Homecoming
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Again, I want to give a shout out to Techsan for the exemplary editing job. Thanks one and all for all of the great comments, and, thanks for reading my story. Readers, please keep up with the comments. They encourage me to get on with the next chapter. They also let me know if I’m going in the right direction. That’s not to say that I am going to give everyone what they want — LOL! But hopefully I can give you a little of what you need…as promised. Cheers and thanks again.
Chapter 7
Thanks to Lula’s petulance and a maliciously spilled cup of coffee, Justine had managed to secure an entire morning with Daniel and a date with the most eligible bachelor in town. To be fair, she’d had her doubts about her chances of success with this breathtaking specimen.
It was this uncertainty that had prompted her to hedge her bets, she’d asked her father to simply drop her off and leave her stranded at the Carven estate. She’d planned to use her predicament as an excuse to solicit some ‘private’ time with Daniel and perhaps purloin an invitation to be his date on July Fourth.
She’d been almost positive that her initial attempt was failing when Lula rescued her floundering efforts by unceremoniously spilling a scalding cup of coffee all over the front of the her linen dress — a small price to pay, she had a dozen at home just like it in every imaginable color. Even as she was silently cursing the day that that ‘black bitch’ had been born, she knew that there had to be a way to turn this ‘accident’ in her favor. She’d found a way.
As Daniel gazed at Justine’s perfectly poised sexy pout, he realized that he was trapped. Of course he’d drive the little vixen home so she could change. Of course he’d ask her to be his date for the Fourth of July picnic. What red-blooded man in their right mind would turn down an opportunity like that? Besides, who else would he ask? Lula?
Daniel mentally revisited the ‘accident’ that had just taken place only moments before and began to fume anew.
‘Just where the hell did Lula get off attacking Justine like that?’ he groused to himself as he took the ‘Venus of Raleigh’ by the arm and led her to his father’s pickup.
He’d seen Lu pull some malicious stunts before, but this last one was too much. She could have really hurt the girl with that little act of hers. And even if Lu didn’t appreciate what Justine had to say about her, a full-blown assault with a scalding cup of coffee wasn’t exactly the answer either. Lu’s temper was going to get her into trouble one day — of this Daniel was certain.
As vexed as Daniel was at Lu, Justine was secretly just as grateful. Keeping her conversation light and away from all things ‘Lula,’ Justine managed to lighten Daniel’s mood considerably. By the time they reached the driveway of her Greek Revival-style mansion, Daniel had convinced himself that an afternoon with Justine would be more pleasant than he’d anticipated.
She’d laughed in all the right places without sounding forced or too eager. She’d asked about his first year at West Point and seemed genuinely interested in his answers, even picking up on slight nuisances in their conversation and asking for more detail. In short, Daniel’s conversation with Justine had been the first calm and rationale conversation he’d had with someone his own age since he’d come home, he was grateful for the respite from the tension-filled encounters with Lula these past few days.
As the two entered the cavernous foyer of her palatial home, Justine made sure to warn Daniel that no one was home and he should wait in the drawing room while she changed — it was fitting for all gentlemen callers to wait in the parlor or drawing room for their intended. She’d even offered to bring him something cool to drink while he waited.
Justine: the perfect hostess, adept at entertaining and excelling in deportment. The art of subtly wasn’t lost on her when she wanted to finesse a situation to her advantage.
Daniel waited patiently in the drawing room, pretending to be interested in the family portraits and expensive bric-a-brac tastefully displayed like relics in a museum. The Farewell home had always seemed a little unsettling to him, lacking any of the warmth and subtle elegance his own home offered. Indeed, the Farewell mansion accurately reflected its owners, beautiful and aesthetically pleasing, while simultaneously giving off an austere, cold feeling.
As Daniel meandered around the large drawing room, a chill passed through him. He involuntarily shivered and repeatedly checked the doorway, mentally willing Justine to hurry and finish dressing so that he could leave this mausoleum. Something unnerving hung thick in the air in this house. Daniel wanted out.
