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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...

Loosening Up Book 8 Decade Remembered Decade StartedChapter 34 An Irish Lass A Violation Rose

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,...

MyFamilyPies Andi Rose January 2023 Flavor Of The Month Andi Rose

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...

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...

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...

Roses

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...

That Bed Of Rose s

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,...

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...

To Tame A Rose

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...

Snow White rose

* 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...

Ivy s College Visit

It was a melancholy fuck; if there can be such a thing. It was also intense and passionate.Ivy was on her back in her bed. The little white silk robe she’d put on after her shower was wide open. There was nothing modest about it anyway. The fabric couldn’t hide her big, bouncing tits as walked about the kitchen making breakfast. I was amazed I had patience enough to finish my coffee and a bagel.It was Sunday morning. We’d spent most of the past thirty-six hours in bed. We talked. We...

Ivy s Clientele

IVY’S CLIENTELECobb Gherkin walked slowly through the lobby of the PainCafe’s Hotel. He paused, breathing through his nose. Would he get lucky this afternoon? Ivy had intimated last week that the law of averages was moving his way, though of course she was no mathematician.Last week Ivy had smiled her full lips on his desolate face as she’d locked him up after his forty-five minutes of teasing and torture. ?You’re too focused on the results, Cobb. Be happy with the experience.? But he wanted...

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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I am white male 45+ and have always been a straight heterosexual in my life. I have been divorced two times and it was after my last divorce I knew being with women was not working out and not in my future. I always knew my dick was small and not even average for a white male. When hard it only grows to 5 inches; my last wife Roen called it my Dicklit, she said your Penis is bigger then a Clit, but it’s to small to be a dick, and no way is it near being a Cock. (Then she left me for...

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

[Note: This story takes inspiration by others similar, such as the works of hematoma, but all ideas here are original. My f-list, and the origin of the character of Eleanor, is here. New writers are very welcome, and I'll be adding every day or so to this story. Send me a message or just start adding if you wish! For readers, feel free to leave comments with suggestions of monsters, scenes or scenarios that Eleanor could get into, and I might include it, crediting you for the inspiration of...

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...

NFBusty Sharon White Lingerie And Roses

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...

MY FISRT TIME WITH ROSEy

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...

NewSensations Riley Reign Riley 8217 s Pink Flower On A Bed Of Roses

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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.

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...

The Prosecutor

So it was a rainy autumn evening and I felt the desire to be with a woman. I live in a very rural area and at the time I didn't have a woman who came by quickly because of my mood.So I thought I would put an ad on the Internet without much hope that it would be a great success. Of course, I also wrote in this ad that I would like more and would be willing to pay.To my surprise, a woman answered very soon. She came up close and didn't talk about money or anything. Well, I had my doubts, but we...

Disturbed rose

but yea i asked hey mom do you want to come to the market with me and she declined respectfully i just had to know why.she answered ''irritably because they would probably drag me of and put me in one of those whore houses your brother likes to stare into so much''.oh okay as me and my brother Adam walked out the little cottage and up the dusty road.''you ask some of the most dumb questions''.then he punched me in my arm so hard i thought it would fall off.as we reached the great...

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...

The Knights Rose

After dinner I had a special surprise for you. ‘Where are we going?’ you asked. ‘A nice little club,’ I replied turning down a long alleyway. ‘There’s a club here?’ you asked as we pulled into a small, back parking lot. ‘Not a lot of people know about it. It’s sort of a members only place.’ We walked up to a large, red, intricately carved, wooden door. I rapped three times on a large, iron knocker that was attached to the teeth of a bronze lion head. A small square in the door opened and a...

The Overturn Rose

It's been weeks since I've last come to a town but this one seems to take the cake now. I'm looking at one of the big cities, through my rifle's sniper scope, and they seem mostly intact and sturdy. I see a library near a mall in the east part of town near some of the apartment areas, there are hospitals and a lot of hotels on the south end of town near some of the factories and plants, in the west part of town I'm seeing a lot of abandoned restaurants with some shopping centers like Walmart...

