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A black dog walked down a black road in a town painted black with streetlights that were broken because of a recent power outage. A car came by driving 45 miles an hour whose headlights were both broken; it swerved and narrowly missed the dog. How did the car avoid hitting the dog under such conditions?
One man is the Catcher the other is the Umpire. They are playing baseball.
I also have messaged my two partners and now i'm waiting for their answers. Momma_Andrea and diomedes, i'm ready
LIES! I have yet to receive a message.
I understand. I myself just renewed my subscription at the end of January and I was thinking 'Do I really want to?' There are like 3 guys on here I like and trust. One I never see, the other is time zones away and the third is almost to popular (lol). The story contest was my biggest reason to stay.
Take a break. Hope to see you in a bit.Thanks, you two. Laura is at best my other self. But she has my heart.
Yayyy, you got it right. I wish she performed it alone. I hate the crap in the background.
yes, she has a camel toe.
no guesses? maybe it is too old for you guys, or too long.
next hint: Lauren Hill sings it better, in my opinion, than the original.I think I understand. Let's say they each write the same encounter but from only one persons point of view, so the other author is writing it from the other characters point of view.
That would be cool and would be two separate stories just of the same event.You want a shower? Here you go.
A little bit more, So that Literotica is not ahead of you guys. this finishes Chapter 3 for them.
Bianca and Yvette took a shower together. The electrical tape came off gently with soapy water and her Mistress scrubbed her back and gently down the crack of the pale white girl’s ass. Yvette leaned back into her Nubian Queen. So tall was Bianca that Yvette’s head nestled into those chocolate orbs as the water sprayed her torso. Bianca wrapped her arms around the petite white body. She leaned her head down and kissed Yvette’s head.
“Are you OK, sweet baby?” Bianca said softly.
Yvette smiled and hugged the arms that hugged her. Without a stutter she said, “I knew my Mistress would save me.”
“I’m serious, Yvette. You know what I mean.” Bianca said.
Yvette slowly turned facing her lover and wrapped her arms around the tall woman’s neck. “I know what you mean, Momma, and I’m OK. Your baby girl is OK.” She smiled and then stretched up to kiss her chocolate Amazon Goddess.
Bianca took her kiss and her big hands roamed down Yvette’s back, one hand gripping the sweet slave’s ass, then giving it a resounding “Smack”. Yvette just smiled still locked in a kiss. Her Mistress knew her and loved her. She was always safe in this embrace. Yvette cocked a leg and was rubbing against her Mistress’s thigh. She palmed a big brown tit, moving her hand against the nipple.
Bianca broke the kiss. “We have guests, baby.” She reminded.
Yvette smiled dreamily at her lover. “Then don’t make me moan so loud,” and pressed her lips back to Bianca’s.
Laura drove John home in the morning and made him sit on the couch while she looked at that bump for the hundredth time. She sat on the arm of her sofa, probing through his hair. It was smaller but still a hard lump.
“Oww, please leave it alone, Mistress.” John said irritated.
Laura tousled his hair. “You were knocked out, Johnny. I want to make sure you are OK…before I give you your present.” She said seductively.
John perked up and forgot about his soar head. “I feel fine, Mistress.” He fibbed.
“Go take a shower, my sweet boy and I’ll get things ready.” She smiled.
John rushed upstairs to the bathroom. He had no idea what they were going to do but he was sure he was going to like it. He tossed off the meager things he was wearing and quickly showered. He thought of soaping up his cock but it was already half hard from the visions going through his imagination. He didn’t want to cum here and then not be able to perform for his waiting Mistress. John toweled off as quickly as he could and then stepped naked into the hallway.
“In here, my good boy.” John heard from Laura’s bedroom.
He walked in the door and Laura stood next to the bed in just the biker vest and her thigh high boots with the tiniest black thong. His eyes were drawn to the cleavage. The leather held her breast tightly together and made a long crevice that then went right in line with the tops “V”. John swallowed, ‘My Mistress is a Goddess’ he thought in wonder of her.
She crooked a finger at him to come to her. “Come here, baby.” She said sweetly and encouragingly.
John moved to her until his cockhead touched her panties. Laura looked down at the evidence of his excitement and smiled at it. She wrapped her arms around her slave and pulled him to her. Gently she nuzzled his ear.
“Do I always excite you like that, my sweet boy?” She whispered.
John’s cock was pressed up between their bellies. “You are a Goddess,” was all he could say.
“Mmm.” She smiled and pulled back then kissed his forehead. “I am going to give you something very special, but first I want my boy to eat.” She kissed him softly. “Are you hungry, Johnny?” she said sultrily.
