Broken Hearts
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‘Everything is okay, baby,’ Heidi whispered to her son, ‘Time to go back to bed.’ She lifted him up into her arms and kissed his head.
‘Where’s Ben?’ Fitz asked, eyeing the strange man as his mother carried him into his room.
‘He went home. Try to go back to sleep sweetheart,’ Heidi laid him back down and pulled up the covers.
‘I’m not tired,’ the little boy protested.
‘Then just lay there and close your eyes, okay? I’ll come in and check on you in a couple of minutes.’
Fitz closed his eyes. Heidi stared down at her son with all the love in her heart. She had ruined everything, if only she had told Jake the truth from the beginning.
‘I’m not sleeping,’ Fitz reminded her when she turned of his light and quietly shut the door behind her.
In the living room, Jake was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. ‘He’s mine,’ he said when he heard her come back into the room. It wasn’t a question.
‘Yes,’ Heidi said weakly.
Jake looked up at her. ‘And who was that guy?’
‘My neighbor, he was babysitting.’
Jake stood up and cautiously approached her. In just a few seconds, a multitude of emotions played across his face, from disbelief, to anger, to pleading. Then abruptly, his face turned stony, not revealing anything of what he was feeling. He looked so calm, that Heidi wasn’t sure if she had imagined what she had just seen on his face.
Jake was staring at her like he had never seen her before, ‘Were you ever going to tell me?’
‘Yes,’ Heidi pleaded, ‘I was going to tell you, I was just scared.’
‘What’s his name?’
‘Fitzroy. Fitzroy James.’
‘Fitzroy,’ Jake tested the name out, and shook his head slightly. ‘When’s his birthday?’
‘March 7.’
Jake paused for a moment. ‘Who—where does he think his father is?’
‘He hasn’t asked about his father yet. I haven’t told him anything.’
Jake sat down on the couch again, staring at the blank screen of the little T.V.
‘We’ll get married.’
‘What?’ Heidi almost fell over with shock. The statement was so abrupt, she hadn’t been expecting anything like that at all. ‘What-what do you mean?’
‘I mean exactly what I say. In three weeks time, no more, we will get married. You and Fitzroy will come to live with me.’
‘B-but, I can’t!’ Heidi protested, mostly out of shock than anything else. You couldn’t just decide to get married, just like that.
‘Why not?’ Jake demanded, ‘I have enough money to take care of you and our son comfortably. He needs a father, and I’ll be damned if I let any other man be that to him.’
He didn’t mention anything about love. He wasn’t even asking her, he was telling her. Heidi wondered if he really meant what he said earlier that night, if he really loved her. With a sinking heart, she knew that if he reassured her of his feelings, and promised to love her and their son, she would gladly throw herself into his arms and marry him in a second. As it was, it was just his pride that was talking, not his heart. He wanted to prove that he owned her.
Heidi shook her head, ‘I can’t.’ Tell me again, she was screaming silently, tell me you love me.
There was a long pause. ‘Heidi,’ Jake said calmly but sternly, ‘I’m getting my son one way or another. You’ve deprived me of the first four years of his life, but you won’t take away the rest from me. Now I’m giving you the chance to come with him, take it or leave it.’
Heidi shook her head desperately, ‘You can’t!’ she almost shouted, horrified, ‘You can’t take my son away from me!’
‘I don’t want to, but I will if I have to, and don’t think that I won’t.’ Heidi was almost in tears again, and Jake added more gently. ‘Do it for our son. You’ll be giving him a good home, with two loving parents–even if they don’t love each other.’
So that was it. He didn’t love her anymore. He wasn’t giving her a choice, really. He knew she couldn’t leave her son, or take a risk of losing him. ‘Yes,’ she answered him quietly. ‘I’ll marry you.’
What normally should have made her ecstatically happy put a deep gulf of worry in the pit of her stomach.
