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I wanted her the moment she walked into the bar. After driving all day on my way to visit some old friends in western Massachusetts, I decided to get a drink then head back to the sleazy motel down the road and get up early. The shabby bar was empty except for the bald headed bartender with a pot belly and a drunk with his head down on the table, holding an empty shot glass. The head of a deer with huge antlers hung from the wall over the bar. We were in the middle of nowhere, so I was surprised when this sexy young woman walked in wearing tight faded jeans, an old jean jacket embroidered with bright colored beads on the sleeves and carried a small green backpack. She had an exotic, hippie look about her.

Our eyes met as soon as she entered, and a slight smile flickered on her lips before she looked away. I guessed she was in her early thirties--maybe ten or so years younger than me--short, about five two or three, with shoulder length auburn hair, fair skin, high cheekbones and dangling earrings. When she sat down at the other end of the bar, she glanced at me with that slight, playful smile, then looked away when the bartender asked her what she wanted.

“A Dirty Martini, please.” She opened her green backpack and took out her cellphone but glance again at me before scrolling.

“Put it on my tab,” I said to the bartender and glanced back at her.

She nodded and smiled her thank you, then surprised me when she got up, walked over and sat on the stool next to me. I could not believe how her tight jeans hugged her ass, legs and hips. She put her small backpack on the floor and smiled. I returned the smile, noticing her dimples and green eyes.

“Thanks, mister, mind if I join you. My name’s Megan.”

“Not at all, my name’s Jonathan, but people call me Jon.” I took a sip of my Jack Daniels.

“Hi, Jon, nice name.”

Our eyes met again and she gave me that slight, intriguing smile as if she was interested in something happening.

When her drink came she picked it up and we clicked glasses. “Here’s to luck!”

“I’ll drink to that.” I lifted my glass to hers then took another sip.

She put her glass down and stirred the drink with her red polished index finger, then sucked it slowly and gazed into my eyes. “Mmm, that’s so good. I love martinis.”

This woman’s hot, I thought, feeling the sexual energy between us growing rapidly, and suddenly appreciated her toast to luck and her sucking and licking her finger.

“So what are you doing here?” she asked then took another sip from her drink.

“I’m on my way to visit some old friends but needed to stop. I’m at the motel down the road.”

“Nice. I’m on my way home from a conference and thought I'd stop, too. I’m probably at the same motel you are… hmmm…serendipity.” She took another sip from her drink, then picked up the olive out of her glass, placed it in her mouth, rolled it around and continued looking at me with that slight, sexy smile on her lips before swallowing it.

“You look interesting, like you think a lot. What do you do?” she asked, suggestively licking her lips after swallowing the olive.

“I’m a writer—novels, poetry, short stories.”

“Cool. I like your blue eyes. Eyes tell a lot about a guy and I like beards.” She glanced at my trimmed beard, then back at my eyes.

“Thanks,” I took another sip of my drink. Both of us gazed at each other as if exploring a new territory and enjoying the landscape.

“So, where’s home?” I asked and finished my Jack Daniels, then motioned to the bartender for another one.

“New York. Where are you from?”

“Maine.”

“Oh, I was in Maine once a few years back...beautiful. I loved it.” She finished her martini, smacking her lips, “Mmm, that was good. I could go for another one.” She looked at me just as the bartender put down my glass. I pointed to hers. “She’ll take another one.”

“Thanks, Jon.” She took off her jean jacket and dropped it on top of her small backpack on the floor and revealed a skimpy, black tank top that could barely contain her impressive breasts. Damn she’s not wearing a bra. I moaned silently when I saw her nipples making little peaks on her tight tank top which immediately caused my cock to bulge.

She smiled knowing where I was looking, then glanced down and saw the outline of my cock straining my snug jeans. Neither of us said anything, but her smile told me what she was thinking.

When her martini came, we clicked glasses again, took sips and looked into each other's eyes. I wonder if she’s thinking what I’m thinking.

She rotated on her bar stool, faced me and sat with her legs spread apart so that I could see the seam of her faded tight jeans pressed into her pussy. I faced her too, my legs spread apart and she could see my bulging cock straining to break out of my jeans.

