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Waiting for your call

It is almost midnight on a Saturday night and I am waiting for your call. This all started six weeks ago when you caught your idiot of a boyfriend cheating on you. I happened to be in the neighborhood bar where you wanted to cry and get drunk. You sat next to me at the bar and got yourself a cranberry juice and vodka. I just happened to be there because I needed some human company for the night. I could tell you were holding back the tears and when I asked what was wrong, the dam burst and you...

Waiting for faith

Waiting for Faith by alexcarr © I live in a block of purpose built retirement flats. We have our own community gardens to keep us pensioners happy as well as a community room where we hold regular functions. Not being the social animal my aim was to settle for a quiet uneventful life, believing all things sexual were long gone. Except for the looking of course and I could always imagine how it was when I was young. But who was I kidding! You see, there are lots of lonely spinsters and...

Waiting for the postie

Carol and i were at home on any normal weekend, it was Saturday morning and i had been waiting for a parcel to arrive. i kept getting up and looking out the window for the postie, but so far no luck. i was still in my dressing gown as was carol who was sat on the Sofa watching TV. i could feel a stirring under my gown, i was thinking of some of the dirty things carol and i could do when the parcel arrived. it had been a strange order, when I had been on the website there had been an issue and I...

Waiting for the School Bus

Waiting for the School Bus----------Well, it was that time again; school had started today. I had helped my little sister Ashley get on the bus this morning, and was sitting in the little bus stop that dad had built next to the road for us girls. It had a roof and walls, to keep us dry and out of the weather no matter how bad, it might get. I sat anxiously awaiting her bus to arrive, and hopefully, she would get off the bus; Ashley was not the sharpest tool in the shed, and often was...

Waiting for my husband

Waiting for my husbandLast January my loving husband Victor invited me to fly with him to New York. It would take just a couple of days for him to get some business there and I would have the chance to visit some old friends living in the infamous Big Apple. On the third night Victor called me to apologize, because he would be back to the hotel very late, having a business dinner with some kind of troubled delay. I told him it was no problem for me. I dressed some conservative way and went down...

Waiting for You Chapter 2

My heart is beating so hard inside my cheast. All I can hear is the "whooshing" sound of the blood being pumped through my head. I have fisted the comforter in both hands. I can't believe how nervous and excited I'm feeling! "Breath", I tell myself. I hadn't even noticed I was holding my breath until then. Slowly, so painstakingly slowly, the door opens. My nipples harden instantly. A quiet moan slips from me. I slide my hand up my stomach and caress one of my breast, tweaking my nipple with a...

Waiting On Paula

"Would you like something to drink? Coffee, a soda, a glass of wine, something stronger, maybe?" I offered. "I know I could use a shot of something." Paula smiled, putting her purse down on the end table and taking the clip out of her hair, letting it down, shaking it out a bit before she nodded. "Coffee would be good, maybe with a bit of Bailey's, if you have it?" I smiled and nodded, then turned to Evan. "The usual, sweetheart?" I asked, and he nodded as he sat down on the couch. I stepped...

Waiting to Happen

Waiting to Happen... By Lucy Lord I remember the day I started turning into a girl well. It was early April and, lying in bed with the early-morning sun streaming in through my window, I opened my eyes ready for another day. Something was wrong. I couldn't put my finger on it properly - a tightness in my groin, a prickly sensation on my skin and a warm, bubbly feeling over my chest. In those early days I didn't see anything especially to worry about - unusual aches and pains come...

Waiting III

I watch her struggle on the ground. She sits up and reaches down and feels her ankle. I see that her ankle is swollen, even from my vantage point. I see blood on her chin and on her shirt. She starts to turn over and is on her hands and knees. She is crawling back the way she came. I have no idea where she comes from each day. I have been watching her all summer and into this fall. I think, does she have a car parked somewhere? Does someone drop her off? Does she live nearby and run to the path...

