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Kali Kaluti Behen Bhai Ka Gora Lund

Hello doston aur bhabhiyon.Yeh baat 2 saal purani hain.Mera naam ashutosh hain ghar mein sab mujhe pyaar se ashu bulate h. Mere ghar mein char log hain. Mere dad 48, mom 46 main 18 aur meri badi behen 20. Hum patna ke rehnewale hain. Yeh kahani meri aur meri behen ki hain. Mere dad- name ramadheer singh mnc mein kaam karte h aur mahine mein ek-do baar aate hain. (rang gora) Mere mom- name kamini housewife 5 feet 3 inch rang saanwla h figure 36-28-38 unki chuchi bahut mast aur gand to kisi...

4 years ago

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Kali kalotee chaloo randi bahbi

Hi dosto its suresh from USA 27 year old a professional photo grapher, running my business in USA california living with my uncle and aunt from last 25 years they dont have any kid so they addopt me. This was happend when i was just 23, 4 years back. Mai india apni bhabi sa milna aeya huva tha. Bhabi ki shadee ko 2 saal ho chuka. Maina jab 1st time bhabi ko dekha to mai samja koe nokrani hai ghar ki bhabi ka figure 30 26 30 ka hayin kali kalotee saree hue gandee dakhna ko be dil nahi kar raha...

2 years ago

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kali didi ki kali chut

ek jaroori bat kahani churanewale bahut hain unake liye yeh batt plz apni sacchi kahaniya likhe nahi kisi ki kahni copy-paste kare agar sacha me aap iss ke chahnewale hain to plz asli kahaniya likhe jinhe padhkar sab readers ko maja aaye kyounki mujhe lagta hain ki kai kahaniya aisi hi churai hui hain maaf kijiye lekin plz apni sacchi kahaniya likhe To main ab kahani batata hu jo meri sacchi kahani hain kisi ki churai hui nahi hamare ghar main chacha chachi aur chacha ki ladki yani meri bahan...

2 years ago

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KALIS TEETH BRACELET

Kali's teeth braceletI am kneeling on a soft carpet, naked, my arms immobilized in a leather armbinder, Hooded and with mouth gagged with an inflatable gag. Ears plugged an heavy metal collar at my neck.Above a tripod in front of me with a camera to record the whole scene, Mistress Sonja is dressed with a long blackleather skirt and a black bustier. Her face hidden by a mask. A red mask of a smiling devil!! Even if almost all those who would have seen the videos perfectly knew who is hiding...

4 years ago

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KaliChapter 2 Gold Warning

THIS IS AN INBETWEEN STORY TO BRING IN A HUMAN TO HELP THE INDIAN GODS, POSSIBLY A PROLOGUE FOR THE ACTUAL KALI STORY Gold, I should have known better. I mean it’s one thing to mistakenly take it from one man’s claim, it is a far different thing from a god’s. Really, a god? You’d have thought that they would leave a warning or something. First off, I am Ryan Clint, gold prospector. Well, pretty much. I was trying a new find I had developed with satellite imaging in India. I had seen what...

3 years ago

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The Wolf with the Red Roses

The Wolf with the Red Roses, by Chloe Tzang© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. [Boy:] On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?[Girl:] Yes.[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the...

2 years ago

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My Wife Roses Birthday Surprise

Today was My Wifes birthday, and I had to go out and pick Roses present up this morning. Rose was awake chatting on the Internet all night when I left. While I was out getting her present she stayed home and was online all day. Rose was sitting down naked at the computer and surfing the web. She then went to a search engine and typed in k9 for dogs, as she had been talking about getting another pet. She thought she could do some research. She clicked on a couple of links until she came upon a...

3 years ago

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Roses are Red Spinach is Green

She started to cry, and I thought she was crying because she was happy. I tried to make a joke to get her to stop. ‘Gee, if I’d have known you were going to do that, I wouldn’t have asked you.’ ‘It’s not you. It’s me.’ ‘Well?’ ‘Well, what?’ ‘Will you marry me?’ Christa wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, then pulled a tissue from the box on the end table and blew her nose. She’d stopped sobbing, but her shoulders still shook and she wouldn’t look at me. ‘I told you I don’t know. I...

