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The day I pushed my Father over the edge’Frida, it’s gone seven’. The gentle knock on my door is what arouses me from my deep slumber. The drumming of the rain on the window pane makes it feel cosier under the duvet, and I respond by snuggling into it.’Luxuriating’, that’s what my daddy used to call it, back then he would physically drag me out of bed and onto the carpeted floor, then stand over me, as I squirmed in the cool morning air. Then one morning he got a shock, as his cold hands grabbed my ankles and began pulling my and my duvet from the bed. He was…

My Ex and her Other S*sterMy Ex and her Other S*sterPlease read my story My Ex and her S*ster for a Background of who’s who…….Marie is Kat’s middle s*ster. She’s 30, married with 3 k**s. She is also the biggest slut I have ever met. I don’t mean that in a nasty way but she has slept with at least 100 different guys in her short life maybe 200. She’s around 5”5 short mousey blonde hair decent size tits and size 10. She like her sister Emma lives in Scotland and comes down to visit Kat every few months and always has a good time. She normally sleeps with different…

Jamaican Dance Party by robjjjIntroduction:A Jamaican dance party turns into something moreJamaican Dance PartyThis is a true story about a Jamaican family and the parties they used to have every weekend. During the day there would be cooking and barbecue for all who came, mostly family but a few friends were allowed, like myself. I was friends with the eldest daughter, there was a younger daughter, and their parents. Cousins, aunts, uncles, etc. all came for the food, the drinks and the music. Once the sun went down it was time to move the party down to the basement, where the the music was loud, and everyone would dance until…

CARLYDonna was working late so she sent me to the supermarket with a list. It was bucketing down with rain as I came out and walked to the car with my shopping, as I loaded the boot up I noticed a young girl getting a right bollocking from an older guy. After I’d finished and was taking the trolley back I passed her by, she was crying and he’d taken off in his car.She looked so upset so I said “Do you want to shelter in my car” she nodded and got in the passenger side. As we talked she said her name was Carly, she was 24 and was…

White wife ain’t going backThe experience your about to have is something I cannot accurately describe. The only useful information I could even conceivable give you is what my first date with my bull was like.My first date with my bull took place on a Thursday in December. If you’ve ever been to Missouri in the wintertime you know that the winters here are bitterly cold and usually extremely snowy. This night was no exception but I was warm with anticipation.My husband and I had gone through all the ups and downs over the past months that all new couples go through when entering into this lifestyle. Hurt feelings, disappointment,…

Der MasseurEs war ein trüber, feuchter Herbsttag und die Arbeit von Alessio schien nicht Enden zu wollen.Wehmütig sieht er aus dem Fenster hinaus und beobachtet den Regen, der von dem Wind an das Glas gedrückt wird und in kleinen Strömen hinunter fließt. In diesem Moment wünschte er sich, wieder in seiner Heimat auf den Liparischen Inseln, nahe Sizilien zu sein, wo man dieses graue und nasse Herbstwetter gar nicht kennt und gefühlte 365 Tage im Jahr die Sonne scheint. Einem eine frische Meeresbrise über die Nase streicht und die Fischer auf ihren kleinen Booten im Hafen die Netze flicken. Das Inselleben war jedoch keine Option für Alessio und so beschloss…

Mom and little incidentMy eyes widened but I couldn’t manage to stop stroking. I just sat there, slowly stroking as my mom went around my room picking up my dirty laundry. When she finished, she glanced up at me.”And what about those clothes?” she asked.I didn’t know what she was talking about.”The ones you are wearing.”I gasped.”Those are old too yah know. Give them to me. I want to do all the laundry.”I didn’t move. There was no way I could just take off the clothes I am wearing.”Come on, son,” she sighed as she approached me.She dropped the other clothes she had next to the bed and put her…

fun night outMy name is Samantha, Sam for short. I am living in Bradford West Yorkshire, I’m 28 yrs old 5′ 6″ tall with medium length brown hair, and I have a long term boyfriend called Chris.I stayed in Bradford living with Chris after graduating from university. An old university friend of mine Sheila had returned to Bradford after living and working down south in London. I had not seen Sheila for several years, in fact I didn’t know she had returned until I bumped into her whilst I was down town doing some shopping.We swapped phone numbers arranged to meet up again at the end of the week on…

A Life: A Journey Begins. Part 1A life: A Journey Begins. This a work of fiction so any similarities to anyones real life are not intended to be. This part has limited sex so if that’s what you’re looking for you won’t find it in this part. Hi I’m Bobby. All grown up now and looking back on life to see how did get to THIS! I lay half sitting up on my bed with a laptop write this. Looking around the room I’ll start with a straight dark haired beauty laying face down asleep on the bed to the right of me. The sheet covered half a perfect little…

Day 3 – Monday ****** 9:37 AM Brian stood in the kitchen, leaning against the counter by the coffee maker, waiting for it to finish. “Wow,” Mira said, surprising him by suddenly appearing in the kitchen. “I didn’t think you’d be putting any clothes on until the parents got home.” Brian looked down at his flannel pajama pants, then back to Mira. “Habit, I guess,” he explained, with a grin, “I like your outfit, though.” Mira wasn’t wearing one of her pajama tops or boxers as she usually did. She was wearing a black satin camisole, with some white lace trimming, and matching bikini-cut panties. She blushed and smiled. “Thank…