Bailey s BrotherChapter 11 Bailey Caught Red Handed
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Bailey was our very outgoing, vivacious, high energy, family baby-sitter. How I managed to survive after she headed off to her freshman college semester, is beyond me, but somehow, I managed to readjust. I was a little depressed the first several weeks, as Bailey had upended me, unlike anyone else I had ever known.When Bailey texted me that she was looking forward to being back home at the Christmas break, I became a little more upbeat about the upcoming holidays.Bailey and I had developed a...
CheatingI first spotted the ads for Kate’s place a few weeks earlier. A quick survey of local reviews for her yielded quite mixed but generally negative results. There was something in one of the reviews that led me to believe that the reviewer was wrong. I couldn’t pin it down so I PM’d the reviewer. He told me that she was cute and young, but very rude to him and that his massage was rushed and disjointed.This was a time when I was still new to erotic massage, and also quite shy. Still, I knew from...
TrueBailey was the younger seventeen year old sister of my fiancé’s best friend and future maid of honor. She came to stay with my fiancé, Rolalinda, and myself. Bailey was from Mexico and was a beautiful teenage lady. I had seen photos of Bailey on social media, and while she was an attractive young lady, I didn't really have any designs on Bailey, since I had a live-in girlfriend. Rosalinda and I picked Bailey up at the airport, and I was surprised that Bailey spoke very good English. Rosalinda...
CheatingBailey was our very vivacious seventeen-year-old babysitter and from the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew I wanted to experience a little private one-on-one time with her. Bailey was an elusive catch, but one that was worth pursuing.Our relationship was very casual at first and very businesslike, but the more she took on babysitting duties for Ally and me, the more desirous I became. I loved Ally, but our marriage had become a little rocky. I was pretty sure Ally was seeing someone on...
CheatingI’m stupid. I mean you think I would be able to think stuff through like Lisbeth Salander or better yet Milady de Winter. I’d be cunning and see five steps ahead. I should have asked for more money. The shirt I wanted at Ross would definitely be perfect, but according to the website the price went up. Plus I really wanted some skinny jeans to go with it. I mean my good butt jeans are nice, but they are still loose on me, and if I was going to wear a blouse like that, it demanded a whole...
The sun came up, birds were chirping, everything in the world was where it was supposed to me. I showered without getting my hair wet and was ready for school fast. My brother didn’t tease me at breakfast. Becky and Addy were chatty on the bus to school and I remembered why I loved having them as friends. I was totally fine. Everything was how it was supposed to be. Except that under it all, it wasn’t. I’d been letting my homework slip, sometimes I did a rush job and I even got a couple...
My brother's wife Bailey is a fox. She is the sexiest woman I've ever met and for years I have lusted for her. Not that anything would ever come of my lust. My wife would kill me if I ever acted on my lust for Bailey and if she didn't my brother most certainly would. I couldn't touch, but I could look and I did. I could also flirt and I did that too. Bailey was aware of the effect that she had on me and it pleased her to tease me every chance she got. I've never seen her in the nude, but...
Introduction: Mom comes home, and a special surprise for little sister The two woke up from their nap, and heard the door open. SHIT! they threw on some clothes, and ran down to greet their mother. What are you doing home early? Jane asked. Your father is on this business trip, and I didnt want to go for the whole thing. Alright she said smiling. A few hours passed. Mom was in her room, and locked the door. She got out her strap on for some play time, but it felt wet. Weird. She went into...
Where should I start? First, my name is Bailey Williams and I am currently a senior at Wilson High School. My family consists of a younger brother Zach and my mom and dad. I feel I need to tell you all a little about myself. I hate clothing. I never liked the way it feels on my body, it is just that I couldn't find the nerve to ask my parents if I could start going around naked. I was worried that if I asked they and they found out that I have been naked around my brother and our friends and...
