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Daddy’s reawakening – Chap 4

Chapter 4 – Business Trip I had slept like a baby after a night of the most exhilarating sexual experience I think I had ever had. However, I was startled awake by my phone ringing in the other room. I jumped out of my daughter’s bed and into my room, glancing back quickly at my little angel peacefully resting. Her white nightie was all twisted and pulled up, exposing her pink cotton panties and her flat tummy. She was on her side, in the fetal position, her butt sticking out and a hand between her legs. I noticed the mark on her neck had fully darkened, she was going to need to cover that up before she went to school today. I hoped she had the right kind of makeup or whatever for that. I …

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The High School Ensemble

The High School Ensemble by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. Tom Williams was elated as he drove home from Elmhurst High School. He knew his wife, Janet, would be thrilled at his news. Tom is 32, trim and athletic, with blonde hair and towering at 6’7″. He was the right size, but never played basketball as he was uncoordinated in sports. His wife, a fiery red head was the one to be athletic with a well defined figure. She was 30, 5′ 7″ and turned heads when entering a room. Both, Tom and Janet had studied music which landed Tom his job at Elmhurst High School as their musical director. Janet had her own business at home teaching piano. …

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Beth the Cum Slut Ch 4 -6

Chapter 4 I called Mel later and she put Julie on the phone. I told them what happened with Dad. Julie was surprised I’d gotten that far already. She said it took her at least three weeks to get that far with her dad. They suggested I play it cool for a bit and not push him too far, too fast. Just wear that shirt on Sundays for a couple of weeks and try to keep showing him more and more of my body. Let the conversation go where it can but keep letting him know I’m okay with him seeing and touching me and how much I want to learn to give blow jobs. On Monday, at school, I picked out the best looking of the geeks and made it a point of saying …

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Workmates aged 14 and 16 end up ‘working on each other’ alone in a tent! HOT!

Hay, If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most recent ‘gay experiment/experience’ if you will. I am 16, and Jordan is 14. Our birthdays are actually by coincidence on exactly the same dates! Haha Although his name is Jordan, I will be referring …

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Loving Babysitter Part 2

Once we were in the bathroom, Jamie turned on the water to let it warm up then kissed me again. “Step in Lisa, I’ll wash you.” I pulled my hair tie out and sat it on the sink, shaking out my hair. It came to just below the bottom of my shoulder blades. Jamie finished adjusted the water and offered a hand to help me in. My face felt sticky, as well as my hands. Once I was in, I started rubbing the water into my hair. It was hotter than I usually showered but I liked it just the same. Jamie got in after me and took over wetting my hair, then starting lathering shampoo in my hair. I felt a little silly having someone else wash me but it was a bit relaxing. …

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Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl

Warning: This is an explicit semi-fictional/semi-autobiographical multipart series involving White Daddy / south asian teen raceplay, crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on. Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl Sadly, it was time to head back. I had cleaned myself well in Instructor Mike’s shower, and when my mother came home she was none the wiser to my day’s lesson plan or psychological transition. I went to bed with a smile on my face thinking of the amazing feeling when he made my little peepee dribble, but more so with the knowledge that I pleased my Sir and helped him shoot his Glorious White Man Cum all over his little sissy’s face. …

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Luck and Love: XI

When Mike woke up Tuesday morning, with Candy in the bed next to him sleeping heavily, he grinned. Today ZoĂŤ got back into town. He checked the alarm clock (6:34) before turning over and looking at Candy. Once his worst nemesis, now his fuck buddy, Candy was not as attractive as ZoĂŤ. Mike frowned at the comparison of the two. He had found during this absence of Zoë’s that he missed her. A lot. Maybe it was just high school hormones. But she was most certainly something to him. And when he thought of Candy, as he had at school yesterday for example, it was with a grin for the antics they got into, but not with any feelings of pining attentions or wanting company. When Mike thought of Candy he thought of sex. The …

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Afternoon delight_(1)