***
Heidi stood nervously by the door. Normal for a bride to be nervous, she thought, but then there wasn’t anything normal about this wedding, really. All it needed was a shotgun, the thought.
Just as Jake had promised, it had been three weeks, and they were getting married. During that time, he had treated her, for the most part, as any fiancé would. He took her and Fitz out places all the time, was polite and courteous. They hadn’t slept together again, hadn’t even kissed, except for the chaste, formal kisses goodbye and hello.
Fitz did seem pleased to have a father figure around, at least. When Heidi had sat him down and told him Jake was his father, it didn’t seem to faze him at all. He took it like a little champ, probably because he was still so young. He seemed a bit wary of Jake, considering what happened the first time he met him, but due to Jake’s careful attention, Fitz warmed up to him pretty quickly. Indeed, Jake seemed fascinated with his son, doting on him at every turn.
‘Time to go, sweetie,’ Jennifer, the wedding planner, opened the door and gently spoke to her. Heidi gave a brave smile and stood up. She didn’t have anyone to walk her down the aisle, but that didn’t really matter. Fran was her only bridesmaid, and was already standing at the front of the church, beaming at Heidi as she walked into the room. She didn’t know anything about the situation, she thought they were the most perfectly happy couple. Everyone else was staring at her, too, but Heidi tried to avoid their faces. Most of them were Jake’s guests anyhow.
Little Fitz was standing up there proudly with his father. Because Heidi had nowhere else to look, she glanced at Jake’s face. He was staring at her, his expression unreadable. She quickly looked away.
For the past three weeks, it hadn’t really hit her that she was actually going to marry him. Not when he took her out and bought her an engagement ring, not when he introduced her to his family.
Finally she was standing beside him, and he grasped her hand. For Heidi, the whole ceremony felt like it took a matter of moments, she just couldn’t seem to keep her mind focused on what was really happening. She was startled when the minister spoke her name, and spat out the perfunctory ‘I do’ when asked for it. Jake slipped the ring onto her finger.
At the reception, Jake made sure that no one could guess that they weren’t the happiest, most in love couple to ever take their vows.
Everyone seemed surprised that they weren’t going on a honeymoon. When Jake asked her about it, Heidi had instantly spoken against it. She didn’t think she would be able to spend all that time alone with him, not when every time they were together, Heidi thought she would burst from the level of stress in the room.
But even without the formal honeymoon, there was still their wedding night, which couldn’t be avoided. Heidi flitted nervously about her new room, avoiding the ominous presence of the king sized bed. She had already checked on Fitz, settled snuggly in his new bed. Jake had gone out of his way to make Fitz’s new room everything a little boy could dream of.
‘Don’t look so scared,’ Jake demanded harshly from where he sat on the bed.
‘I’m not scared,’ Heidi said defensively, but the slight tremor in her voice gave her away.
Jake suddenly stood up from the bed and walked over to her. ‘It doesn’t have to be like this,’ he said gently, wrapping his arms around her waist, ‘You were happy with me, before. I can make you happy again.’ He tugged her gently over to the bed.
Heidi let his stronger body control hers, letting him gently push her back down onto the bed.
‘W-wait,’ Heidi said when he started to kiss her neck.
‘Stop thinking so much,’ he s
aid gently, stroking her hair. ‘Just relax.’
He was being gentle, but still Heidi couldn’t get her anxiety to pass. Her body wanted him to make love to her, but she couldn’t get her head to stop screaming ‘no!’
‘Stop it,’ Heidi said, pushing him away from her and sitting up.
‘I don’t get it, Heidi. What’s changed? You enjoyed this before.’ Jake growled angrily, sitting inches from her. Heidi couldn’t take his close proximity, and stood up.
‘What’s changed?’ she said angrily, ‘You forced me to marry you! That’s what’s changed.’
Jake also popped to his feet. ‘You kept my son from me!’ He accused right back. Then he seemed to calm down, getting himself back under a tenuous control.
