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Alex checked the address on the slip of crumbled paper. Taking a deep breath, Alex walked up the chipped stone steps and knocked on the door. About five minutes later, a woman peeped through the tiny slit in the blinds.
‘Can I help you?’ she asked in an quiet, unsure voice.
‘Um, I here about the room.’ Alex called back.
‘Oh, one sec.’ Alex heard the deadbolt opening, the door creaked open.
‘Hi, I’m Amanda, Mandy for short.’ she said, extending her hand.
‘Hi, I’m Alex.’
‘Well, come on in Alex, don’t wanna catch a cold out there.’ Mandy smiled, ushering Alex inside the house. Alex checked out Mandy as she walked in. Alex could tell that beneath the frumpy house dress that Mandy wore, that Mandy had a very voluptuous and flattering figure. Her smooth caramel skin seemed to glow against the warm light from the fireplace. Her thick midnight black hair was wrapped up in a tight bun, with little wisps of hair floating around her beautiful face. Yet, for all her beauty, Mandy appeared to be very shy and nervous.
‘I’ll show you the room and you can decide if you want it or not. Rent is due the fifteenth of every month. If you have guests over, please be mindful of the noise and respect the house. Oh before I forget, do you have any pets?’
‘Um, no pets.’ Alex mumbled.
‘Good. Well there’s a separate phone line in the room that you can re-activate if you want. Well, here we are.’ Mandy said, opening the door. Alex looked in at the sparsely furnished room. A nicely made up bed, a nightstand with a lamp and a small electric heater.
‘Oh the room gets a little drafty some nights so I put the heater in here.’ Mandy mumbled, looking nervously at the door.
‘Um, Mandy is there something wrong?’ Alex asked. Before she could answer, Alex heard the front door slam shut.
‘AMANDA?!’ a loud voice bellowed. Mandy jumped as if someone had thrown ice water on her.
‘Amanda git yer worthless ass down here!’
‘I’ll be right back.’ Mandy whispered, running down the stairs. Alex watched her fleeting form disappear down the staircase.
‘What the hell are yer doing upstairs? You knew I was comin home.’
‘I-I was showing the room to someone.’ Mandy whispered. Alex leaned next to the door, listening to him talk down to Mandy. At first, Alex couldn’t quite figure out why Mandy was so nervous, but now it all made sense. She was terrified of the man downstairs.
‘Well, git back upstairs and bring them down so I can get a gander of them. You know you’re too stupid to pick out a good boarder on your own.’
‘Yes, Karl.’ Mandy said. Alex heard her shuffling up the steps and quickly sat on the bed.
‘Um, Alex, can you come down to the living room please? Karl wants to meet you.’ Mandy said, her eyes glued to the floor. Alex felt sorry for the poor woman.
‘So yer interested in the room, eh?’ Karl asked, rubbing his beer belly.
‘The room is real nice and if you don’t have any other prospects, I’d like to rent it.’
‘Well, I’ll be needing the first month rent up front and then you can move in.’ Karl said, scratching his belly again, burping loudly. Alex looked behind him at Mandy standing there, her hands clasped and head lowered.
‘I got the money right now, so can I move in now?’ Alex asked, holding the money out. Karl greedily eyed the money. Licking his mustache covered lips, he leaned forward, taking the money. Wetting his thumb, he counted the money out, making sure it was the right amount.
‘Well, you got yourself a room. Mandy, get yer lazy ass in gear and fix some supper for me and our new boarder.’ Karl said, slapping Mandy on the ass. She yelped softly as she scurried off to the kitchen.
Alex laid in the middle of the bed, trying to drift off to sleep. Suddenly, Mandy’s shrieked pierced the night silence.
‘PLEASE KARL! OH GOD…KARRRLLL!’ Mandy cried. The sounds of leather slapping against skin punctuated her cries.
