Bridget The Story of a trained Slave
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I sank back into the large tub and let the hot water begin to soak my aches and pains away. I felt slightly hungry, not surprisingly after the exertion and stress, physical and mental, of the day. Fortunately, I was used to going long periods of time without feeding. I certainly had no intentions of attempting to do anything silly with my new friends. They had already seen me, recognized me for what I am, and yet accepted me for the person I had been, and would always be. No one finds too many friends like that. Not an ordinary mortal, certainly not a centuries old vampire.
I was tempted to kick my feet in the frothing bubbles. I was even more tempted to simply relax and let the soothing water lull me into sleep. After all, it wasn’t as though I was going to drown if my head slipped under the water. Not actually breathing does have its advantages. I spread my arms out in the huge tub and floated away.
My mind had drifted so far away into nothingness that I never heard anyone come into the bathroom. The first I knew was when the water level suddenly rose and I sensed someone in the tub with me. Someone warm. Someone who’s fingers were brushing both of my sides, dancing up over my stomach, gently touching the curves of my breasts. Someone who had four hands.
My eyes snapped open and I bolted upright in the tub, causing water to splash up and over the sides. Linda and Sue both laughed. Unbelieving, I looked back and forth from one to the other.
On my right was Linda. Her body was just as I had imagined it, wonderfully slender, graceful and with long legs to die for. Her breasts were small, although larger than mine and tipped with pink nipples. Through the shifting water I could see the dark triangle between her legs was neatly trimmed.
On my left, Sue was a complete contrast. Her body was fuller, more obviously strong while remaining feminine. Her larger breasts had large aureole with nipples shorter than Linda’s. Sparse blonde hair covered her pussy.
Linda leaned over and kissed me. Her lips were so warm on mine. ‘Squirm up a bit Bridget,’ she instructed. ‘Sue wants to scrub your back.’ She slipped around in front of me, a naughty light dancing in her eyes. Resting her back against the tub, she took my hands and scooted me towards her. ‘I, on the other hand, plan to scrub your front.’
Oh my god. I tried to make some intelligent remark, but could only croak as Sue slid behind me and kissed me on the side of my neck. I felt her full breasts press against my back. She leaned back slightly, until only her two stiff nipples were brushing against my skin. I felt a tingling sensation along my shoulders as she spread a cool gel along my back. Her palms began to rub in what I assumed was body wash.
Linda leaned forward, one hand holding a bath scrubber. Her legs slid under mine and she giggled slightly as my feet, floating in the water, brushed past her hips. She bent her own knees as she scooted herself closer to me. Her feet slipped under my bottom and the insides of my thighs touched her waist.
‘Body wash,’ she commanded as she held the scrubber over my shoulder. I felt Sue pause in her gentle massage of my back, and then begin again as Linda brought the sponge to me. She passed it along my right shoulder, moving it around and around as she brought it up to my neck. Her other hand went over my left shoulder and Sue’s hand there stopped for a moment. I felt their fingers intertwine for a long moment.
Then Sue had returned to rubbing my shoulders. Her strong fingers worked the bath gel into suds and covered every pore in them. If I had felt boneless before, the relaxation of my back muscles made me feel even more on the verge of falling asleep.
Linda, on the other hand, was making sure I did not fall asleep. After washing my neck, she went down my left shoulder. Without any hesitation she came back to her left. This time she was lower. This time she began to gently wash my breast. I gasped deeply as the yielding material moved in large lazy circles over my breast. Lacey frills on the edges of the wash tool scraped over my nipple, exciting it to stiffness.
With no expression on her calm face, Linda plunged the scrubber in the small valley between my breasts. She rotated the sponge several times and went on to my other breast, repeating the ministrations she had given the first one. Sue’s hands had worked down to the middle of my back. Between her firm touches and Linda’s soft arousal on my breasts I couldn’t help myself. My back arched slightly and a moan began deep in my throat.
They showed no mercy. Instead, they both moved in closer, pinning me between them. Linda held me tight with her bent legs pressing tightly on my sides. Sue’s went around Linda’s. Mine formed a vee, with Linda at the apex. I could feel her bumping against the junction of my legs.