She lifted her martini to her mouth and took another sip, while I did the same with my drink. Our eyes gazed at each other over the rims of our glasses, both of us getting drunk, our lust growing, our inhibitions fading.

“So what do you do in New York?” I asked, swirling my drink, letting the ice cubes clink.

“I’m a professor at NYU and write articles on feminism and other women issues. I’m in the Women’s Studies Department.”

“So, are you a strident feminist?”

“I am, very strident. In fact several hours ago I delivered a paper at the conference on the exploitation of the professional woman in a man’s world and was dressed in handsome pants suit, my hair in a tight bun, wearing my classy glasses.” She then glanced over at the bartender whose back was to us, and then surprised me when she reached forward, placing her hand on my cock and started to rub. “Mmmm…nice.”

I put my hand on top of her hand as she rubbed my cock, surprised at her aggressiveness. I also glanced at the back of the bartender.

“Are all feminists as aggressive as you?”

“I don’t know about others. We’re not suppose to let ourselves be sexual objects and that’s what I teach and write about, you know, professional equality, how to handle sexual harassment, how to maintain female dignity in the workplace and not be exploited.”

As she leaned forward, biting her lower lip, rubbing my cock, I could see her cleavage and nipples and with my other hand reached forward and started rubbing one of her tits with the palm of my hand, squeezing it, hearing her moan again… “mmm, I like that.”

“So you’re a professional feminist?”

“I am, but if my students and readers could see me now, they’d be shocked.”

“Why?”

She chuckled and snickered. “Because I shouldn’t be in a bar like this in the middle of nowhere dressed in tight jeans and a tight shirt wanting to get laid.”

“Then why are you?”

“Because I’m tired of all the bullshit, I mean a lot of what I teach is important for young women to know, but sometimes I get really horny and just want to fuck and forget all that crap and get out of my head.”

“Interesting.” I liked how she spoke and her blunt honesty was getting me hotter.

“Yeah, sometimes I just want to be a slut and shove all that intellectual crap out the door and just be taken, let myself go.”

“So how do you do that?”

“I find places like this where no one knows me--dress the way I know men like, let my hair loose and I become the sexy woman I am underneath the intellectual bullshit--you know, the putting on a face to meet the faces that you meet like Eliot says in that J. Alfred Prufrock poem.”

“I know what you mean, Megan, you want to live your erotic fantasies, not just fantasize. You don’t want to always be prudent like Prufrock.”

“Right and that’s why I sometimes stop in places like this where no one knows me to see if I can find a guy whose on the same page as me.” She smiled, took a sip of her martini and looked into my eyes. “Like you.”

“What do you mean, like me?”

“I saw how you looked at me when I came in. You looked cool, and I knew you wanted to fuck me and I said to myself, ‘Jackpot.’”

“Jackpot,” I repeated, chuckling.

“Yeah, I knew I was going to score--get what I was looking for.”

“Is that so?” I glanced at the back of the bartender and moved my hand to the inside of her thigh and slowly slid it up closer to her crotch while she rubbed my bulging cock. “I think we both hit the jackpot.”

“I think you’re right.” She bit her lower lip, gazed into my eyes and rubbed my cock through my jeans while my hand continued moving up her thigh. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “You’re getting me so fucking wet.”

Just then the bartender went into a backroom, leaving us alone at the bar. I cupped her pussy with the palm of my hand, pressing harder against her crotch. She pushed her pelvis forward so that I could rub her harder.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, softly and then again, a little louder, thrusting her crotch against my hand. “Oh fuck!” she moaned again, biting her lower lip harder, our eyes locked on each other.

“Let’s finish our drinks and get out of here,” I said.

“Cool!” She wrapped her fingers tightly around my hard cock through my jeans. “You’ve got something I want.”

We both finished our drinks and I threw a twenty on the bar and we were out of there, both of us drunk and wobbly as we left.

