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Posted:Aug 27, 2017 8:09 am
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Happy Sunday everyone, I hope its a great day and everyone has some lusty adventures.
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Posted:Aug 12, 2016 10:58 am
Last Updated:Aug 27, 2017 8:13 pm
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Don't know what to type but want to make sure I get the points so typing this. More later if I have an epiphany...or maybe even just a curious thought.
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Chapter 3
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Posted:Jul 19, 2016 1:12 pm
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 12:50 pm
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Gabby continued to cum like a geyser, squirting and convulsing with an intensity she had never reached before. Brad was very skilled with his tongue and his fingers as he lapped up her juice and fingered both her pussy and her sweet ass as he did. "Oh FUCK YES, fuck my slut pussy" Gabrielle moaned as Brad lifted his head and removed his fingers from her. "Patience my little minx, patience." he said as his hand moved up and settled on her throat and slowly cut off her air supply. "SMACK" she gasped as his hand struck her tits. The stinging shot through her like an electrical charge and she came in a huge convulsion just as lightning flashed and there was a loud crash of thunder that seemed like it was just out the window. Gabby's pussy was aching to be fucked as Brad slowly choked her into a state of semi-consciousness.
When she regained her senses her wrists were bound and tied above her head to the headboard. She as on her knees and had a pillow a few centimeters in front of her. "Nice of you join me." Brad whispered into her ear when "SMACK" and the electrical charge of a flogger striking her ass. Ten more times he smacked her ass, Gabby was weeping and cumming and her ass was glowing pink. "That's a good slut and such a sweet ass. Does my little minx want a big cock in her ass?" "OH GOD YES, fuck my ass, fuck my cunt, fuck my face, just fuck me. Make me a three hole slut." Before she could finish Brad's cock was sliding into her waiting ass. Slowly at first, Gabrielle squirting with each stroke as he drove into her. He grabbed her hair and used it like reins as he drove his hard cock into her sweet ass, Gabby cumming, convulsing and crying with ecstasy, passion and pent up lust. She started to cum in waves and didn't even realize that at some point Brad had pulled out and cut her hands away from the headboard. He flipped her over onto her stomach and started to slap her clit with his hard cock. "Come on slut, soak my cock." As if on command Gabby started to squirt again, having no idea how she could possibly have any fluid still inside her. When the tap finally ran dry Brad stood up and moved around to Gabby's mouth. Grabbing the back of her head he slid his cock into her mouth and pressed it against the back of her throat. Like a true siren Gabby obliged and took his thick cock into her throat. "Oh yeah baby, milk that cock." Brad gasped as he came deep inside her throat. "Fucking right baby, so good." he panted as he stepped around her and buried his face in her pussy once again. He licked and fingered her to many more orgasms. Gabby begged him to fuck her the whole time and he continued to lick. Finally giving in to Gabby's desire he sat up and placed his hard cock against her pussy. "Do you want this?" he said teasingly as he rubbed his cock against her pussy and clit. "Yes please." she purred as he finally slid his hard cock into her waiting pussy. Brad pounded her while she moaned, groaned, convulsed, cried and came. Her body was electric with lust as pounded her harder and groaned as he came deep inside her cunt. "Oh fuck that's a sweet pussy." he muttered as he rolled to the side and attempted to catch his breath. "Thank you, I so needed that, I love that you made me a three hole slut." she said between deep breaths and the beginnings of starting to get up. "A deposit in all three of your holes." he said with a grin as cum ran out of her ass and down her leg.
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Chapter 2
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Posted:Jun 23, 2016 2:36 pm
Last Updated:Jun 25, 2016 11:24 am
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For the next two hours Gabrielle laughed flirted and felt like there might be hope to sometime love again. Then, just like the first time Xavier kissed her deeply and walked out of her life. "Well Fuck, a perfectly good lightning storm wasted." she said loudly to herself not realizing that there were numerous people around. She sighed heavily and checked her phone. A message from the boys wishing her good luck and a message that they had put cab fare in her purse. Gabrielle looked at the time. 1:22 am. She decided to have one more drink and sat down at the bar. After a mediocre ceasar she grabbed her purse and stood up. She took one last look around and decided to go outside and see if there were any cabs around before calling one.
