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My name is Darnell Lamm, that's Lamm with two M's. I'm a clerk at Bradley's Super Market downtown, or I was at the time this story begins. This is my incredible story. "Okay, Sam, I'm on my way, and I'm walking not driving, so don't worry about me, okay. Sheesh! You're worse than my mother, rest her soul," I said, as I exited the Iron Skillet. Sam watched me go out and smiled; he could smile; he had my back, read looked out for me almost every night. The Skillet was my favorite...
I loathe Christmas. In fact I loathe any prescribed festivity which obliges one to feign good will towards people one is at best indifferent to at all other times. Christmas is especially vile since the people most likely to go into a huff over the gift you’ve bought them are those who have spent weeks telling you, “It’s the thought that counts.” And you can’t go shopping without being force fed trite sentiment masquerading as music, much as turkeys are twice-stuffed, alive and dead. I said as...
CheatingThe snow tumbled from the sky like a curtain in big, wet flakes that glittered in the porch light and added layer after layer to the smooth, edgeless blanket that tried to swallow the world. From time to time, trees capitulated under the weight and threw their branches to the ground with a final, resonating gun shot, or faltered altogether with a cannon blast. The startled jerks and hammering heartbeat were the only things that broke Carol’s miserable monotony while she stared out of the...
BisexualCarol struggled with the Christmas tree that Miss. Collins paid her ten dollars to tie it on top of the car for her. Carol was so happy for it meant she would be able to eat a hot meal tonight. She lifted the six-foot tree over her head when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her chest and left arm that knocked her to the ground, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Miss. Collins called 911 on her cell phone while a young girl laid Carol’s head on her lap instead of the rocky ground. ...
When I was in college in the early 80's, I met a hot little thing named Carol. We met at a frat party. She was an English Lit. major, I was pre-med. We hit it off immediately and soon were quite the talk of our social circle. I don't specifically remember our first sexual encounter because it is lost in the hurricane that was our time together. Carol was insatiable. She never missed a chance to jump me. Anytime or anywhere!! But this story is about what is the most memorable events of our...
"Dr. Green, my husband hasn't had an orgasm in over a week and I know that he's climbing the wall. He needs some relief soon and I'd like to give him a hand job or suck his cock. Will it be safe?" "Jill," he held his hand on my left shoulder and said after a brief pause to consider, "we need to keep his head and neck completely immobilized. The excitement of orgasm and ejaculation might very take a hopeful situation and turn it into permanent paralysis or even kill him. However," he...
Christmas Carol When I woke up the sun was shining through my window, bathing the room in golden light. Golden curls brushed my chest tickling me softly. I took a deep breath drowning in the lovely smell of my sweetie. Her head was resting on my chest and she was breathing very lightly, but what I proudly called happily and content. Her beautiful body was pressed against my side and I could feel her tender skin and warmth. I lay there for some moments taking in the peaceful air. I...
Alone at that bar on my thirty-fifth birthday, I had to disagree with those magazines that claimed this was my sexual peak. Having a drink while I waited for the tow truck, about the last thing I expected to hear was someone offering to buy me another. I didn’t need to turn to know he was drunk and desperate. The former was confirmed by the sound of the voice; the latter, by my appearance: the bulky sweater that masked my out-of-shape body, the knit cap that tried to hide my winter hair, and my...
Straight SexHi Folks, Last year's Christmas story was full of evil pooping reindeer and a foul mouthed Santa. That's almost normal compared to this one. Those of you who are looking for a lot of sex might want to pass this one by. Those of you who want a traditional Christmas divorce story might want to follow suit. But for those of you who want to take a walk on the weird side ... Enjoy. Merry Christmas All. And thanks to Sir Charles5150 for editing this one and to Mikothebaby for continuing to inspire....
(((((Re-written))))) It was the Christmas after my visit (related in Hotel Antics) to Jason’s fraternity that he came to stay with me at my Charleston hotel for the holidays. Jason's biological mother had moved on after divorcing his dad and had another husband, chi*dren and life four states away. Except for the occasional call and a card on his birthday she pretty much ignored that she had a son in South Carolina. With his dad and both sets of grandparents dead, so far as anyone knew it was...
