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GETTING Into My SISTER

I lay in bed half exhausted after another sweaty, athletic workout with her. Our sex is always like that, incredible, hot and nasty, the best I’ve ever had. After her third orgasm she had gotten up and gone into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and then the water running in the sink. Then the bathroom door reopened and my sister sauntered over and got back into bed beside me. She rested her head on my shoulder and caressed my chest with her nimble fingers. I kissed her on her...

Cumming up Trumps Part 6

"Been busy?" Lydia enquired. "You could say that," Manning began before heading to the bar and ordering another five Hooch's. Alan Saltmayor saw the woman bowl back into the bar, with her Oakleys shading her eyes and fixed his gaze on her. She had a brief interaction with one or two of the other girls before ordering a mammoth round of drinks at the bar which she seemed to be tackling by herself. Saltmayor approached her. "Hi, I'm Alan Saltmayor, the President's Chief of...

The Chief s Daughter Chapter 4

By Jax_Teller Previously in Chapter 3 As I began to drift off to sleep I wondered what the next day would bring. I was happy this day ended with no problems, happy my girls were drifting off to sleep at my side. Still I could not shake the feeling that something was wrong some where in the world that would come to our little spot of heaven. But for now life was as good as it gets. Chapter 4 Seven years ago I made a commitment to get off the grid and to live happy, no more rat...

The Bass Player and I 1

"All in favor of killing Becky, raise their hands?" Four hands shot up instantly. "It's agreed, we kill the bitch. As soon as possible." Oh, don't worry, dear reader, we're not really planning on killing someone. We'd like to, but we're not that violent or bloodthirsty. Becky is, or was, I should say, our bass player in our band, the Pastels. So named because of our love of 80's new wave, power pop and we all dress the part with big hair, pastels, etc. I play guitar and...

Twelve Days a Slave 8 of 13

After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...

What My Flowers Said Ch 6 7

Chapter 6I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t believe it.“Tabarnak,” Marie read my mind, “You don’t think he followed you, Penny?”I shook my head, though admittedly it was one of the first dreadful thoughts to flash through my mind. Once reason caught up, however, it occurred to me that I might’ve just stumbled unwitting into the lion’s den; that this was place where he went to mass.Is that why he wants the painting? I wondered. Didn’t seem the God-fearing type last night, did he? My thumbs tapped...

The Life Ch 1 Bajir Job

By Jax_Teller It was the Saturday the 6th of June on a long hot dry stretch of road between here and there. The sun was hot and burned the skin on my back. I rode my Harley with intent and malice. I felt like a vampire in that, beside the heat, my skin seemed to be on fire and my eyes squinted even with the darkest of sun glasses on. I had a job to do and it needed done by Monday. The client had a court date on Monday and the witness or Snitch was supposed to testify against him. We...

What My Flowers Said Ch 4 5

Chapter 4Once when I first got there. Three times when I pricked my finger. Another two at Marie. Silently, I summed my curses from the previous evening. Is that all? It was hard to remember. It was such a strange and dizzying night, and the smell of incense from the censer always made my head feel a little hazy. Well, for those at least, I’m sorry.As penance, I promised to give Marie’s bathroom a long overdue scrubbing. The shower and sink were on the verge of becoming public health concerns....

Cheating on the Brain

My eyes opened and focused on the alarm clock sitting on my nightstand. 6:27am for the third morning in a row. The internal clock within the human brain was just another of its amazing apps included with the basic operating system we call life. I reached over and turned off the alarm before it hit 6:30 and had it shatter my morning with its jarring noise from hell. I sat up and placed my feet on the floor in search of my slippers which should be right where I now had my feet. Not...

Sisters By The Pool Part 8

I knew it was only a matter of time. After skirting the issue numerous times and dancing around confronting things, it was time to meet it head on. That’s right, it was time to meet Danielle and Hailey’s parents. (You really didn’t think I was giving up Hailey that easily, did you?) Their family had a trip planned to a city with a nice beach area, and they have convinced their parents to let me come along for the long drive. I was described as a close friend to the two of them, who...

Driving Miss Jones 0

Driving Miss Jones. She wore a little yellow dress, so short that it barely reached her stocking tops. Her long blonde hair needed combing. She looked like she was half asleep, either that or she needed a fix, She was half an hour late, we said six thirty but she tottered down the long flight of stone steps towards the car just before seven. "You're late," I said brusquely, and paused insolently before I added, "Madam." "You can cut out the funnies Henderson," she said,...

Trophy Wife

She was a twenty-five year old gold digger, married to a fat cat 72 year old son-of-a-bitch who showered her with monetary enticements. Although she hated with a passion whoever the fuck invented Viagra, the old fart’s sexual demands were really not that pressing. The main thing for him was to have an eye candy trophy wife on his arm when attending important public functions, and in terms of eye candy, this 5’-9” blonde was Lady Godiva chocolate. Whenever the old codger did pop one of...

Trafficked Love Ch 9

By the time Angel was picking up her bag to leave the club, it was three in the morning. She followed Rich out the back door of the club and towards his truck until he stopped. “No,” he corrected, turning to look at Angel. He pointed over her right shoulder, “you’re with him.” Angel looked over to a black Cadillac. Dante was leaning against the passenger door, arms crossed over his chest, his left foot crossed over his right. She continued to look Dante over, hearing Rich get in his...

Anna From The Toddler Soft Play Team Part 1

I always looked forward to Sunday morning when my youngest, Lulu was a toddler. To give my partner a break, I would take her to a soft play session at the local sports centre. There, she could charge around with other under-fives playing in the ball pit, the bouncy castle, the soft blocks and other safe toys.There were two main reasons I enjoyed it, though.Firstly, there were yummy mummies, MILFs or glamourous grandmas who made up 75% of the parents there, alongside dads like me. Playing with...

Pipe Crew Conclusion

The cement trucks arrived two days later, just as promised. Each of the piers would take half of the nine full yards, so it took six truckloads to pour the twelve piers. As the cement was cascading in, we pipe crew boys were given shaker rods to run up and down in the wet cement to get the load to settle into the cracks and around the rebar reinforcements. Mr. Schultz put the finish edges on the top himself. The foundation forms took another four truckloads. Witham Hill Aggregate...

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