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The Island, Chapter 19_(0)

Chapter 19 After my morning’s excitement with Alyssa, I wanted a little me time. I pulled on my clothes and set off southwestward along the slope of the volcanic peak on the South end of the island. As far as I knew, no one had explored this part of the island yet. The jungle was fairly dense as I skirted the steep slope, until I ran into another game trail that seemed to head in the general direction I was going. Following the trail made things much easier, and soon I was able to catch glimpses of the smaller beach—the one past the mouth of the stream—below me through the trees. The vegetation thinned as I got closer to the end of the island, and the terrain was definitely more rocky. I began to hear …

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Wartime Comfort House Diary – Day 3 House Keeper

Day 3 Comfort House Keeper’s turn Instead of wearing her traditional kimono, Miss Yamaha wore western style today. When she bowed as always, I couldn’t help but noticed her cleavage from her low cut v-opening blouse. ‘General Tanaka, good news. I made great progress. She has come around after I showed her the good life compared to the other servants. I told her she will serve the great General exclusively. I promise her lots of rewards if she learns fast and behaves as you expect. I let her watch how I comforted one of our senior officers last night. She was observing intently and appeared interested and aroused because her nipples hardened and stuck out. She even pressed her hands on her breast and between her legs. I did not allow the officer to touch …

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DOWN ON THE FARM II

As stated before, all involved are 21 and over. Travis (me) 25, single 6’, 175 lbs Jackie, 3rd cousin 42, 5’4, 100 lbs, blond, C cup breasts Allison (Alli) 21, 5’5 150 lbs, blond, C cup breasts Nicole (Nikki, my mom) 43, 5’6, dirty blond, 130 lbs C cup breasts Julie (my sister) 21, 5’5 110 lbs, dirty blond, C cup breasts As stated in the last story, I got out of the Navy after 6 years. I was a CB (Construction Battalion). When I got out, I came back home to Oklahoma, where jobs were scarce. One day, after a few weeks home, my mom was talking to her cousin Jackie. Jackie needed some things repaired on the farm she owned, and asked my mom if I would be interested in coming down to …

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Brandy’s First Sub Experience Day 1

Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a shaved pussy. I’ve been a Sub most my life although I didn’t know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to have sex and I told her at least 2 hours a day. She seemed to have misunderstood and asked how many days a week and when I said every day she paused, wrote something in my chart and told me I was “oversexed”. I asked if that was a problem and she said …

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Meals on Wheels 5- Ruth’s mother

Please feel free to leave a comment, especially if you are going to leave a negative rating. I am always trying to improve my writing. Once I had finished emptying my sticky mess into her, I took my dick back out, letting all of my mess drain right back out of her. In my usual style, I caught it in my hand and spread it over her big white cheeks. I stood her up and helped her walk back to the bathroom. When we got in there, I grabbed the chair out of the tub and put it aside. We stepped into the tub and I turned on the water. I grabbed the soap and washed off my arm, and then worked on cleaning up Ruth’s rear end and between her legs. She turned around …

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Gap Year

With a low sigh, Charlie ran the back of his hand across his forehead, collecting the beads of sweat that the Brazillian heat had gifted to him before wiping his hand on his already quite sodden T-shirt, looking down at his open luggage on the rather meagre single bed with a serious lack of motivation. He should unpack, find his toiletries and find the shower, but to do so he’d have to search through his stacks of clothes and he knew, in doing that, would have to spend the time meticulously folding them all neatly away. Charlie didn’t consider himself to have OCD or anything like that, but he was a guest in this house, albeit courtesy of Air BnB, and the second he had caught sight of the owner, he had known he wouldn’t …

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Ghost Stories

“A surfeiting of terror soon makes terror a cliché.” -Richard Matheson, “I Am Legend” *** Dora’s ghost and Jill’s ghost left the basement at midnight, dragging chains all the way up the apartment building’s thirteen floors. The chains were Dora’s idea. “If we’re going to haunt people, we should have chains,” she said. Jill thought it was silly, but she didn’t argue. Dora had always gotten her way when they were alive, and some things never changed. While they haunted the apartments, they told scary stories. “…and when the boyfriend came around to open the door, the killer’s bloody hook was dangling from the handle,” Jill said. After a moment, she added, “See, because when he drove off—” “Yeah, I get it,” Dora said. “I heard that one in the second grade. It’s not scary.” …

