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Camping Fantasy part4

Monday, May 25th, 2009

“I think she liked that.” Debi says through a smile.
“So did I. I don’t know who’s wetter, her or me.” I reply.
Debi suprises me by leaning over and kissing me passionately. Then she
starts licking Karen’s come off my chin and neck. Karen meanwhile is in
her afterglow, watching.
“Just a second.” Debi says. With that she climbs over to her girlfriend
and spreads her legs. I watched, knowing that I was ready again, as Debi
began tounging her friend.
“She’s the wetter one, but not by much.” Debi said after a minute. Then
sitting up and looking at her friend smiling and limp, “Worth it?”
“Ummm, yes!” Karen grinned, then looking at me, “You know, you’re the
first guy that’s EVER been able to get me to come more than once just by
giving me head. The only other person who’s done that is Debi. Shit,
I came three times!”
“I told you he had a wicked tounge.” admonished Debi.
Debi looks over at me, glances at my cock, and told Karen that it looked
like I was ready to go again. Debi moved up and straddleing Karen’s head as
Karen brought her legs up and wide.
Needing no urging, I move into position to fuck Karen. Debi is helping
by holding Karen’s legs up. I reach under Karen and place my hands under
her ass, and lift her up as I plunge down.
Karen’s gasping moan is slightly muffled by Debi’s thighs. I look up at
Debi, and she returns my gaze. Leaning forward, she kisses me and tounges
my lips.
“Fuck her good. She deserves a good hard fuck.” Debi whispers.
I plunge into Karen’s pussy, feeling her wetness against my loins. It’s
hot and steamy with fragrant sex odors in our tent, and we’re all joined in
the pursuit of pleasure. I can see that Karen is concentrating on getting
Debi off, so I relax and enjoy the view, keeping my cock moving slowly in
and out of Karen cunt. I watch in the vauge light and see glistening drops
of Debi-juice on Karen’s chin, so I bend down and lick them up.
Trying her own tricks on her again, I lean over to Debi and whisper in
her ear, “is this what you like? Getting naked an having your girlfriend
bury her face in your twat? You like to rub your cunt all over her face?”
The reaction came immediately. Debi fairly sobs as she clutches me for
support. Grinding her pussy against Karen’s face, I reach up an pinch her
nipples, and this brings another cry from Debi.
“Goddamit!” Debi hisses, “don’t stop you slut! Suck it. Fuck! Don’t
tease me, please! I’m gonna come again.”
Again, I whisper, “That’s it, make her face nice and wet. Rub that juicy
wet cunt of yours all over her mouth. I bet you’d like her to eat my cum
out of your pussy too.”
This time Debi pulls me to her, burying her face in my shoulder to keep
from shouting. Making noises into my shoulder, Debi’s body is rocked by
shudder after shudder, each time, crying out. Each time, her hips move
jerkily over Karen’s mouth. When it’s all over, Karen slides out from under
Debi, and Debi collapses on the floor. I look over at Karen, sitting there
smiling at Debi. She looks at me, and I see that her face is soaked with
Debi’s come. I move over to Karen, and kiss her, thanking her for making
Debi happy. I lick her chin and cheeks, using a finger to place some of
the tasty come on one of her large dark nipples. As I do, the nipple
hardens, and I lick it to full attention.
“What about you?” Karen asks. “You haven’t come yet.”
“You want to remedy that?” I ask.
“What do you want me to do?”
Smiling, I ask Debi if she want to help us get off. Reluctant to give up
her afterglow, but willing to please us both, she agrees.
“What do want us to do?” Debi asks.
“All Karen has to do is sit right there.” I reply, “and let me come in her
mouth like I did with you tonight.”
“OK.” Debi says, “what do you want me to do?”
“You kneel next to Karen, and jack me off into her mouth. Sit close to
her so she can pinch your nipples and play with your pussy.”
As we shifted positions, Karen fastened her mouth on my cock, and sat back
with her arms behind her, half reclining. Debi first started slowly stroking
my shaft, then pulling it out of Karen’s mouth, she sucked it for a minute.
Karen protested and Debi gave it back. Debi used her free hand to twist a
nipple on Karen and I could see her hips move in resonse.
“Do you talk to Karen like you talk to me?” I ask.
“No.” Was Debi’s reply, “ususally I talk dirtier to her. After all, she’s
my best friend and she knows I’m trying to turn her on.”
“That’s ’cause you’re such a horny fucking slut.’ Karen replied.
