March 31, 2008
The keys rattled in the lock and the door flew open.
BANG!!!!
The door slammed shut with a satisfying noise that only partially eased the tension built up from the shittest day at the office she’d ever had. It was a long haul of a week with one problem on top of another, a relentless, unending stream of work that left her physically exhausted. To top it all off office politics were at their all time worst, the constant bitching and sniping left her feeling emotionally drained.
With barely a thought she kicked off her shoes, threw her suit jacket on the sofa and collapsed on her bed, her head barely hitting the pillow before slipping into a deep sleep.
Her alarm woke her at her usual time of 6.30am. She lay there for a moment, not really registering the noise. Her hand went out automatically to hit the off button. But instead of jumping up and going about her usual morning routine, she just lay there, thinking. She was confused. Her body felt…satisfied? She couldn’t think of the word. Fragments of her
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March 31, 2008
* * *
“Please don’t make me do this,” Krista pleaded, her big blue eyes filling with tears.
“I’m not making you do anything,” I told my pretty blonde neighbor, leaning back into the couch, legs akimbo, waiting for my show. I was ready, wearing only boxers and a polo shirt.
Her eyes flickered to the side, once again taking in the collage of pictures on the coffee table.
“You know that if Rich ever saw those pictures he’d kill me.”
“So am I supposed to lie to him?” I asked her, pointedly.
She stood quietly, firming her resolve.
“One lap-dance, and you’ll give me all the copies of those pictures, and we’ll never have to talk about this again. Right? That’s what you’ve promised.” We both already knew she was going to do it. But she was still waffling.
“I promise. One GOOD lap-dance, and I will give you every copy of those pictures, delete them from my hard drive, and I promise that Rich will never hear about them from me.”
“Why are you doing this, Alex? I thought we were friends.”
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March 30, 2008
A young man faces some difficult decisions and has to deal with the consequences. What would you have done?
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I made my way over to the Andersons’ and pulled into the driveway.
“Ah, Paradise,” I said, looking over the large estate.
I was there to do a little house-sitting and some dog-watching. My dad and Mr. Anderson were golfing buddies, and that’s how I first got this $50.00 a night gig about three years ago. I know it doesn’t sound it, but it’s a cool job. I mean, I am a nineteen-year-old guy, and it’s a Friday party night, but the Andersons had a sweet pad. They had lots of toys, a heated swimming pool, and a booming sound system. They also had this fully loaded bar that I was looking forward to exploring once again.
The best parts: It was easy money, I got to spend the night away from home, and I didn’t have to worry about drinking and driving.
The worst: I had to party alone because my parents were only a mile away, and I knew they drove by to make sure I wasn’t throwing a bash.
”
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March 30, 2008
“Now, that’s a good little cocksucker! I told you that you wanted this hard cock in every hole you have and before the day is over, you will have your wish.” He gloated.
I looked upward, seeing him smiling down at me. “Yes, My little slut. Suck my cock! Show me how much you enjoy it! Forget about your husband and your daughters, Think only about my cock and how much you love it, in your mouth! In your hot, wet pussy! In that tight little ass-hole of yours!”
His words caused my face to flush as I realized what I must look like, on my knees, sucking hungrily on a cock that was not my husband’s. What would Monty say? And my Daughters? After all of our intimate conversations about sex, masturbation and love. How would they react to the knowledge of their Mother, on her knees, sucking and enjoying a stranger’s cock? I shuddered, thinking that this nightmare would be over soon and I could once again be a respectable wife and mother. This episode with Jake had to be kept a secret from them at all costs.
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March 29, 2008
“Now, that’s a good little cocksucker! I told you that you wanted this hard cock in every hole you have and before the day is over, you will have your wish.” He gloated.
I looked upward, seeing him smiling down at me. “Yes, My little slut. Suck my cock! Show me how much you enjoy it! Forget about your husband and your daughters, Think only about my cock and how much you love it, in your mouth! In your hot, wet pussy! In that tight little ass-hole of yours!”
His words caused my face to flush as I realized what I must look like, on my knees, sucking hungrily on a cock that was not my husband’s. What would Monty say? And my Daughters? After all of our intimate conversations about sex, masturbation and love. How would they react to the knowledge of their Mother, on her knees, sucking and enjoying a stranger’s cock? I shuddered, thinking that this nightmare would be over soon and I could once again be a respectable wife and mother. This episode with Jake had to be kept a secret from them at all costs.