‘Shut the hell up, you stupid bitch! I done told you before, yer gonna do what I say when I say! I’ll beat yer ass within an inch of your life if I have to!’ he screamed at her, walloping her with the heavy belt. Alex crept from the room, sneaking down the hallway. Through the cracked door, Alex saw Mandy cringing in the corner, Karl standing over her, poised to strike. Alex knocked on the door, startling him.
‘Um, what you need Alex?’ Karl asked nervously. He stood in front of Mandy, blocking Alex’s view.
‘Heard the noise, wanted to make sure everything was okay.’
‘Oh everything is just peachy, ain’t that right Mandy?’ Karl looked menacingly down at her.
‘Yes, yes, everything is fine.’ Mandy quickly called out. Alex turned around and walked back to the room, knowing that he would stop now that he knew Alex heard them.
Alex woke up after a fitful sleep. Donning a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, Alex walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Mandy was on her knees, scrubbing the floor.
‘Good morning Mandy.’ Alex said, making her jump.
‘Oh, morning Alex.’ Mandy said, barely looking over at Alex, ‘Sorry that I woke you up last night. Karl said that I was making too much noise and I was too stupid to listen. I guess he’s right, I should have just did what he told me to do.’ Mandy said, between sobs. Alex walked over to her and knelt down beside her. Alex’s eyes widened in horror. Mandy’s beautiful skin was covered with bruises and welts from the belt.
‘Mandy where is your husband?’ Alex asked, barely concealing the anger and contempt.
‘Karl’s not my husband.’ Mandy said, breaking into fresh sobs.
‘Why on earth are you letting him do this to you?’
‘B-because I deserve it. My mother deserved it, my sisters deserved it, now it’s my turn.’
Baby, you don’t deserve any of this.’ Alex said, soothing the crying woman.
‘Where is Karl?’
‘Work. He won’t be home until late. It’s payday, he goes to the bar after work.’
‘Come upstairs with me, Mandy, let me take care of you.’ Alex said, helping her stand. Alex took Mandy to the room, carefully stripping off her clothes.
‘Oh Alex, please don’t take my clothes off.’ she cried, her trembling hands holding onto her clothes, ‘I haven’t be naked in front of another man before.’
‘Well, you’re not in front of one now.’ Alex quietly said, unbuttoning her dress. ‘Mandy, Alex is short for Alexandra.’
Mandy’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. Alex was woman! She tried to process the information. But Alex didn’t look like a woman. Her hair was shaved off, there was nothing feminine about her body build, even her breasts were almost nonexistent. While Mandy was lost in a sea of confusion, Alex had slid her dress to the floor. Alex drank in the vision before her. The way Mandy’s wide hips flared out, her jutting breasts capped with large, dark brown nipples, her smooth stomach and legs. Peeking out between her gorgeous thighs, was a triangle of soft black curls, begging for Alex to touch. Alex looked up at Mandy’s face, turned shyly away, her nervous hands vainly trying to covering her private parts. Alex led her over to the bed, laying her down. Mandy’s body shook with sobs as she laid there under Alex’s unwavering gaze. Alex reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a small jar of oil. Pouring a generous amount in her palms, Alex began to massage her battered skin.
‘Mandy, this is how you are suppose to be treated.’ Alex whispered as she rubbed the oil all over her body, paying special attention to the many bruises. ‘You’re suppose to be cherish, not beat on, or abused. See the way my hands are making your feel? That’s how you should be touched.’
Mandy sobbed softly as Alex’s fingers worked magic on her body. Her body was tingling in places that she long had forgotten existed. She couldn’t remember the last time, if ever, Karl had made her feel remotely like this. Yet, she was having trou
ble with the fact that this was another woman touching her this way. Alex could see the confusion on her face.
‘Shh..don’t try to analyze it, just go with the flow, baby. I’m gonna take good care of you. Turn over baby.’ Alex whispered, turning her over. Mandy began to cry hysterically. At first Alex couldn’t figure out why, but once she was turned over, she knew at once. Her back, as well as her ass and the back of her thighs were covered with welts, old ones and new ones. Alex’s eyes immediately welled with tears.
