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She looked down and smiled. Roses. She loved roses. But who would leave them at the door for her? She hadn’t heard from Billy since they broke up. Well she considered them broken up. She hadn’t heard from him from that stupid fight they had two weeks ago that had them both saying things she knew, or at least she thought she knew, they didn’t mean. They had both asked each other at the same time if the other one wanted to break up. No one really said a yes or no as a response. Just silence followed by Billy saying he had to go and that was that. She assumed that they were now broken up though she hadn’t pursued anyone. When any other guy began to pursue her in those two weeks she kindly turned them down. She wasn’t for sure, but she knew in her heart that at that moment she was still with Billy, no matter what. No definite ‘We’re over’ was spoken, so to Susan, she was still with Billy, though everyone else said other wise. Until she knew it in her heart, or heard it from him, she was still with Billy. So her heart leads her to believe. So who in the world leave roses on her front doorstep?

Susan leaned over and picked up the single, long-stemmed rose and smelled it. She loved the smell of roses. She put her key in the lock and unlocked the door. When she opened the door, Susan gasped. There was a blanket of roses on the floor, leading towards the bedroom. Susan was at first scared, then intrigued. Though there was no card with the rose left at her doorstep, Susan assumed that whoever left that rose also left the carpet of roses on her floor. Who was it? Only person who had the key to her apartment was Billy, but according to mutual friends, he was still in Chicago while she was in Los Angeles. He was living up the life, so they told her. Susan sighed when she thought of him being wild and free and not hers. She hoped they were wrong but her brain said they were, though her heart said otherwise. Until she heard from him, Susan strongly believed her heart.

Susan started to follow the trail of roses as they beckoned her to do. She had already slipped her sandals off and was walking over the rose petals barefooted. She loved how they felt under her feet. The trails lead her to her bedroom. When Susan looked up, rose petals were covering her bed. The comforter was gone and red and pink rose petals were spread all over the sheets with candles lighted up on the two nightstand tables beside the bed. Susan smiled and closed her eyes. She took the fragrances in. Oh, how she loved the smell of roses. Suddenly, Susan felt lips kissing her and her eyes flew open as she stepped back. Susan shrieked with joy when her eyes saw Billy standing in front of her. She didn’t know where he had come from, but she didn’t care. She enclosed him in a hug immediately and softly began to cry. She was so happy to see him.

‘Shush,’ Billy whispered, running his hands through her hair. ‘It’s okay baby.’

Susan stepped back and looked into the gorgeous green eyes that she fell in love with. ‘Oh Billy,’ Susan breathed, ‘Where did you come from? Are we still together? I thought you were living the life in Los Angeles?’

Billy smiled. His plan had worked. HE held her close in his arms and kissed her forehead and breathed her scent in. God, how he missed smelling her.
‘I came in yesterday. I came straight from Los Angeles with this plan in place. I felt horrible for the fight we had two weeks ago. I didn’t know what to say and I thought you wanted to break up but I wasn’t going to lose you without a fight. I didn’t know how to express that with words so I just hung up and started putting a plan together. When I heard from our friends how devastated you were that you thought we were broken up, I knew I had to surprise you and show you that you were wrong. So with their blessing and their help, I had them make you think that we were broken up so I could sweep you off your feet. I thought at first that I would do this to win your heart again, but as I slowly learned from friends, I had never lost you. And now, I’m going to sweep you off your feet, even though I do not have to. I love you and this is my Valentine’s Day present to you. I will make up all the hurt I put you through tonight and make you feel like the princess that you are. You are a princess, my princess.’

With tears in her eyes, Susan hugged Billy with all her might. She whispered into Billy’s ear ‘Oh thank God. Thank you God for not letting me lose this man. I love you, Billy. You are a prince, you are my prince.’

Billy grasped Susan face with both of his hands. He kissed her lightly on her lips first before pressing harder on them. He kissed passionately and lovingly. His hands slowly went from her face down her body and up again so that he felt every inch, every curve of her body. He soon placed his hands on the back of her waist. Susan broke the kiss and leaned her forehead on his. She smiled knowing that everyone, including her brain was wrong. Her heart was right. He was still his.

