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Making Amy Wet

Making Amy WET This story is based on true events, names changed and all. I was in the office when a new girl was being introduced around. She was the new ‘East wing asst. mgr.’ I checked her out. Damn, she was built nice. About 5’, nice hips, full tits, cute face, snowy blond hair, pulled back and curls down the back. She dressed real nice, but not in a business suit. She had on a tight flowered blouse, puffy long sleeves, bright red tight slacks that showed off her sexy shape. More of a ‘get shit done’ style, with a bunch of keys hanging off her side. You could see her energy to do well, and no kidding around, all business. When it came time to introduce me, the business office lady said, “This …

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A guy and his….? 15 Party

Jake really didn’t want to go to this damn party tonight, but as Gen had said he was the guest of honor and therefore had no choice. He’d watched as all three of his Jinns, my Jinns he thought, how in the hell had I ended up with three? Somewhere in the back of his mind he was starting to doubt that he could pull this off, damn this was a lot of responsibility something he’d never been all that good at before he met Gen. What the hell was it about her that seemed to give him all the confidence in the world that he needed? Then there was Rosalinda he felt almost like a hero, he’d somehow given her back everything that had been her before all this war crap had started. As …

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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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Meals on Wheels 4- Ruth

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. Throughout my escapades with the mature women on my volunteer delivery route, my desires always seemed to come back to Ruth. I think I was mostly attracted to the fact that she seemed so innocent when I met her, and now seemed to be an experiment obsessed sex siren. Every day, Ruth would come to the door in a skimpy outfit, and would constantly flirt with me. I thought it was pointless for her to flirt, because I always chose the days we would hook up since she was always ready to go. On this particular day, I was quite horny since I had been holding out on her for …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 1) – Who is the Dominant?

Scott woke up horny once again. For the last two months his sex drive has been at an all time high. Aspen too, hers was insatiable. They were doing it all the time now. Something has come over the two of them, but he didn’t mind. Another part of this change was he was getting in shape. He could see how his six foot frame was losing some of the baby fat. How he was packing on muscle. He felt more comfortable in his own skin. He Eve let his brown hair grow longer. He noticed a change in Aspen also. Not so much physical, because she has always been smoking hot. It was her dress, the way she did her makeup, both a bit more slutty. A few months ago it may have been …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 28: Remember to Hydrate

As Jessica approached, her eyes were meant for me—stormy gray and full of hope even though I hadn’t been the one who had called for her. Somehow, despite having two beautiful Pacific women sharing my seed after blowing me to completion, Jess seemed under the impression that I harbored some kind of special place for her in my heart. Or perhaps she was just feeling left out and was starting to wish that I would just include her in my fun. The thought of her wanting to participate in something like this just to secure a place in my harem was kind of hot, I had to admit. The idea that it would lead into her actually enjoying the slippery path to depravity only made it more sexy and interesting to keep her around. Whatever …

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HOW WE MET – Part 3

HOW WE MET Chapter 7: ROUGH WATERS I was now hooked. Maybe it’s really the other way around. Maybe she had hooked me. Nevertheless, like the drug addict, I needed her in my life. She had some rough spots, no question, and I’ve never gotten into a relationship with the idea of “changing” someone to fit my needs. Heck, the things that attracted me in the first place should be enough, right? Her rough spots, for the most part, I could live with. Yes, she had boundaries. Many of them I could easily understand and live with. After all, she is a stunningly beautiful woman, she has a rockin’ body, and any heterosexual male on the planet would pursue her. She had to have some boundaries, as we all do. Hers had been established for …

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The Angel Next Door_(1)

— Okay, so this is my first story. It’s a simple, the-girl-next-door type of thing, so let me know what you think! Sorry if my English isn’t all that great.  …………………………………………………………………………….. I first saw her when she had just moved in. Long, blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just melted me. I was eighteen and I’d had my share of girlfriends and so on, but no girl had ever turned my head like she did. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Perfect curves, tight shorts, and long, tan legs. Oh, Lord, help me! There was no denying I wanted her, but I couldn’t just walk over and pull her clothes off. I approached anyhow. “Hello, there, Miss,” she turned abruptly, probably startled since she hadn’t seen me coming. She just stared …