“Look who’s sitting naked in a tent, sucking off a guy after licking my
pussy. You’re the horny slut, bitch. You’re the one who taught me to like
the taste of a guy’s come. You’d lick his cum off my clit wouldn’t you?”
Karen, obviously turned on, was trying to suck my cock down her throat,
and Debi’s hand was in the way. Debi let go and watched Karen swallow my
cock all the way down. Then I saw a gleam in Debi’s eye. She brought up
the dildo, and placed it in her own pussy. Karen continued her sucking not
seeing Debi. After a few moments, Debi told Karen to lift her ass up, and
she slides the dildo up Karen’s ass. Karen pauses her sucking to groan but
quickly resumes with a passion.
“You like that up your ass?” Debi asks. “You like sucking off a guy while
I fuck your asshole with a dildo? A nice, thick hard rod up your fucking
ass makes you feel horny doesn’t it?
Debi is fingering Karen’s pussy with one hand and trying to jack me off
with the other. Karen, overwhelmed a bit, pulls away to moan and gasp.
Debi leans down an gently bits and tugs at a nipple.
“You bitch!” Karen hisses “Suck my tits. I’m gonna make you lick all his
come off my tits. Then I’m going to fuck him right in front of your face.
I’m gonna make him come all over my twat while you watch.”
“No” Debi replies, “I’m going to pull his cock out of you when he comes,
and let him come in my mouth. Then I’m going to grab your face and kiss you
so you while he fucks your slut cunt some more.”
The talk finally got to me.
“He’s about to come Karen, get your mouth on his cock. Let him come in
your mouth. Oh God it’s getting big!”
While Debi kept stroking, I felt the rush starting. The first blast of
jism came rushing into Karen’s mouth full and hard. It must have been a lot
for Karen had to pull back. The second wave came out as Karen was inches
from my cock. The sperm hit her mouth and the side of her face making thick
white bunches on her skin.
Debi pushed Karen back up, while bringing my cock down. As I looked Karen
was cupping her tits like Debi had. The next spurt felt like it came from
my toes, with Debi pumping it out. This landed on the end of Karen’s chin and
seemed to hang there. The next one was a gusher like the first, and this one
hit Karen squarely half way up her left tit. About the same time, the drop on
her chin landed just above her right nipple. Debi then aimed my cock at
Karen’s hands, and I fired my last great wad right on Karen’s left nipple.
Debi took that time to suck on me too, as I watched Karen’s reaction. She
was sitting there, come all over her tits smiling and not moving. I learned
why seconds later.
Debi turned to her friend, whose tits were literally covered with my jizz.
Debi looked puzzled for a moment then said “My fantasy?”
Karen nodded yes, and Debi without hesitation stood up as Karen reclined
against me. Debi spread her pussy and started rubbing her bared clit against
Karen’s jism soaked nipple. Karen returned the favor by pushing her tit into
Debi’s pussy, trying to fuck her with it.
Debi stopped after a minute and knelt beside Karen and stuck out her
tounge. Karen, taking her hand with my jism on it pushed it into Debi’s face.
Debi lapped her hand like a lost puppy, all the while fingering herself.
Karen then grabbed Debi’s face rubbed it against her tits. Finally she
pushes Debi onto her back and straddles her hips, pausing with a smile on
her face. Making a kissing movement with her lips, Debi partially sat up
to kiss her friend. Then I saw Karen open her mouth just above Debi’s and my
first wad of cum flowed from her mouth onto Debi’s tounge. Karen then pushed
Debi back and dribbled the last of it down her chin onto Debi’s nipples.
“You want a tit fuck?” Karen asked as she slid her wet pussy over Debi’s
nipple. “Bitch, you really like that cum-kiss didn’t you? You’re such a
fucking slut, did you like rubbing your cunt on my cum-soaked tits? I bet
it got you off. I bet you want me to make your tits wet with my come now.”
Debi just smiled and relaxed. Finally, Karen relaxed too.
“I love you.” Karen says to Debi.
“I love you too.” Debi replies, then to me, “and I love you too.”
“Oh!” Karen suddenly perks up. “What’re we going to do for tomorrow nite?”
“It’s Rich’s turn.” I reply. “I don’t think I’ll be able to handle this
two nights in a row.”
“Men.” Karen says, “they just can’t take us in twos.”
As the girls cuddle and talk in conspiritorial tones, I drift off to a
quiet blissful sleep, hoping secretly that the plans Rich and I had for the
girls tomorrow won’t kill us both.

