Layla Redd
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Good morning, welcome to creative writing 101, I'm Professor Donlon. You're here because you have aspirations, you want to be a successful, published author. Many of you believe you have the talent to be an acclaimed novelist. I'm here because I'd like to see you achieve those objectives."Looking at the professor I could think of many objectives I'd like to achieve with him. My radar never failed me. An older, intelligent man who wanted to teach me things I didn't know, that could be more than...
Good morning, welcome to creative writing 101, I’m Professor Donlon. You’re here because you have aspirations, you want to be a successful, published author. Many of you believe you have the talent to be an acclaimed novelist. I’m here because I’d like to see you achieve those objectives.’ Looking at the professor I could think of many objectives I’d like to achieve with him. My radar never failed me. An older, intelligent man who wanted to teach me things I didn’t know, that could be more...
Early that chilly morning, Kevin Hamm decided to check his video message app while waiting on the bus for work. The six-foot-one-inch, solid husky built brown-skinned brother went brick hard as he watched the vixen on the screen shake her round and ample bubble butt. The angelic voice called out, “Don’t you just love this tight pretty juicy ass, Daddy Superman? It’s all yours. Bend me over and fuck me deep just like a real bitch! Your little naughty bitch. All yours.”Kevin sent back a text...
Layla was a young stay at home mother. Her fiance Nathan was a succesful manager for a busy airline and worked just about all day every day. Layla and Nathan had a very loving relationship but she felt like something was missing, some thing hasnt been right for a while now. There was no romance, there was no excitement. Sex for them was the same every time and between his busy schedule and their daughter sleeping with them all of the time, it wasnt often that they had a moment to be intimate...
EroticA Series of Short StoriesbyJenni GeeLAYLA CALLSI almost leap out of the chair at the sound of the door chime; who the hell can this be? Stuffing my cock back into my pants and the Playboy magazine under the cushions I make for the door. "Hi ya Mark, Nichole in?" It’s Layla one of my wife’s many female friends. I’m sure that Nichole had told her friends that she would be away for a week. "Erm... well..." I stuttered "Don’t I get to come in?" Layla looks past me into the living room. "You got a...
Straight Sex“Go answer the door and find out”, she said. I asked if I should dress first, but her eyes told me no. Walking to the door with high anticipation, my mind raced at what was in store for me. Layla stopped me, told me told me to close my eyes and open the door. I looked her in the eyes, with my hand on the knob, closed them and opened the door. I was pushed into the room, told by a female’s voice to keep my eyes shut, if I knew what was good for me. Her hands kept pushing into my chest and I...
EroticOne morning Layla was going out for a walk. Her neighbor Calvin gets up every morning like clock work, and Layla wasnt going to miss a chance to have her whistle at her and check her from head to toe. Layla wasnt used to getting attention from any one but her fiance, and even these days that was coming in moderation that was unacceptable. So she put on her cutest pair of short running shorts and sports bra tank top, grabbed her ipod and headed out the door to stretch about 5 minutes before she...
MasturbationPrincess Layla Princess Layla Clara stared at her book.? What she was reading didn't matter because it was only a pastime activity.? The text seemed like only empty sentences because she was waiting for something.? In 20 minutes she would need to serve Layla, her princess.? Her one and only Princess. The Princess needs to go to bed early because she is still young and needs a lot of sleep.? Oh, how she admires Layla?s soft skin and her pretty sweet face.? There was no doubt that...
In high school I was quite popular and had a lot of friends. I danced and because of my dancing my ass was tight and round and all the boys could not keep their eyes off of it. My names Bailey, I have long brown curly hair, unique one brown eye and one green eye, i'm 5'6 and 115 pounds with full C breasts. As I was saying, I had lots of friends in high school but I had my best friend, Layla... Laya was so sexy. And everyone knew it, especially her. She's 5'8 120 pounds with sexy blonde hair and...