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Singing Jasen’s Song: Part 1

They had a plan, like most bands did in smaller, more intimate places. There were songs that were meant to be song to girls, and that’s how they performed them. When that song would come up, they would each find a girl in the audience and sing it to her, but only a few lines could be directed to a single girl before both would move on to another. Neither ever stayed with the same girl during the entire duration of a song, and once their eyes left one girl, they would never find her again. That was the rule. Jasen never broke it. Hank was a little less observant of it. The reason for it was simple, the “love” songs were slower and a bit less interesting for the audience. Eye contact, however, got …

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Margo’s Own Story 4 – George

George and I had a fling the summer between my freshman and sophomore years, after I abandoned my stripper, and if I admitted it, whore career. He surely knew how to push a girl’s buttons and he pushed mine after our first date and two or three times a week through the whole summer. In his car, on his car, behind an old barn, by a creek in the woods, in his family room when nobody else was home. Good thing I was on birth control and good thing we had lots of insect repellent. But George’s family moved away before I got home for Thanksgiving and I hadn’t seen him since. Not like I cried a lot. There were other boys, and men. After I transferred to another university, one of those men was …

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The Dead Zone chapter 05

Cait and Rhys looked from the comms panel, to each other. “That’s a live signal. Source unknown.” Cait confirmed as she scanned the signal. There was no IFF metadata which meant either they didn’t have one or were choosing not to broadcast it. “That means they’re within range to establish a realtime connection with us.” “It’d have to be close, to be another ship.” “We don’t really know what’s actually out here. But yeah, those are the odds.” “Do we answer?” “At this point I don’t think we have anything to lose.” Cait said, a metal finger paused over the receive button. “I’m putting it on voice only.” Cait hit the button, accepting the signal. There was a long pause then a gruff male voice started speaking. “Cait’s Chariot, we know you have our signal. …

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The Blind Girl in the Rain: part 3

Part 3. Someone once said: “It is not the moment itself that matters. What matters is you understand the reason why that moment matters in the first place..” The silver 747 hung silently in the early morning Winter sky before turning slowly in a graceful arc as it connected to its ILS and headed towards a snowbound JFK as I made my way along the Coney Island Boardwalk towards Atlantic Avenue and home. The long walk had done me good. Cleared the head. Concentrated the mind. Put a few things into perspective. I stopped and turned to look out to sea as the cold North wind blew gusts of fallen snow all around me. It was Saturday. The day after the night before when life had been simpler and I knew my place in the …

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Lost in Roman times pt-1

Chapter 1 We all know the fear of waking up somewhere other than where you were sure you slept,don’t we?(No ladies and gentlemen.I am NOT talking about a one night stand.)Well then.I for one would have rather enjoyed waking up somewhere I was not familiar with than in some TIME I was not familiar with.It could had made things a WHOLE lot easier.One minute I’ve just come from watching Spartacus blood and Sand for the fourth time.(I usually only watch the gladiator scenes only…. and maybe just a bit of the Smut….OK a lot of the smut:-) )and next thing i know there a sharp pain in my head before I feel myself land headfirst on the cool soft grass which is a relief to my aching……Wait a minute.GRASS? WHERE IN THE NINE HELLS DID …

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He’s Got All The Moves mm That Dick

First, before I tell this story, let me say that it will sound highly improbable. Having said that, I will leave it to you to decide if it really happened or if it is just the daydream of an older man who would like to believe such things are possible. I met M (I’ll call her that to protect her identity) in the normal course of the work we both do. She is much younger than I, but after running into her at several different work-related events, we came to think of each other as friends. From time to time, I flirted with her a bit, thinking that because I was so much older, she would think me harmless, but of course wishing that she wouldn’t. During one of our conversations, I mentioned some documents …

