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Authors note: My apologies for the delay in this and the rest of the story, it has been a long time coming for sure so long a lot of you have probably given up hope of it ever coming. I actually wrote this and the next two chapter’s right after it seemed popular that I continue the story, but I hit a wall trying to write the ending then walked away from writing for a while. I pondered posting the next few parts without the end, but I didn’t want to be one of those authors that writes a bunch of a story but never posts the end. Better to leave it as a standalone short story than a longer story unfinished I figured. I was inspired to take up the tale once again recently though and now that I have a finished product to post I will post it now. Sorry for the delay, I hope you enjoy it. PS
Thanks HJF for editing.
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Jeremy awoke the next morning to someone talking on the phone. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was and why he was in a strange bed. As the events of the previous night came back to him he smiled. However, his joyful recollection was interrupted by a raised voice in the other room.
‘Mother, would you back off about that damn card already! It’s a fucking response card. I think they know I’m coming, and if I don’t why should they notice? It’s just poor Alicia the girl they used to get what they want.’ There was a paused, then, ‘Well, how else am I supposed to take it Mom? My boyfriend dumps me for my spoiled cousin and everyone looks at me like I have three heads for being upset about it! God forbid Jane not get what she wants.’ Alicia sighed and said in a resigned tone, ‘You know what, Mom, I’m not having this conversation again, if you choose to side with your niece over your own daughter, then maybe I’m better off not going at all.’ There was another pause and then Alicia sighed and said, exasperated, ‘Of course you promised Aunt Carrie I’d come, and no, I don’t want to make you look bad. One question, though, Mother, if they already know I’m coming then why are they asking for the response card?’ Alicia asked in a surprisingly calm tone. ‘A date, for me?’ Alicia said then after a very long pause she said, ‘No mother, I don’t have time to find a date because believe it or not I work for a bitch who is even more spoiled and self-centered than Jane is.’ There was another pause, ‘No Mom, no promotion, yes you’re right I should change jobs, no I’m not moving back,’ she said seemingly flustered by the rush of questions for the other end. ‘Look Mom, I don’t want to discuss this now, I have a lot of work I need to do. I’ll send the card soon, I promise, and I’ll see you at the wedding.’ She sighed and then said, ‘I love you too, Mom.’
Jeremy heard the phone get turned off and Alicia let out a cry of frustration as she slammed it down, grumbling something he could not understand but he imagined referred to her mother, boss, cousin, or all three. Not wanting her to know he had overheard the conversation he slumped to the bed and pretended to be asleep, curious what Alicia’s next move would be.
He was shaken awake and he opened his eyes to find her dressed in what he assumed were her workout clothes. He turned and went to pull her on the bed, but she resisted.
‘Look, Jeremy was it?’ she said and he could tell she was purposely acting as if she did not know his name, but he nodded. ‘I want to work out and then I have a lot of work to do today so if you could get dressed and go I would appreciate it.’
Jeremy looked at her confused and said, ‘Just like that? After last night?’
She rolled her eyes and said, ‘Don’t get all girly on me. Don’t get me wrong last night was fun and I appreciate the help with the pass and with my dress, but I’ve got no time for anything serious right now. I work too much.’
‘For a woman whom you’re stealing from,’ he thought, also recalling it was a Saturday and the fact that she had just last night told him how much she was going to enjoy vegging this week while the new guy struggled to do a job he was not qualified for. ‘Yeah realll busy,’ he thought to himself and smiled. She had to know he knew she was lying. Did she want him to call her on it? To call out her falsehood and demand she strip and spend the remainder of the morning in bed with him?
He gave it a shot, ‘Okay, but its Saturday, can’t it wait a few more hours?’ He then looked her in the eyes and said, ‘Come here and let’s give you a workout of a different sort and then since you treated me to dinner I’ll treat you to breakfast, or depending on how much of a workout we have, lunch.’
She turned her gaze away from his but not before he saw the hint of longing in her eyes. Deep down they both knew she wanted nothing more than to do what he had just said, but something stronger overrode that urge and she said in a feeble tone, ‘I can’t, I have to work out…and I really have work to do.’ She then left and as she walked away her voice got stronger, ‘So please get dressed and leave.’
