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Accidental Lovers – Part 2

ACCIDENTAL LOVERS PART TWO HOME SCHOOLED CHAPTER 1 Alicia Cooper was thrilled when the Bennington School District had hired her two years ago. She had been fresh out of the University of Northern Iowa with an education degree and was quite happy to get away from Cedar Falls and Iowa in general. She had grown up in the Corn Belt and while she had a great childhood, the conservative nature of the state was something that she really needed to get away from. She had run into far too many people who took exception to her lifestyle choices. Many condemned her without even knowing or meeting her, her own family refusing to accept that she was bisexual was the most infuriating. They wouldn’t even listen to her, choosing to side with her now ex-husband. He …

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The Rain of Pharaoh

ONE She slammed her hand on the countertop. “What do you mean, there’s no reservation? Rhianne Fitzgerald, PhD. I made the reservation a month ago.” “Sorry miss,” said the harried clerk behind the counter. “I’ve got one room left with a king sized bed. I can give you a cot.” It was late afternoon, and a few rays of sunlight faded to yellow through the tinted windows of the lobby. Dr. Fitzgerald was flipping through the pages of her pocket calendar. “Here it is… Oh wait.” She turned to me sheepishly. “I made it for next week, accidentally.” I sighed. It had been a long flight. Not the part in the air, but lines in the airport. And now a line was forming behind us as we stood with our heavy luggage in the crowded …

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The Gang part 3

The week stretched like a wound refusing to scab over. Days bled into each other with a sickening sameness, mornings spent scrubbing my skin raw in the shower, afternoons staring blankly at spreadsheets until the numbers dissolved into meaningless pixels. My keyboard collected a fine layer of coffee droplets where I’d zone out mid-sip, the liquid cooling unnoticed until my fingers brushed the mug’s ceramic chill. The bus window reflected my face back at me, pale and smudged with exhaustion, but movement beyond the glass snagged my attention. A leather jacket rounding a corner, broad shoulders unmistakable even at this distance. My breath fogged the pane as I pressed closer, but the crowd swallowed him before I could be sure. Just a trick of the light. Just paranoia chewing through my sanity like termites through …

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My First Time With a Woman

This about the first woman I had sex with. I was 19 and still a virgin. I wasn’t bad looking or fat. I graduated high school at 6 foot tall and 200 pounds and I kept working out after graduation. I was kinda shy in school when it came to asking a girl out. With older sisters, I was always around their friends who were also older. So in school I was always attracted to the girls ahead of me. Unfortunately they all wanted guys their age or older. Fast forward to the spring after I graduated. I skipped college and went to work. I worked 5-6 days a week sometimes 12 hrs a day. After work I would hit the gym. Most times for 2 or 3 hours. Most weeks I would try and …

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My teacher kept me for a reason…

**This is a fictional story, don’t interpret it as anything but fictional** This happened when I was 18 years old and had just started highschool and was very curious about sex, like every other teenager… Me and my two friends entered class and walk to our usual sit places in the back of the class room. This was the fourth Spanish lesson so far. It was early on the autumn, middle of September. So we walked over and sat down and opened up our laptops. Although we didn’t really need them, but Facebook was more interesting than hearing our teacher speaking bad Spanish. So class began and she began talking about what we were going to do today and checked if we had done our homework. But I couldn’t hear a word, as usual. I …

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The Highschooler chapter 2

Well shit i can make this easy or harder and longer. Haha sex jokes even portray to that. So in order to keep my sanity ill make it difficult. I will start with the easier ones and work up. Eventually i will just have done them all, but by then I’m sure we will move. My father was an army general who had a fairly consistent job. He stayed in one city with an army base for one year making changes and observing until he moved on in the middle of summer. Ten more weeks till we move, next stop Texas, right now we are in California. Oh, Shit the bell rang, yeah day is over. Now go home and sit in my room and plan my next encounter, who? When? How? Better pick up …

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School’s out…But I’m Trapped in. part 1 and 2

Schools out…but I’m trapped in. PART 1: ANYA’S CAPTURE Anya stared into the mirror at what her class mates in school called the geek, freak, ugly and other colorful names. While this was partly true, Anya truly didn’t understand why they called her ugly. While nothing truly special looked back at her in the mirror, she felt she had potential if people could only ignore the glasses and freckles. Wiping the tears from her eyes she reached for her back pocket and pulled out the photo she always kept there, James Vincent her ex best friend and current tormenter. With deep green eyes, ebony hair and more muscles than any man, popular or otherwise should have. He is the wet dream for every girl and a few guys in the school, Anya knew she would …

