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As Sarah awoke, she briefly remembered what it was like before her sentence had been carried out. This was part of the punishment. She was meant to remember, to understand what had been taken from her, and why.
The memories imposed themselves on her conscious mind as vivid as though they dated from only yesterday. She remembered her boyfriend, Miguel, remembered how she’d felt when she’d realised he’d cheated on her. She remembered the white powder, mixed in with his tequila, and how he’d looked so confused and afraid as the chemicals attacked his brain. She remembered how she’d used those last few moments of lucidity to explain what was happening to him, how his brain function was being impaired, how the damage would be permanent. She remembered explaining why, telling him how hurt she’d been, how he deserved what was coming to him.
By the time her explanations were over, he was in considerable pain, and two hours later, when the pain had passed, he’d lacked the intelligence to hate her for what she’d done, or to realise what he’d lost.
He looked completely unchanged on the outside, and she’d taken advantage of that. Stripping him of his intelligence had made him a much better lover. Far less self-conscious, and far less gentle.
Then she’d left him in the motel. After all, he’d checked them in, and the receptionist didn’t even have her name.
She’d never looked back.
These thoughts, remembered so vividly every time she awoke, were the prosecution’s case. They were engraved on her consciousness so that she would forever remember the reason why the rest of her day was not entirely within her control. The rest only kicked in once the memories were done.
She felt the low heat beginning in her loins. Well within her ability to master. They hadn’t taken her self-control. She knew she would be able to function for another hour or so. Enough time to have breakfast and get cleaned up. But the heat would continue to grow. Within minutes it would be an effort to ignore, within the hour it would be impossible. From experience she knew that ninety minutes after she’d awoken, she’d have sex with any person willing to take her, and that nothing else would allow her to reclaim her reason. Then she’d have a period of relative sanity before it started all over again.
The only way to sate the hunger she’d feel would be to have an orgasm. Luckily they’d made that pretty easy for her. In a way though, that was part of the ingenuity of what they’d done. Every orgasm merely reinforced the changes, and ensured their lasting influence. They’d turned her into her own jailor. They’d made her love what she’d been turned into.
Breakfast was a coffee and a croissant, quickly devoured to leave ample time for her to clean up and get ready for her first client.
He was an elegant but young businessman, South American, a regular. They were all regulars at this point. No doubt a pretty young wife or girlfriend at home, looking for an experience or an enthusiasm that she couldn’t provide. A two hour session for this gentleman, and Sarah felt the butterflies in her stomach, just as she always did, the excitement at the coming carnality thrumming through her.
When she saw him, she was smiling happily, her eyes glancing at his crotch and wondering if he’d let her take him in her mouth. She was in the mood for that today, and there’d be plenty of time for some cruder stuff later – she had a client with simpler desires coming for lunch, but Benito, who was presently standing at the threshold of her bedroom, had more sophisticated tastes.
She giggled involuntarily and her brunette curls bounced about her shoulders and over her breasts, completely lost to the role she had been given. The role she had become.
After crippling Miguel, she’d travelled north to Los Angeles, but the couple of thousand dollars she’d saved up didn’t last long. She’d reluctantly taken her first client in a nightclub. A case of mistaken identity, he’d thought she was an escort because of the way she was dressed. She’d been hoping to hook some guy who’d take care of her for a few days, take her back to his hotel room in one of the casinos and keep her for the week, feeding and housing her.
She’d needed the money, or at least some solution to her problem, quickly. The offer had been too good to pass up, and she’d let him take her back to the Atlantic casino, where he had a standard room, but enough cash to pay her the six hundred dollars he’d promised her for the night.
If he’d been a less good lover, she might never have considered the career she’d finally chosen. But he turned out to be the best she’d ever had. After a solid two hours of sex games, he’d held her by the hips as he finished inside her, and she’d been so wonderfully fucked that she hadn’t even cared that he’d not been wearing a condom.
Luck meant she didn’t have to spend the six hundred on an abortion.