Jeremy understood and knew that pushing her would do no good. This was the doing of Joe and Jane, they had hurt Alicia and bad, more than even Alicia would probably admit. She too had enjoyed last night and had felt the same connection he had, but unlike him she was afraid of it. Joe had ripped her heart out of her chest and stomped it to pieces, with the help of a family member no less. The betrayal and pain Alicia must be feeling were too immense. This would take care and time, neither of which, it seemed, he had. Pressing this one would only cause more harm.
He was all too familiar with this act she was pulling, he had done it himself using coldness and lame excuses to prevent himself from getting hurt. He always played it safe. He never took the crazy risk or let his emotions get the best of him, that is, until last night. He had let an impulse lead him to a sexy young woman and it had been the best night of his life. He definitely wanted to see her again, but he had a problem, she was about to shoo him out of her life for good.
It was then he remembered that he too had a bit of a social bind, he smiled to himself and rose from the bed. If openness and understanding would be met with coldness he would play cold too. He would make a deal that would benefit them both in the short term and hopefully buy him the time he needed to soften her defenses. He put on only his underwear and walked out of the bedroom to find Alicia waiting impatiently.
‘Why aren’t you dressed? I really need to go.’
‘Because if I get dressed you’ll leave and I don’t want that until you’ve heard me out Alicia.’
‘There’s nothing to discuss as I said last night was…’
‘I’m not talking about last night.’ He said cutting her off, ‘Which was amazing you’re right. No, I’m talking about a deal that I think will help us both. You need a date for your cousin’s wedding.’
‘I need no such thing!’ Alicia interjected, but Jeremy waved her off.
‘Oh, no, not at all,’ he said sarcastically, ‘Then that wasn’t your mom I woke to you screaming into the phone at. Face it Alicia you rolled the dice on a promotion and failed, so now the best thing you can do to save face is get a date on short notice, and given your height and preference of not being taller than your date, that doesn’t leave you with a lot of options. I think we proved last night you and I can certainly get along for an evening and wouldn’t it be better to have someone else along that isn’t on Jane’s side? Face it Alicia, you need me.’ He then paused and said, ‘Besides we both know the reason that response card is not filled out is you were holding onto hope that you’d have someone to take with you. I’ve done it myself several times before finally breaking down and admitting I’m going to another wedding dateless.’ Alicia gave no objection and looked a little sorry for him to his surprise.
‘Now that that is settled, I need something in return for going. I myself am in a social bind of sorts. You see I organized a guy’s ca
mping trip with two of my friends awhile back. After talking with another of my friends I decided to invite him, too, which my friend Sam then took as a license to invite his girlfriend along. I should explain that Sam and Beth, his girlfriend, both live at home so he’s obviously doing this to get laid, but I digress. Anyway knowing I would object Sam told Tim, the other friend I originally invited, that Beth was coming so he should invite his wife Erin. They have a newborn and somehow got a sitter for the weekend so of course Erin is coming. Upon hearing that Beth and Erin were coming I had to tell Ryan, my third friend, that his fiancée Amber was invited and of course she is now also coming.
‘So now my guy’s trip is suddenly me and three couples and I can’t pull out because they need my car and gear for the trip, so without me Sam doesn’t get a night alone with Beth, Tim and Erin are getting a sitter for nothing, and their weekend away from the baby is shot, which would be just cruel after we dangled it in front of them. So in other words I’m stuck.’
Alicia took all this in and said, ‘Let me guess, a weekend with your friends camping for a weekend of wedding with my family?’
‘Yep that’s about it, and don’t worry about not knowing anyone, Ryan’s met Sam and Tim once and Amber knows no one but me so it won’t be too odd. I plan for us to all get together next Wednesday to discuss food and other stuff before Friday when we leave.’
Alicia stared at him, seemingly thinking, and said, ‘I’ll think about it while you get dressed.’
He got dressed and when he finished she said, ‘Look, I still need to think on it. My mind is in a hundred places right now.’
Jeremy sighed and seeing a pad of paper and a pen wrote his address, cell number, and the time everyone was meeting on it, ripped it off, and handed it to her.
‘Look, it’s your call. I think it would work out great for both of us. Call me if you have any questions. If it helps you can have your own tent if you want, up to you.’
