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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 trajectory,...

Good Year for the Roses

God! That was a day to remember I can tell you! To all intents and purposes it was a normal Saturday evening dinner. Even young Rachel was there, staying with us for the weekend, as she most often did. Oh, I suppose I'd better explain up front about Rachel being there. Rachel's mother, Andorra - who by the way, I'd never laid eyes on at the time — was a widow and she worked some pretty horrendous hours as a controller for a taxi company most every weekend. Otterley and Rachel had become...

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...

Hearts Roses

The flight home seemed to take forever. I had decided, with mixed emotions, to spend the first two weeks of February in New Orleans. Granted, I had to endure long lectures and endless role playing for a Certificate in Conflict Resolution but that was still better than enduring snow and mind numbing cold in Minnesota. But spending those 14 nights without Carol was another matter. We had been dating since last summer. We were very close friends and lovers and although we still lived in separate...

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...

Melissa s World

Based on the 1959 short story "The Malted Milk Monster" by Philip Klass * * * * * Melissa's World by Pretzelgirl The instant I opened my eyes, I knew where I was. The unnatural blue of the sky, the perfect shape of the puffy white clouds, the exaggerated slope of the cartoon hills in the distance. And the suffacatingly overpowering smell of chocolate in the area. No doubt about it. I could stand here staring at the...

Melissa s Revenge

Melissa's Revenge "Here you are together," Melissa said. "I arranged it you know." Tyler, Angie and Morgan were indeed together. They were in Morgan's kitchen. They had planned to meet and they did. That was expected. What they didn't expect was that Melissa would be there waiting for them. To discuss Melissa was why they had gotten together in the first place. They wanted to get their stories straight so that Melissa would not know that Tyler was cheating on her with Angie. Morgan...

Melissa s InitiationChapter 1

"We've got all the bases covered, girls," said Susan Radson as she locked the front door to the house. "My parents are out of town, all your parents think we're having a sleepover at my house, and it's after ten, so no one's going to be calling us for fear of waking us up. Aaand, it's a Friday night, so no school to get up for early in the morning." Ann Went nodded and grinned. "Not that my parents are going to really care one way or the other," she said. "I argue with them so...

Melissa s RiteChapter 14

The veil stands before her as it always did, an indistinct misty haze, both real and imaginary. She reaches to it, her hand groping, her eyes straining. She can see them just beyond, dark shadows and vague shapes moving in the mist. She takes a deep breath, her hand trembling as she steps forward. Her body shivers in her nightgown, her feet cold and clammy against the ground. She raises both hands now, and the veil seems to push back against her palms. And as before, she pushes and...

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...

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...

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,...

Roseacres

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

Alphabet Aberrosexual

Aberrosexual: (noun or adjective). From the Latin word "aberrare:" to deviate or go astray. Referring to a person who engages in sexual activity that is considered unnatural, abnormal, or atypical. The idea of this story is to create one place for all the sexual acts, deviancy, and general perversions you can think of. The only requirement is that the title be a two or three word alliteration such as Betty Boob, Marcie Masturbation, or Fabian Foot Fetish. I want to try to cover each letter of...

Rachel Rosenbaum

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

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Avevo 18 anni ed ero ancora in calabria la mia terra di origine.All'epoca frequentavo le scuole del mio paese ,un piccolo paesino medioevale ai piedi della Sila.Gli studi andavano abbastanza bene ma a volte in alcune materie un po'ostiche x me avevo bisogno di aiuto e spesso con due care amiche di scuola ci vedevamo x aiutarci a vicenda negli studi. Le mie lacune in materia di lingua italiana a volte parevano insormontabili ed Elisa una cara amica di studi mi aiutava a superarle con non poche...

A Brief Guide To BDSM By R Rosethorn

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

A NIGHT AT THE SHOP By R Rosethorn

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

The Ties That Bind You By R Rosethorn

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

The Day I Came To Know My Metrosexuality

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

Rosered

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

Hawaiian Baby Woodrose

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

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

RedTails Blue Rosette

RedTailsBlue RosetteByScarletdown"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...

Melissa s Golden Fun

Melissa and I had been together for almost a year.She was mature for her nineteen years, and I was just a little under a year younger than her. She had taught me loads and I loved her for it. One evening I was in her house, her parents having gone out. As per usual we were sitting in her living room making out, it was fun being able to kiss a girl knowing she enjoyed kissing me back. She broke off mid-kiss. "Sorry Sean, I need to pee." I don't know why but I blurted out. "Can I watch?" ...

Melissa s InitiationChapter 2

Susan and Ann remained absolutely silent until Susan had turned the car around and was heading back to the main road. Then the two of them looked at each other and burst into hysterical laughter. "Ohmigod," Ann cried. "I was sure I was going to lose it a few times." "You! I was the one coming up with that song and dance number on the spur of the moment." "Oh, Susan, you were wonderful! And the bit with you opening your arms and looking up, oh that was great. I half-expected a shaft...