3 years ago

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Carpet of Roses

She looked down and smiled. Roses. She loved roses. But who would leave them at the door for her? She hadn’t heard from Billy since they broke up. Well she considered them broken up. She hadn’t heard from him from that stupid fight they had two weeks ago that had them both saying things she knew, or at least she thought she knew, they didn’t mean. They had both asked each other at the same time if the other one wanted to break up. No one really said a yes or no as a response. Just silence...

1 year ago

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My wifes roses

It has been several months since my wife and I had sex. Usually, our sex frequency was normal, two – three times a week, as the statistical average. We have been married for about nine years and had two young kids. But eight months ago, I was promoted as VP Sales, a job that is demanding long travels abroad. So, our intimacy and sex life took a dramatic decrease due my traveling. I spent most of the time outside the country, far away from her. During my trips away from home, as a normal man, I...

3 years ago

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The Roses in November

The Roses in November I watch him from the window of the north tower as he makes his way to me through the wilderness surrounding my keep. He is weary, this seeker with his rusted mail and sword smeared with the blood of the vines he has had to cut to keep from stumbling on the rocky path. He is no more than an ant struggling on the horizon at the moment, but I know that he is breathing heavily from the effort it takes to ascend this summit. I consider dispatching a bird to see where...

3 years ago

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Painting the Roses Red

Painting the Roses RedBy Beagle9690September 2008Shakespeare wrote: "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."When I first met her, she was Blanche, Blanche Rousseau. Until then, I assumed she was somewhat of a recluse and a spinster, living with and caring for her elderly father; at least that was the consensus of all of my neighbors. I was a confirmed bachelor of 40 and was quite content to mind my own business.I lived in the house next to her. The...

2 years ago

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White Roses in the Snow

Lisa arrived at the ski lodge just past 5 p.m. on Friday evening. The snow was falling at the rate of an inch every hour, and if it had not been for the 4-wheel drive Tahoe she had borrowed from her neighbor, she wouldn't have made it. With all the fresh new snow, this weekend promised to be an exciting one on the slopes. She looked around the large sitting room of the lodge. No Michael to be found. Michael was her boyfriend of 3 months. They met in the community college where they were both...

4 years ago

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Blue Roses Tattoo

Laurie flipped her cell phone closed and picked two orders off the kitchen delivery shelf. Ned, the short-order cook, peered at her from the other side of the shelf, clicked his lips, and gave her a leer and a wink. ‘Keep it in your pants,’ Laurie barked at him and turned toward the dining room. She knew she should have worn a bra today. It was hotter than a devil’s asshole back here, and her flimsy cotton blouse and skirt were plastered to her body. As she delivered the orders to a couple of...

4 years ago

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A Dozen Red Roses

Introduction: This is my first attempt at writing a story. Have enjoyed reading so many of the great stories on here, I decided to try my hand at writing one. Let me know what you all think and how I may improve. Hope to have more stories in the future. A Dozen Red Roses By Star Noble I had just stepped out of the shower when there was a knock on my door. I put on my bathrobe and went to open the door. To my surprise there he was with suitcase and a dozen of the most beautiful red roses I had...

1 year ago

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Four Roses Part 1

NOTE: This story is completely fictional! This all started when I was eighteen and just finishing my junior year at our local High School and my Sister was just starting Junior High School. We live with my Mother and Father. They were married when my Father was forty-two and my Mother was thirty-two. That’s ten years difference. I came along five years later. Dad was forty-seven and Mom was thirty-seven. POINT: My Father’s first wife died on their honeymoon when he was twenty-three. He was...

4 years ago

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Peach Yellow Roses

She glanced at the clock in the kitchen as she placed a bottle of Peter Michael Chardonnay in the refrigerator. It had to chilled just right. She wanted everything perfect. She checked the yellow and peach colored rose petals that were soaking in a covered bowl of peach scented oil. They were smelling delicious, she slid the bowl back in. As she passed the coffee table in the den, she picked up a vase of yellow and peach long stem roses and took them to the bathroom placing them on a rattan...

3 years ago

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Nine Roses

You have a date and you are excited, this is the perfect man. You met in the produce department at your local grocery store his name is JON. You have heard about such things but it has never happened to you. You will have to quit saying that, because now it has. You gave him your number over a row of Mangos hoping he would call. Your phone was ringing when you walked into the house. The week and a half that followed were like a dream. Your girlfriends are green with envy because he is so good...

