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The 2300 Gathering_(0)

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> “LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT!” “Shit!” I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. I slept in for more than an hour and had to skip breakfast at the hotel. Traffic wasn’t too bad but the security checkpoint was a nightmare thanks to TSA. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to start running because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal…just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate agent closes the door. “WAIT DON’T CLOSE IT! I’M HERE!!” The gate agent looks up at me a little startled. “I’m so sorry sir, you just missed your flight.” I start to plead with …

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Dark as Ivory 2

Ivory She was trying to drive me insane, I was convinced of it, and wondered if she hadn’t already succeeded. The night she sent me the watersports videos I might as well have been her slave. I loved watersports, fucking loved them and adored using them as humiliation play because that was hotter than hell. And she had messaged me with such eagerness for that kind of debasement while I thought about how the dress I’d gotten her wasn’t enough and never would be. She had me enthralled by my heart strings and I didn’t even fucking do love. I knew she was going to keep playing too, was eager for it. She was going to be a dirty, bad little girl in some way. What exhibitionist behavior would she taunt me with now? What …

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into the darkness part 2

Into the darkness part two. I stood outside her house. I was wearing a black hoodie and jeans. I had no idea what to expect. The text message read “Come to me now. The hour is nearly upon us.” What could that mean. My master had summoned me here. It was about 3am with a full moon in the clear night sky. I took one last look towards the heavens then pulled up my hood. I walked towards her door. I could see a red glow coming from her hallway. There was a note. “Thanatos, you may enter. Come to me. Follow your instincts and you shall find me.” More riddles? I opened the door and saw the most elaborate hallway. I had visited her a hundred times but never saw this. The walls were …

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High-School lessons.

I tried out for the swim team every year in high-school and made it at the start of my junior year. I’d always been pretty fast in all the strokes and they needed an IM guy so I finally made the squad. Everyone made me welcome because nobody else relished the extra training the Individual Medley requires. I was the only Junior there and coach asked John, one of the Seniors, to mentor me. He was really cool and didn’t seem to mind hanging with a younger teammate. He set up a training schedule for me and we spent a lot of time together in the pool in the evenings. I was making big improvements under his guidance and looked up to him a lot. He was fun to be around and cool and well-liked. …

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Birds of a Feather, Chapter 10

Birds of a Feather, Chapter 10 (Good News and the group grows larger) All of us except Al and Helga moved over to the large tables near the pool. Al and Helga went into the house and returned shortly with a couple bottles of wine, glasses and a tray of sandwiches. We didn’t bother to set down, instead we all poured a glass of wine and selected one of the sandwiches. We just talked and mingled, the topics of conversation varied from how other family members were doing to what we liked sexually. After a couple glasses of wine, most of the conversation had turned strictly to sex. Patty let it be known she liked playing with women and she was a real cum and piss freak. She liked both anywhere on her or in …

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Me and Mrs. B.

Mrs. B. was a great teacher for 10th grade English. Funny, engaging, personable—and a bit flirty. She was in her late-20s, just a couple years out of The University of Michigan, cute, nice body and flaming red hair that cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. She knew the boys all lusted after her and she did nothing to discourage our interest. Students even gave her a nickname, “Bubbles.” The administration was not pleased, but Mrs. B. didn’t seem to mind. She liked the attention. Oh, and I think that we actually learned a lot of English Lit between the horsing around. This was many years ago, back when teachers could lay an encouraging hand on a student’s shoulder without being labeled a sex offender. Teachers could sit close by a student to help …

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I became my kinky sister-in-law’s sex toy.

