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The Girls Part 9 of 9 Jane s Pain

Jane wore a pair of stretch shorts and a halter top. I noted that none of the halter buttons were done up and that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She carried her sandals and a small beach bag which she put down beside her as she sat beside me. We both stared out at the river silently. I waited for her to say something. I really didn’t know how to start this rendezvous. I mean, how did I begin this? We were meeting so I could take her virginity for gosh sake. We had never even been alone together....

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Johncrinshaw1 Sara is such a wonderful grade A student. Known as a joy in high school, she was the envy of many students as well as teachers. Many tried to persuade her to give herself to them but having never needed a favor to pass a class, it never happened. She was usually the one found tutoring her classmates or serving as assistant teacher. With beautiful hair and stormy eyes, her amazing curves in all the right places always teased and tantalized. As an exceptional student, she has...

Date Ends in Pain

After we finish eating the delicious clams, Scott asks me quite bluntly if I would like to go to his house. Of course, in my mind I'm shrieking and freaking out. However, I cooly respond with "Sure! Sounds fun." I click my way over to his car, and like a true gentlemen, he opens the door for me. I slid in, and on the way to his house we chat about work and parents and life. After what seems to be hours, but is probably five minutes, Scott pulls into his driveway and opens my...

Introduction to Pain

I had a bottle of wine, a nice cigar and made sure that I was presentable. I liked to keep my hair tied up, because I liked the way his fingers felt in my hair when he pulled out the pins. He came in with his bag of toys. We make it as far as the hallway before I’m on my knees sucking him. My tongue wrapped around him, moving up and down, up and down. I was drinking him down, his hard cock pushing farther and farther down my throat. He was moaning, the pins from my hair falling to...

Easing his pain

Dark, scary graveyard or safe, well lit road? Which route to take home seemed like a clear cut choice but the shortcut through the grave yard was so much quicker. Oh screw it! What could possibly go wrong? I pushed open the gate and started along the path. The full moon climbed high in the sky casting an ethereal glow to light my way, bright enough to cast shadows. The summer night was cool but not cold. Crickets chirped in the grass, slowly becoming the only sound as I moved deeper into the...

I felt the big pain

Hello my friends. I realised u liked my diary. I went trough of a lot of memories, good and bad, nice and ugly , but most of the memories of that time is about how to make someone's happy. After my fathers start to see me as a girl ,who can satisfy him in lots of different ways. Slowly slowly I get use to it . To how be a good girl for him and how to quickly in different places specially in public places make a cover up story or cover my naked body for good. I loved my father and my female...

Kelley Likes a Little Pain

Kelley Likes a Little Pain There is this lady that I work with that lives in the neighboring suburb with her husband and two c***dren that I sometimes hookup with. One of these more recent hookups happened recently and I'd like to share it with you. Her name is Kelley, and she supposedly comes over to my suburb in Saturday mornings to go to yoga classes. This one Saturday in particular she stopped by. I should stop here and say that any time she comes over to my house, or on the infrequent...

She discovers my foot feish with her sexy red pain

I'm dating this gorgeous 21 yr old, we'll call her Sarah, who has really indulged my foot fetish. Particularly, she loves it when I cum on her feet after fucking. I thought I would Commit to writing the story of how she discovered my fetish and how well it turned out for me.It was just a few weeks from when we began dating. We had been out drinking and dancing and came back to my place, late at 2am. As we were through the front door we were kissing passionately. My hands would roam up her legs...

Pain

Pain I see you sitting there with a great look of despair What could be so horribly bad to make your face look so sad I see your hand resting on a knife are you thinking of taking your life if you are I want you to see just how great life and love can be you may not know but I'm your friend I'll stand by you to the very end come now and take my hand with a friend life won't be so bland a good life we together could seek if you like take a little peek together we go hand in...

Easing his pain

Dark, scary graveyard or safe, well lit road? Which route to take home seemed like a clear cut choice but the shortcut through the grave yard was so much quicker. Oh screw it! What could possibly go wrong? I pushed open the gate and started along the path. The full moon climbed high in the sky casting an ethereal glow to light my way, bright enough to cast shadows. The summer night was cool but not cold. Crickets chirped in the grass, slowly becoming the only sound as I moved deeper into the...

Tits For Pain

By the time she turned nineteen, she knew she wasn't like the other girls. It happened when a group of men seeing her on the street called her "sweater-meat." She should have been angry or blushed with shame. Instead, she felt a thrill. They'd noticed. Her tits were phenomenol. Men WANTED her. They wanted her TITS. She could tell by their expressions they wanted to put their hands under her blouse, tug at her bra, "feel her up." She knew what the expression meant. It was about what she came...

Daily Pain

Daily Pain Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I pulled up the new pantybrief, making sure there was no bulge, then went in the bath to do my makeup, no longer just a mere slash of red lipstick like when I was younger, but instead, full facial makeup. I had grown tired of hiding all the time, sneaking around, stealing the chance to dress up when I could, and decided to put an end to it, and now that I had the perfect opportunity, well, I couldn't let it pass. Finishing my...

Pleasure and pain

Chapter 1: Introduction "But why is it so... pink""I think she's cute""I Think I'm going to throw up"It was pitch black except for a single flashlight shining when Cupid opened her eyes she tried to look around but instantly shut her eyes back as the light from the flashlight hit her eyes. As her eyes finally adjusted she tried to stand up, when she couldn't she looked down to see she was tied to a chair. She franticky started looking around. Behind the flashlight she could see two figures...