Melissa s RiteChapter 4

From a comfortable chair near the side of her bed, Melissa watched the antics of her two slaves with amusement, her lips curled into a wicked smile. Susan's naked body shivered, her skin glistening with perspiration. Her breath came as rapid gasps and wet grunts, her face buried in the wet pussy of the girl that lay spread under her. As she licked at the musky, steaming cunt, it made her own arousal spike such that her pussy ached for release as well. Susan's knees were splayed out to...

Melissa s RiteChapter 7

"I thought they'd never leave. God!" Melinda slammed the door behind her as she entered the bedroom, still dressed in her Sunday finest. Unfortunately for her, "finest" was defined by her mother, which meant a frilly white and pink dress that Melinda though made her look like a dork. Her hands were already unbuttoning her blouse as fast they could when she suddenly stopped and gasped in surprise. Heather looked up from where she lying on her bed, reading a magazine. "What?" "Why...

Melissa s RiteChapter 20

He has little heed for his own safety. Nothing matters but this. Get it any way that he can. His makeshift scaffolding trembles under his feet, but it does not deter him. When his fingers finally touch the prize, he is oblivious to the danger. The heart lurches as he tumbles. A moment of dreadful silence. The book lies still on the floor. Its baleful eye stares sightlessly. It waits patiently. He stirs and rises, bruised but not beaten. Now safely on the floor, he stares at the book. The...

Dakota s Surprise Part 5 Thorns and Roses

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

My Loving Rose

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

My Loving Rose

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

A Winters Rose

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

A Limo and a Rose

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

Kiss from a Rose

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

Nikolai and the Pink Rose

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

The Angel And The Rose

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

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...

Melissa s RiteChapter 2

When the lanky, dark-haired girl disembarked onto the graveled parking lot of Haven High, she lifted her deep brown eyes and swept her gaze from one end of the lot to the other. She stepped into the shade of the bus to try and cut down the glare of the morning sun, but she had to squint anyway as she tried to find the others. Diane Woodrow sighed when she barely caught sight of Heather tagging along behind the others, just seconds before they disappeared into the school building under the...

Melissa s RiteChapter 9

Richie was halfway to the classroom door before Cassie realized he was on his way out. She dashed away, her heart thumping in fear that she was about to be caught spying on him. She shoved her way through the crowd to escape, her cheeks glowing faintly pink. She flung her gaze behind her even as she continued to plow forward. She half-expected to see an angry Richie on her heels. So when she came to a sudden stop after bumping into someone in front of her, she nearly shrieked. Instead, it...

Melissa s RiteChapter 16

The limo pulled up to the curb a block away from Susan's house. Cassie, Ned, and Diane climbed out of the back seat. Cassie looked around as they stepped away from the car. "Okay, there's two streets here where Melissa might approach from," she said, pointing. "I'll take this road," Ned said, jerking his thumb behind him. "And I'll take the other road," Diane said. "And I'll be in Scotland before ye." Cassie smiled faintly at Ned. She took a deep breath. "All right. You got...

Melissa s RiteChapter 22

"So will you do it, Richie?" Jason asked. Richie gave Jason a stony look. His breath steamed forcefully under his nose, like a bull huffing before charging. Richie wasn't stupid. He knew Jason had waited to spring this on him until they were in the school parking lot that Monday morning, when the eyes of all the Harbingers were on him. He knew Jason was hoping this would make him less likely to refuse, since Jason usually avoided meetings out in the open anymore. The desire to be...

Melissa s RiteChapter 24

Jason was a bit bleary-eyed the next morning. He had been up until nearly one in the morning trying to get into Marcie Fuller's calendar manager. Even after breaking into her account, he had to figure out what files he needed to modify. She was not exactly the most organized person in the world. His efforts appeared to pay off. Now when he logged into the account, he saw that it already had a note entered by Marcie not five minutes before from the mother of a student claiming her son had...

Melissa s RiteChapter 29

Jason was breathing so hard that his sides ached horribly and his throat burned raw from the cold air. He steered his bike off the street and wobbled to a stop along a chain-link fence bordering a field. He nearly fell off his bike as he dismounted. He staggered to the side and stood gasping for breath. He had reached the west edge of town before he had to stop. He stared into the darkness that lay ahead of him, the tops of the hills standing out in sharp relief against the clouds. Snow...

Bed of Rose s

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

The Black Rose

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

A Kiss from a Rose

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

Rose

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

Aunty Rose

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

The Love Making With Rose

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

The Crystal Rose

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

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

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Jason sighed in exasperation, running his fingers through his hair as he paced the length of the room, his other hand curled tightly around the phone. "Cassie, I wish you hadn't done that! You and the girls could have been in serious trouble!" "You were already busy dealing with Richie. I just wanted to help." "Walking blindly into danger like that is not helping!" "I did no such thing, Jason. I checked out that place as thoroughly as I could, and we covered our tracks. Everything...

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Melinda's eyes flicked suspiciously to Richie when she climbed aboard the bus the next morning. "He asked if he could sit with us, and I said it was okay," Jason said. Melinda's indignant look made it clear that she was anything but okay with it. She plopped into her seat beside Jason, glaring at Richie. "He's not... ?" "Don't getcha panties in a twist, 'kay?" Richie drawled. "I'm not in the Harbingers. I won't even say nothin' if you all talk about it." "Heather, how are...

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