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<title>Black and White</title>
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<summary type="text/plain">The limo eased it&amp;#146;s way through the traffic, keeping its three passengers oblivious to the outside world. Sitting between Steffi and Edward Colter, Dani made whimpering sounds and mumbling pleas not to make her go....</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">The limo eased it&#146;s way
through the traffic, keeping its three passengers oblivious to
the outside world. Sitting between Steffi and Edward Colter, Dani
made whimpering sounds and mumbling pleas not to make her go. </font></p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">A sharp reprimand by Edward only
made Dani quiet down for a few minutes, and soon she was again
begging the Colters not to take her to the hotel. Exasperated,
Edward admonished his wife, &#147;Christ, Steffi, make her shut
up will you, feed her if you have to, but make her quiet down,
she&#146;s driving me nuts!&#148; Steffi ignoring her husband&#146;s
sarcasm, opened up her blouse, unhooked her bra, and gently had
Dani suckle on her full breast. She comforted Dani and brushed
her face, knowing that breast feeding the young woman was the
best way to calm her down. Dani was very oral, whether it be
sucking on a nipple, or sucking the cum out of a large penis.
Dani had been living with the Colters for almost six months,
being their sexual plaything. Dani was a submissive, and the
Colters, being dominants, satisfied her natural urge to be told
what to do and when to do it. Most evenings were spent playing
all sorts of sex games, with Dani doing the bidding of her two
masters. Each night when the games were over, Dani would share
their king size bed, usually going to sleep with Steffi Colter&#146;s
nipple in her mouth. That was the one thing that would instantly
calm her down, having Steffi&#146;s large full nipple to suck on.
Today, Dani was particularly upset, because her masters were
taking her to a down town hotel to have a session with another
dominant. Ordinarily this would have excited Dani, but this was
different. The man they were going to meet was name Sir Midian, a
well known dominate throughout the s&amp;m scene. He was a huge
black man, known for his unquenchable sexual appetite for young
white girls. Dani was terrified at the thought of being taken and
used by the black giant, as she had heard stories of how his huge
organ had ripped more than one helpless girl to shreds. She
couldn&#146;t believe that her own masters were going to allow
her to be abused and possibly injured in such way. She had always
obeyed them without question, but this, this might be too much
even for an obedient submissive like Dani! The trip up the
elevator to the thirtieth floor was made with little or no
conversation. When they were finally in front of room 3033,
Edward looked at Dani and said, &#147;Don&#146;t embarrass us
today, do as you are told or you will be severely punished, do
you understand me!?!&#148; Dani lowered her eyes and replied
softly, &#147;Yes sir, I will obey my master at all times.&#148;
A hard rap on the door, and a few seconds later they were being
ushered into the room by a kimono clad Japanese girl. Sitting
over in a stuffed easy chair was a powerful looking black man
dressed in a pure white silk suit and a mauve colored shirt. His
head was shaved smooth, and when rose to meet his guests he
towered over them, being at least six inches taller than Edward.
The two men shook hands and the black man offered, &#147;This
must be Dani, she is even better than you described her to me,
Sir Edward!!!&#148; &#147;Thank you, Sir Midian,&#148; Edward
replied, &#147;she is a well trained little bitch, I think you
will find her perfectly acceptable for you needs!&#148; Sir
Midian walked around Dani, checking her out from every angle,
until he stopped and ordered, &#147;Off with your clothes girl,
and be sharp about it!!!&#148; </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">While not showing it outwardly,
Dani nervously removed her clothing until she was standing nude
in the middle of the hotel suite. Although she was twenty two,
being only 95 pounds and five feet tall, she could have passed
for a eighteen year old. The Colters kept he pubic area shaved
smooth so her vaginal lips had the look of someone much younger.