LesbianIt was a few years back when I noticed my 'interests' were getting more deviant. At that time I met a girl, well, woman. She was just over 30, I was 23. Impressed by her confidence and looks I felt intimidated. Working in the same grocery store, there was no escaping this captivating creature. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a smile to die for. Her body was curvy, hips, tits and a round ass. A woman. Not like those girls I was used to.'Layla' and I had to work late most of the week. And in our talks...
“He dumped me because he found someone else, he said its cause I’m fat and ugly and she’s beautiful” I was shocked at this, Layla wasn’t the skinniest of people, she was curvaceous but nowhere near fat. She was also gorgeous, she had such a cute, innocent face and bright blue eyes that made her look angelic. She had long blonde hair that had a natural wave to it, which was shockingly different to my straight brunette hair and dark eyes. “Hes an idiot, your absolutely gorgeous!” She didn’t...
When I was in my twenties in the late 1970's I started working in London and soon discovered the delights of adult cinemas. In those days there were about twenty, mostly in Soho, but my favourite one was near City Road on the edge of the business area. I spent many hours sitting in the dark and wanking, always hoping that a couple would come in and allow us to watch them fucking or even better to let us join in. Unfortunately this was very rare. I had once been wanked off by a kind bespectacled...
When I was in my twenties in the late 1970's I started working in London and soon discovered the delights of adult cinemas. In those days there were about twenty, mostly in Soho, but my favourite one was near City Road on the edge of the business area. I spent many hours sitting in the dark and wanking, always hoping that a couple would come in and allow us to watch them fucking or even better to let us join in. Unfortunately this was very rare. I had once been wanked off by a kind bespectacled...
A Series of Short Stories by Jenni Gee LAYLA CALLS I almost leap out of the chair at the sound of the door chime, who the hell can this be? Stuffing my cock back into my pants and the Playboy magazine under the cushions I make for the door. ‘Hi ya Mark, Nichole in?’ It’s Layla one of my wife’s many female friends. I’m sure that Nichole had told her friends that she would be away for a week. ‘Erm… well…’ I stuttered ‘Don’t I get to come in?’ Layla looks past me into the living room. ‘You...
Jeffery rubbed his throbbing member and plunged his fuck stick into the soft, fertile soil. He thrusted it deeper until he couldn't stand the burning sensation any longer...the grass must have been fertilized earlier. He rinsed off with the garden hose and his balls shriveled up like dehydrated prunes. He made his way over to the zucchini patch to indulge in his homosexual desires and savagely unrooted a thick bulging specimen of vegetable fuck and proceeded to ram it vigorously into his...
FetishThe cab door opens and out pops a sleek black umbrella. Layla can hear the pouring rain beating on the top of it as she pulls herself out of the cramped cab after a long day at work. She looks up gazing at her new apartment admiring its modern exterior before she quickly runs for the door almost forgetting about the downpour taking place around her. As she sprints for the door, her umbrella cutting through the wall of raindrops, she feels the puddles splash on her shoes soaking her medical...
The nights on the road get very lonely as a business traveller. Night after night of eating at restaurant after restaurant grows tiring. The comforts of home, being able to cook my own meals, using my own bathroom, sleeping in my own bed, most people take these things for granted. I long for them. On a trip to Illinois, I found myself in a small town. I was not aware of the size of town I was headed for, or what was in store for me there. Pulling into town the city limit sign stated the...
EroticGroping each other sexually all the way to the hotel had gotten both of us quite worked up. My cock was still stiff in my pants straining for release. I struggled to retrieve the key from my shirt pocket, not an easy task when you are being held as tightly as possible to her heaving chest. We enter my room; my personal items and dirty clothes were strewn all around, as I do not usually expect company in my room. Layla ripped off her jacket and mine in a flash. She jumped on me wrapping her legs...
EroticMorning came, and the memories of the night before flashed through my mind, as my first waking breath smelled her musky perfume mixed with the aromas of our sex. Her head was on my shoulder and her arm draped across my chest, both of us still in our birthday suits. Her heavy breathing told me that she was still in need of more sleep. I arose from the bed and headed for the shower. The hot water beaded down my skin, dripping off the end of my dick. I basked in it, slowly turning up the heat,...