As she stood their smiling to both of them, Billy moved his hands quickly that Susan barely knew what he was doing before he had her shirt up and off her. He moved back and stared at her wonderful breasts that were about to pop out of her bra. He pulled her close to him and kissed her as he reached his hands behind her back and undid her bra. While still kissing Susan passionately and showering her face with little kisses, Billy slowly pulled her bra down and off her shoulders, arms and soon to the floor. He trailed kisses down her neck, stopping to nip and suck at her neck shortly before he continued his descent to her breast. He sucked up her right nipple into his mouth as he turned her and moved her towards the bed. He had a plan to ravish her as long into the night as possible. He was going to make up all the pain he had caused her with a night of love and passion until both of them passed out exhausted.

Billy stepped back and took his shirt off. Susan reached to help him but Billy shook his head. ‘No, my love. Let me do everything. This is your valentine. This is me making up to you. For all the pain I caused you, you will only receive pleasure tonight. I love you, baby, and you will see tonight.’ With that, Billy stepped forward and kissed her deeply as her hands ran across his smooth bare chest in between them. Billy’s hands moved from tweaking her nipples till down to her jeans. While still kissing her, Billy opened and unzipped Susan’s pants. He slipped a hand down and felt the wetness that was already beginning to pool in her panties. ‘I think someone needs to be taken care of.’

Billy began to rub his finger over the part of Susan’s mound and the wetness that was on her panties. He stroked the part up and down, feeling the wetness seep out. Susan moaned and leaned closer to Billy. Billy smiled, knowing what Susan wanted and had every intention of giving it to her. While his tongue danced into Susan’s mouth, Billy parted her lips and dove his finger to her clit. He stroked her clit and Susan pressed her body closer to his, wanting to feel more of his finger. She gasped as he fingered her clit and kissed at her neck.

‘Oh God,’ Susan moaned, enveloping her arms around Billy.

Billy smiled and continued to stroke her clit. He exchanged his forefinger for his thumb and moved his forefinger so that it was at her entrance. He felt a hitch in Susan’s breath as she anticipated his finger entering her. He began entering her with his fingers and quickly continued the dual pace of fingering Susan while stroking her clit. He could feel her body convulse and begin to climax as he fingered her. Susan grabbed a hold of Billy and brought him closer to her so that she wouldn’t fall over. Billy supported Susan as she began to orgasm. Susan was screaming out with the first orgasm of the night.

Susan slowly came down and looked at Billy. ‘I love you’ she whispered and kissed Billy passionately. ‘Now, I don’t care what your plans are for the night, but I’m going to move them along faster.’
Billy raised an eyebrow and was about to ask her what she meant when Susan went and in one quick move, had her jeans and panties down to her ankles and was stepping out of them. Billy’s eyes went wide when Susan reached for his pants button and undid that. ‘Susan…’Billy said but was interrupted.

‘You can argue all you want,’ Susan said with a gleam in her eye, ‘but we are so moving faster. I want you in me now!’

And with that, Billy’s pants and underwear were on the floor. Susan mounted the rose petal covered bed and scooted back. She laid back and spread her legs wide, opening her pussy up for Billy, an invite to him to enter.

Billy shook out of his pants and growled. His cock became rock hard as he mounted the bed for Susan. Susan giggled. ‘I know you want to feel the inside of me, Billy,’ she whispered, ‘so come in me now.’

Billy was soon positioned over Susan so that his cock was inches away from her wet pussy. He could feel her wetness and his cock ached to be buried in that wetness. Billy looked deeply into Susan’s eyes. Not a word was said as they could read each other’s minds at that moment.

Billy moved so that his cock was barely entering Susan’s entrance. Susan moaned and pushed her hips forward which forced Billy’s cock to enter her. Billy gasped and let out a groan as he felt himself slide into Susan’s wet pussy.

‘I told you I want you in me now,’ Susan said with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

Billy smiled down on Susan and kissed her lightly on the lips. ‘Now I will take over, missy,’ Billy tried to speak seriously but it came out more light-hearted then he wanted to.

As Susan smiled Billy pulled his cock back and thrust into Susan once again. Susan moaned in pure delight. In one continuous motion, Billy thrust his hips in and out of Susan as he began to make love to his valentine in the missionary position. He loved to fuck Susan in that position. He loved how it felt to feel himself go in and out of Susan in that position. He knew she loved it just as much as he did.