The only give away was that they were much fuller and puffier
than a younger girl. Her breasts were small, only an A-cup, thus
she had no reason to wear a bra. This coupled with her small
stature and the little girl clothes she was made to wear, made
Dani look the part of a teenage girl. The Japanese girl showed
Edward and Steffi to their seats and offered them drinks. After
they were comfortable, she came over and began assisting Sir
Midian remove his clothing. When he removed his underwear, even
Steffi made an audible gasp! Sir Midian had the largest penis she
had ever seen in her life! Hanging down between his well muscled
legs, it had the head the size of a tennis ball, and a huge nut
sack to match! &#147;Come here girl,&#148; he ordered Dani,
standing with his hands on his hips. Dani quickly knelt in front
of him, still not lifting her eyes from the floor. Reaching down,
he lifted her chin until she was face to face with his cock. Even
though she was terrified, the mere sight of his genitals made
Dani&#146;s pussy flood with juice. &#147;Do me child&#148;, was
all he said, and Dani took the velvety head into her mouth. She
could feel the power that coursed through him, and now understood
why Sir Midian was such a legend. She knew that if he ordered her
to, that she would leave her own masters just for hope of having
this penis in her mouth. As it grew in her mouth, she began to
feel more and more dependent on it for sustenance. She held his
balls in one hand and the long thick shaft in her other. It was
only a passing thought, but she wondered how she would ever fit
it into her tiny vagina, she knew it was going to happen, that he
would soon be fucking her, but now an inner peace had overtaken
her, knowing that this huge penis would protect her, and never
hurt her!</font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Both Edward and Steffi sat
transfixed at the sight before them, with their &#147;baby&#148;,
kneeling on the floor with this giant erection in her mouth!
Edward&#146;s own cock was hard as a rock, and Steffi had stuck
her hand inside her panties and was rubbing up and down her
buttery slit. The nineteen year old Japanese girl came over and
offered to suck Edward&#146;s cock, and he gratefully pulled it
out and stuck it into her delicate mouth. Steffi couldn&#146;t
stand it anymore, so she stood up and removed all of her own
clothing, and knelt down to help the Asian suckmaster do her
husband. Sir Midian looked over at Edward and gave him a nod of
his head, as both men were in a hotel room having their penis&#146;s
sucked by very attractive women! He looked down at Dani and told
her to stop and then to stand up. His cock was now totally erect,
and looked to be at least ten inches long and as thick as a woman&#146;s
wrist! Sir Midian picked up Dani as if she weighed no more than a
bag of sugar, and settled her vagina over his cock. Dani wrapped
her legs around his waist as the big head probed at her opening.
She wriggled her ass, trying to make it easier for him to
penetrate her. When his glans finally popped inside, Dani had the
first of many orgasms. She had never been stretched like this
before, and so far only about two inches of meat was in her pussy.
He started a rhythmic rocking motion that slowly slid her vagina
farther down his shaft. It seemed that with every inch, her cunt
exploded in another cum! Dani had her arms around Sir Midian&#146;s
neck, and she could feel the massive power that he held over her.
When all ten inches were inside of her, and she was riding his
massive spike, he asked her, &#147;What do I make you feel like,
little girl!?!&#148; In her best little girl voice she replied,
&#147;Like a little pussy, sir, you make me feel like a little
vagina.&#148; &#147;And what do you need more than anything else
in the world,&#148; he continued? &#147;Your penis, Sir Midian, I
need your penis in my mouth or vagina,&#148; she replied back to
him. &#147;Is it now the most important thing in your life,&#148;
he pressed on? &#147;Oh yes, the most important thing in my life,&#148;
she answered! Dani held on and rode giant cock for all she was
worth, until finally her orgasms had wrenched all of the strength
from her body. Sir Midian lifted her off his stump and held her
high in the air, her vagina now only inches from his mouth.
Hungrily his tongue snaked out and licked the juices from her now
gaping slit. She hadn&#146;t thought it possible, but in seconds
she was cumming in his mouth, the result of his insistent clit
sucking. He gently laid her down on the bed and turned his
attention to Steffi. Even though she was a natural dom, she was
no match for the charismatic black man. Just a flick of his
finger, and she was on the floor in front of him worshipping at
his magnificent organ. </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Steffi&#146;s pussy lurched when
she felt the purple knob pushing against the back of her throat.
Edward watched the action through half closed eyes, thoroughly
enjoying the cocksucking the little Japanese girl was giving him.
