Pieces of Candy
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Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long blonde hair that’s quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and wavy. It’s that just-fucked calling card that makes people take a second glance at me as I turn the corner onto your street. But I haven’t been fucked. Not just yet.
Mitch was six feet tall, two hundred and thirty-five pounds, blond hair, and blue eyes. He was thirty-five years old and worked construction.He especially liked virgins, they were so eager once they got past their shyness. Sometimes he had to take guys by the hand and literally show them what he wanted them to do.Mitch’s boss had just hired a new guy for the construction crew about a month ago. The boss told everyone he was fresh out of high school and for now, he was just a helper. His name...
Gay MaleAn Uber pulled up outside the warehouse after a short wait, Tegan shivering in the cool early morning air wearing barely anything – less than she had started with. She made no effort to conceal herself, beyond the point of caring. As they drove, Candy - if that was her real name - continued to cling to Jackson as they crammed together in the back seat, shooting glances at Tegan. “She looks like she’s had a rough night.” “Don’t worry about her, she’s fine.” Jackson insisted. “Isn’t that...
JAYAbout four years ago, my sister was 34, ten years older than me. She and her husband have a daughter, my niece Candice, generally called Candy. Candy was sixteen and still in school at this particular time. I had watched Candy grow from a gangly, self-centred little kid who, when my sister visited our house, would follow me around all the time as if permanently stuck one pace behind me, wanting to know the answer to every question in the world, to a devastatingly beautiful young girl who...
Incestby BrettJ © 2009 The attractive young woman’s real name was Candace Morrell, but because of her half-Brazilian heritage and sensual skin tone, everyone had called her “Candy” since she was little and the name had stuck. It suited her, because the petite, 5’2” beauty was as sweet as candy and possessed a sexy, 34C-25-33 figure, with gorgeous brown eyes, chestnut, wavy hair, and a remarkable butt that jiggled nicely when she walked. Candy could be easily described as a “feast for the...
Introduction: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of Babysitting Candy When Jessica turned fourteen, her mothers best friend and neighbor asked if she would like to earn a little money babysitting her daughter when she wet out. Jessica was thrilled at the idea of earning her own spending money. Besides she thought her mothers friend Tina was very sophisticated and looked upon her as the kind of woman she wanted to be when she grew up. Jessicas family lived on the edge of...
When Jessica turned fourteen, her mother's best friend and neighbor asked if she would like to earn a little money babysitting her daughter when she wet out. Jessica was thrilled at the idea of earning her own spending money. Besides she thought her mother's friend Tina was very sophisticated and looked upon her as the kind of woman she wanted to be when she grew up. Jessica's family lived on the edge of town in a pretty new housing development. Every house in the...
Candy for candy In her private moments, she referred to herself aloud, in the first person, as candy. She sashayed around her beachfront apartment adorned in a Rydell High cheerleader uniform, saddle shoes and of course, a color coordinated frilly apron, wrapped snuggly around her shrinking waist. Mistress was perched in a director's chair in the corner of the living room, out of sight from the sliding doors that opened up to the semi-private veranda. As she daintily feather...
Bill turned his junky-looking, mid-50’s vintage car onto the street that led to the nearby Cal State University, and ran a nervous hand through his dark brown hair. He was hoping he hadn’t kept Candy waiting long, his 20-year-old car had refused to start that Saturday morning until he had thumped on the starter motor a few times with a piece of iron pipe. He promised himself that he would personally fix that right after graduation. It had to last long enough until he could afford regular...
The Total Humiliation of Candy By Christine Day One: The Meeting It all started 3 years ago when I decided to go to a party on my own. The idea was to pick up a girl and maybe if I was lucky to get laid. During the evening, I was approached by a real nice lady named Janet. I was very attracted to her. She was about 5'7" and was very slim and was wearing a very short black leather mini skirt with very high heels. Just the look of her turned me on. We danced to several numbers and in...
BITCH STORIES - CANDY As Laura's life spiralled towards an apex of degradation, things also continued to get worse for the girls she had helped enslave... Take Candy, for instance. Alistair was quite deliberately planning to ruin the remainder of Candy's life, and the focus of these plans was Candy's family. Being forced to rape her sister at the recent office party was the straw that broke the bitch's back for Candy. The imperious bimbo queen was gone, and now there was only a...
Candy returned to her father’s plantation on the banks of the Mississippi river after having attended a finishing school on the east coast. She was beautiful; tall with strawberry blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and large breasts. She avoided too much sunlight since her skin had a habit of freckling rather than tanning. Her twenty-first birthday was arriving soon and her father asked her what she wanted. Candy told her father that what she wanted the most in the world was to own her own slave and...
