Mr Miller
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I’m not sure how long Mr. Miller left me alone in that room. It was afternoon when he had finished fucking me, and I could see the sun starting to go down. In the time I’d been alone I’d gone from panting at the door wanting him to come back to crying on the bed ashamed of being used like I had been. I was so confused. Could Mr. Miller be right? Was I really just a nasty little slut who liked being raped? Was it even rape anymore? I’d sucked his cock willingly and played with myself...
Introduction: This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape — Its fantasy. I didnt know how long Id been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, Id told my parents I was spending the weekend with my friends the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all...
I didn’t know how long I’d been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, I’d told my parents I was spending the weekend with my ‘friends’ the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all over, my cunt and ass were sore. I started to cry as I remembered last night, how Mr....
I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were talking kinda low, but I did manage to hear them saying some stuff about...
Wife LoversHere is a genuine short-hair brunette with nice big boobs and delicious shaved mature cunt. Well, I’m ready to give you an account about the most exciting moment in my lifetime, an unforgettable incident with Aunt Miller. My name is Marcos, 20 yo, currently living in South America, in Pereira, Colombia. This story isn’t a castle in the sky, but an authentic one, a genuine event that occurred to me. I’ve always been attracted to my aunt Miller, and she has caused me to jerk off so many times...
Incest(Disclaimer : Complete fiction. Contains mock daddy/daughter roleplay.)After highschool, I was at a complete loss of what to do with my life. I didn't head straight to college as most newly graduated adults do, but instead picked up a job as a babysitter for some of the neighborhood families. Eventually, I more or less became a nanny to one family in particular. They were a newly-wed couple, both beautiful in their own right - I admit I was rather jealous of Lisa Miller. She was slim and...
La profesora Miller y las dos vecinitasHe visto un anuncio por Internet y una profesora que dice llamarse Señorita Miller da clase de inglés en una casa en mi barrio. Es por la mañana, llamo al telefonillo, me responde una voz con acento pero se la entiende el español, subo al piso, llamo a la puerta, de repente se abre y la veo, ella debe de tener unos cuarenta y tantos, lleva una falda muy ajustada con la cintura alta, una blusa blanco satén y unos tacones altos, es rubia y lleva...
La profesora Miller y sus dos vecinitasHe visto un anuncio por Internet y una profesora que dice llamarse Señorita Miller da clase de inglés en una casa en mi barrio. Es por la mañana, llamo al telefonillo, me responde una voz con acento pero se la entiende el español, subo al piso, llamo a la puerta, de repente se abre y la veo, ella debe de tener unos cuarenta y tantos, lleva una falda muy ajustada con la cintura alta, una blusa blanco satén y unos tacones altos, es rubia y lleva...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box. I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Wife LoversGillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card—with a crisp new C-note in it—to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box—I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
I turned forty five today and decided to write my life story or at least a chapter of my life. I called it “The Unleashing of Sara Miller”. It was all about what happened at a point in my life that caused my life to quickly spiral downward and take a turn to a place no one had expected. I got caught up in a life that I thought I had left behind well before I met my husband of twenty fife years, David. I had suppressed so much of that part of my life that it all exploded and resurrected itself...
EroticIntroduction: The saga continues Id been working at Mr. Millers for almost six months now loving every minute of being his personal slut. Ever since hed raped me then gotten my father to let me come help him out around his farm Id been coming to stay every weekend. Id had a birthday, and was fourteen now. My brown hair had grown to my shoulders because Mr. Miller likes long hair, my green eyes were still bright and even though my tits had grown out of my 32B cup they werent quite at a C yet so...
Introduction: The saga continues When I came too after my first multi fuck I was still in the dark room Mr. Miller had brought me to in the dance club. I was naked and covered in cum. I heard soft moaning and looked around. Mr. Miller was sitting on the couch and Ginger was between his legs sucking his long hard cock slowly in and out of her mouth. As I watched I felt my nipples harden, and my cunt get wet from my own juices. I must have made a noise because Mr. Miller looked over at me and...
PRELUDE Shannon's body moved slowly in the seat, responding to every little touch, each caress. She didn't know which was the slowest ... his mouth exploring the inside of her trembling thighs as it moved up from her knees or the excruciatingly slow descent of her soaked thong being drawn down her legs. When they met half way he didn't ignore either one. Instead, he licked and kissed his way around the flimsy garment, taking time to enjoy the soaked lace by gently rubbing his face in it....
