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It had been a long day, I was tired and sore, but I finally got to hold her in my arms. I smiled as I looked up at the one person who had been with me through it all. ‘She’s perfect.’ I told my mom as I went to hand her over for a moment. My mom couldn’t even tear her eyes away from the baby in her arms long enough to answer me, ‘She is, she’s beautiful just like her mother.’ I giggled at that, I wasn’t feeling very beautiful at the moment, but I was happy, happier than I had been in a long...

English Rose

I look at myself in the mirror as I get ready. Denim shorts and a white tee covers my slender figure; the nerves clear on my face. ‘What is a gorgeous woman like her doing with a girl who looks like she’s still in high school?’ I take a deep breath and pick up the single red rose I got her, before heading out the door. As I leave to meet up with her, I remember the first night we met.*I had been feeling lonely that night and just wanted to get dolled up and go out, even though it’s very unlike...

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The Desert Rose

"Welcome to the Desert Rose, Mr. Wakanda," the hotel manager said, a tall thick man with skin as dark as ebony. He had a deep voice and a friendly demeanor, but he had a look about him that screamed tough guy. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you." "And you too, Mr. Little," I smiled. "Sorry it's taken me so long to come out here, but business keeps me busy. Have you been here long?" "Since we opened, Mr. Wakanda," the hotel manager smiled back. "We opened back in the eighties as a place to get...

Rose

Rose felt a tingling and tightness in her breasts. The sensation was awkward and foreign, enough to get her attention while she flipped through the channels of her TV. She moved to adjust her bra believing it must have shifted or bunched up only to remember she hadn't yet put one on for the day. Still feeling the strange sensations she stood up from her bed and walked towards the mirror on her closet door, removing her top as she did. At first, everything seemed normal and as it should....

A Rose

Mike stared down at the snow covered grave. The entire idea of graves was stupid. The hillside around him was filled with stored dead people. Why? Why were they saving them? Was there some hope that in four thousand years our dead would impress the same way Egyptian ones did? Will the more attractive ones be propped up in museums around the world? He couldn't see it. He also couldn't see how what was buried before him was his love. It couldn't be. Kelly had been life. Kelly had been fun....

Violet Rose

Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it always made the 27 year old feel good. And today was definitely a day for feeling good. She had been hired by a large local clothing manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead, she had finished it in three,...

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names and a few other little details were disguised to protect the innocent. It’s not all sex and action, more about falling in love, and being in love. I tried to make the sex scenes sensual rather than blatant, so I don’t really care if it gets low ratings. However any feedback will be welcome. Her thirty second birthday had been a blast, it lasted three days. She couldn’t remember the last twenty four hours of it, but she knew that she had had a good time, if hangover was...

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Rachel Rosenbaum

Rachel Rosenbaum bent over and lifted a box of oranges. G-d, they were heavy she thought, as her muscles strained to bear the weight. Her arms weren't used to this kind of work, as she had worked at a clothing store before her job here at a massive supermarket. It wasn't her choice to leave her old job, it was just that it paid better, and money was very important to her right now. As an 18 year old high school senior, she had to think about her future, which meant enough money for a state...

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A Brief Guide To BDSM By R Rosethorn

Please note that I am also Randall Rosethorn... Dominus Randall Rosethorn, to be exact.How to Play the Dom and Sub as a Sex GameThe BDSM lifestyle can be brought into the bedroom in small doses, even if you aren't into the whole scene. You can play the Dominant Master and Submissive Sex Slave theme privately, at home. It is crucial that both the "Dom" and "Sub" want to experiment with the lifestyle and that both parties agree to it. Mutual consent is very important whenever BDSM is an...

A NIGHT AT THE SHOP By R Rosethorn

Over the shop door hangs a sign that reads THE PAINTED PAGAN, Tattoo and Body Piercing.You enter the shop excited because you are finally here to get the piece tattooed on your breast that you have been discussing with me for over a month, on MySpace. Another reason you are so excited is because this is going to be the first time you and I have actually met face to face. It is late and you have called ahead. When you enter the shop you stop and take a look around. It is a nice shop. You notice...

The Ties That Bind You By R Rosethorn

Does It Matter???You are face down on the bed nowyour back and bottom exposedno bonds except those within your mind...It matters notbecause you wait.You wait for my touch...Anticipating the kissing softcaress of my hand or the heat of theopen palm to bite. Which will it be?It matters not...Trembling as the cool air wafts around yougoosebumps rise along your spine.Or is it fear that chills you?It matters not...Crying out as my strong hand connectsyou brace yourself and wonderwhat the next touch...

The Day I Came To Know My Metrosexuality

Hi..I am Rahul and I stay in Mumbai.. .I am a straight guy and very much like to enjoy with girls and ladies. but this time i had an experience which i had never expected… and i must say i enjoyed it. if only i saw it coming i would have enjoyed more… but then..it was still amazing! I am average looking guy and am neither fat nor too athletic…I can say that I have an average body. Everyday I use local trains for going to and coming from office. Usually after office I go to gym, which is next to...