EroticIn high school I was quite popular and had a lot of friends. I danced and because of my dancing my ass was tight and round and all the boys could not keep their eyes off of it. My names Bailey, I have long brown curly hair, unique one brown eye and one green eye, i’m 5’6 and 115 pounds with full C breasts. As I was saying, I had lots of friends in high school but I had my best friend, Layla… Laya was so sexy. And everyone knew it, especially her. She’s 5’8 120 pounds with sexy blonde hair and...
My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...
an hour later I was standing outside the cottage door in an ill-fitting grey girl scout uniform complete with hat, carrying a Tupperware box. The door opened: Mrs Robertson stood there. Up close she looked really attractive: perhaps a little younger than fifty after all, with large breasts, short hair done up in a bob and very white skin but with two lovely blushing cheeks. She wore a dressing gown: beneath I saw she was in lingerie but she pulled the robe together, folding her arms and looking...
Charlotte was a pretty, shy girl of about twenty: two years older than me. The older woman! I’d been entranced by her beauty since watching her win the hundred yard sprint on sports day. She had long, blonde hair, pale skin and willowy legs, but also incredibly large breasts. I only discovered this later – she had them strapped down when she was running. There were all sorts of rumours about Charlotte – that she wanted to be a boy, that she was having an affair with a local farmer, and so on....
Marnie was my age, eighteen, but looked a lot younger: she had barely any boobs, which I noticed when we showered after lacrosse. She didn’t have many hairs down below, either – just like me. Maybe that’s why we clicked: we both looked younger and more innocent than we really were. Because Marnie certainly was no innocent: one night I caught her in an empty classroom frigging herself as she looked at a lingerie catalogue. I closed the door and we never mentioned it again, but nor did I mention...
The following fantasy fiction is intended solely for ADULT ONLY personalenjoyment and only where local standards permit such content. Should you bein any way troubled by themes dealing with extreme torture and abuse pleasedo not read any further. Use of the "Faibhar" name any or all posted works for uses other than personalwithout the author's expressed permission is strongly discouraged. Thank you. Faibhar Layla's Judge Jury And Crucifixion The one good eye Brocchus had left glinted with...
It was Saturday night; the night usually reserved for their most erotic and exotic sexual adventures. They had gone out to their favorite local bar the previous night, as was their habit, where they drank and danced the night away. By the time they got home it was early morning. They pretty much passed out and just fell in bed. This had pretty much been their weekend habit for the eighteen months they had been living together.Life in their small town, Stuttsville, did not offer much except...
Straight SexShining like a diamond in those hot spot lights. She gleamed from the sweat and the abundance of body glitter. White teeth sparkled from a ruby red mouth which is surrounded by golden brown skin. Catcall’s, whistles, clapping, and cheering seemed like a blur of noise and excitement. She stood there, arms outstretched, reaching for the sky, chest heaving from her performance. She finally made it, after all the years and hard times she had finally made it. She thought to herself, ‘Not bad Layla,...
There were three things that set Bryan apart from other well-liked and decent young men who populated the two-year old Principality of Layland. The most noticeable was his great wealth. He had become a billionaire a few times over and it happened nearly overnight. His good fortune emerged from a bad decision. You see, a shyster real estate man knew Bryan had a little money and he lied about mineral and oil reserves under Layland Acres and he told Bryan if he purchased the property immediately...
Fetish**This story is pure Fiction & isn't True!**Baby Sitting!8yr old girl “lay lay” Comes downstairs after putting pj’s on! (shes only wearing her pj top & nickers) as lay lay jump across sofa her skinny legs wide open 4 few secs! “Revealing a hairless pink pussy!” covered only by thin cotton fabric! Sitting next to me on sofa with her legs across mine her smooth legs & cute white ankle socks! As she wriggled around her legs rubbing between mine & my hands resting against her legs...
There were three things that set Bryan apart from other well-liked and decent young men who populated the two-year old Principality of Layland. The most noticeable was his great wealth. He had become a billionaire a few times over and it happened nearly overnight. His good fortune emerged from a bad decision. You see, a shyster real estate man knew Bryan had some money and he lied about mineral and oil reserves under Layland Acres and he told Bryan if he purchased the property immediately for...
