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Mattie, My Journey to Freedom

Mattie

Part 1
In their wisdom my parents named me Mathilda, but everyone called me Mattie. In High School, I lived up to the names’ meaning, by being popular with the Jocks, especially with the big black and strong Jocks.

As with many women life interfered, got married, got two babies became a real Mom. In the bedroom, I had an orgasm only when I played with myself. Hubby is small and sometimes I wondered on how he got me pregnant.
After the babies, I lost interest in sex. Even with my hubby being small, it hurt. I agreed for a once a month sympathy fucks. One month grew into two. And two grew into three, till we stopped doing it at all and he did not complain.
After few years, sex was not even mentioned and hubby did not bother me. But, in the back of my mind, I had always yearned to my high school days when I came in buckets as a beautiful Black Jock would fuck me with his BBC. Sometimes I would dream about having sex with hung black men but I was too apprehensive to do anything about it. Mattie the popular lived inside of me but out of reach of the June Clever perfect Vanier to the outside world.

One day as I was having a regular pelvic exam, my doctor started a conversation about having sex. In a way I was happy that just had a Brazilian but, there I was with nothing on but a paper gown, lying on my back with my legs in stirrups and pussy open like a watermelon, listening to a talk about having sex. My doctor in her calm, semi-dispassionate voice was talking about fucking. After a while she asked if it would be OK for her to do a special exam. Not thinking too much about it. I said OK. I noticed that the nurse was not with us and the Doctor took off her gloves. I was surprised, but decided to let ride out this moment.

“We’ve moved the mirror to the side so that you can watch this procedure. Now Mattie, scoot down a little, just a few inches for me will you?" the doctor asked from between my legs.
“Just relax” she said authoritatively.

She placed her thumb on my mound, resting gently on my clitoris and then gently inserting two fingers into my vagina, she began to probe around inside my cunt causing me to gasp. “You’re a bit dry” she said and with every movement of her fingers inside me, her thumb pressed a little harder on my clit I could not hide my arousal. With my half closed eyes I saw how expertly she maneuvered. She was rubbing her fingers against my vagina, stroking my most intimate and sensitive areas! I was now sweating profusely, my back, armpits and forehead glistening with perspiration. I felt her fingers probing me relentlessly - she had found my most sensitive area and her fingers were working me over mercilessly - I was getting more and more aroused, slipping helplessly out of control and I could feel an orgasm building inside me. There was no way I could disguise my state of arousal; my nipples were now rock hard and my vagina was soaking with my cum, the air pungent with the musky scent of my cream! As her fingers worked me over and her thumb pressed agonizingly against my clit, I gripped the edge of the table and found myself panting with desire and as the torment continued, I began to groan with a mixture of distress and pleasure as I inched towards my climax! She adjusted her fingers and began probing again, this time her two fingers were stroking relentlessly against an incredibly sensitive part of my vagina. Not only that but every time she moved her fingers, her thumb also moved slightly and rubbed against my clitoris. I groaned as her fingers worked my vagina over mercilessly.

“I'm getting really turned on by what you're doing to me there." I moaned. She moved her fingers and probed more firmly. I felt my climax approaching. "Oh My God, Oh my God," I sobbed softly. "I don't think I can stand much more of this. I'm going to orgasm if you keep doing this to me!"

Despite my efforts to remain calm, I found myself involuntarily flexing my legs and thrusting my pelvis against her fingers causing her thumb to rub harder against my throbbing clitoris! The good Doctor looked up and stared into my flushed, sweating face.

"Yes, I can see you're pretty worked up." she smiled. "Do you want me to stop for a while?"
"No please" I blurted out. "Please don't stop, please, finish me off, make me come! I'm begging you!"
“Call me Jenny”.

“Yes Jenny, finish me off” I lamented again as her fingers stroked my g-spot and then let go. I was panting, my body cheeks were burning, legs bucking in the stirrups I was came as I had not in years.
After my body had calmed, with her fingers in my cunt she supported me off the exam table. I stood on my shaking legs looking past her with unseeing eyes, lost in the moment with my perspiration running down my body. My breathing calmed down and the light of recognition returned to my eyes.

“Get dressed and I’ll see you in my office” she said in a clinical voice without a hint of excitement, but I could see that her face was flushed.