2 years ago

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Roses Red Sapphires Blue

bruary 14. St. Valentine’s Day. Jonathan Ames laid the bouquet of red roses on the passenger seat of his car. He took off his suit jacket, checking (for the fourth time in the last ten minutes) the front pocket for the package he’d placed there, folded the jacket in half and hung it over the back of the seat. He spent a long moment convincing himself that the gift wouldn’t fall out before closing up and settling into the driver’s seat. He looked at himself for a minute in the rearview mirror:...

2 years ago

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A Dozen Red Roses

By Star Noble I had just stepped out of the shower when there was a knock on my door. I put on my bathrobe and went to open the door. To my surprise there he was with suitcase and a dozen of the most beautiful red roses I had ever seen before. I screamed as I opened the door as he yelled “Surprise” “What are you doing here” I said. He hugged me and said “I couldn’t stand being away from you anymore. So I got on the first flight I could find” “Oh god, you are such a romantic guy” I...

2 years ago

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Moons and Roses

I remember the first time our eyes caught each others. I was sitting at a bar, not paying attention at all to the majesty before me. Not in till I wondered what such a beautiful woman was doing in a piss smelling bar. Red roses crawled up her right arm like tree roots, permanently staining her skin. The left one plain and innocent from the needles touch. She wore a stringed red tank top, which had lace trim on the top and bottom ends. Long wavy onyx hair cover her pale shoulders She was on the...

3 years ago

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A Trail of Roses

They didn’t make love that morning. He left earlier than normal even though he was only working half a day. As she applied her makeup, she heard his car pull out of the drive. She stared into the mirror looking at her reflection wondering if she still attracted him. Time had been good to her. But still, something seemed different. His goodbye kiss was just a peck on the neck. His hands avoided her bare breasts still damp from the shower. ‘Perhaps he is having an affair’, she thought. Or maybe...

3 years ago

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Roses and a Massage

I knew he had something planned for me the minute I walked into the house, this last work day of a very long and trying week. The beginning of this particular weekend shows great promise. I drop my purse and keys to the table that stands just inside the front door before turning to close and lock the door of our house. A slight grin/smile crosses my lips as I spy the short, sheer, pink robe that I have never seen before, hanging on the inside of the door. The note is short, but I do as told....

3 years ago

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Days of Wine and Roses

We were walking near the shoreline along a sandy trail. It was summer and my family was staying at a rented house in a town on the Texas coast. Janie was a girl I met the first day we were there. She was short pixie of a raven haired girl. She was staying the next house over from us. She was the same age as me.This was the first summer after I started college and I was on vacation from school. So was she. Even though we were not twenty-one yet we had been able to get an older guy to buy us some...

4 years ago

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Teacup Roses Guitars A Bus Pass and A Mistaken Identity

TEACUP ROSES, GUITARS, A BUS PASS AND A MISTAKEN IDENTITY (A Danny Fairchild Story) by Bobbie Cabot This little interlude is set somewhere in the middle of the events of Chapter 8 of my still-unfinished story, "Danny." This does not materially contribute to that story, but is more like "a day in the life" type of story of the main character, Danny. This story can stand on its own somewhat, but it would be good to read Danny, unfinished though it is, to get a background on the story...

2 years ago

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Good Year For The Roses

My thanks go to LadyCibelle, and my friend SH for proofreading, sorting my foul-ups and editing this tale for me. But… well, I’ve been fiddling again, so there could be all kinds of cock-ups that have slipped in since they saw it last! As is not unusual for a DF story, there is no actual sex in this story. * * * * * God! That was a day to remember I can tell you! To all intents and purposes it was a normal Saturday evening dinner. Even young Rachel was there, staying with us for the...

2 years ago

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The Botanical Beauty Part IIISmelling the Roses

The Botanical Beauty: Part III—Smelling the Roses  There is one certainty in life and that is the essential uncertainty of our frail existence. No amount of “planning” can truly prepare one for the curve balls life tends to throw or what might be around the next corner. Sometimes our curve balls cross the plate bearing a name like “cancer” and sometimes they clip the corner with the moniker “love” or synonyms therefore. Unlike the batter who knows the ball is coming and can see it’s trajectory,...

