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The moment I saw Aria’s face, I was in bed feeling lonely one night just like now. I tried to jack one off to get some type of release, as my mother was out of the realm for the time being, but nothing. Nothing until I saw her face. Those dark, brown eyes just like her father’s. I should have known. The way she held me, loved me deep within her soul.

I dreamt of our future. Some healers have that ability so we can heal when needed and have what we need ahead of time. Unlike emergencies you see on earth. There are none here with me around. I saw our child in her arms and a band on her finger I made with my own hands.

She could never be mine, though. She’s the King’s. I’m his right hand. It wouldn’t be right to court her. It took two weeks after my dreams started for the King to get his. I never told him of mine, but then again, our King is a good king because he has the ability to read minds. Not in detail but generalized. He sort of feels what you’re thinking. For instance, you could be thinking about sex and he can tell by your body movements how you’re feeling about it; whether you like it or not so he can please you properly.

I know he must have felt my emotions when I saw Aria in his arms unconscious, but he didn’t say anything. Or, he could have been so distracted by the girl from our dreams almost dead. Either way, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him. He’d been so stressed, tired from something. I was his right hand; I wish he would tell me what was worrying him.

I thought of Aria as I lay in bed and try to once again jerk one off to get some release. I was so pent up. Aria was untouchable; but not in my fantasies. I thought of how she’d taste from head to toe. Her mouth fucking my cock. Holding her tight as I thrust inside of her, making her scream my name. It brought me to the edge and I came. Then I take her in my arms and hold her throughout the night and tell her I love her.

Maybe now I can get some sleep.

*****
Aria

As the King promised, I woke in his arms. I didn’t make it obvious, though. I kept my eyes closed and took in my surroundings. Bed, blanket, deep breath, I smell…man. Yep, that’s the same guy. I’m splayed out naked on mostly his chest. Cuddling is nice; I’ve never done this before.

Questions. Yes. I need to ask those. I turn to wake him and saw dark eyes boring into mine.

“Oh, you’re awake,” I say, startled.

“I never slept.” He replied gravely. “I haven’t slept in days.”

“I’m sorry.” I put my head down on his chest.

Jackson lifted my chin with his hand so I was looking at him again. “What did I tell you about apologizing? In this kingdom, there is no need for you to apologize.”

“Why?” I asked, super curious but then again, not really wanting to know the answer. I had a funny feeling I wasn’t leaving this ‘realm’ but I didn’t want to hear that answer.

The King exhaled deeply; this is why he wasn’t sleeping. He was fighting with something; I could see it in his eyes. “Now is not the time to explain. Just know this my dear Aria, you are meant for something far greater than you could have ever imagined.” With that, Jackson pulled me closer into his arms and kissed me.

I wanted answers just as much as I wanted this man to continue kissing me. “Wait,” I broke the kiss. “I need some answers. You keep speaking in riddles then bringing me to great orgasm with still non explanation of why I’m here or for how long. Who are you really and how did you ‘dream’ of me? What is really going on? No more omissions.”

“Aria, please, let me just feel you for a bit longer before I have to explain everything to you. Let me show you how to be pleased physically. We can handle the hard stuff later.”

“Fine, but you have to take me then. Take my virginity. Fuck me.” I couldn’t believe I just made ultimatum to a king! The look on his face was priceless; he clearly didn’t expect me to say that.

“No, not yet. You’re not ready.” He simply replied. His authoritarian tone was coming back, though.

“Then tell me everything.” I now sat up and stared right back in his eyes.

“Aria…” he said in a warning tone. “Don’t.”

I climbed up his body and straddled him. I may not have ever had sex, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t use porn to get off; it gets boring doing it on your own for that many years. I knew how to tease a man; I watched it all the time. As I started to grind my pussy on his boxer-covered cock (I was still naked from earlier), I leaned forward and began kissing him on his beautiful beard-covered mouth.

“Aria…” this time his tone was little less strict and a little more wanting. He wanted me. And it was taking all he had in him to not take me right there. His body’s instincts were reacting and I loved it. I really didn’t want him to fuck me, but I did at the same time; I also wanted answers. I was going to get them one way or another.

I moved my mouth from his and moved down to his neck and earlobe nipping and kissing him planning to go ‘all the way down.’ When I got to his naval, though, he stopped me. “Aria, no. Let me please you.”

Smirking at him, I continued my trail down his happy trail awaiting my prize under the sheets and inside of his boxers. I was so fixated on what was under the sheets, I didn’t realize Jackson was holding me until I was under him and he was on top of me boring into my eyes. “You want answers? Are you sure you want to know everything?”

All I could do was nod my head under his heated stare. The king yet again exhaled in frustration and exhaustion and placed his forehead on mine.

“Aria, you will be queen of this kingdom. You will also forever be mine. We are mated to be; destined. Why do you think you feel all of those things for someone you never met before in your life? I dreamt of you for weeks; I dreamt of our life together.”

I must have had a shocked look on my face, but the king continued, “Everything you feel feels right; like the universe put you in place, finally. At least for me. That’s the mating call. When you look at the person you’re supposed to be with for the rest of eternity, everything sort of ‘clicks’ into place. You are my life, Aria. The air that I breathe; the reason of my existence.”

