Ryan and the Red Heads
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What began as a flight of fancy for 21-year old English student nurse Emma Davis was fast developing into a dangerous obsession. No sooner had she finished reading the latest instalment of Dr Strangelust’s ongoing saga than she was busily firing off an e-mail, sloppy cumstained fingers slipping all over the keys. ~Oh gosh, Dr Strangelust, Chapter IV made me the wettest yet…I’m literally trembling with desire~
The cute redhead paused momentarily, reading back over the words, her words, yet words it was impossible to believe SHE had just typed. Her mind must surely have blanked momentarily, for she would never have said that sort of thing to one of her most fervent lovers, let alone a complete stranger. And not only was he a complete stranger but, judging by the stories he posted, Dr Strangelust could possibly be the nastiest, filthiest and most deranged sex fiend imaginable. Despite all that, Emma felt an overwhelming urge to continue. ~Please, please, please, please, please post the next episode – and quick! Love Emma x~
She looked again at the message, barely recognising words more akin to some knicker-wetting schoolgirl’s first crush than a grown woman who should know better. Arriving at a compromise between logic and lust, Emma erased a couple of the ‘pleases’ so as not to appear so desperate, allowing a finger that was still scented with her inner juices to hover over the return key. You can’t send that, the cogent recesses of her brain contested, yet the treacherous digit touched the pad irrespective, sending the message spiralling into cyberspace. Little did Emma realise, as her heart pounded ardently, that her life would follow a similar downward spiral over the coming days.
That task out of the way, Emma lay back on the bed and enjoyed a half-hour snooze before being awoken by lust. Ingesting more of the good doctor’s prose, these were words and phrases that seemed to soak to the very core, not just getting inside her head but her entire body. Over the past week she had discovered sensuous nerve ends in places she never thought existed, from the very tips of her toes tingled to the ends of her hair that seemed to dance with electricity. When she read, her entire body took on a rosy glow.
And what a lovely body it was too. Standing 5’2 in her favourite white pumps, the demure redhead was blessed with a deliciously curvaceous pair of boobs and a peachy bottom. ‘Oh doctor, doctor, doctor,’ she sighed out loud, absorbing a few more sentences of the story before clamping shut her eyes to visualise the scene.
So powerful was the writing that she had no choice than to allow her imagination to run wild, almost as if it were beyond her control. Yet perhaps what made the story all the more erotic and, not to say personalised, was that the main character in the story was also called Emma. Coincidence perhaps, it was that connection that had drawn her to it in the first instance, subsequently hooked her in and, from that point forward, kept her completely rapt over four wet chapters.
Though looking back it seemed longer, it was a week ago that she’d discovered the EMC Writers’ Site, the initials standing for ‘Erotic Mind Control’, after Kara had borrowed her laptop. Evidently her housemate was a fan too.
In the story that was fast reaching its stark and uncompromising conclusion, however, the main character Emma could hardly be more different. An unfulfilled housewife of 26, she had taken to corresponding with a prisoner called Max Jenner, serving an eight-year stretch for aggravated rape. Though Emma (the one in story) was appalled by the crime, secretly she craved the danger, constantly fantasising about what Max might do upon his release.
For some unaccountable reason, that struck a chord with her namesake the reader, though Emma probably wouldn’t have cared to admit it had she not been drinking heavily one night a couple of weeks back…
* * *
Though they’d been together in the shared house for several months, Emma and her housemates had engaged in minimal socialising. At 21, Emma had deferred going into the medical profession for two years to enjoy instead the pleasures of travelling whilst she was still young. Hence, she was a little older than the other four she shared the huge gothic-looking house with. But, on that particular night, she’d been persuaded to go out to celebrate Rick’s birthday. The pub inevitably led to a nightclub and, arriving back home collectively plastered, a drunken game of Truth or Dare ensued.
Harmless fun at first, unsurprisingly the topics took a decided turn after the vodka came out, finding their way around to secret unfulfilled fantasies. Jess and David, who had become an item, confessed almost in unison to fantasising about a threesome. sadly, Jess favoured an MMF and David an FFM so, by morning, the idea turned as cold as the coffee left on the mantelpiece overnight.
