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COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 6

COUSINS –OUR STORY – Chapter 6 Romance, incest, male/female, softcore This story is a biography, based on fact (as best as I can remember – events that were unexpected, special and unforgettable) with interwoven fiction. It spans a number of years For photo of Lila see: http://forum.xnxx.com/album.php?albumid=34532 I felt it was more sensual in B&W. BACKGROUND TO OUR STORY………. It was 1992 when my family moved to live close by to my cousin Lila, who was about the same age. My name is Jonathon but my family has always called me Johnny. Our mothers are sisters. Lila’s mother is about one year older than my mother. Lila and I are only children. We attended different schools. Lila attended a private girl’s school. I liked visiting Lila’s house – it had a big swimming pool. My …

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Titcage (Chapter 27)

Chapter 27 TWO WEEKS LATER, AGAIN Claire couldn’t believe how different her life had become since she started working at Titcage. Everything she did was different now, and yet she was used to it. Two weeks had passed since her parents had broken up, and she had now completed all the requirements for S grade, and was waiting on confirmation that she had achieved the new, higher status. Her new requirements were: S Grade Presentation: – Tits are at least a D cup. – Once a week has a seven-hour stretch while awake during which either her nipples or pussy are never concealed by clothing. – Spends at least three hours a week outdoors or in public with her tits and/or twat exposed. – Exposes either tits or twat to each other person who lives …

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The Ghost and Me, Part 4

The Ghost and Me Part 4 A Questions Unveiled and Answered I woke up, with Sam still asleep next to me. The afternoon was getting late, from the colour of the sky and the shadows running across the room. I ran a finger over Sam’s form, making her stir. Slowly she opened her eyes, I said,”Hello sleepy head. How do you feel?” She smiled her gorgeous smile and said,”Wonderful.” I laid next to her, allowing her to come fully awake. It was then that I looked at her hip and noticed that the mole was missing. I sat up and looked at her hair. Her hair was getting lighter, it was between auburn and sandy blond. I’m sure, that this morning when I saw her on the University grounds, it was much darker. Was Samantha …

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So you want to be a Bimbo? Week 1

Introduction So you’ve decided to take your first step to become the best version of yourself. No, this isn’t a self-help book. It’s more of a guide to your own sexual awakening. If you follow these steps, you will feel happier and more confident. And, of course, you will be turning heads when you walk down the street. Being a bimbo is not just changing how you dress and act. It is a frame of mind – one that will lead to your sexualization and ultimate happiness. It will not be easy. There will be times that you feel like you would be better off quitting and having a more traditional life. But as you continue, those will be fewer and far between. The only truly happy people – those completely content with their lives …

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The Pom-Pom Hat

I stepped through the door, the wind howling around me, unable to see. The inside of the cabin wasn’t much warmer than the storm outside, but the difference was enough to fog my glasses in an instant. I blindly set aside the axe and closed the door with my hip, slamming against it a few times until I could get it to properly latch. I sighed, taking off my glasses and setting them on the small table next to the door, stomping the thick, heavy snow off my boots. I could barely see you, just a hint of the cute pink pom-pom on your toque, poking up over the back of the couch where you huddled under your blanket against the cold. “This is crazy!” you mumbled through your scarf as I stepped around the …

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A Small Price to Pay, or: Patrick Breeds Busty Lesbian Milfs, Ch. 01

A Small Price to Pay; or, Patrick Breeds Busty Lesbian Milfs by Fidget Chapter 1 Evelyn was lucky it had happened at the club she’d decided to go to that night. She was even luckier that she noticed when it happened, because it was so subtle and over so quickly that if she hadn’t been paying attention, she would have missed it completely. The only reason she’d noticed it at all is because she was preparing to go hit on the cute little blonde herself, but before she could make her move an average-looking guy sidled up next to her and gently placed his hand on her bare arm. The girl, who looked to be in her mid-twenties, recoiled automatically at the unwanted touch, but, to Evelyn’s surprise, she soon calmed down and seemed to …

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Lake Cabin – Part 2_(0)

