The Wakefield Cases The Licentious Life Of Mr Lacey Part 1
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My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs, I was sure my chest would burst. I heard nothing but the sound of my feet making contact with the pavement as I ran through the streets. My belt was still not fastened, and I held my trousers up with my hands. The image of Andre Lacey’s twisted body haunted me. Now I had really messed up.
My shirt was soaked in blood, but I had no time to stop and check how deep the wound was. I didn’t know if they were chasing me, but I was a dead man either way. I was sure of it. What on earth had happened? Why did William Lacey want me dead? I was sure it had something to do with my father.
I embraced the small woman in front of me. She was wet and shivering. One of her hands grabbed my shoulder and we stood there holding on to each other in the rain. She was holding something between us which I was pressed uncomfortably against. Her hair clung to her head, heavy from the water. My face and hands were freezing cold and every raindrop hit me like an icy bullet. I opened my eyes and looked out over the empty street. In the light of the street lanterns you could see the water...
I had phoned the police, and they had arrived faster than I had expected. I sat in the kitchen of Miss Johnson’s flat at a small coffee table and stared at the tablecloth. Opposite me sat Alice who was as silent as the grave. I looked up to find her looking at me, but she then quickly looked away. We had already given our statements and I could heard the police officers walking about in the living room. ‘Look..’ I began but was interrupted as a tall, wide man came into the room and called my...
“Miss Kite?” I inquired as I opened the door. She smiled at me. Alice looked as lovely as the faithful day I met her. She no longer wore a maids cap. Instead she wore her hair up and wavy like it was the fashion. I could not see what she wore under her olive green coat, but admittedly I was curious. “May I take your coat, Miss?” It was all quite silly really. I had only just gotten to the office myself, and I realized that I had absolutely no idea where the coat hangers were – if the were any!
It’s rather surprising how much a mattress can cost. Well, to be fair I didn’t want just any old moldy thing. After all, this was for Alice. I went to a couple of murky shops and eventually found something I could afford, but which didn’t look like you could get cholera from it. The mattress was rather thin but this only meant I could roll it up and carry it more easily. I got a blanket as well after some discussion. The sun was setting when I strolled down the street towards my office. I got...
THE MASKED LADY OF WAKEFIELD HALL By Sylvia Who? It was in March 1774 that the rural district of Wakefield in the County of Leicestershire had its first experience of robbery on the King's highway, following the sudden appearance of a mysterious woman, dubbed by the local populace 'The Masked Lady', who was considered either a legend - or to some people a scourge - until she melted away once more into the shadows just as suddenly, never to be seen or...
In their unlikely relationship everything that had gone on between Toby and Rina happened at Rina’s house. Over that time she and Toby’s mother had become good friends but he and Rina always kept their relationship closely guarded. After their unbridled time in bed during their first get- together in the Baltimore apartment the evening was to be capped off with dinner at Rina’s favorite restaurant, Haussner’s. Haussners, founded in 1926 became one of Baltimore’s most famous landmarks over a...
The summer of 1954 presented me with the most preposterous sexual adventure that any teenager—any man of any age for that matter—could hope to experience. Sometimes I pinched myself to remind myself that I was awake I’ve never told anyone about my involvement with Kathy and Rosie, not even my closest friends. They were two girls who were a slice of my “coming of age” which was a lot more than most boys going through puberty ever experienced. My involvement with Kathy and then Rosie could be...
Thirty-two people signed their pictures in my Armstrong High School yearbook, the most repeated comment being “Keep your winning ways and you’ll always succeed.” Mary Lou Devlin wrote: “You mean so much to me. You have taught me so much! I hope you succeed in Baltimore. I wish you weren’t going so far away!!!” I never had enough time for a steady girl but had two stalkers, Mary Lou Devlin, and Becky Baldridge. Becky was a pest. But had it not been for my commitments at ST. Bart’s and to Rina...
