Rebel Lynn indian porn

Lynn

LynnLynn and Jo had been on and off friends since Jo and her husband moved in next door to Lynn 4 years ago. Lynn was 43 years old with a toned and tanned body, red hair that hung to the middle of her back and natural C cup breast that where as firm now as when she was in her teens. Jo was 38 with a pale complexion for a brunette; her body was not as tight as Lynn’s having let herself go because of her depression. Her husband had not touched her in over 7 months now, she didn’t know why but it...

3 Old Timers and Lynn

I received an urgent call on my mobile asking if he could possibly go to London the following day, I’m not impressed, but I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to expand my work operation into London and I tell work I’ll be on the first train in the morning. Lynn’s a little disappointed but with how things have been going over the last few days she’ll be glad of the rest. I make the arrangements and I drive home. That evening Lynn packs my case ready for the morning, with the excitement of late...

Slut wife Lynn

For those that have been following the story of my slut wife Lynn, will know that we have been married for over 25 years and that despite her age, now 45, she still looks very good and could pass for a woman 10 years her younger. Lynn loves to flirt with other men and will dress to please when we go out for the evening. Lynn has had plenty of extra cock since we’ve been married, she loves it, craves it and really enjoys it when she’s being filled with a guys hard prick. We had...

Breeding Lynn

Chapter 1: Old Enough to BleedLynn was a 19 year old newlywed. Sweet and innocent. I learned that she was a virgin when she got married only months before. Very attractive, friendly and outgoing too. She worked for me part-time at my commercial real estate business and since I was a one man shop, she did just about everything for me from secretarial work to closing deals. I was 45 and divorced with two grown c***dren who were older than Lynn.Lynn was attracted to older men. Her husband was 16...

Lynn

I'd finally made it. Years of hard work, making a name for myself in the advertising industry had finally paid off. As the youngest Senior V. P. in the agencies history I was way ahead of the game. Combine that with a move from dreary NYC to LA as a successful, highly paid bachelor and it's easy to see why all was well with my life.Every day seemed like another day in paradise. Beautiful weather, a commute in the company helicopter from my home in Newport Beach to our offices in LA,...

Sam and Lynn

After about 45 minutes Sam and Lynn came out of the game room. Sam said, “I have to leave”. On their way out the door Sam said I need to use the restroom. Lynn quickly said, “I’ll show you where it is” She and Sam went into the bathroom. After they closed the bathroom door, Lynn said to Sam, “I’ll hold it for you while you pee”. They came out about 5 min later and Sam and his friend left. After they left, I ask Lynn, “What did you say oh god for when you and Sam went into the...

Lynn

Lynn was several years older than my mom. Nothing extraordinary about this woman, not a super model, not hot. Not bad looking though. I mean the only thing that caught my eye about her after years of living across the street from her was her huge nipples. I mean if she did not have a bra on I could see those puppies from a mile away. She was a big flirt."Hey Tommy, come in here I want to show you something." Lynn said. The neighbors had a new swimming pool installed and they invited half the...

Wet Dream with Lynn

When I first saw Lynn, I thought she was a walking wet dream. She had just finished college and come to work for the company. At first I felt she surely had a steady boyfriend then one day I had to talk to her about a project she was working on. During our conversation I made a comment about her boy friend. Lynn blushed and said she didn’t have one. I let the comment go and waited a few days before asking her out. To my delight she accepted. We hit off right away. It felt like we had know...

Lynn

LynnLynn and I had known each other for over ten years as friends. She had divorced about two years ago, but I am still married. We openly talked about everything and even flirted some, but always kept our personal lives as friends and nothing more. One afternoon Lynn needed her garage door opener fixed she invited me over to fix it. It took me a few hours to fix it and being in the middle of summer I sweat a bunch and needed a shower very badly. My clothing also needed washing as well. Lynn...

Davey meets Lynn

I feel I have to tell my story, to let others know how dangerous it can be to act on a whim, to misinterpret desire and allow events to carry themselves as far as they could possibly go. It began when I started chatting with a guy on Xhamster, I’ve taken some sexy shots of my wife and have always had the fantasy of another guy taking pictures of my wife, the idea of her being dressed sexy for another guy to drool over and then getting to see the photos after really turned me on. . I thought it...

Witch Chronicles 003 Elizabeth s Story Lynn

Witch Chronicles 003: Elizabeth's Story-Lynn by JRD Author's Note: Here is part 3 of the Witch Chronicles. The installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". Here are the original titles: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 2 WITCH...

My Lush Lynn

Lynn is totally my lush. She also happens to be my best friend, business partner, and has been dating Graham, her long-distance lover, for several years. This is another of our many stories.I’m Alex and I too am in a long-distance relationship with Melanie. The challenges of long-distance dating are one of our favorite topics of discussions. I’m not going to suggest that we aren’t dedicated to our people, but between the weeks we see them, the days and nights can get long and hard.Lynn and...

Lynn

I love all the readers input from my stories before but I would like to respond to your coments so please leave a way for me to contact you if you have read any of my stories and try to clarify who you are if you have left one before please as the usual all comments are accepted. October, 1982 Walking back down to the old field brought back all the memories, all the wonderful moments of high school. I’d had a better time of it than most kids these days, and I remembered those autumn...

