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
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
I smacked my lips, turning my head from side-to-side, inspecting for any flaws in my makeup I should fix. My lipstick tonight was a bold, sensual red. The usual rule for a bold lip is lighter makeup on the eyes, but I knew what he liked. and that certainly was not a subtle eye. Thick winged liner framed my hazel eyes, with a shimmery, dark-gray smoky eye smudged around them, which shimmered gently in the low, warm lighting of the hotel bathroom. Sometimes I wished they put better lighting in these bathrooms, which would make it easier to fix my makeup, but I could understand why they kept it dim. The gold-framed mirrors and bowl-shaped crystal sinks would't have the same charm under the cool, bland flood that makeup lighting would have produced.
The target was staying on the forty-eigh
My name is Hiro and this is the story of how I found the girl of my life
I work in an office in the city of Osaka for a Securities Exchange company my life so far was pretty normal until she appeared.
This girl... I mean woman, she is a foreigner from France she is learning things here in Japan to help her company back home, though a noble cause I can't help but feel that she is kind of left out of the company most of our coworkers don't talk to her that much and everytime she has free time on our breaks she just stares at her phone, I wonder what she is looking at, maybe pictures of her home… She is so lonely I never see her going out with us after work hours. For all that I know she just goes straight to her hotel once she is done here it's kind of sad really but I can't say that I'
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.
Story Code: Anal, Blkmal, Exhib, Finger, Inc, Mast, MF, Oral, Reluc, HJ,
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
Ding. The bell rings. From beneath her white cap the dark eyes tinkled, The golden skin shone, Glistening sweat on a raised eyebrow smirk The steaming stinking ass masterpiece leaning her hips against the hot metal table. Over the piping hot plates of Wild mushroom ravioli with creamy chicken, Sage butter wine bowls; Over pink sauce with linguini, five feet of overworked frustrations, Vanessa waited impatiently .
“Traaaaaacy!”
The restaurant was vibrating with the hum and jumps of a Friday night.
Ding.
Vanessa’s tan and muscular body leaned on the table, her elbow resting, one nail in her mouth, the other hand just above the bump of ass that rose out from beneath her white cooks apron.
“TraaaaacY!?”
Her silky voice crescendoing to a climax of question and command.
“Wh
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
The abduction of Mr T
Middle aged but with a youthful look,Mr T divorced and drifting along in middle management ,the last two years had seen very few dating opportunities ,this had led to his mind wondering about what kind of woman he actually wanted and did they even exist .He had always assumed the submissive role and was used to letting the woman take control.
One bored evening he scanned through netflix hoping to find some entertainment to alleviate his boredom
He fancied something light hearted and saw a film called take me , about a man who had set up high end fake abductions ,something set off a train of thought in his head ,abduction?
Does that even exist and is he brave enough to even go through with such an event .HIs intrigue was such that it excited him, to lose
The abduction of Mr T
Middle aged but with a youthful look,Mr T divorced and drifting along in middle management ,the last two years had seen very few dating opportunities ,this had led to his mind wondering about what kind of woman he actually wanted and did they even exist .He had always assumed the submissive role and was used to letting the woman take control.
One bored evening he scanned through netflix hoping to find some entertainment to alleviate his boredom
He fancied something light hearted and saw a film called take me , about a man who had set up high end fake abductions ,something set off a train of thought in his head ,abduction?
Does that even exist and is he brave enough to even go through with such an event .HIs intrigue was such that it excited him, to lose
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
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.