He’d decided to call upstairs for Justine, when he heard a loud crash followed by a shrill cry as Justine called out to him in surprise. Taking two steps at a time, Daniel ran up the stairs to Justine’s room, his heart pounding in his throat and anticipating the worst. When he reached the girl’s door, for the second time in less than two days, Daniel was left dumbstruck.
Justine was standing in the middle of her bedroom surround by the twinkling shards of glass that had once apparently been a crystal vase. The contents of the vase, a bouquet of at least two dozen white roses, were strewn on the floor. Water pooled around the girl’s feet, which were clad in expensive cream-colored platform shoes — the strap on one shoe was broken. Daniel could only guess why Justine had decided to slip on the uncomfortable footwear given that she was wearing very little else.
Justine feigned an attempt at modesty by trying to cover the important parts of her body with her hands. The white silk and lace slip she’d pulled on left little to the imagination. The garment seemed to be poured onto her body, outlining each curve with perfection. The high-heeled shoes put her legs on display as she pretended to cover herself by crossing her legs in front of her and covering her bottom half with one hand — a picture perfect pin-up pose, the other hand was occupied with the pretense of covering her breasts, her bubble-gum pink nipples perkily defying her attempts at modesty. At that moment, Daniel understood Justine’s allure.
‘Daniel, don’t just stand there gawking…help me,’ the blonde Venus gasped as she captured Daniel with pleading eyes filled with helplessness.
‘I was rushing to get dressed and the strap on my shoe broke. I knocked the vase off of the dressing table when I lost my balance,’ Justine motioned to the floor at the discarded carcasses of white roses sacrificed at the altar of deception.
‘There’s glass everywhere and I am petrified to try and walk away in these heels for fear I’ll break my neck or cut my feet to ribbons.’
Daniel sighed, Justine’s obvious attempt to get him upstairs to her bedroom had worked like a charm. Surprisingly, he didn’t half mind being the object of this ruse. It kept his mind off other things — and other people.
‘Stay right there, I’ll come and get you,’ he struggled to keep the exasperation and amusement out of his voice.
She’d woven a crafty web in order to get him in this particular situation. He was starting to wonder if this had been her plan from the moment she’d started pawing him in his driveway. This theory was quickly dispatched with the memory of Lu and the scalding coffee ‘incident.’ There was no way that Justine could have orchestrated that accident.
Daniel crossed the room to her in only a few strides. The two stared awkwardly at each other in silence — Justine pretending to be embarrassed and Daniel acting as though he hadn’t any idea that he was walking into a tender trap.
For the few moments that Daniel stood in Justine’s personal space, he enjoyed the view her feminine charms offered before bending down and scooping her up in his arms. Feeling an uncomfortable sense of déjà vu, Daniel turned and strode p
urposely back to Justine’s bed where he carefully placed the precious cargo.
His hand lingered a little too long on the small of her back as Daniel wrestled with the idea of taking Justine up on her silent offer. The hesitation was not lost on the petite vixen and she took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Daniel’s neck and pull him into a kiss.
‘That’s your reward for coming to my rescue and being such a gentleman,’ she cooed as she stroked the curls on the back of his neck, ‘a lesser man would have ravished me where I stood.’
Daniel stared down at Justine in amazement. He was more amazed at himself than this woman-child’s attempt at seduction — an inviting and not entirely unsuccessful attempt at that. His libido was working overtime.
Sexual frustration pent up from twenty-four hours of unfulfilled need seemed to virtually burst at the seams as Daniel felt his cock beckon him with a familiar jolt. He looked down at the golden-haired beauty beneath him, her arms draped around his neck, her pink lips were poised to drink in another kiss. Daniel succumbed to temptation and bent down to partake of her offering.
Pushing away thoughts of another night with another beauty beneath him, Daniel lowered Justine back onto the bed. He pressed his body against hers, reveling in the feel of her nakedness beneath the thin silk of her slip. Once again, Daniel was in luck, very little stood between Justine’s warmth and the touch of his flesh against hers.
