IAN MEETS HIS DAUGHTER
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
Dr. Ian Tyler was a well known doctor from the east coast. He had married his high school sweetheart when he was in med school. While in med school the couple’s first and only child was born a girl they named Shannon .
Four months after the birth of their baby the couple splits up, Ian’s ex took their daughter to the west cost to be raised with the help of Shannon ’s new step dad.
Shortly after his marriage ends Dr. Tyler was invited to a party, hosted by his college roommate Don. Don Price had a thing for young girls, a man now in his early fifties Don has never seen anything wrong in taking a young girl of eighteen to his bed.
When his best friend needed a little fun and excitement in his life Don introduced his pal to the joys of a young girl’s body. Don invited Ian over one night for drinks and to watch football, Don started telling Ian about a girl that he had met online, and that she was on her way over. Ian thought nothing of until the young red head walked into Don’s apartment.
She looked to be no older then eighteen. She wore a red t-strap top and a blue jean mini skirt. She looked so young and fresh that Ian had to admit that his dick did get hard when he first saw her.
Don offered the girl something to drink, but she turned it down. Ian could not believe what he was seeing. Here was this pretty little white chick, standing in his best friend’s living room, and Don was about to fuck the hell out of her.
Ian never thought that he could be attracted to young girls until he saw Tammy. Ian went into the kitchen to get himself a beer, by the time he returned to the living room Tammy was out of her cloths and on her knees giving his buddy one of the best blow jobs he had ever seen.
Watching this girl seemed to have released a beast of lust in Ian.
Don’s cock was almost down Tammy’s throat, as Don’s fingers found her
tiny love hole. Laying on her back her lovely young body was in plain sight of
the young doctor.
Tammy’s soft white skin looked like supple lush silk; she trembled as Don’s big
black hands roamed her tight young body. Tammy had a thing for black men, this
love of black cock came alive a few months back, when she started fucking her
mother’s boyfriend.
Tammy moans in delight as two of Don’s fingers enter her little fuck hole.
Don had slipped between Tammy’s wide spread legs. Her sweet pussy lips had
unfolded and had welcomed his nine inch pleasured tool into her warm wet
Pussy. Ian watched as his old friend rammed his nearly nine inch cock into
Tammy’s tight young pussy. It had been months since Ian last fucked.
Fucking her for close to twenty minuses, it felt like Tammy’s pussy
had put a lock down on Don’s dick.
“That’s it baby fuck that pussy, oh yes baby fuck me, fuck that tight pink
pussy.”
Tammy cried.
It was raw sex that Ian was watching, and it was the most exciting thing he
had ever seen. Slamming his cock deep inside Tammy’s pussy, she let out a
piercing scream that echoed through Don’s small apartment.
“Hey buddy, you want some of this?” a breathless Don asked as he pulled
out of Tammy’s sopping wet hot pussy.
Ian hesitated for a moment, thinking about how hard he had worked to get
to this stage in his life. He was an up and coming doctor, with a bright
future ahead of him. The thought of fucking this sweet young thing was
certainly tempting, but was it worth the risk?
Tammy lay before him, with her big baby blue eyes and innocent smile, her
legs open, she was just waiting to be taking again. Ian quickly undressed,
Don handed him a condom. ‘Oh yeah, it is most definitely worth the risk.’ Ian
joined Tammy on the floor, in the middle of Don’s living room.
Don looked on as Ian slipped between the young girl’s legs.. Tammy arched her
back, welcoming her new lover. Tammy’s pussy was much tighter then Ian
first thought, as he pushed her small lips apart. Contact between Ina’s cock
and Tammy’s clit drove her crazy.
Slamming his rock hard cock into the young girl’s hot little hole proved
pleasurable. Ina picked up the pace as Tammy responded in kind by
rotating her hips, keeping time to Ian’s love making.
“Oh baby, that’s good, that’s good.” he started to moan as her pussy took his dick deeper and deeper.
Tammy was close to the edge of exploding, he had almost forgotten what it felt
like to have a hot little body beneath him, and the feel of a sweet young
girl’s on the edge of coming.
“Oh yes daddy, fuck my pussy, fuck your little girl’s pussy.” the young girl cried.
It was at that moment that Ian knew that his love for young girls would be
more then just a passing fancy. The fact that Tammy was begging for it was
one thing, but it seemed that she was begging her daddy to fuck her, now
that was a real turn on for Ian.
From that night on, Don and Ian stayed on the hunt for fresh young pussy.
