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Maidensdoom Wyrm

Copyright Oggbashan March 2014

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.


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Lads and Lassies, listen now to me
While I relate the tale so dire:
Maidensdoom Wyrm roaming free
Condemning some to eternal ire.

From earth the Wyrm doth come
Giving lust to any Adam’s son
To earth again when Wyrm’s done
Who has power when Wyrm is gone?

Tup not a lass, nor woman grown
Nor e’en an ancient ugly crone
Upon the Maidensdoom stone
Far better leave the stone alone.

In the day the Wyrm doth rest.
Dead of night to take the test
For Wyrm to raise its crest,
Midnight hour much the best.

For woman sacrifice on that rock
Releases Wyrm from bar and lock,
Powers unearthed round her flock;
Powers that heaven itself doth mock.

Rash indeed must be that man
To gain Wyrm’s powers doth plan;
Better the Bible’s truth to scan
Than risk the Church’s dread ban.

But men there be who live for lust
Wyrm’s powers risk they must
But not you, I hope and trust:
Seeking ends but in graveyard dust.

Be she winsome, be she fair,
Be she blonde, or red of hair,
Be she eighteen or much mair,
Mother, crone – Rash man,beware!

Tup her but once upon that stone,
Releases Wyrm to be yours alone
Body will bring from you a moan –
Far better leave; your sins atone.

I had printed this as a modernised transcription on the printer attached to the older desktop I had put in my uncle’s study. The equipment would do until I could upgrade from the dial-up connection that was the best the village could have.

I had found this fragment, presumably of a much longer poem, in the family papers when I inherited the family estate. The parchment was torn as if was only the left hand half of a larger piece.

My inheritance was unexpected. My elderly uncle’s whole family, his son, his daughter-in-law, and their two teenage boys had been killed in a car accident in thick fog.

My uncle Simon died soon afterwards, but had instructed the family solicitors to change his will, leaving the estate to me as the next in line to the title of Socman of Maidensdoom. I hadn’t known because I was on a business trip in Sydney. While others could contact me, my uncle and the solicitors had no contact details except my London address. I found several letters from the solicitors when I returned from Australia.

Don’t think I suddenly became rich. The estate, much reduced by death duties by heirs dying on the Western Front in the First World War, was little more than the old house in poor repair, a farm leased out that had provided uncle Simon’s sole income, and the small hill behind the house. On that hill was the Maidensdoom stone of the owner’s title.

The Maidensdoom stone looks like a rough cut altar, standing about two feet off the ground. It is rectangular but has two projections at each end. The legends suggest that the projections were used to secure ropes holding the female sacrifice immobile while she was ‘tupped’. The modern word is fucked. There is no suggestion that the woman was ever really harmed, and certainly not killed. It appears that the women had been willing. I couldn’t understand why.

But there was someone who might know. If I were to die without c***dren, my cousin Sylvia would inherit the estate. She had been very close to my late aunt Hester, who had died about five years ago.

Although I call Sylvia ‘cousin’, the relationship is more distant than a first cousin. But we are both descended from past Socmen of Maidensdoom. I had wanted Sylvia for a long time, but she had treated me as a distant relation, not a friend, and certainly not a potential lover or partner. But as my heir, I had invited her to visit me.

What I really wanted was to tup Sylvia on the Maidensdoom stone. What little I understood of the legends included the suggestion that the man and woman who coupled on the stone were linked for the rest of the lives. A life linked to Sylvia seemed an attractive prospect. But how could I get her on to the stone? I had asked around in London and found a supply of the date-**** d**g. If Sylvia wouldn’t cooperate willingly, perhaps d**gged she might be persuadable? I still didn’t understand why the women were so willing to be fucked on that stone. I could ask Sylvia. Maybe aunt Hester told her something that Uncle Simon hadn’t told me?

The family solicitors had produced a draft amendment to my will. Previously I had left my estate in trust for my uncle’s son and his sons. Now they were dead, Sylvia was my only living relation. I had friends, but none close enough to leave more than a few trinkets to.

