Sherlock Holmes and the case of the Virgin Bride
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His fingers dug into her fleshy hips as his cock slipped between her thighs. Her tightness gripped his shaft as her back arched as he entered her. Joan could not help but moan as Holmes invaded her most intimate part.Her breasts began to sway as he pumped hard into her, his stomach slapping against her bubbly ass as she bent over the back of the sofa. She had wanted him to take her for so long. She could feel her orgasm begin to boil inside her.“It's six a.m. in Atlanta, time to rise and...
Quickie Sex"Don't wait for me, darling."Watson bent down to peck his wife of two months on the cheek. She turned her blue eyes onto him exasperatedly, lowering her book to her lap. "What does he want now?"Watson glanced at her. "It's nothing." He said airily. "Don't worry.""There's really no sense in our being married if you spend every waking moment running back to him." Mary said coolly, watching him don his coat and hat.He did not look up."John. Please." Mary said with an edge of irritation to her...
It was a foggy morning in the small Atlanta suburb of London. Joan, walked down the wet sidewalk to Holmes's house. As she opened the squeaky gate, she noticed one dim light coming from the office area of Holmes Manner. She kicked the morning paper into the pile on the edge of the walkway as she approached the door.She sighed as she fumbled through her keys. It was a shame how a house that just months before had been filled with joy, was now so dark and gloomy. She attempted to open the door,...
LesbianPalmerston's brougham pulled into Hounslow Manor shortly before dusk. As we three stepped down to stretch after the jarring ride from London and the footmen unstrapped our bags from the rear of the carriage, I heard the door to the manor open and I turned to discover the most divinely radiant vision I have had the pleasure to experience. Lady Palmerston – or Victoria, as I still think of her – stood at the top of the stone steps with the last dappled light of the day shining through the...
The case began as so many do: in our rooms at 221b Baker Street. Holmes was in a dark study and was teasing a melancholy strain from the strings of his violin. Under normal circumstances I would beg him to desist, though having just endured an hour-long tirade on the dearth of intelligent criminal activity in London, I was disinclined to interrupt him lest he resume that broken thread. The sound of hooves on the street below roused me from my study of the newspaper and I moved to the window...
Holmes sat, and thought. The more he thought, the more maudlin he became; eventually he emitted a deep sigh. Almost in resignation he opened a locked drawer in his oaken desk; with care he slid it open and unfastened the tin that lay within. For a second he stared at the dried leaves, then as if motivated by some alien desire his left hand scooted across the leather desktop and snatched the oldest of his pipes. He needed clarity, ultimate focus, his friend was in danger. He, Ned Holmes, had...
Holmes for once was fairly contented; he sat carefully cleaning each of his pipes in turn. The resemblance of his pipe rack to a rifle rack did not escape him, nor did the dutiful act of cherishing a precise machine. His mind started to drift back to his days in the Sudan... "Beggin' pardon Mr 'Olmes, but Mr 'Ove is here and 'es somewhat impatient to see you." Ned's eyes refocused on Nancy. "By all means bid him in..." Nancy walked back to the door softly cursing her vacant-eyed...
1865 MacNeal Peter Holmes stood in the paneled bar of the Willard Hotel, his dark suit, fancy weskit, glowing boots and silk cravat helping him blend in with the dozens of prosperous-appearing men about him. The room was thick with tobacco smoke. He touched the diamond-looking stickpin at his breastbone and sipped his watered brandy, patiently waiting for his drinking companion to find the end of a muddled story about some inebriated duck hunters on the Eastern Shore. "So," his young...
Ned, Forty, Brighton and Emily made their way back to Baker Street in silence. Upon arriving at 221b, Ned unlocked the door and then settled Emily and Fortescue into their temporary accommodation. He then returned to the library whence he had asked Brighton to wait for him. "So Brighton what have we observed?" Holmes asked, as he reached out towards his pipe rack. "Well, that we can break the enthralment of the victims by removing the 'keep-sakes' from them." Hove replied. "Hmm,...
