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Midnight Interlude
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It was well after midnight when the taxi pulled into the driveway of the farm. The barn and main house were dark. The young woman, Kelly, stepped out of the cab with a single bag clutched in her hand as she paid the driver. She looked around toward the house hoping someone was still awake, but there was no movement to be seen. To the side of the barn were dimly lit path access lights leading off into the darkness. She glanced at the confirmation sheet and followed the path to the cottage assigned to her.

The cottages, if you could call them that, were very small, consisting of just two rooms, a main room and a sleeping room. The main room had a couch and coffee table plus a small kitchen table and chairs. A wide space with a curtain separating the bedroom space that was barely large enough for the bed and a side table with 3-drawers. It certainly was not the lap of luxury by any stretch of the imagination, purely a place to rest and sleep.

Kelly flipped on the light switch and a single overhead light bulb came on. She looked around stepped into the bedroom, turning its light on and tossed her bag on the bed. Just as she turned, the light in the main room flickered several times and went out. With only the bedroom light, the darkness of the front room and the faint shadows created by the pathway lights outside only highlighted the dismal surroundings more.

Oh well Kelly thought to herself. She was tired from the long ride and needed to get some sleep anyways, the burnt out light would have to wait until morning to be replaced. She opened her bag and put her belongings in the drawers, keeping out her nightgown and robe. She had just removed all her clothing when something caught her eyes outside. Was there something outside or someone she thought to herself. She reached up, flipped the light off, and peered out the front window.

A shadow moved across her porch, she heard the boards creaking eerily. Kelly stood perfectly still, stark naked, listening and watching out the window. The night sounds of the farm drifted thru the air as she strained listening. Must have been my imagination she laughed quietly to herself. She started to turn, when she again heard something, this time at the door. Realizing she did not lock the door, the feeling of fear crept into her. As quietly as she could, she stepped towards the door to turn the key in the lock. She was within one foot of the door, when the door burst open in the darkness and a figure rushed into the room and a hand clamped tightly over her mouth to stifle her.

Within seconds, a strip of cloth dug deeply into her lips and tied tightly across her mouth. Her arms were forcibly twisted up hard behind her back bending her down. Her large breasts swayed under her and she felt the dark figure behind her pressing against her buttocks. A strong piece of cord was wrapped and tied around her forearms, keeping them in place behind her back making movement impossible.

"Stay still you fucking Bitch, don't you even think of struggling or moving," the figure commanded in a deep guttural voice. "If you are a good Whore, I'll let you go by morning."

Kelly's mind was wracked with terror, unable to move, helpless and naked. His words of if she was a good whore he would let her go did not bode well for her safety. She nodded her head submissively and did not move a muscle.

The front curtains were pulled shut and he stepped outside, brought a lantern inside, and lit it. His face was covered with a black silk mask, only his eyes and mouth were visible. He leered at her, his eyes roving up and down her body. He began removing his clothing in front of her. She tried to look away. He slapped her hard across the face and grabbed her chin pulling it forward toward him.

"Watch Cunt, Don't even think of looking away. I want you to see the cock that is going to be stuffing your pussy and ass tonight," as his pants dropped revealing a humongous column of flesh. Its length was almost 8-inches with a girth of a coke bottle, fat and ugly like he probably was since his face had to be covered.

Kelly's eyes widened seeing him step forward with it fully hard and he pushed it between her legs rubbing it on her pussy. He grabbed her tits with his hands, which like his cock, were huge and roughly squeezed them. Moaning u*********sly at the touch, not relishing the idea of being used by him, she got even wetter as he slapped her tits hard until they were bright red with marks. Tweaking her nipples, twisting them in circles as if removing a twist off cap, she yelped in pain through the gag.

Unable to command her body to be unresponsive but her pussy started leaking a large flow of nectar as he continued to roughhouse her breasts. Kelly continued to moan loudly, but this was not pain, it was pleasure. The man sensed this and slid his cock between her legs again and it came away soaked in her juices.