As Justine wriggled beneath him with delighted anticipation, Daniel’s hands molded to her silk-encased form. He stroked and explored the slippery curves of her body, listening to the sound of his calloused fingers rubbing against the exotic fabric. Pausing only momentarily to cup the small perfect orbs of her breasts, Daniel’s breathing quickened and he dipped his head down once more to savagely claim Justine’s soft pink lips.
She mewled and moaned beneath him, encouraging him to take what he wanted by pressing her body against his. She could feel his hardening need and the hot moist core of her own being throbbed in response to his body’s demanding call. She raised her hips to meet his as the two began grinding against each other in a silent, lusty tango, the steps to which both knew instinctively.
‘Mmmmm…Daniel, don’t make me beg you,’ Justine managed between ragged gulps of air as she reached beneath his t-shirt to knead the hardened muscles of his back.
She pressed her belly against his own muscular torso and began grinding her dampening pussy against the denim covered steel of his thighs. The friction was almost enough to make him cum before he’d even had an opportunity to take off his pants. His fingers, seemingly thick and clumsy from passion, began to fumble with his belt buckle in earnest.
Unable to curb her patience any longer, the enthusiastic southern belle literally took matters into her own hands, reached up, unbuckled the stubborn belt and peeled the jeans and underwear off Daniel’s body with one seemingly effortless pull. Daniel’s shirt was the next article of clothing to be unceremoniously removed as Justine tore at him like a gift-wrapped package on Christmas day. Once completely rid of his clothing, Justine paused in awe. Daniel was beautiful.
Even as children, Daniel had held a fascination with the spoiled heiress. Now, kneeling over her in all of his sculpted glory, he’d managed to take her breath away.
He was striking in every sense of the word — at once ethereal and masculine. Sun-kissed olive skin, smooth as marble, stretched over sculpted muscle. His face, almost too pretty to belong to a man, sported touches of masculinity with a sculpted jaw and a strong chin beneath full, soft lips that were created for the sole purpose of consuming. Of all the features on his beautiful visage, Daniel’s eyes captured her like nothing she’d ever experience. Clear, almost translucent steel-gray beams of light from beneath dark brows pinned her with intensity. He was almost too beautiful to be a man.
‘My God, Daniel, you’re even prettier than I am,’ Justine opined aloud, only half-conscious of her vocal admission.
Daniel chuckled deeply as he bent down to position himself on top of her.
‘Well, let’s not go too far,’ he replied huskily as he nuzzled her neck and nipped at the tender perfumed flesh.
‘I’d say I’ve got the better view from where I’m sitting,’ he continued and worked his tongue down an imaginary trail on her neck stopping to nip and kiss the flesh of her shoulders and throat before sampling the bubble-gum peaks of her nipples through the thin fabric of her slip.
He’d had no idea how much he needed this release until now. He stared down at Justine’s body, supple, taut, ripe — ready for the taking. His cock treated him to another involuntary twitch in anticipation. Perhaps Justine was precisely the answer to his problems — no baggage, no issues, no strings. Most importantly, she came with no misplaced incestuous guilt. Justine was the answer…at least for now.
Even as he pressed his tongue against her strawberry lips in order to gain entrance, images of a darker beauty refused to quit his mind. Justine was what he needed. Another was what he wanted. Want and need, two emotions that were never going to reconcile themselves in this situation.
Daniel couldn’t have what he wanted, but he’d take what he needed. Right now he needed Justine, staring down at the embodiment of sex writhing beneath him, Daniel knew that he needed Justine almost as much as she wanted him. That was enough. It had to be enough.
Justine looked up at her paramour through shaded pools of limpid green. He’d known her for most of his childhood. He’d known her brother with unpleasant familiarity as an arrogant, crass boy he’d defeated in pre-pubescent combat in defense of the true manifestation of his want — Lula.
Now, he’d know Justine in a much different way, and, although he knew this new relationship was starting out backwards, Daniel also knew that he didn’t want this moment to be cheapened just because his needs required immediate attention. Joshua Carven would have expected more from his son, Daniel expected more of himself. This path had to lead somewhere beyond this. For now, however, the body needed what it needed. Daniel had no doubt that, if asked, Justine would say she felt exactly the same way.