A Christmas Carol By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter One As the plane started its initial descent, Carl stared out the window, beginning to awake from his long coast to coast flight. His mother turned towards him lovingly kissing his forehead and rubbing his back gently as his father snapped his laptop shut at hearing the stewardess's announcement. Carl had never been to the West Coast before, and was extremely excited to finally meet the family he hadn't seen since...
My Christmas Surprise January 2, 2011, 4:20 pmTrue StoryEvery year for Christmas my Auntie Carol comes and stays with us because she lives alone, and everywhere she just cries about not having a husband or someone to be with on Christmas, this year was different as she wouldn’t be crying on Christmas night she would be screaming in pleasure.I drew the short straw which meant I had to sleep on the couch in the same room as Carol; I was dreading it because she gets to sleep by crying. Don’t get...
With some deep apologies to Charles Dickens. A being whose talent I am no where near. But as promised, a Fiction Mania Christmas Carol. The Time: A Christmas time a few years ago. Region: Salem. A large City in the North East United States. Place: Ye Old Irish Inn. A corner bar and grill. Mike was grumping about how to pay for Christmas. Jake was moaning how he had to work Christmas Day. Sue, Jane, and Nicole were upset on the boss's attitude. He almost canceled the pay bonus and...
“Any plans during the break?” Sue asked. “No,” Diane said. The bell rang, ending their conference period, so they headed back to their classrooms. Sue was the best friend Diane had at work; for that matter, she was probably her best friend anywhere, at this point, though they rarely saw each other outside work. Since Diane and Bill split up, most of her former friends had slipped away. Splitting up was complicated, after eighteen years of marriage and two children, and the holidays seemed to...
SupernaturalIt was a beautiful personal library. Two walls of the room anchored dark wood shelves that held numerous books and knickknacks, and the sort of awards and honors and sporting trophies that a successful man earned in a lifetime. The room's other wood paneled walls were decorated with hunting prints and landscapes. There was a rock-faced fireplace hissing with the flickering flames of gas logs. At one end of the room was a large wood desk stained to match the walls and shelves. Seated at the...
Ben stepped from his BMW into the cold December night. His ears were immediately assailed by an incessant ringing from the guy in the Santa suit suckering people for donations."Merry Christmas," Santa called as he passed, trying to draw his attention."Fuck off," Ben grumbled. "Get a real job."As Ben entered the front door of the building, a group of carolers was waiting to be buzzed in. "Get back," he ordered, as he pushed past them, unlocking the door. "You stay here. I don't know you. I'm not...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIntroduction: I decided to write a christmas story for everyone. As the title suggests its a new version of a christmas carol. Just a word of warning this is not a normal sex story. It has sex things in it but is not a full detial sex story so if your looking for a quick story to masterbate to I suggest you read something else but if you like a good story (even if its not origional then please read this I tihnk you will like it Her name was Emma, Emma Neica Looge to be exact but if you ever...
A Christmas Carol By Charlotte Dickles I walked into the Research Director's office, a deliberate ten minutes late, and purposefully strode over to his vacant chair at the conference table. Rather than sitting in it - which would have given everyone else the height advantage - I pushed forward my chest and stretched up to my full five-feet, five inches height. 'Ladies and gentleman. Thank you all for coming here today.' Not that they had a choice if they wanted any hope of keeping...
Amy 36: Amy's Christmas Carol Copyright 2016 by Amy Komori The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. This story is copyright (c) 2016 Amy Komori. All rights reserved. Chapter One: We Don't Share the Same Rung with You So I had been wrong about Ms. Green all along. Which came as no surprise, or shouldn't have. I was wrong about a lot of thing. I liked to say stuff and then when...
A Christmas Carol by Mary Beth Sanford Part 1 "I don't sing!" Brandon said sounding as sad as he felt. He did sing and more than a few people told him his voice was extraordinary. Unfortunately it sounded like a girl's and worse, he looked too much like a girl anyway. So, when he was old enough to realize that boys who look and sound like him get picked on, Brandon quit singing. Helen on the other hand had heard that voice from her young employee and there was no question she wanted...
