Knight and Dragon Ch. 2_(0)

*Author’s Note* For those who have been waiting on this chapter, I apologize for the length of time it took to publish. It took a long time to figure story out and with setbacks from my computer crash and subsequent loss, this chapter has been written and rewritten a ton. I hope it is enjoyable and look to continue this story. The sun glinted off Ser Alec’s armor as he exerted himself in battle. A continuous fight that plagued him every few seconds while he climbed a path etched into the side of a mountain. He was without an ally right now because his traveling companion a dragoness named Sehocha, had taken his horse ahead. Her reasoning had been that the path was too difficult for a horse. As soon as she had left, the …

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Young Sophia 4

We lay there entangled for a bit. Her stroking my hair and I softly stroking her abdomen, breasts and sides. Content. I could feel the warmth of her sopping cunt against my stomach. I could also feel the tickle from the fur growing there. I brought my hand down softy stroked her silky hair on her labia and told her I wanted to clean that up . ” What do you mean? I always wash well?” ” no, silly, I want to shave you . Make you bald like the little girl you are. ” Giggling. I glanced at the time and took note that we only had a few moments till my son got home. So I told her we better get it together. ” But that will have to wait for another time. …

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35Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor

Epilogue: or “Nineteen years Lat—err… I mean /Fifteen/…” Standard Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all characters are property of J K Rowling, Warner Brothers, Bloomsbury Books, Arthur A. Levine Books, Raincoast Books, Scholastic publishing (et al.) and are used without permission. This work was written purely for noncommercial entertainment; no money is being made. WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar. Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this! Epilogue: Look everybody! It’s an epilogue! Nineteen Years Later… Wait… what? Nineteen? Why nineteen? Don’t these things …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Final Chapter

Chapter Nine Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave. Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie released, with Alice, Holly, and Donna trying to sink into their theater seats while struggling to work up the courage to watch the film. The four of them had been trying to pick a movie to go out and see, when Alice spontaneously suggested seeing the ghost …

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Sandra is Different Pt. 8

Sandra is Different by Vanessa Evans Part 8 I didn’t tell Lisa or any of the girls at work where I’d been on the previous afternoon. Master Thomas had told me not to, but I wanted to keep it to myself anyway, I was hoping for more sessions like that, and not only for the money. I did however try to quiz Lisa about the Sunday working for her husband but there was nothing that she could say other than that Isla and I would be naked most of the time and that we would be trying a number of toys. I hoped that one of them would be a Sybian and that lots of people would be watching me. What I did notice at work was that sales of the leotards were going well …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 2

Sally never knew his real name. It was only “Deathmaster.” He gave her a special telephone number to call when she wanted to have another session with him. The sexual excitement of the first session was so intense she could not stop thinking about it. She wanted badly to do it again, but she knew that each time she had an encounter with Deathmaster, he might kill her. But that was part of the thrill. After about a week of rationalizing, telling herself how foolish it was to risk everything for that moment of intense orgasmic pleasure, Sally found herself making the call. She wanted to do it one more time. And that will be the end of it, she promised herself. If he doesn’t kill me, and chances are very good that he probably …

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Daddy Daughter Day Part 2

DADDY DAUGHTER DAY PART 2 It had been two years since Rebecca and I spent our day alone together. She spent that time away at college, so we didn’t get any time to further our sexual relationship. During that separation, she also had a boyfriend. She told me about him, apparently needing my approval. I told her she was an adult now and that she needed to make her own decisions and mistakes. I met him a couple times while the wife and I visited Rebecca at school. I was not impressed, thinking he was a moron and a leach. He didn’t work and depended on Rebecca to foot the bill for everything. I voiced my displeasure at the situation many times and even told her that he must be terrific in bed to warrant …

