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Violet, an adept maid of two and twenty, slowly began to peel off her uniform and felt the weight of another day leave her worn body, piece by piece. So many articles of clothing, even for a servant, that it felt like putting on another person’s body each day. Then again, maybe it was only
“So slave, I bet you’ve been looking forward to this day haven’t you, after all, it’s been a whole twelve days since I put you on ‘stop’ hasn’t it?””Yes Mistress.””And have you followed my instructions about not allowing yourself to cum during that time slave?””100% Mistress.”She smiled and allowed her hand to gently slide across
“C’mon….let me put just the head inside. I won’t put all of it in. Just the head. Then I’ll pull it out right away.”Our next door neighbor Travis had come over about a half hour ago to hang out. Since Mom was away on one of her business trips and you were out running errands
Chapter OneJohnJohn and Marie rode for several hours to get to town. They did it under the cover of darkness. City folk never saw country like this. Gravel roads and dirt trails that cut through farms. No lights, just the stars and moonlight to guide them. The adrenaline and fear subsided from John within the
I was no closer to figuring out who my mystery kidnapper had been. Mistress was still on the west coast and our future remained uncertain. It made me think more and more about my experiences at the hands of my mysterious woman. Frankly I wanted more. It had been refreshing to play again and to
Copyright 2023 by Talon_Of_The Incest_Order. All right reservedGenetics, part Three.Finally, I awoke in a dimly lit room; I was lying on my side, a pillow against my chest, my arms wrapped around like I was hugging someone else’s body close to me. Another hand combed through my hair, a female voice humming gently, an old
Recap: Dolly and I started off as FWB and had been talking quite a bit though we couldn’t have any physical intimacy since the college break. We spoke about some of our fantasies and one of mine was to see her have sex with another man. Dolly confesses she had been flirting with her ex’s
Hey everyone! Here is the long awaited part 4 of this series. I am very strongly considering writing one more part as an epilogue, demonstrating just how much of a slut Jim becomes. In the meantime, I have several other story ideas in the works that will be uploaded over the summer.Andrew loved a furry
Kaveri was voluptuous and had a big bottom and 44D. boobs. She was 40, short and a pleasant face to look at. She had a daughter Lalita who was 20 and slim. Kaveri was fond of socializing and often went out partying. Her dress was normally a saree. Lalita asked her mother several times to
After having bondage sessions with Margie and Brenda (Boom Boom, Brenda and Booze Chapters 6, 7 and 8) I thought I was good. I cruised the internet bondage personals to see what action was available.I saw a personal from Southwest Missouri. I looked at the picture. It did not show much. But it was Laura.
Rose was one of those girls who don’t realise how attractive they are to the opposite sex. As a kid she’d been a bit chubby and as a result she was embarrassed about the generous size of her tits. She’d developed early and spent years hiding her assets rather than showing them off. At 18
The door of your house clicks shut behind me, the noise sends the butterflies in my stomach into a frenzy. How long I have waited for an unsupervised and unrestricted visit with you. In the seven years we’ve been friends I have hardly ever allowed myself the luxury of your singular and uninterrupted presence, for
18Back in the real world of work and normal people, Laura’s weekend adventure acquired the characteristics of a dream. Whilst trying to convince an open mouthed Abbie that it did indeed take place she cast her mind back to try and recall the rapidly fading detail of her experience. When that tiny part of her
All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old.NO MEMORY, NO REGRETSOneI’m the youngest of five children and it’s true that the youngest is the kid where the least number of fucks are given. I got away with whatever I wanted, and Mom and Dad basically gave up being any sort of strict
The soft grass tickles my bare feet as I follow you into the woods, shivering slightly as the gentle breeze kisses my naked skin. Many times I open my mouth, only to close it before any words escape, for there is nothing to say. I simply bask in your powerful presence, listening to your boots
Don came home to the empty house and stood frozen in the doorway, his heart sinking as his eyes landed on the small metal object sitting on the table. It was a simple, yet ominous sight, a symbol of the journey they were about to embark on– Penny’s first tour. His mind raced with a
I turned and saw my son lying naked next to me asleep. I closed my eyes as I coped with the overwhelming guilt I was feeling from last night’s of debauchery with my son. I felt him quietly roll out of bed leaving me alone to deal with my self inflicted misery.How could I have
It was Friday night and my girlfriend, Stacy, had invited me over for the weekend while her parents were away. Her parents were pretty wealthy and the house was enormous, so I was pretty stoked, but nervous as hell. I was pretty inexperienced despite what I implied to my friends at school and Stacy never
Lucia woke up horny. She’d had a lot of hot dreams and woke up wet. She rolled over toward her sleeping husband, thinking, maybe? She decided that would be frustrating and a waste of her time. She laid back and started fingering herself, rubbing her clit and pushing several fingers into her slippery slit. Felt
This is a work of fiction. If you find it truthful then you live a much different lifestyle than I do. My writing style, as with most writers, is evolving. You can see the differences by reading some of my previous submission. I hope you enjoy this story; but like or dislike I am always