Genel
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Camilla Ch. 086
Serena and Rose–those chubby, radical feminist lesbian lovers in the mythology class–walked into Club Ritz on Saturday night, looking lustfully for Camilla, their former classmate. They’d told each other that their reason for coming into the strip joint was to get Camilla to see how ‘foolish’ she was to allow herself to be objectified, but their real reason for coming was much more obvious. Naked, ‘Goth’ Camilla was onstage, doing the last song of her stage show; she was on the floor on her back, with her legs spread wide open and her pussy proudly on display. The song being played was ‘Happiest Girl’, by Depeche Mode. Camilla, recognizing Serena…
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Domme Mom Ch. 02
As I entered the bedroom they filed in quietly standing around awkwardly until I sat on the edge of the bed, the big vibe dildo still lying on the covers. “Remove all your clothing.” I commanded. They hesitated until I slapped the belt across my palm and they quickly removed their clothes. My daughter’s body was lovely, slim, tall with ample breasts and full pointy nipples. My mouth watered to taste them. Her pussy was shaven except for a strip up from the top of her slit. It looked sexy on her and I decided not to make her shave it off. The boy’s body was firm and hard from…
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No Early Birds
Note from Slick: A woman in my office complained the other day about her sex life since she got pregnant. Sure her body gained some weight and the baby sleeping nearby messes up a sex life but these women still have their desires. Wake up men!!! If you do not like a story with spouse cheating stop here, get yourself a drink and go to the next story. All rights reserved. No Early Birds Lou Johnson’s wife Sally hated yard sales to the max. She thought the stuff sold was a bunch of junk and getting up early Saturday morning was a good waste of her precious sleep. It was…
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Newbie In Baseball Team
Ever since I was young , I loved baseball. Not as a player rather as a spectator. This led me to join my University’s baseball team. Compared to other baseball teams, the team had strict requirements on who can stay in the team. I was a freshman in the University and had never played baseball or other sports in my life. As a result, I was completely behind in experience compared to other players. Unlike other players, I was skinny not burly. Unlike other players, I had a soft feminine face compared to the much more hardened masculine faces. In the shower, I could tell even their penises were several…
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My First Beautiful Cock
I’m writing about my first time experience with another guy. Some background on my situation may be in order. I’m a currently a married straight guy. This happened about 10 years ago before I married. At that time I was actively dating women and enjoying it. I was away on a business trip many years ago and was the only one from my office at the site. Typical for me was working during the day then back to the hotel for exercise and the pool. Then I take dinner, usually in my room, and then back at it the next day. This night I went to the pool after work…
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Born with a Gift
My friends call me Bull. Its an odd nickname and this is the story of how an otherwise average guy comes to gain both what became a title and an unusual reputation. I was born into an average middle class family in the early 1960s. My father passed away from an early heart attack when I was 4 years old. My mother, a saintly woman, did the best she could too raise us on a bank teller’s salary. For the most part my childhood was happy and without unusual events except one. When I was entering puberty my mother sat me down to give me the “bird’s-and-the-bees” talk. It was…
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Eyes Wide Shut
This one of the earliest stories I wrote and is a departure from what I’ve written recently. There seem to be a multitude of stories about Mother and Son incest many of them not wholly believable in how it starts. This may be another but I’ll leave that decision up to you. Again this is written in English English so get over it colonials. Let me know what you think * Eyes Wide Shut Chapter 01 It had been 35 days, 1 hour and 3 minutes. Harry had been dead for that long. Wiped out as a smear of blood, bone and flesh on the M25 on his way to…
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A Good Black Man’s Ordinary Day
Sitting on the number ninety five bus coursing through the City of Ottawa, in Provincial Ontario, Adam Stephenson Lefebvre felt supremely bored. Once again, his talent for being unusually observant was bothering him. The big and tall young Haitian-American man tugged at his backpack, anxious for the bus to get to the stop he needed. As soon as it got past Metcalfe Street he’d get off to walk to the number four bus stop. From there he’d take the bus to Carleton University. At Hurdman station, a dark-skinned African chick got in, pushing a stroller containing a pair of light-skinned brats. She was accompanied by an older Black woman who…
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A Model Intern
(All characters at least 18.) She was so embarrassed the first time I put a collar and leash on her. She had only agreed to do it because… well, I was paying her. Paying her very well, in fact, to model for some “artistic” nude photos. She was a summer intern at the same company where I was a very junior engineer, and she had spent the entire summer bitching about the pittance interns were paid, and how she would never manage to cover her tuition for the next semester. When the internship was over, and we were no longer covered by those pesky workplace relationship policies… well, I sent…
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Seduced by My Landlady
As a civilian apprentice working with the British Royal Navy back in the late 1970s, once my exams were out of the way I would spend my summer months working in places like Portsmouth, Plymouth, Newcastle and Glasgow to gain practical experience in the shipyards and naval bases. On my first visit to Plymouth, aged 19, little did I realise that I was about to gain practical experience on a more personal and life-changing level. I loved working in the coastal towns and always selected to stay in a guesthouse near the seafront, as that’s where girls would be found, enjoying their holidays and dressed in skimpy summer clothing. My…