November 30, 2007
Hiding behind the bushes, I thought to myself:
“FUCK!!! Where the hell is that bitch?” It was 5:15 am and the sun would be up soon. In another 15minutes I would lose my cloak of darkness. It had been a week since I last buried my cock in some pussy. My nine inch black cock throbbed with anticipation as I looked down the path through the bushes waiting for my prey. I was on another one of my hunts, and my prey was the white man’s most treasured asset, the white woman. How I love white women! How I love to hear them scream when I thrust all nine inches of my cock deep into their cunts. It was Monday, and I knew this was the path she religiously used for jogging.
5:22 a.m. and still no sight of the bitch! I’d spent the whole weekend planning how I was going to take this woman. I knew it would be easy; timing was everything. Anger started to fill my veins as I checked my watch for the third time. All of a sudden I saw something moving about 50 yards down the path.
“Yeees, here she comes.” Adrenaline f
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November 30, 2007
Mike wasn’t sure if he really wanted to meet with Lisa or not. After all the bullshit she put him through, seeing her face would just make him want to shove his fist right down her throat and laugh while he was doing it. But three days ago after their court hearing she called him, wanting to talk about things. Mike couldn’t help but think she had an ulterior motive, no matter what the girl wanted or did; there was always something more sinister hiding in the shadows. Lisa was infamous for going behind people’s backs, creating trouble, stabbing others in the back just to get herself ahead. Mike was no exception; he was just another body in her tangled web she weaved.
Mike met Lisa on the Internet; she lived nearly 1200 miles away from him in sunny California. After a few weeks of chatting online, Mike decided it was well enough time to make the trip to Cali from Wyoming. From that first meeting things snowballed quickly, Lisa moved to Wyoming in with Mike, things were looking promising. Mike loved Lisa, as
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November 30, 2007
Jake pulled away, his prick wet from my mouth. As he walked away, I stepped into the shower and adjusted the water. The warm water felt good on my pussy as I used a washcloth to remove the cream and all of the remaining hair around my pussy. I ran my hand over my bare pussy, feeling the smoothness of my skin. I got out of the shower and started drying myself off. As I stood before the mirror, I could see that my nipples were erect. I looked downward, seeing my completely bare pussy and thinking that it looked like a young girl’s pussy, caused me to think back on the memories as a young girl discovering the sensations of sex. Those feelings had only grown stronger as the years had passed.
Returning to the bedroom, I saw Jake idly stroking his large cock right in the middle of Monty’s and my marriage bed. He surveyed his handiwork on my cunt and smiled.
“Hey! That’s better! Now you even look like my slut!” He gloated.
As I stood before him, I spied the clock on the headboard of our bed. “Please, Jake!
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November 30, 2007
We were going on another “boring date.” We would go out to eat at a cheap restaurant, then dancing, and home sometimes to get it on or Dan would just pass out. Our relationship was on the slippery slope, and you could say going downhill fast. We have had the same argument about doing something different, most every time we went for a night out.
I got ready to go out for the night. I wore my jeans with a black leather belt, my boots, a tube top, and an open vest. Dan wore a grubby work T-shirt and dirty torn jeans. We went out dancing, mostly I danced, and Dan watched and drank, and drank. By the time 10:30 rolled around, he was pretty well drunk. I did not drink much, since I figured that I would be doing the driving as usual.
During the seemingly long drive home, there was a park with a small pond, the grass covered in a light fog. Perfect for a romantic walk, so I thought. The moon was shining brightly.
“Dan, my love, we are going to the park over there. Let’s go for a walk and find the pond that
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November 30, 2007
It was my wife’s 35th birthday and things hadn’t been going too well between us recently. There were problems at work or problems with money, either way the stress was getting to us. And there were problems in bed. Not that I couldn’t get it up or anything of that nature, it was more of the ‘I’m tired’, or ‘not tonight’ type variety. Basically, things were getting old and stale. We’d been married almost ten years and it just wasn’t happening enough, if you know what I mean. Actually, it wasn’t happening at all, not for two months.
But tonight was my wife’s birthday and I was taking her and her best friend Susan out for dinner and dancing. I was secretly hoping that my wife would get drunk enough and be willing to fuck. The last time had been over two months ago and I’d practically raped her just to get my dick wet.
