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Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 5

Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 5 We ended chapter 4 with slave Sandra waiting for punishment for acting like a bitch. Slave Sandra waits in the basement play room naked, kneeling, legs, spread, hands clasp behind her back, forehead pressed on the floor, crying with pain in her heart for disappointing Master Frank and making him angry with her. Her knees hurt from remaining on her knees on the hard floor of the basement for the past hour waiting for the man she loves with all her heart to come and administer her punishment for not obeying a request from her mother, slave Janis, without question or hesitation. Slave Janis, daughters Diann and Angela are getting dressed to go shopping to give Master Frank time and privacy to punish slave Sandra. Over an hour after Master …

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TWO MALE GIGOLOS FOR TRANS JULIETTE

I am Damian, a twenty-six year old bisexual male escort or as some prefer a gigolo, though in recent times I much prefer older women. My preferences became much more focused after a recent assignment with a woman twenty-years older than me. Today’s assignment promises to be very exciting, with just one woman for the two of us to pleasure while another woman watches. When we arrive Juliette’s secretary, Mary, greets us and leads us into another room to meet Juliette. Mary is very plain and unfeminine, though the thought of her watching us sexually pleasure her boss is already a bonus turn on. Juliette is an absolute knockout, smooth ebony skin, stunning exotic features (we learnt later she was part Asian, part European), a beautifully groomed, very feminine, tall willowy blond, with shoulder length …

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My Birthday

My name is Chris and today was my birthday. Overall it was a pretty good day, between my mom and brothers (Aaron and Brian), and some various friends, I got pretty much everything I asked for. This was a very important birthday to me, I’d been looking forward to it for over a year, not because of my gifts or because I was getting older, but because tonight I’m going to have sex with my mom… at least I think so. She’s actually been sucking my dick nightly for years. I say “nightly” because she primarily does it when she comes in to say goodnight, but she’s always been willing to give me a quick blow if I asked and no one was around. Once, I was particularly horny one summer afternoon, so I went …

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A BLACK MAN WHILE ON HOLIDAY

“My name is Rudi. I am a black African from a former French colony. I had a black mother and a French father so I have many French aspects to me. Especially the French penchant for kinky sex. I have lived in Switzerland for many years. I am at your disposal if you so desire. I am better than Mike at many things,” he ventured arrogantly. Or was he teasing us? Without even asking Bobbi looked at me for tacit approval, gave him our room number and said, “Two-thirty, and don’t be late.”  “This man promises to be even better and more exciting than Mike,” Bobbi told me. “What sort of greeting should we provide for him? The thought of having two men at once twice within a week excites me. Very much. How about …

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The Island, Chapter 17

Chapter 17 After a brief post-coital swim across the crater lake, holding our clothes out of the water, we came ashore at the headwaters of the main stream on the island. We climbed out onto a small, stony beach, redressed, and continued our hike. Following the creek out of the crater through another break in the rocky wall, we began descending the northwest side of the mountain, following the water as it cascaded down the side of the old volcano. As Stu scouted a way down during a particularly steep section, we heard him cry out in surprise. Rounding the rocks, we found him peering into a small crevasse. “Hey guys, check it out!” he called to us. “There’s a goat in here. I think it’s hurt.” We crowded around, and sure enough, a nanny …

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Stan’s backdoor neighbor

Stan walked along the trail through the forest reserve. He spent his Saturday mornings doing this pleasant activity in all four seasons. It was early autumn and the colors of the leaves and the musty smell of the forest filled his nostrils with a heady perfume. He felt alive and rejuvenated after a long week in a confined office space at the engineering firm where he worked. His office was actually walking distance from his condo and this trail was a route to get there, slightly longer, but infinitely more pleasant than the city street route he sometimes took. He seldom saw other people on the trail, but today he followed a young girl, he guessed to be around 18 or 19 years old. She was very slender, long legged, with high small breasts under …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 7

Tell me what you think! I’m a shameless whore for comments! Chapter Seven Isaac slowly woke up, VERY slowly, pretty much tectonic-plates-slowly. His body was not so much heavy as just incredibly numb, his eyelids felt like they had been separated from all nerve endings and muscles. The right side of his gut was sore, but everything else… just felt so fantastic. Isaac had woken up from anesthesia before, once when he had broken his arm while working and needed a titanium brace bolted to the bones. He remembered waking up being one of the best experiences in his life, almost as good as sex. “Mr. Helton, can you hear me?” a woman’s voice asked, most likely the nurse that that toned down his morphine to wake him up. Isaac hummed in reply, that was …

