It's Gonna Be Like Ringing A Dinner Bell... free porn video

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I'm smiling so hard my lips hurt. "You're two hours early" I say, trying not to giggle as she glides by me through my just opened door. I'm trying to be cool, I've been talking a lot of shit with this girl online. I want to act hard, but right now I just feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"I decided not to stop at the hotel before coming over" she tells me. "I freshened up at the airport before picking up my car... don't you like surprises?" She asks with a wicked grin.

Well, yeah, I like surprises... but I can't talk right now because I'm looking at her. I know it's rude to stare... but she's fucking gorgeous and I have to take her all in. (and I never said I wasn't rude) She's still grinning as her hand moves up towards one of the few buttons straining to keep her low cut blouse intact... our eyes are locked. I can see the dark fire in her eyes, I can feel it.

In the time it took this sexy woman to release one button... I went from warm and fuzzy to hard, and throbbing, and I need to fuck this bitch! Now! Then the next button... I'm trembling... and the last... as her top falls open her smile warms and she says "I wore that blue teddy you like from my pictures." The blouse falls to the floor and she steps toward me.

She's taller than me. Good n thick too. She places one hand flat on the middle of my chest as she leans in. I'm so hot for this girl. (and a little scared)(it’s been years...) I lean in to meet her half way but she's holding me back... my flesh is burning against her open hand...I push harder... she resists. She leans in further... the fire in her eyes is darker... she's not grinning anymore.

She grabs a fistful of my shirt as well as several of my chest hairs as she presses me heavily against my wall with her forearm. I'm breathing hard from the pressure and the lust. She's so close... I can smell her passion.

"I hope you don't think I arrived here early just to give you a fashion show and let ogle my titties" she says sounding annoyed. "I figured that was just a bonus" I say somewhat frightened. She does not seem to be amused. (I finally get my mouth to work, and that's the best I can do!)(I guess it's no wonder why bitches hate me)(did I mention I'm an asshole?)(I don't like assholes either... but it's no reason to hate)(peace out)

Now back to the lecture at hand...

"I came here to fuck!" She barks in my face. Then she hisses "and I get what I want!"

The next second I'm being flung, pulled off the wall forcefully by this crazysexyb**st. My ass hits the couch awkwardly, I try to get up, but she's on me. All I see is the blur of her skirt flying by, as she straddles me. I'm barely on the couch, my feet are on the floor but half my ass hanging off. I'm pinned. She grinds against me as I try in vain to re-position. Her eyes are closed, hair wild. That wicked grin is back as she pleasures herself on my lil bulge. Most of her ample weight is pressing down on my dick, her fists grip my wrists, arms bent back painfully till my hands are at my shoulders. I'm humbled, I really can't shake her off.

I think I'm about to be m*****ered!

I don't even know why I'm trying to get away... this lusty pussy is in heat… and she’s using my dick as a fucking scratching post! (I'm pretty sure that's a fantasy of mine)

She hovers over me, still grinding. Her breasts swaying, hard nipples dancing underneath the seams of her teddy, taunting me... the silky lace hiding nothing. I stop resisting. Content, just for now, to enjoy the show. Sensing my surrender, she looks down at me. She can see right through me. I'm an atheist, but I feel like I"m looking up at an angel... a fallen angel.

If I have a soul... I just sold it.

She lowers her face to mine, cheek to cheek. I inhale deeply, the scent of a woman. Now her mouth is on mine. Her kisses are sweet but restrained. I want more. She kisses a path from my mouth to my neck, she nuzzles. I lean my head back and to the side exposing more. Her teeth find their mark. I flinch, startled. That hurt! Then again and again. Marking me, measuring me. I don't flinch again. My chest, neck, and shoulders are burning when she's finally done. I'm covered in teeth marks, hickies, and goose bumps. My shirt rent and drenched in slut slobber.

She throws her pain at me.

I take it... I want it... I need it.

"I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you!" She snarls, as she lets go of my wrists. I don't even know what's going on... when I feel her grab a fistful of hair and force me back down into the pillow. The other hand is working hard on my waistband. She's looking down at my pants, trying figure a way to get my dick out. It's hopeless... even I have to look and use both hands with these pants.

