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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 Bank street. I almost didn't recognize your sister, when she sat down at my table. Lorna still looks great. Your mother joined us a few moment's later, with the coffee she had ordered for Lorna and herself. Your mother insisted I call her Louise. By the way, I couldn't help but notice how young your mother looks. If Lorna hadn't introduced her as your mother, I would have thought she was an older sister. I now know where Lorna got her looks from.

They brought me up to date on what you and Lucy had been up to over the years. Then I made the mistake of asking Lorna how her husband was. I saw the tears well up in her eyes and she excused herself and went to the washroom.

“Lorna's marriage only lasted three months.” Your mother said, adding. “ It was probably the worst three months of her life. Then again it was a whirl wind romance. They had only dated for a few months, when he proposed. Within a month of their marriage I could tell things weren't good between them.” She stopped talking as Lorna came back and sat with us. We all sat in silence for a while.

“Is this the first time in the coffee shop?” Your mother asked breaking the silence and adding. “I come here most evenings and can't recall seeing you before.”

“Yes, it's my first time. I just came back from a movie and decided I'd try this place.” I answered.

“Oh, what movie did you see.” Louise asked.

“Caligula.” I blurted out, not thinking. I've never been good at making up a lie.

“Caligula, really. I thought the movie was banned.” Louise said.

“It's banned in Ontario, but not in Quebec. I went over to Hull to see it.” I replied, feeling myself begin to blush.

“Why is it banned?” Lorna asked.

“It was produced by Penthouse magazine dear.” Louise replied and added. “It apparently has a lot of sexual content.”

“Oh!” Lorna exclaimed. Looking at me she added. “Well it doesn't surprise me, you would pick that type of a movie to see.”

By the time we finished our coffees, it was raining. I drove your sister and mom home. Your mother asked if I would like to come in for a nightcap. As Lorna was pouring the drinks you mother said. “I've got something you might be interested in.” She left the living room, came back shortly and, handed me a book. To my surprise is was Caligula. “I don't know how close the movie is to the book, but I think you will find it interesting.”

Lorna reached over and grabbed the book from my hand. When she glanced at the title she exclaimed, “Mother!”

In a calm voice your mother said. “God Lorna you can be such a, prude. It's the seventies in case you didn't know. You know, make love not war. This is one of the books your father had, God bless his soul. I'm surprised you never found any of his magazines. Not that he hid them. Anyway, I did read this book and found it quite interesting. I also took the time to get more information at the library about Caligula and his short rule of the Roman Empire. The book has some fiction in it, but for the most part it does have what truly occurred then.”

I don't know which of us was more embarrassed. I could feel the flush on my face and Lorna was red faced also.

“I've always been a history buff.” Your mother added. “I've found myself fantasizing about being brought back into time to see first hand what it was really like. I've even dreamed of being a senator's wife, walking in ancient Rome, perhaps looking to buy a house slave.”

She stopped talking seeming to be lost in thought, when Lorna blurted out “Jeez mom, I think you've lost it.”

Your mother chuckled at that statement saying. “You know Albert, Lorna has always been prim and proper and, a bit of a snob also. I guess I've got to blame myself for that. I was born in a WASP family. My father ruled the household with a strong hand or belt whenever we misbehaved. I swore I would never hit my c***dren as dad did. But I did pass on the religious beliefs, that I really didn't always agree with.”

Once more she stopped talking, taking up her glass downed the rest of her drink. Then said. “Mm mm, that went down real smoothly. Drink up you two and, I'll fix us another one.”

I chugged the rest of mine up, feeling the burn as it went down, while Lorna sipped on hers.

“Oh come on Lorna, loosen up.” Your mother said as she got up. “Drink that all down, it will do you good.”

Your mom, then bent over and reached for my glass on the coffee table. I couldn't help from seeing the cleavage. When I looked up, she was smiling and winked, then instead of grabbing my glass, she undid a button from her blouse, providing me with a better view of her cleavage. I found myself leaning forward to hand her my glass. She grabbed my wrist and turned my hand palm upwards.