The Strawberry Patch Book 2 Lost and FoundChapter 18 The Families Story 02 ndash Love And Pain

October – Year 3 “What? Blossom what in the hell made you think of that after everything I said to you today?” “Because now I see your beautiful wives and two of your babies and I know that there is no way that you can fit me and my babies into your life.” “Paul, let me handle this.” Lynn spoke to her husband slowly, before moving towards Blossom. “Blossom. Do you love Paul?” “Yes. More than anything in the world.” “So when your babies are born, your plan is to give them up for...

Master PC Child of the ProgramChapter 21 Papers and Pain

"Good Morning, Johnson, Jackson and Hayes. How may I direct your call?" The voice was pleasant and female. "I'm not sure. I'm looking at some old acquisition papers from about nineteen years ago. They're on your firm's letterhead. I need to talk to someone regarding what these papers involve. My name is all over them, and I was an infant when they were drawn up." "Okay, are there any signatures on the papers?" Of course there were. "Yes: Garret Setton and Ronald...

The Painting

When he looked up again, Oleg savored the scene with all his senses. The small room was hot and humid, countless candles were strewn about, providing a flickering, cozy atmosphere. The young woman slowly rotated around herself, her eyes obscured by a crimson leather blindfold. Oleg couldn't get enough of the view. The color of that blindfold contrasted so well with the model's short, blond bob and her flawless, pearly-white skin. Drool was seeping out of her stuffed mouth and made its way...

Selling a Painting

It seemed so simple but the Comptesse had other ideas This in entirely a work of fiction Some sound woke Max but the siesta had left him completely disorientated. His unfocussed eyes first detected a blurred figure perhaps ten feet away but when everything finally snapped into focus he realised it was a woman and only then that she was completely naked. The female was posed with arms stretched upwards as if to welcome the sunlight and although he had only a rear view it was obvious even to...

FINGER PAINTING

Sadie loved being painted. She had the body the artists loved. Today she was with Sam and she was standing naked as he looked over her nude form. She had big firm tits and a nice round ass and a flat stomach. He also was naked except fr the brief speedo he wore which hugged his nice thick cock. He decided to do a jungle theme on her body. After he was done he would take pictures and send them in to a company for further jobs. He needed to cover her whole body with a basic flavored cream...

Windmills in Spain

Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. sorry * Janet and I had been married for twelve years. We had been sweethearts since we were ten years old. I was never interested in college, so I got an entry-level job at Desmond Engineering, as a draftsman right out of high school. Janet and I were married a year later and the next year we were the proud parents of twin girls: Bethany and Brittany. Things were rough for the first few years, but we...

Granny on Holiday in Spain

Sue had been on holiday for four or five days - the youngsters on the beach were very friendly to this naked older women walking about – Meany of the boys loved it and Sue was getting use to a boy her grandsons age giving her big tits a good morning group and the braver one’s having a feel of her cunt --mind you the odd girl enjoyed a quick grope too.Walking to the spot where they normally sun bathed this cheeky young sod asked – Sue can you put on some sun lotion I’m getting burnt - Sue...

A holiday in Spain

One June went to stay at La Marina, an estate a few miles South of Alicante where we had rented a two bedroom property. We had been to La Marina several times before so didn’t need to play the tourist, we had books to read and Sudoku puzzles and planned to have an internet and phone free break on the naturist beach which is a short drive away.As you approach the beach you can park your car on either sides of the road and when you get to the beach turn left for the family beach area and turn...

MyDirtyMaid Ginebra Bellucci Stretching my Maid s Asshole in Spain

Every so often the cleaning company sends me some hot fucking maids. However, this week they went above and beyond. This beauty named Ginebra arrived at my door. From the moment I saw her, I knew I had to get her naked. After some time passed, I made her an offer that she couldn’t refuse. I payed her a couple of more bucks to clean my house in her panties and eventually completely naked. It took a little bit of convincing but eventually, I was balls deep inside my maids asshole. I stretched her...

Poolside Sex in Spain

Note: This story is completely fictional! It was a loud and alcohol was flowing freely, out on the patio at Mirasierra. It was late in the evening, the youngster was plastered, and then he saw the gorgeous brunette doing laps in the pool. Her form was perfect and as she passed in the penumbra of the crescent moon with each lap, it seemed she was skyclad naked. Needing a little sobering up, not to mention aroused by this mystery lady in the villa's pool, he disrobed and slid unbeknownst into the...

Heavy is the Head

“Will you be needing any assistance in these trying times, my queen?” warbled a dusky warmth from behind her. In reply, the queen reached up and wrapped her own dainty set of digits around the knobbled sausage-thick fingers comforting her. “No. I have a kingdom to run now; my people will need me at my strongest. I cannot afford not to show my emotions – even the ones I bear most burdensome,” spoke the yet-unsworn ruler in her most practiced impression of confidence. It was, however, an...

