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Chapter 8 Kate and Catherine Girl on Girl My devious plan for Kate and Catherine was finally coming together ! The young black men had been well satisfied earlier at my wife Kate's expense, and I had made sure she was wearing only the charcoal panties as I had made her remove everything else and give the pink and gray outfit to these men as souvenirs before we left! I marched her out of the motel room down the stairs with several black men watching and into the parking lot...
Introduction: This is a continuing story about two older women one willing and submissive and the other who at first resists being used and abused by blacks and then lusts for them! Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 3 I have returned to the safety of the viewing room and clean up once again! My cock is still rock hard and I have trouble getting it back into my pants. I have pleasured or been pleasured four times in less that two hrs this is a record for me! Again I plop down into...
Chapter 3 I have returned to the safety of the viewing room and clean up once again! My cock is still rock hard and I have trouble getting it back into my pants. I have pleasured or been pleasured four times in less that two hrs this is a record for me! Again I plop down into one of the comfortable viewing chairs. It is hard to watch both women, even though the monitors are state of the art split screen, it is like a diehard sports enthusiasts that has two TVs on at the same...
Kate and I were friends for about 10 years before we got together, we like many couples had come from poor choice's in relationships. We had lived across the street from each other, she was single at the time and a big flirt! I told her once I used to jack off fantasizing about her, I made this comment on our first date and we have been together ever since!. She is 47,yrs old now 5' 7” tall, has shoulder length light brown hair with blond high lights and I would say she has an average...
Kennedy kept busy during the summer, trying not to think about the camp she couldn't attend or the friends she couldn't see. Twice she went to play poker in Manhattan with Pipes and the others, each time using a different route, a different way to get there. It was a little like being grounded, but this was by her own choice. Instead of doing what she truly wanted, she buried herself. She worked out, she studied, she read books for pleasure, and she watched TV more than she ever had...
Introduction: Add Black Mail to list these women and their lust for abusive sex with black men have gotten themselves into! Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 4 Add Black Mail to list these women and their lust for abusive sex with black men have gotten themselves into! Catherine after what had happened was having a hard time doing her job, her thoughts kept drifting back to a week ago. Her and her best friend Kate had been abused and raped by a group of black men all with...
Introduction: This is a continuing story as Kate gets her turn! Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 5 Kate now sure that her clit would be sadistically severed and with her mind and body conspiring in anticipation,..kinda like the horror of a train wreck, had blanked out her thoughts and were trying to erased this terrifying vision as she passed out into an almost comatose state, something the mind does to protect one from witnessing such a thematic brutal and sadistic event! The...
Add “Black Mail” to list these women and their lust for abusive sex with black men have gotten themselves into! Catherine after what had happened was having a hard time doing her job, her thoughts kept drifting back to a week ago. Her and her best friend Kate had been abused and raped by a group of black men all with incredibly large cocks!. Well at least she had been raped!. Kate on the other hand went there willingly with the intention of getting fucked by black men and for her,...
Kennedy tried not to let her chest stick out. It was, she thought, just a small embarrassment, but it was an embarrassment nonetheless. At barely thirteen she looked only slightly more like a woman than she had at ten or twelve. She'd grown a foot, true enough. Her breasts were now visible -- at least to her mother, who'd insisted on dragging Kennedy to Macy's to buy bras. Afterwards, Kennedy was struggling with the changes to her body and the only advice in her universe was coming from...
Kennedy trailed her oars in the water. Behind her Marian was still breathing hard after their latest run. "That was nice," Marian said, catching her breath. "It was," Kennedy agreed. They'd worked out signals so that Marian could be ready when Kennedy changed pace. The coaches were still having cat fits about Marian not matching Kennedy stroke for stroke, but the "slow it down" admonishment was never going to fly as good coaching advice. "Kennedy," Marian started to say. Kennedy...
Kennedy finally let go of Ruby's cold hand and stood up. Pipes was crouched next to his wife, doing what Kennedy had been doing -- crying and holding her hand. She looked around the room. Victoria was being sick in a corner, heaving over and over again, uncontrollably. Harriet was pale and trembling, sitting next to her mother, who must have fainted, as she was lying on the ground. Mr. Glastonbury was standing with a phone in his hand, talking into it. She curled her lip in distaste....
Mr. Giles had asked Kennedy if she would drive; what started out as a favor became the thing to do as they drove across the US. Day and night seemed meaningless. Mr. Giles wanted to stop for gas only; Kennedy was amused that he had no problem with her using her debit card to pay for it. If you needed something to eat or a comfort stop, you rushed inside and did whatever business it was that you had to do. The two other girls were English and half the time their conversation seemed...
