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House Slut 37: 48 Hours – Rave On

She found Jackson dancing with another woman who was dressed in a neon yellow fishnet shirt over a white bra and white denim cut-offs; grinding against her ass. She felt no pang of jealousy – it would be ridiculous given the circumstances – but she was slightly annoyed that he didn’t seem at all bothered by her prolonged absence. The woman, dressed in a fishnet shirt over a white bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her dishevelled state. “How’d you go?” Jackson enquired, not skipping a beat in his dance. Tegan briefly flashed four fingers and Jackson nodded appreciatively, apparently impressed. “Well you know where to find me when you’re done.” “I need another drink.” Tegan said. “So go get one.” “I don’t have my card on me.” “That didn’t seem to …

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A marriage is arranged._(0)

A marriage is arranged. The year is 1851 and I am in the lounge when mother walks in. —————————————————————————- “When are you going to settle down and marry Geoffrey?” Mother asked for what must have been the hundredth time. “When I’m good and ready,” I replied. “Only Rupert has two lovely little boys already,” she reminded me that my younger brother had already wed.. “And the ugliest wife this side of Putney Bridge,” I reminded her. “Rebeckah is a lovely girl, she cannot help her looks,” Mother chided, “But as you know if you are not wed before you turn thirty great aunt Eleanor’s money goes to cousin James instead.” “A few hundred pounds, Pah!” I cried knowing the old bitch’s estate was worth almost nothing. “Actually it has done rather well since her her …

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A Slave Girl in Ancient Rome, Part 1

The galley stank of sweat and piss and shit and vomit. Most of the girls had never been on the sea before. They spent the voyage throwing up and sobbing. We were crammed below deck in a space too small to stand in and too crowded to move around in. At first, when we needed to relieve ourselves, we warned the other girls. Later, we just let it happen. The stench was in our noses and throats for the whole journey. As we approached the port of Ostia, the slavers herded us onto the deck, threw pails of water over us, and told us to wash ourselves. Then they marched us onshore. The Romans were gathered on the dock. They directed searching looks at us as we were lined up in front of them. Maybe …

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Evening Gone Wrong – Part 1

Zoe and her 18-year-old daughter, Katie, strode through the front door with an added skip in their step. “Honey, we’re home!” Zoe called. The house seemed unusually quiet, but Zoe thought nothing of it. The 36-year-old mother was one of those fit, active moms who loved being super engaged with her kids. While her younger daughter Callie was away at summer camp, her daughter Katie was home from college, and they’d decided to take full advantage of the time. Zoe had spent the entire day shopping in Orlando with Katie, spoiling her more than a bit, before they’d had dinner in the city and watched a movie in theaters to cap off the night. Now, with the moon streaming in through the door as she shut it behind her, they were tired but happy. “Dad? …

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Selling My Girlfriend: My Roommate’s Family (repost)

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Also, it’s not my best work. (reposted because of upload error) Selling My Girlfriend: My Roommate’s Family Sarah and I trudged up the apartment stairs to my apartment. Both of us were tired from a long day in classes and work. My plan was to make diner, fuck Sarah, study…maybe, then sleep. Repeat the next day. That was also about as complex as our relationship got due to our busy workloads. I opened the door and we entered. It was a two person apartment and my roommate was sitting in a chair in the living room. Jason was majoring in something business related but was really only here because of his soccer skills. Across from him on the couch was a man and a teenage boy. “Hey man, this is …

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Taking Ownership

Taking Ownership By Randy MacAnus NOTE: All rights are reserved by the author. If you are underage in your jurisdiction or you are offended by stories of gay sex, that includes bondage, Dominant/submissive themes, pain and humiliation, then do not read this. The author does not encourage or condone the use of manipulation or dishonesty to get laid in the real world under any circumstances. The whole point of fantasy, is that it’s a safe release for our emotions and no one gets hurt. Stay safe. Stay sane! When I was in high school I was so deep in the closet, that I missed every opportunity presented to me—some from some very hot guys. Worse, I didn’t have a clue what to do! I mean, I knew you could stick it in a guy’s butt …