This went on for years. However eighteen years later Shannon ’s mom drops
her off on her father’s door step, and she never looked back.
The last time Ian had seen his daughter was when she was just a few months
old. Shannon was now eighteen, and knew nothing about her father’s lust for
young girls. The first few weeks being back with her father seemed to go
well for Shannon; she was finally getting a chance to get to know her dad.
However having this young beautiful girl living in his house proved to be a
real challenge…It did not matter much to Ian that Shannon was his daughter,
and that he was having sexual fantasies about her. The one thing that he had
learned from Don Price was that it didn’t matter how or with whom he got it
from, pussy was pussy, and if you could get into some young girl’s panties,
that’s all that mattered.
One night after a very hard and trying day at the hospital, Ian came home to
find Shannon napping on the couch; she looked so beautiful laying there,
her soft brown skin looked so inviting as she stirred in her sleep.
She was wearing an old pair of cut off jeans, and a crisp white shirt, that was
tied under her tits, leaving plenty of space to show off her flat tummy, and
curvy hips.
Ian stood over his daughter, as lustful thoughts raced through his mind. He
wondered what her mouth tasted like, as he fantasized his tongue invading
her mouth. He could almost see himself ripping off that crispy white shirt,
exposing lovely young tits. He wondered what she would think if she knew
that all he wanted to do was get his hand inside those cut off jeans, and cop
a good feel of that young sweet pussy.
He was almost ready to give in to his dark desire when her whiskey brown eyes opened. She gives her father a warm smile, as she sat up on the couch, her hair was messed up, watch made her look ever sexier then before.
“Hi daddy, you’re home?” she said in that sweet young sexy voice, that he had come to adore.
“Yeah.” he said, as he quickly turned away, so she would not see the effect that
she was having on him.
Standing next to his oak brown desk pretending to sort though the mail that
had stacked up over five days, Ian tried to ignore the hardness that his baby
girl had caused.
Stretching, and trying to release the cob webs that had gathered from her
nap, Shannon joined her father at his antique desk; Ian could not help noticing
her
thick ass jiggled when she walked across the room. Just looking at the way
her shorts rode up the crack of her ass, almost sent Ian over the edge.
Lord he wanted to fuck this sweet little girl so badly, but how could he, she
was his baby girl. Ian didn’t understand how he could have such dirty
thoughts about his own daughter. Mornings were the worst time for him.
Ina would wake every morning with an undeliverable hard on, the only thing
Ian wanted was to buried his rock hard cock between the sweet pussy lips
of his sexy eighteen year old daughter, Shannon.
“Would you like something to eat daddy?” she ask as he plopped herself
on top of his desk.
The thought of ripping those shorts off, and taking a bite into her sweet
little love hole was surly a tempting thought. Upon hours of playing with
himself he often tried to picture what her pussy looked like, was it hairy,
or clean shaved. How big was her clit, and had she ever had a big dick in
her?
“No sweetie, I have to go back to the hospital, I just came home to grab a
quick shower” he said as ran upstairs in order to hide the hard on that she
had caused.
Ian went back to the hospital; however his mind was not on his work.
Instead thoughts of Shannon overtook every minute he was away from
her. It was around midnight when Ian retuned home; he had waited
until he was sure that Shannon had gone to bed. Walking upstairs he could
see that the lights were on, and the door to Shannon ’s room was
slightly opened. As he passed her room he heard a low moaning sound. The
sounds caught him off guard, because of its familiar tone. He had heard that
moan so many times; it’s the sound of a young girl making love.
Ian approached the door, giving it a slight shove and peering in he could
see his eighteen year old daughter riding the dick of his best friend, Don
Price.
“What the hell” Ian yelled, as a stunned Shannon slipped from her lover’s cock.
“Oh my god, daddy.” that’s all she could say as she covered her naked body.
“Don what the hell are you doing in my house, and with my baby girl?”
“Don’t dare get all self righteous with me old buddy, you seem to forget
that I know how much you love banging sweet young things yourself.”
“Yes, but this is my daughter, my little girl” Ian said, as Don gave him that
all knowing look.
“Oh come on Ian, are you really not going to stand here and tell me that you
have never thought about hitting this, not even once, in all the time she has
been living here, you have never wanted to stuff your cock into this sweet
little whore.
Ian never said a word, as he watched his best friend seduce his daughter 0214
again, by sliding his fingers in and out of Shannon ’s young ripe pussy.
She didn’t seem to mind the fact that her father was looking on, while
his best friend was giving her a good finger fuck.
