Life Death
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We deliberately showered separately so that there were no further distractions, as we had to be ready for when Tim and Issy got home from their after school sitter and Alice came home from her friends. Rachel was pleased, as she had bought a lovely outfit that day that she thought would be ideal for this evening. I pottered around downstairs for a while, making sure that I caught up on my e-mails and fed the dog whilst allowing Rachel the space to get ready. Just before 5.30 Alice arrived, having been brought home by her friend’s mum, who was obviously intrigued by Rachel’s ‘new man’ as she put it, because she did everything she could to find out about me and what I did, and gushed about what a lovely house I lived in. I thanked her for the compliment and said to Alice that she needed to go inside and find Mummy as we were going out for a meal with Tim and Issy’s Nan and Grampa, she thanked Marie for having her and skipped off into the house looking for Rachel. I stood there making idle conversation, as Marie tried to either dig more information out of me or wangle her way into my home to nose around. Neither was particularly forthcoming, I might add much to her obvious disappointment.
She was one of those typical mothers that if you were kind you would call pleasingly plump, however, if she put any more weight on she would be fat. Right now she could still be regarded as attractive, but any more and she would be passed by as being just another overweight woman who took no pride in her appearance. She was still trying to pry into our business, in order to gain more play ground gossip for the next day when Rachel appeared at my side apologising for not coming out to see her sooner but she was changing to go out. As I looked at lovely fiancé my mouth dropped, she had on a clingy black sheath dress with a scoop neckline, stockings and black high heel shoes, a black choker around her neck with a piece of jet at the front, her black hair fell in waves down around her face to make a collar across the tops of her breasts and back. Her eyes were lightly lined with mascara and her full lips shone with her red lipstick. The contrast in the two women was startling, Rachel tall, slim and with her dark hair cascading around her face, Marie, shorter being about 5’3′, plumper with mousy hair that was tied into a rough ponytail, it is unfair to compare as I am sure that if she had been going out, she also would have also made the best of what she had. But standing there, as Rachel suggested I needed to go in and change soon, she obviously realised that her mission to gather information had been curtailed for today. Just as she was getting into her people carrier and saying goodbye, my own kids arrived with their sitter, obviously hoping to prolong the chat Marie started to get back out of the vehicle, but although it may have been rude of me, I made a beeline for Vanessa and my children, leaving Rachel to get rid of Marie once and for all.
Vanessa was also a Mum at Issy’s primary school, but was the exact opposite, she had picked up the kids from school ever since Jane had been ill, she knew exactly what we had been through and had been wonderful throughout, although I had paid her, she did it out of the goodness of her heart. She was in her thirties as well, and had been a friend of Jane’s but not especially close, but recognised our need when it was at its greatest. Since meeting Rachel, she had never pried into our business or been overly inquisitive, however, because of her attitude, I found that we inevitably told her things that were normally reserved for close family. Although, to Tim and Issy in many ways she had been a surrogate mum on times, she never overstepped the mark, infact she was now another vital link in the support chain I had built up in the last few years. She greeted Rachel warmly, commenting how great she looked and hoped that I was taking her somewhere special. We laughed as we waved to a slightly disgruntled Marie as she drove off and told her we were taking Jane’s parents out for a meal with the kids.
‘Oh lovely she replied, what’s the occasion?’ she smiled and then immediately looked worried as if it was an important date she had missed.
‘We are going out to celebrate… Look’ Rachel smiled as she held out her left hand to show Vanessa her ring.
Vanessa squealed in delight ‘That’s beautiful, Congratulations, what did the kids say?’
‘Well they know we all want to live together as a family and we talked about Steve and I spending the rest of our lives together last night, but we haven’t told them about this yet because Steve only proposed formerly just over an hour ago’ She beamed. ‘That’s so great, I hope you will be so happy and I’m sure Tim and Issy will be fine, all they talk about recently is you and Alice and what you all did together.’ With that she hugged us both and said she was taking her two to KFC as a treat and that she would see us tomorrow.