Waiting On Her Nighty

Hi guy’s this is Navdeep again and hope you all remembered me. I’m back with my next experience with my sexy bitch Uzma after we were shifted from that place she had shifted to nearby city but we were in contact on phone and I use to phone fuck her daily she used to enjoy it. This has been continued for months when I got free from my college days. I got holidays then I decided to real fuck her and told her and by this she got so existed and anxiety and she felt so happy for that and had one...

Waiting for late Night

The story that follows was written by Meursault6, who read my stories "Film At Eleven," and took up my suggestion to write something in response. His email address is [email protected], and he would like to get feedback from you. It really turns me on to know that my fantasies strike such a responsive chord in other people. If you would like to write something about your dreams of you and me, I'd love it. I would love to enlarge on this "With Sue" series of stories. NOTE: This story is,...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 13

A blast of morning sunlight danced through the window onto Roxie’s eyelids. Although she didn’t open her eyes, she was awake. It was the day after the Fourth, she remembered. She was at the Dew Drop the night before. She reached over to find Junior, but found an empty half of the bed. It was time for that nagging morning headache to start reminding her of that extra drink and cigarette that she hadn’t really wanted. She reasoned that Junior must have stolen out of the bed at five to do the...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 18

It was a rainy morning. Cal was up early and ate breakfast in his house. He was eager to tackle the day ahead and that was a relief. The night before he had driven his brother to his cabin after the calling hours for Roxie’s aunt. Edwin offered him a beer when they arrived and that one led to another. “At least we’re on speaking terms again,” he thought as he cleaned up the breakfast dishes. It seemed like Edwin’s discussion topic of choice was Roxie. Cal was surprised when he found out...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 26

Cal woke up the next morning feeling like he hadn’t been to sleep at all. He stretched and then propped himself up on his elbow and then realized that, in fact, he had only slept a few hours. Yes, he’d gone to bed early, but that didn’t mean anything about being asleep. He glanced at the lighted dial on the clock. It wasn’t even five in the morning. Ed would be waiting for him soon in the barn with a herd of Holsteins to milk, “I think that cheeseburger last night at the Bluebird gave me a...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 39

“The Annex project is just the beginning. There’s a lot more we can do to bring good jobs into our county. I’d appreciate your vote.” Cal handed the lady a campaign brochure. He was standing on the steps to the front door of her trailer; she was in the doorway propping the door open. Two children of kindergarten age—a boy on the left a girl on the right—stood at either side of her, half-hiding behind her as they peered at Cal. “Hey! How about some ‘Tucker Buttons’ for the kids?” he asked...

Waited For My Dream Came True

Hello My Dear Reader, Gud day to you. I hope my dream that and I dreamt would have been yours as well some day or the other. Let me say about myself who might have missed my earlier stories that have been published here and I am Sahar 24 year’s old bachelor residing alone in Bangalore, working for a MNC. I speak all south Indian Languages with our National Language and International language that I am using to write this story. I am here to narrate the dream that I have for a long time and I...

Fate Luck and Karma Yeah Whatever

Well my name is John. John Smith. Yeah, real original. Just like my parents who could have called me a thousand other names yet settled on the fucking most common possible name, John. Not even Jonathan or Jon without the stupid ‘H’. People have even asked me if that was my real name! This is the story about karma fucking with me, but in a kind of good way, not that I considered it good until my now-wife showed me how to look at in with a new perspective. I’m not a gambler. I have the worst...

Waiting For Dominick

Things have gotten really strange at the house recently. My wife’s daughter has developed a little crush on me. When her mother isn’t around, she’s constantly teasing me and wearing very inappropriate outfits around the house. She knows I don’t appreciate her doing this to me. It makes me feel very uncomfortable. My wife had to go on a business trip suddenly. I was afraid what my stepdaughter would try and do. I try very hard not to pay her too much attention, because if I do, she might get...