Candy Finally, it was going to happen! For years, Candy had imagined planning an awesome pool party, but something always got in the way; family vacations,… Candy Finally, it was going to happen! For years, Candy had imagined planning an awesome pool party, but something always got in the way; family vacations, summer school, lack of friends, the weather; something. Now, however, everything seemed to be falling into place. Mr. and Mrs. Emerson had moved out near the desert in California...
IncestAlmost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to Candy and lusting for him constantly. After deciding that ten days was long enough to make him wait I called Candy to set up another meeting. His phone barely got a full ring out before he...
Almost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to Candy and lusting for him constantly. After deciding that ten days was long enough to make him wait I called Candy to set up another meeting. His phone barely got a full ring out before he...
CrossdressingTotal Humiliation of Candy It all started 3 years ago when I decided to go to a party on my own. The ideawas to pick up a girl and maybe if I was lucky to get laid. During the evening,I was approached by a real nice lady named Janet. I was very attracted to her.She was about 5'7" and was very slim and was wearing a very short black leathermini skirt with very high heels. Just the look of her turned me on. We danced toseveral numbers and in between had a number of drinks. After a couple of...
"Hi there young man, it has been so long since I have seen you. How are you doing after losing your parents so tragically? It must have been such an awful blow to you. I've been hoping you would stop by sometime so I could tell you how sorry I am. Your Mom and I were such great friends. She was like a daughter to me you know, and you dear man, are still my grandson." "Mrs. Henderson. It is good to see you too. I'm sorry I don't come to see you more often. I will stop next time I come...
Jeremy and Candy There is something about being an abandoned child that resonates with us all. My characters are both foundlings. Why is it erotic? Is it all about the loss of control? I don't think Jeremy and Candy will ever shove the old witch of an aunt in the oven and then go finish eating the snacks on her gingerbread house -- the grown ups will always have the ultimate control. Jeremy, just turned 18, walked Candy, also newly 18, back to the "The Fortress" and she snuck...
IncestNote: The author encourages unauthorised reposting, sequels, and blatant plagiarism of this work. Another note: This story, written several years ago, represents my first attempt at TG Fiction. At the time, I was so disappointed/ashamed by how it turned out that all further experimentation in this area was abandoned for quite a while. Reading through it more recently, however, I discovered (rather dispiritingly) that was not that much different from everything that I had written...
Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long blonde hair that’s quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and wavy. It’s that just-fucked...
I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this.When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of men who had secrets settlers didn't know, and of men Rocky Mountain cowboys would never suspect.A 2K Easterner, I differed from my ancestors...
Gay MaleLa soumission de Candy Chapitre 1Ce n'est pas parce que vous ?tes parano que personne ne vous en veut. Je me suis toujours un peu m?fi? de mes semblables et, quand j'ai cr?? mon entreprises de conseil, j'ai trouv? tout naturel de mettre en place tout ce qu'il fallait pour surveiller mes employ?s. Enregistrement t?l?phonique, copie automatique des emails re?us et envoy?s, etc.N'ayant pas que ?a ? faire, je ne passais pas tout mon temps ? ?couter les conversations et lire les ?changes de courriers. Et surtout, en respect d...
Introduction: Just a threesome story by request of a friend. You have always wanted to sit in the dark corner of this bar. Now I know why. No one can really see us. All they can see is me just sitting on your lap. They cant see your hand up my skirt. Your fingers are rubbing my pussy on top of my panties, getting them wet. Its just a game. Youre trying to get me to break my straight face and see how long I can hold out. You still hold the record since last time we hung out and I was blowing...
It was a gorgeous summer afternoon in Ann Arbor Michigan. The temperature was well into the mid 80’s. Candy was laying out on her padded lounge chair rubbing the tanning lotion into her legs. She wore her new bikini. David helped her pick it out at Macy’s. He loved seeing her wear sexy revealing clothes and the tiny little bikini was no exception. Cindy’s husband David worked in one of the laboratories for a small research company at the University of Michigan. Married for five years and...
It’s just a game. You’re trying to get me to break my straight face and see how long I can hold out. You still hold the record since last time we hung out and I was blowing you from under the pinball game in that other bar. I still think it wasn’t fair. When I got you to cry out, “Yes” you got to pretend you were yelling at the game. I spent a long time hidden underneath that game, sucking your dick. It shouldn’t have counted. I should have won. I can’t take much more. My ass is...
