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nadia's Ill Advised Street Walk Part 3:
*** This story (as well as Parts 1 and 2 posted previously) is a work of fantasy fiction told within the confines of current events, written by nadia877 at the instruction of Maximos9. It is NOT meant to be interpreted as true, or as something that should ever occur in reality, but in one’s mind, it can exist quite beautifully. ***
As i woke up i could hear Max on the phone, “Yeah Jimmy, based on how she performed last night we are gonna go with plan B, leave the note on the door at Celebrity Soul Food and get yourself in a position to watch from a distance to make sure he is doing as we instructed him to do. Make sure you borrow a car for the pick up, in case you are seen.” My mind raced as i heard him talking to Jimmy, wondering what changes to the plan he was talking about and if my husband Eric was in danger. My body ached and my ass and sex were sore beyond anything i had ever experienced. My heart raced as i woke up fully and looked at the padlock securing my chain to the headboard and realized that it had not all been a nightmare.
Jimmy parked his car on a little traveled side street and walked a few blocks until he saw a car he could “borrow” making quick work of the door lock and the ignition before driving a few miles to the drop point. He pulled the note from his pocket and taped it to the door as instructed and drove the “borrowed” car to a nearby lot to wait for Eric, giving himself a good sight line of the back of the restaurant and the street to watch my husband’s actions, and observe his surroundings to make sure he came alone. The note read: “Eric, you are doing well, leave the bag and walk 2 blocks south on Harvey to the bus stop. Sit down and wait for us to bring your wife to you, once the contents of the bag are verified.”
At exactly 6am, Jimmy watched Eric pull into the parking lot and step out of his car, pausing to read the note then leaving a bag by the door and standing still, frozen for a minute before walking back to his car and sitting in the driver’s seat for a minute more. After what seemed like an eternity, he parked the car and set off on foot to the bus stop, as instructed. After watching for a few more minutes, Jimmy was satisfied that Eric had come alone and he drove to the restaurant to collect the bag. He drove toward the bus stop and parked a half block away, taking time to verify the contents of the bag and check for tracking devices while observing Eric sitting alone on the bench. Once he had counted the $100k in cash he threw the bag on the floor and drove to the bus stop, stopping in front of it and rolling down his window, “Hello Eric, get in the back, I will take you to your wife.”
Eric stood up nervously and shook his head “No, you are supposed to bring her to me, how do I know you will take me to her.”
Jimmy shook his head, “C’mon man, I don’t got time to sit here waiting. You want your wife, you get in the car now. You don’t want her, fine, we’ll keep her. Your choice.” Eric walked slowly and opened the door, slipping silently into the back seat and closing the door as Jimmy started pulling away and speaking “Good man, good, your wife is a sweet lady, she gonna be happy to see you. Put this hood over your head now, can’t have you knowing where we are keeping her.”
Eric sat in shock, pulling the hood over his head, wanting nothing more than to see Nadia and get her home safe. A few minutes after he had put the hood over his head, the car stopped and Jimmy got out and opened the door, taking Eric’s hand, “Step out man, gotta change rides here.” He guided him from the loaner vehicle into his car, placing him in the back seat where the dark windows would conceal any view of him from the outside. “There you go, just relax man, you will see your wife very soon. Don’t touch the hood, got it?” Eric nodded and Jimmy grabbed the bag of cash from the loaner car, leaving it parked on the street as he drove off to deliver Eric as instructed.
Max walked into the room and smiled at me, unlocking the chain from the headboard as he spoke calmly “Good girl, I hope you slept well. Your husband will be here soon and this will all be over. That is what you want isn't it? It was hard to tell last night while you were getting your brains fucked out, seemed like you were really enjoying yourself, we lost track of how many orgasms you had! Crawl behind me like a good girl, we need to take care of some paperwork before you go and I do love seeing that fat ass jiggle and those titties sway when you crawl behind me like a dog on a chain!”
Crawling behind Max as some of the others watched and smiled, i was led into a small office where i knelt by a coffee table as Max sat down on the couch, taking a legal document from a folder and setting it in front of me. “Nadia, we have filmed every aspect of your ordeal here with hidden cameras. The footage shows you in unwilling situations, true, but it also shows you as a wanton slut, begging us to fuck you with our big black cocks This is the contract that you and your husband need to sign before we can release you. It is dated three days ago and states that you are both consenting to being filmed and that you have, of your own free will, been acting in an adult film portraying your capture and sexual use by a gang of black men. It further states that you have both been compensated handsomely in the amount of $25k each for you roles in this film, and four future movies that will be filmed at a time to be determined by us during the next 12 months. You will notice that the content of the first film is all detailed here, including the last scene, which is yet to be filmed. When your husband arrives you will not tell him about the filming, but you will cuckold him, leading him to believe that you want only to be fucked by black cock, while he watches. Once this final scene is completed, we will explain the situation to Eric, have him sign the backdated contract, and you will both be released, $50k richer.”