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Waiting

She waited for him by the door . When the knob began to turn she became so excited it started her gooey juices flowing. For she loved him with all her heart and he her, the same. As the door opened and he entered with a smile she leaned in for a passionate kiss. Pulling him closer so she can take in his scent. She's craved this moment all day. And he's waits for this minute. She whispers into his ear.... I love you to the moon. His eyes light up. She grabs his right hand and squeezes as if to...

Waiting for tonight

I’ve been rather on the quiet side for the past year and half. For some reason, I had lost my drive, my sexual drive! I used to fuck around so much.. I could never get enough! Everyone medium was used to find BBC. I used various websites, sexual and non-sexual ones. I posted ads on Craigslist. I had help from a friend who liked to share as we had very similar tastes in men. I met my share of jerks and morons but in that lot were also some very interesting sexual partners, whom I saw...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 5

Homer Barlow was the Mayor of Appleton, a lifelong resident. He was much older than Cal—pushing seventy. He’d once owned the hardware store in town and got into local politics about twenty years before when he ran for City Council. It all started when he couldn’t get a zoning easement. He and Cal sat in a booth in the back area of the diner. It was easier to discuss business over lunch than in the Mayor’s office. “I called the meeting, so I guess lunch is me this time,” Cal said as they...

Waiting For You

I always have to wait for you. Every time, you are late. You’re always sorry, but still you’re never on time… and I always have to wait. My pussy grows impatient for you. An intense, painful physical longing I had never experienced until I met you. The rush of too much blood to my sex all at once, just at the thought of you. It brings an ache that only you can soothe. The ache gets worse as I put on my stockings. I love to be sexy for you and my clit throbs as I look in the mirror. The soft...

Waiting by the Beach Ch 01

NICKI SPEAKS Another night plagued by memories of hell is at least finally at its end, and once again I am aware of the bitter irony of my true love sleeping peacefully beside me while I lie awake and remember the horrors of the past. Jen and Billy and Connie – how I love them all! – but they are forever aware of Suzanne’s fragile state as her waking hours are plagued by consternation of the terrible injustices we all endured together. Due to my brave face and resilient appearance, they all...

Waiting For You

Picture this, it is a beautiful summer day, the sun is shining and the air carries a heated, excited feeling with it. I am sat on the outside balcony with a cold, crisp glass of sauvignon blanc in my hand, my dark hair falling around my shoulders as I push the straps of my sundress down to avoid lines, or at least, that's what I try to tell myself.My mind has been wondering all day, fantasizing about you, even though I know you will be home soon. I can't stop myself from thinking about your...

Masturbation

Waiting for Albert

I moved to this semi-rural community several years ago. The house I found was about four miles out of town, in an area where the houses were located on an acre of land, which meant you could meet and be friendly with your neighbors, but still have a lot of privacy. The town itself was small, but not so small that everybody knew everybody else. You could constantly meet new people. There were three bars all within a block of each other, and another set a little apart. One of these bars was...

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Waiting at the airport Anita s point of view

That cold winter afternoon I was at the airport. My loving husband was leaving on a short business trip and I had offered him to give a ride; because some hours later my girlfriend Helena was arriving from Buenos Aires and I had promised to pick her up there.So; after kissing goodbye Victor, I still had a couple hours to wait for Helena.I looked around the shops and enjoyed an Irish coffee. Then I went to watch the monitors, to find out that Helena’s flight was still delayed another hour.I was...

Waiting for the Balls to Drop After Midnight

12:16 PM Christine spreads her legs wide, and Aaron lowers himself on top of her; sliding his rigid tool into her, he starts to thrust. As Aaron quickly finds his carnal rhythm and Christine starts to moan, J.J. inserts his stiffened pecker into Tracey and starts hammering away at her pussy. Soon, both studs are working up a sweat as they once again synchronize their thrusts, slamming into their partners, pelvis to pelvis, with machine like precision, showing the same skill and proficiency...