We went into the house and sitting in the kitchen as we made a cup of tea, I asked Rachel if she was ready to tell them our news. Beaming at me she said
‘Ofcourse the sooner the better!!’
I called them down and the girls came bustling in chattering away about their day and what had happened in their respective schools. Tim ambled in already play on his Gameboy, but happy never the less, particularly as he had just been told by Alice that we were all going to his favourite steakhouse with his grandparents. We looked at each other wondering where to begin, Rachel had her right hand crossed over her left, inadvertently hiding her ring.
‘Guys…’ Rachel began ‘you know we were talking about the future last night and the fact that we would one day all live together?’
They all nodded, and Tim looked quizzical but interested at what was going to happen next, but he was smiling at our obvious discomfort, I think it was pretty obvious to him we were about to make an announcement of some kind.
‘Well,… Steve and I love each other very much, and we have talked about how we all move forward.’
‘Why don’t you just get married?’ Issy asked with her usual directness.
We both laughed and I said, ‘Sweety, I asked Rachel to marry me today, but it has to be ok with all three of you. We want to be a family, that is happy and if there is a problem then we need to deal with it now’
Alice jumped up and down on the spot with excitement, shouting I’m going to have a big brother and sister!!!! Issy got up of the chair and ran around the kitchen whooping with joy and Tim hugged Rachel and I and said quietly,
‘You know how I feel, Welcome to our family Mum…’
Rachel hugged him and then the girls as the tears running down her cheeks as they all crowded round looking at her ring. Tim looked up at me and smiled just as the girls launched themselves at me, hugging me too. I think Rachel was shocked at their response in the same way I was pleased at Alice’s acceptance of me, I said I better go and change or I’d be holding everyone up, Tim asked whether he needed to shower or not and when I raised my eyebrow and grinned at him, He grinned and said
‘Ok, OK, I’ll shower now’ with that he was off up the stairs to get ready. Rachel took the girls off as well and kissed me softly as she left, saying
‘I never thought I’d ever say this again, but I love you so much baby and I cant wait to be your wife, lets do it sooner my love, I can’t wait for the matching band to go with this ring.’
‘Are you sure darling? Nothing would make me happier than to be married to you tomorrow if I could.’
‘Steve, I have never been more sure of anything in my life, lets get tonight out of the way and then we can start to plan our future together.’
‘Ok sweety, that sounds like a plan’ I grinned as I kissed the tip of her nose.
As I stood in the bedroom choosing out some clothes, black linen trousers and white short sleeve shirt, Tim wandered in having changed into a pair of jeans and an Ospreys rugby j
ersey, and said,
‘Dad, I meant what I said last night, if I hadn’t been Mum’s by birth I would have chosen Rachel as a mum, I hope I didn’t put pressure on you to ask her to marry us.’
I smiled at his turn of phrase and said warmly.
‘Son, you didn’t put pressure on me to ask her, we had decided we wanted to be together over the weekend, I just wanted to make it official and after I saw her in Cardiff at lunchtime today, I was walking through Royal Arcade and saw the rings and decided not to wait. Are you really ok with it?’
‘Sure dad, She and Alice are great, although both her and Issy together are a right pain, but I like the idea of us all being together. I think mum would have really liked her too. I hope she feels happy about it’
‘Tim, someday I’ll tell you why I am sure that she is happy about this, I will never forget her though, we loved each other very much and were together for 18 years, and that love will be with me until the day I day, but I can love Rachel as much and we accept our pasts and our new found love unconditionally. I hope you find the same happiness oneday, I really do’
‘I often feel she is watching over us, you know? Sometimes when I’m do something I am worried about or if I’m not sure what to do, it’s as if I get this little voice telling me which way to go. Do you know what I mean?
‘Yeah I do, I know exactly what you mean’ I smiled
‘Are you sure about this Dad? I want Rachel to be with us more than anything, other than Mum not to having died, but we can manage if you are doing this for us. We would understand honestly’
‘Do you think I would do this just have someone look after you both, really?’
