Sleeping With The Enemy (Part VII)

I sat at the head of the long rectangular table which stretched across the lengths of the center of the dimly lit conference room. A single light hung overhead dutifully illuminating and shining its light upon the surface of the conference table.

My fingers drummed along the surface of the wooden desk.

“I’ve asked you all here because I plan to make my intentions known and ask for your blessings.” I began. My face was stern and my voice full of seriousness and purpose.

Several figures leaned forth, emerging from the shadows intently listening to every word of what I had to say.

This ‘Board Meeting’ was a meeting of the heads of our respective organizations. The organizations which dominated the criminal underworld. We called ourselves, the Chairmen of the Board of the Corporation.

To my immediate left was Curtis Draco, head of Draco Enterprises also known as the Draco Family. Draco and I had long history. During one of my first bids in incarceration decades ago, Draco and his crew looked out for me, helping me to grow new networks and expand my business. I knew I could count on him to stand loyally with any decisions that I made because he knew that I had thoroughly thought out any move before deciding to take decisive action.

[M]y choice of [F]ood and wearing a kilt. Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o3wx4s/my_choice_of_food_and_wearing_a_kilt_part_1/)

Ending Part 1 I said that my my wife came home but I meant to say back to the hotel. I figured I would save the edit of the OG post and correct that here. You may have already realized what I meant. Here’s part 2!

I never thought that in my lifetime, something like this would happen to me. To be in this situation. I have read some stories on here. Even fantasized about some actually happening to me irl. But you are never really prepared when a dream or a fantasy comes to life.

When the pizza girl asked to touch my cock, I was flattered but shocked. I was also slightly embarrassed. I didn’t expect that casually joking about checking what was worn under a kilt would open up this possibility. But there I was and I had to say something.

“Honestly, I would love to let you, but I am married, and this wouldn’t be right.” I said.

She now looked up at me and said, “Are you sure? Looks like “he” disagrees.”

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part III)

Marco Jardines was Antonio Geist’s right hand. A loyal henchman, Jardines was Geist’s closest friend and most trusted advisor.

It was widely believed that he was second in command of Geist’s operation, and that nothing happened without Geist or Jardines’s approval. In other words, anything that happened; Jardines knew of it.

He was an elusive figure in his own right; a tall and handsome Latin lover appearance concealed a calculating and devious mind. Although not much information was available on Jardines, it was widely believed that he had originated in the Caribbean region; presumably Cuba. His bronzed figure was sculpted and powerful. He had the features of a film star and the physique of a male model. He was never seen without being well dressed.

Everywhere that Antonio Geist made an appearance, it was safe to assume that Marco Jardines was somewhere nearby.

As the shots rang out and Antonio Geist lay bleeding outside the theater, it was Marco Jardines who rushed to his aid. The assailant rushed off into the night in full sprint ducking and darting through panicking onlookers and pedestrians. In pursuit behind him were a pair of Geist’s associates guns drawn and on the hunt.

My hot sister in law and family vacation part 11.b

(Second part of part 11)

The girls were moaning together and the blood was quickly running back to my dick. They neared their orgasm and took control of their own dildos. They were both pounding themselves. Frank was staring at Sandy’s pussy being stretched by that huge dildo and I realized this was the first time he had ever seen her masterbate with a toy. The girls came together in a mix of screams and moans.

They pulled the dildos our of themselves and both were covered in grool. They switched dildos and licked the other girls juices off of it.

Just like that I was fully hard again. I wanted one thing, I had to watch Sally take Frank’s huge cock. 

I walked over to her and said get on your hands and knees and bend over.  She did as I said.

I gave frank a look and he knew what I intended.

Frank walked behind her and said, are you ready to have my huge cock for the second time while holding his head against her slit.

She said, fuck me hard, rearrange your sisters insides.

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part II)

“That damn Geist.” Charlie snorted as he slammed his fist against his desk.

The impact of his fist against his desk shuffled a stack of manila folders containing varying degrees of information for the cases he was working. The main case he was pursuing: trying to apprehend Antonio Geist, who was world reknown by his aliases Tony the Ghost and Mr. Specter.

Geist had first come upon Charlie Duran’s radar when Charlie was just at the height of his career as a District Attorney.

According to all of the information which the Bureau had on him which in itself was scarce; was that Antonio Geist had moved around a lot in his life and became involved in international operations involving underworld connections to build a criminal empire. Little to nothing was known about his childhood or background, but what they did have was his arrest record and a long list of pending charges that they were unable to pin on him because of little to no direct evidence leading directly to him.

Duran’s eyes scanned the contents of the folder briefly.

The Boss’s Wife: Part Five [MF] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Straight Sex] [Cheating]

“Morning,” I said politely as Jack entered the elevator.

“Morning,” he replied.

We stood in silence as we waited for the elevator door to open. Outside it looked like I was annoyed and even a tad angry, but on the inside, I was jumping up and down for joy. The idiot beside me didn’t know that I was the only reason he had got the partner position, neither did he know that his wife had sucked my dick while he was in my office and just last night had let me throat fuck her until I came down her throat not once but twice.

I thought about last night watching his wife’s throat swell as I pushed my dick down it. I coughed to hide my smile.

“You better not be coming down with something,” Jack turned to look at me.