She learned to identify the type that paid well, loved sex and treated her decently. A couple of early mistakes had provided her with the necessary lessons in survival. She still had one discreet scar on her right wrist to show for it. Her body had provided the lure necessary to bring in enough cash that within two years she’d had the apartment, the car, the cleaner and two other girls in town to which she could send the clients she didn’t want who paid her significant kickbacks for the referrals.
Life had been good. She’d been thinking about retirement in a couple of years. She never thought about Miguel the retard anymore.
With hindsight, she should have seen it coming. After all, she was supposed to have good instincts for identifying bad clients. It had also been her first female client. What had she been thinking?
The girl, Melissa, had come up to her in a nightclub. Blonde hair, blue eyes, thin because of the sport she practiced rather than the food she didn’t eat. Absolutely gorgeous. She’d known the names of three of her clients and said they’d referred her to Sarah, saying that she was the best. She wanted to know if two girls might get together for some fun.
‘I want to know what it feels like to see you coming as I slide my fingers over your clit. I want to know what if feels like to orgasm with your tongue between my legs.’
In short, Sarah had been seduced by the girl as much as by the enormous amount of cash she’d offered: two thousand dollars for the night.
Sarah had never done another woman, but with her knowledge of how to get herself off, she knew she could please Melissa in every way. She wasn’t really into girls, but didn’t care given the amount of money on offer. Sex had become a way to earn money, she didn’t get much pleasure from it any more. Even orgasms felt almost routine.
They’d gone back to Sarah’s apartment.
‘I’m too horny to think straight – do you mind just doing me once before we get started? I promise I’ll return the favour several times over.’
Sarah didn’t mind at all. She was, after all, on the clock, and she believed in giving the best service possible, which meant pretty much anything the client wanted.
She’d gone slowly, loosening Melissa’s hair, scratching her scalp, caressing her neck and down her sides before bringing her hands around her sides to lift and caress her perfectly proportioned and extremely firm breasts. She unzipped the other girl’s skirt and, kneeling behind her on the bed, caressed up her thighs teasing and raising the temperature.
Melissa seemed to get into it with ease, letting herself go in Sarah’s hands and accepting everything that was done to her, letting her arousal ratchet, even moaning when a well lubricated finger teased around her anus. Melissa was soon lying naked on the bed with her legs apart as Sarah worked her with her tongue. Within half an hour, she squealed and thrashed gently on the bed, before settling down and pulling the other girl into a h
ug, latching onto a nipple with her mouth and gently sucking as she recovered from the orgasm.
Sarah waited for her client to recover, enjoying the gentle sucking on her breast more than she thought she would. Gradually, she felt the pleasure spread outwards and downwards. Her other nipple puckered and she felt gentle shivers in her belly.
Melissa’s hands began to move, ever so gently, around Sarah’s body, exploring and discovering the curves and softness of her skin. It felt like a combination of soothing and arousing, and Sarah felt herself gradually letting go to the sensations, her efforts to stroke Melissa’s hair falling away as the sensations enveloped her like a warm, gently erotic blanket.
As she let go, the movements became slightly firmer, tracing tense muscles on the one hand and caressing newly-discovered erogenous zones on the other. Her limbs relaxed but the sensations built. A hand would flow down her back and caress a buttock before kneading the slightly tense muscle in her thigh, while the other hand could caress the nape of her neck and then rub a thumb gently over her lips. And always that mouth sucking on her nipple, gently and insistently, lighting a slow fire in her loins.
After fifteen minutes, Sarah was lost in the sensations, sighing occasionally as a hand found a new spot to caress. She offered no resistance at all as she was gently encouraged onto her back, the mouth following her impossibly sensitive left breast as she went. On her back, the sensations began to escalate, a hand encircling and caressing her other breast, the combination of softness on one side and wetness on the other lifting her arousal smoothly and inexorably while the other hand caressed over her belly, not yet honouring the unspoken promise to move lower, to more sensitive places.