“Is it true daddy, do you want to fuck my pussy? Shannon asked as Don continued stroking her hairless pussy.
“Let me tell you something pal, you really don’t know what you’re
missing, this little girl is a fire cracker in bed. Hell man the first time
she called me to come over, she told she was worried about you, that
you was working too hard, and she needed someone to talk to about
it” Don said as Ian took a seat on Shannon’s bed..
“What did you do?”
“Well my friend I came running over here expecting to see this sad, distraught
little girl. I knocked on the door, when I didn’t get an answer, I remembered
the spare key that you gave me, and so I used it to let myself in. When I walked
in I called out Shannon ’s name. When I didn’t get an answer I started to
search the house. I looked everywhere, until I got around to Shannon ’s
bedroom. When I opened to door I was surprise to fine her lying across her
Bed, naked..
A stunned look settled in Ian’s eyes as he looked at his beautiful young
daughter. Could he have been wrong all this time? The thought of
another man tapping that ass, before him, made his blood boil.
“Man I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, my best friend’s hot sexy young
daughter was willing and ready to give up her pussy, and I was the lucky
son of a bitch that was going to get it.
“Yeah and we both know your sorry black ass will never turn down free pussy.”
Ian sneered.
“You dam right, turning down free pussy is a sin where I come from.”
“But you’re my best friend, how could you do this to me.”
“Like I said I know how much young pussy you have gotten into over the years,
“Besides I did it for you.”
“What the hell do you mean you did it for me, are you telling me that you
stuck your dick into my baby girl’s pussy for me?” Ian scoffed.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. Man you really don’t know, do you?
A look of confusion over took his face, as he noticed Shannon still sitting on
her bed, still wrapped it the bed sheet she used to cover her beauty. Walking
over and standing before the young girl that he had dreamed about having.
“What do you have to say for yourself?
Shannon just sat there, head hug down and biting her bottom lip. She really
did not know what to say, or what he wanted to hear, for that matter.
“I’m sorry dad, but I didn’t know what else to do.” Shannon said
“What do, what does that mean, come on baby, and talk to daddy.”
Don Price spoke up. “Why waste time talking, why not show him what you
want.”
Shannon gave Don a wild eyed look, and decided he was right, why talk
when she could just show him what she wanted. Without one word she
stood up, letting the white sheet that hid her treasures tumble to the floor.
Ian’s eyes wide with excitement, as his dick followed suit. Walking towards
him, Ian tried to turn and walk away but the sight of her beautiful naked
body would not let him.
Standing face to face Ina took his naked daughter in his arms. Their brown
skin mixing together made for a beautiful erotica moment. Their eyes met as
Ian caressed her cheek with his finger. He would have never dreamed that
she would have wanted him, just as much as he wanted her. Not a word was
exchanged between father and daughter. Shannon helped Ian undress, she lead him
over to her bed, lying down and spreading her legs, she left very little doubt
about what she wanted.
“You can have me if you want.” she said.
Ian licked his lips, took a deep breath and joined Shannon in bed. She was so
soft and sweet as he caressed her honey brown shin, pulling her legs apart
Ian covered her mouth with his. The first sweet kiss that father and daughter
shared shook both of them to their core.
His hands knew no boundary, with every touch Shannon found pleasure in
her father’s touch. Ian’s hands found nothing but pleasure as he explored
her young body. Shannon ’s slim thighs, and firm upright tits, with hard
brown nipples proved to be a powerful combination. Her smooth hairless
pussy with swollen pussy lips, made his mouth water with desire.
Sliding between her legs, Ian could feel his heart pounding so hard, as he
looked into her whiskey brown eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
The look in her eyes, and that sweet innocent smile, told her dad everything
he needed to know. She felt so dam good as his hard stiff dick slowly cascaded
down her flat tummy, as the two continued to share kisses.
As his hard dick continued to move closer to the paradise he sought, Ian closed his eyes and prayed for forgiveness. “God please forgive me for what I am about to do” he said as his cock found the opening of her pleasure box.
Ina pushed his big black cock against her tight pussy, as he took one of her young hard nipples in his mouth. Shannon ’s fuck hole was so tight, he was afraid that he might not be able to penetrate her sweet little core.
“Man, just get on with it; you’re not going to hurt that little whore, as many dicks as she has already had.” Ian heard his best friend say, as he looked on.
Ian started to push his cock head in, easing it slowly into her little fuck hole. Shannon let out a whimper, as she felt her pussy lips unfold, welcoming her father’s eight inch cock into her love hole.