“My God you have big hands.” She said, letting go of my wrist. “Did you notice how big his hands were Lorna?”

“What? Oh yes mother, I've noticed his hands before.” Lorna replied as she gulped the last of her drink.

Your mother took our glasses and went to refill them. While your mother was in the kitchen, Lorna got up from her chair and sat next to me on the couch.

“I don't know, whats got into her.” Lorna whispered. “Ever since dad died, she been different.”

She was about to say more, when your mother came back in, juggling the three glasses. She placed her drink on the small table by her chair and once more bent over to place both our drinks on the coffee table. Once more I got a good look at her cleavage, somehow another button had been undone and I could see, she wasn't wearing a bra. (I'm sorry man, I know it's your mother, but she has one nice set of tits.) She took her time, setting the glasses on coasters and moving them for easier reach. Once more she looked up at me and grinned, knowing what I had been looking at. Lorna also noticed.

“Jeez mom, your breast are almost falling out.” Lorna complained.

Your mom didn't respond to the comment, instead she stood up, went and got her glass and came back to sit beside me. Placing her glass on the coffee table, your mother once again grab my wrist and seemed to study my palm.

“Such big hands.” She said, looking as if she were in a trance. “I bet they felt real nice on your skin Lorna.”

Lorna almost choked, as she was sipping on her drink. “Mother!”

“Oh stop being so silly Lorna. Do you honestly think your father and I didn't suspect you were having sex with the boys you went out with. I wasn't a virgin when I married your father, nor do I believe you were on your wedding day.”

At this point in time, I opened my big mouth and blurted. “She wasn't when I was dating her.”

Your mother laughed, however Lorna slapped me in the face. I figured it was time for me to leave, when suddenly your mother reached over, grabbed Lorna's wrist and with amazing strength, pulled Lorna across the sofa. Lorna laid sprawled over both our laps, her chest over you mother's and ass sticking up over my legs. Also in the process, one of your mother's tits was now bare to my view. I couldn't help but gape at the pink puckered nipple.

“I must apologize for my daughter's behaviour. As I said before, we were to lenient in her upbringing. Give her a good smack on the ass.” She said, in a very calm voice.

“What!” I said in surprise.

“Like this.” Your mother said as she raised a hand and slapped Lorna's rear. “Go on give a good smack.”

Lorna had yelped at the contact and wriggle on my lap. The sight of your mother's bare breast and the wriggling, caused my cock to rise even more. I figured what the heck and gave her a good slap, over top of the short skirt she was wearing. Lorna protested of course, but your mother held her down. Once more, Lorna wriggled, rubbing against my hard dick. Once again your mother surprised me as she reached over pulling up Lorna's skirt and baring her panty clad ass. The white panties were see through and I couldn't see any marks where either your mother or I had hit her.

All the while Lorna kept yelling to be let go.

“I see there is a little bit of a slut in you. Nice panties. Then again, who would see them.” Your mother said and, reach over grasp the panties and tugged at them till they were wedged along your sister's crack, now baring the really nice globs. “Now give a good smack.”

I could blame on the booze I had drunk, but to be honest, the bare tit, cute tight ass wriggling on my lap and a hard-on near bursting was just to much. I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her outer buttock. Lorna yelp and muffled scream, since you mother was holding her head down on the sofa. You should have seen how her ass cheeks twitched as my red hand print appeared on that luscious globe. I waited a moment and, didn't need any prodding from you mom, when I brought my hand up again and, this time struck the inner cheek. It was like watching a quick dance as once more the cheeks went into spasm. This time, the sound your sister made was more like a moan then a scream. I realized she was enjoying this. Perhaps her mind was rebelling, but her body wasn't as she spread her outer leg to the floor.