Universe: heirloom gems Setting: fantasy / medieval Format: short stories Index: 1. Casanova remix 2a. / 2b. Smooth like stone 3. Claimed by Fire 4. Druid wanted, Druid needed. 5. The price of vanity ----- 1. Casanova remix ----- Jean was bored. Not that this was something new. It was another private lecture. Her family was prestigious and merchants for a few generations. As the oldest child, it was her duty one day to carry on the family tradition and trade. Hence the...
Afghanistan Christmas Carol T’ was the night before Christmas and all through the Land, They’re running like rabbits in Afghanistan, Osama’s been praying, he’s down on his Knees, He’s hoping that Allah will hear all his Pleas. He thought if he killed us that we’d fall and Shatter, But all that he’s done is just make us Madder. We ain’t yet forgotten our Marines in Beirut, And we’ll kick your butt, with one heavy Boot. And yes we remember the USS Cole, And the lives of our sailors that you...
Afghanistan Christmas CarolT' was the night before Christmas and all through the Land,They're running like rabbits in Afghanistan,Osama's been praying, he's down on his Knees,He's hoping that Allah will hear all his Pleas.He thought if he killed us that we'd fall and Shatter,But all that he's done is just make us Madder.We ain't yet forgotten our Marines in Beirut,And we'll kick your butt, with one heavy Boot.And yes we remember the USS Cole,And the lives of our sailors that you bastards...
Oh! But she was a mean, tight fisted, grasping working girl of the worst sort! No gentleman of wealthy means sought her by choice. No young buck in the first flush of youth seeking his first experience came to Emily! Oh no! But she cared not. She had her regular clientele of elderly fellows who seemed happy in her company, paid her well and made no special requests. On the Christmas eve in question, Sophie was as usual in her flat waiting perhaps for one final customer before shutting up...
"Hey Luke!" He approaches me with and we hug each other. “How are you my friend?” We catch up quickly and then I introduce him to Mrs. Taylor. "This is Violet. She's a close friend of mine. My neighbor actually. I invited her to come along and relax with us." Jacob was surprisingly cool with that. I did send a group text to my friends that came along on this trip and and gave them a heads up I was bringing a friend last minute. I could tell by the smirk and the way he stares at her...
As I turn into my driveway, I can see my dad mowing the lawn in the front. When I get out of my car, he stops and greets me. “Hey Lucas! How’s my college boy doing?” I embrace my father with a hug and a big smile on my face. “So happy to be home and out for the summer dad! Really looking forward to dinner. I’m starving!” My dad laughs as he helps me unload my car with bags into the garage. “Your mom is out in the backyard grilling some burgers with the rest of the gang (I have a...
Violet by thndrsharViolet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reedfamily, her friend Jenny and her Jenny's step-father had taken her in severalmonths ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn't hard to getalong with those two. They also had been through a lot after losing Jenny'smother to cancer. But Violet wanted more than just family status. She knew thatMr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living relatives other than Jenny. She knewshe could use her looks...
Emma sat in her physics class bored to tears. Her teacher Mr. King was going on and on about how Santa traveling around the world in one night is a physical impossibility. Emma rolled her eyes like she could care less. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She sneakily opened it and read a text from her best friend Jessica reading, “This guy is ruining my childlike innocence.” Emma smiled and shook her head and silently texted back “I lost mine when I was 14 remember,” Emma heard Jess...
I wake up startled. My head hurts all over again. This time it’s a sharp pain in the back of my head. I try to open my eyes, but they’re sensitive to the brightness of the room. My vision is blurred. I have a TERRIBLE headache that’s pounding my head. I’m incredibly dizzy. This feels like my attack at the mall all over again! I try my best to get up. I struggle in the process of doing so. I quickly realize that I’m stuck. I look down at my feet, as they are both duct taped to a chair. I...
