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"You doing okay?" Kath asked."Just fine, thanks," he said, as he drove their black sedan into the driveway of Kath's mom's house. In truth, he was in a pretty terrible mood. It was nearly midnight, the drive had taken about an hour longer than the usual six because of construction on the highway, and he had been forced to leave work later than planned even though he had told his boss about the out of town trip at least two weeks in advance. To make things even worse he was about to spend his...
Straight SexIt was no secret at UCLA that Cher Horowitz and Elle Woods disliked each other. And Andie Anderson hoped to catch the two of them together sometime. Cher and Elle seemingly had been rivals from the moment they entered UCLA as juniors, immediately taking to competing with each other for the unofficial title of campus queen. Both L.A. residents, one from Beverly Hills, the other from Bel Air; they had never become acquainted until their debut here. Their backgrounds were equally well-to-do and...
Elle soon had reason to regret having made the requested to be properly wooed. Flowers were arriving at work by courier each day and the women at reception were generating the rumor that Elle must be spreading it around as no one male would be that devoted, even to someone as glamorous as Elle. Hannah had been over the moon when arrived home that evening of Elle’s return to see her again. Donovan had dropped Elle off at the apartment to have a long sleep to reduce jet lag. The hugs and...
Every day Donovan became more aware of the impact of Elle, which was the very reason he hired her, an action that had surprised even him for its high-risk and probably by some people its apparent absurdity. She’d not been engaged as a forward planner, just as a sheer visionary with no responsibilities other than to transcribe her thoughts into electronic reports. What had amazed him was his mother taking to Elle so instantly. His mother was conservative and tentative about making new...
In the earlier story, eighteen-year-old Elle McBain, a top teen fashion model, was accosted by thugs working for Manny Francisco, King of Porn in Manhattan.Elle was literally fucked into signing an exclusive contract with Manny and Black Onyx Productions. One of Manny’s leading men fucked Elle as Manny fed Elle his monster cock, thereby spit roasting her. The session was topped off by Manny’s assistant Gayle lapping the cum from Elle’s well fucked pussy.The top teen fashion model eagerly signed...
HardcoreOn the afternoon Donovan had his near collision with that huge man carrying the water jars as if they were pint bottles, Elle had been checking on Hannah about progress on ditching her married lover. ‘It’s done, within an hour after you left the apartment. I met him in a nearby park – I had to do it face to face. ‘I lied about us starting up a lesbian relationship, and found how easily it was to tell him that, I guess because I accepted it was an easy way of affecting a clean break,’ Hannah...
Hannah’s wait for Elle to arrive home ended with a sigh, easing great state of excitement that threatened to boil over. ‘Your mail,’ Hannah said, hands shaking. Looking down at the envelop she’d torn open without paying much attention, Elle found she was holding her ‘Green Card’ — only it wasn’t green. The document confirmed she was entitled to live and work in the United States lawfully as an immigrant. Elle dropped her precious card in shock as the moment had been so unexpected for her....
Jealousy ripped through Elle’s breast as she glimpsed the man she admired but until now had not attempted to claim. Donovan Seymour, sprawled in his office chair, widened a crooked smile at the woman who was unzipping the back of her dress as she fell on to her prey and kicked the door shut with her trailing foot. It was a display of remarkable dexterity. That woman ought to be in a circus with those skills, fumed Elle Jamieson, nails bending into her palms unfeelingly, masked by adrenalin...
As the aircraft’s descent into LA began, Elle started to fidget. She was so revved up and agreed with Donovan when he said he’s never seen her so agitated over nothing. Then she disagreed. ‘But it is something, it’s something of immense interest to me – I want to see Hannah’s face when she catches sight of the ring and it dawns on her that I’m to be her daughter-in-law.’ ‘What about me?’ he protested. ‘Am I relegated to second-base after serving as the means for you achieving that end?’ ‘No...
