The CircleChapter 26 Invitation to Join Helping Another Circle
- 3 years ago
- 37
- 0
This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. This story portrays some graphic sex. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then please stop reading now.
While the description may have you think that there is some incest in this story, there is none. Also, the erotic scenes don’t come quickly and although the story is a little lengthy, I tried to keep it moving and there are erotic scenes, which I believe enhance the message and tone of the story.
One of the things I am thankful for this holiday season is for a great editor in LadyCibelle. Again, her help with this story was wonderful.
My thanks for everyone’s support and kind comments regarding my first two stories. Hopefully this one will touch your heart and you will be moved in some way.
This is dedicated to my little cousin Allison.
*
Allison watched as her mother stared out the hospital window on the other side of the waiting room. She could tell by the movement of her shoulders that she was quietly sobbing. She knew she had moved to the other side of the room so she wouldn’t hear her softly crying. Her hand was rising to her face every so often to wipe the tears. Her mom was trying to hide the fact that she was not emotionally strong at the moment.
She could see past her momma, out the window, that a light snowstorm had begun, which was a little rare for early November in Columbus. It looked beautiful from the third story window of the Hematology/Oncology Clinic at the Columbus Children’s Hospital that she had visited for most of her life and was her second home. She heard the chime of the elevator and smiled when she looked up and saw Jacob exit from the lift. She smiled at him and thought, ‘He’ll cheer her up’.
Jacob walked over to the cute little eight year old. Her big blue eyes and smile melted his heart every time he saw them. He could already sense things were not good but he forced a big smile back at her. He ran his hand through her hair as he said, ‘Hi there, pipsqueak. How’s my favorite angel?’
‘Hiya J.J.’, Allison said perking up. His smile and presence always seem to give her a little more strength. She motioned for him to bend down closer and as he did she whispered in his ear. ‘Momma’s not feeling well though, maybe you can share a smile with her.’
‘You got it Cap’n’, Jacob whispered back and then gave Allison a quick peck on the cheek.
She watched as Jacob crossed the room and gently put a hand on her mom’s shoulder.
‘Hey Elizabeth’, Jacob said softly. ‘I was just in the neighborhood and thought I would stop by to see how the appointment went.’
‘Oh, hi Jay’, Elizabeth said, sniffing quickly and composing herself. ‘It was nice of you to stop by after work, you didn’t have to. You should be getting home in case the snow gets worse.’
‘The weather reports just calling for a light dusting.’ Jacob replied. Just wanted to make sure you and Allison were okay.
‘Oh Jacob, it’s so hard.’ Elizabeth sobbed slightly, struggling hard to hold her composure. ‘The CT Scan confirms that one of the tumors is growing again. All this after the MIBG scan had preliminarily shown a significant improvement in most areas.’
It was the one area in the scan that had shown an ‘increased uptake’ that caused the doctors to schedule another CT Scan for Allison.
‘What am I going to tell Allison? Her latest interview with Time Magazine went wonderfully and her Cookie Jar fundraiser is going so well. She has been the happiest I’ve ever seen her in awhile. She has been so looking forward to this holiday season. Oh god, what am I going to do.’
‘I’m so sorry to hear that’, said Jacob. He had weathered this illness with them for the past several years and this news was a bomb to him too. But he wanted to be strong for the two of them. ‘Boy, that’s tough. But as Allison always says, ‘take the time to appreciate what you have’. And you know how tough a little fighter she is.’
‘Yeah, she’s tough. She’s trying her best to fight this, but how can I appreciate what I have?’ Elizabeth said with an undertone of sarcasm. My only baby is fighting a battle for her life. How could God be so cruel to give her hope and then rip it away?’ Elizabeth was starting to lose the emotional battle within her.
‘Tell you what’, Jacob said touching her hand gently, ‘I promised Allison I would try to make you smile. Try to give her one and I’ll get one of the Candy Stripers to keep her company for a few minutes.’ Elizabeth turned and tried her best to smile at her angel as Jacob moved back to the wheelchair that Allison was seated in.