Waiting for Nicholas

The wind had picked up, the night had grown cooler but she hadn't even noticed. The revolving light from the lighthouse played on her face, a face devoid of expression. Her mind was engaged, the voices in her head a jumble. As the voices grew louder and came faster her face began to change. Her mind was running the gamut, her life flashing before her eyes. A child of five and her first day at school, her mother's voice, "Stop your sniveling and whining. You are going to school on the bus,...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 10

Cal sat alone in his office after business hours were over. Delores had gone home; he didn’t care but he was hungry as he hadn’t eaten all day. There was a full pot of fresh coffee his secretary made just before she left for the day. That would be enough. His hunger did make him think for a moment about the Bluebird Diner, and then about Roxie’s bank note that he’d cosigned that afternoon and the used car she’d just picked at the dealer’s lot that went with it. He was sure that she was...

Waiting Part I

What I imagined the night we met...It’s a perfect autumn day. I’m cruising down country roads, windows down, my car filled with the scent of firewood and dead leaves and some alternative rock band from the early 2000s blasting from my speakers. Usually driving to spend the evening around a group of strangers would freak me out, but all I can think about is the wind licking my nipples through my tight shirt and hoping you’ll appreciate the display.I pull up and park in the driveway, not too...

Seduction

Waiting for Sunset

Sunset. The sky is on fire with gold, pink and red as the sun begins it’s decent into sea. The air is warm as I watch from the balcony, sea-birds dance in the last rays of the day and I can just make out lovers spread out over the beach as they watch the daily spectacle. I’m impatient, willing for the sun to be gone and for the last rays of the day to disappear so that she can join me. I sigh deeply and lean onto the glass barrier – not long now. The minutes pass and soon the sun touches the...

Supernatural

Waiting in the corner

Her tired eyes glanced up at him as his shadow moved over her. Her naked body flinched noticeably as he reached out and removed the long slender wooden yard stick from the wall. He poked it hard at her left small tit. Digging the splintered wood into her breast and twisting it about, he smiled lasciviously. He liked them flat and skinny and this one truly fulfilled his fantasy.“Morning my sweet little slave slut.” He said softly.Her tape smothered moans made his erect cock twitch about in his...

Waiting to tell this story

Recently a guy here asked me if I wanted to see pics of his wife. "Yes, plese." I said.He sent me some links. She was a very pretty larger woman and while the pics were pretty soft, I asked him if she "played". He said yes, but he only drove her to meet men and she told him about it afterwards. So I decided to tell him a story. He has yet to read it - but this is the story I have prepairedThis is my side of the conversation:When we last chatted, I said I would like to tell you what I want to do...

Waiting Tables

It's not about work in a restaurant, it's a story about us serving a10-person dinner party...naked.Chapter 1Ever since my first time, (which was withMelissa Malone), I've justloved sex. Well, I'm a guy and, I suppose, most of us do. But, I gotreally lucky on my first job after college when after working for twoyears, a new college grad hired on, Alexis Brown.Oh, she was nice. Pretty, blond, fun, sparkly personality and, as Ifound out on our second date, loves to fuck. Well, even more, she...

Waiting for Steven

Steven had only been away for four days, but Lyndsey missed him and missed him fucking her. Her Rampant Rabbit, a present from him on her last birthday had never had so much use.Right now she was laid on the bed, thinking about him and when she would see him next. He was currently on a plane coming back from a lads weekend in Spain. The thought of seeing him tomorrow after work was enough for her to open the drawer at the side of the bed and reach for her toy. Switching it on full speed she...

Quickie Sex

Waiting Tables

Chapter 1 Ever since my first time, (which was withMelissa Malone), I've just loved sex. Well, I'm a guy and, I suppose, most of us do. But, I got really lucky on my first job after college when after working for two years, a new college grad hired on, Alexis Brown. Oh, she was nice. Pretty, blond, fun, sparkly personality and, as I found out on our second date, loves to fuck. Well, even more, she just loves sex: blowjobs, handjobs, having her pussy eaten, she loved it all. And, she was...