Heavy Traffic Ch 08

One of their cell phones was ringing, but Sean didn’t know which it was. Amanda jumped from her bed, entered Sean’s room and answered it without regard for which of them it belonged to. Glancing at the clock beside the bed, Sean saw that it was only 3AM. Whether it was his phone or Amanda’s that rang, any call at this time of the morning couldn’t be good news. He propped the pillows behind his shoulders and leaned against the headboard waiting, and listening to Amanda as well as the...

Heavy Breath Ch 01

I would never be brave enough to be one of the real slaves. What they were doing right now was something I would never have enough courage for, even if I waited and let gallons and gallons of courage build up for my whole life. I wished though. I wished hard and I wished often. I wished I could do it. I wanted to know the feeling of giving myself completely, not only to one Master, but to many. If only for a moment like all of the other slaves were doing right now. I was at a slave auction,...

Heavy Traffic Ch 18

As the crow flies, Jun Kim’s house on Woodlake Drive was probably less than ten miles from Stephan Mota’s own house, but due to the shape of Lake Lanier along its southern shoreline and the congestion caused by mid-afternoon traffic, it took Mota more than an hour to drive there. Exchanging nothing beyond the standard pleasantries until they had boarded Kim’s twenty-five foot pontoon boat and had reached a distance from the shore that would render parabolic microphones ineffective, the two men...

Heavy Traffic Ch 10

The one hour time change allowed Sean and Amanda to arrive at the airport in Tennessee only minutes after their departure from Atlanta. Sean had previously arranged for a car and driver to meet them, so within five minutes of Jeannie Sexton opening the door of the aircraft for them, they were seated in the back of the car heading out of the airport. Sean had advised their pilot to check into the Wallace hotel property adjacent to the airport where a room was reserved for her. He would contact...

Heavy Traffic Ch 07

Sean stood in the vestibule of the Detention Center watching the rain outside while waiting for Mickey to finish her meetings. He thought it was always interesting to observe the natural wonder of the weather from a dry, comfortable location. A person seldom had the same appreciation for thunderstorms while exposed to their elements directly, so Sean used the varying intensity of the rain as cloud cells moved past in the sky to focus his thoughts on the events of the day. He wanted to...

Heavy Traffic Ch 01

Some men deserve to die, but these three deserved to spend the rest of their miserable lives wishing they were dead. Sean ‘Recon’ Wallace heard the woman screaming as soon as the doors to the van had opened. Noticing headlights in the pre-dawn darkness he had watched the van driving to the remote cabin of his neighbor Glenn Parker as he was cutting through the woods on his way to his own cabin about a mile farther into the southwest Georgia wilderness. The winding dirt road the van had chosen...

Heavy Traffic Ch 15

‘Z17 is 10-41,’ reported Sandy Springs police patrol Sergeant Debbi Proctor. She had just pulled her marked cruiser out of the police headquarters parking lot onto Roswell Road so informing Communications of her start of shift status was department protocol. Her start of patrol was always the last for the mid-day shift since she had to give the briefing to the other officers and make certain that everyone had everything they needed before she started her supervisory patrol. The immediate...

Heavy Traffic Ch 16

Elliott Greer had arrived early Sunday morning, which due to the time difference between Sydney and Atlanta placed his arrival only four hours later than his departure time – on the same day of the week. Jet-lag may catch up with him eventually, but being able to sleep on the flight greatly reduce the effects and also allowed him to get to work as soon as Samuel Baldwin had presented him with the Smartphone that Amanda had provided. Before exiting the Atlanta airport, Elliott had confirmed his...

Heavy Traffic Ch 03

Just prior to reaching Camilla, Georgia where they switched from Highway 97 to Highway 300, Sean received a second signal bar on the display of his cell phone and determined that he would be able to maintain a connection that justified pairing the phone with his hands-free Bluetooth feature in his car. Amanda watched as Sean paired his phone and silently demonstrated her appreciation by making a zippered motion across her lips, followed by a smile. Sean saw her motion and grinned as he nodded...

Heavy Traffic Ch 17

The only difference between the abandoned roadhouse called The Outpost and an over-sized outhouse was the absence of a crescent moon cut-out on the door. Sean glanced at the CO monitor on the seat and then at his watch. Nine hundred and fifty parts per million had been displayed for the past twenty minutes. The sound of the men in the building complaining of headaches had ceased, but he could still hear the occasional vomiting attack through his headset. The transmitter in the building would...

Heavy Traffic Ch 09

‘Were you raised in the Methodist Church?’ Amanda asked Sean as they took the Peachtree Industrial Boulevard exit from the perimeter loop and headed north. Sean had told her where they would be meeting his grandmother. ‘From Sunday School through baptism and beyond,’ replied Sean. ‘I attended Wesleyan Schools from Kindergarten through high school. You?’ ‘Same with me, except as you know I was home schooled,’ confirmed Amanda. ‘The similarities between us really are amazing when you think...

Heavy Traffic Ch 11

Amanda finished her latest e-mail correspondence with Jeremy Thorndike and Bryce Pierre. She then stood and walked out of Sean’s office to see if Moe had assembled the personnel yet. She found the last few people just positioning chairs into the open area of the office and taking their seats. The chairs had been arranged in a manner where Amanda was the center of everyone’s focus as she exited the office. Moe stood and leaned against her own cubicle as Amanda addressed the staff. ‘Good...