Brighton strode along Bow street with Ned and Sergeant Smythe, his step keeping in military time with theirs. Hove turned his head briefly to stare at a Black Maria, after a little while he spoke. "So this fits the pattern then Holmes, what say you?" Ned grimaced, "I say we wait and examine the evidence Hove, it is better to act once one is more fully informed." Holmes cocked an eyebrow, "Would you not agree?" "Ah, yes of course. Quite right!" Hove replied. He then glanced downward...
Palmerston had secured a private compartment for Holmes and me on the return train to London. "Well, Watson, an unusual case," he smiled at me around his pipe. "Though not one that should probably ever see print in your infernal memoirs." "Very true, Holmes," I smiled ruefully. "Though I may still write it up for my own records." I considered the case silently for half a minute, enjoying the anticipation of reliving the experience in writing. "It was an interesting diversion for a...
Hallo. Ich würde mir wünschen das alle Leserinnen und Leser sich gern an mich wenden, über Kommentare oder direkte Nachrichten, was ihr euch in die Geschichte wünscht oder welche alternative Wege es geben soll. Auch wenn ich einen der Fälle weiter ausbauen soll. Wer selber Kapitel schreiben will kann es sehr gerne machen und sich im Zweifelsfall an mich wenden. Ich wünsche viel Spaß. Vorerst zu mir. Mein Name ist Helene Watson. Mein Studium der Medizin habe ich in München abgeschlossen. Ich...
I brought my chair over to the edge of the bed and guided Victoria to lay back down. Incredibly, she chose not to pull up the sheet and left her breasts exposed for me to gaze down upon lovingly. It would have been the simplest matter to lean forwards and kiss them as I had fantasised doing; to take a nipple between my lips and feel it harden beneath my tongue while I cupped the other tenderly in my hand and teased the same response with my fingertips. "Shut your eyes please, Lady...
I have to admit I was a little embarrassed, even though there was really nobody around to see it. This woman, who I'd thought would be such an easy touch, was turning out to have more on the ball than I had expected. That she'd just call the cops like that, even though I KNEW she had dope in the house, suggested she was either crazy or had an in with the department somehow. I'd seen stuff like that before. More than one bad cop has stolen "product" during a bust, and then turned around...
Journal of an Agent: Chapter 2 – Katie Holmes "Dean, call on line 3," buzzed in Julie. Her call had awoken me from my day dreaming. "Take a message. I’m…busy," I replied. "That’s bullshit and you know it. It’s pretty important, you should take it. It’s Katie Holmes," she replied, hanging up the phone. Sometimes I swear the only reasons I keep Julie around is because she looks so good and that she knows what the hell she is doing when I don’t. Today I had to restrain myself again...
Mindy Holmes: EpilogueMindy did find success in the corporate world. She rose to prominence quickly… first as a scholar with acknowledgements from many renown universities and intuitions that she had attended and then received degrees and citations of honors from… all proudly framed and displayed throughout her large corner office in the penthouse suites of her fathers corporation. She was the undisputed Second In Command and the heir to the kingdom when the appropriate time came. She was in...
"Dean, call on line 3," buzzed in Julie. Her call had awoken me from my day dreaming. "Take a message. I'm... busy," I replied. "That's bullshit and you know it. It's pretty important, you should take it. It's Katie Holmes," she replied, hanging up the phone. Sometimes I swear the only reasons I keep Julie around is because she looks so good and that she knows what the hell she is doing when I don't. Today I had to restrain myself again from asking her out, for she looked...
Looking for Holmes By Miss Anonna I was looking into buying a new house and had a few in mind so I called a realtor and asked him to show me a few. He sounded young on the phone and I had asked him how much experience he had. He told me he had just received his license and I would be his first sale if he made one to me. He had asked me if I wanted a more experienced realtor that his colleague would step in but I assured him he would do just fine as I knew what I wanted. He agreed to meet me...
So how would this begin, so many different ways to unleash the wild and very scary obsession and love, almost endless passion that my, "NiNNa" Sarah Holmes, has for me before any other man. Well it would have to start way back, back in the time, I would say the year was 2003, the summer of the beginning of the true HipHop Evil Empire, that would be when my Musical business partners in crime Jimmy Iovine, Dr. Dre, Eminem, and 50 Cent, was controlling the Airwaves, music scene, and the entirety...
