Rich in Mumbai

I am construction Engineer my name is Shaam, Right after my graduation I join a building repair work company in Mumbai, which was carrying out repair work in posh locality in Bandra. You know people are staying in the buildings and we need to do the repair works from outside its pretty tough job to handle these rich nuts. On the second day I got a complaint stating that you can’t tie the scaffoldings to the window, I got to know this from our labor. What the hell without which I can’t support the structure he told me to have a talk with this lady.I went to her house at 4 floor, a female servant open the door I asked for the madam, she told me to wait outside after a minute she call me …

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How did things end up like this? : Prologue

DISCLAIMER: This story contains themes and depictions of futanari, ntr/cuckholding, unrealistic body sizes/proportions, futadom, excessive cum, among other things. If you aren’t interested in these topics, you are unlikely to enjoy this story. This story is ongoing and may progress slowly at times. Despite this, I always try to get to the point and keep things interesting. I hope you enjoy. How Did Things End Up Like This? Prologue “H-hey so I guess we’re partners.” Blake said a bit awkwardly as he walked up to Carmen Williams with the project assignments sheet in his hand. “Yeah,” Carmen responded as she stood from her seat in the classroom, “I’m looking forward to it. But I really have this thing I need to get to… It’s kinda urgent. Maybe tomorrow we can meet at the library and …

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Doll House – Ba

The air inside the yellow cab hung heavy with the scent of artificial pine and stale cigarette smoke, the ventilation system humming a weak, rattle-filled tune. The streetlights outside smeared across the wet pavement in long, amber streaks, casting fleeting, distorted shadows across the vinyl seating. Baby Kay sat with her legs crossed, the sharp point of one stiletto heel digging into the rubber floor mat, her posture rigid and commanding despite the close quarters. Beside her, Danica was a dead weight, her head lolling against the partition, her blonde waves sticking to her damp forehead in chaotic strands. The driver, a man with a thick mustache and heavy-set brows that met in the middle, glanced up into his rearview mirror. His eyes, dark and critical, lingered on Danica’s slumped form with naked suspicion. He …

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The Lonesome Loser – Series 01 (Part I, The Beginning)

The Lonesome Loser Series. 01 (Part I – The Beginning) The Story: The Beginning The prequel: My name is Mickie, Michael Combs, or Mickie-boy, to my mom, and Michael to my dad. I have always been pale-skinned and skinny, with dirty, reddish-blonde hair. Mom would let my hair grow out, but once it grew too long, it would thicken and turn rusty orange. Then, once I began Elementary school, my hair would always be buzz-cut or kept short. Up until I was a pre-teen, I was a mama’s boy and followed Mom around like a kitten. Growing up in Westbury, Maine, I lived as a mama’s boy, seeing little of my father. Then, tragedy reared its cruel head. I was just eight when my Father was killed in an automobile accident. We packed up once …

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Lessons in Marketing – Part 1

Scott watched his wife and daughter getting ready to go. Both were beautiful women for their age, and he loved both dearly. His wife, Angela, could only be described as a curvaceous milf with long blond hair, D-sized breasts, and just enough fat on her to round things out without looking overweight. His daughter, Becca, was the spitting image of her mother, just younger and smaller in all areas. She was the athlete of the family, which explained why the two of them leaving for a team dinner that sadly only one parent could attend, and Angela drew the short straw. “Enjoy your time alone, baby,” she said, kissing him on her way out with an envious look in her eyes. “Bye, daddy!” Becca gave him a big hug before running out to the car. …

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The Holiday Surprise Pt. 6

The Holiday Surprise. by Vanessa Evans Part 6 The next day started much the same as every day there, woken up by a cock penetrating our pussies, a shower then a naked walk to the 7-up store, then breakfast out by the pool chatting to some, or all of the 4 guys. That day they decided to take us back to the beach with the sand dunes. I wasn’t complaining because I’d enjoyed myself there. The thing was, the guys decided that we didn’t need any clothes with us, not even the red cord G-strings. I was a little concerned that the cops might see Beth’s or my bare backs, right down to our butts, and pull us over for being naked on the back of the Quad bikes, but apart from a few blaring …

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SLAVE LEIGH_(0)

I am slave leigh. my Master’s name is Dark Hunter. i am allowed to call Him Dark Hunter, Sir or Master. i was instructed to write this out by my Master and share it with the world. i am to write out: a) The nature of my relationship with Dark Hunter b) Why i am the slave of Dark Hunter c) What i hope to gain from this relationship and d) What i learn from training sessions with Dark Hunter, citing specific examples a) i am the live-in, full-time female slave of the Perfect Man Dark Hunter. i keep Him happy in all ways and He keeps me in line. i serve Him. He trains me. i learn to be a better slave. This is purely consensual and agreeable to both parties. That is the …

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Eight – Part 2

By now we felt absolutely no inhibitions among ourselves and had tried just about everything there was to try. Rene and Jane loved to perform in front of us and secretly had bets between them as to how long it would take before George and I could take no more and joined in. For some reason there was one thing we had not done yet – neither George nor myself had penetrated each other. There was no particular reason as we didn’t find it unusual to touch each other and frequently guided our respective dicks into both the girls’ front or back passages as we felt fit. Not that we hadn’t been penetrated – the girls saw to that. I’ll never forget the first time it happened. George was on top of Jane and treating …

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Two Daughters Are Wearing Me Out

I loved Susan, my wife, with all of my heart. She gave me the best years I could ever have asked for as well as three wonderful children. I was totally devoted to her and astounded that I could have been so fortunate as to have won her heart. One night she had an accident on the road. I almost died of grief. If not for my children, I would have committed suicide. I couldn’t go on without her, but couldn’t abandon my children. I became absorbed by my work and daughters. My only social activities had to do with taking the girls to school functions. I refused flatly even to consider getting involved with another woman. The girls did their best to cheer me up. In many ways they were successful. We would go …