4 years ago

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Good Year for the Roses

God! That was a day to remember I can tell you! To all intents and purposes it was a normal Saturday evening dinner. Even young Rachel was there, staying with us for the weekend, as she most often did. Oh, I suppose I'd better explain up front about Rachel being there. Rachel's mother, Andorra - who by the way, I'd never laid eyes on at the time — was a widow and she worked some pretty horrendous hours as a controller for a taxi company most every weekend. Otterley and Rachel had become...

2 years ago

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Hearts Roses

The flight home seemed to take forever. I had decided, with mixed emotions, to spend the first two weeks of February in New Orleans. Granted, I had to endure long lectures and endless role playing for a Certificate in Conflict Resolution but that was still better than enduring snow and mind numbing cold in Minnesota. But spending those 14 nights without Carol was another matter. We had been dating since last summer. We were very close friends and lovers and although we still lived in separate...

3 years ago

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Kali Sadi Me Mili Mast Bhabhi

Sab se pahle to me iss ko thanks kahunga ki usne meri pahli story ko publish kiya.Aur un sab logo ko bhi thanks kahunga jisne muje mail kiye he. Ab me apne bare me batata hu, mera name satish he aur me rajkot(gujarat) se hu.Sab kahate he me handsome hu.Meri age 22 he.Aur me bada sarmila hu.Aur meri body bhi achhi he kyuki me roj exercise karta hu.Agar kisiko mera sath chat karni ho muje pe mail kare. Ab me story pe ata hu.Kuch din pahle hi hamne hamara house renovation karvaya tha.Jiske sath...

3 years ago

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Kali Raat Mei Lal Chut

J kahani 2 sal pehle ki he. Ek raat mai apne tubewel pe light aane ki wait kar raha tha. Waha par me char pai par leta hua tha. Achanak meri aakh lag gai. Koi 11 ka tym hoga muje apne gaal pe kush mehsus hua. Me ek dum se utha or dekha mere samne ek ladki jiska nam Reena tha wo bethi thi. Reena hamare village ki ek khubsurat ladki thi.Uski age koi 20 sal ki hogi.Uska body size 34 28 36 hoga. Asal me wo apne boyfrnd se milne i thi. Unka hamare tubewell pe milne ka plan tha kyu k jaha pe charpai...

4 years ago

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Kali Ladki Ne Fudhi Di Aur Uski Maa Ne Pakad Liya

Mein Punjab ka rehne wala hu mera name Arman hain meri age 24 sal hight 5’9″ rang gora body athletic type sexy smile aur ache ghar ka hu mera lan 6 inch ka hain jo bilkul sach hain mere ghar me main, mere mummy, papa aur ek sister hain ek to main bahut ladla hu dusra main educated person hu study mein hamesha first aata tha aur pind ch sab mudya nalo handsome c mein sehar ch padta hota tha to meri setting ek dusre pind ki ladki ke sath thi wo bilkul v shoni nhi thi pta nhi maine kyo uske sath...

2 years ago

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Rumble Roses Gone Wild

"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Rumble Roses Competition! Tonight you will watch ten beautiful young ladies fight it out with each other for the chance to become Rumble Rose Champion. Here's how it's going to work. Each of the girls will fight each other once and then, the two with the lowest Win record will be disqualified. Then remaining eight will then proceed to a 3 Round Elimination-Style Tournament. The Winner will then go on to face our Rumble Rose Champion, Lady X." This promises...

2 years ago

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Sweets Champagne and Roses A Blindfold Fantasy

As you probably guessed from the title of this story, my name is Sweets. No, not really, but we will go with that for this story. I am a fairly typical northern girl from the suburbs of a major Midwestern city. I have long had a fantasy of being taken by a man whom I do not know and never see. In my fantasy, I am handcuffed, blindfolded, tied down and my body is ravaged by some stranger. My animal instincts are set free, sexual appetite is completely satisfied and I am pushed way beyond any...

1 year ago

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Roses are red2

-Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela‘s mouth before she realized what she was saying and hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. Nicolas wiped his mouth with a red-checked napkin and raised an eyebrow to indicate she should go on. "Think about it: The Big Bad Wolf meets Little Red Riding Hood in the forest and wants to eat her. So why not just eat Little Red then? Why bother running ahead and impersonating Grandma and...

