Authoritarian

Drinking Cum Tea

By now, Mila Brooks was long dressed and taking it easy in the lofty, plush chair. She looked mind-blowing and lovely. With no bra put on to grasp her breasts in their safe place, her extensive and vast light brown hair issued down between her shoulders so as to mask a considerable lump of her boobies. Small and slack-fitting her breasts might have been, they were perfectly made and risen up. In addition to this, her bare, giant, nice-looking ass beneath was fairly at ease and persuasive what’s more. As a bit soaring than her and sombre looking Brandon stood and lingered before her, he could not help it but moment after moment droop his head down to sneak a quick glance at an uncovered and silenced her. “You enjoy being undressed with me, my …

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Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 3

Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 3 Frank and Janis have been married for years and have enjoyed kinky sex involving BD/SM to the point that their relationship has evolved into a Master/slave life style. Both are very happy with their life style and with the three daughters forming a happy family life aside from their kink. Daughters Sandra now twenty and very beautiful with her mother’s looks. She is like a younger version of Janis. Diann now eighteen and a mirror image of her mom and older sister and then there is Angela now sixteen having beauty to equal her mom’s and sister’s. She is a slight bit heavier than the other three with bigger breast and hips. The three girls have grown to love Frank as their father since he always loved and cared for …

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Dad’s Porno Magazines: Chapter 3: James Loses His Virginity

After the three of them got cleaned up, they went to their respective rooms to recover. James laid on his bed, reliving the events that had transpired today. He thought about how it felt when he had jacked off, and the intense pleasure running through him as he came. He remembered what it tasted like to eat his middle sister out, her sweet juices filling his mouth. He also thought about how incredible it felt when his sister’s sucked on his dick until he came again. And finally thinking about what he had done to his oldest sister’s asshole, licking it, then sticking his finger in there. When Karen left James’s room, she took the magazine that she was looking at with her. She still could not believe what had transpired this afternoon. Part of …

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Kidnapping a slut

I’ve been wanting you for so fucking long. Watching you from afar. Seeing you walk around the neighborhood with your dog. Studying your habits. When you get up..when you turn off the light. Stalking you day and night. Obsessed about that slutty body. Yes, slut. I’ve watched you use your toys through your bedroom window. Fucking that slutty cunt and your dirty ass and listening to you cum again and again. Sometimes on the phone. Sometimes on the computer. I know how hungry that cunt is and what it needs. So I have a plan. And you have no idea what’s about to happen. I park my car around the bend in the road so you don’t seen anything unusual as you come back home from doing your laundry. The kids come out as you’re …

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My summer Boss 6

“My, my, this is quite the bind you’ve put me in ladies.” I couldn’t believe my mind was functioning as well as it was. Two stunning…naked…horny…women, worming their bodies on top of me in an effort to be the closest to me. They didn’t seem to get it right away, their minds clouded with one singular objective. After a few moments of jostling each other, catching a few elbows and knees myself, Eve managed to shoulder Brook off of me. “What do you mean, bind?” She asked, grunting and catching Brook’s hands as she tried to grab her and throw her off. “Well, just stop for a second and look at what you’re doing.” They both paused and looked at each other. “I don’t see a problem here.” Brook said, her arms flexing as she …

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Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 03

Chapter Four: Further Training. I felt like I was being stabbed in the head over and over again. My puffy eyes popped open and for a brief moment I forgot where I was. As if the events of the past couple days were terrible nightmares that I was finally waking up from. Much to my chagrin however, the worn lime green shag carpet remained beneath my naked and chained body and I was still a prisoner to a sick pervert. Ten seconds passed and another painful jolt found its way directly into my brain. I quickly moved my little body up and got on my knees, spread my thighs wide, arched my back and cupped my firm little breasts. I stayed in that position for what seemed like forever, once again feeling my thighs go …

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The Inheritance – Second Part

Well, dear readers, I think I’ve found a way to continue the story without losing continuity. As you’ll see, there are some rather perverse situations (which, if you’re like me, you’ll surely love). As always, I will gladly receive your comments, suggestions, or ideas for new stories. Ana Raquel The Inheritance – Part Two A month had already passed since the events of my previous story. Laura and I were perfectly settled in our new house, which, thanks to Enriqueta, was gleaming: the kitchen spotless, the floors polished with care, dinner served punctually at 9:00 p.m. Since Enriqueta had gone from helping us three times a week to being available every day, we finally suggested to Elena that they move into one of the spare rooms on the first floor. She accepted almost immediately. So …

