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Master and His Pet Slave

One particular afternoon master was feeling extra horny and wanted his slave to do dirty things more so than usual. He texted his pet and told his slave that she was gonna be his actual pet later and she will have to wait and see what is in store for later keeping her guessing and on her toes. He then texted her that somehow, some way, she had to figure out how to call him “sir” at work without drawing any attention to herself. He wanted her to know that at any point in time, she was his and she was to please him with whatever requests he could creatively come up with. So later on in the day, Master had asked his slave various questions and she answered like any normal person would. Then …

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How could this happen to me Part 2

Debbie woke up feeling very groggy and lethargic. Sitting up in bed she rubbed her eyes, her whole body felt sore and uncomfortable, she ached like hell. Looking down she was shocked at her appearance. She was wearing her wedding dress, her breasts were hanging out and she had her big pink dildo three quarters of the way up her vagina. “Oh my god”. She exclaimed. “What the fuck”. Trying to think straight she couldn’t for the life of her remember how she came to be in this situation. Glancing at the clock and seeing it was about five minutes before Brian got home from school she panicked, removing her dildo and quickly taking her shoes, wedding dress, stockings and suspenders off she made her way unsteadily to the shower. The hot water spraying her …

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The Horror At The Bruja House

The Horror At The Bruja House By rutger5 (An Original Story – Copyright 2012) DISCLAIMER – This is a work of fiction. All similarities to anyone living or dead is in your imagination. Only fictional characters were hurt in this story – its not real. ____________________________________________________________________________________ The pretty dark haired girl climbed from her little yellow VW and after smoothing out her short denim skirt turned toward the gas pump. After swiping her card she waited for the prompt telling her to proceed. Once it did she unscrewed the gas cap before lifting the nozzle from its holder and raising the lever. “Hey sweetie, do you want some help with that? After I pump your gas maybe you let me pump something else of yours?” The comments were followed by the sound of crude and …

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Bimbo Lessons

Characters are fictitious. My name is Patricia Reich and I live in Edwardsville Illinois. To get to the point, my secret desire since I was fifteen was to be an oversexed slut with an attractive man to take advantage of me. I was never like that, I was the brainy one with a college degree. I wanted to be the blond headed cheerleader fucking all the cute guys on the football team, or some little jail bait slut seducing older men and screwing college guys when I was sixteen. I’m tall and blond, five ten, and I’m not bad looking and I’ve got good boobs, but I was just never able to be that other person, I drank a little but never to excess, I never smoked pot, another secret wish. I had boyfriends, but …

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Upsetting the apple cart part 4

Sandra knocked on her sisters door and waited. It had been over a week since she had last met up with her sister and she was looking forward to some friendly company. In the six months since her breakup Sandra only had her sister and her own two kids for companionship, not wanting her friends prying into her breakup, if it hadn’t been for her sisters support she would have cracked under the stress of it all. ‘Where was she and who does that X5 belong to’ Sandra thought. Sandra had been waiting about a minute and was just about to get her key from her bag when she saw Lynn coming down the stairs through the stained glass front door panel. Lynn took a deep breath and opened the door, “Hi sis, sorry i …

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Slutty discovery

It’s not that I didn’t like sex it’s just that I never thought about it. I understood how things worked and were everything went but I just wasn’t interested in it until one day. It all started one Friday night. I was at a friends house down the street and my parents had gone out for the evening. My brother was home alone. Nothing out of the ordinary. Anyway, it was about 9pm and I decided to walk back home. It was just a quick walk up the street. I went inside and headed upstairs. My brother who was in his room must not of heard me come in because as I walked past his bead room his door was open just bit and I glanced in as I passed. I stopped short as I …

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Megan Learns to knock….