1 year ago

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Scarlett Roses Part One

Scarlett waited anxiously for her boyfriend, Ryan, as she paced around the dorm room. She was nervous, knowing what would likely happen later that night. After all, it would be the first night that they had the room to themselves. Scarlett’s roommate, Amanda, was gone for the weekend visiting her parents. So, she expected that she and Ryan were going to finally have sex tonight. Scarlett was a virgin. She grew up in a small town and was raised by rather strict parents. She never even really had...

4 years ago

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Staid Roses and Other Poems

A DIFFERENT GAME Leafless bird passion Stemmed with veins If I touch you You may spread your phallic Wings and fly Pollinating another flower Than I When you unfold Your petals wet with dew I must be one with you Soft tickling elegance That deceives You make me want to believe Ambrosial stories of nectar Sweeter than mortals may sip Between their lips We are a storied creation Full of undiscovered species Cunts without lips Men with full, rounded hips But scientists...

2 years ago

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The Case of the Paper Roses a Michelle Hammer Mystery

Looking busy isn't as easy as you might think; especially when you're a janitor ... excuse me, Custodial Engineer. I was undercover at Mad Marvin's House 'O' Electronics because someone on staff was taking a five finger discount on various gadgets and falsifying the shipping manifests. I figured there had to be two or more people involved and one was in management. I decided to catch the actual thieves first and get them to rat off their accomplices. So here I was wearing a thrift shop...

4 years ago

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Oil of RosesChapter 4

Dr. Margo Wohler-Sapperstein. What a joke, Margo thought to herself. All her life she had been driven by the will of her parents, driven to achieve, to excel, to succeed, to exceed. Even now, even after their deaths, she felt their cold hands on her life, steering her future from beyond the grave. They hadn't lived to see her move away from the family practice she loved into cosmetic surgery. But they'd planned it. They hadn't lived to see her marry Benjamin in what could only be...

4 years ago

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Peach RosesChapter 14

Tay was home, it had been about a week since the accident and since Dee had walked out. Tay had still been in the hospital when he performed at the store. She knew from Jess's phone call that it had been a success. They had made tons of sales and got a lot of compliments from the customers that had come in. She hadn't left her house in four days, she couldn't bring herself to leave and face the outside world, she was too sad and lonely. Dee hadn't tried to talk to her or contact her at...

3 years ago

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The Girl With the Guns and Roses TattooChapter 2

There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that the building I entered across the street from my neat little villa was a house of ill repute. As soon as I went inside the door with a flashing neon sign that said "Open" and saw the tray on the table filled with condoms of all sizes I was certain this was an establishment for the ages-old pursuit of the elusive "tingle" rather than a muscle easing session of massage. It was the blonde with the huge tits from the balcony that greeted me and...

1 year ago

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The Four Roses Part 2

This story is completely fictional! When we left the “Four Roses” the club had become the “Five Roses And A Thorn” with the addition of my Sister and myself. As Part 1 concluded we were all settled into very happy, healthy relationships. And yes, Mom, Sis and I are still sleeping together and the degree of loving has not diminished. In fact it just seems to get better and better. Joyce’s and my is now seven and completely unaware of his mom and dad and Grandma’s activities. He is way to young...

2 years ago

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Dakotas Surprise Part 5 Thorns and Roses

You know, dear reader, this is not like an episode in the Star Wars saga where there is an opening crawl informing the moving goer what has been going on and getting them up to speed. Please, if you have not yet done so, go back and read the earlier parts. Special thanks to my reviewers, both to he who wishes to remain anonymous, and NaughtyDragon, who helped me slay many beastly errors. I am sure a few errors still exist, and those are all on me. If you would like to be on my team of...

4 years ago

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The Bed Of Roses Dgh

I was traveling with my grandfather through the little southern town. He asked me to bring him here so he could say his last goodbye to a very special friend. We drove down here from Michigan. I just graduated from college and was glad to get away for awhile. I've never been this far south before, being only twenty-four. Grandpa, now he was sixty-eight. He looked good for his age. He was widowed since my grandma passed away two years ago. He told me that she loved to come down here and spend a...