‘No’ he grinned
‘Listen, I love Rachel with all my heart, I will never stop loving your Mum, but can you understand that I love Rachel equally? Nothing made me happier than when she said yes today, well that’s not quite true actually, when the three of you were so happy and I saw the look on her face when you all reacted and then when you teased her by calling her mum, that was in someway better than her saying yes, it meant we all felt the same about each other, so it was doubly special somehow.’
He hugged me and said he better get on or we would both get into trouble for being late, I grinned and agreed, best not to keep Nan and Grampa waiting too long, especially not tonight. We went down Rachel had the girls looking lovely, and even though I knew what she was wearing, she still took my breath away when I saw her waiting serenely in the kitchen. Smiling I made sure everyone was ready and we started out to the car, Rachel looked a little apprehensive as we drove out into the country, I surreptitiously held her hand as we drove out of the village and smiled at her encouragingly as we drove, whilst the kids chattered on excitedly in the back about various topics, Alice said she missed her own bedroom and the horses, Issy said she could share hers and Tim said that he was sure we would give her own room when we decided where to live. In my own mind I was sure we would need to move, a thought I was dreading, but that could be discussed another day, preferably after the holiday and the merger. One thing was for sure Rachel needed to be close to the practice and her horses, and in someways my home was just a little to far away from some of her furthest clients.
We arrived at the steakhouse just as Rob and Claire were getting out of their car, The of chatter. We met up with them by our car and Claire gave Rachel a hug and told how lovely she looked whilst Rob smiled and greeted her warmly, I was comfortable with the evening after my earlier phone call with Claire, so I it was just like old times, a close family spending some quality time together, as we walked to the restaurant door Rachel and Claire were ahead of Rob and I, when I heard,
‘Oh Rachel, that’s lovely, we’re so happy for you, look at Rachel’s ring Rob, its beautiful’
Rob and I caught up just as Rachel was thanking her, and saying we had discussed marriage but she didn’t expect me to go out and buy her a ring today. Rob smiled warmly and kissed her on the cheek and hugged her as he said,
‘Its lovely Rach, we hope you’ll both be really happy’
As we got to the door the kids were all working out what they would eat, ribs for Tim, Burger for Issy and Sausage for Alice, we all laughed happily as the waitress led us to a corner table near the back of the room, we were quite secluded as this particular chain put up rustic partitions between its tables topped off with coloured glass tiles that were at shoulder height when you were sitting. She handed us menus and gave the girls crayons and a colouring sheet each and once she had taken our drinks order left us to look at the menu. We chatted happily about various things, from what was going on with Jane’s brothers and sister to what it was like being a working vet and our forthcoming holiday, but finally we settled into the area of when we planned to marry and what would type of wedding it was going to be etc. we explained we hadn’t even thought that far ahead yet, but we would probably work out the details whilst on holiday and sort it out after the merger had gone through when Alice piped up,
‘Claire…’
‘Yes, sweetheart’
‘You know now that Steve and Mummy are getting married now…’
‘Yes love…’
Rachel looked at me, and my heart stopped, waiting for what was coming next.
‘W-e-l-l, you know that Mummy’s parents are in heaven with Jane now…’
Claire went with it, but Rachel looked petrified as to what was coming next.
‘Will you be my Nanny now? Because I really need two Nannies and Mum needs new parents too… You can be ours if you want..’
Claire was sitting next to Alice and turned to her with tears in her eyes and scooped her up into her arms and said lovingly,
‘Nothing would make me happier than to have you as my grandaughter sweety, and an extra daughter wouldn’t go amiss either!!’
She was still holding Alice but reached across the table and held Rachel’s hand tightly. Somehow the innocence of Alice’s outburst cemented the relationship between us all and I knew that not only would Jane approve if she were watching but her family would grow to love Rachel too. The rest of the meal went just as you would expect and by 9pm the girls were getting tired and we all decided to call it a day. Having settled the bill, we walked out to the car-park together, and as we were about to leave, I couldn’t help myself but I hugged them both tightly thanking them for supporting me and making it so much easier for me to start again. They made the suitable reply about it being nothing, but sometimes I forgot that they were suffering as much as I was, that their grief was just as real and vivid as mine ever was. After all no parent should ever outlive their child, I hugged Claire tightly, telling them that I would never forget what they had done for us, before agreeing that we would see them later in the week and heading home.