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March 29, 2008
Author’s note: This is a fictional account of my first time with an older man. Names are changed, but the events are true.
* * * * *
Cherri was tired and it was late. She’d been working in the lab for hours now. She’d blown off work the day before and the glassware she was hired to wash had stacked up. Her boss, Grant Hawkins, had been pissed when she showed up today, late, but there. At forty some years old, Cherri decided that he didn’t remember what it was like to be young and want to have some fun.
He took one look at her wispy, nearly transparent slip of a dress and marched to the closet. Cherri looked down at her self trying to figure out what was wrong with it, was it stained? All she saw was how the built-n bra pushed up her firm, round breasts showing a good amount of tanned flesh. She also noticed her black lace thong showed through the gauze of her dress. A sly smile crept onto her face when Grant shoved a white lab coat into her hands.
“Put that on,” he growled, and looked her over one m
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March 28, 2008
You have rented a secluded north woods cabin for a much deserved vacation. Your job as a prison guard keeps you on your toes and you need some serious relaxing to get you senses back into focus. Wanting everything to be right for your family, you drive up alone a day early to lay in supplies and wood for the fireplace, and to sweep out the cobwebs and spiders and the like.
The day is unseasonably cool and the drive has lulled you a bit, till you’re just on the verge of being drowsy and you’re not quiet as alert as you should be. You don’t notice when you get to the cabin that the front door isn’t locked or that there’s a wisp of smoke slipping lazily out of the chimney.
You step in the door still wearing your sun glasses and you are temporarily blinded by the sudden dark. Suddenly you feel a rope wrap around your arms and chest pinning your arms to you. Unable to move your arms you feel your shades ripped off you and just as quickly they are replaced by a blindfold, however you don’t feel threatened
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March 28, 2008
While peeling my lacy panties over my hips, down my thighs, and then letting them drop to the floor, I thought about how good that hot water was going to feel as it heated my back and breasts. After slipping from my matching bra, I watched as my pink nipples puckered and became hard nubs; reacting to the change in stimuli. The feeling of water on my skin arouses me and my nipples were anticipating the event.
The windows in my bathroom afford me a view of the park nearby and I listened to the fountains as they broke the silence of the night. I could see a stray dog wandering in the park but nothing else seemed to be awake at that hour. I backed from the window and hastily stepped into the shower.
I felt the wetness grow between my legs despite the clean water bathing my skin. I couldn’t help it. I was thinking about my lover’s hands and mouth coaxing me to orgasm the week before and wanted so desperately to feel that again. His body was hard and smooth and felt delicious beneath my palms. He was definitel
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March 27, 2008
Dateline: 19th October 2170
As Troy entered his home dwelling, it was difficult to miss the delivered package - in fact he nearly bumped into it. It looked similar to the old two seater sofa, popular in the latter part of the twentieth century, but had the addition of a clear perspex roof and a complicated looking control panel. Stenciled on the roof was the manufacturer’s hologram together with the words “STT - Specific Time Transporter”.
“Hi Talia,” Troy shouted to his wife as he looked up from the machine. “It’s arrived I see.”
“Hi darling. Yes, it came today. What on earth is it?”
“It’s a project we are working on at the lab. Specific time transportation. This is the prototype. It’s ready to test now and I thought you might like to be a part of the trial run! You know you always wanted to find out what it was like in the 1960’s with all that free love and sex - well, now we can do it! This machine will take us anywhere, or rather any TIME, we want to go. I’m sure that you can get up to
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March 27, 2008
A young man faces some difficult decisions and has to deal with the consequences. What would you have done?
*
I made my way over to the Andersons’ and pulled into the driveway.
“Ah, Paradise,” I said, looking over the large estate.
I was there to do a little house-sitting and some dog-watching. My dad and Mr. Anderson were golfing buddies, and that’s how I first got this $50.00 a night gig about three years ago. I know it doesn’t sound it, but it’s a cool job. I mean, I am a nineteen-year-old guy, and it’s a Friday party night, but the Andersons had a sweet pad. They had lots of toys, a heated swimming pool, and a booming sound system. They also had this fully loaded bar that I was looking forward to exploring once again.
The best parts: It was easy money, I got to spend the night away from home, and I didn’t have to worry about drinking and driving.
The worst: I had to party alone because my parents were only a mile away, and I knew they drove by to make sure I wasn’t throwing a bash.