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On “Diocese Game” day I was at the Convent at 9:00. We were only thirteen miles from Cleveland so the St. Bart’s bus would be leaving at 11:00. The game would start at 1:00. It would be a double header which happened a lot back then. No sooner had I come into the kitchen when Sister Agnes said, “Mother Superior told me she wanted to see you in her office as soon as you came in.” When I came into Mother’s office, she told me to sit down then said, “I’ve mentioned it to Mary Cecile this...
We kept our distance until we went inside the back door of the convent. When the door closed behind us Mary Cecile eagerly took my hand and led me back to her room. She closed the door then turned and raised her face to mine and said, “I have never kissed a man before.” My immediate thought was, A Man? I’m not even fifteen yet. “Have you kissed any girls?” I admitted to her that I had kissed Sister Natalie several times and I had kissed Kathy Warren, my neighbor. With Cassie (Sister Natalie)...
The summer of 1953 presented me with the most preposterous sexual adventures that any teenager—any man of any age for that matter—could hope to experience. Sometimes while it was happening, I had to pinch myself to remind me that I was awake Kathy and Rosie were two girls who were a slice of my “coming of age” which was probably a lot more than most boys going through puberty ever experienced. My involvement with Kathy and then Rosie could be claimed by many young boys who have gone through...
Rina still had my erect penis in her hand and appeared to have been studying it. I could only see the back of her head but felt her breath wafting on my knob. It was not something to which I was unaccustomed. In my experience with the nuns, there was usually not much scrutiny of what was protruding from my fly. Rather, the person bending over was either on her knees or was quickly putting it into her mouth. But Sister Natalie often studied it. As I heard, “It’s SOH beautiful Toby,” the blast...
As I followed the classy-looking widow from her bedroom through the hallway Rina’s husband’s silk kimono was giving me a sensuous massage. It was the most elegant garment I had ever worn. As a post-pubescent male, I was no longer mystified at how often my erections buttonholed me throughout the day. Entranced by the voluptuous swaying of Rina’s hips I almost laughed aloud when I realized how my fickle member was once again swinging heavily like a pendulum between my legs. Just the thought of...
Rina lay naked on the bed she had never shared with her husband. It was part of the modern furniture they had bought for their new home in Burling Hills, Ohio. Sergei died in a traffic accident six months before they moved in. She had gone through her grieving period and had recently realized she wanted to feel like a desired woman again. She was edgy about getting back into the dating scene again and was working through the discomfort of finding a candidate with whom to go to bed. Having...
As I walked home at 1:43 a.m. I was right about the starched uniform. The stiff fabric of my black and white checked pants played hell with the chafed head of my dick. But rather than wince and trouble me with the irritation of my parts I was fascinated enough at how it had come about, chuckling, and shaking my head every hundred feet or so. I finally realized what it might have meant when Sister Natalie and Rina Strelnicov had said to me throughout our relationships about me being...
At five o’clock Monday morning Toby was pounding on the door to Sig’s Diner. He knew Sam would be there to open for breakfast. When she saw the anxious look on his face through the door, she opened it and said, “What can be such a problem for you to come here so early Toby?” She didn’t add, “You’re not due ‘til Wednesday after school.” Out of breath from walking so fast, he said, “I, I didn’t expect what happened last night Sam. It caught me by surprise.” “You’re alright with it though...
Lacey was dressed in very revealing pajama shorts and a tank top with her hair up. Allison caught a glimpse of the symbol from the card on Lacey’s right butt cheek. “What?!?” She thought to herself. “Restroom?” Allison asked, Lacey gave here directions “down the hall and on the left”. Allison made her way to the restroom wrapped in the blanket, carrying her clothes and cell phone. On her way there she noticed many doors, most that were closed. The thought of another person opening one of...
Silk and Lacey By Cindy Renee' Anderson [email protected] I had gone through quite a dry spell in my love life. I was 32 years old and it had been over a year since I had had any sexual relations with a woman. My last girlfriend and the previous before her had left a sour taste in my appetite for the quest for the perfect woman. I had a decent job for the area but worked long hours and evenings. This is perhaps why they had both been selfish gold diggers...