‘Come on Cap’n. I’ll bet you are getting a little tired after today’s tests.’ Jacob said to Allison as he spun her chair out around and out the waiting room door. There’s your favorite Candy Striper, Nancy and I’ll bet she would love to take you back to your room.’
‘Going to take a little more to get momma to smile, huh.’ Said Allison. Jacob was always surprised at how intuitive this little 8-year-old girl was. ‘Things don’t look good, do they?’
Jacob stuttered for a moment, not know what to say. ‘I’m… er… well, you know… uhm… your mom… She cares for you so much and wants the best for you. She’s just a little tired right now.’
‘I know J.J.’ Allison said as she gave a little smile. ‘I’m not really that tired, but I’ll go with Nancy. Besides, she always gives the best wheelchair rides. I like it when she spins me around.’ Then she turned slightly to look up at him with her big blue eyes. ‘Promise you will help momma to feel better.’
‘I promise’, said Jacob not looking into Allison’s eyes. He wasn’t sure it was a promise he could keep.
‘Promise what?’ Elizabeth asked as she approached and caught the tail end of the conversation.
‘Uhmm.. er… I promised to make her a special Thanksgiving dessert.’ Jacob finally got his little fib out. ‘As long as Allison keeps smiling.’ He gave Allison a little wink.
‘No problem!’ Allison tried to straighten up in her chair as she put on as big a smile as she could, winking back at Jacob. ‘Mom, why don’t you and Jacob go get a cup of coffee together? I’ll be fine with Nancy. Just behave yourselves!’ She called out to them then burst into a giggle.
Jacob and Elizabeth had to giggle themselves but it was also tough to fight back the tears that had been welling up as they watched Nancy wheel her into the elevator.
****************
At just 1 ½ years old, Allison had been diagnosed with neuroblastoma, a tumor that impacts 1 out of every 100,000 children. Kids show little signs of the cancer and only after Elizabeth had rushed her to the hospital because Allison’s stomach seemed bloated and having stomach pains did they discover she had the disease. Of course, Elizabeth was devastated. Her husband had been killed a year earlier serving in Afghanistan and Elizabeth had still not even recovered from that. Immediately, Allison was put into the hospital and a battery of tests and treatments began. The tests showed that the tumors had spread to several places in her body already. The worst one being near her abdomen. It was a rough time as the treatments took its toll on Allison’s little body.
But one thing everyone seem to notice, from the doctors, to the nurses to the Candy Stripers, was Allison’s resilient attitude. While only 2 years old at the time, they were amazed at her ability to smile through the adversity. She would joke with the staff and make them smile. Her bright and sunny disposition was contagious.
By age five, the various treatments continued. Allison became a fixture at the Columbus Children’s Hospital. Being a little older now, one of her favorite thing to do was to bake some cookies with her momma and bring them in for the staff. They especially loved the chocolate chip, snicker doodle and peanut butter ones.
Then one day while walking
through the hospital lobby, a nice man saw the cellophane bag of cookies she was carrying. ‘Boy, those look so yummy!’ The nice man said.
‘They are for the people who take care of me.’ Said little Allison with her ever-present smile. ‘But I will share one with you, ’cause you look like a nice man.’
‘Oh, I couldn’t do that.’ Said the nice man. ‘That would take away cookies from your friends.’
‘There’s plenty to go around.’ Said Allison, her bonnet, which she wore to keep her bald- head covered, slightly falling off.
The man saw that she was a cancer patient and knew this is where they came to be treated. ‘I tell you what.’ He began to make his deal. ‘I will buy a cookie from you for, let’s see, $10. If you promise me you will donate that money towards the research for a cure for children’s cancer. Is that a deal?’
‘Wow, a whole $10!’ Exclaimed Allison. ‘For just one cookie?’
‘That’s the deal, Cap’n!’ Said the nice man. ‘Take it or leave it.’
‘You got yourself a deal, mister!’ Shouted Allison.
Elizabeth had watched the whole thing and smiled at the man. ‘That’s so very nice of you. Thank you very much.’
‘Well, I couldn’t help but be charmed by two pretty ladies.’ He said smiling at her. ‘I couldn’t resist her smile. My name is Jacob Jensen by the way. My friends call me J.J. or Jay for short.’
