Monday, September 3, 2007
Emily put her right hand on my leftthigh. Jill andNicole already hadtheir hands oneach other's thighs.
"Hangup Anne andcall 911."
In onebreath, he blewout all ofthe 18 candleson his birthdaycake. Today washis day toshine. After hisfriends and familyhad wished hima happy birthday,and he hadHe does preciselythat…. Then Antoniokneels above Lindy'smouth and hisbaby-girl licks thehead of hisswollen cock. Continuingdown the shaft..inch by inchlovely Lindy takes her father's dickdown in hermouth and deepthroat daddy's dong.
"Absolutely!"was my instantreply. "Should Ibring anything?"
"One hundred!"came a voicefrom the room.
Katelooked at her,suddenly very worried,no longer thatshe had donesomething wrong, butnow simply worried about Scarlet. "Youcan tell me,I promise. Areyou in somekind of trouble?Can I help?What?"
She will rarelyadmit it, andshe pretends fiercelythat she isnot. It isa fear sheowns that sheshows to almostno one. Andhe knows thateven if someonehad been there,this walk shewould make alone.
"Yes,Mistress," he said."Thank you, Mistress."
"Yes,Sir, there is,"the young girl replied.
She hadrun away fromhome, throwing afew things intoan overnight bag,barely thinking ofwhat she'd flunginto the darkrecesses of canvas.Driving as faras the tankheld, she pulledinto a gasstation and askedfor directions tothe nearest motel.The cashier probably thought she wasnuts. Her thickwool sweater forwarmth dwarfing thecotton shorts she'dworn earlier thatnight. Her legsbeneath her shorts,clad in thicksocks and hergardening clogs werechilled, her hairhastily woven intoa thick braid.She'd incoherently babbled her request, herwords punctuated bystaccato stabs ofintonation, tired butstill livid.
Katrina hadblushed and fendedoff the comment,but nevertheless shehugged it toher inner self.
Hollydrove toward towndebating to goback or findanother bar forher glass ofwine. Who knows,she thought? Icould meet someonewho would wantme, take mehome and makelove to me.She wanted toturn a blockbefore that failingRolling Rock sign,take a differentroute but shecouldn't. She hadto go back,sit at thebar and drinkuntil she hadto pee. Afterparking the car,Holly sat forfive minutes, scaredto move, butshe finally unbuttoneda couple ofbuttons of herblouse, locked thecar and walkedin.
Her forehead puckered,then she laughed,"Oh, Jack. Doyou remember onour first dateI said I'dbe delighted toshow you howto horse ride?".
Roan led theway into thedining room. Arelatively small round table, draped inwhite. A sizeand setting thatspoke of intimacy….thesideboard was laidout, the winewas on thetable, open and'breathing'…. Sable trailedSydd, her restraintwilting as herfingertips played overthe haunch ofSydd's naked ass….Sydd glanced back knowingly, flashed the'killer' smile andsidled closer toSable making herfingers slide fromcheek to hipto the topof the boot.They came torest on thetab of thecrop. The slow-motionof Sydd's profileto Sable's andthe eye-to-eye wasunmistakable. If onehadn't known theplayers, it mighthave been thoughtthat too-much-information hadjust been exchanged.But the subtletyof the momentwasn't lost onSydd—after all, shehad engineered it.Sydd registered tworeactions on thepart of Sable.The first wasan o-so-faint strokingof the crop.The other, possiblyfainter still, wasthe almost inaudiblesound of moistfabric frictioning betweenthighs, more thanlikely, purposefully raspingthe clit….
"ManI remember thetwo of yougoing out inschool."
As she reacheddown to retrieveit, Brad tookher pussy fromthe back. Treyanahad to braceherself to preventhitting her headon the wallof the shower.After Brad shotanother load insideher pussy, theyfinally completed theirshowers and themselves.They walked theirnaked bodies intothe living roomwhere they proceededto dress. Aftergetting dressed, Treyanarealized that theystill had alot of workto do withtheir class project.
"I see thespill has leftyou none theworse for wear?"He said ina deep bass voice.
openedall of hisgifts, he decidedthat today wouldmark the dayof a newchapter in hislife.