This time, Allison had awoken before Lacey who was laying behind her, still holding her. The stuffed shark was still in Allison’s grip, the fluffy blankets and pillows offering extra comfort to an otherwise awkward awakening. Lacey woke up as Allison began to move “Hey there, sleepy head” Lacey moaned as she sat up. Part of Allison wanted to grab her clothes, which were again neatly folded this time sitting on the chair; and run. The other part was enamored. Lacey, now sitting up, put an...
Robert saw how the stranger's eyes could not decide whether to fixate on his daughter Lacey's 18 year old little butt or her pointy B-cup titties. Lacey had just emerged from the house into the Saturday afternoon sunshine, preparing to go for a short jog. She had painted-on white thin running shorts and a soft pink cotton t-shirt that was a couple of years old, not hiding the bumps of her nipples. As Lacey arched her back brushing out her long dangling blonde hair, the guy who'd come to buy...
So, here we are. Mom is riding me, cowgirl style. She just had an orgasm and had got a little noisy. Lacey must have come into the house, looking for me, because we heard her calling my name. How much did she hear? What is she thinking? I am still balls deep in my mother. Now what do I do? My mind is racing through the options, but they are very few. Should I act like I am not home? No, I love Lacey and cannot deceive her. It would never work anyway. "Just a minute" I call out as mom...
The next morning after our lunch with Lacey, I called Rob’s parents and asked them if our children could come over and spend Friday night with them as we had plans that had just come up. Of course they were happy to have the grand kids over, so after talking with them I called and made reservations at a five star restaurant at the Four Seasons Hotel downtown and also booked a room in the hotel for us for Friday night. Then I called Lacey and let her know the restaurant and that our reservations...
BisexualAs I approached the house, I was surprised to see a light on. It was late and mother goes to bed early. Of course she knew I would be late, and so left a light on for me. I walked with a spring in my step and whistled a tune as I walked. It felt as though I was walking on a cushion of air, maybe a foot or so off the ground. Lacey and I had done it! She was a woman now. I am sure that we will still do a lot of other things to bring pleasure to each other, but full on sex was now open to us. I...
She made her way to the backyard where she found everyone seeming to be hanging out in and by the pool. Lacey explained to her that the morning after a party, they take some time to just hang out and relax. Lexi wanted to stay but Lacey insisted that school, work, and her real life were more important than this; she would be back if interested. Lacey and Lexi spoke while Lexi was getting ready to leave. Lacey: “I want to remind you of a few things before you leave. First, remember that you...
As we sat at the dinner table, mom looked at me over her famous chicken pastry, or what was left of it. "I was proud of the Level of maturity you displayed today and how you handled the incident with Lacey. It could have turned out badly. Finding out that we are having sex could have wrecked your relationship with her and she could have made a lot of trouble if she let it be known to others that I am having sex with you. I have tried to teach you to be honest and today you see first hand...
Lacey had stopped when Allison said ‘Red’, and she hadn’t gotten upset. Allison smiled a genuine smile. The clothes she wore the night before hadn’t been touched, still strewn around from her haste to get changed. Her bag with extra clothes on the chair where she left it next to her purse. She had packed a swimsuit this time, unsure of what to expect from the day, which she had free. Allison got dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, then exited the room, unsure of where anyone else...
This story is about my best girl friend Lacey and starts about seven years ago just after we first met. We are best friends and lovers, she is married to my friend Ferguson and they are members of our swingers group. My husband Rob and I get together with them at least every month. But I am getting ahead of myself! Let me start from the beginning. I met Lacey when she came for an interview for a position at our company and I was part of the interview team. When we met, I felt an instant...
BisexualShe was prettier than she gave herself credit for and she didn’t notice the guys that liked her; probably because she was too busy daydreaming and being ignored by the guys she was attracted to. Her hair was light brown and typically pulled into a low pony tail which lay along the back of her neck, contrasting softly against her pale skin. She owned some makeup, but was too afraid to use it. The thought of others laughing and snickering at her had crossed her mind more times than she could...