“No,” I smiled. “Just had something in my throat.”

“Good,” Jack said, straightening himself up.

“I heard your promotion party went well,” I said as the elevator stopped.

“You did, it seems that everyone knows more about my personal life than I would like,” Jack said, storming out of the elevator.

Sleeping with the Enemy (The Introduction)

To say that it all began like a scene from some mafia movie is an understatement…

The band stood on the stage of the club playing their signature big band sound. Varying patrons embraced the glitz and glam of the establishment. Women in cocktail dresses and fancy evening attire mingled amongst well dressed men in tuxedos. Laughter filled the air along with the sounds of the band and the beautiful woman who crooned a song of love and sorrow before the assembled mass of patrons. Waiters and waitresses glided through the rows of linen clad tables carrying beverages and exotically crafted dishes in a well orchestrated ballet. In the far corner of the club, she sat in silence.

I observed her from afar.

I leaned over to my associate and whispered something into his ear. He nodded in acknowledgement and turned his gaze to her as he rose to his feet and approached her table.

“The Boss will see you now.” He said.

She turned her attention to him and nodded as she shouldered her purse and followed him towards my table.

The Sharp Edge of the Veil – Chapter 6 [MF][Urban Fantasy]

This is not a stand-alone story. Please read previous chapters first. Links in comments

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Six – How Bad Can a Ball at the Castle Be?

“What is it with you guys and hitting me in the face,” I gurgled through the blood that was running from my nose down into my mouth.

“You should stop snooping around,” said the guy behind the guy who had punched me.

He had a heavy eastern accent. One that fit all to well with his face that seemed to have gone a few rounds in the tumble dryer.

Snooping around? Who the fuck says snooping around nowadays?

I looked up at the guy who had punched me. He looked like the missing link between a neanderthal and a rock. I recognized the guy who had talked, but couldn’t place him. None of them had been there when I got beat up last time. I tried to focus. It was hard with the excruciating pain hammering with every beat of my heart.

“And you should stop punching my nose,” I said, yelping as I put my nose back into place.

Do you think I can handle double penetration?

It’s been a long day at the office and the first thing I want to do is take a long, hot, relaxing shower and unwind. I walk in the house, toe off my shoes, and head straight for the fridge and grab the bottle of moscato that I put in to chill the other day. Eyeing the bottle while I take off my socks and toss them back towards my shoes, I know just how this is going to go down best… I grab the wine cork and pop it, bypassing the the glass and tip the bottle up as it’s sweet nectar splashes my tastebuds. Foregoing any lights, I head straight to the master shower, bottle in one hand as I kissed my hair from its band with the other, fingering my tresses as they fall down my back. Once I have reached my destination, I reach in the shower and turn on all heads just a little hotter then my skin can even take. My muscles are achy, not only from work, but you have definitely been pushing my sexual limits lately, almost to my breaking point. You have promise me a reward soon and thinking about it a smile creeps onto my face. Knowing most of your rewards are for your pleasure equally if not more then mine. But it have never made me shy away from anticipating receive it. The bottle is nearly half empty at this point and I can feel the tingle in my skin and bubbles in my head. I put down the bottle long enough to light some candles and start the 50 shades shuffle on my iTunes. Another big drink from the bottle, the mirror is already steaming up as I do a strip tease for myself. Tossing my clothes and rubbing my hand up my body, my breast, my neck, and grabbing my hair as I arch my back; bending and rubbing down my body with my other hand. Giggling at myself, a chill for the air hits me and reminds me what mission I was on. Bringing the bottle into the shower with me, I step into the heated spray and let the water crash down on me with open arms. As I stand there in the mist, my head tipped back enjoying my wine, your voice carries over the glass shower door. “That right there is the best sight I have ever seen”. I just look and you and smirk, you know that is your invitation to join me. You rip your shirt over your head and step in with your jeans on. Taking the bottle from me and pushing me up against the cool tile wall. You hold the bottle above me and slowly pour it into my open yearning mouth as your tongue runs up my breast and neck capturing the small trials that have escaped my lips. The bottle almost empty, you pour on my breast and capture in your mouth as it spills from my nipples. Lowering yourself down kissing along your path, my hands in you hair, you hike my leg over your shoulder and as your run your nose along my most sensitive spot. Dipping your tongue in for a quick taste before plunging your mouth on me and sucking my clit and tonguing my pussy till I am quivering and shaking on the verge of orgasm. But you aren’t ready yet. Tonight is the night for my surprise. The little devil in you isn’t going to give me what I want just yet. You have so much more instore.

Teach Me [F] to Cum

I came home full of confidence that I was going to get what I needed that day. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I started by getting in a black mini skirt and sheer white shirt. Black stripped thigh socks for extra measure just because I know he likes it. I walked into his office while I finished off my red hair in pig tails, told him to finish his work and meet me in the living room.
He seemed irritated by that already but it was about to become much more annoying for him. When he finally came out I was already on the couch my knees on either side on my face to show my him my pussy. My clit sucker had already put most the work in and made me soft and wet.

He didn’t even bother to look down he stared into my eyes saying, “what is it.” It’s a question but not one he wants to ask so he makes it blunt.

I try to keep my cool but honestly the more rude he is to me the more I want to shove his dick down my throat and prove what a good girl I am.