Pregnant woman gets a treat

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

I walked around until I was standing in back of Kei, and I slid her shirt
off her shoulders and removed it, leaving her bare chest visisble to Lee.
He stared and whistled under his breath. “Would you like to see more?” I
asked Lee. Of course he said he did, so I slid Kei’s skirt down her legs.
She was now completely naked. I asked Lee what he would like to do with
her. His eyes lit up, and he motioned me over. I walked over next to him,
and he wispered something my ear that Kei could not hear. Then, we stepped
apart and I said, loud for Kei to hear, “Ok – anything you want.”
I told Kei to get down on her hands an knees on the floor. Then, I got a
cloth and tied it around her eyes so she couldn’t see anything at all. I
left her and Lee there and went into the other room for a minute and
returned with a vibrator. Of course, Kei couldn’t see it. I handed it to
Lee and said “Ok, she’s all yours.”
I went over and sat in the couch, far enough away to not disturb them, but
close enough to watch. Lee turned on the vibrator and gnetly touched the
tip to her pussy, startling her. He told her “Just relax”, as he slowly
pushed it farther into her cunt. He left it there for a minute, vibrating
away. Then, he began to slide it in and out. This soon had an effect on
her – she started to inhale sharply as it entered her. I closed my eyes,
just listening to the beautiful sound of Kei’s moaning as she got closer and
closer to orgasm. She was still on her hands and knees, but now she was
rocking back and forth. She looked like she would start to cum any minute
now. I got up and quietly went over to her. I lied down on my back next to
her so my head was underneath her chest. As soon as she started to cum, I
grabbed one of her breasts in my hand, brought her nipple to my mouth and
started to suck for all I was worth. This was totally unexpected to her,
and the new sensation sent her farther away into her own world. I gave her
tit one final squeeze and went back to sit down before her blindfold came
off and she saw what happened. Lee removed the vibrator, and took the
blindfold off. She collapsed onto the carpet, still panting.

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Thursday, May 7th, 2009

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The Art of the Kiss

Monday, April 20th, 2009

His lips breathe softly over hers; the merest hint of a touch. They do not linger,
but pull back, so his eyes could gaze into her faraway eyes. She smiled slowly,
leaning into him. Their lips connected, embraced, teasing—nuzzling lightly. His
tongue flicked out to trace the sensuous outline of her lip. Her own tongue flicked
out to meet his own, tempting him further. He pulled back his tongue, closing his lips.
He taunted her unmercifully, making her moan slightly. She leaned further into him,
greedy for his kiss. Languorously, he nuzzled, softly brushing his lips. Her mouth
opened in reflex, silently begging for a more intimate attention. With a low moan, his
tongue entered her softly. He flicked at her own tongue, before exploring her upper palate,
her teeth, her cheek. Slowly he made his way around, languidly. Her arms wrapped
around his neck, as her chest pressed into his. She did her best to entice him,
to draw him further, but he held back. She whimpered in need, and he smiled into her
lips. His actions became more energetic. Teeth nipped at her lips, before suckling
on her tongue, pulling it into his mouth. She returned the heightened ardor, nipping
on his own lip, sucking it into her mouth before releasing it. As he did, his hands
roamed lightly over her back, caressing her before pulling her even closer to him. She
leaned into him eagerly, their tongues rolling over the other’s like acrobats at play.
They exchanged breath. Fingers tightened on each other’s bodies. They pulled apart
slowly, smiling.

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Pregnant An Erotic Story part2

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

Daryll seemed awfully impressed, spreading my legs to check
this out first hand. Forcing his face between my thighs, he
began licking at my pussy, doing his puppy dog routine. Long
licks, loud licks, the kind that made me squirm. His stubbly
cheeks scraped the insides of my thighs, driving me even crazier.
“Oh, Daryll!”
He pulled my legs over his shoulder, driving his tongue up
in my pussy as far as he could. The orgasm this time was
stronger, longer lasting. I had to hold my stomach while I rode
out each wave, the baby not liking to be disturbed by Mommy like
this.
“Aren’t you ready yet?” I asked, moving my legs off his
shoulder so he could stand. I left my legs spread wide; if I was
going to be wanton, I may as well do a good job of it. “I need
you to fuck me.”
“Yes Ma’am.” He dropped his pants, his erection sticking
straight out. While I ordinarily didn’t get excited by the sight
of a man’s penis, I did love to see Daryll’s erection, knowing
that I was the cause of it. “Maybe you should lie on the coffee
table,” he said, eying my big belly. “I think that will work
better.”
I blushed, but I was used to having to make concessions to
my stomach. Of course, laying down made the baby more active,
but I didn’t care. Right now I needed to feel Daryll’s hard
shaft inside me, and would do what I needed to do to get it. He
helped me lie back on the table, kneeling at the end of the table
between my legs. Planting a big kiss on my belly, he slid inside
me.

