Bakers Park Chapter 1 A virgin A prego and A spy
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The night was quiet as I baked. Baked isn’t as glamorous when I use it. By bake I mean, I placed frozen dough on pans lined with wax paper, sprayed with nonstick stuff, and put them in an oven. There’s no sifting or measuring for me. I work in a grocery store. I don’t mind it, though.
My night starts at midnight, when I put my finger on a small device that clocks me in, grab a cart, and begin removing out of date product from the shelves. All the while I make a list of what I need to replace said stock. All in all, pretty dull, but I don’t mind it, though.
The night goes as usual, put the pies in the oven, get the French breads and sweet goods in the queue, and then comes the raw dough products. This routine is used every night, and it makes the time pass quickly, since I can lose myself in space and let the mind wander while the body performs the work on its own.
‘Hi Mike. How you doing tonight?’ startled me a bit when I was traying up some Italian loaves. The voice was high and familiar. It was Marsha, the overnight clerk. She was attractive in the non-traditional way. She wasn’t pretty, really, but she wasn’t ugly. She was pretty average all around, except she was half Cherokee and it showed in her skin color.
‘I’m good, Marsha. Same shit, different night, ya know?’
‘Yeah, same here. Whacha makin?’
‘This?’ holding up a long, white, doughy roll of what passes for Italian bread. ‘Your favorite. Italian.’
‘Think you can hold one for me this morning? Was going to make some BLTs with it.’
‘I’ll call you when they’re out of the oven.’
‘You’re so sweet. Why is that?’
‘Just me’ I said, holding back that I was wondering what she looked like naked, darkly tanned lags wrapped up in mine, and my hand in her hair. ‘Besides, what are friends for?’ She smiled her average smile and I watched as her average ass bounced away. My mind was already filling her with my cock and forcing my real one to swell a bit.
I pushed it away and kept on baking. The hours passed, Marsha took her bread, and when I got home I slept after masturbating with an image of her in my mind, ass in the air and filled with my cock. This happened most nights, not always with Marsha in mind. Customers would come in the summer with asses hanging out of shorts, breasts peeking out of bras, and just generally making me horny. Being a shy guy, I would never approach them and if I could Marsha’s taken. So are the other women I work with.
Just once, I wanted what happened in my head to come to life. Little did I know, things were about to change.
I went through the normal routine. Wake up, shower, eat, play some World of Warcraft, get changed, go to work. On the way I saw a car at the side of the road. This was late night, and though it wasn’t a dangerous neighborhood but I rolled by slowly anyways, and I stopped when I saw the older woman in the driver’s seat.
I pulled up next to her and stopped.
‘Do you need help, ma’am?’
She looked up and smiled. ‘Why yes. Yes I do. It seems I’ve broke down and my phone is dead. Could I use yours?’
‘I don’t have one, but I can give you a ride to somewhere to call a tow truck.’
‘My hero.’ she giggled, opening the door of the sports car and climbing out.
Older for sure, how much older was anyone’s guess, but definitely a cougar. I hadn’t really seen many of those. Fiery red hair pulled back in a bun, glasses, and a business suit that could be called borderline slutty but mostly suggestive. The suit was dark with a very boxy low cut top. The tops of her breasts fought to stay inside the thing, covered by a white button-down shirt with a strained couple of buttons. A belt in the middle and a knee length skirt below showing nice legs and high heels.You could she the age in her face, but it was more maturity than anything. A woman who had been places, seen things, and had a good time of it.
‘So..’ she leaned over to look at my name badge ‘ Mike, you work at Roger’s Market? That doesn’t sound interesting.’
‘Well, it pays the bills.’ I responded by impulse. She didn’t really care, I was sure.
‘You don’t sound thrilled about it. Is it not what you wanted to be when you grew up?’ she reached into her purse, producing a cigarette. ‘Is it okay if I smoke?’
‘It’s fine… smoking and the job. I have a graphic arts degree, but jobs are hard to find. Roger’s keeps me fed and under a roof.’