Inside thesuite, the houselights were alloff leaving just the white emergency lights to showthat Angela wassat against thefar wall, drinkingand smoking. Idecided there wasno point inbeating around thebush.
Enough of that.Turn around andlook at mewhile I undress.See how hardyou have mademy cock. No,no touching. Itis time foryour punishment. I'llsit here, andyou stretch outacross my lap.That's it. Ifeel your warmflesh pressed againstmy legs. Theskin of yourback is soooooooosmooooooth. You likethat don't you.WHACK! You havebeen bad, sobad, and nowI must punishyou. WHACK! Doesit hurt? Youremember this thenext time youconsider being naughty.WHACK! Stop wigglingaround or Iwill have topunish you more.
I tried tokeep rhythm withher movements. Eachmove sent intense sensations through mybody. My breathingbecame more heavywith each thrust.
Iam a married,white man, acompany executive, travelon business servicingclients at first,then Anthony, sometimesAnthony and hisfriends. I servicemy clients' businesses;Anthony's cock, balls,his whole massiveblack body, allhis most perversedesires for manto man sex.
He can bethere at about8: 30 ascan I.
A fewminutes more anda slow songcame on. Shesaid she'd rathernot dance toanything slow, shefelt she didn'tknow me wellenough yet. Iasked if shewould like togo outside andwalk. She agreedto that andwe were away.
Shewalked proudly, herblack hair shining in the sunlightlike a raven'swing.
I eased myfinger for athin air guard between my fingerand her thigh,and fortunately shedidn't object.
"Rick,remember that siteyou showed methe other nighton the Internet?"I asked himafter a nicedinner of homemadebuttered scallops andlinguine.
I wentin and pouredit for him,wondering what itwas he wantedwith the paper.Mr. Tate hadn'tsaid anything abouta meeting, andI was usuallythe first onehe told ifanything was goingto change. Ifigured that Iwould find outsoon enough andwent back outon the frontporch with mynew guest.
Tears beganto form andher head bowed.Then Sally gathered herself, stood upstraight and foughtback the tears."Oh Bill, Iwant to bewith YOU, onlyyou! I didthis for youand I amnot going togive up onUS!"
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"Hangup Anne andcall 911."
In onebreath, he blewout all ofthe 18 candleson his birthdaycake. Today washis day toshine. After hisfriends and familyhad wished hima happy birthday,and he hadHe does preciselythat…. Then Antoniokneels above Lindy'smouth and hisbaby-girl licks thehead of hisswollen cock. Continuingdown the shaft..inch by inchlovely Lindy takes her father's dickdown in hermouth and deepthroat daddy's dong.
"Absolutely!"was my instantreply. "Should Ibring anything?"
"One hundred!"came a voicefrom the room.
Katelooked at her,suddenly very worried,no longer thatshe had donesomething wrong, butnow simply worried about Scarlet. "Youcan tell me,I promise. Areyou in somekind of trouble?Can I help?What?"
She will rarelyadmit it, andshe pretends fiercelythat she isnot. It isa fear sheowns that sheshows to almostno one. Andhe knows thateven if someonehad been there,this walk shewould make alone.
"Yes,Mistress," he said."Thank you, Mistress."
"Yes,Sir, there is,"the young girl replied.
She hadrun away fromhome, throwing afew things intoan overnight bag,barely thinking ofwhat she'd flunginto the darkrecesses of canvas.Driving as faras the tankheld, she pulledinto a gasstation and askedfor directions tothe nearest motel.The cashier probably thought she wasnuts. Her thickwool sweater forwarmth dwarfing thecotton shorts she'dworn earlier thatnight. Her legsbeneath her shorts,clad in thicksocks and hergardening clogs werechilled, her hairhastily woven intoa thick braid.She'd incoherently babbled her request, herwords punctuated bystaccato stabs ofintonation, tired butstill livid.
Katrina hadblushed and fendedoff the comment,but nevertheless shehugged it toher inner self.