‘Can’t we just forgive each other? Start anew?’ He asked gently.
Heidi looked at him, incredulous. ‘Start over again? We can’t just keep pretending like the past never happened. I can’t forget that easily.’
‘So that’s it, is it? You still haven’t forgiven me for what happened four years ago?’
Heidi shook her head in denial. She hadn’t meant that, not at all. Jake took it as a confirmation, though.
‘Heidi—’ his voice was pleading as he took a step toward her. Heidi automatically took as step in back. This seemed to enrage him more than anything else, and he stomped toward her in three long strides.
He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her roughly against his chest. ‘You gave yourself to me.’ His voice was full of accusation. ‘You begged me to make love to you, and you enjoyed it. Don’t pretend like you don’t forgive me. Don’t pretend like you don’t want me.’
He bent his head and angrily started kissing her. Heidi stood pliant in his arms, hating what he was doing, refusing to kiss him back. Jake seemed to sense her passive resistance, and he gentled his kiss. He started coaxing her mouth, his kiss full of passion now, instead of anger. He encouraged her to kiss him back, teasing her lips.
Heidi had to struggle not to respond now, but she managed. She wouldn’t give into him that easily.
Jake pulled his head back, not loosening his grip on her shoulders, though.
‘Are you going to rape me again?’ Heidi’s voice was full of acid.
Jake abruptly released her, stumbling backwards. She knew she had hurt him, but she didn’t care. He kicked the bed as hard as he could, then stomped out of the room.
Heidi listened to him go down to the living room, guessing that he was going to sleep on the couch. She didn’t know why he didn’t just sleep in the guest room, but she didn’t think too much about it.
How had things gone so wrong? She knew it was her fault, Jake had been more than willing to forgive and forget. Why couldn’t she do the same also? Why couldn’t she make love to him?
Because she loved him, and he didn’t love her. Not anymore.
Heidi climbed into the bed that they had once made love in. The night before things had gotten so messed up, when they were still happy together.
Heidi couldn’t fall asleep for the longest time that night. She kept thinking about their marriage. How would she be able to survive it? Things couldn’t go on this way forever, could they? Jake would get tired of her. He would leave her.
***
Heidi woke the next morning, feeling tired. She didn’t feel like she had even gotten any sleep last night, but after laying in bed for a couple of minutes, she realized that she wasn’t going to be able to fall back asleep. Reluctantly, she got out of bed.
She didn’t know what to do, it was like being in a stranger’s house. Should she go downstairs? Should she get dressed first?
Heidi came to the conclusion that she couldn’t face Jake looking without first taking a shower and getting dressed. She quickly did both, and walked downstairs with her hair still wet.
‘Morning mommy,’ Fitz greeted her, clapping his batter-covered hands. He and Jake were obviously making pancakes, and Jake seemed to have no qualms about letting Fitz get into as much mess as possible.
‘We’re making blueberry pancakes.’ Fitz said proudly.
‘That’s great sweety,’ Heidi smiled at her son. She wanted to go over and give him a kiss, but Jake was all too close. She avoided his eyes.
‘Why don’t you have a seat,’ Jake asked Heidi. Heidi nodded and sat down at the kitchen table.
‘Go take these over to mommy,’ Heidi heard Jake tell Fitz, who a moment later arrived by her side with a plate full of blueberry pancakes.
‘These look delicious,’ she told her son, taking the plate from his hands and setting it on the table in front of her. Fitz climbed onto her lap, and reached for a pancake. He started to happily shove pieces of it into his mouth.
Heidi grabbed a couple for herself, drenching them in syrup.
Jake sat down across from her with another batch, which he hungrily started to devour.
‘I promised Fitz that we would all go to the zoo today,’ Jake said casually, looking at her, ‘If that’s okay with you?’
Heidi couldn’t believe how casual he was acting, like nothing had ever happened.