I probably never would have found out if it wasn't for me doing something that I had never done before. I came up out of the basement and went to the laundry room carrying several sets of dirty coveralls. Earlier in the week my wife Lacey had made the comment that I couldn't seem to do anything for myself and I'd be helpless without her being around to take care of me. It stung me. I thought that I was carrying my weight around the house. I maintained both cars, did all the lawn work, and...
Lacey's Wedding Daybyrockandroller©My daughter Lacey and her fiancé had chosen a stunning mountain chalet for their wedding. The building was at the top of a hill, with a spectacular view of the valley below. Out front there was a large lawn, where the ceremony was to be held. Inside, there was a big room which was set up for the upcoming reception with formal dining tables, flowers galore, a small stage and dance floor, and a large wooden staircase for the happy couple to descend. It cost me a...
My daughter Lacey and her fiancé had chosen a stunning mountain chalet for their wedding. The building was at the top of a hill, with a spectacular view of the valley below. Out front there was a large lawn, where the ceremony was to be held. Inside, there was a big room which was set up for the upcoming reception with formal dining tables, flowers galore, a small stage and dance floor, and a large wooden staircase for the happy couple to descend. It cost me a fortune, but it was worth it. It...
Incest"Hey Daddy -- I'm gonna just go up and fuck on the computer for a while, okay?"My father, whom I still call "Daddy" but whom everyone else calls Robert, looked embroiled in a pile of spreadsheets and thick contract papers on the kitchen table. He usually brings work home from the office, so that he and I can have dinner together and, you know, spend our quality time together and stuff. Now usually he doesn't get to his work until well after dinner, because he and I usually can't stop from...
She laid on the bed for a while, holding the shark, trying to process everything she had been exposed to. She thought about the interactions she had with each of the people in the house, knowing that they were all about to have sex. She thought about her interactions with Lacey specifically, the thoughts lingered as she drifted into a nap. Knocking on the door startled her awake. It was Scarlette, who was showing off shimmery blue nails. “Lacey would like you to wear this bikini under this...
Dad sat in his office, enjoying his latest treasure. It seemed like every time he and mom left home, there was something interesting happening on their patio. Not that he was complaining. The hot tub action starring Lacey and her friend Tiffany was great. Tiffany needs to trim that dark bush of hers, though. But it was good enough that he had rubbed one out, even before he got to the end of the clip. He had a good start on his own private homegrown porn collection. At Ricky's house, he and...
This is my 1st (and probably last) attempt at writing a story.It was the day before Lacey's 18th Birthday. She was planning something special to celebrate only she couldn't tell the family. She phoned her cousin Steve who was 28 and casually asked if he was coming to her party. Wouldn't miss it for the world k**do he said. k**do she thought did he think of her still as a little k**? She hoped not otherwise her plan might fail.The day of the party arrived and everyone came and enjoyed...
Chapter 6: Ricky helps his mother The time passed slowly for Ricky while Lacey was gone to California. He was very lonely and now knew that Lacey was so much more than his best friend. He also found himself to be sexually frustrated. Sure, he knew how to beat off and did so almost daily. But it was not the same without Lacey. He discovered that he really loved Lacey, deeply, as more than a childhood friend. Another reason for his loneliness was the fact that he was an only child. He had...
Does the thought of fucking grannies give you a raging hard-on? Listen, bro, I’m not going to judge you, so you don’t need to be shy. Hell, sometimes there is nothing better than plowing the absolute fuck out of an aged pussy. They know how to suck and ride a dick, too, i.e., if they are not already handicapped with bad hips, knees, and all those excuses they use for not wanting to get some dick.But I guaran-damn-tee you that you have never fucked a GILF like Lacey Starr. Have you even had sex...
Premium Granny Porn SitesLacey is a friend of mine, a very good friend. Actually, I wanted her to be more but she always avoided the subject. Right now, she was being a big pain in the ass. I had a rush job getting the data off a dead hard drive and suddenly she wanted to talk about us. When I told her I was busy, she stomped out the door of my small shop and slammed it hard. I jumped at the sound and damned near dropped the hard drive. As it was, I cut my finger on a sharp edge of the case. I sucked on the bloody...