As Linda moved the body scrubber down over my quaking stomach, Sue abandoned my back. Her arms slid around my waist and rose to take each of my breasts in a cupped hand. Her own breasts returned to be crushed against my back. The nipples that had occasionally tantalized me before now poked like two firm points into me. She lifted me slightly in the water and I felt her mound begin to move against my ass.
The sponge floated past my glazed vision. Linda’s hands were under me, on the back of my thighs, her fingers running along the bottom creases of my ass. She pushed forward to me. Her smaller tits touched the back of Sue’s hands and I felt her dark bush contact the red hair of mine.
‘Help,’ I managed to gasp, ‘I’m being ravaged by fair maidens.’ Linda stopped my mumbling with a kiss. Her lips clung to mine, pulling my lower lip with hers and then letting it snap back. Sue’s hands left my breasts to slide under Linda’s arms. With a grunt she pulled both of them right to me.
I don’t know how they did it. I suppose it was some sort of telepathy used by long time lovers. Goodness knows my parents managed it all the time. The simple lift of an eyebrow spoke volumes to each other. I don’t think Sue and Linda could even see each other, since I was pretty well crammed between them. But they both stood up in the tub at the same time, lifting me along with them. Linda’s lips never even left mine until they had carried me out of the tub and began to dry me off.
More heaven. Big fluffy towels, WARM fluffy towels. Four hands patting me with them. As one grew damp it was replaced by another. The layers of cotton drained the moisture from me, all the way from the top of my head down to between my curling toes.
All except one place. Even though two giggling women ran a towel between my legs and sawed it back and forth, almost lifting me off the stretched toes I was balancing on, my flame colored pussy was drenched. Two dry bodies pinned me again as the useless towel was dropped. A dark haired pussy met mine and a blonde one pushed against me ass.
‘To bed,’ breathed Sue in my ear, just before she took the lobe of it in her teeth and gently bit down. Four arms circled me and I was carried to the queen sized bed I had passed earlier. The three of us fell in a tangle of arms and legs that left it almost impossible to determine who was touching whom.
As they had in the tub, they once again pinned me gently between them. I was on my left side, facing Linda. Her body pressed tightly to mine and her open mouth closed onto mine. Sue slid in behind me. One arm found its way under me, the other crept between my arm and my side. Both hands nestled back onto my breasts.
Linda’s thigh pushed between my legs. I was still wet there, and the gentle friction of her smooth skin on my pussy made me gasp deep into her questing mouth. Sue pushed her mound against my ass. Her hips moved, rubbing her blonde pussy up and down along the cleft of my ass in a rhythm matching her gentle squeezing of my breasts.
Even as my passion flared, a part of my mind could not help but remark the difference between the
couple I was with tonight and the pair of women I had recently been with. Sue and Linda were striving to please me, and to please themselves in the doing. Everything was soft touches and gentle caresses. When Linda slid her body down mine, dragging her tongue between my breasts and over my belly to my pussy, it felt like I was floating away on a soft cloud. Sue’s lips nibbled my neck, my ears and the top of my back. Her fingers stroked my nipples in ever widening circles. I could feel her own wetness seeping along the cleft of my ass as she pushed into me. I was already shaking when Linda’s lips closed over my pussy and her tongue slid inside the already open slit to plunge inside me.
I cried out. I felt Linda’s hand slip past me and I realized she was fingering Sue’s pussy even as her tongue curled along my inside walls. I heard Sue moan deeply at her lover’s touch. A wide-eyed glance down revealed Sue’s foot stretched out and her toes wigling between Linda’s legs. Then all three of us were shuddering and calling each other’s names. I was arching to Linda’s tongue deep in my pussy and offering her the uniqueness of my woman’s nectar. I felt Sue’s spill on onto my ass as she held tightly against me and Linda’s body spasms travel right up inside me.
When all our breathing had returned to normal, I found myself stretched out in the left side of the bed. Linda’s head was pillowed on my right shoulder, her hand warm on my stomach. Sue was snuggled tightly up to her lover, her arm around Linda’s waist.
‘Bridget?’
‘Hmmmm?’
‘This isn’t something we do.’ Sue was looking earnestly at me. ‘We’re in a committed relationship. We love each other. It just was something about you. Even before we brought you back to the bath tub we had decided ‘Just this one time’.’