Looking for HolmesBy Miss AnonnaI was looking into buying a new house and had a few in mind so I called a realtor and asked him to show me a few. He sounded young on the phone and I had asked him how much experience he had. He told me he had just received his license and I would be his first sale if he made one to me. He had asked me if I wanted a more experienced realtor that his colleague would step in but I assured him he would do just fine as I knew what I wanted. He agreed to meet me that...
MILFAt my request, Palmerston fetched Victoria's hairbrush from her dressing room. Wanting to explore and enjoy her svelte body outside the confines of the bed, I drew her down to the bear-skin laid before the hearth where she knelt in front of me; a slim hourglass silhouette with her naked bottom perched on her heels. Working from the tips, I untied the glossy blonde rope of her plait and began to brush it out, savouring the silky texture of her hair and including more than a little sensual...
I figured this would be a cake walk. I mean, how hard could it be to talk an old woman out of a pair of roller skates that she didn't use, which were gathering dust in some closet somewhere, or maybe that garage Ronnie had talked about in her soliloquy. Mom had no use for them—her daughter wanted them. Parents want their kids to be happy, right? And, I'm an intimidating looking fellow, I'm told, so if just asking didn't work, I'd intimidate the old bat a bit. That's why I didn't plan...
That trip back to Chicago would make a story in itself, but suffice it to say that twenty-four hours later I was sitting in my office. My cracked ribs were tightly encased in what made me look like a practice mummy or something, where the lesson of the day was "Cover the torso and wait for the instructor to check your work." I was three hundred bucks in the red, and it was only that much because I drove myself to the hospital, instead of taking an ambulance. The emergency room doctor had...
Plan D involved a visit to Melody Hartwig, who was a family law attorney I knew. I'd done a couple of surveillance jobs for her and we had chatted about the law on an informal basis. I gave her my discounted fee both times. She worked in a rough part of town and was a do-gooder. I knew she didn't gouge her clients, but I also knew that whatever I charged her would be passed on to the client. I have a little do-gooder in me, too, though I try hard to control that impulse. Melody welcomed me...
I actually only had one other idea and it didn't involve any associates. In fact, it didn't even involve going to Ohio again. Plan E required that I spend a day—and it took all day—limping carefully from one pawn shop to another, until I found a pair of white leather roller skates with red wheels. They were a little worse for the wear, but that was to be expected of something at least fifteen years old. I didn't know how old these skates were, but they looked like they could be more than...
I HAD thought about her case and I DID have another plan ... sort of. I admit I was a little desperate at this point. Having been given a reprieve for trying to pull a fast one, and knowing I would have at least one more chance to make her happy, I had been thinking about what had gone wrong during my earlier abortive attempt at burglary. I didn't feel bad about trying that. The way I was thinking about it, those skates belonged to Ronnie, Melody's complicated musings be damned. It...
My cover was blown. There was nothing I could do about that. But it wasn't illegal for me to be there and it wasn't illegal for me to watch her through a periscope on public property. Even if she called the cops, they had nothing to hold me on. She'd destroyed the only crime scene she could claim I was involved with when she moved all those boxes outside. They might try to hassle me, but it wouldn't go anywhere. Even if I wasn't licensed in Ohio, I still had the right to be where I was,...
I called Ronnie and suggested we go out for dinner. I wasn't thinking of it as a date. It was more to get her into a setting where the food might ease the disappointment of failure. She sensed something was wrong. "What happened?" she asked. "I can't just ask you out to dinner?" "Bob!" she warned. That bullshit meter of hers was SO sensitive. "OK, things didn't turn out very well ... again." "What happened?" Her voice had that tired quality to it that is so often there in a...
The ride back to Chicago was different in many ways from what Peaches and I had gone through only hours before. The general atmosphere was different, for one thing. Ronnie sat there, with those skates on her lap, stroking them and humming. She was staring out the windshield and not saying much. That was OK, though. Most people try to fill a silence when they're together, but this silence was comfortable. In fact, I'd say the atmosphere in the car was just plain comfortable. The ordeal was...