"Ah, you fucking little cunt whore, you like this don't you," he asked but he already knew the answer to the question, as she nodded yes. He took three fingers, buried them into her wet pussy, and yanked on her with them inside. Her body arched forward and her head lolled like a rag doll.

He pulled his fingers out completely coated with cum and smeared it around the gag in her mouth. He took his fingers and ran them along her cheek and jaw, watching her face as he did. She didn't move or react to his touch.

"You little cunt whore, you liked the taste of your own juice don't you bitch? I'm gonna fuck your ass and fill it with my spunk and let it drip into a cup and make you drink it," he spat out viciously with his spittle flying everywhere on her face and chest.

He rubbed his hard cock against her pussy lips, letting the tip follow the slit downward and into her butt crack, dragging her wetness with it. Reaching down, his finger finds the star muscles of her ass, and he begins putting soft pressure against it, slowly spreading it open. The tip of his cock just above his finger waits patiently for her anus to open wide enough for it to enter. The flow of her nectar trails along her butt crack freely, wetting the track completely until he slips the tip of his cock into her ass. The length of his cock is visible as the tip disappears inside her. He rocks against her, feeling her anus contract and grab at his cock. Grabbing her breasts with his hands, he squeezes them tightly, holds her still, increasing the pressure of his body against her ass, and lets his cock slip deeper and deeper in her ass.

As his cock becomes fully buried in her ass, using his hands on her breasts, he guides her towards the bed and staying inside her, forces her down on the bed face down. Once there, he begins pumping her ass, pulling himself almost all the way out, then pushing it back in fully. Kelly moans with her face buried in the bed, her hands still tied behind her, his stomach pressing them down into her back. Rhythmically he pumps faster, his balls bouncing against her with each motion.

Kelly feels his cock deep inside her ass and notes his gentleness with his thrusts giving her some hope that she would not be seriously hurt or damaged by the masked man. While the cock was unwanted, she felt herself giving into the feelings as her pussy continued to gush her wetness. She felt him stiffen and slow his motions, heard his breathing become ragged and in short bursts, when she felt him unload his sperm deep inside of her. He bucked a few times then lay very still, slowly pulling his cock out of her ass.

Kelly felt him wipe his cock on the bed sheets and move off the bed. As she listened to the rustling of the man behind her, she tried to turn her head enough to see him. The glow of the lantern painted his outline in shadows. She saw he was not a huge as she had imagined by his rough handling in the beginning. He appeared toned and athletic, almost familiar to me in some ways. The shadowy outline moved and the lantern was turned off. Soon afterwards the click of the door being closed was heard. She struggled herself upright in the bed and tried to loosen the bonds on her arms and wrists, but they were tied very tight and she was unable to free herself.

Kelly stood up, walking to the door and started to open it, but realized she had been stripped naked, and could not bear to be seen naked at her friend Frolic's farm in the middle of the night. She realized that she should have called Frolic and let her know she was coming, instead of just writing a letter. Then it struck her, the shadowy outline, was it Frolic's Uncle Tim? Or, OMG, her Dad!

As her mind pondered the revelation, Kelly tired and fell asleep on the bed. Kelly awoke with the sunlight showing through the shades in the living room while the bedroom was still very dark. Her wrists were sore and her fingertips were tingling with needles. She worked them, making fists and releasing them to get the blood flowing again. She felt faint, having not eaten anything since noon yesterday, she remained laying in the bed, contemplating what she should do, when the door opened and the window shades were pulled wide open.

Kelly's eyes closed immediately with the brightness of the sunlight hitting her and she gasped out loud. Trying to cover herself, she rolled and promptly rolled off the side of the bed onto the floor, pinned against the wall. The figure that had entered opened the curtains, turned hearing the noise, but saw nothing, and turned back around about to leave the cottage.

"Help…. Don’t leave me here," Kelly cried out. "I'm tied up and cannot move."

"Kelly? Is that you?" Frolic's Dad asked. "Where are you? I don't see you."

"Next to the bed by the wall Sir," came the timid reply. Ben moved toward the voice and wall, finally seeing the girl laying on her side, completely naked, her large breasts flattened against the wall. Her sleek body outline was accentuated by the bed sheets hanging down alongside her. His eyes roved over her body, taking in the breathtaking view of her laying there.