2

I can never describe the delight I feel when my man enters
me. The need, the itch, if you will, deep inside, is finally
scratched, stroked, but as satisfying as it is, it makes you burn
for more. Each stroke made me crazier; squirming with delight.
Anywhere he touched, my skin burned; the pleasure and desire
spiraling back to where our bodies joined. And when the climax
comes, the satisfaction of having his hardness inside kills the
itch, quenches the need. I feel my body clenching him, pulling
him deep, milking his cock to complete the whole process.
Groaning, calling my name, he collapsed on me, resting his
head on my belly. As though on cue, the baby pushed at his head,
my stomach suddenly distorting before my eyes. “You are some
kind of woman,” he whispered, ignoring the baby.
I smiled; my body finally relaxing. Twisting my hands into
his hair, we lay together; enjoying the way our bodies felt
against one another, the delight of flesh against flesh. The
baby even seemed to quiet down; accepting finally that Mommy had
a life, too. My back even felt good, laying against the hard
table. Closing my eyes; I drifted off to sleep, feeling content.

3

Carols First Threesome part3

Friday, March 6th, 2009

trimmed her pussy hair fairly close so that her lips showed up nicely.

Her lips were pouting and wet, and she smiled at me again.

“Just to see if you still taste as good,” she said, and then went
down on her knees while I stood there by the side of the bed, and the
next thing I knew she was licking away at my pouty cunt lips.

Bill was sitting on the edge of the bed and he was watching. He was
looking more than happy. Well, most men would have looked happy to have
seen two naked women there, with one of them licking away at the others
cunt.

I felt a thrill go through me as Jane’s wet tongue lapped away at my
pussy lips. Then, she was just poking away inside me with the tip of her
tongue, pushing just the tip inside my cunt, getting a taste of my hot
sweet juices.

After a minute or so, during which time she gave me a couple of good
orgasms, she stood up and licked her lips.

“You taste as good as ever,” she said.

“I want a taste,” said Bill.

“You can suck her out later,” said Jane, steering me toward the bed.
“Right now, Carol here wants to feel that cock of yours inside her cunt,
that’s right, isn’t it Carol?”

“Yes, I’d like that,” I said.

“Okay, come here and get fucked,” said Bill.

“How do you want it?” asked Jane.

“Well, Jane,” I said. “It would be nice if you sat on my face so
that I could suck you out, while Bill fucked my pussy with his lovely
cock.”

“Now, that’s what I call a good idea,” said Jane.

I smiled and nodded, and I was pleased that she was going along with
what I wanted. This really was a secret desire come true, and I was sure
I was really going to enjoy every single thing that happened to me
during the course of the night.

I lay flat on my back, and then Jane moved up the bed and within a
few seconds she was crouched over my face, so that by looking up I could
see every single detail of her pussy.

Large drops of pussy juice were dripping down from her cunt, and
these were soon splashing over my face, and those drops were hot and
lovely. I opened my mouth and some fell inside and I drank them down
…. They tasted as good as ever.

Bill was watching all this. That is the good thing about a
threesome. A man has so much to watch. It must be a real turn on for a
man to see all that.

Anyway, she was above my face and her hot cunt was dripping juice,
and I was drinking it down making my own pussy produce gobs of juice of
it’s own.

Then Jane sat all the way down smothering my mouth with her pungent
pussy. It gave me both the opportunity and the pleasure to snake my
tongue up into her cunt and begin licking her out.

I heard her shout with joy as my tongue went up inside her, and soon
she was shaking like mad, proving that my efforts were making her cum
again and again.

I sucked away, lapped away up there inside her nice tasty pussy
hole, and then I felt something that made me have a huge climax.

What I felt was the head of a huge cock against my cunt lips, and
that is the sensation that will give any woman a mind blowing orgasm.

