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The Stolen Rose

He awoke. He could feel the stiffness in his limbs. And then the cold wind blew across him, bringing memory with the chill. The battle he had waged against the dark lord. His companions falling one by one. And finally…alone…surrounded by demons…he was taken. They did not finish him there, but dragged him back to their foul lair. In that darkness he lost all sense of time. There were only hours of pain, torture and taunts, followed by blessed loss of consciousness. Until he awoke in this...

Master Master Mistress Rose

Chapter 1 Rose was a 38 year old redhead & femdom , she was alsoJoyce Evans boss at the Real Estate Office she worked at. . Currently Rose was sitting on Joyce's face , rubbing her pussy & clit all over Joyce's viisage had become a daily habit . Her male master her son Mark knew nothing about it . Completely naked except her spiked high heels & Cumslut dog-collar , Joyce's face was now covered in her boss's female juices . Mistress Rose put Joyce in the doggy-style position as...

My Gorlfriend Rose

My Girlfriend RoseBy: Londebaaz Chohan I am Owen, High School Senior. I am touching 6’, lean, muscular frame but slim with no fat deposits. Sexy and horny as fuck and surely enjoy to fuck and always had a girlfriend for the purpose. Rose and I had been a couple for almost 4 months and we had fucked each other’s brain out, every chance we got since the day one we got each other. During this time the best thing happened to us, in my opinion; was not only the fact that we got each other a great...

Motorcycle Rose

Motorcycle RoseFather's Day dawned crisp and clear. At least that's what I was told. It happened about 3 hours before I crawled out of bed. By the time I got my eyes open it looked like a great day for a ride. Unfortunately the ride would have to wait for a while. Since the closest of my k**s lives about 1000 miles away, we no longer have family gatherings on these special occasions so we had made arrangements with our friends to meet for lunch at the local truck stop. They had...

Via Rose

Via Rose by Stella Part one more to Follow "Come in, come in, you must be Jimmy, we are expecting you." I am Melonie, the receptionist at Via Rose, you have an appointment with Emily, I'll let her know you are here Please be comfortable, would you like something to drink, we have superb fruit tea". "Yes please, I'll wait in here if it's OK". "Of course, I'll let Emily know where you are" Jimmy looked around the room, it was exquisite. The Persian Rug alone was worth a small...

Breeding My Widowed Aunt Rose

“So, what the hell are you going to do?” my father asked. “ I don't know yet,” I replied. My mother joined in on the scolding and pretty soon I felt like a failure. As I retreated to my room my father yelled “Maybe you should join the marines, that way you can get your shit straight!” I wanted to yell something back but I really didn't have anything to say. It also didn't help that my dad was old, hard ass marine. The next few weeks were hell. My parents were unrelenting...

showering with Rose

My first experience with another girl was when I was 15, I had just come home from a day at school where last lesson was girls volley ball. I dropped my bag down tossed of my shoes and ran straight for the shower. I gazed into the mirror my hair came just past my shoulders and is brown, eye colour is green and I’m 5ft3 I’m sexually active and I masturbate 3 times a week generally about my best friend Rose who is so hot. My breasts are not so large only 32 b, and I only had a small mound of...

Miss Emma Rose

Introduction: My first story, I hope you guys like it, and I am open to all of your critisism. Miss Emma Rose I scrunched my nose at the heavy textbook I pulled from the cheap plastic bag. Jesus Emma, My roommate Katie snorted as she caught a glimpse of the thickly bound book. I told you that you should have just taken a history course instead. We both had the same Arts major, but instead of having the same elective as her, I chose to go with something a little more challenging, German....

Breeding My Widowed Aunt Rose

After a year in college I had become very disillusioned with my prospects. Not only was I failing my classes but I felt like a little cog in a big machine; a machine designed to extract money from people like me. However, my parents had high expectations and I didn't want to disappoint them. After much consideration, I figured I would take a semester off to figure things out. As expected, my parents were not only disappointed but angry as well.“So, what the hell are you going to do?” my father...

Rose

Strolling home from the yearly carnival there was a mature slim lady taking care of her huge garden.She had on a long flowing white dress, tan stockings and her underwear was visible. My heart began to pound. I have always loved woman in their prime and the very thought of seeing my ultimate fantasy woman before me gave enough cause for me to hide in the bush surrounding her picturesque garden.Combing her silvery white hair with her fingers, my prick began throbbing in my pants as she slowly...

Nurse Rose

“Hello, Miss.”The boy was persistent, if nothing else, he had tried to stop me three times this week.“My Master is looking for a nurse to sell something for him,” he pestered.“What precisely does he want to sell?” I enquired.“Don’t rightly know, Miss, he won’t explain what it does. But he is a proper Gentleman, a Doctor, foreign one though. German I thinks,” the urchin explained.I would have no truck with it and continued from the hospital where I worked to the dinghy room where I lived with my...

