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Thursday, October 2nd, 2008

be fucked at any moment. Those who enjoy the taste of female fuck as
much as Doctor John and nurse Donna and I do certainly find a hole
such as yours a true delight.” Donna added a third finger as she
began kissing Lauren’s soft thigh. Lauren was hunching hotly now and
her breathing could be heard throughout the room.
“Do you like for someone to drink from your spurting fountain,
Lauren?”, I asked.
Lauren opened her mouth to speak and nothing came out. Clearing
her throat nervously and reaching out to touch Donna’s leg under her
white dress she replied, “Yes…yes, I love to be kissed there.”
Donna moved backward, giving the trembling Lauren more convenient
access to her legs and ass.
“You love to be eaten? To let men and women rub your dripping
cunt in their face? You love to spread your precious legs open and
hunch your clit against someones nose or chin?”
Lauren’s hips began bucking fiercly now and Donna put in yet
another finger, rubbing her thumb against her hard clit and pressing
all four fingers hard to the bottom of the slithery slit.
“Yessss!” She almost shouted the affirmative answer. “Yesss, I
love it. I need it! I want it NOW!” She trust her hips hard against
Donna’s invading hand, grinding them in a large circle as if trying to
wind herself onto the nurse’s arm.
“And do you enjoy the taste of female fuck as well, Lauren? Do
you enjoy eating pretty wet pussies and sucking clits between those
soft lips of yours? Do you crave the smell and the taste of cunt
juice?”
“YESSSS!! You know I do!….Gawd!!!! What you are doing to
me!!”, she replied, beside herself with passion. She now had her hand
between Donna’s legs and was sliding two fingers under her panties and
into Donna’s anxiously awaiting hole. The pan beneath her own cunt
was overflowing now and the bubbly giz was running down the front of
the examining table in a steady stream.
Walking over to Donna’s side and looking straight into Lauren’s
eyes I pulled Donna’s skirt up to her waist, allowing Lauren to see
the pretty thighs that were spread opened for her and her own fingers
pumping in and out of the bi-sexual nurses bottom.
“Do you want some juice, Lauren? Do you want to taste some
female fuck? Tell us, Lauren. Tell us, you trembling little slut!”
“YESSSSSSS!!!! Gawwwwd Yessssss!! Please!!”, she cried, her body
now alive with passion, her hips pumping, her hand working feverishly
at the nurse cunt in front of her. Donna was moving her hips
appreciatively and was beginning to work her thumb into the wild river
of juice that was hers to do with as she wished.
Reaching to my left I took the vial of vaginal fluids from the
table and walked around Donna to Lauren’s head. I swirled the vial
full of juice around and around in front of Lauren’s face, letting her
see the glass full of her own fucking lubricant.
Holding the glass vial to her lips I spoke to her hotly, but
quietly. “Open your mouth, my little bird, and be fed. Drink the
nectar of birth, the liquid of love, the slush of sex. Feel it coat
your tongue and your throat as it pours into your body as few if any
women have ever experienced it.” I tilted the vial back as Lauren
opened her mouth widely, pouring the whitish gism into her mouth and
watching delightedly as she swallowed drink after drink of her own
fuck juice.
Donna was going wild now, her hips fucking themselves back on
Lauren’s distracted hand, her left hand reaching behind her to hold
Lauren’s wrist steady as she screwed her own needy cunt against the
juice drinking slut’s fingers.
As I lifted the vial from Lauren’s lust distorted face, Donna
shoved her whole hand into Lauren’s pulsating pit, screaming out in
her own orgasm. Lauren gasp, her mouth open, strings of her own fuck
juice stretching spider-web like from the top of her mouth to the
bottom. At first nothing came out and her body rose into the air and
seem to freeze there as if time were standing still. Then suddenly a
deep scream began somewhere within Lauren, hissing out at first and
rising in volume as it escaped her. Her body began trembling
violently and I reached out to hold her shoulders down for fear that
she would somehow throw herself from the table. John reached forward
and held her legs to the stirrups, watching with astonished delight as
her body convulsed in front of us, twisting, turning, humping,
hunching, thrusting in wild passion, her crazed orgasm erupting like a
volcano inside her.
As her contractions began losing intensity, John, beside himself
with lust for this wonderfully responsive woman, took his rock hard
cock from his pants. Taking Donna’s wet arm from between Lauren’s
legs and removing her hand from the still trembling hole, he rammed
his dick into Lauren and began fucking her deeply.
I took Donna into my arms and kissed her deeply as John fucked
the moaning Lauren. Then turning her around and bending her over so
that she could kiss Lauren’s fuck scented mouth, I ripped her wet
panties from her bottom and spreading her pert anus with juice from
her well fingered cunt began screwing her in the ass.
John and I were two pistoning animals, fucking the two women with
all the might our hips could provide, driving our bodies forward, and
grasping at the submissive slut waists before us. Donna’s tongue was
driving deeply into Lauren’s mouth, licking at the remains of cunt
juice that were there, trying to drive itself down into Lauren’s
throat as deeply as the cock that was ripping into her bowels.
The noise we were making had not gone unnoticed in the office,
and one of the young nurses opened the door to see if everything was
alright. I turned to see her with her hand at her mouth and pulled
her by her arm to me roughly as I continued fucking her fellow nurse
and pressed her mouth to mine, pulling her vibrant young body to me
forcefully. She fought my advances at first, but as my tongue began
doing battle with hers and as her nostrils filled with the strong
scent of sex in the room she kissed me back deeply, rubbing her body
against mine as my hips pumped her friend full of thick man meat.
John began coming, grunting as the streams of white hot cum shot
through his pulsating member. He raised his hands, carrying Lauren’s
smooth legs upward with them as he clenched his teeth and spurted out
his sperm into his patient.
I felt the young nurse reach for my balls to stroke them as she
kissed me, and ran my hand down over her tight ass, pulling her skirt
up and squeezing her tight cheeks tightly as my own orgasm erupted
within me. Nurse ass drove back against my crotch as Donna fucked
back on my spurting cock and nurse cunt rubbed itself against my left
thigh as the newest member of our group fucked herself against me. It
felt as if my insides were being pulled out of me through my dick as
Donna’s talented anus clenched and opened and milked my throbbing
member dry. Spurt after spurt flew into her, long streams of thick
cum, over and over again until I felt as if I would fall weak-kneed in
the floor from its force as it poured out of me.
Finally it was over. I continued kissing the nurse in my arms as
I regained my strength and as my softening dick slid from Donna’s well
used asshole. Moving from in front of me and kneeling behind the very
hot nurse, Donna began licking at her now very wet bottom and ate her
to a climax as she continued rubbing her tits and crotch against my
thigh. Her orgasm was strong and sweet and when John and I walked
from the office we left the two nurses kissing each other in the floor
beside the examining table.
We allowed Lauren to rest for a while and then continued our
examination, allowing the other nurse to participate with us as well.
When we were done Lauren’s cunt was no longer spilling its precious
juice into the room, but had become quite dry, at least by her
standards. With her permission we took her to John’s house for the
night and allowed her to sleep there rather than returning home. The
next morning we began using her again, and used her continuously for
most of the day.
Over the next several days we were able to reduce the amount of
time we spent using Lauren continuously bit by bit until her cunt was
able to go as long as eight hours at a time without leaking its
fragrant and delicious fluid in its stream-like fashion. Lauren was
pleased with the results of her treatment, relieved that she could at
least get through a normal day’s work without the “problem” she had
struggled with for so long.
John keeps me posted with respect to Lauren’s condition. A
recent call seemed to indicate that she was going into remission to
the extent that further treatment may be necessary. I can hardly
wait!

