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4. Largo

Lizvette was silent as we drove from the hotel to the chapel. For most of the trip, she held my right hand clasped between hers in her lap, freeing it only when I needed to turn. I enjoyed the feel of her firm thighs under the snug white cotton leggings she wore. Her gaze, serene and contented, alternated between the road, the unfamiliar sights, and me. At one point she smiled and lifted my hand to kiss it, when I sang along with Frank Sinatra on the radio,

"And someday I'll know
that moment divine
when all the things you are
are mine."

We drove through the open gates of the Secret Hearts parking lot and I saw Kit and Candy emerging from their car, a sporty apple red hatchback that seemed to be made for Kit. He wore dark sunglasses and a wool blend jacket with a purple tie. With his slim build, dark wavy hair and beard, he looked every inch a European movie star. I half expected an Italian or a French accent when he smiled and extended his hand to me and said, "You picked a beautiful day to marry your beautiful girl." The charm, the aura around this k**, was irresistible. Yesterday, he was a lovestruck puppy, barely able to keep his knees from buckling. Today, he was winsome and confident, with the easy manner of a young man who had just spent hours making love to the woman of his dreams. Kit could have won with a word any girl he wanted, and he wanted and won his older sister. I looked at Candy as she helped Lizvette with her things, and understood why. Like me, he had found love where it wasn't supposed to be, forbidden and unknowable, then he found a way to keep it. I felt a genuine connection to him, and to his sister, and I was happy they were there.

To me, Candy asked, "Did you enjoy the Bellagio last night?" Her tone, slightly flirtatious, slightly teasing, told me she already knew the answer. She too wore sunglasses on that bright desert afternoon, with her hair pulled back in a long ponytail that flowed down to the top of her ass, which swayed prettily under her loose linen dress with each step she took.

"We had an unforgettable evening," I told her. I watched her lips form the same crooked smile in the same semi-concealed laughter I saw yesterday as her brother stammered his vows to her. I added, "Thank you, Candy." She took my hand and squeezed it as Kit held open the chapel doors.

"I'm so glad," Candy said. "You were like angels from heaven yesterday. Our friends had to cancel and we really wanted witnesses. Witnesses who weren't being paid to be here. And Lizvette was just too precious."

We stepped into the foyer and were greeted by the young girl from yesterday, the minister's daughter. Candy and Lizvette smiled at her and said together, "Hello, Luna." Luna opened the door to the bride's room and motioned for Lizvette and Candy to enter. Lizvette turned and looked at me, with her garment bag folded over her arms in front of her. She started to speak but instead stepped toward me quickly. She reached up with one arm and pulled me toward her for a kiss. It was like she was saying goodbye. In a way, this was an ending, and she sensed it before I did. We kissed, looked into each other's eyes, neither of us knowing exactly what to say but both of us well aware that one part of our lives was now ending, and another was about to begin. She turned and walked past Candy, who followed her into the bridal room. Luna closed the door and motioned toward the opposite end of the foyer to another room, where she led me and Kit.

Piero joined us almost immediately. "Good day, Mr. Conlin. Oh, Mr. Donnelly. Good day to you!" He seemed surprised to see Kit. Had he forgotten I arranged before leaving yesterday for Kit and Candy to serve as our witnesses? He adjusted the bill, I knew. "The chapel is prepared and we are waiting only for your bride to dress. I understand you have prepared your own vows, and I will ask you to recite yours first, then your bride. Will you exchange rings?"

"Not a ring, from me, no. But I do have a gift for her. It will require me to kneel. Do you have anything like a foot stool?" I asked him. He said he was sure he could find something suitable, then excused himself to meet with the bride before opening the chapel doors.

Soon, I stood where Kit had stood a day before, at the altar in the chapel, decorated now with Roman arches and columns, probably made of styrofoam, but to the eye appearing almost ancient. The chapel smelled richly of the various herbal plants that adorned the altar and the bridal walkway. The minister entered, with the organ lady from yesterday, his sister Analisa, who greeted me before taking her seat at a full sized harp situated beside the organ. Pluck, pluck zing, went the strings, very harmonously and filling the room with centuries old Italian music, transcribed from guitar at my request. She played beautifully.

The harp music stopped, and a recording of Ave Maria, sung in a rich baritone, began. Luna then appeared in the foyer, now dressed in a simple gown of pink pastel, so sheer the outline of her little body was visible beneath it as she walked through the light of the chapel. Having no breasts, she needed no bra, though her brown nipples protruded faintly through the fabric. Only the visible line of the elastic band of her flesh colored panties told me she wore any at all. Seeing her and the beauty of her youthful innocence made me think of how I must have appeared, at an even younger age, to Dawn, my eldest older sister. Did Dawn look at me and see the same beauty I now beheld in Luna, the night I felt her first touch? I replayed the scene in my mind, as I had thousands of times since, and saw Dawn enter the bathroom as I bathed. She knelt beside the tub, wet a wash cloth and scrubbed my neck, my shoulders, my chest, my legs, then let the cloth fall into the water, and with her hand between my thighs, rubbed me gently, pressing in places that no one else had ever touched. Sensations I never knew suddenly filled me, electrified me, and they seemed to flow directly from Dawn's hand. She became the beautiful source of magical delights for me, and wonderous unspeakable secrets no other boy knew. She always spoke of me as the most beautiful c***d she had ever seen.