‘Why is that?’ I turned my head towards them. ‘Because I’m a vampire?’ I knew that had proved fascinating to more than one man or woman over the years who had discovered what I was. A scarier thought struck me. ‘Or was it,’ I took a deep breath, ‘Was it because you felt sorry for me?’ I tried to keep my voice and face steady. From the expression on their faces I had managed to do neither.
‘BRIDGET!’ Linda lifted her head from my shoulder and transfixed me with a look that showed the steel under the dancer’s form. ‘We would never do that. Yes, we can tell you’re lonely, lonelier than most people could imagine. But we decided to be with you because we wanted you, Bridget the woman. Not the vampire. Not the wanderer. Besides,’ and her eyes twinkled again, ‘You’re a pretty hot little babe, and I always wanted an Irish girl anyway.’
The tense mood broke with those last words and we all laughed. I started to apologize but Sue stretched over and stopped me with a kiss. We snuggled back down into the bed.
‘This is pretty,’ I lazily commented, my fingers following the curlicues of an ornate silver hair brush lying on the bed stand. When I caught the furtive grins the two women exchanged I demanded, ‘Okay, what gives? Spill it!’
Sue leaned over me to take the hairbrush and hold it in the air, the light reflecting off the silver. She grinned and I realized Linda was blushing slightly.
‘Sometimes Linda is a bad girl,’ Sue commented with a wicked look in her eyes. ‘A VERY bad girl. And bad girls need to be punished.’ She tapped the back of the brush on her hip.’
‘Myyyyyyy,’ I breathed out. Not that I was a stranger to just about any kind of sexual play, but in the already aroused mood I was in, the picture of the hairbrush descending on Linda’s firm butt was erotic as hell.
Either I was concentrating too deeply on the vivid metal image or they had another one of the silent communications. Sue rose from the bed. Still tapping the hairbrush against her leg, she pulled an armless chair from the desk in the corner of the room. She carried it over to my side of the bed. She sat down facing me.
‘Bridget,’ whispered Linda in my ear. ‘What you thought, about us, about why. You’re a very bad girl, you know.’
My throat dried up and I had trouble speaking. Sue was running the back of the hairbrush over herself. Now she was touching her breasts with it. Now she wandered down over her stomach and slipped it between her legs.
‘Yes Linda,’ I managed to say hoarsely. ‘I’ve been a very bad girl indeed.’
Sue curled a finger, motioning me to her. I was unconsciously panting for air that I didn’t need. I swear I almost heard my heart beat for the first time in centuries. I was actually trembling in excitement as I stretched my body over Sue’s knees, bent into a U-shape with my toes and fingers touching the floor. And of course, my ass lifted up.
Sue’s hand rubbed my ass gently. Then I felt the coolness of the hairbrush’s silver back replace her warm hand. Around and around it stroked while Sue murmured, ‘Bad girl, Bridget, oh such a bad girl.’ I felt the brush leave my skin. With a sudden flick of her wrist she brought it sharply down on my left cheek. ‘Pop.’ I gasped. ‘POP.’ This stroke fell on my right cheek. The burning sensation spread all over my ass and deep in my body.
I bit my lip to keep from screaming. Of course my ass didn’t turn colors like I suspected Linda’s did under the same treatment, but damnnnnn, I was getting so incredibly turned on. Sue would deliver a spank to each cheek and then rub her free hand over the spot the brush had just fallen on. If she was trying to massage the feeling into me, it was working.
‘Oh yea,’ I whispered as my ass caught fire. The pain was so incredibly pleasurable. I realized that the brush strokes alone were going to make me cum without even touching myself. I was rocking back and forth over Sue’s knees, trying to raise my ass even higher for her.
‘Mmmm, she loves that darling,’ Linda’s soft voice floated to me. Glancing at her, I saw she was stretched on her side watching. On hand cupped her breast, her fingers twisting and pulling on the nipple. The other was caressing herself between her legs. Even as I watched, she drew one finger along her open pussy and then raised it to her mouth. She slipped it inside and began to suck on it.
Sue answered. ‘She does indeed baby. I can feel her dripping on my thigh. She’s such a naughty girl. And she’s about to cum for us, aren’t you naughty girl?’ Her arm rose and fell, harder, paddling my ass with fierce strokes.
