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I’ve finally done it. It’s taken months, of depriving myself of desserts and carbs, of walking on a treadmill until my feet protested, of daily weighings, but I finally hit my goal weight. The lightest I’ve been in 20 years. I have, little by little, started to enjoy buying and wearing clothes again. When my weight reached a plateau and wouldn’t budge for weeks, I kept my resolve by promising myself something really special if and when I hit my target. And I have. I treated myself to a turquoise blue, shimmery, silky teddy. The top is lace that is a little see-through, just enough for a peek of nipple here and there. The thin straps that hold it up are easy to slide down my shoulders, letting it drop to the ground in one quick movement. Looking in the mirror, I feel like a gift-wrapped present waiting to be opened. I can’t wait to show it off, to feel his hands touching my body through it, pulling the top down enough to get a nipple in his mouth.
I wait for an evening when I know we’ll have the house to ourselves and plenty of time. I greet him at the door with a glass of his favorite whiskey and tell him to relax for a minute, that I have a treat for him. A while ago, I read a book set in a strip club, and it gave me the perfect idea of what to do. I run up to the bathroom and change into my new lingerie. I’ve been sipping the whiskey as well, to make me a little more daring and less self-conscious. I come downstairs in my new outfit and enjoy the look of surprise, and then of appreciation on his face. He reaches out to touch my hip, I feel the warmth of his hand through the material. His hands are warm, but they make me shiver.
He slides the hem up a little, his face is at the height of my navel. He kisses it gently, teasingly, and trails his tongue up and down my stomach. I tell him to sit back on the sofa, that I’m going to give him a private lap dance. I unzip his pants and push them down to his knees. I straddle him, rubbing myself against his crotch, only separated by the cotton of his boxer shorts. I rub my pussy over him, I can feel the entire length of his cock, from the base to the top. I was planning to treat him, to cater to his pleasure, but I get caught up in the feeling, I use him like my own personal sex toy, I rub my clit up and down on him, I pull his head to mine and kiss him hard. We stay like that, locked together, kissing until my mouth is sore, until I come.
He won’t wait anymore, he reaches down to his shorts and pulls the opening aside so that his cock finally emerges. He lifts my hips and pulls me down onto it, in one hard movement, so sudden that I cry out. He pulls me down onto him, over and over, with him still sitting in the chair and me sitting on his lap. I think he’s getting close, that he’s going to come this way, but he pauses for a second, and says ‘my turn to be on top’. He pushes me backwards into the bed, still impaled on him. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head, so tight that they start to go numb. In that position, he plunges into me, over and over, harder and harder. He gasps with each thrust as he fucks me, rougher than usual. I feel him deeper than I remember ever feeling him before, the head of his cock hitting the spot inside me that always makes me come again.
Still holding my arms up over my head, unable to touch him back, he moves his head down and starts sucking, first one nipple, then the other. I feel the suction and then his teeth biting down, just at the edge of pain. He thrusts even harder, almost lifting my hips up off the bed each time, hitting my g-spot with even more force. I feel like one long nerve ending from top to bottom, almost lightheaded with the intensity of it all. Finally, a last huge thrust and he groans and shoots up into me. I come too, I don’t even remember making a noise, but he tells me later that I moaned a string of meaningless syllables as I writhed and squirmed against him. He collapsed on top of me, spent and sweaty and breathing hard. After a minute he smooths my hair back and kisses my neck. He falls asleep after a few minutes, but I lie awake in bed for a while, thinking about stocking up on some more lingerie. Maybe something with tiny buttons all the way down…
I open my eyes with her arms wrapped around me, and her body as close to mine as the blanket covering us. We are fully clothed but still, I just can't seem to get used to this. I didn't expect it the first time, and here it is again... I lay there and I begin to wonder... Why the hell did she want it so badly? Why did she know what to do, and everything? How does she even know about Deep Throating? I swear, if my sister's boyfriend has been raping her I will kick his ass so hard...
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This would be an everyday occurrence when she and my wife's sister came over to visit. As she got older, she would come up to our house and stay the weekend. I would look forward to her visits more and more as she grew older. Sometime later she started to develop into a young woman but she still sat on my lap during each visit. I don't know if her mother or my wife said something, but around age 16 she stopped our little ritual of sitting on my lap. One weekend shortly after her birthday,...
Copyright© Russell Hoisington 2005 This here tale is an eeerotic fantasy of the humorous variety which I done writ in the vernackulary style of th' area where it all took place. So, if'n you don't speak Redneck, y'all are gonna be lost, 'n' y'all got my deepest sympathies fer bein' so poorly educated. The characters, cept'n for th' famous eeerotic writer cmsix 'n' the briefly mentioned eeerotic writer Naive, 'n' the situation are purely th' product of my overactive imagination....