Rebel Rhyder 40 231 000

Rebel Rhyder was born in Phoenix, Arizona, on January 24th, 1994. Rebel was a shy and nerdy youth who spent her time in science club, playing in a marching band and fiddling with video games.Missed the Man in the BoatI bet there are some popular douchebags from Rebel's high school jerking off to her right now, wishing they had put a ring on it while they had the chance. You snooze, you lose. If she was awkward looking in high school, she certainly isn't now. Rebel grew into her body and is sexy...

Twitter Porn Accounts

Lynn

October, 1982 Walking back down to the old field brought back all the memories, all the wonderful moments of high school. I'd had a better time of it than most kids these days, and I remembered those autumn afternoons spent on the gridion fondly. I guess the fact that I was the starting quarterback and captain of the team had a little bit to do with it. The memory of those years was running through my mind as I approached the field. There was another game going on today, one with different...

Catching up with Lynn

It was Friday after work, just enjoying happy hour with the usual gang of friends. Drinking beer and telling stories, it was one of those places where everyone knows everyone. All of a sudden I felt a hard nudge on my shoulder, turning around I see Lynn smiling at me, "Hey You." "Hey You, long time no see." I reply. Lynn is a girl from the neighborhood I grew up in, a few years younger than me, but as kids we all hung out and played together. We took a few minutes to catch up and I...

The Claiming of Lynn

It was dark by the time the weary traveler reached the gates of the hamlet. The guards started to give him counsel about traveling so late. However, when they saw who it was they became quiet and gave him a friendly but reserved welcome to the hamlet. He nodded as he passed by, and headed to the horse stables. His late arrival caused the stable owner to answer the door with annoyance. , Seeing Sebastian, his ire vanished. ‘Sebastian! Wife wake Mark and have him tend to Sebastian’s horse.’ The...

rebel rebel

I have only submitted 2 stories previously, which were received with mixed reviews. I hope to be more careful in my spelling and grammar, I apologise in advance if it isn’t perfect.. I was about 12 when my dad bought an Alsatian to help look after his pigeons which were his pride and joy, rebel stayed in dads pigeon loft for some weeks so we hardly ever seen him. I asked my dad if I could go with him to see the pigeons as it had been a while since I had done so, dad was happy...

Lynn

She sits in her living room, the house silent. waiting for his knock. She's dressed as instructed; short skirt, blouse, bra, panties and thigh highs. She looks respectable, almost wholesome. She knows he has her dress this way to add to her "fall from grace". She knows it won't be long before shes panting and begging like the good little pet he loves so much. Thoughts fly through her head. What would he do with her this time? It wasn't very long ago that they were still hesitant to really...

The New StartChapter 15 Ujiah Misty and Lynn

Ujiah worked in the shop designing and building new and faster air cars and agricultural equipment. He missed Steve's input and companionship and now Tani had first become preoccupied with some project that she would not tell him about and then she had left. She had been polite with him but firm when she told him he could not go with her. Ujiah was at a loss, he missed her a lot. They had been together most of the time in the shop and they had been making love to each other for nearly a...

My Sister Lynn

This time when our eyes met, there was a passion and a lust between us that needed no words. Lynn I grabbed her wrists and and pinned them against the wall above her head. The scent of shampoo that was still present in her wet hair was alluring, and I took a long moment to inhale deeply and revel in it's effect. She was visibly aggravated and was trying to wiggle her way out of my hold, but even as her towel loosened and began to fall off her wet body, she realized that she was powerless to...

Bbc bull breeds again Lynn

I stood at the end of the bed with my flacid cock in hand stroking it as I gazed at the 60 year old black cock slut named Lynn. Her cuck of a husband Rick was plastered in his usual spot, in the recliner in the corner, cock out through the opening of his pajamas slowly jacking his little five inch pencil of a rod as he gazed at mine. Lynn has a deep seeded fantasy I guess about being forcibly screwed by a big black man. She normally lays there with her legs clamped tight asking me what do I...

Of Love and War and Donna Lynn

It was another turbulent day in the summer of 68. Student protests raged from the Sorbonne to Berkeley. In the US, civil rights demonstrations and anti-war rallies were turning violent. Martin Luther King was dead; Bobby Kennedy would be soon. In South Vietnam, hundreds of other Americans were being killed each month. Soldiers patrolled the streets of Saigon, Paris, and Washington while Soviet troops prepared to invade Prague. But in the outskirts of a nameless village south of Chu Lai, a young...

The Neighborhood MILF Lynn

Say hello to Lynn. This lovely brunette was my high school guidance counselor thirty years ago, someone that I always looked up to. I can't ever remember her without a smile on her face. She had a pleasant personality to match and I always considered her a role model. Lynn seemed like she was constantly trying to be the cool teacher, someone that could be your best friend. Even today she tried a little too hard to fit in with the younger generation.I'm sure Mrs. Denay was the secret fantasy of...

Aunt Lynn

“Ricky, you want something to drink?” “Sure, Aunt Lynn.” “Come on in. Jim, you want anything?” He looks up, laying the tire iron down and wiping the sweat off his brow. “Nah, I’m fine. I still have water here. Rick, you go on up.” See, Jim is my uncle-in-law. He was working on his baby, his 1969 Camaro SS. Me, I just watch. I’m not much into cars. Aunt Lynn is my mother’s sister, baby sister. Though, to me, she seems kinda old, probably at least 35. Maybe even older. I head to the house....

