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My Sister and Me Pt4
Thanks for all the great feedback and positive votes. I hope you all will enjoy this installment and continue to vote for me… And now, on with the show! I couldn’t believe what had happened in just the last few days. And now, I was sitting in my sister’s living room waiting for her to get home from work. She was bringing her girlfriend into our mini-orgy. It was all a bit mind boggling. I was drinking a beer when I heard a key twist in the door lock and my sister came in. Behind her was her friend, Marty Brewer. If I had been the kind of person who was surprised easily I would have spit my beer out and probably choked to death. Marty was absolutely gorgeous. As near as I could guess …
The World of Erasthay – The Son of Lust Chapter 8: The Hot Wife’s Naughty Comforts
The Son of Lust Chapter Eight: The Hot Wife’s Naughty Comforts By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Remna The desert led right to the city. We marched out of the sand dunes towards the walls of Remna. The city looked almost the same shade as the world we just left. Made of beige stones that towered up into the air. As tall as trees. I had pictured cities so many times in my life, trying to imagine what …
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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 11 DINNER & A MOVIE
MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 11 DINNER & A MOVIE Rach followed Lidia into the house while I extricated my bike from the jeep. As I parked it in the garage, I tried to will my painful hard-on down. The rock hard state I’d been in since the girls picked me up at the pool nearly 6 hours ago had, on the ride home with Lidia on my lap, gone from pleasurable pain, to near agony. I considered cranking one out right there in the garage, but one tentative grip confirmed my fear that I was too far down the road of blue-balls to stand the act. I fell back to plan B, forced shrinkage. I quietly made my way to the bathroom, avoiding any Rach instigations, and took a cold shower; forcing …
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Under Her Thumb_(0)
Introducing the porn junkie I love porn. It is so uncomplicated. So straightforward. Honest, in a way, because it strips you of all the fancy illusions and lays bare the core of who you are. If you are open to the challenge, it can be a true ally in your quest of unraveling the threads of your life. I cannot deny I am a porn junkie. Truly there is no shame in recognizing what I have become. Porn has got me by the balls. I’ll go into cold turkey if I don’t get my daily shot of porn. And when I do get it, the world collapses and I float happy like a baby in a never-ending myriad of bloated asses and monstrous drooling cunts. After work, alone in the office, I can spend hours …
Sheer Envy part 1: Things that go bump in the night
*This is my first story, I hope to write more if people like it* “Could you please wear a bra when my dads around?” Tara asked. The question wasn’t directed at me, of course. I’m the conservative one. The innocent one. No, the question was directed at Claire. “Why?” the blonde girl asked. We all know she knew why. Standing 5’7″, with a naturally slim build and shoulder length platinum-blonde hair framing her pretty face, her E cup boobs look almost too big on her. Even as she feigned innocence, I could see her sheer white tank top straining to contain them, her nipples outlined where they poked at the fabric. “Your dad wouldn’t look anyway, he’s not some creeper.” It was a conversation they had every single weekend. It was a tradition. Every saturday, …
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Harry Potter: As One War Ends Another Begins Part 11
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 11 He was sat motionless on the hardback chair, bathed in the dim light spreading from the half closed kitchen door. A whiskey glass held lightly in his hand, although it had been empty for sometime. He knew nobody would disturb him now, not even Ginny. That was probably the only thing he did know right now however. He certainly didn’t know exactly how he was feeling about what he’d just heard. Sixteen years of torture he suffered at the hands of the Dursley’s. Yet sadness filled him at the news of their death. Sadness and anger. His aunt, the last living connection to his mother, was gone. And all …
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Do It Yourself (or get some help)
One of the many inevitable things that come with buying a house, is frequenting Do It Yourself stores. A lot. I’ve always loved them: the smell of newly cut wood, dried up paint and burnt dust, the sheer endlessness of the isles and the countless object that I never knew existed until I saw them, it’s amazing. The weeks between moving into my new house and selling the old one, I could be found in such stores about every other day. I had worked out the perfect schedule, arriving just after peak times were over, but long enough before closing time for me not to have to hurry. I also knew all the students and middle-aged men that worked there. Or I thought I did. One day, on a random weekday evening, there was a …
Mistress Iona 3, The Milkfarm
Mistress Iona 3, The Milkfarm I turned up naked and with a hard on, as was the rule, at Mistress Iona’s door one Friday night. As instructed, I had not been shooting for the whole week since I left her house last Sunday night. This made it easy to work my cock up to a throbbing status with some precum glistening on top. She had told me that I was to come with her to her vacation home and stay over the weekend. She sent me naked as I was to the back of the house where her cars are parked. There was another young man naked and with what looked like a 10” cock standing nicely straight up. An erection that made me jealous. It was the same fellow who I had to jerk …
BDSM Boot Camp 11
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …
My E night of terror-or was it?