”
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March 26, 2008
I have this fantasy…
He’s parked his van on the side of the old schoolhouse where the windows are still boarded up. She has only been living there for a week, and hasn’t yet made it to the back of the house.
At the top of the hill, he’d cut the engine and allowed the van to coast silently up the driveway and into his position.
He knew she slept with an almost coma like intensity, and he probably could have driven up and not awoken her.
But he was leaving nothing to chance. He’s planned every step of this with ruthless attention to detail, and he knows it will go perfectly according to plan.
He will be in control of her and the situation from the very beginning.
And now there is nothing left but to wait, a mere dozen fast strides from the spot where he has picked to take her. He is simply another ill defined shadow beneath the softly waving limbs of the gnarled, ancient plum tree.
He leans up against the rough bark, idly thinking it’s a bit of a shame that he doesn’t plan to take her in the hous
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March 26, 2008
Part VI of the Blackmail tales. If you haven’t already read them, you may want to start with parts I through 5, A Bit of Blackmail, A Bit More Blackmail, A Blackmail Buddy, and the Blackmail Tales. Just click on my name to find all my stories, and start from there.
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Our little plan to involve our spouses was working to perfection. Krista’s boys were off at a weekend camp, and my daughter was at a sleep-over. The four of us had enjoyed a ‘grown-up’ movie, fine dining, and had returned to my place for a nightcap.
I had just finished adding landscape lighting to the backyard, and we retired to the patio where the guys could enjoy a cigar, and we could all relax over a couple of glasses of wine. We’d shared a single bottle of wine at dinner, and were looking to add to that at home. I cranked up the tunes just enough to drown out the sound of the road out front, made sure everybody was settled in, and using a cedar strip, lit up.
I’d had very little to drink, as the driver, and shortly headed to t
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March 25, 2008
Jake pulled away, his prick wet from my mouth. As he walked away, I stepped into the shower and adjusted the water. The warm water felt good on my pussy as I used a washcloth to remove the cream and all of the remaining hair around my pussy. I ran my hand over my bare pussy, feeling the smoothness of my skin. I got out of the shower and started drying myself off. As I stood before the mirror, I could see that my nipples were erect. I looked downward, seeing my completely bare pussy and thinking that it looked like a young girl’s pussy, caused me to think back on the memories as a young girl discovering the sensations of sex. Those feelings had only grown stronger as the years had passed.
Returning to the bedroom, I saw Jake idly stroking his large cock right in the middle of Monty’s and my marriage bed. He surveyed his handiwork on my cunt and smiled.
“Hey! That’s better! Now you even look like my slut!” He gloated.
As I stood before him, I spied the clock on the headboard of our bed. “Please, Jake!
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March 25, 2008
Mike wasn’t sure if he really wanted to meet with Lisa or not. After all the bullshit she put him through, seeing her face would just make him want to shove his fist right down her throat and laugh while he was doing it. But three days ago after their court hearing she called him, wanting to talk about things. Mike couldn’t help but think she had an ulterior motive, no matter what the girl wanted or did; there was always something more sinister hiding in the shadows. Lisa was infamous for going behind people’s backs, creating trouble, stabbing others in the back just to get herself ahead. Mike was no exception; he was just another body in her tangled web she weaved.
Mike met Lisa on the Internet; she lived nearly 1200 miles away from him in sunny California. After a few weeks of chatting online, Mike decided it was well enough time to make the trip to Cali from Wyoming. From that first meeting things snowballed quickly, Lisa moved to Wyoming in with Mike, things were looking promising. Mike loved Lisa, as
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March 24, 2008
All day long the air in Tokyo was sticky and humid. When I came home from work just before midnight, the first thing after stripping my sandals was to open the veranda door to get some of the relatively fresh night breeze into my appartement. The second was that I turned on the water tap of the tub. A relaxing bath would be just the right thing at such an evening.
I undressed and neatly placed my clothes on the stool next to the sink. Since I was at home alone, there was no need to close the bathroom door. Instead, some of the night air would be perfect right now.
I was sinking through the foam into the warm water and closed my eyes, going to forget all the little troubles and nuisances of a long working day. While I was laying there, all of a sudden, a cold feeling came over me. I shivered and I didn’t know why. But I felt, there was something not exactly the way it should be.