LYNN

About 10 years ago, my wife and I were having lunch with my sister and yacking about some old times and she blurts out to my wife “it’s a good thing that Lynn didn’t snatch up Bobby before you met him”. Wtf. I was stunned and so was my wife. I managed to stammer “what makes you say that?” She replies “well she was sure infatuated with you”. So I have to go into great detail explaining to them both that I only ever had a late night coffee with Lynn. We never even had a formal date. Well it seems...

Forever Kate Lynn

My name is Jimmy Beck have been looking forward to this weekend for sometime now. My mom Mrs. Julie, is going away for a doctor's convention and will be leaving for the weekend. Being 13 years old, my mom has arranged for me to spend the night at her long time friend and neighbor, Alice Pepper, who I call Aunt Alice. Aunt Alice has a daughter Anne, who is the same age as me. I was just about finished packing my overnight bag and started looking for my favorite pullover sweater. "Mom, I...

Evening At The CastleChapter 9 The Awakening of Lynne

Morning arrived about three hours earlier than anticipated. It had been after 1 AM before Richard and I returned to my hotel suite and nearly 2 AM before we had gotten to sleep. Now some hotel administrative idiot had decided that this would be the perfect time for a fire drill. The shrill bell was boring holes in my head as I fought my way out of bed with much thrashing of arms and legs. I finally found myself standing shakily in the center of the room; the top sheet wrapped around one leg,...

Rebel PrincessChapter 4

The young princess was cornered by the aggressive mercenary in the alcove, and she shuddered from his rude fingers penetrating under her gown to search out her flooded feminine folds. She could see he was overjoyed to find her already primed for his entry despite her protestations to the contrary. She had no glass slipper at the ball, and she had not taken any food or drink into her red painted lips for fear of the lurking danger of poison. The excitement of the dancing and the close...

Fifth Discreet Meeting With Lynne

I was like a kid excited about opening a present when Lynne held my hand and walked through the living room and into her den. I entered her den. My eyes widened. Sitting on the couch was a naked PAWG with shoulder-length blonde hair. She was around my age and had a shaved pussy with saggy D-Cup tits. Nice large areola's with erect nipples. I could sense by her smile that she was so fucking ready to play. "Her name is Ashley," said Lynne. "She gets very little sex from her husband and...

Lynne

The first time I saw Lynne, was at a bar a group of friends and I started to frequent after our weekly workout. Yeah, nothing like losing all those pounds and get it all back in beer and chicken wings. Anyway, I first saw Lynne, she stood about 5′ 2′, shoulder length, silken, honey blond hair, dark green eyes, full lips and huge breasts. They must have been at least D-cups (I’m terrible estimating size). Lynne was also about 175 pounds. But there was something that immediately attracted me to...

Fourth Discreet Meeting With Lynne

It was thirty minutes into the movie when we both had to take a pee. So Lynne held my hand and walked me into the bathroom. She pulled down her white Capri pants and sat on the toilet. It was kinky to see her pee. After she was done, she watched me piss into the toilet. We headed back to the den and sat back down on the Futon. She curled up next to me with my arm around her shoulder. Ten minutes pasted and Lynne lay down on her back on the Futon and placed her bare feet on my crotch while...

First Discreet Meeting with Lynne

We both took a week off from work. We didn’t care people talked. It was Monday morning, and I drove over to Lynne’s house. She allowed me to park in her garage since her husband was away for a week on business. My wife wouldn’t miss me as she was out on a cruise with her sister. We had five days to play with each other. I turned off the engines of my car and saw Lynne step into the garage from her house. I got out, and she closed the garage door. She walked over to me. I gave her...

Third Discreet Meeting With Lynne

“Come in, sweetheart,” said Lynne. I stepped inside, and she closed and locked the door. She immediately hugged me and gave me a passionate kiss. “You’re my fuck toy today,” she said, then held my hand and walked me through her living room and back into the den. “Get naked,” she ordered. I obeyed and stripped off my clothes in seconds flat. “Sit on the Futon, I’ll be back,” she said then turned around and left the den while I sat down on the Futon. I waited, still nervous. Lynne...

Meeting Mistress Lynne

My wife and I had been together for several years before we got married. By the third year of marriage, sex with my wife had grown a bit boring. She is absolutely gorgeous and is great in bed. It was just the same old things over and over. The night that she suggested we try some bondage, was spectacular. She had tied me spread eagle on our bed with some old ties of mine. After making sure I couldn't get loose, she straddled my face. I spent the next hour or so licking her to orgasm...

Second Discreet Meeting With Lynne

I stripped naked and shoved my clothes under her couch in the living room. It was a naughty feeling while I walked naked through her house and entered her den. I smiled with what I saw. There was Lynne, bare ass naked sitting on her Futon looking so sexy! She sat with her ass cheeks at the edge of the Futon cushion. She had her legs wide open and her feet on the edge of the cushion. "I'm all yours, Gary," she said while she patted her pussy with her right hand. “I’m your slut!” she...

Memories of Lynne

Lynne was seldom bored. She had two boyfriends that dominated her time throughout the summer. She would come over to Tom's house in the morning while Tom and I played fourteen and one on his pool table. When she arrived, I would stop playing while Tom continued shooting pool balls into their pockets. I sat with Lynne on the sofa and we would begin making out. We were very familiar with each other and I soon had her blouse and bra off. Lynne had beautiful, large tits that we had become...

