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Background:This is the third part of my 5 part series. All characters are over 18 and I recommend reading Chapters 1 and 2 first.Story:When I got back to my room to shower after masturbating with mom, I couldn’t get the image out of my head of her skirt rising up and seeing her hairy bush.
“Preparation and Purification”Debbie arrived at the club three hours in advance, as instructed by Master Barkley. She came to the front door of the imposing 19th century palazzo. The doorman greeted her. “Hello, I have a meeting with Mr. Barkley,” she said. She did not call him “Master Barkley” – that was too evocative of
I had to have him, it was as simple as that, he was gorgeous, you understand, six foot two, powerful, dominating, dark hair, an infectious laugh, dazzling smile, he strode towards me, and there he was, blocking out the sunlight, he grabbed two glasses of champagne from my tray, emptied them in an instant and
I got up after another night alone, brewed coffee and lit my first Winston. I turned on the computer to check my email and there it was, a message from Mistress. For those that have followed our relationship you may recall that she had left for an extended lecture series on the west coast with
If you have read parts 1 & 2 you know the backstory of why there is a celebration party, if you haven’t, we hope you do, but this story is kind of a standalone. We write an incest themed story, and this will definitely contain incest, as well as bisexuality, sissification and an orgy. If
Leslie and I didn’t speak much over breakfast. I was pensive and couldn’t tell what Leslie was thinking. We were both in a fog of fatigue from lack of sleep. I didn’t want to further mess up things that were still raw for both of us.She was far more understanding than I expected, or deserved.
This is the fifth installment in my “Kimmy’s Adventures” series about a college track star and her sexual exploits.This is realistic fiction in that it involves people and events that could happen, however all characters are made up. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. The college referenced in the story is made up.All characters
I was sound asleep. The bedroom windows had blackout curtains. The full volume Metallica music did not keep me from going to sleep or staying asleep.What did wake me was Bethany’s warm wet mouth sucking my hairy balls in her mouth. Her two hands jacking my cock, her long blonde hair tickling my stomach, thighs
Maggie found her voice.The first snowstorm of the season was a bad one. Clark and his oldest daughter, Maggie, had just finished touring the college she would be attending in the fall and were headed back to Montana when they were caught in the storm. As they drove through the blizzard, the windshield wipers struggled
All characters are over the age of 18, and it is written in British-English. As I’m sure you can tell by the context, this story deals with mother-son incest. Be warned! But if you’re into that kind of thing, please enjoy… hopefully.© copyrightHe was there, she could tell. There in the darkness outside her bedroom
It was our first vacation in 2 years and we wanted to get away somewhere quiet, somewhere private, even for just a short period of time. Searching the internet, I found a cabin a few miles away from home. We rented it for 4 days, leaving Thursday night and returning on Sunday. I was really
My name is Harold Sims. I teach human biology to seniors at East Middle High in Southern California. To get the background on what is going on here I suggest starting with Part 01.For the next couple months the extra credit program didn’t grow at all. This was fine with me. I was getting the
Stepdaughter’s Seduction(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written
To make a horrible story short, Gayle being married and separated for many years, I paid for her divorce. We talked about marriage, but I began to catch on. While I was out of town, Gayle was fucking every man who looked at her.”I can’t believe it!” I said to her, sitting in her kitchen
So now that Frank is aware of the situation involving these girls, he wants to take things slowly. There’s no music playing, just the faint sounds of 18 year old girls whispering. Frank first takes off his shirt. The girls stop, take a long look at Frank’s bare chest, and their jaws drop to the
Here we are again with another sprawling sex-story, this time triggered by the words of someone on a different website who discussed going on a swinging holiday on a cruise.I don’t know who it was who mentioned that but whoever it was…They were inspiring.THE SHIP’S OPEN SECRETI opened my eyes and took in my surroundings.
High End Slave – Part 2 slave girl saraI have been made redundant from my job and have arrived home to find a visitor there, Mr. Gray, who I knew from our church. Mr Gray was invited to examine my body and took me over his knee to spank me.He pulled out a dining chair
I wondered how everyone would be acting the next morning. There were two surprises. One was that Nick was totally normal. He was cheerful and casual and totally cool. As if nothing had happened. I could have been hurt but in fact I was relieved. My relationship with Nick could be complication free. Ken would
PrologueVictoria was born to Charles and Mary Sessions on the 3rd of June 1894. She was named after Her Majesty Queen Victoria, stressing her parent’s loyalty to the crown and to the establishment within the country.Charles was a middle-class businessman, with pretensions towards becoming upper-middle class — perhaps even gaining a title one day. His
When Gwen awoke the next day after her ‘exciting’ adventure from the night before, as she showered for the day which, thank goodness, was Saturday, she quickly dressed, grabbed a bagel and coffee, her car keys, and with her head up high… Gwen went shopping. She had a specific list in mind.She drove to the