I had dried stuff all around my lips, it literally looked like toothpaste when I checked the mirror. I had some kind of oil all over me, from my chest to my asshole, my whole body was covered. was naked, in a strange bed, with a guys’ naked leg wrapped around me, his dick nuzzled against my leg. There was another naked guy on the floor on a blow up mattress. I couldn’t remember a fucking thing so I quickly and quietly rolled him over, got dressed and boogied out of there as quickly as I could. I got home and tried to piece together what could have possibly happened. I had only flashes of memory, it was crazy, why couldn’t I remember? My friend Greg, who is a huge party guy, said he had …
The Loop – part 31
He woke about eight thirty from his nap and moved to shower and get ready for his night out. A quick shower and back to his closet to pick out some clothes. He went with jeans, a plain black tee shirt and white Nikes. He grabbed his jacket as he headed at. The night was busy. For 9:30 the street was jumping as he waited for his Uber, but it was a Friday. The silver Nissan picked him up and took him to the Warehouse. The driver, Thomas, was quiet so Alex just looked out the window. His ride pulled up to the front door of the Warehouse at 10:05. He thanked the driver and headed inside. He has been there before but doesn’t know where to find the Citadel. To the left of the …
Jenny my new live in fuck toy
Jenny my new live in fuck toy Recap Victoria (see my first story) and I were together about a year before she asked me to release her from our arrangement as she wanted to go to an out of state college. Our relationship was very strong. We frequently played together at a couple of local strip clubs and joined a swingers club called the Woodshed. Victoria was a complete submissive toy but we both knew she wanted more in a career for her life. Positions by number I use for my subs as it keeps the flow of the sessions moving smoothly. Positions are: 1 standing facing feet together hands by side 2 bent over at waist hands on knees 3 on knees facing with arms behind back hands on elbows 4 on all fours …
Memories Of Her
Part1: The Penis’ Prerogative His sleep was heavy, as if drugged. It came from depression though. A deep stupor causing hime to sleep heavy and dreamless. But, he found himself rising from it . Waking to the quiet sounds of a sleeping household, the refrigerator humming to itself in the pre-dawn stillness he rises groggily to pee, absently pondering this mis-feature in human design, the eight-hour sleep cycle coupled with a seven-hour water tank. It is nearly time to rise and start the day and his mind wanders back to the empty spot where his wife had lain until she disappeared nine or so months ago; half hoping her body will eventually turn up in a ditch somewhere so that he can be _free_ of her, somehow certain she simply ran off one afternoon, took …
Heather,A Nympho From Next Door
“Oh shit! I’m gonna be late for class!” Heather said as she jumped out of bed. Heather – the 5’8″ wavy-haired brunette with 36C breasts, a tight teen ass, and gorgeous face, now frantically getting ready for a class in her second year in college – is my niece. We’re not related by blood, but she has called me “Uncle Will” ever since she and her dad James moved in next door many years ago. A little background on our situation: I’m still a bachelor because I just simply have too much fun fucking different girls whenever I get a chance. Sometimes I come home from a bar/club empty-handed, so I’ve got a modest collection of porn I’ll watch to avoid bad cases of blue balls. Heather’s mom passed away before they moved so I …
JAN AND DAN
Jan and Dan. I had agreed to see a movie with a guy from my work. We sat in the balcony, and there were only about three couples when we first got there. We started necking and I let him feel my tits inside my top, but then the balcony started filling up, and when some kids I knew sat down close to us, I asked him to stop for a while but he wouldn’t, so I left the movie (and him) and started walking home. A different time and place I would have let him go farther, just not in a public theater. People talked about me enough as it was. His attention had excited me though, my nipples were still hard and there was the unmistakable feel of wet panties as I walked. …
“TIFFANY”
“Tiffany” By Blueheatt __It took about a year to break through to the core of my girlfriend Tiffany’s resistance to her deep dark secret urge….but,…when it was released, a new world opened up for both of us. It was the most fun and exciting journey I had ever had. Picture a average young couple with a great sex life, but inside the girl was a growing urge that wanted to surface. I got little signals that some urge inside her was wanting to come out. It was an exciting challenge to release what ever it was. My first hints told me it was sexual. She was a person who was unaware of her own body language. When we watched TV, or watching a porn vid she really telegraphed her emotions. She would kind of go …
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Ten thousand for a thief: part 4
The usual morning activities were done, breakfast was finished and Darren had returned to his room to shave and bathe. Winston entered the bathroom. His three piece suit and patten leather shoes looked a bit out of proportion. “Hot date Winston?” Darren said teasingly. “Yes with my ex’s lawyer. Thrill thrill. Mistress wants you to get dressed with what I laid on the bed and to be ready to leave in half and hour.” replied Winston as he turned and walked away. Laying on the bed was a pair of dark-blue dress pants, light blue shirt, matching socks and dress shoes. Darren sighed hoping for jeans and tenny shoes but dressed and headed to Mistress’s room. Knocking on the door, he waited. No one answered. He knocked again and waited, still no reply. Easing the …
The Halloween Angel
This was Amber’s first time away from home. She was excited to be out of town going to college. At the ripe young age of 18 she was just beginning her life. She would see many things. Amber was living in a townhouse complex inhabited by a range of different people. There were other college students as well as professionals and the odd family. She had one roommate who was out. Amber was on the third and top floor of the complex. This gave her a view of everything below. She could see balconies and the garden/lawn areas of all the other units. Amber could also see into other townhouse units at night. She had developed the nasty habit of turning her lights off and viewing other people. Most of the time it was just …