Miss Emma Rose

I scrunched my nose at the heavy textbook I pulled from the cheap plastic bag. “Jesus Emma,” My roommate Katie snorted as she caught a glimpse of the thickly bound book. “I told you that you should have just taken a history course instead.” We both had the same Arts major, but instead of having the same elective as her, I chose to go with something a little more challenging, German. After flipping through the textbook I was starting to think I might have taken on a bit more than I could...

Give My Love to Rose

Author’s notes: I’m sorry that it has been so long between stories. I’m still finding things I have to fix around the house. Unfortunately, I also had to spend the past holiday season dealing with my mother’s death and estate. It was while driving on the very long trip across country to get back home when I listened to some of my old favorite songs from my childhood. This is the story that came to my mind after listening to Jonny Cash’s version of this title. I have tried to update it from the...

Breeding My Widowed Aunt Rose

After a year in college I had become very disillusioned with my prospects. Not only was I failing my classes but I felt like a little cog in a big machine; a machine designed to extract money from people like me. However, my parents had high expectations and I didn't want to disappoint them. After much consideration, I figured I would take a semester off to figure things out. As expected, my parents were not only disappointed but angry as well. “So, what the hell are you going to...

Living Next Door to Heaven 192 Rose

"I wasn't scared until I saw it." "I'm getting that a lot lately," I sighed. Sam was cuddled in bed with me early Friday morning. I had to get up soon and head to work, picking up Cassie on the way. We were making another fair favorite on the show today: grilled corn on the cob. I'd served it every night this week at home and I was getting pretty good at it. But last night, Sam had asked if she could have a night alone in bed with me. She was getting a little nervous about showing...

A Single White Rose

He looked down where she lay, looking so peaceful and serene in the soft light. In his hand, he held a single white rose. His eyes misted over as he silently acknowledged her beauty. Even at seventy-four years of age, she looked just as beautiful as she had on their wedding day fifty-six years ago today. Elizabeth had been a beautiful bride, both inside and out. Robert had wanted to get married as soon as he’d asked her on Independence Day but she had stubbornly insisted on a Valentine’s Day...

Training Rose

Rose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it. Angie. Training RoseI cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted, as they inflamed my tender bare buttocks, left, right, nine, ten, and then he...

Oh to Sister Mary Rose

Oh to Sister Mary Rose This all started when Tommy “my buddy” throws some clay during art class and it stuck to the caulk board. Being the best buddy a guy could have, he points right at me, when Sister Mary Rose said “Who just throw this clay?!” I wasn’t even paying attention one bit when Tommy thrown it. It was quit a shock when Sister Mary Rose yanked me out of my chair by my shirt collar. She march me out of the room down the hall to her office, she push me in and shut...

DESIRING THE EROTIC ROSE

The last few months had been even stranger than the few before. Wanting to no longer deal with the "REAL WORLD", she began trickling into the other world.. A world that would become so real to her, that it breaks her heart. A world so real, the intense cybersex is addicting. A new "real world"... Never having been very creative with cute nicknames, she had stayed out of the 'Net Games. Besides she couldn't understand why anyone would ever want to spend THAT much time on a computer....

Ester Helen and Rose

I went to my local home improvement store/warehouse to return something. I was in line behind a short guy, waiting. Behind us I saw this woman, a Hispanic beauty, long black wavy hair with a great body, nice big round tits, but covered discreetly. She was hiding her body by dressing conservatively. She was hold the hand of a little girl with her about 4/5 yrs. old. As I looked she saw me and gave me a look too with a kind smile. A feeling of excitement came over me. I have always had a...

family changed ron to rose

My story started when I was 18, all the three ladies loved me a lot . they took lot of care of me.my sister used to make me bath some times.one day my sis was making me bath so playfully I splashed water on her and she was completely wet so I asked her to remove her dress and have bath with me at that time I don't know about sex . so sis opened her dress completely I saw her boobs and a 5 inch cock in between her legs,mine was very small I was surprised seeing her boobs and dick, I asked her...

Melanie and Rose

At a friend’s party I was introduced to Melanie and Rose, they were both mid-fifties, very well kept and slim. They had both retired early, brought everything to Spain and were enjoying, what they called, their new life, and had been doing so for about 5 years. The three of us got on so well we arranged to go out for dinner the following weekend, we picked a very nice restaurant, agreed a time and everything was settled.On the evening I arrived first and waited in the bar for the women to...

Visiting with Aunt Rose

Growing up my favorite Aunt was my Auntie Rose Marie. She was my mom’s oldest sister who had no c***dren, and lived alone in Savannah . Her husband died from a work related incident, as a result she received a substantial check every month for the rest of her life. She was devastated by the loss of her husband and she swore off sex ,at the age of 35. My mom was her only sibling, and she spoiled my mother’s c***dren, and always gave us lavish gifts for any occasion. We often...