(If you have not read Part 1 it would help to read it to get the background and continuity. However, I will give a short introduction below.) INTRODUCTION My wife and I had taken a 7 to 9 day vacation in a cabin on a lake in the northern part of the state for the past 20 years. After last year’s vacation we discovered my wife had advanced cancer and she died a few months later. Before she died she had made me promise to go to the cabin at least 1 more time after she died. Sarah one of the housekeeping and restaurant staff for several years had thanked me for helping her over the past 5 years to improve her basketball game by having sex with me, Sunday, my first morning on my …

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Damien Skylar chapter 2_(0)

**Author’s Note-Again, all character’s and events are mine, do not steal. Another thing, this story contains non-consensual sex, I do not condone it, and it shouldn’t be done, ever. And story is told from two different points of view, it will tell you when it switches. Enjoy ^_^ This was first posted on an account of the same name as this on Literotica.com* ‘…’ =thoughts. –…POV– =Change of point of view Chapter 2. *Part 4* I feel my pulse racing as I chase after her. The pull and release of my muscles as I glide across the wet cobblestone, coming steadily towards her. I admire her naked body as she runs. A perfect specimen. I can sense her fear, her breath increasing, her blood spiked with adrenaline. No one can see us, and she runs …

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The Love of Money II – Chapter 16: The Housekeeper

Thursday, September 12th, 1:30 pm “There they are,” Erin said, her face nearly pressed against the glass as the chopper descended. Several people stood about fifteen feet from the helipad as we neared it. I could see my pool and the garden; both looked pristine and untouched—ready for me. At long last… I was home. “That must be Emiko,” I said, eyes fixed on the woman leading the group. “Yep!” Erin looked at me, grinning. “Finally! No more party planning for me. Emiko and Charity can take care of it.” “You threw such a good one last time,” I said. “They’ll throw even better ones,” Erin said. The skids made a touchdown, and I could already hear the faint sounds of the rotor soften, each decibel dropping as the pilot powered down. Chloe opened the …

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Breakdown_(0)

The latest fantasy from my imagination…hope you enjoy. Reid tossed is cell pone in the passenger seat beside him. He had tried to call his wife and tell her he was on his way to his next destination, but as usual, she did not answer. His marriage was on the rocks, and he knew it. He loosened his tie and tossed it in the seat beside his phone. Ever since he had gotten his promotion, things had headed south. The new job had him on the road a lot, his territory stretching across the southern states. He had a feeling that his wife was cheating on him while he was gone, but he didn’t have enough proof to confront her. He picked up his phone again. While dialing the number, the car shifted off the …

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Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter 11: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl

Clara’s Mind-Controlling Tweets Chapter Eleven: Feminist Sluts Train the Good Girl By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 Clara chortled over the picture of those two size queen sluts that someone had made covered in Santa’s jizz. “Damn, whoever is making these deep fakes is amazing!” Clara said to herself. “They’re so real.” She studied the pics of Bianca and Natalie covered in jizz with elf ears on their head. For a mad moment, Clara almost believed that her tweets made those two girls mall Santa sluts, but that was impossible. It’s not like my tweets cause anything to happen. Everyone is just such asshats they pretend they do. School was back in session. Christmas break was over. It was time to get back at those bitches in the Women’s Studies classes. They were such …

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I’m Legless Not Dickless

I was trying my darnedest to suck my little sister’s tits, but it was proving to be an exercise in futility . She was bouncing wildly on my lap, and I couldn’t keep ahold of them. They were small to begin with, perky and pointy, small Bs that looked great on her short-petite frame, but when she got close to climaxing all I could do was sit back and watch. “Fuck I’m gonna cum!!” (see? I knew she was close) she yelled, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. “Cindy! Watch your mouth! What did I tell you about that sort of language?” Our mom scolded her from the other end of couch. That’s right, our own mother was sitting not more than 6ft away on the same sofa, reading through a cookbook and …

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Was Dierdra Just An Illusion?