Except for a beat up pick up truck, our cars were the only ones in the dark parking lot. The red neon sign in the bar’s window blinked on and off, casting an eerie red glow on the gravel. As we approached my car, I suddenly pushed her hard against my car door and we kissed, devouring each others tongues. I grabbed her ass and pulled her against my hard cock, and we started grinding and humping each other, our tongues swirling madly. She grabbed my ass and pulled me against her. Our hungry bodies humped and slammed against each other harder, our mouths and tongues almost hurting from the force of our kissing. Suddenly, we released each other’s mouths, gasping for air but continued the grinding and humping, looking into each other’s hungry eyes. She lowered herself slightly, arching her back and spread her legs wider apart, and started moving her tight jean covered pussy up and down my hard, throbbing cock like it was a pole in a strip joint.

“This feels so good, mister.”

I grabbed her ass with both hands squeezing and loving how the thin tight denim strained against the firm roundness of her ass.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” she cried out, humping her pussy harder and harder. “I’m going to cum. Oh baby, baby fuck me, fuck me, fuck me… oh, yes, yes…don’t fucking stop, don’t stop…oh, fuck I’m cumming in my pants. I can’t stand it. I’m fucking cumming!”

Her whole body shuddered. Her words made me pound her harder. “Oh baby, I need your cock in me. I need it. Let’s get in the car. I need you to fuck me.”

Luckily it was a late autumn night. Except for the red neon light, the parking lot was dark and there was no traffic on the desolate road. I opened the back door and she got in and lay down on her back, kicking off her sandals, squirming out of her jeans as fast as she could while I lowered mine then pulled her jeans over her feet. I removed her soaked panties, threw them on the floor then got into the car on my knees while she placed one leg on the back of the seat, the other on the floor with her pussy wide open. She lifted her arms and reached out for me.

“Come on, I want that big cock! Fuck me hard! I’m safe--don’t worry.”

Her horny and reassuring words drove me insane and I opened her with one hard thrust.

“I’m safe too--had a vasectomy.”

I pulled out and rammed my cock harder. “You’re so tight! Fuck me! Take my cock, you little slut!”

“Yeah! Talk dirty to me! Make me your slut!”

She lifted her ass off the seat and met my thrusts. I could not believe my ears, her words inspiring me to fuck her harder and get raunchy.

“Come on, fuck me you little slut! Give me your tight cunt!”

“Yeah, fuck your whore! Give it to me harder. Harder!” She lifted her ass and arched her back. “Fuck me harder, you fucking bastard! Give it to me! Give it to me!”

“Take it! Take it!”

I sensed she was on the verge of exploding and felt her whole body tensing and trembling. Her pussy gripped my hard cock. “Oh my god, I’m cumming. I’m cumming!”

Her delirious words urged me to pound her like a piston faster and harder. Suddenly, she exploded in a huge orgasm, screaming her head off, her pussy squeezing my cock causing my orgasm to hit like a freight train roaring through me.

Not caring where we were, our loud voices filled my car as ecstatic convulsions swept over us, and we both erupted in huge overwhelming orgasms before I collapsed on her.

She wrapped her strong legs around my back, her arms tight around my shoulders, pulling me even deeper; her pussy still clutching my deflated cock. I lay heavily on her in the back seat of my car, both of us completely spent, desperate for air, sweating, feeling the August heat. I loved my cock nestled in her warm wet pussy.

Megan kept her legs wrapped around my back, trapping my cock in her and holding me to her with her strong legs and arms and panting heavily.

“Oh baby I want more. I want to fuck you all night. I’m insatiable.”

“Insatiable, are you?”

“Yes, I love to fuck!” She looked up at me while I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy and looked at her wild hair splayed on the backseat of my car and thought about her being a college teacher, a feminist who taught young women to be on guard against being exploited.

“Good! Let’s get going. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”

We quickly got dressed and noticed the lights in the bar were out and the neon sign was turned off. We both looked up at the stars then at each other.

“Nice night.” I looked up at the sparkling sky and then at her.

“Very.” She smiled then gazed into my eyes.

“I love looking at the stars.”

“Me too.” She bumped my hip with hers. “Let’s go.”