I have the same problem with bras.

Just as I'm remembering that my arms still work, she fills her other fist with hair and lays down on me. Kissing me hard. "You know I still have my pants on?" I ask when she takes a breath.

She presses up off me and the couch. "Take your fucking pants off" she orders as she stands up over me. Her clothes seem to fall off while I'm working my sticky zipper. She's right in front of me... in all her naked glory... and tall stripety socks.

My pants fall as I hop to my feet. I pull her to me, arms around, our bodies meld together. (this is where I want to be... right here... forever) But first I have something to say...

"I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you!" I swagger, as I throw her (a little to hard)(sorry)(I'm new at this)(why's everyone riding me today?) to the couch. She was smart enough to land lengthwise on the couch before I descend... I come down on top of her, one knee between her thighs. Instinctively, she clamps her legs around mine before I can wedge the other one in and finish this story.

Twisting and shoving she fights me... I lay on top of her, but I am not at all in control. She's pummeling me. She's all elbows and knees. I hold her close, so she can't knock me off. My face is buried in her bosom. Hanging on for dear life. I get an idea... A bad idea. I bite her boob.

Laying flat on my back on the floor next to the couch is giving me a new perspective on my situation. I do not want to be on the floor when this bitch springs off the couch.

Actually she rolled off the couch at my feet when she threw me. Toppling over most of the cushions as well as up ending the contents of her travel bag. (she brought some toys)(some really big toys)(this is gonna be the best weekend)

I notice her before she notices me. She's facing the couch, on one knee. Without thinking I'm on her. I grab one arm and fold it behind her back as I smash her face into the couch frame. I'm on my knees behind her, my cock pressed against her ass. She's slippery and wet everywhere. I fumble with my dick trying to slop it into position. She struggles to resist as I press my hard cock up and down her dripping crack. Probing and poking... searching... (I know it's here somewhere!?)(I've seen pictures!)

aaannnnddd.... I'm pretty sure I'm in... maybe... pretty sure...? No!

aaaannnnddd..... Oh Yeah!!! That's the stuff! wait... no... wait... wait….!

and then... it was as if God (his own bad self) somehow reached around (with his surprisingly girlish hand) and parted the clouds. Revealing to me... (Oh! There it is!) one, hellafat pussy. (did I mention that I like girlies with hellafat pussies?)
How did I miss that! Dude! I can see right in her! It's gonna be like ringing a dinner bell... CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! "Come n' Gittit'!!!" I yell... then I place my dick in her.

With the fight over (mostly), we start fucking. I have both her wrists crossed at the small of her back now, gripped firmly in one hand. A fistful of back fat in the other steadies me as I slam into her, watching her ass wobble with each thrust. (I really do like girlies that jiggle when I fuck ‘em) Pounding harder and harder, I feel our bones rattle as our bodies collide.

No longer resisting now, her body roils before me. Accepting my need

She's mine... for now...

I release her hands... they flop apart limply. I slide my hands up her arms to her shoulders. My fingers dig into her firmly. I pull back for leverage and increase the tempo. She's moaning to the beat... lost in it.

She's diggin' it. So am I... a little to much. I started to hard and fast. Plus I was desperately horny when she got here. Not to mention, she's hella sexy. And her flowing pussy feels like fiery silk. Honestly. I can't believe that I've lasted this long.

She groans a mild protest when my cock slides out and smashes on her ass. I straighten up and press my hands on both sides of her ass. Spreading it open I slide my sloppy dick into her sweaty crease. Her butt hole winks at me as my cock head glides across. I drag my junk up and down the length of her crack slowly. I stop, my shaft resting on her pretty hole. I wrap my cock with her ass cheeks, I'm still quivering from the close call.

She's looking back at me... wanting. I stand up behind her. I guide by her hips to stand up in front of the couch. Her feet are on the floor, her knees resting on the edge of the couch. I bend her over until she's holding onto the back of the couch. Her tits and belly swaying. I bend over and kiss her sweet ass. I kneel behind her and hold her open as I press my face in and kiss her pussy. My nose is nostril deep in her sloppy taint. I nibble and kiss her as my nose slides up across her asshole. My mouth hovers over her... she's tense. I turn my head slightly and bite. I have a healthy mouthful off asscrack, with just a hint of pucker. I bite down a little more as I suck harder, then let it go with a juicy pop.

mmm... maybe another...