Wife Lovers

Waiting For My Sonny Ajay To Cum

My name is Arpita 45 years old living with my son Ajay 24 years old. It all started when my hubby was transferred to a different city. I started inviting my son Ajay to sleep with me during the nights. I reasoned to him that I was afraid to sleep alone. Although my son was an adult, we shared the same blanket. Both of us under one blanket caused a lot of chaos as we both were attracted to each other’s bodies. And my son being a virgin killed him inside. And with him being a virgin and a shy boy...

Incest

Waiting for a Friend

Thursday, November 29,2012, a few weeks after Thanksgiving. I picked up my friend who needed a ride to an appointment. She was without a car that day. Since I had the day free I offered to drive her and then wait as she met her appointment. Found the place with my GPS and parked in the spot right next to the entrance to the building where her business was held.She got out of the car and went inside the building. After she disappeared inside the building I moved my driver side seat back all the...

Waiting for You

This takes place in a hotel a little off the beaten track. It's almost deserted.As I lay here on the hotel bed, wearing only a pair of solid white thigh highs with lace trim, the lights turned down low, but not completely off, my mind begins to turn imagining the things to come.First to tiptoe across my naughty brain is, "Exactly how will this all begin?".Wondering if you'll come through the door with your cock already hard and just slam into my quivering pussy and fuck me forceful and fast. Or...

waiting

It’s a cold day and I am sitting here snuggled up under the blankets. It snowed last night and it’s in the beginning of April. I miss you so much all I can do is wish you were here. I can’t wait until you get here. I am smelling good, soft skin, and nothing is lighting up the room but the candles I have lit. You will be here in less than an hour. My tummy is in knots with anticipation of your touch and smell. I just turned on my favorite mix that I love to listen to when you are here. ...

Waiting II

I wait in a different place, where the path bends and starts downhill. I hide behind two trees that stand next to each other. There is a space between where I see the path well. I imagine if she stopped and looked she could see me.. I feel a choking in my throat as the excitement builds and I hope she will be running past soon. I feel my penis hardening. I reach inside my pants and touch it, feeling the sparks of sexual electricity move through me. She is here now, I can almost feel her as...

Waiting For Dawn To Come

'Typical,' Ed moaned, pulling up his trousers and staggering to the ringing phone. On the TV, an extended tongue was paused on its way to a shaved pussy. He picked up the phone and managed a reasonably polite 'hello'. 'Hi, Ed?' A woman's voice he couldn't place. 'Yes?' 'Hi, it's Dawn.' Dawn from work? She had never phoned his house before. 'Hi, how you doing?' he said. 'Yeah, I'm good. How are you?' 'Well, you've interrupted me, actually - I was just about to have a wank.' She burst out...

Straight Sex

Waiting In The Rain

The cold rain told a sad story in a soft voice, and I was listening. I'm a good listener; always have been. Especially out here in the woods, inside this small cemetery. I sit in the cab of my old truck, listen to the rain tell the story, and wait for Melinda. In these parts, we never seem to have nice winter weather. It's always cold, cloudy, and raining. All it's good for is hunting, mostly deer. Only I don't hunt-not anymore. But this became my favorite time of year because of...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 4

Roxie had to work the six-to-eleven shift the following morning. The breakfast trade was always the best for tips and Monday morning was the busiest weekday. Since her car was on the sick list, she found herself walking the two miles at five in the morning. The sun was just beginning to burnish the horizon. She took that on faith, since in the center of town there was no horizon. If she’d had her car it would have been a quick drive to make it to the diner just at the last minute. There’d be...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 16

The sun was just struggling up over the horizon as Cal drove past the corn fields of the farms outside of town. The stalks were waist high, which meant right on schedule. “Knee-high by the Fourth of July,” Cal recited the adage to himself as he drove. It was just past the Fourth, so the corn was where it ought to have been—possibly a little higher, owing to the hot weather in late June. They had taken an inch of rain two nights before, so that was better yet. “Things are sure a lot simpler...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 27

The meeting with Homer in the diner was over a lot sooner than Cal had expected. He walked out of the front door of the diner and took notice of the pleasant summer weather, as the days were slipping toward August. Cal decided to walk the long way around back to his office and that would put him there right on time for the afternoon appointment with his client. “It was a good idea to call Mildred Watkins before meeting with Homer,” he told himself. Indeed, it was, for Cal knew that Tanaka’s...