Only when Sir Midian mounted his wife did he seem to pay more
attention. Steffi tried to relax her vaginal muscles to
accommodate the huge black cock pushing into her, but it was so
large, that she knew she was about to be stretched beyond
anything she had ever felt. Just like Dani, when the head finally
slipped inside she had a thundering orgasm, the mixture of pain
and pleasure being blurred together. Moaning and panting, she
begged him to fuck her, and he was only too happy to oblige her!
Hard pounding strokes that tore at her insides, raised her
pleasure-pain threshold to new heights. She looked down between
her legs and saw the massive erection sliding smoothly in and out
of her gaping slit. Just the sight of it made her orgasm again,
in what seemed like a string of cunt churning climaxes. In a true
show of utter dominance, Sir Midian ordered Edward to come over
to the bed and get down on his knees. When he was in position,
Sir Midian pulled his cock out of Steffi&#146;s cunt and jammed
it into Edward&#146;s open mouth. In seconds his mouth was full
of torrents of spurting cum, so much so, that it dribbled out the
sides and ran down his chin onto his chest. Steffi quickly leaned
over and licked up the spilled sperm, and hungrily sucked it down.
Sir Midian stood up and looked down at the sexual carnage he had
rendered and finally spoke, &#147;I&#146;m taking Dani with me, I
might give her back, but I might not, do you understand me,
Edward!?!&#148; With glazed over eyes, Edward answered in a weak
voice, &#147;Yes, Sir Midian, I understand.&#148; A few moments
later Edward and Steffi were alone in the hotel suite, trying to
ponder all that had just occurred. Steffi mindlessly fingered her
pussy, remembering the feeling that the huge pecker had given her.
Edward, always a hard dominant, still was reeling over the fact
that he had sucked off the black giant, and was not only repulsed
by it, but invigorated! Right then and there they both knew that
they would be back for another session, only this time as
complete submissives!</font></p>
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<entry>
<title>Captured</title>
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<modified>2005-08-01T12:00:50Z</modified>
<issued>2005-05-03T11:06:46Z</issued>
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<summary type="text/plain">You are in a large room. The walls are bare concrete, cold, damp, old and crumbling. The floor is metal grating suspended over a fast-moving stream. The sound of rushing water is a constant background noise....</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">You are in a large room. The
walls are bare concrete, cold, damp, old and crumbling. The floor
is metal grating suspended over a fast-moving stream. The sound
of rushing water is a constant background noise.</font></p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Every few minutes a bit of water
splashes up through the floor, misting the walls. There are bits
of moss and fern growing in the corners. The room would seem to
have been deserted for years except for two things: The first is
a large brushed steel door that is the only entrance and exit.
The second is a cage set into the wall to the left of the door.
It too is gleaming steel, obviously well-polished and cared for.
The floor of the cage is cut grass and it gives the room the
smell of outdoors and sunlight... The room is perhaps 50' long (from
the door to the back wall) and 30' wide. In the exact center
there is a dais raised a few inches off the floor and with a
solid metal base instead of the grate. The door is wide enough
for three people to walk through. It is mechanized and opens
inward. The cage is not tall enough to stand in. If a human were
inside it, he would be forced to his knees by the low roof and
although he would have room to curl up, he could not stretch out
completely. You are in this cage. You woke up there a day ago and
have not seen anyone entering the room yet. There is no food, but
the ferns just to the right of the cage door catch some of the
streamwater as it bursts up, so you have some liquid if you need
it. You are alone. </font></p>

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body. The futility of this doesn&#146;t escape you, the effort it
takes to stretch must have been planned, must have been known.
Someone wanted you uncomfortable. Someone seems to have gotten
their wish. You are naked except for a pair of cuffs, one on each
wrist. You do not know how they got there and try to take them
off struggling vainly for a couple minutes and only succeed in
hurting your wrists. You then scream out, cursing trying to get
someone to show themselves but fail. After you have strained your
voice screaming you start to hunt for a way to get out of the
cage. You look out of the cage and wonder what the dais is and
what it is used for&#133; it doesn&#146;t seem comforting, there
are dark stains on it that make you think, unwillingly, of dried
blood and fear. You grab onto the bars and shake them vainly
knowing there is no way to get out of this situation. You look
around for anything to eat or drink, the incessant noise of the
water beginning to take its toll on your mind. You are very
thirsty and hungry and see no food; water you could lick off a
fern but you don&#146;t want to believe you have sunk that low
yet. You back into the furthest corner and pull your knees to
your chest. You start rocking back and forth crying. You drink
your own tears as they roll down your face, trying to drink
something, not entirely caring now if the salty tears only make
you more thirsty. You rock back and forth not thinking about
anything but what may be going on outside, where you came from&#133;
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ever be set free&#133; asking why this has happened to you. </font></p>

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catch some of the moisture on your fingers, then sucking them dry.
