Just before Van got to the edge of the dancefloor, his urge to go came back. He turned around just in time to see Marsha walk out of the same bathroom he was just in. Van looked at Marsha puzzled and she looked at him trying to figure out what he was looking at. "What's up" she said. "Nothing, I'm heading to the bathroom, hadn't seen you for a while." he replied. "Well, now you have. Meet me at the bar when you're done playing with yourself in there." Marsha said.
An uneventful bathroom trip later, Van pushed the door open to the thumping of the music. The bodies mashed into each other. Van remembered his own body mashing into some girl sitting on a stool. He saw Sam a few feet in front of him. "Yo Sam" he said trying to get his attention. The music was too loud and Sam didn
The music thumped as Marsha, Van, and Sam danced in the dark night club on the first floor of their hotel, The Underground. As the songs transitioned with precision, Marsha danced closer to Van, "I can feel the bass pounding in my chest" she said leaning in. "Kind of like you at the Palace" she added as she laughed and danced away into the crowd. Van looked over at Sam. He was dancing with some girl. She was super hot wearing tight black and white capris and a black top with a swooping neckline. So swooping that Van could see the sun tattoo above her belly button. Only magic or maybe tape kept her large tits out of the club air. Sam always finds his girl. Van couldn't judge because he had found his own girl too.
Song after song they danced. Van pulled his girl close and she
*beep* *Beep* *Beeeeep* Van sprang from his bed. At first he thought it was his alarm clock. It wasn't. He looked out his partial open window to see his friends Sam and Marsha sitting in the Jeep parked in the driveway. Sam was in the passenger seat and Marsha the driver's. It was the first day of the last summer vacation he'd get to enjoy. Of course he wanted to sleep in, however his two best friends had other ideas. He waved to them and motioned towards the front door for two reasons, one so they would stop that annoying honking and two so he could punch Sam for waking him up.
Sam must have known what was coming because Marsha was at the door when Van opened it. She looked up at him with the sad puppy dog eyes. Van grumbled and sighed knowing he was outsmarted. He blamed
This story and all characters involved are both completely fictional.
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I always had a thing for my best friend's sister. She was 4 years ahead of us, so when I was just a young freshman, she was a pretty blonde Varsity cheerleader in her senior year. I'd always stay over at my best friend's house during the weekend and we'd hang out like typical teenagers--stayed up playing video games, pretended we were thugs listening to rap music, we'd even talk about doing dirty things to girls we thought were hot in our class (although I never confessed having any attraction to his sister--I knew our friendship would immediately get weird if I did). He'd typically fall asleep before me and I usually stay up for a couple more hours before feeling tired and fallin
"Two ninety-eight. Two ninety-nine. Aaaand that's it. Three damn hundo. How the hell do you do it?"
Joel shook his head in awe as he tossed a towel at the figure suspended in midair.
Malcolm took one hand off the pull-up bar and caught it deftly, dropping to the ground and dabbing at his shining torso.
"Good food. Good sleep. I normally wouldn't push myself this hard, but Giselle said she's got a surprise for me tonight. No idea what she's on about, but I need to get a good pump going. Just in case she's invited one of her friends into bed with us again."
"Wouldn't put it past her. You picked up a feisty one, you did," said Joel, as they headed out into the chilly winter evening.
As he drove through the deserted streets, Malcolm found himself subconsciously gripping his cock wi
My work at car Rental company at airport was really something, but was exciting, adventurous and lots of fun but there was something missing. I was 22 years old when I started working at airport rental company, i was alone, no girlfriend or fuckbuddy. But in airport there were several girls and matures who used to tease me of not having girlfriend and stuff like that and as usual I made fun of them and ignored them and this kept going for many months. As time passed I felt my sexual desire getting its peak and I never wanted to go for prostitution or paying someone to have a sex.
There was a mature lady Rosa around 55 years old who was really friendly and talkative she always sit in the corner of the gas station to have her coffee, everybody knows her as nice and relaxed person. I for no
It was Friday. The last couple of days had been quite eventful to say the least. I was jerked off amongst all of my coworkers and I was jerked off in a hallway before being pushed on my ass, all in successive date. What made it even weirder is that it was my unassuming platonic friend that did it, all without saying a single word to me.
