Adventures of Jamie

Best Comeback, Ever! (Jamie’s Finale)

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Author's note:  This is part six, and the finale of Adventures of Jamie...however, this also involves a new beginning as my longtime readers might recognize two old friends... How the hell did I get here? Jamie thought as she arched her back and felt the thrust of Vince's huge erection inside her.  Thanks to ample amounts of champagne as well as being fucked with a bowling pin not all that long ago, her pussy was rather numb.  Also, again likely due to champagne, she was not entirely sure how many guys she had fucked this evening. As a pure guess, she might have said ten...and in reality she was drunk enough to have only been a third right. Had she remembered all thirty guys, it would have made the short story she sent into her [Read more...]

BDSM – Jamie Opened Wide

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Author's Note:  This is part five of six in Adventures of Jamie. How the hell did I get here? Jamie thought as she..."FUCK!" she screamed feeling her pussy being stretched open. The audience gasped and awed their approval as they watched Javon twist the black Jolly Roger-painted bowling pin he had inserted between Jamie's legs. Tears burned her cheeks as Jamie tugged against the restraints that had her tied, chest down, to the miniature pommel horse-like bench. The warehouse walls were black, done in the same black paint that was used to blot out light from the windows near the to of the walls...not that there was much light coming in at midnight.  It also seemed to be the same shade of black that most of the two hundred [Read more...]

On Ice

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Author's note:  This is part four of Adventures of Jamie, a series that will finish with two further parts this coming week that have already been completed.  Jamie has been a tough one to write as she puts my libido into overdrive...and the intensity is why I am limiting this series.  Some of this has gone quite dark...although not this one to the same degree.  However, parts 5 and 6 definitely go to a very dark place with, what I think is an ending Monty Python would be proud of that will hopefully bring a nice surprise for my regular readers...but I'm getting ahead of myself. How the hell did I get here? Jamie's stockings were the color of midnight and were very high on her thighs. The black pumps she wore had almost fallen [Read more...]

Facts of Fiction

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Author's note:  This is part three of Adventures of Jamie, and her first appearance on Wicked Wednesday.  As a writer, Jamie is a funny character as much as people will have fantasies about different things I have always found the actual writing very clinical...however, for some reason, Jamie is a huge turn on to create. How the hell did I get here? Jamie thought with a slight grin.  The grin, however, was quickly washed away as her hair was tugged hard yanking her head back.  Thanks to this, she stared at the softening erection presenting itself for inspection that had just erupted with warm semen all over her face.  She was lucky that it avoided her eyes. The erection belonged to a fellow whose name she did not know. He was before her [Read more...]

Cat’s Away

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How the hell did I get here? Jamie thought as she felt Kirsten's nails scratching down her back. Looking down, she was on her knees and lowered herself until she was sitting on Blonde-Vince's face. In front Kirsten embraced her, crushing their breasts together. She closed her eyes and felt the play of Blonde-Vince's tongue wash through her with the warmth of Kirsten's body. Both women were completely naked except for each wearing black boots...Jamie's to her knees with full laces and four-inch heels; Kirsten's folded above her knees like a mock pirate boot. Eyes reopening the scene of dark old brown-stained wood everywhere refreshed. The wooden floor was covered with a peach and white beach blanket that Blonde-Vince had in his car. The [Read more...]

Spine Shivers

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Jamie's black curly hair was being held up from her neck by Tom so that Joe could nuzzle her neck. How the hell did I get here? she thought...but quickly pushed it away with thoughts of gift horses and mouths, or more importantly what would soon be in her mouth. Both men had her pressed against the wall of the tiny hotel room hall. It was Tom's room, and his computer was open on the desk and playing an old Chicago tune that, being the bedside clock read 3:34 AM seemed rather appropriate. Speaking of things that would soon be in her mouth, she could already feel both erections humping her nyloned legs through the fabric of each man's pants. The three had met at the conference today. A meeting of some creative minds to discuss [Read more...]