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‘Scotty, I don’t feel well,’ Desiree whined into her phone from the comfort of under her blanket. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked not sounding all that concerned. Desiree’s brother Scott had called to find out the status of the girls on campus and instead was instead being given the run down of his sister’s health. ‘I think I’m coming down with something.’ ‘No shit, what’s wrong?’ he asked again. ‘I’m cold, I cant breathe, and my head hurts.’ ‘Sounds like a bad hangover.’ ‘Bring me soup.’ ‘No...
Desiree woke the next morning to the sound of pots banging and the smell of bacon frying. She stretched in the bed and stumbled to the bathroom before going into the kitchen. She refused to look at her cell phone. When she was finished in the bathroom, she shuffled into the kitchen where she watched her brother cook. She sat down at the table and thought how amazing Scott was. Candy, his ex, was missing out on a lot. The woman her brother decided to marry would be the happiest woman on the...
I finally decided how I wanted to finish this story, and there are still a few chapters to come. I hope you enjoy them. ~Hotsprings ~*~ Chapter 8 Desiree’s eyes snapped open as she bolted upright. She tired to see through the night but her eyes were met by nothing but blackness. Her heart hammered in her chest as she desperately felt under her pillow for Gabriel’s note. A bead of sweat made its way down the small of her back as she could feel herself starting to hyperventilate. She tried to...
Thanks for all the feedback! * Desiree had been keeping busy. Gabriel called four or five times, but she never answered. She deleted his messages before hearing them, and considered this a step in the right direction. She’d even started talking to Jessica again although neither mentioned the night in Desiree’s room. The end of the month had snuck up on Desiree but she was happy to finally have something to do. The company her brother worked for was hosting an AIDS awareness charity dinner...
Thanks for the comments and feedback, it definitely keeps me motivated to write. Keep it up ???? ~Hotsprings * ‘Take me home,’ Desiree said before Gabriel’s massive frame reached her. She was amazed at how much he grew when he was angry with her. ‘I paid for this movie and we are going to watch it.’ Gabriel was fuming now. He had spent the better part of 25 minutes worrying where Desiree had disappeared to. He could think of a million places she could be and things she could be doing, or...
Desiree smiled to herself as she felt Gabriel slowly remove the sheet that was covering her naked body. She opened her eyes and moaned as he slowly kissed his way down her stomach, and stopped to dip his tongue into her sweet belly button. Her eyes were met with the total darkness of her room, and she smiled to herself knowing that Gabriel just couldn’t wait to get his hands on her one more time. She felt his rough and calloused hands trail their way down her stomach and spread her thighs. The...
The Dawn Boulevard bridge was now in sight. A major thoroughfare of Heritage's northwest suburbs, it crossed the Heritage River and connected the community of Whispering Oaks with Rancho Garcia on the south side of the river. Six lanes of traffic crossed back and forth endlessly, instilling the faint odor of burned hydrocarbons with the fresh forest scent of the rest of the parkway. A large park and one of the most popular bike trail access points was here. The forest thinned away and made...
Thanks for all the comments I really appreciate it. ~Hotsprings * Desiree woke slowly, happy to feel her soft pillows cradling her head and her warm sheets wrapped securely around her body. As she began to blink sleep away she could feel a small pressure building in her head. Trying to put the growing headache out of her mind she rolled herself off the bed and stood taking time to stretch before setting off to the bathroom to pee. With her eyes still half closed, she shuffled her feet...
Desiree only cried harder when she heard a car in the driveway start, thinking that Gabriel was driving Jessica home. In her mind she could picture them fucking everywhere, in the car, at every stoplight, in Jessica’s room. She had totally forgotten that Jessica had driven her own car back to Desiree’s house. She sat on the floor with her head in her hands trying to figure out what the hell was happening to her. Things between her and Gabriel were going from bad to worse, and now they just...
Starbucks "The date, baby girl, tell me about the damn date. What did you wear? Where did he take you? Did you make acquaintance with that third leg? Serve the tea!" That morning, Keisha draped her body in a black and white plaid coat that hugged her breast-mounds and booty-bumps at just the right places of hallelujah and good god. The curve of her cocoa calves peaked underneath the hem of the coat and ended with the most spectacular pair of midnight black suede booties. "Patience." Desiree's...