Sitting across her desk I was back to my June Cleaver pose, all calm and buttoned down. Jenny was back to her 100% doctor attire typing into the computer.

“Please wait a minute or two till I finish my notes on you”.

Turning to me she continued “You are a very interesting case. You had aged well and it’s obvious that you have not had good sex in a while.”

Her words cut close to the reality of my life. She continued “We can give your years back. This will involve a full devotion on your part. Would you like us to make you young again?” I nodded in agreement.

She continued, “We will do surgical procedures and physical therapy. Are you OK with that?”

“Yes” I answered.

Jenny went back to her clinical self “The process will take four months. Surgically, first we will do a Labiaplasty where will alter your labia and contour it. It will make your cunt look beautiful making young women jealous of your Camel-toe. At the same time we’ll do a Vaginoplasty. This surgical procedure will treat vaginal relaxation, resulting in enhanced vaginal muscle tone, strength and control. Then we’ll do Hymenoplasty which will restore your hymen and will make you a virgin all over again. At the end, we’ll prepare you for Orgasm Shot injection. That will produce enhanced orgasms, heightened sensitivity, increased lubrication and greater vaginal muscle control. In all of this, I will introduce you to Winston. He will be your individual trainer and you will see him every day. He’ll put you through a program where “The Biggest Looser” program will look to you like a piece of cake. You’re to do everything he tells you and not complain.” She stopped and looked at me. In this silence I could hear my own heartbeat.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked locking her gaze into my eyes.

“Yes” I answered.

The next day I showed up at the clinic and the receptionist directed my to the on-premises gym. As I got there I saw Winston. A huge, black, Adonis of a man with a body like sculpted black rock dressed only in gym shorts that outlined a cock bigger than my forearm. I was speechless and immediately got an itch that needed to be scratched, but lady like; I feigned a level of coolness.

He looked me over and in a commanding tone told me,
“Get naked, I want to see all of you” and pointed to a locker room. When I came out naked as a Jaybird, authoritatively he said.

“Turn 360 around and walk as if you are on a catwalk”. I did two or three ‘runs’ in front of him. Then he handed me a pair of sneakers and a skimpy outfit.

“When you’ll put these on, we’ll start your regime.” The sneakers were my size but the outfit, which was a shimmering gold, thin, one piece bathing suit-like with a bottom cut like a thong. It was at least two sizes to small, barely covering anything and separating and showing off my ass cheeks.

“Bend-over” he said, as I did so, he pulled the thong string so that the fabric scrunched into my pussy. I knew that every move I’ll make the fabric will rub my clit.

“Now, get on the bike and start riding to increase your stamina. Then we’ll work to make your tush hard’ your tits to hang high and flatten your stomach.”

As I was riding the bike, he pushed me to increase the speed and do it at the highest level I could. When I could ride no more he took me to a station at the machine laid me down making me pull weights and I could feel my muscles lifting my tits. Then he put me at another station making me tug at burdens as I bent at my waist using my stomach muscles. After a while as I panted, he moved me to another machine and positioned me with my ass in the air and my calves on a padded bar. Then as I pulled the bar, my ass got above the bench.

“Keep pulling your calves and do not stop” he advised. From a corner of my eye I saw him take K-Y jelly and lube his middle finger. With the other hand he spread my ass cheeks and inserted his lubed finger up my backdoor. I shuddered from the penetration but he ordered me to continue without stopping. It was an incredible feeling when every motion was amplified with his finger riding my asshole.

Every day I submitted myself to Winston and every day he made me exercise harder and harder. And every day he used me sexually. One time as I was working on my pecs he came over put my nipples between his fingers and proceeded to pinch and twist.

"Mmmmm feels Soooo Gooood." I moaned. In this whole process I realized that I had gained a respect for my body and lost the shamelessness over my body and no longer had societal shame over my femaleness.

One day I spotted a young woman come into the exercise area. I had to admire her body. She must have worked hard to sculpt her body. Her legs, although short, were ripped. She had biceps and shoulders that most guys would have wished to have. Her chest was likewise muscled, adding an appearance of even greater size to the tits on her small frame. Supported by well-formed pectoral muscles, her tits were full and firm, sitting high upon her torso.