She stepped outside, thankful for the foresight to bring a wrap. It wasn't raining anymore but the lightning and thunder crashed and flashed in the night. "Hola Gabby, how's it going? Having a good night?" She turned to see a guy who looked vaguely familiar but had no idea who he was. "I'm good, thanks. Time to go home now." She responded to this very compelling and interesting man. He wasn't particularly good looking but not bad...but his eyes and his energy were very interesting. He smiled at her and replied. "I'm Brad, we met at the party earlier tonight." Blushing Gabrielle replied. "Was it that obvious?" "No, I just was so surprised that I remembered your name and there was a bit of cocking of your head." He said with a great big smile. "I'm flattered that you remembered my name." smirking and crinkling up her eyes a little to show interest. Then, without thinking she continued "Only cocking I'm getting lately guess I'd better enjoy it." His face went about three shades of pink before he let loose a huge belly laugh and Gabby realized what she had said. "Oh my God, Fuck, I'm sorry, oh, uh." He managed to get his laughter under control enough between gasps for breath and aftershock chuckles to say. "No worries and without trying to be crass, that is a crying shame. You are a gorgeous young woman." He said it so sincerely that you almost didn't realize he was trying to pick you up.
The door to the hotel room had barely clicked closed when they were on each other like wildebeests, kissing, grinding and groping each other in a flurry of exploration and lust. They made their way over to the bed. Brad spun Gabby around and pushed her up against the wall. Grinding his ever hardening cock against her sweet ass. His left hand around her curvy waist while his right hand explored her ample breasts. "Oh fuck yes, that's what I want. Make me your slut. Make me your toy, use me. I need to be fucked." Gabby moaned as she twitched with delight. "You want me to fuck you hard?" he said quietly into her ear. "Fuck me like I'm a $20 dollar . Use me." she whimpered back.
The SMACK resonated around the room when he slapped her ass with an open hand. She gasped and twitched and begged for more as he pulled her dress up over her stinging ass and spanked her again. A tear formed in her eye and he leaned around and licked it off her cheek. His hand reached around her throat and held her head still. "How long has it been since your sweet little pussy has been fucked?" She whispered "11 months." He smiled as he walked over to the closet and opened a small suitcase. A moment later she jumped with shock and lust as he turned on a magic wand vibrator and pressed it against her clit. She didn't even realize that he had taken her dress off she was so distracted by the pulses of lust and pleasure that emanated from every molecule in her body and were being fed by the vibrator and Brad. One hand worked the vibrator and still managed to rub her pussy and ass while the other hand explored her breasts. Lightly stroking them, deeply massaging them, pinching and fondling them. He pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits as she started to quiver and convulse. Moments later she was gushing and screaming, as much as she could with his hand over her mouth, as she orgasmed in ways she hadn't known existed.. He put the vibrator aside and tossed her to the bed. Ripping her panties off, he dove head first into her dripping pussy.
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A Story
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Posted:Jun 16, 2016 10:47 am
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It was a dark and stormy night, (I had to do it, who hasn't wanted to start a story that way?) which Gabrielle actually liked. She loved the energy of a storm, the electricity in the air with lightning and thunder providing the backdrop and soundtrack to the night. There was absolutely no way she wasn't going to this party. She spent 3 weeks crying and not wanting to get out of bed, another 6 weeks and counting going to her counselor and working on regaining her confidence and this was the goal. She really likes Amanda and wants to wish her well on her move to Taiwan and she wants to show off her newly toned and smoking hot body to the world.
It was 8:21 when she pulled up in front of Amanda's sister's building. "Hmmm, nice condo and a great area." she thinks to herself as a very fine example of the male half of the species jogs by and smiles at her. "I could live in this part of the city." She walks towards the door when she see's the IT guy with the bow ties and his husband walk around the corner. "Crap he saw me...what's his name??? Come on Gabby use your hear." she says to herself. "Mark, that's it Mark." pops into her head as she stops holding her breath and takes a deep breath. "Hi Mark, how are you tonight?" she says smiling as the guys walk up. "I'm good, have you met my husband Tony?" "I think we met once before, nice to see you again." she says as she reaches out and shakes Tony's hand. "Yes, at the walk to end Alzheimer's, nice to see you as well. Shall we go in?" You smirk as Mark goes around to your left and Tony stays on your right. They take your arms and the three of you walk into the building. In the elevator Tony starts to chuckle. "I kept thinking about The Wizard of Oz while we walked in. Gabrielle is clearly Dorthy and I'm so afraid of everything I must be the lion. Mark, what does that make you?
The party was nice, Amanda looked amazing and everyone seemed to have a good time but it was a disappointment on the flirting front. There was a grand total of 3 guys she didn't work with, and she had a strong belief that work and relationships don't mix. The first was Amanda's childhood neighbour. He had questionable hygiene, was 5'2" and had an unhealthy interest in the Kardashians. The second was a more appealing looking guy, clean, well dressed and upon initial impression interesting. Once he started talking about how he thought that Canada needed a Donald Trump and we needed to get rid of all those foreigner who are ruining our country. He didn't even get the irony that he was speaking with a Scottish accent and was proudly boasting about the old sod. Suddenly 5'2" Warren wasn't quite so unappealing. The third guy was interesting but he was clearly smitten with Amanda and hadn't really noticed anyone but her. "Hey Gorgeous, Mark and I are going to hit a club, wanna join us and see if we can find our Scarecrow? Mark wanted to be the Tin Man." Tony sang to her as he passed Gabrielle her coat. "Damn Girl, you look fine. Too bad you're a girl."