Kneeling on the floor i stared in shock at the document, shaking my head side to side and imagining what Eric would think when he arrived. Max continued to speak clearly and intelligently, no longer using the rough ghetto speak that he had used when the cameras were filming my terror. He turned pages to point out other clauses “You will not be given a morning after pill as previously indicated, as you see here you are waiving any financial support if a pregnancy results from your filming here. Also, as you can see, there is a release form here that authorizes us to publicly release any of your films for sale if you fail to perform in the four future films as contracted. We have no intention of releasing the material, it will be used only internally for entertainment and recruiting, in case you are concerned about your friends and family seeing the footage. Once you have completed the four additional films, you and Eric become the only individuals authorized to release the material for sale, but we are authorized to retain copies for our personal use and we are entitled to 50% of the proceeds of any materials you sell. If you fail to complete the next four films we will be forced to release the material publicly, and will forward advance copies to your family, friends and neighbors, which I am sure you would like to avoid. Please sign at the x’s and let’s get you ready for your husband, ok dear?”
Tears filled my eyes as i hesitantly signed the forms, knowing that i had no choice but dreading the role i would be forced to play when Eric arrived. i pushed the papers toward Max as he smiled, “Good girl, now let’s get you out of that collar and ready for your final role of the first film with your husband when he arrives to rescue you. Come with me, you may walk this time.” Following Max out of the office i got many knowing looks from the assembled crew, he explained my role in detail to me, including how i was to act toward my husband and what i was to do when he arrived. They sat me down on a couch in the living room, still naked, between two large black men who were fully dressed. Moments later Jimmy led Eric into the room, his head still hooded as he was guided to sit in a chair facing the couch. As the hood was lifted from his head, his face went blank seeing me sitting naked on the couch, each of my hands massaging the obvious bulges in the pants of my couchmates as I smiled and stared into his eyes, doing my best to remember the role i had been assigned by Max.
“Hey sweetheart, thanks for coming for me, i missed you so much, but i do have to admit, i sure did enjoy fucking these beautiful big cocks. i never knew how full i could feel, or how powerful an orgasm could be, it is amazing. i want you to see just what i am talking about, before we go, maybe you will learn a few things. First things first, come over here and get undressed for me, i want to put your cock in this birdcage chastity device, to make sure you know your place while they are fucking me. Quickly now, these guys are not patient when they are waiting to fuck me.”
It took every ounce of my acting ability to sell the role, and i felt so sorry for Eric as he stared at me in shock, weakly standing as two men by his side guided him to his feet and moved him forward to me. He looked like a zombie as he took off his shirt and pulled down his pants in utter disbelief. i took the large birdcage and fitted it onto his cock as the growing crowd of black men watched, remembering my next line as his cock got lost in the cage, “Max, do you have something smaller? Eric’s cock has far too much room to move in this one… must be one of yours! Can you give me one made for white cock?” Max handed me the small cage and i fitted it to Eric’s cock, locking it and handing the key to Max, “That’s better sweetie, now come with me to the bedroom, and i will give you a nice view of what these thick black cocks can do for me.”
i stood and hugged him, kissing his cheek gently as my hanging breasts pressed against his cold clammy chest, he stuttered and whispered in my ear “Please, no, don’t do this, isn't there anything...” Ignoring his pleas i took his hand and led him to the bedroom and guided him to the bed, positioning him on his back with his head at the edge of the mattress and his hands tucked behind his back as the others followed behind us and gathered excitedly. i climbed onto the bed with my knees at his side, positioning my ass above his face as i felt my sex gaping open, still swollen and red from the previous days abuse. i leaned forward, my breasts pressing against his stomach as i blew warm air onto his caged flaccid cock, seeing it twitch as it began to grow in the tight curved cage. Without a word, Max stepped behind me and smacked my ass hard twice on each cheek before unzipping his pants and letting them fall to his ankles.