‘I get the feeling you’ve had a hard time of things, Mike. Nice guys finish last, and that sort, am I right? No girlfriend, no real f****y, no real friends, just Friday nights playing video games by yourself.’ She puffed on the smoke, blowing out into the night air.
‘Why would you think that?’ More than slightly offended,.
‘It’s okay Mike. It happens to lots of nice guys. Here’s the thing, though. I believe nice guys should be rewarded. You are a noble soul, after all you stopped and helped a stranger. That is rare indeed, in these times. I’m going to tell you something you won’t believe.’
I looked over at her. She was smiling, cigarette gone, and undoing her belt. A moment later her coat was open, and the buttons on her shirt began to be relieved of their duties.
‘I’m going to give you a gift that will make your life better.’ Her breasts were out now, nipples hard and slightly pink than the paleness of her other skin. ‘Because I am Aidin. I am a goddess, and I like the downtrodden and loveless. You have been chosen by me to receive my blessing of good luck.’
‘You’re right’ staring at tits between road glances, noticing her skirt being pulled up to reveal white cotton panties. ‘ I don’t believe it.’
‘You don’t have to, but you will.’ She reached over and undid my belt. ‘It’s time.’ A moment later my cock was out and in her hand. She stroked from the passenger seat, simultaneously rubbing her own pussy over her panties. I could see them getting wet, adding to my own excitedness. This was what I wanted in a woman. The librarian look. Glasses and all.
I should be saying no, I knew, but it had been so long since the last time a woman touched me like this. The rest I did on my own, and that’s not nearly as satisfying as this crazy woman now putting her fingers in my mouth. I sucked her pussy juices off them. They were sweet and made my cock jump in her hand.
‘Someone’s ready now, I take it’ she said, leaning down over my cock, mouth open. She took the head first, suckling gently, slightly mewling. It was almost too much, my balls tingling I was ready to come when she pulled her mouth off of me. ‘Not yet, darling. The road is a long one.’
She ran a finger from the head of my cock to my balls, down the bottom of it’s length. The sensation to cum stopped.
‘You won’t come until I’m ready for it. This is part of the gift I give you, Mike. You will will cum when your partner is ready, not before. Until then you will stay at your hardest. You will feel every bit of pleasure, but you will not cum.’ And her mouth was on my balls, gently suckling, taking one completely in her mouth before running back up the shaft to the tip of the cock. ‘The second..’ She took it all now, my cock in her throat, mewling causing everything to vibrate, bringing again to the edge, but I could not cum. ‘..you will have women. Twelve women to play with, and one to have forever.’ My cock disappeared once more into her mouth, her hand stroking shaft and balls being played with. ‘All women will be attracted to you more than normal, but these twelve…’ she gave up on the blowjob now, manuevering to somehow straddle me. I wasn’t sure how, but the car stayed on the road even while she began to ride me. Her pussy sucked hungrily at my cock, and she moaned now, as she began to ride me. ‘you choose will have no choice but to fuck you, any way you want. Like Marsha, for example…’ I perked up, sobering a little, how did she know? ‘..Marsha will be yours tonight. A last gift from me, because this is one of the best cocks I’ve had in ages.’
And then she came, and I with her, our moans and grunts mingling into an orchestra of pleasure I had never known before. My eyes clenched closed on their own as I shot my wad deep into her pussy. Her head, panting rested next to my ear.
‘sl**p, my darling one. You will need your rest’ came the kiss. Long, sweet, loving, and tender as any I’d ever had. I kissed back urgently, wishing to forever stay in that embrace, those lips, that pussy. I woke up sweaty and stiff cocked half remembering the dream of sex. I jumped in the shower, work awaiting only an hour and a half away.
Bits and pieces came back to me from that dream. Red hair. Milky white breasts. Hands in my hair. A gift. ‘crazy dream’ I thought, tossing my shirt on.
The routine began, as it always does, with the pies. Before I was even done with them, a familiar voice said ‘Hey Mike. How you doing tonight?’.
‘Pretty good. Same shit…’
‘Different day.’ she giggled.
