Finger Fuch In A Local Bus
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Set in England
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CHAPTER 1
The opening episode of the new BBC light drama called ‘Department Store London’ (DSL) ran for two hours and the advance publicity had been intense because some git in British Broadcasting reputedly with a first-class nose for picking ‘winners’ had read the script, knew the director intimately (more intimately than the director’s husband suspected) and had sent his prognosis to everyone who mattered declaring, ‘DSL will be the runaway drama of this decade.’
The Tuesday night it premiered was raining and Tuesday was the night rival channels including satellite TV ran crap. So virtually all of England, Scotland, Wales and parts of Ireland snuggled up to their loved one if they had one, a pillow if they didn’t, and watched to see if the promo drivel had any semblance of truth.
Interestingly, DSL rocked the nation. Well most people like to shop and have no idea what goes on behind doors in stores out of sight of the public.
ACTION, CAMERA… time to chew crisps. Here’s what viewers saw:
Fifi Fuchs fearfully entered Bradford & Johnston Department store. Normally she was cheerful and confident but arriving on her first day for cadet training thirty-five minutes late had left her on edge.
A junior from Reception took her to the training room. Ex Army sergeant Charles B. Thom swung around scowling at having his class diverted from his authoritative induction.
‘Yes?’
‘This is Miss Fuchs, your eighth inductee.’
‘She’s late, she’s out. Please leave, both of you.’
Fifi was not leaving that easily. ‘Please sir? ‘
‘Yes?’
‘I have a valid excuse.’
‘There’s no such thing as a valid excuse.’
Fifi stood resolute. ‘I disagree.’
The other inductees looked horrified at the thought of seeing this upstart squashed under Mr Thom’s size 12 boot.
‘Very well Miss Fucks.’
‘Miss Fuchs sir.’
‘Just get on to it.’
Fifi explained how she was half a mile from a store when there was a collision between a car and a delivery van at the intersection she was waiting to cross. The impact deflected the van into the rear of a heavy truck. The van caught fire and the unconscious van driver was in peril.
‘In peril?’
‘Flames were in the cabin sir.’
‘Go on.’
‘Well I ran over, opened the door and dragged the driver out, burning my arms and singing my eyebrows. I fell back on to the street and there was an explosion just as the fire department arrived and they doused the flames and treated my arms and the face of the driver.’
Everyone went ‘Ooooh’ at the sight of the scorch marks on Fifi’s arms when she pulled up her sleeves.
‘It will be on TV tonight sir.’
‘I still say that’s not a valid excuse for lateness and there’s no place in one of my classes or in this store for anyone called Fifi Fucks.’
‘Fifi Fuchs sir.’
‘Whatever — away you go.’
‘It was a Bradford & Johnson delivery van sir.’
‘What?’
‘It was a Bradford & Johnson delivery van sir.’
Mr Thom strode over to Fifi. ‘My dear girl, what a terrible ordeal you have been through. Miss Jones, please take Fifi to sickbay and explain to Nurse Barry the circumstances and say this heroine is a Bradford & Johnson inductee.’
‘Yes sir. Come this way Miss Fuck.’
Mr Thom pulled out his phone.
Nurse Barry was finishing bandaging Fifi’s arms when the door open and in strode a man dressed magnificently in an expensive pinstriped suit with fob watch on a gold chain emphasizing his huge belly.
‘Miss Fucks?’
‘Miss Fuchs,’ Fifi and Nurse Barry said in unison.
‘Er what’s your first name sweetheart?’
The curvy blonde with a soft heart smiled sweetly and said, ‘Fifi sir.’
‘You mean Josephine?’
‘No, my father said short names were coming into fashion so chose the Fifi alternative.’
‘I’m Mr Anthony Bradford, son of the co-founder of this illustrious store. You have done us proud Fifi, providing us marvellous publicity for our upcoming Early Summer Festival. The van and your filmed rescue will feature in on TV tonight and in the morning newspapers will report the van was carrying new season’s swimwear for our festival. Our head of corporate promotions and publicity Sampson here has been advised that fact will be included in the report on TV news. Now, we can’t have you being called an inductee — that is just too lowbrow and common. So right now I am promoting you to assistant manager of corporate promotions and publicity. Sampson will take care of your induction and training.’