Now I watched Luna walking toward me and understood how Dawn could have been so taken. On Luna's head lay a garland of pink petaled flowers and green leaves. She carried in her hands two more garlands. She asked me to bend for her as she placed one on my head, and then did the same with Kit. "Thank you my precious," the minister said to her as she returned to the bridal room.

With no mirrors, Kit and I looked at each other to check how well the garlands suited us. "Yeah. Nice. Not bad. Cool," we agreed. Candy appeared from the room next, in a garland identical to Luna's, and stood in the foyer, looking into the bridal room. Luna dimmed the lights as Analisa began to play, at Lizvette's request, the Largo movement from Vivaldi's Concerto in D for lute and strings,

Lizvette appeared, in profile at first, her eyes cast downward, and with the same serene smile she had worn since we left the hotel. Her hair was braided and coiled on her head, which was adorned with the garland of yellow and white flowers Candy had worn yesterday. She wore a simple floor length gown of white muslin, sleeveless and covering her from neckline to ankles, except for the slit on each side, which allowed a view of her legs with each step, up to mid thigh. I had described such a gown to her, but did not tell her on whom I had seen it before. On her feet she wore ballet slippers, with silk strands enwrapping her ankles and climbing upward. Around her waist, above the baby, a white braided rope of cloth was tied, accenting the round suppleness of her breasts, which jiggled gently with her movement. In her hands she held a bouquet of the same herbal plants that surrounded us, which I could not name then, but now know to have been marjoram, rosemary, lavender, sage, and myrtle. As she came to the mid point of the bridal path, stepping in waltz time to Vivaldi, her eyes looked upward and ahead, but not yet into mine. She was from another time, it seemed, and was almost another girl, though still very much, especially in comparison to Candy the woman, and Luna the girl who walked behind her, the eternally desirable, purely beautiful woman-girl I so deeply loved.

The music ended and the minister began. "Friends, today we come together, in the sight of the God of Abraham, of Jesus, of Muhammad, in the spirit of every lover from ancient times to present day, to celebrate the love shared by Lizvette and William, to unify them eternally in their devotion to one another, now and ever after.

"William, will you now look into the face of your beloved and speak your vows to her?"

I turned to face her and saw her at last looking into my eyes, expectant, trusting, so intimate she seemed unaware we were not alone. It was the look I saw from her only, I realized, when we made love. "My love for you, Lizvette, is the deepest love I have ever known." My voice was low, as if we were making love. "You are the first thought I have each day when I wake, you are the last thought I have before I sleep, you are every thought in between and you are the dreams I dream. I am filled with you. Let me forever belong to you, not only as your protector, your teacher, your lover, but as your husband. I want the rest of my life to be filled with you and the love that we share. Let it grow, and deepen and make us one. I am yours now and forever. And we are our own."

Her lips parted as she silently spoke, "Oh daddy."

"Now, Lizvette, will you, before these witnesses, speak your vows to William?"

"Daddy," her voice was soft and low, speaking only to me, "on the day we met I knew that love would find us. I knew that I would to belong to you. But I didn't know that every day would be more beautiful than the one before. You have given me happiness I didn't know I could feel. I will spend the rest of my life devoted to making you as happy. And I will be your little girl, your daughter, your lover, and your wife, to serve you and know that you will love me, nurture me and guide me. I am yours, Daddy."

I felt my lips respond, "My baby."

"William, will you now give to Lizvette the symbol of your union."

Luna appeared with a small, upholstered footstool and placed it between us. Lizvette was unsure what to do, not expecting this. I kneeled and held her right ankle, and lifted it onto the stool. Doing so, I caught a glimpse of the blue garter she had let Candy borrow the day before, that she had blindfolded me with last night, and that she now wore on her right thigh. With her foot placed on the stool, I turned to Kit who handed me the tiny box that held the symbol of our marriage. I opened it to reveal for Lizvette a small diamond set on a gold heart. I fastened it to her anklet, and, feeling moved enough by our vows to show my complete devotion, leaned forward to kiss the exposed portion of her shin.

I rose and the minister continued. "Lizvette Drew Feliciano, do you now, in this sacred place, before these witnesses, pledge your physical and spiritual fidelity, forever more, to William Entworth, having no other commitments before him, and promise to accept no others after him, for the remainder of this earthly life and the next?"

She looked at the minister and said, "I do."