Mistress Dyvia s Valentine s Day Rose

Synopsis: Mistress Dyvia spends her valentines day with Aaron and Veronica. Disclaimer: this is my story, hence it is my intellectual property, do not post elsewhere without my permission. This story is for adults, and should be treated as such, at the moment it should only be available at fictionmania.tv and mistressdyvia.com For those submissives out there you have rules to follow. 1. For the duration of this story, you belong to me and thus you are my property. And if you...

MFC Sharon Rose

Sharon was laying flat on her back as her master/son PETE had her give him a rimming . As she licked his ass , MR.PETE jerked his 9inch penis , he was getting very stiff so he decided to screw his mom , simply in the missionary position. Pounding away at her cunt , Pete didnt care if his sexslave came or not he just wanted to cum . Which he did after 10minutes , Sharon couldnt help it and reached a blissful orgasm . After which , MR PETE gave her a spanking & then mother and son took a...

Rose

Rose is a special friend of mine who has been single since she was in her 30's. She is also my hookup person.She attends swinger parties with her fuck buddy Tom and lesbian orgies with her other fuck buddy Joan. She knows where all the action is everywhere. I met her at a fundraiser I attend every year. I go with a few friends to help out with concession stands, games and other things. We got assigned to the same booth. At that time she was 45 years old and I was 59. We hit it off right away....

Second Hand Rose

If you shouldn't be reading this, don't! Second Hand Rose by Vickie Tern Well I can't figure out how I got stuck in this story, as the main character no less, and I sure can't figure how to get out of it. I don't remember a lot of what happened. It was just supposed to be an ordinary party, and we were getting dressed to go there and my wife says to me "Now this time you do your drinking in moderation, the Andersons are cultured...

The Pink Rose

The Pink Rose (Note: This is the second idea that I got at the end of my other story. I had a bunch of small ideas that I decided to ball up into one large story. In this story, I hope to break away from my usual way of writing and try a more traditional story. It's still slow moving, but I hope the story has a better flow to it. This story is strictly homosexual, so if you do not like that sort of thing, then you will not enjoy the story. This story has more sissy elements...

Oh to Sister Mary Rose

Oh to Sister Mary Rose This all started when Tommy “my buddy” throws some clay during art class and it stuck to the caulk board. Being the best buddy a guy could have, he points right at me, when Sister Mary Rose said “Who just throw this clay?!” I wasn’t even paying attention one bit when Tommy thrown it. It was quit a shock when Sister Mary Rose yanked me out of my chair by my shirt collar. She march me out of the room down the hall to her office, she push me in...

The Yellow Rose

I took another tension filled drag from my cigarette, filling my lungs with its comforting warmth, staring in disbelief at the message on the glowing screen. “RE: INVISIBLE MAN”, it read. The email header alone sent my heart pounding with anticipation ... and anxiety. It had been so long that I’d nearly forgotten the message I’d sent, a message written in a moment of vulnerability ... mixed with a couple of scotches. I had been feeling the frustration of loneliness and wrote an open and...

The Perfect SolutionChapter 41 O Gather Me the Rose

O gather me the rose, the rose, While yet in flower we find it, For summer smiles, but summer goes, And winter waits behind it. For with the dream foregone, foregone, The deed forborne forever, The worm Regret will canker on, And time will turn him never. So were it well to love, my love, And cheat of any laughter The fate beneath us, and above, The dark before and after. The myrtle and the rose, the rose, The sunshine and the swallow, The dream that comes, the wish that goes The...

The Irish Rose

She looked beautiful. I had always known I was with the most gorgeous lady in the entire world, but tonight she was especially radiant. Lisa had been waiting for my arrival at the Hotel Regal, the five-star hotel where she was staying. Her musical career allowed her to live in such accommodations. I pulled up to the valet parking lot, slipped a tip to the valet, and walked through the revolving doors. The lobby itself was impressive. , Marble walls, pillars, a red carpet leading to the...

The Knight s 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...

Rebekka Rose

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

My Loving Rose

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

My Loving Rose

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

English Rose

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

The Desert Rose

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

Rose

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

A Rose

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

Violet Rose

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

A Winters Rose

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

A Limo and a Rose

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

Kiss from a Rose

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

Nikolai and the Pink Rose

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

The Angel And The Rose

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

Wish Shift The Blooming of the Rose

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

Roommates Chapter 2 Second Hand Rose

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

A Limo And A Rose

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

The Black Rose

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

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

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

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...

The Black Rose

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

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...