Heavy Traffic Ch 19

Gail Bennett was not excited about letting her protectee drive herself, but she did understand Amanda’s desire to celebrate obtaining her driver’s license. The escort car led the way with four agents inside, and Amanda had promised to stay close enough to it so that no other car would be able to insinuate itself between her car and her protection. The trail car that Gail was driving had three additional agents, but her years with the Secret Service made her overly cautious. The escort vehicle...

Heavy Traffic Ch 13

Sean knew that he had never seen his Grandmother Wallace laugh so much, especially during a formal dinner. She started the meal in exceptionally good spirits, and that made her even more susceptible to the humorous tales that Amanda told about her life in Australia, as well as the anecdotes that Ben Evans shared about dumb criminals. Sean, Kirby, Wendy and Moe also struggled with timing every bite of food or drink of wine to avoid embarrassing themselves by laughing with their mouths full. In...

Heavy Traffic Ch 06

Sheriff Morgan Smith was perturbed that his attempts to contact the men making the movie were unsuccessful, but he wasn’t entirely surprised. The lack of cellular signals throughout large portions of his county was something he and his staff dealt with every day. As he made the turn onto the road leading to Glenn Parker’s cabin, Sheriff Morgan started imagining the positive aspects of him needing to communicate with the men in person. While he had no interest in watching the girl die at the...

Heavy Traffic Ch 02

When she took his hand, they both felt something different. It was like a switch had been thrown with her touch. Sean suddenly felt like he had more blood in his body than he had had just a minute ago, and he could almost swear that he felt it warming as it rose up his arm, through his shoulder, and further into his body and soul. He didn’t understand it, but he took notice of it and enjoyed brief thoughts of what it foretold. Amanda felt strength in Sean’s touch such as she had never...

Heavy Traffic Ch 12

Amanda let Carol lead her and Wendy through the house, pointing out antiques and other items of obvious pride or sentimental stature among all the furnishings and decorations. Graciously acknowledging the presentations while limiting her own questions and comments seemed to Amanda to be the best way to expedite the tour and allow her to get back to Sean. When Carol led them into the basement of the house, Amanda was prepared to excuse herself in order to bring the tour to an end. However,...

Heavy Traffic Ch 04

Sean and Mickey continued to discuss their tactics for the rescue as Amanda checked Sean’s e-mail and noticed a new message from Bryce Pierre. ‘Bryce Pierre has sent out an e-mail,’ she told Sean. Do you want me to read it to you?’ ‘Yeah, let’s see what he had to say.’ Amanda started reading aloud, ‘To: All employees of Wallace Enterprises From: Bryce Pierre – Attorney at Law Subject: Insubordination As the legal representative for Wallace Enterprises and its owner Sean Wallace, I have...

Heavy Spiced Sub Standard Experience 8211 Part 4

I was been waked up in the afternoon around 2 PM. It was the manager who woke me up. He asked me to get a bath and get prepared. I inquired and he said that I was going to the second client right now. I said that I supposed it to be a night only. He said that they are getting very much impatient and so they are forcing for it. I got a bath and freshened up. He gave me some stuff which was illogical to wear. It looked like I was going for some fancy-dress party. I got a knife holder around my...

Heavy Spiced Sub Standard Experience Part 2

What the hell was happening? They were taking my nude pictures and videos. I objected and texted my boyfriend. Within 5 minutes he immediately came to the rescue My boyfriend came into the room and said to leave me alone and he will pay the bills immediately. The manager looked annoyed and pretended like he was betrayed. He told me and my boyfriend to sit on the sofa. He passed me a towel so that I could wrap it around. As I sat there he said something to his troops. His troops searched my bag...

Heavy Spiced Sub Standard Experience 8211 Part 1

Myself Rakhi Janghel. I’m 27 years old. People say I’m an awesome bombshell, have perfectly shaped breasts, thick thighs, curved bums. I haven’t been a mother yet so my tummy is flat with a deep navel. Soft and tender lips, pink of color, fair skin beautiful face cuts, long and sharp nose. I don’t stuff myself with jewelry and use only a nose ring, just like Sania Mirza uses. It enhances my beauty. I’m a doctor by profession, a gynecologist to be specific. I’m married to a doctor. But he...

Heavy Is The Head

You are about to embark on an erotic journey; however, you do not know you are about to embark on any journey, erotic or otherwise. To you, you are Will Saxon, bachelor, unlucky in love, but lucky in attaining a broad range of averageness in most other arenas. By day, you are a self-employed IT security consultant, drawing on your years of experience as a data pusher at TechTitan. In your short time as a freelancer, you’ve enjoyed your share of freedom from the middle men – and your domineering...

Heavy Spiced Sub standard Experience

Myself Rakhi Janghel I’m 25 years old, People say I’m an awesome bombshell, have perfect shaped breast, thick thighs, curved bums, as I haven’t been a mother yet so tummy is flat with deep navel. Soft and tender lips, pink of colour, fair skin beautiful face cuts, long and sharp nose. I don’t stuff myself with jewellery and use only a nose ring, just like Sania Mirza uses, which actually enhance my beauty. I’m a doctor by profession, a gynaecologist to be specific. I’m married to a doctor...