Floating on a cloud, Sarah was not aware of time passing. Melissa built her arousal with consummate skill, always delivering just enough to keep her immobile, waiting for the next wonderful sensation, but never any more, certainly never enough to give her a sense that a conclusion was approaching. Soon, Sarah had even stopped thinking of orgasm as the destination, and just floated on a cushion of pleasure.
When the mouth moved away from her breast, it was immediately replaced by slick fingers that continued the stimulation, another gasp in an ocean of gentle sighs and quiet moans.
The gentle kiss on her lips indicated the next movement in the symphony, and Sarah arched slightly as the tongue entered her mouth, caressing her lips in time with the fingers on her nipple, the caresses on her other breast. She felt a thigh slide between hers, and she spread her legs slightly without thinking about it.
A hand moved down her tummy towards the juncture of her thighs, and the kiss ended as gently as it had started. Sarah was beginning to breathe deeply, panting as her heart rate rose, an hour of constant arousal washing through her nervous system and her drifting mind. She sucked instinctively on the finger that was placed against her lips, her thoughts a blur of pleasure.
The finger moved down towards a breast, wet with her saliva, moistening the nipple again, and she felt kisses on her belly, moving down, following the hand which had passed her hips and moved teasingly to her parted knees. Now the tongue was moving south, and the hand moving north, caressing the impossibly sensitive skin on an inner thigh. They were destined to meet at her wet and heated core.
Sarah’s hips began to move up and down, anticipating the sensations that were promised by everything she’d felt so far. She was incredibly wet, lifted expertly onto a high-wire of arousal, and only now beginning to realise how incredibly close to orgasm she already was, despite not once having been touched between her legs.
The finger moved up the top of her inner thighs to her sex, and slid into her vagina just as the tongue moved around the hood of her clitoris. Sarah let out a ragged moan and her hands clenched at the sheets, but the finger was moving too slowly, and providing too little friction, and the tongue drove her still upwards, but the lack of direct contact with her clit denied her the orgasm. Her hips moved in slight desperation, but the stimulation remained constant, Melissa holding her at this level of arousal.
Minutes passed.
Sarah didn’t speak, didn’t touch herself, what she was feeling was too perfect and she was terrified of breaking the spell. She lay there and submitted to what was being done to her, and Melissa edged her closer again to her orgasm with a quick flick of her tongue at the tip of her clit, and a slow curling of the finger inside her, drawing from her another desperate gasp, followed by a long, ragged moan.
An hour and a half had passed since Melissa’s orgasm and the moment when that beautiful little mouth had closed around Sarah’s nipple, but Sarah felt as though she’d been floating in pleasure for an eternity.
Sarah was past the point where she had any control over herself at all. Melissa led the dance, with Sarah’s body responding perfectly to every little stimulation.
Suddenly, the tongue disappeared, and the fingers inside her curled with more strength than before, causing a shudder to run through Sarah’s body and some fluid to escape around the hand between her legs. Her eyes flew open, somehow sensing the end approaching, and what she saw was Melissa, naked with one hand down between her legs, kneeling between her parted thighs, and looking straight into her eyes with smile and a look of concentration.
For the first time Sarah became aware of a vague blurring at the periphery of her thoughts, like someone looking at a window, waiting for the curtain to be drawn back. She had never felt this before, but part of her quickly realised what was happening.
Panic spread in the small part of her rational brain that was still operational, but the fingers inside her carried on moving carefully to keep her just short of orgasm. Her arousal was so acute that her fear, and her sudden understanding of what was happening, was insufficient to overcome her body’s desperate need for release, and two fingers moving ever so gently inside her were sufficient to keep the fire of arousal burning and the door to her mind ajar.
‘Sarah Trammond, as part of the Psychiatric Enforcement Division of the Federal Penitentiary Service, I am authorised to carry out Adjustment on your person by virtue of a judgement duly rendered by the Courts of the State of Texas, and on their behalf, for the crime of mental mutilation of Miguel Jorge Figuera.’
She was in a blind panic, her eyes wide and staring as she lay prone, her need for orgasm unabated and her hips helplessly squirming under the Agent’s ministrations.