He spoke calmly as he patted my jiggling ass softly, “What you have here Eric is some top notch white ass, I don’t think you have ever really appreciated what you have, hopefully now you will. Lick that pussy Eric, get it nice and wet for my cock.” i wrapped my hands beneath Eric’s thighs and squeezed, encouraging him to listen to Max, but he just trembled beneath me in shock. “Seems your husband needs some encouragement Nadia, perhaps this will help.” He bent over and pulled the belt from his pants and began to savagely whip my ass and back with it, the leather stinging my tender flesh and sending pain through my body as i squeezed Eric’s thighs tighter. “The whipping stops when you listen Eric, you are in control of your wife’s suffering.” Immediately i felt Eric’s tongue pressed to my gaping sex, probing me, preparing me for the thick cock that was just inches from his face, “Good boy, now you suck on her swollen clit and watch my cock fill her up like she is meant to be filled. If you stop sucking, or close your eyes, the whipping begins again, and will not stop until one minute after you begin listening again.”
i moaned softly, then grunted louder as Max slid his cock deep into my sore stretched pussy as my husband sucked on my clit. He found his rhythm quickly and his heavy balls began slapping against Eric’s face as he dutifully kept his attention on my sensitive clit. Tears filled my eyes as i found the strength to blurt out memorized lines, “Oh my God, yes… fuck my pussy with you big black cock, fill me baby, make me cum like you did last night. Look how my cunt takes that thick black meat Eric, how it fills and stretches me. Isn't it amazing?” Squealing in pain as Max buried himself balls deep in me and grabbed my hips to keep me from moving, i felt wave after wave of his cum filling my body and lost myself in an orgasm, my sex gripping his cock like a vise and milking him dry as i heard him speak “Good little white whore, take my seed like the cum dumpster you are. Now Eric, be a good little cuck and lick your wife’s pussy clean so the next cock has a cum free twat to fuck. Don’t make me take the belt to her again.”
i felt Max’s long cock slowly sliding out of me and Eric’s mouth immediately pressed to my swollen pussy lips, his tongue eating the black cum from my body as instructed while i blew softly on his caged cock, wanting so badly for him to know that this was not what i wanted, but knowing my instructions had been crystal clear. This continued for what seemed like hours, with one huge cock after another fucking my pussy inches from Eric’s face and filling me with cum for him to clean. They started climbing up on the bed and having me suck their cocks first, to get them close to cumming, so Eric wouldn't have so much time to recover between cleaning loads of cum from my body. i was exhausted from countless orgasms and my sex was burning from the abuse when i heard Max’s voice again, “Eric, you watch close now while I sink my thick black cock into her tight asshole, and think about all the times she told you that she didn't want your little cock in there because it would hurt too much.”
Max positioned himself behind me and slipped his hard cock in and out of my dripping pussy a few times while Eric sucked on my clit, then without warning Max moved his tool to my sore ass and glided his slick cock steadily into my backdoor, impaling me completely and then holding still deep inside me before pulling back and beginning to fuck my ass hard. The shame of having Eric watch the brutal violation of my ass combined with his nibbling on my clit put me over the edge and I orgasmed hard, my juices overflowing from my open sex and flooding Eric’s face as I felt Max exploding deep in my ass and pulling out quickly. My ass gaped wide open and Max’s cum drooled out of my torn opening, over my swollen sex and into Eric’s mouth as I heard him gagging beneath me. Max patted my ass like a dog’s head and smiled, “That’s a good girl Nadia, you took all of our cum again, and Eric cleaned it up as well as he could. We are done with you for now. Go shower and get dressed while we take Eric through the paperwork.”
i climbed weakly off the bed and saw Max giving Eric a robe to wear, i tried to make eye contact with Eric as he put on the robe but he just looked away from me as he numbly followed Max to the office and i was escorted to the shower, still naked. The men left me alone in the bathroom and my heart sank as i noticed they had left clothes for me to wear after showering. Black leather knee high boots, black fishnet stockings, a black leather mini skirt that would barely cover my ass and a thin white tank top with the words “Black Cock Whore” on the back and “Black Baby Breeder” on the front. No bra, no panties, no doubt that they intended for Eric and me to leave with one final humiliation. A small note pinned to the tank top read simply “You will wear this outfit home today, and each of the four future times you return to film with us.” i showered quickly, washing myself thoroughly and paying special attention to clean the last of the cum from my ass and pussy. i dried off fully and got dressed, squeezing into the tight skirt and adjusting it for modesty as best i could, knowing that my movements would have to be very calculated to avoid showing my ass and sex to anyone we encountered.