Laylah looked at the ticket she held in her hands, the bus wouldn't be leaving for another hour. "Just my luck, oh well." She sighed, as she placed her luggage in line with the rest of the people waiting to go into Canada. She always thought it odd that you had to stake your place in line quite early if you wanted a decent place to sit on the bus. Laylah really did not want to sit near the back, like on her trip to Chicago; she found that out the hard way. The stench emanating from the...
Laylah felt someone lightly shake her shoulder, and she snapped quickly out of the slumber that had over taken her. "Ma'am. It's time to get off the bus." the older lady had said. The sudden fluttering of her heart took Laylah a little by surprise as she quickly got out of her seat and proceeded to retrieve her things from behind the stretch rubber band-like overhead compartment. The impeding moistness of her nervous hands made it just a second difficult to retrieve her bag, but she...
The smell of freshly roasting coffee gently stirred Laylah from her sleep. With a stretch and a yawn, she stood up from the futon and made her way to the door. "I am so sorry that I slept so late." Laylah stated as she opened the door and noticed that the sun had started to set. David warmly smiled as he poured a second cup of coffee and motioned for Laylah to join him at the table. "No problems at all, you are going to need your energy for tonite. Come sit down." David said, patting...
"Be sure to hold on tight." David called back to his passenger, as he pushed back the kick-stand of his motor bike with his foot. "Once I get this baby on the road, I am really going to open her up." Laylah tightened her grasp around David's waist. This had been her first time on a motorbike since she had left living with her father 3 years previous. His hair faintly smelled of the incense of his apartment, this made her smile. "Are you ready?" David asked, as he jump started the...
David did not make a comment as he unlocked the door to his townhouse. He quickly made his way into the hallway, allowed for Laylah to enter, and quickly shut the door again. "You know, "Laylah started, "I usually don't take two showers in one night, but it was quite chilly out. Do you mind?" "Not at all, go get warmed up." David motioned for Laylah to go upstairs. "I will warm us up some spiced wine. It should be ready when you are done." Laylah smiled as she went into the guest...
The sun rose early the next day. Hazy rays of morning light slowly crept up Laylah's body until it hit her in the face. Laylah squirmed beneath the sheets as she fought the urge to wake up. She turned to see if David was awake, he wasn't. She thought that this would be the perfect opportunity to get some exercise. Getting out of bed, Laylah walked over to David's side of the bed and gently kissed his forehead. She then went to the downstairs bedroom to change into her jog suit. After...
Laylah hugged David's waist tight as they took off on his motorcycle. She was not as apprehensive about where they were going this time; it was daylight, after all. David had not said much about where they were going other than it was a place called the Hermitage. Laylah had heard David talk about this place when they were chatting online. It was a place of ruins and supposedly great epicenter of spiritual activity. The ride was a relatively smooth one. The crisp air was refreshing, the...
"That was quite an experience." Laylah mentioned as she grabbed a couple of wine glasses from the cabinet above the stove. David smiled as he sat in the living room rolling a joint. Everything was going perfect. They had had a great time out that day, and they were just about to wind down the evening, or so Laylah thought. "Hmmm, the weed smells great." Laylah smiled as she handed David a glass of wine and sat next to him, smiling. "It should. It's some of that BC bud that everyone...
Laylah opened her eyes slowly, but could not see a thing through the pitch black that surrounded her. As she became more alert, her head began to throb. It took her only a moment to realize that she was tied to a table. She tried calling out, but her cried were muffled by the gag that was in her mouth. Warm tears began flowing down Laylah's face as the uncertainty of what was happening began to frighten her. A door creaked toward the end of the room. Laylah saw the flame of a candle float...