He had hardly made it down the hall when his phone rang. Assuming it was one of his friends, he answered immediately without looking. To his surprise a relatively familiar female voice asked, ‘I have one question, chicken or beef?’
‘Beef.’ Jeremy said smiling, knowing it was for the wedding response card.
‘Okay, see you next Wednesday.’ Alicia replied, clearly pleased.
A part of Jeremy might have been pleased with that, but another part, specifically the part that remembered their amazing night together, and the sex, wouldn’t let him. So on Monday when it came time for the train ride home Jeremy abandoned his usual spot on the train to search for Alicia. He was unsurprised to find her in the same car he had on Friday. She sat by herself on the upper deck with her laptop open so she hadn’t spotted him. He smiled and he made his way to the seat next to her.
Alicia was engrossed in her computer and he noticed as he got closer that she was a bit grumpy about something. For a second he thought better of the idea, but he remembered Friday. ‘No risk no reward’ he thought.
‘Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?’ he asked and without looking up she said no and continued working for a second. However, as he sat her brain seemed to click and she quickly looked over and he was pleased to see the grumpiness fade, with even the slightest hint of a smile before she returned to normal.
‘Jeremy,’ she said, trying to be cold.
‘Ally,’ he said, not sure why, and she stared at him. He tried to decide if she was mad or not.
‘Please don’t call me that…’ she said definitely fighting irritation. Jeremy had clearly struck a nerve.
‘Sorry,’ he said back pedaling, ‘I only meant it in the sense that we’re allies of sort, you know the agreement…’ he said, desperately hoping he had not blown it.
He was pleased when she smiled and chuckled, ‘No, you didn’t, but nice try. You are cute when you’re flustered, I’ll give you that.’ She then shook her head and closed the laptop. ‘You sure know how to ruin a perfectly good funk Jeremy, this is twice now. I sense a pattern forming.’
‘Is that good or bad?’ he asked, teasing her.
‘Good, but don’t push your luck too much buddy, I happen to enjoy my occasional funks.’
‘Well, why don’t we share this one together? They’re more fun that way. Last time it was getting even with your boss. So who is the subject today?’
‘Fred.’ Alicia said and Jeremy nodded. Fred was the guy her boss had picked over her and it was clear from her mood that Fred had not had a rough first day.
Alicia spent the next half hour telling him about how her boss’s golden boy managed to impress some important clients and silence more than a few of his critics. Which was all well and good, but it meant more work for Alicia to live up to some of the things Fred promised. Standard stuff mind you, it just annoyed her Fred had actually done well. She was hoping for a big screw up to put him on shaky ground right off the bat, no luck though.
‘I’m not worried. He did well today I’ll give him that, but he’ll forget something and then boom, the heat will be on Fred and Holly both for this.’ Holly was her boss.
They discussed where she expected him to mess up first for a while before Alicia asked about his. He had done nothing of great importance, just a few data queries for the firm he was working with this week. He was surprised how interested she was in it. Before long it was time for her stop and as she rose to leave Jeremy asked.
‘Same time and place tomorrow?’
Alicia smiled and said, ‘I’d like that.’
‘Tomorrow then.’
Tomorrow,’ she said with a wave.
Jeremy was in a daze the rest of the normally tortuous ride, which took barely any time at all as he went over his encounter with Alicia.
The torture came the next day as the hours and minutes crawled. There were a lot of days that seemed to crawl along, but rarely on a Tuesday and never for this reason. When the clock struck five he virtually flew to the station and arrived to find the seats above deserted. His heart sank. He checked that he had the right car, he did, and he checked the time. It was then he realized in his haste to meet his sexy friend he had arrived quite a few minutes earlier than normal. He took the bench seat at the end of the upper deck and waited, figuring if she stood him up he might as well be comfortable for the long ride.
His fears were needless though, it seemed, and as a few minutes later a beaming Alicia reached the top of the stairs and made straight for him. He rose to greet her and to his surprise when she reached him she kissed him on the lips. She then took the other half of the bench and he sat next to her.
‘Hey you,’ she said, very cheerful indeed.
‘Hello to you too, that was, ah, quite the greeting.’
