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One week after my uncle Darrell tore into my asshole for the first time my grandparents left to Vegas for the weekend, leaving us home by ourselves. It was not the first time we were left alone, but it was the first time since our interaction. Anyway, my uncles had planned a small get-together and had some friends over. Our wet bar was never locked and we would always sneak little sips here and there over the years, plus my grandparents never drank so it was just there. My uncles planned to have it out just in case people wanted to drink it. Neither of us were able to buy alcohol so they did what they had to.
“Didn’t I tell you I’d find us a battle?”“Contrariwise, it was me, wasn’t it, who said it.”“Ain’t true!”“Most certainly is!”Alice was still laying beneath the bishop, hoping he wasn’t too badly injured (for despite his betrayal, she didn’t wish any real harm upon him) while listening to two impressively large men armed with what appeared to be very large baby rattles argue.“Logic says otherwise.”“Ouch!” one cried as the other hit him over the head with his rattle.“Ain’t about logic, it’s-““Dee!...
FetishI’d always had a thing about Mrs. Cartwright. There was something sexual about her, but it was impossible for me to explain what exactly. I’d once tried telling some close mates about how she made me feel, but they just laughed. They told me she was way too old for me and probably not very interesting. “She’s into potted plants, for fuck’s sake,” said Stewart, “It doesn’t get much more boring than that!” I figured my friends were probably right, but I still had this thing for her. She was what...
MILFI am Nobody Dauphin To contact dauphin, send an e-mail to [email protected] Sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes. I do my best, but I am not perfect. I hope you like the story despite these. Hi, my name is Alex. Because I smile doesn't mean I am happy. My heart is tearing apart. I feel so trapped. I feel so alone. Nobody knows me for who I am. I am Nobody. I can't cry anymore tears. I can't be brave anymore. I can't be the person...
Once we left the McDonalds, which was quite keen to see two dozen high school kids go, we bundled back into the bus. This was the last leg before the lodge we would be staying at on this school trip. "Good try, but nope," I said, gloating. "You're cheating," my best friend Ruby said. "You can't not be." We'd known each other for forever, and basically followed similar paths through school. Weird kids to cartoon obsessives to card game nerds to general technology obsessives. The only...
Nobody I’m nobody. The woman staring across the sad, flaking grey metal table clearly knew that already. She never bothered asking my name. Just gave a dismissive glance at me as if to try to figure if I had any use at all. Just a raggedy-girl crumpled in the chair in front of her. “Fifteen years. You’re mine for fifteen. If the police had rolled you up, you’d have probably been sentenced to twenty. Maybe gotten parole after six.” “So why fifteen, if it’s six?” I wasn’t even sure I cared...
Eddie was hugging me when I woke up the next morning. While we slept in the same bed, we were too tired to do anything else. The evening on the boat had wiped us out and as hard as we tried, we just weren't into making love. I slipped from under his arm and went to the bathroom. After taking care of my bladder, I jumped into the shower. While I shampooed my hair, Eddie came in and stood in front of the toilet. "Don't you dare flush until I'm finished," I yelled. Eddie laughed and then...
Linda Wright’s seven year old nephew Matthew has been living in her home for a month with her sixteen year old daughter Mary, and her thirteen year old daughter Donna. Along with her loving Christian husband Dan whom she has been happily married to for over twenty years. Linda was very pleased with how well behaved Matthew has been ever since that fateful day in church, where he learned a good lesson, after lying over Miss Calusa’s knee. Matthew has been provided with structure, along with...
He thought nobody had a clue --------------- A man learns that his private fantasies are not as private as he had thought. --------------- Donald sat on the park bench eating his lunch; a ham and cheese sandwich he made himself at home along with a small bag of chips and a can of soda pop. It was summer, so all the kids were out of school. He watched as a bunch of high-school age kids were playing a game of "ultimate" Frisbee; paying particular attention to the lithe young...