My wife, Jan had gone to a convention about something related to her work and would be gone for three days. This was just perfect for me. After I got off work I picked up my girlfriend, Judy and took her home with me to spend the time that my wife was going to be gone. I told her not to pack any extra clothes as she would be naked most of the time. We were well into the first night and having a great time. I had spread out a blanket on the living room floor in front of the crackling fireplace. We were both as naked as the day we were born. I was on top of her between her legs and pounding my rock hard seven inch prick as deep as it …

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W & Little D 02

On the Trail of Evil I had just gotten to my car when a text came into my phone. It was from Sis and said simply, “Burner Fibonacci 20 Single.” It wouldn’t take the Agency more than a few minutes to figure out that code, but first the message had to be sent to the proper people. That meant I had about five minutes to make the call. The code, which I had taught Sis many years ago, was simple. A Fibonacci sequence is a mathematical structure where the next number is the sum of the previous two numbers. Single meant to only use the final part of each number. Usually I use it to create a semi-random long number that I can easily remember, like for a password. In this case, Sis was using …

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Our New Plaything

My wife and I aren’t what you would call normal, or would we? I’m not entirely sure, we look normal on the outside, nice house, decent jobs, good neighborhood, not on drugs, social drinkers, and so on. We even look normal; I am 6ft tall with brown hair blue eyes and an average build. My wife is around 5ft 6 and has 34c breasts and brown hair with a curvy figure. There is one thing that is not normal, our love for sex. We’ve done practically everything, you name it we’ve done it. Out in public, filming ourselves, BDSM, and even on occasion we play a game I like to call, Fuck Tag, I’ll fill in the rest later. But so far we’ve only done it with each other. We had been discussing who to …

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Becoming a Lesbian Slave

1. A trivial beginning I couldn’t believe it had come to this…getting outside help. I had run this business for almost twenty years as the owner and main decision maker and we had been successful throughout our run. My small, but amazing staff ran like clockwork and I had not hired anyone new in over five years. But since the recession hit, sales had plummeted and after many failed attempts of rebuilding my business I was desperate. I own a bridal shop called White Wedding in downtown New York City and although a small shop in comparison to the massive corporate takeover of today’s society, it had always been quite successful. I believed in creating an experience for my customers so I hired only amazing people and treated them exceptionally well. We sold everything needed …

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The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 1: Try-Outs

Coach Ryan fumbled with his keys as he switched off his car’s ignition. He cursed as he reached down to pick them up, hands trembling. ‘Steady‘, he thought to himself. ‘There’s no need to be nervous.‘ That was a joke. In his 8 years coaching football at the high school he used to attend, there hadn’t been anything quite like this. How could he NOT be nervous. ‘Try-outs today‘, he thought, and chuckled to himself. It’s not like he was trying out for anything. As he walked toward the building, he tried to steady his breathing. He didn’t want anyone to see him shaking. A few of his co-workers greeted him as he navigated the soon-to-be-crowded hallways. Idle conversations, casual greetings. Mostly just pleasantries. That was good. Ryan was in no mood to have a …

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Marching Band (Part 3)_(2)

Chapter 3: Lauren I open my eyes at the sound of my alarm. I roll over and look at the clock: 10 A.M. I groan, and hit the snooze button. Fuck this shit. I know we need to practice, but on a fucking Saturday? Really? It had been about a week since my… experience with Becca. I thought about it every night during my sessions, if you get my meaning. Just remembering her pussy slide down my cock… I was wide awake now, with a boner in my boxers. Do I want to fap this beautiful morning? I thought to myself, sitting up in bed. No, fuck it. Gotta get ready anyways. I get out of bed and throw on a pair of shorts and a new shirt. Time to get this day over with. …

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Bait and Switch Retype – Ch 17-18 (Really)

Friend’s note: It’s been requested that I stop doing this, because the ratings are so low. I’m saddened by this. I figured that his fans would honor one of DB’s dying requests. Regardless of ratings, I will continue. I know that most of the negative votes are from people who don’t even read the story, they simply scroll to the end, and click negative. They don’t realize they’re hurting DB’s legacy, more than anything I could do. Anyone looking at his work, will see his good ratings, then the plummet. This doesn’t hurt me, it hurts his standing. I’m not going to let such petty actions, stop me from fulfilling my friend’s request. =================================== Ch 17 All I want to do is walk into my familiar bedroom, play a few video games, read a comic …