When I stand up behind her a moment later, I can't help but notice her ass is covered with dental impressions and sloppy hickies.

I rest my ball, (I only have one)(wanna see my scar?) and my wet floppy dick at the top of her asscrack. I let the gooey duo slug down her spread cheeks till they fall free, slopping across her pussy. I hold her open with one hand as the other scoops up my dick. I press it hard against her as I slide it over her clit and sloppy opening, then back down. Still floppy. She looks back at me with a concerned frown on her face... but when she sees the blissed out smile on mine she has to smile back...

aaaannnndddd...

I'm hard.

Her tits and ass and belly are slapping and quaking as I get back to screwing this slutty treasure.

With a fistful of that wild hair, (at this point it sorta looks like it came straight out of a scene from "There's something about Mary meets Chaka Khan") I pull her hard onto me. I take my pleasure with her. Going hard but not proving like before... I'm cruising. Our bodies are still slapping but our bones are quiet.

Her pussy is divine, I can't get enough. I drive on. My free hand exploring whatever it can reach. It reaches her hair. With two fists of hair I pull hard. I lean back and press up hard into her. Still pulling. Her arms and hands raise off the couch. I continue pounding. Balancing her on my cock by her hair. Her hands are free and she's working her neglected nipples with passion. Pinching and pulling. Humming to the beat. I want to go harder, (I never learn) but in this awkward position I can't do it.

Drilling steadily, I move one hand from her hair, scratching it down her back... leaving a pink trail. I move my body as close as i can as my hand snakes its way down around front. Through the sweaty crease I find it. That little nub. I tease her for a while, but we both want more. I press my clenched fist over her mound crushing her clit down hard towards my thrashing cock. Then back up until she's stretched open tight. Over and over, like an old school washboard. This is getting her worked up, and me too! But my back is killing me. I have to lay her down.

With her back on the couch, she brings her knees up and back. Open for me. I lay between her legs, my body on hers. My cock find her and enters. Held between her legs and wrapped in her arms. This is heaven.

We kiss, softly, lost in it for just a moment. We're both too revved up. A tender kiss quickly turns into her feet on my shoulders... and that slam fuck thing we do now. We're Knocking bones again. My weight crashing down on her. Folded over on her back. Pinned to the couch. I hammer her. I might not be challenging her with my lil dick, but I promise you this. A bitch is gonna feel it when she's being smacked in the cunt by 170 pounds of ragging hippy. Hey now!

With her legs up and me all over her, she can't get a hand on her clit. She wants to come so bad. I'm trying to drill through her, I fuck harder. The sweat is burning my eyes as it runs down to drip off my nose, I fuck harder...

"eat me" she begs weakly

(I like when a girly tells me what she wants)

(sometimes she gets it)

I keep fucking...

(sometimes she don't)

My face is hovering over hers, eyes locked as we fuck. My need outweighing hers.

For now.

I keep fucking.

She brings her hand up behind my head and pulls my face to hers. Nose to nose, forehead to forehead, banging together as I keep fucking.

Holding my face to hers with both hands now gripping my hair. Kissing me while our lips are sliding and bouncing... "make me come" she growls, then bites me.

I keep fucking.

I'm nearing my peak as well... I should let her come first. She's a guest!

I'm not sure why she resists when I try to pull my head away. (I guess I could just tell her I'm ready to eat her now)(what's the fun in that? )We're still fucking as I struggle to pull my head back, she has a death grip on my hair. My cock slides out of her as I bring my knees up for leverage. In one painful motion I tear myself away. I drop between her legs and tuck in. My tongue finds her clit with ease. (God only has to show me once) Her fists are in my hair again, leading me, making sure I don't miss anything. She's slamming her pussy against my tongue and mouth now. I curl my lips over my teeth so she doesn't impale her good stuff.

She pleasures herself with my face. Grinding and pounding my mouth with her pussy.

