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Dancing and the next day
They got to the club around ten-thirty and true to his word; Michael got them all in and without being carded. A bouncer showed them to a private table that overlooked the dance floor from a balcony. A waitress came to take their drink order and the two girls piped up that they would have tequila sunrises. Michael ordered a beer and looked at Silk. Michael leaned over and spoke in her ear, “What do you want to drink?” His breath in her are distracted her and she sat dazed for a second, finally what he said sunk in and she said, “I don’t know. I don’t drink enough to know what I like.” With a grin, Michael asked, “Do you want what they’re having?” She had heard the word tequila and knew that it …
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Fucking Kinky Kelly…..Part 2
Hi I was pushing deep filling her. She was coating my cock “daddy, im gonna cum. Im gonna cum all over your hard cock.” “daddy wants you to cum, cum all over that hard cock.” “oh,daddy it feels so good, oh, fuck.” She moaned biting her lip. I reached around her picking her up with my cock inside her and turned over so she could ride me. “be a good slut and ride daddys cock.” I said grabbing her ass and pushing her down on me. I held her ass as she rode me. “i want to be your slut daddy.” She said fucking me. “will you teach me?” She asked dangling her breasts in my face. My fingers were moving up and down the cum coated crack of the little girls ass as she …
Welcome Home_(5)
Thank you for reading my story. I appreciate comments as I like to know what people thought of my story or how readers feel the story may be better. ********************************************************************* I was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for him when I heard his car pull into the yard. He came in the house, hung up his coat and was taking off his tie when he entered the kitchen. He stopped when he saw me. “Well hello, what do we have here?” He stood in the doorway taking in the sight of me, naked except for one of his dress shirts that I had only partially buttoned. I had done my makeup a little darker tonight. I sat there letting him look his fill, the desire in his eyes turning me on. I smiled at …
The Visit_(0)
The Visit Several years ago Chris, a friend of ours visited for awhile… We had been friends for years and more than a few times he had told me how stunning my wife Paulene was. About once a year or so he would come and stay a week or so with us. He and my wife would often flirt harmlessly with one another. I watched and just admired her beauty and the way she was full of life, just made me feel so lucky to be with her. My mind was also racing with ideas and images of them together; I watched while they chatted, wondering if I could actually share her with another man. We had played, talked and shared all kinds of fantasies out over the years but it had always been a …
The Margey Household – Book 7
Margey Household Book 7 Themes: ws, light scat, mast, lez This in an offshoot project from the Margey Household chronicles. Some of the characters are the same, some new. Read the other stories in the series (Books1-6) to find out the full background or some of it won’t make any sense. Warning: The events and characters in this story are imaginary. If you attempt to duplicate them in real life, you will end up sharing a jail cell with a big fat man called Bubba. BOOK 7 by StackofBooks 1) SEAMSTRESS HIGHS 2) UP THE A.S.S. 3) A.S.S. FUCKED 4) STACK 5) CHRIS GOES ASIAN 6) BLACK & WHITE RUSSIAN 1) Seamstress highs by StackofBooks (1247 words) Andrea was getting requests from other parents to join Beth, Suze, Arnold and Sally in dressmaking classes – …
ROSE GETTING ALL HORNY ON THE BEACH
ROSE GETTING ALL HORNY ON THE BEACH Hi everyone, humble apologies for the length of time it has once again taken me to write another story – but I promise to ‘try’ make it worth the wait. This is a true story of some yummy fun I’ve had on the beach – perhaps other exciting adventures will follow in the not too distant future, you tell me? As per the norm, I have never been ashamed of my body and love showing it off so every summer I would design a new tiny lil bikini for maximum effect, my Dressmaker is a yummy looking man (alas…. happily married lol) and probably thought and still thinks I’m nuts, but he knew I loved to make a statement and watch the reaction of either shock, envy or …
Blond Hair.