‘I thought you were off tonight, Marsha. Need some last second milk? Eggs? Or the usual Italian loaf?’
‘Nope. I’m here to say, thank you.’ came around the counter with her, joined by eyes seen only hungry wolves and mad generals. She was wearing a t shirt featuring some band I didn’t know and fairly short shorts with sandals. I don’t think I’d ever seen her outside the drab Roger’s uniform, blue polo and khaki pants. Her hips were exaggeratingly wishful, her hands perching there causing her chest to push out until she finally was close enough to rest her hand on my crotch.
‘You’re always such a nice guy, Mike’ panted into my ear, pulled close by a hand in my hair. Her tongue briefly darted out and around the lobe. My cock jumped, already swelling, to almost fully erect. ‘I’d like to be nice back.’ Shirt yanked out of pants, replace by a hand gripping my cock.
‘You.. You always… say thank… you. Really, it’s.. n-n-nothing.’ balls aching to release their combined load, I was led to the freezer door.
‘I have something… more, in mind’ she smiled. Like the cat that caught the mouse, that smile hid more sinister things. Click of the latch brought a cold release from the freezer. It was powerless against my cock now, fully engorged and leaping with expectation of pentration.
‘What about.. Your husband..’ ‘I won’t tell if you won’t.’ puffed out of her mouth. The cold was noticeable in her tits. Her nipples were hard and showing through the shirt. They must be amazingly long or she wasn’t wearing a bra. My pants open, she stroked my cock lovingly. Gently mewling while she eyed it. ‘I want to taste you’ lowering onto knees, tits visibly braless down her shirt.
I breathed in sharply when her mouth closed around my cock. She bobbed halfway down, slowly, then back up. Gently she suckled on the head, her tongue probing and swirling before bobbing down again, taking a little more than half my length. I wasn’t huge by any means, but 8 inches isn’t exactly nothing, either. She sucked and stroked tenderly before releasing.
‘When I’m masturbating at home, I think of you.’ she said, still jerking me off with care. ‘I sit in the bath, fingering my pussy and I think about you fucking me. But when I cum I think of something special.’ Lick from head to balls and back, the cold biting and invigorating my eagerness to cum. A situation not helped by the fact I could see her other hand in her pants, the bulge of her fingers moving where her pussy must surely be. ‘I think about your cum covering my face. I think about sucking your cock dry. I think of playing with it between my fingers. I think of it sitting on my tongue before I swallow. Have you ever thought of that?’
‘God, yes!’ fought to get out. My hips begun to move on their own, fucking her hand, hoping it was a pussy or a mouth or an ass.
‘Would like to do that to me?’ she teased, taking my cock in her mouth and sliding all the way down, her chin on my balls. I could feel her breath on my pubes, and my cock in her throat. She pulled off, coughing slightly. After a breath my hands grabbed her hair, entangling themselves and pushing her head down again, my hips coming up to meet her, my cock entering impossibly deep. Finally, I came in what felt like gallons.
My steaming hot jizz slapped her face, covering much of it. It hung from her nose only to be lapped up by her tongue. It dribbled from her chin, and ran down her cheeks, leaving trails of condensation. She eagerly wiped it up with her fingers and licked them clean, then began moaning as she came, her fingers working vigorously inside her shorts.
‘Want a taste of my juice?’ she asked, offering her middle and index fingers, fresh from her writhing pussy and wet from the insertion. I leaned down to suck them clean, gently wrapping my tongue around and between, suckling every sweet drop.
A rather awkward moment passed, goodbyes and thank yous were exchanged between Marsha’s groin pawing and oral assaults on my face and neck. I should have worked, then, but I just watched her leave. She had the same swagger as before, only a little limp. Maybe her foot fell asl**p. She did, however, have a noticeable wet spot in her crotch.
‘Was it everything you hoped it would be, Mike? It’s only a sample, you know.’
