Maiden of Rome
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Janie Ward sat on her suitcase and looked, almost dumbly at her phone, not even sure what to do next. It had been almost a life long fantasy, a hope, a dream, and here she was, sitting in the tatters of her great European Adventure, her longed for trip to Rome, and she was on the verge of tears. Thoughts raced across her mind, as she fought back the tears:
‘How could Marge do this?’
She’d scrimped and saved and had been scheduled to go on this dream fulfilling trip to Rome with her friend Marge, who had made the arrangements. Then due to the death of her father, Marge had to back out at the very last minute. But Marge had said nothing to Jane about canceling the reservations that she’d made.
Of course, in a way, Jane understood it, because all the reservations had been made on Marge’s credit card but this was so completely unforeseen that it had simply defeated Jane totally.
It was Easter, she’d been kindly reminded, and there were no places in Rome, no hotels or lodging to be had. So, Janie sat there, in the beautiful city of her dreams, on the trip for her of a life time and had no thoughts, no options and no hopes.
With these dark dreary thoughts coursing through her mind, the tears started to roll down her cheeks.
‘Ms. Ward,’ a familiar voice said to her, ‘What’s wrong?’
The use of her name, here in Rome, while she was deep in her funk, startled her. She raised her head and saw Roy and Ryan Reeges, standing in front of her. They were students from the university, where Jane was the university librarian. She’d seen them on the plane and had waved to them, being familiar with them from the library.
The sudden jolt of good luck, of a familiar voice, a familiar figure was almost as overwhelming for Jane as had been the disaster.
‘Ohhhhhhhh,’ she wailed and giving in to the tears, simply launched herself at Ryan, the older of the two boys, a junior, and put her arms around his neck.
Jane cried for a little bit, and clung to Ryan, and they simply let her.
‘Ms. Ward?’ Ryan said after a bit, though he enjoyed the feel of Jane’s body against his. He was quick to sternly speak to himself about what was appropriate.
‘Here she’s in distress and your mind is on how her thighs feel against yours!’ he said to himself with severity.
She broke away from him and said a profound:
‘Oh, I’m so sorry, Ryan, my trip has just fallen apart totally.’
‘Tell!’ Roy said, in his characteristically prissy voice.
(Jane had always strongly suspected that at least one of the boys was gay. Roy, a sophomore at the University, certainly ‘swished’, though Jane always found him ultra charming.)
She told them of the plans that she’d had with Marge to visit Rome, a life long dream of hers. Then there was Marge’s father’s death and Marge had to back out of the trip. But Marge had made the reservations and had simply cancelled them. Jane had never thought of the possibility and here she was in Rome with no reservations at Easter and no place had room. She began to cry again.
‘Well, we’re adopting you!’ Roy said brooking no argument.
He simply grabbed Jane’s suitcase and continued:
‘We have two beds in our hotel room, and Ryan can sleep with me.’
He gave Ryan a grin and said: ‘And I’ll keep my hands to myself!’
He barked a laugh, when he said that. Jane, looking on, was still teary and a bit confused but she did realize that she was, indeed, being rescued.
‘You’d better, bro,’ Ryan said, matching his grin.
He hugged the teary librarian one more time and they walked her off in the direction of their hotel.
Jane discovered that the hotel where Roy and Ryan were staying was a lovely one. They had a big room with two queen sized beds. With no other thoughts at all, she put aside any reservations that she had about her sharing the room with two male students, and said, once she’d looked around at how lovely it was:
‘Guys, I really, really appreciate this, you must at least allow me to pay my part of this.’
‘I don’t think so!’ Roy said in a tone suggesting an end to that conversation.
‘Don’t make her feel bad, Sparky,’ Ryan said.
‘Oh, okay, we’ll make arrangements somehow but you’re, for the most part, our guest.’
‘Oh, thank you,’ she said.
They stood about awkwardly for a minute or two and Roy asked, nicely:
‘So, what’s your plan, Ms Ward?’
‘Please, guys,’ she almost pleaded, ‘You found me in a foreign country in tears and in distress, you rescued me in the nicest fashion and we’re to be roomies, can it be ‘Jane’?’