Chapter 5 Kate now sure that her clit would be sadistically severed and with her mind and body conspiring in anticipation,..kinda like the horror of a train wreck, had blanked out her thoughts and were trying to erased this terrifying vision as she passed out into an almost comatose state, something the mind does to protect one from witnessing such a thematic brutal and sadistic event! The Brute had no intension of actually biting Kate's clit off, he had only done this to one...
Kennedy straightened out from the curve and set her car in line for the next corner. That another car, drifting along behind her, had to make the choice between hitting her or backing off made no mind to her. She set up easily for the corner, drifted around it, then accelerated away, now far ahead of the next nearest car. A few seconds later she took the checkered flag. Only two laps, but hey, a race is a race! Winning wasn't just anything, it was everything! She loved driving these...
The next morning Kennedy was waiting for Mr. Glastonbury when he came into the practice room. "Sir," Kennedy asked diffidently, "did a Slayer die last night?" He looked at her curiously. "Yes. The Watchers Council let me know early this morning. Why?" "I felt her die. It was like I was her. Then I was in this other place..." "They would have told me if you'd been Chosen," Mr. Glastonbury mused aloud. "I think I was only half-chosen, sir. Some black woman, I mean, she was...
The next morning seemed to dawn unusually early, and it was only because Kennedy hadn't done anything strenuous that she was awake when Amy knocked on the door to their room. The two of them joined a half dozen others, including Cindy. Kennedy laughed at Cindy's backpack. "Is it still full of rocks?" "Five more pounds than last year." Several of the girls hefted Cindy's pack and shook their heads in wonder. It was a good workout and Kennedy and Amy were back in the cabin before any...
Amy spoke to them before lights out. "A final word, ladies. One person to a bed. In a few minutes it will be eleven and the lights will go out. After lights out, the front porch stops being part of the cabin; you will have to be inside. You may sit at the tables and read, talk or whatever, so long as it's quiet. "Remember the three monkeys' motto: you see nothing, you hear nothing and you say nothing. Who is with who, doing what is none of your business. Don't make a fuss. If you have a...
Kennedy got another hour of sleep before it was time to get up, but she was awake when Amy came to wake her. They showered again, both holding each other's eyes. "I was scared the other night," Amy told Kennedy. "Scared for you. I saw you stagger. I thought you were shot." "It was a dart from a tranquilizer gun. It didn't work." "I don't pretend to understand what went on, after that. I saw you standing there, so brave... but so alone. I wanted to run out and grab you and drag...
Kennedy stood in line for the busses once again. Deja vu, right? She smiled to herself. Last year she had tried to show herself as brimming over with self-confidence, while in reality she was terribly shy and nervous. Well, summer camp had fixed all of that. To make her day perfect, she saw Ferinc with a girl in tow. The girl was supposed to be twelve now, but she looked more like eight or nine. Ferinc didn't hesitate about cutting in the line. He went right up to Kennedy and presented the...
Kennedy bounced out of bed the day after she got back from camp and all but ran downstairs, then threw herself into her exercises. Mr. Glastonbury arrived a few moments later, a tray with a coffee cup and some toast in hand. He watched her for a few moments, then picked up the paper and started reading it. Kennedy finished her usual set, feeling not the least tired. Yes! There is magic and there is magic! Ferinc and those others had theirs and she had hers! She plunked herself down...
Kennedy celebrated her tenth birthday in style with Mr. Glastonbury at a small, hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant in China Town in New York City. It was not a particular surprise to Kennedy to learn that Mr. Glastonbury spoke Chinese; it was only a surprise when she found something he didn't know. He was unusually quiet at dinner, while Kennedy was unusually unrestrained. She didn't care, she was now ten, a double-digit age. She didn't care what other people thought, but in her mind she...
A few days later Kennedy stood with Mr. Glastonbury at Faire, this time well before the official opening. "It seems so long ago since the first time I came to Faire," Kennedy said sadly. "I know. You were cute in your Robin Hood costume." "I'm tempted to visit Harriet's mother and buy one of her dresses," Kennedy told him. "I don't think she'd sell you one. I think ... well, it was touch and go before the party." "I know. I can hope, though." "Kennedy, your father says,...
Steffie turned to Kennedy after the others were gone. "I know you're Kennedy." "It's not like it's a secret," Kennedy told her. "No, it's not. It was odd how fast people forget who was the target of the stalker." "The others are getting ahead." "And have as much chance of beating the two of us to camp as they have of flying to the moon this week. Please, walk with me." Kennedy followed the other, who was keeping the pace deliberately slow. "You did wrong just now." "How...