Ricky and his mom had just finished clearing out the kitchen after supper. They were settled comfortably on the couch with the Sexual Health book on mom's lap, not yet opened. They were chit chatting about the upcoming school year and what classes Ricky wanted to take. Soon they would continue their lessons on sex - and then what? Ricky and his mother had their first love making session and there were indications that there would be more to come. Ricky was a bright boy, but he attributed...
Ricky skipped Ms Gilbert's civics class so that he could get home and make preparation for Tiffany. He found that he was nervous for what he was about to do and also anxious to make the afternoon special for her. He went into his house, flicking on the porch light on the way in. This was the agreed upon sign that mom suggested we use to let her know that we needed privacy. He put some wine on ice and set out two goblets. His room needed just a bit of straightening to make it presentable for...
Lacey had grown up in a time of great prejudice where the black man had less rights than he should have had and he had experienced this injustice directly in his life so when he had the opportunity to fuck a white boy he happily did it I just happened to be the fortunate white boy he fucked to recap I had just broken up with my first wife she had found someone else to love another woman as it turned out I would have been okay with a lover on the side and I was for a long while heck I even...
Upstairs in his office, Lacey's dad reviewed the history of his new security camera. There were few break-ins out in the country where we live, but there were rumors about a neighbor who was missing some jewelry and that freaked out Lacey's mom. So dad installed a surveillance camera, looking down on the patio at the back of the house. He put it there for two reasons. First, was because the back sliding glass doors are the most vulnerable. Second, he knew that Allen's girlfriend, Amber,...
"I can't believe that worked!" Lacey laughed as she threw herself on her bed. Stacy just grinned. "I told you it would." Lacey looked at Stacy and smirked. "Didn't you have a crush on Peter?" Stacy felt her cheeks redden. "I used to, but I think he's playing for the other team now," she said with smile. "Just promise you won't use any magic on me," Lacey said half kidding. "It's kind of scary that no one but us remembers who Pam used to be." Stacy nodded her head in agreement....
Lacey had always been cautious when playing online as her sissy self, and had only ever met a handful of men. Sucking a few cocks over the years, and her cherry was popped, but none of it was very remarkable. She wanted more, as strong fantasies grew over the last few years, years without any cock to service. She was about ready to burst. After spending time away from it all, she signed back up to a few websites where she knew she could have some fun, and began again. After a couple weeks of...
We were a week and a half into our trip to visit uncle Steve, and I was already dreading having to leave. I had 10 more days left to try and get some more alone time with him. I was so horny all the time, and he knew it. The thought of him touching me got me super hot. I spent every night masturbating to the thought of him. I wished we could replay that day when he played with my pussy, and made me cum. The thought of him touching my little clit and pussy, made me ache with urges I have never...
Chapter 4: Lacey’s adventures with Uncle Steve It was the middle of summer vacation, and I had been having some pretty exciting encounters, sexually exploring with my classmate Ricky. We started getting pretty hot and heavy: looking at porn, my first kiss, first time giving a hand job, first blow job, first oral orgasm of my own, and very nearly losing my virginity. I was excited to see what the rest of summer had in store, then my parents dropped a bomb. We were going on a road trip across...
Chapter 7: Lacey back home has a run-in with her brother Lacey and her parents arrived back home from visiting uncle Steve in California. She could never tell Ricky about what she and her uncle had been up to. He was so much older than she, plus he was her uncle, for heaven's sake! It might creep him out. But one part of her was dying to talk about her exciting sexual experiences with Ricky. He was very special to her and another part of her could not imagine keeping secrets like this from...
"Ohhhh ... oh fuck" Becky groaned, as Lacey used her talented tongue and lips on her student's very wet pussy channel. Becky was sitting naked on her teacher's couch with her hands grasping behind her knees holding her legs apart for Lacey. Lacey was equally naked, kneeling on the floor with her face plastered against Becky's bald pussy mound and lips. Me ... I had slipped inside of Becky's body (using my 'out of body' powers) before she entered the office. I was thoroughly enjoying...