The next few weeks passed in a whirl. I had to arrange for a survey of the old house and get estimates for the more urgent repairs. I was still running my business in London, trying to create time for a week or two at the old house, yet despairing of getting my staff to take suitable responsibility. I appointed a local firm of land agents to deal with the builders and asked them to employ some cleaners to make a few of the bedrooms and living rooms vaguely habitable. It was costing money, but I could afford it. If I made an office and installed fast broadband at Maidensdoom, I could sell my London house. I could live very comfortably as Socman, travelling to London sometimes.

Sylvia and I communicated by email and text. She would arrive next Saturday and stay for a few days. I was excited by the idea of those few days. Would they be long enough to for me to persuade her to lie on the Maidensdoom stone?

I left my office early on Thursday afternoon so that I could visit the land agents, get the house keys back, and check on Friday that everything was ready for Sylvia.

The land agents had excelled themselves. So had the cleaners. Maidensdoom sparkled in every room despite the faded furniture and curtains. The curtains could be replaced. They were 1960s. Some of the older furniture could be reupholstered and some just replaced. The heirloom furniture was wooden and had been polished beautifully.

The only disappointing parts were the kitchen and grounds. The kitchen had been modernised in the 1950s. The equipment was working but antique. Two of the bathrooms had been refitted in the last ten years. The grounds showed that my uncle hadn’t spent much on gardeners. The hedges were overgrown and the flower beds had too many untrimmed shrubs.

If the land agents knew of gardeners as competent as the cleaners then the gardens could be improved.

I had my evening meal in the local public house. It was a competent meal but not up to the restaurant standards I was used to. I asked some of the regulars about local restaurants. Their opinions varied but apparently there are half a dozen or so reasonable restaurants within ten miles. They could be explored later.

Saturday morning I met Sylvia’s train. She would have come by car but some drunken idiot had side-swiped it. It would be repaired by the middle of the week but she didn’t want to drive an unfamiliar hire car that far.

I would have recognised Sylvia anywhere from her flaming red hair. Her head shone on that station platform, reminding me painfully just how much I wanted her.

We went to the Land Agent’s office first. I wrote a couple of cheques then asked if the staff could witness my new will. Sylvia objected.

“Why now, Duncan? Couldn’t it wait?”

“Sorry Sylvia, but you have to be my heir just in case…”

“OK. But I still think it could wait.”

I spread the will document on the desk, and while two of the staff and Sylvia watched, I put my finger on the seal and said:

“I execute this as my will and deed.”

I then signed it, and two copies. The witnesses signed all three versions. I put one copy in an envelope addressed to the family solicitor, put a postage stamp on it and sealed it. I gave a copy to Sylvia, and put the last one in my jacket pocket. As we left the office I posted the Solicitor’s original in a nearby post box. It wouldn’t be collected until Monday afternoon, but it was safe in the care of Royal Mail.

Sylvia didn’t say anything while I drove the short distance to Maidensdoom house. Once we were inside and her suitcase was in her room, we made coffee in the kitchen. She looked around as if in disbelief.

“Depressing, isn’t it?” I said.

“No, Duncan. It isn’t. I’m amazed at how clean and tidy it is. It was never this clean even when Hester was alive. It wasn’t tidy after she had died. Uncle Simon used to leave most things on the work surfaces. I can see what this kitchen must have been like when it was new. But I couldn’t live with it now. There’s no dishwasher. The washing machine isn’t even a twin tub.”

“I bought a microwave…”

“I can see that. It jars with the time warp that this kitchen is. Can we take our cups somewhere else? I’m feeling sad. This was once Hester’s pride and joy and now it is just out of date.”

We moved into what had been Simon’s study. It had a good view of the hill and the sun was shining on the Maidensdoom stone. Sylvia picked up the printed doggerel.

“Intriguing, isn’t it?” she said. “Is that all you know?”

“Yes, Sylvia. I assume you know far more than me. I didn’t discuss the Maidensdoom stone with Simon. He disapproved of my father going into ‘Trade’, as Simon put it. Since I was also in ‘Trade’, I wasn’t popular either. We rarely discussed anything.”

“But your father and now you have made enough money from Simon’s despised Trade that you don’t need Maidensdoom nor the income from the farm. You have, haven’t you?

“Yes, Sylvia. I could sell the business and retire tomorrow. My father sold part of it when he retired, but I’ve bought that part back. I own it outright.”

“So my cousin Duncan is rich?”