The next day I got up and looked at my phone and I got a text from bailey saying ‘I’m sorry, meet me at our spot.’ When I went downstairs my sister Colleen was sitting at the table. ‘Hey nerd, how was your birthday sex yesterday?’ ‘What?’ ‘Don’t play dumb I heard you I’m not deaf, plus our rooms are right next to each other.’ ‘Okay so I did, but it’s still none of your business.’ ‘It sounded pretty hot, I masturbated to your guys fucking. You really have to fix that little hole I made in...
My name is Dean Chase, and this is the story on my life with Bailey. It was a warm summer morning in June, I was ten years old at the time. My family was moving to a town in Illinois, when my dad turned into the drive way I saw two girls sitting in the grass under a sycamore tree. The oldest one looked close to my age and the other looked about six. ‘Why don’t you go meet the neighbor’s kids?’ Mom told me. I had Jet black hair with sea blue eyes (Which I still have) and I was rather skinny...
That night Bailey and I slept together, not as in sex, but just sleep. I held her in my arms while we slept, I felt so great it felt like I could take on an army. When I woke up she had her head on my chest. For another hour I just watched her sleep, she was so beautiful I wanted to paint her and put it in a museum labeled ‘The Beautiful Woman’, but sadly I was not a painter. When she woke she saw me watching and said ‘I love you,’ ‘I love you too and I will until my heart stops beating....
"I'd like to apply for the Bailey option, m'lud" asked my solicitor. "For both defendants?" asked the judge. "Yes, m'lud." The judge looked Charlie and me up and down twice. We were both typical fifteen year olds, except somehow we'd got into trouble. "Application provisionally granted," he said. "You know the requirements of the Bailey option?" "Yes, m'lud." "And when do you think that you will be ready? With all the requirements in place?" "By this afternoon,...
Introduction: A couple of quick scenes, mom gets frisky, and daddy CUMS home The next day their mom had off of work. Bailey invited her boyfriend over, her mom had told her she didnt care what they did, but the new rule was no clothes in the house for the three of them, unless its lingerie (not sure if spelled right sorry) they all decided against it for the day, nude felt better. Drake arrived, but Bailey and her sister were busy grinding on each other in her room. He smiled and let her do...
Series 7, Episode 6: Bailey Dummett (26) Welcome to Torquay - a picturesque harbor town on the English riviere. We float over hundreds of small craft and yachts moored along wooden jetties behind the Princess pier, before closing in on one of the boats. As we get closer a very pretty young blonde woman steps up onto the small deck of the boat. She’s wearing a bikini that highlights both the beautiful weather and her stunning body. Slim from top to bottom, with small but firm boobs barely...
Saturday morning, I walked out to the front yard and sat to soak in the beauty of it. It’s quiet in the mornings, usually my family is still asleep, unless mom has to work, but then she’s gone. The arguing is usually on Sunday. I wondered what it’d be like to be in one of those families where they make pancakes with maple syrup, bacon, and eggs. Everyone has their own way of doing things, I guess. I laid out an old stained towel on the grass with my own picnic of a breakfast: An orange, a...
I woke up fresh and revived, with last night feeling a million miles away. Everything was fine, my brother just thought he caught me having an erotic dream that he created. If anything, that probably made him more likely to think I was pretty, so, yeay. It was a good enough rationalization. Mr. Gadsten really liked my new outfit. He made sure to be out in the yard when I went for a run and again when I came back. I suppose a young girl wearing tight fitting sexy clothes going for a run was...
Last night kept coming back to my mind all day. I wondered if there was just something missing in me that I couldn’t be sexy, but I dismissed that though. It was a learning curve. Maybe he was right, and I needed to learn to be sexier, I thought as I sat behind him on the bus. Most seniors drove, but we couldn’t afford a car, so we both rode the bus home. Addy and Becky were both going to cross country, so I didn’t see them at all after school. God, I’m kind of a loser. I hardly have any...
I breezed through class Monday excited for the chance to spend my weekend gains. It wasn’t much, maybe one nice blouse or a pair of jeans, more if I went to the clearance rack, but it was better than I had before. I didn’t want to waste the whole afternoon on a bus, though. When I got back home, Mr. Gadsten wasn’t back yet so I went for my now usual run. When I got back I saw the garage open, so I walked up and saw him there polishing something, “Hey boss.” “Oh, hey there Bailey. What are...