Willow, Autumn, Dakota & Elle In on an airport’s pick-up area Willow and Autumn stand with their luggage, as a car pulls up, and Dakota sticks her head out. “Oh, my God!” she squeals, “You’re so grown up!”Behind her, Elle gets out.“Not as much as her!” Willow jokes.“Oh, I know, my baby sister just shot up overnight. She could carry me now!”Elle goes around back, and opens the trunk, and her and Autumn load the luggage in. “Did you just get that cut?” Elle says, referring to Autumn’s short...
Elle McBain was a teenage model much in demand in the fashion world of New York City. She was first discovered at the age of sixteen and soon caught the eye of Manny Francisco King of the porn world in Manhattan.Elle began posing for clothing ads in the New York Times. But, was soon high on the list for the better Fashion Houses. Her work kept her so busy, she dropped out of high school. She promised herself and her mom she would make sure to obtain her GED.As she was leaving a photoshoot, she...
HardcoreLisa told me the rest one night, she knew I really wouldn't feel that jealous about her relationship with Elle as long as she kept me in her life, and we were already involved in a partnership with the voyeur video project, we had 12 hours of tape already! A few days later, Elle phoned Lisa. "Oh, yes, Stacy mentioned your might call me, when do you want to come over to model?" "You, you mean you don't want to meet me first, to see what I look like?" "I trust Stacy. And, I can only...
Elle sat as if paralyzed for a moment as the shock of the moment seeped into her. She could see it clearly. The emotional upsets between Donovan and her revolved around reality, misunderstanding and faulty assumptions and basically that amounted to failure to seek clarity on matters relating to their personal relationship. They were both responsible for their lapses in interpersonal communication and were stubborn about being quick to seek realignment. She was fully aware of what he was on...
Robin Four By Robin Y. My name is Robin and I am a male (at least I was born that way) who lives as a woman. In my business I meet a lot of people, most of whom are quite wealthy. Most of the people I come into contact with through my business are women and I would like to tell you of a recent conversation I had with one of these women. I will call her Martha, (although I am changing the names of all the people in the story to protect their privacy)....Well, Martha comes to me one day...
Elle ran away from home when she was fourteen. Tired of the way her mom and dad always yelled about the way she dressed, she decided she move to Hollywood and become a star. That would show them. Blonde and petite, hourglass figure and pert breasts, Elle was an expert cock-tease in school even though she had yet to actually see a dick. She just knew that when she flashed her big blues or twirled her locks, the boys in school and the male teachers tended to do what she wanted. Elle was bored at...
He opened the washing machine and rummaged around inside for a moment before pulling out a pair of unwashed, black women's underwear. They were full coverage granny panty style, which made sense because they belonged to his fifty-seven-year-old mother in law.Elle was a tall brunette who had been as slender and attractive as his wife when she was twenty years younger, but who had since let herself grow a little heavier, due in no small part to the breakup of her marriage.He turned the panties...
MasturbationJess turned and walked away, leaving me to collapse against a nearby locker and get my bearings. How much time had passed? What had my body been up to? Okay, first thing first. Where am I? I was in the hallway at school, outside Mr Malbridge's chemistry classroom. There were a bunch of other year 12s banging around and getting their books, so it must be between lessons. Next. How long was I out for? That was an easy one, I looked down at my watch- and found my wrist bare. Ben...
He awoke close to 7 a.m. that morning. Daylight was beginning to stream into the room through the half-closed window blinds. He reached down and adjusted his dick through his boxer briefs. He had a raging case of morning wood, and he casually gripped his shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze. Kath was till fast asleep beside him.After spending a few moments remembering fondly last night's love-making with his wife, he grew restless, and his bladder felt uncomfortably full, so he decided to get up....