‘Please don’t look Alex…don’t look..’ she sobbed, frantically trying to cover herself.
‘Honey lay still, please.’ Alex softly said, moving the blanket away. Alex gently massaged the oil on her skin, soothing Mandy until she laid still.
‘Why do you let him do this to you, Mandy?’
‘B-because…because…I’m worthless!’ she cried. Alex felt her heart break hearing her words. Alex gathered her in her arms, holding her tight.
‘You are not worthless, baby. Let me show you your true worth.’ Alex whispered, laying her back down on the bed. Alex placed a gentle kiss on her lips, making Mandy gasp. Feeling her body relax, Alex kissed her again, deepening the kiss, sliding her tongue between her soft lips, exploring her mouth. Timidly, Alex felt Mandy’s arms wrap around her neck, her tongue shyly darting out to meet hers. Alex moaned deeply, losing herself in the kiss. Slowly, Alex brought her hands up, until her warm palms rested on Mandy’s tender breasts. Mandy moaned softly as Alex rubbed her nipples and breasts.
‘Tell me what you want Mandy.’ Alex whispered hotly against her earlobe.
‘I-I don’t know what to say…’ she moaned, writhing under her touch.
‘Just tell me what you want, you know what you want Mandy. Don’t be afraid to say it. I’m not Karl.’ That was Mandy’s undoing. Karl never cared about what she wanted. Two pumps and he was done, leaving her unsatisfied and empty.
‘A-Alex…please…oh…please…’ she trailed off, too afraid to say what she wanted.
‘Tell me baby…please what?’ Alex urged her on, pinching her nipples.
‘Ohhh Alex…please…please…kiss my nipples…suck on my breasts…please…’ she moaned, arching her back. Mandy felt Alex’s hot mouth attach to her nipples, her tongue swirling around the taut buds. Alex slid her tongue down her breasts, licking the sensitive undersides. Mandy felt the strong tremors of the orgasm building deep within her body.
‘oooOOHHHH ALEX!!!’ she screamed, her body tensing up as the orgasm hit her at full force. Alex kept up her oral assault on her sensitive breasts, triggering another orgasm. Mandy cried out until her voice was hoarse. She laid back on the bed, trembling from the tiny aftershocks shooting through her body like tiny lightening bolts.
‘Felt good, didn’t it baby?’ Alex asked, moving her body down, resting her chin on her stomach. ‘See how a person can make you feel without hurting you. And to think, I only kissed your breasts like you asked. All you have to do is ask, baby.’ Alex whispered between kisses on her stomach, her tongue lightly tracing her belly button. Mandy held her breath, arching her back as she felt the hot trail of kisses Alex was leaving on her skin. She felt a craving between her legs that she had never felt before.
‘A-Alex…can you…I mean…can you…’ she stuttered.
‘Can I what Mandy? Tell me baby and I’ll do it.’
‘Can you kiss me there?’ she whispered, pointing down to the moist triangle between her thighs. Alex growled softly as she slid down between her thighs. Teasingly she parted her swollen labia, letting her fingernail lightly scratch her throbbing clit. Alex felt her thighs tremble and tense up as her fingers continued to play with her sensitive pearl. Barely able to contain herself, Alex licked her slit from top to bottom, drawing her clit between her teeth, sucking hard. Mandy could hardly lay still, her hips bucking wildly against her mouth, feeling her juices pour out onto her awaiting tongue. Alex pushed her fingers deep inside of her, twisting around in the wet heat of her womanhood, searching for that sweet bundle of nerves. Mandy’s hips rose off the bed, suspended by the sheer force of the orgasm the was getting ready to erupt. Alex could tell she found the spot and began to strum the bundle as she hummed on her clit.