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begging for it

Begging For It Part 1 Jenny would always wonder if it was luck or if they had wanted her for some reason. She was attractive, 27 years old with dark red hair, milky skin and full, heavy breasts that made men stare – but she didn’t think she was exceptional. Maybe the only thing about her that was exceptional was that she had walked past the dark blue van idling on the side of the road on her way into town. That was when, half aware of hearing the door open, she was suddenly struggling to breathe through the heavy cloth against her face. She clawed at it and kicked out at nothing as arms around her waist half lifted, half dragged her backwards. She felt the raised floor of the van scrape the back …

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Mistress in the Making Phase 2

Chapter 3 When I got back home after school, with half my mind still on whether I should tell my aunt about my little voyeurism and sadistic tendencies, my jaw fell off as I saw my sister, Laura, preparing food in the kitchen. My aunt was standing beside her, chopping up some vegetables on the kitchen counter. I stood there like an idiot, staring at both of them whom clearly had no idea that I was aware of their sadomasochistic proclivities. “Hi, Layla. How are you?” my sister greeted me with the most enthusiastic voice I’ve ever heard. My aunt looked up and smiled to acknowledge my presence. “Hey.” I uttered awkwardly, staring at my sister prancing in the kitchen as if nothing had happened. At that instance, I was almost convinced that everything I …

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Something I never expected… A place called safe

Something I never expected… AKA → A place called safe. Chapter 1 – An Unexpected Visit The warm sunlight filtering through the blinds cast a lazy glow over my apartment, making the dust motes dance in the air. It was one of those languid summer days where time felt like a suggestion, not a rule. The college campus was quiet, the only sound being the distant hum of the lawnmowers cutting the grass. Summer break had scattered most of the students to jobs, trips, or deserved rest. I didn’t expect to see anyone that day, let alone her. When the knock came at my door, I figured it was a neighbor or maybe a delivery. I hadn’t ordered anything online, but it was possible I’d forgotten. I made my way to the door, running a …

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The Secret Cheerleader Vote – #1

The Secret Cheerleader Vote – #1 _____________________________________________________________________________________ This is going to be a series exploring the events resulting from Carly’s bet with Zane. It is based on a true story and a lot of what you will read actually did happen. However, some of it involves delving into the minds of other characters, so, we’ll call it fiction. I’ll let you decided for yourself where the truth lies. After getting Carly’s younger sister in bed with him, Carly was now obliged to set him up with the entire school cheerleading team. How is that possible you ask? Read on! And enjoy. As a note: The way I wanted to tell these stories requires sometimes getting inside the heads of some of the different characters. This requires a departure from my usual writing style. While I …

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Allison – A Flower Blooms. Part 53.

Allison – A Flower Blooms. Part 53. Steph rose and kissed Erin softly on the lips, then me, before sitting back on the couch, Erin’s breathing still a little ragged, soft post orgasmic tremors rippling through her body……..just like her little sister Em….also experiencing post orgasmic tremors at this moment, her father’s thick cum drooling copiously from his youngest daughter’s insatiable cunt…. “Em”, she breathed as her eyes snapped wide and she shuddered softly. I glanced down at her, “what about Em?” I asked, “ahhh…..nothing…..don’t know why I said that” she answered softly and squirmed against me, her cheeks blushing softly “Let’s go get you cleaned up” I chuckled and lifted her with me as I stood and headed into the bathroom under the stairs to shower with her, “thank you Daddy” she said softly …

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“Just the tip”

The silence in the living room wasn’t heavy, not exactly. Just… *there*. Amplified by the tick-tock of the grandfather clock in the hall, the only other sound the occasional rustle of a textbook page. Except neither of us had turned a page in probably ten minutes. My history book lay open on the coffee table, a dense block of text about the Reformation that seemed completely alien. Across from me, tucked into the corner of the sofa, sat Jenna. She chewed absently on the end of her pen, leaving faint teeth marks in the cheap plastic. She was small. Not just short, but *small* all over. Delicate, almost. Her faded jeans hugged skinny legs, the knees ripped because that was the style, showing pale skin underneath. A simple white t-shirt clung loosely to her torso, …

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Natalie in the Vampire’s Den