I taste blood, my poor tongue is probably bleeding. She lets go of my hair, one hand moves to her pussy. I kiss the fingers in front of me. Then the back of her hand. I watch her moves as she skillfully takes over. I am always willing to learn from a master.

I kneel on the floor next to the couch watching. Her legs are splayed up and open. She's working her clit mercilessly but her drooling pussy looks so empty... I slide three fingers in, hard, up to my knuckles. "Oh yeah, baby" she sighs, "hold them in deep when I come".

I have all five fingers in when she starts bucking and groaning. Her skin is covered in gooseflesh, her nipples hard and tight. Her face is about 50 shades of purple when she starts thrashing about wildly... "I'm coming" she warns. (I like when a girly tells me she's coming)

Just as the first wave hits, I pick up one of the toys that had fallen out of her bag earlier. He's a honker. Long, thick and heavy. My fingers don't even reach all the way around. I shove him in to the hilt as she blasts into what appeared to me to be a thrashing and kicking, pretty dam good orgasm. I'm just along for the ride as wave after crashing wave of intense pleasure clamps down on that cartoonishly big wiener filling her so perfectly. I pound her with it until she goes stiff one last time. (I make the girlies cum proper in my stories)

Quivering she takes hold of her big friend and makes sure he stays put. Snug and tight. Gripped between her thighs. She curls up on her side facing me. My cock is still throbbing as I watch her melt into a puddle of girl goo. She beckons me onto the couch with her. I spoon in with my back to her and she snuggles me in tight. (I like girlies that snuggle) I'm starting to feel warm and fuzzy again when she wraps her hand around my barely hard cock. I nestle into her ample everything. Her arm around me, her limp hand holding my slowly softening dick. "I like hippies that are patient" she coos as she wobbles my weeny around in her hand, "and good things come to those who wait" she adds.

I'm not the kind of guy to argue with a girly that has my dick in her hand...

but...

just as soon as I can pry that fire plug sized prick out of her...

I'm gonna fuck the shit outta this bitch!

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ISABELLESex on legsEvery now and then you may come across a young lady such as Isabelle. They are though very rare in my experience. I have only met two or three in all my years. However; when you meet such a girl I think you will know it without a doubt.My Isabelle was quite simply ‘sex on legs‘. She even smelt of sex; it would drive me wild just to sit next to her; her sex was overpowering. She; of course, knew this and she exploited it to the full. She wore flimsy clothing that barely...

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Southern bell

EXIST AND THE THINGS THEY DO NEVER HAPPENED. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, PLEASE STOP READING IMMEDIATELY!!! OTHERWISE READ ON AND ENJOY! The first time he saw her he was in love. She was the perfect woman for him, a true southern bell. She had long blonde hair, dark blue eyes and stood five eight without shoes. Her body had nice curves, her thirty-five inch breasts looked fine against her twenty-four inch waist, her hips measured thirty-four inch each only made her breast look bigger...

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I rang her bell at Taco Bell

I was selling some BDSM items on Craigslist. These items I never use and some items I made. A woman contacted me and wanted to buy them. The items were one heavy duty (more of a decorative) wood sorority type paddle with holes in it. I made it a few years ago. But it was just to thick(1"), unless you are a pain slut and can take it! I had 1 crop, 1 in good shape riding crop. A small flogger which would be good on a woman's cunt or nipples as a tease. And 4, 3 lb. weights. Lets say you could use...

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Max Dolcett Saved by the Bell

Obligatory Explanation The first two stories in this series “The Facts of Life” and “The Brady Bunch” explain the reasons for the world being as it is and the classification system. I would like to invite you to read those first but if not suffice to say that in this world, slavery and snuff/Dolcett has been normalized. That worked for me as the only explanation I needed when I first discovered Dolcett’s art. This story begins in the later seasons of the TV Show Saved by the Bell as if it...

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Officer Campbell

To be fair, most people thought the do-gooders had gone too far as there was now a total ban on spanking at home and spanking and caning at school. All such discipline was now carried out at the local Discipline Centre.What was worse, was that discipline between adults for sexual gratification was also against the law and was seen as a mental state and anyone caught practising it was guilty of a crime and faced a period in detention. Of course, no one got physically disciplined when in...