Blood Red Rose

Three long hours she waited for him here in this dingy little bar. She hated this city and this cesspool just happened to be in the worst part of it. Looking around the room she saw people drinking. Drinking to forget, drinking to feel strong or beautiful or just drinking to be so drunk that they reach that point where nothing but the buzzing in their head is all they hear. She felt sorry for them. She looked around at the walls with it faded pictures of past glories and past stars that once...

Secret rose

The waves came crashing down upon my skin I felt wonderful.i, am clair a female of 30 yrs out for a family weekend. I showered.. water dripping down my white pale breasts,,nipples firm shone in the sun.glisning. Breasts wet from the waves,I danced in the water.I felt great. I showered... As I rubbed my wet nipple gently stroking it.. rubbing softly... my breasts and curls..rubbing my nipple softly..massaging my nipples and between my legs rubbing.. rubbing softly rubbing rubbing gently.....

My White Rose

I was on my way home from the grocery store one dark and rainy night. My visibility was terrible, as I could barely see five feet in front of my car as I rounded the corner into my apartment complex. I felt extremely lucky to have managed to park my car. I was awkwardly attempting to maneuver several plastic bags of groceries, on one arm, as I clumsily tried retrieving my keys from my obnoxiously big purse, one-handed, I might add, in the pouring rain.I finally managed to find my keys at the...

That One Day When The Women In Me Rose

I was quite upset and on being questioned by my best friend Ajit, i told him that i am feeling lonely and am bored from watching porn and i want to go a step ahead. We were on phone call. I insisted that lets masturbate together by watching same clip on phone, he didn’t agree, i told him then lets role play and have phone sex because i was feeling lonely and i was bored of same old way of masturbation. Ajit disagreed and said lets meet up some day, watch porn and masturbate together. He said...

The rose

Our 25 th wedding anniversary was couple of months away and Lori had planned out a week long vacation for both of us. I had been asking Lori to let me replace her diamond ring with a new one and Lori would never let me. I called my younger brother who owns a jewelry store and asked him to make a new diamond ring that looked more or less the same but had slightly bigger and better quality diamonds. Lori normally took her ring off when she went for her shower everyday and my plan was...

A Little Irish Rose

It was a bit chilly this morning. Last night was still quite warm when we went to bed, so the window was wide open. I imagine it got its coldest around 4 AM, but now, at 6:30, I had to pee and that's what woke me up enough to be aware of it. I still had my personal body warmer, Susie, but my comforter had gone back into the Robinson's box and was sitting in its summer home in the attic somewhere. Thanks to global warming, I'd been able to get by for most of the week since Congress decided...

My Wild Irish Rose

My name is Roman Anthony McMasters. Yeah, Mom went a little over the top when she named me, but my brothers and sister all got it too. My oldest brother is Achilles, my younger brother is Octavius and my sister was actually given the name Cleopatra, but she goes by Cleo, wouldn't you? Born with a name like that either makes you stronger, or gets you beat up as a kid. I grew out of the resentment, and I decided to focus on my studies. I'd often say, "You can call me Tony" right after...

Give My Love to Rose

Errr, hello, my name's Tina, you may have met me in the last story, When The Music's Over. Amy has asked me to write a note of introduction so you'll know all about me the next time I crop up. Where should I start? Well I'm 23 years old, a masseuse (full trained, I have certificates from college), a proper one as well, not of that mucky stuff, I work in a good hotel, but if you read the story I mentioned above you'll already know that. That's the introduction over, I think the story...

Karen and Rose

You are out at a bar with some friends having a drink or two. You are dressed in a short skirt and this amazing top that drapes from the neck down your back and open on the sides showing your tattoos off. You have your back to the opening to the room you are in talking to your friends. You are excited knowing I am coming over to spend the night with you later on that evening. You feel absolutely sexy displaying your trim figure and amazing tattoos. The comments, admiring glances and flat out...

That Which We Call a Rose

I've been away too long, a busy life has dragged me away. But just to let you all know that I am still alive and kicking, here is a simple little story. No sex in this one. I was sitting at the bar of the Holiday Inn in Eindhoven, Holland. It was about 9:30 on a Thursday evening in November and I'd just come out of the restaurant, and was sipping my beer and watching the world go by. A guy came and sat on the next bar stool, I glanced his way. He looked the average travelling businessman....

