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2010-Mysterious Rendevouz

I was feeling depressed as I was recovering from a close family members funeral. I had hardly slept the night before, and the next door neighbours were giving me grief. I was now single although that did not bother me as such; I was craving some sexual attention. Rough, consensual, submissive or secretive; how it happened I did not care; I just wanted a regular fucking. I started drinking at 5pm; and after sorting out the wheat from the chaff I finally organized a hook up in a local park toilet block. It was no romantic rendezvous, but it suited my needs of getting out of the house and some cock to take my mind off the grieving process. After chatting most of the day on line about sex I was very turned on. I …

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Will and Brook pt. 1

Hayden sat in the back of the bus for what seemed like hours. She bought the cheapest ticket out of San Diego. At the moment, she was heading towards Las Vegas, anger brewing in her head washed in with the feeling of loss and regret. The grey hound passed the California-Nevada border, and Hayden’s thoughts went back to the events of the past few days. Rev. Greene was arrested, through in jail. She heard on tv that he was being held without bail. Yet, Hayden was still not a suspect. While being taken into custody, the lazy cop who took her in had gotten sidetracked at the station, and left the unrestrained Hayden on a bench in the lobby, allowing for her to easily escape. And now, now she was on a bus, running from …

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Seeing Matt’s Stars: Part 4

Lecture halls +hats =good. Profs who take attendance… not so good. Ever have half a room start taking pictures of you when the teacher calls role? I officially have. The text came around noon, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at it, feeling a bit bad at the same time. People needed to realize the human being quality of Matt, as in the fact that he was one. We hadn’t seen each other terribly much during the couple weeks before classes started, but he never failed to text me at least once or twice a day, sometimes more. Sam wasn’t very happy about it, but I managed to keep my phone out of sight when he was around, a chore in itself. The few times I did see him, it was mostly to help him …

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The Demons Harem Part One: The gathering

“We’re going to teach you all sorts of new things” The ugly brute chuckled as he grabbed one of the the girls arms and pushed her into the cell. She stumbled onto the dirt floor as he swung the rusting metal gate shut, slamming it against the bars, rattling the cage like prison.They knew this day was coming. All the girls in the nearby villages are raised in a hushed fear that they will one day be taken away from their families and forced into slavery. Another guard spit into the cage, falling at one of the girls feet. Her lips curled and she looked away. Disgusting creatures. Grayish dead looking skin, long spiny tails and reptilian faces with hollow black beady eyes. Short and stalky with huge swinging cocks. Darker colored than the rest …

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Limits

===Ryan=== I’d been working there for a year or so when Heather was hired. The company was growing fast and she, and earlier I, were among a number of new web developers we brought on. I was more into the coding side of the job and she was an accomplished graphic artist though we both shared some abilities in the other’s strengths. I’ll have to admit, Heather was not a stunning beauty and she didn’t particularly catch my attention at first. At maybe 5 foot 4, she was quite slender, with medium length brunette hair and blue eyes. I’m not an expert on bra sizes, but her chest was on the small side. A group of six or eight of us would go out for a pizza lunch or drinks on Thursday after work – …

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Don’t Tell Mommy | Part Two

…after my kinky hallway orgasm, I immediately left for work. I was in such a rush I left without eating. I think Bailey fell asleep after her solo playtime, she definitely didn’t know I was home. I couldn’t help but smile when driving. I was briefly absorbed in daydream… **My pussy was dripping wet as Bailey kept tonguing my lips and asshole. It felt so wrong… ** I was imagining my wet pussy thrusting into Bailey’s wanting teenage face, but I was suddenly pulled back to reality as I came up to a red light. I thought, Holy shit. I was just in the hallway with my wet panties on the ground and my fingers deep inside my pussy as I joined my naughty fifteen-year-old daughter in orgasm! I was so surprised, I could not …