Love StoriesDeshawn – The Case Meeting All the attorneys filed into the conference room on this frigid Tuesday morning for our regular meeting to run down our current cases and to distribute any new ones. I really didn't need the get-together since my assignment was a murder case. It wasn’t a high profile case like OJ, but it was a murder case nonetheless. I sat in the back, in the cut, watching everyone converse, but half my attention was on some poetry I was writing. We were all waiting on the boss-lady...
Love StoriesDesiree Baxter walked out of her fourth relationship in eight years on the eve of her 28th birthday fed up, determined to enter a convent although she wasn’t sure they accepted agnostics. The problem was men only wanted to fuck her, she wanted them to also love her. Was that too much to ask? Apparently. Oh, each one of those four men – and some others in between the gaps – had been great a fucking but they tended to only love their moms, their cars and themselves. Desiree loved to fuck...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Edited by Master Ken Friday, July 12th, 2013 – Alison Hertz – The Wedding The day of my wedding to my Latin beauty, Desiree, had finally arrived. After today, I would be Alison de la Fuente. After getting her marriage to Brandon annulled, Desiree went back to her maiden name. It was a far prettier name then Fitzsimmons. Desiree and I spent several nights talking in bed about our new last name. Should one of us take the other's last name, like a heterosexual couple? Or would we hyphenate....
This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to real life people is strictly coincidental as all characters in this story are of my imagination. Enjoy reading and please, don't try this at home. "Desiree, please hurry up. We don't have all day. Your hair should have been done at least an hour ago. C'mon now, you're going to make us late," Adam yelled up the stairs to his daughter. Desiree, just about to turn 18, was exercising her usual tardiness. "Just one more minute, dad!" She snapped...
IncestShe sashayed in the room with intent. The young woman named Desiree felt eyes when she walked in. The boys said, “Daaaaamn!"As she walked into science class. Let’s not pretend. She knew what she had. She knew her butt was big. She knew she had curves. However, what she didn’t know as class went on was a young man noticing her for more than her curves. Honestly, it turned him on. But while others look at her like animals, after all, we were all mammals. Desiree knew something was different about...
Oral SexShe sashayed in the room with intent. The young woman named Desiree felt eyes when she walked in. The boys said, “Daaaaamn!"As she walked into science class. Let’s not pretend. She knew what she had. She knew her butt was big. She knew she had curves. However, what she didn’t know as class went on was a young man noticing her for more than her curves. Honestly, it turned him on. But while others look at her like animals, after all, we were all mammals. Desiree knew something was different about...
Oral SexAt the time of this story Desiree’s husband was in the middle of a two week training course 1,000 miles away. I along with my wife and a few friends were helping Desiree move the last few loads into their new house. They had bought a nice house in suburbia with a half acre of ground and a nice in-ground pool surrounded by a privacy fence. John’s mother had the kids for the weekend so that Desiree could finish moving in. We were packing their shoes into boxes when I notice that they...
Lady Desiree Amrien had been surprised to hear that his highness, King Roland, had come to her husband’s manor, especially at so late an hour. As she knew it, the freshly minted king rarely visited his subject lords at home, instead preferring that they meet with him inside the castle’s walls. Her lord husband had often ranted about how this was a sign of the king’s weakness, that he doesn’t dare leave behind the safety of his palace to visit others, and that his true influence does not...
Think of all the ways it might be possible to be incompatible with someone, and my wife and I are the poster children of such a list. Harken! I'm five-six, and she's five-ten—and by the way she loves to wear high heels. Of late she's become a party animal, and I remain the prototypical bookworm. She, also of late, has become a dance aficionado while I'm more the organ-grinder's monkey. She likes TV and I hate the box. She's a beautiful woman, and I'm an average Joe in grave danger of...
This is my first shot at writing, so please feel free to leave comments and let me know what you think. Thanks. ~*~ Chapter 1 ‘Ma, I’ll be right back!’ Desiree yelled into the kitchen as she grabbed her keys off the hallway table. ‘Where are you going?’ Her mother emerged from the kitchen wiping her hands on the dishtowel. ‘You’re not leaving like that are you?’ her mother said with a sigh. Desiree glared at her mother. ‘There is nothing wrong with sweatpants and a t-shirt.’ ‘You look...
CHAPTER 1 Two unhappy years post-graduation spent working for his father in a small-town store dealing in rent-to-own furniture, appliances and electronics had convinced McLeod Jones he was becoming brain dead. His father refused to introduce innovations or allow McLeod to modernize the premises and at least half the customers resented dealing with Jones junior because of his young age, thinking he knew nothing. McLeod quit. His father shut himself in his office with a loaded shotgun,...
