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They Invade
I think it was the summer I was fourteen . . . or was it fifteen . . . but
that’s not really important. What is important was that was the summer my
Uncle and Aunt got their divorce. Things back then were different than
they are now; there were no mandatory year long separations before a
divorce …
Maggie didn’t even like soccer, and certainly not men’s soccer, but
she sat in the stands with the other wives and girlfriends all the
same and cheered for the men jogging up and down the field. There
was a good crowd on hand, thanks to the weather and the
importance of the game, and Maggie sipped her diet Coke with …
OK, as I discussed in the top of “The Bath –
Response to The Hot Tub (F solo)”, Sevin is now the
proud owner of some new toys, which I think both
scare and excite her. I can’t believe she could have
lived this much of her life and not had any erotic
toys! I had to stick to small …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …
Read More →Karen shivered in the cool breeze as she turned off the pathway and down
a shortcut
to her college. She was 19, a freshman and just beginning to come to
terms with sex.
Her parents had been strict Catholics and she hadn’t even started dating
till she was
seventeen. She was still a virgin, though she was determined to change…
Read More →My hubby and I were treating ourselves to dinner and a night at the Hilton in Sydney (Australia) back in the early 1980’s. It was my 23rd birthday and I had a little too much to drink and was feeling rather disinhibited and horny. At dinner, my hubby slipped his hands up my wet knickers, and teasingly caressed my clit …
Read More →Brian: Good afternoon. I’m Brian Gumball.
Katie: And I’m Katie Cutetrick, broadcasting from
Athens, Greece, site of the 2004 sex Olympics.
Brian: Sex is just a demonstration sport this year,
but the International Sex Committee hope to have it
instated as a medal sport for 2008 in Beijing . NBC
Sports is broadcasting from the male female venue,
today. You …
Li’sar lay under the warm furs in the darkness, her body all scrunched up,
pondering what would happen to her. She was warm and surrounded by others, yet
she felt cold and alone.
Light suddenly entered the chamber, it was Master Balad, one of the slavers.
“Time to get up” he instructed. This would be the third day since she …
Li’sar awoke and rubbed her eyes, as the memories of the previous day flooded
back. It was nice and warm under these furs. She felt the welts on her bottom,
as she recalled the previous night’s events.
She looked up to see Dalvid looking down at her. She had to admit, he was nice
and handsome. She pulled the furs …
He shook his head — all their years together — a tear slowly
wended its way down his cheek, as he began to pack her things.
The blue dress she wore to their daughter Denise’s wedding. He
remembered how happy she was, how she felt in his arms as they
danced around the room. The material was soft, clingy, sensual;…
“Oy um a fock’n butch!”
Kristen looked at Patty and me, wide eyed. “So that’s
what I looked like!”
We were in Kristen’s “play room” over the garage. Patty
was mostly naked, and was holding my penis in my mouth while
trying to say “I’m a fucking bitch.”
For some reason, Patty kept on fantasizing on my
humiliation of Kristen, …
It had been a good take this year; the little vampire tossed the
crumbled blanket aside and emptied the overstuffed plastic grocery bag
onto his bed. A cascade of tiny colors and shapes, with browns and
oranges speckled throughout.
Separating the booty into piles, he rasped a violent cough and wiped
his nose along a patch of forearm exposed through …
I was in the small toilet block in the university Art’s Faculty’s upper
story where I had cleaned up, but was still naked under my coat. I was left
flushed by Abby and Jess, horny and panting for more. The office and other
staff had gone for the night and the few academic staff that might use this
block would …
Lina is sitting in her hospital bed. She is munching through her
dinner. She looks much better than yesterday, even though her
face is still swollen and she is pale.
We are alone; Ana is out in the gardens with her father. I guess
they have a lot to talk about. A good man, that Mustafa. He is
showing compassion …
I was out for a hot Saturday afternoon run in July when I saw her. She was walking a dog in the field adjacent to where the jogging trail passed by the playground. She wore white shorts and a sleeveless red top. She was still a fox and her body was still fine, just like it was back when we …
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