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survival trait, this humbling of yourself. The silence hits you
again as the sound fades away, your cramped body protesting as
you thrust yourself against the bars, looking toward the door,
hoping the sound you hear was someone, anyone, coming to you.
Even if they were not coming to let you go, even if they were
only going to feed you, at least that would be something. Your
stomach growls plaintively at the thought of food &#150; you&#146;d
tried eating a fern but it left you feeling even worse, and you&#146;re
so hungry it hurts, not used to starvation like this, to the
horrible deafening silence and the knowledge that perhaps you
will be left here to die. Finally... gods, you are relieved by
this... you hear footsteps, slowly coming closer, steady slow
pace... you watch as the huge steel door swings open, not even
creaking, well-oiled. You wonder when it was last oiled, just
before you arrived perhaps? Your gaze is riveted on the doorway,
the darkness beyond it. You catch a glimpse of torches, then,
slowly, a shadow tears away from the rest of the darkness, black
fur cloak and black leather boots, copper-bright hair falling
from beneath the rich green lining of the hood... and brilliant
green eyes peering at you, the face shadowed by cloak, hair, and
torchlight. </font></p>

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your surroundings, or... well, I'd say you would get into
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cloak and pull the hood back slowly, revealing... No... It's not
possible... A furre? A living, breathing Furre? She (and you can
tell it IS a she.. Breasts and a soft face with long dark hair
like that couldn't pass for a male in any species) gives a toothy
grin at your suprise. Her teeth are unusually sharp, looking
almost as if they've been filed. In one of her canines a small
diamond appears to be embedded, glittering oddly as she turns her
head. &quot;I take it you noticed my... appearance? Well, get
used to it. It is the only kind you shall see or hear about for a
while. You, on the other hand, are one of the few... how do you
say? Human? No... Terrans,&quot; she nods to herself, choosing
the correct word, &quot;On this plane.&quot; She talks on a
little more, but you only hear her faintly over the stream and
your own shock. Where could you possibly be? You've always
dreamed of meeting one like her, and fantasized about them on
more than one occasion... much to the dismay of your bedsheets.
That one thought arouses you... slowly... but just enough so the
femme in front of you notices. </font></p>

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<entry>
<title>Red cowboy boots</title>
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<modified>2005-08-01T12:00:37Z</modified>
<issued>2005-04-21T11:35:16Z</issued>
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<created>2005-04-21T11:35:16Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Christy peered into her closet trying to decide on which outfit to wear for her usual Saturday night outing. Being from Ft. Worth, Texas, her destination was sure to be one of the many cowboy bars that dotted the Metroplex...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Christy peered into her closet
trying to decide on which outfit to wear for her usual Saturday
night outing. Being from Ft. Worth, Texas, her destination was
sure to be one of the many cowboy bars that dotted the Metroplex
landscape. </font></p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">She finally decided on a long
country style dress that was low cut on top, yet loose enough to
allow her freedom of movement on the dance floor. She lay the
garment on her bed and sat down in front of her vanity mirror to
brush her long blonde hair. There was no mistaking it, Christy
had a stunning body! Long slim legs, flat tummy, a full yet tight
ass, large red nippled breasts, and a pretty if not beautiful
face. As the brush pulled through her tresses, her boobs jiggled
back and forth, causing her nipples to become erect. Christy had