Alicia blushed, ‘Sorry, I guess I went a bit overboard…’
‘No! Not at all,’ Jeremy said, wanting to make clear he had no issue with her kissing him.
Alicia smiled and said, ‘Good, I’m glad. I enjoyed kissing you too.’
Jeremy got a bit uncomfortable at that last statement and said, ‘Ah, well, while I’d like to think I’m the reason you’re rather happy I suspect this has something to do with a certain co-worker of yours.’
She smiled, ‘Well, yes, but don’t worry I’m glad to see you too. If for no other reason than I’m dying to tell someone, but also because you make the ride home much more enjoyable.’
Jeremy smiled at this and Alicia launched into her story about how today went just like yesterday for the most part and was really going to be a drag.
Just then she grabbed his hand and said, ‘I’m glad I had the ride home with you to look forward to, otherwise it would have been really horrid.’ Jeremy of course smiled at this and she continued to tell him about how just before the end of the day Fred got caught in a minor slip-up involving an important clie
nt that nearly cost them the account. If not for some fast talking from Alicia they would have.
‘So not only did Fred mess up, you got to be the hero. That’s great Alicia, really great.’
She then asked him about his day and he told her a brief account, again amazed at the attention she paid to it. When he was done they still had a bit before her stop so they discussed the meeting at his house the next night, specifically how to get there and such. Alicia was a bit unsure whether she could get there in time when Jeremy had a better idea.
To Jeremy’s pleasant surprise they became regular train buddies for the rest of the week riding home together sharing their day events. When Friday came he wondered what would happen whether she would want to hang out or not but unfortunately his suggestion was shot down leaving him a little confused, he was afraid he had taken it too far. His fears were unfounded though as on Monday she was back to sit with him.
On Tuesday after they had finished discussing things he said a little wary after Friday’s rejection, ‘Why don’t you take a night bag with you to work tomorrow and stay at my place tomorrow night?’ Between the meeting and the food shopping afterwards it’ll be pretty late before everyone heads home. You’re farther than the others so it makes more sense to stay the night with me. That way you won’t have to worry about how to get there or being late. You’ll get off the train in the morning with me and on Thursday you can board at my stop.’
To his pleasant surprise she smiled and replied, ‘That would be more convenient. You sure you don’t mind?’
‘I insist. I don’t want to worry about you getting home safe tomorrow.’
She smiled, seemingly genuinely touched to hear he worried about her safety. ‘You’re sweet, and in that case how can I refuse?’ she said as the train glided to a stop at her station. She kissed him and said, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow with my bag.’
Jeremy was in a daze again the whole ride home and he spent the majority of that night cleaning up his apartment. Not that he wouldn’t have anyway with having his friends and their ladies over the next night, but now that Alicia was staying over he made an extra effort to clean the place up.
The next day’s ride was similar to the others except Alicia had a bag with her, a bag Jeremy was glad to see was small. Upon seeing his smile she had asked and he had commented he was glad to see she was a light packer.
The ride was of course longer and Alicia was shocked at how long it took, although their being together made the time pass quicker than both expected. After the short walk to his place they arrived and he gave Alicia a brief tour of his apartment. It wasn’t a big place, but he was comfortable. He was glad to hear she approved of it.
They had a bit of time to waste until his friends arrived so they spent it relaxing and watching TV, both having exhausted their usual topics on the longer train ride. However, Jeremy was pretty sure something was bothering Alicia as they sat watching TV until his friends arrived.
‘Don’t worry Alicia, they’ll love you. You’ll fit right in,’ he said taking a guess at her discomfort. She smiled.
‘Thanks for that. I really wasn’t worried, from what you said they all seem nice. ‘
‘Okay, I’m glad, just wanted to make sure you’re alright,’ he said, not wanting to directly call attention to her tense nature at the moment, and also wondering if he was wrong.
‘Okay…’ she said confused, ‘Why?’
‘Why what?’
‘Why reassure me? I told you I was fine.’
Jeremy decided to tell the truth. ‘Alicia you’re tense as hell, I want to know why. I thought it might be nerves, but now I have no clue. It started on the train and has only gotten worse. I didn’t want to say anything, but you’re kind of freaking me out now. Is it me or something I’ve done?’