Then I realized what it was. There were some changes in the light which I could realize even through my closed eyes. A kind of sh
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March 24, 2008
As Monty drive us toward home, His hand came down to rest on my right breast. It was not unusual for him to do this just that my nipple was kind of sensitive from the sucking and pinching done to it, by Jake. He noticed my movements and was getting excited himself. “Mmmm, Honey, your breasts are so soft and full. How about us doing a little lovemaking when we get home?”
‘Oh, Honey! It’s kind of late and I’m a bit tired. Why not wait until tomorrow night?” That was just what I needed for my husband to find a man’s handkerchief stuffed up my cunt and possibly the reason it was there.
“Damn, sweetheart! You know how I get turned on after a few drinks like we had tonight. It can be a quickie, if you want it to be.” He begged. I panicked as he tried to run his hand up to my crotch. Pushing his hand down, I said. “Ok, but just a quickie. You promise?”
“Yeah, I promise!” H e grinned. A few minutes later we pulled into our driveway and Monty hit the remote and the garage door swung up. Exiting the ca
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March 23, 2008
The phone woke Jeanette up from her nap and it took her several rings before her eyes focused enough to read the caller ID. The call was from a cell phone, but she didn’t recognize the woman’s name. She picked up the phone and answered anyway, “Hello?”
“I’m gonna fuck her good,” came a rough male voice over the phone.
“What did you say?”
“Just listen, I’m gonna fuck her good.”
“Look I don’t know…”
“Don’t hang up or I’ll kill her.”
“Who?” Jeanette asked.
“Hell I don’t know her name, you probably have caller ID, you see what her name is.”
“No, I’m not playing this…”
“Listen to me, I will kill her if you hang up,” the voice growled angrily.
“Stop, I don’t know who you are, but…”
“Listen!”
Jeanette heard a muffled scream and then the sound of slapping, once, twice and once again. She shook her head wondering what to do.
“You hear her?”
“Yes, what are you doing?”
“I told you already, I’m gonna fuck her while you listen.”
“No…”
“You want her to di
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March 23, 2008
Me and my husband have been together for 3 years. We met on my 18th birthday. I am now 21 and he is 40. During all this time we were together I had really bad depression. This was mainly problems with my contraceptive pill which I didn’t realise at the time but it was also because it was his plan for me.
We are still together, and I am only able to write this now because he has given me two hours off. That is how much I can have off and do what I want every month. He calls it me period of freedom. It’s a pun on when I have a period – his joke, of course. The rest of the time he says that I am the female of the family. He refers to us as his family. That’s him and his son from a previous marriage, and his son is 21, so I am exactly the same age as my ‘step-son.’ Weird.
My husband is a member of a fundamentalist Christian group that believes that women should always be women. I only wear skirts now, and I haven’t cut my blonde hair in the last 3 years – it is now down to my waist. The women ar
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March 22, 2008
Author’s note: This is a fictional account of my first time with an older man. Names are changed, but the events are true.
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Cherri was tired and it was late. She’d been working in the lab for hours now. She’d blown off work the day before and the glassware she was hired to wash had stacked up. Her boss, Grant Hawkins, had been pissed when she showed up today, late, but there. At forty some years old, Cherri decided that he didn’t remember what it was like to be young and want to have some fun.
He took one look at her wispy, nearly transparent slip of a dress and marched to the closet. Cherri looked down at her self trying to figure out what was wrong with it, was it stained? All she saw was how the built-n bra pushed up her firm, round breasts showing a good amount of tanned flesh. She also noticed her black lace thong showed through the gauze of her dress. A sly smile crept onto her face when Grant shoved a white lab coat into her hands.
“Put that on,” he growled, and looked her over one m
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March 22, 2008
Hello, my name is Clara, and I am going to tell you about the time I learned what it really was to be fucked. I was adopted at age 7, by my mother Nina, and now I am eighteen… On the say of my 18th birthday, my mother threw me a huge bash, invited all the family and my friends, and let me tell you, it was something I will never forget.
On the day of my 18th birthday, it was hot and humid, the kind of humid that makes your clothes stick to your skin. I came out of my room dressed in a white cotton midriff, no bra, and white jean shorts, almost so short they barely covered my firm ass cheeks, with a nice bright red satin thong underneath…. It was sure to tempt my boyfriend when I opened my legs and he could see my mound covered in inviting red under my shorts. I strolled into the kitchen, where mom was busy getting food ready, and propped my ass against the table, looking everything over. She glanced my way, shook her head and I smirked. I knew she had given up on the lectures about how a sixteen year old
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March 21, 2008
This is a fictional account.