Demon GateChapter 5 Kiss From a Rose

“Are you feeling well, Satou?” his mother asked as he prodded at his food with his chopsticks. “You aren’t eating very much.” Her voice snapped him out of his daydream, and he resumed his meal. He couldn’t tell her that the reason that he had lost his appetite was because he had dined on venison during his time on the mountain of course. “I’m fine mother, I was just ... distracted.” “Those flowers that you picked,” his father said, gesturing to the bouquet that was now sitting in a vase in...

Rosebud

Rosebud By XoYo The man looked around the room, his hands linked behind his back, his expression blank. He looked like a banker, Rachael decided, balding and shapeless. There was a slight trace of a Scots accent when he spoke, but it sounded like he had been in England for some time. He was probably in his early fifties and he was dressed expensively, if not too fashionably. Money can't always buy taste, Rachael thought. The bland looking ones were always worst. Rachael's...

Privy of the GodsChapter 2

Before anyone could answer Peter’s question, a woman from the crowd shouted, “LOOK, OUR SAVIOR HAS A SWORD MADE OF THE SACRED METAL!” At that, Johnathon dropped to his knees and begged, “Forgive me, Chosen One, for speaking out of my ignorance. I know that only the greatest of the Select have access to the Water of Life.” Dammit, this business was getting out of hand real fast! “Look, Johnathon, let’s all get off this road where we will not be so conspicuous in case more of the bad guys...

Privy of the GodsChapter 3

I walked down the side of the column until I was about half-way to the end. I shouted, “WHO WAS THAT WOMAN WHO HELPED ME?” A woman held up her hand, and I walked toward her. “Thank you for warning me. My name is Doug. What is your name?” “My name is Naomi. Are you the Chosen One?” “I don’t know. People seem to think that I am. What is going on here? Oh, please call me Doug. Chosen One attracts too much attention.” “We are a group of people headed for the pit where we would be sacrificed...

Privy of the GodsChapter 4

Naomi was a good student. She listened to my critique and promised to do better next time. Well, I doubted that she would unless she had a chance to practice more, but that had to wait. We reached Albany before dark and had time to find a comfortable place to spend the night. That translates to “spend the night with sex.” We had not missed a night so far, and neither one of us was getting the least bit bored with the repetition. Neither of us was familiar with Albany, so it took some time...

Privy of the GodsChapter 5

Almost everybody was alert for trouble as we marched the mile or so to the depository. The only problems were with a couple of the youngest boys who could not see that they were subject to the same rules as the rest of the group. I looked those two up as soon as we reached the site of the depository and read them the riot act. I told them that they would not get any weapons today because of the way that they had refused to obey orders. Furthermore, they were not welcome in our army if they...

Privy of the GodsChapter 6

Except for no Grampits, this attack was practically identical to the one the day before. After it was over and the celebration had started, I asked Naomi to help me with my test of bronze weapons. I asked her to jab me in my left arm with a trident. She was reluctant, but I finally got her to honor my request. Yes, no matter how hard she jabbed, she could not get the trident to go through my skin. In other words, I was as protected as a demon! I called a halt to the tests as soon as I had...

Privy of the GodsChapter 7

We spent more time preparing for out first major expedition than I had expected. Oh, it was obvious that we needed more practice in acting in concert as squads and as full units. For one thing, we now had enough people to call ourselves a Company, and we needed to get divided into platoons. The problem with all of this was that everybody was just too jacked up on finally getting back at the demons, so there was a lot of resistance to any sort of delay. It looked to me like we would need...

Privy of the GodsChapter 8

We searched high and low and finally came up with some small metal drums with well-fitting lids. Each of the small drums held 50 gallons, so we were able to put about 45 gallons into six drums. I wanted to leave some head space in case the liquid tended to expand excessively when it got warm. Each small drum still weighed about 300 pounds, so it was a pain to handle. We used our empty carts plus one other after we rearranged the loads among the carts. Around 600 pounds aboard each cart meant...

Privy of the GodsChapter 9

Though the Water of Life made it possible for us to forgo eating, it did not prevent us from eating. Therefore, I asked Jim to organize a massive fried chicken dinner for us in two days and to make sure that all of the feathers were saved. That was where I planned to get my bolt fletching. Adhesive would be easy to come by from a similar steak dinner supplied by the multitude of wild cattle wandering all around this section of Florida. As expected, the machine shop in the mechanical...