‘No, of course not,’ Alicia said a little too quickly and with a smile that was a little forced.
‘Alicia, what’s wrong?’ he asked, grabbing her hand. ‘Please tell me. I hate guessing, if it’s me and I can help please tell me how,’ he said, trying to keep his voice calm despite his frustration.
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Noel arrived at the shopping complex just before one in the afternoon. He parked in the underground section for it had started to rain. He fumbled in the glove box, shifting the container for the ‘wet tissues’ and left it on the small space near the gear lever as he retrieved the documentation for the ‘bonus’ gift that the shopping complex offered for customers. He had noticed the woman as he parked. She was standing against the wall between two vehicles. He gave her a smile as he closed the...
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Coughing from the dust as the brunette picked up a box from the Attic, takingit down...for the movers to move into her new apartment. Her emerald eyes sparkledas she glanced around...before she got into Her car...slowly noticing somethingin her small tote bag...a book. It was called Cruel Submissions: Finding outwho you truly are" slowly she started to flip the pages...opening to seea submissive female on the first page...a drawing "In a Land far away...thereis a place that shows who are the...
Dearest Miss,As I think of you, I say to myself, "My God, Jampu, you are such a little bitch." I continue to berate myself as if talking to my reflection in the mirror.'It is no wonder that Miss hesitated when you approached her, asking to be her sub. It is as if she could see what a problem you might become. How could she know that you would be so much trouble for her? Perhaps, she had had others begging her domination. She perhaps understood that having subs comes with difficult...
LesbianAugust 25, 1994, Chicago, Illinois If there was anything that Penny could have said that would knock me for a total loop, it was that Zeke might not be the baby’s father. It boggled my mind and I felt a surge of adrenaline. Fortunately, I was sitting, and other than my knees shaking a bit and my ears ringing from my tinnitus, it passed quickly. I took a deep breath and let it out. “Penelope, I love you, so pardon me for saying this, but what the fuck?” She moved to the couch and flopped...
: : : : : Emergency broadcast detected. : : : : : : : : : : Boosting signal. : : : : : : : : : : Recording. : : : : : And another thing had tumbled into my body. Freakin' debris. It gets everywhere. Can't a corpse get some peace? It already looks so beaten up. Strange. The face still looks like it is just taking a nap. In the freezer that is. Oh. Wait. The transmission. It started. Hi! To everyone out there that might pick up this broadcast. I need help. And please ignore my...
“Spank me.” I can hear my own voice quiver with an insatiable need as I whisper, breathless, my fingers curling into fists. I wince, my nails pressing into the palms of my hands so hard, leaving little red-pink crescents in my flesh. I know this, without looking. It’s not the first time the need in me has been so strong. Insatiable. That’s the word you love to tease me with. Your insatiable little fuck girl. I long to hear those words right now. I’m almost panting with desire, watching your...
SpankingElizabeth embraced our night together like it would surely be our last. She said she believed me when I told her that Tuck had endorsed our sleeping together. She was concerned that he wouldn't remember asking me to fuck the bitchiness out of his wife when he woke up the next morning. It was after two-thirty when I climbed in bed with her, and I dare say it was after three when I went to sleep. Elizabeth let me sleep until eight-thirty before I woke to find her sucking my cock. "I still...
“what the hell are you doing, why are you even telling me this" I could see my dad standing in the living room, in a suit and tie taking it all in. "I just had to" he whimpered and walks out up the stairs. My mom stood there for a second in rage, and walk out the front door without even acknowledging me. I didn’t understand what had happen, when I tried to talk to my dad he told me to "leave it alone". How could I do that, I mean come on. My mom didn’t come home until the next day, and...
I submitted this story under username LordGlut, but this username was rejected, and so I am now resubmitting it. The original submission had bad paragraph formatting, which has been corrected. This story was inspired by the computer game Jedi Knight; if you play this game from the dark side, you get to become God-Emperor of the Galaxy. This is a similar theme, though not set in Star Wars. This story contains brutal rape, and thus will not be to everyone’s taste. There is no physical...