The club was hopping. The line was starting outside but Tony knew someone so the three of you got to strut past the line and enter the club. The stage was at the far end of room as the trio, now quite tipsy, were led to a booth about halfway down the room but raised and with great sight lines of the stage. "Gabby, you've got it going on tonight." Mark said as he put his arm around Tony. "All the straight guys and most of the women and gay guys too, were checking out the sweetness you're showing." Gabby blushed and looked around the room...the boys had confirmed what she was thinking but was afraid to admit for fear of being wrong. She was rocking it and most of the people there were noticing and appreciating. It felt good, this was exactly what she needed. "You need more than a bit of flirting, you need to get laid." she heard inside her head. She was expecting it to be her inner devil but to her shock it was her inner angel. She visited with the guys, danced, had a few drinks and was thoroughly enjoying herself when she was handed a red envelope by one of the servers. "From the Gentleman in the green silk shirt" he said as he pointed towards the front of the bar. She scanned the area quickly and there were two green shirts she could see. A young guy who was draped all over a young woman and the bass player in the band. They were just about to start playing their final set as He espied her and smiled warmly and winked. She smiled back and sat down. Ripped open the envelope and read the note inside.
Hi Gabrielle,
I don't think you have recognized me yet but we once crossed paths and you have frequented my thoughts many times since. I was twitterpated when I was checking my gear and saw you. I would love to have a drink after I'm done my set and catch up.
A blast from the past.
X
"Oh my fucking God." Gabrielle blurted out as she finished reading the note. "What's wrong, everything OK." Tony quickly replied as he reached over and put his hand on her shoulder. "No, its good, I think...just kind of surprising." Gabrielle blushed as she looked at the quizzical look on the guys faces. "The bass player is Xavier. I met him three days before I married my ex. I was sitting in a coffee shop and I guess I was crying because he came over to me and asked if I was going to be OK. Five hours later he walked me to my car, I kissed him deeply and passionately and then he was gone. I never gave him my number and I never had the guts to contact him. Now he's here. Fuck, what am I going to do?" she said as she looked at her colleague and his husband. "Fuck him you silly girl." came out of Tony's mouth before he even realized he was talking.
Shall I continue???
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Ponderings
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Posted:May 8, 2016 9:32 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 12:50 pm
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I find myself very thankful for everything I have this Mother's day and yet I do have an ache about not being able to have . The ache is more for my wonderful wife...she is an amazing person, a fantastic Auntie and a very supportive and wonderful partner and she isn't a Mom. I wish that was not the case. I would have loved having a but equally I really wanted her to be a Mom and I lament that it didn't happen. We have come to terms with our situation and have learned to embrace the positives but on days like this I do wish that the Universe had a different plan for us.
On a completely different front, my heart goes out to everyone from Fort McMurray (and elsewhere now) that have had their worlds turned upside down by the horrific fires that are ravaging their homes. I have donated money, goods and time to try and do some small part and yet I still feel a bit guilty for not having to go through the traumas of the fire. My love and prayers to everyone who is affected by this tragedy and I am so happy that there has not been a higher human cost. It will take a long time to find out what the new normal is up there but I am so amazed at the strength of those who have been evacuated and the response of our City, Province, Country and World to help...it is reassuring that when tragedy strikes human beings rally and take care of one another.
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2016
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Posted:Jan 14, 2016 2:12 pm
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As I embark upon another year I can't help but reflect upon the one that has just passed. I am a very lucky man, I have a gorgeous, brilliant and passionate wife who I swing with as well as our own solo adventures. I have a good life, great family and lots of friends. With that said I often find my mind returning to some of the friends that are no longer part of my existence. The ones who have passed and the ships that I passed on this journey.
To my lifestyle friends that I have lost contact with, I hope you are well and your life is filled with adventure and peace. There are a few that I think of often and send extra special thoughts to...my gorgeous friend from Valentines day...the sweet and naughty minx nurse that was my first swinging experience and my naughty story friend...I loved the inspiration you provided.
To my current and future friends, all the best...lets see if we can make this year one filled with good times and the maker of memories.
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Posted:Feb 7, 2015 5:10 pm
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Hi, thanks for reading this blathering. I'm finding that I want to write some erotic stories again. Does anyone have some story ideas they are willing to share?
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