After cleaning the boat, I decided to take a shower and lay down before dinner. When I was finished in the head, I slipped on a long tee shirt, went to the master stateroom and stretched out on the bed. I was alone for about a half an hour and almost asleep when I felt someone crawl into bed with me. "You still awake, Little-bit?" Brad asked as he circled my waist with his arm. I rolled onto my back and said, "Sort of." "Are you tired?" Brad said as his hand slid down my stomach to...
It felt good to be home, back in our house and on solid ground. I helped Eddie and Dad unload the van, sorted the dirty clothes and took my suitcase to my room. Once my bag was emptied and everything was put away, I flopped on my bed. After kicking off my boat shoes, I pulled my legs onto the bed and nestled my head into my pillow. I lay quietly for a while, got up and removed my clothes, putting on an old comfy tee shirt. I went out to the living room and sat on the floor, my back against...
Friday 28 November 1952 Our one night together in Brighton began by us meeting as arranged in the concourse of London Bridge railway station, at five in the afternoon to catch the 17.15 train. I had already picked up the first class tickets from the office. There was a freezing pea-souper in London that Friday afternoon in late November and you could barely see a hand in front of your face. As the weather was so bad I left my rented house in Croydon half an hour early so I was waiting for her...
*Author’s Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. CH 1 Other than in the group photograph of the St. Thomas Aquinas graduating seniors, his individual photograph, and the St. Thomas Aquinas Basketball team, there were no photographs of Jack Vogel in the St. Thomas Aquinas yearbook of the school year for 2004-2005. There were a few of his beautiful younger sister, Julie Vogel (she always seemed to be around whenever the two male students on the...
This is a bit of a misleading subdomain on this one, boys and girls. NobodyHome is a forum, not a tube page; I guess they got a good deal on the URL. Either way, it’s one of those popular porn forums that are way down the line on any forum list since it’s all up and coming. It’s new, and there are not many people here, but the high-quality content is just all-over the damn place. I like the shit they share on here. I also like how the forum itself doesn’t have a particular niche. It’s a grab...
Free Cam Girl Video SitesStories of The Relic: The Book of Keilari - Part 3 - The Boy Nobody Wanted By Alexander Kung San Francisco 2010 -Chris' Mind Mind walking was one of the most dangerous of Keliari skills if the mind was a chaotic one. However, Gia felt the risk was well worth it, if only to prove to herself that Christopher was just as bad as all the others that possessed the book. Her skills a bit rusty from lack of use, she appeared 4 feet in the air higher than she wanted and promptly...
HorrorNobody will believe it Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Everyone was doing something, but I kept putting it off until finally, some of the other nurses told me that they had the perfect outfit for me to wear, and no matter what, I would not be out of uniform. I didn't get it until they told me, and while I was still shocked at their suggestion, they told me it would be easy. All I had to do was get a set of clothes, including a white dress, white hose, then, the...
Two games in a row I’d been banged up. I thought about the previous two years, and this one had been far better. Our offensive line had improved and kept me safe most of the year. I knew that when I went to college that would be a major factor in selecting what school I planned to attend. Wherever I went there would always be a chance of injury, but I didn’t want to tempt fate. Each level you went up they were bigger, faster, and stronger, which translated to their hitting much harder. If...
Title: Female submissive Right of Male Dominant Act. Be it Hereby Enacted by Rightica Congress. Preamble: Females are hereby stripped of all rights and privileges given to them in Pre-Rightica territories. Rightica will now be a male dominant country, with Females acting it servitude to the Male cause as necessary and deemed by Male head of house. Legal marriage of Female enacts right of property clause. Section 1: Females are rights and property as well as economical entities and may be...
Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilometre walk with the dog, the sun had been shining, the skies clear. Then apparently from out of nowhere clouds began to rapidly pile up, and...
Background info : I am a bi-sexual young black male, i am mid 20s and i have only had sex with girls but i have always SECRETLY been turned on by guys. Lately my curiosity has turned into and deep sexual urge that is beyond my control.There's this guy: There is this guy that lives below me, VERY sexy he's slim tall, very masculine, he dresses and acts like a thug even though he isn't he has baby dreads, he reminds me of a younger hood version of Micheal ealy( Ricky from barber shoo movie). As...