"William Entworth Conlin do you now, in this sacred place, before these witnesses, pledge your physical and spiritual fidelity, forever more, to Lizvette Drew, while keeping only your prior legal obligations, and promise to accept no others after her, for the remainder of this earthly life and the next?"

"I do," I said to Lizvette.

"I pronounce you, William and Lizvette, to be husband and wife in the eyes of this church, with all the rights and obligations to one another that attend your sacred vows. And now with a kiss, let them be sealed."

Lizvette lifted her face to me as if she could not have waited another second for our kiss. As I felt the softness of her lips on mine, the warmth of her cheek in my hand, I heard Candy sniffle. The scent of the herbs filled my nose and the harp swelled, playing a traditional Italian wedding piece called "Caro Mio Ben" ("My Dear Beloved").

I held her face in my hands. "I love you, Lizvette Conlin. I will love you as long as I live."

. . . . . .

"Oh! Look at us feeding the cake to each other! That really makes it official, Daddy!" She put her phone right in front of my face from behind me as I sat in the hotel room easy chair, watching the fountain outside and enjoying my new status as her quasi-husband. "Aw and there's little Luna. I love her hair. Isn't she the most adorable little thing you ever saw?" I tilted my neck back and rested my head on the top of the recliner to face directly upward at Lizvette as she looked down at me. Her twin braids fell on either side of my face. I lifted one to my lips and kissed it. I could feel her breasts, so soft and firm under her muslin gown, pressing against my scalp. "Mmm here is a close up of us kissing. You have such pretty lashes, Daddy." I tugged at her braids to bring her lips to mine.

Her kiss tasted of the sugary cake frosting she had been nibbling at, and the non-alcoholic champagne she had been sipping since we returned from the chapel. "I love you, Mrs. Conlin," I said. She said she liked the sound of that, but returned quickly to the wedding photos. I stood and went to the dresser to pour myself another glass of champagne, from a bottle of the real thing I had decided to treat myself to, and looked at her from across the room, in profile as she leaned over the back of the recliner. The slit of her gown opened to show the front of her legs. I saw the muslin fabric d****d over her ass and filling the line that separated her cheeks. Her hips swayed slowly back and forth as she shifted her weight from foot to foot. Her breasts fell down and forward, tucked and billowing between her upper arms, straining her gown. If she had been a picture, I would have jacked off. I gulped the champagne in one swallow and went to her.

Behind her, I kneeled to kiss her butt through the soft fabric. I held her hips in my hands and rubbed my face against her ass, my cheeks against hers. I wanted to see it closely, to memorize the vision. I faced her ass squarely to admire how the fabric hugged it as she bent forward over the chair, how it flowed into the crevice at the top and outlined her, heart-shaped and firm. As I leaned into her to press my nose into the underside of her ass, she slowly but forcefully thrust it into my face. "Daddy wants some Vettiecake, doesn't he?" Her voice was cool, low, and controlled. "Is there a word for Daddies who love eating their little girls' butts?" She pressed her ass more firmly against my face as she reached behind my head and held it against her. "Is there?" She insisted on an answer. "Teach me."

I reached into the slits on either side of her gown to get at her panties. I felt her free hand slap my wrist, and take hold of it. "Tell me, Daddy. What are they called?" I was loving the feel of her warm ass covered in the softness of her gown, like a cushion of flesh pressed into my face, and I was willing to play her little game.

"Daughter butt-munchers" I said into her ass. She let go of my wrist and I went for her panties quickly to tug them down and off. She cooperated, stepping out of them, still in her slippers. She spread her feet further apart and grabbed again the back of my head. She pushed my face back into her ass, but I was already trying to get my nose into her pussy.

"My Daddy is a butt eater. I'm so lucky." With her free hand she began lifting one side of her gown, exposing more leg till her thigh and the underside one cheek was visible. "And what is the name for little girls who like it, Daddy?" She held her gown in place at that point, exposing no more for me. "Tell me, Daddy? What am I?"

"My angel," I said, more with breath than voice.

Her hand slapped the back of my head! "Angels let their Daddies eat their butts? No. What am I Daddy?" She was in her controlling mode, guiding me somewhere.

"My Vettie cake," I guessed.

Another slap!

"My daughter-whore."

Her hand stroked my hair and scratched my scalp, very pleasingly. "I like that Daddy. But what kind of daughter-whore? If I like my Daddy's tongue up my ass..."

The answer to this one I remembered from last night. My mouth watered anticipating my reward. "My beautiful daughter anal whore." She pulled her gown up and aside in one swoop of her hand and exposed her ass for me. With her thumb she opened her cheeks to show me her pretty pink puckered hole, and below it, her pussy glistened, waiting it's turn.

"I like being my butt eating Daddy's daughter anal whore. Taste me, Daddy." My tongue squished into her ass as her thumb teased the tip of my nose. Was she hinting at something by that? I grasped the top of her thigh with my hand, and with the tip of my index finger teased her pussy, coaxing her lips to unfold, until her clit would appear.