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Sunday, September 14th, 2008

buried in my chest, crying softly.

The dry humping had stimulated me almost to orgasm, but my erection

quickly faded. Unsure of what else to do, I held her and caressed her hair

and rocked her back and forth softly while making what I hoped were

soothing noises.

For a long time we lay like that, until she sniffled and raised her

head. Her eyes were red-rimmed and very vulnerable. “God, I feel so

stupid…” she said in a very quiet voice.

“Shhh.” I said, “It’s okay. You’re not stupid. Things just went a little

too fast, didn’t they?”

She nodded, looking away. “I guess so. I’ve never been like this in my

entire life. I talk a lot, but I’m not really like that. Tonight I just…

I don’t know…” she started sniffling and buried her face in my chest

again.

“There, there,” I said softly “being lonely and hurting doesn’t make you

a bad person at all. It makes you human, which is no more or less than the

rest of us. You’re a free adult and I don’t feel you did anything wrong.”

I don’t think she was convinced but she didn’t respond or argue. We lay

together silently until I wondered if she dropped off to sleep. Finally she

raised her head. “These long hours don’t help any, either. I think I’ll go

to bed.”

She got off me and stood unsteadily. Her nightshirt stuck to her body in

several interesting places but I found my interest surprisingly muted by my

concern for this girl. I thought I was going to be making this couch my bed

for the night but she held a hand down to me. “Come on.”

I got up painfully, and stretched as the circulation returned to my

muscles. How long had I been laying there, anyway? I was afraid to find

out. Holding my hand, she pulled me towards the bedroom. “I know it’s kind

of forward, in light of how this evening is going, but I’d really like some

nice company tonight, even just to sleep with. You don’t mind, do you?”

I really didn’t, and I said so. She kissed me on the cheek. “I’ve always

liked you.”

The bedroom was about as orderly as the rest of the apartment, but still

seemed feminine, without being really obvious about it. She had a full size

bed, with the blankets thrown over it in a hurried attempt at neatness. She

had probably done it before leaving for work this morning. Yesterday

morning, actually.