Rebel SpyChapter 28 The Parade

"Something odd is going on over in Wessextown," the old lady said. "You've nothing useful to do. Go investigate." I gobbled down my breakfast, tended to my horse and weapons and was on my way before the sun topped the trees. Wessex was a small, tidy town with a pleasant square, a white church, two taverns, a sawmill and a respected potter. I headed for the larger tavern and had a good beer. The place was empty but it was barely noon. "Yer jus' in time for the show," the publican...

RebelChapter 73 Lt Foster

The British continued to harass us, pressing us back in our retreat. My company was usually doing rear-guard duty. One day, a week or so after my enjoyment of the girl in the barn, a pleasure my aching cock still recalled early in the morning, we swooped down on the supply train of a Redcoat regiment and were deep into pillage and plunder when a bunch of dragoons appeared out of nowhere, and we had to fight for our lives and then flee, every man for himself. They ran off our horses, and I...

The Insatiable Lynn

Lynn was probably about fifty, still slim with sun-bronzed skin, short blond hair and a decent body. As I was hanging blinds in my bedroom, I looked out, and there she was, naked as the day she was born, laying out by their small pool, her tanned body glistening with suntan oil. Before I realized it, my camera was up and zooming in. She was slim, like I said, but not skinny; not really athletic either, but nice shapely legs, a flat stomach and, when she sat up to check her phone, I could tell...

Sissy Cuckold Rebecca Lynn

By: Rebecca Lynn Sissy Rebecca Lynn Cuckold Rebecca got married to a very understanding woman who was fine with her crossdressing - but eventually, she needed a real man. My wife knew I was bisexual when we married; we agreed early on that any 'extra-curricular' play had to be talked about, no secrets. We're both very submissive, but we connected on a lot of levels, and we've been happy for several years. I'm hung very small, so our sex life usually consisted of me giving her...

AssParade Tokyo Lynn Big Booty Tokyo Lynn

Tokyo Lynn is desperate for dick. She has been jiggling her big fat ass all over Miami in an attempt to find the dick. But we take her home. She plays with her curves, even more, she gets oiled up and is nice wet and slicked. Johnny Love comes in and makes her happy. She puts her large mouth on his dick. She sucks it up like spaghetti. Her pussy is so wet for him that she hops on and rides the dick. Her ass is out of control and bounces everywhere. Johnny can’t take it anymore and gives...

JulesJordan Dixie Lynn 18 Year Old Squirting Teen Dixie Lynn

Freckle-Faced Teen Dixie Lynn gets her pussy pounded by Manuel! Dixie is an 18-year-old cutie that’s brand new to the industry and is sure to make a splash with her blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She’s wearing a short plaid skirt with a tiny orange top and matching panties as Manuel examines every inch of her sexy body. He has her twerk for the camera so we can watch those ass cheeks jiggle then pulls out her tiny teen titties to show off her puffy young nipples. Dixie pulls down her...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 27 Margaret

The girl that sat on the pulled-down steps of the fancy carriage looked sad indeed, nearly despondent, head down and knees wide apart. She was drawing on the ground with a stick. She glanced up as I dismounted and gave me a wan smile. There was neither team nor driver in sight so the problem was obvious. She stood and my cock stirred. She was a true stunner, dressed in the height of fashion and sporting a mop of dark red hair that cascaded over her shoulders and well down her straight back,...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 41 Daughters

I reached the McB-- plantation on a bend in the James just about sunset, feeling very proud of myself since I was about halfway to Portsmouth. I had a good horse under me and had rearmed myself with the weapons I had used all during the Revoltuion, tools my hands knew well. Now if I could promote a hot meal and a warm woman for my bed, it would be an almost perfect day. Long and bloody, but almost perfect. On my way south I had given the Ranger camp a wide berth. I left my horse with a young...

Rebel SpyChapter 13 Honor s Family

"Those beasts," said Madam Von R--, "are holding a fair, as they call it, and have a girl, a very comely girl, as one of the prizes in some sort of contest." "One of our people?" I asked. "A rebel?" "Of course. Why else would I bother?" she said impatiently. "Go get her out of there." "Yes'm," I said and set out. It made for a very curious weekend. That Friday I nosed around and found that there was, indeed, a competition, open only to militiamen, no British regulars or...

Rebel SpyChapter 14 Persuading Gloria

"There is," said the old Madam, looking exceedingly cross, "a woman who is doing us harm, at least she is trying to do so, the foolish harridan. I want you to go see her and convince her of the wickedness of her ways." "Me?" I said. "Why not send a preacher?" "No," the Madam said with an evil smile, "you have the equipment for this task. This woman is using her body in the service of our enemies and crowing about how much more manly the Germans and English officers are compared...

CaroleX Threesome with hubby and Lynne

See the photos that go with this event at CaroleX: Threesome with hubby and Lynne. I was first attracted to Lynne on the day we arrived at our holiday hotel in Gran Canaria. Keith (hubby) and I had gone there to enjoy some sexy fun in the Maspalomas dunes and were relaxing around the hotel poolside contemplating our adventures coming up over the next few days. Where we were staying was not a naturist resort but a family hotel with only a few of us going topless around the poolside. Lynne didn’t...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 15 Francine

General Greene detached Von Steuben to head up Virginia's defenses and headed south again, looking for whatever was left of Gates' defeated army. At Hillsboro, North Carolina, where a rag-tag government sat, no one knew where Gates was, but we were told that Cornwallis had abandoned Charlotte after the fight on King's Mountain. That is where General Greene finally found General Gates, in Charlotte on December 2. Gates, disgraced as well as defeated, seemed as happy to see us as we were to...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 24 Public Service

Harold, the coffee-colored horse trader, proved to be, as reported, a good man who knew his business. I used Jeff's name, and he showed me some animals. We dickered a bit, and he sold me a mare and a decent saddle and set of capacious bags at a fair price for those days when the rebels and Tories had cleaned the countryside of horse flesh more than once. "Do me a favor while you're here," Harold said as I looked my new horse in the eye and stroked her big nose. "Certainly," I said,...