She dashed to her car and I got into mine and she followed me to the Lakeside Motel which was five minutes away from the bar. The neon sign on the motel office was on with the blue letter L blinking. The office was dark. It had to be past midnight.

Megan pulled up alongside of my car and we parked at the far end of the motel. We walked quickly to my room and as soon as I opened the door, she squirmed by me, her round luscious ass straining her tight jeans. I had left a lamp on. When I entered and closed the door, she took her jeans jacket off and tossed it on the floor, her eyes on me like I was prey.

“So how do you like your feminist slut?” She walked towards me.

“I like how aggressive you are.”

“You do, do you?” She stood in front of me, her eyes gazing into mine.

I couldn’t believe how beautiful and sexy she looked with her reddish hair still messed up, her tight, faded jeans molded to her body, her tits straining her black tank top, and how her intense, hungry eyes looked at me. She was a fantasy come true and I could not believe my luck at meeting this sexy hot woman in the middle of nowhere, strangers in the night. With our eyes locked on each other and her hand on my chest, she pushed me hard against the door then grabbed my balls in the palm of her hand.

“So you’re a college teacher and a feminist,” I somehow managed to say, surprised that I was able to get hard after after our wildness in my car.

“Right, but not tonight.” She smiled then lowered herself to her knees and unzipped my jeans. I looked down at her as she held my throbbing cock in her hand and watched her start licking the tip with her tongue. She looked up at me with those hungry green eyes as she licked. Her hand gripped my cock, while her warm, wet tongue moved up and down the length of my shaft like it was a lollipop and forced me to lean against the door and just give in to what she was doing to me.

She slid her mouth over the full length of my cock, swallowing me then moved her hot mouth up and down, slow at first, then faster as her hunger grew. The soft slurping sounds she made devouring my cock made me grab the back of her head and thrust into her hot mouth, fucking her harder and harder with each thrust.

I watched my cock going in and out of her round wet mouth. Her hands grabbed my ass as I pumped harder, my cock swelling in her mouth. Sensing I was about to explode, she moved her mouth faster, deeper, hungrier, slurping and moaning as she took me over the edge. I was on the verge of exploding.

“Suck my cock! Suck it!” I looked down at her head, my hands pulling her hair while her mouth moved faster and faster up and down, swallowing my swollen cock as I fucked her hot mouth. Suddenly, my orgasm hit and my erupting cock filled her mouth with gush after gush of cum dribbling down her chin as she gobbled up all she could.

My cock popped out of her mouth and I slid down to the floor, unable to stand after that intense release. She leaned back and smiled with my hot cum on her lips and chin. I sat on the green carpeted floor with my back against the door, my legs straight out, my cock hanging limply, and Megan kneeling between my legs, breathing heavily. After a breathless moment, she crawled closer, lifted my cock and continued licking the remains of cum, moaning as she licked.

“Told you I’m insatiable,” she said, looking up at me with her cum covered tongue on my cock.

“You are, are you?” I smiled. “Well get ready to beg me to stop when I fuck your brains out.”

“Oh, yeah, you think you can handle me.”

“I know I can.” Then with a sudden burst of energy I stood up and roughly pulled her to her feet, shoved her to the bed, unbuttoning her jeans at the same time. I pushed her onto her back, quickly pulling her jeans off, getting her to squirm out of them. She didn’t have her panties on. They were probably still in the back of my car. Her legs were spread apart. I grabbed her ankles as I got down on my knees on the floor, placing her legs over my shoulders. Wanting to drive her crazy, I licked the inside of her soft, smooth thigh just below her pussy, teasing her, moving my tongue from one thigh to the other, licking her on both sides of her pussy, but not touching where I know she wanted my tongue.

“Stop teasing me! Stop teasing me!” She grabbed my hair, then lifted her body, arched her back and screamed, “Eat me! Stop teasing me you fucking bastard!”

I knew we were in for a night of hot raunchy fucking and that both of us were on the same page--two strangers meeting in the middle of nowhere, casting all inhibitions out the window and letting our lust take over. We were wild animals.