‘But sir, I know nothing about publicity and promotion.’
‘My dear, that’s mere detail. We at Bradford & Johnston provide support for personnel second to none. I also point out we’ve never had a person engaged in the P&P department who ever thought of promoting one of our festivals with a selfless act of heroism. Thank you my dear and henceforth you shall be the only person on our payroll known exclusively by her first name for reasons of delicacy. Sampson send an email to that effect when announcing Fifi’s promotion. And now Sampson, take Fifi to the dining hall for her press conference.’
‘Press conference Bradford?’
‘Er my dear I’m known as Mr Anthony and my son is known as Mr Jason and Miss Johnson is known as Miss Elizabeth.
‘How quaint.’
Everyone looked aghast.
‘Fifi, the word for it is ‘tradition’.’
‘That sounds so much better sir. Lead on Sampson.’
‘Miss Sampson to you Fifi and don’t you forget it.’
‘Fifi, if anyone in our great store gives you a hard time I want to hear about it from you personally, do you understand?’
‘Yes Mr Anthony. Do I get a key to the executive toilets and freedom to use the executive lunchroom? I know about that by watching movies.’
‘Yes of course dear. Action that Sampson.’
‘Yes Mr Anthony.’
As Sampson and Fifi entered the elevator Sampson said, ‘Now let’s get this straight you little bitch…’
‘Excuse me for butting in Sampson but am I correct in figuring you talking to me like that comes under the definition of giving me a hard time?’
Sampson paused, and swallowed with difficulty. ‘Oh yes darling, how silly of me. Under stress as you can see. I apologize Fifi darling. From now on I treat you like my princess.’
‘Thank you my queen.’
‘Oooh.’
The crowd of seventy journalists and TV and radio crews clapped as Sampson led Fifi into the room.
‘Good morning everyone. I’m Miss Elizabeth Sampson, head of this illustrious store’s promotions and publicity department and our heroine Fifi here is my assistant manager. Fifi would you please start by giving your potted history and then answer questions from these high profile journalists.’
‘Hello everyone. Thank you for wanting to hear from me. I’m twenty-five, youngest daughter of industrialist Lord Bacon-Flynn and Lady Anne Fuchs. My parents wanted me to study law and when I said no I wanted to study fashion they suggested after a terrible scene that I must abandon my residency at Cudhorn Estate. I now live with my former nanny, Nanny Smith, who paid for me to attend design school. I design all my friend’s clothes, er my female friends that is, and some of them have won fashion awards. I am entitled to be called lady but have dropped the title since being kicked out of home. I don’t have a boyfriend — apparently I’m too competitive — I’m big into horse riding, play a mean game of pool and was poor at schoolwork but was a champion swimmer at school. I chose to come to Bradford & Johnson Department Store because it clearly is at the cutting edge of women’s fashion. That’s it.’
‘Fifi what is your surname and how can we verify what you have just said?’
‘Fuchs.’
‘Is that a snobbish way of saying fuck?’
‘No, it’s spelt F-U-C-H-S and pronounced FO
OKS. Confirm what I have just said with my mother. She is listed in the phone book.’
‘How long have you been working at this store?’
Fifi heard the sharp intake of Sampson’s breath, so said, ‘Well after this morning’s dramatic incident it seems forever. I had my arms singed rather than deeply burned — see.’ She held up her bandaged arms and people gasped. ‘I had been thinking of getting my eyebrows plucked but now don’t have to worry — they’ve gone?
‘Oh you poor darling,’ cried a woman journalist and other females joined her.
A guy asked, ‘If you think you’re a big into fashion, why are you in promotion and publicity?’
Sampson sucked in breath again.