‘ALEX!! OH GOD ALEX!! ALEX…ALEX…ALEX…!’ Mandy began chanting Alex’s name as she drowned in a sea of unending pleasure. Alex drank her fill of Mandy’s sweet nectar, until she lay shuddering and panting on the bed. Alex quietly slipped off the bed and began to take her clothes off. Mandy’s eyes kept closing as she drifted in and out of sleep. Alex watched Mandy as she adjusted the buckles and leather straps around her waist. With her back turned, Alex attached a lifelike dildo, a little over seven inches long and about three inches wide. Still covering herself, she crept back over to the bed, laying down next to Mandy, pulling the covers over their bodies. Alex caressed the small of her back, bringing her out of her sleep.
‘Mandy? Wake up honey, I have something to ask you.’ Alex said, gently shaking her.
‘Mmmm, yes Alex?’
‘Mandy can I show you how a real man is suppose to make love to you?’ Even in her current mindframe, Mandy had some idea what she meant. She turned over on her side until the lay face to face. Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt Alex’s strap-on resting against her thigh. Timidly she let her fingers drift down and slowly began to stroke her ‘cock’. Alex watched Mandy as she let her fingers explore and saw the change in her eyes.
‘Show me Alex.’
That was all she needed to hear. She rolled Mandy on her back, positioning herself between her thighs. Taking the head of her dildo, she rubbed it against her ultra sensitive clit. Mandy began to whimper and moan softly as the fire ignited in her soul once more. She didn’t think it was even possible to have that many orgasms in one lifetime, let alone one day. Alex pushed the head inside of her, the muscles of her pussy clamped down on the head trying to suck more inside. Inch by inch, Alex slid her ‘cock’ into Mandy until she had all seven inches buried to the hilt. Her mouth found her breasts again as she began to make slow love to Mandy. Long, deep slow strokes, rotating her hips, making sure to rub that sweet spot of Mandy’s. Mandy dug her nails into her back, wrapping her legs around her waist.
‘Mandy can you feel me making love to you? Can you feel me showing you how you’re suppose to be treated? This is love baby, it doesn’t hurt, understand?’ Alex moaned in her ear. The back of the dildo rubbed against Alex’s swollen clit, causing her to increase her tempo.
‘Oh baby, I’m getting ready to cum…Cum for me again Mandy…’ Alex groaned, sliding her thumb between Mandy’s lips,rubbing her engorged clit. The sounds of breasts pressed against breasts mingled with their passion filled screams echoed throughout the room.
Alex let Mandy sleep the rest of the afternoon. Creeping downstairs, she started preparing an early dinner for her. Mandy woke up to the scent of steak wafting through the house. Realizing that she was still in Alex’s bed, she quickly grabbed her dress, throwning it on as she hastily made her way downstairs. Her mouth dropped open as she looked at the diningroom. Several candles were lit, a bouquet of fresh cut roses sat on a plate in front of Mandy’s chair.
‘I was about to wake you up.’ Mandy jumped at the sound of Alex’s husky voice.
‘Alex what’s all this?’
‘Dinner. This is how you’re suppose to be treated. You’re supposed to be made love to, then a romantic dinner, followed by a soothing bubble bath and a massage.’
Tears welled up in Mandy’s eyes as she listened to her.
‘Why Alex? I don’t deserve this.’ she cried.
Alex walked up to her, taking her in her arms.
‘Honey, you are worth it. Didn’t I tell you I was going to show you
your true worth?’ Alex kissed her soft lips as she pulled her chair out for her. Mandy couldn’t believe how Alex was treating her. Is this really how a woman is suppose to be treated? Was this how her dad was suppose to treat her mother and older sisters? All these questions ran through her mind as she ate the delicious steak dinner Alex made for her. True to her word, after dinner, Alex took Mandy upstairs to the waiting bubble bath with rose petals floating in the sudsy water. Mandy’s body never felt this good before in her entire life. Alex washed her back and her hair. And when she was finished her bath, she led her back to her room and proceeded to give her a massage that made the one she gave her earlier look like a quick rubdown. Mandy slipped on a soft pink satin robe that Alex had given her. Together, the curled up on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Nervously, Mandy kept looking at the door.