She looked at Winston and adjusted her suit by pulling it higher into her cunt and said “Winston, I want you to fuck me”. He did not need to be asked twice. Freeing his already hard cock and stepping out of his shorts, he walked over to her. With one hand he reached for her thong string and ripped it off. With other hand he roughly pulled her leotard over her head.

“Now, let’s see those lovelies that I dream of”, he taunted, exposing her full ivory tits with their firm, delicate pink nipples. He bent his head down to suckle her hard nipples. His mouth sucked hard on her tits and she moaned in pleasure. I knew that they were lost in their sexual hunger as their moans and grunts filled the room. She pushed her tits into his face and with both hands held his beautiful cock stroking it and exposing the purple head from under its foreskin. He lay down and she mounted his face as Winston probed both her holes with his tongue and fingers.

After several minutes she began to slide her pussy off his face and move her hips down to where his huge cock stood up to the ceiling. She crouched over his cock and facing me, slowly lowered her pussy on his throbbing head. She pressed her pussy lips onto his cock and with a noisy pop his head slipped into her wet hole. She gasped and moaned loudly as he spread her open. She had to pause for a few seconds before slowly lowering herself onto his shaft. It took more than few golden minutes but eventually she managed to take most of his length. Then she began to slowly bounce up and down on his rock hard black length. He was gentle with her as he let her make all the moves. However, as she began to move faster he began to lift his hips upward to meet her strokes. He got faster and faster with this drive until he was eventually pounding into her making her scream with each stroke as his balls slapped her pussy.

With a lightness of a feather he grabbed her and flipped her on her back. Pushed her ankles to her head and fucked her hard and deep. I never heard the kind of screams that she was making. He let her muscular legs lock around Winston’s ass and she pulled him into her. He was fucking her harder and faster. She was at the mercy of his organ but she heaved her hips meeting his thrusts. He fucked her through one orgasm and then another and then he bottomed out in her. His body tensed then lurched and filled her with his cum. Slowly she unlocked her legs, exhausted kissed his face. She opened her mouth to his tongue and drank at his lips.

I walked toward them and felt his softening manmeat, took it out of her and cleaned him with my mouth.

After about two months of exercising I noticed a difference in me. In the older days I accepted being softer and rounder. Only now I could see outlines of a trimmer and harder self. I could see my stomach getting flatter and harder. My arms got stronger and now could do man-style pushups and not at least my nipples that would get hard at the smallest “provocation”. I liked the new me.

One day, almost in the middle of my four month agreement, Jenny entered the exercise area walking on her four inch high heels and wearing a starched white lab coat. An aura of undomesticated sexual enticement seemed to trail her. She walked like a lioness in her terrain domineering and sexy all at the same time. She walked to where Winston was spotting me on the machine’s bench. Looked at me and did a small examination of my body.

“You look OK, your muscle tone is 100% better then when you started. I’ve scheduled you for the procedures and after that you’ll have to abstain from sex for about six weeks. You’ll do exercises to strengthen your pelvic muscles. We’ll teach you to do Kegel exercises to tighten and strengthen your vagina. At first you’ll exercise gently and stronger later. You’ll to do a lot of swimming for your strength and stamina.”

As she was talking, Winston got close to her and put his hand on her shoulder. It was a gentle gesture done with a comfort that only intimate friends could do for each other.

“I know what exercises you need” Winston interceded quietly to her.

Her facial expression went from Doctor to a Lioness who was about to submit to her Lion. Winston began unbuttoning top of the lab coat. As the coat’s front opened and parted, it became obvious that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. When she had enough of the coat’s unbuttoned, she shrugged it off her shoulders, stepped out of it and stood there looking at him. Her nipples were dark brown and hard. Her cunt lips were Brazilian smooth and lightly parted. Her shapely legs accentuated by high heels, sported shimmering white, embroidered bridal thigh highs. Just below her bikini line and close to her pussy lips, she had a “Queen of Spades” tattoo. Even though she was no “Spring Chicken” her tummy was flat with pointing high tits.

I made Winston step out of his shorts letting his hard dick swing unrestrained. Without waiting for any invitation, pulled his foreskin of its head and took as much as I could of it into my mouth, tasting the salty mustiness of his precum. I sucked greedily on the big mushroom head as my tongue explored the underside of his fuck tool. He liked my foreplay and face fucked me.