The athletic department party was a tradition at the State University since 1950. As usual, it was held in the large dining commons near the dormitories at the edge of campus and all team members were supposed to attend. Even players from minor sports like archery, fencing, field hockey and water polo were expected to make an appearance. At the college, tradition was followed almost as closely as law and a twenty-five-year-old tradition was virtually unquestioned. The party had barely...
Here I was, on a Super Constellation. Heading to NAS Atsugi, Japan. Me, a South Georgia farm boy that had never been away from home. I had completed Storekeeper’s School in San Diego, and my first duty station was an AF (refrigerator ship) out of San Francisco. My first duty was Mess Cooking. Army recruits would know this as KP, but the Navy was different. This was a full three-month duty, not completed on a daily basis. During this time, Mess Cooking, I had to see the integration of the...
It was a Saturday and I was just strolling down the High Street, going nowhere in particular, when I noticed a commotion down a side alley. A largish male was pushing two girls around; they both looked pretty distressed. I grabbed the bloke as he slammed one of the girls into a door, and he went arse-over into the road, got up and took a swing at me. I dodged, and gifted him a right hook; his nose took the brunt and spurted blood instantaneously. He thought about coming again, but the blood...
It was a Saturday and I was just strolling down the High Street, going nowhere in particular, when I noticed a commotion down a side alley. A largish male was pushing two girls around; they both looked pretty distressed. I grabbed the bloke as he slammed one of the girls into a door, and he went arse-over into the road, got up and took a swing at me. I dodged, and gifted him a right hook; his nose took the brunt and spurted blood instantaneously. He thought about coming again, but...
Candy came into the den while I was watching TV and plopped down on the couch across from my easy chair and started talking. I was surprised at her a little, since at her age she barely ever notices I’m around.“My volleyball coach says we should be aware that our dads masturbate over thoughts of us,” she said. “She said they even get our dirty panties out of the hamper and sniff them. Or they’ll put them on their faces or even wrap them around their penis when they ‘do it’.”I just sat there and...
Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long blonde hair that’s quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and wavy. It’s that just-fucked...
HardcoreThe Therapist - Chapter 3: Candy It was the morning before my afternoon session and I found myself lying face down on my massage table as Melissa lovingly worked on my back. We discussed an upcoming client as her hands tenderly kneaded the muscles at the base of my spine, unlocking all that tension. It was bliss. When I had first enlisted Melissa to become my personal assistant, I'd enrolled her in a range of different classes, from massage and cookery to bookkeeping and adult...
I had this really good friend named Dave who also had a friend named Rusty. Well, Rusty had this really knockout girlfriend named Candy. Dave is a real bullshitter and I didn't believe half of the wild stories he told, so I just ignored his comments about how wild Candy got when she got drunk. He told me how Rusty was the type of guy that only wanted it about once or twice a week and Candy wanted it once or twice an hour. Since she was a "good little girl" she couldn't really cheat on Rusty,...
EroticI’m way too old to be doing this, Candy thought as she finished putting on her costume. The thought sent a thrill of naughty excitement through her sexy young body. Candy was a high school senior, 18 years old, with long black hair, full red lips and a body that wouldn’t quit. She was also probably the oldest person that would be out trick or treating tonight, not that she was worried about getting her fair share of candy. In this costume, she could have all the candy if she wanted it. White...
Door Candy by Bryony Marsh "You are gonna love this shit, bud. My finest and weirdest yet!" Jamie should have been a great pharmacologist - and in a sense he was, only he didn't work for any of the major drug companies. He'd dropped out of the degree programme as soon as he'd "learned enough", and instead he spent his time inventing new and crazy highs. Matt, his roommate, looked at the proffered substance with some skepticism. It looked like burnt toffee. "What is it?" "I...
Deity Arms 2: I Call My Sugar Candy By The Professor Luk had been making great progress in learning English. He had even been picking up some of the local slang, so when Mr. L told him to be part of the furniture, he assumed that meant he was to be very quiet while observing his mysterious boss as he carried out a negotiation. Not so. He would have sighed, but in his current shape as a floor lamp, it was impossible for him to do so. In fact, how he could see and hear was a mystery to...
(C) NickB 2006 - All right reserved. Email author : [email protected] Bath Candy The one thing about relationships is that they are rarely fair. Take us for instance. I have a good-looking wife and I don't feel that I'm particularly a bag of spanners either. We're in our early thirties, well Janice has just turned thirty and I hit 'old git' status about three months ago. We've been together for over ten years. It didn't take long for our ardor to cool and when we went to spice...