Kennedy walked the mile or so to the house, arriving a little before six. Mr. Glastonbury wanted a blow-by-blow account of the battle with the bats, then a summary of the poker game. "So, did you win a great deal?" "No, as near as I can tell, I lost fifteen cents. A couple of the others at the table did well. Pipes and that Carlos fellow. Dennis and Don Valentine did the worst." "And some of them have heard of Slayers?" "Yes, sir. The older ones for sure. Dennis didn't know. I...
A while later they trooped down to the dining hall. Kennedy was prepared for some pretty mediocre food after what Mr. Glastonbury had said, but evidently Lauren was spending more these days than she had at first. It wasn't up to the standards Kennedy was used to, but it was okay. Several of the other Fox cabin girls said it was a lot better than what their cafeterias at school served. At the end of dinner, Lauren once again stood up. She went through a list of the various activities that...
Two days later Kennedy stood next to Harriet, looking up at the granite facing of the high school. "This is weird," Kennedy whispered to Harriet. Harriet laughed. "You have no idea. Fortunately, you aren't likely to be intimidated by anyone who makes fun of the fact that you haven't been in school before." Kennedy slapped one fist into her other palm. "Modest displays of certitude!" Harriet nearly convulsed with laughter. "Kennedy, approach this like you did the first day of camp....
Kennedy's first clue that something was wrong was when she pressed down to lift up from the boat. Her shoulders and arms hurt. When she lifted the boat, beads of sweat popped out on her forehead and she fought not to drop the boat. Her back screamed in pain, her arms, shoulders... even her legs were in agony. She gritted her teeth and straightened up, the boat on her shoulder. Mr. Waterman's scull was floating loose a few feet away; he was nowhere to be seen. Kennedy's eyes came to light...
Kennedy snapped her locker shut and turned to head off to American Lit and the start of a new school day. Juan Baptiste was leaning against the corridor wall, behind her locker door. "Chica, you have a second?" She inclined her head and walked over to him, ignoring the others in the bustling hallway. "That cop, Harrison, came to me a coupla days ago, tol' me about what you did. That it was you that got Dwight sent away, that I should thank my lucky stars because if I kept on, Dwight...
Kennedy walked from the jet to where Mr. Glastonbury patiently waited for her. Annie was standing by the car, her attention in every direction but hers. "Welcome home, Miss Kennedy," her tutor said politely. "Am I welcome?" "Of course. I admit to being disappointed, Miss Kennedy. And if I were to characterize the extent of the disappointment, I would have to say I'm 'gravely disappointed.' You made a mistake, right?" "Yes, sir. I nearly got four of my friends killed." "Not...
Tuesday, a week after the catastrophe, Kennedy appeared at the Athletic Club. There were only one coach and three rowers practicing; the traffic was still light on the freeways and roads. Kennedy warmed up, then rowed out two thousand meters, then came back flying down the lane, letting all of her rage from the last week drive her. The coach who was there laughed. "Wanna trade jobs? You could give me tips, not the other way around!" He was a tall, lanky fellow with bad skin and his hair...
Kennedy sat musing for a few minutes. Pipes had made a deliberate mention of the house being swept for bugs. She was pretty sure he was concerned about listening devices, here. Well, odds were he had something to be worried about. She'd never found one, but she was sure her father was a thorough man. Mr. Glastonbury was, too. She shook her head. She'd been stupid, yes indeed. Yes, she'd risked her life and those of a bunch of others. The fact was the only thing she could have changed was...
Kennedy and Mr. Glastonbury walked to his car, parked in the school pickup area. There was a traffic ticket on the windshield. One of the patrolmen who'd been on duty inside the school saw them and noticed the ticket. He walked quickly over and picked it up. "I'll take care of this," he told Mr. Glastonbury. "I'm sorry, Miss. I really screwed up." "Yep!" Kennedy agreed. "I've screwed up, Mr. Glastonbury has screwed up; God knows, Larkin is a total screw up. It's not that you make...
I've been trying to kill her for a while now, the big problem is Kennedy doesn't really exist. Kennedy is me, or at least one part of my personality. It's that part which Matt met first. It was that part that which he fell in love with, but never told me. She's a bitch, and Matt likes that about her. I want to be me, I want to be Kiki, I'm a much nicer person, and Matt likes that about me. Matt can get confused (and confusing) like that. I thought I'd finally killed her when we had a...
Her name was Kennedy, just that and nothing more. At eight she was relatively tall, but that still meant she was just a little kid to any adult in the vicinity. Her biological father had gone away; her mother hadn't supplied the reason and he wasn't around to explain for himself. Her mother was, though, a cynical woman who was tall, elegant, dark and pretty, and she had definitely set out to marry upscale the second time. Kennedy had kept her father's last name and tossed out the one her...
