Author: avengedataaa

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/laura-takes-a-walk/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/laura-takes-a-walk/)

Laura felt as if someone was following her as she walked down the dark streets of East Chicago. Her black ankle army boots pounding against the pavement as she continued to peer her dark brown eyes over her shoulder. Her shoulder length black bob bouncing with each step. She shivered as the cool Fall wind whizzed by her as her fishnets, short black skirt, and thin black belly cut long sleeve did little to shield her pale white skin.

Laura turned into a dark alley when she realized with a start that it was a dead end. Turning to move back to the street her eyes startled as she felt a man press a hand over her mouth as his strength over powered hers leading her to the end of the alleyway so no one could see them.

Laura struggled before the man’s hand was replaced with his rough lips. Laura’s eyes went wide as she felt his lips move against her own. Laura struggled in his grasp until she gave in her lips parting for his tongue to delve into her warm mouth. The mans strong hands moving down her wide hips to cup her supple as underneath her short skirt. Laura’s toes curled as he deepened the kiss. Laura’s hands planted on his strong chest she continued to react as her nipples hardened. Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/heather-learns-a-new-lesson/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/heather-learns-a-new-lesson/)

Heather started at Mid-Town library a month ago and loved most aspects of her job. Spending the whole day with books, helping people, and above all getting paid to do it. Heather’s heart was as big as her thirst for knowledge, and as the library also served as a sort of community center for low-income and the homeless, she was perfectly at home helping others.

            Standing at 5”5 with chestnut brown hair, big brown eyes, and soft pink lips Heather was as cute as a button. Add in her round glasses, soft figure, and dazzling smile she made all of the patrons of the library feel at ease.

            It was around Nine o’ Clock at night as Heather stood on the small ladder placing books back in one of the sections in the back of the library. Usually Heather was alone around this time closing up, but a deep voice spooked her.

            “Ma’am, would you happen to know the password to the wi-fi?”

            When she looked down a tall, dark haired, and broad chested man stood below her next to the ladder. Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/05/sister-allie-receives-a-holy-lesson/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/05/sister-allie-receives-a-holy-lesson/)

  Sister Allie was new to the church having transferred from New York City. As the laid-out bibles among the pews her black dress strained against her buxom nubile body. Humming a him to herself the black heels she wore clicked along the hardwood floor of the church. She enjoyed their church goers, and even more Father Moore. The older Priest had greying brown hair, a chiseled jaw, and a broad chest. Though Sister Allie shouldn’t; she couldn’t stop herself from fantasizing about the Father.

                Sister Allie heard the heavy doors of the praying hall open as Father Moore walked towards her with a soft smile. Sister Allie stood abruptly as her chest jiggled. Waving to the Father she welcomed him.

                “Hello Father! How is your day going?”

                Father Moore stopped before her, “It’s fine Sister Allie, I actually came to talk to you about something serious.”

                Sister Allie frowned, “Have I done something wrong?”

                Father Moore’s eyes raked over her body before meeting her soft blue eyes, “Some of the older church goers are concerned with your… attire.” Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/04/helen-takes-a-ride/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/04/helen-takes-a-ride/)

Helen Takes a Ride

Helen blushed as her honey brown eyes glazed over her sensuous form. Clad in tall black pumps, sheer black thigh highs pinned to a tight black garter belt, and her breasts nearly spilling from the sheer black bra she had to admit she looked damn good. Rarely did she dress up outside of work, but tonight called for something a little extra. Helen applied the last of her crimson lipstick to her pouty lips and nodded to herself. She was actually going through with this.

As she made her way to her bedroom her high pumps clicked along her hard wood floor. Each step bringing her closer to a new chapter in her life. Having her boyfriend leave her, cut down to part-time at work, and now having to pay for the apartment by herself Helen had wracked her brain for a new source of income.

It had been a fluke that one of her girlfriends had told her about women performing cam shows as she had called them. At first Helen was put off by the idea of sharing her body to the world, but between “researching” and fantasizing about the act she finally broke down and told herself she would try it one time. Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/03/take-the-shot/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/03/take-the-shot/)

Riley spoke first, “Jon I… just wanted to let you know that… tonight was wonderful.”

Jon replied with a smile, “It was, and seriously thank you for being there tonight Riley. It meant a lot to me.”

Riley nodded and before she could reply she felt Jon’s lips press against her own. Riley melted into the kiss and her hand came to cup his cheek, her thumb smoothing over his five o’clock shadow. Riley deepened the kiss tracing his bottom lip with her tongue. Jon opened his mouth and released a moan as her tongue danced against his. Jon pulled her onto his lap as she straddled his thighs. Riley pulled back slightly to discard her glasses before returning to capture his lips.

As they kissed Riley ground herself on his laps. Feeling his hard member through his sweats. Riley moaned as the friction built between them. Pulling back slightly Riley looked into Jon’s eyes for a moment before standing and reaching out her hand. Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/02/runaway-with-me/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/02/runaway-with-me/)

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Will sighed shaking his head, but couldn’t fight the proud look on his face, “Ya defiant one Claire.”

            Claire smiled smugly, “And, that’s why ya love me.”

            Will’s expression grew soft, “Oh I love ya now?”

            Claire nodded as if it were the simplest answer, “Course ya do. I love you and you love me. Else why would we keep meetin up like this?”

            Will’s eyes held nothing but joy and warmth, “Ya too smart for ya own good Claire. But I do love ya.”

            Claire smiled a Cheshire smile, “And, I love ya too Will.”

            Claire leaned in and captured Will’s soft lips. She released a breathy moan as warmth spread to her ears and down through her stomach. Will kissed her like she was the only woman in the world that mattered. Her tongue traced his bottom lip, and Will opened his own mouth as their tongues pressed against each other’s. Claire’s arms came to loop around Will’s neck as she straddled his lap. Will’s hands trailed down her back before cupping her ass sending a thrill through Claire’s whole body. Read more »

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/01/visiting-a-housewife/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/01/visiting-a-housewife/)

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            A knock at the door had Jennifer all in a huff. Who could be knocking at the door at thee o’ clock on a Saturday? Her husband and children were at their respective Saturday activities which gave Jennifer the whole afternoon to finish getting chores done around the house.

            The click of her white pumps echoed down the hallways leading to the front door. Stopping before a mirror the smoothed the front of her sky-blue dress that accentuated her hour glass figure. Her heart shape ass hidden beneath the slight fall of a skirt type bottom. Running a hand through her dirty blonde hair and ensuring her red lipstick wasn’t smudged she continued to the door. Opening it she was surprised to see her neighbor Jerald standing before her.

            Jerald was a Southern Baptist preacher who lived with his family down the street. They were a good bunch of people, but Jerald always seemed a little too over bearing for Jennifer’s taste.

            With a smile on her lips she greeted her neighbor, “Hello Jerald, what can I do for you?” Read more »