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The Lonesome Loser – Series 01 (Part I, The Beginning)

The Lonesome Loser Series. 01 (Part I – The Beginning) The Story: The Beginning The prequel: My name is Mickie, Michael Combs, or Mickie-boy, to my mom, and Michael to my dad. I have always been pale-skinned and skinny, with dirty, reddish-blonde hair. Mom would let my hair grow out, but once it grew too long, it would thicken and turn rusty orange. Then, once I began Elementary school, my hair would always be buzz-cut or kept short. Up until I was a pre-teen, I was a mama’s boy and followed Mom around like a kitten. Growing up in Westbury, Maine, I lived as a mama’s boy, seeing little of my father. Then, tragedy reared its cruel head. I was just eight when my Father was killed in an automobile accident. We packed up once …

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Two Daughters Are Wearing Me Out

I loved Susan, my wife, with all of my heart. She gave me the best years I could ever have asked for as well as three wonderful children. I was totally devoted to her and astounded that I could have been so fortunate as to have won her heart. One night she had an accident on the road. I almost died of grief. If not for my children, I would have committed suicide. I couldn’t go on without her, but couldn’t abandon my children. I became absorbed by my work and daughters. My only social activities had to do with taking the girls to school functions. I refused flatly even to consider getting involved with another woman. The girls did their best to cheer me up. In many ways they were successful. We would go …

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Fatima’s escapades (Part 3)

Fatima paced anxiously in the living room waiting for Irfaan to pick her up for gym. This was all his idea. He’d ended up being the same stranger from the park. She couldn’t believe her handsome stranger had turned out to be the same guy she was supposed to meet as a marriage proposition. Her father’s business partner had wanted Fatima and his son to meet each other. Irfaan was delighted to find out that Fatima was the same woman from the park. He’d been afraid that he’d never see her again. He’d ended up fucking her in her parents kitchen the day before. She’d been amazing, absolutely driving him crazy with her eager willingness to submit to his every need. He wanted to know more of her. He needed to know more, to feel …

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Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch9

As per my previous mornings recently, I stirred and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, that delicious feeling of my silk night ware stretching over my taught nipples and my morning wood throbbing in its lace enclosure. The urge to touch myself was palpable, it seemed no matter how hard I came the night before, by morning my cock was fully charged and my balls felt ready to burst. Reaching down I ran my hands over my chest, my stiff nipples jutting out causing a sharp intake of breath as their sensitivity seemed heightened. A little twist and a rub eliciting a moan before my hands continued down to my tenting panties. I was already dripping through the material, the heat emanating from my rod as my hand wrapped round it separated only by the …

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Summer with Daniel 2

After Daniel left that day I couldn’t believe we did that. I had a rush of feelings about our experience. I was excited, scared, anxious and so many other feelings that I couldn’t explain. I was worried because I thought he might tell. That he might of faked liking it just to tell on me. But I also was excited and anxious because I wanted to that again with Daniel. I must have jacked off 3 or 4 time the rest of that day just thinking about us giving each other blow jobs. I also started thinking about other things we could do with each other. I wondered how far he was willing to go or if it would be a one time thing and then he’d decide he wasn’t gay anymore – that’s happened …

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Slutty discovery

It’s not that I didn’t like sex it’s just that I never thought about it. I understood how things worked and were everything went but I just wasn’t interested in it until one day. It all started one Friday night. I was at a friends house down the street and my parents had gone out for the evening. My brother was home alone. Nothing out of the ordinary. Anyway, it was about 9pm and I decided to walk back home. It was just a quick walk up the street. I went inside and headed upstairs. My brother who was in his room must not of heard me come in because as I walked past his bead room his door was open just bit and I glanced in as I passed. I stopped short as I …

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Field trip fun

It was a cool spring morning as I drove the hour and a half to meet my daughter and her class for her field trip. I pulled up and parked in the visitor parking and waited for the buses to arrive. I went to the gate of the park and paid for my ticket as the buses finally arrived. As I walked towards the sidewalk to meet my daughter I see my neighbor Jen. “Hey, what are you doing here?” I ask as she gives me a smile. “I am meeting my son for his field trip…” she said as she gave me a hug. “ we should have carpooled!” She exclaimed after breaking our embrace. We said hello to our kids and waited as the teacher told them the rules and accounted for all …

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Fanden Hus (Fuck House)

Fanden Hus (Fuck House) Part One: The Arrival Gillian stopped at the counter inside the small, dark adult novelty store and presented the shiny access card to the woman attending the register. Wordlessly, the clerk nodded and held up a finger indicating to wait a moment. She opened the register and, from the back of the cash box removed a key before closing the drawer and motioning Gillian to follow her. Gillian picked up her small gym bag, tossed her brown hair over one shoulder sneaking a glance around the perimeter to see who was watching before following the young girl behind a dark curtain and into a long hall. They passed a few booths, also with black curtains fully or at least partially drawn. From experience, Gillian knew that each booth included a bench, …

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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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my pregnant neighbor_(1)