Katie and I had been friends ever since we were babies. We lived in a small town, where there was really nothing much to do, so she and I spent virtually all our free time together growing up. There was no secrecy between us. We literally knew everything about each other. We had grown up swimming in the creek and had only started wearing suits when our parents, for some reason, decided we were too big to see each other naked any more. I remember we talked about that when it happened. We thought...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, Id finally grown but only an inch, I was now 49 not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just fourteen. Id heard my mother say, when she thought I couldnt hear, that it...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series After almost a year of being Mr. Millers little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they...
‘I can’t do it Sarge.’ ‘Goddamn it Bobby, put the fuckin’ cuffs on. You know the drill, now put ’em on.’ I ordered. ‘But Sarge…’ he said, trying not to offend me. ‘Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I’ll do it myself,’ taking Bobby’s cuffs from his trembling hands. Bobby’s a good kid, I’ve known him most of his life. He’s going to make a fine cop someday, he’s just a little confused right now. Hell, we’re all confused right now. I even wonder how things ever got to this point. Something...
For most white people, their knee-jerk, conditioned response at the mere mention of the word reparations is to scream, “My family never owned any slaves. I’m not paying any reparations! You Blacks need to just get over it, slavery was in the past, let it go for Christ’s sake.” For Werner Steven Miller, Steven to most, his perceptions were completely opposite. Steven had a deep-seated, compelling desire to pay for the sins of his hypothetical father; he longed to be the nasty pet of a...
How could a summer vacation be so damn boring? My expectations were way off base. I mean what red blooded us male would trade a week in the solitude of the forrest for a weekend of sex, drugs, and more of all of it? This guy. I traded the sex, sex, drugs,drugs drugs, and sex for this. My name is bobby, im an impressive young man. I stand 5'11" 190lbs. Yes i work out, yes i have a girlfriend. Yes my cock is wonderful at 8.5 thick cut inches shaved, and powerful. I wasn't always a handsome fuck...
IncestBuran Miller StoryBy: Londebaaz Chohan[A True Story Of My Good Friend Buran Miller]I sincerely believe, canvass and defend the motto, ‘to everyone his own’. I do not claim that I am not judgmental at points but mostly as I do not like to be judged by everybody so I try very hard not to judge others and impose my view point or opinion, if I can avoid it. I am who I am and I do not like to be looked at with judicious eyes. People are heterosexual, gay, bisexual, gay tops, gay bottoms, gay...
It was a great spring day and I thought I would go for a walk. I put on some cut off shorts, no panties and a bikini top and a half shirt. I liked going without panties because I liked the cool breeze blowing across my cooch. I walked around the block and noticed that Mr Miller was out in his garden so I thought I would stop in and help him, like I always do. He was man in his early eighties and his wife had died some time ago. He said hi to me and I planted my ass right across from and spread...
Introduction: The end of the story As we drove home from the city Mr. Miller explained to me his plan to get my parents to let me go live out at the farm with him on a full time basis. I knew what he was talking about was wrong, but I also knew it meant Id be able to fuck and suck as much as I wanted and I was excited. Not only about that, but about how we were going to do it. From the car Mr. Miller called my parents and apologized about getting stuck in the city, he told them we were on our...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series (This story has 3 prequels. I didnt know it was going to be a chapter story if you want to read about how it all started read Cornfield Rape, Mr. Miller Begins Using me, and Mr. Miller Lets me go. This story picks up right after the events of Mr. Miller Lets me go.) When I got home Sunday I didnt say a word to anyone. Mr. Miller had washed my jeans and from somewhere found a t-shirt my size so mom and dad didnt notice anything. I looked like just...
I felt as if my heart was going to beat out of my chest as James and I drove west on route 95 towards Summerlin. Had I been alone in the SUV, I would have texted Gianna to let her know that James and I would be dining in the restaurant this evening. However, with James sitting next to me, giving her an advanced warning didn’t feel appropriate. I tried everything I could to hide my nervousness, but I felt as if James could see right through me. Did he know what a nervous wreck I was? Normally...
James is sixteen years old and a sophomore in high school. He lives in a medium size Midwest City where his father is a successful businessman who owns three hardware stores in the area. His mother is a nurse but only works part-time. He has one sibling, a twin sister named Jamie. This family is very normal looking in all aspects. The year is around 1970; with no cell phones, no home computers, and obviously no internet for personal use.The parents are about to embark on a two-week vacation...