He positioned Jenny to brace herself against the vertical post and position one her legs on a low bench. She being in high heels, her sex was just the right height for him to enter her from behind. I got under her, opened her labia and pressed his cockhead into her. Her rosy pink lips just consumed his dark purple monster, it was an incredible sight.
With deliberate power he pushed his black cock into her and allowing her pussy to adjust to his size and continued to go deeper with each thrust, until he was buried balls deep in her pussy. Jenny was now his. “Fuck me, make me cum” Jenny moaned. I put my hands on her tush and pulled myself to lap her clit, his shaft and his balls. I loved this moment where all were buried deep in our own pleasures and sensuality. It was mesmerizing to see her white pussy lips wrapped around his massive, black cock. Seeing their skin covered with gleaming in black and white coat of cum made me hot and put my fingers into my sex.

Jenny began to writhe in ecstasy. “Fuck me, make me cum” she rasped for air. Winston was showing his mastery over her. He fucked her with slow thrusts then faster. Slow again. Pause while Jenny groaned and swore through one then another orgasm. Then back to slow thrusts. I marveled at his control. My hubby would not have lasted two minutes. Yet here he was, half an hour later fucking her with long strokes.

I stood up and began to twirl her nipples in my fingers and then leaned over taking one then the other in my mouth. Jenny went wild telling us, "Oh yes, suck my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me good!"
She was amazing. Not just surviving the onslaught of that manmeat but reveling in it, encouraging him to fuck her even harder. Winston’s cock was her world right then. The only thing that mattered to her was getting that thing inside her as deep as possible.

“Oh God, Oh God” she yelled,

”Fuck me, Oh Don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

She started her climb to having an intense orgasm. I sucked her nips and put my fingers on her clit frigging her. Winston’s face tightened showing that he was about to cum. Jenny stiffened and then had another violent orgasm.
"Hold me, please hold me, I'm Cummming!" she yelled.

Winston reached around behind her and pulled her toward him as she shook and trembled throughout her intense orgasm. As she was cumming so did Winston, pumping what must have been a gallon of thick fertile cum into the very depths of my Jenny’s womb.

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Hello ISS Lovers! Please mail your comments about the story to Samyukta was to leave to Dubai in the next two days and the house brimmed with obscurity. She knew that life is going to be difficult without her parents and loving siblings, more so in a country about which she knew very little. The last fifteen days have been very memorable with roars of laughter ripping through every now and then. Being a woman with an enviable sense of humor, she had kept her parents, brother and sister in very...

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Wife Shows Her Sexual Freedom To A Friend

It was Amy and Mark's first real trip to Twist. They had gone once before, a few years earlier, but that trip was curiosity driven more then a trip to engage in anything. This visit was to fulfill one of Mark's fantasies. Twist was an adult club for couples who were either swingers or just wanting to explore different sexual avenues. It was also welcoming to singles looking for a 'no strings attached' sexual experience. Mark had thought about this night and the possibilities it offered for some...

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3 years ago
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Freedom

Freedom(To Julie, the inspiration for this story…)(Listen to Angel by Massive Attack for an enhanced read!) She posted another set of pictures, or as he called it, frozen moments from her mysterious life. She was his new found curse, no… sickness… Do you compare someone so divine to such vile acronyms? She had somehow become a slow breath for his life, if you would call being submerged into the abyss of work six days out of the week, and the only one not surrounded by paperwork and misery,...

2 years ago
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International Womens Freedom Front Part I

The International Women's Freedom Front Part I By Katie Dale John Tallon's father Paul was a successful doctor, so successful that John's mother Beth was able to stay home and not work. She was happy with that. They were a traditional Christian family with traditional - maybe old fashioned - Christian values. They went to their local church every Sunday, and were always volunteering for various church charity functions. Paul was considered one of the best Gynecologists in...

3 years ago
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The Meaning of Freedom

The Meaning of Freedom By Innocent Guilt Chapter 1 Phase 1 For every person the fourth of July means one thing and that is Freedom. However for Kenny freedom didn't come that easy. You see our friend Kenny lived a life of fame and fortune. He is an actor on a soap opera show that is viewed by millions of lonely women that ignore their children and relatives just to view a handsome guy in clothes. His story however, unlike the character he plays, is a much different. Lots...