That cautioned Fifi to proceed carefully. ‘You’re a guy so you wouldn’t be aware that fashion lives and dies in a large part on the quality of its promotion and the publicity it receives. Guys are ignorant but at least they like the little black dress because it makes their girlfriend look cute and it’s so easy to rip it off her that guys have make the LBD a fashion icon. I love you guys for doing that and all women with great legs and a great arse would agree with me.’
‘Fifi why didn’t you wait for a guy to jump in to rescue the van driver?’
‘By the time a guy got around to think what he should do the driver would have been caught in the explosion.’
‘Were you afraid?’
‘I must have been. I wet my pants.’
‘Did you think of your own safety?’
‘I was faced with attempting to save a van driver. No time to waste on frivolous thinking.’
‘Are you a heroine?’
‘Hell no, anyone could have do what I did… they just didn’t think about the need to move fast.’
‘Fifi, from his hospital bed the van driver is calling you a heroine.’
‘He could be expected to say that. There’s probably not much he can remember about his day and you guys would have been asking him were I a heroine. We here at Bradford & Johnson regard something like that as depth of service. I bet that guy will now shop at Bradford & Johnson. Look, that’s enough of this crap. Take your pictures and let’s have something to eat and drink and then fuck off. We have a fashion fair to prepare. We do very much appreciate your attendance here this morning. Thank you.’
Fifi looked across at the wings where Mr Anthony was surrounded by his executives. One guy stood out and she looked at him again — tall, blonde with a magnificent chest. She murmured, ‘Could he be Mr Jason?’
The chairman’s entourage had obviously been aghast at her telling the media to fuck off soon but then they were looking in awe at the media laughing themselves legless. Fifi murmured, ‘Don’t the silly twits know how to handle the media?’
Sampson hugged Fifi. ‘Except for the F-word and saying crap you were marvellous dear. The media was obviously impressed by you and you even managed to work in mention of the Early Summer Fair and the name of our illustrious store, more than once I seem to remember. Twice I was about to die when you were under questioning but you played above your weight and excelled. A truly remarkable performance my dear.’
With the media largely ignoring the food to demolish the beer, wine, gin and whisky that tall blond guy brushed against Fifi.
‘Oh hello. I noticed you amongst the big wigs. Since you are by far the youngest guy I assume you are Mr Jason?’
‘Yes Miss Fifi.’
‘Oooh.’
‘Was that the truth your father is Lord Bacon-Flynn?’
‘Yes. Are you attempting to rub shoulders with the nobility?’
‘You’re too cute to be noble.’
‘Oh thank you squire. Are you attempting to bed me?’
‘Fifi please.’
‘Okay — in that case I’ve lost interest in you so shove off.’
‘Fifi, please.’
‘No you shove off.’
A burly cameraman moved up to them. ‘Is this stuff-shirt annoying you Fifi?’
‘No, but thanks for checking.’
The cameraman said, ‘My wife has one of your dresses, given her by Lady Elsmere who found it about too racy for her — she mainly lives in trousers.’
‘Ah yes, Susie Elsmere. She paid eleven hundred pounds at it at a charity auction. She shouldn’t drink so much.’
Fifi called, ‘Goodbye Mr Jason’ to the departing son of the chairman but he appeared to have a hearing problem.
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Sampson had eight people working for her including the demoted assistant manager who had to make way for Fifi but by mid afternoon she had left, collecting her pay, crying.
‘Fuck, I relied on Janice…’
‘It’s Fuchs.’
‘No Fifi, I was using the F-word. Janice was my graphics designer and we needed her to prepared the posters and…’
‘I’m competent in computer graphics design. Here let me show you my website.’
Sampson looked at the clothing fashions, many of them styled separately on creative computer-generated backgrounds and the graphics artistically arranged.
‘It’s all my own work Elizabeth.’
‘Oh fuck goodness we have Fuchs.’
That evening on the way home Fifi called in on her occasional provider Timmy Worth. He obliged and they were underway when his mother walked into the dimly lit family room. Timmy was giving it to Fifi standing up and Fifi who’d been holding her skirt hem in her teeth, leaving her hands free to pull Timmy in hard against her by his butt let her skirt drop and that quickly covered most of the exposed bare flesh.