I sit in Dylan Rey’s hair salon on Tunbridge Wells High Street and stare at my new little black bob.I worried it wouldn’t suit my face, that I wouldn’t be able to manage the upkeep, and that at thirty-six I was too old. Scariest of all, if I didn’t have long hair would I look blokey – the perennial risk for a transgender woman?But it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.A chunky, straight fringe hangs from a small white parting. Neat curtains either side of my face ease into dagger points...
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My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of...
My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of Miss...
SpankingDAY 2, MONDAY I must have got back to sleep at some point, because I awoke to Ruby gently shaking me. "Wake up..." My eyes gradually fluttered open. "Whaat..." "You better get up." Ruby was wearing a loose t-shirt and her panties and nothing else. "You need plenty of time to shower and get dressed before breakfast." I noticed she had her towel under her arm. "Shower?" I asked blearily. "Oh. My. God." Alexis said from across the room. I noticed she was removing a towel she...
DAY 3, TUESDAY I never did quite get back to sleep. But that was okay. It was already 6 AM, there wasn't much point in trying to doze off again. Besides... Not knowing what else to do with it, I'd hidden the Boy's Spirit, Catch! manga in my pillowcase. I eventually weakened, fished it out and grabbed my phone, curling up inside the sleeping bag and using my phone light to illuminate the pages. It was not a comfortable way to read, but I really didn't want to wake the others. ......
The 3-hour drive through appalling winter conditions seemed illogical but somehow I had to escape the city and regain myself in the solitude of the Victorian High Country. I arrived at a small clearing beside a stream and knew that there was nobody around for at least 50 miles. Who would also be stupid enough to camp under these cold wet conditions? Nobody, I reasoned. I set up a large tent; I like headroom, and piled my double mattress with a good supply of blankets and rugs. A small lamp soon...
Riley, the pretty blonde who I had been told was my wife, stayed by me all day. She was working hard to try to jog my memory, and she also made sure I didn't want for anything. Finally, wanting to get some of the questions in the back of my mind taken care of I started to gently ask her about us. "So... we are married then." "Yes. Almost nine years. We met in college... you were my... first." "Your first?" She blushed red. Actually I thought it made her look sweet and...
FOR YOUR HOT WIFE Ok I'm not sure where to begin I might as well start 8 years ago. I met my current fiancee at the grocery store we were both working at in Oklahoma. I was new in town, from California, I was 19 and she was 17,inexpierienced. I remember the first time that I saw her..she was tiny, only 4'11, roughly 90lbs., beautiful blue eyes and (innocent) tight little body. I knew I wanted her and after awhile she wanted me. I believe it took 3-4 months before she gave in and...
Introduction: 100 percent true story LONG TERM SATISFACTION FOR YOUR HOT WIFE Ok Im not sure where to begin I might as well start 8 years ago. I met my current fiancee at the grocery store we were both working at in Oklahoma. I was new in town, from California, I was 19 and she was 17,inexpierienced. I remember the first time that I saw her..she was tiny, only 411, roughly 90lbs., beautiful blue eyes and (innocent) tight little body. I knew I wanted her and after awhile she wanted me. I...
Nydia's boots made a rather strange sound as I plunged my cock into her ass from behind. Ninve wasn't kidding about her fetish for wearing them, not that I had any complaints. It was funny to know that this proper Mormon girl had such naughty fantasies and ideas, but she did so, much to my delight. I wouldn't want a serious deal with her, however, since she could be such a bitch at times and a real hypocrite about the whole religion and morals BS. Still, her ass was delightfully tight and...
March 9, 1985, McKinley, Ohio On Saturday morning, Clarissa and I had breakfast together at Doctor Blahnik’s house where we were both staying during break. I’d slept at the dorm the previous night because it didn’t officially close until Saturday at noon. I had walked over from the dorm, made my toast with jam and sliced a grapefruit, then poured a glass of grapefruit juice and joined Clarissa at the kitchen table where she was eating bacon and pancakes with maple syrup. “How are things at...