2 years ago

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The Bed of Roses DGH

Several authors are coming out with stories based on the song, ‘This Bed Of Rose’s.’ There are two main versions of this song, one by Tanya Tucker with the main character (other than Rose) being a young girl and a version by The Statler Brothers with the main character a young man. Having a choice of male or female for the main character offers many options for variations in the story line. The genesis of this story was an exchange of emails between Josephus and I and we decided it would be...

1 year ago

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Roses last day

Rose sat in the conservatory, it was late January and she was watching the last snow outside building against the fence. She knew in her heart that it was the last time she would watch snow. The thaw was forecast and she knew she would not see another English winter. She also knew our fun and games with him had ceased so her marks would fade, She sighed, picked up her pen and in her neat handwriting she began to write, after the first sentence she consulted the old paper she had shown us all...

3 years ago

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Of Roses and Lace

Today was just another ordinary day summer day for Leigh Tracey, hot, no work since she was a teacher she had the summer off to enjoy doing whatever she pleased. Her beloved rose bushes had been trimmed and watered, her washing of panties, bras and sheets hung on her line. Exhausted, she sat in the shade of her prized cherry tree and watched as the crisp white fabric fluttered in the cool breeze. Laying back in the soothing grass she closed her eyes. As the grass tickled he bare legs, she...

3 years ago

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The Book of DavidChapter 10 Falling Roses

SPRING (April 2003) "Uhm ... hmmm..." The low moan was guttural in tone and partially muffled. Fitting, since my dick was blocking her windpipe a bit. Maria's eyes fluttered as she seemingly wavered at the verge of unconsciousness before regaining control of her senses. Finally, my deflating cock slipped out of her mouth, followed by a line of semen that trickled down her chin. My eyes swiveled across the bed to Amber, who just grinned and shook her head in disbelief. I'd never seen a...

3 years ago

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Roses

Roses. They’re remarkable when you think about it. All across the world, people present them to the ones they most adore. Not as a mere gift, but as a tangible symbol of sincerest love. A cynic might call such a universal gift ‘uninspired’. After all, it’s common knowledge that the gesture is replicated millions of times across the world, every year. Yet the vast majority of people who receive these humble offerings will feel truly special in doing so. To hold one between your fingers is to...

3 years ago

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Raindrops on Roses

To the tune of "My Favorite Things" by Oscar Hammerstein II and Richard Rodgers This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Raindrops on Roses By Pretzelgirl Fresh pantyhoses and heels I can fit in Silk shiny slips that don't show when I'm sittin' Modest length black skirts that curve but don't cling These are a few of my favorite things. Nude-colored shapewear that firms while it girdles Hair gels, perfume smells, and lipstick...

1 year ago

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Silent Roses

Silent Roses My entire body shuddered and shook as the tip of the rose slowlyglided its way from my neck, between my quivering breasts, down my torso,stopping only to circle my belly button, then down further, pausing just abovethe dark, moist warmth that was screaming for attention. It then made its wayback, following the same trail it had taken down, ending as it traces my lips.I gently kiss it, smelling the sweet, light scent, smiling at the dark, eroticred colour, the way the petals...

2 years ago

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Dust Roses

The day had been long, hot, and dusty and Jake was ready for supper, some rest and even a beer if he could find one. Shimmering off in the distance he could see the town where he was planning to spend the night, the image dancing in the oppressive heat. His mouth was parched and he felt sorry for his animals as he was sure they had to be as thirsty as he was. As Jake entered town, his horses plodding down the main street, he was surprised at the lack of people moving around. Actually, it...

2 years ago

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No Anniversary Roses

By aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy. Mark and I have been working on ‘spicing up’ our love life. We were in the adult book store as usual on Friday evening. We have been renting DVDs for several months now and we try to find different sexual variations. Our first was different positions, and then we found we learned new positions in the DVDs we rented, some very interesting. We have watched bondage,...

2 years ago

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Dozen Red Roses Surprise

Her face started to tingle as she felt my warm breath and soft lips on her face. As I shut the door she went to the kitchen to place the roses in a vase asking me, "How long are you going to be here?" I replied "I don’t know. I only bought a one-way ticket." Her heart dropped as I said that. Could John be the one she thought? John had traveled hundreds of miles just to see her for the first time. How did she find such a sweet romantic guy like him? Could this be true love? As all of...

4 years ago

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The Botanical Beauty Part IIISmelling the Roses

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