‘Good gracious, what are you two doing,’ called Mrs Worth, her voice rising in panic infused with shame.
‘Er….’ Timmy said but halted helplessly.
‘Looking at the tropical fish,’ Fifi said, looking at the backlit display in the fish tank beside them.
Timmy went to pocket Fifi’s panties but too late.
‘Are those Fifi’s panties in your hand young man?’
‘Er….’
‘It’s experimental Mrs Worth. I read today that Lycra is great for cleaning the exterior glass of a fish tank.’
‘Oh. Well hurry up and then I want you out here to be of some use to me Timmy.’
‘Oh I want him to hurry up too Mrs Worth. We need to ejaculate.’
‘I beg your pardon?’
‘I said we must do an immaculate job… meaning with the glass. You know, with Lycra.’
‘Oh yes, of course. Timmy you should have borrowed a pair of my panties from my underwear drawer.’
‘But you have forbidden me from going near that drawer again mother. Last time…’
‘That’s enough Timmy. Quickly finish what you’re doing but do it properly.’
‘Yes mother.’
A few minutes later Fifi, with a satisfied expression, left the Worth’s home.
Fifi sat with Nanny Smith and watched the TV news. Nanny Smith was drinking sherry and of course had the perfect answer the time Fifi had challenged and said, ‘Yuk, no one drinks sherry these days.’
‘I do.’
That taught Fifi it’s impossible to change people’s drinking habits when they are obstinate and defend themselves pragmatically.
‘Oh, there you are on telly,’ said Nanny Smith.
‘Yeah, had to help a guy out of the crap on my way to work this morning.’
‘Dear, crap is vulgar. Please say shit.’
‘Yes Nanny.’
The next camera shot was at the press conference with Fifi identifying herself and then holding up her bandaged arms and the women journalists oohing sympathetically followed by a shot of a journalist asking, ‘Where you frightened?’ and Fifi replying she’d wet her pants.
‘The van driver is calling you a heroine.’
‘He could be expected to say that. You guys would have been asking him were I a heroine. We here at Bradford & Johnson regard something like that as depth of service. I bet that guy will now shop at Bradford & Johnson. Look, that’s enough of this crap. Take your pictures and let’s have something to eat and drink and then [bleep] off. We have a fashion fair to prepare. Thank you for coming.’
Nanny Smith sighed. ‘Undoubtedly you were a brave girl but you s
poilt it by your common manner of speaking. I always said you never would be a lady like your mother. She’s not even aware of the existence of that F-word. But your employer will be pleased with you giving the upcoming fashion fair a plug on TV news. That will be a first for them.’
Early next morning her father called. ‘I have just read about you in the Telegraph. Good show.’
‘Thank you daddy. How’s mummy?’
‘Still up herself. She wouldn’t read any more of the story of your heroism after reading the quotation of you saying you wet your pants. Apparently it is shameful because all of England and Scotland and Wales know you pee.’
‘Oh daddy, how terrible for you to also be expected to bear that burden. I’ll survive.’
‘Have you found a decent man yet or are you still fucking anything on two legs?’
‘I’m using discretion daddy.’
‘Good girl. Your attitude has cheered me up because today I’m sending eighty head of cattle off for slaughter.’
‘Just think of them being relieved of their monotonous diet and staid lifestyle daddy.’
‘Oh I say, that’s the ticket. Thank you darling. I’ll tell your mother you asked how was her garden, that you hope her other children were keeping in touch and that you love her.’
‘As you wish daddy.’
When Fifi stepped through Nanny Smith’s gate on to the footpath a blonde guy in an Aston Martin sports car called to her, ‘Get in.’
‘Oh good morning Mr Jason. No thank you, I don’t ride with bossy strangers.’
He leapt out of the car, or more correctly painfully extricated his long frame.