For a week Kennedy waited for Ruby to call, then finally realized it was pointless. At that point neither of them was going to give an inch. She had a better day than most for a change, and when she was catching her breath after a very long exercise set, she turned to Mr. Glastonbury. "Should I call Ruby?" He shook his head. "What should I have done different? She kept wanting me to tell the truth. What's wrong with that? She knew perfectly well I was telling the truth about little...
Like I said before my lust for this woman is almost as intense as it is for my wife Kate , and this perverse display of Catherine naked and helpless with black hands all over her has easily taken over my senses. I am riveted, as I watch this unexpected turn of events in Awe! My wildest fucking dreams about Catherine are about to come true!... This torture device is one that has been used in this and other dungeons numerous occasions and consists of four chains that are hanging from the...
When they got to Scarsdale, Kennedy simply walked towards the taxi stand, Ferinc in tow. She waved him to get in the next available cab. "I'll be a second," she told him. "Sure, Kennedy." Kennedy took eight quick steps, grabbed the man who'd been following them and smiled. "Walk with me." He shook his head, but didn't say anything. She pulled a ballpoint from her purse's outside pocket and pressed it against his skin. "This contains a quick nerve-toxin. If I inject you with it,...
Kennedy walked back into the office after talking to Mr. Glastonbury. "Now, off with you three," Lauren told Charlotte. "Get settled in your cabin, and get ready to have an enjoyable two weeks." Charlotte walked with them a few feet, and then waved at their suitcases, sitting lonely now, in the road. "You two get your things. I'm past due at the cabin." She pointed it out to them and hurried off. Kennedy got hers and joined Harriet and they too started up the hill. But Harriet was...
The injured girl reached out her hand, seeking Kennedy's. Kennedy wrapped hers around the proffered hand. "You came back for me. You saved my life," Amanda whispered. "You're my sister and friend. I'd have done it for any of you." "This itches something terrible." "Don't scratch," Kennedy told her. She managed to lift her head. "The Marching Band didn't make it, right?" "No, I don't think any of them survived. Not if they stayed." The wounded Slayer looked around....
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Introduction: Catherines Excellent Adventure Kate, Catherine and Big Black Cocks! Chapter 6 Catherines excellent adventure Catherine wanted to leave the parking lot right now, worried that her boss might see her with these two black men!. Her boss was an older successful business man of some sort of mixed ethnic South African race. But to look at him you would never know it. He was rumored to have made a small fortune and had been involved in the illicit diamond an ivory trade of the black...
Consumation With KateKate bit her lip and nodded profusely. I took her by both hands and helped her up off the bathroom floor. I kissed her again and we both began looking around the bathroom trying to figure out how where to land. ”How should we do this?” Kate said, in her cute funny voice. ”Why don’t I sit down and you can ride me.” ”On the toilet?” We both laughed nervously and I gestured “We don’t have much choice.” I went over to the toilet and sat down atop the closed seat. It was...
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Let there be lightShe went in to the bathroom first, with her back to me, and let go of my hand. I stood directly behind her — softly closing the door behind us both. For a few seconds, we stood together like that in the pitch blackness. I could hear Kate breathing in short, quick breaths, and I could see her white nightshirt. It seemed to glow before me, making Kate into a spirit, a sexual ghost hovering over the bathroom tile daring me to reach out and try to possess her. I could’ve done...
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FetishKate was a little early. I opened the door, but could not hug her because of all the shopping bags. Since I had gotten the club membership, she had gotten our outfits for tonight. She had my size, and knew my motto: "When in doubt, go smaller." I love pouring myself into tight clothing. I let her in wearing nothing but tiny white boyshorts and a black bra. Kate was wearing slightly more - an 8" micro-mini that barely covered her pussy, plus a thin T-shirt under which her braless boobs jiggled...
Group SexWell, Janice didn't come back three days later from the bingo marathon as she said she would. Not that I expected her to. With her attitude towards me, she only pushed me closer to her mother. I loved what Kate did that night but the next time there would be no heel in the way.Kate dropped in a week later to say hi and visit for a while. Janice was off somewhere and I didn't care as she was no company for me anyway."So how are things with Janice?" asked Kate."Same lousy attitude, Kate. ...
MatureSexy new neighbor Kate – Chapter IIIn the months since I joined Kate in the pool and then in the shower, our visits have become more frequent and more erotic. I have to admit that though she and I are both married and neither of us have any desire to exit our marriages, we are both hungry for each others physical attention. I obsess about her constantly! I daydream about her, I fantasize about her and I can't seem to get her out of my mind. I can't get enough of her! On those rare occasions...
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