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I couldnt barely believe my eyes

I couldn’t barely believe my eyes: Being self-employed I work long hours and travel extensively , it is not at all out of the ordinary to be called away on business thru the week for one or two nights at a time. On this occasion it was a Wednesday and been asked to deliver a vehicle to a client some 200 klms away, so I closed up the shop and headed off home. It had started off an unusual day and it carried on from there. The wife had told me that her younger sister was coming but I’d forgotten until I got home. I noticed that May’s car was not in the drive way, so I assumed she had gone to the shops. I let myself in and went upstairs to get my overnight …

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My Ultimate Gay Bukkake Experience

(Sory for my broken english, it is not my first language) this story is for thoses who like the “old-young” type of gay sex stories and YES, it is a true story. I would not call this the second part of my first story but it is in some kind still related to it, well to what hapened after the first story hapened. Some of you might have allready have read my previous story, it was about my first glory hole experience where I ended up sucking a much older men’s cock nice and sweet and loved it even more that I could expect it. At the point where it is even my best sex experiment I ever had… Until this story hapened. A few days after the first story hapened (in august 2015) I …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 8) – The Switch

The grip on his forearm was less a handhold and more of a clamp, a desperate anchor point in a sea of polished marble and hushed whispers. Aspen’s fingers dug into the wool of Scott’s sleeve, twisting the fabric into a tight knot of tension that threatened to pull the seam right off the stitching. They moved across the lobby floor, the soles of their shoes squeaking in a ragged rhythm against the high-gloss stone, a discordant counterpoint to the muted elegance of the space. The air inside the hotel tasted of stale vanilla and expensive floor wax, a cloying, manufactured perfume designed to mask the scent of transient lives and the secrets they dragged through the revolving doors. Scott adjusted the strap of his overnight bag, the leather biting into his shoulder with a …

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Jessica, p.1

It was the first time that my dad had remarried. She seemed nice at first, but then she turned out like most stepmothers do: heartless bitches. At least there was one good comfort. She had a pretty good-looking daughter that was two years younger than me. My name is Brian. I was 14 years old, 5’06” mostly skinny, short and dark jet-black hair and dark eyes that would penetrate into the deepest reaches of a person. I tell you that I was skinny, but that didn’t mean I didn’t have any muscle on mean. I guess people could say that I was lean and fit; it’s just that I never pictured myself that way. I was always running around the neighborhood and used to do a lot of yard work for various neighbors, who paid …

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Collection Blonde – The Office Intern

It’s said that the truth will set you free. I hope that’s at least somewhat accurate because I’ve carried this story with me for far too long. My tale is mostly true, with some edits to dates and names to ensure privacy, and with dialog reconstructed from memory. Even after all these decades, some would still remember what happened that year, especially those events which occurred after the conclusion of the story you are about to read. It was nineteen seventy-three, and I’d just landed my first real job as a computer programmer with a small company on the East Coast. I’d skipped college, much to my parent’s dismay, and headed off to backpack through Europe and Asia. My grandmother’s estate had established a trust fund for me, which I was able to access once …

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My neighbour Sharon (pt. 1)

The First Day “Oof” I grunted, as I took another big, heavy box off the trailer and started to walk it up the driveway. It was a beautiful clear day, and the sun was hot against my skin and at any other time I’d be loving it – but not today. Today was moving day. My partner and I had just decided to make the switch to a smaller rural town as she’d secured a new role with a local company. It was a move we were both looking forward to, given that we had spent the last few years together in the city in a small apartment with me working nearly 100 hours a week and her studying for her degree. At 22 years of age, my partner Samantha was a stunningly beautiful ex …

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The Witches Next Door

The Witches Next Door ~ by DarkTalons Spring break had finally hit, and the house was mine for a whole week. Mom, Dad, and my little sister had piled into the car Friday afternoon with all their luggage, waving like it was some big adventure to visit my grandparents upstate. I stood on the porch in my gray t-shirt and black basketball shorts, barefoot on the warm concrete, and gave them the classic “have fun, don’t die” send-off. The second their taillights disappeared around the corner I was already planning it: sleep till noon, order pizza all week, maybe hit a couple parties if the boys hit me up. No chores except the basic shit Dad told me about—take out the trash, check the mail, don’t burn the place down. Easy. The neighborhood was dead …

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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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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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Another Erotic Isekai

“I’ve lived here for three years and no one has told me that story before?” I exclaim louder than I mean too. I can feel eyes on me from nearby tables. “I’m sorry Bailey, but it totally slipped my mind until he mentioned Old Coots Cave.” Trey says with an uncomfortable chuckle. “How come no one told me that we have a local legend on my first Halloween here?” I say in almost a whisper this time. “We’ve all grown up hearing it. By the time we were ten it was pretty old to us. Plus, it’s not like the legend is true.” Mark says flatly. “Not with that attitude!” I exclaim once again, before planting a hand over my mouth. “What?” Mark asks, clearly confused. “Have any of you gone to Old Coots Cave …

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The Dragon (S)Layers V. 1 Ch. 05 (The Paladin)

The Paladin * * * * Father, I will have to assume my invitation to the graduation and ascension ceremony was lost along the way and hope that this letter reaches you. I suspect that the clerics at the Cloister forbade our letters from leaving the grounds lest we be distracted and they did not tell us of such, but that may have also been shoddy courier service. We all remember the Dunkals who could scarcely deliver a letter across town, much less the countryside. No matter. By the time you read these words, I will be leaving the training Cloister for my sabbatical to visit mother’s grave. The priests and order of paladins, of which I can now claim membership have asked me to seek out counsel in the quiet places between forgotten moments, …