That cockhead of Bills was all purple, hot and huge, throbbing as he
pushed it gently against my pussy lips. I felt him increase the
pressure, then felt my lips part and my cunt cream flood and cover that
…End of the part3. To be continued..

cbswing

Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009

Hi All,

We are a white married couple looking to meet friends who
enjoy good, clean, hot, adult fun. We swing only as a couple and
enjoy swinging with other white couples (21-45), single bi-females
(all ages) and select single males (21-35).

We thought we would tell you a little more about ourselves and
what we like so you can get a little better idea about us.

Carol is 31 years old 5′4″, 38C and multi-orgasmic and bi.
She has had many bi experiences that she has really enjoyed and
likes when the female that joins us as a couple or single is bi or
bi-curious. She also enjoys trying new, exciting and different
things with other females. Carol is open about bi however, she is
not pushy about it.

We’ve told you about Carol and her bi interest, now about her
other side. First, Carol is great in bed. She gives excellent
head to another guy but doesn’t like to swallow when he climaxes.
She prefers to have him climax on her instead of in her mouth. She
knows how to use her hands real well during foreplay and while
she’s giving head. She loves intercourse and likes all different
positions. In fact her best orgasms are during penetration, that’s
when she likes to cum best. Her multiple orgasms during
penetration are an exciting experience for all. Over all, Carol is
very hot and fun to be with. She also enjoys taking two guys on at
once. Carol enjoys making it with another guy while her husband
watches and then also joins in. Carol likes many different
positions and has a few when being penetrated a certain way that
really send her into sheer ecstasy. She enjoys having a guy give
her head, but she likes it gentle, in fact, she doesn’t like it
when the guy is rough at all. She is not really into greek but on
occasion likes two cocks in her pussy at the same time.

Now about Bill, he’s 33 years old 6′2″, strait and somewhat
open-minded. There isn’t much he doesn’t like as long as it is
nothing with pain. He enjoys getting head and giving head to a
female especially if her juices are sweet. Giving pleasure to a
female is something that he really enjoys. He loves breasts of all
sizes and shapes and loves to caress them, kiss them and even
climax between or on them if the girl doesn’t mind. Also, after he
cums his cock remains hard for quite a while and usually doesn’t go
down after he cums, this way he can keep going to satisfy the lady
over and over. He is easy going and not rough when with a female
and respects her limits. He enjoys two women at the same time. He
thinks it’s neat to have beauty all around and running your hands
like a kid through a bowl of candy not knowing which piece to take
first and trying to take it all. He enjoys watching two females
enjoying each other and also enjoys watching another guy make it
with Carol while he sits back and watches. He enjoys watching X
rated movies and so does Carol. We’re also both open to games that
end up getting everyone undressed and even fondling throughout the
game. We also like low lit rooms that help make the atmosphere
more enjoyable.

All in all we are an easy going couple, who enjoy good, clean,
fun sex. We’re not into drugs (of any kind), pain or anything
real, real kinky but are open minded to new and different things.
We also don’t mind drinking and drink ourself but definitely don’t
like loud rough drunks.

Hopefully all this information helps you feel more comfortable
with us and shows you we are for real and looking for some fun get
togethers.

Anyway, we’d like to find out more about anyone who is
interested in meeting with us based on our likes and dislikes and
then possibly set up a get together. Because of our schedules we
prefer to entertain. Let us know if you can travel to Columbia S.C
for a get together. If not we could possibly travel half way and
can also occasionally do some limited traveling. Columbia, SC
would work out better and give us more flexibility to set something
up the first time and also for additional get togethers. If you’d
like we can first meet at a small lounge for a drink and then when
everyone is comfortable come on back to our house. We have a VCR
player in both the living room and bed room. We can get naked as
the night progresses and once everyone feels comfortable we can
start swinging, swapping, having threesomes and foursomes as the
night goes on. We can do as much as we all want to and try to
fulfill everyone’s fantasies and desires through out the night. So
what do you think? Sounds like fun, doesn’t it?

Again, let me assure you we are a for real couple who is
looking for friends who enjoy friendship and good clean hot adult
fun. We hope you are interested in getting together with us. Drop
us a note or e-mail to Pretty Kitty here on Options BBS telling us
a little more about yourselves and what you like, dislike and any
other information that you feel would interest us. We also prefer
to exchange photos prior to getting together, we are not into photo
collecting but do like to get an idea of what the couple, female or
male is like (we also return all photos when requested and ask the
same when we send ours, you can send nude or clothed and we will
send what we receive). If you write to us at our P.O. Box, please
send a photo, if you have a GIF on file we will gladly download it.