‘Don’t worry Mandy, I’ll handle Karl.’ Alex said, stroking her slightly damp hair.
About twenty minutes later, Karl staggered in the house.
‘Amanda!’ he called out before he saw them sitting on the sofa. ‘What the hell is this?’
‘Karl, I think it’s time you left. Mandy doesn’t want you here any more.’ Alex said, standing up. Mandy shifted anxiously on the sofa, watching things unfold.
‘Who the fuck do you think you are?’ Karl yelled, moving closer to Alex. Alex only smiled as Karl puffed out his chest, trying to intimidate her.
‘Karl I think you better go before they need dental records to identify you.’ Even in his drunken stupor, he knew a threat when he heard one.
‘M-Mandy I always been good to you, haven’t I? Why are you doing this?’ he whined.
‘B-because,’ she stammered, feeling courage for the first time, ‘Because I don’t want you here any more, beating on me and treating me like dirt.’
‘What? You fucking cunt, I treated you like you deserved to be treated, you worthless bitch!’ he spat at her, his piggy eyes narrowing.
‘I’m not worthless! I don’t deserve this!’ she shouted at him. He shrank back at the sound of her voice.
‘I-I love you Mandy, that’s the only way I knows how to show it. C’mon Amanda, gimme a second chance.’ he whined.
‘Get out! Get out! Get your worthless ass out of my house and my life!’ Mandy yelled, feeling the weight he put on her finally being lifted.
‘Amanda you can’t mean that, please honey.’ he begged.
‘You heard the lady. I suggest you hurry, because her two best friends 9 and millimeter won’t wait much longer.’ Alex said, patting her hip.
‘Fuck this! I don’t need this shit!’ he cowardly yelled as he ran out of the house.
‘Oh my God, Alex, I finally did it.’ Mandy said, hugging her tight.
‘I’m so proud of you baby. You finally know your true worth.’
‘Yes. I know I’m worth it….’
~Fin~
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Straight SexI was staring out of the window of the bus that was taking me home for the first time since I had left for college . You see the relationship that I had had with my mom was not typical.And I was worried about the effect time would have on our bond.When I arrived home my mother had thrown a small welcome home party for me, she was serving drinks when I firstsaw her, she was wearing a very low cut loose blouse that could barely contain her massive 36 dd.She caught site of me staring at her tits...
I knew Blaise’s birthday was coming up in a couple weeks. I wanted to do something special for him, especially after the expensive lens he got me for Christmas. But, I couldn't afford much. It had to be special, specifically tailored to him, and yet, uniquely me all at once.When the idea came to me, it hit me like a thump on the head. Nude pictures. Glamour shots. Whatever you want to call it. As a professional photographer, it seemed only natural that I take some provocative shots of myself...
Gay MalePan down from the afternoon sky over London. Pull in to close up on an ordinary looking man. You wouldn't look twice if you saw him in the street. Drab coloured hair and nondescript eyes. Say hello to Mr Grey. Slowly and silently the door opened and he eased himself inside the room. He was dressed in a dark, nondescript suit and carried a battered attaché case. Without turning on the light he closed the door behind him and walked to the middle of the room to have a look around. The room was...
The first time I saw Dorothy I was fourteen years old. I was working at the Wrigley's Super Market on the corner of Dumbarton and Grand River as a bag boy and I had just gotten off work. I lived with my parents in an apartment house on Dumbarton and as I came out of the store, turned the corner and started up the street I saw a woman walking up the street in front of me. A woman with great legs, wearing high heels and with a walk guaranteed to give any man a hard on. Even at that early age I...