Careful not to crush the delicate magnolia blossom beneath him with his full weight, Daniel settled the length of his body on top of Justine, who moved beneath him with liquid sensuality. Her dampening womanhood had soaked the fabric of her slip, providing an x-ray view of the golden curls beneath. Daniel’s hand traveled down the length of her body, coming to rest at the apex of her triangle. He paused briefly in order to enjoy the feel of her breathing beneath him — her chest rising and falling with each labored snatch of air from her lungs.
‘Are you sure you want this, darlin’?’ Daniel asked through clenched teeth.
He’d wanted to give Justine an ‘out’ although he knew her acceptance of this reluctant offer to stop would probably drive him over the edge of madness.
‘Everything changes between us if we do this. I won’t let this go,’ his voice was hoarse, aching from days of pent up sexual frustration — he would play the role of a southern gentleman to the end.
This surprising show of tenderness was not lost on Justine. Her eyes softened at the realization of the prize she was about to win. She’d expected a conquest and was getting a lover. How had she come to deserve this? A wave of emotion almost swept her into melancholy.
‘Daniel sweetheart, I’ve wanted this for as long as I can remember,’ she responded with all of the tenderness her raw passion would allow.
That was all the permission he’d needed.
Pushing the hem of her slip up above the apex of her entrance he watched her expression, half-expecting her to scream for him
to stop. When no such request came, he allowed his fingers to trail down between her dampened thighs and caress the guarded womanhood that lay beneath her feminine mantle.
The aroma she emitted was intoxicating. It took every ounce of control not to race through the motions of their lovemaking to the inevitable crescendo. He’d wanted to plunge into her depths with reckless abandon, his belief that she deserved more than a ‘quick fuck’ stopped him from this indulgence.
He’d take his time with her. He’d savor her. He was going to claim her the way he’d not been allowed to claim his true desire. His guilt required this.
The two were silent in anticipation of the cataclysmic encounter they were about to experience. Poised above her, Daniel rubbed his manhood, now an iron sheathed instrument of its own will, against her soaking bush. He watched for signs of displeasure or anxiety. He saw none.
Continuing his carnal introduction, he parted her thighs with his knee and filled the space between them with his body, making sure to purchase friction for his cock against her slit. The sensation was delicious as was evident through the soft gasps and moans his ministrations were eliciting from the woman whose body he was now staking his claim.
Justine was becoming impatient, raising her hips in syncopation to each of his pelvic gyrations. She was anxious to turn the page. Daniel was anxious to avoid hurting her, even if she seemed ‘experienced.’
Taking in her diminutive form, he’d guessed that charging in to suppress the fire might cause her some discomfort given his size. Although they were currently caught up in a passionate embrace, eventually post-coital euphoria would dissipate. If she didn’t feel it now, she’d feel it later. He’d have to take his time with her.
Sensing his reluctance to seize the opportunity presenting itself, Justine shifted her body so as to position him at her entrance and, without a moment’s hesitation, pulled him down and into her. She released a guttural groan as he sank into her depths without resistance.
‘For God’s sake lover, you’re driving me crazy.’ She gasped as she impaled himself on his column.
Daniel gasped as if he’d just been plunged into icy spring water. Sucking in breath through clenched teeth, he took Justine’s lead. She didn’t want it slow and tender — her appetite was as voracious as his.
They both watched in breathless anticipation as Daniel pulled himself out of her, his manhood glistening with her juices. He only paused a moment before plunging back into her depths. As he did, he released a growl that could have easily been mistaken for rage if taken out of context, and buried his face in the crook of Justine’s shoulder as he fought to keep his sanity. Three weeks and two days had been too long for him to do without and his earlier encounters with Lula hadn’t helped his restraint.
Justine purred in his ear and wrapped her legs around him challenging his battle to slow the intensity of their union.
‘Darlin’, are you alright? I don’t believe I said you could take a rest at this stage of the game,’ her lilting voice played in his ear.