Once he was sure that she could handle all eight inches of his pleasure tool, there was no holding back. Ian drove into her little fuck hole; slamming in and out, in a pile driver fashion, fucking his eighteen year old daughter to pure ecstasy.
Shannon was certainty on the edge of exploding; she had never been pushed to the edge like this before. All her other lovers, including her stepfather never took her past the edge of an erotic abyss.
Constantly slamming in an out of his daughter’s young wet pussy, Ian
never felt more alive. He had plenty of good young pussy in the
past, but nothing like this, her pussy felt perfect.
“Hey buddy, how about sharing that sweet little pussy with your old pal?”
Ian heard Don
Never letting up on his assault on Shannon ’s pussy Ina made his wishes real
clear. “Don get the fuck out of my house.”
“Hay what gives, I have shared just about ever piece of ass with you for the
Past ten years, and now you want cut me out” Don bellowed.
Pulling out of Shannon , Ian turned his attention to his old and up until now
a trusted friend. “You knew man how much I wanted her, how much I
wanted to be her first. Yet you never said a word about fucking her
yourself” a furious Ian said.
“Dad, please don’t be mad at Uncle Don, he really helped me.”
“No baby, it was more like he helped himself.” Ian corrected Shannon .
“Well if that’s true, then that whore certainty didn’t mind, did you baby?”
Don said as he slipped his hand between her legs, to get a good last feel.
Ina gripped his friend and shoved to him the floor. “I told you to get the fuck
out
of my house.” Ian said as he threw Don’s clothes in his face.
“Yeah ok man I’m going, you can have this bitch, I know where I can always
get me some younger, sweeter stuff.” Don said as he slammed Shannon ’s
bed room door behind him.
“Daddy I’m sorry that you are so mad at Uncle Don and me.”
“Oh no baby I’m not mad at you, I love my sweet baby girl.” Ina said as he
slid back between her legs.
The look on her sweet honey tan face as her father began to eat her pussy for
the first time was priceless.
“Have you ever had your pussy eaten?” Ian asked as he opened her small lips.
Shannon gave her father a sweet smile, “No” she said as she braced herself
for the onslaught of her father’s tongue. Shannon gave a low moan, and
arched her back, and welcomed Ian’s smooth tongue as it entered her sweet love
hole.
“Oh God daddy, oh God that feels so good.”
With Ian’s nose and mouth buried deep inside his daughter’s pussy the
aroma and taste of her sweet young pussy made his blood boil and his
heart race. He had never had pussy this good, both in taste and texture. The two
carried on their affair for more than ten years…
The end
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Fantasy & Sci-Fi“Never too busy for you Rhianna. Do you want to come round?” “Yes please”, I could hear the smile in her voice, “I can't stop thinking about last week. It was so horny. And loving! You were so gentle with me. I loved it. Do you want to know what I loved best?” “Ooh Yes. Was it the boobs or the Bum?” “Neither. It was sleeping with you. It was so warm and cuddly. I woke up a couple of times to check if it was a dream. I watched you sleeping. I love you!” “ That's not the general idea....
I met him in Sweet Temptations. I didn't know where my friend was. She ditched me and left me drinking strawberry tequila. I was watching others dance then head to the sex rooms. I was curious as to what happened back there. I noticed him staring at me from across the room and he blushed and looked away when he realized he'd been caught. I walked over and introduced myself. "Hi. I'm Bianca. What's your name?" "I-I-I'm Diamico. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare. Would you like to dance?" "Sure."...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe search for meaning and truth is integral to developing a cohesive society full of happy and healthy citizens. Yet, despite many thousands of years of research by scientists and monks alike, we haven't come much closer to objective reality.Berries < Apples < MelonsHowever, we have been able to pluck several fruits from the tree of knowledge. Many of these lay in the realm of science, and I am no scientist. I am but a man with an unrelenting boner and access to unlimited amounts of...
Twitter Porn AccountsIf I had not seen the letter in Julianna’s own handwriting, I would never have believed it. Perhaps there was a side to her that I had never seen, just as she had been oblivious to my obsession with female domination. I re-read the line where Julianna wrote, “I shall take this opportunity to explore my fantasies, too,” and wondered what she had in mind. I began to tremble when I considered her declaration, “Perhaps you will come to renounce your fantasies once you have experienced the severity...
FetishLucian, Chapter Two. Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves - a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn't an oak, surely - there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast...