"What in the world has happened here?" he asked as he knelt on the bed above her. As Kelly looked up at him with sheepish eyes, she saw him lick his lips as he peered down at her body wistfully. "Are you alright Kelly?" She felt his hands moving along between the wall and her body, brushing her sensitive bare skin. He stopped as they were upon her breasts and he grabbed a handful and started pulling her upward toward the bed. She almost instantly began to get wet, feeling her friends' father's hands on her body.

Splayed on her back, her legs askew and wide open, exposing her luscious pussy and ample breasts to him, she smiled at him. She was unable to cover herself and probably would not have done so anyways, liking the feeling of his eyes ravaging her body without even touching her. His eyes seemed far away as he looked at her. His hand went to her face, brushing her hair back out of her eyes and lightly caressed her cheeks, running his finger across her lips gently. Without thinking, her mouth opened and she sucked his finger into it, licking it with her tongue.

Moving his hand back to her cheek, he stroked her lightly, progressing down her neck and shoulder. He started tracing little round circles along her collarbone, larger and larger until his fingers were going around her mounds. He watched her areoles shrink in size and her nipples stiffen to rock hard points. Cupping the undersides of her breasts, he lifted them, feeling the weight, pressing them together, rubbing the nipples against each other. His mouth opened and he sucked one nipple into it, while holding the other close to his face.

"Kelly….you are one of Frolic's most beautiful friends. I can not resist taking advantage of you like this, innocent and helpless in our little cottage, with no one knowing you are here." His voice was soft and exciting her more and more.

"Someone knows I'm here, someone came to the cottage last night and ravaged me. They tied me up, fondled me and then ravaged my ass most of the night," she spoke quietly. "I don't know who it was…I thought it might have been you, but now, I don't know."

"My dear, I would not have ravaged your ass. I would have fucked you little pussy here," he said as he moved his hands to her pussy and fingered her wet slot, "until the sun came up this morning. You would have never been able to sleep or fall off the bed if it had been me here with you."

Kissing his way down her stomach, his tongue leaving a trail of saliva all along the way, he reached her pubic area. Using his hands, he pressed her legs further apart, and began kissing on her soft inner thigh down to the backs of her knees. His eyes were fastened to her pussy, the labia had swollen red with blood and parted on their own, exposing the inner lips, like a budding flower, they opened exposing the deep coral pink insides. Repositioning himself, he buried his face in her snatch, licking and lapping at it's doorway, using his teeth, he lightly nibbled on the labia lips, pulling them gently into his mouth. Flickering his tongue deep inside her, he lapped like a puppy dog.

"Kelly…I want to fuck you now. Do you want me to fuck your little cunt?" he asked as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped and dropped his pants around his knees. His cock sprang straight out from his torso and bounced enticingly.

With a barely perceptible nod, she moaned, "Yes, fuck my little cunt. Make me your cum whore, give me your seed in my dirty little hole." She drew her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, pulling his cock toward her.

Without another word or thought, he pushed his cock head into her pussy with ease. He felt the warmth of her nectar coat his shaft as it went in deeper and deeper. He started rocking back and forth, pushing himself in until he felt the resistance of her cervix on his head. He stopped, held it in place there, and wiggled again trying to get it open more to unload his seed deep in her. Her legs were tightly pulling him deeper into her and her moans of pleasure made him stiffen and begin to unload in her cunt. He thrust time and time again, shooting cum into her, his own grunting drowning out her moans. When his pleasure had subsided and the last drop of cum was spent from his cock, he lay full down on her, crushing her breasts against his chest, and buried his face into hers giving her a deep passionate kiss.

They lay still together, wrapped in each other's arms and legs, kissing, both their arms and hands were caressing the other passionately. An hour passed as they both seemed to fall asleep without caring.

Frolic's Dad awoke first, looking down at the girl, he kissed her neck gently and lifted himself up off her. Her eyes opened and her lips broke into a smile seeing his face over her. He pulled her up and untied he wrists and unwrapped the ropes from her body, rubbing her arms and got her circulation going again.

