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Babysitting Alex – Part 6

-=Just a small note to fans, weekends are the days I don’t post stories, if something changes about it, I’ll contact you all, thanks for the support on the series and enjoy part 6!=- Friday I woke up, Aky was with his arm over my waist and Mark had his leg over mine, it felt warm…so good…I gave both a small kiss on their cheeks and slowly got up to prepare the usual stuff of the morning, it was actually pretty much the first time I had woke up and they were not already up, playing. I yawned moving to the kitchen, in some minutes only Aky came walking down. “morning..” He said rubbing his eye and holding his glasses, I always loved that scene. “morning sunshine..” I said smiling at him. “Wow..someone’s happy” He …

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Bird and the Blonde

—————— Women interested in learning more about submission please see my ad here: —————— Bird and the Blonde Bird was hungry and his feet hurt. His feet always hurt on Saturdays and Sundays, when he worked the register at the local big-box store. He hated the job, hated that he never had time to just hang out all weekend like his friends at college, hated that he needed even the pitiful income that he made there just to stay in school. But he especially hated standing all day on his size-thirteen feet (which, along with his pathetically skinny legs and somewhat beaky nose, had earned him his nickname). At least it was almost time for lunch. Bird was starving, although not particularly looking forward to eating his same old bag lunch in the employee room. …

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The Loop – part 12

The car turned off and he made his way out of the leather seat. He popped the trunk and walked back there. “How was the drive,” he said with a smile? He gave her his hand to help her out. “It was fine Sir. She passed the time of thinking of all the things she could do to please you.” “Good girl. You really have taken to this submissive role.” Once she was standing he closed the trunk and grabbed her by her upper arm. He directed her to the door on the far side of the garage. “Let’s see how you do now that we are alone.” “I need to turn off the alarm to the house first and close the garage door,” she said at the door. Her slim long fingers pressed the …

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The Principal’s Turn – Liz’s Story

As I surfed the internet for new “Instructional videos” regarding teaching methods, I replayed the events that brought me to the unnecessary exercise. It was then I decided to record my story. It is an unbelievable story of my decent into submission I needed to share for my own piece of mind. Several weeks ago, I met a new college grad that had previously been a student at the high school, where I teach. For reason’s I don’t fully understand I took an immediate dislike to her. I would say mainly out of jealousy, but given what’s happened since her arrival, there were more deep-rooted issues involved. In hindsight, I had many deep-rooted issues before Taisha Smith came into my life. She just knew how to tap into them. The first was my fiancé, Tony. …

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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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To honour and obey

I’m trying my hand at some fiction (first time writing erotic fiction), but if you want to check out my blog http://singlesexysecrets.blogspot.com.au/ This has my true experiences. ——————————— I was in love. I’d met a beautiful man, a regular customer at my coffee shop. He ordered a flat white everyday. Smiling at me. My long red hair felt lightly on my shoulders, I’d flipped it anxiously as he’d flirted with me. I was pretty and used to men watching me. My slender frame and size B breasts meant I rarely wore a bra. I often was flirted with. My sharp green eyes had attracted some attention. I was now twenty seven and married to William, the tall, flat white ordering man I’d met. He’d come in and watch me for a while before ordering. It’d …

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Little Bo Peep

Nobody warned me that my days would be turned on their head from this day forward. Our relationship was what you could consider “normal”. We enjoyed our ventures out to the pub, to cosy nights in with nothing but a movie and a blanket to keep us warm. While we both had our moments of living on the wild side when it came to set it was all pretty normal there too. Janice had recently turned 28 while I was fast approaching 30. She was slim but, as they say, had curves in all the right places. Her breasts were wonderful fleshy handfuls of delight which still made me gape each and every morning or evening when she was changing into her clothes for the day. I would find myself staring when she would dash …