ExhibitionismI woke late up the next morning. It was about 10am, the sun was shining brightly, and I could faintly hear the sounds of somebody fiddling around in another room, probably my brother. I felt fresh and well rested, which was a welcome change after yesterday's adventures. After Sarah had left, I'd forced my aching body through the motions of getting dressed and cleaning up. I had tried to remove the small receiver from the back of my neck, but I couldn't figure out how to get it off --...
"I'm not sure Sarah, I'm not that desperate," I said. "Come on Elle! Aren't you at least a bit curious?" Sarah whined. Body Rentals had been around for a few years now, but only recently had the price and portability of their control unit's dropped low enough for regular people to afford them. Regular people like Sarah, who was now sitting on the floor of my room desperately trying to get me to let her try it on me. "Curious, yes," I said. "Keen for you to take control of my body?...
“I’m not sure Sarah, I’m not that desperate," I said.“Come on Elle! Aren’t you at least a bit curious?” Sarah whined.Body Rentals had been around for a few years now, but only recently had the price and portability of their control unit’s dropped low enough for regular people to afford them. Regular people like Sarah, who was now sitting on the floor of my room desperately trying to get me to let her try it on me.“Curious, yes, ” I said, “Keen for you to take control of my body? No.”“Why not?...
Fantasy & Sci-FiA Perfect Fit "Elle a chaud cul!" By Juliette Lima Theosophists put faith in a mystic mediumistic seer Animist worship fauna, pray to lions, wolves and deer In face of all that happens whether normal, staid, or queer We all believe in something, I believe I'll have a beer. Part 4 Wednesday ? Murphy's Law was written by an optimist. The shrill tone of the phone jarred both Lanfords from the erotic reverie the morning's encounter had left. Jerry rolled on her side and answered...
We open this week’s show with an establishing shot of the medieval stone structures that form the gates of the old city walls in the center of Carlisle. Two stories tall, rounded buildings with battlements, between them a wall, and in the wall an arch big enough for two lanes of traffic to pass through. We move through the gates, seeing newer buildings inside on either side of the road. Still over a century old, the lower level of these buildings has been converted into large-windowed...
--- "Fuck me!" Nicole couldn't believe it; she had slipped on the icy path leading up to her house, her ankle had twisted painfully, and then she had heard (and felt!) the crack of her wrist as it hit the pavement. She was overwhelmed by dueling pain sources. "Mom! MOM!" she cried out desperately. Finally her stepmother and stepbrother Cam came out and helped her inside. --- 4 to 6 weeks, the doctor said; that was how long she'd have to remain bedridden unless her family practically...
It was a lovely sight. Two attractive recent high school grads getting an all-over tan in Elle’s back yard. She had been named for a grandmother. It was old fashioned but unique enough nowadays to be cool. It was also a palindrome. She liked playing with words almost as much as with cocks. I’m Elle, a tall brunette with short light brown hair, a slim body, and nice b-cup tits and was sipping some of dad’s beer with my best friend Maira. Quite a contrast, the short, slightly pudgy Hispanic girl...
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“Fuck me!” Nicole couldn’t believe it; she had slipped on the icy path leading up to her house, her ankle had twisted painfully, and then she had heard (and felt!) the crack of her wrist as it hit the pavement. She was overwhelmed by dueling pain sources. “Mom! MOM!” she cried out desperately. Finally her stepmother and stepbrother Cam came out and helped her inside. 4 to 6 weeks, the doctor said; that was how long she’d have to remain bedridden unless her family practically carried her...
The woods held a special place in her heart. Since she was little, she could feel it calling out to her. Like someone constantly calling her name. There was a siren song to it that drew her thoughts back to the woods all the time. These tall, majestic oaks surrounded their little village, like stalwart protectors that held the wilderness at bay. An unmoving wall of trees that would stumble even the strongest army. Unfortunately, not many in her village shared her outlook. To them the woods...
