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High School Fantasies: Sam

Sam: So i walk into my 6th period drama class one of the first people in there and I am tired coming from P.E. class with Mr. Bobof. And sam is behind me a ways and she comes up and shes wearing plaid skirt and pink shirt with no straps.witrh a black shirt under it. She gives me a big hug and my hand slips into her skirt, it’s a little loose in the back. She doesn’t even hardly notice until im sitting there staring at her blue thong. I was day dreaming about something when i hear Chaz…are you staring at my ass? Im like oh ya ur ass is so hot. She knows how hot she is so she just ignores it. So i take here back to the office to the side …

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Sick Girl, Sick Step-Father

His wife had been visiting her sister for a while so he had started chatting with some some of his old buddies. Its late so he thinks hes safe as they all share pictures, competing on who has the best cache. He reaches into the boxers to relieve the tension that’s been building for days. He doesn’t notice when the door opens and Erica, his thirteen year old step-daughter, walks into the dark room. He practically jumps out of his skin as she speaks and he drops his hand but has no time to put away his hard-on. “Dave, I don’t feel well,” she says as she walks over in a daze of sleep and fever, wearing a red t shirt that is not quite long enough to cover her pink panties. “Whats wrong sweetie,” …

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Tale of two Indian sisters Part 1

“Aaahhhhhhhh…aahhh… faster… faster.” The ancestral house of Balwant Thakur, the sarpanch(Sheriff) of the village, was empty, but there were sounds coming from the storeroom. Anupriya’s naked ass was on one of the wheat sacks. Her legs were locked onto the thighs of Dhondu who was showing no mercy as he was pounding her as hard as he could. “Oh god… Four days is like four years… ahh… suck my boobs, drink the milk… it’s tough to drain it myself.” Anupriya moaned. Dhondu immediately started sucking out the warm sweet breast milk. Although, Anupriya’s son Aaditya was weaned off six months ago, she was still secreting milk for Dhondu to feast on and she had to drain it during her bath if he couldn’t suck it dry. “WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE?” A voice totally …

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5 – Senior Year – Part 2

Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I have stories before this – while the other stories are not necessary to read, they do help to build up some backstory to where I was in my life at the time. Once again, while the verbal interaction may not be accurate, the physical interaction is to the best of my recollection. ——————— Senior Year had been going… Well, I suppose. I really didn’t have any room to complain. I had come to realize that I was destined to just be a bad boyfriend until I met a woman who was …

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Lonely Night at the Gym

After a crazy long day at work, I head back home to my place. These long office hours are killing me! I already work weekdays from 8AM-5PM. Today though was a complete disaster! My boss had us stay an extra three hours to complete a deadline for a project we’re finishing up. That was a 12 hour day! By the half way point of the day, I would have been happier jamming a pencil into my forehead rather than complete my required tasks. All that matters now is that my day is finally over. I get home after 9PM. I’m so exhausted, I throw myself on my couch in the living room and pass out for a good two hours. I wake up and feel a bit more energized. Deciding I wasn’t quite ready to …

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LinkedIn Cuckold Mindset: Getting Cucked Was the Best Career Move I Ever Made Ch. 07

The conference room was quiet except for the soft rustle of papers. Mark sat on one side of the long table, looking smaller than usual in his chair. Across from him sat Sarah, calm and composed, with her lawyer, Ms. Reynolds, beside her. Next to Mark sat his own attorney, Mr. Harlan. From the very first minute, it was clear whose side Mr. Harlan was really on. Ms. Reynolds slid a document across the table. “As we discussed, Sarah will retain full ownership of the marital home. Mark will sign over his portion of the deed. In exchange, he keeps his car and his personal retirement account — though we’ll need to revisit that if the new content business generates significant income.” Mr. Harlan didn’t even glance at Mark before nodding. “That seems reasonable. The …

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ROBYN’S WISH LIST

I was flattered to receive an email form my new lover while she was away on a business trip and staying with one of her girlfriends. Hi Kain I can’t stop telling my girlfriend about my new sex life. She is fascinated how much I have changed since she saw me last. She told me I am so relaxed and uninhibited now when I tell her all about you. The look of envy on her face when I showed her some pics of your erection was exciting for both of us. “Oh wow.he must be almost ten-inches and so thick,” she smiled. Since we first met less than two months ago just before I turned 40, you have taught me how exciting sex can be. As you know I had been married to the same …

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Woodstock Cuckold Pt. 01

WARNING – If you are not fond of tales that involve cuckold elements, we suggest exploring the vast collection of superior narratives available on this platform instead. All sexually explicit depictions are restricted to individuals aged 18 and above. Synopsis: In 1969, Emily gets her hands on two tickets to Woodstock, and invites her new and innocent boyfriend, Jesse, to join her on a steamy road trip across the country. Jesse struggles with his submissive feelings when Emily is attracting attention from many other men. While Emily, on the other hand, is a free soul who is drawn to the excitement of the festival. That’ll be a multipart story, with slow and detailed development of the characters. If you enjoy cuckoldry, beta/male relationships, and things related to this universe, you’ll probably like this. Hope you …

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Debauchery: The Invitation

Debauchery: The Invitation ~Prologue~ I pulled up to the huge mansion in my car. Valet was waiting with smiles on their faces. “Hello.” The young man said opening my driver side door. I grabbed my bag and purse. “Here is your ticket, enjoy your evening.” He said. “Thank you.” I smiled He hopped in my Buick Enclave and drove off, leaving me there standing on the gravel. I paused for a moment and looked around. All I heard was the singing sound of the crickets. I slowly walked to the door. Did I really want to do this? Was I really ready to walk through that door? I rang the doorbell. A tall white muscular white man answered the door. He was maybe 6’5, mustache and goatee, shaven head, and broad shoulders. I could see …