I heard giggling and woke up. It was still dark in the salon, but I could see Erin and Frank as they scurried to the door leading to the cockpit. "What time is it Erin?" I asked, sitting up and trying to adjust to the darkness. "Four o'clock," Erin said. "Why did you to get up so early?" Erin told Frank to wait a minute, came over to me and whispered, "We've been up all night, Jen. Frank and I have been making love all night." I giggled. "You two are going to be beat...
The next week seemed to drag as I waited for Sunday and the chance to go fishing with my brother and the others. I was glad we were going to have the Gordon's along to teach us, but I also would liked it if it was just the family so I could go topless. My brother and I ran every morning before school. I started leaving my bedroom door open a lot more and would get all giddy when Eddie saw me prancing around in my underwear or naked. Because we were so busy with school and sports, my brother...
I wasn't all that interested in the movie and decided to have a little fun. I started to rub Brad's leg, slowly working my way from his knee to his crotch and back. Brad slipped the arm he had on my shoulders down, cupped my boob and began to massage it through my top. I slid my hand over his hard cock and squeezed it through his cotton shorts, moving my fingers along its length. "Are you playing with my brother's dick?" Kathy asked, giggling. "Yeah and he's playing with my tit," I...
one week end my and her parents both had to go out of town. so we told each other where we were going and we both were going to the same beach, and were staying at the same hotal i was on the 5th floor she on the 6th. when our parents would leave. we went to each others rooms and made out. well one day i went over and she was naked watching porn on the tv. she told me to sit down by her so i did. she started to p;ay with her self and i got hard watching...
This can either go as a stand-alone story or become a series, is completely up to you. Please give me your thoughts about it on the comments section. *I’m not a native English speaker, so there may be mistakes within the text. If anyone is kind enough to point them out to me so I can correct them, I’ll be very grateful. **All the characters in this story are over 18 years old. ****** Love Hurts "Really, Alex. Being honest. I..." She blushed beautifully and looked down, ashamed, but...
"Bras are required at all times on all Titshurt wives!" Preston excused himself during lunch, telling Tara he had left his wallet in one of the bags and needed to go to their room to retrieve it. That's funny, Tara thought when he was gone. He drove all the way from California with his driver's license in the trunk? That doesn't sound like Preston. Tara began looking around the ornate hotel restaurant, and noticed that the only other female patrons were, like she and Danielle, lovely...
"Don't you have any regular bras? Bras that don't torture my breasts?" "I'm beginning to lose patience with you, Mrs. Brinks," Sheriff Williams scolded as she hurried across Main Street toward him, her wobbling jugs still unfettered by a bra. "But I went back to the hotel room to get a bra out of my suitcase, and all of them were gone! All of them! Someone broke into our room, and stole nothing but my bras!" The sheriff's expression changed from anger to alarm. "Stolen? Right...
"Oh, why are they doing this to the wives of Titshurt?" Well, Brandi was right. Tara had to change bras all the time - sometimes more than once an hour - to exchange one type of breast-torment for another. "This is ridiculous," Tara complained to her husband as they followed the real estate agent in their Aston Martin. She squirmed in the passenger seat from the agony provided by a bra which was designed with straps to keep her boobs squished against each other. "This is a ridiculous...
"If you think the Titshurt bras are bad... you're going to hate the next twenty minutes!" The couple found a house they liked the next day, and Tara spent the afternoon shopping for furniture while Preston met with a landscaping contractor. There were other stores in Titshurt than the ones on main street, and Tara shopped for furniture, lighting, rugs and decorations. (The town's valley was limited to commerce and government, and all the residents lived in private homes in the hills...