I started to implement my plan at a parent teacher conference. Why was I there? well I'm not a parent, so I bet you can figure it out. And this is how it went... Melisa Teal had requested an earlier slot, but I had to give her the last one of the night, 7:30, for everything to work out. "Welcome Melisa." I said shaking her hand briskly, "I'm Ms. Rogan, I'm so happy to finally meet you. Sorry it had to be so late." I lied. "could you wait in the hall a few minutes Emily?" I...
My wife noticed my energy level namely, sex drive had dropped off so she got me a gymnasium membership for my birthday. I was less than enthusiastic about it at first. But as time passed I got more accepting of the new situation. Beautiful young bodies working out around me kept my cock stirring as I watched their asses and tits bobbing up and down on the various pieces of equipment. To my amazement I was watching the guys as well as the ladies. Between mentally undressing the ladies I...
La corista capitulo 6 En otras noticias Esc?ndalo del v?deo que se hizo viral la semana pasada d?nde en una boda Carlos Castillo besa a una de las coristas a la fuerza ha escalado a algo m?s grave cuando en estos d?as una mujer que dice ser la corista subi? un v?deo ocultado su rostro y declarando que Carlos la forz? a tener relaciones antes del Show. -Despu?s de ver este v?deo espero que entiendan en la situaci?n tan grave que se encuentra la Carrera de Carlos- -A ver lo UNICO que quiero entender es: 1.- Co...
Hi all Iss readers, My name is Rohit and I live in Bangalore. I would like to reveal how I was fucked, Infact the first time I had sex with a Horny and a Matured Aunt who made my first time encounter a mind-boggling sex. I have a Aunt who had that Fuck-me look with tremendous breasts and fantastic ass, she would make every man turn around atleast twice to look at her …At that time I was 18 years old, I am tall and was very friendly with everyone, I had a Aunt who was 38 years old with 2...
IncestMy wife is a one beautiful lady. I mean in every way, sexy, beautiful, fun, smart, playful and a tease. And that's what caused our lives to change, her teasing. Do you get the idea that I love this gal. Well I do. At the time this "new adventure" got started, we had been married for seven years and life couldn't have been sweeter. Of all the great things about Peggy, my favorite, and I think hers, is our sex life. I mean it is a rare night that we miss a hot roll in our big bed, or on the...
The 8th prostitute I saw. I had contacted her in advance and asked if she did BBBJ with CIM, bare back blowjob with cum in mouth, as well as if she allowed photo and video. I was not interested in sex, just oral. She said she did, and I set up an appointment with her for the following day. This was what I had been craving, so I was really excited about it. And I had never taken photos or videotaped any sexual experience I had had, with escorts or otherwise, so I was really looking forward to...
Nikki Nuttz comes home to find that her husband is gone and he’s left the entire place a mess. Not happy about the situation, she begins to clean up, before she heads into her stepson’s room to find him jerking off to a porno magazine. Being the bored, horny, slut of a housewife that she is, she takes the opportunity to finish what her stepson started, sucking him off and letting him fuck her in the ass. As he’s balls deep in her asshole, the two are interrupted by her driver, who happens to...
xmoviesforyou‘I have no idea what to call you,’ Anna said. Her voice, soft and gentle, washed over me like a warm breeze. ‘Mrs. De Carlo seems a bit formal now …’ ‘Now that you came on my face?’ I suggested. Anna laughed. ‘I was going to say now that we are lovers, but ok, now that I came on your beautiful face.’ I blushed. ‘It’s Katherine,’ I said, ‘but my good friends call me Kat.’ ‘And do you consider me a good friend?’ ‘I am beginning to think of you as a lot more than just a good friend.’ There...
Your name is Jeremy Jones. You are an 18 year old male who was walking home from school when you come across a shining red rock on the ground. You pick it up off the ground and take it home with you. Going up to your bedroom you hold the rock in your hand and look at it while looking up what it might be on your laptop. You start typing away when a random ad with a hot female celebrity. "Man, I'd love to see her naked," you thought to yourself. After thinking that thought you feel the rock start...