"Oh god Daddy. Yes." She was my little girl again. She lifted the back of her gown and d****d it over my head. Light from the open window and the lamp beside the chair, seeped easily through the muslin and I could see every inch of my baby's smooth ass and pussy. I licked her asshole in long, slow, drenching wet slurps. She tasted rich and sweet and so very, very young.

"Daddy," she paused and when she spoke again, her little girl voice was gone, and I knew I was again with her controlling alter-ego. "Did you like the way Luna looked?"

I remembered, as I licked my baby bride's puckered pink and brown hole, and inhaled the richness of her dampening pussy, Luna's little nipples protruding just slightly through her gown, sitting on top of her tiny mounds, precious little buds of flesh that would barely fill my palms, and of course the loving memory Luna triggered. "Did she remind you of anything, anyone?" Lizvette lifted herself just slightly up and away from my face, waiting for the answer. "Tell me." Lizvette knew nothing of my relationships with my sisters. No one did. What was she referring to?

I remembered then the photograph she had sent me a few weeks before, an old one she had taken on her sister's phone when she was ten, before she had her own phone. She stood in front of her sister's bedroom mirror, while Luci was bathing, with her tee lifted high and tucked under her chin, her arms together, pushing her little mounds inward and upward, smiling at the sight of her enlarged brown nipples growing wider and fuller.

"My little Lizvette. Luna was like my baby when she was that age," I breathed my answer into the space between her legs, admiring the sight of her caramel ass cheeks and her pink lips opening and shining for me, still so young and girlish. That vision mixed with the memory of her young girl's nipples pointing outward, erect and ready for their first kisses. How I wish I could have given them to her then. I pushed my tongue into her ass deeply, till I felt the muscles in my mouth stretching and aching. I pressed my finger into her pussy.

"Yes, Daddy. I told her not to wear her little cami." Lizvette giggled, out of tune with the cool womanly control she had been speaking in. "I told her it makes unflattering lines, as you would say. I wanted you to see her and think of me." She flattened her feet back on the floor and settled her pussy again on my face. "I wish I had known you then, Daddy," she sighed. Her little girl voice had returned and her body was telling me she was about to cum. "Mmm. ... You would have loved having me then, I know." The controlling dominatrix was gone now. My kitten with a whip was again simply my kitten.

I considered her words and knew they were true. She would have charmed me at that age, certainly, just as she did five years later when I first saw her. It would have been a different kind of love, but still very likely, love, just as my love for Bethie had taken on its own meaning for the two us about that time, love for Lizvette would have begun it's course then, too.

"But," she continued, turning her body toward me, and pushing my head away, "this is nice too, isn't it Daddy? Watching me become a woman?" I was now kneeling at her pregnant tummy, my hands gripping her ass anxiously, wanting more of it's musty sweet flavor, as she held my face tilted upward. I saw over her belly and between her muslin-covered breasts her smiling face beaming down at me. "Aren't my boobies more fun now that they're almost grown?" With her left hand she squeezed a breast, forcing her stiff nipple to push into the thin fabric. She smiled at my reaction. "Be still. Watch me, Daddy."

She tucked her thumbs beneath the braided seam above her belly. I heard the sound of Velcro unfastening. The top of her dress suddenly became a vest, now loosened from the bottom half, and the undersides of her breasts were visible to me. "You like me as a big girl, too, don't you Daddy?" She lifted the vest off of her shoulders. A length of thin cloth like a strap went from between her breasts where it attached to the gown, which was now an inverted V, and rose to her neck where it encircled her like a choker. Her bare breasts hung heavy and full, and so grown-up, above her stomach. Her braids fell beside them, framing them. Her nipples were swollen and pointing slightly upward and away from each other. Images of the little girl she had been gave way to the woman she was becoming. "Mommy boobies are pretty, too, aren't they Daddy?"

I rose to my feet, eager to get my mouth on them. Standing, I towered above her tiny body and had to bend awkwardly to suck her. "Daddy should be comfortable now. He's had a long day." She held my hands to keep them off of her and led me around to the chair and sat me down. She was in a sort of mommy mode, very nurturing, very soothing, bringing memories of Dawn, and her mothering, placating ways. I faced the open window and the dancing fountains and she pulled the ottoman closer and sat in front of me. She squeezed a nipple between her fingers and said, "Kiss it, Daddy."

I leaned forward, on the edge of the chair and put my mouth on her nipple. I sucked as she stroked my hair and said, in a very calm and almost relieved voice, "Oh that feels nice. Finally. I've needed this all day." I sucked, gently but firmly, knowing it was a comfort for her, not entirely sexual. She had grown used to nursing me when we were alone. It was relaxing for both of us. I switched to the other nipple after a few minutes. "I love you Daddy," she said, not teasingly, or dramatically as if in the tumult of lovemaking, but as a calm, simple statement of fact.