First TimeBy Docker500 Chapter 1 James Hunter was nervously sat in his living room waiting for his two best friends to pick him up it was his 18th birthday today. And they had a surprise for him. James’s mother was busy tidying up the house before she disappeared to go to her new Saturday job. Wendy hunter finished tidying up the living room; she gave the kitchen one last wipe down before she went to get her coat. She gave her son a little kiss on his cheek and again wished him. “A...
James sat on the ground and sniffled and . Garima and Nuzla and their mighty Girl Power ruled his entire world again. Once again, the girls had fully embarrassed James and put him in his place. Again, James sat in public wearing only a tiny thong panty and had given dozens of blowjobs as Garima and Nuzla laughed at him. Garima and Nuzla had made certain that James was the most embarrassed person in the history of the world. They had kept him sucking cocks non-stop, so James had sucked hundreds...
Gay MaleSo James sat on the floor of the room. He was dressed in a little cheerleading uniform. His short pleated skirt was barely long enough to cover. Under his skirt was a pink stringy thong panty. James was completely a panty boi. He was blushing from incredible embarrassment. James had just sucked off 28 Indian guys and guzzled down all of the cum they fed him. The slutty cum-gulping cheerleader licked his lips and blinked his eyes in staggered amazement. He could not believe that his secret as a...
Gay MaleGetting a table at the restaurant was no problem, as it was only 5:30 p.m. local time. To James, completely befuddled by the time change, it wasn't clear what time it felt like. His stomach was full of hunger, his eyes were full of Kristy, and his mind was full of questions. The waitress had tried to show them to a table next to the window, but James had pointed instead to a booth hidden in a back corner. Kristy scooted in and James sat next to her. He eagerly opened the menu... ... and...
It was an absolutely hilarious sight. sat on the ground wearing only a tiny tiger-print thong panty. Water poured from his fluttering eyes. His face blushed bright red with embarrassment. His lips were stretched around a large 10-inch Indian cock that hammered his tonsils with power. Loud slurping sounds came from his slutty mouth as James was given a brutal face-fucking. Garima and her friends sat ten feet away and giggled at a helpless and humiliated James. His mouth had guzzled down,...
Gay MaleJames stood before a group of girls blushing. He was wearing a tiny pink thong panty and black lace thigh-high stockings. He had a large pink bow in his hair and black pumps on his feet. He looked so very effeminate as The group of girls included Garima, Nuzla, Racine, Hannah, and Carly. Each girl had a personal investment into wanting to see James be as embarrassed as humanly possible. They had, of course, embarrassed him thousands of times. But the girls strongly desired to keep James...
Gay MaleIt was just before ten o-clock on Friday evening and James Henry was sitting alone in his bedroom nursing his scotch. His usually tidy brown hair, was ruffled from him consistently running his hands through it. He had arrived at tonight’s gala event late and unaccompanied. He had stayed only an hour before heading home, alone. He was not in a good mood, and hadn’t been for the past month. He couldn’t keep his thoughts off of Alexandra Morgan. It kept him in a continuous state of anger and...
James, the dirty cumslut, was on his knees wearing a pink stringy thong panty and thigh-high black lace stockings. Before James stood Naksh with his very masculine ten-inch cock shoved deep into James’ slurping throat. James looked up at Naksh with watering eyes and blushing cheeks. It was a brutal face-fucking. Naksh pumped his hips with undisputed authority, and James slobbered the cock passionately. The huge cock jetted back-and-forth deep into James’ throat with power. Naksh face-fucked...
Gay MaleJames found himself, once again, tied up and bent over a spanking bench. This time, the girls had him put on his cheerleading uniform. His skirt was so short that it revealed his butt cheeks and lacey red thong panty while he was bent over. The girls each held a ping pong paddle and stood on either side of James. They took turns swatting James’ sweet butt cheeks. First the right, then the left. They spanked him for 20 minutes non-stop until he was whimpering. He kept saying things like,...
Gay MaleJames went to school the following day as normal. He arrived to his form room. Nobody looked at him, nobody said anything about him as far as he knew. He sat down in his usual seat. James knew Bob didn't go to form, because he was highly autistic and liked to go to the school Plus club. At break, Bob wandered over to James. "That was fun," he said. "You didn't turn me in?" Replied James. "Why would we? You weren't there when I was screaming. There was no need to add you in," Said...