"You better get dressed Kelly, Frolic will be so happy to see you. I know she has missed you very badly. I'll see you later my dear little whore." He quickly got dressed and left the cottage.

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Virtue or Vice Interlude

An Arresting Officer Officer Greg Morris couldn’t wait for his shift to end, so he could just go home, pop a few beers, put his feet up and call it a day. It had been one of those days that just seemed endless. Greg was proud to be a Police Officer. He worked hard, was diligent, helpful to everyone, did whatever was required of him. He took his job seriously. Greg was proud to say that he had yet to ever draw his weapon, despite working in a tough area. Greg was also proud to say that he had...

3 years ago
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Master Master Part 15 Interlude

Momo: Housecat. She’s very lazy and affectionate, loves to speak in third person. Sonja: Golden doodle. She’s very happy and energetic. Chloe: Mouse. She’s shy and is afraid of everything. Betty: Milking cow. She’s highly intelligent and mature with a dominant personality until she herself is dominated. Leah: Yellow-spotted salamander. The most animal-like of the hybrids, she is a mute and retains the same metabolism and skin as her original form. Her sweat is addictively sweet and...

3 years ago
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Health 101 Professors Interlude

I sat in my office, pretending to grade papers. I had a big pile of student reports describing their experiences with masturbation, kissing, and oral sex. They were all progressing. But was I giving them what they needed? Was anyone being left behind due to lack of individual attention? It would be so much better if I could work with just one couple at a time….I buried my face in my hands. I had done this many times before, yet at this point in every semester I was assailed by the same doubts....

3 years ago
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Bk 2 Ch 1 Interlude

Alena experienced life in fits and spurts as she slipped in and out of consciousness. One second a vaguely familiar man stood over her, the next, she felt herself being carried. She heard strange voices, muddled as if she were underwater. Something tugged at her, and she was vaguely aware of someone screaming. When she finally came to she was lying down, staring at a strange ceiling. Confused, she tried to sit up... and immediately regretted it as pain lanced through her chest and...

3 years ago
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Interlude

PROLOGUE: After Anne and Jamie’s ordeal in the bathroom of their place of work, they decided to become life partners, and have hopes of getting married, but sadly, they cannot due to the non-gay marriage in their state of residence, but none the less, they still love each other dearly. It has been 3 months when they first met….and this is that story. Anne awoke at around 2:30 AM, feeling groggy, she went to the kitchen to get some cough medicine for her cold and a hot cup of...

2 years ago
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Romantic Interlude

Rod wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. She nearly gasped as his lips found hers, his tongue gently pressing between her lips, his arms tightening around her waist. His hands slid up her back and back down to her waist again as the kiss continued for a few more moments before his grasp of her loosened and he stepped back. ‘Wow,’ she stammered as she stepped back and looked up at him. ‘I um, wasn’t quite expecting that!’ He simply smiled and they began talking about the...

2 years ago
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Sweet Interlude

The following is a story of romance, discovery and love. If you’re looking for a lot of hot sex, it isn’t the story for you. The sex comes at the end and is hopefully loving, tender and gentle. I have to thank my muse, the lovely Mona Lisa of Literotica. XOXOXOX’s to you, Sweet Thing. * I thought the first thing I would have noticed as I entered the luxurious penthouse apartment might have been the lavish furniture or the fine art along the wall or the exquisite chandelier in the entryway....

1 year ago
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Sam and Lara Interlude

It’s been a week of turmoil for both ladies. Lara wished she had put on the note to Sam to call her on a week night Sam was hardly able to suppress her excitement and nervousness, the wait was simply excruciating. Sam’s work usually ticked by with ease, but now seemed to drag by at an almost slow motioned rate. It wasn’t much better at home either, time seemed to be spent either reliving the Vegas experience, or wondering what to say when it came time for the phone call. Why had Lara been...