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Jill, a College Girl

She was angled back in the passenger seat; legs stretched, heels on the dash, purple tinted toe nails reflecting the high sun. “Don’t make marks with your sandals on the dashboard.” I cautioned her. “I’m horny,” she said, “I need to get laid.” Her statement caught me off guard, “Why you telling me?” My sister looked at me and replied “Because you are the only one I can talk to right now, it’s not like my boyfriend is here with us.” We were headed west to our college which started in a few days. I was returning for the final year and my younger sister Jill was just starting her first year of college. Our parents asked Jill if she would ride with me to school so they could take the first vacation they’d ever …

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Jyll Part 2

Chapter Two – I spent the rest of my night sitting on my couch arguing with myself over last night’s events. Try as I did I just couldn’t quite justify what had happened. I knew what I did was wrong on many levels but what really got to me….. what really caused all the problems….. was that I enjoyed it. Jyll is a beautiful young 22 year old lady and she damn well knew it. She was not above flaunting herself if it helped her get what she wanted. Many times she used that charm on me. Because I had been without sex from her mother for so long I was right for the picking so when she turned that charm onto me, my dick over rid my brain and I fucked every hole in …

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Please… Break Me.

Please… Break Me by Lilith04 I woke up a little dizzy. Just by moving in bed, I felt everything that hurt, and a lot of me was hurting, inside and out. I moved my slender legs out of bed, and they felt wobbly as if they belonged to someone else. My long, dark-brown hair, disheveled, fell over my sleepy face. My feet barely touched the floor. Tall bed, short girl. I took a deep breath. In between feeling terrible about myself – what actually started this whole thing – and feeling fulfilled, I went for the second. My entrances, touching the mattress, felt so sensitive, sore… The slightest stimulation and I felt myself getting wet. Barely eighteen, I’ve been used more in the last two months than the rest of my short life altogether. I …

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Nicole’s Feet Finally–Making the Sale Chapter 1

It’s 6:00 PM in the evening and I’m putting notes in the computer on our dealership database. It has been a pretty slow day and I am bored. I get up to stretch and go outside to light up. As I put my lighter in my pocket, I notice an old friend I used to work with pull up. She parks and walks over to me smiling. “Hey, how are you?” Nicole asks as she walks towards me. “Hello, pretty lady. Long time, no see. What brings you to see me?” I asked. Nicole advanced close to me and threw her arms around me. We always talked at Sagebrush, but never were hugging friends. “Wow, are you happy to see me or what? Good to see you to!” “I need a car,” she said. “I …

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My Wife’s Best Friend-4

please read the previous parts to enjoy it more contd Laura swallowed hard. Her face was flushed. “Do you really mean this?” she asked Rachel, maybe asked both of us. I became concerned that she might not want to be with me. I felt disappointment. Well, most of me did. Part was still hopeful. “If you do, I want to do it. I really want to do it.” Rachel looked back to me, then down to my waist. “Good, because Gary obviously wants you.” I was at full erection again. That’s kind of difficult to hide when you’re naked. We all laughed at that, but I couldn’t deny her statement. I wanted Laura at that moment. I still loved my wife totally and completely, but I wanted to see what it would be like with …

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Welcome to her life

Had anyone actually seen the scene that was taking place, she would have been completely ashamed of her actions. There was no one else to see it though, save for him. She stood, in her own living room, naked except for her grey cotton thong. He stood next to her, completely naked. She wanted him badly. So badly, in fact, that her own desire had soaked the crotch of her panties, and made her nipples stand on end. She glanced down, noticing his semi-hard member, already at eight inches long, and already oozing dribbles of precum. He walked around her, whispering to her, asking if she wanted his cock? How badly did she want it? What would she do for it? She never answered him aloud, but answered in her own mind. She didn’t want …