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Rosered The bar was small, and very crowded. The modifieddance floor was blonde wood, nicely polished. Quaint was the word. The placewas the perfect neighborhood bar- well the perfect neighborhood leather bar.You see arranged artfully around the dance area, with its floor length mirrors,was an array of bondage equipment. A horse, suspension chains and a largeblack punishment cross. I had never been on a punishment cross personally,and I felt my palms get damp as I followed the Master and...

Hawaiian Baby Woodrose

It was a short walk from the parking lot to the entrance of the garden center, but far enough for Rose to have already started sweating. True, it was an uncomfortably hot morning, and the sun grew more merciless as the minutes passed, but the reason had as much to do with Rose as with the heat. She had dressed lightly for the day-- a thin polyester dress with a floral pattern, sandals, a broad-brimmed hat-- but at 44 she was not a petite woman, and it didn't take much exertion for a film of...

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Even though it is true that current events are usually the main subject of gossip, it is also true that sometimes is better to avoid a few particular issues, especially if they are related to politics in any way. A pleasant dinner party can turn into a very awkward situation. Nonetheless, there’s something more powerful than any belief or ideology, something that breaks down barriers and manages to bring initially very diverse opinions closer together: I’m talking about wild un...

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You know, dear reader, this is not like an episode in the Star Wars saga where there is an opening crawl informing the moving goer what has been going on and getting them up to speed. Please, if you have not yet done so, go back and read the earlier parts. Special thanks to my reviewers, both to he who wishes to remain anonymous, and NaughtyDragon, who helped me slay many beastly errors. I am sure a few errors still exist, and those are all on me. If you would like to be on my team of...

My Loving Rose

Introduction: Tender love is always beautiful even in times long past (A piece of historical fiction) France, 1626 His brown eyes watched her as she walked, her steps heavy yet graceful. He let his eyes rove up and down her frame as she confidently marched ahead of him along the busy cobblestone Paris street, the swinging of her hips causing his fingers to itch with the urge to hold them. She stopped and looked back at him curiously when she felt him dropping behind her, her water blue eyes...

My Loving Rose

Introduction: Tender love is a beautiful thing even those in the past (A piece of historical fiction) France, 1626 His brown eyes watched her as she walked, her steps heavy yet graceful. He let his eyes rove up and down her frame as she confidently marched ahead of him along the busy cobblestone Paris street, the swinging of her hips causing his fingers to itch with the urge to hold them. She stopped and looked back at him curiously when she felt him dropping behind her, her water blue eyes...

A Winters Rose

The snow floated gently down on the assembly. The graves of those who had gone before, lie silently covered in their blankets of white. I stood against the chill of winter, my head bowed, contemplating. Contemplating life, contemplating death, contemplating the impact of one simple life upon this ball of mud called Earth. She was born, she lived, she died, it was as simple as that, or was it? In her years what had she accomplished? Her meager possessions had already been divvied up amongst...

A Limo and a Rose

Buzz… It is early Saturday morning and I am still fuzzy with sleep as I walk to the door to see who is calling so early. I peak out through the window and see a local delivery service there. He is holding an envelope, a shirt box and a red rose. I look quickly down at what I am wearing and decide that I can open the door in this long white nightie that I have on. I use the door to block myself somewhat and smile at the deliveryman as he hands me the rose, the box and the envelope. There is no...

Kiss from a Rose

Kiss from a Rose Sheena Sands My story began last summer. I was a petite good-looking boy working in a software firm. I had fallen for a girl in my office called Rhea. Rhea, to put it simply, was hot. She was pretty, busty and loved to flirt ? a potent combination. Just a whiff of her perfume or sound of her anklets used to make my heart beat faster and I was always trying to steal glances at her. Sometimes, she would catch me staring and stare back, leaving me blushing with...

Nikolai and the Pink Rose

Nikolai and the Pink Rose By Michelle Kim Chapter one Nikolai Petrov was spending the final day with his lost brother Walter. They were raised by different fathers but they had the same mother. He had just found his older brother within the last two years. It had been a wonderful time for both of them. Walter helped Nikolai recover from the abuse he endured by his step mothers games she played with him. Then he recovered and they did all sorts of things together. But, everything...

The Angel And The Rose

It all started in the middle of August . My best friend Tim and I had decided to spend the weekend at a lake where I had some kind of smallish cottage. The whole area had been owned by my family for generations. So basically there was no one – or let’s just say very few people – trespassing on that land strip. It wasn’t a huge lake; it was more like a big pond in a very secluded place surrounded by a vast forest. I had inherited this place a little more than ten years before right after my...

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Wish Shift The Blooming of the Rose

Wish Shift: The Blooming of the Rose 1 A.S Day 139 Jenny got what sleep she could. It wasn't much but somehow when she got up to start getting ready she didn't notice the lack. She was so animated that she was almost manic in her movements. While she had been lying on the bed waiting for sleep to come to her, she had been turning over all of the different ways that she could use to find out if Derek felt the same for her that she felt for him. After letting a parade of...