My walk into work was less determined than yesterday. I still said my greetings to the ladies as normal, but inside I was feeling confused. I wasn't sure what was happening to me. I kept replaying the events from the last few days. I kept feeling the slow slight tug of my cock in the auditorium and how the cum felt as it soaked through my pants. I then felt the firm furious stroking as her hand twisted around my cock. The feeling of being expo
"So, this is still in your price range, but close to the higher number," I said, leading the way. "Obviously, it's up to you."
"I like it, Ray; it's spacious."
"Yes, it is, but that does reflect on the price tag. I could tell you liked it from the second I saw your face, Ashley."
"Yeah, so?" she giggled, stopping them both.
I turned back to see them kissing, but looked away. I jiggled a bit, but respected both the client's privacy. They made out for a moment, and I just waited for them to continue the tour. I wasn't sure how long they'd keep going, but I was willing to wait.
"I love you," Ray mumbled.
"I love you too," Ashley added, before coming my way. "Sorry, Lindzee."
"It's okay," I mentioned, peeking at them.
We continued the tour, and they stayed together the
I sat there in utter shock. Wren, my unassuming friend, had just made blow the load of the century into my pants during a work meeting. And worst of it, I let her do it. I couldn't stop her. I had to do something, I couldn't let the cum soak in since I still had a whole day of work to do and the presentation looked like it still had a ways to go.
I quietly got up from my seat and made my way to the exit. Hopefully the dark spot the size of Texas was not visible in the low light. Once clear, I power-walked to the nearest bathroom. I looked around to come up with some sort of a plan. I had a brief flashback to the 1st grade. I suppose it was a similar situation, but that time I pee'd my pants. I still ended up in the bathroom worried about what to do. Fortunately for me time
My wife has been pegging me wither strap on for some time now typically when she’s in one of her Dominant moods, she called me and asked if I was anywhere near her office, she had something to show me. So, I swung by and she told me to come into her office and she closed the door behind her and locked it. She went to her bag and pulled out the most realistic dildo I have ever seen. She had this wicked look in her eyes telling me to feel it. I must have had this look of amazement; doesn’t it feel real she asked. Not felling any cock but my own I said yes its really does not hard plastic it had foreskin and it bent but still had some rigidity to it, she said look at this extra bonus turning it around showing me the base it had a reservoir that could be filled with whatever and it also vibr
My name is Samantha, Sam for short, I am living in Bradford West Yorkshire, I'm 28 yrs old 5' 6" tall with medium length brown hair, and have a long term boyfriend called Chris.
I stayed in Bradford living with Chris after graduating from university. An old university friend of mine Sheila had returned to Bradford after living and working down south in London.
I had not seen Sheila for several years, in fact I did not know she had returned until I bumped into her whilst I was down town doing some shopping.
We swapped phone numbers arranged to meet up again at the end of the week on Friday and go out for a drink and to catch up on old times.
Sheila is my age but of Indian descent, she is 5' 4" tall and very slim with long black hair.
When I got back I told Chris that I h
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not know Natalie Portman, Benjamin Millepied, or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
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Natalie Portman, The Florence Nightingale Effect
By Muhabba
Natalie couldn't help herself as she reclined in her hot bubble bath. The tub was built to easily hold two people and her slender body
This is side 2 of a 2 sided story. Jacobs views of events as they took place. All views characters and events in this story are fictional.
Written by:
C H Marshall
Jacobs perspective
The new sitter is supposed to be here no later than 615 and I want you to be on your best behavior for her you hear me young man Jacobs mother scolds. I will mom promise I am going to go shower now so I can make my best first impression ok. Jacob I always thought boys were dirty creatures who had to be forced to wash. But you have to be the cleanest person I've ever met. His mother says laughingly. Jacob thinks to himself that's because no one will ever let you rub your nuts on them if you smell and dirty all the time. But says out loud insted. I don't wanna be a smelly kid mom as he dashe
This is side one of a two sided story. All characters and acts in this story are fiction.