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Becoming Kim

Little backstory first. I was blackmailed into coming out to a family member from an ex friend. I had quit dressing for 5 years cause of my living situation. When I told that family member they said just don’t run around in bra and panties in the living room. So I started buying panties and teddies again. I started wearing them every day. I only wore them in my room I wouldn’t even wear them in the common areas because I was nervous one roommate who was big time anti-any alt life style would see them under my shorts. Finally one day I got the courage to wear a pair while cooking. Then outside. Then every day. I ordered a few teddies from Lane Bryant and had them shipped to the store. I went to …

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Conversational French (or the reluctant rapist). (CAW 24 Entry)

“An Affair to Remember” was the film we saw that evening, though I don’t remember much about it. Apart from it was a pretty formulaic 1950’s film, the last bit (Where she wouldn’t tell him of the disability) was silly and the ending was sudden. I can’t see why it was voted number five on the most romantic movies of all time. Now Casablanca, like they played a couple of months ago, was worth the number one spot, but not this one. I may not have been paying that much attention, I was there with Aimée, we were sitting at the back and smooching. This was at the Stanford Theatre, someone rich had bought it and restored it. The inside was amazing, everything you’ve ever imagined of a theatre from Hollywood’s golden age. It was …

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Nubile Bliss 3

Nubile Bliss 3 By Will Buster Tammy was lying on a bright yellow mat beside Tom’s oft used pool. She was on her back stark naked while Tom slowly and carefully rubbed sun tan oil on her delicate, girly soft skin. She smiled up at him, licking her freshly glossed lips. She’d used hot pink to accent her mouth because she now knew that it made oral sex a lot more exciting for him. He loved to split open those virginal looking lips that were moistened by the kind of lip stick that whores were known to use, at least that is what he’d told her. . She practically purred as his fingers explored and fondled her damp pussy folds or rubbed more sun screen on her budding little tits and flat belly. She was …

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ITS WAS SO GOOD

I just got my discharge paper and go on the plane to go home. I loved the guard with all my heart, and didn’t want to go. But it was that go do life. I was walking the last two blocks to my house when I saw her. Long black her, C cups, long thin legs, and an ass to die for. I put the key in the door and walked to my room and sat my stuff down and went to bed. The next day I got up at seven and went for five mile run. When I got back I saw her again. She was walking down the street in a short black dress and her hair was blowing in the wind. I went back home and worked out for three more hours …

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The Art of Anal: Book One of Guide to Sexy Activities

Lots of Lube and Patience. There might be poop. Everyone has a butthole. This means everyone has the opportunity to experience the pleasure of butt play. Those are three universal truths regarding the Art of Anal. Confidence is always the first step to any sexual encounter. This is something I post at the beginning of all my guides. Whether you are attracting a mate, trying something new, or assuring your partner that ‘it won’t hurt’ confidence is the Most Valuable Player. There are only two ways to gain confidence. The first is to be a good actor. This is definitely not a recommended option and has a huge fail rate. If you do not really understand what you are doing, you or your partner will get hurt. Getting hurt will ruin that experience and will …

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A Dish Best Served Cold or Bryan’s Revenge

A Dish Best Served Cold or Bryan’s Revenge (The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart) By rutger5 (An Original Story – Copyright 2012) My bleary eyes stared at the computer screen as I watched some Asian girl expertly sucking some guy’s cock. The moans sounded tinny to my ears though that was due more to the video’s poor production values than my sound system. For the past sixty hours since arriving from my family’s vacation cabin I’d alternated wracking my brain trying to think of how to get revenge with watching a lot of porn. Now before criticizing me for watching porn let me explain why I was doing it. Like most nineteen year olds sex was always on my mind whether I wanted to think about it or not. But ever since witnessing …

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Milking Station

“Alright, we’re here.” “Dude, I’m not going in there.” I had let Mitchell drag me into a lot of stupid situations that turned out to be kind of fun or that at least gave me interesting stories to share at parties. But whatever prank he wanted to pull in the mall’s Breastfeeding Area, I wanted no part of. “Don’t you trust me?” “No, really not. Is this why you told me not to jerk off for a week? What the fuck?” “I come here every day. I know all the moms; it will be fine.” I let him go in there alone, watching as he candidly opened the glass door and disappeared around a wall inside. After a couple of minutes, I resorted to pretending my shoelaces were loose to not look like I was …

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