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For the Love of Lana 3

I stood there clutching the official stamped letter from Lady Vishnew; yes I knew my mother was in on this with her. I’d racked my brain for a few moments when a smile broke out on my face, yes there was definitely a way to turn this, and maybe use a little of there own trickery against them, then again, these two weren’t stupid they were after all over 1000 years old, I had to step very lightly, very lightly in deed. Walking back in I sat to try and plan for the onset of a war as I put it, or just meddling mothers to put it even better. Damn! I really needed to talk to Lana about this and see what she thought, I knew that woman was no dummy and figured she’d …

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TXR-92U-2280 – Call Name: Sara – Part 1

In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds are held thrall, without status or legal rights. They are quite literally living property, and may be bought, sold and used for any purpose, including: hard labor, breeding, menial work and sexual servitude. This series of stories, which is not presented in any particular order, explores the daily life of a prostitute-slave named Sara. Purchased at auction by a Las Vegas casino, she is tasked with fulfilling the sexual urges of its clientèle, who pay for her favors along with room service and Wi-Fi access. Subject to their every whim, she has known both anguish and delight, but most often …

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Slave of Amazons

Getting captured sucks. It tends to involve things like pissing yourself in terror, while terrifying Amazons hold their spears deathly still at your Adam’s apple, leaving you too afraid to so much as swallow. Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery sucks. It involves standing naked under the hot sun, as Amazons mutter and joke to each other about you, while your throat dries out and a thin layer of dust cakes you. The start of being a slave wasn’t so bad. The dust of the markets was washed off. The welts that my whippings had left were poulticed. I was anointed with fragrant oils and clad in simple robes. I couldn’t help but be nervous though, because the men who …

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Teachers: Mr Johns_(1)

Teachers: Mr Johns It seems strange looking back on it now but I was never embarrassed about my body, I just hated showing it. This was most pronounced at school when I would avoid having a shower after sports lesson till everyone else had finished. I would always volunteer to put the equipment away so that the showers were almost empty when it was my turn. Then I would quickly strip off run in get clean and with my towel tied around my waist get dressed, usually still soaking wet. It wasn’t because I had a bad body. I was a little short for my age but I was really thin. I just never put any weight on which is why I was always the hooker in rugby and why I was fast at the …

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The War of 2020 Pt. 2_(2)

***** As always, please be aware there is graphic and offensive content throughout this text. Support or feedback is always appreciated. Please vote or comment, I love to hear from readers. I incorporate your opinion as I build the world. This is a fun hobby for me but please don’t take the story too serious, its just erotica 😉 Enjoy ~TY Ch. 5 Delivered Jack moved along the treeline, stepping quietly over rocks and unearthed roots. He just spent hours trekking through the woods, mapping out the extensive Compound. It had such a large amount of dense forestry within its borders, it was almost a liability. Jack could remain hidden fairly easily while still getting close enough to hear certain conversations. He had slept outside of CG Barberi’s cabin last night, waiting patiently for Morgan …

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Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 3 – Three More Days

Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 3 – Three More Days Images of characters can be found here: forum.xnxx.com/threads/neapolitan-birthday-a-story-of-conquest.722461/ Continued from “Neapolitan Birthday, Pt 2 – Three Complimentary Flavors” The first pale light of Saturday crept through the blinds and painted soft gold stripes across the bed. I woke slowly, half-convinced the whole night had been a fever dream, until I looked down and saw them. Three naked women tangled around me like living artwork. Michelle on my left, one arm flung across my chest, blonde hair spilling over my shoulder, those perfect D-cups rising and falling in slow, deep breaths, nipples still faintly swollen from everything we’d done. Jane on my right, curled into my side, heavy breasts pressed warm against my ribs, dark hair fanned across the pillow. Tamera half-draped over my legs, freckled back glowing …

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Mikaela the College Submissive