“I wouldn’t say so. Comfortable is a better word. But Maidensdoom needs money spent on it. But why? Who’s it for? If I die, you’ll inherit. Neither of us have c***dren to pass it on to.”

Sylvia sighed. I looked at her. She answered my unspoken question.

“I had hoped. He was an arsehole. He lied to me all the time. I thought… Never mind what I thought. I ditched him nearly a year ago and there’s been no one since.”

“You know that I have loved you for years, Sylvia…”

It was her turn to look at me.

“Yes, Duncan. I knew and know. But you are so boring, so staid, so wrapped up in your business. I wanted to live, to go places, to see things, to DO things. I’m sorry. You seemed like conventional suburban domesticity and I didn’t want that. What he offered seemed better. It wasn’t, because what he was offering was a lie. That still doesn’t make Duncan any less…”

“Boring?” I suggested.

“Yes. If only…”

“If only what, Sylvia?”

“If you would take a risk, expose yourself to some danger…”

Sylvia waved the printed doggerel.

“…Like ignoring the warnings in this, and going for it. Raise the Wyrm. See what happens.”

I was shocked. Was Sylvia actually suggesting I should fuck her on the Maidensdoom stone? I wanted to, I was plotting how to, and she seemed to be offering exactly what I wanted. I cleared my throat.

“If that is what you want, Sylvia, for me to prove I’m not boring… May I have the pleasure of your company at the Maidensdoom stone tonight? At midnight?”

“La, Sir,” Sylvia said, dropping a mock curtsey, “I thought you would never ask. Very well, cousin Duncan. We have an assignation, tonight, midnight, and you can tup me on the stone.”

I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed it. As I let go, Sylvia flung her arms around me and kissed me firmly on the lips. We clung together for minutes. When our lips parted she still hugged me.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why I agreed, Duncan?” She said.

“OK, Sylvia. Why?”

“Because you trusted me. I know more than you do about the Wyrm and the Maidensdoom stone, yet you were willing to take the risk with me.”

“Are you going to tell me more about the legend?”

“Only after tonight. You trusted me. You don’t need to know more –yet.”

The rest of the day we spent exploring Maidensdoom house, making lists of jobs to be done, things to be changed, things to be restored. That evening we went to one of the local restaurants, by taxi, so that we could enjoy wine with our meal. We arrived back at the house at ten o’clock.

“I’ll have to change, Duncan,” Sylvia announced. “I want to be comfortable at midnight, and accessible.”

She winked at me.

“I suggest old clothes for you. Clothes you can take off easily…”

She disappeared upstairs.

“See you here at half past eleven,” her voice floated down.

I shaved, showered and changed into jeans and a fleece jacket. I stuffed some cable ties into a pocket. I had checked that they were long enough to secure Sylvia to the Maidensdoom stone.

She wasn’t on time. I was pacing the hall when Sylvia swept down the stairs. She was wearing a gypsy blouse over a long flared skirt. She pulled at the sides of the skirt and swirled it around her.

“See,” she said, “easily lifted for immediate access. Ready?”

“Ready,” I replied.

“Let’s go.”

She held out her hand. I took it and we walked out of the front door. I shut it but didn’t lock it. We were so far from the village, and even in the village people didn’t lock doors.

It took us just a few minutes to climb to the Maidensdoom stone. In the moonlight it looked far more sinister than in bright sunlight. I looked at my watch. It read ten minutes to midnight.

“Duncan. Are you going to secure the maiden?”

I produced the cable ties as she spread herself across the stone. I looped a tie around a projection and an ankle, pulled it just enough to lock, not to cut into to Sylvia’s skin. I repeated that on her other ankle.

Sylvia grabbed her skirt and pulled it up to her chin. Even in the moonlight I could see trimmed evidence that Sylvia’s red hair was natural. What had the doggerel said?


Be she winsome, be she fair,
Be she blonde, or red of hair,
Sylvia was winsome, fair as in beautiful and certainly red of hair. But the verse went on:

Be she eighteen or much mair,
Mother, crone – Rash man, beware!

Sylvia is well over eighteen years old, but why should I beware? I was securing her to the Maidensdoom stone. What risk was I taking? Surely she was the one in danger?