I ran my fingers over the welts, now appearing on her rump. I could even feel the difference in the heat from red marks to the rest of her flesh. My hand trailed down to between her legs following the materiel wedge along the crack of her ass. When I got to the pussy lip, the cloth was damp. Lorna was turned on. I ran my fingers between those lips rubbing up and down. Lorna began to rotate he ass, rubbing her hips against my bonner. She was sizzling hot with lust. I continued to tease her pussy as your mother released the pressure from your sister. Lorna made no effort to move away. Your mother leaned toward me, taking my head between her hands, kissed me. Her tongue slid into mouth, exploring. Our tongues intertwined and, as she pulled her tongue out, I slid mine into her mouth.

Both women were moaning as your mother rubbed her chest against my arm and I continued diddling Lorna. Eventually your mother pulled away and undid the last buttons of her blouse, taking the garment out. Once more she grabbed my head between her hands and guide my mouth to her tits. I sucked on nipple at a time, as she held fistful of hair at the back of my head and guide me from one breast to the other. Her chest heaved whenever I sucked hard on the erect buds as well as when I bit down on them.

Since you mom, now held my head, Lorna's panties were loose. I brought my hand up and now pushed it inside her damp underwear. Sliding my finger along the crack of her ass, I first encountered her little ass hole. I must admit I had a desire to shove my finger up her ass, as it twitched at the tip of my finger, but decided to continue downward and shoved first one then a second finger into her drenched pussy. I finger fuck her cunt a few minutes, as pussy juice flowed out. The moving my hand just a little lower found her clit. Her clitoris was hard and begging to be played with. I scrapped my finger nail over it several times as her ass moved up and down, trying to speed the rhythm. I was only to happy to accommodate as her hip kept rubbing against my cock. Then I grasped the nub between index and thumb and pinched. That sent her right over the wall, as her body jerked, her cunt flooded my hand and wrist as I next shoved my thumb into her cunt, keeping her on the crest of orgasm.
Lorna screamed. “Oh God, yes yes yes Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” And then went silent and limp.

There was a squishing sound as I slowly removed my thumb from her cunt and Lorna slumped off the couch to the floor.

“My turn!” Your mother exclaimed, as she rose, pushed me onto my back and quickly got onto the sofa straddling my face. She hiked up her skirt to show me her naked pussy. The she lowered herself onto me. I was sure I was going to suffocate as she rubbed her cunt against my mouth and nose. She has a bushy, yet well trimmed pubic area, with just a few strands of grey hair showing. Her pussy lips are quite large as is her clit. I could smell the mixture of cunt juice, which was being smeared onto my chin, lips and nose, along with the faint odour of Shallimar perfume. She finally eased up as my tongue began to massage that hard nub. I licked as fast as possible, then sucked the clit between my lips and bit down on it. I'm sure her scream of delight could be heard throughout the apartment building. I released the nub and flicked on it a few more times before repeating the nip once more. That last nip brought her over the edge as she yelled. “Stick you tongue out!” She began to bounce up and down taking my tongue into her cunt as far as it would go. Over and over she smashed her pussy against my face, her pussy squirting out fluid drenching me and the couch, all the while screaming as she came.

She finally fell forwards from exhaustion. Thank God for the large armrest or she would have landed on the floor. When she had regained her composer, she got up carefully from the couch and sat on the coffee table. Lorna was sitting on the floor in disbelief. Sitting back up on the couch, I undid my pants and pulled them down along with my underwear. I looked from one to the other, as they starred at my erect penis.

“Come closer Lorna.” I ordered, knowing how the my cock had always affected her in the past.

As if in a daze, Lorna stood and came closer.

“Turn around.”

She did as requested. I undid the button and zipper at the back of her skirt. It fell to her ankles.

“Now remove your blouse and bra.”

For only a brief moment she hesitated, as she looked at your mother. Perhaps, I'm mistaken, but your mom had a look of desire on her face. With her back to me, Lorna removed her blouse and undid the bra, matching her panties. She bent over to pull down her panties.

“No, leave the panties on.” I ordered and added. “You know what I like.”

I didn't have to tell her, as Lorna turned, knelt and grasped my phallus. She leaned forward and began to rub the head of my dick over her breasts. She circled the head around each nipple, causing them to pucker up. Once in a while, she would squeeze my dick, bringing up pre-cum, which she would smear on the nipple.