As i was led to the bathroom, Max led Eric to the office and explained the situation to him, “Please Eric, have a seat, this won’t take long at all and you will be on your way. The folder in front of you contains all the documents your slut wife has already signed, we just need you to sign them as well and you will be on your way. This bag contains the jewelry and other possessions she had on her when we picked her up, as well as $50k in cash, half of what your parents paid for your wife’s release. The key for your birdcage is in there as well so you can remove it when you get home, not that you will be able to feel the walls of your wife’s stretched out cunt for awhile anyhow. Your clothes are in there too but the clothes Nadia was wearing when she arrived were destroyed. We have provided her with new attire to wear home, we aren't a****ls after all! There are also some DVDs with some raw footage of your wife’s time here, in case you are curious about what she endured.”
“You will likely be relieved to see that Nadia’s actions toward you since your arrival have been scripted, not her choice, simply a means to an end to obtain her release. You will also see that all of your actions were filmed with hidden cameras and you are committed to return and film with us four more times in the next year. Future filming will be done with cameras that are not hidden, and will afford us the opportunity to obtain better angles of the action, if you know what I mean. We will send scene outlines and scripts prior to the shoots, so you know when and where to meet us, what to expect and how we expect you to act. If you don’t have any questions, please sign in all the marked placed, below your wife’s signatures, and date them three days back, acknowledging your consent to the hidden camera filming, and we will get you both back to your car.”
Eric’s mouth hung open as he read the documents and shook his head side to side, not seeing a loophole, or any way out of the situation, “Please, why are you doing this to us? Isn't there any other way?” Max smiled at Eric and shrugged casually, “Why? Because we can. Same reason your forefathers bought and sold my people like a****ls, because they could. Only real difference is we are kind enough to pay you quite generously for your labor and when all is said and done you will have worked just 10 days or so for us, compared to a lifetime of labor without compensation for the slaves that toiled in the fields and bedrooms of your kin less than 200 years ago. You should be thanking me bitch!”
Eric swallowed hard and lowered his head, signing the documents as required and pushing them toward Max, whispering almost to himself, “I am sorry, thank you.” A smug grin came across Max’s face as he took the paperwork and walked to the door “Get dressed, your wife will be ready to go home soon.” As Max walked out, Eric dressed quickly leaving the tight cage on his cock, remembering he had been told to wait until he got home to remove it. He picked up the bag and carried it out of the room, arriving in the living room just as Nadia stepped out of the bathroom in the obscene outfit she had been provided.
As i stepped out of the bathroom and saw Eric’s expression, tears filled my eyes as i wondered if my husband would ever look at me the same way as he had before this ordeal. i hugged him tight and sobbed openly as the assembled men all applauded us for the entertainment we had provided. Jimmy stepped forward and smiled “Are you ready to go? No need for hoods now, you are here of your own free will, per the contracts you have signed, and will be returning several more times. Come with me, I will take you to your car.”
We walked out as the men applauded us and Jimmy opened the door as we slipped into the back of his car. We sat in stunned silence, both staring straight ahead as Jimmy drove us back toward the neighborhood where Eric had left his car. He rolled to a stop in front of some projects on a side street and parked the car, looking back at us “Here ya go… just a short one mile walk to your car from here. You might get harassed a little, especially in that outfit, but I will be following close behind, taking video and pictures as the lead in for our next video. If anything gets out of hand I will step in.”
i nodded to Eric and we got out of the car, his right arm clutching the bag firmly while his left hand held my right hand tight. We walked silently and briskly, enduring many catcalls and whistles as we walked by groups of strangers with my full breasts swaying and my hard nipples showing clearly through the obscene thin tank top. We saw Jimmy drive by a couple times, each time pausing to shoot video and stills of our walk of shame. Finally we arrived at the car, got in and locked the door, seeing Jimmy wave as he drove away. i broke down in tears as Eric started the car and drove toward home, still not saying a word, the silence filling the car more than any words ever could, the relief of freedom tainted by the future commitments we had made, and my secret deep desire to feel their thick black cocks filling me again.