‘Lovely,’ Roy said with a smile, ‘So, Janie, what’s your plan?’
‘Roy!’ Ryan said severely.
‘What?’ Roy asked peevishly.
‘She said Jane,’ Ryan said evenly.
‘Oh, I like the Janie,’ Jane said, ‘It’s a name from my childhood.’
Roy smiled at his brother and they turned their attention to Jane.
‘Well,’ she said, ‘I’m not totally unprepared but Marge was going to get the itinerary together for us.
‘Good,’ Roy said, ‘You’ll come with us.’
Ryan laughed and said: ‘Roy is the guide, and he’s a good one, I assure you. Will you join us on our wanderings in Rome?’
‘Love to,’ Jane said. She thought for a few seconds and said:
‘Can I, do you mind if I shower first to get some of the trip grime off of me. I’d like to feel human again.’
‘Be our guest,’ Ryan said.
She turned to her suitcase and took out the clothes that she was going to change into.
Roy was grinning and said: ‘Uho, naked woman alert!’
‘Roy!’ Ryan said, laughing, and Jane joined in the laugh with them.
‘I guess!’ Jane said, heading for the bathroom. ‘I won’t be long, but does anyone need to use it, before I shower?’
‘No,’ Ryan said, ‘We’re okay.’
‘And we won’t peak!’ Roy said, and then quickly to Ryan: ‘I know: ‘ROY’!’
They both laughed at that and Jane shook her head and laughed too.
The shower felt like a life changing event for her. The hot water was wonderful. She let it run down her entire body, from her short auburn hair to her feet. It made her feel alive and well again.
Jane Ward was, at 27 years, a retiring beauty. She was a fairly tall 5’8′ with rust colored, auburn hair, cut short. It made her look perpetually ‘perky’. She was large in the bust, sporting a pair of 37/38c breasts. She also was sensually rounded in the butt. At the university she worked out all the time to keep her weight under control. She was not, however, flashy in the way that she dressed. When she was done with the shower and had dried her hair, she put on a simple blouse and blue skirt with sensible shoes. She hoped that she was ready for Rome now.
She emerged from the bathroom with a big smile on her face.
‘There she is, right from the library stacks!’ Roy said pleasantly.
‘You must, please let me take you to dinner to say thank you! I feel so much better, so human,’ Jane indicated.
They looked at one another and Roy got an impish look on his face. It made both Ryan and Jane smile and Ryan said a quick:
‘Roy!’
But Roy, unabashed, said: ‘Well, you’ve already been naked in our room, that should be payment enough for some of us!’
He laughed at his own cleverness and Ryan and Jane joined in the laugh with him.
Then she said: ‘I insist.’
‘Fine,’ Roy said, with Ryan nodding. ‘It’ll be Bafetto’s for pizza. The best in Rome!’
‘That sounds so nice!’ she said and then, ‘Well, guys, I’m in your hands.’
‘Wow!’ Roy said, without a pause, ‘That sounds so sexy.’
He held up his hands at that point and said to Ryan, ‘I know, I know! I’ll behave.’
Jane laughed, and he gave her a huge smile, while Ryan said, shaking his head:
‘I simply doubt it!’
By the time they were ready to go out, it was already turning eveni
ng. They were just in time for an early table at Bafetto’s for pizza. Jane was tickled with the dinner and the location as well as the company of Ryan and Roy. She told both of them as much. They also, for their part, seemed to enjoy her company. The three of them talked and laughed together as they made their way across Rome.
Roy proved to be an excellent guide. After an affable dinner they struck out on a walk. He took them first to the piazza with the Pantheon for a visit. Jane was overjoyed. All gone and forgotten was her previous fears about the vacation trip imploding and turning into a disaster.
From the region of the Pantheon they went on with their Italian type of ‘passeggiata’ into the evening. They went on to the Trevi fountain, braving the crowds there to see the famous fountain lighted for the night time.
‘Oh, this is beautiful,’ Jane gushed, and her enthusiasm made both Ryan and Roy happy.