You mother remained sitting on the coffee table, her eyes fixed on the scene before her. Her hands came up and began to massage her own breasts. I looked on as her nipples grew. She pinched and flicked the erect nipples. Eventually, one hand went down to her crotch. She spread her legs, giving me a full view of her trimmed pussy. She massaged her clit all the while continuing to pinch her nipples with the other hand.

I must admit, that it wasn't long before I felt the jism rise up along the shaft of my cock. Your sister was now pumping me for as she was worth along with flapping her breast as she move from side to side. I lost it completely, as the sperm shot out of my dick onto her neck and chest. Lorna kept pumping and squeezing my cock, till the last drop of cum oozed out, which she smeared onto one nipple.

Once I was done, Lorna leaned back and, I could see the cum slowly dripping down her chest. It was at this point your mother got down from the table, kneeling, began to lap the cum off of your sister's body. She kept moaning as she savoured my jism.

I must admit it was quite the night. I left shortly after. By the way, I have a date with your mom to see the matinee of Caligula tomorrow. Lorna begged off the invitation, saying she has to work. I am however looking forward diddling you mother in the theatre.

PS. Just to let you know, this is not my way of taking revenge on you for the affair you had with Doreen, nor for the way your sister dumped. It just happened.

Hope to hear from you soon.

Bobby




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My darling, dearest and only love, This letter is going to hurt your pride, your ego and your love for me and for others. You know that I believe in re-incarnation, and also that the soul of any man or woman remains around his loved ones until satisfied that everything is fine. If things do not turn out fine — the soul, in the form of a ghost, will cause troubles to those loved ones. I am in that position. After 14 years of marriage I must confess to you about things I did that you knew...

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Letter from Chicago

LETTER FROM CHICAGODear Shoeblossom:My name’s Noelle. I was just reading ?LETTER FROM BOSTON??That dopey rich boy Franz the Fool wrote you about how I was his Candy Striper, when he was in the hospital in four cast traction?and how I teased his cock and balls, and beat the crap out of him?and made him suck off my gay cousin! God, it brings it all back!Truth be told, I was only on the Candy Striper volunteer bit because I had to do three hundred hours of volunteer work as punishment for selling...

1 year ago
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Letter from Hartford

LETTER FROM HARTFORDDear Shoeblossom:Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I’ve been out shopping with Miguel’s Platinum Visa, and  I grin at him loopily.?Remy, honey how are you?? Mig smiles at me. His partner, JaVaughn is always amazed at how respectful and worshipful Mig seems around me. As one of the biggest...

3 years ago
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Letter from Sherier Place

LETTER FROM SHERIER PLACEDear Shoeblossom:I am a member and Substitute Treasurer of the Keeplock Club, a select group of women who keep their husbands and significant others in chastity belts. Our oldest member is seventy-eight, the youngest, a high school junior. It’s a constant vigilance, and I thought you might find it interesting, as your column discusses much of this.On Wednesday morning I was drinking coffee, and trying to find a three letter word for ?garbage? for the crossword. The...

4 years ago
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LETTER FROM ST LOUIS

LETTER FROM ST. LOUIS Dear Shoeblossom... ? I must write you about my tenant, Portia. She seems to have taken over the house... ? I gritted my teeth, kneeling on hands and knees on the kitchen table as Portia's thick razor?strop crashed against my tender bottom. She swung again, and it landed once again, and tears spurted out of my clenched lids. ? ?Can I be a man? Can I take what she's giving out? ? "Remember, Millard" Portia's sweet voice came through, "Be a man, show no reaction." ? Portia...