Hollydrove toward towndebating to goback or findanother bar forher glass ofwine. Who knows,she thought? Icould meet someonewho would wantme, take mehome and makelove to me.She wanted toturn a blockbefore that failingRolling Rock sign,take a differentroute but shecouldn't. She hadto go back,sit at thebar and drinkuntil she hadto pee. Afterparking the car,Holly sat forfive minutes, scaredto move, butshe finally unbuttoneda couple ofbuttons of herblouse, locked thecar and walkedin.
Her forehead puckered,then she laughed,"Oh, Jack. Doyou remember onour first dateI said I'dbe delighted toshow you howto horse ride?".
Roan led theway into thedining room. Arelatively small round table, draped inwhite. A sizeand setting thatspoke of intimacy….thesideboard was laidout, the winewas on thetable, open and'breathing'…. Sable trailedSydd, her restraintwilting as herfingertips played overthe haunch ofSydd's naked ass….Sydd glanced back knowingly, flashed the'killer' smile andsidled closer toSable making herfingers slide fromcheek to hipto the topof the boot.They came torest on thetab of thecrop. The slow-motionof Sydd's profileto Sable's andthe eye-to-eye wasunmistakable. If onehadn't known theplayers, it mighthave been thoughtthat too-much-information hadjust been exchanged.But the subtletyof the momentwasn't lost onSydd—after all, shehad engineered it.Sydd registered tworeactions on thepart of Sable.The first wasan o-so-faint strokingof the crop.The other, possiblyfainter still, wasthe almost inaudiblesound of moistfabric frictioning betweenthighs, more thanlikely, purposefully raspingthe clit….
"ManI remember thetwo of yougoing out inschool."
As she reacheddown to retrieveit, Brad tookher pussy fromthe back. Treyanahad to braceherself to preventhitting her headon the wallof the shower.After Brad shotanother load insideher pussy, theyfinally completed theirshowers and themselves.They walked theirnaked bodies intothe living roomwhere they proceededto dress. Aftergetting dressed, Treyanarealized that theystill had alot of workto do withtheir class project.
"I see thespill has leftyou none theworse for wear?"He said ina deep bass voice.
openedall of hisgifts, he decidedthat today wouldmark the dayof a newchapter in hislife.
Inside thesuite, the houselights were alloff leaving just the white emergency lights to showthat Angela wassat against thefar wall, drinkingand smoking. Idecided there wasno point inbeating around thebush.
Enough of that.Turn around andlook at mewhile I undress.See how hardyou have mademy cock. No,no touching. Itis time foryour punishment. I'llsit here, andyou stretch outacross my lap.That's it. Ifeel your warmflesh pressed againstmy legs. Theskin of yourback is soooooooosmooooooth. You likethat don't you.WHACK! You havebeen bad, sobad, and nowI must punishyou. WHACK! Doesit hurt? Youremember this thenext time youconsider being naughty.WHACK! Stop wigglingaround or Iwill have topunish you more.
I tried tokeep rhythm withher movements. Eachmove sent intense sensations through mybody. My breathingbecame more heavywith each thrust.
Iam a married,white man, acompany executive, travelon business servicingclients at first,then Anthony, sometimesAnthony and hisfriends. I servicemy clients' businesses;Anthony's cock, balls,his whole massiveblack body, allhis most perversedesires for manto man sex.
He can bethere at about8: 30 ascan I.
A fewminutes more anda slow songcame on. Shesaid she'd rathernot dance toanything slow, shefelt she didn'tknow me wellenough yet. Iasked if shewould like togo outside andwalk. She agreedto that andwe were away.
Shewalked proudly, herblack hair shining in the sunlightlike a raven'swing.
I eased myfinger for athin air guard between my fingerand her thigh,and fortunately shedidn't object.
"Rick,remember that siteyou showed methe other nighton the Internet?"I asked himafter a nicedinner of homemadebuttered scallops andlinguine.
I wentin and pouredit for him,wondering what itwas he wantedwith the paper.Mr. Tate hadn'tsaid anything abouta meeting, andI was usuallythe first onehe told ifanything was goingto change. Ifigured that Iwould find outsoon enough andwent back outon the frontporch with mynew guest.
Tears beganto form andher head bowed.Then Sally gathered herself, stood upstraight and foughtback the tears."Oh Bill, Iwant to bewith YOU, onlyyou! I didthis for youand I amnot going togive up onUS!"
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