Looking up I saw a redhead woman, older but attractive, idly leaning on a bascart, one arm propping her head which was plastered with a sweet smile. That smile slammed him down to earth, sobering him, pulling him out of the afterglow and into the memory of a dream filled with sex and gifts and the sweetness of a goddess’ cunt.
‘That was a dream… wasn’t it?’
‘Yes, Mike, it was a dream, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t quite real. It’s just the easiest way to get someone’s attention the first time. After that it’s easy.’ Aidin replied, still smiling that smile. ‘You didn’t answer the question. Was it all you hoped for?’
‘…yes… better… Am I still dreaming?’
Aidin walked behind the counter, her lips catching mine, her tongue playing tag with my tonsils and winning. Her breasts crushed me against the oven door, thankfully not the really ‘oh my fucking goddess’ hot glass part.
‘Mmmmm… Her pussy is nice. Did it taste better than mine, darling? Scratch that. I know there’s no way it could. Maybe I should bring her back and lick your cum from her mouth, eh? Would you like that?’ my cock leapt slightly, already uncharacteristically eager for more. ‘I’ll take that as a yes!’
‘No! Well, I mean, yeah I would, but not now!’
‘Awwwww. Why not?’
‘I’m working, and I’m already behind. Not that I mind too much.’ my hands began their task of twisting dough into knots for rolls. ‘We can talk while I work. Maybe goddesses don’t work, but I’m almost behind on rent.’
‘Alright’ she sighed ‘I’m glad you liked the gift, so far. You still have the twelve, Marsha was just a goodwill present.’
‘She’s married you know. What about her husband. What did you do to her?’
‘Nothing.. Much. Look, she was already leaning that direction. I just gave her a push. She wasn’t lying about wishing for your cum. Her husband’s a lazy jackass. She’s not happily married, just married. It really didn’t take much pushing. You’re more charismatic than you think. Just horrible at talking to girls.’
‘Why me? Why gift me with this… whatever it is.’
Aidin leapt her rear atop a facing table and sat, legs crossed just enough to barely show her still cotton panties showing off a camel toe. ‘I told you already, Mike. I like you. You’re a good guy and deserve a little good luck at getting lucky.’ She snorted a laugh. ‘Sorry. Sometimes I crack me up.’ I rolled my eyes and continued working. ‘Anyways, you can have any twelve women you want on a whim. The rest of the women in the world have you on their radars now, too. You have to work them for it, but it’ll be easier. Especially once word gets out about the rest of the gift.’
‘What do I owe you for this, supposing you are a goddess, I’m not asl**p, and I’m suddenly very much more sexier than I was.’
‘Nothing really. I would like to watch sometimes, though. Maybe participate.’ her hand parted her knees ‘This gift helps me, too. Every time you fuck, I get stronger.’ and crept up to her pussy ‘It’s a form of worshipping me.’ gingerly fingering outside her panties. They were moist, from the look of it.
‘And what happens when the twelve I choose are over with? That’s very distracting when you’re trying to have a meaningful interaction, by the way. She scowled and removed her hand, but kept her legs spread so I could watch her panties dampen, revealing her pussy under white cotton.
‘Well, you can’t just pick them anymore. The rest stays the same.’
‘I meant for you, too. This isn’t some evil plot, is it?’
‘No, no, no. How can free love be bad?’ she grinned ‘It just keeps me around. In case you hadn’t noticed, not too many people worship Celtic spirits anymore.’
‘Wiccans and druids?’
‘HA!’ she scoffed ‘What do they know? ‘Let’s dance under the full moon’. A bunch of rubbish, really. Anyways, what do you care? When was the last you shot cum all over the face of an attractive woman? Or even an ugly one? Or had a woman touch your cock?’ her hand was gliding up her thigh again. My cock was growing despite my best mental images of baseball and my grandmother naked. ‘Speaking of, may I..?’ she pointed to my penis, now noticeably causing a tent in my pants.
‘NO! I have to work! Get out of here!’ I grabbed a cart now filled with raw dough and pushed it to the oven door, unlatched and swinging open. ‘And I’m still not sure I believe all of this.’ but when I turned back she was gone. ‘But how else would I explain any of this?’