They spent a bit of time at Trevi and then wandered back toward Piazza Navonna. They stopped on the way to have a drink at a convenient cafe. As they were seated and talking, it was Roy who brought up the need for a schedule for use of the bathroom. They all agreed on the necessity and also decided to leave it to him to set it up.
He made it a simple one, with which they could all agree. While they were agreeing, she made a kind of squeak and covered her mouth with her hand.
‘What is it?’ Ryan asked.
‘Oh dear!’ she said. ‘I just realized something.’ But she stopped talk at that point.
‘Aha,’ said Roy, ‘It’s something that she doesn’t want to tell us.’
She began to blush.
‘See!’ Roy said triumphantly.
‘Roy!’ Ryan said with his customary calmness.
‘Fine,’ Roy said, grinning, ‘Just tell us, Janie, we’ll work it out.’
‘This is embarrassing,’ she began.
‘Goody!’ Roy said, and immediately put a hand over his mouth.
‘Don’t listen to him, Jane,’ Ryan said, ‘Whatever it is, we can take care of it.’
‘I know,’ she said, ‘You’ve been so nice to me. This is just a kind of a problem of my own making.’
She sighed a great sigh and then went on: ‘Well, it’s this way. This trip, one that I’ve been dreaming of for a long time, was to be with my friend Marge. As you know, when Marge’s father died, I had to come alone. That was the whole thing about my earlier melt down.’
She stopped at that point, getting emotional thinking of it again and it was Roy who put his hand over hers in re-assurance.
‘Thank you,’ she said to Roy, kissing him on the cheek, which caused him to quip:
‘I got the first kiss, Ryan, remember that!’
They all laughed.
‘Okay, so there I was planning for a trip with Marge and trying to not overload my suitcase. Well, you see . . .’ she blushed, and Roy said to Ryan, with a grin:
‘This is going to be good.’
‘Go on,’ Ryan said softly, and Jane did:
‘I had planned to wear, you know, only, uh, undies to bed and provided myself with only one nightgown, a kind of slinky, sexy one, since it was a trip to Rome. . .’
‘And you never know what’s going to happen,’ Roy finished the statement.
‘Yes,’ Jane said blushing. ‘And that’s all that I have to wear to bed.’
‘See,’ Roy said to Ryan in triumph, ‘Told you it’d be good.’
Roy turned back to Jane and said: ‘Boy, Ms Librarian are you in trouble!’
Jane blushed but joined the two of them in a laugh at her dilemma.
But Roy jumped into the conversation right away and said:
‘Ryan, did you bring extra pj bottoms? I didn’t.’
‘No,’ Ryan admitted.
But Roy went on: ‘But you do have an extra tee shirt?’
‘Well, yeah,’ Ryan said, understanding now, ‘It might work for her too.’
‘What?’ Jane asked.
‘My tee shirt,’ Ryan said, ‘I have a few with me and I think that they’re big enough to come down probably to your mid thigh. Might work for a night shirt.
‘Unless of course you just insist on wearing only . . .’ Roy broke in with.
‘Roy!’ Ryan said softly.
‘Sorry!’ Roy said, ‘Getting carried away.’
(It can be noted here that Roy had a slight, slim build and was about 140 lbs, whereas his brother Ryan, who’d been a wrestler at the university, was much bigger, probably about 195 lbs.)
‘Oh, that might work,’ Jane said with obvious relief. ‘I just hate to keep making a fool of myself.’
It was Ryan who spoke quickly this time: ‘Jane,’ he said, ‘You are so gorgeous that wearing a slinky nightgown or less is in no way going to make you look like a fool.’
‘Ryan!’ Roy said, and grinned as he said it.
Both Ryan and Jane joined in the laughter, after Roy had made the remark.
‘See,’ Roy said, ‘All settled!’
‘Thank you both,’ she said earnestly. ‘I’m going to be so far in your debt.’
‘No, no,’ Roy said, ‘We intend to take care of you in Rome, damsel in distress and all that. Especially if it’s a damsel in distress wearing only her undies!’ He was already laughing by the time he ended the sentence.