My wife Robyn, step-daughter Megan and I, Live in a two bed room apartment. Robyn and I have been married for a year now. Both Divorced. The first 7 months of date were great. Megan wasn’t too fond of me and didn’t approve of me and her mother. I once heard her and mother talking. “Honey, Royce and I are getting pretty serious. He’s going to be around a lot more.” Robyn would say. “Why could you and dad work things out?” Megan asked. It was clear she wasn’t really mad at me. Just wanted her old life back. A day before I popped the question to Megan’s mother, I came to ask for her blessing. We talked and I finally won her approval. Since Megan stayed with her dad, I’d only see her every …

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TEENAGE TRAILER PARK TWATS

Teenage Trailer Park Twats Two nineteen year sluts go on all out fuck and suck binge sexstoriesanderotica.com I am one of the few girls who will ever admit this, but the truth is the truth. And my truth is that from the time I was 18, I was the biggest cum sucking, take it in the ass, pussy licking whore this side of the Susquehanna River. I’m not sure why, or what it was that caused me to have such an insane sexual appetite. I was normal in every way except for the fact that I grew up poor in a rundown trailer park in a small one horse town in the southern part of central Pennsylvania. And as unfortunate as it is, a lot of the stereotypes of the trailer park lifestyle that you …

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Frank’s surprise at work.

Frank walked into work with a raging hardon knowing he’d be getting a big cock when he got out of work. He had been talking to a black guy online who showed him a pic of his 10″ cock that had his mouth watering ever since. Frank had just started sucking cock at the tender age of 15 but he had been dying for a big black cock ever since he had started watching interratial porn and reading stories about young boys getting gangbanged by black gangs. It was starting to get late at work there was nothing to do for another hour until it was time to close so Frank went out back to take a piss. After he pissed he started thinking about that 10 incher and also about his coworker who was …

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Santa’s Perverted Helper Acquires An Assistant

Santa’s Perverted Helper Acquires An Assistant By rutger5 (copyright 2012) The winter morning arrived clear and bright with just a hint of frost in the air. Of course to me it felt like paradise and not just because winter was in the air and I would shortly be resuming my duties as one of Santa Claus’ most trusted helpers. Today I would be having a reunion with little Susie Walker. She was the formerly naughty minx who I had helped in turning from the path of naughtiness to the superior path of niceness. It had been a year to the day when we had met and experienced, at least for me, the single greatest afternoon of my life. As I got ready I checked my appearance in the bathroom mirror and smiled. Since last year …

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A holiday trip back home

Many years ago, I was on holiday in the UK with Grant, he has a big family, mainly brothers, one I fancied, but never got the chance to fuck, but maybe that was going to change. We were staying with another family member, but seeing as Luke owned a pub and had room we moved in with him for a few days, it turned out to better than I hoped. He was single and no shortage of woman chasing him, but often I found he pushed up against me when we were in his flat above the pub, and gave me sly looks too, but then he did know we swung, so it never worried me or Grant. I told Grant we were going to have to get him alone so I could get him …

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Familly Lessons 6

Mark woke up and reached out to stroke Josie’s shoulder, the cozy warmth of sleep still in his eyes. She mumbled something and rolled back toward him. He let one hand slide down to her breast, massaging it lightly through her flimsy nightie. Her lips parted and she moved into the touch, still somewhere between sleep and waking. He slipped his hand under the silky negligee and touched her bare breast, tweaking the nipple slightly. With that her eyes fluttered and she looked up into her husband’s eyes. “That feels good. Horny this morning?” she asked. “Always,” he said, “but…” Just then he heard footsteps padding down the hall. There was a tap at the door, and their son Phillip’s head appeared as the door swung inward. “Me and Julia are going swimming,” he said, …

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My Ultimate Gay Bukkake Experience

(Sory for my broken english, it is not my first language) this story is for thoses who like the “old-young” type of gay sex stories and YES, it is a true story. I would not call this the second part of my first story but it is in some kind still related to it, well to what hapened after the first story hapened. Some of you might have allready have read my previous story, it was about my first glory hole experience where I ended up sucking a much older men’s cock nice and sweet and loved it even more that I could expect it. At the point where it is even my best sex experiment I ever had… Until this story hapened. A few days after the first story hapened (in august 2015) I …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 8) – The Switch

