something I cannot tell my friends and family about. Yet, these are probably the most exciting events of my life, and they will mean the end of my marriage because I will not be able to keep them secret much longer. I regret what I did those months ago and I have thought of little else since then. Maybe that is why I feel compelled to...
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Sorry for any formatting or grammar errors. I write them and just don't have the time or desire to edit them after. Perhaps someday I will fix them up. Jay woke in a cold sweat, confused and unsure for a moment, he reached to the otherside of the bed andit was empty. His cock was throbbing between his legs and his boxers were wet. As his hand slid downinto his boxers he remembered where he was, a thousand miles from home, working. His hand grippedhis cock and the wetness there from the dream of...
So you all remember Latoya, the singer who looks like Misty Stone? Well, we were supposed to go camping with friends, but they pulled out. So, having the weekend free, me and Latoya opted to go hiking. Latoya showed up at my house dressed in jeans, a half shirt, and she was wearing one of those old plaid shirts the grunge freaks wore in the ninties, only she'd cut the shirt down and cut off the sleeves, turning it into a vest. I wore jeans and a Poison shirt. For those that aren't aware exactly...
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April, 1984, Chicago Illinois “Who goes first?” I asked. “I believe I should,” Anala said. “I have the more important issue, really.” “I agree. Becky is not as nearly important as Stephanie. Go ahead.” “I wondered, for several months, what you were hiding from me. I had all manner of speculation as to what it could be. A criminal past. Some terrible thing you might have done to a girl. Some other dark part of your past. Never would I have guessed it was a sexual relationship with your...
August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Anala had pushed me hard to decide what I wanted from Penny. The thing was, no matter what I wanted, the fact that she was only fifteen presented what appeared to be insurmountable problems. In theory she could marry at sixteen with parental permission, but how did a twenty-one year old man approach the parents of a fifteen-year old and ask to marry her without potentially disastrous results? And even if I overcame that problem, was Penny really in a position...
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January, 1984, Chicago, Illinois “OK, now that we’ve made love, talk to me more about Becky,” I said to Anala. “What I was trying to tell you was that denying your feelings, and refusing to address the issue with the girls closest to you, is not healthy. Is there anyone else that you are literally afraid of being with? And forget your mom for the moment.” “Nobody that I can think of, excluding my mom. I’m not sure that I’m afraid, but I’ll concede that for the sake of the...
May, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Bethany and I said our goodbyes and I walked her out to her car. We kissed before she got into her car, and after she drove off, and I went back inside. My housemates were filtering out, along with my friends, and the house would soon be empty. I let Kara and Jackie know that I was going to pick up Anala. They disappeared together, and I headed out to my car to drive to Bridgeport. Other than a brief greeting, and a question about her final project, Anala and I...
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May, 1984, Chicago, Illinois I didn’t return Becky’s call; I called Jackie instead. I told her about what had happened with the phone message. “Let me get this straight. You didn’t make love with Penny, but you realized she’s the antidote to Becky?” “Yes. I thought about Penny so much, and was so focused on her, that Becky didn’t even cross my mind, and when I heard Becky’s phone message, I was annoyed, not because I’d missed lunch with her, but because I simply didn’t want anything to do...