Housesitting Day 0 Chapter 10 Going The Rounds With The Lynns

HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 10: Going The Rounds With The Lynns ROUND 1: Hard & Fast Below The Belt Stopping at Steph’s had certainly done the trick. My cock was as straight as an arrow and aimed right at Madison. I was going to give it to her extra hard and deep for all of her earlier teasing, especially after what she had done with her succulent, juicy ass. Eating out Madison’s tasty ass like that had made me so horny and I was sure she'd enjoyed it, too. Hell,...

The Taking Of Cassidy Lynn

Cassidy was in a foul mood. Everyone at the party could sense it, and the other guests were avoiding her as if there were a five foot quarantine around her. Stress was ever present for associate attorneys at Sinclair & Lewis and the others had far too much of their own to be interested in becoming involved in hers. For her part, Cassidy was vaguely aware that they were keeping their distance and that was fine with her. She glanced at the clock again and wondered if her obligatory appearance at...

Night In With Lynn

I'm already aroused just thinking about what's to come. I hear footsteps on the other side of the door, dead bolt unlocks and the door swings open. We've been chatting for months now, getting to know each others' wild, dirty, perverse sides. Now I get to meet her. Usually I'm good with words but the moment I lay my eyes upon her, words escape me. Beauty doesn't justify her true looks, gorgeous is an understatement. Sexually arousing, erotically stimulating is just what she does to me. ...

The Taking Of Cassidy Lynn

Cassidy was in a foul mood. Everyone at the party could sense it and they were avoiding her as if she was the center of a five-foot quarantine. Stress was ever-present for associate attorneys at Sinclair & Lewis and the others had far too much of their own to be interested in becoming involved in hers.For her part, Cassidy was vaguely aware they were keeping their distance and that was fine with her. She glanced at the clock again, wondering if her obligatory appearance at the Firm’s meet and...

The Cleansing of Cheryl Lynn

The Cleansing of Cheryl Ann My name is Cheryl Ann and this is my story about a recentweekend. I am 25 years old and I am a secretary in a local law firm. I havebeen married to my husband Don for four year. We got married the weekend afterI graduated from college. Don is 30 years old and is a fireman. He is 6'-2,195 pounds, strong, and has dark brown hair. Enough about him. Now to get to know me. I am 5'5; with long, light red hairthat goes half way down my back and I weigh 108 pounds. My...

Rebel 1777Chapter 37 Kit

Of course, I did go on to visit Trenton, just to renew the human spirit, check up on my trusted sources and get my ashes hauled. Both Ginny and Mrs. Foster seemed happy to see me, and I them. Ivy and I saw each other, too, but kept our distance like a brace of mockingbirds in the same shrubbery. Rebecca had returned to New York and her Royal Navy husband. On my final winter-time visit to Trenton, during one of our brief periods of rest, Ginny said, "You gotta do me a favor." "Like...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 30 Another Redhead

I awoke to the sound of many hooves on the nearby road. I rolled out of my blanket, found my rifle, stayed low and crawled to the roadside. Here came a redcoated officer, a captain, followed by a bunch of horses and a couple of well-mounted dragoons. I watched them pass, trying to count the horse flesh, at least a dozen, roped in pairs and threesomes. Then there was a mule-drawn farm wagon filled with barrels, kegs and a small blonde, bound and gagged, that I assumed was a girl from the...

Rebel 1777Chapter 46 Winnie

Being seduced means being made a fool, and it happened to me more than once. You would think I would learn but I didn't. When a young lady suggested love making, my brain stopped working and other glands took control. This time it happened at a tavern in New Brunswick. I had been in town almost a week, dressed as a farm laborer and spending most of my time and some of General Washington's brass in trying to find out what the British were planning. I had not shaved for a while and probably...

Rebel 1777Chapter 51 Teresa Again

And then I found the lovely Teresa, my gorgeous, gold-haired girl. I had rescued her from a dock in New York, loved her until we both were senseless, saved her from a burning shack after she had been repeatedly raped by a score of militiamen, and then sent her on to her faux diplomat-father, hoping she would mend and he would properly care for her. That was where I found her, at her father's fine, tall, brick house. (See Rebel #8) One of my contacts told me that there was a wealthy Spanish...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 56 Margy

In mid-August I entered Portsmouth to find the town almost deserted. I guess it was still technically in British hands because that flag flew on the docks and at the magazine, but the royal presence was much diminished. Margy sat with me drinking beer and describing the exodus of Cornwallis and his troops. "You should a'seen some of the women he took off with him. Ew, the smell," she held her nose and laughed. "So business has been kind a'slack?" "Right, an' they closed Arnold's...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 58 A Hundred Pounds

On my way back to my duties, I stopped to visit Frances again, drawn like a bear to honey, anticipating another happy tumble in the hay, complete respite from the never-ending war. It was a terrible mistake. She rose to her toes and kissed me when I opened the door to her bedroom and found her alone, writing a letter. The room smelled like roses. It was midday, bright and sunny, and the large, high bed looked very inviting. "So how's the poor, lonely, little widow?" I asked when my mouth...