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"...would you consider coming back to my hotel and... spending the night?" he had asked her. She knew the ramifications of his request as well as he did. Lacy was just an ordinary, run of the mill secretary–one of the legions of similar secretaries in similar offices everywhere. And she knew that heads of companies like Matheson and Grable don't normally fraternize with people as far down the corporate ladder as she was. Yet here he was, asking her to come back to his hotel room and spend...
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LesbianChapter 10: Lacie’s Decision It had taken a long time. Almost the whole day, but finally, Lacie knew that in the end, she really didn’t have any choice. She knew that she was still being manipulated, and it infuriated her, but Lacie knew that part of her anger sparked from her fear at what had almost happened to her. That same fear of what could have been, was a sad reality for unknown numbers of poor, suffering women. Lacie knew that if she didn’t help, they would continue to suffer and...
Chapter 18: Lacie’s Place Lacie dragged herself up the stairs, Master plodding a few steps behind her. Both were tired from a long day. After Master had chased Lacie from the dining hall, they had spent the whole day running around the mansion’s grounds. They spent most of the morning in the pool area, Master cooking for just the two of them out on the grill. After lunch they spent hours out on the farm, riding Sadie and Pharaoh. They joined the rest of the household for dinner, but Lacie...
(A/N. This chapter is very dark. I’ll not apologize for the content, but I will warn of it. This chapter contains scenes of brutal torture. Every story needs a climax. A conflict. This chapter delves heavily into that conflict. At times, literally, excruciatingly so. If you cannot stomach this as a reader, please do not read this chapter. I have no desire to lose any of my appreciative readers, though I have again posted in the ‘romance’ section. This is due to my personal feelings toward this...
Chapter 12: Lacie’s Preparation For the next two weeks, Lacie did her best to cope with handling her tasks around the house. Her ankle was still swollen six days after her injury and bruised for a week beyond that. Heather worked with Lacie every day, restoring flexibility and strength to the damaged ankle, rubbing creams and applying cold and heat packs to reduce the bruising and swelling. A few days after the injury, Lacie was able to stand on it, but moving with any semblance of speed was...
Chapter 17: Lacie’s Recovery Lacie sat up and stretched, groaning as she chased the sleepiness from her muscles. Yawning as she rolled over, Lacie rubbed the sleep from her eyes. ‘I like the look.’ Claire’s voice came from the other side of Lacie’s big bed. Lacie turned around and stuck her tongue out at her roommate. Claire had moved in with Lacie once she got back to the Mansion. Lacie had to admit, having someone around who understood what she’d gone through did help keep the nightmares...
Chapter 13: Lacie’s Party Lacie still blushed anytime someone looked at her. Probably because no one was just looking at her, they were outright staring. Her long, soft hair was done up in a wonderful style, seemingly tied in a gently flowing waterfall down her back, falling smoothly from a complex, artistic knot at the back of her head. She carried a small, silver and blue purse, matching the elegant hue of her shimmering dress. Lacie’s long gown was simple in it’s elegance. A single thin...
Chapter 6: Lacie’s First Morning Lacie woke to the sun gently shining on her face. Stretching luxuriously, Lacie gently groaned, feeling the soft sheets surround her shift as she moved her flexible young body. Ruffling her hair with one hand, Lacie sat up, her hand brushing something on her neck. Her fingers quickly traced the outline of her choker, making Lacie smile as she remembered the joyous events of yesterday. Looking around, Lacie gathered her bearings, realizing she was alone. The...
*In the arc of this story, (which I consider to be a romance story overall, hence it’s category)there are, by necessity, a few darker portions. One cannot create a beautiful, realistic painting without using some pretty dark colors. This chapter contains some of those. They are not ‘real time’ with the characters, but are very dark nonetheless. Just a bit of forewarning. as to the why of it being ‘romance’, as I said, this story is an overall arc. In fact, the actual steamy bits are glossed...
Chapter 4: Lacie’s Evening Lacie left Callie’s room, following Bridget down the hall towards Tara’s. Lacie stepped through Tara’s doorway, glancing around the room. There was a spare folding chair by the door, and after a short struggle, Lacie managed to juggle the clothes she was carrying and get the chair set up without dropping anything. Looking around, Lacie took a closer look at the asian girl’s room. Tara’s obvious love of fashion and clothing was apparent on every surface. Everywhere,...
Chapter 2: Lacie Sold Lacie awoke in complete blackness. There was nothing in the dark, save for a small amount of jostling and bouncing. Lacie began moaning, and the sound came to her as if it were muffled, the source far away from her. Her thoughts were hazy and scattered, a throbbing headache pounding behind her eyes and at the base of her skull. Lacie tried to lift her hands to comfort the ache, but her arms wouldn’t respond. Lacie tried to shake her head to relieve some of the aching...
