*Final Chapter* by ladybell81 True Story, Consensual Sex, Written by women Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Sat 13th of August 2011 Report Font size : – + Introduction: As always, I apologize if the use of drugs offends. Please leave comments, especially if voting negative. I’m not afraid of constructive criticism, so don’t be shy. Hope you’ve enjoyed ‘Our Story’.
3. (…the day before) “So, Brook, I understand you and Will have been around the bush a few times?” Sierra said playfully. “Yeah you could say that” “Oh! I can’t believe my little Will is already growing up! OH! He’s so cute! You’re a lucky girl!” “Yeah, and surprisingly, Will’s really good at it, I mean, I have no one else to base it off of, but he always makes me cum when we do it” “How big is he?” “About this big”, Brook said, holding up her hands about six inches apart, “He’s pretty big in my opinion” “Damn! You’re right! Oh! If he wasn’t my designated little brother, I would be all over him!” “Wow, thanks!” Brook laughed. “How long does he last? I mean, he’s what? Fourteen? Hell, I couldn’t even last …
She opened my eyes to her room being filled with sunlight. She wrapped up in her blue duvet and hid from the gleaming light of the outside world. After 10 minutes of laying in pure heaven, She decided it was time to get up. She hesitantly sat up on her elbow and took in the warmth of the sun. She swung her foot over the side of the bed and took a deep breath in as she stretched her arms to the sky. She got up, grabbed a lacy, silk nighty and slipped it on, and dragged her feet to the shower. She stripped herself of her nighty and bra. She stepped into the shower and turned the handles. The warm water flowed across her body and wet her hair. She lathered her hair with …
After almost a year of being Mr. Miller’s little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they told me, that afternoon when Ray Summers went to deliver feed to Mr. Miller he’d found the old man dead on his front porch. They tried to be very gentle about telling me, reminding me how much I’d done for Mr. Miller helping him with chores, and how much he liked …
I crawled toward her, the friction of the carpet burning slightly against my knees, a tactile reminder of my descent. Every inch of progress felt like a deliberate shedding of the teacher I used to be. I stopped precisely where she wanted me, at the edge of the sofa, my head lowered, my breath warm against the leather. The air in the apartment felt different now, stripped of its minimalist sterility and replaced by something raw and musk-heavy. “Lead me to the bedroom,” Julia commanded, the words arriving not as a request, but as a structural requirement of the evening. She didn’t move to help me, nor did she offer a hand to steady my ascent. Instead, she remained draped across the leather, her body a languid sprawl of post-orgasmic satisfaction, waiting for me to …
The phone rang, sharp and sudden. Gus answered, his voice low. He turned to look at me, his eyes cold. “Yeah, I think she understands.” A pause. “Chicago? Hold on.” He raised his voice, barking at me. “Kid, is the old man in Chicago?” I stood there, completely nude, Cooper’s cum still drying on my breasts, my pubic hair matted and tangled from dried arousal. In the mirror, I saw my reflection—bruised tits, red marks around my nipples, my thighs still trembling from earlier. And all Gus cared about was where my dad was. I nodded slowly, absently, confirming whatever the voice on the other end had said. “Seriously, the gel?” Gus asked, his tone almost pitying. “Yes, sir. Right away, sir,” he muttered into the phone before hanging up. I just stared. Oh god, …
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You are walking on beach when you see me sitting by myself, looking sad and staring out at the water. You walk over by me and say hello. I look up and say hello back. You say that a beautiful lady should not be sitting by herself, looking sad and ask where my husband is at. I say that I have no husband and you ask why I have a ring on my finger. I say that I am alone and that my husband is back in the States. You ask if you can sit down, I say sure and we keep talking. After while of talking I tell you that I came home from work earlier one day and find my husband fucking his ex-girlfriend in our bed. I start to cry and you …
Whips and chains hung from the wall as I looked down at my love as she slept, her light lashes gently folded onto the top of her plump cheeks and her golden hair fanning out on the floor. Her round ass stuck up in the air as her leg fell in front of the other, her side flattening against the ground. Though I had yet to do anything to her tonight, I could already feel my cock twitching with want, my ears yearning to hear the crescendo of her lusty moans. Not having the patience to wait a moment longer, I grabbed a small whip from the wall and swatted her ass. “Get up!” I barked as her body jerked awake, a small, red splotch formed on the curve of her butt cheek just beneath …
On the ride up northbound Interstate 95 from South Carolina to North Carolina you will come up on a club called “Exotic Angels”. “Exotic Angels” bills themselves as the “The one stop shop for all your Adult Toys and Entertainment needs.” Now “Exotic Angels” is a business like any other. They need to advertise in order to bring in customers. The only problem is that they do it through the use of billboards that start showing up about 20 miles before the exit. I don’t blame them for this, it’s a good business decision to let the millions of people that travel up and down Interstate 95 know that they’re open 24 hours a day and have an “all you can eat buffet”. They really need to get rid of that phrase on a strip …
*This is my first story, I hope to write more if people like it* “Could you please wear a bra when my dads around?” Tara asked. The question wasn’t directed at me, of course. I’m the conservative one. The innocent one. No, the question was directed at Claire. “Why?” the blonde girl asked. We all know she knew why. Standing 5’7″, with a naturally slim build and shoulder length platinum-blonde hair framing her pretty face, her E cup boobs look almost too big on her. Even as she feigned innocence, I could see her sheer white tank top straining to contain them, her nipples outlined where they poked at the fabric. “Your dad wouldn’t look anyway, he’s not some creeper.” It was a conversation they had every single weekend. It was a tradition. Every saturday, …