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Never be the same

I have always been interested in femdom and humiliation. Being controlled and forced to do things you wouldn’t normally do. It all started from a few pictures on my laptop that my fiancé found. Bondage. We started talking about bondage, orgasm denial, master and slave and she decided we should try it. That is where our story begins. “Well let’s just give it a try” carry said to jack as they sat on the edge of their bed. Carry was a small petite 22 year old girl with black hair flowing down to her shoulders. Perky b cup breasts and very slight tan, brown eyes. “How do we do this?” jack said. Jack being 27 year old guy, short ash blond hair, medium slender build. “Well you will refer to me as mistress, at all …

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Thirty-One Days A Bitch Chapter 3: The BDSM Lecture

Daisy Bitch is one hundred per cent stripped naked as the day she was born while telephoning Sofia in the pleasant and comfy Jacuzzi. She is not telephoning her in fact, but phoning her on her individual cell phone while letting her hair down into the temperate, hot water and feeling at ease what’s more. As she lingers for Sofia to pick up the phone, she carries on to stroke and caress her breasts and thighs steadily and in her own good time, furthermore going to eye a glass of sweetened orange juice that is laid down not far away from where she is. Sofia sounds a bit sleepy and fagged on the phone. Daisy is starting to question whether she did take a good, tolerable nap last night, or she dared not to do …

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The Stepmother Ch. 1: My Punishment for my Sexual Desire

Hey there. This is my another sex story series that is based on my sexual fantasies. This sex story series is about me and some of my favorite pornstars, Brandi Love, Syren De Mer, Lisa Ann, Julia Ann, and Phoenix Marie. Plus, two of my favorite pornstars, Madelyn Marie and my favorite pornstar of all time, Madison Ivy. Plus more. In this sex story, Brandi Love stars as my ridiculously rich MILF stepmother who has been watching me since my dad died when I was fourteen. We have been living in my stepmoms billion dollar mansion. Four years have passed since Dad died. I am eighteen years old. I am a senior in high school. Brandi and I have been at each others throats everyday since my Dad died. Syren De Mer is my stepmom, …

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Slave For A Day – The Perfect Gift

“Honey, are you going to get up off that couch and help me with anything today, or am I going to have to get nasty about it?” Jill asked half-teasingly of her husband, Chet. It was nearly one o’clock on Saturday afternoon, and as far as she was concerned they were already an hour behind schedule. They were supposed to go out around five for an evening of celebrating, but she had plenty she still had to get done. “My birthday doesn’t count for anything anymore?” he responded, making a cursory effort to get up. He’d promised to help her with the shopping, and normally would have been happy to do it, but he’d decided to play the difficult husband to see what he could get away with if only for one day of the …

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ALISON UNCOVERED 2

ALISON UNCOVERED 2 This is the continuing adventures with my new found friend, a married english gal, just moved into my local village…and who I wickedly seduced and opened her up to a new vibrant world of sex. Husbands away, wives go out to play, especially when plied with the local wines. Alison and I returned to my home after an outrageous outing to St. Tropez market. Watching (and photographing) Alison, unravelling from prim, shy, obedient housewife into a liberated beautiful sexy woman, I was to lead her upstairs to show her my ‘cock’! “This is my bedroom”, and slipping my hand under my pillows, declared “and THIS, is my big, 10 inch cock. You like it Alison” “Wow, it IS big, and I see it does stay erect hehee, but perhaps more than I …

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Complicit

Breathing. It’s all I can hear. Whoever is doing it seems to be rather distressed. Their breath is alarmingly raspy and they’re clearly hyperventilating. Oh. That’s my breathing. The realization helps centre me. I’m me. Wherever I am, it’s pitch black. I try to move, but I can’t, I’m restrained. There is something holding my ankles and arms. I have a brief feeling of terrible vertigo, unsure of which direction is up. After a few horrible seconds, my panic subsides. My feet are on the ground; I am standing upright. I am still restrained. And I don’t have any clothes on. With an effort, I calm my racing breath. In the quiet, I become aware of my thundering heart. I try to think back to how I got here, but my mind feels fogged. Drugs, …

