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The Erotic Adventures of a Bride-To-Be – Part Two

Brenna sat in the passenger seat of her mother’s Volvo as she headed into a small town, that Brenna had never seen before. Her mom seemed to know the way. She pulled into a small complex of tiny stores that looked like little cottages. Brenna got out of the car, just as the second car with her aunt and hot little Christy pulled in. Brenna walked into the store. The blast of white lace hit her eyes like a fiery sun. She had never been in a room where everything was white. There were a few ivory and cream colored dresses, but just the complete lack of color was startling to her. She was a bit overwhelmed. There were racks on all sides of her. They didn’t even seem to be sorted by size, but …

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Late Eight

Late Eight By Systematic I woke up early with Sandy still in my arms. He was holding me very tightly, and he’s a sound sleeper. We must have drifted off without remembering that he wasn’t supposed to sleep in here – but the only one who would notice would be Red, and she already suspected. Even if I couldn’t convince her that we hadn’t been up playing video games all night, she wouldn’t spill. So I relaxed. Our Saturday morning was lazy, and Sandy and I went to school together. I had practice, and he had student council work to do. Even though I was hurt, I was still expected to show at the field. “No, Late. You’re a part of this team. You need to be involved. You’re going to be there on the …

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Doll House – Ba

The air inside the yellow cab hung heavy with the scent of artificial pine and stale cigarette smoke, the ventilation system humming a weak, rattle-filled tune. The streetlights outside smeared across the wet pavement in long, amber streaks, casting fleeting, distorted shadows across the vinyl seating. Baby Kay sat with her legs crossed, the sharp point of one stiletto heel digging into the rubber floor mat, her posture rigid and commanding despite the close quarters. Beside her, Danica was a dead weight, her head lolling against the partition, her blonde waves sticking to her damp forehead in chaotic strands. The driver, a man with a thick mustache and heavy-set brows that met in the middle, glanced up into his rearview mirror. His eyes, dark and critical, lingered on Danica’s slumped form with naked suspicion. He …

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the Girl 2

Resume: Mom and Dad’s sex life had been non-existing for a while. Then the Girl came along and by being incredibly horny she turned them both on and reintroduced passion to the couple. Then the Girl disappeared and strangely, Dad was the only one having any memory of her whatsoever. The last couple of month had offered Dad what the previous years didn’t: Sex. At first very passionate, but in all fairness dropping to a somewhat normal level…and then dropping further. To nothing. Dad wondered what had happened. The Girl had injected so much passion into them it should have lasted a lifetime to consume. Mom was into trying anal. She shaved completely clean. She wanted sex in the shower, in the car – hell even a quickie in a supermarked in the remote corner …

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BDSM Boot Camp 09

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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Doll House – Ba

The hum of the office floor was a low, steady vibration, a sound that lived in the soles of Elle’s shoes and the base of her skull. It was late afternoon, that time of day when the sharp angle of the sun cut through the downtown high-rises and turned the carpeting into a landscape of long, dusty shadows. Elle sat at her desk, the fluorescent overhead lights reflecting off the smooth, white surface of her button-down shirt. She adjusted the collar, the starched fabric stiff against her neck, and focused on the spreadsheet glowing on her monitor. The numbers blurred slightly, rows of financial data that required a precision she was struggling to summon. She reached for her coffee mug, a ceramic chipped at the rim, and took a sip. The liquid was cold, a …

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STRANGE TALES

Dear Diary – Ok, second year at college. Breaks over and it’s the first day of classes. I have a heavy load of classes I’ve signed up for. I also signed up -again – for the cheerleading squad, and – again – I’m going to be kissing the team captain’s cunt, literally. Not that I mind, really. Diana is a looker, and kissing her cunt did get me on the first squad. I just wish she weren’t such a bitch, after all, some of the non-lesbians deserve to be on first squad too, but because she’s the coach’s “special friend” she gets to hand pick the squad members. Well, I’m off to class now. Aerobics, Algebra, and English today. **************** Oh, gawd, I am so ashamed. I was in the locker room getting changed for …