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The Secret Admirer

The Secret Admirer Have you ever had a secret admirer? Heard their voice but never saw them in person? Received special messages never knowing where they were coming from? Or, who they really were? I never have. Until recently. It’s hard to explain having never had someone like that before. But that changed a short while ago. I want to tell you about it. My wife passed away a little over a year ago now. I was a wreck after her death. Days past as I wandered around in a daze. Then I came around and made a decision. The house, her things required cleaning and clearing out. It was an adventure in some ways. We had always been close and talked about nearly everything. We also kept some things private to keep some spark, …

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Owning Amaryllis part 9

Carter lay in his bed, his gaze fixed upon the screen in his hand. The steam from the shower created a dreamlike quality to the scene before him. Soft curves and glistening skin as Ame washed herself; her movements graceful and smooth, utterly unaware she had an audience. He traced the line of her neck as she bent her head back to wash her hair, zooming in to trace the delicate lines. Memorizing each line, each curve of her body for the week he’d be forced to go without this. Her. His pet. Mine. He thought. This footage was his. She was his. Ame wrapped her hair in a towel and then secured another around her body before unlocking the bathroom door. Despite the second shower, and scrubbing her body until it glowed red, she …

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Wife coerced Threesome – PART 4

I was excited in sharing my wife with another man. We used to do this quite frequently until she got an infection from one of our encounters. Even though it was cleared up immediately with some penicillin, she was hesitant, and reluctant to ever do it again. This decision took a significant amount of joy and thrill out of our sex life. I needed to think of alternatives to get this back. There’s no thrill in prostitutes or anybody else but that power and control and thrill of doing it with my wife and one or two other guys is a high that cannot be replaced. I was at the gym recently with a fellow that I work out with quite regularly, and without so many details talked a bit about this concept, and he …

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Black Bully, White Wife

This is a re-write of one of my previous stories, but I’ve shifted the theme from white supremacy to being the victim of a black bully …. It’s quite a long read and isn’t a quick flick but a proper “story” …… Still, I hope you enjoy   xx  ….. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, My name is Patrick and I am 50 years old. Throughout virtually all my adult life I’ve worked as an admin pen-pusher of one sort or another, with the last few years being at Sloth County Hall. Although I’m a “Mr. Average” with an average income, my wife, Debbie and I live with our three teenage children in a beautiful, large home, almost a mansion, in a prestigious suburb with a view of the bay. My children are being privately tutored, and we own two …

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Owning Amaryllis part 8

“Why… why don’t you go do some studying while I finish preparing dinner?” Amaryllis whispered, hyper aware of Carter’s warmth and presence pressing into her back. It was distracting and she had a couple of slips that nearly took off her nail with the knife as she tried to get dinner ready. She also needed a moment alone to work through her thoughts. “How can I leave you wanting like this though, pet?” His breath brushed over the curve of her shoulder as he placed a kiss at the junction. His hands slid down from around her lower and lower to the hem of her shirt that barely covered her exposed bottom. He felt her stiffen and shiver in his arms, the whisper of his touch grazing over her shaved mound before they dipped lower …

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Control Geek-Chapter 3

If you have not read chapters 1 and 2, you should do so, before reading this. Clicking on my name, in yellow above, will take you to the list of all my stories. Then just click on Control Geek! Control Geek By Randy MacAnus Copyright 2018 All rights reserved by the author The next morning, Mitch called up a couple of his nerd friends and asked them if they’d like to make use of a submissive hot stud football player. Neither had believed him at first, but he promised them each a blow job if the stud failed to show or didn’t deliver. They knew Mitch well enough to know that giving blow jobs had never been on his to-do list. So they figured he really had some stud by the balls, and agreed to …

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A Predator’s Diary: Tricks of the Trade

A Predator’s Diary: Part 3 – Tricks of the trade (M/f, F/f, M/F/f, bj, whipping, hardcore, restraint, cruelty, nc) ****This is the third part of the series. The events follow directly after those of Part 2 – Debts Incurred and Repaid**** Note: The following content contains graphic depictions of non-consensual sex and abuse. The door closed behind her as I stood, flabbergasted. What she had just said was at once so unexpected and also plausible. I had always seen Riya as an entitled bitch, but didn’t really know much about her. I knew she flunked college and was a bit of a good-for-nothing. But what else? If I’d known that she had been sleeping around town with shady types, would I have been surprised? What really surprised me, though, was how widespread the boss’ network …