2 years ago
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The Meaning of Freedom Chapter 3 Reprogramming

The Meaning of Freedom Chapter 3: Reprogramming By Innocent Guilt A small amount of light creaked into the room from a near by window. The light was a reminder of what lay on the outside of the wall. Freedom was out there, but Kenny had no idea how to break free from this prison that he was in. In here he was trapped alone and secluded from the outside world that had given him fame and fortune. A portion of his brain was able to figure out that he was naked. It was the ropes...

3 years ago
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The Serendipity of Freedom Part 8 Star Faring For Freedom

Author's note: Please feel free to post this story to any free site, as long as the following conditions are met. It shall not be posted to any site charging a fee for reading it, either direct or indirect (avs), the story remains fully intact, and the original author shall be credited in entirety. This story contains harsh language and scenes of a frank sexual nature and is not suitable for younger readers. Also if you are offended by Transgendered, Gay, and Lesbian themes,...

1 year ago
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FREEDOM Class Warfare

FREEDOM: Class Warfare Part One The Beginning of the End By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008) Thoughts?  Encouragement? Email me at [email protected].  I’m always interested in hearing from my readers. This story in no way reflects the views of the author.  It is intended for the eyes of legal adults only.?There is no such thing as a free society unless consenting adults have the right to manage their own lives, even towards actions widely agreed upon to have long-term, negative consequences.  The...

1 year ago
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Wifes New Found Freedom

Wife's New Found Freedom (M+/F, preg, inter) revised by jeepsterAuthor:UnknownDISCLAIMER:- The following text is sexually explicit and contains depictions of sexual acts that have been classified by the surgeon general as potentially dangerous and unhealthy. You must be a broad minded adult to read the text, and you must not make this text available to minors or to any person who does not wish to view it. Unprotected sexual relations with unknown partners is hazardous and we urge the use of...

3 years ago
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Degrees of FreedomChapter 18

Zoe "You want something... ?" I kneeled at Mistress' feet and I was just, well, arousal. My whole mind, my whole body, my whole being wanting just one thing: Release. For a second I thought what a stupid question this was, until I realized she was teasing. That's how far gone I was. "Yes, Mistress, please allow me to cum ... please..." I begged, but those were just the words I said. I'm sure the begging my eyes and body did was far more intense. However, I wasn't granted release,...

4 years ago
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Bus Journey From Hyd To B8217lore

Hi ISS readers this is the Excellent site for sex stories, I’m reading the stories in this site since two years..But unfortunately i didn’t have any experience form these days. Last week i had an experience with a lady in the bus from Hyderabad to Bangalore. Actually I love bus journeys especially when a lady sit in my side seat. In the journey i used to touch boobs with my elbow but in this journey from Hyderabad to Bangalore i saw the heaven for the first time. So without wasting the time...

3 years ago
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The Journey of Mrs Small

You could have heard a pin drop as he stepped through the church hall doorway. One moment there was the almost deafening sounds of the hustle and bustle of the busy parish summer bring and buy sale and the next moment complete silence. People stopped in their tracks and turned and stared at him; it was almost as if Old Nick himself had entered the room, desecrating holy ground. But it wasn’t him. Jack Hardy was no devil. Jack Hardy owned the only sex shop within a radius of thirty miles. He...

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1 year ago
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Barterin 4 Freedome

Four guards stood clad in leather and weapons outside the dungeon cell. Amelia swallowed as she was escorted down the rest of the stairs. One of the guards produced a key and unlocked the door. She was pushed inside. The door slammed closed behind her and she heard the key turn. Her eyes swung around the cell as she wrinkled her nose. It smelled damp, though it was made of stone, and urine. She was glad to see there were no other prisoners there beside her. Only a tall, long table. What the...

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3 years ago
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My Journey As A Whore Part6

The two days I spent with Vijay, and not to mention the evening with Sanjay were simply amazing. It was with these two gentlemen that I ever got the first thought that maybe being someone’s second wife or what the slang calls a keep, setup, etc is not that bad! They would take care of me and would be most interested in fucking me for pleasure. A pleasure, let me remind you, even I would get lots of at the same time. So, whats to lose but everything to gain. Besides, if they are interested in...