I waited by the stall door when, finally she opened it. As she turned the corner and faced me I slapped her pretty white face, knocking her into the stall wall. She hit it with a thump and passed out. I stood there gazing at her beautiful 15 year old body, well developed for her age. She had double c tits and a big firm ass. She had blonde hair the fell about halfway down her back. She wore black tights that showed off her ass and a small OU shirt that revealed her cleavage. I walked over...
A Bummer Summer? It was the dream of every seventeen year old, during the summer before his senior year of high school to spend it miles away from all his friends and all his stuff. In case you couldn't tell, that was sarcasm, because for Taylor Hughes, that was the last thing that he wanted. Unfortunately, he had no control over the matter. His parents were going out of the country on business for the entire summer, and trying as he might, Taylor was unable to convince them to let him...
Bailey's tongue rubbed back and forth over my sensitive nipple as she sucked my boob into her mouth. It was a little freaky to be touched like this by a girl, but I kept telling myself "just friends no big deal". And the longer she did it, and the more turned on I got, the nicer it was. Her hands groped gently at me as she eased my top off, moving to the other side to suckle on my right nipple."Oh my god, we're doing this..." I said, laughing nervously a little.She gave a lick to my breast with...
The next morning, a Saturday, Taylor was awoken by a gentle knock on his door. He sat up to see Aunt Agnes waiting by the door. "Is something wrong?" Taylor asked, yawning. "I was about to ask you the same thing, Emily hasn't come by yet and I got worried," Aunt Agnes stepped into the room. "Worried? Why?" Taylor reached for his phone and realized that it was nearly noon. "Wow... She let me sleep in?" "Did you two have a fight?" Aunt Agnes asked. "No," Taylor replied. "I...
Over the course of the summer, Taylor's life had changed in numerous ways, but the most noticeable change was in his morning routine. After agreeing to join the cheerleading program, Taylor was then quickly roped into Emily's morning jogs, so that meant being up early and in a tight running outfit. Once the run was over, Taylor would return to Aunt Agnes' to take a shower, which was a whole production, since he had an entirely new hair and skin-care regimen courtesy of Emily's cajoling....
March 13th, Dear Diary, Well, today was shit. Nothing new there. My work day was overloaded - like usual, I dropped my coffee and stained my shirt, ripped a stocking and the guy I've been trying to be semi-serious with is only interested in having a lay. Now, after being unable to decompress on my own, I'm sitting here on my couch with a bottle of Chardonnay and my largest - and favorite of late - wine glass while I try to write away my sorrows and frustrations. So, here goes: My life feels...
Love StoriesThe court room at The Old Bailey was packed with spectators, but the Tremaynes found seating with Sir Archibald opposite from Mr. Barstow's group that consisted of Barstow, his secretary, and two police detectives. Also included with them was Sir Hamilton and Miss Wharton, the latter two serving as the Crown's chief witnesses. Priscilla had to stand alone in the dock. Her bruises had faded completely, and she looked every bit the virtuous young lady in her new charcoal grey dress. So much...
One of most annoying things about Emily, Taylor had decided, was her sleep schedule. So far, he'd been able to avoid her morning jogs, but she was always at the door right after, far earlier than Taylor would have liked. And unlike Logan, who unfortunately (or fortunately, given Emily's repeated hinting that Taylor had a crush on him, despite his objections) had other obligations most of the time, she was free to drag Taylor wherever she wanted to go, usually the mall. Taylor's happiness...
The next morning, Taylor finished up his breakfast and was heading back to get changed when he noticed that something was missing from his room. "Aunt Agnes!" Taylor shouted. "Have you seen my bathing suit?" "I don't think so," Aunt Agnes shouted back as she climbed the stairs. "Where did you leave it?" "It was on the chair in my room," Taylor said as Aunt Agnes walked in. "Was it underneath that pile of dirty clothes you had sitting on it?" Aunt Agnes asked. "Maybe,...