They were supposed to be urban legends, humans were telepathically shielded by nature, and the fact that you could crack that shielding with orgasm was supposed to be a myth. Everyone tried it when they were in their late teens and twenties, but it never worked. This scene was something drawn from a surreal erotic nightmare, but if that was true, why did she feel so helplessly close to orgasm?
Melissa smiled, as gorgeous carrying out her sentence as she had been when she’d first seduced Sarah in the nightclub, her lips and face damp from Sarah’s fluids.
‘There’s nothing you can do honey, we’re trained for years to do this to people, just lie back and enjoy it.’
Her breathing was coming in hard gasps, the orgasm building inside her despite her fear that it would crack open her mind and allow Melissa to make any adjustment she wanted, or in this case, an adjustment mandated by the court. The myths about Agents suggested that these punishments were often very creative.
‘Puh…. haa… pl…ease? Oh God that’s …. help… please don’t.’
‘I am drawing out these last moments in the execution of your punishment because of the circumstances of Mr. Figuera’s mutilation. You made
him understand what you had done to him before it was complete. He was a witness to his own mental crippling. He is, even in his simple, present state, quite deeply scarred by the experience. It is my job to inflict a similar experience on you, although yours will be far more pleasant physically than his.’
Melissa’s other hand came down on Sarah’s lower belly, just above her mons, and massaged gently, releasing waves of pent-up pleasure that washed over her, causing her to pull back her shoulders. As her breasts moved, she felt their sensitive flesh as their weight shifted, stimulating the nerves in the skin that Melissa had so carefully sensitised.
She came to within a razor’s width of orgasm, but Melissa pulled her back from the brink.
‘I will change you. You will orgasm when and how I will it. The moment of greatest pleasure of your life will determine your fate for the rest of it. You are as helpless to me as Miguel was to you.’
She let long seconds pass, floating Sarah on the brink of orgasm, to allow her a full understanding of her predicament.
Sarah hadn’t even thought of letting go of the sheets, which were still clenched within her fists. Her pelvis humped the hand between her legs, and the only reason she didn’t involuntarily drive herself to orgasm was that Melissa’s hand was moving with her, reducing the stimulation to the gentlest of sensations.
Melissa leaned forwards, keeping the fingers inside Sarah moving, and placing another on her breast, caressing the taut soft flesh.
‘It’s time, Sarah.’
She placed a gentle kiss on Sarah’s mouth, caressing the inside of her lips with her tongue, and then as she drew back, she arched two fingers upwards in Sarah’s pussy, and her thumb rode up the length of her entrance and came into direct contact with the other girl’s clitoris, rubbing gently but firmly, and pulling the trigger on the arousal she had built in the other girl.
Sarah felt the sensations shatter through any hope she had of containing her orgasm. Almost two hours of expert sexual techniques, beyond anything she had ever learned as an escort, had brought her to a state of arousal far beyond what she had previously thought possible. She was hurled over the edge and the orgasm took her like a hurricane.
Pleasure exploded in her body, not so much from her loins, but from everywhere. An all-encompassing orgasm seized her from the tips of her breasts to the ends of her toes. A short sharp sound escaped from her lips and her hips arched violently off the bed.
Her natural mental shield collapsed, and Melissa had many long seconds to exercise her influence over the confused, pliant mind behind it. To Sarah, the invasion felt like the mental equivalent of sex, a wet foreign presence in her most intimate place, leaving behind its seed of change inside her. Her orgasm went on and on, and she felt more and more changes being made, but had no ability to stop them, or understand what they meant, as the pleasure continued to paralyse and occupy her conscious mind.
She collapsed on the bed like a rag doll and Melissa removed her hand from between the other girl’s legs. Despite no longer being stimulated, Sarah continued to contort herself on the bed, as the orgasm rolled on inside her, her hips and legs seeming to have a mind of their own. The pleasure faded only slowly, and her first conscious thought was that even if she was lobotomised, it might actually have been worth it.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Sarah still sitting on the bed between her legs, watching as the mental shields naturally sprang back into place, locking her out of her victim’s mind once more.
