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Lonesome River Walk

* Friday. Here again at this time of night with these same noisy, drunken fools. Why at 11pm every Friday night do I find myself sitting at this same stupid, crowded horrid little table with a the same damp beer mat covered bar jutting in to the back of my head? Three pints down and straining over the alcoholic hubbub to hear Steve telling me about the Hammers chance for glory this season. Steve has never played football and doesn’t know anything more than what he gets off the telly. I can’t stand football chat but nevertheless I sit with my plastic smile and mild mockney accent listening to my boss waxing lyrical. At least we are not talking programming, I think Steve knows less about his second favorite topic of C standards than he …

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STRAWBERRY TARTS

STRAWBERRY TARTS Billy always had a thing for redheads. All the way back to his childhood he was attracted to red-headed girls, always thought they looked interesting, different, adventurous, exotic and erotic. A nice looking redheaded gal would always turn his head. He didn’t know why, he just assumed everybody had their type and cherry tops were his, even though he was a blond haired, blue eyed WASP. And after he’d been with a few he discovered that what turned him on even more was when he finally laid his eyes on the bright red strawberry patch between their legs. That red hair down there just turned him on, plain and simple. Billy dated several in high school, but like most relationships at that age, the liaisons were short-lived. One was the twin sister of …

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It began with a hole

There is a hole in my wall, it has always been there, however it is only recently that I discovered the potential it holds. Usually it is hidden behind my bed board, but this summer when I rearranged my room I found it and I also discovered what was on the otherside. Before I continue I should tell you who I am; my name is Ryan, I’m 15 and a bit of a tech geek, I live with my mom Kerry and my sister Chloe. My mom is in her late 30’s but still as beautiful as ever and my sister is 14, with lovely, long blond hair, blue eyes and 30C breasts, with an equally delicious ass to go along with it. We live in a small 3 bedroom house in Oxford, Massachusetts. As …

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Hung Like a Stallion – Part 1: The Shetland Pony

It was the middle of the night and the city was asleep. Only the occasional light ruptured the blanket of darkness of a quiet neighborhood. Inhabited by less-than-upstanding citizens, the district was nonetheless home to countless businesses, though most of them were not what you would call legal. One of those businesses took place in a small warehouse. From the two guards standing at the door, it looked more like a nightclub than what it truly was; an underground horse bestiality ring. People from all across the city came to watch young women have sex with sex with stallion. Due to the low cover charge, the audience members came from all walks of life. But they all had one thing in common; they loved watching an innocent young thing being defiled by a powerful stallion. …

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Fiona puts on a show – Chapter 4

Fiona finds interest from a woman at work but her main interest is her time with dogs. I had thought of faking some moaning and groaning for the crowd but immediately the Lab’s hit my pussy I wasn’t faking. “Yes boy. Lick me” I moaned and I heard Mrs Walden say something similar. I looked over and the Great Dane had him nose hard against her. “Come on you lovely dog. Come and get your reward” I said and dropped to my knees in front of the bench. He didn’t need any encouragement and quickly mounted me. I squeal as he found my pussy and began to hump me wildly. “Yes my darling. Give me your cock” I cried and moaned and grunted as he ripped into me. I felt his knot and braced myself. …

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The Island, Chapter 8

Chapter 8 The dawn was just cracking open the eastern sky when I woke. I’ve always been an early riser, and years of residency only reinforced that tendency. I carefully disentangled myself from Janie’s embrace, and sat back, admiring her sleeping form. My eyes traced the gentle curve of a breast as it met with her ribs. Her taut abs rose and fell with each gentle snore. The thick strip of brown fur on her mound still had dried cum in it from last night, and I smiled as I envisioned her scrubbing it off while preparing for Christopher’s sexual awakening. “You can thank me later, kid,” I murmured to myself as I stretched my naked body in the sun. After picking out a clean set of clothes for the day, I pulled a stick …

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Aftermath of Steve dropping the bomb on Marie (S3)

Saturday at lunch „You told her? Are you crazy?“ Jenny can’t believe what her step-brother is telling her. How does he not realize that this was a bad idea? “Of course I told her.” Steve says, “You don’t build a relationship on a lie.” In comparison to his sister, Steve seems pretty calm about the fact that he could have scared Marie of for good. And that after only one date. At the very least he is confident that he made the right choice in telling Marie about him and his sister. “Lying is completely different from not telling her, or at least waiting for the right moment to drop such a huge bomb. I mean what did you think. If I go on a date and the boy tells me he has a BDSM …

