Dont Be Afraid
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You had offered to stay later then everyone else to finish up and clean up…everyone was gone and you were working alone…it was dusk and you were tired and wanted to call it a day…
You were working out back when I walked in…the place was hot yet kinda cold, very drab looking, not much to the building yet…walls and a floor a cement floor that was hard and grey…the unit was dimly lit and rather small…just perfect for what I had in mind…
I could hear you outside busy trying to end your day…I got things ready…I laid a comfy blanket down and set lit candles all around, which gave the place an instant smell of strawberries…I set a radio down also and turned it on, softly the place filled with a soft romantic song…I set a basket down and opened it…I pulled out 2 glasses and a chilled bottle of wine…I slowly poured some into each glass and then softly licked my lips…I could hear you getting close to the unit and I slipped off to where you couldn’t see me…
I watched as you walked in, you look around…you said loudly ‘HEY’ as you looked around the small unit…I stepped out from the darkness and walked toward you…you asked me what was going on and why I was here…and what was this all about…
My eyes tell you ‘Don’t say a word’…as I hush you with my soft moist lips. I taste the sweetness of your lips…then take your hand and lead you to the blanket… I watch your face as you look around…taking it all in. I see the candles sparkle in your eyes…a small smile playing on your lips…
I slowly bring my hands to your face…cupping your cheeks gently and kiss you again…this time I take your lower lip and nibble softly…I run my tongue along your lips…prying them open…as I slide my tongue into your mouth…rolling it around with your tongue…softly…slowly…drawing it softly into my mouth…
Your body is sweaty from your days work…and your hands show just how hard you have worked today as do your clothes…and MMmmm your so sexy this way…
My hands move to your shirt..as I begin to remove it…I step back..and look into your eyes I take my time..slowly removing each item you are wearing…and as I remove each piece…my hands roam over that part of your body…softly exploring it…wanting to know your body as a blind man would…feeling each curve…hill…valley…memorizing it with my fingers…burning the feelings deep into my mind…
After I have removed all of your clothes, I hand you a glass of the chilled wine…but before you can drink from it…I dip a fingertip into it…then run that finger along my lips…and lean in to kiss you yet again…softly…my lips lingering against yours…
As we drink the wine, I reach out my hand to you…my eyes pleading with you to come to me…my desire…my want…my need showing in the look in my eyes…they are clouded over with desire…I grasp your hand softly and guide you into me…
As we gaze into each others eyes…drinking each other in…you hold me in your arms, I feel your chest against my breasts…a shiver runs through me…slowly we begin to move to the music playing…MMmmm we begin to dance in the candle light…slowly…
I begin to nuzzle your neck.. I sense you are going to speak…and I silence you with my lips once again…I move my attention back to your neck, I run my tongue along your jawline down the center of your neck I trace every inch of your neck with my tongue softly nibbling, tasting the days sweat from your skin…sucking gently I move my lips to your ear…I run my tongue along the curve of your ear…breathing softly into it…I nibble softly on the lobe…my warm breath caressing your ear. I kiss…nibble…and lick…my way to your other ear…I devour this ear as thoroughly as the first…
I pull away from you slightly…standing there before you…I begin to undress for you…I let my dress fall softly off my shoulders and I step out of it…I reach up and slide the spaghetti strap of my gown over my shoulder…then the other. I run my fingertips along the lace edge of the gown above my breasts..slowly letting it slip down over my breasts…never having removed my eyes from yours…I watch you watching me intently…your eyes glazed over. I remain standing before you…letting your eyes travel over me…we make eye contact and I begin to run my fingers over my neck down to my chest running them between my breasts…I cup each breast in my hands running a finger over each nipple feeling them harden beneath my touch…I take a finger and slowly slide it into my wet mouth and run that finger over one of my nipples then the other…they are so hard now…so sensitive…