She pulled the covers down and sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh,

springs groaning beneath her. “God, I’m so tired.” She gripped the lower

hem of her nightshirt, apparently to pull it off, and then looked up at me,

concerned. “You don’t mind, do you? I don’t usually sleep with anything

on.”

My mouth had suddenly gone dry again as my heart leaped. I shook my

head, trying not to appear too anxious, “No, that’s… okay.”

She pulled the shirt up, up, revealing inch after agonizing inch more

of bare skin, until she pulled it off over her head and dropped it on the

floor beside her. She stretched her arms, gloriously, wonderfully nude, and

sighed “Ah… that feels so much better.” She swung her legs up onto the

bed and covered herself up to her waist. Her breasts were so large and

inviting, the aureoles a bright rosy read, the nipples still partially

…End of the part6. To be continued..

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Thursday, August 21st, 2008

Archive-author: Frank Thomas

Archive-title: Sperm Deposit

I love sex in every way, shape, and form. But what I really

dig best is getting laid or sucked off when there’s a chance of

getting caught or being seen. That’s when my dick is at its

hardest and my load is at its sweetest.

I’m an assistance manager at a local bank and one of our

tellers feels the same way I do. I’ll call her Joan so her

husband doesn’t find out. Joannie is tall and very attractive

with long slim legs and firm pointy breasts.

Last Friday, Joan was servicing the customers at the

drive-in window when she had to go to the ladies’ room. I was the

only other person in the bank so I took her place. An older woman

had just pulled up when I felt a hand slide between my legs and

grab my cock. It stiffened immediately.

“I want to suck you so bad,” she moaned in my ear.

Joan slid my cock around in my pants while I counted out the

old lady’s money. I was getting wetter and hornier by the

minute, and the instant the car drove away, I pushed Joannie to

her knees in front of me. We both fumbled with my zipper, and she

groaned as my steaming hot dick fell out. The shaft was hard as a

rock, and the swollen head was moist with pre-cum.

“I love your cock,” Joan sighed as she wiped the tip all

over her face, leaving white sticky traces.

I watched as she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the

swollen purple head. Her pick tongue flicked in and out of her

hot mouth, sending sparks up and down my spine as she caressed

and teased the rigid flesh.

I jerked my hips forward, trying to get my cock in her warm

mouth, but she pulled away.

“Not yet,” she said. Her hands grasped my balls and began

pulling as her tongue jumped along the swollen shaft. Joannie

kept licking and kissing my dick until I thought I was going to

die.

Suddenly I heard a car horn. Parked in front of the teller

window was a sharp looking blonde, who was not over 18, in a

short skirt.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Wednesday, August 20th, 2008

Archive-author:

Archive-title: Audition

Why did my blind date want me to meet him at Camelot? 18th and M? He

said lunch, but that’s a GO-GO place. They serve food, too? He said

not to be late, or I’d miss the show. Oh, well. Here it is. Hmmmmmm.

Nice neighborhood. Nice place.

The sign says auditions! Oh, so that’s it. Auditions for dancers. Was

I supposed to try out? No way, Jose! My shape isn’t going to get me on

stage! I see somebody waiting outside … I approach him … correctly

guessing this is my date.

We go inside, and he whispers something to the Hostess. She looks me

over and nods. Then we follow her to a table. She takes our order for

burgers and cokes. When she comes back, she gives me a 3×5 card with

the number 6 written on it. “Number 4″ a voice announces over the

microphone.

A young girl gets up from the table next to me, and gets on stage. She

is dressed in street clothes. She is nervous. The music starts. She

is getting undressed! Oooooo. Auditions. But she is not very good. I

can do better than that. She gets down to bra and panties, and she is

shaking. Real nervous. She takes her bra off, but can’t drop her arms

to show her tits. The music stops and she grabs her clothes. My date

is the only one that applauds her. Nice of him.

“Number 5.” That’s quick! And I’m number 6? My heart starts to pound.

This time I watch the next girl real close. She is obviously a pro from

another bar. Her moves are quick and sure. My date takes my hand and

whispers. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. But I want to see

you naked.” I look at him, and he has the most eager smile. How could

I turn him down? The girl finishes her act to lots of applause. She

sure did swing her pussy and ass around a lot. Is that what they want?

“Number 6.” I get on stage and look around. Small audience. As I

unbutton my blouse, I watch him. He is nodding and smiling to give me

support. Next my skirt. Oh shit. Pantyhose. Why didn’t he tell me?

I fake it by slithering around on my back. To save time, I pull my

panties off at the same time. My bare pussy is pointing right at him.

When my bra is off, I toss it to him. I know the song, and there is

lots of time left.

The cheers are pretty loud for such a small crowd. I love it. My date

has his face within reach. I kiss him, then swing around and, on hands

and knees, shove my ass in his face. He grabs my ass cheeks to hold me.