I gently touched her pussy lips with the tip of my tongue and felt her fingers pulling my hair, wanting more. My tongue, like a feather, tickled her wet pussy lips, barely touching her, as it moved slowly up and down. I pulled my tongue away then touched her pussy a little harder, loving the taste and smell of her dripping pussy before licking her harder with the flat of my tongue. I spread her legs wider apart, lapping up her juices, and moved my tongue from her ass hole to her clit, putting more and more pressure with each swipe, causing her to writhe and whimper, “Oh, baby, that’s so good, eat me, eat me, oh, baby, don’t stop, oh, yes, yes, don’t stop!”

She pushed her pussy harder against my tongue and pulled my hair, forcing my tongue to go deeper. She was the wildest, hungriest woman I had ever fucked.

“Oh, yeah! Do that! Do that!”

Lifting her ass off the bed, she fucked my tongue and it was all I could do to hold her as she shuddered violently and climaxed in another wild, overwhelming orgasm.

Quickly, I tore off my jeans and climbed back onto the bed between her wide open legs. Her wild screaming and writhing got me so hot I couldn’t stand it and had to ram my cock into her pussy and fuck her as hard as I could. I knew I wanted to drive her crazy and beg me to stop. Suddenly, I pounced on her, thrusting as hard as I could, and opened her pussy with the power of my cock. Pounding her harder and harder, I heard the headboard banging against the wall.

She moved her hands to my ass, her body writhing, squirming, lifting, desperately wanting me to fuck her hard and let her cum. In her madness, she took her hands from my ass and grabbed the top of my head and forced me to suck her tits harder.

Sensing she was about to explode again, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and took my mouth off of her nipples.

“Don’t stop! No! No! No! Don’t stop! Don’t do this to me!” She looked up at me with pleading, desperate eyes and shouted, “Keep fucking me! Let me cum!”

I looked down at her and smiled into her eyes, loving how hungry and desperate she looked, but I was determined to tease and play with her until she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“You’re a slut, aren’t you?”

“Yeah! I’m a slut! Fuck me! Fuck this slut! Fuck me!” she shouted, throwing all of her feminism out the window.

I gripped her round ass as she lifted herself and I drove her back to the bed.

“Oh, God! I can’t stand this! This is too much!”

Suddenly I felt her body tensing, trembling, quivering then she convulsed in a huge orgasm, “Oh, Fuck! I’m cumming!” She kept fucking me harder, her cum pouring all over my cock while she shrieked, “Oh, fuckkkkk! Oh fuccckkkkkkkk!” Her body shook violently as another huge wave swept over her and she wailed even louder. And that made me fuck her harder.

No words were necessary. Our hungry eyes and sounds said it all. Talk about rough, raunchy fucking--this was it--nothing could be wilder, lustier.

I had never fucked anyone this hard, or with such complete wild abandon. We were both savage fucking animals, overflowing with raw, primal lust.

I could feel cum boiling in my balls, my cock swelling and knew I was going to explode any minute as I fucked her like a jackhammer.

“Oh, give it to me! Give it to me!”

“I’m cumming!” I yelled, my cock swelling, my rising orgasm making me thrust harder and faster. Suddenly, I erupted like hot lava from a volcano and screamed louder than ever, “Oh, fuck I’m cumming!”

I felt her whole body trembling, shaking, then exploding as we climaxed together in huge overwhelming orgasms, then collapsed heavily on the bed with my cock buried deep in her pussy. I lay on top of her, panting and gasping, both of us unable to budge. We lay there limply on the drenched sheets, our bodies wet with each other’s cum and sweat, wallowing in the warm afterglow of our orgasms.

Finally, I found the strength to lift my head and look at her. Our eyes met. We smiled.

“Hi Stranger,” she said, a slight smile on her lips.

“Hi there,” I smiled back, looking at her.

“I guess this could be called two ships passing in the night.”

“Or two ship-wrecks.” I chuckled then rolled her onto her side and got behind her as we spooned. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her shoulder then moved her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck. We were both quiet, loving the warmth of our bodies.

After a few quiet moments, she lifted her head and turned to look at me, “It’s not easy being me.”