I stood back as Sylvia tested her bonds. It was two minutes to midnight. I wouldn’t need arousing. My prick had been standing to attention from the moment she took my hand. I shed my jeans and boxers, then the rest of my clothing. I knelt between her legs. Sylvia flinched as my hand stroked her bush then bucked slightly upwards against the hand. My watch second hand moved towards midnight. As it reached twelve I eased my erection into Sylvia’s willing body.

There was a tearing sound as if a plough was ripping the earth beside us. A mist formed on all sides, cutting off any vision except upwards. Sylvia shouted:

“Yes!”

My head started spinning as if I was very drunk. Although still thrust deep into Sylvia I seemed to be pushing upwards instead of down. Sylvia’s face appeared above me. How? She was secured face up on the stone.

She wasn’t. I was. My cable ties were holding my wrists, my ankles, not hers. I was the captive. I wasn’t tupping her. She was tupping me, riding me. She had grown larger. Her face shouldn’t be above mine while we were still coupled. She wasn’t tall enough. She was now. She grew larger still. Instead of looking at her face I was looking at her neck, her shoulders. She ripped her gypsy blouse open. Her breasts were hanging either side of my face and lowered. My mouth and nose were in her cleavage.

“Now you know, Duncan. The maiden becomes the Wyrm. And the Wyrm claims her victim, the man rash enough to tup on the Maidensdoom stone.”

I might have responded. I couldn’t. I was struggling to breathe between her enfolding breasts. I gasped as she raised herself enough for me to grab a breath. They lowered again.

“Oops!” Sylvia said calmly, “I forget this part.”

She lifted her breasts again, shrugged off her blouse, screwed it up and stuffed it into my gasping mouth. She knotted the sleeves behind my head, gagging me. Her breasts surrounded my head again, this time leaving my nose clear to breathe.

Sylvia’s pussy pulsed around me. I couldn’t hold back and thrust upwards, ejaculating into her.

“Good boy! Well done!” she said.

Her pussy continued to clutch me and my erection returned unnaturally quickly. I came into Sylvia again and again, uncontrollably. She was draining me. She didn’t relent for a long time but finally she let me rest, still held inside her.

“I can tell you now, Duncan, what Maidensdoom means. It isn’t doom to the Maiden. It is the older meaning of the word ‘doom’. That was ‘judgement’. The Maiden becomes the Wyrm and judges the man who tups her. However he tied her, so is he tied. However he treated her, so he is treated. You have been doomed by this Maiden.”

I tried to struggle against my bonds. All I did was sink my nose into a soft breast.

“Too late, Duncan. As the Wyrm I control you totally. I am larger than you, stronger than you, and I have an important part of you firmly held.”

Sylvia’s pussy contracted again. She sat back, allowing me to see her face in the moonlight.

“But you have nothing to fear. I wanted you. You trusted me. You risked the Maidensdoom stone to please me, because you wanted me. Instead I have you. This Maiden has decided your doom. You will be mine. No. That’s not right. You ARE mine. And the Wyrm’s. For the rest of our lives I can raise the Wyrm at any time. I don’t think I’ll need to. I think you will be a satisfactory husband and father without the surrender the Wyrm could enforce. You will marry me, won’t you? All you have to do, all you can do, is nod…”

I nodded. I had wanted Sylvia for years. A Sylvia who wanted me? I couldn’t refuse. I nodded again.

Sylvia’s tears trickled down her face and dripped on mine. She bent down and kissed my forehead. Her hands struggled to untie the blouse gagging me. She pulled out the sodden mass of material and her lips eagerly met mine. She had begun to shrink back to her normal size and I had to lift my head to keep our lips together.

The cable ties dropped away. I brought my arms to surround her as she rested her head on my shoulder. She sighed gently as the mist faded away, exposing our linked bodies on the Maidensdoom stone.

We stayed there, wrapped around each other for at least an hour. We climbed off the Maidensdoom stone, dressed as best we could and walked back to the house with our arms around each other. We went upstairs, to the same bed, and coupled again and again.

The power of the Wyrm gives me strength to continue much longer, to recover quickly, to do enough to satisfy Sylvia at her most demanding, but only when Sylvia invokes that power.

I have been ‘doomed’ and found acceptable.

If I had not been?

Sylvia told me the rest of the legend. If a man is doomed by the Maiden he has tupped on the Maidensdoom stone and is NOT acceptable, or has ****d an unwilling Maiden on it, she can decide that he will never have an erection again with anyone, and he could be left tied to the Maidensdoom stone for days.