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Surprise dose for Amy

When I met Amy for the first time it was years ago at the American Legion. My friend Albert brought me to meet her and introduced us. She was wearing a plain school girl skirt and long black fuck me boots. She had on a tight sweater that really showed off her very generous tits. I wanted to fuck her right then, but as we were flirting on and off Albert would interrupt in some way. I finally started to catch on that he was already involved with her. He was clearly fucking her while still married to his wife Terri (and she isn’t bad on the eyes either). When we left I asked Albert if I was right and he confirmed it and laughed that I was the only one that figured it out. …

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Laughter the Best Orgasm

You find yourself tied up spread eagle open and exposed for the world, blindfolded waiting for the first touch. Will it be the feel of leather, or the gentle touch of fingernail or a tongue..? Struggling against your bonds the anticipation is almost too much to bear. Softly you whisper into the silence, begging to be touched to know someone else is there…there is no response but the touch of a…. …A touch of leather, stiff and hard, but tracing ever so softly on your skin. You can’t place it at first. Unsure of what’s being used. Unable to think you mind sinks lower in your body and falls deeper into the feelings of pleasure that the leather is bringing you. It traces around the base of your neck and slowly and ever so lightly …

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Nebraska lesbian ice cream social 2

One warm summer like October evening in Nebraska some lesbians were having an ice cream social. Some lesbians were getting nervous that they might run out of “Rocky Road” ice cream. Just before that in Beach Park Illinois Jimmy Craktcorn burped because he had just eaten a large, thin-crust pizza with cheese, sausage, pepperoni, onions, anchovies and mushrooms. It was yummy, and the toppings were just what Jimmy Craktcorn liked on a pizza. Soon, Jimmy Craktcorn cut a fart that stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up his ass and died. “Dude” said Jimmy Craktcorn to no one “That stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up my ass and died. I’d better call Harry” Jimmy Craktcorn picked up his land line phone and dialed his friend Harry’s number. “Hello” said the …

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Mary began it all

How does one start down the path toward the deviant? Does it really start one day with a simple suggestion or idea? I look back and wonder if I were somehow predisposition to the allure of certain taboos? When I was in my mid 30’s I lived alone in a small apartment. I had a pretty decent job that paid all of my bills and only had me working 4 days a week. I think I’m pretty average looking. I stand 6’1 and weigh 175lbs with short brown hair and blue eyes. I try to work out a couple of times a week when I am not working. I moved out to the Mid-West by myself and didn’t know too many people. I did manage to meet up with a few lovely ladies when I …

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Jack and Randy – Chapter 04

Our first clients were a couple. The wife was definitely into dog sex and the husband enjoyed filming her being serviced. After Anthony and Becky left I quickly cleaned up and took Randy back to Jack’s place. We had a new client on Sunday and I was loath to leave Randy at the house alone and couldn’t take him home with me. “How did it go?” asked Jack. “Fine Jack” I said “the wife was so happy”. I left Randy there and went back to my apartment. I turned on the computer and replayed the day’s events. I wasn’t surprised that Becky had enjoyed her little romp. I started to get feelings too and a session with a toy didn’t help. I cursed that I hadn’t availed myself of Randy after they left. Sunday morning …

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Lil’ Red

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a fair maiden. She lived in a cabin by the stream through the woods with her Grandmother. To help around the cabin, she would take weekly shopping trips into town, and sell her grandmothers knitted goods. She had dark hair and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red riding cape, so most the towns’ people just called her Lil’ Red. Over the last few weeks, she had a sense she was being followed to and from town on her weekly trips, but every time she’d look, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she’d enter the woods in a different location, …

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My Tormentor

I’m sitting at a bar, dressed in a way that makes it obvious I’m not here for the music. My skirt is short and tight, and I’m not wearing any panties. Or a bra for that matter. My full, pert tits are practically falling out of my revealing crimson red top. It screams for attention. And attention I’m getting, plenty of it. I can see several guys who’ve noticed that I’m going commando – and they like what they see. What’s not to like? My pink, lush pussy is carefully trimmed to perfection, just a tiny landing strip. I casually let my legs come apart a little, giving a group of guys their money’s worth. The nudge each other, awkward and nervous. They want to see more, but they’re too scared to come up to …