Roommates Chapter 2 Second Hand Rose

Doug and Emily lolled, naked, on her futon during the half time of the football game, resting from their sexual exertions the night before, that morning, and earlier in the afternoon. His cell phone rang.“Hi, dear,” he said. A pause.“Yeah, I’m free. I’ll be right over.” He hung up the phone.“Sorry, I have to go," Doug said to Emily. "My girlfriend is back in town.” With that he got up, put on his pants, leaned over, kissed her cheek, patted her left breast, and said, “I loved it. We’ll talk...

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A Limo And A Rose

Buzz... It is early Saturday morning and I am still fuzzy with sleep as I walk to the door to see who is calling so early. I peak out through the window and see a local delivery service there. He is holding an envelope, a shirt box and a red rose. I look quickly down at what I am wearing and decide that I can open the door in this long white nightie that I have on. I use the door to block myself somewhat and smile at the deliveryman as he hands me the rose, the box and the envelope. There is...

The Black Rose

Night had fallen over Gotham City, and with it a blanket of darkness from which emerged those who would take advantage of its protection to break society’s laws. On most nights, the thought that Batman was also out there in the darkness was enough to give many of those pause, but for tonight at least a free pass had been issued in the form of a front page photo in one of the city’s more irresponsible papers, a photo showing the Caped Crusader on a case in far-off London. As feared at the Dark...

The Pact A Master PC TaleChapter 44 The Girl and the Rose

It was probably close to midnight local time when I wandered back to my open-air suite. But I was still on PST so the night was young, as far as I was concerned. “Young” being the operative word. I did notice that one of the topless blonde Utah clones (or whatever the hell they were) was carrying a sidearm. Only later I would find out that this actually was Melissa Turnbull, allowing Master PC to change her appearance so that she could blend into the scenery. “You are absolutely the most...

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This is my interpretation of the song by the Statler Brothers titled Bed of Roses. Maybe it is not what the song intended, but this is mine. I hope you enjoy it. As always, edited by Angel Love * I went down into the dark basement, looking around as I descended. I never liked it down here. It was scary and it freaked me out, but I had a job to do. I stepped onto the concrete floor and moved quickly to the stack of boxes in the corner. I didn’t turn on the light since I knew exactly where to...

The Black Rose

Author Note: This is not your typical erotic love story, there is no sex and yet it is erotic in it’s own way. Any of you who have read my story The Tattoo know that i love tattoos and i regret never getting one myself. It was a black rose and it was intended to honor both my mom who died in ’83 and my sister who was killed by a drunk driver in the summer of ’92. being diabetic prevents me from having it put on now, so i guess this is that tribute i never got around to taking care of, this is...

A Kiss from a Rose

The year is 1710, late in the era known as the Golden Age of Piracy. It is a time of adventure and excitement on the high seas, but also of great hardship, as the New World is colonized and Spain and England battle for dominance. It is this time that a young noblewoman named Eleanor Rose comes of age. Eleanor is the only daughter of a wealthy merchant named William Rose and his French wife. In addition to being quite intelligent and quick-witted, Eleanor is also considered quite the beauty. She...

Rose

Rose took the eighteen year old boy back to her bedroom. Once there she undid her robe and let it slide to the floor showing her naked body. She then unbuttoned his shirt and removed it and pulled him tight to her full tits. She kissed his mouth giving him lots of tongue as she rubbed her nipples against his chest. Her nipples got hard feeling the boys warm skin. She took his hands and put them on her tits and rubbed herself while kissing him more and pushing her tongue in deeper in his mouth...

Aunty Rose

Anal sex is something that I’ve wanted to try with Peter, for a long while. I knew that he wanted to try it as well but he was too afraid to ask. He’d been a virgin when I’d started ‘babysitting’ him as he’d called it. An eighteen-year-old man doesn’t need a babysitter in my eyes and he’d quickly come to appreciate the charms of an older woman. I don’t like the term ‘cougar’ but that’s what they called me – Peter and his friends. Sometimes I let them fuck me, too. When we had sex alone, Peter...

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The Love Making With Rose

Hie everyone I am from Mumbai, 22 years currently working in an MNC, I am following of Indian sex stories for past few years may be 3-4 it’s always wonderful to read experiences many times I did ended up masturbating to many of them many things I have got to know from the stories here so I thot to share one of my best experiences It’s my first time writing my experience so do please bear any errors or mistake I will try my best to make this as erotic as I can there will me many more here...

The Crystal Rose

“The ancient town of Arpeggio lies at the base of Mt. Zabanya. Legend has it that a thousand years ago, Arpeggio was being attacked by a group of bandits. The villagers took whatever they could and tried to escape up the mountain to escape the marauders. The bandits chased the villagers up the mountain and so the villagers were desperate to climb the mountain so they could flee to the other side. After days of climbing, the villagers found that the peak seemed no closer and the bandits were...