Even if she spares him those fates, any attempt to **** another woman would lead to him being dragged by invisible hands back to the Maidensdoom stone and tied there for another ‘doom’ to be given by the woman he tried to ****.

I’m enjoying my doom.

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The new Mrs Harris part 15

Later that day I found myself back in my own house. I had taken a bath, and as I lay relaxing in the hot soapy water, feeling the heavy weight of my huge breasts greatly reduced by the water holding them up, I thought back to my day with Matthew. Everything about it felt wonderful. I hated giving blowjobs, hated the taste of others mens cocks in my mouth, the musty sweaty taste, and the disgusting salty sliminess of the cum that ended up in my mouth. But Matthew tasted wonderful. It was...

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The Favor

The Favor. When I was Master-at-arms at the W.A.V.E. barracks in Roosevelt Roads, Puerto Rico, the women got to know me pretty well. They became comfortable enough with me to change clothes in front of me when I was in their rooms for business or socializing. I didn’t realize how comfortable they had become until one day when Tammy and Penny asked me to come to their room. It was my day off and I was dressed for the beach, t-shirt and trunks. I stopped by their room intending to proceed to the...

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My new bride Part 3

“And it’s all for you.” I said smiling as I kissed her. “It better be.” She laughed We lie in each other’s embrace for a while then pack our things and checked out of the hotel. We got into my car and back to my moms. “Why did we come back I thought we were going to go up to the cabin?” She asked “I need to get more clothes, and I want to see if my sisters want to come up.” I said “Oh okay but hurry I’m getting hot.” She said I walked into the house and into the living room....

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Ted WhoChapter 6

We got back into town after the six-game road trip and I could hardly wait to call Sandy. I'd started all six games and gotten 26 plate appearances. For the 26 trips, I had two hits, two walks, and was hit by a pitch once. There'd been no obvious cringing at the plate, no bailing out -- I didn't even feel stressed about the pitch that hit me on the left shoulder, even though it missed all the elbow padding and stung like a sonuvabitch. So I didn't feel spooked at the plate. But -- two...

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Padosan Larki Ne Strapon Se Choda

Mera naam ankit hai, main 23 saal ka hun, main Mumbai me job kr raha hun aur ek 1bhk flat me rahta hun. Mere flat k baju wale flat me ek bahut hi khoobsurat, hot and sexy larki rahti h jo abhi B. SC. kr rahi hai aur wo 21 saal ki. Ab main kahani me aata hu, jaise ki maine aapko bataya ki wo larki matlab shilpa mere flat k baju me rahti h to parosiyon ke taur par humari jaan pehchaan hue. Hum dono ek doosre se khoob milte aur dher sari baaten karte. Main ek software engineer hun isliye mujhe...

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Naked Cuddles

My best friend slept over at my place again last night. This morning, we move around each other easily as we shower and get ready for the day. I get breakfast ready in the kitchen wearing only a fuzzy bathrobe, untied and loosely draped around me. My best friend wanders in and declares that he wants a hug. Demanding hugs is kind of out of character for him, so I turn around to ask him why. That’s when I realize that he is naked. I laugh. “Too bad! You don’t get one.” “Why not?” he protests,...

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eating my first cream pie

My wife and I over the last 7 years or so enjoy fucking others,she's 58 and I'm 60, well my wife enjoys fucking other guys, I'm not allowed but I have strayed a few times. One weekend before Mardi Gras, we live in New Orleans, we went to a Mardi Gras Ball in the convention center along with 10,000 other crazy parade goers. Now if you haven't been to one of these super parade balls, go. The parade actually goes into the convention center and it gets wild. The ladies are all dressed up in long...

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I know I shouldnt but i cant help myself

It started off as an entertaining thought to stop my mind from sinking back into boredom mode when it just shuts off. They were writing a test and I began to think what it would be like to touch her. In the beginning the touches were ‘unintentional’, I would stand in her way so she would nudge past me or I would ask her for the salt and our fingers would touch in the exchange. Then I started fantasising about her enjoying the touches and wanting more, she approaching me and then us kissing. I...