Then he held up his hand and said: ‘Okay, Jane, you’re so much fun but I promise, scouts honor, that I’ll back down. Otherwise the jock here will begin to pound on me and I will have deserved the pounding.’
She laughed and put her hand on his:
‘Roy, you’re just such a good tonic for this girl’s spirits, and the two of you today have turned my disaster into a wonderful day in Rome.’
‘Care to walk some more?’ Ryan asked.
‘That would be nice,’ she answered.
‘Especially if it puts off having to get ready for bed!’ Roy said and immediately put his hand over his mouth. ‘I will stop now,’ he promised then, although the other two were grinning at him.
‘It’s such a nice night,’ Jane said, ‘What is in this neighborhood to walk to?’
‘Oh, that’s the great thing,’ Roy said ‘Just five minutes in this direction is St. Peter’s and the Vatican!’
‘Really?’ Jane answered with obvious delight, ‘Can we walk there now?’
‘You’re going to make Rome so much fun for us!’ Roy said, ‘Bro?’
‘I guess you’re right,’ Ryan said, and they left the cafe and walked toward the narrow streets and lanes that would lead them in the direction of the Vatican.
They got out to the bridge at the Castel Sant’ Angelo, from which it was possible to see St. Peter’s and Jane made a sound of positive delight, when she first spied it in the near distance.
‘Oh, how gorgeous!’ she said. She looked around, as they made their way across the bridge toward the Castel and noted:
‘Look at all the couples.’
Then she put her arm through Ryan’s on one side and Roy’s on the other and said, kissing each of them on the cheek:
‘Lucky me to be in Rome with two handsome champions! They both beamed at her in response.
They walked up to and around St. Peter’s square, enjoying the balmy Roman night and the sights, and all the people that were out strolling.
When they’d walked around St. Peter’s, with Jane in awe of Bernini’s columns, they turned back in the direction of Navonna.
‘Can’t put off getting ready for bed any longer!’ Jane said, grinning at Roy.
‘Beat me to it!’ Roy said with a grin. Then he turned to Ryan and said:
‘I hope you have more than one tee shirt, I don’t want the university librarian swooning over your naked chest! I know that I always do!’
He lapsed into a smile, as he finished saying this and then said to a grinning Jane:
‘Yes, Janie, I’m the gay one. Don’t know how the jock here missed the gene but he did. So, if there’s creeping and crawling around during the night, you know that it won’t be me. You need to watch out for the jock here.’
But she jumped in, before Ryan could say anything with:
‘Maybe it’ll be me doing the creeping and crawling around!’
Ryan broke into a laugh at that point, and was joined by a surprised Roy in the
laugh, as she beamed at them, taking their arms again and strolling back toward the hotel with them.
When they got to the hotel, they talked in the room, as, according to Roy’s schedule, he got to use the bathroom first. When he was done, and in pj bottoms and a tee shirt, it was Ryan’s turn. Then he too was done and, he fetched a large tee shirt from his bag for Jane, and she retired to the bathroom.
She had a quick shower, humming to herself during the shower and thinking all the while how fortunate this day had turned out for her.
‘Marge will kick herself,’ she said to herself with a grin, ‘When she finds out who I had to room with on this vacation.’
She was out and ready in a few minutes. The tee shirt did indeed go down to within about four inches of her knees.
‘I have skirts that are shorter!’ she said, more likely to give herself courage than from any other motive.
Then just before she went into the bedroom, a voice in her mind said:
‘Go get ’em, tiger!’ and she giggled before opening the bathroom door.
‘Main event,’ Roy said out loud, as the bathroom door opened.
‘Even more gorgeous!’ Ryan said, and Roy agreed:
‘Even I can see that.’
‘Thank you, roomies!’ Jane said. Then she went on earnestly:
‘I hope that you have enough room. I’m sorry if you’re crowded.’
‘We’re fine,’ Roy said, ‘As long as Ryan keeps his hands to himself.’ He laughed, when he said that.
Before slipping into bed, Jane went to Roy’s side of the bed and kissed his cheek, saying ‘good night.’ She moved around and got to kiss Ryan on the lips and said the same thing.