Billy slowly quickened his pace, slowly building the pleasure for both of them. He knew by slowly fastening his pace, the pleasure that built up for both of them would leave them exhausted once the both came. Susan grabbed onto Billy and matched his pace as he slowly quickened their strides. Her moans grew louder as the pace began to quicken. She could feel her orgasm building inside of her.

Billy’s cock grew harder with each thrust. He loved feeling every inch of her grabbing his cock, trying to milk him to cum for her. He loved feeling his balls hit her as he slammed into her with every thrust. His balls began to become tighter as he felt closer to cumin for his love.

‘Billy,’ Susan moaned, ‘I’m gonna cum soon. I want u to cum with me, baby.’

Billy said no response but only groaned back. He nibbled on her throat as he became closer to coming. Billy moaned into Susan’s ear. ‘Baby, I’m so close. I’m going to cum. Oh God.’

Billy moaned as he neared closer to cumin. He was trying to hold back until Susan was ready to cum with him. He knew Susan and knew she wasn’t as close as he was. It was beginning to be torture for Billy to hold back.

‘Oh God, baby,’ Billy moaned. ‘I…need…to cum.’

‘Cum,’ Susan commanded. ‘Cum for me, now, hard and fast. Shoot your seed into me.’

With a loud groan, Billy exploded into Susan. With every thrust, more of his seed flowed out of him and into Susan. Billy yelled and screamed Susan’s name as he came for her. He was cumin so hard he didn’t even realize that Susan was beginning to cum too.

On Billy’s third thrust into her as he came, Susan began to shake. Her walls began to squeeze around Billy’s cock as she began to cum also. She hugged Billy close and scratched up his back as she came. She screamed his name over and over, shaking as her orgasm violently over took her. She continued to cum even after Billy went limp in her.

Billy looked down at the love of his life as she slowly descended her climax. He loved her so much and loved seeing the pleasure he gave her. He was panting, trying to catch his breath and barely able to keep his weight up so he wouldn’t crush her when he collapsed. When he felt that she had fully come down, he rolled off of Susan and collapsed on the bed next to her. Susan rolled over and cuddled up to Billy’s shoulder. She was breathing heavy, trying to recover her breath from the exhausting sex, no love making, she had with Billy.

‘I love you,’ Billy said as he looked deeply into Susan’s eyes. ‘I hope I have made up to you all the pain I have caused you. You are my valentine.’

‘I love you too,’ Susan replied. ‘You made it up, definitely more than you needed to.’

Billy kisses Susan lightly on her lips and then held her closer to him. As the cuddled up, both fell asleep in each other’s arms, dreaming of the lives that they will live together.

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The day dawned bright and clear in lush green pastoral setting at the North Union Cemetery. That morning, a young boy had jumped at the chance to go with his Great Uncle Homer, a World War I soldier, to help mow and clean up the picturesque old cemetery in time for Memorial Day which is only days away. Although he would have been willing to do it for nothing, because he loved hanging around with his Uncle Homer; the old soldier wouldn't hear of it. On the way over to the cemetery, the old...

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All Is Not Roses

You know the old saying: If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But there are times when life gives you strawberries and the best you can come up with is sour, puckering lemon juice. That's the way I was feeling. My name is Gene Shallot — yeah, just like little onions — and I'm 27 years old. Although I'm 5'10" I weigh just 135 pounds straight out of the shower before any water drips off so I'm not big; that has always bugged me because I have a huge appetite. I've got unruly brown...

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Sandals and Roses

It's nice being able to finally lay back and enjoy your life. Not that I didn't enjoy it before the divorce. I just never had time. Working pretty much 7 days a week for eight years wears a body out. Especially when some of those days you go straight from one job to another. Now, that's not a problem. I don't have Sue riding me to get out and go to one of the many jobs I had. Not that we were hurting for money. She just always wanted more. Of course, I was the one that was to get it for...

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Eighteen Yellow Roses

"Reg, 'andy you dropped by mate, I need a little favour!" my cousin Pete said, as I killed Bonnie's engine. Pete hadn't even given me time to kick the prop-stand down, let alone climb off the bike. Bonnie by the way is my 1962 vintage Thriumph Bonneville. She's probably a little old-fashioned when compared to modern bikes, but she's the real deal, something I'd dreamed of owning since I'd first clapped eyes on one as a young man. By then I had enough money to indulge my whims; I'd...