Ours will be on the system shortly. If you’re comfortable and want
us to call you ASAP to set something up or talk before we swap
photos then you can also include your phone number in your response
to us if you like and we’ll give you a call.

Again, we are a for real couple and eager to hear from you
about possibly getting together real soon.

Sexually Yours,
Carol & Bill
P.O. Box 280293
Columbia, South Carolina 29228


BOUNDFN2COM Comments on “Bound for Fun I II part2

Monday, February 23rd, 2009

IN> or even if they had mutual friends in the scene, or were or had been
IN> lovers (or whatever you call ‘em -play partners?) might make this more
IN> believable. If you follow a.s.b at all, a huge amount of the talk is

Maybe that part, I didn’t make clear in the story. June had made VERY
extensive checks on “Jones” before bringing her daughter over. she had
not only checked him out, but had talked to several of his “bottoms”, and
even observed a couple of his “training” sessions, as a helper, and once
she had let him demonstrate on her, though it wasn’t her “bag” so to speak.
By the time the story starts, the two were good friends, and he had been
teaching her things to use on her daughter, as Lynn had fallen for the
whole bondage-thing through reading about it. After a while though, second-
hand, amateur knowledge wasn’t enough, and Lynn had asked to be introduced
to an expert.

LYNN was a trusting soul, and had never been really hurt in her life.
She had NEVER been abused, not even by a school-bully. She thought
EVERYONE was like the people in the stories she read, caring and thinking
about the other person, even when designing tortures for them, so that
in the end, the recipient always loves the “master” for what he/she does.
Lynn, to put it bluntly, was a romantic.

Her mother June, was anything but. She would go to great lengths to
protect her daughter, and had the personality, and ability to do it.
She’s as tough as a marine drill-sergeant, and could lick double her
weight in professional bar-bouncers. She would do anything to give
Lynn what she felt the girl needed, and if it was a professional B&D
experience, or a baby in the belly, she would see to it.

Perhaps there’s another thing I didn’t make clear, though there are
hints all through the story. “Joe” was a “professional” By that,
I mean he did it for a living. He was good, because he had to be.
He had a business, and he advertised, and he relied on repeat business.
June wouldn’t have set this up with anyone else. He did enjoy his
work, but nobody who gets into THAT line of work does so, if they
don’t like it. Joe prided himself on giving the customer EXACTLY
what he/she ordered. If they wanted to be marked for 3 days, Joe
provide welts and abrasions that would be not noticeable by that
dreaded 4-day-from-now meeting. His customers relied on him, and
he supplied. Joe wasn’t the “best” top in the city, but he was the
best “professional” one. All the others who were any good, did it
for personal pleasure, and quite often paid for the privilege, or
had a “stable” of “bottoms” to work with. Word-of-mouth sort of thing.

IN> about the building of trust, the reliance on trust, and the fantastic
IN> feelings of letting go __after you really trust a person (in many
IN> cases literally with your life.) But the trust always comes first, at
IN> least in the success stories. But that’s real life, or as close as
IN> the world of BD gets to real life, so maybe my comments do not apply
IN> here.

As I said, Lynn trusted EVERYBODY. Really TRUSTED them.
NOT a good idea, as the second story points out.

IN> As always, please take my comments as coming from a completely
IN> friendly direction, and not meant as criticisms of your views or
IN> positions, just as my suggestions for possible improvements in the
IN> story.

I do, I DO!

IN> Finally, I have a question to ponder. You and I like this story. Who
IN> else will? Is it silly to consider the “market” for a story which
IN> will eventually be immortalized on the net, and never see any other
IN> form of publication? What I fear is that the pedo interest may be
IN> squicked by the BD content, the BD types may be squicked by the pedo
IN> content, and the consent concerns I blathered on about above, and
IN> surely somebody will be bothered to learn that people’s mothers have
IN> an interest in sex, or have ever participated. Just something to
IN> think about. I suppose we could put it on the net, when you have
IN> edited as much as you want to, and see what kind of reaction it
IN> brings. I would be interested to see.

THAT doesn’t bother me. SOME people out there will like it.
There are LOTS of stories out there that I don’t like, and
I ignore them. I expect others to do likewise, with these two.

IN> I am looking forward to the next story you are trying to recover. I
IN> will reread this one this week, and probably send you a short list of
IN> spelling and other typographical errors that I noticed, which probably
…End of the part2. To be continued..