I awoke with a foot grinding in my face. Julianna was standing above me and smiling down at me. She was still nude. "Wake up, slave," she chirped, "You've got breakfast to cook." She kicked the blanket off me. The smile left her face and her eyes narrowed. "What's this?” she asked, pointing her big toe to the dried cum on the blanket. "I--I couldn't help it," I stuttered, "I was so horny. I needed relief." Julianna was genuinely angry. "Get on your knees, NOW!" she ordered. I obeyed. She put...
FetishLucian, Chapter Nine. Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling...
Lucian, Chapter Six. Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension - they're like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton's Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet...
God walked into the room and he looked pissed. I didn't know what to do so I hid behind Diamico. He walked closer to me and stopped in front of us. I was terrified and I didn't want to find out the cause of the visit. He reached out, grabbed Diamico and then flew away from the house. Teaere flew after them in a panic. Everyone else, myself included, sat there too afraid to move. I turned to look at them and as I was turning, I blacked back out. When I came to, I was in a dark room. I thought I...
Fantasy & Sci-FiDear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. Lucian, Chapter One. The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark,...
Lucian, Chapter Five. Spring arrived at Norton's Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen - the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load...
Lucian, Chapter Four. What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be...
Lucian, Chapter Three. A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines - even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real - though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious...
Lucian, Chapter Seven. A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines' second autumn there and he had changed a...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers’ flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington’s Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling circus didn’t seem to notice. Aloof...
Lucian, Chapter Ten. How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he'd never been there; he...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn’t that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves – a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn’t an oak, surely – there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast lawn to the school building. “So...
Lucian, Chapter Eight. Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable - from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she'd...
Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension – they’re like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton’s Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet and celebrate. And it was the first...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn’t stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be the ones that raped him. Maybe...
Julianna and I have been married almost 18 years. I am rather average looking by anyone's standards and consider myself the luckiest man in the world. My wife exercises almost everyday and her body is firmer and tighter, now, than it was when I met first her. She is 5' 8 1/2"tall, weighs about 110 pounds, and has an awe-inspiring 38DDD-21-34 figure. Julianna has a strikingly beautiful face, brown eyes, a great tan, and long blonde hair. Nature had blessed her with a beautiful pair of size-7...
FetishHow to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he’d never been there; he didn’t even know it existed. But...
(Please note: I wrote this as a romance between two women who became lovers, not a hot sexual romp. If your looking for such a story, I’m sure there are many here on the LIT site.) I was traveling alone some where between Sacramento and hell, after picking up my 2010, ice blue convertible BMW Z4, at the dealership. I was driving back home to Virginia City, Nevada, in hopes of a fantastic night with my lover. She and I had been together a few years, and with my career in full swing, I wanted to...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine – to choke his throat. “It’s okay,” a girl’s voice whispered. October found its way to Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines’ second autumn there and he had changed a lot since the first one – physically as...
Why think you’re a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you’re a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable – from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she’d filled with white-and-yellow...
A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines – even in a world as weird as Norton’s Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real – though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious chores. There was the daily routine of getting...
Spring arrived at Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen – the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load that resisted two months of...
During the next week the treasure was moved from the treasure room to a vault at H. J. Hendley & Company, a company that specialized in storage and appraisal of collectable coins, gold and antique jewelry. I took no chances with the transfer and contracted an armored car service to make the actual move. The brief appearance of the armored car in the neighborhood was hardly noticed by our neighbors. Leo Hoskins proved to be a fount of knowledge concerning property law and more...
I waked over toward Kiana drop pieces of my armor as I approached her. I got to her I reached out put my arm around her waist and pulled her close. With her body close to mine I leaned in giving her a small peck on the lips each deeper then the last kissing her my lust took over one hand went to groping her ass the other to breast massaging her nipple as I fondle her heaving chest. I couldn't wait I started to strip her as I kissed her, first her shirt and bra then her pants and panties. her...
For all these years she had been fulfilling her duty as a wife and working mother, working in her Hong Kong office throughout the week and managing the home and her family on either side of the day. She was always busy, but somehow found the energy to keep going. Perhaps it was the gym sessions: the only time in the day she had time to herself, when she could even feel herself. Weights, Zumba, stretching - this was the time when she could feel alive in her body, feel it all stretch and push,...
For all these years she had been fulfilling her duty as a wife and working mother, working in her Hong Kong office throughout the week and managing the home and her family on either side of the day. She was always busy, but somehow found the energy to keep going. Perhaps it was the gym sessions: the only time in the day she had time to herself, when she could even feel herself. Weights, Zumba, stretching - this was the time when she could feel alive in her body, feel it all stretch and push,...