The grip on his forearm was less a handhold and more of a clamp, a desperate anchor point in a sea of polished marble and hushed whispers. Aspen’s fingers dug into the wool of Scott’s sleeve, twisting the fabric into a tight knot of tension that threatened to pull the seam right off the stitching. They moved across the lobby floor, the soles of their shoes squeaking in a ragged rhythm against the high-gloss stone, a discordant counterpoint to the muted elegance of the space. The air inside the hotel tasted of stale vanilla and expensive floor wax, a cloying, manufactured perfume designed to mask the scent of transient lives and the secrets they dragged through the revolving doors. Scott adjusted the strap of his overnight bag, the leather biting into his shoulder with a …

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THE VISITING MEDIA CELEBRITY

I was aware of some of the setbacks she had suffered in her business life, dodgy accounting practices she claimed were not her fault, more than once. Also aware of her great success and reputed wealth and her intriguing, opaque, sexual reputation. It was a Monday when my Ada agent phoned to confirm my appointment with Sussan, Friday night at the end of the week after her engagements had played out. Ada told me, “Sussan likes to be known as a player even though she is not as young as she once was. I think she would be dynamite in bed, a very sophisticated lover, probably bi-sexual. Haven’t I always proved to be a good judge for you? One last thing Michael, “Despite her soft and glowing media persona, Sussan is reputedly one of those …

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What Hole Do You Want First

~Part 1~ Talking to you every day became a ritual that I looked forward to. You would call or send me a text, just shooting the breeze, which always put a smile on my face. The more I talked to you, the more intrigued I became. I didn’t mean to start liking you, it just kind of evolved on its own. We really only connected because of social media. Funny thing is, I didn’t know who you were and you didn’t know who I was, yet we shared almost thirty friends. Even funnier was that we both worked for the same agency, though not the same department. I had asked around about you, and come to find out, you did the same. I laugh at that now. I only had a simple question that I …

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Upsetting the apple cart Part 6

Lynn was in the middle of trimming her hairy bush, when she was interrupted by the phone ringing. “Hi darling”‘ she answered, having seen it was her husband. “Hi hun, you sound a lot better than you did this morning”, Mark replied, adding, “did you manage to get a good couple of hours in bed ?”. Lynn felt herself blushing as she recalled getting fucked in the arse as she spoke to him earlier. “Yes my love, it was a great few hours. I feel so much better for it”. Lynn told him, dreamily thinking of the way Steve’s magical cock had fucked her stupid for most of the day. “How are you darling, is it all going well? “. Lynn asked, still blushing as she couldn’t block out the images of earlier. Her poor, …

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My Tales as a Submissive to a Master Part 1

I wake in the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed. The sun is coming in through the window and cascading softly against the bed. The weather report said it was going to be in the mid-eighties today and not a cloud in the sky. It was the perfect today to go for a run. The alarm hasn’t gone off yet, so Derek is still snoring softly beside me. I quietly get up, switch the alarm off and get ready in my running clothes. Since it was going to be so warm today, I decided to wear just a sports bra and running shorts. I put my hair in a long pony tail, brushed my teeth and I was about to walk out the door. Before I go, I give Derek a quick soft kiss on …

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The Witches Next Door

The Witches Next Door ~ by DarkTalons Spring break had finally hit, and the house was mine for a whole week. Mom, Dad, and my little sister had piled into the car Friday afternoon with all their luggage, waving like it was some big adventure to visit my grandparents upstate. I stood on the porch in my gray t-shirt and black basketball shorts, barefoot on the warm concrete, and gave them the classic “have fun, don’t die” send-off. The second their taillights disappeared around the corner I was already planning it: sleep till noon, order pizza all week, maybe hit a couple parties if the boys hit me up. No chores except the basic shit Dad told me about—take out the trash, check the mail, don’t burn the place down. Easy. The neighborhood was dead …

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