Jacob noticed Elizabeth was a very attractive woman, about 5′ 6′ tall and very fit. Not overly skinny or overweight. One of those women you would say was average, but with lots of curves. She had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. It was those eyes though, which showed the hurt: The proverbial windows to the soul. He also noticed the wedding ring on her finger and was a little disappointed such a pretty lady was not available.
‘Very infectious smile, isn’t it? I’m Elizabeth and the little baker is Allison.’ Elizabeth said trying to smile herself.
Just in that brief moment, a quick expression, and Jacob could sense the hurt she had buried underneath. He wanted to help. He turned to Elizabeth and said, ‘I tell you what, I have some friends who would also love some wonderful cookies. I bet if you made them real good, they would pay… say… two dollars each for the cookies, if you would donate the money also.’
‘That would be super fantastic!’ Exclaimed Allison. ‘I’ll be back on Tuesday for my next treatment, four in the afternoon. Momma told me the schedule.’
‘I’ll be here and I’ll take a dozen cookies.’ Smiled Jacob giving her a ten-dollar bill for today’s cookie. Allison gave him a chocolate chip cookie and he took a bite. ‘Yum! If I had known these tasted this good I would have offered a hundred dollars per cookie. You should have asked for more!’
Allison giggled as the thanked him. ‘See you Tuesday she called out as she entered the elevator.’
That Tuesday, Jacob was back waiting in the lobby at 3:45p. Allison gave him another big smile when she entered the lobby and recognized him. She had two bags of cookies and she held out one. ‘Hi J.J.! I brought you your cookies. Did you get the money?’ She asked quizzically.
‘When I told them how good the cookies were, my co-workers were happy to donate the money. Here you are! Twenty-four big ones plus a one dollar tip makes twenty-five.’ Jacob said laying out the money on her lap.
‘Yippee! And here you go! Thirteen cookies. Momma says that’s a baker’s dozen. But I hope you eat the extra one yourself.’ Allison said again giggling. ‘This is fun. Can we keep doing this? I bet I could raise a million dollars!’
And at that moment Allison’s Cookie Jar fundraiser to find a cure for children’s cancer was born. Jacob would meet them at the hospital or even pick up the cookies from their house, always with a handful of donation dollars for Allison’s Cookie Jar. Being the owner of a deli/restaurant, Jacob then talked to a bakery that supplied his shop with bread and desserts and they agreed to add a dozen cookies to each day’s order for free. He had his printer make him a sign with Allison’s picture, a brief description of her fundraiser and instructions that they could take a cookie if they left two-dollars in the jar. He displayed it on the counter and was surprised when they sold out every day. His produce vendor noticed the sign one day and offered to include some cookies in their delivery three times a week.
Soon they were collecting over two dozen cookies worth of donations every day. Many days he would even find a little extra in the jar. Allison was always so happy when he would stop by at their house or when she had to stay at the hospital, always bringing the donation money.
Then other stores near Jacob’s also started putting out a jar and a box of cookies and asking for donations too. Everyday one or two of them would stop by his shop for a cup of coffee and drop off an envelop with donations in it. Jacob was just amazed at how generous everyone was at how quickly this fundraiser was gaining momentum.
Then one day the local news station came in wanting to do an interview with him. ‘No way, uh, uh’, Jacob told them. ‘The real story is this little girl’, he said pointing to her picture on the sign. Meet me at the Columbus Children’s hospital this afternoon and that’s where you will find your interview.
After they left, Jacob quickly called Elizabeth and Allison and got their permission to be interviewed. Elizabeth was hesitant but Allison jumped on it right away, sensing it would bring in more money towards her million-dollar goal.
The news crew showed up and Allison’s smile and giggles were on everyone’s TV on the evening news. ‘We want to raise a million dollars!’ Allison exclaimed in the interview, her blue eyes sparkling.
Immediately, Jacob’s shop was inundated with calls on how they could set up a cookie jar. Schools, restaurants, community centers, firehouses, shopping malls, and even the city’s visitor center all wanted to know how to set one up. Then the local newspaper also wanted an interview and a tremendous momentum began to grow.