All I could force out of my tight throat was a strangled gasp. I bucked my hips up and my body tensed. Sue felt it, for suddenly she reversed the brush and drug the stiff bristles over the raw nerve endings. That did it, I screamed as the delicious pain pushed me right over the edge. My glazed eyes saw Linda jam her fingers back inside herself and cry out from the results. Then I was limply slumped over Sue’s knees. When I regained some semblance of awareness, I was back on the bed with lotion being gently applied to my ass.
I felt warm breath on my face and a soft kiss. ‘Sleep now, Bridget. We’ll wake you at sundown.’ There was a chuckle. ‘Some of have to go to work you know.’
I woke to the sound of voices from the living room. From the deep male voice I guessed that Mike, and probably Pat too were here. I jumped out of bed and ran my fingers over my ass. Damn, I had experimented with some things like that over the centuries but I don’t think any other time had been like that. I noted absent-mindedly that the scratches were still slightly there. They should have healed by now. My body was reminding me it needed feeding.
I firmly put that thought aside and dressed hurriedly in jeans and shirt that was a lot more comfortable and a lot less revealing than when I had last seen them all. I ran a brush through my hair, NOT the one from last night, and came out to meet the new evening.
‘Hi Bridget,’ came a chorus. Bless her, Sue handed me a cup of coffee. Even a vampire’s mind requires kick starting. I was happy to notice there were no leers from either Mike or Pat. Not that I really ex
pected them, they obviously were perfectly comfortable with their lesbian coworkers and probably didn’t care at all whether or not I had been in bed with them.
‘So, any news?’ I addressed that question to the group at large, but looked at Mike. I reasoned he was the senior uniform officer and would likely hear more from the patrol officers who would naturally be the first to take note of any suspicious reports.
‘No nothing, he brooded. ‘I don’t know if he’s just lying low Bridget or has left. There’s no reports that lead me to a conclusion either way, but somehow I think he’s gone.’
I was nodding vigorously in support of what he was saying, and noticing that the top two buttons on his shirt were undone, when Linda grasped my elbow.
‘Bridget? Could you help me with some coffee for everyone?’
Well I wasn’t born yesterday, to put it mildly. I knew she wanted to tell me something in private. So I rose and followed her into the kitchen.
Linda pulled me into the far corner, valiantly attempting to muffle her laughter. ‘Bridget, I swear, are you insatiable? Sue and I spent all night trying to please you, and here you are making cow eyes at Mike.’
I wish I could have blushed. ‘I didn’t know it was that obvious.’
‘Well Mike will never notice. The big innocent that he is, he wouldn’t recognize a pass if you threw your arms around him and tried to hump him. Now Pat, she’s already spotted your interest.’
‘Oh god.’ Now I desperately wanted to blush, and to hide.
‘Its okay.’ At my surprised look she hastily continued. ‘Not like that Bridget! No, Mike is a one-woman man and Pat simply knows that the idea of straying is completely foreign to him. She never worries about that. She’s more likely flattered that you think he’s a sexy guy.’
‘Well he is that.’
I was surprised again when a smile danced over Linda’s face. ‘Oh, you don’t even know the half of it.’
I wanted to ask more, but I had a feeling that I wasn’t going to get any answers. Instead, I followed her back to the living room. I shook my head, determined to get my attention back on the job. I glanced at Pat and Mike. Somehow I wasn’t surprised to see a slight smile on Pat’s face. Oh god, she HAD noticed. Then she gave me a wink and I realized Linda was right.
I smiled, wistfully and I’m sure with more than a hint of jealousy. It must be nice to be that sure of someone. I cleared my throat and tried to proceed with the business at hand.
‘Pat, Mike, when I asked Linda why the four of you seemed so,’ I groped for the word I wanted, ‘Unstartled? What I’m trying to say, although surprised by what happened at the club, and since then, somehow, this is not your first experience with the supernatural. Most people would have freaked. You all took it in stride. Linda said I would have to ask the two of you.’
‘It started with a series of ritualistic murders. Pat was the lead investigator,’ Mike said quietly. Maybe she knew every nuance of his thinking, but I wondered if Pat realized just how much emotion was charged in that simple comment. He had been scared to death when she worked that case. ‘We finally discovered what was going on and attempted to intervene.’ He went on to describe the discovery that the two of them were cut off without support and how they had plunged into an abandoned factory to discover a coven of some kind.