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Sweet Dreams Part 3 – View to a Thrill

Chapter 1 – Return to Earth Brandon and Jeannette finished their hike down from Mt. Crestview, being as friendly and jovial as they could, but sometimes getting completely lost in their own thoughts. It had been an quite the interesting day. Jeannette was the daughter of a sex genie, and had the power to see the fantasies of those around her. They had decided to put that skill to good use, and had fulfilled the fantasy of a shy schoolmate to find someone to love that shared her love of the outdoors. The buildup had been a frenzy of activity by them over the last few days, not to mention they had only started dating just days before that, and had discovered Jeannette’s powers completely by accident quickly after getting together. Finally, when Becky’s dream …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 1

Chapter One Her sweet smile, that was the first thing Isaac noticed about her. Having just stepped into his favorite diner, he found his eyes drawn to the cute waitress maneuvering through the tables with a pot of coffee in one hand and a tray of food in the other. She was clearly eighteen; her “proportions” boasted her physical maturity while their perkiness showed her untapped youth. She was rather tall for her age, standing at six feet, maybe a few inches shorter than Isaac himself. Clashing with her pale skin, she had long black hair that was braided into a ponytail with two locks framing her teardrop face and big brown eyes that looked as though they belonged to a kitten begging for food. That smile of hers, there was something particular about it. …

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My Life. Ch. 3…

3 months later… “ooooohhhh , that’s it sweetie, but don’t JUST lick the clit, remember to keep working your fingers.” Mom instructed. I still had trouble maintaining a good rhythm with my fingers while I was focusing on what I was doing with my mouth. My mom was laying on my bed with her legs hanging off the edge, spread apart. She was propped up on her elbows looking down towards me. She was wearing a sundress that was pushed up to her stomach, with no panties underneath. I was kneeling on the floor with my face in her crotch. I had already made her cum once, so her juices covered my lips, cheeks and chin. My mouth was on her clit where I switched between licking and sucking it. I had my right hand …

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Turning My Best Friend Gay…PART 4

It had become hard to imagine a better sexual moment than the one I had just spent fucking my best friend Mike’s ass in the front seat of my truck. Over the next few days I craved it! I wanted to be right back there again pounding that tight ass, hearing his moans, seeing my cum shoot out across his back and drip down his ass. I found myself beating off more than just the normal time of doing it at night. He was constantly on my mind. I was stroking myself, thinking of him in public bathrooms, on the couch at random times, and even when taking my own nightly rides in the hills alone. I even recall jacking off in our saddle shed at the farm, just imagining having him laid out on …

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Lost in the Country, A His and Hers Tale II

Him – Chapter 3 We are encouraged into the barn, the great dane licking his face clean of your juices bounding in alongside us. My heart is racing, this had to be some kind of dream. The barn is large inside, the stalls are well maintained and the central area is filled with benches. Professional lighting equipment and cameras are everywhere, capturing the scenes of debauchery. As we approach, the brown horse withdraws from the small blonde girl on the table with an audible wet pop, and her pussy flows with a river of cum, more cum than I have ever seen in real life. The blonde lay there, panting, exhausted, a look of pure bliss on her face. She caught my eye as I stared, and winked, easily fisting herself and licking her hand …

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A Boy and his Genie – Chapter 08

Jerusalem, 1195 AD. In a tavern, an English traveller in his early 30s was waiting for a man to arrive with a delivery. Something for which he’d searched for over a decade. Something which, if his contact had been successful, was going to change his life forever. “Another ale, my friend,” he said, flicking a coin in the direction of the bartender. “You’re not from around here, are you?” The bartender asked him. “No I’m not, but don’t worry, if all has gone to plan, I’ll be out of here before long.” A few minutes later, a man arrived in a cloak, carrying an ornate box. “Do you have it?” The Englishman asked, excited. “Yes, it is in this box,” the other man replied. “Good…let’s go into the back room. We need some privacy.” They …

