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SLAVES OF THE COPPER COAST.© Morris Kenyon April 2012.When wealthy young broker James Baxter is sent to the tropical country of Kupro Marbordo, the Copper Coast, he is amazed to find that slavery is a well established custom there. Initially shocked, he soon finds himself owning a beautiful slave-girl – with all that implies regarding her discipline and training.WARNING! This book contains scenes of a sexual nature, graphic v******e against women and strong language, It is not intended for the...
SLAVES OF THE COPPER COAST.? Morris KenyonWhen wealthy young broker James Baxter is sent to the tropical country of Kupro Marbordo, the Copper Coast, he is amazed to find that slavery is a well established custom there. Initially shocked, he soon finds himself owning a beautiful slave-girl – with all that implies regarding her discipline and training.WARNING! This book contains scenes of a sexual nature, graphic violence against women and strong language, It is not intended for the easily...
The grim little fishing village of Portuselvan lies on the remote rock-bound east coast. Before the collapse of the Republic's economy and the coup by the Generals the inhabitants had just about managed to make a living from fishing, setting drift nets from bluff rugged open clinker built boats launched from the open beach in the little bay. But now there wasn't even a market for the sardines caught there. As they no longer received any cash for their catches the inhabitants could no longer...
But now there wasn't even a market for the sardines caught there. As they no longer received any cash for their catches the inhabitants could no longer buy flour to make bread and had to resort to eating just the fish they had caught, along with the few vegetables they managed to grow in the thin stony soil in their gardens. More importantly the fishermen could no longer afford to pay boat builders to repair or replace their boats, nor to buy new nets, although their wives did quite a...
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BisexualNatives of the west coast usually have a right to be smug about their weather. The climate is mild with snow usually falling only in the mountains, the unbearable heat confined to the deserts, an ocean breeze caressing the coast, and little change among the seasons.But Mother Nature can be capricious. Santa Ana winds can spread devasting wildfires, cold fronts can swoop down from Canada, and Pacific storms can bring rains that extend for days on end. The rains come in the winter and clouds can...
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Group Sex?SLAVES OF THECOPPER COAST 2.? Morris Kenyon * On her eighteenth birthday, Rebecca daCastro's father buys her a very special present – a slave-girl. Her very own slave-girl who will attend to her every need. Even better, it is one of her ex-school friends who has fallen on hard times. But will the two girls get on?This story is set just after my earlier story, 'Slaves of the Copper Coast' and includes some of the same characters. However, it is a stand-alone story and you do not need to have...
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I first saw the ad on the internet French Lessons I first saw the ad on the internet.? The website was a listing of Dominant Women on the West Coast.?? Since I live in LosAngeles, I was checking out the pictures and information on local dominants.? The one that caught my attention was unique.? Madame Darcy was based in Paris.? Her ad stated that she traveled to LosAngeles frequently and had family here.? She required a slave/servant.? She wanted ownership of a slave who would serve...
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Recently my wife and i agreed we needed a break,even for a few days away from it all,it had been quite a rough few months,i lost my mum in january,my wife Allie lost her dad the next month he had cancer. We decided to go for a weekend down the coast,all we had to do was book it,but i said what about Lauren we cant really leave her home on her own,she not long got out of college so a break aswell might be what she wants,Allie says “you think she will want to go on holiday with mum & dad “? ,i...
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Recently my wife and i agreed we needed a break,even for a few days away from it all,it had been quite a rough few months,i lost my mum in january,my wife Allie lost her dad the next month he had cancer. We decided to go for a weekend down the coast,all we had to do was book it,but i said what about Lauren we cant really leave her home on her own,she not long got out of college so a break aswell might be what she wants,Allie says “you think she will want to go on holiday with mum & dad “? ,i...
I'm flying in my plane from IAD to SFO... My girlfriend is going to pick me up in her truck and drive me back to santa cruz... She's thin, with auburn hair, and a cute smile... She's a child of the sixties, still into free love. I have my head and foot hanging out of the window in her truck. Sometimes she likes to bottom, sometimes she tops.... sometimes, we just make love.
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TabooI couldn’t eat. The hall was busy and loud; music drowned out by laughter and conversations. The views out onto the beach were spectacular. And yet, I hardly noticed any of it. As soon as he’d spotted me, my father had insisted I sit next to him to eat. Mom was on the other side, then Charlie. The food looked beautiful and I knew it was expensive but my stomach was turning over and over with anxious anticipation. I ate one spoon of the starter, one forkful of the main course and by the time...
TabooSunday morning was grey and cold. I woke early, forcing myself out of bed and into the shower. Midway through feeling guilty for wasting so much hot water, I remembered Scott. Had he been serious about everything he’d said? Surely, he didn’t expect me to really do everything he wanted. After all, he’d left in a less than gentlemanly fashion.I took a cab to my parents’ house on the edge of New Jersey. It was the same brownstone I’d grown up in and ordinarily it was quiet and cold but that day,...
TabooIt had been a week since I’d spent the night – or a large proportion of the night – with Scott. I hadn’t heard from him since his parting text message. He was back in LA and I was back to real life. Well, not exactly. I found myself thinking of him all the time. It was a struggle to get through the days. The bruises he’d left on my ass were a constant reminder of the time we’d spent together. At night, I brought myself to orgasm, over and over, replaying the sex in my head. I never came as hard...