2 years ago
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London Interlude

Lisa was feeling wonderful. Here she was, sitting at the breakfast table in the dining room of a smart hotel in London. To one side she had spread a number of tourist brochures and leaflets, all with information about the terrific things to see and do in this, the most exciting city in the world, all ready for her to pick and choose her activities during this four day midweek break. Only a few weeks ago if anyone had suggested to her that she would be here now she would have said that they were...

3 years ago
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Late Night Interlude

It had been a long day and Jeanette was exhausted. She walked through her front door and immediately kicked off her high heels. They flew across the room, a shining blur of red vinyl smashing into a plump cushion pillow and bouncing off the corner of a walnut chair leg. Jeanette smiled a tired smile and tossed her auburn tresses out of her eyes. The work day was finally over. She shrugged out of her navy blue blazer and let it fall to the floor. Her black nylon shod feet stepped into the lush...

3 years ago
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A Romantic Valentines Day Interlude

You arrive at work to find a large bouquet of 2 dozen Roses mixed with wild flowers. You smell them and then read the card: ‘Can’t wait too see you honey. Missing you Every Minute. Have a wonderful Day. David’ You smile and then pick up the phone to call me. Unfortunately you get my voice mail and so you hang up. You fire up your computer and shoot off an email to me. ‘Can’t wait for tonight. Thanks for the flowers. You have a wonderful day too.’ You then set about doing your work. You get...

4 years ago
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Mountain Interlude

The air was cool as it gently blew through the windows of the cabin. The curtains fluttered softly in the light breeze and the sounds of night played a symphony for the lovers as the crickets, cicadas and frogs played their songs of love. The moon was full and seemed to cast a silvery look to everything. He lay on his back with his eyes half closed enjoying the sensation of her fingertips lightly running up and down his chest. She lay on her side with her leg thrown across his thighs watching...

2 years ago
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A Ghostly Interlude

Alan’s flashlight cut through the dust and gloom of the old attic, illuminating in small portions boxes and other sundry stored for no one knew how long. He had come to this house before, the first time as a teenager looking for a place to be alone. When he was told this house, only a couple of miles from his home, was part of the family estate, he investigated. It wasn’t a large house, but it offered some solitude from the pressures of his life. It was on one of these first trips that he...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning Interlude

I awake and turn my head sleepily to see you next to me, sitting up in bed, your long red hair in a halo around your face as it fans out across the pillow. You are writing on a pad, your brow furrowed in concentration. I can feel my renewed erection pressing against the mattress and seeing you like this, deep in thought and distracted, makes me want to possess you, to have you completely. We played our waiting game, and what a delicate and satisfying game it was, but I no longer want to wait. I...

4 years ago
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A Parisian Interlude

It was one of their occasional confession sessions. They did that from time to time. Em had come rather late to the infidelity scene. Ambrose had been an occasional player on that circuit for a long time. He was older by a decade-plus. This time they were sitting over the dinner table at home on a Saturday night not long after they’d returned from a European holiday. They were well fed and had several wines each to their credit and were chatting about their trip. Em and Ambrose liked going on...

3 years ago
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Adventures of a SwitchInterlude

Part 3 of St Wintermute’s School for Girls and its Headmistress, Ms Angela Hyde(her of the penchant for caning young schoolgirls) will return soon.I don’t know about you but as I get older I seem to be more horny, not less. I was surfing the net one morning after work, looking for something to inspire a good wank when I came across a video of a large breasted woman using a strapon on a man whilst milking his cock. I had toyed with my arse before when wanking, but had found the idea of...

2 years ago
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A Business Trip Interlude

Em had always found it difficult to resist a straight-out proposition from someone she was enjoying lunch or dinner with one-on-one and with whom she had established some empathy. Sometimes she wondered briefly whether this was entirely proper. Mostly she put this unworthy thought out of her head immediately. Even if she didn’t, even if the thought lingered which it sometimes did and which was always very sexy, she usually ended up with an urgently ardent new cock between her legs. So when...

3 years ago
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A Hilltop Interlude

Written with a little help from Tender Cowboy ???? Life changed dramatically after moving in with Jamie. I found that I had traded the comfortable but boring life of a mild mannered housewife with a cold and distant husband for an exciting life with an indomitable free spirit who pours his fiery passion for beauty into everything he does, whether he’s crafting a new beer, building a car, or making love. We both work hard all week, but the weekends are for fun. Whether we are taste testing his...