I had the day off, it was a very warm Summer day, so I decided to head tothe mall, where it was at least air conditioned and perhaps purchase somenew lingerie.Upon entering the large department store, I quickly located the lingeriedepartment. Being it was the middle of the afternoon, there weren't manyshoppers in the store. After sorting through various night gowns, robes,panties, I selected a few to try on. While heading to the dressing room,I noticed a woman who appeared to be in her late...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
I was walking around the local mall just doing some casual wandering shopping, not really looking for anything including what I found. I rounded the corner and there stood this amazing creature with long brown hair, deep blue eyes and the fullest lips I have seen in some time.She was a fuller figured beauty and I was very intrigued with what I saw since she was very sultry and definitely sexy. I followed her into a couple of normal stores when she led me into a store I was apparently not paying...
After Greg,my first black lover,moved away,I THOUGHT that my "experiment" was a passing one. Was I ever wrong. I'd be in bed holding the recent centerfold up with one hand and my other stroking away,yet,when orgasm neared,my thoughts invariably turned to Greg and specifically,his big black cock in my mouth.When I came,I urgently gobbled down my own issue,imagining,of course,it was Greg's.That's when I finally figured out that whatever had been awoken in me was more than a passing fancy. This...
Desiree told Richard about her new friend that night as they ate dinner. She told him everything about how they'd met, why they'd kept in communication with each other after that first meeting, how they'd come to meet at Sundollars that morning, and her wishes for him to get her bike into operational status so she could join Peggy for a ride on the bike trail. The only thing she left out was the fact that her new friend was a lesbian and had assumed that she, Desiree, was one as well. She...
Desire, Fictionmania Contest Entry By Angela J. These are my final thoughts. I've downloaded this to a disk so that you will know that I was more than what you thought. In realizing that you have murdered me, I hope that you will find some remorse for your actions. It was really by accident that I discovered my ability to read and write thoughts. I suppose it started with desire. How fascinating? I knew that there were others before me. They, the creators, did not keep...
Don’t speak to me about desire. I know more of that word than most know about their own heartbeats. I have desired many things, some of which I have actually managed to grasp. I know desire. I know it well. I desire her with a part of me so ancient that it is nothing more than the spawn of patience. I look at her and wonder what it would be like to know her touch on my skin. Soft? Harsh? Dominating? Submissive? This part of me, an elder of mankind be eons, does not wonder… it waits. It waits...
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FantasyI was right ! Kevin came and joined us. "Well isn't this cosy" said Hazel. "Just Go Kev" I thought to myself but he picked up the glass she had poured and swallowed it in one. Hazel filled it again "Thirsty" she asked "mmmm" he replied "its nice"."So what work are we doing Mrs Wilkinson" Kev asked innocently. "Its nice work isn't it Steve ?" and looked at me, giving a wry smile. I nodded yet wanted to shake my head."Yes Kev its really good work. You can do it. I'm going home"Hazel gave me a...
This story contains explicit sexual reference and scenes. This story should not be read or viewed by anyone under the age of 18. If you are under that age, please stop reading and delete this story. This story is a work of fiction. No person living or deceased is portrayed in this story. The images are original creations and depict no person living or deceased. This story is used with permission of the author. All copyrights apply to this document, story and images. Lust, Desire...
Rick had a burning desire. It was a desire that literally reared its large head up every time he saw a pretty girl. This burning desire struck anytime Rick thought of sex. This was often and not unusual or unexpected for a young ninteen-year old freshman boy attending college in sunny Florida. Rick was a boy and not a man because he was still a virgin, a very easily stimulated and horny one at that. It was Saturday and only the second week of his freshman year and he was off to the beach to...
First TimeI knocked on the door for the first time and a woman answered. She wasdressed like any other person you might see shopping at the mall. Likeshe could be anyone's mother or aunt.She softly told me to undress and to fold my clothes, then turned towalk out of the room. I am uncomfortable and ponder if I am even at theright place. I did imagine a six-foot stiletto-heeled vixen withleather and whips hanging from her corset."Now!" I heard and I was slapped back to reality. I stripped, folded...
“I feel really dumb. I haven’t even asked you your names. I apologize for that. My name is Tom.” The two daughters smiled and laughed. “That’s right. We didn’t ask your name either. We were introduced to you only by wonderful sex at the tattoo parlor, knew that you were a sex slave, livestock, and didn’t even think to find out if you had a name.” They laughed again and the other sister added, “I know one part of you very well now and I think that its name is Peter ... ha ha ha ha...” “NO!...