My hands begin to slowly travel down my belly as I feel the softness of the silk, I tilt my head back enjoying the feeling beneath my hands, I run them over my hips down the outside of my thighs around and back up the inside of my thighs, I lift the blackness of the silk as I trace the hairline of my now wet pussy with my fingertips running my fingers through it sliding them down further I run a finger along the length of my swollen lips….I maon softly, I take my wet finger, wet with my own juices and run it along my lips and then run my tongue along my lips…I slowly slide my finger into my mouth…tasting myself…
You move to the blanket and sit down on it…I straddle your legs and you touch me…lifting the black silk up exposing my wetness to you…I am standing there in front of you with my pussy in your face…your tongue touches me and I let out a soft intense moan…your tongue is cool from the wine and it feels good against my hotness…
Your hands grab my ass and you pull my pussy into your face…your tongue does what it does best MMmmm, your licking the outside of my pussy…tracing my lips and feeling the smoothness on your tongue…you back your face away from me and look into my eyes as I feel your left hand spread my legs slightly for you…you watch my face as you touch me…my hips begin to move as I feel your fingers exploring every part of my swollen clit…
With both hands you spread me open for your tongue…Mmmm I love the way you lick me…slowly yet firmly…tasting my sweetness drinking me up…Your fingers slide so easily into me…MMmmm your tongue and your fingers the only thing better is your hard cock…
You work your tongue against my clit as your fingers fuck me slowly…I feel it building deep within me…slowly you bring me to the edge…soft moans escape from my lips as you continue your quest to make me cum…MMmm you feel my pussy explode on your tongue and on your fingers…you don’t let up on my clit as you make me cum again and again…
My legs are weak and trembling…you lower me down so I am straddling your cock…it slides into my dripping wet just licked pussy…you lean back with your hands behind you…I lean forward and bring my soft lips to yours….and kiss you passionately…I can feel your cock growing even more deep inside of me…I begin to ride you…up and down ever so slowly…letting your cock go as deep as it can inside of me…
I break from your lips and sit up straight…I look deeply into your eyes as I fuck your cock…you have that sexy smirk on your lips and your soft moans turn me on even more…I tighten my pussy around your thick cock and continue my ride…
You grab my breasts and guide them to your mouth…you lick and suck on my extremely hard nipples…squeezing my breasts together…you bite on my nipples as you feel your cock deep in me…both of us loving the feeling of the moment…
You back away again from me and I begin to ride you faster…you watch my breasts bounce up and down with every stroke I make to your now oh so hard cock…MMmmm I ride you yet even faster…my pussy sliding up and down your slick hard cock…
Your hands grab my ass and you draw me into you closer…our lips meet and we kiss again…this time I can feel your so rea
dy to give me what it is I am begging to have from you…what my pussy is begging to have from your swollen cock…
And with one firm pull of your hands on my ass, I feel your cock explode in me…my pussy tightens around your cock even more and as I begin to dress it up in my sweetness…I can feel your cock pumping it’s hot thick cum deeply into me…your hold on my ass is strong yet I continue to make short strokes to your cock…wanting every drop you have to give to me…
Out of breath…with your softening cock still deeply in me our lips meet again…you grab my hair and your kiss is so erotically passionate, I break from your lips and hold mine ever so close to yours as we share the same breath together…the same erotic breath of the object of our desire for one another…
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The Orion sector, Rito III, 3158 GST (Galactic Standard Time) Reginald Ravensblade, Harpist of Time, sat idly watching the roulette wheel spin as the small gold ball travelled around in the opposite direction waiting to find its home. He was in the Maytag Casino, the largest, most prestigious gaming establishment on Rito III, a pleasure planet known for its gaming establishments. Reg had been on the planet for a week and had just finished his latest quest, another task where time had been...
specton - 2 1/2 minutes minton - 2 1/2 days quant - 2 1/2 years heckson - 2 1/2 miles Toton - 2 1/2 hours Bill - Lion clan King Tomco - Bill’s father King Tobias - Bill’s dead brother Twitty - Grey Tabby clan Glenna - Bengal clan Mikos - Chartreux clan Commander of star cruiser - Wire hair clan General Roth - Leopard clan Theta - Cheetah clan Niaco - Tiger clan Cornelius - one of Bill’s Uncles Conrad - Bill’s other Uncle Assassin group - Jaguar clan The General stepped up to Bill a moment...