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Hockey Sticks and Roses

Without question, the hardest thing I ever had to do as a mother was to tell my son that his father and I were getting a divorce because I was a lesbian. On the surface, we were a typical well-off middle-class suburban family. Josh's father and I had good careers; he was a marine draftsman, and I was a nurse. Josh was a typical boy for his time and place. He lived and breathed hockey, and sometimes it seemed little else interested him. We lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood, my...

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Bird SongChapter 7 Ring a ring of roses

James MacLaren and his wife arrived at his parent's house and rang the bell. James' father, David, opened the door and they could both see immediately that there was something wrong with him. They pushed past into the house, Avril fussing over her father-in-law, and found his wife, Ivy, lying on the sofa covered by a duvet. If anything she looked worse than her husband, her skin pallid and her eyes looking sunken in her face. Avril busied herself putting on the kettle and looking in the...

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The CatalystChapter 73 Smelling the Roses

[Like who was going to sleep with whom tonight.] That discussion was fast, furious and fun. With 9 people, 5-women, 4-guys and 3 beds it was going to be interesting. Since Sarah, Linda and Jamie would only allow one particular cock in their pussies AND demanded ALL of their guy’s deposits, they assigned themselves to whatever bed their guys were in. TJ, Janet and Mary decided to play ‘musical beds’ then planned to ‘sleep’ together. Greg and I slept with Jamie and Sarah, who both insisted on...

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Good Medicine Junior YearChapter 10 Stop And Smell The Roses

July 1, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Are you OK?” Clarissa asked on Friday morning as we lay in bed together. “Why wouldn’t I be?” “You seemed a bit out of sorts last night. Did that kiss bother you?” I smiled, “Not the way you mean. It was just, well, to be blunt, fighting a reaction. And losing.” Clarissa laughed softly, “I know. I felt it when I spooned. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. I liked the kiss. The other reaction is kind of involuntary. As I keep saying, testosterone knows NOTHING about...

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Carpet Cleaners Young Wife Part 2

Introduction: They have sex in a bathroom and then Jim takes her to a porn store where he finds out a lot more about her husbands sex life. Once at the store Jim took her to the drug section and he picked up a Ovulation tester and also a box of pregnancy test strips. Jim noticed several men checking her out as Yolandas short skirt was just barely covering her ass and the sluts tits, although small, were bouncing around as she walked. Yolanda had said she seldom wore a bra and today was no...

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Carpet Cleaners Young Wife Part 3

Introduction: Yolanda finds out about sex toys, nasty mens lewd fetishes and gives her first blowjob. Jim discovers what her husband is doing with her panties and a lesbian takes her heart. Yolanda smiled mischievously at him as she slid the big 12 inch black cock slowly in and out of her mouth and then pulled it out with a plopping sound as he stood next to her. Dats a BIG cock! she giggled as a bit of drool ran out of her small mouth whose lips had just been stretched to the limit by the...

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The Enslavement of Rose

The Enslavement of Rose   by Tiff Baker . Feedback and comments welcome at [email protected]   Chapter 1Rose Hoffman sat at her computer bored again.? She was done all her homework and like most high school girls her age, she had more important things in her life than school. She loved to play field hockey, and hanging out with her friends, but she had another interest that she didn’t share with anyone.? She loved to read S&M stories. She had been secretly been reading them since she was only...

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Rose

Thirty eight years old but she felt like she was fifty, Rose Blaine thought as she looked out the front window of her nondescript house. The house was as bland as her life, as plain as she was.Rose had been married for s*******n years to Henry, a long haul trucker who was frequently gone for weeks at a time, not that it was much better when he was home. No k**s yet, not that they hadn't tried real hard in the beginning, but they certainly had been trying a whole lot less as the years passed....

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Exposing Rose

--CH01-- And So It BeginsRose had been a very outgoing young girl, that is, until she hit puberty. Although many might call it a blessing, Rose had been very uncomfortable with the changes that were happening to her body. Her breasts grew quite rapidly to a generous D cup and her hips and rear grew to give her a very shapely appearance. While many of her girlfriends looked on in envy, Rose drew the undesired attention of every hormone addled teenage boy at her school.Her defense against all the...

