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The Forgotten Heroes Chapter 6 “The falling blade in the.dark.”

Eve has been cured and now all that’s left to do is pay off the cure and find them a way off the North Island. That’s easier said then done to cure Eve you have made a deal with a necromancer. The trade off for the cure is the death of the Ma’dam of the Wanton Lass in the ghetto of Bakersfield. The other target is the Duke of.Bakersfield. When that is done you have to get Grace and Eve off the North Island before the Inquiry catches up to you.

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A Subjective Tale continued

Perfectly still, I stood silently in the anteroom waiting for You to show. The need to fidget and squirm barely controlled as I wrack my brain for the reason You commanded this meeting. You’d never allowed our personal relationship to spill over into our work lives since the day You’d claimed me. Had it been a mere month since that fateful day? So much had changed since that day. Never have I been so fulfilled. Never have I maintained such a constant state of arousal. Not until You. Little frissons of nerves travel along my spine as I anticipate Your arrival. I can only hope You will be on time, as my absence will be noticed by co-workers and patients. As the clock ticks off the minutes, I tug my lower lip between my teeth, a sure sign of doubt. This is the only empty room on the floor; surely He knows this is where I am. I struggle to maintain the stillness that You prefer. My fidgeting makes You worry, You’ve said.
The heavy metal door swings slowly inward, and my breath leaves my lungs in an instant. Do You know how beautiful You are to me? I think not. I would never be so forward as to tell You, but I have tried to show You in the ways I worship Your body. Even now, I can recall the taste of Your skin as clearly as though my tongue had just dragged across it. Blue/grey eyes search mine, and I try to let everything I feel shine there in my own brown depths. Smiling softly, You seem pleased with what You see. “a, there is a cardiac conference in Los Angeles in 1 month. We will be attending it…together.” Sudden, sharp fear clouds my eyes, and does not escape Your notice. “So, you still fear me? You will be punished for that fear, a, I promise you. No one here knows that I am going. No other staff from here will be attending. As for finances, the hospital has already agreed to pay your admission fees.” At the quick question mark in my eyes, you sigh heavily. “I filled out an application for you and requested the necessary assistance. I did all in your name, but that was for my benefit, not yours. You understand this? I have booked a flight for us, as well as a hotel. We leave on Friday, April 2nd. Have your husband drop you off at AEX by noon.”
Suddenly, and without warning, You capture my face in Your hands and take my mouth. Swiftly and easily I am suspended in Your arms. Feet barely touching the floor, I am once again helpless against this all-consuming fire. Raging, clawing need crawls up from my gut. Breath is ripped from my lungs, then scraped back in; each breath a nearly painful testament of your possession. Parting my lips with Your tongue, You begin an oral duel that is purely carnal. No sweet, gentle tasting, this. This is war and You are the victor in that You have left me completely defenseless. Your mouth leaves mine, and I am helpless to suppress the moan that follows. Your tongue lightly traces the graceful line of my neck, down and across the prominent collarbone where the skin is so sensitive. Head thrown back in complete surrender, I am oblivious to the world around us; that I am unworried about interruption is a testament, both to my hunger for You, and to my absolute trust in You.