55. Was Dierdra Just An Illusion? I was getting itchy to move on. This big harbor, even though it was a boaters paradise, was becoming too familiar. I felt the urge to rip the band-aid off and seek my next adventure. I checked the tides, the wind, the weather and decided that tomorrow was the day. I spent the day making final preparations. All was shipshape except securing the dinghy and one last shower. I zoomed the dinghy in to shore. There was, of course, a happening going on at the Tiki Hut. Before I showered, I wandered down that way. It was a potluck dinner. About 30 people and 8 or 10 kids all having a great time. I surveyed the crowd. And there she was. Dierdra. My magical Dierdra. I shuffled over by …

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My sister’s OnlyFans part 2

We spent a moment looking at the footage before we decided to go upstairs and shoot some bathroom pics and also take the shared shower. I looked forward to both. She took my hand, and we went upstairs. I looked around the bathroom, trying to come up with some ideas. After she’d moved in, the bathroom was so clean and smelled like a garden of roses. The pink towels and soaps added a new color to it. “What have you done here?” I asked her. “I have just added some perfume, pink towels and new soaps,” she said. “Do you like it?” “Yeah,” I said and looked around. “It isn’t bad.” “You look intoxicated,” she said, her eyes sweeping over me. “You just gave me a magical head,” I told her with a laugh. “Do …

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True Story.

When I write erotica I often hear “that’s not real! That never happened!” even though I never make a claim that those stories are true, some in fact ARE, although they may not necessarily be about ME. This criticism has motivated me to tell my story. My name is Brian and this is a true story.. My story. I took liberties with the dialog and had to paraphrase since it took place a number of years ago now, but what happened is all true. My mom and dad were high school sweethearts in southern California. They got pregnant with me their senior year, and even though he said he was ready to be a father and stayed by her side during the whole pregnancy, he chickened out right after I was born. My mom raised …

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The Love of Money I – Chapter 12: No News is Good News

Wednesday, 8:05 am Buried in my bed sheets, my phone woke me with its incessant buzzing. I blindly reached for it without success and cursed as I reluctantly opened my eyes and began sorting through my blankets looking for the damn thing. During the process, my phone stopped which made it harder to find. The entire time, I had to remind myself where I was and what had happened over the last five days. Inheriting billions of dollars, buying a company, and fucking numerous hot women who threw themselves at you was something that most people could only dream about, so it took a bit of convincing that I had received a lapdance and blowjob from my ridiculously hot assistant last night. I finally located my phone and glanced at it to see a missed …

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Daughter’s Slut Training 6: Daughter Takes on Her Brothers

Daughter’s Slut Training (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Six: Daughter Takes on Her Brothers By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Mrs. Umayyah My eyes flicked from my daughter lying on her back, her first customer’s cum leaking out of her well-fucked and bald snatch, to President Carver pulling out his wallet from his discarded slacks, his dick soaked in my daughter’s juices. A hot tremble raced through me. I pulled my fingers out of my own snatch, my orgasm buzzing through me. Masturbating to my own live sex show was an added bonus of whoring out my daughter to pay my online gambling debts. No longer did I need to watch that stud Clint fucking his aunt, sisters, and other sluts through the peephole I drilled into the classroom …

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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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One Big Horny Weasley Family- Chapter 06 Coming to an Understanding

This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and locations are the property of their respective owners. The story line belongs to me. Coming to an Understanding Harry stepped out on to the wide balcony and looked out over the hustle and bustle of London. He let the light and sound wash over him as his thoughts turned inward. Despite almost eight years of marriage to Ginny, he was still learning to master those skills of ‘communication’ and ‘empathy’ that seemed to make for happy marriages. Not that he and Ginny weren’t happily married, they were, but there were times when everything just seemed to go to hell in a hand-basket. Unfortunately, he was usually the one carrying the basket. He looked over his shoulder into the house. Ginny and Angelina were still inside, …

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A Different Kind Of Gummies

Chapter 59: A DIFFERENT KIND OF GUMMIES 59. In the morning, I visited the marina office. I thanked them for their very accommodating service. I made no mention of Jennifer’s gender identity crisis, her impending surgeries nor the sex we had enjoyed last night. I simply thanked them, paid my bill, and left. Back in the Intracoastal Waterway, I continued my journey northbound. As I was motoring along, bored shitless, I surfed the web on my phone. When I checked my email, I had a message from an old college buddy of mine. He was one of the six of us who had hung out together. They were planning a reunion of sorts although it wasn’t any seminal year or anything. Just an impromptu get together to relive some fun times. I emailed him back …

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