It had been a hell of a day for Natalie. Ambushed in her own home, she had been taken by a rather ruthless duo of men, then suddenly found herself bound and gagged with a sack over her head. Several hours spent on the floor of a speeding van later had her thrust upon an ornate stone floor with the sack ripped from her head. As she started to push herself up off of the floor, she looked around. It was an odd place, architecturally elegant. After a moment, it became clear that it was a throne room of sorts, and she was not alone. Standing a dozen feet behind her, dozens of men and women lined the room, their eyes firmly rooted upon her form. None spoke, none moved. They simply watched her vigilantly. …

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How I came to own my daughter’s pussy Ch 4 – 7

Chapter 4 We eventually got up and made breakfast. Julie, of course, stayed naked while I put on a pair of boxers. Julie was fairly quiet during breakfast which is unusual for her. I asked her, “Is everything all right, Jules? You’re kind of quiet. You don’t have regrets do you?” “Oh, God no, Daddy. I’ll never have regrets from making love with you. I was just doing some thinking about other things. I think I’ve come to a couple of decisions I’ll talk to you about after breakfast.” “Okay, honey, whenever you want to talk, you know I’ll listen.” We finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. I started to turn on the TV but she stopped me and wanted to talk …

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Jessica Alba: No Cock For a Month

Jessica Alba had been naughty. She’d taken her Daddy’s car to a party without asking him, and when she got back, he was furious. Many fathers might spank their daughter if she did something like this, to teach her a lesson (especially if she had an ass like Jessica’s). Mr. Alba, however, knew his daughter too well, and knew that a spanking session would only be a reward in Jessica’s eyes. Hell, she’d probably crash the car next if she thought it could buy some extra punishment from Daddy. So the only consequence that made any sense was for Mr. Alba to stop fucking her for a while. A month, he said. That’s how long she’d need to go without his hard cock. The look of dread that appeared in her eyes when he declared …

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Betting More

Margo answered to door, called out to her mother she was leaving, then walked with her best friend Jenny to her brother’s car and got in the front seat after Jenny got into the back. “You’re letting me ride up front?” she asked, puzzled, as Billy got in the driver’s seat. “Why?” “Billy has some questions for you, Margo. Tell him the truth, okay? I’ll know if you’re lying, so tell him the truth.” She put on her seat belt with a puzzled look on her face as she looked at Jenny over her shoulder, then at Billy, seeing him smile at her with a friendly look in his eye. “Are you a virgin, Margo?” he asked. “What? Yes, of course I am!” she said, startled by he question. Billy began driving, backing out of …

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God is a Slut Chapter 7: A Date With The Devil

PART ONE: THE WRIGGLING WRANGLER LUCIFER “So…” Rachel said as she sat across from me on the coffee shop patio, “you, Lucy Satan, are in love with me, Rachel Johnson.” “Yeah,” I sighed as I stirred my coffee, “I am.” “How…” Rachel said as she searched the brimstone sky, hoping to find the words written there, “how did that happen?” “A series of chemical reactions in the brain that form endorphins based off compatible immune systems,” I replied through a wry smile, “or an immortal goddess finally found someone who could match her; one of the two.” “So, hear me out for a second,” Rachel said, raising her hands like she was going to say something preposterous, “what if all these tests you and God have been doing, are actually some kind of fucked-up dating …

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Sailing with my daughter and friend

Most people understand how mistakes happen and how things can easily get out of control. If you’re a guy and there’s a beautiful woman trying to seduce you, sometimes our moral compass gets stuck. I am a pretty happily married 44 year old man. I married a wonderful woman 18 years ago and have a wonderful 17 year old daughter, April. As with most marriages, there are good days and bad days. Sometimes we feel neglected and other times the king of the world. Though, for the past several years, a certain area of my marriage has been diminishing, Sex. Though my wife and I talk about everything and she knows I want more, it never seems to manifest itself into reality. There’s always something that needs to be done, or she’s too tired or …

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**AMY’S NIGHT IN VELVET DUST CLUB**

**AMY’S NIGHT IN VELVET DUST CLUB** by NakedFox Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Extreme, Female exhibitionist, First Time, Group Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Females, Males / Female, massage, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Reluctance, Role-playing, Teen, Virginity, Voyeurism, Young Author’s infos Gender: N/A    Age: N/A    Location: N/A Posted Fri 7th of March 2025 Report Font size : – + Introduction: Teen girl celebrates her 18th birthday by getting used at a sex club