3 years ago
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Letter From Los Angeles Ms Scunthorpes Rebuttal

LETTER FROM LOS ANGELES :MS. SCUNTHORPE'S REBUTTAL Dear Shoeblossom, ? My name is Eliza Scunthorpe, a keyholder in Los Angeles ? I have read Leland T___'s whining letter to you at groups.yahoo.com/group/chastitytales and I think that I should give you my version of my services! ? Leland makes it sound as if I am a money-grubbing lunatic, when actually I provide a valuable therapeutic venue for my sick, sad, clients. ? For instance there's Parrish! Parrish is a favorite client of mine. He is on...

3 years ago
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Letter to a Dominant Lover

My Dearest X, Perhaps I should start with the knowns:We love each other dearly.You are a dominant personality and, in terms of love and sexuality, I am submissive.We are adults, both with good professional reputations, and therefor what we share goes far beyond the phony “sir” and “master” nonsense beloved of the chat line want to be dominants.We also realise that our professional lives demand that we ignore many of the other domination clichés. My turning up to the office dressed as a French...

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Letter From a Stranger

*Anna, I had a dream about you last night. You were laying in bed with me, your ass spooned against my groin. You body is so warm I can feel your heat. I can’t resist touching you , I reach up and cup your breast your nipples respond right away, I cant help but touch them roll them between my thumb and forefinger. I hear you moan deep in your thoat, that moan alone has got me rock hard. I have to touch you more, I glide my hand down your flat stomach enjoying the curve of you, I reach the...

2 years ago
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Letter of Recomendation

“You sure you don’t mind writing the letter?” “Not at all. I’m glad to help out Wendy.” I replied to Laura. We work at the same company in different departments. Our paths cross in the hallways, break room and the other usual places. We got to the same happy hours and other events. She’s really terrific looking for a woman ten years older than me. I’ve tried to initiate a little off-work fun, but it’s been a no-go. She won’t date anyone from the same company, even though we sometimes go to...

2 years ago
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Letter to the Professor

Dear Professor, I haven’t had time to finish my assignment, so I’m sending you this letter to explain. Hopefully, you will be understanding of my situation and, perhaps, feel kind enough to grant me an extension? I think I may need another week. You see, I’m struggling to maintain my focus, but I guess you’ve noticed that? Despite enjoying the subject and your authoritative and intelligent lectures, I am prone to daydreaming recently. I apologise. It’s just that when you’re stood there and I’m...

4 years ago
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Letter to the Professor

Dear Professor, I haven’t had time to finish my assignment, so I’m sending you this letter to explain. Hopefully, you will be understanding of my situation and, perhaps, feel kind enough to grant me an extension? I think I may need another week. You see, I’m struggling to maintain my focus, but I guess you’ve noticed that? Despite enjoying the subject and your authoritative and intelligent lectures, I am prone to daydreaming recently. I apologise. It’s just that when you’re stood there and I’m...

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letter to GF part 1 bbw

this is a letter i wrote to my GF. i have changed the names to protect ourselves :P let me give u a idea of us. she is about 5'8, blonde hair, blue eyes, 200lbs (yes i love me a bbw girl. love some curves and a lil extra), 36ddim 6'4, brown hair shoulder length and 180lbs with a 7.5in dick...enjoyWe were both laid on the couch watching a movie. I had convinced you to wear nothing after we had showered. So you were laying there naked under the blanket on my lap, and I was naked too. The movie...

4 years ago
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Letter To Clinton Crayle

HERE ISA LETTER FROM A YOUNG MAN WHO TRIED TO FOLLOW, IN CLINTON CRAYLE'S FOOTSTEPS! Dear Mr. Crayle, Ever since I became the youngest officer on the Campus Security Force, I've been bound and determined to make a name for myself here. Of course, I consider this job only a temporary stop on my way to becoming a big-name Private Eye like you, but still, I wanted to do something really spectacular as long as I was here. That's why I assigned myself the task of catching a thief...

1 year ago
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Letter To Husband

Letter to husband Hi I am Priti 23rs old- I am 5’2″ with shoulder length straight hair. My stats is 36-28- 36. I am married and this is my real life story and I am putting in form of letter since this was the way I told my husband how I had enjoyed in his absence. This was the starting of of many incidents. Dear Jaan It happened when we were going around and u were at Office and I had gone out. I was wearing a spaghetti strapped silver top. I am sure u remembers that top, half my breasts...