"Hmmm. Black high heels for the little-titted brunettes, and white high heels for the big-boobed blondes... and all of us naked!" And Tara did read that night - every word of the pamphlet which explained the laws of Titshurt to new residents. Twice. Much of what Tara read in that pamphlet, she already knew, having learned it the hard way. She read that she had to wear a bra 24 hours a day within the Titshurt town limits (which included the residential districts on the surrounding hills),...
"Let's keep it moving, girls! Come on, up and down, in and out... get that nasty cum out of those cocks, and onto your tits where it belongs!" The stiff-dicked husbands sat down on the edge of the circular pit, each one in front of his wife. "Hi, Preston," Tara said, smiling and nodding in the direction of his erection. "What are you going to do with that?" "He's going to titfuck you," Danielle answered for him, already running her own jugs up and down the length of her...
"Sometimes a girl needs a little variety in her boob-abuse, or she starts to get restless... even a little rambunctious." The following week was wonderful for Tara. She found she could take any amount of boob-abuse, as long as she thought about how much fun she would be having at the next town meeting. Sure, she had the same expression of patient discomfort on her face as the other Titshurt wives (and she really did not want another session of humiliating breast-punishment in Sheriff...
"She didn't want to have anything to do with that cock. He just shoved her down there, stuck it in her mouth... and fucked." Tara happened to park her car right next to Danielle's, and the two women hurried to get in line. "Wow, Tara, you outdid everyone in the slut department tonight!" Danielle exclaimed, and she was right. Tara was wearing nothing but her too-tight porn-star platform heels, a punishment-bra and a white T-shirt that almost covered her bare ass and pussy. "I wanted...
"Final tally, Tara Brinks, 147 million dollars; Preston Brinks, whatever is left over." Well, as you can tell from the end of Chapter 9, Tara's plan didn't keep her from getting a load of Armand McCarthy's cock-sauce up her ass. But she did succeed in getting Preston fired. Armand was waiting for Preston after the town meeting, and when the couple got to their car, Armand told Preston he was fired, and why. (But he didn't tell Preston how he knew, for which Tara was grateful.) Tara...
Why hadn’t she put her little purse back in her handbag? Hayley was so angry with herself, so angry with everything, she wanted to scream. He’d planned the perfect weekend, she was so looking forward to it, and she was screwing it up. She had taken her little clutch out of her handbag to pay for the lunch delivery, and why had she not put it back? To make matters so much worse, she hadn’t realized it until she’d gotten all the way to London Bridge and was standing in line for the train...
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FetishYou are sleeping in your bed, having a great dream about you and Angelina Jolie in a very swanky hotel in Venice, having wild sex on the balcony, overlooking the canals. The dream ends. You think you hear a tiny little voice say, "And sprinkle this one good. I think Peter and Wendy need something to break the logjam. This one will do nicely." In your sleep-stupor, you open one eye a bit and see a glowing moth hovering over your bed. The moth's body looks strangely like a person. Then you go...
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The sky looked like somebody had taken a white pebble board, masked it off, put some ultramarine blue in a thin wash, then dropped some Payne's grey into it. The close foreground of the sky was a dark and angry mixture of blue and grey; almost black, fading into a soft grey at the tops of the trees in the distant. The hunter green trees bled into the sky, creating an image of incoming rain in the distance. About a third of the way up from the bottom of the painting, silver over red greyhound...
Mrs. Jackson’s pussy was a smoldering mess since her husband returned to England a few weeks ago. She paced around her bedroom and kept glancing at her phone. Last Saturday night Katie volunteered a shift at the soup kitchen. She was dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a blouse as the sexy mother fought the feelings erupting inside of her as multiple men stared at her. Some of the vagrants complimented her as they walked past her about how nice she looked that evening. Their admiration...
Getting dressed was harder than I expected, mostly because I was harder than expected. I’d never wondered before why so many young girls wore black tights for three solid months every winter, I’d just enjoyed it. But after squeezing into my smashing pair of forest-green leggings, I knew why. It was, by far, the most comfortable thing I’d ever put on. Sure, I’d needed to use an available pair of scissors to cut out a nice oval through which my unit could dangle, but aside from that, they were...