Sitting in the car, Rachel seemed quieter than normal, asking her if she was ok? She told me she was fine, but I could see that she was still deep in thought, the kids were quiet too, so I drove through the lanes lost in my own thoughts, thinking how lucky I was to find her, hoping that the merger would be ok, a million things that run through your mind abstractly when you are in that situation. After about 15 minutes we were home and Rachel got the girls up to bed as I said goodnight to Tim too and put the kettle on and made a pot of coffee for us. After a little while she called me to go up and say good night to them, and if I didn’t mind could I bring her coffee up too. I gathered our drinks and headed upstairs, I found Rachel sitting on the bed in just her bra and panties looking at her ring and as I put the drinks down I leant over and kissed her forehead. Smiling softly, she whispered,
‘Say goodnight to the kids babe, and come back and g
ive me a cuddle, I need one, a big one’
I was a little worried as she seemed to have the weight of the world on her shoulders, and I began to worry she might have thought we had moved to fast, I went in and sorted them out, which amounted to arranging their quilts as they were so shattered, Tim was already asleep, which was surprising as it was only just 9.45, so I headed back to the bedroom. Walking in Rachel, was now wearing my robe and curled up on the bed, I didn’t know if she sill had her underwear on or if she was naked underneath, it was impossible to tell, other than she had taken her stockings off. Sitting next to her, I stroked her hair lovingly, asking,
‘You ok love? You seem down, have we gone to quickly for you?’
She moved so quickly holding me tightly and said tearfully
‘Hold me Steve, just hold me tight’
‘What’s wrong Sweetheart, Tell me please, we can sort it out, if you tell me’
‘Nothing really, I am so happy and I love you so much, but I’m scared… what happens if I can’t live up to Jane? I’m not her, I want to be loved for me not as her replacement. I was so happy when Claire said those things tonight, but then I began to worry about everything from her memory, to you comparing her to me when we make love. I know its stupid, but I can’t help it’
With that she started to sob, it was obviously a bigger deal than I had thought, I took it at face value, she had always told me that she was dealing with Jane’s memory, but I needed to show her just how much I loved her.
‘Aw Babe, come here, let it out, you mean the world to me, I love you without any thought of comparison, you are so special, and yes I cannot erase her memory…’
‘I don’t want you too Steve…’
‘I know love, but you don’t understand how much I love you, you are the first thing I think of when I wake up, the last thing I think of before I sleep and there is hardly a minute during the day when I don’t think of you. I will never forget Jane, I can’t, I don’t want too, we had a fantastic marriage and if she hadn’t died we would still be together, but when I met you I knew that we could have an equally special life together. You are so different from her, when you make love, you are more adventurous, you know what you need and have no problem telling me exactly what you enjoy and when you want it. She was more reserved, we had our comfort zones, in many ways she expected me to know what she needed and hardly ever asked for anything. She loved to tease but we had definite boundaries, I have no concerns of telling you what I am thinking, you might not like the idea but you won’t judge me. She never did consciously and our love life was superb, we did most things, but always at my instigation, very rarely would she start something new. I will do anything that makes you believe that my love for you is real, and that I am not just a sad man trying to recreate the perfect second wife in the image of the dead first one. I know that I can love again without any legacy from the first time, other than I know I can make someone happy and I truly believe that marriage is a great thing when two people love each other unconditionally. Rachel, please believe me darling, when I tell you that my love for you is life long and without condition. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and explore every new experience along the way with only you. If that means kids, new places to visit, new place to experience making love or even when we face the inevitable pitfalls that life will throw our way then as long as we can face them together, then that is all that matters.’
She was crying now, deep heart felt sobs that wracked her body, as held me so tightly I was struggling to breathe.