‘Yay, mommy,’ Fitz started bouncing on her lap after being reminded of the special day ahead, ‘The zoo!’ He turned to her and wrapped his little arms around her neck.
Heidi found that she couldn’t really say no, although she didn’t know how she could get through spending the whole day with Jake. At least Fitz would be there as a buffer.
‘That’s fine with me,’ she answered Jake, and Fitz smiled shouted happily and gave her a kiss.
At least Fitz seemed to have adjusted quickly to his new home, only took him a day.
‘I’m gonna get dressed,’ Fitz shouted and ran for his room.
‘Wait for me,’ Heidi said, following her son as he ran up the stair on his little legs. She thought maybe she should stay and help with the dishes, but she didn’t want to be alone with Jake.
Fitz was ecstatic the whole way to the zoo. You would think that kid had never been there before, Heidi thought. She couldn’t get over her son’s endless energy and enthusiasm. She hoped that was something that would never change for him, as well as his ability to adapt.
‘Hurry mommy,’ Fitz grabbed Heidi’s hand and started tugging on it in his impatience to travel the parking lot.
Once Jake had paid the tickets, and they were inside, he turned to Fitz. ‘What do you want to do first?’
‘The monkeys,’ Heidi and Fitz both said at the same time, Fitz’s voice undeniably more excited than Heidi’s.
Heidi turned in the direction she knew well. The monkeys were Fitz’s favorite exhibit, and they inevitably stopped there first and last upon every visit to the zoo.
‘Come on daddy,’ Fitz said, grabbing Jake’s hand. Despite how uncomfortable things were between Jake and her at the moment, Heidi felt her heart give a warm little flutter when Fitz called him ‘daddy.’
Jake seemed to like it, too, because a sappy grin soon came to his face. ‘Okay,’ his voice sounded as eager as Fitz’s, ‘lead the way.’
The whole day was pretty wonderful. Heidi felt like they were a real family. At the end of the day, Jake ended up carrying a sleepy Fitz, the boy’s little head resting on his father’s shoulder. Their identical blond hair mixed together, and Heidi couldn’t stop staring at the two people who meant more to her in the world than anyone else.
‘I’m going to just put him in bed,’ Jake said quietly as he took Fitz out of Heidi’s arms so that she could unbuckle herself and get out of the car.
‘He’s had a long day, sleepy little thing,’ Heidi said affectionately, stroking Fitz’s hair and kissing the top of his head. She disconcertedly found that she wanted to do the same to Jake.
Jake carried the little boy into his room and tucked him in. Heidi was already undressed and in her pajamas when Jake walked into the room. Would he try to sleep with her again? Heidi wondered. Would she let him?
‘I really
enjoyed today,’ Jake finally said.
‘Me too,’ and Heidi found that she was being completely honest.
‘I’m glad,’ Jake said, taking a step closer to her. ‘I’m sorry about what happened last night.’
Heidi didn’t say anything, only stared at him in amazement.
‘I know it was completely my fault. I shouldn’t have tried to push you.’ His voice was full of chagrin. ‘I know now that I can’t take you for granted, you’re still wary of me, and that’s completely understandable.’
He was slowly approaching her as he spoke, as though she were a wild animal that he was afraid might bolt if he moved too fast. He was right in front of her now.
‘Just let me prove to you that I won’t push you. Let me earn your trust back,’ and he hesitantly lifted his hands, gauging her reaction. Heidi was too surprised and confused to move. He was treating her as cautiously as he would a live bomb.
He put his hands on her waist and took a step forward, hugging her unresisting body. When she didn’t try to pull away, he let out a long breath.
‘Let me hold you tonight, okay? Nothing more, I promise.’ He looked down at her face.
Heidi could only manage to nod.
‘Get in bed,’ he told her, pushing her the step it took her to reach the bed. Heidi obediently climbed in under the covers and watched him. He had already taken his shoes off, and now he pulled off his shirt, revealing his lean, muscled chest. He unbuckled his belt and kicked his pants off to join his discarded shirt.