Attention turned to the other female housemate, Kara, a petite black girl with closely braided hair, big brown eyes and full lips. When cajoled into revealing HER secret unfulfilled desire, she confided to harbouring exhibitionist fantasies, a craving to have sex in a public place or the great outdoors and risking discovery. The black beauty shuffled her backside to give her labia air to breathe, the delicious thought having evidently travelled quickly from brain to pussy.
All eyes turned to Emma who had to admit Kara’s fantasy appealed to her too. In fact, the very idea had also made her very hot indeed, and not just a little wet. Yet it was unoriginal and the others barracked her harshly, bemoaning a lack of imagination and forcing her to come up with a fresh idea to satisfy their curiosity.
As Emma mulled it over, birthday boy Rick, the youngest and quietest of the group made a drunken confession that forced them all to view him in a new light. His desire, he confided, was to have his very own sex slave. The others guffawed somewhat cruelly and Emma found herself giggling at the irony. The poor lad couldn’t even find a girlfriend, let alone some willing young sub.
And then it was back to Emma once more. Even in her drunken state, it hadn’t escaped her that, as the fantasies progressed around the group, they’d become ever more daring, not to say extreme. No, she couldn’t admit to THAT, could she? The words didn’t actually seem to come from her own mouth or, if they had, they were intercepted somewhere between brain and vocal chords, as she confessed to her secret rape fantasy. The others’ breaths held tight, Emma elucidated how it might be a burglar or a friend of a friend that found her alone in the house at night and had his evil way. Immediately she regretted having been so candid, heading straight to bed and hiding her shame beneath the covers.
* * *
That was a fortnight ago. Now Emma slouched on the bed revisiting Chapter IV whilst pleasuring herself a second time. She couldn’t help but imagine that was her in the story, a delicious thought.
A series of inevitable twists and turns along the way, the heroine of the story was eagerly awaiting the outcome of Max the rapist’s interview with the parole board. A favourable outcome and he could be a free. The neglected housewife could almost feel his muscled body on hers and smell his sweat. God only knew what four years of pent-up lust could do to a man. The girl reading the story felt it too, flicking her clit repeatedly with an urgent fingertip.
Yet, as the story progressed before her eyes, it transpired that Max was denied parole. He was still deemed to be a threat to women by the doctors and psychologists. In a cruel twist of fate, the bored housewife then took to allowing herself to be fucked senseless by the estranged husband she abhorred, if only to stem the burgeoning desires. In a way it helped that he hated her equally, his thrusts into her wanton cunt deep and uncaring, rough and painful. As he fucked her, the Emma in the story imagined it was Max the rapist. When her husband
bit her neck, she came harder than in eight years of marriage.
Deep down of course she probably didn’t really desire Max at all, pandering purely to her lust and crazy fantasies. In fact, if she happened to meet such a vile person who treated women in the way he did, she’d doubtless run a mile. She planned to stop corresponding soon, and was secretly relieved to hear his parole had been rejected, especially as his desires were becoming ever more extreme. Yet could she escape his clutches so easily when Max had built up such a close profile of his lustful female pen pal that he knew more or less where to find her?
The last sentence forced the reading Emma to experience a second incredible orgasm that evening which jolted her body. Just when the weeks passed and the housewife thought she’d heard no more, a latest letter arrived from Max. The usual misogynous claptrap, it signed off somewhat alarmingly: ‘Just so you know, I’m going over the wall tonight, Emma. And then, believe me, I’ll be coming to find you.’
‘The bitch deserves it, the little pricktease,’ the student nurse mouthed to herself, before suppressing the guilt of the unwarranted outburst.
But then, that was the effect Dr Strangelust’s story had on her.
After doing some washing and ironing, Emma returned to the laptop. Exhaling hard, she saw thater e-mail inbox had one new item in it. Despite three similar pieces of feedback sent after previous chapters, this was the first time she’d been deigned with a reply. Emma’s heart pounded hard into an ample left breast, her brow was glazed and her fingers shook over the return button. A tentative push and the message filled the screen.