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My Sister s SlaveChapter 4 Rose

I put the pee soaked towel back around me. My parents, Uncle Joe and his wife, Aunt Kathy, with my two cousins Allyson who is 16 and Matt who is 18, were looking at some photo books, so no one seen me walk past them. I took a shower, and I put on some make-up, put my hair into a ponytail. I then put a new towel around me and went to my room. Kara had laid out my blue dress, it was very short, its a couple years old but I can still fit into it. There was no bra to put on; she did lay out a...

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Over thirty people sat around in the core living room as the ‘class’ started. Some were seated on the floor, seating on the sofas and chairs, or even standing or leaning against some of the furniture. This was the largest Circle 101 class Dave had ever seen. Dave went around the room having each person briefly state their name and one sentence about themselves. There were quite a few new people compared to the previous session two weeks earlier. Among them were: Barbara, Marie, Luke, Zoey,...

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Andi Rose is looking hot as hell in her cute new dress for the Daddy Daughter dance. She shows it off to her stepdad, Will Pounder, then takes a seat on his lap while asking him to teach her how to dance so she knows what to do with boys her own age. Will tells Andi that he’ll be happy to teach her before the dance, but he has some errands to run first. Later, Andi takes the time to get herself all made up for the dance. Will shows up at her door looking nice and dapper, but Andi says...

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English Rose

As an Asian man I get regular glances from women. Not only does my ethnicity mark me out from the crowd but so too my 6ft muscular frame and rugged facial features. I’ve dated both chinese and white women, and having been described as good-looking by both types of women, I very much at ease with the looks of prejudice from strangers and friends alike. I crossed the Atlantic to England to attend a university-exchange programme last year. There I shared a flat with a couple of international...

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The Book of DavidChapter 10 Falling Roses

SPRING (April 2003) "Uhm ... hmmm..." The low moan was guttural in tone and partially muffled. Fitting, since my dick was blocking her windpipe a bit. Maria's eyes fluttered as she seemingly wavered at the verge of unconsciousness before regaining control of her senses. Finally, my deflating cock slipped out of her mouth, followed by a line of semen that trickled down her chin. My eyes swiveled across the bed to Amber, who just grinned and shook her head in disbelief. I'd never seen a...

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Roses. They’re remarkable when you think about it. All across the world, people present them to the ones they most adore. Not as a mere gift, but as a tangible symbol of sincerest love. A cynic might call such a universal gift ‘uninspired’. After all, it’s common knowledge that the gesture is replicated millions of times across the world, every year. Yet the vast majority of people who receive these humble offerings will feel truly special in doing so. To hold one between your fingers is to...

Raindrops on Roses

To the tune of "My Favorite Things" by Oscar Hammerstein II and Richard Rodgers This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Raindrops on Roses By Pretzelgirl Fresh pantyhoses and heels I can fit in Silk shiny slips that don't show when I'm sittin' Modest length black skirts that curve but don't cling These are a few of my favorite things. Nude-colored shapewear that firms while it girdles Hair gels, perfume smells, and lipstick...

Silent Roses

Silent Roses My entire body shuddered and shook as the tip of the rose slowlyglided its way from my neck, between my quivering breasts, down my torso,stopping only to circle my belly button, then down further, pausing just abovethe dark, moist warmth that was screaming for attention. It then made its wayback, following the same trail it had taken down, ending as it traces my lips.I gently kiss it, smelling the sweet, light scent, smiling at the dark, eroticred colour, the way the petals...

Dust Roses

The day had been long, hot, and dusty and Jake was ready for supper, some rest and even a beer if he could find one. Shimmering off in the distance he could see the town where he was planning to spend the night, the image dancing in the oppressive heat. His mouth was parched and he felt sorry for his animals as he was sure they had to be as thirsty as he was. As Jake entered town, his horses plodding down the main street, he was surprised at the lack of people moving around. Actually, it...

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I went down into the dark basement, looking around as I descended. I never liked it down here. It was scary and it freaked me out, but I had a job to do. I stepped onto the concrete floor and moved quickly to the stack of boxes in the corner. I didn't turn on the light since I knew exactly where to look. I reached around behind the biggest one and felt for the bag I knew was there, I fully expected a big rat to bite my fingers but it didn't happen. I felt the bag with relief and pulled it...

No Anniversary Roses

By aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy. Mark and I have been working on ‘spicing up’ our love life. We were in the adult book store as usual on Friday evening. We have been renting DVDs for several months now and we try to find different sexual variations. Our first was different positions, and then we found we learned new positions in the DVDs we rented, some very interesting. We have watched bondage,...

The Botanical Beauty Part III Smelling the Roses

The Botanical Beauty: Part III—Smelling the Roses There is one certainty in life and that is the essential uncertainty of our frail existence. No amount of “planning” can truly prepare one for the curve balls life tends to throw or what might be around the next corner. Sometimes our curve balls cross the plate bearing a name like “cancer” and sometimes they clip the corner with the moniker “love” or synonyms therefore. Unlike the batter who knows the ball is coming and can see it’s...