That night, Taylor's manicured fingernail was positioned over Owen's contact as Taylor stared at his phone. He'd managed to secure a night away from Emily, thankfully Emily's mom had some event that required the entire family to attend. Taylor felt happy and secure having eschewed the feminine attire to wear the clothes he'd brought with him from home, a men's t-shirt and shorts, in addition to removing his prosthetics, being the first time in a few weeks that Emily wasn't around, he was...
Author's Note: I'm glad everyone seems to be enjoying the new story, this is one that's been in my head for years and I'm happy to finally have it down on the page. Additionally, if you've been chomping at the bit for more stories, I've taken part in a few CYOA interactive stories over at writing.com and CHYOA.com that you can find fairly easily. "What am I going to do?" Taylor asked, after explaining his current situation to Aunt Agnes. She sat with a pensive look on her...
Taylor headed out the door and Emily cheerfully led him across the street to her house and straight up to the bathroom adjoined to her room. It was pretty small, just a bathtub with a shower, a sink and a toilet. "This stuff is a lifesaver. Here, take the shorts off," Emily said as she pumped a healthy amount of depilatory into her hand. Taylor hesitated, because smooth legs would make it hard for him to shed this appearance at week's end, but Emily took it as fear of...
Over the next few days, Taylor's attempts to keep Emily's girlier side at bay were met with... mixed results. Taylor was unable to spend the day with Emily without her not so subtly suggesting that Taylor could use a touch of blush on his cheeks or mascara on his eyelashes. Which she was naturally more than happy to do for him. Taylor had to be extra careful when he gamed with Owen to ensure that if he was on video, he'd cleaned his face well. And he'd gotten far more acquainted with...
The following day, Taylor was excited, since Aunt Agnes had assured him that it would be the day that her personal shopper was picking up her groceries, and with it, the nail polish remover that would solve all his problems. Of course, that still meant he had to spend a few hours with Emily before it arrived. "Taylor check it out! This is perfect for you!" Emily continued her search to find Taylor an outfit from the closet. "Emily, I really don't think... Absolutely not!" Taylor...
Author's Note: Just wanted to make another note to thank everyone for the kind reviews, and to inform everyone that if they're hankering for more, I've been experimenting with TG captions over on DeviantArt (I'm vthunder42 over there) so if you're interested, go check those out. After telling Aunt Agnes of what he'd agreed to, and her customary shaking of her head at Taylor's predicament, Taylor was soon standing in front of Emily's house carrying a small overnight bag, which...
Taylor quickly made his way back to Emily's room where he removed all the cotton balls from his toes and he and Emily took turns peeling their mud masks off. Taylor scrutinized his face in the mirror as he checked for any remaining bits of mask. "Look at that! We're glowing!" Emily smiled as she put her arm around Taylor. Taylor didn't know enough about skincare to dispute her claim. Once they were done, Emily put on some pop music and pulled out her laptop. Motioning for Taylor to...
My friend Jimmy and I were riding our bikes out of town to a creek where we liked to fish. We were finally out of school for the summer and all of our parents worked, giving us all the time in the world to fish.When we got there we were disappointed to see someone else there fishing already. As we approached we realized that it was a lady and that she was wearing a pair of cut off blue jean shorts that showed the bottom of her butt cheeks and a cut off T-shirt. As we got closer she heard us and...
In an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...
First TimeA tall slender girl, she couldn't have been much over 18 or 19. Her faded blue hip hugger shorts showed off her narrow waist. Wide hips told me she was blossoming into a well-developed woman. I admired the long, slender legs and the curve of her thighs. I could just make out the crease that separated her butt cheeks from her legs in the frayed bottoms of her short shorts. Her shoes were the clunky-heeled strap-on things that girls wear these days with no socks. She did a quick skip and some...
I want to thank my friend and editor Jim for everything he’s done for me and for sticking by me as I wrote this. - - - - “Can't we at least talk about this?” I continued to look into the mirror and scrub the makeup off my face with a thick terry cloth washcloth. I also made a point to shoot my husband a disgusted look. We HAD been talking about it, for the last two hours, and he wouldn't let it go. He continued. "I saw some really fucked-up shit this morning and it's been messing...