James is upset about his wife Anne's relationships with her lovers. To marry Anne he signed a prenuptial agreement to share her with other men. Anne has an overactive libido. She has had this since she was 11 years old. She is now in her early twenties and beautiful. Frequently the phone rings at home in the evening or phone messages from men for Anne are received. Anne is gone a lot. My name is Anne. My husband James and I have been married for 2 years. We are in our early twenties. We met in...
WifeBrad woke up in his bed. He checked his phone and saw that it was Saturday, approximately ten in the morning. He had made it his mission the past week to find out more information about Rachel’s friend, Elena.He had sex with Rachel every other day, finding out a little more about Elena with each encounter. Finally feeling confident that he had a substantial lead to find and seduce the beautiful Latina woman, he made plans to book a hotel in her area.Just as he was about to do so, he got a call...
TeenIt was the last day of the summer holidays and James was sitting in his social ed class. To say a little bit about James, he is a 14 year old boy, he is 5ft 9 with blonde hair and blue eyes. Plays rugby and does some boxing so he is fairly muscular and has an outstanding 7 inch cock with the diameter 2 inches. So James was sitting in his social ed class as his teacher rambles on about the summer holidays and how not to do anything stupid etc etc. But James couldn't care less of what his...
James knew he was asleep, but the dream was just so real. He was at Rachel's house, leaning against the bathroom counter while she was showering. Rachel was taking her time, meticulously washing every inch of her body while keeping in mind how much he loved licking her skin and eating various syrups and whipped topping off of her. She lovingly caressed her tits as she let the shower puff tickle her nipples with the silky, vanilla scented body wash she loved. Letting one hand slide down her side...
AnalThere she sat, waiting for herboyfriend to show up. She'd got to their regular meeting spot early so she could fix her hair and makeup before James got there. Sadly, he had texted her about ten minutes before they were to meet saying he had been stopped by some friends who tried to get him to party with them. "Well, at least he let me know he was going to be a little late," Rachel thought to herself. "Though, I do wish he was here now." With a sigh she flipped through her iPod, to the playlist...
Straight Sex(MF, Anal, Cuckold, Cum Eating, Forced Feminization) Summary – Karen teaches Jamie how to dress and act like a slut! Previous Story Summary - James’ dominating wife decides to turn him into a submissive, sissy cuckold. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be of legal age to read this adult story. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other...
I enjoy providing my wife Jan with pleasurable surprises almost as much as she enjoys receiving them. Several times when I have noticed Jan having a bad week I have arranged for a masseuse to come to the house for a relaxing massage. Jan is relatively shy so I had always arranged for a female masseuse, but always fantasized watching a male rubbing her intoxicating, petite hard body. Jan always loved the massages so much and always rewarded me with a great night in bed for my thoughtfulness. I...
James was so very embarrassed. Garima and Nuzla had kept him sucking cocks non-stop for days. He was giving 100 blowjobs a day and was going on his 288th consecutive day of sucking 100 cocks. James had given 28,800 blowjobs and guzzled down over 600 gallons of cum. Both Garima and Nuzla found that pathetic but entertaining. The fact that James wears a thong panty every day adds to the fact that he is a sissy boi. Garima and Nuzla have had him frequently dressing as a or as a cheerleader for...
Gay Male"Porn?" "No," came the reply "Oh please!" "No," again "Just gimme da porn" shouted Abdul, grabbing the laptop and trawling file explorer for any sign of sex. "Pass it and I'll show you," said James. With the laptop back in his possession, he opened the folder and turned the laptop toward Abdul. "YES YES YES YES YES!" Abdul shrieked, and as James closed the window, "NO NO NO NO!" "For fuck's sake Abdul shut up," said James. "Quiet," hissed Bob. "Ok, ok," replied...
This story is a complete work of fiction. This work depicts acts between two persons who are both the legal age of consent. The trailer house had walls as thin as the layers of an onion. No matter how one tried any sound seemed to carry from one end to the other. In this case it did not matter because Crystal was moaning and screaming as loud as she could while LeRolondo was giving her his BBC without any notion of restraint. The headboard of her bed was slamming up against the wall with the...
All people in this story are 18 or over * James Porter was tired of being a virgin. Here he was a grown man — twenty-four — and the closest he ever got to getting laid was feeling up Valerie Martino. But Valerie came from a strict Catholic family and she was adamant that she would not have sex until she was married. She’d even signed a parish-sponsored purity pact with God, which James, who was also raised Catholic, thought was ludicrous. Valerie moved away to go to college. James never...