‘Hey,’ Roy complained, ‘I only got a cheek kiss.’
‘You forgot to move your head!’ Ryan said, and they all laughed.
Jane sighed, as she got into bed and said: ‘My knights in shining armor!’
They talked across the dark room for a bit, they were all excited and only gradually fell asleep.
Jane opened her eyes only slowly the next morning. It took here a few seconds to flash back to what had happened the previous day but she ended up smiling to herself. She heard movement around the room and then it was Roy’s voice saying:
‘Oh, that’s nice!’
‘Shhhh,’ she heard then from Ryan, and she realized that she’d kicked the covers off of her at night, an inveterate habit of hers, and her butt was sticking out, and, since night time movement had rucked up the tee shirt that she was wearing, she was apparently showing her panty clad fanny.
‘Lovely in pink!’ Roy said and was quieted again by Ryan.
She didn’t know is she should acknowledge it or not. Then she felt a soft hand move the covers and slide them up over her hips and across to cover her totally. It was then that she stretched and said a very sleepy: ‘Good morning, guys!’
‘Oh,’ Roy remarked, ‘Show is over!’
‘Roy,’ Ryan said quietly, ‘Go use the bathroom, it’s your schedule and your turn!’
‘Show?’ Jane said, going for innocent.
‘Nothing,’ Ryan said.
‘Nothing my foot,’ Roy said, going into the bathroom, ‘Just one of the nicest butts on the planet on display.’
He turned to the room, once he’d said it, and grinned at her. She had the covers pulled up to her chin and was grinning back at the two of them.
‘Sorry, fellas!’ she said with some chagrin.
‘Hey,’ Ryan said then, ‘That’s okay, and it’s not really the kind of thing that you need to ever apologize for.’ Then he followed that quickly with: Roy, let it go!’
Roy grinned again and nodded, disappearing into the bathroom whistling ‘the stripper’.
‘Go!’ Ryan said, and Roy went off to use the bathroom first.
Ryan’s turn was next in the bathroom. Jane watched as he got up from his side of the shared bed and went into the bathroom. He absent-mindedly was taking off his tee shirt as he went.
Jane was gaping at his back and what she saw of his chest. Then she watched the twitch of his ass cheeks, as he moved. Roy had already gone out in an effort to fetch coffee for them, when Jane, with a giggle said:
‘Ryan, nice butt!’
‘Thanks, Roy!’ he said, flashing her a grin.
‘Turn about and fair play!’ was her next comment.
‘Watch out, librarian or the covers come off of you next!’ Ryan said, as he closed the door.
‘Eeep!’ was her only comment, hugging the covers to her chin and grinning at his retiring figure.
When he was gone for his quick shower, she simply settled down and sighed. She didn’t remember a time when she’d been as happy as she was at that moment. She reflected and thought that this had been the most fortuitous accident that she’d ever had.
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When Franz recovered his senses, he saw Albert drinking a glass of water, of which, to judge from his pallor, he stood in great need; and the count, who was assuming his masquerade costume. He glanced mechanically towards the square--the scene was wholly changed; scaffold, executioners, victims, all had disappeared; only the people remained, full of noise and excitement. The bell of Monte Citorio, which only sounds on the pope's decease and the opening of the Carnival, was ringing a joyous...
So it's called when in Rome cos I couldn't think of a name and that's where I was when I started this idea, this idea is going to be a series of separate storys happening to the same people (mostly) the idea being that the story could go anywhere any time, with lots of collaboration from different people with different kinks. These stories will be about a range of things including but not limited to: Swinging ,cuckold ,Anal ,incest ,Rough sex ,Cute romance ,Orgys ,BDSM , futa, maybe some...
Damn, I was beginning to wonder why I did this. Search and Rescue is a long job with a low success rate for the individual teams. You always hope you will be the one that makes the find and that you bring them out. The worst is when you are too late. The ringing of the phone had brought me out of a deep sleep. From what the commander said this was going to be a high profile search. A plane went down in the mountains west of here. They had an approximate area, and the search planes should have...