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Ashley teaches Kirsten a lesson

All I wanted to do was watch some porn, some good old girl on girl action but of course my internet would be down on the day I was so horny. I could order it on TV but if it came on the bill there would be a long discussion with my parents about sex, puberty and all that good stuff. I mean I was 17, I had heard the sex talk over a hundred times I knew all the basic stuff like use condoms, birth control etc. I was sexually active because who the hell in Orange Country at the age of 17 wasn't?...

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Is It An Affair Under Construction

The sweltering heat in the concrete jungle is horrendous and top that with the humidity of the maximum city, it becomes unbearable. Even with its drawbacks, I had learned to be appreciative of this concrete jungle, considering it provided me my bread and butter quite literally. My job entailed showing uber rich people unaffordable under construction flats and convincing them to buy them. This meant I had to bear the brunt of the extreme weather along with the dust of the site. These factors I...

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Owning Cousin StaceyChapter 9

I wanted to have my fun with Aunt Wendy, of course, but I was already a little tired of her bullshit. I suspected that the same would soon be true of Mom. I decided that I would discipline and re-educate my mother and aunt, but would soon make a pact with Uncle Manfred. He would get his former sisters-in-law, while his congress with Stacey, Ellie, and Trish would fade over time. I wanted revenge, but didn’t particularly desire either woman in reality these days. They were better off as...

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Forced Into Porn

Forced into Porn by Steve69 I had been caught red handed by the assistant principal of my high school my senior year. I had been working in the office all year and had as one of my duties the job of maintaining the cash fund for payment of school contractors doing small odd maintenance jobs that our staff could not do. The system was so loose that it almost begged to be abused, and well I did. I had worked out a way to skim around 10% of every payment...

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Midnight Confession

My eyes popped open as I heard the sound of a key working its way into the lock of my front door. I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes before glancing over at the clock on the wall. ‘2:52,’ I muttered, slightly frustrated. I had expected Ashley to come home hours ago, and had apparently dozed off while waiting up for her to return. Picking up the remote control, I turned off the television just as the door opened and my girlfriend sauntered in, a smile spread wide across her...

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Pyasi Choot ko aakhir me lunda mila

Hi I am Mamta from Orissa. I am a regular reader of ISS. First I am introducing myself. I am a widowed woman. My age is 27 years. I am an Oriya lady and with 5” 2’ a best figure of 36-28-36. Jab mein 25 sall ki thi tab meri sadi hui thi lekin meri sadi ki abhi ek saal puri honi hi thi lekin meri durbhagya ki karan meri pati ka accident mein maut hogaya. Ab mein alone hun kyun ki meri sadi love marriage thi aur fir wo bhi inter caste thi isiliye meri bhaya bhabi (my parents already died) ne...

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christmas in family one tijuana nigth

[my last christmas w/ my husband we go with my husband mom and dadd but are only on home he. my husband daddy.he was atletic old guy strong tall and w/ some big where you now......my husband go home for some chritsmas dinner for the old man because he are alon all nigth.so.....i stay w/ him the little k**s play outside he closed the door and we drink a couple or tekila shots and believ me ok i fall sleep yea rigthmmmmmmmmmmmi fel the ands on my body and he put up my mini skirt and he fuck me...

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Kuch kuch hota hai

I m going to narrate a story (fiction). It based on a movie Kuch Kuch Hota hei… same character but different story. You have watched that Movie many times and also know abt its story and so I m trying to Narrate it on my way. I hope that u will find it a good change with Stories and also hope to all member to like it.. Anjali: hi rahul…. Aa gaya chootiyee.. Kahan mara hua tha itni der Se kaprey utar k tera wait kar rahi hoon mein… Rahuj: hi anjali…. Wo kya hei naa suba suba mujh se jaldi utha...

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Doing Belize Part Two The Mainland Shopping

I woke in the morning to find Tina and me cuddling, holding each other tight. “Good morning.” I said smiling. Tina smiled, reached and kissed my lips. “Good morning.” And then she rolled on top of me. She climbed on top of me, our clits touching, we started moving, rocking back and forth, sliding up and down, and rubbing our throbbing clits together. We were taking our time, slowly moving our hips in opposite directions, letting out short soft moans and gasps as our clits would meet in the...