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The Enlightenment of Rose

February 16, 2009 Rose was having great difficulty staying focused in her biology class. The teacher was one of those artifacts in the educational system who seems to be a permanent fixture. Rose imagined that old Mrs. Garner was teaching the same class during her grandmother's school years. She felt a giggle escape when this thought popped into her head. Judy, the cute black girl sitting across from her glanced her way with a quizzical look. Rose shook her head to convey that the giggle...

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Lisa Introduces Rose

Lisa got on the bus and took her normal seat in the third row. As she sat down, she looked over to see Rose looking at her. Lisa was struck again at just how young the other eighteen girl appeared but today she was also struck by Rose’s large deep blue eyes. Lisa quickly changed so that she was seated next to Rose.“How are you today?” Lisa asked as she looked at the other girl.“I’m ok.” Rose replied but she kept looking at Lisa as if she was thinking about something and then she asked; “Did you...

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Rose

Rose (F/f) By Dudetodude Note: I have re written an older story of mine and re posted it under my current pen name. Hope you enjoy it! This story is about an older woman and a young mother whose casual relationship had developed into more than what the young mother had expected. My name is Lacy and since my divorce six months ago, I have been living on my own with both my daughters 2 and 4 years old and trying to settle into a new life after 5 years of marriage. I have no family in town...

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Rose

On the bus ride home from work, all Rose looked forward to was getting home, getting naked, and getting into a nice warm bath. It had been an absolute shite of a day at work. She wanted nothing to do with nobody for how ever long it would take to feel better. She even toyed with the notion of borrowing some of her flatmate, Jeanine's, marijuana for the bath. As the bus made it's routine turn with three stops before Rose's, the sky let go in a torrential downpour, and Rose was without a coat or...

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Blooming Under the Rose

Blooming Under the Rose By Ricky There was a time not that long ago when the phrase "I work for Arthur Anderson" was something to be proud of. At least in Tracy's office, located in a large city that will go nameless, it still was. Tracy's boss was one of the most scrupulously honest people you will ever met, and he demanded a level of integrity from his employees that was second to none. But all that didn't matter when everything fell apart, the office was locked up and...

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ROSE

RosebyL.A. Wicker©My name is Jack, I’m married, Not very happily. My wife Missy, is one of the women that think she has the only pussy on earth. I’m lucky if I get her once a month. If I do get some, she lays on the bed, spreads her legs and tells me, "Would you please...hurry the fuck up."Missy is a total babe. She stands five foot six inches tall. Long dark brown hair to the middle of her back. Big sexy brown eyes.Firm perky breast, that can bust a 36d bra open. Her nipples are light pink and...

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English Rose

/* AUTHORS NOTES: This story represents a severely edited version of the original draft. Two whole chapters have disappeared from the beginning because they featured not even a single mention of anything TG. Still it manages to weigh in at 75k plus! Whilst this story is finished, I'd quite happily extend it if there's any interest. Hope you enjoy it! */ English Rose by Kathy Core ...Jake walked towards the exit of the hotel, but was stopped in his tracks by the English...

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Training Rose

                                                       Training Rose by Angie FRose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it.    Angie.                                                            Training RoseI cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted,...

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The Next Rose

Adrienne was new to the city, and didn't know anyone. After a few weeks of stifling solitude, she had decided to visit the local equivalents of her old haunts. Part of her hoped that the city would change around her, spitting out her old friends and familiar environs. The corner pub had been nearly deserted, and it was hard to make new friends at the mall, so Adrienne found herself alone at the gay club. She wasn't expecting to be alone for long. With her shock of long blonde hair and cute...

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Exposing Rose

I appreciate getting feedback, both positive and negative, as long as it is constructive. I will not hesitate, however, to delete any nasty or abusive anonymous comments. I enjoy corresponding with my readers, and if you send me an e-mail I will respond. Also, if you like this story, please register your vote with the stars at the end. –CH01– And So It Begins Rose had been a very outgoing young girl, that is, until she hit puberty. Although many might call it a blessing, Rose had been very...

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