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Aurora’s Sexy Adventures

Aurora was nervous as she drove up the driveway to her first client’s house. It was far out from the main road, down a well-kept but discreet dirt road. She had almost missed the turnoff for it, and would have, if it had have been nighttime. She had been stripping online and doing special requests for some of her regular clients for a while, winning them over with her hourglass figure and petite curves, but she had always refused to meet any of them in real life until today. Something about this client though, her first in fact, finally gave her the courage to make the next step and service him in person. They had talked about it intensively, setting boundaries and going over what was acceptable and what wasn’t, and their interactions up until …

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Ch. 23: Più Maria

Chapter 23: Più Maria Maria and I had scheduled another cleaning session for 10 the next morning. Promptly at 10, miniature Maria knocked and called out “Captain! I’m here!” I was up, fed & ready for Maria. “Come aboard. Want some coffee?” “That would be nice” she replied, somewhat apprehensively. I got her a cup and we settled on the port side settee. She was fidgeting and obviously nervous. “Maria, you seem uncomfortable. Have I done something wrong?” “Oh, No, Captain. You’ve done nothing wrong. Just the opposite. What we’ve done the last couple of days, well, it had been such a long time, it woke me up, made things come alive. So much alive that I, uh, well … um … I’m so ashamed ….” “It’s OK, Maria. Don’t be ashamed. Just spit it …

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Owning Amaryllis part 7

[“I’m expecting some packages today. Be careful.”] [“If you want to play with yourself, do it on the couch so I can watch.”] Amaryllis read the last text over and over again, an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She wasn’t sure what she had gotten herself into by giving into her desires with Carter. Not only had she left him fuck her this morning—and wanted him to do so!—she even followed his demand that she not clean herself up from their session this morning. She didn’t know why, not like he could have known or done anything about it if she had, but she simply pulled on her underwear and changed into shorts and a big t-shirt. She felt it leaking from her all afternoon, soaking into her underwear: a constant …

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Ticonderoga – Episode 3: Awakenings

I am sorry this installment to so long to get out. I am up to my eyebrows in projects right now. It is time to wake up a mouse and hopefully she wont cause as much trouble as a rat… ———————————————————– I was sitting at the computer; Jazz Hands had managed to hook up an old fashioned keyboard to it. I reached forward and typed out, *Mighty Mouse, are you here?* then sat back to watch. One by one the keys pressed down, *Y-E-S*. “Can you hear me when I talk?” I asked out loud. *Yes* “OK, that is great! We have a problem. Melons has been examining the data on your sleep couch. It seams that when you went to sleep all of your synapses were wide open as if you were in very …

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Taping A Family Get-Together

Janet and I have been married three years now. We get along great and the sex is even better than great. Janet is rather a free spirit in the bedroom, even more than I am, I love it. We’ve never talked much about our sex lives before we met each other but I suspect that my wife would get the blue ribbon. Janet is very close with her mother, Jean, who lost her husband nearly five years ago, not long before we first met. She is a very attractive widow, forty-two, nice figure, an older version of Janet, really. They talk with each other several times each day and seem to talk just about everything. She had confided in Janet that the last few months had been very depressing, very lonely, and that she was …

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The Governess’ shame

I was reading quietly by the fireside in the study, The oil lamp shone brightly and the firelight flickered as I whiled away the time before supper one cold dark February evening. A knock at the door brought me back from tales of derring do to the present. “Come” I directed, but instead of Cook announcing supper supper it was our governess Miss Williams who entered and she was in some evident distress. She had been with us for several years now looking after my son James and daughter Emily since my dear wife departed. Departed with Mr Wilmot the cuckold and all round scoundrel you understand not departed this mortal coil. “My Lord, I must speak with you,” Miss Williams urged. I looked at her. In the deep shadow cast by the oil lamp …

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