He sticks his tongue inside my pussy. Ooooooo. I flip over and bring

my knees way back. He leans over and starts licking my clit. And he

sticks a finger deep inside my pussy. The cheering is tremendous.

“Lock the Doors.” I hear someone say.

He stands up and opens his pants. His cock looks beautiful. But I

don’t get to see it for long. He climbs up with me and over me on his

hands and knees. His legs push mine apart. His lips start sucking on

my tits. Then, he kisses me thoroughly on the mouth. I feel his cock

push deep inside me. The crowd is wild. “Go! Go! GO! GO! GO!” They

are shouting, as our hips push and buck and fuck. The music is very

loud in my ears, and I start my orgasm just as the music hits its peak.

I feel his hot cum spurt inside me at the same time. The music stops.

The cheering and foot stomping is deafening.

Somebody — the manager? — comes over and squeezes my tits. And he

says, “You’re hired. How much do you want for three acts like that per

night?”

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Thursday, August 14th, 2008



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DENTISTS CHAIR Chapter 2 Modelling Cheryl part7 He wasn’t surprised that she was a model. Cheryl Morgan was a stunning woman. Her long blond hair flowed about her shoulders. Her lips were full and slightly pouty. Her blue eyes were piercing through him even at their glazed over state. His age concerned her. She didn’t look a day over sixteen. Her body still looked like it hadn’t fully matured. He checked her purse to see how old she really was. Her driver’s licence told him that she was 21. Odd, she really looked like she still belonged in high school. It was serious turn-on. …End of the part7. To be continued..

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DENTISTS CHAIR Chapter 2 Modelling Cheryl part9 They were unpainted and smooth, like a porcelain vase. He leaned over and put her foot right under his nose. The scent was still fresh, her toes must not have been in those shoes that long. He took her right big toe into his mouth and sucked on it. Then he ran his tongue down her sole. There was no response for her. It looked as if she was watching him from those half closed lids, and that excited him. He was doing what he wanted with her body and she was watching him do it! He adjusted the seat and raised the chair back to a seated position. …End of the part9. To be continued..

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part14

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

“Let me undo this terrible contraption here. It’s really not good to be wearing a

bra during a massage.”

Lydia didn’t say a word, as the brassiere was unclasped, feeling Charlotte’s warm

hands caress her bare back. She let go of all pretenses as she turned over

letting the bra fall from her ample breasts. The dress slinked off her shoulders

and she threw the bra onto the floor.

“I know this is not appropriate, but dammit I want you,” whispered Lydia into

Charlotte’s ear, as they hugged.

Their breasts pressed together for the first time, Lydia’s naked mounds pressing

against the soft cloth of Charlotte’s sweater. Lydia pressed her lips to the

passionate girl’s mouth. Their two tongues touched for the first time in an

intimate kiss. Slipping out of her dress, Lydia motioned for Charlotte to do the

same. As more of the innocent girl’s olive skin began to show, the more Lydia

desired to touch her.

Lydia lay back as Charlotte explored her first woman sexually, soft tender

explorations meandering over Lydia’s body. Her breasts were cradled in loving

hands as a soft mouth suckled her hardened nipples. A thigh wedged itself between

her legs when Charlotte pressed the moist lips of her womanhood against Lydia’s

thigh after sitting astride her leg. Lydia let her rub herself on her as they

kissed. Then, with a sudden jerk like magic Charlotte’s eyes fluttered with her

first orgasm.

Lydia held her in her arms softly, stroking her sweaty brow. Slinking down her

body kissing olive colored flesh, Lydia found two treasures begging to be

touched. The tiny nipples sprouted from the firm, spongy flesh. Her lips traveled

down to a pierced navel and sucked the metal hoop into her mouth. A trail of

kisses followed her hands to the soft curly fur of the girl’s vagina. Lydia

feasted, teaching the young woman the art of love.

***

The next morning early in the Faculty lounge. Dr. Maxwell Jones and Dr. Janine

Sloane stood by the Mr. Coffee laughing over the latest Dilbert comic strip and

Dianne peered over her mug in jealousy as they left almost holding hands.

“Good Morning,” chirped Ron in his usual snobbish way.

“Hello, Ron.”

“It looks like our new recruit and Dr. Sloane are getting quite comfortable

together?” he mentioned rather glibly.

“I don’t know. I think they have some things in the past in common. Probably a

bed or two,” said Dianne coarsely.

…End of the part14. To be continued..

part7

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

bright red lip gloss.. The hardness in his underwear returned.

Anna, nervous about her first day with her new boss brushed her husband aside as

she exited the bedroom.

“Will you tell me ?” Jim sheepishly asked.

Anna looked at her husband. Her disgust covered her pretty face. She brushed

her long red hair from her face. “No…….” she sternly answered.