‘I know Steve, please forgive me, I don’t know why I got so worked up, I am so happy, I have never felt this kind of love before, I know you have and its scares me that I won’t live up to her in someway. I keep waiting for you do something to hurt me or put me down, I know you won’t but he used too all the time, I get paranoid sometimes, please forgive me Steve. ‘
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It was about ten in the morning and I had just woken. I was lying in bed trying to let my eyes focus after waking from a deep sleep. I noticed there is a crack of sunlight sneaking through the blackout curtains. It was refracting against the cut glass ceiling fixture making the light burst into a thousand colors. I could hear Ann breathing rhythmically beside me. She doesn't snore, she purrs, unlike me. I can wake the dead when I cut loose. Thinking to myself, as I gently pulled down the covers...
Group SexNote: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, November 17th, 2014 – Svitlana "Lana" Paquet-Holub – Seattle, WA I smiled at the beautiful face of my sleeping daughter. Lily was in her crib, swaddled in a pink blanket. Carrying Lily to term had been a wonderful, trying, tedious, amazing, uncomfortable, loving, and exciting experience. It was all worth it to bring forth my darling daughter. My wife, Chantelle, leaned against me, staring down at her. Lily was a miracle. A daughter born...
Lights high above you cast a flickering half-light across the crowd, the heavy bars, the oil-stained concrete. Two hulking shadows stand, immobile, across from each other. There is a bewildering pattern of sound throughout the arena: the hum of power cells, the hiss of coolant, occasional sparks, and of course the charged anticipation of the crowd. The hi-beams flick on, and in an instant the two frames are on the move. The sounds of machinery are completely drowned by the immediate roar that...
?But it is a show, dear, you must realise yourself that the people are amused when they watch horrible scenes The show of death. ?But it is a show, dear, you must realise yourself that the people are eager to watch horrible scenes. As long they is no personal complication, at least?.?But for me it is very personal?,? Richa protested, ?It is my life that is endangered. I want out. This is not what Brenda and I were promised when we were invited to this holiday. We were to have a very good...
Journal entry #1 It's been years since I slept after the sun goes down. Nobody knows where they came from but they feed on sleepers at night. You sleep during the day. You work at night. Farmers have the worst of it, but a lot can be done by the headlights of a tractor. I'm Karl. Karl Green. I've always been good with mechanical things and I capitalized on it. I'm a machinist, and I've a fair hand at MIG welding too. I live in Sidney, Iowa. It's in the far south west corner of the...
Copyright© 1976 THREE MORE VANISH; FOGEY GANG ACTIVITY ON THE RISE New York (Yelopress/ASP) A spokesman for the DEFA today released details of the disappearance of three adult males, all in their early 20s. Missing and presumed dead are Daniel Tompkins, James Rivington, and Jacob Astor, all of the notorious Lower East Side sector of New York City known as "Bodysnatchers' Alley." In DEFA custody and undergoing intensive interrogation are two presumed members of the executive council of...
Lifeguard At A Nudist Camp I could not believe it when I got hired as a lifeguard at a nudist camp. Interestingly I had to wear trunks that identified me as the lifeguard, while everyone else was naked. The job came with food and lodging. I saw women from babies through teenagers, adults, and old ladies. I saw breasts from nonexistent to drooping to their waists. I saw guys too but tried not to look at their cocks, even so I saw some real monsters. I saw all sorts of scars from...
Sandra is a 5'8" blonde that has long curly blonde hair. Her tall frame carries her 135 pounds well and shows off her shapely hips and ass while her 36C tits are the focus of many mens attention. She married as a 20 year old virgin and has only known her husband’s 7" cock. Samantha is tall like her mother. She is pushing 5'10" and has a look that draws boy’s attention when ever she is out and about. She has slimmer hips than her mother, but her tits are just as large and have the...
Hi, I’m Jenny, I like to create erotic scenes and characters in order to help me turn on and get off. I love to enhance and embellish while I lay naked on my futon. My cunt throbbing, my juices flowing and my clit growing,I can feel myself galloping down an old country road at midnight. My legs opened wide by the girth of the saddle. I visualize my rise in the stirrups. My pelvis rocks and I slide up and down the saddle with a superior glide. The friction excites me and the heat lights me.I...