RebelChapter 16 Fran the doctor s widow

The second time I went to visit Madam Von R--'s doctor friend, he had good news for me. A compatriot of his, another doctor, had died, he said, and had shelves filled with various medications. "I'm sure his widow has no use for the stuff," he assured me. "She's a fine woman, but I have no idea if she is politically inclined." He gave me directions and a note of introduction. It took most of the day to make the trip with my light wagon, and I was hungry and tired when I knocked at the...

Rebel 1777Chapter 87 Mother and Daughters

"They's been transferred," the girl said with a smile. "I ain' gonna miss 'em neither." "Who?" I asked, "who's been transferred?" "The bloody regiment," the girl said with an exasperated tone, almost ready to give up on my flabby member which was all right with me since we had been at it hard and heavy for nearly an hour. "Are they now?" I said. "Who'll be coming in?" "Don' know," she said, slapping the limp thing and rolling out of bed, giving me a good look at her...

Rebel 1777Chapter 91 Wounded

I was bent low when the shot burned my thigh and hit my poor horse. She stumbled, dumped me in the frigid stream, got to her feet and limped away after scrambling up the far bank. By then I had rolled over several times, failed to grasp a tree root and was in the swift-flowing main stream. I pulled off my soggy boots and thrashed about, trying not to swallow too much water and then I rammed head first into a boulder and knocked myself silly. I awoke with two people pulling on my arms and my...

Rebel SpyChapter 16 The Spinster

"Now," the old madam said, lifting an eyebrow, "this is a special case." "You always say that," I told her with a smile. She hit me with her fan. "This fine young woman really is especially special, you impertinent cur. Wait until you see her; you will understand. And she may be in serious trouble. I can't really tell from her note. She has been useful to us, very useful. Go quickly, do whatever she tells you." I went quickly where I was told, arrived late at night, stabled my...

RebelChapter 44 The Colonel s Wife

Foster sent me and George right back to New York as a team. We had our separate tasks but worked several times together to achieve our ends, either for ourselves or the Continental Congress. George would sometimes rescue a damsel from my attentions or I would come upon my friend trying to rob or assault someone, drive him off and earn his or her gratitude. One of the people Foster told me to see about was a colonel of artillery who supposed knew all about forts and gun positions, numbers of...

RebelChapter 48 Lori

"Take off your clothes, you stupid bitch," commanded the sneering officer. I was beaten and chained to a rafter so there was little I could do but watch. The major glanced at me and then returned his attention to the girl who had removed her bodice and dropped it to the floor. "Hurry up, strumpet," the officer snarled. "Haven't got all day." She stepped from her skirt gracefully, let it fall and pulled her shift over her head and tossed back her long hair. She had not worn...

RebelChapter 57 Captured

The men who captured me were a mix of Scots and Germans under the command of a young Englishman with an aristocratic look and a sadistic streak. His mixed and motley company had been out stealing horses when they found me late one morning disporting myself in a barn with a young maiden who had been around the track a few times. We were so busy with our efforts to please each other that neither of us heard the horsemen approach until they were in the barnyard. The girl squealed, slithered out...

Rebel Terror

Jeff Reynolds and Harry Smith had begun work at the mine in Kolbazi on the same day. Jeff was an accounting manager and Harry worked in distribution. Both men were expatriates from England, having moved to Africa lured by the promise of salaries that were four times what they could ever expect to receive at home. In addition, they were provided with small but comfortable bungalows in a safe section of the small city. Jeff and Harry were similar in appearance and personality. Each was in...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 16 Mona

A captain we met down there had two lovely daughters, and on several occasions he brought them into camp to entertain the visiting officers from the north. One was sweet and cooperative, charming and polite, but the other, the younger one, was a tease. That's what we called girls like that back home, cock teasers. She led men on, flirted and flounced, played with them, fanned them, flattered them, made them think it was available, showed it to them and then took it away, rejected them and...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 20 Nina

The shots were from up the hill in front of me and somewhere off to the left, two of them. I kicked my horse and moved that way while a part of my mind suggested hesitation and care as well as minding my own business. The first things a saw when I broke out of the treeline was a a small farm house, a good sized knot of horses, a man holding some of them and obviously guarding the others. His back was to me and he wore a militia uniform. He was a Tory. I counted six well-groomed mounts at the...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 23 Vanessa

My horse had gone lame, and I was afoot that morning, carrying my rifle, the captured muskets well hidden, when I almost walked into a Tory company camped alongside the road. One man saw me, yelled and waved as I ducked into the pine trees and ran for it, in no mood to tackle a dozen, well-armed men. They came crashing after me, hooting and hollering like it was some kind of game or cross-country hunt. I stayed low and moved as fast as I could through the dense woods, across a stream, up a...

Rebel 1777Chapter 13 Inebriate

Mrs. Snyder, Ivy and the tangle of bony arms and thin legs that were her three rambunctious sons welcomed me with a fine, late supper behind shuttered windows. I looked at Ivy in the candlelight and saw why her mother was so determined to hide her, to save her chastity if she could. She was blooming, becoming a beauty, finer boned than her lusty mother but just as lovely and almost as tall. In Felicity's large, soft bed, after we had satisfied each other to the point of mutual moaning and...