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A First Time for Isabella

Wow! I couldn't believe it. My girlfriend, Isabella, an amazing girl, yet one whom if you were to see her on the streets, you might think she was one of those stiff ladies. Normally she's businesslike, commanding, straight and narrow. You know the type!But, tonight... We were at dinner and we were discussing what to do. We had a late dinner, as she was busy in the office and couldn't get out late until her projects were caught up for the weekend. I myself had the evening free and was just ready...

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Wedding Bells are Ringing The Wedding of Nicole and William

Introduction: Continuation of the Adventures of a Railfan Series Wedding bells are Ringing – The wedding of Nicole and William This is a continuation of the Adventures of a Railfan series. In this story, William and Nicole get married and they start their lives together. This is also a work of fantasy, even though the two people depicted in the story are based on Fiancee and myself. If you are a new reader, I suggest you read the Adventures of a Railfan and Nicole, Myself and Rachel before you...

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Ringing in a new age

Ringing in a new age. By Blossom Loverose. "You look just like your Grandmother!" that was what twenty-five year old Clay Castleberry was often told by those people who had known his grandmother. Having never met his grandmother, Clay could not say one way or the other if he looked like her or not. What he did know was that with his strange silver hair and his slim body that really had no muscle definition, he had been...

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Isabella

Our producers had determined to stage Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare, one of the strangest of all his plays. The wild boy Claudio is sentenced to death for having sex by the uptight bureaucrat Angelo. Hypocritical and corrupt, Angelo offers to let Claudio go free, if he, Angelo, can have sex with Isabella, Claudio’s sister. Isabella, of course, intends to become a nun and not just any nun but an uber-chaste nun. Presented with the lascivious bargain as a way to save her unjustly...

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Arabella

“You’re staring again,” my best friend Casey whispered, elbowing me in the ribs.I grunted and gave her a sideways look. “I am not. I’m thinking. You know I space out and look like I’m staring when I’m thinking.” We were at the campus library after classes doing homework and I was thinking about quadrilaterals.“Yeah, well, does Arabella know that?”Arabella Stevens was one of those girls you don’t want to be caught staring at. Everyone knew who she was and no one wanted to cross her. Rumor had it...

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Rebel in the SouthChapter 32 Arabella

It took me almost another week to make my report and find that Dan Morgan, Captain Foster and most of my fellow scouts were being pursued by Tarleton's legion in a hit and run series of fights and skirmishes. The British were hitting and we were running, deeper into the hills. By then, just after Christmas this was, Morgan had crossed the Broad River heading west, and, we found out a week later, Greene had moved the rest of his raggedy army, perhaps a thousand men, out of Charlotte and set...

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Annabelle

Annabelle woke up disgusted. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the raggedy nightstand. The time was five-o-three a.m. She lay back, exasperated. Beaten. She wiped the perspiration from her forehead before closing her eyes again. She looked over at her husband and cringed. Then she started to cry. Recent Past Annabelle was sixteen when she married Fred. He was twenty-one. At the time, she thought she loved him. When she found out she was pregnant, her parents decided they...

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Belle

Belle was a nasty stripper at a sleazy club. Any thing goes there and she would strip down naked and spread her legs and show her cunt then she would grab a man and bring him on stage and push his face to her cunt and let him lick and tongue her. Sometimes she would fuck them right there then push their face to clean their cum out of her. The more the men cheered the more she would do. One night she had three men with her on stage. Two were sucking a tit and the third was eating her cunt. Then...

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The lust of Isabella

Isabella is stuck in the middle of a shootout with police in midtown new york where she is saved by officer Taylor, tension arises between them. what will happen?, will they surrender to each others lust, Isabella finds herself down a road of sordid fantasies but will she get her man? Shots fired, shots fired, officer involved, two suspects, one suspect leaving the scene heading East toward the Queensboro bridge, the other suspect may still be in the area, consider them armed and dangerous....