2 years ago
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Kerries Journey Chapter 14The Final stage Part 1 I Tell My Husband That Im Bisexual And More

I am writing this final chapter of my journey sitting on the balcony of our apartment that is halfway up the Peak in Hong Kong. Hong Kong spreads below. A soft warm tropical trade wind brings the smell of frangipani. I am relaxed and reflective. Tomorrow is my forty-third birthday.It is almost three years since, just after I turned forty, my sexual awakening—journey as I like to think of it—began in an incense laden room in Phuket, Thailand. Now, as my husband and I settle into Hong Kong, my...

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3 years ago
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The Journey Episode 2 Illana

1)I am not an english-speaking writer. I do mistakes when I write in english. Please don?t read my stories if your only interest is to criticize me for these errors. 2)Some passages could be interpreted as prejudice against developed countries, this is not my intent. In the future episodes I will give more informations about the fall and I hope this will clarify things. The Journey - Episode 2: Illana by Sylvia Wechsel The road to Haltdoor was solitary, we saw no one else...

2 years ago
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Changes Abound Mayas Journey Part 3

Changes Abound: Maya's Journey Part 3 A Cross-dressing story by Maria Ski Well Maya, or should that be Peter, is a little bit of a dark horse. By hiding her singing talent like that. And by how natural she is being a girl. So I think it's time we actually heard from the lady herself. So it's over to you Maya... Hello dear reader my name is Maya Hunter. And for the first 17 years of my life I was called Peter. I have just turned 18 and I am a pre- operative transsexual woman. Or...

2 years ago
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The Journey

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a story I've wanted to write for some time. Many of us who feel that we were born on the wrong side of the gender divide have felt at some time or other that womanhood is all about high heels and fancy clothes and becoming a woman on this basis will solve all our problems. From my own experiences and those of other members of the trans community with whom I've interacted, I know that this is not the case and the transition process is full of ups and downs. ...

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The Journey

It was a Sunday evening. Not a usual one. I had to make a journey in the afternoon to my house from the place I worked. I missed the 2 pm bus. I waited in the ISBT and asked a handyman there. He pointed me to a bus standing in the garage. “That bus may go.” He said, “But it will take time. Something is wrong with that. They are working. You can go and ask those guys.” I moved on and asked the long haired thin fellow standing near the bus. “Is the bus going to Amalgaon?” “Yes,” he replied...

2 years ago
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Bus Journey

I have read a lot of stories on this site. Some are beautiful and some are fantastic. I am mentioning my very own experience during recent journey to Burdawan. Before that, let me tell u the bus journeys will be so erotic during monsoon/winter seasons. Aunties/girls can be touched/squeezed whole of their body and without others noticing it. It will be quite exciting to do it in public. I never missed a chance of squeezing buttocks and breasts of any lady irrespective of age and religion. I...

3 years ago
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A Journey to the Amazon

Part 1 By: Dinomagick ([email protected]) Codes: [MF, M/F, wife, jungle, tribe, captive, cuckold, bd, nc, reluc, mc, intr, rom, preg+++] Description: “After winning the lottery on their wedding day, a newly-wed husband and wife decide to go to the Amazon to learn what it is like to live as the native tribes do. What they thought would be an epic adventure of discovery, turns into something much different than either of them could have possibly...

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A Journey Home Part 1

An icy wind blew in from the north. It blew across the ice hills and picked up speed as it raced down the snow covered slopes. The wind kicked up loose snow and whipped it into the air like smoke rising from a fire. Three men crouched behind a rock that jutted out of the snow, and pulled their mammoth furs around them as the chilling wind beat at them. Gunter, the older man who led their hunt, held a leather leash attached to the neck of a garg. He watched the six-legged beast as it sniffed...

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Flight Journey To Sex Journey

Hi, guys, I am back with another exciting story. Those who want to know about me, I am a typical Indian with a normal body of 22 years old with a dick of 5.5 inches. I love to do massage. This is the story about an angel who met on a journey to Bangalore and the fun with her in Bangalore in her flat. By the way, the heroine of the story is Savitha (true name). So, without any delay let’s get into the story. So after my semester exams. I got holidays for 15 days. So I decided to visit Bangalore...