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Don The Degenerate Doorman: Apartment 6B The Tipsy Fashionista

It wasn’t the first time that Wednesday night that I stood and stretched my tired body to help prevent my muscles from cramping up on me. It was a quarter to eleven and my double shift was mercifully drawing to a close. Ivan, the regular doorman during the three to eleven shift had needed to take a few days off and as was often the case in the building some of us had filled the breach with me taking this particular shift. Stan, the doorman who’d be relieving me to work the graveyard shift had already arrived and was in the locker room changing into his uniform. Stifling a yawn I headed outside to get a sniff of the pleasant spring air. It was a relatively quiet night in the heart of Manhattan and in …

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Time Manipulation Mind Control Chapter 2: Slut’s Submissive Passion

I laughed with everyone else as my three bullies scrambled to get dressed. Their normally strong, dominant forms wilted beneath the gales of laughter. I had the biggest grin on my face as I witnessed Chris and his two asshole friends’ humiliation. To them, they were about to kick my ass because they thought I was ogling their girlfriends. In an eye blink, I vanished and they ended up in their new pose. For them, no time had passed. For me, it had been hours. This all started when Chris, our football team’s hulking, asshole quarterback, had thrust me against the locker in our school’s locker room. I was naked at the time, changing into my gym wear. He was about to slam his mighty fist in the face when it happened. In my panic, …

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Leave it to Beaver and his brother

It was a sunny and mild Friday in Mayfield, the ideal American town where everything was perfect, including the Cleaver family. Ward, the 41-year-old handsome father was hard at work providing for his family. June, the world’s most perfect 39-year-old stay at home mother was keeping the house neat as a model home and cooking fabulous meals for her husband and her two sons as always. Beaver was now 16 and going to school at Mayfield High and his almost six year older brother, Wally was going to the local college. Mayfield High was closed that day for a teacher’s conference and Wally did not have any scheduled classes that afternoon. Beaver was at the park playing with his close friends, Larry, Gilbert and Whitey but they had become bored and decided to call it …

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SEX WITH AN AUDIENCE

“Too many to recall, though there can only be one ultimate,” I replied. “Perhaps my ultimate sexual experience is still yet to happen. A wonderful thought.” “It’s a wonderful thought if I am to be involved.” “Tell me about your ultimate sexual experience thus far?” “Perhaps standing naked, with my back to the wall, with a roaring erection while we were passionately tongue kissing, while one of your girlfriends was giving me a blow job as her man watched, agitated and obviously turned on by the size of my thick nine-inch erection. She was edging me as I fought to hold back a tremendous orgasm before she swallowed. Do you remember that?” “I do. However, perhaps my ultimate sexual experience would have to be the first time you organized two much younger men for me. …

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Margos Own Story 3 – My Strip Club Career

So Shirley knew I was no puritan. (One might have asked how puritan the puritans were, LOL.) Anyway, it turns out Shirley, who was a junior and lived off campus, had been “dancing” at Bodies for a couple of years. Maybe I would like to work there, too, she suggested. Bodies was a few miles off campus and featured student girls and older ladies. (Bodies is not the real name of the club, so don’t bother looking it up.) I told her I had no idea what a stripper actually does. “I suppose you just take off your clothes in front of a bunch of guys.” “No, No, No. — I guess I’d better have you come to my apartment tonight.” When I got there, Shirley was dressed in a bikini with lots of sequins …

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Banging and Bliss

I find myself waiting at the plaza for Chris, my hair up in a messy bun, tied up in a bandana, trying to distract myself. I light a cigarette, placing it between my red lips and inhaling the smoke. My headphones are blaring in my ears, and I mutter along with the song, closing my eyes and relishing in the feelings of control that pulsate through my lungs before I exhale the cloud of smoke and grin. I continue smoking, leaning my head back and losing myself in the music, and suddenly there he is, my current infatuation, making my heart jump and that warm area between my legs get hotter. “What’s cookin’?” he says, poking me in the side. I grin and shrug, taking out my headphones and putting the iPod in my backpack. …