Dropping Your hands to my buttocks, You lift me completely from the floor, and fit Your growing erection snugly into the junction between my thighs. Head bent to brush light kisses over the top of my aching breasts, You rock against me in a rhythm as old as time itself. “Shhh, lover, not a sound” You admonish when the silence becomes nearly unbearable to my tortured senses. With every forward thrust of Your hips, my orgasm looms closer. Quick, shallow pants signal my impending rapture.
Abruptly, I find myself standing, or rather sagging, against the wall, on my own feet once more.
Confusion clouds my brown eyes. “We’re at work, a. Would you have everyone on the floor hear your screams of ecstasy?” I’m left further befuddled by Your words. I thought I was mastering the art of silence quite well. Aching with the loss of Your touch, and the missed opportunity for sexual satisfaction, I stand before You, waiting. Frowning, You glance down at the erection so obvious in Your thin scrub pants. “What have you done? I can’t return to work this way.” Taking my hand,You pull me through the inner door of this VIP suite, and into the patient bath. Pointing to the floor at Your feet, You quickly release the drawstring holding up the material that covers your cock. Dropping hastily to my knees, I take care to maintain the eye contact that serves to increase Your enjoyment of all things sexual.
Staring up into Your eyes, I indulge my taste buds, slowly running the tip of my tongue from the tip of Your hard cock to the base and back again. Entranced by your taste, Your texture, I flatten the top of my tongue against the underside of Your shaft, slowly trailing it from one side to the other, arousing myself as I tend to Your needs. The only sign of Your arousal is the darkening of those clear blue irises and an occasional tremor in Your cock. Time is short though, and the threat of discovery is real, so Your hands fall to knot in my long auburn tresses. I open my mouth, tuck my lips over my teeth, and flatten my tongue in the floor of my mouth in preparation for the face fuck I know is coming. Though Your first strokes are slow and shallow, it is a mere prelude. Within seconds, You are forcing that wonderful appendage past my gag reflex and into the oh, so tight muscles of my throat. With each full stroke I try to time the contractions of swallowing with the withdrawal of Your cock. I can’t keep up, though, as Your pace increases. Never taking my eyes from Yours, I moan around You, a rumbling, tactile plea to feed me. I raise my hands from their passive position on my open thighs to run them up the back of Your thighs and bring them to rest on your straining ass cheeks. I can feel that You are close. Your strokes are harder, Your cock diving deeper, and Your breathing becomes uneven. Finally, with barely a blink to break the mesmerizing gaze between us, You flood my waiting orifice with Your cum. Swallowing quickly and repeatedly, I cannot contain it all and some escapes to slide slowly down my chin. As I lift a hand to wipe the wayward fluid into my now empty mouth, You stop me. Without a word You just watch as it continues its gravity driven descent to my light blue scrub top where it will no doubt be quite noticeable, if unidentifiable to anyone but us. Pulling me to my feet, You whisper “Do not let me find out you finished yourself off before I command it.” And leaving me standing there, aroused beyond anything in my previous experience, You turn and walk out the door.