‘Good morning sweet Fifi. I’m just off for coffee before heading on to the store and would be delighted if you’d accept my offer to join me.’
‘Why Mr Jason, how kind. Yes I will.’
Jason wound back into his car and then used the F-word explosively, having to unwind and go around the car to hold the passenger door open for Fifi. ‘Or would you prefer to drive?’ he asked facetiously.
‘Oooh yes, thank you,’ Fifi said, rushing around, opening the driver’s door and jumped in unassisted while Mr Jason was still standing at the passenger door gaping.
‘This is the coupe with the 48 valve V12 engine isn’t it?’
‘Yes,’ said Mr Jason, belting in nervously. ‘It is recommended you undertake an advanced driving course before even sitting in the driver’s seat of this vehicle. With a 470 horsepower engine bolted to such a lightweight body it goes like the clappers, taking only 4.6 seconds to go from zero to 60 mph.’
‘Frankly I don’t believe it,’ Fifi said, moving the vehicle to the middle of the street and stopping. ‘Well, there’s one way to find out.’
‘No!’ screamed Mr Jason.
The car leapt forward under violent acceleration and Fifi yelled ‘Oh yeah’ as they flashed up to 70mph in the suburban street before she de-accelerated. They were still doing 40 as she hurled the car to the right at a T-section, flicking past a cyclist and squeezed between two passing lorries. She then slowed to the speed limit.
‘She’s nicely tuned,’ Fifi said to the white-faced owner. ‘One of my brothers has this model. They are fucking useless going over anything but flat paddocks and are hopeless if the grass is damp.’
‘You take a car this expensive over paddocks?’
‘Well only to race.’
‘Oh god.’
‘Obviously you don’t have a tolerant and generous father Mr Jason?’
At the tearooms they conversed cheerfully, colour returning to Mr Jason’s face. And then he said, ‘Father and I were talking about you last night.
‘Oh for giving the store such a good plug on TV and in newspapers?’
‘Well that too. It’s just that we’ve never had the privilege of employing anyone like you before… you just don’t appear to fit any know category of employee.’
‘I’m sorry.’
‘Please don’t apologize. We are not absolutely certain you are a total misfit.’
‘Oh charming.’
She was ignored. ‘Father wonders if you should be placed in charge of induction.’
‘Oh no, that would be a mistake. I’m too appealing as a person. Mr Thom is perfect there, scaring the shit out of inductees. He represents the worst that inductees will ever meet face to face with customers. If they can’t stomach Mr Thom they never will cope with the vilest customer.’
‘God, that’s brilliant. We’ve never thought of that.’
‘But isn’t that why you employ him there?’
‘No, he’d just retired from dad’s old regiment and came looking for a job. Inducting new recruits was the only manager’s position open at the time.’
‘Christ, no wonder England lost its Empire. No, leave me where I am for the moment. I’m young and need to acquire business experience. If you think about it promotion and publicity will give me business experience, a taste of business politics and experience in interacting with more senior people and demanding people.’
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FantasyClaire Roselli paused at the sound of the doorbell, glancing up from the last of the dinner dishes in the sink to the wall clock above. The clock read a quarter to seven, pointing out to the forty year old that she was running about thirty minutes late. At least according to the evening’s original plans. Laying that last dish on the drying rack, Claire dried her hands on a nearby towel and then walked the short ten feet to the apartment door. It only took a further few moments to undo the...
Beth and I left the office quickly. We were both anxious to get away from the smirking faces, whispers and giggles that were going around our department. We walked side by side through the halls and waited for an elevator in silence. We gave each other nervous glances and small smiles of anticipation until we heard the ding of the elevator announcing its arrival on our floor. We walked in and quickly pressed the button to go down to the garage level where we could get into our cars. As the...
Jeanette was a pain in the arse, well more than that really. She was a foul-mouthed example of why many people hate youngsters. If anything was broken or went missing in our village you can bet Jeanette and her siblings were behind it. However, in spite of her attitude she was an attractive young woman. She had long unruly red hair, and was developing an eye-catching figure. I think someone must have been putting miracle grow on her boobs, as they started growing when she was about 12, and...