Heavy TrafficChapter 2

By the time they left the rest area, the worst of the heat had broken and a fine, misting rain had begun to fall. Thunder rumbled as they slid back into the turgid flow of traffic. "So," Fiona asked finally. "What happens now?" Jack pondered the question, "What do you want to happen?" It was a long time before Fiona said, "I think we should put this behind us. It was ... the sort of thing that could only happen once ... on vacation. I want to grow old with you, Jack." She shrugged,...

Heavy LoadChapter 4

Cas had traveled halfway across the universe, mostly getting by on nothing more than a smug smile, roguish charm and a thick cock. From experienced hookers eager to please to dainty virgins, he’d been with every type of girl you could think of a dozen times. And occasionally, he’d been with more than one type of girl at a time. There’d been that threesome with those triple-breasted gene-mod twins he’d met in the Outer Rim. The four-way at the Redhorn Saloon after a particularly good payday...

Heavy TrafficChapter 2

When she took his hand, they both felt something different. It was like a switch had been thrown with her touch. Sean suddenly felt like he had more blood in his body than he had had just a minute ago, and he could almost swear that he felt it warming as it rose up his arm, through his shoulder, and further into his body and soul. He didn’t understand it, but he took notice of it and enjoyed brief thoughts of what it foretold. Amanda felt strength in Sean’s touch such as she had never...

Heavy TrafficChapter 3

Just before reaching Camilla, Georgia where they switched from Highway 97 to Highway 300, Sean received a second signal bar on the display of his cell phone and determined that he would be able to maintain a connection that justified pairing the phone with his hands-free Bluetooth feature in his car. Amanda watched as Sean paired his phone and silently demonstrated her appreciation by making a zippered motion across her lips, followed by a smile. Sean saw her motion and grinned as he nodded...

Heavy TrafficChapter 4

Sean and Mickey continued to discuss their tactics for the rescue as Amanda checked Sean’s e-mail and noticed a new message from Bryce Pierre. “Bryce Pierre has sent out an e-mail,” she told Sean. Do you want me to read it to you?” “Yeah, let’s see what he had to say.” Amanda started reading aloud; ‘To: All employees of Wallace Enterprises From: Bryce Pierre – Attorney at Law Subject: Insubordination As the legal representative for Wallace Enterprises and its owner Sean Wallace, I have...

Heavy TrafficChapter 6

Sheriff Morgan Smith was perturbed that his attempts to contact the men making the movie were unsuccessful, but he wasn’t entirely surprised. The lack of cellular signals throughout large portions of his county was something he and his staff dealt with every day. As he made the turn onto the road leading to Gideon James’ cabin, Sheriff Morgan started imagining the positive aspects of him needing to communicate with the men in person. While he had no interest in watching the girl die at the...

Heavy TrafficChapter 7

Sean stood in the vestibule of the Detention Center, watching the rain outside while waiting for Mickey to finish her meetings. He thought it was always interesting to observe the natural wonder of the weather from a dry, comfortable location. A person seldom had the same appreciation for thunderstorms while exposed to their elements directly, so Sean used the varying intensity of the rain as cloud cells moved past in the sky to focus his thoughts on the events of the day. He wanted to...

Heavy TrafficChapter 8

One of their cell phones was ringing, but Sean didn’t know which it was. Amanda jumped from her bed, entered Sean’s room and answered it without regard for which of them it belonged to. Glancing at the clock beside the bed, Sean saw that it was only 3 am. Whether it was his phone or Amanda’s that rang, any call at this time of the morning couldn’t be good news. He propped the pillows behind his shoulders and leaned against the headboard waiting, and listening to Amanda as well as the...

Heavy TrafficChapter 9

“Were you raised in the Methodist Church?” Amanda asked Sean as they took the Peachtree Industrial Boulevard exit from the perimeter loop, and headed north. Sean had told her where they would be meeting his grandmother. “From Sunday School through baptism and beyond,” replied Sean. “I attended Wesleyan Schools from Kindergarten through high school. You?” “Same with me, except as you know, I was homeschooled,” confirmed Amanda. “The similarities between us really are amazing when you think...

Heavy TrafficChapter 10

The one-hour time change allowed Sean and Amanda to arrive at the airport in Tennessee only minutes after their departure from Atlanta. Sean had previously arranged for a car and driver to meet them, so within five minutes of Jeannie Sexton opening the door of the aircraft for them, they were seated in the back of the car heading out of the airport. Sean had advised their pilot to check into the Wallace hotel property adjacent to the airport, where a room was reserved for her. He would...

Heavy TrafficChapter 11

Amanda finished her latest e-mail correspondence with Jeremy Thorndike and Bryce Pierre. She then stood and walked out of Sean’s office to see if Moe had assembled the personnel yet. She found the last few people just positioning chairs into the open area of the office, and taking their seats. The chairs had been arranged in a manner where Amanda was the center of everyone’s focus as she exited the office. Moe stood and leaned against her own cubicle as Amanda addressed the staff. “Good...

Heavy TrafficChapter 12

Amanda let Carol lead her and Wendy through the house, pointing out antiques and other items of obvious pride or sentimental stature among all the furnishings and decorations. Graciously acknowledging the presentations while limiting her questions and comments seemed to Amanda to be the best way to expedite the tour, and allow her to get back to Sean. When Carol led them into the basement of the house, Amanda was prepared to excuse herself in order to bring the tour to an end. However, when...