I reponded by cupping each breast in one hand and holding them together from below. I pressed my face between them to feel their soft, pillowy comfort. "I love you so much, Lizvette. I ... " Words failed me always at some point in our lovemaking. I would simply become dazed with sexual love and longing, as I was now, and could express myself to her only physically. I felt a kiss on top of my head. "Daddy."

She let me caress her breasts with my face for a few minutes while she stroked my hair and let out pleased sighs and amused little giggles. "You're so cute when you're like this, Daddy," she said at last. "But it's time for your present now. You have to let me up for a minute." I held her closer, saying no, I can't. "Just for a minute Daddy. I will sit back down. Just like this. I promise, baby." I relented and begged her to hurry.

. . . . . .

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Pollywanna

"I always look on the sunny side," Polly leaned over breathing beer in my ear. I was still too scared to venture even a furtive panoramic of the place. Nevertheless, I couldn't imagine what sunny side my sister saw in this thoroughly dark and dank dive. "You always were a regular Pollyanna," I managed to mumble back. Got a regular elbow-in-the-ribs for that observation. On the long drive down from New York, I'd half-jokingly frightened myself with the notion that when I finally...

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Pollyanna part 1

8:45 PM, the dressing room is buzzing, everyone is putting the finishing touches on their make-up. Most of the girls are already in costume, G-strings, pasties, and high heels or boots are standard for all the girls. They individualize their outfits from there, the usual stuff you see at a gentlemen’s club, cowgirl hats and vests, French Maid outfits, leather dominatrix corsets with matching thigh high boots, and schoolgirl tops and skirts. Michelle decided to go with the schoolgirl look. Since...

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Pollyanna part 2

Patrick drove home in silence that wonderful night with the windows down and the radio off as he grappled with what just took place. The feeling in his loins was incredible, but the struggle in his mind was as equally intense. He wanted Michelle so much, but he could only offer her friendship, and hot, passionate sex. She deserves more than that, much more. He held the fingers of his left hand just below his nose, enjoying Michelle’s scent while he drove, licking his lips occasionally for that...

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Pollyanna Part 4

It has been several months since Michelle left the loan modification department at My Mortgage Inc. and it hasn’t been the same without her. The spark is missing, everyone is just going through the motions and snapping at each other. Naturally, management didn’t replace her. Her work was just redistributed to the remaining team members. Patrick did his best to stay on top of the added workload, and Michelle was adjusting to her new position in the fraud department. Their affair had ended with...

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Pollyanna Part 4

It has been several months since Michelle left the loan modification department at My Mortgage Inc. and it hasn’t been the same without her. The spark is missing; everyone is just going through the motions and snapping at each other. Naturally, management didn’t replace her. Her work was just redistributed to the remaining team members. Patrick did his best to stay on top of the added workload, and Michelle was adjusting to her new position in the fraud department. Their affair had ended with...

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Pollys Past

I went to Vegas to party hardy and to try and forget the latest catastrophe in my life. My two-year marriage to 'the woman of my dreams' had just cratered and I was in sore need of some spiritual uplifting. It was my third trip to Vegas in the last ten years and it was also my third trip for the very same reason. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but either I had a black cloud hovering over me whenever I fell for a woman and married her, or something about being married to me turned woman...

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Friends and BenefitsChapter 31

When the alarm went off, I was dreaming of Tina. We stood on the Chi O steps, kissing, while she rubbed her stocking-clad foot over my naked ass and talked dirty into my ear. As the fog cleared, I realized I was conflating Tina and Lisa. My heart sank into my gut. I moped in the shower. Less than twenty-four hours after kissing Tina, I'd slept with another woman. Did I really let my dick run my life like that? I looked down at my dick, but it didn't answer. I sighed and finished getting...

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The family Reunion

The yearly picnic was planned for the fourth of July weekend.This tear it took place at a scenic mountain lake setting that was perfect because temperatures in the valley were forecast in the low hundreds.These meetings were always fun because my brother sister and myself got to see all of our cousins that lived in a three state radius.It was the summer of my sixteenth birthday and my blossoming sexuality continually kept my mind racing over thoughts of the next opportunity to dip my cock in...

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Zorans Story

Zoran's Story A Short Story By Maryanne Peters It was some years ago. Zoran's father called a family meeting. A series of shocks were to be delivered. The first shock was that his father had a secret. It went back to the old country - to their life in Yugoslavia (Serbia to be exact). His father had a shameful past. More than shameful - criminal. A secret that would see the head of the family imprisoned and the life they had built for themselves in America, lost...