While I had seen Lillian change more than a few times now, the change happening to Violet seemed far more violent and painful. The transformation Lillian underwent happened in a matter of moments, one minute she was a human, the next she was a wolf. I had to wonder if this was what occurred during a Voguel’s first transformation as their body shifts and morphs under the manipulation of the curse. It sounded like her bones were breaking with every shift of her body, as her body repurposed...
Commando #2 By Randolph O. Mann Brandish She knew exactly what she was doing and very inappropriately so did all her classmates AND the parents sitting in the bleachers. Once the referee blew the whistle signaling this extremely one-sided water polo contest had mercifully been stopped both teams locked-stoke for the traditional demonstration of good sportsmanship as the squads linearly assembled at mid-pool to offer soggy obligatory high-fives before swimming to their respective sides...
Eiko: Hey dad? Dad: Yeah? Eiko: Um how long is this transformation supposed to last? Dad confused: Uh since this is your first time it’s completely random to tell you the truth. Eiko: What!?! Why didn’t you tell me? Dad: The timing was pretty unimportant and we were both in trouble so, at the time the thoughts of using it were pretty null. Eiko: I have another question to ask you. Why did that kid call you Sai? Dad: Well I’ll tell you once we are home. That’s something that will take a...
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Kensington Galleries was located on W. Sahara Avenue near the Las Vegas Art Museum. Phil boasted of showing fifty contemporary artists, offering originals, mixed-medium, limited edition signed/numbered prints, as well as sculptures in bronze, marble and alabaster. The gallery normally closed at 6:00 PM, but tonight the lights inside the gallery shined brightly and gave evidence to what looked like a celebration inside. When Darrin and Barbara drove up and stopped in front of the gallery, a...
I was finishing reading Bobby his bedtime story so I didn’t see the dark green sedan as it pulled to the curb and stopped. I was just starting to descend the stairs when the doorbell rang. I saw the major in Class A’s when I opened the door. As I noticed the Chaplain insignia on the other officer, I knew why they were there. I had met Kathy when I was a senior at the University of Texas. Some buddies and I had gone to San Antonio for the weekend. Kathy was taking her Army Nurse training at...
This story is a rendition of a dream I had some time ago. For some reason I keep returning my thoughts to it. The tale is frightening, and the dream was more than horrific. I do not make any claims toward the character of Mephisto, who he is, his origin, or even what the actual word means. I cannot explain why the word Mephisto comes to mind when I think of the character, but it was very clear to me that Mephisto was the word that was supposed to be used to identify the character. I would...
Jasper Coleman, who was still adjusting to consciousness, stood with an absent stare just a few feet from the front door of his apartment. His surroundings were dark, only the light of the outside city illuminated the dull setting; and even then, a minuscule amount reached where he stood. The clock that hung behind him ticked at an unsettling pace, violating the silence of the early morning. Each tick pinged against his brain, which was currently fragile with ache. If someone were to observe...
Madi is a food delivery person and takes her job very seriously. Her goal is to keep every customer happy and maintain the elusive five star rating badge of success. Well today unfortunately Rico ordered alcohol on his app and Madi is not old enough to buy it. Damn is that drink loving Rico mad and is about to make a complaint when Madi offers up something else that might get her a five star – her hot little fire crotch burning bright with a sweet ginger bush. Rico’s cock is heating...
xmoviesforyouI always remember the first no matter how many times I get to watch. Every time I see her fucking I remember seeing that first cock push her lips apart, hearing her initial cries as it slipped inside her horny cunt. Seeing how wet she was, seeing her juices coating his entire shaft. Remembering how she had sucked him first, looking at me as she took his cock in her mouth, stroking the wet shaft while she sucked his balls. How she lay down for him, pulled him on top of her. Seeing her legs...