As she read, Emma savoured the words, hearing his voice – or the voice she imagined, all baritone and confident – in her head. ~Thank you for your messages of support, Emma~ the first line read, and she shook at the mere mention of her name from one so revered and who had quickly assumed an iconic status in her life. ~I’m glad to hear you’re enjoying the story~
‘Oh I am,’ she mouthed aloud, tongue tip gliding over a set of pearly white teeth and unable almost to resist the temptation to touch her heaving breasts.
Cupping beneath their generous expanse, the horny redhead pushed the two orbs together to form an imperious-looking cleavage in the partially unbuttoned blouse.
~Feedback like yours makes it all worthwhile~ continued the message. ~In fact it’s the lifeblood, if you like, of us amateur writers~
Oh, you couldn’t have put it better she thought to herself, apart from the ‘amateur’ bit. This was a true professional at work and she for one would gladly pay good money to read more. ‘You’re welcome, so welcome,’ she groaned, as thumb and forefinger clamped tight upon a left nipple that was as pink and perky as a puppy’s nose.
The erect teat throbbed like crazy as Emma rolled it first one way then the other, marvelling at the feel of her own hands. A thousand, maybe more, times she’d done this to herself in the past, but never before with the intensity she was experiencing now. It was as if it were the good doctor’s sure fingers on her bulging nipples. That thought alone very nearly pushed her over the edge for the third time in as many hours.
~Rest assured I’m busy writing the next instalment and it won’t be long, I promise~
Emma found her right hand roving, almost of its own accord, down the flat plane of her belly. Reaching the elasticated hem of her panties, a set of uncontrollable fingers ventured inside to make the guilt-ridden discovery that she was soaked through again. The crotch of the panties was glued fast to her sticky little shaven vagina. Aroused beyond return, the last line of the e-mail caused her breathing to race crazily and an orgasm to pulse through her body before she’d even had a chance to touch the rapidly-swelling clit.
~If you sign up to the link below, perhaps we can chat soon on a one-to-one…and who knows…?~
Emma clicked the link immediately, spending the next few minutes creating a profile she hoped Dr Strangelust would approve of. Her user name was wetemma80. A cursory glance at the members’ menu revealed none that fitted the good doctor’s profile but, just to make absolutely sure, she typed a public message: ~Dr Strangelust, are you here?~
A dozen replies came back from various assorted perverts, none of whom matched the wit or intellect of the only man she had a desire to converse with. Early evening still, she’d return later. For now she needed a nice hot bath to cleanse away the stickiness and soothe the soreness of incessant fingering. Wrapping around a light kimono she tiptoed off.
Smooth soothing music spilled from Jess’ room opposite, along with a soft green light that glowed around the circumference of the door. Doubtless the lucky bitch was entertaining David again, his room at the end of the landing blackened and deserted. Glancing around guiltily, Emma placed an ear tight to the door, serenaded by the sound of nocturnal activity, the rhythmic bedsprings and light moaning. It was almost enough to prompt her to reach for her pussy once more, were it not so sore.
Creeping down the stairs, she passed Kara’s room, then Rick’s, both of which were unoccupied, the first floor of the shared house as quiet as a library. Hopefully that meant she could enjoy a nice long and undisturbed soak. Oh yes, the soap felt good as it caressed her body like a fine layer of duckling feathers and, despite the ache, a finger slid once more into her slick love-hole, amid thoughts of Dr Stangelust and their imminent (she hoped) liaison.
Having enjoyed a wonderful half-hour among the suds and the equivalent time doing her hair and painting her nails, as if she were going out on a date, Emma addressed the laptop with a deep inhalation. Yet sadly there was still no show from her elusive suitor, forcing Emma to go surfing the net. Yet, even the more extreme porn sites did little to satiate her needs.
As another tiresome hour passed, the other housemates arrived home at intervals, doors downstairs banging as Emma grew ever more frustrated by the doctor’s non-show. When a further half-hour elapsed, she was on the verge of calling it a day when something weird happened. Emma nearly jumped out of her skin as the screen erupted in a lightning flash and a message appeared in its wake, inviting her to a private room. It had to be him. It could only be him. Stealing a deep breath, the hyperventilating redhead tentatively accepted the invite, finding emmawet80 in Dr S’s Dungeon. The first thing that struck her was his avatar, a freaky cartoon skull with piercing red holes for eyes that flashed as they bore into her eyes like red hot pokers. It was really quite disconcerting and not a little unnerving but she found it hard to look away.