Chapter 7: Lacie’s Mansion Lacie decided to wander the halls for a while, strolling through the hallways of the mansion’s first floor. Poking her head through doorways at random, the young brunette teen enjoyed her time alone, reveling in the stately pace at which she let herself amble along. Ever since she had arrived at the mansion, it had seemed like Lacie was always rushing, dashing from one place to another, always racing the clock. Now that she had some time to herself, Lacie simply...
Chapter 5: Lacie’s Dinner Lacie followed the girls into the dining hall, doing her best not to look timid, despite the fact that her heart seemed to be doing it’s best impression of an African tribal drum. Her stomach decided to try out for the Olympic gymnastics team few moments later, flipping and jumping when Lacie saw the room before her. A single long table sat in the middle of the hall, it’s sheer size dominating the space. The entire eastern wall was made of huge floor to ceiling...
Chapter 11: Lacie’s Day Off Heather didn’t let Lacie sleep much that night, due to her concussion. She woke Lacie intermittently, checking on her condition, making sure her head injury didn’t worsen. Most of the group stayed in the medical suite, only Lindsey and Master went outside once Master’s ‘friends’ arrived. For a few hours the girls heard nothing about what was going on. Then Master came back with Lindsey in tow. Lindsey had gotten dressed up in an outfit made of nothing but lace and...
(A/N Again, I will warn of dark content. For those who may say that this story does not belong in the ‘romance’ section, I say this. I. Don’t. Care. What. You. Think. I did not write this story to please you. Arrogance aside, I wrote this story to please ME. This is, admittedly very much not a ‘standard’ or ‘normal’ romance story, true. But, that being said, as the author, I reserve the right to do what I damn well please with it. While I adore and cherish positive feedback and CONSTRUCTIVE...
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Chapter 16: Lacie’s Dream Lacie drifted, thoughts and memories floating through her mind. There was no order to them, just tiny, weak flashes of a life she had lost amongst the pain. Agony was now her life. It was all she knew. In between the moments of physical pain, Lacie could feel a literal ache in her chest, a dull throbbing in time with her heartbeat. It felt like her heart had literally broken, searing needles of pain shearing though her torso with every breath. Lacie knew she would die...
Chapter 3: Lacie Owned Lacie stepped through the metal door, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, basking in the burgeoning feeling that she felt growing in her chest. She felt a new sensation of warmth in the growing feeling of hope that her life might just end up being a happy one. Lacie slowly exhaled, opening her eyes to greet the new life before her. When she did, Lacie beheld… another door. Giggling, Heather and Claire swept past her. ‘This is the loading dock, cutie.’ The rocker...
Chapter 9: Lacie’s Almost ‘I don’t understand.’ Lacie said. ‘What does this have to do with me? I mean, obviously, I want to help, and I will if I can, but I don’t see where I fit into all of this.’ Master and Bridget shared a look. Claire slid away from Master and crawled over to sit at the head of the big bed next to Lacie, wrapping one arm around Lacie’s shoulders as she did. Master looked at his hands as he folded them in his lap. He took a deep breath and let it out as a sigh. ‘You’re a...
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Once they placed their large beach blankets down on the chaise lounges, we helped ‘our girls’ get on their backs. “Ok if I swim while you girls get even prettier,” I said. Nancy giggled and said, “Sure, Denny!” I dived into the pool and swam off my nervous energy. Eventually, I heard another splash happened and I assumed it was my brother. Grabbing me by my waist was Nancy. “Hey pretty girl,” I said, “I thought you were catching the sun. “I could tell they wanted to be alone. Does your...
“I don’t know when to stop talking, do I?” I asked. You smiled and kissed me again. It took my breath away. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the feeling. It was like nothing I’d ever imagined, nothing I’d ever felt before, nothing I could imagine living without. Your fingers moved just the slightest bit. I nearly came, my cock straining hard against the white satin thong. Your hand was warm on my thigh, your palm and pinky resting on the lacy tops of my stockings, the other fingers...
Jockeying for Positionby Rajah Dodger {[email protected]} (c) 2017This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License (by-nc-sa). In jurisdictions where the Creative Commons license is not recognized, United States copyright and Berne Convention provisions apply; all rights reserved to Rajah Dodger except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and...
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(Mid August of Year Five to End of August Year Five) In what you're about to read, it may sound like I sort of rushed into things. I didn't. I'd had days on the road and long evenings talking with my men to plan things out. Hell, I even ran a couple of practices with them before we arrived. I had a pretty good idea of how I wanted things to go down. Keep that in mind, it's important. It is also important that I knew a couple of critical facts. First, I knew that Julie was a smart woman,...
Chapter 2 – 18th May, 10 am. Kasthuri woke up with a start. She felt such a terrible headache that she could hardly bear the pain. She sat up. She was in a complete mess, trying to remember what had happened last night. She painfully opened her eyes and took on her surroundings. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the morning light. But she couldn’t recognize her surroundings. A headache was getting heavier, and then her eyes fell on the person beside her on the bed. She was shocked...
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