I am heavily involved in search and rescue operations in the back county. The mountains are very steep and we end up with numerous calls for people who went off trail trying to take a short cut only to find their path ending in a cliff. It is too steep to backtrack up so the 911 call comes in. I have always had this fantasy. Calling out the three of us make our way down the hillside trying to locate the stranded hikers. We find them and I gear up first and head over the side of the...
This story may not be altered or reposted without the expressed written permission of the original author. ************ Rescue Me By Lindsay Hart 5pm. Another day done. I was just shutting down my computer and getting ready to head home as the phone rang at my desk. "Hello." "Oh, Kelly, I'm so glad you haven't left. Somehow I knew you would still be there. I can always count on you to give me a full day's work. I need help and don't know what to do." The lady on...
Dear reader, this story tells of the love between an able bodied girl and a disabled man. I did a little bit of research to see if these events could actually happen and I have concluded that they could… If for some reason my research has led me to improper conclusions, I hope that I won’t offend anyone with the story that follows. * I met my husband Ben back in college. I had known him since freshman year and we were the best of friends. We did not get together until senior year because I...
Hello readers, hope you enjoyed my previous stories “Rescue wife from her affair part one and two”. Those who are all not yet finished yet, go and read it. After fuck with maid rasaathi, I went to our room and have some hot drinks. Due to tired and drunken position I fell in bed. I woke up at evening 4o clock only. Some of my friends went. I ask my friends that when are they leaving? They told waiting for me only; they need to reach their home before 6. I ask them to go, don’t wait for me....
I swung from one hand and reached up and over to catch the narrow ledge. I looked up at the overhang and the stranded climber hanging from his harness. I did not bother looking down since it was over two thousand meters to the base of the cliff. I pulled up and shifted as I swung and reached and shoved my hand into a crack. Slowly I worked my way to the climber and hung from one hand and clipped a follow me rope to his harness. I continued to move out and up and finally caught the edge and...
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF ROMEROby theduck1930IntroductionRomero was a very plain looking young man of 33 years old, though he had a body that would make even Mr. America jealous to look at it. Abs that looked like a rippled sidewalk. His hips were small and his chest large giving him a near V shaped torso, green eyes and blond hair and a full on tan without tan lines. His legs were muscled and bulged in all the right places. In all respects he was an Adonis if it were not for his face.Romero had...
Author’s Note: Recently my wife shared a fantasy of hers involving a seductive meeting with a supposed stranger in Italy. Both of us decided to write our own version, this one is hers. Mine is posted in the ‘Anal’ section under the title ‘In Italia.’ While mine is playful and sexual, hers is heartfelt and romantic. Hopefully one will appeal to you, if not both. Enjoy! ————— As I walk through the ripe fall air, I take a moment to enjoy the breathtaking scenery: the hazy twinkle of street...
You wake up scared and naked, shouting fills the air as a crowd of customers surround the lifted stage. Voices hoarse from yelling all day, yet they continue as if in a feeding frenzy. They begin shouting numbers and coins again and again as each new product steps onto stage. You watch as a large ox of a man steps onto stage. His ebony black skin glistens with sweat in the hot Roman sun. Yet, the sweat only draws attention to the many scars the man bears from the whip. He seems indifferent,...
FantasySteven Lampard High School was having their annual week-long summer vacation for the students just before they left. Since it was usually expensive, not many people went on these trips, but this year, nine students managed to afford the holiday, some got the parents to pay, and some worked but they were not preparing to leave. Characters: Xander Evans: Short brown hair, a sweet, friendly, nice guy. Best friends with Danny and Marco. He is also the ex-boyfriend of Lily, however they broke up on...
My name is Chasity Alberta Glassner, the Tyrants' daughter. I write these words down so my motivations will not be lost to time, and so there will be no confusion, speculation, or misunderstanding about my actions. –Excerpt from 'The Tyrants' Daughter: An Autobiography' by Saint Chasity Alberta Glassner Mark Glassner – May 9th, 2053 "I'm ready, Grandpa," little Liza smiled at me. Well, she wasn't really that little at fifteen. She was my youngest grandchild, daughter of Marcelo and...