"Hey Luke. I just wanted to know if I could stop by so I could say bye before you head out to Mexico." I reply back with "of course." I finish my check list and wait for Mrs. Taylor to show up. I’m glad she texted me first. I was going to text her to see if I could see her quickly before I left. I had a question to ask her in regards to my trip. Ten minutes later my doorbell rings. I answer, and Violet walks in. "Hey Luke." "Hey,” I reply. She hugs me and walks to the living...
By Zen Mackie Ah, Miss Shrinking Violet, what are we to do with you? So lovely, so submissive--and yet so shy. You must learn to serve me in public as you do when we’re alone. That’s why I’ve brought you to my favorite restaurant tonight. Isn’t it elegant...these intimate tables, the long white tablecloths, the candlelight? I thought you’d like it. I’m glad to see you’ve dressed as I’ve told you; that red satin blouse looks so good with your little black skirt and red...
“Hey, I'm home." That's all she's able to say as she walks into the living room and looks at me and Linda. She gasps. "What the fuck?!?" I'm standing completely naked while Linda holds her panties in her hand. Violet is completely shocked and horrified. Damn....we had some explaining to do. “Uhh...hey Violet. How’d everything go while you were away?” I try to make small-talk with her but I could tell she’s still in shock. “Luke! What the FUCK are you doing?? And LINDA??? WHY...
“Hey, I'm home." That's all she's able to say as she walks into the living room and looks at me and Linda. She gasps. "What the fuck?!?" I'm standing completely naked while Linda holds her panties in her hand. Violet is completely shocked and horrified. Damn....we had some explaining to do. “Uhh...hey Violet. How’d everything go while you were away?” I try to make small-talk with her but I could tell she’s still in shock. “Luke! What the FUCK are you doing?? And LINDA??? WHY...
She was still beautiful, she knew. Violet had a sleek, tall figure; expansive, voluptuous hips capped by her firmly muscled ass. The hairdryer evaporated the water from dark bronze hair, freshly washed and styled. "... And in other news, Customers at a McDonalds in Tallahassee were treated to a visual as well as culinary feast today." intoned the smoothly professional voice of the radio info-babe. "One of the cashiers had imbibed an unregulated breast growth potion, without understanding...
It was a very hectic school year. I had just graduated and my parents were letting me just relax before going to college in the fall. My parents had treated me to a cruise right after graduation. After we came back, they said I could have a party with all my friends. My parents are the coolest parents in the world. They let me have parties all the time. Whenever I have parties, all the kids have to sleep over. That’s the only rule. They know that kids of my generation always sneak alcohol and...
Group SexTOPANGA LAWERENCE BECOMES THE VIOLET VORTEX Hi fans, I know most of you don?t know who the actress Danielle Fishel is but she is this hot actress who was on a terrible sitcom who grew up into a babe. I just had to put her in a story. You may be seeing another actress Monica Keena in tights [email protected] Ms American is Mr X creation but the rest is mine. If you are a minor stop reading this awful story filled with bondage, forced sex and other adult...
I arrive home a few hours later. I unload my car and walk into my house. Felt good to be back home. I quickly grab a snack from the fridge and I get straight to work. I washed both of my parents cars. I mowed the lawn until the sun went down. By the time evening came, I did the front yard of the house. Tomorrow I would finish the rest of my chores. As I put the lawn mower back in the garage, I heard a car coming by. I turned to get a look. The car was a new Corvette Sting Ray convertible. As...
Poring over the submitted papers, I heard but the tiniest of voices from behind me. “Professor Giordano?” Sitting in my office chair I turned around slowly. Pale delicate skin, long platinum hair with a slight wave to it, stood the prize of my class, Violet Evans, a promising psychology student. Her ambitions were high and the amount of effort she put into her compositions were borderline over the top, nonetheless they were thorough and more importantly accurate. “Ms. Evans, what can I do...