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HUSBAND’S OFFICE PARTY – PT 2 – STOPPED BY A COP ON THE WAY HOME

As told in another story, my husband, Terry, and I had spent the night at his annual office party. As usual, I dressed in a slinky dress, without bra or panties, so that his co-workers could take turns covertly grabbing handfuls of tit and slip fingers in my pussy throughout the night as we danced, chatted and drank. This turned Terry on as much as me, and we typically left the party extremely charged up – Terry with a massive hard-on, and me with pussy juices dripping down my leg. Sometimes Terry’s co-workers would figure out a way to get a little more than a cock-tease by pulling me aside, or finding a dark enough corner for a blowjob or quick fuck. At this particular party, Terry’s boss had snuck me into a hallway, pulled …

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CAUGHT STEALING AND GOT FUCKED BY THE STORE MANAGER

I was always a good kid growing up. Studied hard, got good grades, was generally nice to people. Then, in my late teens, I sort of rebelled. I was a senior in high school, and I wasn’t really looking to get into trouble, per se, I was just acting out, being edgy, and trying to get away with things. My young brain didn’t really think things through, though, so – in my mind – everything I did seemed like it was no big deal with no real consequences. One day I was in the local mall, and as I was wandering around the jewelry section of a major store, I decided I would try to steal some jewelry that my young brain was convinced I couldn’t live without. Spotting a silver bracelet I liked, I …

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Upsetting the apple cart Part 7_(0)

Steve woke up and remembering where he was grinned smugly. Jane was asleep cuddling him, Lynn had her back to him asleep on her side. The clock on Lynn’s bedside table read just after eight and with Sandra coming at ten Steve decided to get things moving, he had a semi lob on and wanted sex followed by a good breakfast before then. Steve untangled himself from Jane and spooned up to her mum, he dribbled a mouthful of sylvia onto the palm of his hand and smeared it around his ever swelling bellend and the top two inches of his thickening shaft. Aiming it between Lyndi Loo’s soft arse cheeks he rubbed his wet helmet against her sleeping pussy lips and soon found the entrance to her delightful cunt. Steve knew Jane would be …

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Daemonium Exmortis

Halloween tales: Daemonium Exmortis Danny Rich was a nerdy young man from south carolina. He was a college student of science. That was until he met a girl named Akira. She was a half Japanese american born girl who was a local. She messed with college kids she didn’t like using magic. At first he didn’t believe in such thing until he started seeing black human shaped shadows in his room after having horrid nightmares plague his mind. For weeks now, after Akira scratched him casually walking by. He wanted to fight back but knew nothing of the occult. So he bought a weapon online from the effects of a “dark wizard” who had recently passed. The Daemonium Exmortis. The book was a book of demons. Rising them, different kinds, controlling them. It was hand …

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My E night of terror-or was it?

I had dried stuff all around my lips, it literally looked like toothpaste when I checked the mirror. I had some kind of oil all over me, from my chest to my asshole, my whole body was covered. was naked, in a strange bed, with a guys’ naked leg wrapped around me, his dick nuzzled against my leg. There was another naked guy on the floor on a blow up mattress. I couldn’t remember a fucking thing so I quickly and quietly rolled him over, got dressed and boogied out of there as quickly as I could. I got home and tried to piece together what could have possibly happened. I had only flashes of memory, it was crazy, why couldn’t I remember? My friend Greg, who is a huge party guy, said he had …

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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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WHATS GOING ON?

….Our mom was very secretive. She never talked about our dad or about the strange goings on in our house. When my brother and I were little, she would send us out to play in the back yard, but locked the door for us to get back in. We noticed strange smells afterwards in the house and on mom. Sometimes she would be all hot and excited when we came home from school. We lived right by the school and she would watch out the window at the guys. …She would ask my brother about certain guys. Sometimes she would go outside to the school fence and talk to some guys. We never knew what they talked about. ….I was walking home from school when I noticed two guys I knew, running out of our …

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