“Nine A.M. and I’m already thinking about sex. And on Sunday fucking morning, for fucks sake! Something is bad wrong with me, bad wrong.” Ben thought to himself, as he buttoned his dress shirt for church. He wasn’t a religious man at all, and went to church for the sole purpose of meeting and being with his friends. Living in the southern “Bible Belt”, it’s hard to have friends and also not be a Christian. “It is only a short drive to church, and the service only lasts an hour and a half. Besides, all the guys will gripe at me all day tomorrow if I don’t go to church.” Ben was a short man, but strong. He was 26 at the time, but had worked in construction since he was 16 years old, and …
Bk 2, Ch 6: After Party
The problem, I reflected, was always bodies. Sub-Commander Bernette had quickly explained the situation to her warriors. Subdued but nonetheless motivated by the desire to help their fallen comrades, the surviving Arkadians quickly surrendered their weapons and formed teams to assist the wounded. None moved to escape. But motivation was not enough. So few survivors were forced to sort, move, and care for so many wounded. About three hundred fifty Arkadians surrendered, including two dozen oarsmen that had jumped ship and now bobbed in the water or splashed ashore. Many of those captured were injured themselves, able to run and retreat but unable to help lift bodies. Across the battlefield in the span of an hour, the blood of over seven hundred of their comrades had been spilt. The wounded were innumerable. The dead lay …
Rocky & Bullwinkle: A Lost Adventure
Episode 1 We begin our story in the tiny hamlet of Frostbite Falls, Minnesota USA, population 27, where two of its leading citizens reside; Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle J. Moose. It looks like they’re involved in some intense study. Let’s listen in. “Do you have any tens?” “Go fish,” said Rocky. Well, it looks like they’re more involved in leisure time activities. Unfortunately, a couple of dark figures are approaching their quaint cabin that is sure to break up this relaxing atmosphere and involve the duo in another harrowing adventure. At least we hope so. “Who can that be?” said Rocky in answer to the knock at the door. “I bet you it’s those pesky woodpeckers again. Just ignore them.” “Who is it?” “Natasha Fatale.” “Natasha Fatale who?” “Natasha Fatale going to injure you …
Beach surprise
Beach Surprise My recently single mate Chris was staying with us for a few days during the summer and it just happened that it was my wife’s (Polly’s) birthday. “Why don’t we spend your Birthday at the beach”, I said to my wife. Both she and Chris thought it would be a great idea and that way we could all just chill out and relax. We, loaded up the car, and took off up the coast Highway a bit and then pulled into a side road and travelled about 10mins down towards a beach. We parked along side the road. There was no other cars parked there which was a good sign, and probably because it was a week day it had something to do with it. We gathered our stuff (towels, bag, and small …
Summer Vacation part 4
Ever get a thought that wakes you out of sleep no matter how deep the sleep was? I bolt up out of bed sitting up and covered in sweat, my mind racing with a plan. I start chuckling to myself because this is a win plan, all win no loss. I mean I would have been all for a plan that makes me cause people to suffer but why not use greed to get exactly what they’d never think to bribe me with. I grab my phone and see it’s two thirty in the morning, I should go to sleep or at least try but I can’t I’m to hyped up. I grab a coin from my jean’s pocket and flip it, heads for Abigail, tails for Bethany. Tails it is. I creep out of …
Your Name Here: Chapter 2
Chapter Two Jess awoke Saturday at about 11 a.m. His thoughts immediately flashed back to Wesley’s e-mail. He had said that he was 15, about 5’10”, had long, light blonde hair, had gray eyes, and had a slender but slightly defined body. He had also included a picture of himself in the email (in which Wesley was shirtless and looked really hot) and said that he wanted to meet Jess. But now, Jess was unsure. Was he really ready to acknowledge to himself and everyone else that he was gay? Was he really ready to meet Wesley? And all the fallout that could follow? What would his parents think? Or would they still not pay attention to him? He sat thinking for a long time, turning things over in his head. Finally, Jess turned on …
Soccer Mom Gets Caught