It was the end of a very long, day at school. I put up with nerve wracking Students all day long. Just wanted to get home and take a nap before I had to go play Base Ball. My sister had told me earlier that morning that she didn’t need me to Drive her home, so I was looking forward to the quiet ride home. On my way to the parking lot, my sister’s friend, Candy, a sexy cheerleader with a tight ass, and a nice set of breasts, and great legs asked me for a ride home. Despite how tired I was, I...
Every time i am at the gaz station and i see the squeeze pop liquid hubba bubba candy, i get images of him his veiny dark cock being coated in the jelly candy. pouring down from the big mushroom headthe smell and tasty looking cock printed forever in my headhow sweat and nice was it , opening my mouth around the tip, sucking it like a lolipop, the big black daddy looking at me with such tenderness , his big hand rubbing my head helping my gently suck on his big candy cockthe tube being brought...
CREAM FILLED CANDY by Throne Jeff was really proud of himself. He had researched the magic spell and worked out all the details of performing it. In about an hour, his rival Max would meet an especially nasty fate. Jeff couldn't wait to see the guy undergo the series of transformations that would begin once the spell was invoked. The two of them had been competing for the attention of a cute girl named Tina, but Max was going to find himself out of the competition. And on another...
My name's Candy, I'm, sixteen years old and I've just divorced my parents to prevent either one of them getting their hands on any more of my money.Let me explain, from the age of eight, I'd won a whole series of beauty competitions and therefore a whole lot of money, things were fine at the start, but when I reached my teenage years, I began to ask questions about where all the prize money was going. I never got any satisfactory answers, and my parents began fighting with each other over it,...
MoneySRU: Candy ? by: Robyn "Bye bye, Robyn. See you tomorrow!" A young twelve year old girl grinned from the playground. "Bye Gregg! See you later!" Gregg sighed to himself as he drove away. It had been another day of slides and picnics, of tag and hiding. He had almost lost himself in this little girl once again. He had known her since she was a baby and was good friends with her parents. Ever since his wife, Susan's death, this little girl had been the one companion he had who...
It was my eighteenth birthday and here I sat twiddling my thumbs, I should have been having a party, but mum couldn't afford it. I should have been going out, but I couldn't afford it. My not so little sister and mum had vanished into the kitchen nearly an hour before to cook up a birthday surprise, but I felt so frustrated that I was not looking forward to it. Things had gone downhill, money-wise, since dad had walked out six months ago, he'd been in touch just once since he'd left and...
Here I was, on a Super Constellation. Heading to NAS Atsugi, Japan. Me, a South Georgia farm boy that had never been away from home. I had completed Storekeeper's School in San Diego, and my first duty station was an AF (refrigerator ship) out of San Francisco. My first duty was Mess Cooking. Army recruits would know this as KP, but the Navy was different. This was a full three-month duty, not completed on a daily basis. During this time, Mess Cooking, I had to see the integration of the...
Making Candy (Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc. are in effect. I really advise anyone under 21 not to read my stories. It takes a certain degree of maturity to enjoy this story. Don't write a review if you don't like the theme of the story. That's just childish. But criticism is always good and helps me.) I'm standing with my wrists cuffed behind my back, gagged and a collar around my neck. Sitting in front of me are 5 big bellied burly...
This story is based on the idea Chloe Moretz isn’t a celebrity. Story Code: M/f, Oral “Hey mister, ya got any candy?” Tony looked up from his sandwich and saw a young girl standing about 4 ft. from his bench. “Swell,” he thought. “No sweetie. I’m afraid not,” he said trying for a warm smile. He’d chosen this secluded section of the park he found yesterday specifically to get away from people and enjoy his lunch in peace. Specifically people this young girl’s age. It wasn’t that he didn’t...
I don't have too many choices now. I do exactly what he wants or she will hurt the ones I love. I once was a strong man who fights against men like Henry, now I'm reduced to this. How he did it, I don't know and that's what I need to discover to take my life back and kill this motherfucker. "Little Candy, show to my friend here, how can I be hospitable." I get up from his lap and walk to the man sat in front of him at the table. The man is dressed with an expensive suit. Henry wants to...
Reality is like cotton candy. Cotton candy looks all solid and pretty but as soon as you actually try to eat it, it dissolves away into nothing. All you get left with is a sweet taste in your mouth and a kind of sticky sensation. So you take another bite and the same thing happens. You keep going like that until you have nothing left but the little cardboard stick. Now the stick is hard and solid and not nearly so pretty but at least it doesn’t melt away into nothing. On the other hand, you...