Karen's perspective of events by:
C H Marshall
Karen nervesly approached the door and rang the bell. This was not her first babysitting job but she was worried someone may find out why she wanted this one.
Her thoughts drifted to yesterday during lunch when she heard Christina telling the girls she was never babysitting for Jacob Wilson again. "That little fucker tried rubbing his balls on my face while we were watching a movie." That thought made he feel a little tingly all over and she felt her nipples harden as she did when Christina said it. She began to have second thoughts. What if Christina dremt it worse yet what if something happens and everyone finds out. She starts to
Visiting Hours
by brwneyedwitch70
It had been a busy day at work, I didn't get a chance to call you so I decided to stop by your hospital room to say hello. Your surgery had been a simple procedure, but you were still required to stay a few days to make sure that your knee was better. I was surprised to hear that you would be out in two days. Being away from you had been difficult at first, but knowing that I'd have you all to myself again soon was enough to keep me horny.
As I was driving toward the hospital, I noticed a costume shop. "Why not stop in." I thought to myself. We were always talking about dressing up and doing some role-playing games. Why not go in to see if something catches my eye. As I walked in to the store, I noticed there was much more than just costumes---this
One weekend I was home alone as the rest of my family was either away for work or at my older brother’s college family weekend. I had to stay home because I had to work Friday night. After work on Friday I got home and had something to eat. I decided to see what was on TV and after flipping through channels for about a half hour I got bored and decided to get online to chat with some friends on instant messenger. As the night went on more of my friends started getting off and I was getting bored again so I decided to visit a chat room. Seeing as I was home alone I decided to enter the home alone chat room…I would have never imagined what happened next.
The conversations started out normal enough there were plenty of boys in the chat room asking to talk to females so, being a female, I
Astoria
Chapter One
Death is a usual happening. You can see it in the dust that travels through the air. Destroyed skyscrapers that have collapsed on to the ground below. Rusted vehicles lying dead on the side of the road. The bones and skulls of skeletons hiding within the rubble. It is silent. You can hear the creaking of old metal from buildings delicately swaying in the calm but dirty air. The quiet is interrupted by a scream.
Two figures emerge from the fog as they stumble through the rubble, they are frantically trying to get away from something as if they are being chased. They wear ragged clothing with hoods over their heads. One figure is taller, holding tightly to the hand of the other figure who is smaller in comparison. Their legs are weak as they struggle to run dow
It was fall and school had just started again. My twin brother Karl and I were feeling pretty darned good, after all, we were in high school now, 14 years old and freshmen.
There was something we called “The Race.” Our father had died when we were infants, he'd left our mother well set financially, she didn't need to work but she did. She was a sales executive with a communications company with a mid six figure income but Karl and I figured the only reasons she was employed were that she had the opportunity to meet men and that she didn't have to handle normal motherly duties, we felt like she hated us for being impediments to her, in her mind, idyllic life.
Her idyllic life, what a joke. To the outside world mother was a paragon of virtue, a beautiful woman of 37, a high payi
It was a cool November night, and the life of a quiet town was at its slowest when the clock struck midnight. The atmosphere was damp and cozy. The street lights dazzled and danced on the wet black-top. The stillness interrupted occasionally by the clawing of dead leaves. It was on this evening that the lust for late night comforts took Samantha.
Samantha was 22 year old hard working lass with a focus that drove fourth her ascension in the professional realm. She had wonderful brown almond shaped eyes that burned dimly with a friendly ember that could melt anyone. She was a brunette, and had hair that grew down to the small of her back. Her dark bangs framed her lovely round face as if it were a window to her cheeky smile. She was what most considered a fat girl, but despite the commo
After waking from a dream that leaves Britney flustered she calls an old friend to release some sexual tension that has been building up between them for four years. An unexpected, furry guest comes along and Britneys reality is turned into a dream as she gets pleasured in ways she didn't know existed.