In nothing but his boxers, he climbed into bed beside Heidi. Eagerly he took her and pulled her back into his arms, molding her body into his.
‘Comfortable?’ he asked her.
‘Yes.’ And she was, the most comfortable she thought she had ever been.
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DarksX for sexstories.com "I could ask Mom to let me come live with you after they get married, you know," Ava said while sitting sideways on the oversized couch I had in front of my TV. The young teen girl woke up late, had a bowl of cereal for breakfast, then came to the living room to make me company while she checked her homework for the weekend on her tablet. I sat at the comfy recliner chair to the right side of the large TV room, perpendicular to where she sat, and I watched a...
Edited by Barney R. Messed with by me. All mistakes are on mine. She broke a promise, a date, and my heart. It was the Saturday after Easter it was also our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary party. I am Richard, Rich, Jacobson, 49 and am a very successful inventor, writer, and OTC stock trader. My wife was Susan (Sue) Williams-Jacobson, 46 and was the owner of the most successful real estate company in the West Michigan area. We have two living children, Richard (not junior) 22, and a...
"I keep telling you," Liz said. "You should call him. You should say you're sorry and ask him if you guys can talk." "Can we, like, not talk about this anymore?" Danielle said. "Danielle, school starts tomorrow. We're going to be juniors. You'll have to see him, whether you want to or not." Danielle had been trying not to think about that either. The remaining weeks of summer had been different than she'd predicted when her sophomore year ended. She'd thought she'd get a job,...
"Wait," Jodie said. "You had his phone, and you didn't do anything with it? Like, keep it? Or throw it in a puddle of water?" "It's ... His phone," Elle said. "I'm not gonna do something like that." Jodie gave her a sidelong glance. "Aren't you supposed to be some sort of major bitch or something?" "What's that got to do with anything?" "Oh, nothing, nothing," said Jodie. "It's just that, you were awful kind to him. For a major bitch. Dude, if I'd had his phone, I...
Danielle had the dream again. She was in her apartment, but everything seemed weirdly skewed—the colors were all wrong, tending to the browns and greens of decay, and everything seemed to be in slightly the wrong place. Everyone she saw, she thought she recognized—Nicole, her mom, Liz, Scott O'Connor, even people she hadn't seen in a while: Tom, Shelly Baumgarter, Emma Stanton—but everyone she saw looked slightly wrong—eyes too far apart, nose in the wrong place, skin the wrong color. As...
"You got it?" I kicked myself off the wall when I saw Ransom coming out of the pharmacy. "Two of them, yeah," he smiled. "Maybe you do love me," I smiled back, hooking my arm through his. "Maybe." "Where do we live, boyfriend?" We were walking left and Ransom stopped, pulling me around in a gentle loop. "The other way." "Okay." We hopped a magger, one of the automated trolleys gliding over the big magnetic rails embedded under the streets. They weren't the fastest way to...
Dana was careful when she stepped over the side and onto her private dock. The young guy stumbled as she helped him step over the railing. Only her strong hold kept him from a fall into the water. Dana helped him stumble up the cement walkway running from her small dock to her house. Each step was agony for him. "Come on, now, I know this hurts like hell, but you have to keep going. The doctor is waiting for us and he'll make you all better." It sounded almost as if she was talking to a...
When they pulled up next to Elmo's house, he ran out to meet them. He stopped, his eyes widened and looked at Judge Reynolds in surprise, "Oh dear, Ralph! What are you doing with these disreputable characters?" "Well, Elmo, it seems I have made some strange alliances with unusual people." He chuckled humorlessly, "Though when one's nose is rubbed in it, one has to open his eyes and see what's before him." "Ralph, you have mixed more metaphors in one sentence than I do in a whole...
