Charles Smythe's Adult Stories

Fantasy Goes Wrong

Part-3-of-4

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Once the lady jogger’s anger was expanded, the phantom grabbed the drunk’s collar and quickly dragged him further into the dark. It was amazing the damage that a razor sharp blade can do to the human body in a matter of seconds. Another flick of his wrist and the drunk’s throat was cut from ear to ear. Then as suddenly as they’d appeared, the wraith and the lady jogger disappeared up the darkness, leaving the drunk bleeding his life out on the cold damp grass of the park.

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The Abduction

Part-5-of-5

Final Chapter

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I gently slid my arms under the naked girl’s ass, feeling her smooth butt, and bring my mouth to her. First, I kissed her very softly, barely touching her, just letting my lips lightly touch the moist lips of her pussy. She is so wet and her lips are so soft that she’s driving me wild with desire, even with that small kiss. I wanted to go slowly, but she is so soft that I can’t help myself; I opened my mouth wider and gave her a much deeper kiss. Then I gently sucked her delicate lips as I possessively pushed my tongue into her. I sighed with pleasure; she tasted better than I’d hoped, so young, so sweet, and so excited. As I skillfully played my tongue around inside of her, she moaned louder than ever. In fact, she almost sounded like she was already about to have an orgasm. I loved knowing how good I was making her feel. I went back to gently sucking on her a bit, and then slid my mouth up and used my tongue to open her up. I let my tongue glide between her soft lips and push up against her hard clit. Knowing how incredible it felt when Aaron did this to me, when she arched her back, I pressed my tongue into her. She responded exactly as I expected, with even more loud moans and moving her entire body from the uncontrollable pleasure. Grabbing her hips, I started sliding my tongue up and down now, licking her wet slit from the top to the bottom, first one side then the other, and finally back in the middle, splitting her even wider open. Frantically I pressed my lips over her slit, drink in her sharp flavor. And then I soothingly pushed my tongue deep inside her, savoring how soft and wet she is. I loved fucking her like this, tasting this innocent girl and eating her hot pussy.

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The Abduction

Part-3-of-5

A pleasant afternoon

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After breakfast, I took her back to my bedroom. As we entered, I released her ankle chain and she immediately climbed in the middle of the bed and I slid over next to her. Taking her in my arms I began to kiss her on the lips and her moist lips parted and her supple tongue swooped into my mouth. As our tongues danced, my hands caressed her still sensitive breasts. I loved the feel of her firm breasts and nipples. Eagerly I moved down to her nipples and started sucking on them. When I moved my hand down and stroked her pussy, she eagerly bucked her hips against my hand. Letting of her nipple, I started to kiss my way down her firm muscular belly towards her pussy. When I got there I marveled at the little turf of red hair she still had above her slit. It was the prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen.

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The Abduction

Part-1-of-5

The Set-up
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When I gave up drinking, the bars and that bar scene just lost the attraction that it used to provide me. I was still young and needed a social outlet, so as a replacement I started going to those trendy coffee shops. Mostly just to read the newspaper and drink coffee, which was my new addiction, but also to watch the ladies.

One of my favorite places to go was the Café Moon. Café Moon was the epitome of some non-drinkers’ meat rack. Every evening after 5pm, the place would be jammed with secretaries, business men and woman of all ages and status, making contacts and socializing, like one would in some smoky wall street martini bar. Cafe Moon was an upward mobile place, that attracted the usual business crowd with a craving for caffeine and sex.

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Laura Gets raped

Part-1-of-2

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Furtively, the 3-teenage boys watched as the moving van pulled away from the house sitting at the end of Arkansas lane. From their vantage point in the pines neighboring the backyard, they could see the Briggs’s loading up their station wagon.
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It was a warm fall day as they laid prone on the soft pine needles, watching as Christina Briggs carefully bent over and placed her toddler in his car seat. All 3-of the boys groaned and ground their crotches into the soft needles, as they focused on Christina’s shapely rear-end straining against her tight shorts.
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“Sure would like some of that,” Kerry said to his companions.
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“Like you’d know what to do with a piece of ass like that,” laughed Brian, the oldest of the three.
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“Yea, right,” chimed in Taylor.
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They continued their vigil until the Briggs were loaded up and drove their 8-year-old car out the driveway and headed towards their new destination. As the sun was starting to set, the 3-young men trotted in at an angle up to the rear of the house. Since it was the last house on Arkansas lane, they weren’t seen by any of the neighbors as they jimmied open a bedroom window and let themselves into the house.
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Partially closing the window behind them, they noticed that the Briggs were fairly neat, but had left behind an old bed and some other furniture of little value. Quickly checking out the kitchen, they were rewarded with several long neck bottles of lite-beer left in the frig and also some partially filled liquor and wine bottles in one of the cabinets.
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Kerry and Taylor each grabbed a beer, but Brian found a glass and some ice in the freezer. He poured himself some bourbon and drank a few sips while adjusting to its heat. Thirty minutes later, all 3-young men were basking in an alcoholic glow when they heard a car approaching and turning into the driveway.
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On alert, Taylor ran to bedroom bordering the driveway and peered out the window. He returned a few seconds later, “It’s the owner’s wife, and she’s getting out of the car.”
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Brian immediately ordered the other 2-guys to get out of sight, as he took up a position in the hallway next to the main living room.
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Sex Slave

Part-1-of-3

The Trap is sprung

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