First TimeIt seems that a number of people around me have recently experienced personal tragedy, sometimes unexpectedly and sometimes in the form or a lingering illness. Their grief and sorrow got me thinking and reminded me of a story told to me by a good friend Tino, who is now a retired minister. ****************** A man and a woman had a child. He was the apple of their eye, and they loved him more than anything else. One day, just shy of this 30th birthday, a drunk driver lost control of his car,...
A soul passed from earth to somewhere else and the halls are still dark, the hospital still smells of urine, we still laugh and talk over our coffee about sex, old times, and the new conspiracies. The souls come and go. We supervise their shell while their spirit floats away and then we cover them with a sheet, wheel them down the hall, and place them in the morgue. While they die we push drugs into veins, rush around, feel we can stop the whole natural process, do our best to defy God, and...
Such was the case for the Trainers on Route 34. Machoke spotted Campers on both sides of the Route, and moved to the left, while Machop moved to the right. They moved at a steady pace, believing they had not become infamous to anyone outside of Azalea. This was not entirely true, as Team Rocket Grunts did report about a hostile Machop during their attempt to take over Slowpoke Well and Azalea Town. After that initial report, no Grunt in the area managed to report anything new to the...
At first, I thought I was dreaming. How could Zayne Masters be with Eloise de la Zouche? He was at Palakkad Fort awaiting trial. But if it was a dream it was uncannily lifelike. “You are not dreaming Elijah,” Eloise said, reading my mind. “How did I get here? The last I can remember was drinking a glass of --” Realisation then struck me, the drink had been drugged. But by whom, and why. Eloise answered both my spoken and unspoken questions. “When my High Priest arrived at Doctor...
Spending time in The Hole is not something I would recommend. Judging by the dimensions the structure had been built to house Indians. A European could not stand fully upright without his head being forced into the bars of the cover, and had to sit, squat, or kneel, on the bare earth when not standing stooped. From ground level, I had a worm’s eye view of the world, and that was only a yard or two circumference around my ‘quarters’. The sun broiled down, and it was just as well I was naked...
Molly dropped to her knees beside Ken as the rest of her medical staff arrived, checking the wound she saw the blade had cut deeply in to the stomach between the esophagus and the duodenum. "Crap, this wound is bad, Nancy how about the side." Nancy Ortiz was examining the stab wound in Ken's side; it was a clean in and out. Grabbing her medical pad, she started scanning him. "I think his lung has been nicked, but I am not sure. Yet!" Nancy waited for the scanner to finish the scan,...
Few of the Emirs of Kobekistan ever died in their beds. Most were assassinated, often on behalf of one or other of their sons, who would then ascend to the throne. His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was the subject of several attempts by Crown Prince Mustapha to overthrow him during the next fourteen years, though the young Prince never attempted patricide as a route to the throne. Thus it was that His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was one of the fortunate few Emirs to die...
David Granger was driving down highway 80 heading for the 395 interchange when a bright flash lit up the sky behind him. Looking back over his shoulder, he saw the huge mushroom cloud forming. "Oh my God," he said. He watched as the pressure wave came boiling out of the mountains and picked up his car. The 1990 Trans Am went flying through the air and over the embankment where it smashed into several parked cars. The fire engulfed the car as it continued moving and it smashed into one of...
Kennedy celebrated her tenth birthday in style with Mr. Glastonbury at a small, hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant in China Town in New York City. It was not a particular surprise to Kennedy to learn that Mr. Glastonbury spoke Chinese; it was only a surprise when she found something he didn't know. He was unusually quiet at dinner, while Kennedy was unusually unrestrained. She didn't care, she was now ten, a double-digit age. She didn't care what other people thought, but in her mind she...
Introduction: First, let me introduce myself…the author. I am a 37 year old divorced career woman, no kids. I am in a serious hetero relationship with an interesting sex life…pretty creative, with role playing and outdoor encounters being the most exciting. I have been lurking here for a few weeks, reading all the hot, sexy stories members have posted. I thought Id try my hand at writing and keep it busy and away from my coochie for a change. Im going to try telling this story as a male, to...