Mrs. Anna Belvoir felt each set of eyes in the office turn as she made her way to

the outer office of Mr. Jerome Bettis. Everyone in the office had admired her

beauty from afar. Today; with her new outfit; everyone could admire the

beautiful white wife as she slowly made her way to her “new” desk; directly

outside the door of the second largest office in the law firm.

Shortly the intercom beeped. “In my office, NOW,” was the simple command.

Anna rose with every eye in the office on her. She gently opened the large oak

door and entered. She carefully shut the door and stood before the large cherry

desk of her new “boss”.

Jerome was sitting behind his desk and had Anna’s purse open. He emptied the

contents on the smooth surface. Her package of birth control pills caught his eye

and he played with them between his fingers. He then slowly…and one by one

punched the little white tablets from their designated slots. Once the thirty

pills were removed he swept them all into the waste basket.

He then looked up at the pretty white wife and finally spoke, “You won’t need

these from now on. It will put a little excitement in our relationship.

And………you don’t fuck your little white boy husband without my permission.

Do you understand ?”

Anna showed no emotion as she answered her new superior, “I understand Mr.

Bettis.”

Jerome then let the pretty wife stand before him several minutes before he looked

up again. His face was expressionless. He reached for a ruler and walked

around his desk to where Anna was standing silently. He placed the ruler at the

top of the Anna’s dimpled knee. Looking up he merely stated, “Three and one half

inches.”

With his dark forbidding eyes staring into Anna’s frightened face he asked his

next question, “What length of skirt did I order you to wear Mrs. Belvoir ?”

Her voice started to tremble…”Four inches Mr. Bettis.”

Jerome sat down in one of the luxurious leather chairs. He pointed with his

finger to a thin branch in the corner of his office. “Bring the willow branch to

me,” her sternly ordered.

…End of the part7. To be continued..

part4

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

you served him. Do you understand Mrs. Belvoir ?” Jerome asked.

With trembling voice she softly muttered, “Yes….”

“Now that we understand each other fully I will give you your instructions for

the rest of the week. From this day forward I will be interviewing a group of

angry black men. I expect that from now on you will look like something more

than a middle age Lesbian. You will purchase and commence from this day forward

dress like a woman should. You will wear hose; garter; and no dress that is

longer than four inches above those hidden dimpled knees of yours. I want you to

start wearing those wonder bras that will lift and separate those delightful, if

small, little breasts that you want to hide. I want you to throw those flat

little shoes away and wear heels and knee high boots with at least three inch

heels. In short Mrs. Belvoir, I expect you to put stiffness in every black prick

that walks through my door. Is that understood ?”

Mrs. Anna Belvoir, her rage barely under control wanted to verbally castrate the

arrogant and pretensious black attorney giving her these lewd demands. But reason

raised it’s ugly head and she reluctantly decided to save her birth place.

Raising her pretty face she looked into the dark forbidding eyes of her

tormentor. “I understand your demands,” was her simple quiet statement.

“We start tomorrow at 9:00 AM. Be punctual…” Jerome closed the first meeting

between the two antagonists.

Anna slowly walked to the door. Just as her petite hand reached for the knob

Jerome spoke again, “Wait just a minute Mrs. Belvoir.”

Anna stood facing the door with dread in her face as she heard the muscular black

man walk to where she was standing. Putting his large black hands on her

shoulders he turned her around. Looking down at the trembling wife he spoke

again, “Who is your boss Mrs. Belvoir ?”

With her trembling lips she softly answered, “You are my boss Mr. Bettis.”

With a smile on his handsome black face he then gave he his next command. “Kiss

your boss good bye for the day Mrs. Belvoir.”

Her face became very pale. She had always loathed black people…..she had been

brought up to think of them as inferior; and now she was being ordered to kiss

her new black boss. The man who had turned her ordered and tranquil life upside

down in only thirty minutes. She started to shake her head from side to side and

then looking into the dark demanding eyes of her new boss merely dropped her eyes

and raised her lips to his thick lips. She let her small delicate tongue slide

between her lips and explore his wet mouth and thick tongue. As her tongue

entered his wet opening she felt his strong hands circle her thin waist and pull

her tight lean body against his muscular body. Putting her small hands on his

muscular chest she tried to resist……….until she felt the hard black pole

push against her lower abdomen and rub against her throbbing womanhood. The

unwanted sensation was very disturbing to Anna. She pushed harder against the

…End of the part4. To be continued..

part24

Wednesday, July 9th, 2008

legs. She pulled his black cock deeper into her wet pussy. Closing her eyes she

forced her tongue through Jerome’s thick lips. Jerome sensed the capitulation of

her tender white body. Anna was making squealing sounds as she tried to force

his cock deep into her aching slit.

Jim kneeled next to the banister. His own manhood was hard and he reached down

and stroked himself through his trousers. As his wife screamed her surrender….

and she begged for more of the adulterous cock to take her tender treasures Jim’s

cock spewed forth it’s sticky discharge. Bent over next to the railing of the

stairs he felt his tension and his strength drain through the tip of his cock.