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OK, so here’s the continuation of . I am sorry I took some time to ink it. But here it is. So, the next day, the doorbell rang earlier than the past two days. Being sure it was some courier or some other delivery thing, I opened the door. To my utter surprise, these two girls were standing there giggling. I asked them what they wanted. It was funny – they said they wanted to see Binna. Uttering this, they started to laugh loudly. I realized they had named my cock and were excitedly embarrassed...
A knock at the door woke me up with a jolt as I stared at the clock, damn! it was 7:20am and I was not in a good mood. I quickly got up, threw on a robe and stomped downstairs to see who it was through the peephole, then quickly brightened up when it revealed the postman holding a package.I opened the door and signed for my parcel before running into the living room to open my new toy, a wireless video door chime and security camera for the house. New tech was always excited me and I eagerly...
SIMON Upon my fifteenth birthday, four years ago last month, I became apprenticed to mine own father, an innkeeper of some repute. For four years, I plied his trade, learning nuance and routine, doing all that seemed to him to please our boarders, and then some. After four years at this station, I was given the rank of journeyman to him, and in that promotion increased in terms both of authority and responsibility, with only three more years before my name would join his on the...
I was so warm and comfortable. Slowly I floated out of sleep. I was snuggled deep under a heavy blanket with a warm, strong arm wrapped around my waist. Glancing over my shoulder I could see your face, so peaceful in sleep. I knew it was still early, the light coming through the window was still tinged with pink from the sunrise. Sighing, I figured I would get up and make us some breakfast before you had to get ready for work. Sliding out of bed carefully so as to not wake you up, I...
My name is Dwayne Dexter. I'm an 18-year old African-American male from a major southern US city. All my life I've have been surrounded by despair and deprivation: too many friends and family on drugs, in gangs or in jail. But I'm lucky: I have phenomenal athletic ability, and can run, jump, catch and throw like no one else I know. I spent high school working out and playing sports. It kept me clean and kept me alive. In high school I led my team to the state finals in basketball and football....
InterracialThe winter for Menthino promised to be harsh. The King of four decades was on the last months of his reign. At eighty three he sagged in his armor. Thankfully, he only had to wear it for ceremonies. Crown Prince Carsol was ordered back to Lafaust. He was to return to his father’s side, and his mother’s too. Mistress-wife Hurickia was always waiting for him. Now with rumors of ill health swirling he had to be close incase it happened. Tall, athletic but not overly muscular,...
A few weeks had passes since our initial encounter. Shelly and I had exchanged texts on when we might be able to get together again. Finally the chance came on a weekend that her parents, my buddy and his wife, would be out of town for the long weekend. Shelly messaged me the details and told me to be ready. She also said that she needed a favor and had a surprise for me and that I needed to keep an open mind. That made me very curious, but Shelly assured me that I would enjoy it. So finally on...
Kelly feel asleep right away but I couldn’t stop thinking what had happened with her and the girls. The next morning Kelly was still asleep when I left for work. It was a long day of wondering what was going on was Kelly with the girls right now. I took off early and drove by my son’s house but Kelly’s car wasn’t there. When I got home Kelly wasn’t home. I made myself a drink and went to take a shower. I was just about done when Kelly came in the bathroom and asked if I wanted company. I said...
Around that time, my phone calls kept up and I started to suspect that I knew who it was. I could hear a Denver radio station in the background of one call. There were only three people that would call me from Denver and not speak. My mother, Billy and Linda. Mom didn’t listen to the radio, so that left Billy and Linda. I told Mike I was getting calls from one of them and he asked if I was sure. “I recognized the station from Denver in the background,” I told him. “I didn’t listen to it all...
Dirty Rose and ThomasMy ex-girlfriend Rose is a freak. When we were together, we used to fuck all night. I can still see her today. She had raven curly hair, she was so damn sexy, you would get a raging hard on so bad you wouldn’t be able to stand it. She was so fucking good in bed and kinky as hell. If I wrote about all the times we sucked, fucked, screwed and made love, I would have finally written a masterpiece, dripping with passion and the juices of our bodies. We did it in a park, in a...