The Lighthouse’s Tale MF Rom Tragedy part2

Monday, February 9th, 2009

whom he was going to marry.

“And he was to marry
A girl who shown with beauty and light
And they loved each other
And with me watched the sun set into nights.”

Sarah. I remember the first time I saw her. She stood on the prow of a wooden
fishing ship leaving the bustling docks then traveled through the bay that lay
behind me. Sarah’s long skirt floated out behind her, as did her shining,
unbound hair. I could feel the wind myself. There was a brightness and pure
joy to her smile. The ship slowed as it dropped a dory. A few of the seaman
helped her down into it, where she rowed herself to us.

She scrambled to shore, and rushed into Joe’s arms. I think if I had had arms, I
would have wrapped them around them. It was obvious how much they loved
each other. He led her up to me, and I felt her soft fingers caress my doorway.
“Our home.” Joseph whispered. Sarah’s fingers brushed over the tables,
cushions, furnishings; my walls. I was smooth, clean and bright. She twirled
towards him and smiled. “I love it,” she said. “It’s beautiful, Joseph.”

They sat and talked, ate and planned. I watched them walk out along the now
choppy shoreline, hand in hand. As dusk fell, he pulled her up to my balcony,
carrying a blanket. He lit my lamp and curled up with her against my wall.

Their warmth spread against my cool exterior, as they watched the sun set over
the bay and how Aurora painted the sky in luscious, romantic colors and how it
played over the sails of the ships returning for the night. When the final ray of
sun caught the tip of my light, the ship that dropped her off set anchor and
awaited her dory. Sarah would snuggle into Joseph with a sigh, and he would
lead her down to the shore, where she made her short row back to the ship.

This was their habit for the weekends; her father, who was a fisherman, would
drop her in a dory to visit with Joseph, and pick her back up at the sun’s last
rays. And every evening, before they left, they would watch the sunset on my
balcony.

“She’d had to leave us
My keeper he prayed for her safe return
But when the night came
The weather to a raging storm had turned.”

One Saturday evening, the weather grew rough. They watched from my
balcony as the waves beat against the jagged rocks, the wind twisting Sarah’s
unbound hair and slapping it against my sides. They watched as ships bounced
on the choppy waves and as the sky turned grey and chill, Joseph turned on my
light. They saw her father’s ship fight to get closer to the island, so the dory
wouldn’t get swamped. Joe begged Sarah, “Wave your father off, I’ll row you
to shore myself in the morning.” She kissed him softly. “I want my first night
here to be our wedding night. I can wait. It will be soon.”

He hugged her tightly, and then led her down the stairs. I watched as he placed
her in the dory, kissing her once more. I wished for a voice then, to scream, to
let them know this was no ordinary storm. But I have no voice, and I watched
in distress as her father’s boat was getting pushed by the wind closer and closer
to my shore.

“He watched her ship fight
But in vain against the wild and terrible wind
And me so helpless
As dashed against the rocks she met her end.”

Joseph stood on the shore, watching her dory pitch and swale in the rough
water. Sarah became drenched as the cold rain started to pour down, nearly
flooding the small dory. Joseph yelled into the wind, calling her back, but the
wind tore his voice away.

Her father’s ship started to list, and its bow scraped the rocks on my shore. He
shifted his sails and managed to get back off, but further away from the
struggling dory. The wind began to twist, and even my solid walls began to
quake. Sarah and the dory were flung about like a feather in the breeze. Her
small boat, nearly submerged finally pulled along side her father’s ship. The
ship moved to block the wind, so she might climb on board, the dory lost, when
a particularly nasty gust pushed the boat sideways into my shore. It listed
under the weight of the wet sails. The port side- the side that Sarah had been
climbing- smashed against the rocks. Quickly, the ship sunk beneath the
violent waves as it was torn apart and dragged out to sea.

Joseph ran to the shore, screaming.The storm howled around him as he
searched frantically along the shore. He sought all night as the storm raged.
then on the next day.

“my keeper found her
washed up on the shore
he kissed her cold face
that they’d be together soon he swore. ”

I saw her before he did, her pale, limp body, tossed up on the shore in the first
light of dawn. Joseph was still circling the shore. It was a bright morning and
the sun glistened in her golden hair. He came upon her and fell to his knees at
her side. He brushed the sand from her face. I saw him whisper to her as he
leaned over her slight body and kissed her cheek.