Rebel 1777Chapter 20 Rafe

My luck held. I did not have to spend much time freezing in Morristown that long winter, and I already had a bout with smallpox which left a few holes in my hide but little more. Instead, Lieutenant Foster got made a captain, and our bunch became a ranger company, at least for a while. Mostly we were back at harassing the Redcoats and Germans as much as we could, shooting unwary officers, playing fox and hounds and making their lives miserable as possible on a regular basis. I even started...

Rebel 1777Chapter 24 Nameless

On one early winter trip back to camp after an invigorating evening in Ginny's arms and legs, I ran into an odd situation. I heard a couple of gunshots in the distance and then discovered an expensive chaise standing at the side of the narrow road, and in it I found a very dead British lieutenant of infantry. He had been shot twice, evidently at close range. Powder burns showed around his wounds. The only other thing in the small carriage was a lady's reticule or purse. The man's pockets...

Rebel 1777Chapter 31 Prisoner

Unlike warmly remembered Boston, we did not find many welcoming women out there in the swamps and hills. Nancy, Melissa and Cecelia were the satisfying exceptions, along with a few others. Much of the frozen countryside was deserted, the animals confiscated or driven off and the farmhouses and barns empty if they still stood. For some reason the Crown sent a new minister into the wilds of New Jersey. The old one had fled during the confusion after the fights at Trenton and Princeton. The new...

Rebel Scum

The year is 2058. For the last decade, most of the world has known only conflict as east and west waged total war on one another. After the nuclear destruction of many prominent cities across the globe, an uneasy truce was signed and a new order has emerged. Most of Eastern Europe and Asia have fallen behind what has been called a "New Iron Curtain" as a Russian-dominated union spread its influence further across the continent... ----- An old moped drove through rural Belarus in the very...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 29 Fidelia

It was late, or early actually, and the moon was setting, looking cold and distant, when the woman came to my blanket. "Please," was all she said, on her knees beside me, her hand at my shoulder. I lifted the edge of the old blanket, and she rolled in, sighing. She was barefoot but fully clothed. I put my hand on her ribs and felt her stays. "How can you sleep in those things?" I asked, sliding my hand up between her full breasts to begin unlacing her strings. "Don't," she said,...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 31 Lucinda

The last river I had to cross was a nameless, northern tributary of the Broad. Winter had finally arrived with day after day of cold rain blowing in from the northwest. The fords were high and I kept going upstream until I found an operating ferry. I beat on the keg intended as a signal drum and a person finally emerged on the far side, waved at me and went to the flat-bottomed barge. Across the roiling stream it came, bobbing up and down, and I loaded my two horses aboard and tried to help...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 37 Spring 1781

"Missy," I yelled, "where the hell are my clothes? I can't go running around out there killing Redcoats and chasing after Benedict bloody Arnold and your frigging husband, the honorable Justin sodomite H--, in jus' my birthday suit!" "Now, don' get yo'self all riled up," she said, crawling back into the bed after using her chamber pot and adopting a deeper Southern accent. "Old Miss Martha'll be along directly with your clothes, all brushed and so forth, honey lamb, boots shined...

Rebel 1777Chapter 55 Paula

Late one rainy afternoon when I returned to my basement hideout, I found a woman standing at the foot of the steps, huddled in a dark, hooded coat and using her sleeve to ward off the blowing sheets of cold rain. She was tall and that was about I could tell about her except that the hem of her coat and dress were very wet and heavy. "Help you?" I asked, huddled in my old jacket and wishing I had worn a hat. I could feel cold water running down the back of my neck. "Does the S- family...

Rebel 1777Chapter 66 Spying

And then I awoke in a cellar although it took me some time to figure out where I was. My feet were tied together, my hands bound behind me, there was a damp gag in my mouth and my eyes were bandaged. I mentally took inventory and found most of my other parts were present and in working order. I could not feel any blood or new lumps on my head, but I had a metallic taste in my mouth. The gag was absolutely the worse part not only because it nearly strangled me in my own spit but tore at the...

Rebel 1777Chapter 80 Three Fine Friskers

The three men bent over their horses' necks and galloping down the road may or may not have seen me as they came on in a rush, but they simply ignored me, and I was forced to scramble into the woods to avoid them. I cursed under my breath and watched as the Redcoat hallooed and his two German companions dug their heels into their steeds to keep pace. I cut back through the trees, urged my mare to leap a small stream and came back to the road in plenty of time to dismount, load a double shot...

RebelChapter 20 Lula

There I was, tied to a post in a dirty barn, stripped bare to the waist and facing as nasty a crew as I had yet found. They did not give a damn about rebels and Tories or anything else. They wanted money and they had mine and hoped I would lead them to more since my purse had been heavy with blood money. I had at least one tooth that was loose, and my eyebrow was dripping blood. I worked on my knots, rubbing my hands up and down the rough post, failed to get the thick pole moving by pulling...

Rebel SpyChapter 34 Up River

On one of my last trips to visit with Mrs. Von R--, seeking knowledge of British intentions and a warm bed, a black woman hoeing at a kitchen garden stopped me as I walked past the back fence of her long plot. "Ho, mistah," she cried, waving her free hand. "You shore is a big 'un. How 'bout helpin' some poor folks?" She leaned on her hoe and looked at me stony faced, a bandana covering her head and her feet bare. I was in a hurry, eager to find a bedmate since Mrs. Von R-- usually...