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Boys Will Be GirlsChapter 2

In this chapter and any future chapters all transsexuals, transvestites, and shemales/lady-boys are referred to as she and her. So the Carmine name opened doors and instead of waiting for an opening I had an appointment with Dr Avram Fine that morning at 10 AM. I arrived 15 minutes early to scout out his practice and I found myself on Cameron Street the home of pretty much nothing but medical offices. They covered everything from cardiologists to sports injury specialists and on to gastro...

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Women Of My Wife8217s Family 8211 Part 2

Next day I woke up a bit late and my mother in law was about to go to the bath room to take bath. She gave a warm smile and facing me she raised her hands to untie her hair. That gave me an excellent vision of her big breasts, so inviting, I immediately got a hard on. She noticed that as I was not wearing an under wear beneath my dhothi and she smiled again. I got up and grabbed her breasts and removed her blouse. She was wearing a bra and naked breasts danced before my eyes. She removed her...

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Genetic Modification

Today was to be the day, all of the tests, the hypothesis and fights with ethical groups had been either worked out with scenarios considered, probed and prodded, or just discarded. Elaine, or just Laney to her group of friends, was ready. A small thrill of fear and doubt coursed through her, but she pushed it to one side and revelled in the luxury of the no expense spared comfortable room. "Hi Laney, would you like anything?" The mechanical and electronically filtered voice of Trisha came...

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Wifes First Gang Bang

Just returned from a business trip/holiday in the Aegean area to find that a story I posted on September 6 (Wife's Second Gang Bang) seems to have been well received. I will definitely post more stories, starting with this one, the story of Emily's first gang bang, which she will be writing herself.In answer to one comment we are definitely not American, and I doubt if I could ever get my wife to post a picture of herself. You will probably see why as you read more. I can only say that she is...

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Coffee Shop Lust Fantasy

There was a new girl working nights at the local coffee shop. She was perfect in every way and such a sweetheart. A few nights a week I'd linger around or roll in late, looking for that "right" moment. After over a month of this I finally went for it. The rain was drizzling down as I headed out the door. She was already off shift and waiting on a cab. As I passed by her that sweet voice said to me " have a great night ". Nothing at all sexual but it was so sincere and her voice is just so...

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busted fingering

One afternoon after sex with my husband that left me unfinnished I had to go into work to get a few things done, it was a weekend day so I would be all alone. I got to my office and I have a window the looks out over a busy street.we have shades on the windows so no one can see in but we can see out. Well I have played around before here alone knowing I cant be seen. so i thought now would be a good time. I turned my chair around looking out the window and unhooked my bra and took it off. I sat...

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The Calendar

It came into being at the same time as humanity. God thought that the best way to go about his plan for humanity would be to create a magical Calendar to help him plan, create, edit and keep track of the holidays and events that he created. Then, after remembering his omnipotence, he chucked it down from the heavenly realm to earth and promptly forgot about it. This Calendar that has taken many forms through the ages, and passed through many hands. Though through all that time it's power has...

Mind Control
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The Booty Inspector Part 4 ndash

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Blake Ch 06

Author’s Note: To my readers, I apologize for the delay in this submission. I originally intended to release this chapter with chapter five, but was not satisfied and scraped the whole thing. Other projects have also delayed my progress, but I assure you, I intend to keep writing and finish this series (in due time). I hope to have Chapter 7 done within the next week or too. Thanks for your dedication! *** When I walked into my apartment a little after two in the morning, I had expected...

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SwapChapter 29

"Hi, Eric," my father said when I answered the phone. "I thought I'd check on you. I'm also calling to thank you. The accommodations you arranged for us are fantastic." "I'm happy you're enjoying yourself," I said. "Listen, before I called you, I called Detective Newman. Hobbs finally rolled over on the cooker. Robert Jones is under arrest and in custody, and we have nothing to fear from him. Newman says he's non-violent, a nerdy chemist, not a drug kingpin. Escalante was the...

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Centerfold

Jim McGuire skidded his bike to a stop in front of the large blue sided house. Setting the bike up against the white picket fence, the eighteen-year-old glanced at his watch. He smiled as he saw that he was right on time. Not that Mrs. Burke would've been angry if he had been a little late, but it was a matter of pride to the sandy-haired young man that he showed up places when he said he would. Originally, he had planned to spend this week in Florida. His parents had promised him a trip to...

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The Second Person

Copyright© 2004 by Carlos Malenkov You walk into a room full of strangers and every eye in the place is on you. You think maybe you left your fly open or there's a huge food stain on your shirt. Those women over there by the wall are laughing, and you're dead certain you're the one they're laughing at. You're feeling like a two-headed freak and unsure of yourself, and you need a woman so bad, if only for reassurance that you're still part of the human race. That's the reason you came...

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Meri Bdsm Ki Fantasy Part ndash 6

Hi guys, I’m Manisha this is the sixth part of my sex story, I am really delighted by the feedbacks that I had got from you guys on my previous chapters, so if you guys had not yet read my previous ones, I’ll advise you to read those, so that you can enjoy this part. And one more thing I want to add is that my stories are not real it is an act of fiction , so any one wanna give me more story ideas or share some fantasies, please mail me along with your feed backs at [email protected] me...