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Showing Myself Pt. 01

Showing Myself by Vanessa Evans Part 1 I guess that it all started just before the Leaver’s Ball at school. We were all now 18, our exams were over and we had our places booked at universities and colleges. It had been a tough year with what felt like 24 x 7 studying and exam taking and quite a few of us girls had decided to rebel against the tradition of wearing long gowns to the Ball. There was one week of school left and we had no more lessons, we could virtually do what we wanted. The only conditions that our teachers put on us was that we couldn’t damage anything and we couldn’t disturb the lessons of the younger kids. They also told us that we didn’t have to wear our school uniforms …

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TWO JOCKS FOR OUR SEXUAL PLEASURE

We also had to email some up to date pics, we sent two up to date pics, one of us front on, naked holding hands, my man flaunting a boner, me in heels, then a second pic, me with my back to the camera, flaunting my big ass. “We made a list of of some of our preferences, five in all, and they all came to fruition, two young bi men to share, two bi women a little younger than us to share and some other very exciting combinations.” My first preference with Roger’s full approval was two men for us, two jocks, early twenties, one jock for me, cunnilingus, to tongue fuck me, one jock for my man, to give him fellatio, a blow job, while we watch each other. My second preference, again …

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Lotte Sets It Right

That day in the Spring of 1920, Lotte enjoyed a very acceptable lunch at a hotel near Pall Mall and then she and her companion, a captain in The Blues, went upstairs for an extended dessert. After all, Lotte accepted that a chap is going to want a return on his investment. She then took a cab back to Dolphin Square for a shower and a lie down before reporting for her evening shift at the club but her sleep was disturbed by a banging upon her front door. Lotte opened the door in her Parisian dressing gown, which you may think a strange place to have a door. Her visitor was a very agitated Victor Grayson who said that he had taken a circuitous route to her door to ensure that he was not …

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Is It Punishment If She Likes It?

“What am I going to do with you, slut? For now, strip for me, slowly,” I demand while slapping a riding crop in my hand. “Once completely nude, turn, face the bed, bend down, and place your hands on the mattress.” “Yes, Sir. Again, I’m very sorry.” While you wait, anticipating that initial sting of the crop across your sweet ass, I stand and admire the view. I walk up and gently run the fingers of my left hand up and down your back, slowly running my nails against your skin. While taking my time on your back, my right hand is tapping the crop against my right pant leg making just enough noise to remind you what was to come. Walking around to your side, I gently whisper in your ear, “Is my whore …

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Confessionals part 3

Clara arrived at church one hour before service start time as she had been instructed by the priest. She crept in slowly; unsure of what would be waiting for her. She didn’t know if anybody else arrived early to prepare the church for service or whether it was just to be her and the Father for a while. She didn’t know which scenario she’d prefer more. Her ass was still sore after the brutal fucking it had received just a few days ago. She didn’t think she could take any more of that treatment. The church looked different today. One of the ladies had dressed it with flowers and this beautiful sweet scent permeated the air. It was a vast difference to the stench of sweat, blood and sex from the other night Clara thought. …

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Meeting Hera

Her hair was like spun gold. Her eyes held pain and joy in them. When she smiled at you it was like the two of you shared a secret. Every movement she made was delicate and deliberate; just the way her wrist arched as she picked up a pen was beautiful.     I couldn’t help but watch her. She was like a bright, vivid rainbow that I couldn’t look away from. I knew I shouldn’t. I knew that it wasn’t “right” for me to feel that way about her. But I’d never really felt that way about anybody before. It felt good. It hurt.     She noticed me a few times, gave me that demure smile, like she knew that I had been thinking about kissing that soft pale skin right below her earlobe. She …

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A Surprise Christmas Fuck- Aunt Chloe & Piper