‘Hello, Nick…you want more, don’t you?’ she asks as the lights turn on. Once again, I sit in the little booth, with my goddess on the other side of the glass. She sits on a chair connected to a small writing desk on her side of the booth, dressed in her school girls outfit. I had just watched her dance, she moved around the stage with silky steps, and when she saw me there, sitting in the crowd, she smiled at me. She swung around the pole in the middle of the stage, and looked at me while...
‘Ohhhhh god….’ I moan. Lacey was running her tongue up and down under my shaft from under my blanket. ‘Please, ohhh don’t stop…’ I moan to her. I watch as her head bobs up and down from under the blanket. I close my eyes. I see Desire again, fingering her lovely pussy to me through the window. ‘Why can’t I think of anything else!’ I think and my eyes pop open! I glance at the clock, ‘For over ten minutes now, that’s all I can think of!’ I think to myself as Lacey’s fingers curl around my...
Mark is the chief scientists in a lab that is working on a drug that allows the subject to loose total control of her sexual desires. A drug that would create such a sexual desire that morals would go right out the window. The only thing important to the subject would be to feed her lust and quench her desires. However, this kind of drug wasn't easy to create, he and his team worked on this for over twelve years, without success. He and his company knew that if they succeeded the discovery...
Part 3 – The Hotel GardensYour panties sit on the table in front of us, in normal circumstances you would have grabbed them, to hide them from anyone seeing, but here and now and with what you now knew and what you had recognised as seeing after being given an explanation, the panties were left laid on the table between us. Your hesitation was not about not being aroused, or willingness to feel a collar fastened signifying your submissive role....these things aroused you greatly, but how far...
Chapter Four – Slumber Party Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmff, mmf, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, orgy, preg Harry was furious; he’d lost the Spellbook of Desires. He had looked everywhere, and he knew now that someone had stolen the book. Because the Weasley household was so large at the moment, it would be impossible to interrogate the entire...
nous etions a table et attendions les miss qui etaient partie se faire un brin de toilettes ,le temps nous semblaient long ,trop long mon client et nous decidons d aller voir ce qu elle faisaient etant donné qu on avait tres faimnous montons dans ma chambre ou se trouve aussi notre salle de bain privative et la en entrant dans la chambre nous les voyons toute les deux nue sur le lit ,encore humide de la douche avec un etalage de gode ma femme a une collection exceptionnelle ,j avoue je lui en...
Sunday--Miss Suzy Premi?re partie "The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive." Since I de-planed in the Big Apple (I came from Ohio, but am most certainly not a Scientologist--unless an impeccable platinum banded solitaire ring of about five carats is part of the deal) I've had oodles of marriage proposals and was even, briefly, engaged. All very flattering, but I can afford to be choosy--or could. I think it's well past time if a lady is unmarried at 3...
HumorAll Lovers' Desires So it had happened that Steve, upset that his fiancee, attractive and willfull, had been unwilling to incorporate "power tools" into their love making. That she in fact had discouraged every hint of experimentation or kink in their play, and coming home from work one day, Steve had chanced to stop at an out of the way store because of a detour. "Young man, I can see that you are troubled but I believe I can help you." The shopkeeper saw Steve start to interrupt...
Separate Rooms“Did everything go well after our last session,” Ivan inquired with true concern as we walked in for our next lesson. I instantly understood what he was asking.“Oh Yes. We had a great time when we got home. Didn’t we, Richard?” I responded. My husband nodded in concurrence as he paid Ivan for today’s lesson. But when my husband cast his eyes toward Kim, I signaled Ivan that I wanted to talk with him alone.“Great,” Ivan said. “This week we will start with the two of you in separate...
BDSMHalf awake, desire slowly infuses my soul, the realisation of your warm nakedness nestled into me drives the urge. My cock, stirring feels the heat of your ass, the smoothness of your skin, as I slowly harden and awaken. Desire turns to need as the realisation of you fills me. I draw closer as I start the slow seduction of your desire.I kiss the back of your neck, softly, almost invisibly and your breathing alters, I watch in the dark as your body arouses slowly. More kisses to your neck,...
Straight SexHalf awake, desire slowly infuses my soul, the realisation of your warm nakedness nestled into me drives the urge. My cock, stirring feels the heat of your ass, the smoothness of your skin, as I slowly harden and awaken. Desire turns to need as the realisation of you fills me. I draw closer as I start the slow seduction of your desire.I kiss the back of your neck, softly, almost invisibly and your breathing alters, I watch in the dark as your body arouses slowly. More kisses to your neck,...