Jill waited impatiently in the reception of Precision Controls in London. She looked at her watch again. It was now 10.45 am, and her appointment had been for 10.00 a.m. It was a bright frosty November morning; on first arriving for her appointment, Jill had been glad of the opportunity to get warm again before her appointment with Jim Cartwright. She was now becoming extremely irritated, to keep her waiting this long without an adequate explanation was gross discourtesy. Especially, when she...
December – Year 1 When I finished breakfast, Lynn led me to the mudroom in the back of the house and I got my first view of the back yard. It was huge. The back of the house was sheltered from the neighbors by a fence and a tall hedgerow. The grass was thick like a great carpet and the landscaping was beautiful. It must have been a good 50 meters wide and another 50 meters deep. Lynn began to strip out of her clothes and hang them on a peg on the wall right next to a familiar pair of too...
I knocked softly on Megan's door, "Megan, it's me. I caught an assassin, and I need your help." I tried to keep my voice down. She unbarred the door and opened it enough to peek through. "Would you help me?" I asked quietly. "I trapped an assassin and I don't know what to do with her, she's in my room." I repeated softly. She closed the door only to return a minute later wearing a long robe over a thin nightdress. Her hair was down, and her pale face was beautiful in the...
It was finally five o'clock, and I couldn't wait any minute longer just to set off home. Taking a cigarette and lighting it up as the darkness has already filled the universe around me, I walked with the happy thought of me taking a good share of rest after a long tiring day at work. I reached the subway and sat there by myself watching what was going on. There wasn't so many people at that time and at the next stop, literally all of them got off. As the door began to close, a man made it...
GayBy the end of the following week, I was falling-down exhausted, both physically and mentally. Riding herd over sixty kids between the ages of seven and twelve wasn't the fun and games I had thought it would be when I accepted Duane's invitation to join his staff. But, on the other hand, I got to watch Duane, Nicholas, James, Katrina, and Tasha in action, and even provide a little help as they lectured, cajoled, whistled, directed, pointed, stopped, persuaded, maneuvered, and otherwise...
My name is Jim. I just turned 35 a couple of months ago.I married my wife Sherry nine years ago. We have twoc***dren, a son eight years old and a little girl threeyears old. We have a good life but there have been somerough spots. My story is about the end of one of thoserough times About two years ago Sherry and I had a bigfight. She was spending much of her time with the k**sand seemed less interested in spending time with me. Shegot involved in the PTA when our boy...
My name is Jim. I just turned 35 a couple of months ago. I married my wife Sherry nine years ago. We have two children, a son eight years old and a little girl three years old. We have a good life but there have been some rough spots. My story is about the end of one of those rough times. About two years ago Sherry and I had a big fight. She was spending much of her time with the kids and seemed less interested in spending time with me. She got involved in the PTA when our boy started first...
I stepped through the doorway, suffering a momentary wave of dizziness then it was gone. Nallen followed then Aneeka; The doorway closed and disappeared behind her as though it had never been. I looked around, amazed to be back in my bedroom, back in the apartment I had thought lost forever. Well, not quite, looking through the window showed me another section of sky rather than the drab building I was used to. A more careful look showed the room itself was different. My vanity was perfect,...
I came to a halt - or tried to - when we entered the dining room, Aneeka pushed the frame regardless of my attempt to stop. It was no longer empty. Worse, there was a man. Although it helped somewhat ... a little anyway ... that he too was naked in a prisoner rack, wearing a collar and nothing else. Calling him a ‘man’ might have been generous, he couldn’t have been eighteen yet. He wasn’t even seated, he had been left against the wall. There were also five women, two in racks, three not. All...
"Woman Of The Night" "Woman Of The Night" Are you an independent woman between thirty-five and sixty years of age? Are you in good health, bright, up for interesting challenges, sexy when motivated, and do you have a good earthy sense of humor? Would you enjoy being erotically tortured until you have at least five major climaxes in five hours with each more powerful than the last? Clearly you might have some marks on your body but they should fade in a few days. This fantasy,...