Hotwife Maddy O’Reilly is tired of her hopeless husband’s unreliability, especially when it comes to getting ready for their anniversary dinner. He’d rather hang out with his best friend Nat Turnher than spend an intimate evening with his hot wife. Nat and Maddy get to talking and the chemistry between these two is intense. Nat offers up his big black cock to Maddy as her anniversary gift, face fucking her and filling up that hotwife snowbunny pussy with his BBC right in front...
xmoviesforyouIt's our third meeting, we've just met at the station, I 'm wearing a plaid wrap round skirt with belt and buckle fastening, place the buckles to the side and you get a flash of outer thigh, place them to the front,like I have, and you get a flash of inner thigh. Teamed with a lt grey sheer chiffon tailored blouse, with buttons strategically undone to reveal an ample cleavage, not quite showing my half cup lacy bra which matches my thong, you are suitably impressed.We've managed to wangle more...
Fucked 2 - The Great Rock N Roll Orgy [part 2 of 2]By: Jo Jo ([email protected])Fucked 2 - The Greatest Rock N Roll ORGY of all Time Well... bestest one I have ever been to anyway. This follows on from Fucked, and concerns the party that followed thedissolution of that band. It was held in a very impressive apartment overlooking the canal systemin the centre of Birmingham. It was above some sort of gym/spa and took up the entire floor. The band, as I mentioned before , was Mike , Paul,...
Monday Before The alarm went off so I could hear the faint words of the morning rush hour report from the helicopter above the beltway.I didn’t pay attention to it and just stretched under the covers.My lithe 5’ 3” frame grew tense as I was fully extended and my thighs were pulled together.I felt a tingle between my legs and I held my body still to let that sweet feeling penetrate further into me.I only weigh 90 pounds so I am almost all bones however I do have a very feminine shape still and...
"Power."That is all he said. I was confused. Power? What did that have to do with anything?Mark finished his Bacardi. And so did I. I went to the kitchen to get us another round, swaying my ass from left to right, feeling really confident."Very good. Now take a seat and sit that fine ass of yours down. I’m going to give you a quick lesson in psychology.""Psychology?" I asked, surprised.I had no idea what he meant with that, so I took a chair and sat down."I want you to know how it will be...
InterracialBrains and beauty as Jack would learn is a very dangerous combination! Enter Delia at twenty-two she was on track to become a whisky drinking cigar smoking VP at a major accounting firm. Along the way Jack her boyfriend became an afterthought, her eye candy. If your wondering if she slept her way to the top, she tried to and for sure knowing her drive I’m sure she would cut the throat, or crush the balls of anybody that got in her way and suck or fuck anybody that would help her get to the top....
Anjali and Anup had been married for two months now and she had met Anup’s father Hari Mohan only on the day of her wedding. Hari lived on his ancestral farmhouse away fron the town. He was 6 feet tall, muscular and balding. Now he invited his son and bahu to his farmhouse. He was talking to his bahu on the phone” Beti, tum log yahan honeymoon mana lena aur iss boodhey baap se bhi mil lena. Mujhe bahut khushi hogi” Anjali was excited at the thought of visiting her”Daddy”.” OK Daddy, hum kal...
IncestLeather gloved finger, slowly rubbed my ass, is it wrong my cock grew even harder? Last time I left the story this 60 year old had me on all fours, wanking my shaft her grip reducing me to grunts of pleasure, I couldn't see but I knew I was leaking pre-cum! I never noticed when this (apparent) frail lady tightened the knot around my ankles rendering me helpless to her whims, my hands already tied, watching as she walked and stood legs apart right before my face, "now my little bitch, you're...
BITCH STORIES - CANDY As Laura's life spiralled towards an apex of degradation, things also continued to get worse for the girls she had helped enslave... Take Candy, for instance. Alistair was quite deliberately planning to ruin the remainder of Candy's life, and the focus of these plans was Candy's family. Being forced to rape her sister at the recent office party was the straw that broke the bitch's back for Candy. The imperious bimbo queen was gone, and now there was only a...