Both girls were dressed to the nines in sheer low cut dresses. Both drank a lot and danced and our conversation got more and more sexual. Susan was complaining that her husband Dan h
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November 30, 2007
Alan Dickson had worked for H.C. Bailiffs for four years now, this Tuesday morning he had a new recruit to train. Paul Wilson, a twenty four year old lad from around the corner, he had a normal everyday job as a postman, but just wanted some extra cash to go towards a car he was after.
Alan introduced himself and informed Paul that while they were outside the office he was to be referred to as Porkchop.
“I think I`ll tag you Chunky, as your a large lad” Alan continued.
“You never want a client to know your real name. You might meet `em in a pub one day and they kill yeh”. Porkchop informed Chunky.
Once they had arrived at the first house, Porkchop checked the paperwork thoroughly.
“Mr Charles Carrington Esquire. 35 Almighty Avenue”. he said out loud.
They both exited the car and headed for the front door, Porkchop stood slightly forward and announced himself as the door opened.
“H.C. Bailiffs, Maam” he said to the lady who answered the door.
The lady was Wendelina Carrington, the wife of
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November 30, 2007
The keys rattled in the lock and the door flew open.
BANG!!!!
The door slammed shut with a satisfying noise that only partially eased the tension built up from the shittest day at the office she’d ever had. It was a long haul of a week with one problem on top of another, a relentless, unending stream of work that left her physically exhausted. To top it all off office politics were at their all time worst, the constant bitching and sniping left her feeling emotionally drained.
With barely a thought she kicked off her shoes, threw her suit jacket on the sofa and collapsed on her bed, her head barely hitting the pillow before slipping into a deep sleep.
Her alarm woke her at her usual time of 6.30am. She lay there for a moment, not really registering the noise. Her hand went out automatically to hit the off button. But instead of jumping up and going about her usual morning routine, she just lay there, thinking. She was confused. Her body felt…satisfied? She couldn’t think of the word. Fragments of her
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November 30, 2007
It was my wife’s 35th birthday and things hadn’t been going too well between us recently. There were problems at work or problems with money, either way the stress was getting to us. And there were problems in bed. Not that I couldn’t get it up or anything of that nature, it was more of the ‘I’m tired’, or ‘not tonight’ type variety. Basically, things were getting old and stale. We’d been married almost ten years and it just wasn’t happening enough, if you know what I mean. Actually, it wasn’t happening at all, not for two months.
But tonight was my wife’s birthday and I was taking her and her best friend Susan out for dinner and dancing. I was secretly hoping that my wife would get drunk enough and be willing to fuck. The last time had been over two months ago and I’d practically raped her just to get my dick wet.
Both girls were dressed to the nines in sheer low cut dresses. Both drank a lot and danced and our conversation got more and more sexual. Susan was complaining that her husband Dan h
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November 29, 2007
The Claiming of The Mouse
“Survival is a primal urge, one not negotiated with” my friend said, exhaling smoke from her second cigarette. “I simply explained to her that I saved her ass from a beating and she owed me. Of course, I had maneuvered her into my garage and had shut the door, so she was a bit out of sorts.” A smile touched her lips as she remembered that afternoon in all its erotic glory:
“It was a cool afternoon and I was walking home from school seething about a math quiz or test or something. Anyway, I happened upon a group of girls and heard the sounds of a fight beginning. So I stopped to see what was going on. It was a girl in our class named Felicia doing all the talking . . . loud, so everyone could hear. There were books laying on the ground as if dropped there in a hurry. I saw the owner of the books, a mousy blond named Joni in a state of absolute fear. Felicia had caught a rather large handful of blond hair in her left hand was trying to pull Joni off her feet. Joni was holdi
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November 29, 2007
Part VI of the Blackmail tales. If you haven’t already read them, you may want to start with parts I through 5, A Bit of Blackmail, A Bit More Blackmail, A Blackmail Buddy, and the Blackmail Tales. Just click on my name to find all my stories, and start from there.
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Our little plan to involve our spouses was working to perfection. Krista’s boys were off at a weekend camp, and my daughter was at a sleep-over. The four of us had enjoyed a ‘grown-up’ movie, fine dining, and had returned to my place for a nightcap.
I had just finished adding landscape lighting to the backyard, and we retired to the patio where the guys could enjoy a cigar, and we could all relax over a couple of glasses of wine. We’d shared a single bottle of wine at dinner, and were looking to add to that at home. I cranked up the tunes just enough to drown out the sound of the road out front, made sure everybody was settled in, and using a cedar strip, lit up.
I’d had very little to drink, as the driver, and shortly headed to t
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