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Learning I am bi

How I learned I was bisexual. As a freshman in college, I was complete broke. I went to school on a full scholarship with no help from my parents. I quickly learned that free did not include spending money and minor expenses. My roommate was the complete opposite from rich parents and an expense account. They only reason he was in the dorms is that all freshman had to live in the dorms the first year and all dorms were 2 to a room. As we got to know each other, we learned that he did not know how to clean or do laundry. I did not have money for cleaning supplies or laundry detergent. We worked out an agreement that he would pay me to clean our dorm room and do our laundry. After …

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PURE PRIMAL PASSION…..A COUPLE REDISCOVER – CHAPTER 2

PURE, PRIMAL PASSION – A COUPLE REDISCOVER – CHAPTER 2 Hallo again! I did promise some of you I’d have this chapter posted a week ago, so to you loyal readers I sincerely apologize. I was hoping to complete this chapter before leaving on a business trip to Thailand, but my MD needed assistance with some last-minute preparations and I simply ran out of time. Our trip was busy but ultimately successful, and we had the opportunity to spend a couple of leisure days before flying home. We were staying in a five-star hotel in Bangkok, and indulged ourselves by spending time with a couple of stunningly beautiful Thai ladyboys. What an amazing experience! I believed I had enjoyed virtually every form of hedonistic pleasure a woman could indulge in, but this was something else …

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ABBY & THE CEO 10: GIVEN MORE

“OH FUCK! Oooooooooo … OH GOD … OHHHHHH FUUUCCKKKK” I was deep inside her flexing thighs. Mrs. C had begun orgasming minutes ago but I kept at her. Her hands and arms were flying, smacking the bed, her head was turning side to side, her hip rose and dropped, her legs flexed at the knees and dropped back straight, and her thighs were flexing together and apart. All the while she cried out with words and sounds. I was stretched out on my stomach inside her legs. I had two fingers in her drooling pussy, not fucking her with them as much as concentrating a strong, aggressive action on her g-spot. My mouth was covering her clit, the thumb of my other hand pulling back the hood to expose the throbbing, engorged pleasure nub which …

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James’ Descent into Cuckoldry

Summary – James’ dominating wife decides to turn him into a submissive, sissy cuckold. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be of legal age to read this adult story. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives! James Fagioli had always been weak and submissive. As a young boy, he obeyed his parents and tried his very best to a ‘good little boy’. In school, he was nearly invisible, except for name calling from the bigger kids due to his surname and his size and mannerisms. James was slim, short and a bit effeminate. Though he often tried to correct his teacher’s and …

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Taking Control chap. 2

I woke early the next morning to the feeling of an eager mouth on my cock. I looked down to see Tammy once more demonstrating her amazing oral talents on me. I could definitely get used to waking up like this. She was a virtuoso with her tongue. One of those rare women who truly love sucking a dick and getting her reward. Within minutes I was popping off in her mouth and she greedily swallowed my load, milking the every last drop from it. “Now that was a proper way to wake your master up.” I said. She beamed up at me. “We will have to make that a regular part of your duties. Now get up and make us some breakfast slut.” She got up and practically skipped into the kitchen. While she …

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The Medieval Marine Part Eleven

CHAPTER XLIX The next morning, Marion woke up terrified and alone. It had been a long night for her because she had almost constant nightmares. Images of Gabriel on fire and Luke hanging from a tree, gutted; filled her head. Also, images of Pollyanna giving birth and her child split open on a pike while still attached by the umbilical cord; her own child being tossed into a pig pen and being eaten alive also flew around her head. All this while she was tied to a stake so unable to do anything about any of this. Her cries just garnished cheers from the crowd who were being led be Cecilia. Marion had even begged to be killed but nobody would take the couple of seconds to kill her. On more than one occasion during …

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Building My Harem Pt. 1

The first part of a story I’m working on, hopefully it turns out well. I’ll be working on more parts. Just a warning, this story does contain incest between a brother and sister. It also contains foot fetishism. If that that sort of stuff isn’t your thing, then read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy. Comment, rate, etc. Feel free to make suggestions and what not, I’m always open to ideas. Just please be civil, I’m still working on honing my abilities, so my writing may not be top notch. Please enjoy. All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. Let me start this off by saying, I have always dreamed of having a harem. I mean, what guy wouldn’t? I was 23 years old, living in my …

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