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A Slut’s Confession

An unashamed one-episode stroke story… Now there are some husbands that fly off the handle at the merest threat of his wife being admired by another man. Then there are those that remain silent and bottle up the rage but take it out on her later in private, usually accompanied by violence. And then there are those, disparagingly pigeonholed as wimps or cucks, that actually enjoy seeing their beloved eyed up by strangers, and possibly more. Who is right? Well here’s my story, you decide. I met my second wife when she was still at school, a decade or so ago now. Kelly was sweet sixteen back then, an A-Level student, and I was her English tutor. Since I was appily married at the time, the gangly and unprepossessing schoolgirl barely warranted a second look. …

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The Neighbour, Mr Tomas

It was a pretty brisk summer morning that day. The sun was shining but there was a cold wind snapping through that made Jade shiver as she stepped out onto her porch, wearing just a pair of blue short shorts, white tight tank top, white sports bra and matching panties. She had on a pair of white sneakers and did a few stretches as she prepared for her early run. As Jade stretched she could hear a mower running saw Mr Tomas, her neighbour whom she’d become well acquainted with; him and his wife. Although he was in his mid-forties and getting on a bit in the looks and charm department, she couldn’t help but like the way he was so genuine and funny. His wife was lovely too and Jade was jealous of what …

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What a way to end a marriage…

I am a woman in my fifties, and I am recently divorced. It was too long of a time coming, and I think I wasted too many years not knowing what good sex was. The sex in my marriage slowed down a lot in our forties, and when my husband suggested that we try swapping with another couple last year, I wasn’t interested at all. I figured the sex wasn’t worth all of the effort that we would be putting into it. I turned him down time after time, and after he badgered me enough, I finally told him to go find whatever woman he wanted and just fuck her, and I would be fine without it. I probably shouldn’t have said that, but I did, and he did go out and do just that. …

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The Innocent Neighbor Girl Part III: Someone came home.

After I heard the car door shut, I thought about turning and running home. But I figured it wouldn’t do any good, because Nok was still on the ground, freaking out about me cumming in her. I stood there wondering who it was and if they would come back here right away. “Nok, where are you?” Came a woman’s voice from inside of the house. “I’m back here momma,” Nok yelled. ‘Shit,’ I thought to myself. I quickly put my shorts on before I heard the sliding door open. I stood back up and looked at the house. Nok had quickly pulled her bottoms on, but remained sitting on the towel. Suyin, Nok’s mom, came down the stairs towards us. For a woman in her late 40s or early 50s she was still a sight. …

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Between Two Men – Chapter 8: The Discovery

Between Two Men – Chapter 8 – The Discovery Looking back, I don’t know when the double life stopped feeling like a secret and started feeling like a sentence. It happened gradually. One week blurred into the next. I would leave Marcus’s bed in the dark, walk the same four blocks with my pulse already climbing, and let Alex open the door with that same knowing look. He rarely asked how I was anymore. He simply told me what to do, and I did it. The degradation had become its own language. One I had grown fluent in and could no longer pretend I didn’t understand. I kept telling myself I would stop. Every morning I woke up beside Marcus and made the same quiet promise. Every night I broke it. The compulsion was difficult …

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My Kathy

Introduction: She was my biggest fantasy untill that night that it all came true. I was just an ordinary 16 year old boy and she was tthe most beautiful women that i have ever known. Well to be honest she was very beautiful but definently not the hottest girl in the world. But for me there was just something about her that drove me crazy. I wanted her more than any other girl in the world. Her name is Kathy and she was the mother of my two best friends that lived across the street. She is 34 years old but still looks like she is in her twenties. She is probably five foot four with a bangen little body. She has dirty blond hair the runs to her shoulders. Her breasts are little but …

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Amiee Is EEEE-Z

When you’re married to someone for seven years you know their habits well. Leopards did not change their spots. Robert was sure this was true and he knew that Amiee was a creature of habit. He knew she had not changed after seven years of marriage, and this made him pretty certain that she had not changed after seven years of divorce either. Once Steve had passed out on the couch and everyone else at the Cinco de Mayo party had taken off Robert had waited, then made his move. As he stood in the door frame of the master bedroom and looked to his ex-wife he didn’t feel any guilt. After all, Steve was owed. You didn’t steal your best friend’s wife without expecting some kind of payback. He had played nice for seven …

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ANNA-BROOKS GETS OWNED, Pt.5

(Hello! This time I thought it would be fun to see where the Roberts Boys got it from. If you are not sure what I am referring to, please click my profile. Of the 12 multi-chapter stories written so far, 10 are about the Roberts boys and their sexual hi-jinks/adventures, so it’s high-time I wrote something about their Dad. This one incorporates a young lass’s introduction into BDSM, hope you enjoy it!) We lay there for a time, not sure how long. Finally, Anna-Brooks spoke. “Mike….that was….incredible.” I smiled and chuckled. Truth was, I did not know I still had it in me. “I know what it is…” I said, staring up at the ceiling. “What is it then?” she asked, rolling onto her back & doing the same “I allow you a safe place …

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Phase III of the autobiography

Phase III of the autobiography, life changes. Please read Phase II. My wife, Lynn, had gone out for her “girls night out” the night before and early this morning I had unabashedly took advantage of her semi-comatose state. Had an unquenchable need to eat her pussy, finding out she had changed the playing field…completely shaving the entire area. Never seeing her with a clean-shaven pubic area, even though I noticed the area around her cunt to be a bit puffy, it extremely raised my desire. Within minutes her body was bucking against my face as I matched her thrusting by alternating between sucking her clit and driving my tongue deep into her folds. Another few minutes and Lynn clamped my head against her with her hands as her body rose, arching her back. She came …

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