“is there more?” was all I could ask. I couldn’t process anything at all. Here was a guy that was clearly at least 20 years my senior telling me that I was the love of his life. I don’t know about this realm, but on my planet, it’s usually gross.
*****

Jackson
Did she really just ask me if there was more? Is this woman a glutton for punishment? Of course there was more! But how do I now tell her more? I guess the way I have been; just tell her.

“Yes. There’s much more. You want everything?”

“I want to know everything, ‘your highness,” she said sarcastically.

“You may be the love of my life, but don’t think I won’t put you over my knee. Don’t ever be facetious with me like that.” I got the reaction I half expected; dear in headlights. Yes, I won’t lie. I’ve wanted to put this girl over my knee and spank her bare ass till her cheeks were red. I was waiting till after I took her for the first time and introduce her to an actual sex life; but not yet. One thing I’ve learned as a king is that patience is a virtue.

I did want her; and she gave me the option of taking her for the first time instead of provide information. However, I couldn’t bring myself to take her and then tell her I was her father. I just couldn’t.

“Aria, there is a ‘thing’ about our people. As a king, I need a mate to continue the line of kings and queens. Once there is no heir to my blood line the people choose another king. It wouldn’t be a huge deal if it didn’t happen since most of our people feel, think and act in the same manners. But, I would like to continue my heir since I’m the third generation; I would like a fourth. You, my dear are my mate. We are meant to be. You feel this a bit because you are half one of us; but the half human inside of your mind is confusing you and I can understand that.

“I also need you to have an open mind when I tell you this part: I know your mother. Not the one with whom you were left with in a hospital somewhere on Earth. No, your mother from this realm. She gave birth and left you. And I am so sorry she did that to you. Your mother was here, in my bed first. I had thought she had fucked another human and gave birth to you; I have no idea how you are half human and it’s something I would like to figure out.” The shock in her eyes was expected; but she looked…scared. “Aria, why are you afraid? You have nothing to fear.”

“You’re…you’re my dad?” she began to back up off the bed.

“Yes. But please, don’t run from me. Remember what I taught you about trusting your body more than your mind sometimes. This is one of those times.” Aria began to back up more and more, taking the sheet with her. I went to reach for her but she ran, fast and out the door.

Shit.
*****
Aria
What the fuck was going on? I just let a strange man put his face between my legs and then he tells me he’s my father? Is he kidding me? I had to get out of here! I didn’t know how, but I had to. I had to get home; this place wasn’t for me. Was it? I couldn’t think. All I could do was run; so I did. I ran out of the room and down the flight of stairs that led to the city that I had seen earlier. There had to be a way out somewhere.

I could hear the king-my dad yelling behind me to please stop running and to wait. But I didn’t care; I had to go. I knew I hadn’t fit in with my family hence I left it to find a new life. But this? No way. I’d rather take a family who didn’t care about me than one who wanted me in bed with him to breed the heir to his throne. I felt like Dorothy from “The Wizard of Oz” in a nightmare type setting though and couldn’t wake up.

I looked behind me to see where he was; mistake. I turn to look ahead and I run into no other than Ryder. He caught me before I fell back and steadied me.

“Please, you have to get me out of here. Please!” I begged him as he held on to me tightly.

“You belong here, Aria. With us. I cannot let you leave under the King’s order.”

I cried and screamed and fought to get out of his grip but it was worthless. “Please! Just let me go!” I begged him.

I couldn’t fathom anything anymore and knowing I wasn’t getting out of Ryder’s grip, I slumped in his arms and cried harder than I had in years.
*****

Ryder

I had what I wanted right there. This woman running into my arms where I could comfort her. But it wasn’t a reality; only a moment and then I had to give her back to her father. He must have told her more than she could chew. Goddammit. No wonder she wanted to leave. The King was getting closer he couldn’t feel my emotions. But then he stopped, saw me and I looked up to meet his gaze. He knew. He saw it and felt it right there while I was holding his only daughter.

Shit.

I wanted to calm my mate; tell her everything was going to be okay, but it wasn’t my place. I couldn’t help it; she was in my arms and I instantaneously got hard at her slumping in my arms. I wanted to take her right there in the street while everyone watched; they would know that not only was she their King’s but mine as well. It was deserved; the dreams that both the King and I had meant she was both of our mates. She clearly is not okay with him being her mate; why would she be okay with me?

She felt hungry; but not for food. Our people ate food, yes. But we also drank blood from each other. No, we are not vampires; but we provide nutrition to each other as mates and family. We only crave the ones we love and never hurt them. We have teeth, and I wasn’t sure if she had hers yet. She was still changing from half human to full Matronian. As a healer, I could tell she was transforming the way she should be and I wanted to feed her, but how?

I locked eyes with the King again when he was closer and he knew she needed to feed as well. It would calm her; the look he gave was that she did not have her teeth yet. Which is why she hadn’t completely craved his body inside of hers yet, either.