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First Impressions

The ad seemed simple enough. “Help wanted. Full-time work in a professional atmosphere. Duties include but are not limited to…” All that corporate jazz. I wasn’t in love with the work life, but my mom sure wanted me out of the house and working again, so I wore my best suit ready and made an appointment. I wasn’t really thrilled with the suit. I was more of a dress girl myself, but hey, ‘dress for the job you want.’ And I wanted the job. Living rent-free with my mom sounded great in theory, but the lack of freedom was… restricting. She cooked the meals for the two of us, which was definitely kind, but… I kind of missed having autonomy over my own meals. If I skipped a meal, like a good mom, she’d ask …

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Going Nova ch. 12: Back to School

The next day, Brie awoke. She groaned to herself, realizing that it was Monday; a new week, and a new day of classes. She tossed around in bed as she attempted to sleep through multiple hits of the snooze button. There under her blanket, the miserable girl resigned to block out the world for as long as she could. Suddenly the overhead light flicked on. Her dad was at it again. “Time to get up, kiddo,” he said with his usual morning cheeriness. Brie moaned and ducked her head under the cover to escape the cruel glare of the overhead light. As she breathed in, she was hit with the smell of sex permeating her sheets, and her night came flooding back to her. Had it really happened? she wondered. Did I really have sex …

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Day At The Lake: Part 3

Sunday morning brought a pleasant surprise. The night before was so warm, Jim spread a blanket on the ground for him and Jeannie to sleep under the stars and enjoy the gentle breeze. The smell of morning coffee woke him and he realized he wasn’t the “First to get up.” Looking towards the picnic table, he could see Jeannie seated there in her thin nightie and it was raised to her hips. From behind, he couldn’t tell who was on the bench before her, but he would soon find out. As he strolled over for a cup of coffee, he glanced to his right and instantly froze in his tracks! “My God, it’s CJ and she’s tongue deep in my wife’s flower!” he thought to himself. A thrill rushed over his body and tingles traveled …

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The Bestiality Cop

Prologue For as long as I can remember, I have had two passions. Law enforcement and animals. My dream of becoming a cop spawned from my mother. Though she died when I was but a child, my father often spoke of her bravery. She was the kind of cop everyone looked up to. The kind of cop that couldn’t be bought, no matter the price. The kind of cop all other cops aspired to become. My love of animals was inborn. I love almost all animals equally, no matter their cuteness. Still, I must admit dogs stand among my favorites. There is just something about the way their tails wag when they see you that gets to me. Perhaps it’s because they are unable to hide their emotions. If they like you, they wag their …

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Spying On My Stepsister As She Changes

“Oh my God Bobby, what the hell do you think you’re doing? You get your perv ass down from there now and bring those jerks with you and if any of you think about running just remember I know where you all live” Lucy yelled angrily. That was it, we were screwed now for sure. Turning I punched my friend Jimmy in the arm as hard as I could as we started to scramble down from the rafters. “Ooowww” he whined “what did you do that for?” “For being such a jerk” I replied “and getting us busted. We’re in for it now, you know how she can be and now you’ve given her a club to beat us with.” “She can beat my club anytime” Jimmy said with a leer “besides after what I …

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The Pussy Train II

Each week I’d get on the Pussy Train hoping so much to see Amy again. 6 weeks went by and still no Amy. Don’t get me wrong, I was having the time of my life each and every week, but I really wanted to see Amy. We seemed to make a certain connection that I can’t put into words. There was just a connection. Then it happened. It was October 17th and it was raining hard. Robin and I were waiting for the train and we were soaked. The train stopped at precisely 10:00 and we got on. It was tough getting our wet clothes off, but we made the 30 second deadline. After we were naked (by this time, I had no problem seeing my best friend naked and attentive – if you catch …

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Chloe & Her New Friends

1– New Friend I walked up to the front door. Hesitantly, I pressed the doorbell, and almost instantly I heard the sound of the girls running downstairs to get the door. I was nervous, but at the same time excited to make some new friends… ••• I’m Chloe. Today is going to be my first day at a new school. We just moved to a new neighborhood and I’m only beginning to settle in to the new place. The house is still a mess, with packing boxes everywhere, and I haven’t even put my stuff way yet. Me and my younger sister, Chelsea are sharing a room together, which Chelsea is super excited about. Mom says she looks up to me and, as her older sister I have to be a good role model for …

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