I see one of her favorite shirts and I grab it and shredd it. Grunting out I hate her! She ruins everything, one day she'll ruin me completely. I pause, someones at the door... Damien! I exclaim. I tip toe over to the top of the stairs and listen. She's not here. If she were would you let me see her? No! Why not Mrs. Stark? Because your too old and she's to young. I'm just.... her tudor. Bullshit damien, my daughter is a straight A student, she needs no tudor. He sighs, we've...
The host leads Mystery towards the back of the restaurant and slides into a booth not noticing the man grinning even more in the shadows. “This is perfect”, the man nods his head in approval towards the host who doesn’t even know he is approving her choice for the girl. It was as if the host knew even though logically the man knew the host had no clue what was going on in his head. For several moments the man stayed in his place in the shadows watching this young girl, observing her movements...
Two Sequels in One The two blonde girls lay side by side on two old double bed mattresses, separated by five or six feet of bare stone floor. Both girls were similarly bare, their arms tied out over the sides of the mattress and the rope looped under it, using both the strength of the ropes and their the weight of their own slim figures to hold them in place. Their legs were identically bound, spread wide as though they were straddling a horse. When he led his other pair of captives into...
It was a cloudy cold morning and the thoughts of you were fresh in my mind. The things you do to me with you masterful knowing skill still sends me over the edge. I feel your hands exploring me, your mouth kissing me with the occasional light scratch and kneading of fingers. The way you touch my hair drives me insane, your kiss sends chill pulses over my entire body. And when your mouth is on my nipples I don’t want to stop. You know exactly what to do to me to drive me wild. You drive me...
Introduction: A taboo love love story. Based on a true story. Oooh that bitch! I swear this time punkie has gone too far. If anyone recognizes me… if I run into someone who was there.. my cheeks flare and I become flushed at the thought of it. How could they do this to me? The shame, the embarssment ill have to face it, not her! I see one of her favorite shirts and I grab it and shredd it. Grunting out I hate her! She ruins everything, one day shell ruin me completely. I pause, someones at the...
We eventually made it to my house, which was on a typical, mature, suburban street. I led Deb out of the car to the front step where I told her to sit & wait fo me. With her hands still tied behind her back, sans panties, I helped her down to sit on the 2nd step, about 12′ off the ground, leaving her knees up in front of her considerably higher than her waist. I instructed her to rest her forehead on her knees & not to move while I removed the blindfold. I went in the house & watched from the...
As I was preparing to go take care of the cheque, I told Deb she could use the washroom to put her panties back on & dry her dress if need be. ‘But’, I instructed, ‘I will be sitting at the bar when you return, and I want you sit back down at the table & give the gentleman behind me now, and so across from you, an opportunity to see up your dress, be discreet and act as unaware as you can, I will then return to walk you out.’ ‘Oh gee’, I don’t know….’ she challenged. ‘You know you want to, and...
Introduction: Today I am a slave of a beautiful and perfect mistress Denise Reina. Women of power (over people), beauty, and a sadistic mind capable of making anyone into a well trained dog on a leash. She took me in when I felt no love, and allowed me the honor to serve her for the rest of my life (or until she gets rid of me). My servitude started when I was 17 years old. I came home one day from school, and heard the yelling of my parents. My mom was yelling so laude they didnt hear me come...
Introduction: Conquest might be easy, but true control is never a sure thing (resubmitting after site crashed in October and story was lost) Tables To Be Turned Gina studied her mostly-nude self in the full-length mirror, twisting to better see her image. Nice ass, the eleven-year-old said aloud, admiring her slender form. Daddy adored her youthful beauty, too, especially when they held close in mutual orgasm with him cumming inside and because of her. Ginas mom had gone mad when the girl was...
Das sind die Fälle der Sonderkommission, deren Mitglieder in gefährlichen Ermittlungen immer wieder Mörder und Vergewaltiger überführen müssen, ohne selbst zum Opfer zu werden.
It had been a couple weeks and she had dropped me a message every few days to chat. She remembered that I had mentioned before that I was an experienced dom and asked questions about what was involved. She was kind of reserved and inexperienced and said she didn't think it was for her. Which is fine. I don't force it on anyone unless they want it. But she failed to realize that I had been planting the seeds at our first rendezvous and I knew that plant would grow. She messaged me one morning...