RebelChapter 59 Grace

It took me a while to figure out that the big, young woman with the long legs and wild hair was in charge of the place and that the man I mistook for the inn-keeper was just one of her employees. She was well past being sturdy, nearly six feet high in her thick-heeled boots and easily twelve stone. She wore plain, country clothes with no decoration and her full, firm body moved freely beneath them like some sort of caged animal. She had heavy thighs, wide hips and full breasts, a firm jaw and...

RebelChapter 62 Two Stories

The woman under me was smiling while her body heaved and rolled from side to side. She raised her hips and her velvety quim pulled me deeper into her when I already felt fully extended. I surged up and back, rocked left and right, trying to screw it in even farther. She squealed and shuddered, pouring fluids over my root as our bodies slapped together. We grunted and throbbed together, thrust and recoil, thrust and recoil. It felt a foot deep in her, banging into her bones, thick and hard....

Rebel 1777Chapter 26 Melissa

Staging ambushes became our specialty. Since most agreed that I had the best Pennsylvania rifle in the company, I was often the bait in our trap. Once we had spied a small camp of the enemy pickets or a foraging party at work, my job would be to step out in the open, fire at them a time or two, aiming for the officers of course, and then run for it once they got moving toward me. If we worked it right, we could bag up to a dozen men and horses that way, replenish our supplies and send a...

RebelChapter 82 A Doubtful Tale

Not Credible "See this here place, this area," the lieutenant said pointing to his map. I nodded. "Somewhere in these woods there's a home guard bunch that has been raising hell with the Redcoats," he stopped and looked at me. "You ain't busy are you?" "No sir," I said, not wanting to lie but having enjoyed several days of inactivity. "Go find out who's leading 'em. Tell 'em we're getting ready to retreat again. See if you can get this bunch to join up." I nodded and...

RebelChapter 86 Escape

"Now," said the big Redcoat, "since you insist on being uncooperative, I have a bargain for you, a trade let us call it." He turned to one of the men near the door. "Bring those two bitches in here," he said. The heavy door of the basement room swung open and two more British soldiers entered, each with a woman in tow. They brought their prisoners to the colonel, clicked their heels and left. Now, just a few feet away, stood a handsome woman and a younger girl. Both wore nothing but...

RebelChapter 92 Another Mill

It was absolutely one of our best ambushes of the whole retreat. We cut the foraging party down like hay, seven men dead and one dying in less than a minute. The women driving the two big wagons did not even have time to duck for cover before it was all over. While the smoke blew away and my lieutenant finished off the wounded man with a pistol shot, I took note of the women with the reins in their hands. They looked a lot alike, fair-haired and sun burned, poke bonnets and farm dresses, long...

A LESSON FOR LYNNETTE

It was another boring day in the land of Bloz which is what I called my high school it didn't help that I had scored big on my SAT's or that I had gotten felt up in the hallway by some big black dude that was fun but he didn't try as hard as I felt he could have he had me pinned against the locker and there was no one else around he could have fucked me or something cool like have me blow him in the bathroom but no I just got a quick feel up which just left me feeling horny and frustrated see...

for lynn

I had wanted to be a lifeguard for as long as I could remember. I had been swimming since I was a young c***d and always enjoyed it, was pretty good too winning many competition events in the junior categories. However my desire to get into this line of work increased significantly when puberty happened and I started to notice the girls I was swimming with, in particular the wonderful changes that were happening to their chests. I quickly discovered I was a tit man and ended up spending most of...

A Night With Sonya Lynn

Sonya looked out the door into the starry night as she felt breeze whip through her strawberry blonde hair. The moon light sparkled in her eyes making them look like blue sapphires in the darkness. She remembers years ago when shegave up her virginity so willingly wishing she knew then what she knows now. A rush of wind blew through her thin nightie sending a cold chill all over her golden tan body. She certainly felt very old to only be 18. Sonya silently shivered making her nipples...

Rebel Holiday

"So where have I gone wrong?" "You have not gone wrong Jane, its just that we are not going anywhere in this relationship" "Graham, I gave everything in this relationship, I gave up promotion opportunities,hobbies, you name it". Tears were now in her eyes, there was also a pause. She thought about the holiday in Spain she had booked for them both. "Jane we have both tried, but I find it hard now." He did not want to say it, but before he could even think about it, Jane asked...

Rebel

“I fucked Becky Howard last night, and she has the smallest tits I have ever seen,” said Todd to his two friends. They laughed and went back to their hamburgers.“Was she any good?” said one of the others after putting down his food.“She was alright I guess, sucked my dick a bit but wasn’t very good at it. And she would only do the missionary position and that’s so fucking lame.”The three young men continued to discuss Becky’s body and what she had done the previous night. I sat at the table...

Rebel 1777Chapter 38 Paulina

Since I was in town I rode out to check on Sarah and Jean, the two girls we had rescued from the Hessians earlier that winter. They were living with a farm family that had lost two chidlren to the smallpox and seemed to have settled in right well. Neither had become pregnant as a result of their repeated rapes and both were happy to see me and insisted that I stay for supper to see how well they had learned to cook. I did and they had. Their sour apple pie was as good as any I ever...

Porn Trends