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ACROSS THE STREET AND TWO DOORS DOWN by Spanky de Bautumn Jamie knew he was different. He didn't fit in with the other boys, but he didn't feel like he fit in with the girls either, he just knew he was different. He wasn't into dolls or balls. He was the smallest boy in his class and more than half the girls outweighed him. But the one thing he had going for him was that he was smart. He wasn't in the Mensa category smart, although he maintained a high GPA, he was more street...

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Keeping her girl off the street Part 10

I pretty quickly got a reply. It consisted of a ramble about how none of the guys on the site would help her. Her life was falling apart, was badly in need of some help and the guys wanted sex in return for helping her. “so you need help, for what” I asked. She tells me she and her 14 year old daughter got kicked out of the weekly motel they were staying in because she ran out of money. Worse still, the motel kept all of their stuff and it would cost $150 to get it back. They only had the...

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Shemale Street Hooker

Street Hooker Part 1After booking in at the hotel in a smart suit and heels, I returned to my car to get my 'things'. My two bags seemed excessive for an overnight stay but this was a stay with a difference. The hotel was perfect. It was just out of the centre of an unfamiliar (to me) town and on the fringe of a rather run down area. I was starting to get that butterfly in the stomach feeling - the buzz of daring adventure and excitement in anticipation of the evening and night to come. Each...

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0046 Catwalk Models Daisy

0046 Catwalk Models -- DaisyThe music slowly rose and the crowd silenced.Announcer: Welcome ladies and gentlemen. Don’t forget to drop your entry for the door prize in the box on the end of the runway at any time. The drawing with be made at the end of the show. The prize will be spectacular, I promise you.Polite clapping arose. The audience of about fifty adults was nearly all men with just a few women s**ttered about. The audience was sitting in chairs that lined the sides of the runway....

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Shadows on the Street

If anyone had seen Michael Gillian sitting in his parked car in a shadowy corner of a dark street two blocks from his ex-girlfriend's apartment, they would immediately think that something sinister was about to happen. They would be right. The failing sunlight and the subsequent lengthening shadows of evening helped to hide him from unwelcome eyes. He certainly wouldn't want a certain person spotting him here; if she were on to him, it would spoil everything he had been planning for...

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On Oxford Street This Gay Girl Found Pride While Playing With Balls

Eden. The word doesn’t need adornment, alone it evokes the image of paradise.Except, it doesn’t in my case. Though not hell by any means, my Eden wasn’t the paradise you should find yourself praying for.For you see, my Eden was, and maybe always will be, my community; a coastal Australian town, about five hundred kilometres, though at times it felt more like five hundred years, away from Sydney.Eden was, as you might have guessed, the place where I grew up, a beloved daughter, but,...