I never really thought of myself as the kind of guy who would ever get into anything all that fetish-y. That is until I met Mikaela. She’s the kind of girl I had my suspicions as to whether or not they really existed. Mikaela was a submissive in the extreme. She fucking LOVED it! First time I met her she seemed like a normal enough girl. They always do from all reports. That is until I got her into the bedroom. In the privacy of the bedroom I was known as nothing other than “Daddy” or “Sir”. And I’d be lying if it didn’t make my dick stiff every time. Just to bring it back to the beginning, I’m Jim, I’m a first year at uni and been living in a dorm room. I met …

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The Local Flavour

‘Do you mind if I join you?’ She is tall and blond, but that is the most one can say of her. She is fat beyond caring, broad shoulders, thick arms white and freckled, the flesh hard and compact. Small flat breasts, big round belly stretching the cloth of her one-piece bathing suit. Impossible to tell her age, it could be anywhere between thirty and fifty. ‘This sun is killing me. You’re a smart boy to keep out of it.’ I have found a place under the palm trees on the beach, just off the ruins. The lady lowers her broad behind into the sand right next to me, using my shoulder for support. Although on a first impression she seems to be of some standing, she is not sitting exactly ladylike. One fat hairless …

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Femdom

I’d been trying to bring bondage into our relationship for a few months. As a little girl, I’d always enjoyed games that involved tying each other up, be it cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, whatever. I’d evolved into somewhat of a switch, finding almost equal joy in restraining and toying with others as I did being restrained. My boyfriend had resisted all my attempts, citing weirdness, uncomfortablitiy, claustrophobia, and that he “didn’t want to do that” to me. After months of discussions to what bondage actually was and what it entailed (as opposed to the leather whips and chains misconception), he’d relented and started experimenting. There was always a D/s aspect to our relationship. Inevitably, when one or both of us wanted to fuck, one or the other would assume a dominant role. He …

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Loving Babysitter Part 1

–It all started when I was 12. I remember it like it just happened, how could I ever forget? My parents were going out of town for a few days, moving trucks. My older brother was staying with my aunt, and I insisted I was old enough to take care of myself. However, my parents gave me a big fat no as the answer. They asked one of my dads friends, Jamie, to stay with me while they were gone. Jamie was 28. I always thought she was kind of weird with her really short brown hair, never wearing girls clothes, and driving a big truck. What kind of girl did that? –Jamie came in as my parents were packing to be ready to go, and my brother was gone. I was still a bit …

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Welcome to Lawson Logistics #5: The Test

The phone on my desk beeped, letting me know that Heather was trying to reach me. I reached over and tapped the button with one hand, while the other kept my Toy’s dick-filled mouth firmly pressed down. For the past week, I had constantly been training her body to better be used. She certainly had endurance thanks to her sporty background, but she lacked sexual experience prior to her acquisition, and nowhere did it show more than her oral skills. Thankfully, she was getting better. She no longer instantly gagged when I got my dick more than halfway into her mouth, and currently I had her lips touching my base. “Yeah?” I asked Heather. “I have Ms. Lawson on the line,” she said through the speaker. “She says she has important news for you.” I …

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Locked Up

Chapter 74: LOCKED UP In total darkness, before the sun had shown her smiling face, my eyes crept open. My hardness was evident, it throbbed between my legs. I lay quietly, enjoying the gentle rocking of the boat, listening to the waves lapping against the hull. I was being hypnotized back into the land of dreams when Dani, lying next to me, stirred. I felt the warmth of her body against mine, making my wood twitch and quiver. Instinctively, my hand surrounded her breast, squeezing gently. Her moan gave me permission to roll on top. Her legs parted, giving me permission to enter her and relieve the pressure now raging in my nether regions. After getting Dani to shore and into a taxi headed to the bus station, I readied the Love Boat for the …

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Nectarine

I watch her. Light, cold from the fridge dissipates the gloom of the kitchen, turning murky again as indistinct shadows lap at her edges. Poise. Her soft curves at once appearing and disappearing as she plays tacitly with the milky glow. She has her own shadows. The red has subsided and given way to darker kisses. Her thighs hide then momentarily reveal his attention; now subtle: then violent. Black whorls of haem: breasts; thighs; buttocks; obstinate and rude; cartographic; a quiet narrative tale of her adventure and acquiescence. Each subtle movement revealing further contour lines: from the pale alabaster of her skin graduating to sharper, aching colours, developing in monochrome detail, marking the intense change in altitude of foothills, valleys and hills. Her purpose is indistinct, but she’s hungry. Sugar isn’t enough. It needs to …

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