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How My Sex Life Came about part 2

How my Sex Life came about part 2 Neither of my parents talked to me about my sexuality or anything. I only got the beating of my life with the belt. My heart was broken as well as my ass. My butt and the back of my thighs were bruised from that beating. Today it would have been considered abuse. But in those days it was considered beating some sense into you. Being gay wasn’t accepted back then as it is somewhat today. Mom told me I had shamed her and my father for what I had done. She sure in hell hoped no one in our small town found out about this. My ass was so sore I could barely sit down. My father had gone too far or perhaps I was just a …

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Jay and Faith (Chapter 4: Springbreak, part 1)

Jay and Faith (Chapter 4: Spring Break, part 1) After the soccer season had come to a close and spring break was just days away jay had made plans to head to the beach and soak in the sun. He had saved up a lot of money and got a nice hotel with all the works. The day before spring break Faith came into Jay’s class with the saddest look on her face. “What’s the matter Faith?” Jay asked his favorite student. She was a short darkhaired valley girl that was a great athlete and popular with pretty much everyone. “My spring break plans just went up in smoke” she said. Faith explained that she was going to the beach with friends, but her friends had to cancel the trip because their driver was sick, …

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TEENAGE BOY FOR ME WHILE MY MAN WATCHES.

“I would love to baby. I have just the man who I see at the gym who I am sure would be keen to meet you. Garth is only nineteen, six-feet tall, he has a very athletic build, and his is rumored to be bi-sexual, and I almost forgot, he is hung, really well hung.” I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man Roger, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I have a high sex drive, I am to please and be pleased sexually, and I love having sex with an extra person watching, male or female. Even a male and a female watching. I have a tacit agreement with my …

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It’s Good To Get Away.

PART ONE Clare discovered the dildo when she was tidying Amy’s room; it was under her mattress in a plastic bag. She tried to be horrified but of course she wasn’t; she had spent quite some time searching, or ‘prying’ might be a better word, before she found it and for some minutes she sat on her daughter’s bed feeling guilty at what she had just done with the unwrapped offending item in her hands- then she licked it. She could taste pussy juice on it; Amy’s pussy juice she assumed and now she put it in her mouth and sucked. Kneeling on the bed she yanked her panties down to her knees then leaned forward so she could fuck herself doggy style with her daughter’s dildo. It was big and she thought of Amy, …

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Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle–Part 1

While this story has some aspects of BDSM, it has none of the cruelty usually found in most mistress/slave stories. As you read you’ll understand why. ********** Let me ask you—how many things can you name that go perfectly with each other? Peanut butter and jelly? That’s one. How about bacon and eggs? That’s another. Bagel and cream cheese? Good! Ham and Swiss? Even better! Pastrami and rye? Excellent! Here’s one you’ll never get—Nancy Rizzo and Henry Fuller! I’m Nancy and this is my story. CHAPTER 1 I was born the eldest daughter of Michael and Carmela Rizzo. The name Nancy came from Nancy Reagan, my mom’s heroine when she was a child. My dad is a famous trial attorney, the second Rizzo in Rizzo, Rizzo and Samuels with offices on three floors of a …

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The Video Booth_(1)

The silky stockings feel so smooth and soft as I slide them up my legs. I love the look and feel of the black nylon. As I reach my thighs, the wide lace looks so sexy as I attach the garter straps. I’m already getting a wet spot in my panties as I think about what I’m going to be doing soon. I slip on my little bra. It isn’t a big sexy bra that I sometimes wear stuffed with panties to make it stand out. It’s more for someone who is flat chested, like me I guess. It looks sexy and has a little lace and the cups are so soft. I got it at a Fredrick’s store a couple of years ago. The clerk helped me pick it out That was such an …

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Lisa has a nightmare

A soft knocking at the door, ugh, not again. I tried to ignore it, maybe she will go away. Another soft knock, but this time the door opens slightly and a soft voice squeaks, “Mommy?” “She’s asleep Lisa, what’s wrong?” I replied, feigning sincerity, not because I didn’t care but because this was becoming a nightly occurrence. “I had a bad dream, I wanted to know if I could lay down with you guys?” As expected… but of course, as my wife had often pointed out, I could never say no to my princess. She had me wrapped around her little finger. “Sure, but you’ll have to lay next to me so you don’t wake up your mother.” I heard the door shut and little feet navigate across the dark floor and climb up into …

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Carnival in Hyannis Mid Week

Bobby decided to sleep in late today. It was hot and muggy outside his tent and only slightly less hot inside. By the time Bobby got up and headed for a cool drink at the grease pit, he noticed almost everyone was gone. The midway was like a ghost town. Most of the ride boys and the concessionaires had errands of some sort and had left for the day. Wednesdays were usually the quietest day of the week; even the nights were slow. Most working people got paid on Thursdays or Fridays and the crowds in the midway tended to prove that. It looked like it was going to be a hot, sticky and boring day. Slogging back to his tent with an ice-cold Pepsi, Bobby looked up and noticed a familiar face at the …

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From Frigid to Slut: Arthur transforms Charlotte

Previously This story was set in 1996 when I was just 19 years old. It is about an incredible (fictional) sexual encounter I had with an 18 year old girl at the time. It is a continuation of the story ‘My friend’s 43y/o kinky mother part 2.’ It is not necessary to read part 1 at all. You may want to read part 2 to get a little background on the characters. But, I don’t think that would be necessary as this story stands alone. My 2 previous stories you will find in the ‘mature’ category. However this story does not feature mature sex so will not be in that category. I think this will appeal to female readers much more than my previous stories – Enjoy.in the story my friend Mike invited an old …

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