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Lonely Night_(1)

The wind blew through the night rattling against my window. I looked up at the sky staring endlessly into the darkness thinking to myself, if anyone could be here to hold me, look after me just talk to me I would be happy. Then, I almost fell out of bed hearing a loud banging on the door downstairs. As I made my way downstairs I heard the banging stop realising that whoever was out there must have heard me I called out asking who was at the door. All that I heard in reply were the words. “I need somewhere to stay please let me in out of the rain.” As I finally reached the door I rattled the latches on it slightly moving my hand down to the door knob opening it as I …

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Betrayal 3

Betrayal 3 The following morning I awoke to hear Brandi doing her morning bathroom stuff. I waited for thirty minutes, listened at the bedroom door until I heard voices in the kitchen, and then freshened up myself. Brandi was all smiles when I entered, and I found the table set for a single place. She poured my coffee, kissed the top of my head and said, “While you’re eating breakfast, I’ll take Lee over to the park and show him our new waterfall they just put in. Be back in thirty minutes, and we’ll plan the course for our day.” They were out the door before I could even respond. Suddenly, the English muffin looked like a piece of wood. I took my coffee out on the patio, and waited for two and a half …

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Birthday Initiation

Looking around the room, Rick surveyed the 5 couples already present,seated in the two rows of small love seats placed strategically facing him. His tall frame of 6 foot 5 inches and broad muscular build lent him an air of foreboding that he found useful in dealing with both female slaves and their sometimes too confident masters/husbands. Dark curly wavy hair and piercing black eyes, added to his dominant appearance and he knew his taut body was viewed and appreciated by both the women and men in the group. Dressed in black jeans, boots and a black leather vest, his bare tanned chest was visible thru the chains attached at the snaps down the front. He looked around approvingly as he checked the members for compliance. All had arrived on time, and with their slaves …

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A Slave’s First Day (repost)

Pulling up into the gravel driveway, I felt my insides quiver. The steering wheel felt slick as my palms sweated with eagerness and nerves. Even though no one touched me, I felt my skin tingle at the thought of the man inside the house. Over a year ago, I had begun to speak to him over the Internet. Through exchanged pictures, and text messages, he had become my master. Now, I was here to meet him. He had requested that, upon seeing him the first time, I be wearing nothing but a long jacket. Underneath it, I was completely bare. I felt my nipples harden, rubbing against the smooth fabric inside the jacket. The house was unremarkable; a wooden house painted a nice blue with two windows in the front. It was not overly large …

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Sneaking to the Bathroom

Tuesday, October 4, 2016 3:34 PM I’m sitting on the couch when he comes in, looking right at me. Without a word he comes over, never looking away and giving me those eyes that every woman wants to get from the man she loves. He leans down and gives me a kiss, quick and tame, before another one. Before long he’s giving me all the heat and passion he can manage, all through his lips on mine. He breaks the kiss, leaving us both gasping, and I could tell that he wanted more, even before he grabbed my hand to pull me up. Realizing where we are and that someone could walk in at any moment, he takes me to the bathroom. I grab his neck and pull him back down to me even as …

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Phoenix ch 01

Tanya danced across the stage and flipped her pale blue garter high over the heads of the cheering crowd. She was stripped down to her matching blue lingerie – corset, panties and stockings, now, and the corset only covered the lower halves of her large areolas, barely concealing her eraser-hard nipples. “That’s all, boys,” Tanya cheerfully called out to her guests. “Nothing else comes off! I’m not stripping naked on my wedding day for anyone but my husband!” She stepped down off the stage to a mixture of ‘boo’s’, hugs, kisses and repeated congratulations. She had waited before personally entertaining her guests until most of the invited MI personnel had already left the reception, just in case she’d ever want to ‘un-retire’ and go back into active duty. There was some semblance of comportment involved …

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Fatima’s escapades (Part 3)

Fatima paced anxiously in the living room waiting for Irfaan to pick her up for gym. This was all his idea. He’d ended up being the same stranger from the park. She couldn’t believe her handsome stranger had turned out to be the same guy she was supposed to meet as a marriage proposition. Her father’s business partner had wanted Fatima and his son to meet each other. Irfaan was delighted to find out that Fatima was the same woman from the park. He’d been afraid that he’d never see her again. He’d ended up fucking her in her parents kitchen the day before. She’d been amazing, absolutely driving him crazy with her eager willingness to submit to his every need. He wanted to know more of her. He needed to know more, to feel …

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The Morison’s

This is my first fantasy that involved a man, I’ve masturbated to this more times than I could ever recount. I was sixteen years old and getting too old to be taking baby-sitting jobs, but it was easy money and didn’t cut into day, fast food, job or impact my social life since I had none. I’d been watching these two kids Jake and Janice for two and a half years. They were usually in bed asleep when I arrived and all I did was watch cable TV, hoping to see some boobs. The parents were a super young, attractive, and fit couple. His name was Jake and he was in the reserves or coast guard, I didn’t know which or care. My eyes were always on her, Patty the perfect house wife. She had …

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A Dream Of A Night

My name is Dean and I am 18. I have dirty blonde hair with deep brown eyes. I have an average body. I must say I am a bit out of shape but I am still me. My life changed after a magical night with a very special person. We lived in a normal suburb with you average sized houses. Kids played in the streets. Riding bike and chasing each other as they went along. I woke to my alarm going off. I put it off and checked the time. It was 8am on a Friday morning. I apparently forgot to put my alarm off because it was a public holiday. I sat up and looked around my room and opened my curtain and the sun shone brightly in. I closed my curtain again and …

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