A Kiss from a Rose

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

Rose

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

Aunty Rose

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

Dead Rosed

I haven't been able to sleep lately. I started a new shift at work, and it seems like the world is always asleep, while I'm awake at crazy hours, working hard to afford the life I want us to live. I never wanted her to feel like I didn't care about her needs, because I do. I guess I just have trouble exspressing how I feel sometimes. But i do it all for her. I do it all for us. She says I don't try hard enough to make time for her. She says that I concern myself too much with money, and the...

The Love Making With Rose

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

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 Crystal Rose

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

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’...

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,...

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...

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...

Client 03

I've recently stumbled upon Lush and have really enjoyed the great writings here over the past few weeks. I knew immediately that this would be the perfect place to share my stories.I'm 36 years old and I'm a massage therapist. I've been in practice for 11 years and thoroughly enjoy what I do. As an ex-college athlete I had my share of injuries and spent a good amount of time in the trainers room as well as on the massage table. I grew to learn what I liked and what I didn't and became quite...

Descent Into DarknessChapter 12

"The poor bugger must've done himself in." The detective said to constable Higgins upon finding Henry Whitford's body in the river some days later. All beaten and bruised from being tossed and churned from the rapids and craggy rocks. "Looks like he had been on a drunken binge, too." added the constable, "Poor Henry, inconsolable over his wife's disappearance, I imagine." And they had the body removed. He had a small funeral that was held privately by what would be called his few...

Spanked by my Babysitter 2

Spanked by my babysitter 2 We had just got done watching a thriller outside In the living room that night. Lori decided to fall asleep on the couch. I laid in bed for an hour restless. I kept going to the bathroom.Then I decided toplay with myself and thinking about getting spankedand punished by Lori like I did the Friday before. I pulled my pajamas all the way down. The covers were also all the way down at the bottom of the bed.My mind drifted into the episode of last Friday night. I let my...

Two College Friends have a Sleepover

Allow me to explain… I love the feeling of cold air hitting my skin and it turns me on, a lot. I once even cummed just from the AC. But, anyway, about close to six months ago I had gotten over my break-up with my boyfriend. And in a desperate craze of hormones and desires, I decided to masturbate everyday, 365 days, an entire year. I usually will do this right before bed, sometimes in the morning, and sometimes more than once a day. So, as I watched my dick grow at a continuous rate, I...

First LoveChapter 15

"The Brett Incident," as it was eventually titled, caused them to become even closer. He became a little more protective of her, and guarded her closely whenever they were together. Deep down he felt guilty about the whole thing, especially about his anger at her and for not being there in the first place. He was the greatest, and Jen knew she was going to sleep with him soon, although she wasn't yet sure if she really wanted to actually do it for herself. It was getting hard to resist...

The PropositionChapter 2

Obligations Are Being Met Jenny and I slept in late Sunday morning. It was after 10:00 AM when we finally crawled out of bed. "After our shower, what would you like for breakfast?" Jenny asked as she rolled out of bed. She then got a pained look on her face. "Oh! Uumm, Jim, I will honor our bargain. You can have me any time you like, but if it is alright with you, can we do something else the next time? I am so sore, I'm not sure I can walk." Her soreness was quite...

Too Many SecretsChapter 13

The following Wednesday, while Matti was in the kitchen waiting for Dawn to have a shower before they left to go out for dinner, his satellite phone rang. It was Ernie Stewart, calling to let Matti know that he had an urgent need for a hydraulic fitting. When Matti reached to his pocket to get his pen and note pad, he realized he had left them in his apartment. “Just hang on a minute, Ernie. I need to find a pen and paper.” There was a drawer by Dawn’s phone that Matti knew should contain...

I Found it on the Beach

I was just strolling along the beach where I live one day, concentrating on the metal detector I was using, when I noticed three young women walking towards me. They were all quite pretty and had on very skimpy micro-bikinis. The one in the middle, very blond and much tanned, I recognized from the local newspaper as a senior cheerleader for the local high school. I couldn’t help but gawk at there lush firm bodies as they passed me. I heard them giggle behind me and just knew they were...

Piss In Mouth

Jamie told me he wanted to go see a movie, so we walked up to Union Station; it was 10 blocks away from the house. I cannot remember what the movie was, but I DO remember that each time Jamie took a drink of his extra large lemonade, he would hit my leg with his leg and smile. At first, I thought it was just a mistake, but after the 3rd time he bumped my thigh, I knew something was up in his horny-ass mind.The movie was over, and as we left, I suggested we stop and grab something to eat to take...

Trading UpChapter 14

She still wasn’t home, but it was early for her. I rattled around the kitchen, looking to see if there was anything I could make for dinner. There was some chicken in the freezer, so I took it out to defrost and knew I had enough to make a stir-fry. That was relatively easy to make. A bag of frozen vegetables, my own secret sauce and whatever meat I had on hand. I served it over rice and it was usually a hit. I hadn’t made it in a while though. Not since Cecilia and Marty got back together,...

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