"So, do you need a spot?" she asked. Wisps of red hair, which had fallen from her pony tail, framed her face as she looked down on me."Ummm sure," I lied. The equipment at the bench press station where I was working out was designed to be used solo. With a quick flick of the wrist I could lock the bar into any safety position, if I had gotten into danger, but accidents do happen and you can't be too careful. Besides, I wasn't going to turn down help from the most beautiful girl in the gym. She...
Since Dad left us Mom and I had settled into an "It's us against the world" mode even though we knew it was not true. We had family and friends to support us including Dad's mom, however our attitude brought us closer together.Mom and I had an easy love. We kissed and hugged often for no particular reason other than to show how much we loved each other. I do not remember when our soft, lingering lip-to-lip kisses started but to me it seemed that I had enjoyed them my whole life. Partial nudity...
http://xhamster.com/user/miss_milfhttp://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/2216829/pg_13.htmlIt’s a warm spring day and you have come out to the local paint ball range on a school trip. We are on different teams. I see you across the field. I can feel my self getting hard as I watch you walking. The game starts and you sprint away I follow you as you head for cover. I sneak up behind you as look around to see if anyone is coming. I'm almost right behind you when I step on a twig breaking it.You have...
For those of u who haven't read my previous stories allow me to give u a quick summary...I live in a house with two roommates "one male and one female"I have only recently started with sexual experimentation which led to my situation where my female roommate became my mistress and have watched my girlfriend have sex with another guy once before this story which I never considered cheating since it was a one time experience that included me and my mistress.This is a story about how my girlfriend...
Missguided By Samantha Michelle Copyright 2001 Our family is certifiably strange. See, there are four parents and six children, and all of us children are related. Except for my sister Mathilda, who is the same age as me. Rebecca and Jeff, they're my biological parents, and Penny and Chuck are Matty's biological parents. Anyway, just after we were born both sets of parents got divorced, and not too much later Rebecca married Chuck and Jeff married Penny. So Matty's and my...
Misstrial (c) 2003 by Nom de Plume FORWORD: The missing months of the "Foul Boy" saga are revealed by the parties to a tumultuous divorce proceeding. *** "Ruth, we have your husband dead to rights on adultery and abandonment. If it weren't for what you did to your son, he wouldn't have a leg to stand on." Dexter Boyd looked across his cluttered desk at his client, wondering how she would respond. He had kept her off the stand during her criminal trial, but her divorce proceeding...
Infantile Misadventures My little misadventure started a year ago when I first happened to see an advertisement on the Internet, for a special kind of mistress in Thailand. For many years I had had secret fantasies about being treated like a baby girl or rather a toddler girl. In her add, Kwailin proclaimed that for only $100 a day she would guarantee to fulfil whatever infantile dreams a person may have and claimed to have had many special boyfriends who had loved the regressed...
A Murder Misstery by the author of The Jessica Project When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchange, I was becoming feared and respected for my cunning and balls...another detail which was soon...
More Murder Misstery © 2007 by Nom de Plume For those who missed A Murder Misstery, Matt McCoy - now Maddy - is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did.... As the saga continues, Maddy's train is just pulling into Amsterdam. By the author of The Jessica Project. I woke up with a start to polite but persistent tapping on the door of my first class sleeping compartment. "Zehn Minuten bis Amsterdam Centraal," a man was saying. After he repeated...
My eyes open with the gentle humming of my small alarm clock. I quickly shut it off so as not to disturb anyone else in the room. Its 4:30am, well before light creeps into the day and the room is now pitch black. Very quietly I rise up on my hands and knees and crawl off of the small doggy bed on the floor next to the big bed. It‘s embroidered with my name “Heather” in pink because it’s my bed and I’m the pet of my Mistress.I’m silent when I move because I have done this so many times before....
"Shut up you wimp." I was so tired of my brother Taylor. I told him to shut up often because he always plagued me if we could play something. We might be twins, but honest, he could do something that other boys did. Like play football or any sport. He didn't always have to hang around with me. He really annoyed me. That is until Jumissy came into our lives. That game changed everything. My name is Sandra, and we were 11 years old when this happened. It was just when dad left us...