He called Elizabeth for some help and she dove in. She got more signs made up. Went to a local craft store and bought out their supply of cookie jars. She went to her sister’s daughter’s girl scout troop where they painted them all and soon jars started popping up all over town.
Elizabeth and Jacob began to spend more and more time together working on this project in their little spare time. They found they enjoyed each other’s company and soon became good friends. But with all the whirlwind of activity, both of them working and taking care of Allison, neither had time to nurture anything else between the two of them.
************
‘What did she mean behave ourselves?’ Elizabeth asked Jacob suspecting something was up. ‘And what about these promises?’
‘Let’s go somewhere quiet.’ Jacob gently said holding out his arm for her to take.
There had been little physical contact between the two over the past three years. A touch of the hand here, a hug there, a quick peck on the cheek between friends. But today Elizabeth found comfort in taking his arm. She held it tightly as he led her to a vacant conference room. This one also had a sofa as to make the patients and family comfortable when the doctors sometimes had to deliver painful news.
He sat her on the sofa and sat beside her. They sat close but not touching just slightly facing each other. He could tell she was all bottled up. ‘How are you doing through all of this?’ Jacob asked.
‘Oh Jacob, it’s just so much.’ She let out with a sigh as tears began to form again in the corner of her eyes. ‘Her red blood count is starting to worry the doctors even though her ANC is almost back to normal. Still they want to go to a transfusion every 10 days. Although she tolerated the new chemo pretty well with the oral Temador and oral Irintotecan, it has definitely hit her counts. Unfortunately, it also looks like her belly is starting to fill back
up with fluids as it looks like the tumor there is growing again.’ Elizabeth started to choke up and remembered how nice Jacob’s arm had felt. She reached over and took his hand.
With that Jacob reached an arm around her and pulled her close. She buried her head on his shoulder and he could smell the sweet fragrance of her hair.
‘She’s getting nauseous again and the doctor is giving her Zofran.’ Elizabeth said starting to sob. ‘It’s just so much for one little girl.’
‘And for this big girl too?’ Asked Jacob putting his hand under her chin and raising her head up so he could look in her eyes. They were red and swollen but Jacob still thought she looked beautiful.
‘Oh Jay…’ Elizabeth sobbed again burying her head back on his chest. ‘And you’re such a dear friend. What would I have done without you?’
‘Not blamed me for you ‘thinking’ you are not eating well because there are cookies around all the time.’ Jacob tried to interject a little humor to cheer her up.
‘I’ll always blame you for that!’ Elizabeth blurted out between sobs, a chuckle came out too and it made Jacob happy to know he succeeded a little.
But then she looked down again. ‘Oh, what will I do if I lose my Ally? My angel. She’s so young, so innocent. She deserves better. And I miss Frank too. You know, my husband. Why couldn’t he be here to help me through this? But he’s gone. I have to accept that. And poor Allison didn’t even know get to know him. It’s not fair! It’s not fair! It’s just god dam not fair!’ Elizabeth yelled and then she lost it. The catharsis that had been building for years finally came flooding out as she buried her face in Jacob’s sweater. She cried and pounded her fists into his chest and he just let her release. She cried for over 30 minutes until she finally exhausted herself. Jacob stroked her hair and held her tight and in her exhaustion she fell asleep.
***********
Two hours later, she awoke with a start not realizing where she was. She looked around the conference room and it began to come back to her. She hadn’t let out her emotions like that since she first heard Allison had come down with her disease. She had vowed to be strong and to show Ally how to fight this nasty villain. She then looked up at Jacob who had also fallen asleep, sitting up on the sofa, his arm still around her.
‘He’s been so good to us’, she thought brushing a lock of his curvy brown hair that had fallen into his face. For the first time, she noticed how really handsome he was. A little over six feet tall and fit from being on his feet all day at the shop. Blue-grayish eyes, strong cheek bones and a handsome smile. He looked wise even for only being in his early 30’s. He always seemed to know what to say to her and Allison. ‘I guess I haven’t appreciated having you in my life enough’, she thought to herself remembering his reminder of Allison’s words. ‘I just haven’t had the time or the strength. Until now I’ve not been able to release Allison’s father. But Jacob’s been like a father to her. He’s so good to us.’