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Sudhas Cheating Story With Watchman

Hi friends this is Sudha again and here I would like to narrate my next story with my watchman after that bus incident I became wild in sex and wanted more and more sex daily but my husband could not satisfy me. Hardly has he climbed me once in a week as I am sex starved and already tasted outside sex I have planned to seduce watchman for fulfilling my desires. He is 25 years guy with good physique. One day after sending my husband to office I have planned to seduce watchman when my watchman...

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Living LargeChapter 20

Jenny took Friday off to be with Erica. As they sat eating breakfast in a restaurant, she got the details of Erica's date with Jack. The evening was similar to the night before, they went dancing and then back to his place, but with only her and Jack this time. She seemed to have had a good time with Jack and she said that he was going to come and visit her next month. "So, maybe something is developing between the two of you," Jenny kidded. "Maybe," Erica answered in a non-committal...

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Breakfast on Sunday chapter 1

*******************************************************************************DISCLAIMERTHIS STORY BELONGS TO KARENKAY HER PAGE MAY BE FOUND AT WWW.LITEEROTICA.COM.AND VARIOUS OTHER WEBSITESI AM ONLY POSTING MY FAVOURITE STORIES AS A FAN AND NOT TAKING CREDIT. I WISH TO SHARE MY FAVOURITES AND IF ANYTHING PROMOTE THE AUTHORS HANDYWORK FURTHER AS A CREDIT TO THIER WRITTING.SOME PARTS OF THE STORY ARE EDITED TO MAKE IT MORE EROTIC AND ENJOYABLE BY MY STANDARDS AND HOPEFULLY YOURS.... BUT ALL...

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Modern Day Which Hunt Over with we Hope Chapter 2

The two laws involved in this case are the NSW Crimes Act and the Australian Criminal Act. However, it’s really three laws because the NSW Crimes Act was heavily changed in late 2010. These copies of the laws were downloaded in 2015 and cleaning up the formatting to use in this document was a lot of work. It’s probable the laws have change a bit since then, but when last checked there were no significant changes obvious. Thus no effort was made to use a copy of the very current versions of...

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Das sndige Dorf

Mein Name ist Martin Hofmüller, früher Bruder Martin und heute Senior-Leiter des Wohnheimes zur Guten Hirtin. Trotz meiner fast siebzig Jahre bin ich noch recht gut beisammen. einmal die Woche nehme ich aktiv an den Segnungen meiner jungen Eleven teil, die ich ansonsten aber der Aufsicht meines Nachfolgers Bruder Johannes sowie der Äbtissin Miriam überlassen habe. Die Schule wird von meinem Sohn Nikolas geleitet, dessen Kinder gerade hier durch mein Arbeitszimmer hüpfen während ich der mir...

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The War In The Pacific Part One

1944, West Coast of Japan, The Final Days of The Pacific Theatre of WarIt was a dark night; twelve hours had passed since Williams was separated from his squad. He had parachuted into war-torn Japan, near to a city on the coast of the country. His squad comprised of six other soldiers but he saw most of them go down into the sea, and even one smash into a cliffside. Eric “Tommy-Gun” Williams was part of the US Parachute squadron. Well trained and a respected soldier, he was however ruthless in...

Love Stories
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My HR A Lifelong Experience Part 2

Hello everyone, this is Arjun from Hyderabad. I am 22, with a height of 5’10 working in an MNC in Hyderabad. Please comment or provide feedback to the story at After reading my previous stories I received a good response and hope the same this time too.To understand this story better please read the previous part.In this part, I will describe our first time intimate moments and what happened next. After the deep lip lock I got a green signal that she too is interested in me. So, I immediately...

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A Slave To My Fetish

It had been a long day and the thought of a nice cold drink before dinner was rather appealing. The unusually hot weather had brought out the crowds on Ocean Boulevard, most of them, no doubt, heading for an early evening stroll along the beach. I decided to stop in at the Grill to sit outside and watch the world go by. Well, mostly to watch the many scantily-clad young women go by or as they stopped at the light, waiting to cross over Ocean on their way to the shimmering sands below....

Fetish
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What Dreams Are Made ofChapter 8 Curing A Performance Problem

I couldn’t believe it, I had lost control, my harem was now in control of me. Well not me exactly, but close. Something had changed in the 25 new clones they had made of me. Oh yes, they were me, looked exactly like me, had all my knowledge, even acted like me, but they were different. They were like the Hive. They were one, an entity. Each one knew what the other one was doing, thinking, even feeling. They really were ONE ... born and bred that way. Ann and the other Girls should have known...