Straight SexWhat’s your Digital Desire? Well, personally, I’ve got a few, but certain elements bring them all together. For one thing, I didn’t start a whole website to discuss my desire for good food or fast cars. But then, pretty girls without their clothes on figure into all of my main interests, so you can kind of guess where my heart lies on this particular topic. And well, based on the fact that you’re reading this on ThePornDude rather than any of the SFW internet media outlets, I’m guessing you’ve...
Premium Porn Pictures SitesChapter One: Dr. Rita's Futa Desire By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 It had been a month since that fateful morning when I learned something impossible. Something amazing. Something that had my pussy wet almost every morning when I sank in to sleep through the day. Yes, the day. I worked the night shift St. Claire's Hospital. A month ago, I had been pulled over by the futa-cop, Officer Cindy. Just thinking of that domineering futa made my pussy so wet. I shuddered in my scrubs, my...
Ashley Fulfills Hubby's Desirebycrax1976© Ashley and Andrew have been together for ten years. Though married for five, they have no k**s, preferring their freedom. When Ashley and Andrew met sparks flew. They have spent as much time together as possible considering their opposite hours and are still deeply in love today. Ashley works at the neigborhood pub, while Andrew is a chartered accountant and works from home.Andrew was spending a Sunday evening in the pub watching football. A shy quiet...
Disclaimer: This story is for adult entertainment! So, ensure you are 18 years of age. Author's Note: Once again, I've delved into the Spells R Us Universe..............it is my third story with this setting. (Lust Potion '69' & Womanizer, and now Lover's Desire) Anyway, this is a fantasy, and contains a lot of female-female......Enjoy! Oh Yeah: My new e-mail address (lower case): [email protected] "Lover's Desire" by J.R. Parz I. Jess Parker was browsing...
I lay back on the bed with my hands behind my head, wearing only my boxers, gazing at my wife through the open bathroom door and feeling generally content. Watching Cindy is always a pleasure, even when she's performing such mundane tasks as brushing her teeth. The way the muscles in her long, tanned legs flex as she rises up on her toes to reach the toothpaste, the way she casually tucks her dark, shiny hair behind an elegant pink ear as she leans over the sink, even the little spitting...
Chapter One: Cassandra's MILF Desire By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 “Oh, my god, Cassandra, check out what Deidre posted on her Facebook page,” Lana, my best friend, said. “It's a pic of her and her sister with their cheeks pressed together, looking so happy. Oh, god, it's so corny. 'Closest sisters in the world,' it says.” “Really?” I said with a giggle, reaching for my phone beside me to check out the post. Deidre had gotten real weird the last few weeks of school, spending all...
The number of cars clustered in the parking lot is a little surprising. Sure I knew there would be a few volunteers who'd answer the request for assistance at the library, but I didn't expect quite this many. It's an impressive turnout for a weekday morning, and before 8:00 a.m. to boot.With my husband Roger being away for the first week of a two week business trip, the novelty of solo shopping and doing whatever I please has worn a bit thin. I'm feeling just a little proud that I'm actually...
Another example of the forms of intimacy discussed in the Kamasutra includes chumbanas (kissing). The text presents twenty-six forms of kisses, ranging from those appropriate for showing respect and affection, to those during foreplay and sex. Vatsyayana also mentions variations in kissing cultures in different parts of ancient India. The best kiss for an intimate partner, according to kamasutra, is one that is based on the awareness of the avastha (the emotional state of one's partner)...
Hello Love It’s a little after midnight and I have just finished talking to you on the phone. As usual, we have laughed and joked and made a few sexual innuendoes. Again, talking about our trip to Las Vegas. I have walked away from my computer thinking about how special and important you have become — an important part of my life. As I think back over the past few weeks it’s hard to believe what has happened. I never would have thought I would meet someone so beautiful, caring, and loving....
ProfNigma Stories #1 iCarly: One Night Part1 iCarly: One Night Part 1It was a late night in the iCarly studio as Carly, Sam, and Freddie cleaned up the mess from one of their skits. The gag revolved around Gibby diving into a k*ddie pool full of chicken salad while dressed a chicken suit, but as humorous as it had seemed in the planning stages, the stench, hours later, was certainly not funny."Whose dumb idea was this in the first place!?" Sam yelled as she cleaned up the car prop on the far...