~Glad you could make it, Emma~
Emma’s heart thumped like a metronome. ~Hi, thanks~ she replied, feeling somewhat timid in his presence and mightily relieved to have the comfort and anonymity of the screen as a barrier between them.
~No, thank you~ he came back.
She chose her words carefully, anxious not to sound like the knicker-wetting schoolgirl. ~Well I absolutely love your writing so it’s all true~
~Good, you’re my number one fan, huh?~
Emma blushed. She was aware of the reference from Misery. ~Yes, but in a nice way. Oh, I hope you don’t think I’m some psycho bitch~
There was a pause. ~No, not at all~
Taking a deep breath, she suddenly felt thoroughly mesmerised by the flickering red dots at the centre of that freakish skull. It was getting right inside her head, making her dizzy. Overawed and a little lost for words, Emma went into autopilot: ~God knows how you come up with all the ideas~
~Years of practice~ came the reasoned response.
Emma pursed her lips. Mmm, that sounded good. There was so much she wanted to find out about the man, but wasn’t sure how to go about it without seeming crass
or schoolgirl-ish. There were certain things she’d prefer, for instance if he happened to a sexy older man that would be awesome. Local too would be nice, but if not local, at least in England. From everything she’d gleaned, from the maturity of his writing to the nostalgic retro of his punny screen name, he had to fit the first criteria, surely in the forty-plus age bracket. As to location, whilst he wrote in English, that didn’t necessarily make him English.
They bantered back and forth, mainly about his story, and within ten minutes, it occurred to Emma how much she’d given away about herself in idle chit-chat but how little she’d actually learned about him. A usually sensible young woman, it occurred to her that in the story the main character, the other Emma, had more or less given away to Max the rapist everything bar her precise location. But there was enough information to track her down if he so desired, or when he so desired.
The student nurse shivered at the thought and reminded herself to be more careful.
~So where are you from?~ she enquired, trying desperately to redress the balance.
There was a pause and she agonised whether it had been the right thing to ask. Yet she had to know, for peace of mind if nothing else.
~A long, long way away from you. In fact as far away as it’s possible to be~
~Australia? I thought as much~ she typed, part relief, part disappointment.
A lull in the conversation as she chose her upcoming words carefully, Emma was drawn once more to the hypnotic blinking red eyes. In an odd way they made her relax but, in another way, edgy. Yet there was no escape, for even when she looked away from the screen, the image was burned indelibly on her brain like a white-hot filament.
~You want to see a picture of me?~ she asked, immediately biting her lip.
~Yeah, sure?~
Before she could work out how to upload an image, however, the skull avatar disappeared, replaced by the face of a middle-aged man. It was passable without inducing the wow factor on first sight. But it was an older man nonetheless.
~Mmm nice~ she replied, as much out of politeness as anything.
~Good, glad you like~
~Oh I do, I’m into older men~
Suddenly and, before she’d really had an opportunity to appraise the facial image thoroughly, it changed once more – to a huge-looking circumcised and fully erect penis, bulging with worm-like veins. Emma gasped, studying the manhood somewhat more closely than the face and, having to admit to herself in this once more heightened state of arousal, that it turned her on no end.
~Oh gosh, is that yours?~
~Hope you like~
~Oh I do, very much~
With that, the penis faded away and the skull returned, its eyes burning more intensely than ever.
~So, do you a picture YOU might share?~ Dr S prompted
~Oh sorry yes, but only clean ones~
~That’s okay, put it up in your display~
Emma followed the instructions carefully, airing the nice picture of her as a bridesmaid at a friend’s wedding the previous July. Her auburn hair piled up high and clutching the bouquet, she looked decidedly pretty and with the carefree air of summer.
Dr S seemed to agree. ~Mmm, pretty picture~
~Thank you. Here’s one taken a little more recently~ she added, substituting the wedding photo for one of the five housemates taken at the club they’d attended on Rick’s birthday.