‘They were raising something,’ Pat picked up the thread of the story. ‘I won’t swear to this day I know what.’ She told about the black cold figure that had appeared. ‘I thought we were toast, possibly quite literally, but then we got help.’ She told me about the old man with the cane and how he come to their aid, dealing with whatever had been summoned while the two of them handled the humans.
‘That’s the reason we were able to accept you Bridget,’ Linda told me. ‘They told me, I told Sue. So we’re already aware that another world exists close beside ours.’
A suspicion had woken deep in my mind and was trying to make itself heard. Not the angel, I had never seen any of them but I was happy to acknowledge their existence. Something about the , whatever it was, devil? Demon? Then it hit me.
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I stood in the kitchen drinking the cool glass of water. It was hot, very hot. Every window in the house was open but there was no breeze to move the hot air. As I walked back to my bed something caught my eye in my parents room. Their door was wide open with the hope a breeze may come thru and cool things. Both of my parents were on the bed naked. A dim light from a lamp gave just enough light to allow for me to see the treasure that lay before me. There on the bed, covers all thrown off on...
I was very young when dad began having sex with me. It started with him coming to my room and stripping me naked then he would finger my pussy. He got so he could put his whole finger all the way in me. Then he taught me to suck his cock and swallow his cum. I liked it when he sucked my clit which he did before he finger fucked me. When my tits began to grow the sex got more intense and he then began to put his cock in me instead of his finger. The first few times hurt a lot but soon I was able...
Monica let herself be afraid. With her hands cuffed behind her and her eyes blindfolded, she had little choice. One second, she's feeding the cat and trying to figure out what she wants for dinner. The next, she's grabbed from behind and plunged into darkness. Two strong hands grabbed her wrists. She felt cold steel. Monica tried to move her arms and heard the metal links clink behind her. She was helpless. Monica was helpless and afraid.The two hands grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her...
It might have seemed audacious to ask the woman they’d screwed over to do their wedding flowers, but Calvin and Ivy were desperate. Three florists had already cancelled on them, and the summer wedding season meant everyone else was already overbooked. With a mere two months remaining until the big day, they had next to no time to find the kind of florist that could make their high-profile wedding into the exquisite occasion everyone expected. And Sofia Violet seemed like their only option.They...
CheatingCalifornia summer. Hot days, warm nights, and cool ocean breezes. Bronzed bodies, shirtless guys and girls in bikinis. Summers in the golden state just hit different than anywhere else. It gives off a vibe of relaxed fun and possibilities. My husband and I had just welcomed our second daughter the year before and I worked tirelessly to get my body back in shape. The joy of our complete family overwhelmed me in the best of ways, yet I was craving some time to myself. I hadn't drunk or partied in...
BisexualANITOLE’S 1001 ARABIAN NIGHTS THE CAVE OF WONDERS To find the cave of wonders One must wander far and wide, Until they know the world afar And foretell the winds and tide. In gaining knowledge of this art, A true love you’ll acquire, And if purity of heart sustained you, Then your journey can transpire. Travel through the world you know Until the landmarks shift, Loose yourself in desert sands Until they form a rift, Beneath which lies the cave or wonders Where only sure shall...
Sandy and I felt abandoned. Neither of us knew why Karin - her mother and my wife - had left. We’d been a happy family for the past twenty years. For the past five months my now ex-spouse Karin had been off gallivanting with a surfer dude about twenty years younger than her. That left my step-daughter Sandy and me to fend for ourselves. Karin hadn’t even bothered to call us for the past month, and we had no idea how to reach her. All we knew was that she had decided to leave us in search for a...
Straight SexI woke up late for the third time this week to the sound of my girlfriend questioning me about all the female names in my cell phone. Tammy, my girlfriend, and I have been dating for about a year. She is extremely jealous and insecure about many things in her life, which puts a heavy strain on our relationship. Tammy is five years younger than me at 30, isn’t the brightest girl of the lot but isn’t exactly disturbingly dumb either, you know those book smart broads who seem to have no common...