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MILF"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy The parade had begun. "Stay in your rows, ladies!" I heard Gretchen calling from somewhere. As I stepped up across the slight grade of the parking lot, I lifted the front of my dress to avoid tripping on it, before turning left onto Main Street with the rest of the belles in my row. Then I smiled, raising one gloved arm and revealing the lovely little lavender buttons at my wrist, and...
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Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
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Fuck me. People say that when life is getting them down. Something bad happens: "Fuck ... me!" If you think about it, why are you saying that you want someone to have sex with you when things turn to shit? I'm thinking about this because that's what happened. Life took a turn for the worse, and then... Months ago... At 18 years old you think you can take on the world; that you're immortal. Usually something happens that, in no uncertain terms, tells you that you're wrong. A broken...
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Heather wanted to cheer up her friend Danielle. What better way than have some glamor photographs taken. What woman does not want to be told she is pretty and desirable. She knew just the photographer who could do the job and maybe have some fun doing it. I was that photographer. I had been doing photography for over 10 years and was good at my craft. People were not my specialty, but I had done my share of weddings and model shoots. So there was no reason not to do as Heather requested. She...
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"March of the Southern Belles--Chapter Three" by Heidi-Jo McGillicuddy Marching over twenty blocks in full Southern Belle regalia was a dream come true--and I would gladly have marched another forty blocks, if necessary. Still, it did feel good to get off my feet after my stint in the Heritage Day Parade, even if that meant squeezing my hoopskirts onto a bus bound (I thought) for the community center where I had left all my male belongings behind that...
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It was in the weeks before Christmas, on a fairly cold evening, when I realized that Nelle and I might have a future. We were driving back to the city for some holiday shopping after work, and as we drove over the bridge, with the city lights gleaming in the background, I reached across the seat and slipped my hand into her lap between the folds of her coat. Her thighs were warm and soft, below the swishy fabric of her dress, and familiar too, since we had taken the train out...
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A day after his return from Birkenhain, Pelle uncovered the kiln. He found the coal of the usual good quality but he felt no satisfaction, only apprehension. Secretly he dreaded his next trip to Birkenhain. What if Ingeburg would take a liking to her new life? What if she, living with the Baron's family, felt shame at being married to him? If he stayed in the forest he could hope and dream of her at least. If he went to Birkenhain a cruel reality might just crush those dreams. Nevertheless,...
Leaving the castle after visiting with Ingeburg, Pelle strode for Tilke's forge. He found his friend and the mason Wenzel waiting for him. For the next two hours, Pelle tried to explain to the mason what he wanted and how he wanted it to be built. It turned out that the master mason had seen permanent kilns in his young years when he had been a journeyman mason in southern lands. They compared what they knew, and agreed on a construction similar to an oversized beehive. Pelle wanted to have...
Once they were on the high road, Pelle related Ingeburg's greetings and suggested he take Tjark to Birkenhain more often for him to have some fun in his life. That was when Tjark cleared his throat. "Pelle, I have question. Do you think I may help you more often with your charring?" "Why?" "I've been thinking lately. You seem to lead a good life in the forest. You have the right to hunt, you have clean spring water to drink, a sturdy cabin, and now even a wife. They pay you good...
"Come in, friend Collier," the baron invited Pelle. It was six weeks after Pelle's weeklong stay in Birkenhain. He had just delivered coal when the chamberlain found him and ushered him into the castle and into the baron's study. Pelle could not quite shake the apprehensions when around the baron. After the weeklong stay and the baron's return Pelle had to stand in another time with a drunken Lieselotte kneeling on the bed. It had been awkward too, but this time Lieselotte was warned....
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
As Pelle had promised, the Saturday was spent doing work around the cabin. He helped Ingeburg fire the baking oven and the young woman spent time kneading some dough of wheat flour, sweetened with dried berries and honey, to bake biscuits. This was something she knew well and she worked hard at it. The dough had to rest for some time before she could form biscuits, and she used that to clean the cooking area and the copper pots and pans. Pelle was busy splitting firewood for their use, and...