to admit she was a male magnet of the nth degree!!! Her pussy was
already damp, and having a smooth shaved crotch seemed to
heighten her arousal. Christy was blessed with abnormally puffy
vaginal lips, and lately it seemed that they were always bulging
and wet with juice. &#147;God,&#148; she thought, &#147;I hope I
can get lucky tonight, it&#146;s been almost a week!!!&#148;
After the fiftieth stroke of her brush, she got up and pulled her
dress over her head and slipped it on. &#147;No bra or panties
tonight,&#148; she said out loud, &#147;no use having them in the
way!!!&#148; To top off her ensemble, she pulled on a pair of
bright red cowboy boots, a red cowboy hat, and a red bandanna
around her neck. One last look in the mirror and she was out the
door. The Jagged Horseshoe was packed as usual, with almost
everyone dressed as a cowboy or cowgirl. Even though most of them
were city cowboys, they really tried to look and act the part of
a real cowhand. The tell tale give away that most of them were
city slickers was the amount of white wine that was consumed, not
a whole lot of beer and shots in this place! Christy wandered
over to the bar and ordered a margarita, while over in the far
corner the mechanical bull was in the process of bucking off
another &#147;cowboy&#148;. Christy was watching the bull riding
when up behind her she felt two large hands on her hips and a
hard cock pushing against her ass. Her natural inclination was to
pull away, but in the crush of bodies around them, she was
powerless to move in any direction. She tensed her body, not sure
of what would happen next. She felt a hot breath on her shoulder,
and then a soft male voice in her ear said, &#147;I&#146;ve been
watching you from the moment you came in the bar, you don&#146;t
know how much you turn me on!&#148; He continued on, &#147;I&#146;m
as hard as blue steel, and I&#146;ll do anything to stick it into
your hot pussy!&#148; &#147;I can see that you&#146;re not
wearing a bra, and I can feel that you&#146;re not wearing any
panties!&#148; &#147;I just want you to know that I&#146;m no
pervert, and I&#146;m not bad looking either.&#148; &#147;If you
want me to leave just lean forward and I&#146;ll be on my way, if
not, and you&#146;re as hot as I am, push back against me now!!!&#148;
</font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Christy&#146;s head was
spinning, totally taken by surprise by this &#147;rear&#148;
assault. The only problem was that it also totally turned her on--big
time!!! She helplessly sagged back into her anonymous admirer,
feeling more of his body press against her own. She sucked in her
breath when his right arm snaked around her body until his large
hand cupped her heavy breast. &#147;My god,&#148; she thought,
&#147;I can&#146;t stand this much longer, I need to feel him in
me right now!&#148; He sensed her urgency, and intoned in her
ear, &#147;Take it easy baby, we got all night, let&#146;s just
get acquainted this way, ya know, by me feeling up your tits like
this!&#148; Christy felt his fingers find her nipple, and seconds
later the large nub was being tweaked through her dress. &#147;Oh
Jesus,&#148; she moaned softly, &#147;you do that so welllllllll!!!!&#148;
He just laughed softly in her ear, and then nibbled on her
shoulder, as he continued touching her, his hands now roving all
over her body. &#147;You have a terrific ass,&#148; he whispered,
between nibbles on her neck and ear. Christy&#146;s legs were now
turning to jello, but he didn&#146;t seem to be in any hurry to
move to a more private setting. As another ride was bucked from
the mechanical bull, he whispered, &#147;Follow me, now!&#148; He
took her hand and pulled her through the mass of humanity towards
the rest rooms. As they inched their way along, Christy could
only see the back side of her paramour, but she definitely liked
what she could see! He wore a long sleeve cowboy shirt and tight
blue Levis, with cowboy boots and a large white Stetson on his
head. He looked to be over six feet, and he had a lean hard look
about him that made Christy&#146;s cunt boil with anticipation.