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Akemi kept an eye on her new broodlings, watched them slowly come into their own, trying to adapt to their new bodies, ones that even they found attractive. But it would be at least a year before they reached maturity and it was before this time that she wanted to make sure they understood just what they had done. Alex stepped out for a movie, not having many friends and abandoning his previous lifestyle, he went alone. Akemi was ready and set out to stage everything. It was her turn to spike the drink and managed to distract Alex during the film, just long enough to slip the liquid into his Coke. The movie ended and Alex felt the starting effects of the drug, feeling almost buzzed as he exited the theater. No further than …
The horns announce the war party’s arrival to the multitude of guests. Caesar Constantine, emperor of Rome, sits at the head of a long, low banquet table, which is flanked with large pillows. His guests line the table, eagerly looking towards the towering double doors for the party’s entrance. The doors open slowly, revealing a toga-dressed commander holding a gold chain. The chain trails behind the commander, leading a petite woman of tan skin and dark hair. Her chocolate eyes are full of anger; her attire is a simple white toga with red trim. The commander half drags the young woman through the marble-laden banquet hall, apathetic to the bite of the metal on her neck. Constantine rises at their entrance, also eager to see his commander’s pet. The commander bows and pulls the chain, …
Brenna sat in the passenger seat of her mother’s Volvo as she headed into a small town, that Brenna had never seen before. Her mom seemed to know the way. She pulled into a small complex of tiny stores that looked like little cottages. Brenna got out of the car, just as the second car with her aunt and hot little Christy pulled in. Brenna walked into the store. The blast of white lace hit her eyes like a fiery sun. She had never been in a room where everything was white. There were a few ivory and cream colored dresses, but just the complete lack of color was startling to her. She was a bit overwhelmed. There were racks on all sides of her. They didn’t even seem to be sorted by size, but …
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The Holiday Surprise. by Vanessa Evans Part 6 The next day started much the same as every day there, woken up by a cock penetrating our pussies, a shower then a naked walk to the 7-up store, then breakfast out by the pool chatting to some, or all of the 4 guys. That day they decided to take us back to the beach with the sand dunes. I wasn’t complaining because I’d enjoyed myself there. The thing was, the guys decided that we didn’t need any clothes with us, not even the red cord G-strings. I was a little concerned that the cops might see Beth’s or my bare backs, right down to our butts, and pull us over for being naked on the back of the Quad bikes, but apart from a few blaring …
Tuesday, October 4, 2016 3:34 PM I’m sitting on the couch when he comes in, looking right at me. Without a word he comes over, never looking away and giving me those eyes that every woman wants to get from the man she loves. He leans down and gives me a kiss, quick and tame, before another one. Before long he’s giving me all the heat and passion he can manage, all through his lips on mine. He breaks the kiss, leaving us both gasping, and I could tell that he wanted more, even before he grabbed my hand to pull me up. Realizing where we are and that someone could walk in at any moment, he takes me to the bathroom. I grab his neck and pull him back down to me even as …
Fatima paced anxiously in the living room waiting for Irfaan to pick her up for gym. This was all his idea. He’d ended up being the same stranger from the park. She couldn’t believe her handsome stranger had turned out to be the same guy she was supposed to meet as a marriage proposition. Her father’s business partner had wanted Fatima and his son to meet each other. Irfaan was delighted to find out that Fatima was the same woman from the park. He’d been afraid that he’d never see her again. He’d ended up fucking her in her parents kitchen the day before. She’d been amazing, absolutely driving him crazy with her eager willingness to submit to his every need. He wanted to know more of her. He needed to know more, to feel …
We were both camp counselers at a summer camp for kids. You were in the cabin right next to mine. From the first time I saw you, I knew I wanted to get involved with you in anyway possible. One day when all the campers and counslers were down in the dining hall, I ran back up to my cabin to grab my cell phone. As I was walking out of my cabin, I noticed there was singing coming from your cabin. As I got closer I realized you were singing so I went into the cabin and saw you were in the shower. Chills instantly went through my body. You were completely naked only a mere five feet away from me. You didn’t hear me come in because of your singing. I didn’t know …
We just moved and started University; obviously everything was pretty stressful so far. I wanted to do something nice and relaxing (in the after thought it would be relaxing), I chose the opportunity when we had a week off. I got everything ready one night before he got back home. I put on some nice sexy little g-string and a matching bra with it. I just bought it the previous week. I opened the window in our bedroom. When I heard the door opening I walked over to present myself to him. “Wow, you look… hot. Damn.” He said with his mouth hanging open. “Well at least you like it” I said with a great big sexy smile, I turned around and motioned him to fallow me. I nearly could feel his eyes on my …
The Story of Ann Chapter 3: How I Ruined my Life Before it even Started In my last chapter, I told you about receiving a 1963 Chevy pick-up truck when I got my drivers license. I also told you about meeting a ranch hand named Sonny who helped Frank put the truck together for me. Sonny had asked me to the races next weekend and my grandma told me I could go with him. Sonny asked me to pick him up, as he wanted to show off my truck while we were at the races. I picked him up at his house, which was an apartment building almost in town. We went to a dirt track stock car race. It was a lot of fun and I enjoyed myself with Sonny as well. He was …
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I was a freshman in college when I started to enjoy sex. A lot. I had just started getting comfortable with my body. I stand at 5′ 10″, and weigh 135lbs, with black hair down to the small of my back and blue eyes that were as blue as the ocean. I had always loved my blue eyes, black hair matchup… it’s so unique and sexy in my opinion. But anyways. My breasts are anywhere between a C-D, some bras vary. So not big in that department, but still a little something to hold on to. My waist is an almost impossible 28 inches, with hips at 48 inches. So needless to say, I have some hips, and I learned to use them well. So being a freshman in college, you’re the “fresh meat”, which …