Heavy TrafficChapter 13

Sean knew that he had never seen his Grandmother Wallace laugh so much, especially during a formal dinner. She started the meal in exceptionally good spirits, and that made her even more susceptible to the humorous tales that Amanda told about her life in Australia, as well as the anecdotes that Ben Evans shared about dumb criminals. Sean, Kirby, Wendy and Moe also struggled with timing every bite of food or drink of wine to avoid embarrassing themselves by laughing with their mouths...

Heavy TrafficChapter 15

“Z17 is 10-41,” reported Sandy Springs police patrol Sergeant Debbi Proctor. She had just pulled her marked cruiser out of the police headquarters parking lot onto Roswell Road so informing Communications of her start of shift status was department protocol. Her start of patrol was always the last for the mid-day shift since she had to give the briefing to the other officers and make certain that everyone had everything they needed before she started her supervisory patrol. The immediate...

Heavy TrafficChapter 16

Elliott Greer had arrived early Sunday morning, which due to the time difference between Sydney and Atlanta placed his arrival only four hours later than his departure time; on the same day of the week. Jetlag may catch up with him eventually, but being able to sleep on the flight greatly reduced the effects and also allowed him to get to work as soon as Samuel Baldwin had presented him with the Smartphone that Amanda had provided. Before exiting the Atlanta airport, Elliott had confirmed...

Heavy TrafficChapter 17

The only difference between the abandoned roadhouse called “The Outpost” and an oversized outhouse was the absence of a crescent moon cut-out on the door. Sean glanced at the CO monitor on the seat, and then at his watch. Nine hundred and fifty parts per million had been displayed for the past twenty minutes. The sound of the men in the building complaining of headaches had ceased, but he could still hear the occasional vomiting attack through his headset. The transmitter in the building...

Heavy TrafficChapter 18

As the crow flies, Jun Kim’s house on Woodlake Drive was probably less than ten miles from Stephan Mota’s own house, but due to the shape of Lake Lanier along its southern shoreline, and the congestion caused by mid-afternoon traffic, it took Mota more than an hour to drive there. Exchanging nothing beyond the standard pleasantries until they had boarded Kim’s twenty-five-foot pontoon boat, and had reached a distance from the shore that would render parabolic microphones ineffective, the two...

Heavy TrafficChapter 19

Gail Bennet was not excited about letting her protectee drive herself, but she did understand Amanda’s desire to celebrate obtaining her driver’s license. The escort car led the way with four agents inside, and Amanda had promised to stay close enough to it so that no other car would be able to insinuate itself between her car and her protection. The trail car that Gail was driving had three additional agents, but her years with the Secret Service made her overly cautious. The escort vehicle...

Heavy TrafficChapter 20

The fog that preceded full consciousness was filled with pain. The pain didn’t subside as DeMarcus’ wakefulness increased; it only became more intense and widespread. The brightness on the other side of his eyelids implied light, but DeMarcus was hesitant to subject his eye to it just yet. The voice suddenly speaking convinced him to open his eyes. “We have eye movement. Tell the doctor that the patient may be regaining consciousness.” DeMarcus opened one eye to see the back of a person...

The Warrior Caught by FlowersChapter 15 Time to Die Painfully

Down in the dungeon, Hiryu made up his mind. “Demon.” He said. When that failed to get a response, he said sharply, “Eigis!” The demon’s orange ears pricked. He glanced up. “What is it, human?” “I refuse to hang around here for the next few days and watch you devour me. Slash me up instead. Make me bleed until I lose consciousness, and finish eating me up.” As the demon sniffed and promptly ignored his request, bending down to eat more, he added, “You said you hate noisy and flailing prey....

Grace and the Longest TieChapter 9 An artist becomes the slut in her paintings

NARRATIVE: Grace awoke. She was laying naked on a bed with three naked young men who were fondling her. Two were sucking and squeezing her ample breasts whilst the third was between her flayed open legs sucking and fingering her cunt. Then a finger touched the rose of her ass and wiggled and tickled it until it slowly worked its way right up her ass. GRACE: I cannot fully describe how wonderful this was feeling. I even moved my bottom to make it easier for the finger to get right up my...

Paint

© 2000 "She's doing it again." I told Bill, more nonchalantly this time. After all, I had watched her routine at least twelve times by now. I left good neighbor Bunny to her strip tease and returned to my painting. "Doing what again?" Bill asked, as if he didn't know. I guess he thought I would forget he had watched Bunny's routine at least twelve times by now, too. Standing right next to me, no less. My paintbrush hit the wall with a wet splat followed by the shush-shushing of my...

Pleasure and Pain

None of us had any real sexual experience apart from masturbation and we all had hours of that! Some lads had girlfriends but it was an era when holding hands was about the limit and any teenaged girl who allowed a boy to touch her breasts outside her clothing was considered to be little more than a slut. The only sexual activity was between teenaged boys! I can remember standing up in the urinals in the toilets, in a line of boys, all with rapidly moving right wrists and breathing heavily...

Cure for Pain

Scuford enters the room and bursts out laughing. He swings his bag into a corner and crashes on the sofa bed in R Tur’s apartment.R Tur’s happy to see him. He has been worrying lately bout bills piling up. But the sight of his boyfriend chases away all those depressing thoughts.- You want a drink? I have orange juice and mineral water?- Can you give me a punch?- A punch? That is something for adults!- Yes, but today I feel like trying one.R Tur figures he too has to loosen up a bit, so he goes...