The farther they got from the bull riding corner, the less
crowded it got. By the time they reached the outer doors of the
rest rooms, it was pretty much deserted. When he looked back at
her for the first time, Christy felt her cunt tighten even more,
he was a stud muffin of the first order!!! In a shaky voice she
offered, &#147;My name is Christy, what&#146;s yours?&#148; With
a wide grin, he pulled her close, his mouth only inches from hers
and answered, &#147;Nice to meet you Christy, my name&#146;s
Clint!&#148; Without any further warning, he pressed his mouth to
hers and gave her a long deep kiss. </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Christy&#146;s body responded
like a well tuned Ferrari on the race track, it quickly melted
into his arms and seemed to beg for more attention. When he was
sure the coast was clear, he shepherded Christy into the men&#146;s
john and lead her straight to the last stall. She should have
protested, but the state her pussy was in required immediate
attention!!! The first thing Clint did after locking the stall
door was to jerk down the front of Christy&#146;s dress, exposing
her ripe breasts. He sat down on the pot and buried his face into
the quivering mass of tit flesh. Finding a nipple, he sucked it
into his mouth and nipped and licked it. Under his unrelenting
attention it grew hard and stiff in his mouth, making her sigh
and moan all at the same time. &#147;God, you&#146;re a good tit
sucker,&#148; she sighed, while cradling his head in her arms. He
went back and forth from nipple to nipple, making her clit twitch
with each little nibble and bite. When she couldn&#146;t stand it
another second, she pulled him away from her chest and tugged him
to his feet. &#147;Let&#146;s trade places,&#148; she ordered,
setting down in front of him and unbuckling his belt, all in one
motion. He stood calmly while she unsnapped his jeans, pulled
down the zipper, and reached in side of his shorts to extract his
hard pecker. &#147;Mmmmmmmm,&#148; she hummed, &#147;big and
hard, just like I like them,&#148; while wasting no time in
letting her tongue and lips run all over the head of his hard
fuck pole. When it was shiny with her saliva, she sucked it in,
deep down her throat, making him gasp as her oral attentions to
his big cock made his nut sack tighten with the anticipation of a
huge cum! &#147;Suck it harder baby,&#148; he groaned through
gritted teeth, &#147;my god, you are a fucking little cock hound
aren&#146;t you!?!&#148; Just hearing him talk dirty to her made
her even more excited, and hearing a couple of men enter the rest
room to relieve themselves made all of her senses heighten with
fear as well as lust!!! Just the thought of getting caught while
giving a blowjob in the men&#146;s rest room was an unbelievable
turn on!!! She wanted him to blow it into her mouth, but she
wanted to get fucked even more, so she released his penis from
her mouth and sat him back down on the pot. Christy hiked up her
dress exposing her shaved pussy. Her lips were swollen with
desire, and they had a thin line of moisture all along her hot
crack. Her clit bulged out of it&#146;s sheath, it&#146;s pink
little head straining to be licked or sucked! He leaned out and
let his tongue flick over the little nub, causing her whole body
to stiffen! </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Before she knew it his tongue
and mouth were all over her vagina, licking and sucking, causing
the inevitable to happen with a rush of blood to her genitals.
Her orgasm tore through her like an express train! She tried to
stifle her moans, but it was hopeless to do so! The guttural
noise escaping her lips was obviously the sound of a woman having
an unbelievably hard climax, and right at the moment she didn&#146;t
give shit who heard her cumming! As her orgasm ebbed, he pulled
her to him, spreading her legs and lowering her cunt onto his
throbbing manhood. She was so wet and agape, she slid right in
with no difficulty what so ever. She was only in an inch or two,
when he put his hands on her shoulders and pulled down hard,
driving his meat deep into her hot vagina! She actually screamed
as she bottomed out, now totally full of cock meat! She could
barely hear several men outside of the stall laughing as the two
of them fucked each other on the way to a mutual climax. Her
pussy wall desperately tried to grip the monster invader, but
with no success. It finally just gave in to the massive attack
that it was pounding it into submission. Christy was now in a
state of total female heat! She begged Clint to ream her out,
loving the feeling that the huge pecker gave her tight little
vagina! Both of them were now breathing hard, panting as they
approached their nirvana! Christy heard a low rumble coming from
Clint&#146;s throat, a sure single that he was getting ready to
blow into her! She rocked her cunt hard on his stiffy, and
together they both went over the edge, their orgasms blending
together in a sexual frenzy! They sat that way together for more
than five minutes, both of them trying to find the strength to
move. When he finally spoke to her he asked, &#147;Do you know
what attracted me to you?&#148; She shook her head no, and he
replied, &#147;It was those red boots, I really liked those red
boots!&#148; She leaned over and kissed him, and asked, &#147;Now
what attracts you to me!?!&#148; He just laughed and said
emphatically, &#147;Well, it sure ain&#146;t the boots!!!&#148;</font></p>]]>