4 years ago
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Letter From Shana

Letter From ShanaBy James Pendergrass – Copyright James X. Pendergrass 2011 All Rights Reserved.Hello,My name is Shana.  I'm a 32-year-old, happily-married suburban woman.  This is the story of how my marriage came to be the way it is.Let's start with the basics.  I come from an upper middle class family.  I'm white, hold a masters degree, and am a marketing director at a software company. I like to read books, go shopping, and eat at good restaurants.  I exercise regularly and eat a...

2 years ago
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Letter from Naylor Gardens

LETTER FROM NAYLOR GARDENSDear Shoeblossom:I met Mariah when she came to rent a room from me some time last year. Mariah is an engaging auburn haired court reporter, with a lovely figure, though somewhat petite. Although I told her she could call me Emmeline, she insisted on calling me Mrs. Kipps. Mariah’s a quiet girl, and I was somewhat startled when I accidentally opened one of her plain brown wrapped magazines—she subscribed to a rather graphic whips-and-chains periodical entitled ?BITCHES...

3 years ago
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Letter from Ivy Hill

LETTER FROM IVY HILLDear Shoeblossom: I am a female submissive. I never wanted to be, but my father raised me in a truly disciplinary fashion. My mother left us when I was young, and my father told me that he was going to teach me to not be a wandering slut like Ma. I think part of it, of course was that Pa wanted to get his hands on me. I am a curvy redhead, about five seven, and I’ve been that way since about sixth grade. I know that I was adopted when I was young, and my birth folks must’ve...

3 years ago
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Letter to a Nothing

Letter to a Nothing by Bridget StaceySynopsis: A wife's letter to her husband, telling him how he can expect their marriage to be in future. Copyright (c) 2009 Bridget Stacey [email protected](F/m, D/s, humiliation, nc, serious, transvestite, domestic femdom) Dear Nothing, I have noticed that you have been much nicer to me recently and much easier to deal with.  You have not spurted for quite a while now, have you?  You always behave much better to me when you have not spurted.  You can...

3 years ago
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Letter From Burlington

LETTER FROM BURLINGTON Dear Shoeblossom, ? How did I become a bald slave-pig to my husband and his waitress girlfriend? ? I'm an intelligent? Institutional Equity Sales Representative having worked at subsidiaries of AT&T, Disney, Rainbow Media Corporation and Liberty Media Corporation. I speak five languages and am a marathon runner. ? ?I work out every day and am considered beautiful by most men...what's wrong with me? ? I have (or had) full bodied, shoulder length curly copper hair, and...

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Letter Chronicles Amys Story

At my desk with coffee in hand, I take a break from working on tedious reports. Relaxing in my chair, I have a smile on my face as I think about the past couple of days. Hmm… my life has certainly taken a turn for the better after that meeting with Phillip.Glancing at my pen and stationery on the desk, I decide it’s time to write to my dear friend Susan about that night. After all, she is always encouraging me to get out more…March 12, 2019Dear SusanI hope this letter finds you fit and healthy...

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Letter To My Miss

Dearest Miss,As I think of you, I say to myself, "My God, Jampu, you are such a little bitch." I continue to berate myself as if talking to my reflection in the mirror.'It is no wonder that Miss hesitated when you approached her, asking to be her sub.  It is as if she could see what a problem you might become.  How could she know that you would be so much trouble for her?  Perhaps, she had had others begging her domination.   She perhaps understood that having subs comes with difficult...

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4 years ago
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Letter 1 From the Lost Letter Bin in Everheart North Dakota

ManagerArby's Restaurant2398 N. Myrtle StreetEverheart, ND Dear Arby's:My name is Amanda Featherbottom and I am writing to complain about what is going on at your Arby's restaurant located at 2398 N. Myrtle Street here in Everheart, North DakotaThere are these two boys who come to your restaurant every day between 2:30 and 2:45 in the afternoon after they get off work at the chicken processing plant. One is named Jason Tiberson, and the other is Orville Gast. Jason is the taller one with dark...