I fucking hate Christmas,” Piper muttered with disgust to herself. She kicked one of the packages under the gaily-decorated tree. When she heard something break, she laughed bitterly. The holidays had sneaked up on her. Piper was 14 year old, and Christmas no longer held the magic for her that it once had “Fuck Christmas!” she cursed. “Who the hell needs it!” It was all such a big hassle. The family togetherness was driving Piper straight up the wall. Though it was cool that her Aunt Chloe was visiting, Chloe was the sexiest of all her mother’s sisters. Being the youngest she was only 28 and had not been married yet. Piper pouted as she threw herself in a chair. Thinking of how hot her aunt Chloe was, Piper brought up the image of the …

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Trafficked Love Ch. 9

Chapter Nine: Undeniable Tensions By the time Angel was picking up her bag to leave the club, it was three in the morning. She followed Rich out the back door of the club and towards his truck until he stopped. “No,” he corrected, turning to look at Angel. He pointed over her right shoulder, “you’re with him.” Angel looked over to a black Cadillac. Dante was leaning against the passenger door, arms crossed over his chest, his left foot crossed over his right. She continued to look Dante over, hearing Rich get in his truck and drive away. “Well? Are you coming or not?” Silently, Angel walked over to Dante. She regretted feeling any more for Dante than any other man. She regretted thinking he was any different from any other man in Angel’s life. …

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The Visitor_(0)

He stands in the doorway watching her sleep, shes sprawled on her side, one leg over the other, hands under her head, peaceful, naked, entwined in the sheets. He took the opportunity, to let himself in, he had been waiting for this for so long, needing to feel himself inside of her, needing to touch her naked body, watching her every movement and dreaming of how she would react under his touch and control. He takes his time watching her, getting aroused at what is about to happen, and even more aroused with the fact that she has no idea, doesnt know that he is there, doesnt know that he wants her so bad, that he looks at her in this way and that he adores her so very much. He has seen the way …

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The Seventh Slave

The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek. She brushed it off and walked up the marble ramp, next to the stairs. A fluttering butterfly in her tummy as she stood in front of the big wooden doors. She rang the doorbell and a moment later both the heavy doors swung open and exposed a shiny marble hallway. It stretched out in front of her, there were doors and pillars and all the way in the back there were glass panels that looked out over the back garden. Behind her the wooden doors …

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A Chance Encounter Part V

A Chance Encounter Part V Later on that night, around 2200 Marie was set up in her own room upstairs. Simon was there as was Aélita, who had left briefly to help Simon close the restaurant. “How are you feeling Marie?” Simon asked concerned. “I’m doing better.” I think the IV as well as the meds they have been giving me are helping. “Aélita, did you by chance grab my phone?” “Yes I did.” Getting up she gave it to Marie. “Thank you.” She said taking the phone from her. Looking through her contacts he found the number Jeremy’s brother had given her incase Jer was deployed or she didn’t hear from him; Sending him a short txt seeing if it was okay to call, that she needed to talk to his mom. Shortly after …

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East of Nowhere Part 6- Meeting in the Sacred Hills

Around 2:00 pm, Sasha and Winter make it to Sacred Hills. It’s a town a little bigger than Hartford. It has a bunch of houses, two inns, and many kinds of different shops to choose from. It’s also nestled inside a valley between two hills, that’s littered with multiple caves big and small. The two women come to a cross section in the town with two dirt roads leading in different directions. “So which way do we go now?” says Sasha. “Well let’s just pick one and see where it leads.” Says Winter, as they choose the left path and start to head down it. They pass a couple shops and come upon the inn called The Broken Antler and decide to stay there for the night, so they can start out early in the …

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Sheer Envy part 2 & 3

It had taken me hours to fall asleep after what I had seen that night. My mind was reeling, a swirling storm of emotions. I had watched my friends father – a man I had secretly admired for years – come into our room at night during our weekly sleep over and molest our other unconscious friend as she slept. I had seen my first real cock. I had witnessed my first sexual assault. I had seen cum for the first time, watching as his thick cock had spurted it on my friends unconscious face. I spent the next few hours going over it in my head. Why had Claire and Tara not woken up? I realised it must have been the cheesecake that Theo, Taras handsome and apparently sexually deviant father, had made for …

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