Dana's turn: Yes, it's me again. Glorious, crazy, delirious me. The 'me' that just drove my Ed crazy. I don't mean to. Okay, there's this set of thoughts, you know, of that whole male-female relationship thing. Trouble is, I find myself in love, enraptured with Ed and across that whole 'Dana's in love' thing is this terrible black line that is a state law about adults in relationships with minors. I've just made the guy that I love into a felon. I know he will be careful. He's...
And to my utmost surprise Kundali unties my aching wrists and whispers into my ear: »Come!« She takes me by the hand and on the tips of our toes we are heading for the door. I think this as an extremely unwise move and I hope that Kundali knows the bitter consequences of her betrayal, but Sheik Habib seems to be sound asleep behind us. Even the armed guard outside snores like a plank-saw in the corner and also otherwise nobody takes any interest in the bold escape of us two naked women. The...
Are women still sexy at age fifty? I know years ago everyone thought when one a woman hit fifty that she lost that sex appeal that men adore. It seemed like older men looked past them and wanted someone significantly younger, but that has all changed over the years. At times it is hard to tell the difference between a women who is thirty five compare to a fifty five year old. I have to admit that women over the age of fifty are extremely hot right now. Since my wife Jill had reached that...
MILFTanned and tantalizing, Allie Nicole waits on the bed ready for a hard cock. She breathes heavily and feels the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as a wave of horniness rushes over her. Allie reaches down and touches herself and lets the orgasmic pleasure wash through her. Finally, our stud gives her what she is begging for, feeding her his veiny boner. She divebombs on his dick, taking it all the way down to the root as she gags and chokes. She flashes her beautiful hazel eyes and then...
xmoviesforyou12:09 pm, January 15 DemonizorHello to all who read this. This is just a little "Fantasy Sex" scenario story I wrote for this new neighbor lady of mine that I'm trying to convince to go out with me? She said I didn't seem like the "Romantic" type & until I'm able to prove other wise to her? That's where she firmly stands! So I wrote this but I haven't given it to her yet. I guess I'm afraid of rejection I don't know? But if it's not too much trouble to ask? When your finished reading this,...
Starting the New Job My official start date wasn’t for another month. We were sent home so that Sherri could wrap up her job and I could pack. I was locked in a steel chastity cage, so sex was out of the question for me, but we were also under strict orders that I couldn’t touch my wife’s body in any manner and that she couldn’t pleasure herself. Neither of us was allowed any sexual activity or relief until our start date. Sherri and Bob discussed plans that would allow her to work...
Sometimes you think you know somebody, and then they turn out to be a huge snoop! That is what happens when Bobbi Dylan comes over to her moms friends house. They play cards to kill some time, but Bobbi cannot help but notice Alexs huge tits popping out of her top. She asks to use the restroom and sneaks her way into the hot MILFs room to peek and see what kind of sex toys she has lying around. She finds a purple strapon and is immediately turned on. She tries it on for size, but that is when...
xmoviesforyouWonder Woman & a colleague are ambushed by Baroness Von Gunther, the colleague is taken captive, as Baroness challenges Wonder Woman to a duel as her guards stand ready. Her colleague watches on in cuffs, Paula tells the guards to leave as she's confident enough to be able to take Wonder Woman at full strength. This was a mistake as Diana easily beats down Von Gunther, Paula grabs a stun-gun from the guard. Wonder Woman knocks it out of Paula's hand & lands right in front of the captive. Von...
JOURNAL NOTE: I have to find some sort of cure or at least a way to block these pheromones from further disrupting my family's lives, one way or another. Time is running out. END NOTE. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Harold couldn't believe his luck. Minnie had convinced April to join his little 'study' and now he had two fetuses as well as one of the original children to study. His research would come along all the more quickly,...
I was naked, except for a pair of white socks and a thick charm bracelet around my waist. The bracelet had a Miraculous Medal the size of a throw pillow hanging from one side, I remember, and a pink plastic horse hanging from the other. I was leaning on Sister Margaret’s arm, and she walked me slowly up and down the aisles. The kids all had their hands folded and their eyes on the front of the room. They didn’t look at me. Sister warned them there’d be trouble if they did. Nobody said...