OH SHIT!! ... Holy SHIT!! .... I CANT KEEP CUMMING LIKE THIS!!!Hee hee hee! Baby we're only just getting acquainted!OH FUCK!! ... FUCK ME!!I thought I just did?FUCK YOU!!Ha ha Haa!... I LOVE YOU, BABY!I thought... you said.... we were just... getting acquainted?Well, is it working?FUCK YEAH!!. . . . So... You were a pervert right from the beginning, huh!Well it's kinda hard NOT to be when ya got tits AND a cock! Back when I first started showing my femininity...
In 1998 I moved to a lake cottage about twenty minutes outside a metropolitan area where I had been living. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to live on a lake, but that meant I had to give up some conveniences. One convenience I didn’t have to give up, it turned out, was a titty bar. It was here I met Candy.My new rural titty bar was very casual and gritty. Although I was forty, many of the other customers were older than I was. The first time I met Candy at this strip club, she was...
My name's Candy, I'm, sixteen years old and I've just divorced my parents to prevent either one of them getting their hands on my money. Let me explain, from the age of eight, I won a whole series of beauty competitions and therefore a whole lot of money, things were fine at the start but when I reached my teenage years, I began to ask questions about where all the prize money was going to, I never got any satisfactory answers and my parents began fighting with each other over it so I began...
You snap awake, your body taut, every sense in overdrive.Something woke you up - but what? You move the Halloween candy off your lap and start to cautiously check out the house. Nothing in the living room, nothing in the kitchen; nothing - there’s a sharp rap at the door.You whirl to look at the clock. Ten-fuckin’-thirty!? Who the hell‘s still trick-or-treating at ten-fuckin‘-thirty?You check yourself out to make sure you’re decent to answer the door. Hmmm… denim cutoffs, a blue tee that...
ThreesomesSweet As Candy by Paul1954 "Hey Jules, have you cracked it with Candy yet?" the voice from the cubicle called out to me, as I finished relieving myself and pulled up the zipper on my trousers. "Not yet Charlie, not yet but give me time ? I haven't given up yet!" I replied, knowing that my lack of success in dating the delectable Candice Stewart had become something of an office joke, and a joke was just how my life was starting feel at the moment! I had left the army six ...
Growing up, my father was always in and out of my life. He would be around for six to 12 months and then disappear for around the same amount of time. I never knew where he went. He would be gone then simply appear one day out to the blue. He and mom would talk for hours and all would be forgiven. As a little boy, I was simply happy that my family was back together and that my dad was home. Life would be good for several months and then the arguing would start up again and dad would go...
“Get a move on, Winters.” “Yeah, wait up,” I say. Jeez, just let me get my chocolate bar and I’m good. I don’t know what it is about morning classes. Oh wait, yeah I do, it’s freakin’ 8 AM! How am I supposed to stay awake for an 8 AM Chemistry course? I’m a management major, for Pete’s sake! The only way I get through them is with chocolate. It’s my favorite little sin. Just gotta hit E, then 8 for my sweet little piece of chocolate stimulation. Wait, E-7, aw nuts. I grab the bag of generic...
Jeff was a senior at Penn State. He had not exactly coasted through care- free but he was almost done so it didn't matter. The struggle was worth it too, with his soon-to-be engineering degree, jobs offers were coming in daily. It was his final semester and he knew he only needed three classes to graduate. Shame he had to see his advisor anyway. He sighed as he waited for her previous appointment to finish up. The girl before him walked out of the office and shot him a nervous smile as...
We'd fought about it last night. Her Christmas gifts to me were always so calculated, so ordinary and unexciting. It was sadly apparent that she invested little of her time in selecting them, and even less of her mind considering what might please me. Many times, I was sure she'd chosen something that actually served her purpose more than it served mine; such as the time she bought me the snow blower after complaining that I never shoveled the drive. Over the years I began to dread the...
I sat at the end of the group of tables, watching the girls as shopping trips and wardrobes were planned for the upcoming party. I was holding an empty chair next to me for Candy, and hoping they opened the serving line soon. I was starving for some reason. "Nicky?"I thought. "Would you do me two favors?" "Of course!" she thought back to me. "I'll be available to screw your brains out in just a few minutes. That is one of the favors, right?" "Better make it three favors then!" I...
The music was soft, something I always liked about Dark Candy, my favourite club. It was actually possible to talk to eachother, quite the necessity for a fetish club. The chairs and couches in the alcoves were done in red velvet, and the walls dark, almost black beams running over them. The whole place was stylish, exclusive and most of all, stagnant. Being as exclusive as Dark Candy was, everyone knew everyone, which really took the tension out of the scene. However, I kept coming back every...
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