Dressed in the underwear that she'd slept in, a white vest and a little pair of pink Disney panties with Minnie Mouse on, she looked as cute as ever. The panties were a size or two too small and cut a tight fit on her petite figure, especially snug around her bubbly little ass. You wouldn't believe to look at it from behind that she's the age she is. She ran up to me and I squatted down to her height so we could hug tightly, our bodies pressed snugly together. I held my little girl...
Dressed in the underwear that she'd slept in, a white vest and a little pair of pink Disney panties with Minnie Mouse on, she looked as cute as ever. The panties were a size or two too small and cut a tight fit on her petite figure, especially snug around her bubbly little ass. You wouldn't believe to look at it from behind that she's the age she is. She ran up to me and I squatted down to her height so we could hug tightly, our bodies pressed snugly together. I held my little girl...
-Doctor Faustus, Act V, Scene I *** "What do you mean you've never even kissed a girl?" Jordan said, stopping short and turning around, shining his flashlight right into Miles’ face. Miles stumbled and caught himself on the lowest branch of a nearby tree. "Just what I said," he replied, shaking his hand. The bark had scratched him. Jordan cocked his head and looked at him out the corner of his eye. "How old are you?" "You know I'm 18.” "Yeah, I know that. I...
The charges against her were trumped up. She knew it, the judge and jury knew it, hell the whole town knew it. The trial was a farce from the very beginning, with the prosecutors showing mounds of clearly falsified evidence of her accused crimes. Her lawyer somehow managed to fail to debunk a single one of the charges or even a sole piece of evidence, despite the gaping holes in the prosecution's case. She thought it was too good to be true that this well-respected attorney would...
It all started when I was sixteen fun right? horomones pumping, partying with my friends, girls everywhere and not one was intersted in me.It wasn't from lack of trying I'll tell you that, I'd ask out some one about every week and each time they'd make some lame excuse to make me leave.I have an average build I only weighed 160 and have short spikey blond hair and gray eyes,I looked good.but for some reason the female high school community decided I was undateable,then one day I was going...
I was 17 at the time, on that hot summer day. School was out and my backyard pool was just right for a swim. I changed into my thong, went outback and dove in. I've raised Butch for about five years. He's a golden yellow dog, I’m not sure what breed he is. He was so small as a pup, but now he is almost my size. When I moved out of the house, I made sure he came with me, we are very close. I was always the one to take him on walks, or play with him in the backyard. Today was no...
On the drive down to the cabin I recieved a phone call from my older sister Mary looking to get away for the weekend and wanted to know if she could crash at the cabin. I told her that I was on my way there now and as long as she could put up with me she was welcome to hang out for the weekend. When I got there Mary was already there and looking rather impatient. "Well it's about time you showed up. Hurry up and open the door. I've got to pee." "Yeah, yeah keep you're pant's on...
It’s a hot day out in the city and the streets are empty.I’m walking around and looking for some board-shorts so I can join everyone on the beach and relax in the surf! While I’m browsing I decide to hit a bar and get a cold beer, just to sooth my thirst. While I enter the bar i immediately spot a girl sitting all alone and is just melting away due to the heat. A beautiful long curly haired brunette. I sit at the bar and order my drink and within seconds i am served a nice and cold glass of...
I hate camping. For thousands of years mankind lived in caves and mud huts. They hated it so much that they spent their time inventing bricks and mortar and running water and electricity. So every summer my parents dragged us off to spend a week in a rain soaked mud field for what they called a ‘holiday’. For craft folk, camping is a necessary evil. Anywhere that is far enough from prying eyes is even further from running water, electricity and sewers. By the time we arrived it was late...
