3 years ago
My brother rolled his eyes like the grump he was, "No-go by yourself". He paused and shook his head, "And stop calling me 'Nii~Nii' we're not even Japanese!" I crossed my arms in a pout, "But Gamestop is too far to walk...Please I need this game! There's Hentai in it!!!!" I blurted because to me...that was a big deal. Nii~Nii threw his arms up, "Ew-okay stop! I don't need to know these things...take the subway there! You'll be alright. Just don't talk to...
3 years ago
Talk about a gorgeous fall night on the Gulf Coast that quickly turned erotic!She was dancing in front of the bandstand to almost every song. A very attractive face with a slender body and a nice rack that had a lot of single guys drooling. I found myself watching and wondering if she was staying at the inn or just in with friends for the music and dancing. As a good three-piece band, we usually packed the place on weekends.She looked very sexy and supple as she wiggled and shook that pair of...
Quickie Sex
4 years ago
By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright 2012) DISCLAIMER - This is a work of fiction. All similarities to anyone living or dead is in your imagination. Only fictional characters were hurt in this story - its not real. ____________________________________________________________________________________ The pretty dark haired girl climbed from her little yellow VW and after smoothing out her short denim skirt turned toward the gas pump. After swiping her card she waited for the...
3 years ago
Course I was young and spent my money as fast as I earned it. I stay away from credit as much is possible, paid off up my credit card on each billing cycle. My parents got themselves in so much debt I learned that lesson having to do without while my father paid down his credit cards. Early in the spring of 2006 I met Nicole, Nikki we all called her. Nikki was a beauty standing 5 foot six with dark hair, dark, dark Brown eyes that seem to be bottomless. I could stare into her beautiful...
3 years ago
Thanks in advance! Disclaimer: There is no action in these first chapters. There will be more than enough later, but I want to set up the mood first. Disclaimer for the stupid: No, don't go out kidnapping and stuff. I don't condone it. It's bad mkay? Entrapped, Enslaved Chapter 1) Carpe diem. It all started in the autumn of my career. I had done quite well for myself, starting a few startups, selling them and keeping stocks in the more successful ones. As I was always able...
1 year ago
by VoreandMore21 This story starts like any other story about regular people. Kyle, a young boy with sandy blonde hair with a developing surf build and manhood. He lived with his dad and two brothers, his older brother James and his younger brother Sam. Currently they were enjoying their vacation off a deserted sandy beach they heard rumors about from a tackle box shop when they usually get their gear for fishing. Being near the coast of Cali, it wasn't uncommon to hear about...
2 years ago
Sunday had arrived at last, and the weather was set fair, for which Jack Wetherly was grateful. Aunt Rose had placed a breakfast of bread and dripping in front of him together with the tea, that only Aunt Rose could produce so stewed.Jack and his late father had lived with Aunt Rose, ever since his mother, who Jack was too young to remember, had died. Plump, always aproned, dolly sized, Rose was his mother’s sister and had been one of the more placid parts of his life.As she poured his tea Aunt...
Historical
2 years ago
One thing that I knew made Carol uncomfortable was public behavior on my part that gave any hint of the nature of our sexual relationship—she loved being humiliated but didn't want anyone else to know because it would be...humiliating. Go figure. So of course I took any opportunity I could find to do things to her in public, such as the incident at the bus stop shelter a few days back, because first it embarrassed her, then it angered her...and then it aroused her. As we danced I noticed...
4 years ago
Part Two : Trish Trish followed Mgwabe deeper and deeper into the sinister complex, as they wove through large well furnished rooms. The walls seemed to hide strange truths as Trish followed the man through what seemed to her to be a medieval Moor castle. She began to wish she hadn’t been so smart half an hour ago. This was because half an hour ago, she had been finishing her meal with Mgwabe and Mandy at his dining room, when suddenly Mgwabe seemed to shift his interest from Mandy to her,...
2 years ago
They call me the Afrikaner. I have connections to kinds of people normal folk don't even know exists. I trade in soft, firms, juicy flesh. Who wouldn't love doing that? I fucking hate women. All of them. This makes me love my work even more. Women are dumb animals - some fucker domesticated the cunts and now we are sitting with the problem. Sluts. Look at them! Is it easy to see what their purpose is. Fucking and breeding. That is all they are good for. A female should submit to...
3 years ago
I often visited cemeteries when I was younger. I found them to be very peaceful places where I could meditate and think things over. I used to do this on and off about twice a week sometimes during the day and other times at night. It was amazing the things one could see in graveyards. People continuously talking to the dead or sometimes they might pinch flowers from other tombs to put them on their own dearly departed ones’. Other times people might appear in the cemetery completely drunk, and...
2 years ago
I heard the rumbling of bikes outside the hotel and ran to get Anna. "Yea I understand mom." I heard her disappointed voice speaking into the hotel phone. "Yea... Ok... Love you, bye." Then she hung the phone up. She walked up to me with a sad look, "I can't got with you." she said bowing her head. "Why not?" I asked. "My mom says I can't, won't let me drop out of high school." she said starting to tear up. Then my phone started ringing. It was Eagle, my...
3 years ago
I often visited cemeteries when I was younger. I found them to be very peaceful places where I could meditate and think things over. I used to do this on and off about twice a week sometimes during the day and other times at night. It was amazing the things one could see in graveyards. People continuously talking to the dead or sometimes they might pinch flowers from other tombs to put them on their own dearly departed ones’. Other times people might appear in the cemetery completely drunk, and...
3 years ago
What? Steal a body? Yes, I know. The Reader’s Digest version is that Rachel, my ex-wife, was dating a Russian mobster. He stole money from the mob. Rachel and he were supposed to runway together. He changed his mind, dumped her, and ran off leaving her to explain it to his gangster buddies. I had just started seeing Kim, Rachel’s sister, the night before Rachel got the news about her boyfriend. Jesus, that was just 36 hours ago! That next day, (yesterday) one of the Russians came to visit...
1 year ago
Thoughts rushed through my mind as if they were in a race where the winner takes all. Every thought wanted to hook their long talons into my brain. I also struggled with my moaning and groaning body.My bottom cheeks were unhappy sitting on a hard rock and my back strained itself to keep my naked boobs pointed into the wind. Even my folded legs that were knotted in the Lotus position, were complaining about their situation. Only my arms were happy where they rested on my spread legs.However,...
Threesomes