Waiting at the BluebirdChapter 32

It wasn’t the first time that Roxie had the suspicious eye of law enforcement cast her way. It didn’t bother her those other times. Then, it had been because she’d been raising hell. As far as she knew, no one really got into a lot of trouble for raising hell. In fact, she liked it when people thought of her as a hell-raiser. Besides, it was always Junior who was being hauled in. She was just the side-kick. It hadn’t been too long ago when she’d thought that she’d turned over a new leaf...

Waiting Surprise

I was 18 years old the day I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. Her name was Ashley and she always wore tight clothes, half shirts almost revealing what my mother called "private parts". Ashley had blonde hair down to her shoulders, and was tall and slim. She had just moved here from Ohio, and did not fit in with the other girls. All of the boys though she was best thing to ever walk the earth, and we all loved to stare at her ass, when she walked. I was at the age where I had tons of...

First Time

Waiting On The Plumber

Our dishwasher and garbage disposal had been acting up for months and it was not until we got up one morning with the kitchen floor flooded that my mother decided to call a plumber. I was eating a breakfast sandwich in the living room, trying to keep my shoes dry, when I heard her voice getting higher and knew it was not working out like she wanted. After a few minutes I heard her slam the phone down and let out a cuss word that I was not suppose to hear. Yelling out my name she stepped into...

First Time

Waiting for you

Act 1 – Anticipation... “It shouldn’t be this hard” I mutter to myself while sitting at my desk. Of course –I wish there was someone there so I could say, “that’s what she said” – but there is not. I’m sitting alone in my office, looking out at the sun shine on Puget Sound. I’m a commercial Realtor – and typically work very long weeks. Generally – the time goes by so much faster. There are transactions to review, clients to meet with, and a slew of fires to put out. But today my mind is...

Erotic

Waiting For God

A long, long time ago (give or take a millennium), there lived two cavemen named Oog and Brin. Oog was a typical Neanderthal with a typical Neanderthal outlook on life. The entire extent of Oog’s education was that Oog should always carry a big stick. With his big stick, Oog could bash things over the head and drag them back to his cave to eat or mate with, as the case may be. He could also bash other things over the head that occasionally tried to eat or mate with him. Oog’s big stick made him...

Waiting for me to come to her place

I groan, and put pressure on the accelerator of the car. I cleared my throat and switched the phone to my other hand. " You want to wear one of my shirts..." " While I do the laundry." She affirmed. " One of your button down ones... maybe your blue jean one? I like that one." " The blue jean one." I repeated, hoping like hell I wasn't going to pass a cop on the way to her place. " Yes. I really like that one. It's soft and worn, and feels nice." Her voice seduced me while she...

Waiting Tables

Chapter 1 Ever since my first time, (which was withMelissa Malone), I’ve just loved sex. Well, I’m a guy and, I suppose, most of us do. But, I got really lucky on my first job after college when after working for two years, a new college grad hired on, Alexis Brown. Oh, she was nice. Pretty, blond, fun, sparkly personality and, as I found out on our second date, loves to fuck. Well, even more, she just loves sex: blowjobs, handjobs, having her pussy eaten, she loved it all. And, she was...

Waiting

I can’t take it anymore. I take one last look out the window and let the curtain fall back into place. This heat is unbearable. Even with every last window open, there is no reprieve from this hell. The ceiling fan slowly circulates. The damned thing is busted and only runs on low. Even my beer bottle is starting to sweat bullets. Are you ever coming back? You said you would. I heard it in your voice the last time you left. You’re my drug and every time you walk out that door, I go through...