Woman Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When it happened, all I could do was lay there as they did it. I couldn't move a muscle, the drugs making me lay perfectly still. I was barely awake, I could hear them talking, I saw the flash of medical instruments once in a while, but other than that, nothing. Everything I used to define myself was being removed, replaced with what the doctor told me would also be fully functional, but I would be a woman, not a man. It was not the...
Sandra couldn’t believe what was happening to her. The 24 year old blonde was in the grasp of this woman. God, she looked almost 60 years old. The woman was tugging at the buttons on her blouse. It was almost all the way opened. Her hand was sliding inside, pushing her bra out of the way, groping her breasts. She wanted to stop it, but she knew she could not. It was her own fault she was in this situation and she knew it. She had been driving home from work and talking on her phone as usual....
Sandra couldn't believe what was happening to her. The 24 year old blonde was in the grasp of this woman. God, she looked almost 60 years old. The woman was tugging at the buttons on her blouse. It was almost all the way opened. Her hand was sliding inside, pushing her bra out of the way, groping her breasts. She wanted to stop it, but she knew she could not. It was her own fault she was in this situation and she knew it. She had been driving home from work and talking on her phone as usual....
This story was written in Italian and translated and edited by Empress Lainie at the request of the Author, Laura953. Copyright 2012, Laura953; exclusive for XNXX WOMAN GIVES AND MY FIRST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE It is not easy to live in a small town and have sexual behavior that hypocritical people define as abnormal. I love cross dressing and have for many years and I am also bisexual. I live in a small village in Sardinia, a place near the sea with beautiful beaches and cliffs, now...
It has come to my attention, for some time now, that my bastard of a husband is cheating on me. I’d be lying if I said I was surprised, bu—fuck. Judy winced then reluctantly stopped writing, and let her squinting eyes look through her window for a second. It was a sunny day, during which she’d usually be out with Mr. Jerk, taking a walk in the garden. Not today though. Not for a long time. She’d been delaying this moment for two months. Somehow, writing this moment in her journal made it...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 1, Beginning At The End) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
Woman scorned ©2010 Jennifer Morrell Please feel free to post my story anywhere, but please do that with mentioning me as the author. This is my first story in a different language of my own. Please forgive me if some grammar or wordings are not entirely correct. Enjoy! Woman Scorned Where do I begin to tell you about my life and about when my life took a strange turn? I'll tell you. I was a guy of about 35 years old. Just an average Caucasian male of 6 feet tall,...
My divorce was finalized about 6 months later. After that I started dating a few women here and there. I was being rather picky in my pursuit of the ideal mate for me to spend the rest of my life with. I vowed that I would not settle for a woman that was not a perfect fit, just because I was lonely and desperate. I resorted to Internet dating sites, with which I did not have overwhelming success. There is nothing spectacular about me; I am average in most ways. I do work out a few times a week...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 7, Night on the Town) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
Woman In The Mirror: By Nicole Braun Even if it does have some sex scenes in it, this is not a sex story. It is a story about life's regrets and about the transition from a young boy to a grown woman. This is a story about the price each of us has to pay, to be true to our inner selves, and become what we must be. Even though there are diminutive amounts of under-aged sexual behavior in chapters 2 and 3 of the story, you would have to be sick in the head, to find anything...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 29, The End?) ********************************************************************* This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive,...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 6, The Pajama Party) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
Womanly By Lesley Renee Charles Chapter 1 Kyle Goodman strolled into his high school, in a relatively good mood. He was joking with his friends and clowning around when a strange black haired girl bumped into him. This set off one of his infamous tirades against women. Kyle was very misogynistic as a result of his mother leaving him with his extremely misogynistic father. "Watch where you are going, bitch." "Excuse me, show a little respect for others, Kyle. You need to...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 9, Return to the Real World) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2002. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 5, The Cocktail Party) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....