Wine and Roses

This is a work of fiction... I love Stephen with all my heart. He is sexy and sweet. He has a cute patch of stubble, and a button nose. His voice turns me on so much that I feel moisture trickling down my thigh. He is my soul mate. He is not my boyfriend! He sits behind me in my lectures, so close that I can smell the exact brand of aftershave he is wearing. I am meant to be listening to the lecturer but I can only think about him , his body and his personality. We were meant for each other,...

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The Battle of Withered Roses

"Withered roses, forget, what they wept for day after day." I was an author. Not someone special no, but I guess for whatever reason, God gave me a special task. It was in November I started writing this book. It was something I thought the girls at my book club would like. Chapter 1 His name was Aaron. He was young man. Thin, but strong, or should I say strong boned. He lived with his two parents. His father was going old and senile. His mother was young and very concerned...

Oil of RosesChapter 64 Oil of Roses

Saturday 10/14/06 10:00 AM "Rise and shine, Master, Mistress, subbies galore!" rasped Dayna. "In two hours Dommi will be here to discuss scheduling." "She can fuckin' join us in bed," Carol said from under the covers. "So will Nancy Velacourt," Dayna continued. "She can definitely join us in bed," Harry said in a muffled voice. "Nope, she likes little oriental girls, you don't qualify," Dayna said. "Dammit." Harry's head came out from under the covers, and he grabbed a...

Like A Rose

ENGINE IDLE-Karl Christian von Kluge was a happy man. He was a blond, blue-eyed handsome youth of twenty whose features embodied his beloved Fuhrer’s Aryan ideals. A former Hitler ‘Jugend’ member, he was now a zealous party man and an ambitious ‘Leutnant’ in Hermann Goering’s Luftwaffe. He was proud to have been decorated personally by the Field Marshall after the Polish campaign. He loved his life as a warrior. He loved to fly, and, most of all, he loved his JU87 Stuka fighter bomber and the...

To Pick a Rose

She sat smiling at me.a look of devilment in her eyes,her tongue gently made a luscious journey accross her sensual lips,the smile said it all.’you want me..haha,but you can’t bring yourself to try can you’,it said.and she was fucking right.20,my wifes daughter from a previous bad relationship,all tarty and dressed to thrill a man into serious trouble.a wanting little cow who had already learnt long ago how to use her assets and to get what she wants just by being hot n sexy. I hate that kind...

Danny and Rose

Another time, another place. Another world identical to our own... Except for one crucial difference. DANNY AND ROSE "You ready yet?" Danny Radcliffe looked over towards the doorway, vaguely annoyed at the intrusion. At barely eight years old, he'd recently grown to resent his sister's constant policing of his behaviour. Worse still, she had absolutely no respect for his privacy, particularly when he was getting dressed. He'd complained to his mother about it just last week,...

To Pick a Rose

She sat smiling at me.a look of devilment in her eyes,her tongue gently made a luscious journey accross her sensual lips,the smile said it all."you want me..haha,but you can't bring yourself to try can you",it said.and she was fucking right.20,my wifes daughter from a previous bad relationship,all tarty and dressed to thrill a man into serious trouble.a wanting little cow who had already learnt long ago how to use her assets and to get what she wants just by being hot n sexy.I hate that kind of...

The Karen and Axl Rose

When Sam Philips was a kid, he’d dreamed of being a rock star, playing guitar in a rock band like Dokken, Mötley Crüe, or Guns N’ Roses. Those awesome bands he’d seen on MTV, on Headbanger’s Ball, those heavy metal icons he idolized and wanted to be. It was all he could imagine being. All he wanted since he could remember. His very first memory being him seeing an Ozzy Osbourne video on MTV. His face glued curiously to the TV, he’d gazed at the screen in awe, mesmerized by Randy Rhoades’...

Aunty Rose

Anal sex is something that I’ve wanted to try with Peter, for a long while. I knew that he wanted to try it as well but he was too afraid to ask. He’d been a virgin when I’d started ‘babysitting’ him as he’d called it. An eighteen-year-old man doesn’t need a babysitter in my eyes and he’d quickly come to appreciate the charms of an older woman. I don’t like the term ‘cougar’ but that’s what they called me – Peter and his friends. Sometimes I let them fuck me, too. When we had sex alone,...

Rose

Rose (F/f) By Dudetodude Note: I have re written an older story of mine and re posted it under my current pen name. Hope you enjoy it! This story is about an older woman and a young mother whose casual relationship had developed into more than what the young mother had expected. My name is Lacy and since my divorce six months ago, I have been living on my own with both my daughters 2 and 4 years old and trying to settle into a new life after 5 years of marriage. I have no family in town...

Breaking Ruby Rose

Erick had an unhealthy crush on lesbian starlet Ruby Rose for a long time. He often dreamt of finding her walking alone down a dark ally just so he could pin her down and fuck her tight pussy like there was no tommorow and now he was about to make that dream a reality. He took years to get his plan just right,he was hours away from putting his plan in motion. Thanks to his thurough stalking skills her knew Ruby took a long stretch of road home late at night after a tough day of shoots when and...