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</entry>
<entry>
<title>Wolf&apos;s Kim</title>
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<modified>2005-08-01T12:00:21Z</modified>
<issued>2005-04-13T10:30:22Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.69url.co.uk,2005:/blog//1.1</id>
<created>2005-04-13T10:30:22Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">The moon shone brightly behind Seattle forest&apos;s pines. It silvered the ground, and glinted off the ivory teeth and coal-black eyes of the wolfpack. As one, they paused in the shadows and looked to their leader, the Jenna. She was...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">The moon shone brightly behind
Seattle forest's pines. It silvered the ground, and glinted off
the ivory teeth and coal-black eyes of the wolfpack. As one, they
paused in the shadows and looked to their leader, the Jenna. She
was still young, but in only a few summers she had risen to
prominence in the pack. </font></p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">And now it was she, Jenna, who
ruled the wolves; she, and she alone, who led them to good
hunting, and made them shine. She grinned, her pink tongue
lolling over her sharp white teeth. Then with a howl, she
disappeared into the undergrowth, followed by the dark forms of
her packmates. Colwyn James walked slowly through the upper level
of the Pike Street market. His eyes darted from side to side,
watching the people as they passed him. He looked longingly at
the fresh fruit piled high in the nearest stall, and checked the
prices. Then he felt around in his pocket. Only a few dollars in
change met his questing fingers, all that was left of the day's
earnings. He shifted his guitar on his shoulder, then continued
on to the sheltered corner he considered home. Halfway there,
Colwyn decided not to retire for the evening. His stomach was
empty, and he did not have enough to get dinner, and breakfast.
He sat down on the cobbles, and tuned his guitar. Several people
stopped to watch, curious tourists and regulars who didn't mind
his music. He knew what they saw: a rag-tag teen with deep green
eyes and a mane of red-brown hair that would not stay still; a
street boy, not really handsome, but the sort of lad who'd make
you look twice. He grinned to himself. He'd had it easy when it
came to girls. If he wanted one, he could find two who'd be
willing. But after a few times, Col had realized that he didn't
want just a series of jingas. Cheap girls and whores weren't his
idea of a good time. He got comfortable, and began to play. His
music was good, and the crowds were generous. After a couple
hours, he had enough to buy three or four good meals. He packed
up and headed for the grocer's stand. Colwyn had been on the
streets since he was fourteen. He had left behind a troubled
home; an abusive father, an alcoholic mother, and two sisters who...
well, life had not treated them well. One evening Col simply
could not take it any more, so he walked out the door and never
looked back. He had made a lot of friends, some of whom he
trusted, some of whom he used, and some of them used him. You
learned to live with a lot out here, or you'd soon be worse off
than a heyta, a slave, and you wouldn't live out very many more
days. Col had seen a jolly man snagged by a really nasty street
clan once. There were parts of him found all across town for days.
Col knew how to fade into the background, how to follow who he
had to. Not that he enjoyed it, but everyone's gotta live somehow.
</font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">The wolfpack dispersed at dawn.
In ones and twos they left the meeting circle, first the oldest,
then the younger ones. Finally only Jenna and Rail, her second,
were left. Rail shook himself and stood up. He walked to the
bushes nearby and pulled out his clothing, studiously avoiding
Jenna's eyes. She too began to dress, calmly. Rail buttoned his
shirt and cautiously started to leave. &quot;Rrrail...&quot;
Jenna growled, her eyes gleaming dangerously in the dim light. He
spun, startled. She was at the far edge of the clearing, looking
over her shoulder. Her black eyes flashed, and she growled,
&quot;Rail... You cannot change what you are, and you will not
change what I am. Remember that!&quot; She stalked off, leaving
Rail to run a hand through his shoulder-length brown hair and
sigh worriedly. Colwyn started to say something, but Rail had
already darted away down the alley. Col sighed, and rolled over
in the dirty quilt, thinking. Rail was one of the few people he
trusted, one of the few real friends he had. And one thing he
knew, Rail didn't lie to friends. Col had never found a reason to
doubt Rail's word before. So where did that leave him? He'd heard
of a girl called Jenna who had recently started haunting the
Market, but so far he didn't think he'd met her. And from what
he'd heard, she wasn't all that dangerous unless you really made
her mad. Then she could turn into the best streethunter around;
but of course he didn't plan to make her angry. So what should he
do if Rail did get snagged by her? He'd help, if he could, but
unless she came after him, he'd stay out of it... Jenna slid from
shadow to shadow. Rail was a Jedite, yes, but even a failure
shouldn't be so stupid. The fool hadn't even stopped to see if he
was being followed. She had tracked him easily to Col's place,
and listened while Rail spilled his guts. She laughed silently.