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Kaiser Friedrich II und Isabella

Die Hochzeit von Kaiser Friedrich II. und Isabella von BrienneDiese Geschichte ist nicht frei erfunden, sondern erzählt eine historisch gelegte Begebenheit! Die erwähnten Personen haben tatsächlich gelebt (siehe die Anmerkungen am Ende).Die Hochzeit und die Ereignisse in der Hochzeitsnacht haben wirklich stattgefunden. I. Die Verlobung Palermo, 1223Friedrich II. mit seinem Falken. Aus seinem Buch De arte venandi cum avibus („Über die Kunst mit Vögeln zu jagen“), Süditalien zwischen 1258 und...

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The lust of Isabella

he kissed her neck and she could feel his erect manhood press against her belly, she could feel herself swelling. Her finger moved faster making her moan louder, she pushed her fingers inside and softly called his name. Shots fired, shots fired, officer involved, two suspects, one suspect leaving the scene heading East toward the Queensboro bridge, the other suspect may still be in the area, consider them armed and dangerous. Officer Taylor screamed at his police radio. ‘Officer Ramirez...

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Isabella

Rick arrived back at his abode earlier than expected. It had been a hectic day with the new agenda for the ‘adult education studies’ that he had been involved with for a couple of years, now with the new semester coming up he knew he wouldn’t be able to pick up Isabella again. ‘She was getting to be a bit of a nuisance’, he muttered as he checked the names on his enrolment form. ‘I don’t want to cross her off but I know she doesn’t have transport and in the early days picking her up was icing...

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Belladonna

CHAPTER 1 _____________________ "Poison Flower" Belladonna Deloris Rae almost didn't survive her own birth, and it was all downhill from there. She was born three weeks premature because her mother was a drug addict and an alcoholic, and she spent her first few months in this world struggling just to breath. The doctors didn't think she was going to make it, but she proved them wrong. She was a fighter from the very start, almost as if her spirit was...

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Emilie and Isabella

The London flat lay almost empty, containing just: stacks of books and papers in one corner, a violin case, a dresser with a suitcase on top of it stuffed with ratty clothing, a small kitchen, and a computer lying half hazardly on the floor, a statue of the Laughing Buddha on the counter in the kitchen with empty liquor bottles around it. The walls were lavishly decorated by skilled painting hands, and reds, purples and browns leapt out brilliantly, and in the centre of the room, a bed. Pillows...

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Bells

We are in your favorite BDSM club. You love coming here and cumming here. I'm kneeling down, but every time I move even a little you can hear me and so can everyone else. You've attached bell nipple clamps to me and inserted a Ben Wa ball with a bell attached into my pussy. I wiggle a little and you smirk as I blush. It makes me so horny so I wiggle again, making the bells ring even louder. A tall blond girl asks me where the bell is coming from as she they can't see it. You answer. It's...

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Im Gonna Im Gonna

I'M GONNA, I'M GONNA God, my life is shit. My life is nothing. I'm 25 and still living at home with my parents, no job, no girlfriend, what am I gonna do? I'm a wreck. My life is disappearing, one day at a time, and it adds up to nothing. I wish I was someone else. I wish I was him. He looks like he knows where he's going, in his flash suit, a young high-flyer. Or him. Or her. In a giddy flash I trip and stumble. I would fall, but Mommy's got hold of my hand and she pulls me up....

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My Way of Ringing in the New Year

My Way ofRinging in the New Year First Forum Contest WinnerTo see more entries and more contests winnersYou must join the forum and look in Contests SubForum  My Way of? Ringing in the New Year? 2005? By Rabbit1  Story codes: M/f, modification, spanking, BDSM, slavery, bondage, slow, humiliation, torture, nc, heavy, serious  ???? It was going to be a hell of a party; the plan was going to work perfectly.? In just a few hours she would be mine.? She was such a tease, flirting with me for...

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Gut Busters When a Sissyrsquos in HeathellipWho Ya Gonna C

Gut Busters -When a Sissy’s in Heat…Who Ya Gonna Call by Cy. BlackRandy Sorenson considered himself a bit of a beach-bum. Born and raised on the beaches of Southern California by his very well-off parents, he lacked for very little throughout his c***dhood. His mother a very successful art curator, and his father a massively successful movie director, afforded the young, below shoulder-length, curly, blonde haired, blue-eyed youth to simply lay back on a beach and soak up the sunshine with his...