‘What… ugh… did you do?’ She managed between orgasmic aftershocks.
‘Oh… you’ll find out.’
Melissa stood up and began putting her clothes back on, lacy underwear first, miniskirt second, and the tight top third.
By the time she was dressed, a very shaky Sarah had managed to make it to her feet, and staggered across the room to push Sarah against the door.
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IncestAuthor’s Note: This is my fifth semi-annual ‘invitational.’ The initial one was based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: ‘El Paso’ ‘El Paso City ‘ and ‘Faleena.’ The third had stories based on the various versions of ‘Maggie May’ or ‘Maggie Mae.’ The fourth invitational was based on any Country & Western song. The current invitational is based on any song written or performed by Merle Haggard. Please watch for and take a...
hithis is kelly 33 172 cms height 120lbs single mature female.i own a beauty spa.one of my regular customer named sasha invited me to aparty. as his husband got a new bussiness project.As u know very well parties r all about good food,wine,wodka and hungry/horny men........As it is a rich people party i was well dress.i worn a nice black welwet gownas it suits me well,sasha introduced her husband robb,,, who was the spotlight.so all the who arrived were enjoying...
The next morning I was up early, blessedly not hungover. After a quick room service breakfast, I packed some essentials and headed off the ship, onto the beautiful island of St. Thomas. Signage for the cruise line excursions was pretty easy to find, and I joined a line of people waiting for “St. John’s Beach and Snorkel.” Once everyone was present and accounted for, we boarded a small ferry boat for the short ride over to the sister island of St. John. The boat’s captain narrated the sites...
I enjoyed my first story submission so much, I thought it right to share another experience. I hope those who read it will enjoy as much as I do writing it.I met Beth when she was assigned to me as an administrative professional in my volunteer position. There was no initial attraction - strictly business. It did not take long, however, to sense the connection. She was as passionate about her task as I was mine. We talked about that occasionally, and looked forward to our joint assignment.The...
Part II The ice cream shop was busy, but Mother and I stood in line as if nothing were unusual. She looked at me closely and brushed a little hair from my face. "You look happy!" she said. I felt wonderful. A mother and daughter standing in line for an ice cream. What a natural feeling. I couldn't understand how she could feel so comfortable about all this 'girl' stuff with me. "I've known for a long time, you know," she looked at me with sympathetic eyes. "I've found your...
There are three of us, best pals since childhood. Credit due, Trish McGovern is the successful one. Froggy flogs used cars at his old man’s Cadillac shop. I’m on the way to the top pier of the advertising industry, but with still some ways to go. But Trish, well Trish defies consumption. She graduated from the Yale Architects’ School, which is rumored, a priori, to be top shelf. Sometimes all lessons aren’t learned in school. In fact, should you live in the Brewster Household, more...
Outside in the hall, Professor McGonagall wasted no time. "I must leave Hogwarts shortly, and I did not have to time wait until you finished class to speak with you. I take it you noticed Hermione was not around this morning?" she asked. "Yes," replied Imogen. "She wasn't at breakfast and she's not in potions." "I can't tell you where she is, Imogen, but -" "Professor," said Imogen in a tone that a slightly annoyed teenager might use with her parents, "I know where Hermione...
Hello to all main sagar odisha bhubaneswar ka rehenewala hun. Main ek good looking ladka hun mera height 6” feet hai aur lund ka size 7″ hai age 24 hai. Aur meri cousin sister abhi sadi karchuki hai air uski age 26 hai aour apne huby ke sath maze maini to chudai story pe ate hain. Ya baat many saal purani hai jub main sayad 18 aur meri sis 19 thi tabaki. Main uss time pa sex ke bare main jyada nehini janta tha lekin mustabretion karta tha ok jyada bore nehini karta to baat us din ki hai jub...
On her return to Coddington, it took Brenda several days to regain her focus, both in the classroom and on the court. She was distracted by the events of the past summer and the need to make up her mind if she really did love Pete and would happily marry him. Easier said than done, she thought. She had a long fall and winter to endure without him and it would truly be a test of her resolve. She swore that she would not allow herself to be distracted by another man. Pete phoned her at the...