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Convict Lake

Convict Lake Convict lake is nestled in a moraine crotch of the Eastern Sierra. Formed millions of years ago, the valley slowly filled in by sediment from melting ice sheets known as glaciers. Over thousands of years, the shifting ice ground away granite and left it as the only evidence of their titanic forces. When the valley tail filled with moraine a lake basin formed capturing the runoff from the high mountains. Now a vacation spot for valley folks looking for quiet and a place to escape the valley heat. The story of Convict Lake echoes of the past wild country, cattle, gold, and gambling. It was once known as Monte Diablo Lake. Something about the Mount of the Devil. One devilish story says several convicts escaped from Carson City Jail and hid out at …

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God is a Slut Chapter 1: The Purest Girl in the World._(1)

LUCIFER God was sitting across from me at the table of the Limbo Bar. She had blonde hair that flowed freely save for two braids that roped along the crown of her head. Her skin was light, but well colored, and her eyes were big and pale blue. She wore a white silk dress with a neckline that descended past her navel, revealing her torso and the inner portions of her ample breasts. The dress flowed gracefully down her thick backside and stopped just above a pair of sandals. Being the devil, my outfit was less conservative. I had a black corset that pushed my bosom up so high the tops of my areolas were showing. I wore fishnet stocking that climbed my legs until they came together into a pair of black silk panties. …

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Mom Caught Me pt. 3

P3 I woke up the next morning feeling more than ready for a steamy shower to get the day started. I adjusted the water carefully, stepped in, and shut the glass door behind me. It felt good. I just began to soap my body up when I heard a faint shuffling noise outside the shower. I couldn’t see much from my vantage point due to the thick condensing steam coating the shower door. My perverted sis is probably trying to spy on me. I heard nothing but silence for about 15 minutes so I assumed she snuck in to steal some toothpaste or something and left. I finished showering, spun the water knobs to “off” and opened the door open all in one motion. When the door came completely open my dick instantly began to …

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THE JOB INTERVIEW_(2)

“Well if you can make it here by eleven then I’ll see you, otherwise don’t bother.” “No problem Ms. Duro, I’ll be there. Goodbye” I told her with more confidence then I felt. To say I’d be cutting it close would be an understatement. Without a second to spare I hurried to get ready. After a quick shower and shave I splashed on some cologne before getting dressed and rushing out the door. Luck favored me and I caught the train after only a five minute wait. The club was four blocks away from the nearest stop so there wasn’t a moment to lose once I disembarked. I took the stairs up two at a time then passed through the turnstile and onto the crowded city street. As I approached I could see the club’s …

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The 2300 Gathering_(0)

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> “LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT!” “Shit!” I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. I slept in for more than an hour and had to skip breakfast at the hotel. Traffic wasn’t too bad but the security checkpoint was a nightmare thanks to TSA. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to start running because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal…just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate agent closes the door. “WAIT DON’T CLOSE IT! I’M HERE!!” The gate agent looks up at me a little startled. “I’m so sorry sir, you just missed your flight.” I start to plead with …

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into the darkness part 2

Into the darkness part two. I stood outside her house. I was wearing a black hoodie and jeans. I had no idea what to expect. The text message read “Come to me now. The hour is nearly upon us.” What could that mean. My master had summoned me here. It was about 3am with a full moon in the clear night sky. I took one last look towards the heavens then pulled up my hood. I walked towards her door. I could see a red glow coming from her hallway. There was a note. “Thanatos, you may enter. Come to me. Follow your instincts and you shall find me.” More riddles? I opened the door and saw the most elaborate hallway. I had visited her a hundred times but never saw this. The walls were …

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Me and Mrs. B.

Mrs. B. was a great teacher for 10th grade English. Funny, engaging, personable—and a bit flirty. She was in her late-20s, just a couple years out of The University of Michigan, cute, nice body and flaming red hair that cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. She knew the boys all lusted after her and she did nothing to discourage our interest. Students even gave her a nickname, “Bubbles.” The administration was not pleased, but Mrs. B. didn’t seem to mind. She liked the attention. Oh, and I think that we actually learned a lot of English Lit between the horsing around. This was many years ago, back when teachers could lay an encouraging hand on a student’s shoulder without being labeled a sex offender. Teachers could sit close by a student to help …

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