Dear Readers, Thank you for all your comments. I have edited Part 1 to take into consideration some of the errors you pointed out… Sorry for the confusion about the first name… I was getting ahead of myself. Ben is the man in the story and the girl who had remained nameless in the first part of the story is Sam (Samantha) the narrator. Again, I hope that no one will be offended about the love that develops between a disabled man and an able bodied woman. Please let me know if you think that...
PLEASE ACTIVATE GAME MODE! CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION! In the eternal battle between good and evil, there will always be superheroes fighting supervillains. On the side of justice are the men who have been endowed with enhanced strength, durability, intelligence, and supernatural abilities. These righteous heroes use their powers to protect the weak and helpless, and to right wrongs caused by the evil villains who seek to exploit and ruin others for their own personal benefit and power....
BDSMThis story may not be altered or reposted without the express written permission of the author. Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement. Comments are always welcome. New e-mail is [email protected]. Rescue Me 2 By Lindsay Hart "Hello?" "Hi, Beth. This is your little sister." "Kelly!! Oh, wow, sweetie, I was just thinking about you. I've been trying to call your apartment for a couple of days but your phone has been out of order. I've been so worried...
Hello friends, this is the second part of the story of “Rescue my wife from her affair”. Those who were not read its previous part please go and read it first. After got to know about my wife affair, always I had my eyes on her activities. I can’t find any changes in her behavior towards me nor my family. So I understand that she doesn’t hate us. She loves us as usual. But she loves him too. That’s the problem. I want to confirm her affair. So I made a plan (From ISS stories). While she went to...
Rescue All my life I've been a big advocate of acts of kindness. I've always said you can never know just how much difference even a simple act can make. Then one day I learned how right I had been .... I was having a tough week looking for a job, and on the spur of the moment I decided to go for a drive to clear my head. I headed out of town, thinking I'd visit a nearby town that had a botanical garden, but as I approached the turn-off, I saw a car in the ditch. The engine...
I had just stormed out of the local bar when some jackass bartender wanted to be an asshole and refuse serve me anymore. I had gotten into an argument with my boyfriend while we were there because he said I’m too snobby to get drunk ... What the hell is that even supposed to mean? ... Because I know I’m a higher class than most there, I’m too good to get drunk? Is that what he meant?! Or ... Maybe he wanted me to get upset. Maybe this was a plan to make me mad so I’d leave. I did notice him...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. This story is a sequel to UNDER HER. UNDER HER is a sequel to CO-ED TANDEM BEER PISSING CONTEST. This story was inspired by reading some news article about a hospital in Sweden that treats victims of sexual torture by assigning them...
"Alpha Base, we are two minutes from your location." Bert heard the pilot's words in his ear and automatically began checking over his own equipment. This wasn't meant to be a hot landing but habits are hard to break, especially ones that have kept you alive when faced with the death and destruction that usually accompanied the assault landings he was normally involved in. Along side him the two pretend marines he'd created saw what he was doing and did their best to copy his...
Shirlynn's inner watch mercilessly woke her at a quarter to seven, just in time for breakfast. In daylight the room looked and smelled even worse. There was no way she could ever hide what had happened during the night. Also for some strange reason, that she could no even identify herself, she did not want her slumbering lover to wake up while she was there, so she dressed silently and made her way to the galley. Everyone was there, already busily gulping down the first meal of the day....
"Sam, I'd like you to meet Jerome. "Jerome, this is Sam. We've known each other like forever." Jerome looked the two young men over as he shook Sam's hand. Sam and Sean were cut from the same cloth. Mid 20s, thin, in gym shape, neatly put together. Typical young urban gay men. Sean had latched onto Jerome at the gym, where he seemed to be fixated on Jerome's thick muscles and angular frame. Jerome found Sean's attention amusing, and did not discourage him. Soon Sean was timing...