This started as a thought experiment, what is the worst possible situation in a ZPAW that is still survivable? Waking up being chewed on, and locked in somewhere you can't get out from are just long and short forms of death. So what if ... The lead character got arrested and didn't make it to jail. Handcuffs are a severe handicap while fighting zombies. Have the cops grab him getting out of the shower ... or better yet, grab her. Marla was intended to be the strong female character who...
Hello there, and thank you for reading this work. I know the inclusion of an afterword is somewhat unusual for online erotic fiction, but I’m quite proud of My Isekai Life in D&D and I am hoping that you’ll indulge me just a little bit. I began writing this series way back in the summer of 2018, inspired mainly by the glut of “isekai” anime that were (and still are) being published in large numbers. For those who don’t know, the term “isekai” is Japanese, used to indicate stories that...
Over the next weeks, Ellen and Richard saw each other regularly, but they found it difficult to get as close as they had been used to. They were never left alone and a sense of frustration built up in both of them. The opening of the ball season should have provided them with an outlet, but at that point they had become slightly irritated with each other. Ellen, in her naïve excitement, had come to enjoy the gossiping and scandal mongering of society, something that Richard did not appreciate...
I hope you enjoyed reading my story about Alice and John, and how a simple helping hand can blossom into a forbidden love with a life altering effect. The day after I started writing this story, I read a newspaper article of a woman getting caught by the police on a parking lot. She was about to have sex with her fourteen year old student and Alice's story might as well have been hers. Though I still firmly believe that a teacher, or an adult in general, has a large responsibility to a...
Join us for further adventures in The Fire And The Storm, Book Two of The Nexus Of Kellaran, available now; wherein it is seen that things are not proceeding as well as they appear to be, and; Mark loses his temper. Feel free to write me at [email protected] about anything, or to be added to my mailing list to be informed when I release new books in the future. Or Connect with me at my website: http://wayneedwardclarke.jigsy.com/ or my FaceBook page. Appendices for Blessings Of A...
Well ... that was fun. I don't know how many other writers here on Storiesonline.net write an afterword for their stories, but this experience has been so weird that I feel like I need to get a lot off my chest. There are so many ideas and techniques and experiences that occur in the writing process that I feel that by the time the story has ended, the reader has only gotten a small fraction of what went into the story. I don't normally write stuff like this. Heck, I don't normally...
I took my charges to a safe place for the night, (a disused motorhome, which I knew where the key was hidden) and we ate our meal, drank our water, used the toilet- "Don't flush it, we will just rinse it down with a little water when everyone is done" I told them. and then it was time to change into the sweats and get ready for bed. I was embarassed, because living all together in Section 20 had removed any vestige of modesty. I tried not to stare at the brief flashes of pale skin or dark...
I was half, not whole, In step with none. Reaching through this world, In need of one. --With You I'm Born Again (Billy Preston & Syreeta) As I mentioned many times, I knew that I was lucky. In the year or so that I had the tickets, my life had changed dramatically, and I truly believe that the tickets had a lot to do with that. After all, there was no reason that Kristen would have ever given me a second look if I never found them. Not only was I living with Kristen and...
(Kaoru is dressing for practice.) Kaoru: Hmm... I wonder if this is a little too loose? Yahiko (bursting in): Hey, what's taking so long? Hurry up, it's already getting dark-- (A scream and a thud.) Kenshin (outside doing laundry): (Kaoru marches out, the trussed-up Yahiko hanging from her shinai.) Kenshin: Oh. Kaoru: Jeez! That little peeping-- Kenshin: I'm sure it was an accident as always. Kaoru: What do you mean, "as always"? Kenshin: Are you going out today? Kaoru:...