Wednesday 9th to Thursday 17th December 1970 I was leaving a conference room in the Royal Bolton Hospital on the following Wednesday in December, after I had been called in by the hospital to discuss the legal situation following a serious failure of a very expensive and necessary piece of equipment. The hospital had signed a very sloppy contract, using which the supplying company sought to evade responsibility and the expense of repair or replacement. I was deep in thought as to what the...
Carrie spoke with my folks and asked if I could spend Saturday evening at her house as her folks were going away for the weekend. I told my mom that I had no plans and would be glad to keep her company. Got home about 5:00 pm, washed up and headed over to Carries, about 15 minutes later her friend Donna arrived. Donna was one voluptuous young lady, a bigger frame than Carrie and built like a “brick shithouse,” big breasts and a nice round ass. The interesting part, she is only a few...
SATISFACTIONThe Art of the Female OrgasmbyKim Cattrall ANDMark LevinsonPublished by: WARNER BOOKS 1271 Avenue of the Americas,New York, NY 10020Copyright 2002 by Kim Cattrall and Mark LevinsonBOOK JACKET INFORMATIONThe truth is that the majority of women do not have satisfying sex lives, often because men don't understand women's sexual needs and sensitivities. Women want sexual fulfillment but are sometimes unsure about how to express their needs or improve their sex life. This book is...
Saturday, June 2, 1979 If you have seen 'Nudist Quarterly' or 'The Natural Life' magazines you have a pretty good idea of what visiting a nudist resort is NOT like. Crow Valley does have a nice pool and a small lake that are both excellent for swimming. There are barbecue pits and picnic tables. There are also miles of trails. You will very seldom if ever see beautiful women playing volleyball on a sandy beach. For one thing, if sand is accidently kicked into a pussy, it isn't a very...
Please check out my profile here on xhamster it is https://xhamster.com/user/lossst. Please read the ENTIRE "About Me" I love to PM back and forth with CDs, Fem Bois, Sissies and Feminine Gay Male EMOs etc. After reading the entire "About Me" I hope that you decide to send and invite and the one line PM I talk about there. Become a friend and I will write a story tailored just for you as this one was done for another friendFolks As I said in my profile I am straight, but I also said in my...
Abbie wakes Wednesday morning feeling so good. She had dreamed of Tim and her together, in such erotic ways. The dreams slip back in her head, leaving her smiling as she showers, dresses, and prepares for the day.It will be fun to be back at the London site. Abbie will get to see the friends that helped her through her transition to what she is now. And okay, so a few of them are also ones she romped with in the past. While Abbie would not go back to that life, especially with Tim now as a...
Transby Francis Drake Posted by JackFD, with Francis Drake’s permission. Thia stopped reading the page she’d attempted to understand the last four times she’d read it. Her mind wasn’t on the current best-selling thriller, it was on the box in her bedroom and the masquerade. No need delaying. Since she’d told Derek she would accompany him, her mind returned to the costume with every other thought. She’d accomplished nothing at work. She’d be glad when the damn party was behind her. She put the...
The meeting the day before, at which I'd told everyone in the office, in extensive detail, about all of my preferences and fantasies and desires, had been an incredibly exciting experience. It was all verbal, no one even touched me, but exciting nonetheless to have revealed myself as a helplessly and easily arousable submissive sissy. I told them all how much I loved to crossdress and be treated as a sexy little girl, told them my secret names, Jennypout or 'little jenny', that I got an...
FemdomMy name is Sharon. I am 22 years old white gurl, 5'5", 130 lbs, brown eyes and hair. I was using a dating site when I was messaged by this black guy. His name is Dominic. He is about 6'5" average build, handsome, and a year older than me. We messaged back and forth before we finally met.We agreed to meet at a restaurant at 6 p.m. I was wearing tight white jeans to show off my ass, and a tank top. He was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt. He was tall and handsome just like his photos. He was the...