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My name is Harleen Quinzel. If you would have thought that I was going to say that my name was Harley Quinn, then you would have been dead wrong. I haven't called myself that in over two months now. As far as I am concerned, the woman that I used to be is dead. There is no way that I am going back to Arkham. I have done as much as I can to distance myself from that old wretched life. I am wearing my hair straight and slightly longer now and I am wearing silver glasses. I have an average build...

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* based on true story I am Samantha woman 30 yrs. Thunder crashed from outside..wind howls.against the windowpane. Creak.. went the door. Of my newly haunted house. Lights went out. Creek... my cat hurried in my bed as I lay sleeping. I lay sleeping. .my robe fell revealing my curves. And I felt someone watching me. The heat making my breasts wet. ..someone was watching me.. eyes glaring I sensed. Hearing a moan I fell back to sleep. Then. . Her harnds cupped my breast, caressing..Her hand...

Tales of an English Rose

Tales of an English RoseBy Lauries HusbandPART ONEThe cell phone on the bedside table chirped, momentarily breaking the concentration of the beautiful blonde laying back against the mound of pillows piled up against the headboard. The second chirp sent one hand towards the intrusive device and the other hand between her legs where it firmly held the curly black hair of the resort’s bartender in place. She pressed the little green button as the third chirp began.?Just a minute, Bob-cuck. Why...

Second Chances Chapter 23 La Vie en Rose

It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...

Books and Roses

Jeff absently straightens his tie as he climbs the wide, glass-sided staircase to the second floor of Borders Books. It is a weekday and near closing time. Few customers remain. Finally he is going to meet his mystery lover. After weeks of exchanging steaming correspondence, fantasies, and near-pornographic propositions over the Internet, they have arranged to meet for late drinks at a nearby restaurant, a ‘blind date.’ He checks his watch again – still too early. With time to kill he has...

THE ROSEBUD

You are here again. Although I love you more than life itself, you are an alien disturbance in this environment…a flaw in the space-time continuum inhabited by your brother Adam and I ever since the catastrophe that destroyed the marriage between your mother and I.Life on a hill country farm in the Wanganui back blocks is tough. But your mother came from Otago hill country farming stock, as I did, and we took on the isolation and backbreaking work with our eyes open. The land had been worked...

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A Bed Of roses

I arrive early at our hotel suite because I want to have things just perfect for our first meeting. I am nervous, but so very anxious to finally have a chance to enjoy all the wonderful things we’ve talked about in our letters and over the phone. Every possible scenario runs through my mind and I am getting so aroused it’s hard to keep my mind on what I am doing. I am just finishing my preparations when I hear you enter the sitting room. The lights are off and you fumble for the light switch...

The Pilgrimage of Eleanor Rosewood

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A Dream of Roses

We are coming home from a night out on the town, we are kissing, cuddling, and fondling with each other as we walked down the pathway to the front door. I opened the door for you and gave you a sweet sensuous kiss, on the lips as my tongue gently swiped over your lips. I lead you into the lounge room and went to make a cup of coffee for us, as I walked back in from the kitchen I see that you are slowly squirming in the seat. I watch you for a minute or two before you noticed me standing at the...

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Valentine’s Day is a time of seduction, and Sharon White is ready to go for it. She dons some sheer red lingerie and grabs a red rose, the perfect tools to really show off her curves while giving her a way to get her own party started. Waiting for Raul Costa to join her in the bedroom is a treat for Sharon as she runs those butter soft rose petals over her tender skin, from her inner thighs to the V created by her lingerie. When Raul finally joins Sharon, he doesn’t devour her as...

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I was 19 when I first saw this woman she was so dam sexy I fell in love with her at the very first sight , she was some where between 35 to 40 , tall , curvy , juicy tits and ample of ass , she came right up to me and said “hi I am Rose , your new neighbor “then she asked me my name I said “Ron” , you look so beautiful” she blushed and said “thank you Ron you are such a lovely boy , Ron could you help me unpack my stuff”I was more than happy as I am going to get more time to spend...

Wine and Roses

Friday night traffic on the Interstate was at a crawl, and it looked as though I would be later than usual getting home. It was shaping up to be a less than perfect ending to a less than perfect week.Things had looked bright enough on Monday morning, and it seemed like I would have a good week of sales. But, on Monday afternoon, an appointment for a large account was indefinitely postponed, and things went straight downhill from there. It was a Murphy’s Law kind of week punctuated with car...

The Rosebud

The Rosebud By Geneva In the turbulent times of mid 1500's in Scotland, John is accidentally changed to a girl, Marion. Change back is delayed after she is abducted to England. Eventually Marion finds love. This is another tale of the Budrose family. START I had been working through the counting exercises my mother had assigned me when the newcomer arrived. I was taking a welcome break at the time so I noticed my parents' unusual behaviour. That made me curious. They were...