Playing the part of Jim Mellon, Chris Hemsworth pulled the 1988 Harley Softail up to the stranded bus as several of the passengers waved him down. He was on his road trip around the forty-eight states and still nursing the grief he felt over the loss of his young wife to some crazy autoimmune disease. Scarlett Johansson, playing the role of Crystal Lee, came down the stairs from the large tour bus and engaged in some dialog with Jim Mellon, ultimately asking that he drive her to a recording...
Chapter 1- Sonia meets Paul's newest wench Sonia was ballgagged , collared, leashed & tied to the bedposts when Paul brought his latest sex slave, Jackie lived down the street , the 52 year old cumslut & married slut was collared & leashed , she was wearing a lime green thong bikini & spiked heels . Her cuckold husband Jason drove her over . Master Paul had met Jackie at the door & french-kissed her , just as Jason pulled away in his old car. Jackie & Sonia had known each other for years...
I am Amrithavalli, a Tamil lady of 42 years of age, wife of railway signal man in south central railways. I am working as a fulltime servant maid with a telungu group of families in Guntur. I do sweeping of the house, cleaning the vessels in the dishwashers, washing the clothes in washing machine, miscellaneous works. Four families in the surroundings have planned for an excursion to the hilly place in Dehradun in north. Everybody is rich except me. I was asked to accompany them for servant...
It’s so easy to allow misunderstandings to destroy your life. So understand Don’t waste your time Always searching for those wasted years Face up…make your stand And realize you’re living in the golden years Iron Maiden ___________________________________ The football soared high into the air only to be followed by a group of screaming kids sprinting across the school playing field to be the first to reach it. ‘Bloody first years,’ Simon muttered as we walked across the field towards...
“Billy, come here!” my sister loudly demanded. “I need a favor.” So I stopped what I was doing and crossed the hall, not wishing to anger her since she was a tyrant when she was mad. She was laying on her bed, naked, one knee raised and smiling at me. I blinked at her and waited, feeling my cock tremble. My sister is super hot, a high school senior with a killer body, a fine athlete and a real brain. She smiled at me and licked her lips. Her pussy lips were bulging out...
You fall. There are only three things in your world right now, and all of them add up to this simple fact. The feeling of velocity as you plummet down, the complete darkness around you, and the cold embrace of the chains that make up your cocoon. Though you feel yourself descending as fast as gravity will allow, you have no idea when the ground will meet you. It becomes maddening. Seconds pass, maybe a minute, and you almost begin to beg for the ride to end. You don't think it will kill you, at...
FantasyHow many a****ls do you find after great sex? 2 tired Asses,1 wet Kitty,and dead Cock.
That evening while Brannon was stopped at a light at 1st and Battery a street person came over to clean his windshield. When he tried to brush her off she gave him one of the portacoms instead. "Have a nice night Mr. Brannon," she said as she faded into the surroundings. She had no more than left than the portacom began to buzz. "Mr. Brannon, instead of going north, head for the Renton Mall. We'll talk to you later." It took him about a half an hour to get to the mall. We had been...
"You're up early," Caleb remarked, as he entered the kitchen on New Year's morning. "So are you," Bran retorted dourly. "Any word about Branch?" "No one's seen him," Caleb answered. "That makes me very nervous. That's why I'm up early. I'm going to get on the phone, and see if I can turn over some stones. Why are you up so early?" "I had an idea yesterday about our armor problem," Bran said with a shrug. "I started a culture, and I got up early to see if it worked the...
Glossary: -_- aka- means "Also know as" Dryad- (aka. Forest Nymph) Its a tree spirit. Bound to a tree it will care for the tree and will die if the taken away from the tree or the tree dies. Nyad- (aka. Naiad or Water Nymph) Its a water spirit. Known to seduce men near the waters edge and to help drowning victims. Will die if not submerged in water for prolonged periods of time. Solomon's Daughter's: Megan's...