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A Wolf goes hunting – Part 3

Wolf sat in the café across the street from his hotel, waiting for the food he had ordered for the two of them and he let his mind drift to the little thing waiting asleep for him in his room.

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What’s a little sex among friends?

This is my second story, I tried to take into account all the advice I was given and hope you enjoy my new story. There is a part two that is almost done and any feed back on this one will be put into it. Please leave a comment and enjoy.
‘I’m making good time’ I thought to myself as I looked at the clock then my speedometer. They read 5:47 and 95 respectively. It had been a long two weeks waiting for this trip. I had moved back into my mom’s house for part of the summer between college semesters. If not for the surprisingly well paying internship I had found I wouldn’t have come up to stay at home again. Once you’re out on your own it’s hard to go back to living under a parent’s roof, no matter what the duration or circumstances; hence my idea to go visit one of my best friends down at school.
Her name was Noel and we had dated for almost three years before the relationship exploded and we spent the next six months trying to kill each other. After that settled and we talked everything out however we became best friends. I still was in love with her on some level and from our numerous talks I knew that she still had feelings for me. But unless one of us changed some more we wouldn’t make a very good couple.
Man I need to get an iPod, I thought as I listened to one of the two CD’s I had in my car for what seemed like the millionth time. There were no radio stations on this stretch of road that I would call ‘good’. Still I could pick up the Savannah rock station in about ten more miles though I would be almost to the college by then. I decided to think about getting to see Noel to keep my mind off the boring drive. She would be surprised to see how much I have been working out, not to mention the fact that I got a tan and shaved before coming to see her.
I knew she appreciated me shaven more than with my normal goatee so I shaved just for her. Yeah, she’ll be the death of me I’m sure but I don’t think I care that much. Thinking about her did the trick because next time I noticed the exit number it was the one I needed. I got of the interstate and turned left, pushing my crappy little Honda for all it was worth to hurry up and get there. I tapped my blue tooth and called her. “Hello?” she answered.
“Hey, it’s me. I’m almost there. I don’t know about you but I’m pretty hungry. Want to go grab something to eat? I can come by and pick you up.” I said as I weaved around slow driving southerners.
“Sure, sounds good. Call when you get here and I’ll come down.”
“Alright, see ya then.” I said hanging up.
A few minutes later I called her from outside her dorm. A moment or two later she walked out of the building and toward my car. I admired her sexy body as approached me. She wore a low cut tank top and shorts, both conductive to the 100 degree weather down here. The tank top showcased her beautiful 34C’s while her shorts presented her tanned and toned legs nicely. Her hair was cut short as always and for once was colored close to her natural brown. She opened the door and got in the car and then we exchanged a friendly hug.
“Wow, you’ve been working out!” she said, a smile spreading across her cute minx like face.
“Thanks, you look great yourself.” I replied.
We went to eat at Chili’s, one of the few non-fast food places in town and talked about random funny things that had happened since we last talked. I told her of our friend Mark’s latest injuries and she told me of her roommate Jeanne’s recent stupidity. We paid the check then headed back to the dorm. It was empty as I expected, Jeanne was always over at her boyfriend Nick’s lately. This was fine with me honestly because she annoyed me. The dorm was a nice apartment style with a full kitchen, living room and separate bedrooms.
I took up my customary spot on the futon and she sat next to me as she turned on the TV. She flipped though the channels some then stopped on the TV guide channel long enough to find something good. There was a decent movie on in an hour at nine so she changed to that channel and we watched NCIS. During one of the first few commercial breaks she attacked me, trying to tickle me. I turned toward her and caught her wrists in my hands, thwarting her attempt. She lashed out with a foot, using her flexibility to her advantage.
She may have had me beat by miles when it came to flexibility but I was just as fast and significantly stronger. I pulled her toward me, spinning her around and trapping her arms against her chest. “You’re loosing again.” I told her laughing.
“We’ll see…” she replied as she tried to squirm out of my grip.
For several minutes we wrestled with each other, both trying to tickle one another with out getting tickled. Neither of us really succeeded and we both gave up, slightly tired and very tangled. For a while we just stayed there, me sitting upright and her lying in my lap with one arm around my leg.
About halfway though the movie she got up and disappeared into her room, returning a few minutes later in her sleep clothes and with a light blanket. I stretched out and lay on my side as she returned. She sat in front of me and spread out the blanket before pulling it over us and snuggling up against me. I draped my arm over her letting my hand rest just below her breast. She put her hand over mine and pulled it up between her breasts, holding it there tightly. Feeling the swell of her breasts though her thin cotton tee shirt was quickly making me hard, I shifted my hips around a bit trying to make room for my expanding manhood.