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12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 9 Out Of Time

Russ let himself back into the house and crept to the foot of the stairs. Time for an hour's blessed rest before going to meet Ethel again. He was absolutely shattered. Delia had been virtually insatiable. How insatiable, he didn't know: he had lost count after seven times. Without even removing his tracksuit, he rolled into bed and fell asleep instantly. What was that? He sat up, disoriented. Silence. That was it. The church bells had stopped suddenly and woken him. Peace, perfect...

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Historia 8 La Cita 2 Parte

Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...

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Compartments

Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...

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Compartments

(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...

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The House on Montague Street

Then early last summer there was some activity. Trucks going up and down the street. But I never saw anyone. I didn't think much of it until school started. I was now a junior in high school. My name is Devon, most call me Dev. I'm about the most average kid in our school. 5-8, skinny, brown hair, brown eyes. I just blend into the scenery. I didn't have trouble with anyone; I had enough friends. I was hopeless with girls. Maybe because I didn't play sports, or maybe I was just...

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Vienna Street Urchins

“Has Max been in yet tonight?” I had had to build up the courage, with my second drink, on the stool at the Sling Bar, a gay nightclub on Vienna’s Margaretenstrasse, southwest of the ring road around the old city, before I could ask the barman. It was a gay bar. It wasn’t just that I was asking for one of the male prostitutes who frequently picked up men in this bar that I was hesitant. It was because Max was fourteen, one of the street urchins of Vienna who maintained his existence by selling...

1 year ago
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Dinner out and a Nude Walk through the Streets

This last week had been far from good, Diana had the last 2 weeks at her home as she had her daughter. That in itself is not bad, but not having her with Alice and myself was very different to what we thought it would be. We both missed her very much.Then Alice is driving to work one morning and this guy was sms’ing on his phone while driving and took out the passenger side of her car. She was not hurt, but was a mess, so I drove to where it happened. All ended up ok and he got 2 infringement...

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Love Street Ch 06 Gina the Gymnast

Gina was always in the background of my summers, although back then she was so small that I thought of her as a little kid, if I thought about her at all.Small in size, not spirit. In some ways, Gina was always larger than life. Take gymnastics. Lots of petite girls dream of being a gymnast. Well, Gina is a gymnast. The serious kind with her own coach and a grueling summer-training schedule that lasts until mid-afternoon six days a week.Maybe it’s all those vaults, Yurchenkos, and handsprings,...

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Naked in the Street at Night

Hey there everyone, I know it's been a while since we last posted. A few weeks ago we had an engagement party in the city. We usually park at a station and catch a train into the city to avoid driving in all the traffic. I wore a red crop top and tight black skirt (no panties). As we were seeing James's family, I wore a bra (as those that have read our stories, I rarely wear a bra). As most of you know, when I drink, I get very horny. I'm also a light weight so get tipsy very quickly. After...

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The man across the street

The man across the street.... As long as I can remember people had remarked how with my pretty face, slight build and general demeanor I should have been a girl. After my parents had died in a car accident, I now lived with my glamorous young aunt Charlotte who was a business woman who owned a chain of upscale fashion boutiques. Now, being a hormonal 16 year old adolescent, I was fascinated by her totally glamorous and sexualized way of dressing. Always wearing the highest of heels...

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The Lady of Bathe Street

Look, I know I should've looked in the rearview mirror, okay?I know.I mean, I know now.I should've looked in the rearview mirror, or twisted to look out the back window, or hell, I guess I could've washed my car so the goddamn backup camera wasn't covered in dirt.There's a lot of things I should've done. There were a lot of things I could've done. The fact of the matter, my friend, is that I did not do those fucking things, and I ran over the crazy old lady who lived down the street.Well, okay,...

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TV Street Whore

So there I was standing on a street corner dressed in a tight red pvc dress, high heals and my best wig, surrounded by scantily clan females looking for there next John. I walked up and down looking for the car I was waiting for, a few guys looking at me as I waited... Several hours before. There I was sat in my office wearing my stockings and cock cage under my smart business suit finalising the latest big money deal for the company. Nobody having any clue my cock was bulging at my cage...