John nodded and without direction slowly dropped to his knees. He looked up at her adoringly and planted his face between her meaty thighs. His tongue easily ran along the thin material of the thong, pushing it out of the way and holding it with his nose. Laura looked down at her loving boy and gripped his hair for encouragement before spreading wider. In a few months he had become an expert pussy eater. Panties were no obstruction for him. John slid his hands behind her thighs and gripped his Mistress’s round ass, massaging the cheeks as he lapped her sweet juices with his outstretched tongue.
“Go inside, Johnny. Tongue my hole.” She commanded then guided him by his hair.
John loved when she moved him; put him right where she wanted him to be. He could then just concentrate on her aroma, her flavor and the sounds she made that were music to his ears. Laura bent her knees and ground into his face, making his nose mash her clit hard. Laura threw her head back and let her free hand rub across her nipple.
“Get me all wet, good boy.” She said lustfully. “Slurp your Goddess.”
And John did. He made loud noises beneath her. Sucking her lips and folds and at times covering her entire pussy. He wished he had a longer tongue to explore her more deeply. His cock raged between his legs. He wanted to just scoot over and hump her ankle. To rub on any part of his Goddess would have been wonderful as he feed at her juice filled slot. Before he could ask she pulled away from his juice smeared face. Laura was breathing hard and looked flushed.
“Lay on that bed.” She simply commanded and pointed.
John moved like a well trained dog, instantly obeying without question. Laura used John’s own necktie from his neatly folded clothes that he put in the corner Friday night. His eyes were wide but with anticipation, not fear. Laura tied one wrist and put the material through the slatted headboard and then secured the other wrist. She just smiled wide at him as their eyes meet. John’s gaze was locked on her now. Laura played with his lightly haired chest and ran her hand down his belly and then paused as she was about to grip his cock.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” She teased. “My boy still has quite a lump.”
“Please, Mistress.” He said with urgency. He didn’t know what she was going to do, but he wanted it done.
She bent towards him and kissed him sweetly and softly. “My boy earned this.” She smiled and sat back up with a condom now in her right hand. Laura ripped open the package and scooted back to place it over his rigid cock. Slowly, gently she put it on the head and carefully and deliberately rolled it down, watching his face as she handled his dick. John’s eyes were closed, maybe in concentration.
“Don’t cum now, Johnny.” She cautioned.
John was thinking of baseball and running “rats” in Gym class, anything to calm himself. His lump on his head was throbbing and that helped. He watched as his Goddess stepped over and now straddled him, her knees on either side of his belly. His eyes went from her golden hair and slowly down to her sexy thighs and back up again. ‘Was she going to fuck him?’ John couldn’t believe it. Laura reached between her legs and grabbed his cock and sitting back rubbed its head along her wet slit.
“Johnny, are you my good boy?” She asked and rubbed it again along her lips.
John nodded desperately. “Yes, Mistress.” He almost cried.
“You will never get to fuck me, Johnny.” She informed him matter-of-factly. Then her voice softened and she caressed his cheek. “But I will fuck you, my sweet boy.” And she let her hips fall and her wet pussy swallowed his cock and her ass sat on his thighs.
The look on his face was exquisite. He was in such rapture and Laura smiled knowing it was all her. She was his Goddess; his desire was only for her. Slowly she ground back and forth, riding his body and feeling his hard cock shift inside her. She bent down and caressed his face.
“You’re trying not to cum aren’t you baby?” She asked. John just nodded. “Once you cum it’s all over.” She said teasingly.
She kissed his nose then began riding him in earnest, sliding her pussy up and down his shaft. She unbuttoned the vest and let her nipples rub against his chest. Laura nibbled at his ear as she worked him inside with her muscles. Then sitting back she began to bounce, fucking him in and out of her. She put her hands on his chest and pinched his nipples. Laura marveled at the concentration in his face, but she never meant for it to last this long. Usually she can make him cum so quickly. She bent down again and still rocking back and forth whispered in his ear.
“It’s ok, baby.” She breathed. “This is for you. You’re allowed to cum.”
John started bucking his hips under her, and Laura smiled again at her control of him.
Finally she growled in his ear. “Cum For Me, Johnny!”
And John’s cock erupted on command and he gave a loud cry. His seed exploded into the condom tip. She could feel his cock was like iron and she smacked her pussy up and down on his groin. John arched his back so hard she thought he would hurt himself. But gently he came back down. His breathing was harsh and she thought he was sobbing again. Laura kissed his face tenderly and let her body just lay on him and feel his quivering subside. Then he said something she wasn’t really expecting.
“I love you, Mistress.”
Yayyy superbowl, watever
1. I check any flashing messages or relationship requests.
2. I look for a new outfit to put on. Then change clothes.
3. ignore all the ” hi baby”s as I try to change clothes
4. change my tagline if it needs it
5. check and see if lovers or friends are on.M thief willingly kiss no ghost
hint: Song title, 6 words
My apologize to all, but I am just stumped.
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