Lauren kept trying to wedge the crowbar into the lip of the trunk hood and pry it open. She could not get much leverage though being locked in the confined trunk space of the Buick. The bouncing of the car did not help either. So far she had only managed to bend the trunk lid a bit on either side of the lock. She attempted again to open the lock when the car stopped bouncing as it came to a complete stop. She knew they would probably open the trunk lid soon.
The three Carter brothers exited the Buick and walked around to the trunk. George, the oldest brother, had driven and had the keys. He popped the lock on the trunk at the same time he noticed the new bend marks. The trunk popped open. Lauren jumped up onto her knees and swung the crowbar at George’s head. Luck for him, he had a split second to react and pulled his head back just out of range as the crowbar whizzed by his eyes.
“Fuckin bitch!” he yelled.
“Get away from me!” Lauren yelled back.
“Stand back boys!” Ge
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March 21, 2008
Heading into the hallway with my robe billowing like a cape, I turned into my bedroom. I paused in front of the bathroom mirror, where I was afforded a full length view of my naked body as I stripped off the robe. I was just turning to the shower when the phone rang… It startled me and I wondered who would be calling me this early in the morning. I walked back into the bedroom, picking up the phone as it rang loudly the third time.
“Hello!” I said, easily.
“Well, you sound very happy today! Were you expecting me to call?” The deep voice of a man answered.
“Who is this?” I asked, completely puzzled.
“Well, well! Has my little cocksucker forgotten me already?” the voice asked. “Don’t you remember the time we spent together on the patio during the company’s event a couple of weeks ago. You were so bored and your husband was having a good time and you needed some fresh air, remember?”
“Jake?” My voice trembled, “What do you want? You shouldn’t be calling here!”
“Why not? Don’t you want
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March 20, 2008
Her heart was still beating like a drum when the two men opened the rear of the car. She was pulled from the backseat and lead into an apartment building. The grip of the guard was so strong that the young girl had no chance what so ever to resist. She had asked them frequently where they would take her…why they had captured her in front of the night-club…what they would do to her. Silvia was afraid, her body was shivering and as much as she had wanted to shout as soon as she would be out of the car…in this moment her throat resisted. It was like a giant hand was pressing her chest. Tears of frustration ran down her cheeks.
“Please…let me go…”
But the two men in dark suits did not move a muscle in their faces. They just pulled the 20 years old girl into the lobby of the building. Nobody was there, nobody would help her. Would her girlfriend miss her, would she call the police when Silvia did not came back into the hotel? She hoped so.
They stepped into the elevator and she saw one of the guard
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March 20, 2008
Previously - College girl Cheryl incurred the wrath of Lily by describing her as a Chick with A Dick becaue of her looks and then found herself seduced into bed with Lily. To keep that a secret she’ll have to satisfy …
A Chick With Dick
Cheryl’s mind was frazzled, between the fog of the alcohol and the bizarre nature of this situation she was totally lost for words or actions. She sensed Lily had nothing to lose, she had no reputation to be spoiled by calling her bluff about the video while all Cheryl could think of was her future career being dogged by this video. Her normal brazen exterior and attitude was sudden missing and the cold fingers of cowardice gripped her guts. She did not want to challenge Lily, that tough, bully attitude was proving to be nothing more than a façade and she did not have the stomach to stand up for herself in this situation, she just dropped her head and simply nodded an ascent like a little school girl being given detention.
“Well get on the bed, on your front, I’ll f
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March 19, 2008
There were twelve of them. All friends and out for a night of drinking and clubbing. They had gone out that Saturday afternoon and by the time they arrived at Floozies Bar at eleven thirty they were all pretty drunk. Floozies was not a classy establishment, not even close. It was a rough pub, in a rough area and the people in the bar were that bit older than these twelve rowdy, twenty something’s. The reason the friends had gone there was simple: it was on the way to the club they intended to spend the rest of the night in and it had a karaoke going on (which the girls wanted to use).
So they drank a few more shots, sang a couple of songs and then made to leave. Unfortunately, due to a combination of the amount of drink drunk and the number in the group and the fact she was not in a couple in the group, Lisa was at the toilet when the rest left. They didn’t miss her immediately and were in the club before they missed her, they assumed she was somewhere in the crowded club with others from the group and lef
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March 19, 2008
The phone woke Jeanette up from her nap and it took her several rings before her eyes focused enough to read the caller ID. The call was from a cell phone, but she didn’t recognize the woman’s name. She picked up the phone and answered anyway, “Hello?”