Then of course getting to fuck other chicks too. I am a young horny guy partying it up on Spring Break, and it was another great memory this week. Violet had the first few days off from work but eventually had to return. Not that she complained, as she worked from home. She would spend the afternoons down by the beach with her computer and a frozen cocktail completing her work tasks. While she was busy, I did my own thing hanging out with Jacob and the guys and of course meeting other...
Welcome to the first part of a four part story. This is my first attempt at erotic writing so I’d appreciate any comments or feedback, both positive and negative, you may have about my work. Please contact me if you would like to copy, reproduce or translate any part of this story. If you are looking for a story that goes straight into the sex then this story may not be for you because the prologue leads slowly into several quite different sexual scenes. In this part there are elements of...
“Mmm…mmm…mmmph!!!”A big, juicy cock rammed its way inside Violet’s mouth. Its owner moved their hips back and forth, the phallus’ head tickled the entrance to her throat. With a final thrust, the cock went all the way back. Violet gagged and pulled her face back, a single strand of spit trailed behind. She was never very good at deep throating.“I’m cumming!” With a few jerks, steamy hot jizz spurted onto her face and began to slowly trickle down her neck.“That was amazing.” Her partner, Alice,...
HumorSEX AND VIOLET Ah, Miss Shrinking Violet, what are we to do with you? So lovely, so submissive--and yet so shy. You must learn to serve me in public as you do when we’re alone. That’s why I’ve brought you to my favorite restaurant tonight. Isn’t it elegant...these intimate tables, the long white tablecloths, the candlelight? I thought you’d like it. I’m glad to see you’ve dressed as I’ve told you; that red satin blouse looks so good with your little black skirt and red heels. In...
Do you have a thing for busty brunettes with a tiny waist and an ass that just won’t quit? Well, that is the perfect description of Violet Myers! She is one of the hottest pornstars in the industry, and her attributes are not the only thing that people love. Her skills are on a whole new level, which is how she got super popular super fast.If you’ve never seen the wonderful Violet Myers in action, you are definitely missing out. She is one of a kind babe who will get you hooked in no time....
Twitter Porn AccountsSEX AND VIOLET By Zen Mackie Ah, Miss Shrinking Violet, what are we to do with you? So lovely, so submissive--and yet so shy. You must learn to serve me in public as you do when we’re alone. That’s why I’ve brought you to my favorite restaurant tonight. Isn’t it elegant...these intimate tables, the long white tablecloths, the candlelight? I thought you’d like it. I’m glad to see you’ve dressed as I’ve told you; that red satin blouse looks so good with your little black skirt and red...
BDSMI lived with Amy for a year before our first roommate moved out. Amy found a new one, her name was Violet. Amy and Violet had a few classes together and sort of knew each other. We decided to go out for drinks to celebrate having a new roommate. Violet was pretty, she had long beautiful black hair. Still, Amy got all the attention at the clubs. Amy was the blond bimbo of the house. We were only at the club for a half hour probably before Amy had run off on me. I didn't like being left alone...
LesbianIntroduction: A masseuse gets the client of a lifetime. Violet. My new favorite color. Well, not new now, but new then. God I still cant believe it, and I am clinging to a foolish hope it never ends. My name is Jacob, I am of Greek decent, born in Brooklyn, moved to LA to try to become an actor. Worked odd jobs until I got a gig at a nice sport gym/spa. The tips were decent and the women, Jesus the women. So many hot trophy wives, and all loved to show it off. I made friends with one of the...
It was a very hectic school year. I had just graduated and my parents were letting me just relax before going to college in the fall. My parents had treated me to a cruise right after graduation. After we came back, they said I could have a party with all my friends. My parents are the coolest parents in the world. They let me have parties all the time. Whenever I have parties, all the kids have to sleep over. That’s the only rule. They know that kids of my generation always sneak alcohol and...
Charles is my lover. I am his gurl. I will do anything to please him sexually and he does the same for me (although to be honest, nothing turns me on more than pleasing him). We have been together almost ten months now and I have very strong feelings for him - I hesitate to use the "L" word, especially since I have begun to suspect he does not share that level of feelings for me. Whenever I broach the subject he gets defensive and it ends in an argument. And it really is mostly...