“Hey! Studying?” I glance up sharply, startled, before grinning and nodding at Chris, who had just walked up. Taking my headphones out and wrapping them over my iPod, I get off my stomach and sit up, putting my books in my backpack. Running a hand through my black and faded red bangs, I look up at him. “Just a bit, how was work?” I ask, tilting my head. “Sucked, lots of old people,” Chris responds, smirking a little. I get up, throwing my backpack over my shoulders before adjusting my dress and moving my hair out of my face again. “Well, cool, where’s yer car?” I ask, looking at him expectantly. I know why I’m going with him today, and for some reason, I don’t feel as bad as I should. The first time we …

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The Sex Slave Program Part 2_(1)

I was in a large empty room. No furniture. No windows. Just a few closed doors, and a large spiral staircase. What was I supposed to do now? “Hello?” I called out timidly. Immediately a young man came down stairs. He was good looking. He couldn’t have been any older than twenty five. He looked at the clipboard in his hand. “Jenna Caldwell?” He asked. “That’s me” I said. “Are you going to be my…” He raised his eyebrows as if expecting me to finish my sentence. “You’re master?” he finally asked. I nodded. “No, I’m just your handler. I’m here to explain the specifics of what you can expect before you begin your servitude. My name is Paul.” “Nice to meet you” I said. “The others are downstairs. There are about thirty of them. …

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Reunited and It Feels SO GOOD

Class of 2012 was a huge milestone for me. My grammar school were the only friends I’d known since preschool and I was entering high school all by myself. Because we had been together for so long each girl had practically settled on one boy. And that boy was usually off limits after they broke up. My boyfriend James ended up being a complete douche bag. He cheated on me TWICE. So that ended quickly. I was by myself for the remainder of the year, but I had always had a crush on Byron Johnson. He was actually my neighbor and he was so attractive to me. I knew he was into me too, just because of the compliments he would give me. But we couldn’t do anything until we graduated. Although our class went …

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Canadian Vacation_(0)

We are a family of three, two boys and me, the girl in the middle. We were on vacation with our parents to some far away, solitary resort in Canada. Our mom and dad were hiking and biking nuts and thought that being close to nature was the best thing in the world. Of course, they thought we kids would be as enthusiastic as they but I hated it. My brothers hated it, we all agreed that being 80 miles from a cell tower sucked, that our parents were medieval oppressors for sticking us in the vast reaches of nowhere with no hope of contact with our friends or the internet. Sure, the camp had a phone, but it was a land line and not for casual public use. Not only were we a zillion …

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It Started Here. 3

This is a true story which involves sexual situations between a teen and a minor. So as not to cause any offence, if you find this distasteful, please leave and search for a story that is more to your taste. You have been warned. To get an understanding of this part it would be easier if you read the two previous instalments. It Started Here. 3 After that night where I’d been shown how to willy suck John seemed to go very quiet and did his best to avoid me. Although I had felt revulsion at what had happened my mind was in confusion as to why I was being ignored. My heart was heavy as the only influence that seemed to care for me was now treating me as thing, an object, like many …

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Debbie 3

Debbie 3 By Greybeard Well the combination of the weekend when she turned my discipline almost completely over to my younger brothers and the time when she brought some lady friends to see how I was punished seemed together to have worked in some strange way on my stepmother. I think it excited her in a way that had never before occurred to her, but I can tell you the immediate effects were horrendous to me. It became a matter of course that whenever I was to be spanked or given a punishment enema or humiliated in one way or another, Mom now not only invited her lady friends over to watch, she asked them to bring their own daughters along to share in the fun. I could tell it was fun for them since …

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The Sex Slave Program Part 3_(0)

I was sitting alone in small dark room. I was still naked. I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I knew that this was step one of my training. After a few minutes of pondering what was about to happen, a woman entered the room. She was young, pretty, she had tattoos up and down her arms, a nose ring, a lip, ring, and an eyebrow ring. She had bleached blonde hair with dyed red tips. She had a briefcase with her. I wondered what would be inside. Sex toys? Nipple clamps? Handcuffs? Ball gags? “My name is Sabrina” She said . “I’m Jenna” I replied. She opened the briefcase. “Don’t freak out Jenna. Everybody has to do this.” She reached her hand into the briefcase and pulled out a pair of clippers. …