Bed of roses

Picture the scene rose petals on the bed, Scented candles. Soft music playing. I would like to shower with you, then dry you off and lay you face down on the bed, then slowly start massaging your feet and legs then your thighs, and around your lower back area. Then I would work my way up to your back & shoulders and neck slowly rubbing all the muscles loosening you up. Then I would have you turn over and start moving my way down to your breasts cupping them softly in my hands, sucking on...

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Romantic lover Peirce has spread rose pedals across the hotel room for his very special secret night with sexy blonde cheating wife Riley. Riley, looking stunning, is taken with his thoughtful gestures and peels off her tight dress showing him her very sexy pink lingerie getting Peirce rock hard instantly. Enraptured Riley takes his swollen cock and sucks on it like a lustful lover swallowing every inch down her throat. Now Peirce needs to taste the sweet juices dripping out of her wet pink...

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NubileFilms Ariana Marie Romance And Roses

Ariana Marie lays in bed decked out in a bra, panties, and blindfold that are all the same deep blue. Her breath comes in short gasps as Lucas Frost caresses her skin with the petals of a rose, then leans forward to replace the flower with his lips. Removing Ariana’s bra, Lucas takes the time to tenderly explore each of her tan lined breasts and small hard nipples before shifting his attention lower on Ariana’s body. When Logan peels off Ariana’s panties and slides his tongue...

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FilthyMassage Kali Roses Glistening Up A Rose

Kali Roses is the definition of a PAWG. Thicc in all the right places. She comes in today to get oiled up & dicked down with Tyler Steel. He drizzles oil all over her lingerie, it soaks through pressing against her great tits. It cascades over her amazing ass & smooth skin while Tyler rubs & massages her. Her perfect pussy is already wet when Tyler fingers her, she moans as he digs deeper. She gives Tyler the sloppiest of deepthroat blowjobs before letting him penetrate her from...

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Generation Gap in Poetical Prose

I am just a man. Yes, I am tall and I am ‘built’ so the young woman said.. But, I really don’t think that I am that great looking, average looks, perhaps. So, why are young women attracted to me? I can honestly say ‘I have no idea!’ Beauty, sexiness and sex are in the eyes of the beholder. “I’ve waited all day, ”She said, “What kept you anyway?” She sat on my sofa with a pout, Early I guess her classes were out. “I do work from time to time,” said I, “But now you are mine,” she chimed, The...

Generation Gap in Poetical Prose

I am just a man. Yes, I am tall and I am "built" so the young woman said.. But, I really don't think that I am that great looking, average looks, perhaps. So, why are young women attracted to me? I can honestly say "I have no idea!" Beauty, sexiness and sex are in the eyes of the beholder.“I’ve waited all day, ”She said, “What kept you anyway?” She sat on my sofa with a pout, Early I guess her classes were out. “I do work from time to time,” said I, “But now you are mine,” she chimed, The pout...

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Donna and Nellie s Indiscretion the Hat and Donna turns heterosexual

Donna and Nellie’s Indiscretion I arrived late one evening at the pub which we always refer to as the Jill and Whistle. I was rather taken aback when I saw Nellie standing beside Donna. This would not normally arouse my indignation but on this occasion I was surprised because Nellie was holding the front of her skirt raised above her waist and Donna was staring intently at the revealed parts. I could not share the view because Nellie had her back to me. Nellie’s skirts are so short that lifting...

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RedTails Blue Rosette

"Hester," Olivia purred, "I want to order what those people are drinking." The Furling Ocelot cuddled the Furling Chinchilla who was sitting on her lap, and gestured in the direction of the party a couple tables over. Everyone present at Hot Summer Nights had paused in their dancing, dining, and drinking to watch the impromptu demonstration the inn keepers were conducting. Hester was shocked and stunned by what he was witnessing. The inn keeper's mate, a most stunning Furling Raccoon was...

Charli s Rosebud

It took a minute before Ryan realized the girl who caught his eye walking through the doors from baggage claim into the arrival area was his fifteen-year-old daughter, Charli. The beautifully built, raven-haired Asian girl was wearing a little fedora cocked at an angle, pulling a rolling suitcase and striding confidently through the doors in a black pencil skirt that looked too short to be practical for traveling in. She was also wearing a matching black jacket that almost made the outfit look...

Blood Red Roses

The National Weather Service was predicting a steady decline in temperature along with light snow flurries for the next five to seven days. However, as the storm that was pummeling the east coast began to worsen, so did the snow and the winds in Ohio. By Sunday evening, Akron’s snowplows had fallen so far behind schedule that only the main highways, through, in, and out of the city were plowed…. Monday was looking less and less like it was going to be either a back to work or a back to school...

Coffins Roses

The gaunt, auburn-haired girl easily stood out in the small seaside village of Drumliffey, almost at the tip of the Irish mainland’s southernmost point. She kept her head bent while she walked along the street, as though she was looking for something but wanted to pretend she wasn’t. Everyone recognised her as a city girl. Only Dublin girls wore powder blue suits with short skirts and double collars. Only Dublin girls would totter along the cobbled street in six inch heels. Drumliffey women...