“Oh? What do you mean?”

“Well, you know. I really believe what I teach about women being independent and not being subservient.”

“That’s good. You shouldn’t be subservient. I agree with that.”

“Yeah, but when you looked at me in the bar and I looked at you, I liked how you looked at me.”

“Well you looked pretty sexy. How could I not look at you? I wanted you the moment I saw you.”

“I know and I liked that. I liked how you looked at me. I felt sexy.” She turned in my arms and faced me.

“I could tell you liked it when you smiled. I was surprised to see you walk into that bar.”

She took a deep breath. “When I left that conference I changed out of my slick professional clothes--you know black pants, a white blouse, a maroon vest, my hair in a tight bun, my classy horn-rimmed glasses hanging on a thin chain, heels--very professional, but I couldn’t wait to get them off and put on those tight jeans, let my hair down, put on that tight tank top and get the hell out of there--not just out of that fancy hotel they put me up in, but out of being miss know it all college professor. I wanted to get laid. I was far away from anyone who knows me and wanted to be free--free to fuck someone just for the hell of it--a one night stand.”

“Interesting,” I said, nodding. “I know what you mean--there’s a whole other side of you that you hide.”

“Right, I love teaching and I believe women have to be strong and independent, but sometimes I get so fucking horny and just want to get laid and be a slut and let this other part of me out.”

“So that’s why you said it’s hard to be me. You feel something is wrong with you because you have this other side of you.”

“Right, I love to fuck.”

“Good. I think that’s healthy, there’s nothing wrong with you, Megan.”

She looked at me then turned, putting her arms around my shoulders, rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her, spreading her legs so that my limp cock pressed against her pussy. I looked into her eyes and smiled and thought how beautiful, sexy and vulnerable she was, opening her self to me and sharing her inner turmoil.

“We’re sexual beings,” I said. “The drive to fuck is powerful, but it gets so suppressed by our culture’s phony morality.”

“Believe me I know. My dad’s a minister and is head of the Theology Department at Columbia. I had to walk the straight and narrow, pushed to do well in school and here I am a college professor, thirty three years old, teaching Women’s Studies, but then I like sneaking to watch porn. I have all kinds of toys to get off on and I like finding places where no one knows me--looking for action.”

“I think you’re being honest. You have a right to get what you need, there’s no right or wrong as long as you aren’t hurting someone or yourself. In fact, you’re hurting yourself more when you hide who you are.”

As I lay on her, my cock pressed against her pussy, she put her hands on my ass and started squirming under me. “I like you,” she said, smiling, her dimples showing.

“I like you too. I’m glad we met.”

“I knew we were on the same page when I saw you,” she said, a slight smile on her lips.

I nodded. “Funny how people communicate without words--just a look.” I leaned forward and kissed her gently, loving the soft warmness of her lips on mine.

“Let’s get some sleep, mister. I think it’s going to be nice waking up with you in the morning.”

“I do too.” I kissed her again then slid off of her body.

“Excuse me,” she said then got up, grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste from her backpack and went into the bathroom. I followed. I grabbed mine and we brushed our teeth together, looking at each other in the mirror, surprised at how intimate brushing teeth together can be. When we got back in bed, I pulled the covers up over us, feeling the warmth of her body, her head on my shoulder, both of us quiet, thinking.

“Do you believe in destiny?” she asked. “Do you think it was fate that we met like this?”

“No, it was just luck--just a coincidence that we both ended up in the same bar. You wanting to get laid and me being in the right place at the right time. We saw each other and our lust took over. It wasn’t destiny. There’s no explanation.”

“Really?”

“Really,” I answered. “Our meeting is nothing the universe planned. It was just a random coincidence--but I’m glad it happened.”

“Me, too,” she said, turning her head towards me. We kissed and smiled.

“Let’s get some sleep,” I said.

“Yes, let’s. See you in the morning.”

“Yes, I think tomorrow is going to be a wonderful day,” I said, kissing her lips and we fell asleep in each others arms.

(to be continued)

 

 

 

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What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...

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Athena 1

Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...

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Athena Ch 01

There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...

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