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Suckloving MotherChapter 7

The following day, Debra was lounging in the tub. Her asshole had a throbbing in it. Her shitter wasn’t sore, but throbbed in a pleasant manner. She leaned her head on the rim of the tub, her legs parted so the hot water soothed her asshole. When she had told her son he could fuck her ass every day, he had taken her literally. He had fucked her in the ass twice more, the final time in bed, with her on her hands and knees, her ass pushed into the air for him. She was surprised her asshole...

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Becoming a Slut Couple George and ShawnaChapter 3

That night he had dinner at Carol's and then they rolled around on her bed until it was time for him to leave. Carol was an insatiable little slut and she kept getting him up to go one more time. She loved it all. She especially loved oral and she told him that she even liked anal but that would have to wait until another night because she was all out of Astroglide. Over dinner he had told her about his schedule and she asked if he planned on spending those days with her and he told her...

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New Beginnings Adams StoryChapter 14

I left two days later. It was the second day into lucky week thirteen. Oh joy. I didn't leave the next day because I needed to get ready. During the night our 'benefactors' stepped in once more and stirred the pot. When we woke the next day we found out that most of the ATVs had vanished. They left us four standard six-by-six vehicles and trailers, but they'd taken the rest, including my 'explorer' vehicle. In their place, they'd given us three new vehicles with matching trailers....

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When We Meet Continued

Please read When We Meet before you read part two. Since I am a guest in your house I do the dishes after breakfast. When I am done I make my way to you and find you out cold on the couch. You have worked all night so I leave you sleep. I call home and tell them that I am fine, log onto Lush and see what is going on in the forums. Next thing that I know its 2pm and you have just rolled over on the couch. You’re naked and have a hard on that is dying to be sucked. I tell myself that you have...

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Sisters

Sisters ? by: Serena Lawhead Chapter 1 - Captured 17 year old Errol Harris was pissed off, how dare that bitch of a teacher have the audacity to have him suspended from school! And for what he fumed, sexually harassing the girls in his class they said, 'hell didn't all girls like to be treated that way?' he thought, 'and didn't the blondes like it most?' That was what he'd learned from his older brother all these years that he'd looked after Errol since their parents had died...

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Letter to Glenn

Dear Glenn,I got your address from your mother. God it's been almost four years since I last saw you. I hope you, Lucy and your daughter are doing well. Doreen, the k**s and I are all good. Doreen got herself a new position at the post office, as a private secretary to one of the big bosses. I'm still working at the hospital, doing shift work. Jeez, it's got to be, what 5 years since we last saw each other.I had gone to the movies yesterday and stopped at one of those new coffee shops on...

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A New BeginningChapter 6

On my return I was just about to go into the tent when a loud "Hello!" stopped me. I turned and saw a slightly older lady in her mid-forties, small, slim and with a massive pair of glasses coupled with what appeared to be a massive case of the frizzies in her hair. "Hello," I replied. "I wonder if you can help us," she said. "We've just arrived today and can't seem to get our stove to work." "I'll be glad to have a look," I said and followed her to the tent next door and a...

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Locked and Mysterious Part 1

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the pounding in my head. How much did I drink last night? I tried to open my eyes, but the dim light bleeding into my bedroom was too much for them.I yawned and rolled onto my side. I felt something foreign underneath me. Confused, I reached my hand down to my waist and felt warm metal.What the fuck? It took me a second before I realized the metal thing was attached to me! I whipped the covers off my bed and my eyes shot open.I looked down and...

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Husbands Revenge

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The AllNatural Avenger

"Just another crime-free day in Natureville." an attractive brunette woman said to herself while flying above the city she protected. Aside from a turquoise mask and a blue necklace that helped Natureville's resident nude superhero hide her secret identity as mild-mannered nudist Luna Clark; the All-Natural Avenger, true to her name, was completely naked. Luna was granted with the standard superpowers at a young age like flight, super-strength, durability, and the like. But what made her stand...

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Private Monica Brown Ringside DP For Teen Boxer

Debuting today in Private Gold, Boxing Beauties is Monica Brown, a teen brunette who is not putting in any effort for her boxing training and needs to be taught a real lesson. That’s why her trainers Kai Taylor and Gerson Denny decide to put her up to the test of a hardcore threesome! Monica is much more enthusiastic about that prospect and wastes no time getting on her knees and sucking off both guys, getting things wet and ready for a rough pounding. Then watch as she gets blasted ringside...