‘Come on, sweetheart, we both know that we’re in too deep to reconsider now.’
Daniel hadn’t been reconsidering anything. He’d been contemplating just how much of the beast he could release without tearing this sweet southern belle to pieces in carnal hysteria. Worse still, every few moments, Justine’s cool green eyes were replaced by another set of honey-hued orbs.
He knew this visual deception was his guilt playing him for a fool. He was with Justine now and this was exactly where he was supposed to be. As if driving the point home, he retreated only to slam his body back into the vixen a few more times for good measure. His new lover was more than pleased with his response.
‘Mmmmm…God…Daniel, that’s it…right there…just like that…come on, sugar!’ Justine coaxed as her lithe form wriggled in ecstasy beneath him.
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Nobody could sit still on Saturday. Even Theresa and Larry were buzzing when they came out to see their horses. Donna had her crew cooking from right after we finished forms. I'd never been so thankful that we'd put in a separate twenty-eight cubic foot freezer. She was filling it with everything we would need to eat for the next week while she was with Heaven. Everyone else from all casa were cleaning, mowing, policing the grounds, and trimming bushes. The new gate and entryway to the...
The Punjabi babe Jasleen laid on her left side, looking at Sandesh. He held the right side of her hip and her right lower thigh tightly and started fucking her fast. Jasleen moaned with each thrust, “Ah ah ah ah..” Sandesh was almost ripping into her flesh with his fingers. His grips were that hard. He was biting her teeth and his muscles were stiffened all over her body. That was showing how much strength he was put to action. Sandesh’s thrusts were so strong that Jasleen was being pushed...
The plot formed slowly, but there was one element that I didn’t tell Janice about. Charles needed another recharge day and Janice and I both agreed that a day without sex might make the next day, my final full day in there home, more memorable. So we spent a whole day doing nothing but reading erotic stories to each other and talking about them and chatting online with friends and we each even did a cybersex thing with a random stranger to take the edge off. Janice also told me about some of...
“I have an idea. Let’s go into the bedroom and while we are having sex I will shoot some pictures of us while we are doing it.” “Are you crazy or what?” “No. Let’s go do it. Come on. It’ll be erotic.” “That seems weird to me.” “No, it’ll be cool. We’ve never done anything like that before. ” “Yeah…. But, it’s weird. Nobody is going to see these photos, are they?” “No. No. They are just for us.” So, we went into the bedroom and lay on the bed. Karen, who would later become my wife years later,...
Wife LoversHi guys, hope you all are doing fine. Today I am here to present one of my incidents from my life that will always remain on my head. Hope you people will like the incident. It is a incident happened sometime back in 2005 or so. I was then around 20 years. We had a huge family and living together. The incident is relating to my Aunt Swati who was that time around 30-31 years old. She has a 5 years old boy also. So coming to the incident, our family is a very fun loving family and we used to...
IncestIt had been several months since the Jackson's sexual awakening. The happy couple had more sex than ever and had developed more spontaneity in their sex life. They would have fast 15 minute fuck sessions when they got home from work and before they would have to go pick up their children at the daycare. It had been seven days since they last had sex as Katie had just finished her period. Fred had hoped Katie would give him a much needed release during that time of the month with her mouth...
Brian had recently turned eighteen, he was finally a man. Although he didn't quite feel it. He was much smaller than the other boys around his age being only 5'4" and weighing in at a measly 120 lbs. With black hair, pale smooth complexion, skinny but proportionate limbs and wide hips that contoured his firm bubbly butt, his effeminate features didn't quite demand respect from his peers. He tried all his life to make friends but kids are cruel and are quick to dismiss the awkward. Brian...
Transsexual------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- It was lunchtime, so I headed to a restaurant on the boat and had a nice lunch alone, thinking about what all had happened. Needless to say, I ordered several strong drinks and I was quite buzzed by mid afternoon. I headed back to toward the room, my thoughts gathered, I had the intention of ending this. Though we had five days left together on the cruise, I was worried. If the sex was going to continue, I...