“I’m gonna fuck her good,” came a rough male voice over the phone.
“What did you say?”
“Just listen, I’m gonna fuck her good.”
“Look I don’t know…”
“Don’t hang up or I’ll kill her.”
“Who?” Jeanette asked.
“Hell I don’t know her name, you probably have caller ID, you see what her name is.”
“No, I’m not playing this…”
“Listen to me, I will kill her if you hang up,” the voice growled angrily.
“Stop, I don’t know who you are, but…”
“Listen!”
Jeanette heard a muffled scream and then the sound of slapping, once, twice and once again. She shook her head wondering what to do.
“You hear her?”
“Yes, what are you doing?”
“I told you already, I’m gonna fuck her while you listen.”
“No…”
“You want her to di
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March 18, 2008
This story takes place before events described in “Can I Get A Ride? Pts 1 & 2″ Author does not condone the use of mind-altering substances for the base pursuit of “getting high”.
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She had a crush on a boy. She knew that he was probably no good for her. Her mama had warned her about boys like him, attractive in that scruffy way, leather jacket over white tee shirt, cigarette behind his ear, baggy blue jeans. She had been warned, repeatedly, that boys like him would only break her heart, and wouldn’t she please just pick a boy who was going to be a doctor or a lawyer or an accountant or some other insufferably boring thing. That was probably why she had such trouble concentrating, when she knew he was sitting right behind her in their Introduction to American Literature class.
Their professor was assigning a new book for them to read, and an essay on it due on Monday. Since it was Wednesday, Lauren didn’t feel that it was enough time. Professor Crowe dismissed them before she had a chance to compla
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March 18, 2008
I sat up and got on my hands and knees, moving between his spread legs. The rigid shaft was throbbing with each beat of his heart, filling the veins that circled and twisted upwards. The swollen, purple head was already leaking pre-cum from the tiny slit at the tip as I reached and circled my fingers around it, stroking it up and down slowly. A larger drop of pre-cum appeared and joined the other, threatening to run down the shaft of his prick. Bending my head lower and extending my tongue, I caught the drop and pulled it into my mouth. I watched as a tiny thread of cum stretched between the tip of his cock and my mouth, reminding me of a silken spider-web.
I extended my tongue again, flicking the tip against the sensitive underside of the swollen gland. It thrilled me to see Monty’s reaction to my oral skills. He moaned softly as his cock throbbed and jerked under my nose. I continued to stroke the rigid length as I pursed my lips, forming a small “O” I placed it against his cock and pressed down, my lip
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March 17, 2008
The day had started out like any other day before. I was driving to work as normal but I kept thinking of the guy I had met the night before online “2Sweet4U” what a screen name “2Sweet4U” We had talked for hours it seemed. We confessed our darkest fantasies to each other. Mine was to be taken roughly by a stranger. His was to take a female roughly; his wife was a conservative woman with no imagination. It was strange how we had so much in common. When we were going to sign off for the night, we exchanged cell phone numbers. I would probably never hear from him again. He probably used the naked pictures I sent him to jack off to. Then he crawled in bed with the old boring wife.
Just then I hear breaks screeching. I hit my brakes to avoid an accident. Dammit! I spilled my coffee in my lap. Son of a bitch! Now I am going to be late for work. I get my car turned around and head for home when my cell phone rings. Hummm? Unavailable number? I pick it up, “Hello?”
“That was close Karen.” a strange voice s
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March 17, 2008
This story takes place before events described in “Can I Get A Ride? Pts 1 & 2″ Author does not condone the use of mind-altering substances for the base pursuit of “getting high”.
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She had a crush on a boy. She knew that he was probably no good for her. Her mama had warned her about boys like him, attractive in that scruffy way, leather jacket over white tee shirt, cigarette behind his ear, baggy blue jeans. She had been warned, repeatedly, that boys like him would only break her heart, and wouldn’t she please just pick a boy who was going to be a doctor or a lawyer or an accountant or some other insufferably boring thing. That was probably why she had such trouble concentrating, when she knew he was sitting right behind her in their Introduction to American Literature class.
Their professor was assigning a new book for them to read, and an essay on it due on Monday. Since it was Wednesday, Lauren didn’t feel that it was enough time. Professor Crowe dismissed them before she had a chance to compla
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