Waiting for Steven

Steven had only been away for four days, but Lyndsey missed him and missed him fucking her. Her Rampant Rabbit, a present from him on her last birthday had never had so much use. Right now she was laid on the bed, thinking about him and when she would see him next. He was currently on a plane coming back from a lads weekend in Spain. The thought of seeing him tomorrow after work was enough for her to open the drawer at the side of the bed and reach for her toy. Switching it on full speed she...

Waiting for a ride

Grace and Rick pulled into his parking spot, gathered their things and made their way to his office. It was just before 7 a.m. and the lot was empty. Grace had ridden with Rick so she could meet a coworker who she would be joining for a work thing most of the day. Grace sat her things down just inside the door and made her way to the bathroom. After a few minutes of primping she exited the bathroom and was greeted by her husband standing in the hallway with his dick sticking out of his pants....

Waiting For the Right One

Hi everyone! Thanks for reading. This is a second-person female POV story with a focus on themes and elements of infidelity / cheating, sexual discoveries and awakenings, dubious and / or ambiguous consent, sexual humiliation, non-consensual sex, and soft 'bad ends.' The story is about a young eighteen year-old woman named Jessica Gardner, a recently-enrolled student at a small liberal arts school. Jessica is away from home for the first time at her first semester of college. She and Robert...

Waiting for Victor at the hotel

On January my loving husband Victor invited me to fly with him to Baltimore. It would take just a couple of days for him to get some business there and I would have the chance to visit some old friends living in there.On the third night Victor called me to apologize, because he would be back to the hotel very late, having a business dinner with some kind of troubled delay.I told him it was no problem for me. I dressed some conservative way and went down to the bar to get a light meal for dinner...

Waiting for a ransom to be paidI

I knew that I was in trouble when I heard those brutal black men could not get my husband in the phone.Victor was still at his office; as I had been at the local mall for some late shopping. After getting some sexy lingerie stuff, I went to the parking lot.There three giant black guys came out from a dark van and grabbed me, dragging me inside. They closed the door and the van moved…I was now on my knees, a collar holding my head to the floor; making me bend like a praying Muslim. My red dress...

Waiting for a ride

Grace and Rick pulled into his parking spot, gathered their things and made their way to his office. It was just before 7 a.m. and the lot was empty. Grace had ridden with Rick so she could meet a coworker who she would be joining for a work thing most of the day.Grace sat her things down just inside the door and made her way to the bathroom. After a few minutes of primping she exited the bathroom and was greeted by her husband standing in the hallway with his dick sticking out of his...

Waiting for it

He had wanted her for more years than he could remember. Now she was near him, leaning on the balcony of the bedroom of her holiday hotel in Menorca. She was wearing a loose, crop top t-shirt and beige shorts with an elasticated waist. Her back was to him now but later…..He moved up behind her and put his hands on her hips, just standing slightly apart from her – he expected her to resist or pull away but she moved her body back to press against his loins. He moved his hands round and up under...

waiting for you x

Beneath me I could feel you. your breath felt like silk as it caressed my neck, the tender kisses falling from our lips to meet each other's bodies, our necks. you paid close attention to there, just gently letting your kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then you turned your attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn't ever end. Our lips parted and you entered...

waiting

His little slut ached for his touch. Life had just gotten in the way, and they'd only been able to steal a few chaste moments together. On the most part, they were limited to online communication. Through the e-mails, the instant messages, he kept her arousal simmering. A week had passed, and still he'd not given her permission to cum. Her phone rang with that song she reserved for him. Despite the late hour of evening, she answered the call with her standard professionalism. Just the sound of...

Waiting IV

I'm sweating and my penis is half erect. I see her as I round a bend and she sees me about the same moment. Her face blanches, I guess, out of surprise and fear. I say hello and her hand covers her chest. She says hello. It is a moment frozen in my memory. Feelings of embarrassment fill me along with sexual desire. My penis is at full attention as I help her up and she puts her arm around my shoulder as I put mine around her waist. I feel smell her sweat and something else, something a woman...