How I Felt The Pain

Hello guys, I am seema, i am 33 years old married got 1 daughter, i been married 7 years, My stats are 34c-31-38. I am going to narrate the story that really changed my life for ever. My hubby was a friend of mine during college days and he is little bit aware of raunchiness and my teasing ways. My hubby has never fucked my ass and I wished to get my ass fucked, It was when my hubby was out of station and I was alone so I decided to have some fun, I went to the friend of mine and she said we...

How I Felt The Pain

Hello guys, I am seema, i am 33 years old married got 1 daughter, i been married 7 years, My stats are 34c-31-38. I am going to narrate the story that really changed my life for ever. My hubby was a friend of mine during college days and he is little bit aware of raunchiness and my teasing ways. My hubby has never fucked my ass and I wished to get my ass fucked, It was when my hubby was out of station and I was alone so I decided to have some fun, I went to the friend of mine and she said we...

Who Pay s the PriceChapter 3 Where s there s pleasure there s pain

It was the shrill off the mobile phone that had woken Claire the following morning. Nine o’clock wasn’t a bad time for someone to call, unless you didn’t get to bed before five o’clock. It was husband to catch up with all that had been happening in Chicago and asking how her night had gone. She couldn’t really tell exactly what had happened especially as she still had Maisie’s warm body and pert breasts pressed against her back. Strangely she didn’t feel any guilt as she lied about them just...

The pleasure of pain

She was standing in a darkened room, stripped bare but for a strict black leather posture collar and a silk blindfold covering her eyes. Her arms were held high in the air, each one tied to the ceiling on opposite sides of the room. Her legs received similar treatment, spread wide with rope attaching each ankle to the walls surrounding her. No room for manoeuvre. As she heard the door close and his footsteps disappear she tested her bonds. First her arms, trying to pull them down, inwards,...

Pleasure and Pain

Alana walked through the door of her house after a long day at work. All she could think about was that she totally screwed up her most important friendship last night. She was at a club cruising for someone to take home and had a few too many drinks, looking across the bar she saw Jesse, her best friend Meg’s boyfriend. She had decided to go over and chat with him, one thing led to another and they were having sex in the bathroom of the club. Just as she’s having the best orgasm of her life,...

Wash Away the Pain

He was looking forward to feeling the hot water rush down over his body to relax some of his tense muscles. They hurt. All of them. From the tip of his toes up through his body to his aching head, everything hurt and as the rainshower head began pouring a steaming hot downpour it felt like it might wash away. He leaned back against the glass wall, cold and hard, and despite the hot streams he shivered for a second. He put his head back too and water rushed into his gaping mouth and ran out and...

Galley of Pain

Rebecca, Amy and Amber laughed as they walked up the plank of the wooden ship. "No way!" Said Rebecca. "Check out the oars! This is a galley slave ship. I have to check it out." The other two rolled their eyes at their History Major friend as they stepped foot on the deck. A handsome shirtless man passed in front of them and Amy smiled. "I'll be checking him out." She said elbowing Amber. Amber giggled. "Wow. This is way more detailed than the brochure. Do you suppose we need to get tickets or...

Pleasure Turned To Pain

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pleasure and pain

Your wrists are bound with silk scarves to a barhanging down from the ceiling. You arestanding on a bed, you can stand easily because youcan raise your wrists six inches higher if youwant. With only a thong panties on, you feelslightly chilled and your nipples are hard, whetherfrom the chill or anticipation of what is to come, Ido not know. I gaze upon you as you stand,comfortable in my flannel shirt and jeans. You lookat me with your body quivering, but notwith fear in your eyes. I come to you...

Hair brush is for pleasure hair brush is for pain

Brushing your hair begins at the very ends and works from the bottom to the top with a slow patience that untangles your hair carefully step by step. Luxuriously you are caressed over and over again until at last the brush slides deliciously over your scalp and down the full length of your beautiful long hair. The feeling is intensely sensual. A warmth spreads over your skin and settles inside you. Your face is flushed. Each stroke is made lovingly, an exquisite experience repeated over and...

Shower Of Pain

I'm not sure when, exactly, I got into the habit of jacking off in the shower. But every morning, before school, then later, before school or work, I would shuffle my feet into the hall bathroom I shared with my bratty kid sister, morning wood leading the way. The heat of the water, the soothing feeling as my muscles relaxed... it wouldn't take more than a handful of minutes (pun intended) before my pumping made my cock shoot thick streams of ball juice that splashed the glass wall of the...

Dudley s DilemmaChapter 32 Joy and Pain

The marquee had filled for the wedding. Dudley and Harry were standing before the wizard who would perform the ceremony. As the bride processed down the aisle on her Father's arm Luna was radiantly beautiful. Behind her came Petunia and the two matrons of honour Ginny and Hermione. As she reached Dudley's side he took her hand in his and gave her a reassuring smile. "You are truly beautiful" He whispered to her as she looked over at him and smiled, As he said this she felt his hand...