This is a story written jointly by myself and my pal, Mazza. We’ve had a forum thread, Curlygirly and Mazza’s Big Sandwich, running for quite a while now on Lush and we thought that it might be fun to write about how things might go, if we could actually make it happen. We hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it! Curligirly picked up her ridiculous bubble-gum flavoured coffee from the kitchen counter and took a long swig, almost dropping the phone, which was cradled in the...
AFTER MANY WEEKS OF LISTENING TO GILLS LUNCH HOUR RENDITIONS OF HIS GREAT GLORY HOLE SUCKOFFS AT THE CITYS ONE AND ONLY ADULT BOOKSTORE, I HAD CAREFULLY MADE UP MY MIND TO DISCOVER THAT VERY PLACE FOR MYSELF! YES ALTHOUGH COMPLETELY STRAIGHT ALL OF MY 28 YEARS, I HAD MORE THAN ONCE JERKED MYSELF OFF TO SEXUAL FANTASIES INVOLVING OTHER MAN! WHEN EVERY NEW NOON HOUR ARRIVED AT THE CONSTUCTION SITE WE ALL WORKED AT TOGETHER, I WAS ONE OF MAYBE NINE OR TEN CARPENTERS WHO SHARED THOSE TWO LUNCH...
I always wondered what my neighbor would be like if her husband wasn't around and I finally found out ! I was just sitting on my patio on a hot summer day when I heard the neighbors come out the door of their apartment next door to sit on their patio and I could tell by the conversation that they didn't realize I was sitting within earshot and could hear every word that was said. I had loved the awesome busty body of the wife from the first time I saw her sunbathing a few years ago but we have...
Hi. I am Rakesh, 27yrs, working electric company in Barmer, 5’7″ and having a good looking personality. I am going to tell u my story which happened with me last summer. As I am 5’7″ and having good physique, all the ladies who see me got impressed with me. I was living in a house on rent. There were only two rooms one was given to me and other was given to new kirayedar. They were husband wife and one 3-4 years baby. Bhabhi was not pathaka but some 36-32-38. Dekhne me colour saf tha. I...
I have been married for three years now. At the time of marriage I was totally ignorant of all sex acts. Though I was considered to be quite beautiful, no boys had even touched me. No one had seen any of my parts uncovered. The farthest any boy could ever go was touch my fingers! In fact I was under impression that women get pregnant when a man kisses a girl! After marriage on my first night, when my husband touched my breasts, I got a terrible shock. I reprimanded him and told him to only talk...
"I have the numbers for you Master." Pedro was sitting in the factory office on the main floor of the residence, looking over a number of ledgers when Omar had entered the room and spoke to him. The old man was holding another ledger in his hands, waiting patiently for Pedro to recognize him. Pedro smiled in acknowledgement a few seconds later. As he did he sat back in his tall, hard backed chair and closed the ledgers that he had been perusing. "You might as well show it to me," Pedro...
I was watching my friend and his band play some terrible rock n' roll when she walked down the stairs into the basement. She was around 5'3, brunette, and weighed around 110 pounds. I normally preferred women with curbs, but the combination of the way she walked in her blue high heels and her short blue dress caught my eye. Her name was Payton and she was my friend's sister. I could not figure out for the life of me how she was related to my friend Ben. Ben was a dirty long haired mess, but...
First TimeI'm normally an upstanding professional guy in his mid-40's. House, kids, beautiful wife, member of the rotary club....all of the normal trappings. But I've got a side that every now and then goes wild. Mostly when I have meetings with a client located down on South Broadway. His office is right down the street from Miss Kitty's Porn Palace - a huge place with one of the few remaining open porn theaters in the country.I went in once out of curiosity and what I saw changed me forever. Now,...