Col would make a good hunter, and if that didn't work, he would
make even better prey. She watched as Col tossed and turned,
seeing the morning light dance across his features. Yes, he was
pretty... A thought flashed into her mind. She nodded, pleased
with herself. She would lure him into the pack, using herself as
the bait. It would be easy. Rail had told him much, but not
enough. Col would not understand that reference to wolves until
it was too late. She instinctively raised her head to howl her
pleasure, then remembered where she was and slunk silently off,
her dark hair flowing about her like a wolf's silken coat and her
black eyes glittering with wildness. </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Somewhere a tunebox was playing.
Col listened as phrases made themselves clear over the din of the
Market, &quot;...I'm alive, I'll pick the pieces up, I will
survive...&quot;, and he slowly grinned. As long as he lived, he
had another chance to make it good here, and he would take full
advantage of them. Wolf had liked his playing, and they were
goin' to meet again today. He hadn't seen Rail yet, but he
couldn't wait to share the good news. Rail would enjoy hearing
about Wolf. The music swirled about him, mingled with the rush
and clatter of the crowds. Colwyn's feet began to move in rhythm,
and he almost launched into an impromptu dance then and there.
Seldom did music stir him, at least not like that. Too often
music only turned his thoughts to the past, or to some problem in
the present. He laughed, ignoring the people who looked at him
curiously. It was a beautiful day, and he would share it with
Wolf. Pretty Wolfgirl, hasn't found her way yet... The words and
melody for a new song filtered through his conscience. She
certainly was an inspiration. Several hours later Jenna sat alone
by the waterfront. From her perch on the metal railing she could
see the ferries and ships that were navigating the Sound. The
sight of all that water spread out before her, constantly moving,
always going on... She tossed her head, letting her long hair
swirl in the breeze. The Pack was hers. She had called them, she
had made them. There had to be a balance, so many of her kin at a
time. Without that balance, the force that kept them alive would
slowly fail. T'yaya had been killed by a petty crook one night
when she was at home, and now Rail was faded too. She felt half-way
sorry. But Rail had found out just a bit too much. He had
discovered that although the pack, and Jenna, needed a certain
number of wolves to hold, to survive, there was a way around that.
She blocked off the thought. If the others found out, they would
leave, and she would die. She shuddered, and turned her mind to
other things. </font></p>

<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">When Rail had come to her with
his 'news', she had threatened him. He would not back down, and
now he was dead. About a week before their fight, he had told her
about Colwyn; how he would have been a good Wolf's Kin, as they
called themselves. She smiled. Rail had been right. The Pack was
hers. She had called them, she had made them. There had to be a
balance, so many of her kin at a time. Without that balance, the
force that kept them alive would slowly fail. T'yaya had been
killed by a petty crook one night when she was at home, and now
Rail was faded too. She felt half-way sorry. But Rail had found
out just a bit too much. He had discovered that although the
pack, and Jenna, needed a certain number of wolves to hold, to
survive, there was a way around that. She blocked off the thought.
If the others found out, they would leave, and she would die. She
shuddered, and turned her mind to other things. And now Col would
be Rail's replacement. As for the other... Well, there was a girl
on the other side of town who would adapt well, and she had
skills that the pack could use. Jenna jumped down from her seat
and padded off into the concrete and iron forest of downtown
Seattle, laughing under her breath as she left Puget Sound behind
her.</font></p>]]>
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