I was 58 years old when Shelly came into my life. I had been living alone since my kids had left home and my wife died, and having lots of unoccupied time I took to doing a lot of work in the yard. Over the years I had built myself a nice deck, planted shade trees, a tall privacy hedge and put in an artificial rock waterfall that fell into a small poll surrounded by flowers. The upkeep kept me busy but the results far outweighed the labor. I spent countless hours lazing in the shade of my deck, smelling the flowers and listening to the gentle splashing and gurgling of my waterfall; reading, relaxing or just enjoying the little slice of Eden I had created for myself. I was having coffee and reading the …

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The Marquis

Marquis For Lunch I had just finished my meeting and had some time to kill. It was a beautiful hot summers day and as I walked from Russel Square tube station I looked at the time. It was just after two and thought I might as well get a drink, something to eat and kill a couple of hours rather than heading back to the office. As I walked down Marchmont Street, I came to a nice looking pub called the Marquis Cornwallis. Huge numbers of young people mingled outside, drink in hand, carefree. It looked inviting so I stepped inside. In contrast to the outside there were only about ten people in the pub. Clearly the sunshine outside being preferable but I needed to work and needed a table so needs must. Many tables …

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Preacher’s Sinful Daughter Chapter 5: Sinning with a Woman

Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Four: Sinning with a Woman By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women’s retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me a treat. Finally, he had found the woman who would have a threesome with us. I shuddered, anticipating the wicked, sensual delight of being with a woman, to hold her breasts—I loved squeezing my Double D’s—kiss her stomach, and to lick …

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Doll House – Mr. Steel (pt 2) – Puta Girl’s Plan

Puta Girl was in her boss’s bathroom washing up. She was a mess after the fuckfest they just had. Who would have thought Mr. Steel could fuck so well. He left her covered in his cum and her face was a disaster. She knew her other persona had some slut in her. Maria Good always was down for a good fucking but here and now she was ready for anything. Becoming a Doll was the best thing for her and her libido. A knock on the bathroom door. “I got your bag,” came Mr. Steel’s voice. She turned from the sink and opened the door. He stood there back in his suit. He lifted his hand up to give her bag to her. “What,” she snapped? “Your a fucking mess,” he blurted out before he …

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The Office Junior – Part 4

We showed a remarkable amount of restraint in the shower. I have never wanted to fuck someone so much in my life but for some reason it didn’t feel right. Didn’t feel like the right time. Every fibre of my being wanted nothing more than to feel Becky surround my cock with her beautiful pussy. But we both held back. That isn’t to say that the shower wasn’t fun. We kissed while we waited for the water to heat up. When the temperature was OK we stepped in. The warm water felt great against my tired body. Becky put her head straight under the water and slicked her hair back. She turned to me while combing her fingers through her hair. Her stunning body looked incredible coated in water. She handed me a washing glove …

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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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Twisted thoughts

I awoke in the middle of the night, desperate to Urinate. I jumped up and ran to the toilet, naked I seen no need to dress thinking everyone should be asleep. As I left the bathroom my 14 year old daughter Rhea walked out of her bedroom and we met face to face. Usually not an issue but for some reason my cock was rock hard. I’d already struggled to piss as it was not relaxing. I was a little shocked in my half asleep state, Rhea on the other hand was wide awake, looked towards my cock, smiled and said morning daddy and giggled. She walked into the bathroom and I climbed back into my own bed, snuggled against my wife and passed out. The following morning I’d forgotten about the incident during the …

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War on Geminar prt 2_(0)

I really want to thank you all for the positive support of my first story. I worked a little harder and tried to catch more of my spelling errors and I tried not to rely on spell check so much to catch my mistakes. A little side note there isn’t a lot of sex in this story either as I wanted to build the story first. I do hope you enjoy this next installment, and remember all feed backs are welcomed and taken. A lot of things ran through my mind as I waited for the signal of the ambush. Mainly being the situation I currently found myself in. I am stuck in a foreign land, and no real clue on how I am supposed to get back home. The people that found me, has …

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Doll House – Mr. Steel (pt 4) – The Intern

“I didn’t realize this was that kind of office, boss man. You see fake porn videos online but to find a true free use office, Wow!!” Her comment drowned out the echo of her pumps clicking on the floor. “Yes Jessica. There are a lot of surprises in my company. To tell you the truth, I’m happy you hung around. You would make a perfect subject, but I’m a bit surprised you are taking this so well” He opened the door to his office and let her enter first. “Let’s head into my private conference room. He motioned with his hand in that direction. He was trying to say like a gentleman but he knew in a little while he would fuck this young hottie from now until next Tuesday. “Well, boss man,” she started, …

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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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A :Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part Thirty Two

Fippy the Fourth had been gone a day and a half. Having gotten home, he at last was able to sit down and discuss business with his current guests. Per usual, he held his business meeting around his poker table. Fippy’s canine hands proved surprisingly adroit at shuffling and dealing. The game was Freeport Hold’em. Small Blind was two silver, Big Blind was five. Arabella, as the only female in the game, had the courtesy of cutting the cards. Falco had as much coin as anyone else but that was only because Ellister was giving him enough to stay in the game. This was in exchange for the sexual cock gobbling favours he was giving Ellister each night. Arabella, in the nearby bunk, had to lay there and listen to those two fags blowing loads …

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