His wife, Anna, was rapidly reaching her own climax. She had a death grip on her

black lover. Jerome thrust forward and succeeded in burying the entire ten

inches of thick black cock deep into her womb.

Anna’s screams reverberated through out her large house. Her husband leaned

against the banister; completely spent. The front of his pants were soaked with

his creme and he had a far away look on his face.

Jerome felt the sharp fingernails as they clawed into his back ripping the

skin…… Mrs. Anna Belvoir reached her climax…… she wasn’t content with

only one. Jerome slowed his pile hammered ass to gentle thrusts and allowed the

pretty white wife to climax a second and then third time. As Anna struggled with

her release she felt the powerful hips start their circular movement. The thick

black cock was touching each nerve in her stuffed tender hole. The torrent of

scalding black cum coated and stung the tender pink pussy folds.

At long last the two lovers feel back on the bed with their tongues still

dueling……. Both were panting and the release of scalding cum started leaking

out the side of Anna’s elastic pussy and stained the white sheets. Jerome

suddenly felt heavy; his dead weight stretched out on the long lean pretty wife

of Mr. Jim Belvoir. When Anna’s breathing returned to normal she nudged the

contented black lover to rise. He raised back on his haunches with his still

hard black cock still firmly lodged into Anna’s sweet passage.

“Tell me Mrs. Belvoir….. What became of your birth control pills ?” Jerome

quietly asked.

Anna looked up with a puzzled look on her face. “You threw my birth control

pills in the waste basket Mr. Bettis,” she quietly answered.

Smiling Jerome looked down at Anna’s pretty heaving chest. “My black sperm will

not produce a black baby tonight; but………… Every time I fill you with my

black seed you have an opportunity to carry my baby….. Do you want a black

baby growing in your tight little tummy, Mrs. Belvoir ?”

A look of shock quickly transformed the puzzled look on the pretty white wife.

“I don’t want to get pregnant Mr. Bettis…….” she quietly answered.

Jerome pushed his semi hard prick into her now leaking stretched pussy. “I am

…End of the part24. To be continued..

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DENTISTS CHAIR Chapter 2 Modelling Cheryl part8 He turned off the light so that the only light left was the operating light which worked like a spotlight on Cheryl’s unconscious form. Her mouth lay gaping open and her eyes slightly open. Dr. Walters took out his Polaroid camera and began snapping away. She was a model, so she had to be used to picture being taken. He wanted to add some to his collection. Her white cutoff shorts and black tank top were adding to his ever growing erection. He put the camera down and took off his clothes. He was going to have a little fun with young Cheryl. First, he pulled off her white canvas shoes and socks. He nearly came in his pants as her pale toes came into view. …End of the part8. To be continued..

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Monday, June 16th, 2008

During Karen James quick move to VP marketing for a large financial institution

she had made many enemies, least among them Ms. Brenda Jacobs. Karen had been

running a close second for the VP slot against Brenda, but had managed to slip

past her by anonymously leaking false information about BJ thru the companies

computer system. Brenda was never sure where the rumors started but had a very

good idea.

Once Karen had taken her position still fearing Brenda’s superior talent, she

proceeded to “in effect” demote her by making her the department head over a much

smaller department. This move infuriated Brenda and revenge was all she could

think about. Months went by before her chance would come, then one day as if a

miracle she was in Karen’s office when Karen had to leave the office quickly and

failed to log off her computer it was the chance BJ had waited for. She quickly

determined Karen’s password from the careless notes left unprotected on her

messages and then she noticed the “anonymous” memos with Brenda’s name on them.

It had been Karen in fact that had stared the false rumors. Karen would live to

regret both mistakes.

The company was doing much work with the 3rd world, in a small country, Bariwa,

with much mineral potential. They were working on a financing plan to exploit

these for the good of the country. BJ finally had her chance to be rid of Karen

forever. As it turns out the project was in almost absolute control of Karen and

since BJ had access to all her files she could interfere with the project.

Brenda formulated her plan and began putting it into action.

Bariwa was depositing large sum of gold with the company in exchange for cash

which Karen was to invest on behalf of the Bariwanian government. BJ began

intercepting the transfer requests from Karen and making them herself. Using

Karen’s ID and password she opened a money market account with her firm and

stared stripping 5% of all transfers Karen requested and depositing it in

“Karens’s” account. Within a month “Karen” had embesseled 3.5 million dollars.

The trap was set….

The following Monday Karen left for Bariwa and BJ left for Western Union. She

had updated all of Karen’s real computer records with her transaction and booked

a flight from Bariwa to Rio in Karen’s name, conviently one day after Karen’s

scheduled return. The wire was to the Bariwanian finance minister and outlined

suspicious activity that the sender felt was not in the best interest of Bariwa,

with enough details to point the inquiries in the right direction, signed

“Anonymous”.