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Helping Brielle pt. 1

Chapter 1 The bell rang and I gathered my belongings together, shut out the light and locked up my room. It was finally 2:30 on a Friday and I was very much looking forward to a weekend of relaxation. Those are quite rare in my field, and I tend to take full advantage of them whenever I can. My name is Michael Jordan…yes, the same name as the basketball star, but no… I’m shorter, stocky, white, and the only basketball skill I possess is doing decently well in our school’s March Madness pool. Although, I’ve joked with ex girlfriends telling them they can tell their friends they’re “dating Michael Jordan” just to get a few laughs. I’m the high school band teacher in a relatively urban area of the northeast. I mentioned before that I’m …

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Julie’s Subway Abduction Pt. 2

Julie didn’t dare look up at the man whose hand was pressing into the small of her back; she heeded his warning. Her gaze stayed forward, her forced march guided only by how his fingers threatened to grip into her. Maybe it was the post-orgasmic haze she was in that carried her up the steps out of the subway system—he had touched her, fingerfucked her, to the sort of climax her body hadn’t heretofore known was possible. So she climbed, feeling this strange man’s claim to her. As their feet transferred from gum-stained subway steps to concrete streets, Julie’s eyes peered around. She’d never been this far out on the subway before, she didn’t recognize anything. The low, dense skyline formed by the buildings obscured any view of her more familiar parts of the city. …

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Winter Neighbor Pt. 2

The wind roaring caused a tree to tap the window repeatedly, snapping me sharply from my midnight slumber. I was gasping for air, my eyes attempting to search in the darkness. Trying to sleep that night had become difficult; my mind had become utterly conflicted over the previous day’s events. On one hand I had fucked my older neighbor, who was married, and it was the most intense moment of my life. On the other, the fact she was married made it so it should never have been done. My head lay back down on the pillow, my mind pulsing in rhythm with the tapping of the tree against the window. Finally I decided I would confront Tiffany in the morning, and attempt to make things right. Comforted by this resolution, my eyes closed and …

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The Security Guard Takes Charge

“Damn” I thought to myself “just what I don’t need in this job. Something to actually happen.” I had taken a second job as a security guard to earn some extra money. When my ex-girlfriend and I broke up a few months ago, she had moved out immediately, leaving my name on the lease of our rented house. I was trying to keep things going until the lease ran out at the end of the year. I had been doing this job a little over a month, usually 3 or 4 nights a week of the overnight shift-11 P.M. until 7 A.M. After finishing my shift I would go to my real job except if I worked Saturday night as I would always be off Sunday. This particular Saturday I was making my rounds in …

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Change Can be Good (chapter 2)_(1)

Kathleen woke up to the sound of birds chirping beneath her window. Smiling and stretching, the young woman slowly got out of bed, her naked body partially covered by a nightshift, and walked to her room’s natural source of light. It was such a good idea to put the bird feeder and bath directly under her window, since she loved the sound of songbirds in the morning. Covering a yawn with the back of one hand, Kathleen turned away from the morning vista of cloud cover and stepped toward her bathroom, tossing away the only garment she slept in. Her bright crimson-dyed hair was long and straight, framing a pair of piercing bright green eyes that pinned people to the wall when she was angry. Catching sight of herself in the mirror, Kathleen reached for …

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He’s back

We live in a small town, I can’t name it, but we would all agree that 2500 people is small enough. You’d think that in a town that small, every one would know everyone else’s business, but not here. Mom always said this place was founded by hippies who respected that some neighbors would be buck naked all the time, that some would be stoned out of their tree, and that some were polygamists, so nobody pried. My parents moved here before I was born, but I don’t know why. They’ve never given me a reason, but I’m starting to think I understand. People here just seem to mind their business, and not jump to conclusions. One example is that it wasn’t until I was a teenager that I realized it was a strange coincidence …

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