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Demi and Isabella

Demi lay between her friend’s legs. Her face was wet with pussy juice and she was smiling so much her cheeks hurt. Finally. At last. Unbelievably. She had her first taste of pussy, and it was all she had ever dreamed of and more. She couldn’t believe she was doing it with the cutest, most perfect little lipstick lesbian ever! Isabella was her girl-friend from work, here on a work visa as an IT engineer. Isabella had the most beautiful dark skin, lush deep brown hair, tiny hips, tiny boobs and...

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Ding Went the bell

Chapter 1: Realization It was a slow day at the store. A typical Tuesday. Rachel, my assistant had already left to get ready for her hot date. I was glad that she had left early; her perky babbling was driving me over the edge. The silence after eight hours of her constant chatter was a welcome relief. While the clock on my iPhone said 6 PM. The part of my mind that controls sexual desires exclaimed, "Veronica! just one more hour to go!" Usually, Dress Barn stores around the country...

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What Are We Gonna Do About This Penny

"So, how do you feel now that you have my ring, Penny?" she asked, walking into the locker room with me."This is yours, Alina?" I asked, stopping a few feet in there."Yes," she answered, peeking back at me. "I gave it to Oscar four years ago after his father passed and told him to give it to the woman he wanted to marry. His dad gave it to me less than a year after we met. Not that I'm gonna take it back, but it's mine. It looks good on your finger, though.""Thank you," I replied, setting my...

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So Youre Gonna Fuckin Die

So, You’re Gonna Fuckin Die: A Self-Help Manual Andrew J. Kolesar, N.A.M.D. Copyright © – 12-17-2001 After hearing that my ex-wife was dying of cancer (which was a lie of course) I was encouraged to write a self-help manual. * * * * * Do you smell that putrid stench of something rotting? Does it seem like you’re the only one who can smell it? Does it follow you wherever you go? If you answered ‘yes’ to these questions then that might mean that the Ol’ Grim Reaper is gonna be knocking on...

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The Bellman

My wife and I got a nice room in a local hotel ... not a cheapo motel, but a top quality boutique type. After a night of wining and dining, we return to the room, and there I set up a scenario we've played out many times before, just the two of us. She is unaware that I have changes in mind. My wife is tied to the bed, blindfolded. I have put headphones on her and am playing music just loudly enough to white-out the background noise. She's dressed in black-fishnet stockings and high-heeled...

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Madge and Timmy Halloween Belle

Madge and Timmy: 'Halloween Belle' loosely based on the 'Madge and Timmy' stories by A.W. (Anonymous Writer) It has only been 5 months now since his estranged parents ugly divorce and since Timmy landed into Madge's care on a permanent basis and there was already not much of the boy left in our heroin. Tim's initial almost violent protests against Madge's disturbing plans and ministrations had virtually stopped or had been silenced by now. Madge commanding ways and natural dominance...

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The Pact A Master PC TaleChapter 20 Audrey Belle

Sleeping in the dumpsters of Las Vegas wasn’t worst part. No, Audrey knew, the worst thing that could happen is to be flipped up and dumped into a compactor before you were awake enough to react and save yourself. But she was a light sleeper. The dumpster trash – mainly papers – afforded her warmth in the evening and she knew where she wash the stench off each day. If she could find a way to get to Master, to let him know she was still Out Here. But their contact, after all these years, was...

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Million Dollar Bella

Isabella Dea La Reis Merkzockowich, better known as "Bella The Breaker", had just suffered her fifth loss in a row. At the age of twenty-seven, a once-promising career in mixed martial arts was on a downward spiral. Bella had taken the sport by storm and crowded covers of sports magazines due to her crazy win streak in the sport of female MMA. Now, due to a loss, Bella was slowly on her way out of the organization and even her sports career.Bella had a unique build made for fighting and good...

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Possessing Bella

Pieces of Bella...Bella lay like a starfish as the heaving body above her grunted with each thrust. Yet another failed attempt to find some pleasure in her empty world, "Dam you Mel!" She yelled in her own mind as the man finally groaned and rolled off her. She turned her head to look at him. She had thought this time would be different; she had carefully chosen to flirt with an older man this time reasoning that if nothing else he would be experienced as a lover and able to get her at least...

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