~Nice looking bunch~
~We’re all training to be doctors and nurses…like you?~
~Yes, like me~
Relaxing just a little under the glare of the skull, Emma provided Dr S with a brief synopsis of each of her housemates.
Suddenly the tone changed. ~So, have you slept with any of them?~ he asked, taking her by surprise.
~Gosh, no~ she responded. ~I’m not that kind of girl~
~Oh, so what kind are you then?~
~A good girl, of course~
~A good girl, huh?~
Emma could almost feel the mocking in his ‘tone’. It made her feel uncomfortable.
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After giving Suzie a goodbye kiss, Sean stepped out of the car holding a huge bag containing his new school clothes. He watched the car pull out of the driveway. Tired, he headed to the front door thinking that he would take a nice long nap. Stepping in the house, he found Lily, his father, and Mr. Emery watching baseball on television. Pasting a smile on his face, he said, “Hello, everyone.” “Hello, Sean,” Lily said with a smile. His father said, “Hi, Son. I heard there was a little...
Today on www.private.com we introduce you to Dirty Priscilla, a curvy MILF who has come to Life Coach to practice for a job interview with Kevin Karma, and like all good Private cougars, Priscilla has a big ass, big tits, and a wild sexual appetite that needs satiating! Enjoy all the action right here on Private as this curvaceous beauty thanks Kevin with a sloppy blowjob before putting her body to work in a hot fuck that has her moaning all the way until her glasses are covered in cum, Private...
xmoviesforyouAntonio and Sally enjoy the rest of their time togetherSally and I arrived in our room after the banquet and just went to bed. However, sleep was nowhere on our minds. We kissed and sucked each other’s tongues for a good fifteen minutes before we started to remove our clothes.Sally was on her knees sucking my cock when I said to her, “You know, Kitten, I was really turned on watching you dance with Josh tonight. I was hoping he would pull you back in that dark corner and try to have his way...
InterracialRoommates and recent lovers, Tiffany Watson and Gina Valentina decide to start things off slow, beginning with some breathing exercise in the form of meditation. Since Gina is going to be teaching, both women need to be naked, in order to be fully open and receptive. Tiffany has shown she’s more than eager to sit back and let Gina take the lead. As they sit on the bed together, breathing in each other’s air, feeling so relaxed and carefree, Gina pulls Tiffany in for a soft kiss....
xmoviesforyouThe Deaf Italian Bookkeeper... A Mafia Godfather finds out that his bookkeeper, Guido, has cheated him out of $10,000,000.00 His bookkeeper is deaf. That was the reason he got the job in the first place. It was assumed that Guido would hear nothing so he would not have to testify in court. When the Godfather goes to confront Guido about his missing $10 million, he takes along his lawyer who knows sign language. The Godfather tells the lawyer, "Ask him where the money is!" The lawyer,...
Paul hated Sharon. She was the bane of his existence in this office, the person who caused him more trouble than the rest of the company combined. She always thought she was right and was never shy about letting him know. Whenever she had a problem with his team, she came straight to him and complained. Then she would pull at him constantly like a mad dog, until the issue was resolved. Through experience, Paul knew she was wrong a lot more than she was right, but explaining numbers...
We meet as arranged on the 23rd of March. I’m excited and nervous. I’ve looked forwards to seeing you again for so long. I yearn for the touch of you. The taste of you. Your kisses. To be used and enjoyed again.Were in the pub now. It’s much busier than I expected for a weekday lunch time. Which makes the room uncomfortably warm. You place my drink in front of me and sit down close beside me. You thigh is pressed against mine. It makes me tingle, right up the inside of my thigh, to my throbbing...
**************************************************************************************************************************** My name is Stella and my love and passion is Porn. As long as I can remember I have always loved watching Porn wether its on the Internet or on T.V. There is just something about Porn that I love. Other than the fucking and cum swallowing stars, I love the passion in it. They way they are caressed and how they touh each other is want I have been longing since I got...
Lee Doesn't Live Here Anymore - Part 2 Patty is a frumpy 53-year-old career operations officer. After years of marriage, her husband's love for her has withered away, replaced with humiliation and physical abuse. Patty is now having an affair with Bobby James, a 54-year-old successful restaurant owner. Lee, Patty's husband, was a college football star who experienced a career-ending injury and is now a 53-year-old unemployed auto mechanic. Lee has a history of philandering, heavy...