Jacob stirred as he felt Elizabeth put her head back on his shoulder. She looked back up at him as she felt him stir. ‘Uhmm.. hi there…’, Jacob said not sure if Elizabeth was mad that his arm was around her. He relaxed when she gave him a little hug.
‘Hi sleepy… guess I bored you to sleep, huh?’ Elizabeth joked.
‘Yup, all that talk about red and white blood count will do it every time’, Jacob smiled causing Elizabeth to smile back.
‘Oh jeez, nine o’clock. I better get home.’ Jacob said noticing the time on the clock on the wall. ‘I have to open the shop in the morning. We’re closed this Thursday though. Thanksgiving, you know. Mind if I bring that dessert I promised Allison?’
‘We would love that.’ Elizabeth said. ‘I’m going to sleep here tonight’ Elizabeth was glad they had parent’s beds in the rooms to stay so they could be close to their children. Elizabeth used it many times. She had learned to always have a change of clothes and toiletries handy.
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesI always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....
Amateur Porn SitesWhat is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...
BBW Porn SitesHave you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....
Voyeur Porn SitesThe Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...
FantasyWoah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
Creampie Porn SitesNo matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...
Cuckold Porn SitesI browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...
Extreme Porn WebsitesIncest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...
Incest Porn SitesThanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....
Free Porn Tube SitesAh, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....
Interracial Porn SitesTheo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...
Scat Porn SitesI’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...
The Fappening‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...
Arab Porn SitesFuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...
Facial Cumshot Porn SitesUnd draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...
BDSMMotherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...
Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...
After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestChapter 1Bruce and his wife Linda were having drinks on the patio of their large suburban home. Bruce, a 42-year-old accountant, had done very well in his profession and was up for a vice presidency of firm. Their expensive home reflected Bruce's financial success.Linda, a 36-year-old attractive brunette looked less than her age. Thanks to a disciplined regimen of exercise and diet, her figure was that of a woman ten years younger. Her most notable features were her large bust and long shapely...
The following is a tg story entitled circle:family. Altough the story is in the same universe as the other circle stories, (circle:politics and others to come), it is not a continuation of another story. It simply shares some of the characters; and some of the same events are told from different characters' perspectives. I intended for each story in this series to tell an indenpendent short story, and the series together to form a circle, to tell a bigger story. All the stories...
Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
"Quiet! Come on, the show is about to start." That command came from four or five people in the lounge to stop the hum of conversation. Almost thirty people crowded into the room. The entire Circle was gathered in the family room in front of the large TV set. That night was the first airing of the reality TV series entitled 'The Circle.' It was the start of thirteen weeks showing the edited taping from the nearly continuous videography of The Circle for the past six months. The producers...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Millie was truly a beautiful mature woman in every way. She had an aura of beauty around her that wasn’t just physical. She gave off vibes of being loving, friendly, gracious, and agreeable to work with. He knew that if he had the right visual sensitivity, he’d probably be able to see a halo over her head, as well as a beautiful aura. Those vibes carried a spiritual element to them that made him feel deeply connected to her in mind, body, and spirit. Millie was wearing Bermuda shorts and a...
As we landed at the Honolulu airport we were led to a small reception desk with a big cardboard sign showing The Circle emblem. We were registered at the desk, given nice glossy name tags (with The Circle emblem) and then we were told to wait by gate 5 for more people to arrive from other parts of the world. When all have arrived, we would board a special bus to the resort. Together with us on the flight there were Aunt Clare with Uncle Tom and the twins Bella and Cindy. Then there were Aunt...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-FiZoey Foster could control her vaginal muscles like no other woman Dave had encountered. She was milking the last of the cum from Dave’s wilting shaft, drawing it deep inside her body with willful intent. Moreover, Dave felt that she’d been in complete control of her own orgasms except when he had given her The Experience. Simultaneously, Zoey was dragging her erect nipples across his chest, spelling out ‘I love you’ for the third time. She smiled as she added a flourish under the words and...