4 years ago
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Street Cop

A tall natural blonde, she excelled in competitive sports and always had to win at whatever she did. Just playing Lacrosse in college wasn't good enough; she worked until she was captain of the team. She honed her perfect athletic body for hours at the gym and could often be seen running at dawn in the soft sand along the beach. With less than a year on the job she had the best arrest record of a rookie ever to come out of the Academy and was promoted to an elite crime squad to work under...

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Catwalk Object

Catwalk ObjectTags: closet exhibitionism,   fully exposed pussy, audience participation, submissive, sucking, humiliation, emotion, being filmed, intense excitement, teasing, craving for cockA group of us had just graduated from Modelling and deportment school and this was our big night out to celebrate….As the ringleader of our group, I suggested to everyone on the day of our graduation ceremony that we hit the town that night, it was a Friday and I knew there were a group of clubs not far...

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On the Boardwalk

Ramsey spent most of his nights alone, he did not enjoy the company of others. It wasn't that he was unattractive, with dark hair and eyes, well toned muscles and olive colored skin. Ramsey was also very charismatic, Ramsey could convince almost anybody to like him, at least for a while. He had wet the bed until he was 11 years old, and regularly abused his younger brother. He was a diagnosed sociopath. Most nights, he laid awake for long periods of time thinking about the women he had lusted...

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Under The Boardwalk

It was a warm day in August, Kate and Lisa were at the boardwalk riding the rides.  They were in line to ride the flume.  They were talking to various people wasting time waiting for their turn.  Kate and Lisa were visiting Kate's grandparents in New Jersey.  The girls lived in Florida and would be leaving tomorrow.Eventually, it was their turn.  They entered the log and sat down.  Kate sat in front of Lisa.  They put their arms on the bars and got ready for their ride.  The ride started and it...

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Return To Pleasant Street Ch 08

HIGH SCHOOL CLASSMATES I have a new neighbor on Pleasant Street. His name is Hank Silvers. Actually, Hank’s not new to Pleasant Street, he grew up on Pleasant Street, but he moved away a long time ago and became very successful in a computer-related business. Five years ago, Hank came back for his high school class reunion and met one of his old classmates, a girl named Rosalie Burger – she was Rosalie Timmons before she married Ed Burger. If I remember she lived a couple of streets over when...

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12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 12 Sally Takes Charge

"When am I going back, then?" "Soon as you like. It's up to you." "It's up to you, Brains. I'm just the helpless time traveller round here." They strolled on through the park. The morning frost had melted and a watery sun was trying to break through. Sally kicked at a pile of wet leaves. Schoolkids did that kind of thing. "When you say 'when', do you mean 'now when' or 'then when'?" "D'uh?" "It amounts to the same thing really. Let's assume that three week period is...

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Across The Street Part 1

In the space of a week, Dad moved them from their rapidly declining neighbourhood in the city to the clean and green suburbs. He purposely had waited until school ended for the summer before making the move. That way, there was nothing for the kids to worry about except getting packed.Their new residence was a new Craftsman-style house on a cul-de-sac. There were about a dozen other houses in various stages of completion. Mike now had a room on the second floor all to himself, as did his...

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The House on Montague Street The Sequel

"I've never been around a bunch of people my age, other than school. And there I'd always been an outsider. Now, well, I'm not sure how to act." "It's no big deal if you stay with me. Everyone will chit chat and talked about dumb stuff. Smile, laugh, have fun. I may let slip that you're a great artist. That'll be something to talk about." "I've never really talked to people about my art. It's been private." "Maybe because you had a need to be private? Now you're...

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For a while I worked as a transsexual street prost

When I first moved to Sydney in my mid 20’s I had trouble meeting the bills. This was desperate times so after a lot of soul searching I decided that the only thing I could do was to become a prostitute. I knew Sydney that the transsexual prostitutes picked up clients on William Street near Kings Cross. Not really experienced on the ways of the street I drove down that night and went for a walk along the road fully dressed in all my slutiest outfit. Short black mini, Stiletto heals and tight...