He stumbled away, then turned and walked toward me with grim determined
steps, his face pale and his eyes red from crying and the wind. He reached the
shed and pulled out his shovel before returning to her side.

His tears consecrated the ground to his love as he dug her burial place in the
sand. He lifted her gently, kissed her one last time before placing the sand on
her final resting place.

He left the shovel on top of her sandy grave and trudged back toward me. He
looked up at me, squinting in the now bright sun. He slowly climbed the stairs
to my tower. He sat for a moment, in their usual sunset spot. I felt the wet
warmth of his back.

He stood then took a few steps forward and opened the safety grate to my
railing. I wish I could have closed it. I wish I could have stopped him. He
pressed his body against my side one last time, his fingers gently touching my
face, as if to say goodbye then he ran off the edge of the balcony to land on the
rocks below.

“I saw him crying
Watched as he buried her in the sand
Then climbed my tower
And off the edge of me he ran.

I am a lighthouse
Born by the weather and the waves
And though I am empty
I still warn the sailors on their way.”

I am alone now. Some people even say I am haunted. A new-fangled
automated system replaced my oil lamps, so no one need stay with me
anymore. Majestic sailing ships don’t pass by my shore much these days, just
motor boats speeding past.

I will not forget the happiness I saw, that I shared. As long as I stand, their
love will be remembered.

*thanks to Poison Ivan for the Edits! *
Copyright Dryad (gbbjg@yahoo.com) 2002 http://www.asstr.org/~Dryad

Homecoming part2

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

Just touch me.” She murmured low, cautious of waking her son. He
wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, then lifted
her up in his arms. Swiftly he carried her to the bedroom, and
laid her out on their bed.

“You have no idea how many times I pictured you like this.” He
said.

He leaned over her, kissing her passionately again, her arms
wrapping themselves around his neck then down the tight muscles
of his back.

It was then she felt it, the hard ridge of a scar over his left
shoulder blade. She broke off the kiss suddenly and asked him
quietly. “Is this why you’re home?” in a small, scared voice.
She watched him nod in the half light. She clung to him harder,
realizing how close she was to losing him.

“I promised I’d come home.” He whispered. His eyes looked
suspiciously bright, but it was only a moment before his head
dipped to her breast again, nuzzling their warm curves before
taking it into his mouth. His fingers danced across her skin,
remembering each curve, each dimple. His tongue followed suit
and her hands reached for his shorn scalp. She wiggled beneath
him, until he found her core. She whimpered. It felt so good,
but it had been so long. She pulled on his shoulders, pulling
him up against her length.

“Please just make love to me. I’ve missed you so much…” She
breathed.

He pressed gently but insistently at her center, his arms
supporting his weight over her. He slid smoothly into her.
Slowly he built her up, then stop when he felt her getting to
close. She pulled the pillow over her face, alternating muffled
screams with deep moans. Finally in frustration with his
teasing, she pressed him back, riding him hard, fast until she
screamed unmuffled in climax then fell forward onto his chest.
Sean pulled her into his arms, and pulled the comforter over
them.

“Mommy, are you okay?” Michael came in dragging his blanket. “I
thought I heard you yell.” His eyes opened wide when he saw his
father in bed. He dropped his blanket and launched himself at
Sean.

“DADDY!! I knew you’d be here! I knew you’d be here!” Sean
hugged the little boy close to his chest.

“And how did you know that, Kiddo?”

“Well, you promised that you’d get me a gift from over there.
And well, Santa isn’t here yet, and we haven’t fed the
reindeer…”

“Well, then, I guess we better hurry and put out those oats! We
don’t want Santa to forget whose house this is!” He smiled at
her over his head. “Let me get some clothes on, Mikey, and go
get your coat on.” Michael scampered out of the room.

“I’ll just be a few minutes.” He leaned over and kissed her,
then pulled on his pants and grabbed a coat from the closet. In
the light, she could see the large scar, and she shivered in
fear. How he survived from such a large hit was beyond her, but
she thanked God that he was back with her. Cursed the Army for
not letting her know he was wounded, but knowing Sean, he’d
asked them not to tell her, to spare her worry.

After they came back up, and a potty break, Sean tucked Michael
into bed, reminding him that Santa couldn’t come if he wasn’t
asleep.

“I love you daddy.” He murmured quietly.

“I love you too.” He whispered over him and he kissed Michael’s
cheek.

Once he was out, Sean went into their bedroom, and pulled the
Christmas presents out of the closet.
…End of the part2. To be continued..