Spencer arrived at work a little earlier than usual Monday morning remembering the previous weekend's activities. After their morning fuck session Saturday, Sasha and Spencer talked about continuing their liaisons in the future since they both found out they were sex starved people. Spencer knew partially because he accidentally saw Sasha masturbating at work."You saw me?" she asked slightly stunned."Yeah," Spencer said guiltily."What did you do while you watched?" Sasha asked very...
I met the most gorgeous and one of the most famous movie stars in Hollywood. Little did I know what the future held for us.I met Nicole on one of my many trips to California for the Shuttle landing. I work for a NASA contractor at Kennedy Space Center and my job is involved with the landing. I like going to California, so I always volunteer to go.It was a Sunday afternoon and I was driving my normal route up to Lancaster from LAX and as I was passing through Acton on the Antelope Valley...
I woke up late on Saturday morning. The house was very quiet. I guessed that Mommy and Daddy had gone somewhere and I had the house to myself. I stretched and rolled around in my big soft bed. It felt so good not to have to get up and go to school today. In fact there was only one thing I could think of that felt any better than this. My smile was shy and secretive when I thought about sitting on my Daddy's lap and feeling his hands rub all over my naked skin. Nothing felt better than...
If I wanted to be with him? In this very moment, it was questionable. I wanted to tell Aaron to go fuck himself, and then go make sure Luke was okay; but, I also wanted to beg him not to do this. I guess the bottom line was, I liked Aaron. I wanted to get to know him. I wanted to see where this new relationship was leading--and I wanted him to be able to drive me home every once in a while. Because as much as I hated it at the moment, he had a point. Luke already knew about us, and I...
He knocked on the Ms Dyers door at 6:59. She opened the door, wearing a hot pink robe and heels, her hair done in a ponytail, and lightly applied makeup. She walked him through to the spare bedroom. Instructed him to take his clothes off, leaving only his underwear on, and come out when he was ready. He walked out in his boxers. She eyed him up and down, clapping her hands "marvelous" she announced to herself. She then led him to the kitchen, where he noticed a rope, and a blindfold. She...
We spent some time going over the list that his computer printed out for us. He highlighted in yellow those he personally knew. He used red for those he knew of who were in positions of power and authority within the government. "Well, I can see we have our work cut out for us. Unlike you, Tom, I plan on doing something about this right away. Just having the press informed will not do it, here. I really don't know what you were thinking," John said, while shaking his head. I just nodded,...
Becky couldn't believe she had gotten caught. She had been so sure that the clerk wouldn't notice her sneaking the vibrator out of the store in her purse, after all it had been pretty dark in there. She couldn't believe she had been so stupid, she should have just come back when she had her wallet, then none of this would be happening.The door behind her locked with a click. He had offered her a choice, she could pay for what she had taken, or he could call the cops and have her arrested. She...
You have heard about my first day in San Diego and how much fun I had allowing 4 men to use my body for their sexual enjoyment. Now we fast forward to 4 months later, when I attended my first costume party. Normally when I go into town on Liberty, I would change out of my uniform and into civilian clothes and then walk down this certain street which I called my ‘walk of pleasure.’ I called it that because even though men would pick me up in their cars and then use me for their sexual...
TIME TO WAKE UP, SUICIDE GIRL?Time to wake up, suicide girl.? His voice is soft, gentle, but with the force of command behind it, just like the hand that caresses your cheek, then delivers the softest of slaps, surgically precise, right to the meatiest part of your face. It’s just enough to jump your consciousness up into the next level from this delicious sense of non-being you’ve been drifting through for gods know how long. You notice you’re not in pain, not really, just a general kind of...
Cliff didn’t see Sandy at her desk when he got to the office Monday morning. He smiled to himself, figuring he had worn her out. He felt very tired but wonderful. Sunday had been a physically exhausting day. She had been variously joyful, impish, questing, loving, funny, romantic, and, it seemed, all possible combinations of them. The one thing she had never done was take herself seriously after her first disclosures. He had returned to his own apartment late Sunday night. Going into his...