3 years ago
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Interlude

The loops of leather tightly wrapped around her breasts then fastened to the harness she wore caused those breasts to stand out proudly, reddened, just out there for the use and abuse of her Master. The harness was a simple thing, really.  Basically, a ‘V’ running from crotch to shoulders, from front to back.  The bottom was cleverly sewn so that He could have access to her cunt and ass, but it maintained the continuity of the outfit. To this harness could be fastened a multitude of additional...

3 years ago
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My photographic interlude

I am a photography buff, spending an hour or two most Saturdays and Sundays shooting pictures. If you are in my neighborhood on the weekends, you will see me coming and with my camera bag and tripod. My neighbor, Beth is usually outside tending her garden, and when we see each other, we exchange greetings. Beth asked me what I liked to photograph. It was an innocent question, but I decided to turn our conversation toward sex. I said that I wanted to take erotic pictures of women. She said good...

1 year ago
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Indian Summer Interlude

I was lucky and retired early. Although there was plenty to do, both at home and in a part time volunteer job I took on, I found that I was nowhere near as active, and had started to put on more weight that I wanted. Living in the Chilterns, I decided to see more of the local countryside and started to take walks out of the town and into the hills. This week, we have been blessed by a real Indian Summer, so as the footpaths would be dry, my walk this week was one that I had wanted to do for a...

2 years ago
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Jill Dipping Our Toes Upstairs Interlude

We made our way back to our hotel room and quickly entered and shut the door. Jill turned and looked at me.“Oh my God!” she exclaimed. I gave her a few moments to collect her thoughts, savoring her beautiful, flushed face. My wife. How did we get here? This was so not us.“Are you turned on?” I asked.“God yes... I know I'm soaked,” she said, holding her hands on her cheeks. “I am a strong, independent, woman...but...when you told me to pull my panties down, I almost came.”“Oh? You liked that...

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Sonoran Summer Interlude

Summer in the Sonoran Desert can be brutal. It is Arizona's answer to a pizza oven. The heat is dry, intense and sometimes oppressive. The way to cope with the heat are the local lakes and the Salt River. This year, I had bought an annual pass and found a nice quiet place to relax on a lake. I was there for about an hour when a woman in her fifties came by and was startled by my presence. "I did not see you there," she said. "Just me, my chair, a cooler, and a book to read. I am enjoying the...

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The Shaming Part 2 Sweet Interlude

Slowly I wake up. The rays of the sun enter through the slats of the blinds, and as I open my eyes, I see stripes painted across the walls of the room by the sun. My mouth is dry, and I am confused as to where I am. I have a moment of panic and then memory returns.I recall yesterday, my shame at having been caught shoplifting, my humiliation, the spanking I received and finally the pleasure and the shame of being subjected to all the lesbian sex play. I am alone and wonder where my stepdaughter...

Taboo
3 years ago
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Local Affairs 3 Interlude

Readers are advised to read “Local Affairs" parts 1 & 2 first.  Being awakened by a ringing phone before eight in the morning was not Greg’s idea of the leisurely Sunday lie-in he had hoped to have; but the melodious chuckle that greeted his rather surly “Hello” immediately dispelled his initial mood. It was Sarah. “Hi Greg – sorry to be ringing a bit early. I hope you’re not feeling too worn out.” “No, Sarah, I had a lovely time, and I’m still enjoying the memories.” “I enjoyed it too,...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Butterfly Beach III torm Clouds Over Eden An Interlude

From the sketchbook of G. McCrossen.Day by day, the desire to be rescued fades. Here, I no longer fear being found out. I feel free. Returning to civilization is far from my mind. Carter tugged insistently on Gavin’s hand as they walked along the beach, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks before sluicing through the tide pools their constant companion. They’d left the camp after devouring a meal enhanced by the pink fruit that had become a staple for the castaways, Grant wanting to...

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