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Sleepwalking part 1

‘Sometimes I think about how odd it would be to catch a glimpse of the future, a quick view of events lying in store for us at some undisclosed date. Suppose we could peer through a tiny peephole in Time and chance upon a flash of what was coming up in the years ahead? Some moments we saw would make no sense at all and some, I suspect, would frighten us beyond endurance. If we knew what was looming, we’d avoid certain choices, select option B instead of A at the fork of the road.’ These words,...

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The Girl Scout 18 Street JUSTICE

Previous: The Girl Scout-1; The Girl Scout-2 Daddy; The Girl Scout -3 The Tool Man; The Girl Scout – 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced The Girl Scout-7 HOGTied; The Girl Scout -8 Getting to Know You; The Girl Scout -9 Sleeping Beauty; The Girl Scout – 10 Work It Good The Girl Scout -11 Lights Out Bitch; The Girl Scout-12 Doctor Rosen The Girl Scout -13 Papa and Grand Daughter The Girl Scout -14 Exam Hell The Girl Scout -15 Training and...

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The Cuck Across the Street

So it is a nice warm summer night. The k**s are all outside playing in the street and I have my garage open and I am working on my bike. Just a check over and a very good cleaning. I was planning on heading out tomorrow for a ride just to get away for the day. The night was cooling off finally and I pulled out a lawn chair and popped a beer. I was just sitting on my drive when one of the neighbors came over to say hi. I offered Dave a beer as I found out his name.he grabbed another chair and he...

3 years ago
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12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 3 Where Did You Get That Hat

"It's no use, Russell. I don't believe you!" Ethel had put down her cup with a clatter and carried the tray into the kitchen. It had been almost a week, and the time had dragged as Russ had been almost aching for another glimpse of her. The opportunity came when he arranged a shopping expedition for Claire and her mother. He had made an excuse and left Claire and her mother at the entrance to the market square. "I know an old second-hand bookshop down this way," he had told them,...

3 years ago
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The House Across the StreetChapter 4

Sadie caught me alone for a minute when Angie wasn’t present, “Jack, are you and Angie going to be a couple?” “I don’t know. There isn’t much reason not to be on my part, but she hasn’t said anything and neither have I. We’ll discuss it sometime. I think she is waiting to see how the surgery on her face comes out. Her looks don’t bother me that much, but I can see how it does to her.” “You’re a good man, Jack. You may have to convince her of that. Don’t hesitate. Pa and me think well of...

4 years ago
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Street Party

The usual conditions to prevent stories falling into the wrong hands apply to this one too. So, if you are too young or too prudish, keep off. And don't ever use this story on private homepages etc. without permission -. copyright is by Spiller. Comments are welcome. What I'm going to tell now really started more than three months ago. Every year we have a 'street-party' in August. Each house on the road takes out a table, chairs, plenty of food, rivers of beer and schnaps, and we party...

3 years ago
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Down The Shore Under The Boardwalk

I sometimes get the notion into my head to take a drive down the shore and listen to music, walk along the beach and enjoy the sound and "feel" of the waves crashing on shore at high tide just about any time of the year. Well, with the temps today in the 50's I jumped at the chance since the roads were clear and traffic was minimal. I stopped at Starbucks, got myself a latte and put in a CD (the Black album..) and off I drove with the window down. Yup, I love being outdoors whenever I can.I...

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A Night On The Boardwalk

"Yo......so what are we doing for dinner before we head onto the boardwalk?" Carly walked into the room, where her and Kelsy were sharing at Kelsy's Aunt's house in Wildwood, NJ. She was wrapped in a fluffy white towel, just getting out of the shower after a nice warm afternoon of tanning on the beach. Kelsy's gaze from the tv moved to her best friend. "Well, I was thinking just dinner at that seafood restaurant right before the boardwalk on this street, what do you think?" Kels asked, watching...

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The Mean Street

"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE."--Rod Serling *** The Mean Street ... A TWILIGHT ZONE story By Anon Allsop Marlene was a young girl that had made poor decisions all throughout her life, decisions that for one reason or another would haunt her until the day she would die. A day to be determined on the mean...

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