James knew and agreed in writing when he married Anne .It's the 1970's. "Sexual freedom" "Women's Lib." He signed an agreement to share her with other men. She has an overactive libido. She had sex with boys in grade school and high school, and college. Recently while he was gone for a few days, he learned that Anne and her friend Carol had fucked a lot of guys. James and Anne have been married 2 years. They dated in college. Both are in their early twenties. Anne was always honest with James...
WifeRachel and her boyfriend James were laying in James’s bed a few days later when James suddenly got up saying he wanted chocolate. Rachel just looked at him funny as he quickly left the room. She was a little perplexed at the spontaneity of her love’s cravings. Shortly, James returned with bottles of chocolate and caramel topping syrups. “I decided I wanted caramel too,” he chuckled as he set the bottles down and set about handcuffing Rachel’s hands to the bed above her head and her legs were...
Straight SexThe black nylon dress of the French Maid was incredibly short. It had white ruffles on the edging. There was a black taffeta petticoat that went underneath to flare the dress out. Black lace gloves matched the black fishnet stockings and the black pumps of the outfit. A small white lace hairpiece and a lacey leg garter completed the accessories. It was a gorgeous French Maid uniform, and it was what James wore most days. He was really required to wear that uniform. He had become accustomed to...
I remember James from the 5th grade; we had met up again at a Shoprite supermarket store. James approached me, and carries my grocery home from the supermarket. I had a huge crash on James. I always thought he was the cutest guy in the classroom. James still has his look, slim build, with salt and pepper hair. James was looking for a serious relationship; so, was I. When we arrived to my apartment, James put down my grocery on top of my dinner table; we begin to stare at each other eyes...
James' return on Saturday. Saturday morning waking up, I was rather anxious to see James again after a good previous nights visit. My pussy was wet from the moment I woke up and I decided the only way to relax was gonna be to jump into a hot bath. It was just after 8 as I was running the bath for myself when James called. He was already at work and planning his day as he also asked me if we still on for this afternoon. " I cant wait to have you on my bed again, as I woke up extremely wet and...
Part TwoNote: This one will make a lot more sense if you read Part I first. Thursday night walking home, I considered asking Mandy if she wanted to watch me again. Since Monday night, she hadn’t said a word about watching the first time. She had texted to ask how my ass was. I wasn’t sure if I could even bring any of it up, but my cock was hard as hell and full of encouragement. The first thing I noticed when I came through the door was the smell of perfume. Not too much of it, just a hint,...
BDSMJames:Gay Sugar DaddyPart TwoI got home from work and was so horny from sucking James until he blew hot load in my mouth, I immediately grabbed my lube and dildo. I rode my dildo all night and came three times, each time climaxing with the idea of getting my ass pounded by James and his massive perfect cock. I woke up the next morning wondering if I would ever see James again. Lucky me, it wasn't long before my fantasies would become a very intense reality.Two weeks later, it was a rare busy...
This story is a complete work of fiction. This work depicts acts between two persons who are both the legal age of consent. For background into this story please read James and His Trailer Trash Mom Part 1 Since the day Crystal had caught her son James masturbating in her room she had not spoken to him. Being much taller, stronger, and heavier than him, she had overcome him physically and shoved his face into a dirty pair of her panties while verbally taunting him. When he escaped she had...
After James plowed my ass and left me plastered with jizz, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I couldn't even make it through the morning without thinking about how good it felt sucking his cock and the warm salty taste of his sweaty rod penetrating my mouth. I relived the encounter with my dildo for several days afterwards. All I could think about was doing it again. Every time the bar door opened, I looked up, hoping to see my big greying bear, ready to give his dick to my cute little...
James: Gay Sugar Daddy Part OneI had just moved to the big city and found myself poor, working odd jobs, and lacking a sex life. After my trip to Europe and finishing school, I had hit a 6 month dry spell. Being a cute 24 year old 5'7 bear cub with dirty blonde hair and an athletic build, I had never before had trouble getting laid, but I was getting older. I thought my wild days were behind me, but then I met James.I found a night job as a bartender at a local gay bar. I made decent tips,...
I’m a thirty year old brunette, five foot six inches tall, one hundred and twenty eight pounds with a thirty four “C” chest and am told I am pretty hot. I am an ad executive for a fairly large ad agency, make real good money and purchased a house in an upscale gated community. The day I was moving in my neighbor came over and introduced himself, he was a hottie and told me he was an interior designer, which immediately made me think he was gay and all my lewd thoughts went away. He was dressed...
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