WAITING FOR MY NEW sister TO COME 1

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Dawn Best had been having an affair with a thirty-year-old man. He liked Caucasian young women and was quite specific on what he wanted from her when they were together. She was to wear a black silk dress with no bra, nude thigh highs, and stiletto shoes. Nick asked her to masturbate and wear her black panties. He wanted her panties to be damp from her pussy juices.The thing that excited him the most was for her to apply the reddest lipstick she could find. Nick preferred that in addition...

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Roxie sank into the bucket seat of Cal’s new Mustang. It occurred to her that it was more comfortable than any chair in her aunt’s house. The air conditioning was such a welcome relief from the summer heat. “I could sure get used to this” “You’re so nice to come pick me up, Cal,” she said aloud in her sweetest voice. “I love your new car.” “No problem,” Cal grunted. “I wasn’t busy. I don’t know why I bought this car. It’s a lot more car than what I need.” “I like it a lot,” she...

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Cal arrived early; he knew it. He thought that he’d drive out to the Annex and have a look around before anyone else got there. Of course, he’d had a number of ‘look-arounds’ since the factory had gone vacant. It didn’t matter; Cal hated surprises. When he was elected to the County Legislature he’d asked for his assignment on the Economic Development Committee. He had recently become Chairman. Until then, he’d been forced to settle for little victories and some big defeats. Maybe he still...

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When I was about this old, my widowed dad start to made me do one thing I never thought I'll ever do. At first it was really embarrassing, because he has not seen me naked since I was little. But now that I'm this old, he said that everyday starting today that I will have 'no clothes' on when I'm on the house. And that every once in awhile, he'll touch inside my sweet spot to see if my hymen is intact and still there.Do you have the slightest idea where this story heading to? Well you should,...

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Rebecca called Bob while she was awaiting her return flight. She was leaving Paul behind for an extra day to co-ordinate and oversee the efforts of the CS team. They still had Easy's car to go over, the neighbor's house, and of course trying to track down the receiver for the remote cameras they had found in the house. Bob called me at the house and said we needed to meet. I gathered us in my office as soon as we were all available. "We've been made," Rebecca said plainly. "What?"...

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I could feel the lumpy stucco through the tape as I pressed it smooth against the wall. The last time we talked it didn't go well. I stumbled all over my feelings for her and nothing was fixed. Tearing another piece of tape, I stared at her picture. “You are going to be my motivation,” I said to it, as though I would actually see her again. I knew I wouldn't, but even then, after all that had happened, I couldn't let go. . . I dropped my right shoulder, and the backpack dangling from it slid...

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My name is Victor. My father is a self-made millionaire. He is also a tyrant and a tightwad. An ultraconservative in his politics, he rants about liberal causes, taxes and government spending. That didn't stop him from building up a lucrative business relying in large part on government contracts. One of his favorite rants is about American kids being spoiled rotten. "They all ought to be tossed out on their own as soon as they reach the age of majority," he declared loudly and often. "Let...

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I spent quite a bit of time over the next few days beating myself up over Joanna. How could I be so easily fooled? What was it about me that made me a sucker for a pretty face? You would think by now I'd have figured it out ... but no. I had my life all planned out. She and I would get married, adopt the boys, build a nice house, and live happily ever after. I wondered more than a few times what it was going to take to find the right woman. Maybe I was one of those guys who never...

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Matt was used to having Trisha's friends around but over her house for a sleep over was maybe a bit far when she invited him. She tricked him into it by saying it was only her and him while her parents went and a 1 year trip to Europe. Well at least she didnt lie about the parants away part. As soon as he walked through the door he was instantly greeted with a kiss from Trisha. He returned the kiss without waiting for her to say anything. He didnt see any of the girls so he figured...

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