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Alucard: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature’s beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers. It was a lovely autumn day, the sky was a bright blue with whisks of white clouds. I was driving to Mr. Ettington’s estate on request. It had been several weeks since the birthing of his half-breed and he wanted to thank me in person. I drove through the gates leading to his home. Mr. Ettington had considerable wealth and his property displayed that. I was greeted by staff that suggested I walk out to the large building with red doors, as I would find Mr. Ettington there. I opened the one of the red doors, and found myself in a …

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Gaucho Girls (part 5 of the Business series)

The Gaucho Girls After their visiting friends Bruce and Carla left the Gaucho Girls called up their special friend Jenny down the valley. She had been one of their first acquaintances, in Nevada. They always shared their stories and secrets. The Pampas of Uruguay are home to Gauchos. These skilled horseback riders and herders have ridden for centuries. Their skills and abilities on horseback are legendary. They use the bolo instead of a lasso and they have their own games of skill. South America away from the Caribbean has a lot more European influence, Italian, English and German influences are stronger. The foods are legendary and the women are beautiful… Angela and Jasmine are two blonde sisters from the Pampas of Uruguay. They left to come to America and started a small ranch and horse …

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Charity Starts At Home: Chapter 3 : Gotta Hve Faith

We sat in church listening to a sermon on the bonds of family, both Momma and I wearing sunglasses and feeling rather ragged. We were both suffering hangovers, but the nature of our hangovers were very much different. Whilst Momma’s head was pounding after along hard night of drinking; my body was aching from a long hard night of being pounded. Sitting in the pew I couldn’t believe I was no longer a virgin! The last 24 hours had been very intense and I felt as if they were happening to someone else. I had always planned on saving myself for marriage, but I admitted to myself I loved what had happened and I wanted more and more sex. It was hardly this secret ritual between married couples that the church had taught me.. It …

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The Trip_(7)

It’s well into summer and the weather has been spectacular. The girl is well into her journey around the island by kayak. She’s been travelling this way for 2 weeks and is in the final stretches of completing the circle. Her time has been one of escape, excitement and learning. Each night a new place to sleep, whether it be a remote beach with her little campfire, or one of the remote cabins on this desolate place in the world. She has met new people along the way and has been welcomed wherever she’s landed. The sound of the waves hitting the rocky shore is soothing, the gentle rocking of the small kayak a constant reminder of where she is. It’s late in the day and almost time to set up camp. Just one more …

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A Night Out With My Goddess

I pick you up for a night out….. You get in the car, wearing a nice long coat. We drive towards the restaurant and you open your coat to show you’re wearing only a corset that has a shelf top and stockings. You have knee-high boots and no panties on. I can see your rings are secured with the bars and locks you have been instructed to wear. I smile with approval as I reach over and pull on your newly pierced nipples. I comment how nice they look with the second piecing. You yelp as I reach over and tug on each one. As we drive, I rub your thigh and you open your legs so I can feel the weight of the locks sealing your wet pussy. Your moan tells me you’re already …

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FarmFest

Although I am a happily married man, sex with the same partner all the time kind of sours over the years. I have had some great sex with my wife Cindy who is now 35 and still looks great. She is a 5’7″ blond with B-cup tits and beautiful slender legs. We got married 15 years ago. I was 21 when we got married right after graduating from college and she was 20. Our sex has always been great and lucky for me, Cindy is always willing to experiment. We still have sex about 3 times a week. Ever since I discovered bestiality on the internet, however, I have been craving beast cock. I began to wonder what it would feel like having a dog fuck me in the ass. Thinking about this would get …

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Clone a cock

I followed the instructions carefully, I slowly peeled the silicon mold kit from my hard cock and jumped in the shower to wash off the lubricant that was to stop the mold attaching to my skin. Once I dried off I finished off the kit and a few hours later I had a perfect replica of my hard penis. My girlfriend squealed when she opened it. “I love it baby, this will make the 3 months you’re gone a little more bearable.” Said Clara after kissing me. “Well I figured with the phone sex you’re demanding you can at least feel like I’m in you.” I replied. “Exactly. I can’t believe it comes with your balls too, oh this is going to be fun.” She said, still fondling the toy. “Well after last night’s session …

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