TabooEverything was dark. The light was off and I was lying face down and naked on the hotel bed. Scott had placed the pillows from the bed beneath my lower stomach, in order to raise my ass up. I had never felt more vulnerable. The air-conditioning was on and the cool breeze made me more aware of my nudity. My legs were open. I knew he’d be able to see my wet snatch and worse, the tight knot of my asshole. I was sweating.He hadn’t tied me up, but then, he didn’t need to. He’d told me not to move,...
TabooIt was a wet, windy New York evening when I first met Scott. I was supposed to be having dinner with my parents that evening but in usual style, my mother had another most important thing to attend to, and so it was to be my father and I. I didn’t mind. To be honest, the only time I could really have an easy conversation with Dad was when we were making fun of my mother.But that evening, he brought Scott. He apologised profusely. Scott was an old friend from out of town who didn’t have any...
TabooFinally, the weekend is here. It is time for our weekend on the coast. We check in to our room and check out the view of the ocean. It is beautiful like you. The waves crashing on the beach remind us how we need to do this more often. The hot tub on the deck looks enticing but first it is time to eat. You change into a sexy low cut top, no bra of course and my favorite short skirt, so you can torment me with your giggly tits and the occasional glimpse of heaven. You touch up your makeup and...
December at the coast part 7We arrived home home after great Saturday night, Steven and I greeted our dads who waited up for us. While Steven went to shower I chatted to my dad and uncle about Sunday plans, which were again to have a family braai. Soon Steven was done and I went off to the bathroom to freshen up for bed. After showering and getting into bed, Steven was already pretty much asleep, when I looked at my phone for the last time. I saw that I had a new message, from Samantha, asking,...
December at the coast part 6Waking up Saturday morning after a good restful sleep, it was rather late in the morning and most of the family was still asleep after the late night. Missing Samantha again as I went for my morning piss. After washing my face and waking up I head back to the room to get dressed before making my way to the living area where I was greeted by my mom and aunt. The rest of the family slowly joined us a bit after 10am and we all helped made a well needed brunch to give us...
December at the coast part 5Waking up Tuesday, once again I got up to go for my morning pee. On this occasion on my way to the bathroom I didn't bump into Samantha like the previous number of mornings. After letting go into the toilet having a great morning piss while thinking about the awesome naughty night I had with the sexy blonde girl. After a good piss, I brushed my teeth and washed my face to awaken properly before heading back to the room. Steven was awake and pretty much dressed as he...
December at the coast Part 3Waking up Saturday morning, once again I got up to go for the morning piss and yet once again I bumped into Samantha in the passage. This time she covered her nipples and I teasingly said, no poking nipple view this morning. She smiled at me as she blushed and headed back into her room. Taking a good long morning piss thinking about the pleasurable blowjob from sexy Jessica, my cock started growing as I finished pissing. I washed my face to wake up properly and then...
December at the coast part 2Waking up Friday morning, getting up to go for the morning piss, again I bumped into Samantha in the passage. Greeting her again, but this time she didn't cover her tits and it gave me a view of her nipples through her top. "Cute nipples," I commented making her blush and covering up on her way to the room. After having a good long morning piss I head back to room. Steven soon awaking and we got up and made our way to the lounge to plan our day. Planning on taking it...
I have been wondering if I should tell you about the last part of our trip but there it goes. We left the French Quarters heading west and we decided to make a side trip to Las Vegas on the way. It did take us two days and twice on the way we made trips up old ranch land roads so I could bend Shelly over the hood of the car and fuck her in the wide open spaces. The second time we did get caught by the rancher who wanted a piece for himself by settled for a blow job from Shelly. I found it to...
When I woke it must of been 4 in the morning and Shelly was yelling "Eat me bitch, drink my cum." As I opened my eyes there she was sitting on Carly's face, coming all over it. I could see Shelly's cum running off of Carly's cheeks and I could hear her swallowing as well. Ya when Shelly squirts she really squirts a lot. I wondered if they had been at it all night or if they stopped for a nap. I got up and after using the little boys room I walked back to see Shelly on her side breathing hard...
Recently my wife and i agreed we needed a break,even for a few days away from it all,it had been quite a rough few months,i lost my mum in january,my wife Allie lost her dad the next month he had cancer.We decided to go for a weekend down the coast,all we had to do was book it,but i said what about Lauren we cant really leave her home on her own,she not long got out of college so a break aswell might be what she wants,Allie says "you think she will want to go on holiday with mum & dad "? ,i...
You may not know this, but there's a little nudist beach at the far east side of the city of Portsmouth, on the south coast of England. It is actually tagged onto the end of a little town called Eastney, but the beach all runs together into the city and the harbour front. The beach is actually big pebbles and shingle so not very comfortable and the nudist area is right down one end away from the main public area and overlooked by nothing more than an old radar station, which looks like it...
To recap: A lonely man with a erectile problem meets a younger vacationing divorcee on Longboat Key. Their first day together ended in extraordinarily satisfying sex. The story continues...Driving over the Skyline Bridge to St. Pete seemed dangerous to me as my mind kept veering off the road and into memories of the night before. A chance meeting on the beach led to a night of amazing sex with a cock that worked the way it was supoosed to and although that seemed miracle enough, I kept flashing...
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