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My mother, my lover (p.2)_(0)

So um little warning, this part of my uh tale? I guess tale is right word, um is a little darker. Sorry but it’s true, not too dark just, I was going through many emotions the day after. I awoke the morning after feeling like I had slept for days. At first the night before with my mother felt like a dream, that was until I vastly became aware of my nakedness. I grinded my teeth as I do when I am trying to hide how nervous I am, so I guess I was trying to hide it from myself? After though my initial awe of what happened passed, I realized I heard the shower on, quickly I rolled onto my back, feeling with my hand the edges of the bed. My mother had already …

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My Daughter 4

The two hours it took my wife to get home with my son seemed to drag by on one hand, and seemed to fly by on the other. Let me explain. I was so anxious to hear the story about my wife seducing my son that it seemed they would never get home. I was also enjoying the company of my daughter and Riley and it seemed that 2 hours was just not enough time. After I had gotten off the phone with my wife, I sat back down on the bed. As Riley was riding Bethany’s face, she looked at me and smiled. “I can’t believe you told Mrs. D. about us. Especially over the phone.” “Realx.” I told her, “She’s fine with it. Like I told you, she wants to taste you first …

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My Wild Girlfriend’s Roommate is Asleep

My Wild Girlfriend’s Roommate is Asleep (This is just a quicky one-shot) I dated this one girl in college who was really crazy and wild. Now I mean a truly crazy bitch. Sometimes she was ultra sexy and horny, and other time a frigid bitch who wouldn’t give me the time of day. On our last date she was in ultra-horny mode. She was kissing and rubbing herself all over me. I wanted to take her back to my place, but she demanded hers since was much closer. I thought we were going to die in a car wreck as she was already jacking me off while driving there, but we hurried into her dorm and up to her room. I was kissing her neck and squeezing her ass hard to hear her happy squeals …

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The Protege chapter 7

When I woke up the next morning, I was stunned but not surprised that Cynthia was up and out of bed. Her housekeeper, Rosario, was sleeping soundly with no sign of stirring as she snored softly. She felt warm and soft snuggled up to me with her head on my shoulder and leg curled over mine. I moved ever so slowly to work my arm free from under her head and neck. After a few minutes I managed to free myself without waking her. Cynthia had apparently gone running. That woman was incredible. As drunk as she was, I felt sure this was one morning she would not get up early, but there was no sign of her in the house. So I went to my room and showered. When I finished, I heard Cynthia …

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THE CHEERLEADER: CHAPTER 2, HOME GAMES

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 In the previous chapter, I told you how I became a member of my high school’s junior cheerleading squad, how three of the girls from the senior hockey team seduced me, and how the coach, Ms Gretzke, took my virginity. It was a revelation to me, as I discovered my true lesbian sexuality. At the time, I was a couple of months past my sixteenth birthday, five feet four inches in height, a cute and pretty blue-eyed blonde, my body athletically trim but filling out with pert tits to match my bubble butt. The cheerleading squad turned out to be a secret lesbian network – this was the real reason for the coach’s rule that its members must not have the distraction of having a boyfriend. Ostensibly, it was to avoid …

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Doll House – Puta Girl (pt 1) – Mommy’s Home

The lock clicked, the metal tumblers sliding home with a heavy thud that echoed in the silent hallway. Maria leaned her forehead against the cool wood of the apartment door for a moment, her breath hitching in her chest. The storm-cloud colored dress she wore clung to her curves like a second skin, the fabric damp with the humidity of the city and the sweat of a twelve-hour shift. Her feet throbbed inside her heels, the arches cramping, but she stood tall, rolling her shoulders back to relieve the tension knotting between her shoulder blades. The scent of dark floral perfume—gardenias and night-blooming jasmine—rose from her skin, a sharp contrast to the stale air of the building. She pushed the door open and stepped inside, expecting sanctuary. Instead, the living room hit her like a …

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The Ordinary Girl_(0)