There are situations in a man's life when time gets all fucked up. The first time that happened to me was in the very first football game I was a starter in. I was a normally second stringer and was used to sitting on the bench. Then the guy who played end got hurt, just before an away game, and suddenly I was out in front of all those people and the team was depending on me. I don't remember there being any time during that game. I was either playing or standing on the sidelines watching...
Part II : Annie It has been a day since Sheyla saw her dad fuck her sister. She couldn’t believe it, her dad fucking her 14 years old sister, it was unbelievable. She was wondering if the opportunity arrised, would he fuck her too. She was the only virgin of her class. Most of the girls at school were little sluts who fucked older men. There was a friend of hers, her name was Annie who fucks almost every girl’s dad. She was a 5’4 brunette with a tight little ass and C cup breasts. She acted...
Part I : Cassie “ Oh yeah DAAADDDDYYYY!!!! Fuck me harder, fuck your baby girl like you’ve never fucked a woman before.” That was what Sheyla was hearing in her room. The moans where coming from her sister Cassie’s room. She couldn’t believe it, her 14 years old sister was getting fucked hard by their 32 years old dad. Well, let us start with some details, Sheyla is a 17 years old girl, with long blond hair, a very nice ass that any man wants to grab and play with and a 32 DD boobs...
The tan skirt of her business suit had ridden far up her leg, exposing most of her chocolate thighs. By a slight turn of the head, Nathan cautiously caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Peeking at her long, sexy legs was a temptation he could not resist. Nathan’s heart began to race as he felt the sweat building up on his forehead and around the collar of his shirt. He loosened his tie in an attempt to get some relief, but no matter how much he concentrated, he could not avert his eyes...
The tan skirt of her business suit had ridden far up her leg, exposing most of her chocolate thighs. By a slight turn of the head, Nathan cautiously caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Peeking at her long, sexy legs was a temptation he could not resist.Nathan’s heart began to race as he felt the sweat building up on his forehead and around the collar of his shirt. He loosened his tie in an attempt to get some relief, but no matter how much he concentrated, he could not avert his eyes...
InterracialHello everyone, my name is Nik, I’m a 19 year old btech student currently in Bangalore. Since puberty,I’ve been one of those people who have a high sex drive. My mind is constantly on sex,and being bisexual, my dirty mind doesn’t spare anyone ;) However I’ve never met anyone for real until this incident which is a true story.. This happened a couple of weeks back when in an extremely horny mood i decided to post an ad of me as a male escort along with my photo on locanto. This story is 100%...
With the rest of the staff working over at the hospital to get the Taubett up and running, Cassie and Julie had the department to themselves. Eve spent most days working at her apartment, and only came into the uni for meetings. Stefan began sending Julie data from the scanner in the USA by the end of that first week. This seemed remarkably fast to Julie, but there were many problems with the initial data sets. The first scans were only of small regions of the body. The Taubett could only...
With the rest of the staff working over at the hospital to get the Taubett up and running, Cassie and Julie had the department to themselves. Eve spent most days working at her apartment, and only came into the uni for meetings. Stefan began sending Julie data from the scanner in the USA by the end of that first week. This seemed remarkably fast to Julie, but there were many problems with the initial data sets. The first scans were only of small regions of the body. The Taubett could only...
LOOKING FOR LOVE IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES. WISCONSIN! Maya felt a little queasy as she watched the women tugging at each other's hair in a desperate attempt to overpower their opponent. Everyone was cheering them on, as usual. She often wondered how much Hershey's syrup the club used every Thursday during this event. The two women where covered from head to toe in chocolate, you couldn't even see where their bikini's ended and their skin started. Maya was startled for a moment when the...
Iam Rahul from hyderabad,First off all I should thank all the ISS readers for giving a good response for my stories and it was so surprising to get lot of mails from both males and females. It was nice reading some mails and some people were asking for the email id of the gal and telephone number. Infact to be honest, i did not realize, that there were lot of sex starved women in india, especially in hyderabad also, wanna meet me can mail me at my yahoo id this is my story if any mistake pl z...