Just as planed the minister made inquiries that very day to the company

president’s office and Karen’s “plot” was uncovered. The company quickly

complied with requests for records in an effort to retain their business. And

still Karen had no idea the snare was about to be triggered as she visited with

several government officials in Bariwa. On her final official visit she was to

see the finance minister and arrived in a limo at the capital early in the

morning. She would not have a good day. She noticed on her way in that security

seemed very tight. There were four armed guards in the ministers waiting room,

…End of the part1. To be continued..

part3

Saturday, May 17th, 2008

It was a surprise.”

“I can imagine,” I said, astounded by the living sense I felt as I studied the

woman’s graceful lines. Pandolf, I knew, was one of the darlings of modern art,

and for once, I could bear witness to genius. This was a brilliant example of

incredible skill. “It must be worth a fortune,” I said tactlessly, thinking

aloud.

“I suppose,” Steven said. “It’s priceless to me.”

“Of course,” I said. “Have you ever shown it, loaned it to a gallery?” I tried

to show off some of the knowledge of standard art practices I had learned in our

work. Steven frowned and then laughed.

“No,” he said. “I haven’t shown anyone this painting in ten years.”

“Why?” I asked.

“When Anna gave me this painting, I was no patron of the arts. I knew a little,

could talk at parties about symmetry and impression, but when I first saw this

piece of work, I saw it as a husband.” Steven stopped to stare again at the

painting of his disrobed wife.

“I thought it was beautiful,” he said, “just as I thought Anna was beautiful, but

I also thought it was too beautiful. Do you know much about Pandolf?”

“No,” I replied.

“When this painting was done, his reputation wasn’t as much for being a painter

as it was for being a scoundrel. Perhaps that is an exaggeration, but I was

spending a fair amount of time at the courthouse and I knew about his scandals;

public drunkeness, vandalism, even petty assaults on stuffy art patrons. I had a

low opinion of the man as a decent citizen. What did I know about art?”

Steven left me standing in front of the painting while he went to a small

assortment of crystal bottles and poured himself a short drink. He downed the

brown liquid in a single motion.

“Anna was beside herself with delight when she gave me this painting and I smiled

and fawned and thanked her for her generous kindness, but the whole time I was

thinking about my Anna posed naked while this creature,” Steven paused. “Painted

her.” He took a deep breath. “It seemed an outrage, and yet I couldn’t accuse

Anna of doing anything wrong when all she had meant to do was provide me with a

monument to the beauty I worshipped. I loved her dearly. She shone.”

“And I couldn’t fault Pandolf’s work,” Steven said. “All art aside, it is a

magnificent piece. It truly captures the essence of Anna’s beauty and I felt

grateful in that regard. He accomplished a feat I could never in a thousand

lifetimes have managed. Pandolf drew out the very essence of my love for Anna

and immortalized the feeling on canvas. But then, the demons rose up within me.”

…End of the part3. To be continued..

Working desire1 txt part3

Wednesday, April 16th, 2008

the rush of air, he could have sworn he had smelled some of her sex!

His groin stirred a bit as this concept crossed his mind, but then

he quickly put it out of his thought. She had the most sensuous

legs he had ever seen and they were accented even more with the

smooth black nylons that she always wore. He leaned his head back

started his bimonthly sexual whirlwind.

Just looking at him laying on the smooth black leather couch

was starting to arouse Ella to the point of no return. How much

she yearned to reach out and touch his muscular body, and to

touch every part of him, leaving no area untouched. As she

looked at him she indeed started to get wet and the sense of

passion eminating from between her legs was getting out of hand.

She wanted to slowly slide her fingers around his muscular member

and show him how much she wanted, but she continued to strain

against her passion. He had the best body of any man she had ever

seen. Hints of muscle peeked out around his shirt and waist

tapered down from his muscular chest. She tried to stop thinking

of him, but her thoughts were out of control. She pictured him

taking her, and driving it in deep, and as these thoughts consumed

her mind, she felt herself loosing control. Small beads of sweat

started appearing on her forehead. Finally after straining and

fighting, she let herself free to her desires, and let herself go.

“Mike,” She said after she sat down, “This session will be

a little diffrent today. I’m going to tell you a few things about

myself.”

Mike watched as she spoke. She seemed nervous as she played

with her lower lip with her long red nails. She was even sweating.

As she continued to speak, the air seemed to change. The

atmosphere was diffrent. She was showing him emotion and was

actually nervous. This was a first for her and Mike watched

her struggle in meek suprise.

“Well…. Uh…. I mean…. I mean let me show you a few

things about myself.”