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Japan’s Girls Gymnastics Team Pt 1

Working as an interpreter at the Olympic training center in Japan had been fun, but my stint there was coming to an end, and I was looking forward to returning to the States. However, a few days before I was to leave, a rather incredible occurance happened. The girls gymnastics coach, Ms Hattori, called me into her office. She was a very serious woman, and got right to the point. “I am conducting an experiment, privately, on the effects of sexual intercourse on the performance of female gymnasts.” Hey, I thought, I hadn’t gone near any of the girls, not in that way. I knew the girls, helped them with their english, joked with them, but that was all. They were all very sweet and I felt like a big brother to them. She continued. …

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Gina.

Gina. Gina was a married neighbor that had a white mother and a Portuguese father. She was mid thirties, 5’6” and a toned 145 lbs. Brown curly hair, brown eyes and dark olive skin. Besides Gina’s white smile, her best features were her small waist, big round ass and hints of a large bust. Gina didn’t mind wearing tight jeans but always wore floppy loose tops to hide what was there. The way she tried to hide them made me even more interested in finding out what she had. Her husband was Dan. Dan was a small, middle aged, pot bellied, college professor and a very liberal arts minded guy. I always thought he was gay because of the weak hand shake and the way he looked at me. He is about 5’5” or so …

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Life of a IMVU fucking spritualist Day 7

Authors Note: This is the start of a new Role Play I have created called Temet Nosce RP. If your interested in discovering your self. Please find us on IMVU dot com : Groups : Temet Nosce RP. Enjoy your story. Recap : The story line thus far is this. Lust, finding an abandoned world stone (the Ignot to the world smiths) surrounded by a temporal field shoves it into my womb and begins experiments to open a rift between ALL worlds. Using her siblings sperm on the world stone to attempt to bridge them permanently. As it does, more and more beings arrive through Rifts. Guest_AnndyJubJub: Hello^^ Guest_AnndyJubJub: I wonder if they’re here.. Guest_TommyNL: what’s the rp about? Guest_AnndyJubJub: The girl who sent me the link said it was an open rp- but left …

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A Dog is a Young Man’s Best Friend

I was in the ninth grade when my family relocated to small town Kansas from St. Louis. I was pretty upset about it. We had moved from an area with big league sports and all kinds of activity to a rural area where apparently nothing ever happened. But my father had gotten a job with a company there, and it was a good chance to live in “a safe, friendly, small-town community”, so away we went. Naturally, being the new kid in high school when everyone already had well-established friends meant that I was shunned by the other kids. As a result, my parents got me a dog – a Malamute / Australian shepherd mix that somehow ended up with the name Joanne, or Jo for short. Since I felt my parents were just trying …

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Learning the Lifestyle Pt 7 – Lessons Learned

Hello readers. I know some times there isn’t much sex in these stories, but bear with me. This is the set up for the rest. After u get past these parts there will always be sex. Just hang in and I promise you’ll have something good to read. They took their bags and went to the car. Michael placed this all in the trunk with the other stuff and then let her in the car. Then got in and started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. “Where do you want to eat?” Thinking on it she said, “I don’t care, we can go to that truck stop from this morning if you like. The food was great.” “Okay the truck stop it is,” he told her, pleased that she like his favorite …

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Memories of a Cheating Chinese Trophy Wife

I went to college in a mid-sized city, home of what was then a major technology firm surrounded by two post-secondary institutions. As a result, the area was a busy mix of students along with relatively wealthy individuals and families. While I had my fair share of women during my college years, there was always something lacking; the experience for me could never live up to my expectations. It was good, but never great. I had a very particular fetish – high heels. Not just any pair of high heels, I was mesmerized with Louboutins, Prada, Gucci, Chanel, etc. My fetish may have been somewhat on the extreme end as I found myself less interested in porn and instead, would rather browse the online boutiques. I am not sure how this fetish developed but it …

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