IncestI ran an ad on Craigslist two weeks ago looking for a young, lean/skinny guy wanting to get his cock sucked. I placed it in the ‘Casual Encounters’ section because it seemed to get better results than men seeking men. It tends to draw the curious. I got a response from a kid that told me he was twenty-four, skinny and lived in Hollywood. I responded to his response but didn't hear anything back. He was an AOL member so I buddy listed him on my buddy list. I have my list divided into two...
Gay MaleCHAPTER 25: AN INSTRUCTIONAL VIDEOBob, the breeder, heard about the kennel guest addition completed by Nikki and Joe and decided this was the time to pursue an idea he had been work on for some time. He had held off bringing it up since Nikki’s attack, wanting to give her plenty of time for recovery and getting back into the swing on her own terms. That time appeared to have come based on the information he was getting from mutual acquaintances.Bob contacted Nikki with his idea. He explained to...
Thank you for returning once again for another installment. I will warn you from the beginning that this chapter will be about ten pages longer than the other chapters thus far. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just wanted to keeps things symmetrical throughout this epic story. With no further adieu please enjoy Chapter 6 of Case Study 301 Special Agent Tom Murphy’s hotel room in Los Angeles: Tom just finished walking down the hotel hallway that has vibrant brown teak wood walls and...
Hi, I am Rohit (name changed) from Guwahati (Assam) and I work here in a construction firm as a engineer. About me 5’7″ tall and dusky complexion average looking guy and my size is sufficient to satisfy any girl or aunty.This is my first and true story. And heroine of this story is ankita a typical assamese girl, she is kind of very cute plumpy girl with mouthwatering boobs of 34d and height around 4″ 8″. Now coming to the main story, we get in contact via fb than whatsapp and in a...
The balance of the week passed quickly. By Saturday, the lacerations on Karla’s and Maria’s bodies had begun to heal, so Barb removed the stitches from their shoulders. As she did, the girls were gossiping and seemed utterly oblivious to the pain as she carefully extracted the pieces of silk thread. On Sunday, the family — and they now actually thought of themselves that way — decided to go to church early to avoid any crowds or publicity. It hadn’t occurred to the Sloans, Andy or Ken what...
Wearing dark sunglasses, a knee high blue colored dress and a handbag in my hand, I stepped out of my car. A couple of young guys, who were standing a few feet away from my car, looked at my deep cleavage. I was thirty-seven years old. I had blonde hair, blue eyes, and I managed to have a quite fit body. My breasts were 34D size, and I loved playing with my boobs every time I masturbated. I was married, but still I had to fuck myself with my toys and fingers. My husband was good at sex, but he...
HardcoreJon sucked Allison’s bottom lip into his mouth as he thrust deeply into her one more time. He looked into her eyes and whispered, “I think three orgasms in the pool is enough, for now, we don’t want us to both shrivel up.” Feeling Allie squeeze his cock again with her pussy made him moan. “That feels amazing. Don’t worry, Allie. I just mean we should move the fun into the house.” Slowly he withdrew from her depths and pulled away.While her arms were still around Jon, Allison dropped her legs...
TeenAshley reels in her restraints. The day is a blur to her now. The last four days are nothing but a series of images in her head, teasing her desperate body, tormenting it. Ashley remains bent over the leather padded table. Her legs spread apart and, thanks to the thick leather cuffs around her ankles, unable to move. The brunette slave watches Ashley from across the room. Her hand still attached to her cage, her ass sitting in a damp pool of her juices. Miss Rose stands in front of Ashley, a...
* Except for Aytül and Danica, the other names are made up to keep some privacy. After my first short blog, let me write about all the moments i sucked a cock. For what i can remember of it. I have a relationship with Aytül for a few years. She is bisexual, with a preference for men. But next to me, she has a loose relationship with another girl Danica. Danica is also bi, but she prefers females. Like i wrote in my earlier blog, i could suck my own cock when i was a teenager. I told that to...