Her hand left her face and placed itself on Mikes face. She

started to caress his stong face with her hands. She ran one finger

around his mouth and then plunged it into his mout. Mike was suprised

at first, but then after it registered he started to suck and dart

his toung around her finger. He could feel her long, and hard nail

inside his mouth, probing and prodding. He could feel all his blood

rush to his now hard cock and he felt himself go with passionate

desires. He cluched one of her beautiful long fingers and placed it

into his mout. As he sucked on it she closed her eyes and leaned her

head back. Her long, straight brown hair fell teasingly around her

shoulders.

She withdrew her finger from his mouth and slowly moved it

across his body. He looked down to see her extremely stimulating

red nails and her beautiful, slender fingers unzip his jeans. As she

pulled them away, his raging hard cock sprang up ready to be attended

to.

Ella gasped a shock of suprise as his extremely large cock

…End of the part3. To be continued..

Working bikedude txt part2

Friday, April 11th, 2008

had not tried bondage but for her I would try. She reached under the bed

and pulled out some rope and shoestrings. I had her sit up and took a

long length of rope and tied her arms behind her back. I took a second

length of rope, tied one end to the rope holding her arms and then started

making figure eights around her chest, going each time between her breasts.

I asked her what the shoestrings were for and she said to tie them tightly

around her nipples, making sure to leave plenty of string to get a grip on

after her nipples began to swell. After doing this, I lowered her back onto

the bed and tied her ankles to the bed posts. Seeing her this helpless on the

bed was driving me wild, so I reached over and gently tugged at the strings

on her nipples. She began to moan and I could wait no longer. I pulled

my shorts down and positioned myself 69 style over her. She latched on to

my cock and began sucking and licking. I began licking her pussy and tugging

at her strings, which made her moan ever more. I didn’t want to cum yet, so

I moved down to her pussy and began to suck her clit, all the while pulling

strings.

With her pussy dripping wet, I stopped and she told me that there was a

double headed dildo in the drawer next to the bed. Getting into the grove,

I told her she had to be a real good girl before I would let her cum. Just

then, Renee walked back into the room and joined us on the bed. She said

Tammy had been bad all day long and needed to be punished. I was glad to

oblige. Renee straddled Tammy’s chest and untied the strings from her

nipples. She took her finger and ran it between the lips of Tammy’s pussy

and began rubbing her own lips and clit. As this went on, she would use

the palm of her other hand to gently graze the swollen nipples before her.

Tammy started to buck and grind under Renee, and she knew it would not take

much more for her to cum. Renee got off of her chest and picked up the dildo.

She gave us a slutty look and started to go down on the monster rubber cock

with her mouth. She turned it around and did the other side, slid it down

her chest between her breasts, and put one end into her pussy. As she pumped

it in and out of her hot box, she pushed the other end into her ass. As her

knees got wobbly, she dropped to the floor in front of me and started to suck

my dick. I reached down and twisted her nipples as she sucked me as she kept

a steady rythym in her pussy and ass with the dildo. Tammy could do nothing

but lie on the bed and watch. Renee pulled the dildo out with a pop and

pulled me to the floor and into her pussy. It didn’t take long until she came

and I was not far behind. As I started to cum, I pulled out of Renee and

quickly put my cock in Tammy’s mouth. She was wild with lust after watching

us screw right in front of her and sucked me off real fast. For this, I slid

dildo into her cunt and asshole. I twisted her nipples and she came shaking

and grinding the dildo into my other hand.

I quickly untied Tammy, and massaged her arms and neck, which led to my dick

starting to springing back to life. She took it in her hands and began to

jack me up and down. We laid down on the bed facing each other as I started

to rub her clit and Renee joined us directly behind Tammy. Tammy slid my now

hard cock into her sweet pussy and Renee slid the end of the dildo into

Tammy’s ass and into her pussy. The feeling of that rubber cock head rubbing

against my head through the thin skin between her pussy and her asshole was

fantastic. I knew I wouldn’t last long. I reached around and fingered Renee

in the ass and just as I did she came. Tammy came again, almost as hard as

before and her clutching pussy muscles were taking me to the edge. Tammy slid

a finger into my asshole and that was all I could take. I pumped her pussy

full as Renee kneaded my balls to get every drop of cum out. I pulled out of

Tammy and when I had slumped off the bed into a chair, Renee pulled the dildo

out of her pussy and reached into the drawer and pulled out another two headed

dildo. Tammy rolled over and got on her hands and knees as Renee slid on end

of one dildo into Tammy’s ass and the end of the other dildo into Tammy’s

pussy. Renee got on her hands and knees and put the ends into her holes and

started to move back and forth. I was getting hard again watching these two

go at it, but man did my balls hurt.

The girls were going at it as hard as they could, shoulders to the bed, one

hand on the clit and one hand going from nipple to nipple. I was now stroking

at a pretty fast pace and could feel my balls burning. As they came, I stood

up and shot two short squirts on their backsides and that was all I could get.

I ended up spending the night with them and visited them a couple more times

before they left, but that I’ll save for a later story.