"Every health society has a ceremony which marks an individual's transition from childhood to maturity. It can be a ritual like a Bar Mitzvah, a celebratory feast, or even a driver's license examination. In our new Arcadia, we propose a ceremony whereby the entire adult community welcomes a member into a life of loving promiscuity, with all its rights and privileges. It will be highly charged with sexuality, yet never violent or intimidating." —Alfonse Gregorio, from Return to...
I consider myself to be a very fortunate person, at the age of nineteen I own my own house. I inherited from my Uncle, along with an extensive library of erotic literature (most of it is simply porn) and what is probably one of the largest private collections of implements designed to cause pain. It is a nice house too, detached with three bedrooms, a living room, a dinning room and a kitchen to die for. It also has a good size study, which I have converted into a hobby room, you will find at...
Marilyn Perry lives contentedly in a "Haight" brownstone as the yuppies like call it, having managed to purchase it after a brief affair with one of the Microsoft wonder kids led her to buy cheap and sell high as it were. The Haight is a wonderful place for the adventurous with its many boutiques, galleries and eating establishments and Marilyn is surely that. It's 8:15 in the morning and she is looking out the picture window down Asbury Street past the house where members of The Grateful...
This is a story I wrote a while ago, there is a part two if anyone wants to read it!I am sitting at my desk, when the phone blips a new text. It simply says hurry…or I will start without U. I make my excuses and leave. I arrive at your apartment and knock on the door, not really knowing how sexy you will look. Had you started without me? You open the door. “That was quick,” you say. I look at you, wow you look fab, stockings, black bra and knickers with a loose grey sweater which is low enough...
Straight SexFrau Weber war erstaunt, meine Mom zu sehen, aber Mark um so mehr begeistert ?ber mein Outfit. Er strich mir ?ber die zart gl?nzenden Beine, w?hrend Mom sich mit Frau Weber in der K?che unterhielt. Als wir dann in der K?che ankamen, kr?hte er fr?hlich, "Ich will auch so einen Rock mit Falten. Und so glitzernde Beine." Ich verdrehte nur die Augen. Dann erinnerte ich Mark daran, dass seine Lieblingssendung lief. W?hrend er fasziniert dem sprechenden Schwamm zusah, erz?hlte ich den zwei Frauen, wa...
Lindsey and Meagan Part 1 Ever scene Lindsey and her friend Meagan were little they always loved video tapping one another doing silly things. As they got older those silly things started to change and become sexual. It started with just blowing kisses at the camera or shaking their little butts in bikinis. But once they turned 15 and started high school, things only got even more sexual. Meagan is 5'4 and no more then 100 lbs. Because she is a cheerleader her body is perfect. She has...
I was beginning to understand something about myself. Being bad turned me on. The best sex I ever had was when I was doing something wrong. That’s why I like sex with married men. Because it’s wrong. I also liked having sex with someone my ex-boyfriend knew and hated. If Jim knew I was letting William fuck me he would be so upset. Oh so wrong of me. William was a womanizer and just saw me as a sex object. All of the things a girl is supposed to avoid turned me on. When William pushed his cock...
There's nothing worse than two divorced guys sitting around watching television on a Saturday night. Lamar lost everything when his wife took everything he owned. All he had left after he got home from work that day was the car and the clothes he had on his back. I wasn't much better off. The only difference seemed to be in the bills that were left behind. In this department, I was the ultimate loser. Still I managed to get a tiny apartment behind an old house on the outskirts of town. When I...
The monk was shivering. It was a bright summer's day outside the small council room with the heat of mid-July scorching through its wide balcony. Beams of hash light lit all corners of the room yet still the novice appeared pale and near sickly blue. He spoke in such soft whispers that though Grandmaester Law demanded he speak up, he could only manage a quavering high pitch. "It was during Laud- during our usual morning service that the church bells tolled thrice. In the mainland, the bells...
GayI’m an average guy. When I was young I became very ill. The doctors had a difficult time keeping my temperature under control and it spiked to 108. When my parents were able to take me home, I was different. Something that made me who I was had disappeared. It terrified my parents and left me mystified. I was no longer interested in some old hobbies and new interests took their place. Friends that I thought I would have for life I felt no kinship for and I forged relationships with people I...