HOW I BECAME LACEY'S GIRL! It began when I was 24 and I had just broken up with my wife and I went to stay with my friend Gary who was a black guy that I used to work with he was a great guy and felt sorry for me! Things had kind of went to shit pretty quickly for me! I totalled my car and then couldn't get to work so I was screwed my marriage was done anyway so I just split! I wound up sharing a room in his basement with another homeless guy named Lacey an older black dude with a serious...
Looking up at the clock I saw that I had little more than one minute to go. I had learned early at St. Bart’s that when I lingered and was late, I got a harsh scolding from Mother Superior who was obsessive about time. Walking slowly back to the wing with the cells I went to the last one and knocked on the closed door. “Come in Toby,” wafted through the door. Opening the door, I was shy and tentative. The room was tiny and dimly lit. Blinking to clear my eyes I opened them wider. Mother...
The world remembers Saturday, November 1st, 1952, as the day the United States detonated the first thermonuclear bomb on Eniwetok atoll in the Pacific Ocean. But in Burling Village on that day the explosions I remember are the personal ones that would change my life forever. At the age of seventy-six few days go by when I don’t think of Sister Natalie. Having lost my virginity that day to Sister Natalie Callan, 40-year-old Mother Superior of St. Bartholomew’s Convent I have forever revered...
All through the seventh grade, I could hardly concentrate on my schoolwork. I thought a lot about Ray’s sister Kathy, with his boner stuck up against her thing (by then we heard the older boys referring to it as a pussy and sometimes a cunt). I was wishing I could put my pecker there and shoot on her as Ray did. It would get slippery enough for me to get it inside her. I longed for summer when we would have time on our hands and could sneak away to the woods with Kathy ... find some things...
The Cleveland Indians had a great year in 1953. In 1952 they took second place to the New York Yankees. In ‘53 they repeated as runner-up to the Yankees and Al Rosen became the second person in the league to win the MVP. From the opening game in April all of Cleveland was wild about the Indian’s winning record. On Saturday, May 16th the Tribe would honor the Catholic Diocese by making free tickets available to all the priests and nuns of the Diocese who would be able to attend. The “Diocese...
When the kids on the school bus got off the bus just around the corner from St. Barts, I told the bus driver that I had to pick up something from the store on the corner—my house was only a mile away from St. Barts. I walked to the convent, knocked on the door of Mother Superior’s office, and was asked to come in. Mother Superior picked up the crumpled hanky, getting my semen on her fingers, and dropped it saying “Yuk.” I had jacked off in it in the boy’s restroom just before getting on the...
Two and a half weeks after the Diocese Day baseball game the school year ended, and I was out for the summer. Resuming my regular hours at St. Bart’s there was a lot of garden repair and replacement that should have taken a couple of weeks. But all my work that summer there was being constantly interrupted. Apart from Sister Agnes, the rest of the sisters seemed to have found a new fascination with my body that they wanted to exploit. Mother Superior never mentioned my day alone with Sister...
I felt squeamish walking onto the St. Bart’s campus, hoping that I wouldn’t see Father Des or Father Frank before I talked with Sister Natalie. Her door was open, and she saw me walking toward it from her desk. “Come in Toby, close the door behind you.” Rising from her chair she approached me, reached out, and placed her right hand on my cheek. “I’m so sorry that you had to go through that. Neither Father Desmond nor Father Frank will ever bother you again.” I wondered what kind of power...
Just after Christmas break during the first year I worked at St. Bart’s (it was 1952) I went out for the track team at school. My coach found out that I was a good middle distance runner. I did well in the half mile and the mile, so well that he put me on the varsity track team (I was a freshman). We took group showers back then and after practice I would go into the shower, a large room with six shower heads. In those days we didn’t cover up in any way. There I was naked as a jaybird amid...