It’s late in the morning when Blair Williams wakes up in her boyfriend’s bed. Wearing just a bra and thong, she looks around for Bambino. When she doesn’t find him, she puts on his shirt to go in search. He’s thrilled to see her, instantly coming up behind her to caress her busty chest and pull her breasts out of the cups of her bra. When his hand slips beneath the fabric of Blair’s thong, she presses close enough to feel Bambino’s erection and then leads him...
xmoviesforyouIt is an incontrovertible fact of fiction that all females who brush death immediately wish to reaffirm life by fucking the nearest male half to death. More than that, I refuse to say. Except... Josie was pissed that I lost the casting rod. The next morning, the harbor was filled with blood ... or red tide ... or something like it. "Let's go for a hike," Josie said. "Where to?" "Any place up." "There seems to be a flat spot on the side of the volcano," I pointed. It looked to...
Introduction This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel. Of Paths to Take The Path to the Right By: Zylux In the display window were many stunningly beautiful things to look at, and I quickly scanned...
Paul & His French Maid by Justin Silk Copyright JustinSilk 2002. All Rights Reserved Chapter One: Moving In Moving to a new city is always exciting. A new country even more so. I have moved country several times. From England to France. Jamaica. The beautiful, mysterious Australia and now the United States of America. I'm here in this large city to set up my American operation. I have an apartment with a pool and furniture, a car and a ten-room office suite. What...
This is based on a true story involving a friend of mine. he had been seeing his girlfriend for a while at the time of the incident and they were getting along very well. they had been on holiday together and, as 20 year olds, had enjoyed exploring each others bodies to the full. thier sex life was varied and exciting and they used to take off together when ever we were in a gang to find a quiet spot to fuck. he used to tell me about her and their sex lives and i would become aroused at the...
"It's time for your 4 o'clock Dr. Roberts" Fabian O' Patrick, Dr. Robert's secretary said, quietly poking his head through the door of your office. "Yes send them in." Leon Roberts said adjusting his papers on the desk. His 2:30 appointment had left quite the mess in his office. Patrick nodded and opened the door. In walked a tall man whom Dr. Roberts had never seen before. Dr. Roberts was always taking on new clients. His office was fairly new and he had a high turnover rate of happy...
GayStory Summary – Jared wants to play the game again. Alex doesn’t. Previous Story Summary –Alex and his school friend discover a new game. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other...
Alexander was irritated when he woke. The sun had not yet risen and there was a tingly sensation in his right arm that refused to stop paining. Growling slightly, he turned to shake the sleep out of his limb but stopped as soon as he saw her. Sleeping soundly, Brianne was curled up like a kitten in the curve of his arm. Her golden hair was tousled from sleep and hung like a curtain in front of her face. Even as she slept, her cheeks held a shy, rosy pink that shimmered within her tanned skin....
THE FAIRY Part ll (c) 2020 by Anthony Durrant All at once, a bright glow enveloped the bed around him as the Fairies disappeared from sight in their mysterious way. Caught up in the middle of all this energy, Harold's body glowed brightly, to the point that he couldn't see anything further and blacked out. When he came to, it was morning, and the sunlight was pouring into the room though the window. Rising from the bed, Harold was stunned to see that he...
"Right Maid, stop admiring yourself and go assume your position," Mistress Thorne orders as she walks in, "This is a professional meeting and I expect perfection from you. You will obey every order from my guest as if it was my own, barring the highly unlikely event that I disagree. Punishment for disobedience or error will be swift and it will be harsh. Do you understand?" "Yeth Mithtreth Thorne," I lisp, curtsying to her, before walking to stand behind her desk, gas lowered, hands...
College was wild! During freshman year, I started fucking this guy named Randy for pot and other recreational drugs to "enhance" my college experience! He was a great a fuck, and introduced me to his friends (also great fucks) and took me to various parties. Everyone I met in college was so fun, liberal, open-minded, and easygoing. The parties I attended often turned into orgies or were intended to be orgies or had other sexual themes or activities going on. Sometimes there'd just be...