Wine and Roses

This is a work of fiction… I love Stephen with all my heart. He is sexy and sweet. He has a cute patch of stubble, and a button nose. His voice turns me on so much that I feel moisture trickling down my thigh. He is my soul mate. He is not my boyfriend! He sits behind me in my lectures, so close that I can smell the exact brand of aftershave he is wearing. I am meant to be listening to the lecturer but I can only think about him , his body and his personality. We were meant for each other,...

Roses

It's 11:45 pm and all you can hear is laughter and loud, obnoxious music that nobody in their right mind should like, yet all you can do, probably due to the booze, is dance to the beat. It's during your drunk dancing session that you finally bump back into your friend.

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Shower of Roses

This is the story of my best friend and how one weekend together, changed our lives forever. A friend who now I am happy to call friend and if it wasn’t for fate, you know…wifey she will be called. But as we all know fate has its way of fucking with us and as for Christin and I, it did more than fucking with our life. Christin is now married to my eldest brother while I have not found ‘the young’ and I hope soon but till I found her let me enjoy the memories with you guys of how it happened...

Dandelion Memories of Yesterday s Roses

The day dawned bright and clear in lush green pastoral setting at the North Union Cemetery. That morning, a young boy had jumped at the chance to go with his Great Uncle Homer, a World War I soldier, to help mow and clean up the picturesque old cemetery in time for Memorial Day which is only days away. Although he would have been willing to do it for nothing, because he loved hanging around with his Uncle Homer; the old soldier wouldn't hear of it. On the way over to the cemetery, the old...

All Is Not Roses

You know the old saying: If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But there are times when life gives you strawberries and the best you can come up with is sour, puckering lemon juice. That's the way I was feeling. My name is Gene Shallot — yeah, just like little onions — and I'm 27 years old. Although I'm 5'10" I weigh just 135 pounds straight out of the shower before any water drips off so I'm not big; that has always bugged me because I have a huge appetite. I've got unruly brown...

Sandals and Roses

It's nice being able to finally lay back and enjoy your life. Not that I didn't enjoy it before the divorce. I just never had time. Working pretty much 7 days a week for eight years wears a body out. Especially when some of those days you go straight from one job to another. Now, that's not a problem. I don't have Sue riding me to get out and go to one of the many jobs I had. Not that we were hurting for money. She just always wanted more. Of course, I was the one that was to get it for...

Eighteen Yellow Roses

"Reg, 'andy you dropped by mate, I need a little favour!" my cousin Pete said, as I killed Bonnie's engine. Pete hadn't even given me time to kick the prop-stand down, let alone climb off the bike. Bonnie by the way is my 1962 vintage Thriumph Bonneville. She's probably a little old-fashioned when compared to modern bikes, but she's the real deal, something I'd dreamed of owning since I'd first clapped eyes on one as a young man. By then I had enough money to indulge my whims; I'd...

Hockey Sticks and Roses

Without question, the hardest thing I ever had to do as a mother was to tell my son that his father and I were getting a divorce because I was a lesbian. On the surface, we were a typical well-off middle-class suburban family. Josh's father and I had good careers; he was a marine draftsman, and I was a nurse. Josh was a typical boy for his time and place. He lived and breathed hockey, and sometimes it seemed little else interested him. We lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood, my...

Bird SongChapter 7 Ring a ring of roses

James MacLaren and his wife arrived at his parent's house and rang the bell. James' father, David, opened the door and they could both see immediately that there was something wrong with him. They pushed past into the house, Avril fussing over her father-in-law, and found his wife, Ivy, lying on the sofa covered by a duvet. If anything she looked worse than her husband, her skin pallid and her eyes looking sunken in her face. Avril busied herself putting on the kettle and looking in the...

The CatalystChapter 73 Smelling the Roses

[Like who was going to sleep with whom tonight.] That discussion was fast, furious and fun. With 9 people, 5-women, 4-guys and 3 beds it was going to be interesting. Since Sarah, Linda and Jamie would only allow one particular cock in their pussies AND demanded ALL of their guy’s deposits, they assigned themselves to whatever bed their guys were in. TJ, Janet and Mary decided to play ‘musical beds’ then planned to ‘sleep’ together. Greg and I slept with Jamie and Sarah, who both insisted on...

Good Medicine Junior YearChapter 10 Stop And Smell The Roses

July 1, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Are you OK?” Clarissa asked on Friday morning as we lay in bed together. “Why wouldn’t I be?” “You seemed a bit out of sorts last night. Did that kiss bother you?” I smiled, “Not the way you mean. It was just, well, to be blunt, fighting a reaction. And losing.” Clarissa laughed softly, “I know. I felt it when I spooned. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. I liked the kiss. The other reaction is kind of involuntary. As I keep saying, testosterone knows NOTHING about...

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