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Claudias ConditionChapter 21

“It’s a good thing I packed more than one dress,” Claudia said, slipping her green teal one over her head. Dan came up behind her, caressing her body. “Do you think the people in the next room heard the bed hitting the wall last night?” He asked, fondling her tits. “I sure hope so, otherwise all that good fucking and moaning would have been wasted on no audience,” she joked. They checked out of their room meeting, the group staying next door in the hallway. Claudia smiled and giggled as...

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Family Reunion

Note : This story is completely fictional! “Family reunion? You gotta be kidding me!” was my outburst. The thought of a four day weekend wasted with my family was not my idea of a fun time. My family was a feud from the inside out. That’s why I moved away, far away. “But you have been away for ten years and I think that Thanksgiving weekend would be a great opportunity for you to see everyone and by the way, mend some fences.” explained Sheila. My sister was right about that. “Some fences” I...

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A New LifeChapter 9

I carried the little girl in and up to her bedroom. ‘Are you stopping for a while?’ Donna asked as she began to prepare her daughter for bed. ‘Do you want me to?’ She smiled and said, ‘Yes please.’ Although the old Donna regularly surfaced when we were out, I now, happily, rarely saw it when we alone together. ‘Then of course, but while you put Lisa Marie to bed, I’d better do the same for my girl.’ She giggled. ‘Bring a bottle of wine back.’ I raised my eyebrows. In the months of...

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Wife with her bro

We had spent the day around the pool and in and out of the hot tub. That evening after a few drinks while in the hot tub we decided to strip down and enjoy the water in the buff. That was the first time my wife ever saw how huge her brother was. His cock was at least 10 inches long limp. I could see the look in her eyes and knew she was intrigued. It was late and our daughter and the wifes brothers daughter were in bed in our daughter bedroom. After some time we got out and sat around the hot...

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Blind Date

I went with my best pal to his girlfriend's apartment to see if she wanted to go to the city to hit s few clubs for dancing and a few drinks. She liked the idea, so I called my on-off girlfriend and found she was off for now. My friend's girlfriend asked if her friend could come along as my date.I agreed and she called her friend, who agreed to come along with us.I hoped her girlfriend was as foxy as she was. After about a hour of light drinking and conversation, her friend knocked and entered...

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Taming of the Petgirl

Looking back it all seemed so obvious but I just couldn’t believe my own family would betray me so severely. I looked at my bindings and tried to think where it all went wrong. I had just turned 18. For most people that is a cause for celebration as they become an adult. As a young woman in a poor family in New America, it was a potential life sentence of servitude. While legally an adult for sexual purposes at 18 your parents legal rights supersede your own until you’re 21. Many girls would...

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Chloe and Jamey were meant to be

Chloe got pregnant at f******n, she had to get her GED and worked all sorts of jobs to provide for Jamey her only son. The father was not in his life and her parents had given up on her. Chloe did her best for what she had. They lived in a single wide trailer on a open piece of land, no neighbors no friends. As Jamey got older Chloe noticed some changes in him, not like normal boys. He grew his hair long never wanting a hair cut. His brown hair was down his back. Jamey was skinny, he loved to...

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Betrayed by HalloweenChapter 4

Suddenly bashful, Robby set Elaina on her feet and stepped back, his arms hanging at his side, his hands clutching their clothing desperately. Elaina, who wasn't so bashful, turned to face him, crossing her arms beneath her breasts causing them to appear as if she had put them on a shelf for display. She tilted her head to the side and smiled a crooked smile, the corners of her eyes crinkling in silent laughter. She allowed her eyes to sweep up and down his naked torso, taking in the lightly...

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Alls Not Fair Ch 2

LIFE IS FOR LIVING – – – by BLS The night that I went to that fraternity party I was determined to live life to the fullest. . . .I wanted to experience it all and I was fully prepared, or at least I thought so, to give myself to a man that night. The booze, the pot, and the pills were also new and I knew that they’d be there as I dressed for the party that evening. What I didn’t know was the devastating effect the decisions I made that afternoon would change life forever. At the party I was...

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Motel Weekend at the Fetish Flea

Motel Weekend Part I - FridayIt was the morning of our upcoming weekend; we were heading to PA to visit Mary, a female friend of ours for a weekend of kinky fun.  It was actually going to be a weekend of kinky fun for my wife, Mistress Jennifer and Mary, as I was to serve both ladies all weekend long.?Alison, Go get these last bags into the car and wait for me.? Spoke Mistress JenniferI did as I was told. It seems Mistress Jennifer was already into the weekend, as she called me by my scene...

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The Son8217s Sins

By : Vasu Hi this is Vasu age 25 completed studies and looking forward to settle in life. The incident that I’m going to narrate you has happen three year ago during Christmas holiday. The incident happened with me my cousin Prasad and mom. We are a simple middle class family, my dad work in a govt. office and mom is a house wife. I’m their only son. My cousin Prasad came to our house during Christmas holidays. Prasad is one year older to me. Their family used to live near to our house and we...

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