Hello ISS readers, I am back with the never ending nights about my pervert life I am Naveed, living in Bangalore, working as a manager in an IT firm. I am 5.9 inches tall, well built, and happily married. I am married to a very beautiful girl, Ayesha. This story is mine, a pervert guy who is tall, handsome, well built with thick and long dick (lund). Hereafter I will use the word lund instead of dick and chut instead of pussy which I feel is more erotic and expressible. Back to the...
IncestIntroduction: Summer is made a member of the Connors family – in EVERY way possible Hot Summer Nights by Jen L. Lee 2012 You do realize that Summer has been returned to us from six foster homes, Mrs. Naste said to Teal Connors. She is almost 15 and we feel she is incorrigible and likely will never fit in anywhere, she sniffed in a condescending tone. Frankly, we all believed she would age out and be someone elses problem. There is no such thing as an incorrigible child, the 34-year old...
You know, that feeling of something that bothers you ....This began arriving at a neuron somewhere ... Then two ... and here continued by awakening my auditory sense ..... A faint sound familiar, but can not decide which.I know where I am. It's night; the room is in a clear dark lit only by the digital display clock; I'm in bed, lying naked curled up with her back to Chris and Vero ... Who are sleeping behind me ....Chris and Vero .... Who are sleeping behind me ....This noise so tenuous, so...
During these nights I slept naked and thinking of my sixteen year old conquest who lived next door, I couldn't get her out of my head, so much so that my balls ached when I thought of her pert ass and tits and the fact that I had my thumb in her ass and she loved it. I loved the way how her ass would stick out for such a young girl and I enjoyed the times when I peeled off her shorts, bent her over, spread her ass cheeks with my large hands and stuck my tongue in between her freshly...
Hello readers , this is Ashish from Lucknow . Have well built athletic body . Girls , aunties or bhabhis can contact me at Coming to the story , I am B.Com student in one of the reputed college of Lucknow . I live in lucknow on a rental flat in gomti nagar . This is an incident of a lady who shares the same floor on which my flat is. Her name is rashmi . She is just newly married and obviously have an awesome figure and great assets. My time for leaving college and her husband to office is...
Once upon a time Emily Angelica Fairport slept peacefully in the century old white four poster canopy bed surrounded by its sheer lacy curtains nestled deep between the heavy pink eyelet duvet and the several inches deep feather bed. Every detail of her boudoir serving to further magnify the image of an innocent southern belle, amplified with a sweet as tea nature that hung in the air anytime she was present and dripped from her tongue every time she spoke. A magazine feature existence that was...
BDSMMy hair would tug while the comb finished reaching the tips of my hair while I finished up brushing it for the night. I put the brush down and leaned out the bathroom to the living room where my husband was drinking some coffee before he would head off to work. “Have a great night honey,’ I said to him while walking over to the recliner across from him. His eyes lifted up from the video he was watching on his computer and pulled one of the headphones off his ear and smiled. “What did you...
Seven Nights Ryan surveyed his assembled slaves, and their handlers, critically. He'd called an assembly of his seven slaves, and their handlers, this eveningfor a special announcement. They had been assembled for some minutes now, buthe let them wait as he looked them over. Ryan Dante was a CEO for one of the largest software companies in the world.As a result, he had wealth enough to indulge in every whim, every perversity,he desired; and his particular desire had been, since he was young,...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorAuthor’s Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I’ve picked ‘City Lights,’ DG Hear, ‘For the Good Times,’ and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), ‘That’s All That Matters.’ I will also be doing ‘A Girl in the Night.’ We hope you enjoy the stories – Jake Rivers ‘City Lights’ has always been one of my favorite songs by Ray: A bright array of city lights as far as I can see.The...
It started on a stormy night, the lightening brightening the sky, the thunder rolling across the hills; she turns to look in her empty bed and wonders why, why does he stay away Seductive Nights It started on a stormy night, the lightening brightening the sky, the thunder rolling across the hills; she turns to look in her empty bed and wonders why, why does he stay away. Crossing her arms across her breasts she moves away from the window and back to the middle of the room. She...
Author's Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I've picked "City Lights," DG Hear, "For the Good Times," and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), "That's All That Matters." I will also be doing "A Girl in the Night." We hope you enjoy the stories — Jake Rivers "City Lights" has always been one of my favorite songs by Ray: A bright array of city lights as far...