The Ordinary Girl Jimmmy D. “You’ve just got to remember to let the right one in.” “That’s it!” was what Felicity yelled into her cellular phone. Whoever might have been on the other end of the phone tried to splutter some sort of apology or excuse, but Felicity wasn’t having it. She’d had enough. “Fuck you, Fuck your friends, and Fuck that shriveled roll of dimes you call a dick!” were the last words she would ever speak to the person on the other end of the phone, and she punctuated it by throwing her phone over the pier and into the mississipi river. She stomped away from the muddy water and back toward Jackson square, where her friend Shelley was waiting for her. “Shell, I can’t take this shit anymore.” she told Shelley sitting …

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Diane’s Submissive Adventures Part 2 – The Sorority_(1)

*All characters in this fictional story are over 18 years of age!* College had just begun a few weeks before, and Diane was finally getting into the swing of things. The pace was very different from high school, but not in a bad way since she was responsible for scheduling her classes. Although she would have preferred to spend all her time pleasing the inventive twins, the two were currently preparing for football season, and their trysts together had become sporadic at best. To make matters worse, most of the boys in her classes were timid and seemed to be focused on getting good grades. It was because of the lack of attention that she was delighted when one of the girls in her algebra class invited her to apply at one of the sororities. …

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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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An Epidemic of Perfection – Part 1

One Friday evening, Ginger was fed up. She was sitting there on the couch, watching her favorite TV show, a box of cookies on her lap. Her favorite character was being dumped by her boyfriend. This man had found a skinner, prettier girl and was done with the sweet, kind protagonist that Ginger had grown to love. Ginger cursed in frustration and threw her cookies at the TV. She stood up, walked over to the bathroom, stripped down to her panties, and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Staring back at her was a girl with sad, chocolate brown eyes, rich brown hair, and smooth pale skin. But the only thing Ginger could see was the enormous belly poking over the top of her underwear, the stretch marks on her sides, and her huge …

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A ghostly Haunting-Chapter Six

A Ghostly Haunting Chapter Six by Simon Fear Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley slumped on the fold out bed/couch after Mr. Logan had brought them home. They were very tired as they had not gotten much sleep. As soon as they had lain down they had fallen asleep so Mr. Logan decided to look around the house himself. Every light was on as the officer that night had not turned them off. He first started in the kitchen and looked around. Mrs. Logan’s towel was laying right in the middle of the floor where the Detective had said the police had found it. He looked at it, but could not find a torn spot in from where a nail had snagged it. Maybe something else had snagged it then. He then checked the two …

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Daughter’s Slut Training 2: Daughter’s Wicked Education

Daughter’s Slut Training (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Two: Daughter’s Wicked Education By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Leyla Umayyah I…wanted to be a slut. To please Mom. She was so right about me. I had all these whorish desires bursting through me, inspired by Clint’s antics with his girlfriends, his cousins. The way he strutted around college. The way he enjoyed his cousins and other girls. I wanted to be one of those girls. I masturbated my virgin pussy so hard doing it, not realizing my little brother Jalal peeped in on me. I made his cock so hard. I teased him with my developing beauty. As I blossomed into womanhood, I turned him so on. Mom was right. It was cruel of me. And it felt so …

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Doll House – Puta Girl (pt 3) – Party Girls

The red digits of the digital clock burned a harsh, accusatory 7:12 into the darkness of the room, the numbers glowing like embers in the shadows. Maria’s eyes snapped open, the remnants of a heavy, dreamless nap dissolving instantly into a sharp, stinging pang of adrenaline. She had overslept. The silence of the apartment, usually a comforting blanket, now felt heavy with the ticking seconds she had lost, each one a missed opportunity to prepare herself mentally. She threw back the duvet, the cool air of the bedroom hitting her warm skin and raising gooseflesh along her arms, and swung her legs out of bed. Her feet touched the hardwood floor, and she moved with a practiced, predatory grace toward the ensuite bathroom, her mind already racing through the checklist of the evening, calculating the …

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