With a small murmur she pressed closer to me, wiggling her ass into my crotch, which only made me harder. I moved my hand down her torso until my fingers touched her waistband then slipped my hand under it and into her underwear. I slid my fingers though her hair until I felt the moistness I sought. I pressed first one then two fingers into her wet walls smiling as she cooed and moved her hips against my hand. As she began to grind her hips into my hand her ass rubbed rather pleasantly against my stiff dick and I made the smallest thrusts into her ass. I had been propped up on my other hand but now I brought it around her head and reached down her low cut shirt to caress her breast.
I tweaked and teased her nipple, she was breathing deeply and moaning softly, her hand reached around behind her and made its way into my shorts and boxers. As I leaned down to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear she grasped my cock in her hand and began to stroke it. With her ear still between my teeth I moaned. Giving up my stimulation on her nipple I pressed a third finger into her wet pussy. She turned her head to face me and I met her lips in a desperate kiss. Our hands in and on each other moved franticly now, with both our hips helping the other stimulate us.
I broke our kiss and took my hand from her crotch. Her eyes bore into me, beckoning me to loose myself in their grey pools. Her hand around my cock slowed as she waited to see what I was about to do. I lifted both her hands up above her head and placed them to either side of one of the futons side support bars. I then took off the clothe belt that went with the shorts I wore and tied her wrists together on the other side of the bar so she couldn’t bring her hands down. At that moment, as in many like it before, I saw in her eyes that she was mine to do with as I wanted and that I had her trust. Honestly it is one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.
With her now on her back and her arms stretched above her head I moved over her then down her body until my face was at her crotch. I pulled at her shorts and underwear and she lifted her legs up, folding them to let me pull off her clothes. I tossed the garments away as she lowered her feet to the futon, keeping her legs bent and spreading them slightly. I pushed her legs out, moving my mouth down to her unshaved mound. With her legs spread wide and her knees still bent I placed one hand at the entrance to her cunt, the other on her flat stomach.
Keeping my eyes on hers I slipped two fingers into her and lowered my mouth to her clit, sucking it in and nibbling on it gently. “Oh…” she moaned and her eyes fluttered. “It’s been so long since anyone did that…” she added. I smiled as best as anyone can in that position and began to suck on her clit; I pressed a third finger into her wet pussy. My other hand snaked up to her breast, cupping it firmly as I pleasured her with my hand and mouth. Her hips were pressing up into my face, rocking back and forth.
I slid a fourth finger into her wet walls and she moaned in response. I lifted my head from her clit as I began to move my hand in her faster. I brought my other hand down from her breast to rub her clit as I turned my hand into a fist, pushing all of it into her slowly, letting her pussy get used to the intrusion. She was lifting her hips, trying to get more of my hand in her; her ass was now a couple inches off the ground. I rubbed her clit rhythmically in time with my fist. After a moment I figured she was ready and I opened my hand, just a little, quickly balling it back into a fist. “OH!” she yelped.
Smiling I began to rub her clit faster and harder, at the same time pumping my hand back and forth with in her. My fist opened and closed, my fingers writhing inside her. Now kneeling between her legs I watched her hips tremble with pleasure, I moved my foot under her butt to help hold her up. Her eyes were wide open and various noises of pleasure escaped from between her wide open lips. After a couple minutes what had been coos and moans turned into full blown yells, her body tensed, every muscle flexing, as her eyes bulged. I kept up my stimulation until she began to relax.
I slowly pulled my hand from her, placing it on her pussy which still twitched from her orgasm. She lay there breathing as if she had just come in from a run. Leaning down again I ran my tongue across her pussy, letting it slide between her outer lips and over her clit before trailing kisses up her stomach. I slid my hand up under her shirt as I moved up her body until my hand cupped her breast gently and my lips hovering over hers.
Now my whole body pressed against hers. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest, her smooth legs against mine. My stiff cock pushed against my shorts, pointing down at our feet. I looked into her eyes, those grey pools that I always seemed to get lost in. She looked back at me in that hazy contentment of post orgasm. I brought my lips to hers and we kissed, out tongues dancing and wrestling with in our mouths. I gripped her breast tightly as we kissed. Her breast was the most wonderful soft yet firmness in my hand.
Breaking our kiss I moved to lay behind her again, ignoring my hard on that was still trapped in my shorts with her bare ass pressed up to me. I cupped her breast gently and kissed her neck. “I’m glad you seemed to enjoy that, there’s more where that came from.” I whispered into her ear; she only cooed and relaxed back into my embrace.
To be continued…

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Daddy’s new sex slave

Dad buys a new hypnotizing toy, and he wants to try it out on his stuck up 18 year old daughter. She constantly teases him, with short skirts and tight tops, and he’s had enough

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Harry Potter – Shagging O’Plenty

I am a sinner. I admit I will not be one of the 177 thousand saved when Jesus comes back. I’ve accepted this. So please don’t flame me if the story is too graphic for your (insert religious preference and/or ignorant self-righteousness here) sensibilities. I will simply talk bad about you to everyone I know. It’s freakin Harry Potter fic, man. It’s all in good, naughty, fun. This is smut-fic, so be warned. You all know the disclaimer song- nope, not mine… JK… Scholastic… no money being made, etc. You don’t have to review, but thank you muchly if you do. 🙂