Introduction: Please rate on the quality of the writing rather than objection to subject matter, which is announced in the tags There is a lot of talk these days about sexual harassment. I am a case in point, but with an odd twist. My male heterosexual boss sexually harasses me, another male heterosexual. How could that be? It all revolves around my wife. Let me explain. With one exception, Ive been a failure in life. A below average student, not athletic, no special talents, not much to look...
The first three quarters of this story is all factual, it is only the last little bit that is fiction.At first my wife was very nervous about it, but after a few times she found it so exciting and it became easier for me to get her into it. Sometimes we would fuck, or Margie would suck my cock, in front of the window with the curtains wide open; it would only need someone to walk past, or even to drive past if they happened to look across, and what a view they would get.At first she was very...
I am Arjun, and I’m from Kerala. My dad died when I was 2 or 3 years old. For as long as I can remember, I lived with my mother in a house among rubber plantations. The house was isolated from the external world by trees with a single narrow road leading upto it. My house was the only house that had an internet connection in that village at the time. My father owned a lot of rubber plantations and left them all to me and mom. So we were somewhat rich. But all that money wasn’t a lot of use in...
IncestHe’s my husband and I do what he says. Not always, not everything, but usually, you know, most things.I wouldn’t have a tattoo, never, even though he nearly begged, just a small one, on the inside of my upper thigh. Nobody would see it. But there was absolutely no way. That was pretty much the last time I said no. I even didn’t mind a piercing, in an intimate place. Well as you ask, one in each pussy lip, near the top. Oh and one small ring, through each nipple. It was his special land mark...
EURO SEMI-FINALAl had told me to have a quiet day after the previous exertions of the last few nights, so I spent the time relaxing. Around six, Al phoned me to order something easy to eat for half a dozen people at 8:45 pm as a few guys would be over for the match on TV. Also, he wanted me to wear something appealing. I thought my very thin, oversized white t-shirt would be ideal – worn off one shoulder it should be fine. It is fairly short, but I thought a gold chain belt would raise it just...
Group Sexby Jen L. Lee © 2012 “You do realize that Summer has been returned to us from six foster homes,” Mrs. Naste said to Teal Connors. “She is almost 15 and we feel she is incorrigible and likely will never fit in anywhere,” she sniffed in a condescending tone. “Frankly, we all believed she would age out and be someone else’s problem.” “There is no such thing as an incorrigible child,” the 34-year old socialite said as she adjusted her stylish hat. “I was not able to have children after...
We are a couple that has been married for 11 years. I would like to start off by saying that I introduced my wife to a big cock 5 years into our marriage. She had told me that her ex husband had a small dick and that I was large to her. I thought that was quite funny because I knew I was on the smaller side as my friends and I would compare sizes when we were younger. Well to make a long story short i had mentioned to her one night during sex that I was going to find her a big one for her...
(Bridget's been sitting in my family room again, tossing down Irish whiskey and talking about her adventures. She had hinted about this one before, what she did in England after her rescue mission to France in WWII. So here it is. For those of you who don't know her, I refer you to Chapter 1 of "Bridget's Nights" where she first appeared and explained a lot about herself. This story contains both Male/Female and Female/Female sex. Thank you Marian as always for the errors you caught and...
story:[wife, inc, mother, son, non-con, BBr] Loosely inspired by my captioned pic: https://i.imgur.com/5lG1VCa.gif Holiday Nights A short story Every year for Christmas, Ben, Lisa, and their son Josh pack up and drive to Lisa’s parents. It’s the home where Lisa and her two sisters grew up. Of course, now she and her sisters are all married and have families of their own, so everyone books rooms at the local motel. Since Ben and Lisa live the farthest away, they are always the last to...
My name is Bridget O'Brien and I am a vampire. This isn't usually how I introduce myself. After all, what do you think of when you hear the word "vampire"? You think of crumbling castles in Transylvania, men in capes, "I never drink ... wine". You see Bela Lugosi, Frank Langela or Gary Oldman playing Dracula. If you're younger you think of tunnels under Sunnydale, California. You think of the Master, Luke, what's-his-name the businessman vampire in the first episode of Angel. Or...