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Letter To Tommy

Part 1 Hi Tom, I know I have not written to you or even called since you left for divinity school too get away from me. I have been keeping track through mom. I understand that you now pastor a big Church down in Austin TX. I know it has been a very long time but tonight I have to write you. I would call you but I have a feeling it would be a very long phone call (provided that you would talk to me that is). I want to tell you what I have been doing and what I have gotten myself mixed up in....

3 years ago
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Letter from Walsingham

Dear Shoeblossom, Some years back you got a "letter from Combermere" from Tulke and Barcelona Spinelli...it was about their femdom marriage, as so many of your letters are, and their marriage ended in 2005. Tulke moved from Combermere, across the state to Walsingham. This is an update on how Tulke is doing. He was my best friend growing up, and now he is my male slave! I wasn't gay back in the day...but a lot of things happened between then and now, and I wanted to keep your readers abreast of...

3 years ago
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Letters

This story contains material that could be deemed offensive. If you are under 18 or easily offended, stay away. ----------------------------------------------- Letters ------------------- By Darkside. (c) [email protected] Comments to [email protected] After the horror of Incubus and the sweeping epic of Fury I've decided to write something a little lighter and shorter. Besides I owe Vickie Tern this story as part of a bet I lost :-( Before you ask, I know the...

1 year ago
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Letters From Rose

John Henry Bartlett III laid back on his bunk and closed his eyes, exhausted after another long day at sea. It had been another stressful day, causing him to question once again why he had joined the Navy. The answer was simple: his family legacy. Father and grandfather before him, along with scores of uncles and cousins…men in his family were supposed to be Navy men. He hadn’t even questioned it, the choice was made for him before he was born and he stepped into his role like a pair of...

2 years ago
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Letters From Rose

John Henry Bartlett III laid back on his bunk and closed his eyes, exhausted after another long day at sea. It had been another stressful day, causing him to question once again why he had joined the Navy. The answer was simple: his family legacy. Father and grandfather before him, along with scores of uncles and cousins…men in his family were supposed to be Navy men. He hadn’t even questioned it; the choice was made for him before he was born and he stepped into his role like a pair of...

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2 years ago
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Letter To Mother

Letter To Mother Growing up my dad was not around much because he wasn't a good cook. So he decided to leave it on my mother. He wanted her to be an at home mother while he worked his ass off 2-3 jobs in rotation. I barely saw him. When he did hang out we were like best friends honestly. Catch up and just bullshit about anything! Girls, school, video games, everything! Well I had just gotten home from school and it was Friday. Fresh start to my weekend. I sit down and turn on my Xbox and before...

2 years ago
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Letter to Staff

Everything here is fictional except the Web Site cited. Log on to it or this story only if of age, and only at your own risk. And meanwhile, a happy and deeply satisfying New Year to all of you! Letter to the Staff of sissify.com (as dictated to Vickie Tern) Dear Sissify Staff: I think you should know how my signing on with you has changed my life. I know I'm happier now by far, but that isn't up to me any more. My girlfriend...

3 years ago
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Letter From Eisengrim Township

LETTER FROM EISENGRIM TOWNSHIPDear Shoeblossom:Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it’s so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes  a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which really, really makes me feel even more naked, humiliated, and excited.?Keep that willy whacking, Fremont, but...

4 years ago
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Letter from Topeka

LETTER FROM TOPEKADear Shoeblossom:I come home from work, pulling up in my BMW Z4 Roadster, and the paper boy greets me respectfully ?Mr. Wegg, how are you?? I grin at him. Yes, Palmer Wegg is a hot shot in this thriving Midwestern city? and when I go in the house I am pleased to see my pretty wife Zenobia relaxing on the divan.?Hello, Pom.? She greets me, smiling. ?The kids are away for three days with my parents, and so we have a bit of alone time.? Zee smiles and my cock hardens in the...

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