I'm 35, a mom of 3 girls, married to a wonderful man, Tom. I teach Math at a local high school and is known in the State as a Football Factory and of course teaching Sr. High School math most of the football players come thru my class. Both Tom, myself, and our girls go to all the games and are involved in all the sports activities. The girls, Sue is 13, Tatum is 10, and Alexis is 3.I hate talking about myself, Tom and I met when we were in High School. We got married at 20, and I was a mom at...
That afternoon I enjoyed a warm shower and I lay on my bed completely naked. I had decided to take a rest before meeting my Black Master, since my loving hubby had gone out of town in a business trip.I spread my legs wide open and touched my freshly shaved smooth pussy; pulling my lips apart I felt my clit that had become slightly swollen.Then I sighed softly and rubbed my clit very gently, as my mind was being consumed with what would be happening later in Jerome’s arms…It always happened each...
Jerome called me at my office that early afternoon. He warned me he was in town and willing about fucking my sexy wife in front of me. I told him he was a fucking nigger bastard; but he just laughed on the phone and hung up.Jerome was my wife’s Black Master. Ana had been hypnotized by this well hung black man and she would do anything for having his hard thick cock in any of her sweet holes. When I came home at evening and entered the living room; I could hear our marital bed squeaking from the...
On my six-weekly visits to Cape Town, I mostly stayed at a beautiful, old-worldly hotel in Sea Point, on a beautiful promenade. Let me explain the word, ‘mostly.’ Please bear in mind that Cape Town is in the southern hemisphere and therefore, the global seasons are the opposite of the north.With the summer season approaching after September, the hotel got very busy, attracting mostly a Germanic clientele. Understandably, most of the management and reception staff were proficient in German....
Gay MaleIt was now Spring once again in the small town of Ridgemont, and Ridgemont High was having its annual and much anticipated high school play. This time it would be Shakesphere's Romeo and Juliet. There had been a considerable amount of discussion and disagreement among the members of the committee in charge of play about the choice of the actors. Jill Hickson had originally been choosen to play the part of Juliet and Miles Johnson for her Romeo, but as fate would have it Jill contracted a virus...
VoyeurDuring the early summer on a saturday morning I got a response to an ad I had on a local site seeking hot black men. Black stud here 35 6 ft 175 dark complected straight guy here with a 9 in dick needs working on respond back it said......So it got my attention and I replied back to his e -mail .....Sounds hot any pic ? I asked and after some time he replied back with a pic of his cock,It was really nice looking with a nice low hanging set of balls....Sweet looking cock I said back when you...
This time of the year is usually so beautiful, Maggie thought, as she stared out of her window. Oh, the leaves were still turning brilliant hues of red and orange and yellow. But it was 1864 and Maggie was in Virginia. Sighing, she turned away from the window, once again cursing the Fates which had had her turn a marriageable 17 at the start of the War Between the States. Maggie could see only one benefit to being unmarried at the God-awful age of 21. When she worked at the hospital, along...
My dildos and Jerome My loving Victor had fucked me early morning, before leaving to his office.Then I stayed there on my bed; feeling still so fucking horny. I called Jerome and begged him to come and fuck me, to make me his whore, to possess me like a bitch…He smiled on the phone and said: “Get your ass ready for my black dick at midday”Two hours later I was still lying in our marital bed; my legs bent at the knees and pulled up to my breasts as one twelve inch black cock slowly stroked my...
Anita and a different afternoon with JeromeFriday late evening Anita came back home after a hard sex session with Jerome, her favorite black lover and found me relaxing on our deck, enjoying the warm weather. She kissed me and said she was thinking about letting Jerome fist her the next time they were together. Ana said he had been asking her to let him put his fist in her cunt for some weeks. I asked her if that were something she would enjoy and she replied that she would love the feeling of...
My english teacher is mexican, she has black hair light brown skin,is about 25 and is kind of a BBW, still hot and not overweight by much.Her name is Ms.Romero.she sometimes walks around class barefoot with her perfect feet.Sometimes she used to sit on a chair in front of class teaching or lecturing and sometimes during summer she would wear skirts then sat on her chair that was pretty high off the ground.So she would wear her skirts and sit on the chair unknowingly showing her beautiful BBW...