Dave laughed when he went online and went to the Circle’s website. Erin Steckler maintained the site for everybody in the Circle as part of her service duties. The work blended nicely with her freelance reporting for the Sarasota Herald and a couple of other papers. The password for the site was ‘Circle’ – not creative, not really secure, but easy to remember. The opening page consisted of the near pornographic photographs of about twenty Circle tattoos – each very close to each woman’s...
Bob was shaking his head, “Let me get this straight, they want you and Mike to do a real television commercial for Cialis?” Zoey nodded, “That’s what the man said. He’s with some Madison Avenue ad agency and claimed to have even gotten permission from NBC to talk to us about doing it. Because we’re celebrities we’d get paid a premium. Mike and I agreed we’d split it, if we do it. He needs a new pickup truck, and I need new tires and other work on my car, so this comes at a good time.” “How...
Tammy sat in her living room. The room had grown dark except for the streetlight coming in the windows. Her brain was what she called scrambled. My God, she'd had an unusual day. Her friend Lynn had guessed very accurately Tammy's concerns about sex with The Circle – that she'd suddenly have to do it all at once with everyone. She'd even heard a term, a sexual term, that seemed to fit – gangbang. If she had sex with everyone in the house she'd be a slut ... but all the women at the...
from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
Tatiana purred in the afterglow of their loving with her ‘husband’s’ arms wrapped around her nakedness. This was the divine feeling of love and devotion she’d been unable to imagine a decade earlier. She thought back to her first meeting with her beloved David at a January Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas four years prior. His new company had a booth across the aisle from the booth her Russian company Robo-Russ was using. She had an idea to use his company’s high-density batteries in a...
Derek stood on a mat in the center of the patio. He wore a traditional white gi, with white slippers. Around his waist he wore a black belt tied in a special knot. On the black belt were three embroidered braids, also black, indicating he had achieved the highest dan in at least one of the martial arts he’d been schooled in at the nearby dojo. From time to time, he would flow into a new position of the Tai Chi, the ancient Chinese martial arts discipline with highly prescribed moves. The...
A week later, everyone in The Circle sat in the living room enjoying a cocktail before we had a dinner based on some of the leftovers from the prior week's Graduation Party that had been frozen to preserve them. Bob said, "So what was the fallout from the party? Anyone want to start?" Tracy said, "I got so loved, I could barely stand up for two days. I did my first train – about a dozen guys. It was fabulous, and I think I'll do it again, but no time soon." Ellie laughed, "I was the...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Of the Adventures of John and Holly Part 27: Perfect Circle It was a Saturday afternoon. Holly and I had been out doing the typical couple stuff, shopping, eating lunch, nothing out of the ordinary. As I pulled into the driveway, we both noticed some extra vehicles. We walked in the front door, to a surprise. There was six girls sitting in our living room. Sandy and Stephanie, of course. Sandy, the short latino with large natural breasts, Stephanie the blonde with small tits. But also...
The Circle by Angela J. "Politics" Part 1 All is fair in politics, I thought. Sure it was a nasty thing to do, but I had no choice. Jack Brown was my worst enemy. Not because our political viewpoints were different, but because they were similar. We had similar beliefs and the voters had a hard time choosing between us. The Gubernatorial race was between three individuals, myself, Bob Edwards, and my two opponents Jack Brown and Bill Robinson. Because Jack and I shared...
When Wayne awoke seconds later, Judith already cradled him against her breasts, her hand stroking his hair. A bird chirped somewhere in the distance, the only sound breaking the silence, and Wayne’s first clue that the night was far advanced and dawn would soon break. He looked up, searching for Judith’s eyes, but found that they were focused on a spot beyond him. He followed her gaze to the broken cauldron and the fountain of steam that was still rising from it. It rose only some six feet...
Before anyone suggests a part two, I already did that and then I combined them into this one story. Rosewood Circle I was recently watching a Disney movie about a youth retention camp called ‘Holes.’ There was a passage in that movie that made me think. One kid told the kid digging the hole next him that ‘it shouldn’t be labor to help your neighbor.’ Well I had been helping my neighbors for many years now and it was definitely becoming labor for me. Hell I was getting older too....
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...