Privy of the GodsChapter 10

Most of us suffered through the winter, but a number of teenagers, mostly boys, of course, decided to make some additional crossbows. The gang had found a machine shop that they could get into operation because it had an axillary power system that turned out to be a steam engine. Anyway, with all of the energy of a bunch of teens turned on by something that interested them, they managed to put the machine shop back in operation. At first, they didn’t try to do anything special, but simply...

Privy of the GodsChapter 11

Yep, the XM3 lived up to all of the hype in the manual, so I just had to introduce Naomi and Jim to the two remaining weapons. They were as taken by the XM3 as I was, and they were very good shots with it after two days of practice. We concentrated on targets at 100 meters or closer because we never had occasion to fight demons farther away than that. Dammit, I had to find a way to equip the rest of my army with XM3s, but there were no more in the warehouse. Fortunately, I did find a...

Donna and Nellies 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...

Ana gives up her tight rosebud

I was at work that afternoon, when Jerome, my wife’s black lover, called me. He said that one of his friends was the owner of a strip club downtown. On Thursday nights they had kind of amateur pole dancing show. And the bastard was proposing me to get Anita there to have fun.Of course it was a black club; but Jerome laughed and added that a lot of married white wives went there just for dancing and stripping off on stage in front of black men.Then Anita called me on a video call. I saw she was...

Reema Mam Ko Punish Kiya

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Fucked my hungry Rita

Hi am Ashok here once again and i am penning down my second erotic sex experience with my maid Rita. All my writings are real and there is not a single fiction in it and that is the reason my writings are lengthy because I describe the real happenings. Just for the sake of recap, I am a 32 yr married executive and Rita is our 27 yr old live in maid from my wife’s native village. Rita is a black thin lady with small but sexy assets. I have already written my first encounter with Rita. She is...

The Chauffeur 45 John and Dallas

By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 The trip to Seattle was fun and exciting. It’s not that I wanted to get the three district managers to quit, but I was very glad to have plan B ready to go at a moment’s notice. Now, I’m going to head to Dallas once again. Plan B needs to be ready as their numbers have not improved since Jill and I were there before. I also checked the Pinetree that we stayed in, the one that I had met the President of that division. I don’t see very many district...

The HealerChapter 32

The talks went on, many of the attendees seemingly meeting for the first time. There were several disputes about actions to be taken, though Tillan and Conna were able to resolve most and what they couldn’t were kept to a minimum and workarounds sought. “So, we are agreed?” Conna enquired of the group. “The operation to free our people can begin in two weeks.” “Yes,” Oilo replied forcefully, explaining, “We need to move swiftly before Rentap creates an incident with another Realm that they...

Raped TeaserChapter 8

Barbara was standing in front of her house on Wednesday afternoon, looking good enough to eat raw. She was sparkling clean, her curvy young body excitingly wrapped in a tight little mini-dress that accented her high firm tits and cute little ass. It was very high on her luscious legs, leaving very little to the imagination. She was waiting for Tom Andrews, a guy who took her shopping every Wednesday in his sports car. He'd always thought the flashy car would attract Barbara and he'd often...

Claudia s Condition the HealingChapter 4

Claudia walked to the door to answer the door chime. She was practically knocked over by the force of the hug from Julia Bennett. She wanted to kiss her so much but kept it to a polite peck on the cheek. “How are you doing, Julia?” She asked, accepting a breast flattening hug. “Much better, now that I’m here with you!” Dan received just as sensual a hug then they greeted her husband, Rob. Claudia proudly gave them a tour of their home then offered them drinks. Dan showed Rob the bathroom...

Dance with a fattie mom

When I was 16 years old, my family and I were staying at a hotel for Spring Break that also happened to be the location of a BBW Bash, basically a hookup and relaxation and week-long party for fat women and people who like them. My parents tried to ignore it, but I was fascinated. I didn’t even like women (I still identify as a straight woman, just with a few exceptions) but the outfits and novelty of it all intrigued me. So I did what any smarty-pants teenager would do and snuck into...

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