DISCLAIMER:- The following text is sexually explicit and contains depictions of sexual acts that have been classified by the surgeon general as potentially dangerous and unhealthy. You must be a broad minded adult to read the text, and you must not make this text available to minors or to any person who does not wish to view it. Unprotected sexual relations with unknown partners is hazardous and we urge the use of condoms and safe sex at all times. *** Broken Fantasy (M/F, Intr, Cuck, Voyeur,...
InterracialDISCLAIMER:- The following text is sexually explicit and contains depictions of sexual acts that have been classified by the surgeon general as potentially dangerous and unhealthy. You must be a broad minded adult to read the text, and you must not make this text available to minors or to any person who does not wish to view it. Unprotected sexual relations with unknown partners is hazardous and we urge the use of condoms and safe sex at all times. Broken Fantasy (M/F, Intr, Cuck, Voyeur, Anal,...
InterracialStella Bordon sat a her desk and reviewed the testimony in a divorce proceeding that her client was involved in. "Geesh," she thought to herself, "this guy is lying through his teeth, Edie is right, he is hiding assets some place!" For the next ten minutes she poured over the deposition of Edie's husband, and all at once a light bulb went off in her head, and she spun around in her desk and reached for a law book on the top shelf of her book case. As she stretched up to retrieve it, snap, her...
EroticThis story was previously posted on this site. The text below has been re-edited. *** ‘You’re a heartless bitch,’ he shouted as he stuffed his male parts into the jeans he had just snatched on over his legs. He yanked the fly closed and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. Cramming his arms into the sleeves, he yanked it over his head, dragging it down to cover his torso. ‘They’re right about you. You’re the queen of glaciers.’ He dropped into a chair and pulled his shoes onto his feet without...
A widower is seduced by his teenage daughter. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, exh, 1st, oral, mast, anal, rom)***I guess it was all my fault. My wife walked out on my daughter and me, four years ago. Kasey was only ten at the time. My Ex had found a new life and one day when we got home she was gone. A note that didn’t say enough was on the kitchen table. My daughter took it very hard. Me, I never saw it coming.When my wife first left, our daughter was so upset she got in the habit of climbing into bed...
Author: Slaveboyusa Please send comments to: [email protected] Title: Thief of Hearts Summary: At age 38, Tina Harlot is ready to settle down. But, what you don’t know about her is that she is an international jewel thief. She has stolen priceless diamonds from all over the world. But, she has not captured the most valuable jewel of all, the human heart. Tonight, Tina does her final job. It is 6pm on a December night and Tina Harlot is perched on the roof a Central City bank. There...
Muemen opened his eyes and lay enjoying the familiar and constant roll of the sea. The hazy gray light of early dawn seeped into his dark cabin through the cracks and edges of the door and thin brown curtains of the lone, paneless window. He rolled from his hammock and stretched his stiff muscles, scrounged through his bare pantry for a quick breakfast of blue tubers and a few sardines, and sat himself at his small table before the window. He peeked outside as he ate, the sun had not yet broken...
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Beneath me I could feel her. Her breath such a silk as it caressed my neck, the tender kisses falling from our lips to meet each other’s bodies, our necks. She paid close attention to there, just gently letting her kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then she turned her attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn’t ever end. Our lips parted and she entered me with...
It was not too far from the middle of nowhere. I stood beside the rented truck, arms folded protectively against the wind, eyes searching the landscape for any sign of life. North, south, nothing but pale, dead fields. East, west, only a slim gray road. Both views for as far as the eye could see. ‘Well, Sanvalle is about ten miles west.’ I turned quickly to face the only other soul on this desolate patch of land, and the only person I’d spoken to in over eight hours. ‘Straight down this road,’...
In this segment, Mayor Meg helps Gina, (an innocent girl, accused of sluttiness, who had been framed by an actual slutty bitch) escape from prison. There have been many times in my life, when I found myself dreaming of a world without bitches. Then one night, I woke up from one of those dreams, and had an epiphany. I sat up in bed, and an invisible light bulb, as bright as a helicopter search light went off above my head. ‘What if all the raving bitches could all be contained in one place?’ I...