ExhibitionismAnother story featuring the antagonist from my earlier story, "A Friendly Game of Pool". This story has taken a while to put together, and I'm still not sure if it really is finished. I'd like to continue the story in the future. Please let me know what you think with a comment. There are going to be some editing/grammar mistakes, I know. This is the fourth version of the story, so I think it's the most concise. "I Bet" by...
‘Man, this is some shit! There are allegations of all sorts here. Harassment, bribery, excessive use of force, and so much more it makes me sick. Who is this Michael Tempton and why on earth wasn’t this investigated before? I mean, there are complaints here from more than three years ago.’ Brian wondered. ‘That’s the thing, someone might have been covering for him. According to this, he is even accused of conspiracy to commit murder,’ Damien interjected, showing Brian the name on a page of...
It’s only the first weekend of spring and today it is ungodly hot outside. I have all the windows open. A light breeze flows through the house and relief covers my body. That breeze is the only relief thats drifted through this house since about 9am this morning. It’s so hot I don’t hear kids playing around outside and it’s only 11:30. I’m sprawled out on my bed with nothing on. Peter, my boyfriend, will be coming over in a little bit to fix my A.C. I thought I could go without one for a...
Hailey was relaxing on Phil’s lap, her head rested on his shoulder when Tiffany knocked and entered the room a second later. “Oops, sorry,” she said. “I guess I’m going to have to get used to waiting for an invitation.” “Or we’re going to have to learn to lock the door if we’re busy,” Hailey retorted. “Don’t worry, you’re always welcome.” “Good,” she said. “That looks like a comfortable perch.” “You have no idea,” Hailey replied with a smile. Tiffany came over and took a seat on Hailey’s...
Step-siblings can be super annoying. My stepsister Ailee Ann is no exception. We are always fighting & bickering & going at it. My dad tries to keep the peace before he heads out that day, but as soon as he leaves she starts bugging me again. I’m (Berry McKockiner) trying to be the bigger person so I leave to my bedroom to avoid any issues, but she follows me in there. She goes from annoying to weird in no time flat. She starts rubbing my leg and saying she won’t tell our...
xmoviesforyouSallie Mae Rollins stared at the calendar and chewed on a fingernail that was already painfully short. Seven weeks remained before Christmas. Seven short weeks was all she had to find enough money to buy presents for her son. The eight-year old reminded her each night that he was the only one in his class who didn’t have video games. ‘Mama, I wish you could see Bobby. He has your eyes,’ the slim brunette whispered into the empty room. Ruth Woods was one of the few people who stood by Sallie...
Their visitors left as the sun was setting. There was a just a faint glimmer in the sky when Eddie and Sarah finally were alone for the first time. Eddie was sitting on a log next to the barbeque, and Sarah came over and sat on his lap. Sarah leaned against him and sighed with pleasure. After a minute or two of comfortable silence, Eddie nudged her head up, and for the first time in her life, Sarah kissed a man. They were interrupted by a cough behind them. Eddie looked up to see his parents...
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Wednesday evening the Higgins family sat around the dining room table. Bex moved her hands with animation as she told a story about computer class. She’d pause, every once in a while, to smile at Sam or give him a wink. Her knowing, blue-eyes twinkled. Her smile radiated throughout the room. Sam smiled back. The rock had outdone itself. He hadn’t thought his relationship with Bex would ever be this good. Joyce narrowed her eyes and looked from one of her children to the other. When there was...
Hey foxy girls… This here for the first time ever is the great woman pleaser nikhil. I am a 30 yr old man married for only an year. Even though I give my wife my very best I don’t get satisfied the same way. I thought writing these stories will relieve of some of my lust. This is my first story here and hope I write to please. Men take out dicks ready to jerk and girls pull down your panties because here cumzzzz … This is the story of when I lost my virginity. I am an IT professional for the...
Many years ago I was invited to participate in an Open Tournament in the USA. People from all over the world were invited, and I was really looking forward to it! Because this was a chance to see more of the country, I decided to arrive earlier and leave later.In those days, money was a real issue with me, and I had to look for a flight I could afford. By far the cheapest way was to fly there ten days before the start of the tournament and back a week after it. I called the head of the...