Introduction: Best read the stories in sequence! Lifes Strange Turns, Part 3 Monday and Tuesday came and went, with nothing exciting happening, except that Sandy called to say that she had gotten a nice offer on the house from a couple about 30. Her kids were back from their Dads, so she couldnt come over, but wanted to. Id gone to the gym after work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and chatted with a pretty woman in the my age bracket that was interesting and had no rings or other evidence of...
The house was eerily silent. Even at 10 pm, I generally expected some noise, despite the events of the past few days. Dad and Andrea had been fighting constantly lately, only changed up by his epic snoring and the very rare round of make-up sex they had. My kid sister Chloe was at the grandparents for a few weeks during the summer, as I think my folks hadn’t wanted to expose her to their fighting and whatever was going on over these weeks. They were in counseling, but honestly, it seemed like...
IncestFrom the Lifeguard 1 Story:I woke up sometime later with my spent mother on my chest snoring peacefully, my now soft penis still in her anus. My mother was smaller than me, so her weight wasn’t an issue, it’s just that I really needed to pee. So I started trying to wriggle out from her embrace. When I did she stirred. She said, “Don’t move.”She slowly pulled herself off of my penis, did a quick spin where her asshole was in front of my face, and said, “Eat it out.” Before I could even form a...
IncestIntroduction: Youll want to read Part 1 first! Lifes Strange Turns, Part 2 The phone rang, waking both Karen and myself with a start. Wed slept for only about 15 minutes. Well, it would have been bad to sleep longer, but it would have been almost tragic if the phone had rung while we were writhing around having such marvelous sex. Especially if shed had my cock in her mouth I thought! To give Karen some phone privacy and to take care of some personal hygiene issues, I ran into the shower and...
This is Lifes a bitch and now so am I!!! This is a fiction story!! The people in the story are not real!Please exsuse the puntuation and spelling I'm just a blond sissy!I start of my story with my wife leaving to go bingo with her mum, as soon as the car pulls away I'm up to my secret girl cloth's and sex toys.I am a sissy cross dresser, I can't help it i love the feel and how girlie it makes me look. I have...
When I was eighteen, I got a job as a lifeguard at Cherry Park Apartments, a new housing development just outside Chicago. These days pools and recreation centers are dirt-common in suburban developments, but back then the concept was new and a bit daring, smacking of sybaritic luxury. This was some time ago, and things were a lot different than they are now. A lot different. The Beatles had just arrived, the Pill had just been introduced, and I'd just finished high school and was looking...
From the Lifeguard 4 Story After she was finally done cumming, she pulled her now flaccid penis out of my mouth and proceeded to give me a big French kiss and started sucking the remainder of her cum into her mouth. We started hugging and kissing and kissing and hugging. That was even fun.After a few minutes of doing this, we just laid there giggling and laughing about what we had just done.Caley then said, “You are one sick boy.”I then said the only sensible, normal thing an eighteen-year-old...
Incest“Do you know where I can get some tanning oil?” Chris looked down from his lifeguard post upon hearing the question and found a stunning stud at the bottom. A mere ten feet below Chris was a majestically muscled blonde, boasting firm washboard abs and rock-hard pecs. Chris looked down in amazement as he checked out the rest of the stud’s body, his toned biceps and forearms, his defined thigh muscles and tight calves. Chris got his gaze stuck in the tanned stud’s defining feature, his swelling...
A Fate Worse Than Death - Chapter 01 (revised) That last punch literally popped one of my eyes out of my head. It was now dangling from its socket, giving me a very interesting view of my cigarette burned tits, both of which were missing their nipples compliments of the butane torch that had been used to turn them into a pair of charred lumps of cooked meat before the Red soldier with the pliers ripped what was left of them from my squeezies. The torch was...
Residential Marriage Guidance - Aftercare Xxx So, a sequel to a sequel or the third part of a trilogy? The idea for this came to me as I was finishing "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance" and I just had to write it. You'll probably have to read "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance to learn the characters and background and get the most from this story. As always, feedback on what you find hot and what is not is gratefully appreciated - same goes for my other stories if...