It's pretty gimmicky sounding, you conclude as you step into the store, immediately bomboarded by an onslaught of business talk, high tech mumbo jumbo, and an almost too good looking saleswoman with words emitting from her mouth like shots off a sling. And yeah, that's true. It is pretty sketchy--the idea, at least. (and they could go with friendlier sales associates...) But being one of a select few to have received an exclusive offer to test one of these babies out for the low low price of...
Marcus Lionheart, a sorcerer from the village of Redwood, was lounging on the ground next to Crystal Lake. He yawned as he thought about all the hardships his party had experienced so far. They had risked their lives (most of them had almost died), fought hoards of monsters, solved masterful traps, and even killed a Lich. And for what? Some mythical item that might not even existed. The idea of even seeing the magic device was enough to cause the young mage to laugh out loud. The device in...
DRAGONHEARTINTRODUCTIONBY IKEMANUnlike many of my stories, this is a stand-alone, single, long chapter story. This is a fantasy story with sex but has large portions that is story-telling. I would appreciate not having it rated negatively simply because of the amount of sex having given this warning ahead of the story. I do hope you will enjoy it as a story, though.This story takes place in a mythical time and place. Mankind is the same as mankind seems to have always been. Mythology, beliefs,...
Redenhart The music throbbed around them. Ray was in a daze. The heavy bass had numbed his senses and unconsciously he moved through the crowd, more a part of the aimless crowd than his own self. Was it the alcohol that had killed his senses or was it the atmosphere of the nightclub. She moved behind like an animal stalking its prey. She knew what she wanted and how to get it. She closed behind Ray weaving her magic; even so nothing about this encounter would be memorable to the...
In this segment, Mayor Meg helps Gina, (an innocent girl, accused of sluttiness, who had been framed by an actual slutty bitch) escape from prison. There have been many times in my life, when I found myself dreaming of a world without bitches. Then one night, I woke up from one of those dreams, and had an epiphany. I sat up in bed, and an invisible light bulb, as bright as a helicopter search light went off above my head. "What if all the raving bitches could all be contained in one place?" I...
LesbianBlackheart by captv8td [email protected] 1 – BedeviledShe leaned out over the edge of the ship and drank in the salt air as the breeze tousled her hair. Her jet black mane flowed and ebbed with the air currents and stray tendrils of her hair whipped at her face. She took in a deep breath. It had been a long day.The Bedeviled was at anchor now. She and her officers had seen to the securing of the ship for the night. Now the duty watch was doing what duty watches do and the rest...
Categories: MC, FF+, modification, reluctant.????????? ****????????? Note_1: The below story contains adult material. Do not continue reading if you are under age 18 or are offended by such material, this is a pure fantasy. All the other characters are pure fiction.Note_2: the story is based on Unseen_Unread picture story that can be found here.Note_3: Darkheart, shockwave and Lady Psy are used with the artist's permission.????????? ****????????? Chapter 1: fun and games.Michelle...
Well it starts off with me going to a "theater" with a friend...a XXX theater. When we arrive there are 4 or 5 other guys in there, but no other women or couples. Most are watching the movie and most were stroking their cocks.My friend, Mark, starts kissing me and slides his hand inside my top. Mark cups my breasts and starts pinching my nipples. I pull my bra and top down for his better access, completely revealing my breasts. I reach over and unzip his pants, and pull his stiffening cock out...
It was the dream that she loved and hated; her greatest fantasy that would never come true. Yunami was stretched out on the bed, naked beneath the sheet pulled up just above her breasts. Her auburn hair was scattered around her head on the sumptuous pillows like a halo. The sheer curtains hanging around the bed allowed her to see the rest of the room but hid her from the eyes of her approaching lover. She watched as Daeghen walked towards the foot of the bed. He was naked, his body sculpted...