Fbailey story number 606 Soccer Mom Gets Caught I work clean up at the local bowling alley. It is fairly easy work but it starts at midnight during the week and two in the morning on Friday and Saturday. Basically I empty trash, restock the bathrooms, and clean and polish the floors. Once a week I have to clean the mechanism that handles the bowing pins. Then one Tuesday night after the women’s bowling, I was let in as usual and the owner went home. I heard a noise coming from a hallway so armed with just a broom I approached the restrooms. As I came upon the lady’s room I cautiously opened the door to find a pile of clothes on the floor. I saw a pair of pants and a T-shirt along with …
Private Tutor for Trophy Mom and Daughter
Chapter I: Landing the New Job I graduated from college just as the economy took a sharp downturn and the job market for English majors was considerably bleaker than it normally is. After failing to land a teaching job, I put ads in some upscale publications as a private tutor. Living on Manhattan’s Upper West Side I thought I had a good chance of stringing along enough students to keep my head above the water. It turned out that I would only need a single customer. The call came from the Talbotts of Connecticut, real blue blood DAR Yankees with pedigree and wealth. I corresponded with Mrs. Talbott about tutoring her daughter, Linda, who was having great difficulty graduating high school. She had just turned 18 but was in danger of flunking out. I sent …
Sex du Juor: Fuck Me In This Forest
Stian Elberd and I myself—Ragnhild Ascwin—are departing off for a hush-hush and not-communal picnic at some far away seaside and seashore. By hush-hush, I denote that it is going to be the two of us alone and not more than that. Yes. We are going to gobble batches and assortments of delicious and lip-smacking food and more outstandingly and significantly have endless laps and lots of great and so out-of-this-world sex. It is to some extent chilly and icy, but we are going anyway. We have made up our minds and assessments about it and nothing is going to alter that. Regrettably and unluckily, and much to my own dissatisfaction and aggravation, the car that we are in—a bullion-colored Nissan Trimm 196—breaks down and Stian is left with no preference and alternative other than to …
midnight slave_(0)
I was a dark 16 year old girl. I really hated everone around me. My name is rose, and i live in New york City. I have long black hair and i am very white. I was 5″6. But i tend to where high heals so i was walss a taller then most girls my age. And last i am a sex slave. One late night i got in a huge fight with my mom and i stormed out of the apartment. It was pouring out side at the time I was whereing really short black shorts with long black stoking that go up to the middle of my thigh with long black high heal boots. I was whereing a black corset with red strings. And sence it was could out a black drench coat. …
Football Days 2
In weeks following my first encounter with Nicole, football practice had finally started. I was used to getting up early and working hard because of my job, so the practices from 8 am to noon were nothing to me. Some of my friends were tired, but not me. I was very impressive to the coaches, including our head coach, who was one of the biggest assholes in our little town of 2200. I hadn’t seen Nicole since I left her house that night, but we had talked nearly every day on the phone. I finally ran into her at school after football practice while she and the other cheerleaders were finishing their own practice in the gym. I was walking through the gym with my t-shirt slung over my shoulder talking to some of my …
Orienteering Club
How would you decide what clubs to join during Freshers Week? I had some basic criteria: physically strenuous ok, team sports not ok, thinking ok, nerdy not ok; but, most of all, it had to be whatever those two girls over there were signing people up for! They were thin and beautiful, shockingly beautiful, with large breasts. It was the size and jutting-outness of their breasts, exaggerated by the flatness and tone of their tummies and athletic legs, that really grabbed my attention. They were wearing neon-green singlets with large arm holes flashing tantalizing glimpses of skin, tummy, ribs and sports bras. They had their long straight hair back in pony tails. They had identical dimensions but were in every respect opposites: One was brown haired, posh-spice looking, full body tan, surely waxed-smooth pussy, probably …