“Who did you? Well, besides the whole football team,” Mark said. “ha ha!” I said and paused for a second. “Oh, wait I forgot. Fuck you.” “Let’s see. You started with Tony. He was a Linebacker and dumb as hell. I’m kind of amazed he could even string together two words to ask you out.” In his best Caveman imitation Mark said. “Ma... Ma... Mackenzie... da... da... date... Toe...Toe... Tony tonight.” “You’re an asshole.” “How could you date that idiot?” “He’s really cute and has an amazing...
Straight SexIntroduction: I couldnt believe my sister and her friend had sucked me off… I could hardly believe it myself. I had just tricked my nine year old sister and her friend to suck my dick. Not only had both Sam and Holly sucked my dick unknowingly, Holly had swallowed my cum. And to make things better, they both wanted to try some more. Needless to say, my heart was still racing with the possibilities of having fun with these two nine year old beauties. So, Holly began, Can we have some more of...
You wait nervously outside the front door of Samantha's house, your heart pumping as you still can't quite believe your luck. Just a small, nerdy guy like you being invited over to the most popular girl at school's house! Finally gathering up the courage as you tentatively press the doorbell, hearing the sing song chime through the door. A whole minute passing as your mind races, maybe she's not home? Maybe it was a prank? Until finally it swings open and she's smiling down at you. Her long...
TranssexualPlease email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: August 9, 2010) Chapter 2 - Tonight with Sarah Carerra The next few days passed slowly, but I was glad for the calm that had settled after the concert was over. It was a good break from the full- throttle schedule that I had been...
This spring has been unnaturally warm, so I opened the backyard pool early this year to get ready for spring break. Claire is home from college, and her friend Ana is still living with me while she finishes high school. The two of them are taking advantage of a super sunny day to swim in the pool and sun a little to get a head start on their tans. They've emerged from the pool, wet and cool but warming in the sun, little goose pimples all over their arms and breasts and thighs amplified by the...
Dan insisted on practicing walking through the camp with June on a leash. They made a trial run going a short distance around the chalet. He struggled to find the right pace. Should he stride out, dragging his slave behind him or stroll at a leisurely pace, keeping her on a short leash like a dog being trained. Should he look at her — it was hard not to; but was that the way a master would behave?He was embarrassed to find his stride acquiring a bounce that had too much in common with an...
Love StoriesIt was my last day in Japan. I had fought the urge for so long, but today I would cut loose. I would be on my plane and out of here before they could track me down. I would do it just this once, and then savor the memory. I guess I should explain a bit. I’m American, born and raised. I’m the typical busty blonde that Japanese guys go completely mental over. Too bad for them, I’m not into guys. Yes, I’m a lesbian. I’ve known since I was small, and pride myself on never being anywhere near a...
Anyway, his little wifey is just sitting there and making eye contact with me via the mirror, running her tongue over her lips, every time I made eye contact with her. She is staring at me in the mirror and with her left hand, I see her reach over and unzip his pants. With all his story telling about past romantic liaisons and the hot women this guy had bed, I'm expecting a John Holmes size dick to come popping out of this guys pants. Imagine my surprise when out pops this little dick. Now...
I looked good as he came to open the door of the cab for me, I knew I did and I also knew that he thought so too."Hello, darling," I said as he smiled down at me and held out his hand."Hi, gorgeous" he said, and just the briefest of glances between my legs when I got out, betrayed the relationship between us."You look stunning.""Thank you, darling."I took his arm and together we walked into the interior of the hotel, where he'd booked a table in the restaurant as well as reserving a room for...
MILFAnna The Belvedere was busy, but I could see a few of our friends up on the second floor in one of the smaller banquet rooms. I took John's hand and started heading up the stairs. As we turned the corner into the room I couldn't believe what I saw. Everybody was there. All of our gang of friends, their spouses or partners, my sisters, even our freaking parents. Well, not my Dad, but if he'd shown up I'd have run. We haven't talked in nearly 15 years since he skipped out on my mom. But...