June Autumn and RogerChapter 12 Saturday Fun and Pain

June awoke early and headed to the shower. She could still smell Autumn’s scent on her face. As she walked to the bathroom, she saw her sister still asleep in her bed. She looked at the clock and saw it was 8:20. Her parents had already left for the store. Remembering the instructions Autumn gave her last night, she stepped into the shower and washed her body. She grabbed the razor then remembered that she was told not to shave again until after next Saturday because the girls would do that...

To Hell and Back Book One SurvivalCH 6 Pleasure and Pain

Logan and Beauty sat cross-legged around the fire, as Logan ate the animal she had caught and presented to him. It was, in his humble opinion, a great improvement from rat meat. He took a sip of flat, bitter-tasting, beer, and offered the water skin to his new companion. She declined with a smile and a shake of her snow-white hair, just as she had at the offer of meat. By contrast, her hunger for his own brand of protein shake seemed insatiable. Not that he was complaining, but that seemed a...

Maris is taught to enjoy pain

When Jack got married he knew that his wife would do anything he wanted no matter how kinky it was."Have you ever been fist fucked?""No" said Maris."Take your panties off and spread your legs, I'm going to do it""Please don't honey, It will hurt" she cried.Jack smeared his arm with his wife's face cream and pushed his fist against her whore just like her husband wanted.

The Painting

This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It’s a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all the people who’ve had Cancer and found their own way back to life. There’s very little dialogue in this story, it’s all in the mind of one...

Teen painting

I stop to ask if he wants to go inside. With a devilish look in his eyes, he gets off me, and pulls me after him. We make it to the back door, he turns around and we kiss some more. He wraps his legs around me, I heave him up, leaning him against my hardening penis, I can feel his youthful manhood press against my stomach as we kiss. I push the back door open, and carry Him inside, he releases his grip around my neck and sets down on his own two feet. With one smooth yank, he peels my tshirt...

Picture Painting

It was very easy to paint a picture in my brain of you standing before me in my garage, you see the hoist hanging down from the ceiling and a bench top full of rope, toys, and play items, each sending exciting messages to your brain. You are fully clothed, processing my request for stockings, garter, panties, skirt, top and a sexy bra. I move close and hug you giving you are hard kiss on the lips, feeling your melt into my arms. I pull back slightly and move my lips to your ears, whispering...

Painting

This paint looked like cum-- I fantasized about it dripping off my body while I painted with it for about an hour, imagining it was cum from all the men my wife has ever flirted with. I didn't actually taste it but I sure as fuck felt it, exhilarated to squeeze the black nine inch roller as the white sticky liquid oozed all over my hands and dripped onto the floor. I was liberal and sloppy with the paint, letting it drip, imagining a Man putting His Cock inside Her, while I lay helpless in...

ExxxtraSmall Kali Roses Cum Face Painting

Sweet blondie Kali Rose is so excited that she has someone coming over to help her learn how to paint. But this girl is ambitious. She immediately wants to get into some of the finer parts of the art, including nude modeling. She gets her teacher to strip down, and when he shows her his huge cock, she is super turned on. She yanks down her overalls and exposes her cute young ass. Then, he shoves his long dick inside her wet cooch, fucking her from behind as her face contorts in pleasure. Kali...

An Unexpected Coat of Paint

I can’t believe I left that bloody folder at home, what a waste of time. I pull up at the back of the cottage only to find that I have to park two places down because both our parking spots are blocked by the painter’s van and scaffolding. Still, I shouldn’t complain, our landlord Nigel has kindly offered to have some work done on our place, including repainting the window frames and tidying up the garden tiles. As I jump out of the car, I barely notice that there seems to be no sign of the...

An Unexpected Coat of Paint

I can’t believe I left that bloody folder at home, what a waste of time. I pull up at the back of the cottage only to find that I have to park two places down because both our parking spots are blocked by the painter’s van and scaffolding. Still, I shouldn’t complain, our landlord Nigel has kindly offered to have some work done on our place, including repainting the window frames and tidying up the garden tiles. As I jump out of the car, I barely notice that there seems to be no sign of the...

Chromed and Painted

A presenter walks onto the stage from stage-right wearing a form-fitting white t-shirt and black jeans, he waved to the cheering crowd as they roared. "Well if that wasn't a warm welcome I don't know what is, " he quipped as the cheers died off. "My name is Jordan Fox, I am the Chief Robotics Engineer at General Atomics." James took a pause to wait for the applause to break. "As you all know our latest model of android the "Mannequin" James waved his hand to gesture towards a tube in which the...

A Family Painted

You are Nisha, 24, an Indian girl living with your family in a town in India. You have two younger sisters, Nila , 21, and Nandini , 19. Your mom, Usha , 44 is a homemaker and your Dad is a travel agent and he will be mostly away. You and all the women in the family have jet black hair of good length, hour glass figure with curves at the right places, smooth skin and Fair complexion. Your house needs repainting and your Dad has asked a group of painters, but your Dad left on a tour. One fine...

The Time Jean Needed Her Ceiling Painted

I was fresh out of high school, working over the summer before college at a department store. I befriended a middle-aged woman named Jean who had a vivacious personality that gave off a young energy for a woman who openly admitted to being in her 50s. Jean had no reason to apologize, she had such an infectious energy. Everyone loved her.I adored her. As the summer went on, I grew to absolutely love her.Jean took a liking to me, too. I was 18, tall and lean with messy brown hair. She would joke...

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