It was the top of the ninth inning, two strikes, two outs and the home team was winning again. I stood up from my seat behind home plate and watched intently as my boyfriend readied to throw his next pitch. Through the distance, I could see the look of determination on his face as he studied the catcher’s signals. I bit my lip as he made the throw. In an instant, the pitch was made. His amazing speed and accuracy ended the game as the umpire signaled strike three. The game itself was over. But...
The twenty-third of June, the day before Saint John's Day: Midsummer's Eve. I was in Cornwall for an old friend's housewarming. It was only midday and the party wasn't due to begin until eight that evening. I had time to kill. I decided to go to the beach and take a look at the ocean.Just by the way they walked together, man and woman hand in hand, I knew fate had dealt them the best possible of hands. I'd always considered such people as living on borrowed time, their youth and beauty like a...
Group SexIt was the summer of 1977. Kelly and I had finished our Junior year of high school. We attended a party the previous summer where we both got very drunk and high to boot. One thing led to another and we both had sex with other people at the party. For sixteen-year-olds that was a lot of mental baggage to deal with (at least back then, these days it seems like every teenager is living the life of a porn star.)However, as Kelly and I dealt with it a couple of things became very, very clear. One,...
TeenSam Puckett woke up around 3am that morning and elbowed Freddie in the stomach waking him up."What? What? What is it?" He asked."Do you think I will ever be able to have k**s?" She asked softly."Sure. Someday." He told her, still half asl*ep."Remember what the doctors said?" She asked.Freddie knew that Sam had another nightmare. Since the miscarriage, she had this recurring dream about not being able to ever have k**s and it bothered her. Plus with the doctors saying that there was a good...
When Carly arrived at the Groovy Smoothie, Melanie was already there, waiting on her."I see you got my text." Carly shyly said as she sat down at the table where Mel was sitting."Yeah." Mel replied with a smile as she nervously shifted her weight in her chair."So about last night." Carly started. "It was great." She whispered. "It was the best night of my entire life."It was the words that Melanie had been wanting to hear but she could sense that "but" coming next."But I'm so confused." Carly...
Sam had text Freddie to find out where he was. He replied back to say he was in the old iCarly studio. He had went there in time to meet Carly as she was leaving the building and spoke briefly with her before going on up to talk to Spencer. But Spencer was getting ready to go out on date with this girl he met at the museum so Freddie asked if he could hang around for a while. After he left for his date, Freddie walked on up to the studio and sat down on the blue bean bag chair.It had been...
Freddie and Sam both woke up about an hour later around 10am. Sam woke up because her phone was going crazy and Freddie woke up because Sam fell on top of him trying to get to her phone while she was still half asl*ep."What's going on?" He sl*epily asked as he rubbed his eyes.Sam groaned. "I have like a million text messages from both Carly and Mel." She said as she scrolled through her message directory."And?""They both want to talk to me.""I wonder what happened.""I have no idea but Carly...
As rain began to fall on the bedroom window that night, Carly Shay and Melanie Puckett both lay in bed looking at each other. They had made out on the couch until they heard Spencer unlocking the door. They quickly regained their composure and were sitting upright on the couch, appearing to be watching TV to the seemingly unsuspecting Spencer. Spencer knew though but didn't say anything, he could tell by the looks on their faces that they had come to an understanding in their little...
Carly Shay paced the floor between the couch and the table until she heard a knock at the door."It's open."When the door opened, Melanie stood in the frame."You wanted to see me?" She asked, without moving and while making a note in her head about how hot Carly looked in the blue jean skirt and white blouse she was wearing.Carly approached her. "Come in."Melanie slowly made her way inside the apartment. Carly shut the door behind her."So where is Spencer?" Melanie asked."He's down at the...
"What's up Carls?" Sam asked as she came into the door.Carly was sitting on the couch. She turned to face Sam and patted the couch where she wanted Sam to sit.Sam took a seat next to Carly."Mel keeps changing the subject to just making up some excuse and leaving whenever I try to talk to her about her and me." Carly blurted out."Oh." Sam said. "So?""So?" Carly asked as she quickly stood up. "Sam, I'm trying to talk to her about something serious.""Maybe Mel doesn't want to talk about it. Think...