“Why do you want a tracker?” asked Mia. “We can’t find my mum by looking, can we?” “But we can’t plant a tracker on the agents,” Paul pointed out, “they’d notice even if we could get close enough somehow.” “I don’t like the look of that,” Mia was looking at a big off-roader that had come up on their left side. Grace made herself not look. “What is it?” “Big SUV,” said Paul, “Ford Explorer. Gray. Two guys in it, same type as in the lift - big, open shirts, and looking a bit serious....
All this happened a year ago. My name is Malathi and I am 46 and my son 26 now. It never is supposed to happen but it just happened. To be frank, I am a sex-craving woman. I always wanted sex and more of it often. I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years. My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years sex has become a scarce activity in our lives. This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear...
When Joey and I were little, we played all sorts of pretend games with the other kids in the neighborhood. A favorite with the girls was 'house', playing with their baby dolls and kitchen sets, and despite we being boys and all, Joey and I did seem to play it a lot ourselves. But when we were tired of the girls, we and a couple of the other guys would find a big piece of cardboard and make it our 'garage'. We would pull our tricycles or big-wheels up onto the cardboard and let whoever...
This story is completely fictional, the people mentioned in the stories are nothing more than avatars of their real versions. Its been almost a year since my break up with my ex-girlfriend, I could feel the dark embrace that associates with loneliness. It was almost enough to run back to her and beg to be taken back, but I knew nothing would have been any different. I had needs, needs in the two years we were together she completely ignored. Sure she would let me play with her but...
IncestA FEW THINGS TO THINK ABOUT by Alana Alsace I wanted to start this story at the good part: that massage with the strange rose scented oil. Without that, I wouldn't have a story to tell. And when I was living it, that was when it seemed like everything started. But a story and a life are two different things. In my life, I've done a lot of work to forget about the real beginning. I didn't know at the time, but looking back I can see that this story began in worst time of my whole...
Copyright© Tight Fittin'Jeans Composed by Michael and Mike Huffman Performed by Conway Twitty THE STAMPEDE, BIG SPRINGS, TEXAS She tried to hide it by the faded denim clothes she wore But I knew she'd never been inside a bar before And I felt like a peasant who just had met a queen And she knew I saw right through her tight fittin' jeans I'd been coming to The Stampede since I was old enough to drink beer. It was a well-known dance/music hall a few miles east of the...
Hello, I am Subh. This is the sex story about how I got into lovemaking with one of my batchmate Riya. Please give your valuable feedback on my mail id I was in my graduation college roaming in the campus with my friends, I was enjoying the beauty of the college it’s surroundings, all of a sudden I saw a girl passing by and from that moment couldn’t focus anymore on the surrounding, her pleasant look left me awestruck I was mesmerised by the personality she carried and now my friends...
The problem with free lunches is that they don’t have a lot of flavour, or to put it more accurately the don’t taste of anything at all because they don’t exist. Nevertheless we can’t help ourselves, if it looks free, despite the fact that we know full well that it isn’t, we just have to have a go. I guess it’s part of being human, otherwise how would con men manage to make a living. Your inbox will be full of them, some so obvious that you wonder who could be caught, but that’s the point, the...
Knowing I went to a gym close by my friend Dan asked a favour one week. He had to work late so asked if I would collect his wife Helen from the tennis club after her lesson. I didn’t know her that well but agreed telling him he owed me. On the day in question I finished in the gym and not bothering to get changed drove round to the club to collect Helen. When I got there I parked in the car park looking over the tennis courts and soon spotted her having her lesson. I quiete liked what I saw...
My wife was out of town for a few weeks recently and I was getting no sex whatsoever. I tried to restrain myself but on one particularly horny night I figured I would go out to a bar as a distraction if nothing else. I dressed in slacks and a long-sleeve shirt, and strolled down to a new bar that opened up not far from my house. I hoped I could down a few drinks and forget about the fact that my wife still had a week to go. Maybe watch a game on the bar's tv's.When I got I there the place was...