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Only Girl in School Ch 2 a Frankel story

Originally written by Frankel After a while I knew I couldn't keep going. My daily routine was to wake up being fucked in the face or pussy or arse by the school captain. He would then handcuff me and spoon feed me a bowl of cum left by the other students as my breakfast. He then attached a lead to my collar and walked me to the only class I was allowed to attend - sex education. I wasn't so much a student as a prop. All day they practised thrusting their cocks into my holes and...

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Jonathon And Jackie Naked In SchoolChapter 23 Jonathon

I laughed and began to strip. Within a couple of minutes, Jackie, Mo, and I were naked and holding our clothes. Jackie gathered our clothes and gave them to Aunt Andrea. When Mom saw me, she looked shocked. After a moment, she grinned and then laughed. Max shook his head, but I did notice him looking over Jackie and Mo. "Um, excuse me, I wanted to stop and say hello," Lorie said. "Hi, that was very brave of you," I replied while shaking her hand. "I'm not going to thank you for...

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Ems Panties Pt 8

“Morning Keith,” He was in a rare happy mood. Maybe it was because he was off duty for the foreseeable future, or maybe it was because he fucked mom for 45 minutes. Either way I liked when he was like this. More Dad and less officer. He talked incessantly while we ran. I was struggling to keep up both physically and with the conversation. He talked about the deployments overseas, how much he missed it, the food, the sights, the girls. He was in rare form. “The women in Europe and Asia son,...

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Cafe Lawyer Ch 02

Copyright @ shuttlepilot and calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2012 * The momentary clink of her fork hitting her dish brought me back to my senses, refusing to accept the confused look on her face. The people at the next table were now watching, their gaze piercing the small distance between us. ‘Oh, my God, Jim,’ she whispered, ‘oh, my God, yes.’ ‘I think we should go,’ she said, putting her napkin on the table and standing up. I waved for the check and after leaving five twenties, we...

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Purgatorys ChildrenChapter 2

Getting up and down was relatively easy from the first level down to the sixth; stairs, ramps and moving platforms were common and easy to find. Every major corridor had plenty of choices, and the stairwells were relatively well lit. Below the sixth level, randomness and murky purpose intervened to create a maze of walks, tunnels and runs than ran hilter-kilter throughout the Temperdis. Folk history says that the Upstairs people built the first six levels, but the denizens of the Temperdis...

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With My Nephew Had Sex

Hi, My name is subha, I am 34 years old. I lost my husband When I was 30. I am extremely good looking and very sexy even at this age. I have maintained a tight body and terrific figure as I have not been touched for last 2 years. I have fair complexion with reddish cheeks. I am about 5’10″ with 40-28 -42 size body.But only thing was that had no children. I wear light colored transparent sarees with blouse. I tie the sari much below the navel and when I go out like this, people watch my boobs...

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The Contest Winner

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Dirty Mature Foursome

I was sorting through some files on my laptop recently and came across this account I wrote a couple of years ago but which I never posted. It’s a true story and reflects my weakness for older women in their 50s, 60s and 70s. I’ve added a slightly sad postscript and hope it provides some pleasure. Please be aware that it contains graphic references to messy sex in a MFMF foursome.Carol, my 64yo fuck buddy, and I were at a swingers club in the English Midlands where we met a lovely couple while...

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Unfaithful GirlfriendChapter 7

Bill Dodge placed his hand very properly in the small of the beautiful young blonde's back, just lightly enough to guide her through the double doorway and into the tiled entrance foyer. He took her light wrap and hung it in the formal-sized coat closet, along with what looked like a million expensive furs and cashmeres. She turned to look down the corridor toward the living room doorway, and Dodge was able to get a few seconds of uninterrupted, unabashed staring in before it was necessary...

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State of ChaosChapter 13 Home is Where the Heart Is

To the Harris family's credit there was no explosion in the room, but there was an awkward silence that followed Cheri's statement. Rebecca squeezed Tony's hand that was wrapped around her waist. He could almost hear her mind racing. "Oh god," Cheri said, tears beginning to flow freely. "I feel like an ungrateful bitch." With that she fled to Tony's side and awkwardly tried to bury her head in Tony's shoulder. "Unh-uh," Tony said, pushing her upright. "Rebecca can you get some...

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