3 years ago
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Journey With My 4 Darlings 8211 Part 3

Hope you enjoyed the part 1 and part 2 of my story.Thanks for your valuable feedback and comments. Those who missed it can read it in below link. Coming to me , I am a software engineer working in Hyderabad.I am 5.7″ tall with average body and with satisfying cock ;-) Girls/aunties from Hyderabad who want to have a private sex/sex relationship can mail me @ Please do not hesitate in reaching me …will keep your details private and confidential. Coming to the story: Part 3: Like this ,days...

2 years ago
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A Beautiful Journey 8211 Part 15

Hello readers, welcome back to this Beautiful journey. I am quite happy with the way people have responded the story so far. I am male and the story is completely fictional. Let’s enjoy the journey. I was really happy with the sense of humor of my hubby when he said about that Boo. I was thinking what nonsense he is doing but later on, I realized how cleverly he is trying to bring Ayesha out of the shackles of shyness. They kissed for quite some time. The way he was kissing, I realized he is no...

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1 year ago
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A Beautiful Journey 8211 Part 12

Hello, readers welcome back to this beautiful journey. I know you all have enjoyed the journey so far and hope you will enjoy the erotic journey further. I am male and the sex story is fictional. Let’s enjoy the journey. Ayesha was really happy after the lesbian experience. Now we have merged the gap of the mother-daughter relationship. I was treating her like a friend and now we had become really good friends. I have realized that the physical relations enhance the bonding, the same had...

Lesbian
2 years ago
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A Beautiful Journey 8211 Part 2

Hello, readers welcome back to this beautiful journey. I’m male and this sex story is completely a work of fiction. I can say by my experience that the journey is always more powerful than the destination. I hope you will enjoy the journey, so let’s go. As I had told earlier I had an early marriage and as my hubby has a job in an MNC, we have to move to different places so Ayesha could not enjoy the love of her grandparents. Many times it so happened that we could not provide her that pleasure...

Lesbian
4 years ago
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Hot Bus Journey Along From Goa To Hyderabad

Hi all, I am 26 male from Mumbai working in a one of the private company. I am 5 feet 7″ height with black hairs and eyes good looking and fair enough to attract a female. If you like my story please mail me at “”. Lets start with our sex story. Few months back I got transferred from Mumbai to Goa for a period of time. Meanwhile I need to travel to my home town so I booked a Volvo bus which will departure from PANAJI at around 5:30 pm. It was a heavy rain outside somehow I got the bus on time...

3 years ago
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An Erotic Journey With Mom And Dad

“Seema!” My dad, Ramesh yelled at my mom, “aren’t you ready yet? We have to reach there by tonight not day after tomorrow!” Mom, like always was taking too long to get ready. I was all ready and had packed the bags into the car with my father. We were going to a family friend’s wedding. The wedding that changed my life forever. I am Suhas, final year B.Com student and the sole son of my parents. I very actively play cricket and football, and I consider that I have an athletic body. Dad(53) runs...

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3 years ago
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After Train Journey Effect With Nickey

Hi guys, I am (Neel) back with the next encounter here. I am sure all of you read all my previous stories “Enjoyed with Nicky the Online friend”, “My Story with Nickey Part-2” and “The Train Journey with Nicky”and who hasn’t read that, I would request you to read it. So guys, here I am with one of the next encounters. After that day, we had more encounters in the train. People could not understand anything about us. However, one person in the train asked, if we are married, to which I said we...

2 years ago
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A Strange But True Journey to Happiness

A strange but true Journey to happiness. If I begin at the beginning - my earliest memories. I knew at school I was different, I hated football, I hated rough and tumble play. I wanted to play with the girls, to look pretty like them and to enjoy their great hair, pretty clothes and games which seemed fun. Sure , I tried my mums clothes, my sister clothes but I knew that to keep them happy I would have to toe the line and be a boy.... Uch, how much I hated that. It frustrated me a...

3 years ago
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Fucking Bus Journey

Hey all…Its ritu again writing ma experience in mah new story in this site. Not wasting much time m writing my story. As u know about me in my last story m sexy girl with figure of 34-28-32 any one can fall for me. Its my cool cool journey to my native. I was in hostel and going to my home during holidays.And that time my bf told me to accompany me.I also readily agreed.My bf, akash..Handsome hunk and many classmates has fallen for him but he proposed me. And we both paired. Akash is so caring...

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