It was mid-morning. I was headed back into my office building. Ahead of me was a young woman dragging a suitcase. She had a stack of binders resting against the extended handle and the bundle strapped together with elastic bungee cords. I followed her through the revolving door and into the lobby. I stayed two paces behind hr, enjoying the view, which was quite pleasant. She was wearing a gray suit -- very natty, and she had brunette hair that came past her shoulders and was tied in a...
"Fucking, shit!" She cursed to herself, pulling up her hoodie and hunching over her knees, trying to cover her legs. Wearing her short black and purple skirt probably wasn't the best idea for the weather, and her legs were cold in the thin tights that stuck tight to her smooth legs. Today the forest didn't feel the same. It was cold and drab; the vibrant forest hues seemed to have gone through a strainer, draining everything of warmth and colour. The leaves that hadn't fell and rotted...
They were not long at Kalworth Hall when luncheon was announced. Violet was led by a maid into “the small parlor.” There were Lord Richard, an old woman, and a young one. “Aunt,” Lord Richard said, “may I present Miss Violet Worden? Miss Worden, Deborah, Dowager Countess Minton, Lady Deborah Minton, her grand daughter and named for her.” “Milady.” She made a curtsey to the older woman, who nodded graciously. A governess does not curtsey to her charge, and she had not yet refused the...
Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it always made the 27 year old feel good. And today was definitely a day for feeling good. She had been hired by a large local clothing manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead, she had finished it in three,...
“Sorry you couldn’t choose the new name. We did allow you to keep Lucas with it.”Jeff tells me. I look at my phone and open up my contacts to find only one name. “Heather P.“ “So Mr. Oliver, do you have any questions for me?” Jeff asks. I shake my head as I try to adjust myself to my new reality. I spend the next four weeks in the hospital regaining my strength. I had to attend physical therapy sessions about three to four times each day. My doctor and therapist both had to help me...
Monday morning I sat at my desk and dug the business card Violet had given me from my wallet. "Violet West's office," came the voice on the other end of the line. "Is she in?" "I'll check. Whom may I say is calling?" "Gavin," I replied. "Gavin ... who?" "Just Gavin -- she'll know who it is." "Please hold..." Then I heard her voice. "Gavin!" "Hi, Vi. I was wondering if you were game for another go." "Oh, Gavin ... Can you hold on? I want to go into my office...
Evan was bored. Not just momentarily bored, but chronically and perpetually bored. As the president of his own company, he had met and surpassed his own personal life goals by the ripe old age of 45 and was now struggling with “what next?” He had everything he wanted: a private jet, a yacht, luxury cars, servants, a huge California mansion and a vacation home in the Caribbean. And yet, Evan was bored. Even the upcoming holidays did nothing to spark his interest. He knew he would be invited to...
TabooPorn is one of the top forms of entertainment available to mankind. Even a hypocritical sob can't deny the fact that seeing a beautiful chick gets fucked is pleasurable to watch. If the fucker denies it, put him in front of a screen that has a beauty like Violet Starr riding a dick to orgasm. His raging hard cock will serve enough proof of how entertaining porn is.Porn has become more accessible than ever before thanks to the innovation of the internet.Social media has also made it easier to...
Twitter Porn Accounts**Authors notes** A young woman is sold into slavery and brought to an island with rebel freedom fighters. This is a story that's already completed, and it's a bit of a slow burn. I'll upload chapters in 500-2000 word bits, or where chapter breaks make sense, basically. It wasn't written in the style of Chyoa, so bear with me on the Question/Answer options. Having said that, feel free to branch off from any point in the story if you want an alternate ending or want to spice things up. The...
The transport pulled up in front of Master Aristo's house. Violet recognized the place, though she'd never been inside. Ari. She remembered him from school: popular, rich, athletic... her personal tormentor. Why he picked her to single out, she never understood. Why he picked her now was also a mystery. Violet stepped out of the transport; she was met by a butler. Her guts were in a twist and she had to remind herself that she was a professional. She had volunteered to be a Civil Servant, a...
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