She opened the door to his office without knocking, certain that he would not be there. She just had some paperwork to drop off, and she was running late for lunch. Kate froze at the tableau silhouetted against the window. He was standing, phone to his ear, back to the door. A woman was on her knees at his feet, zipping up his pants. Kate coughed quietly but neither of them took note. The woman closed his pants, but remained kneeling. He patted her softly on the shoulder and made a motion of...
A Christmas Wish By Eve Smith I looked at my twin sister, she was so lucky. I so wanted to be her. Although we were twins, she was a girl and I was a boy. We were only 10 years old, but I knew that we both should have been girls. By a freak of nature I had been born a male. She did not appreciate all the lovely clothes that our mother bought her and preferred to slob around in jeans. How I wished that I could wear the lovely dresses, skirts, blouses and other girl type...
THE FREE CLINIC was on 8th, just across the railroad tracks. Twice G2 realized he’d turned the wrong direction and was heading away from it. He sat to rest, sleeping a while each time. When he reached the tracks, he stumbled and fell. He just lay there, thinking that if he didn’t get up he’d get run over, but too exhausted to drag himself further. While he was lying there, Ben Johnson came across the tracks. G2 had ridden the rails with Ben a time once before. Ben was good company and told...
Hi all, this is my first story here, this is completely fiction, idea is to write erotica on different aspects of it, which helps the arousal around, mail me on for feedbacks, please respect girls, I do. Bangalore promised a lot more to me from my childhood, me being from hubli, a small town, bangalore was always the stuff of legends, big city, its freedom, its debauchery, had heard money works in bangalore, and I had it in plenty, being a single son from a rich family, everything came easy to...
Well, if this title doesn't get your interest, I don't know what will. First, you need to know about my little brother ... he's kind of weird. He's just different sometimes and gets ideas in his mind that most of us don't. He's also now thirteen and pretty sex-mad, I guess like a lot of boys his age. I'm his sister and I'm fifteen and he's always trying to get a look at me when I might not be fully dressed and just drools if I'm out back sunning myself. My mom is also a part of...
Bob Lacy hadn't followed up with Joyce because he felt a little guilty about the date he had with her. None of his friends knew that Bob had dated her. Whenever her name was brought up in a conversation, it was always mentioned that she was Mark's girl. Bob knew Mark pretty well and he didn't want to get involved in breaking up that relationship by him going out with Joyce. Joyce had shown that she was a good lover, but there were a lot of good lovers out there. Joyce had been insistent...
Waking up to the sound of the waves, I feel your head on my chest. Carefully, I raise my head and look around and see people jogging on the beach. I then look over to where Monica had been cuddled into you when we fell asleep, however, she was no longer there. Feeling you wiggle closer, I take you into my arms and kiss your beautiful lips. I get up and pack all the items we no longer need into the trunk of my BMW. Since its a beautiful day, I lower the top. I kiss you deeply. As I go to open...
BDSMRehabilitation - Part 13 Monday 17th March, 2020; 08:57 Given how long it had felt for that first week to pass, I was shocked that the second week seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. Maybe it was because some sort of routine had been established, but things seemed to be moving along much smoother than before. My daily sessions with Miss Stevens continued - Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday sessions involved hypnotherapy, which usually lasted around an hour and left me feeling very...
It was an impulse. One of those whims that strike suddenly, leaving them helpless. They had to stop. They had to have ice cream! Double dip cones, hand made ice cream. Giggling like a couple of kids, they slid into the only available booth, one in the back corner of the store. “You’re getting all messy,” he said, watching the ice cream roll down the side of the cone onto her hand. “Maybe it’s too much for you to handle.” “Too much for me to...
Oh fuck. My head felt like a construction crew was trying excavate a tunnel right behind my eyes. I don't know how much I had to drink last night but it was obviously too much. As my saliva started to flow I grimaced even more. 'I don't remember getting a cat' I thought. It felt like my mouth was filled with sand and a cat had used it for a litter box. My bladder was starting to complain now too.I pulled my right arm from across my face where it had settled as I slept. My hand hit a damp spot...