When Aria would completely change, she will crave nothing but sex and blood for a few days. She was getting there, just not yet. I absolutely hated that humans didn’t use their primal instinct mixed with love. They use. This is why she’s so confused and…hurt.

The King nodded to me and I pulled a knife from my pocket and drew blood on my wrist. I knelt down with her and told her “Drink, Aria.”

“What?! No way!” she tried pushing away from me.

“Please, sweet, drink. It’ll calm you, I promise.” She still was fighting me. She didn’t trust me. Or anyone for that matter.

I looked at the King and he gave me an approving nod so I took my bleeding wrist that was closing up and shoved it in my love’s mouth hoping she would taste and drink from me. She hesitated and tried to push again at first, but then once she got a taste she took my wrist with her hands and began to greedily suck from my open vein, stopping it from closing up. She relaxed in my arms.

Finally.
*****

Jackson

She ran right into Ryder and begged him to let her go. He wouldn’t. But not for my cause; I locked eyes and saw it all. He saw her first; he loved her first and felt her body before I. She was his mate also. It wasn’t unusual for her to be mated to more than one male in our kingdom. She was my heir, but his mate first. I can usually sense these things and I’m surprised I didn’t see it before. I felt his body respond to hers as soon as she ran into him.

He also felt I would be angered by this; he was worried I would deny her to him. I couldn’t do that. A mate is a mate; it wouldn’t be very ‘kingly’ of me to do so. She would give birth to an heir and I would love her as well as Ryder.

Ryder looked to me for permission as he felt her hunger just as I had when she awoke. Aria was getting closer to her human side being non-existent. Good. I gave him my approval, honored that he even requested it in the first place. I knew he wanted to take her right there, but knowing I hadn’t he wouldn’t which was the most respectful thing a King could ask for.

He would be able to have her, just not until she’s fed from me and my seed filled her womb. She fought at first, of course; but then she relaxed and took his offering with no hesitation. Good girl. I thought to myself.

I went to Ryder and said “bring her to my chambers when she’s completely calmed.” Ryder looked up at me and nodded, knowing. With the next wake of Aria, she would be ready and willing.

I was so wrong.

*****
Aria

His blood…it tasted amazing. Better than anything I had ever eaten or drank in my entire life. Every nerve ending in my body relaxed like never before, and I never wanted to leave Ryder’s arms. Hadn’t I just felt that way with the King? Omg, the king! He’s my dad! Ryder isn’t related to me, that I know of. But I felt good and safe in his arms and wanted to continue to drink. Are they vampires?

Oh shit, that means I shouldn’t drink too much; I might ‘drain’ him. I pulled back and he shushed me, bringing my mouth back to his wrist. “Drink what you need, Aria. You won’t hurt me.” He smiled as I continued to drink. He lifted me up and carried me; I don’t know where, and I didn’t care at the time, so long as I was still in his arms drinking from him.

I began to feel that warm fuzzy feeling in my lower belly I felt when the King kept touching me and teasing me with his face between my legs. I don’t know why, but I wanted this man like I wanted…my father. I couldn’t deny it any longer. I wanted both men in my bed fucking the shit out of me. I shouldn’t, it was wrong. But like the King said, at that every moment, I wanted to trust my body and let it do what it wanted.

We traveled through the city, but I wasn’t looking much at the scene; I was imagining my own with this man holding me tightly and thrusting deep inside me, moaning my name in my ear. Ryder led me through a door and laid me on a bed I hadn’t been in before. He got up to leave.

“Don’t.” I begged him. I wanted him to stay, cuddle and let me drink more of his delicious…blood.

“Aria, my love. I would love to stay; but I cannot. It’s not right. Not yet.

“But my dad…” I tried arguing.

“…loves you very much and would die for you. He is your mate as well. Trust me, you will drink from him and awake in the morning with a different perspective. I promise. Please, take my advice and trust him. He will not ever hurt you.” With that, Ryder kissed me on the mouth and left the room as my father was walking in.

“Your highness,” Ryder tried to whisper but I could hear everything “she’s starving. She’s almost ready. I felt her teeth drink from my opened wound; if she pushes them out, she will be transformed and awake ready for you.”

“thank you, Ryder. I know. It’s okay. We’ll handle that later. Let me take care of her now.” The king patted Ryder on the shoulder.

“Of course, sir. You’re not angry?” He asked half way out of the door.

“What kind of man would I be if I was angry?” was all my father replied with. Ryder left us alone again and I had that faint feeling again to run away. But I couldn’t. I wanted more. They were right with one thing; I was starving!

Jackson came to the bed, took me in his arms so that I was facing him and my mouth was directly in front of his left peck. He began to stroke my mouth with his thumb and said “Aria, push your teeth.”

“How?” What the fuck? Teeth? “Are you…?”

“A vampire? No, not at all. Our people do live eternally so long as they have found da mate. Usually, they do. Because we feed off of our mates; they receive nutrition that way. Yes, we enjoy food as well. But our main source of sustenance is each other. That’s why we don’t use things like money or banks. No need for them.

“Your teeth pushing is a natural instinct. You just need to find it. Imagine your teeth sunk into my flesh and drinking the delicious blood I have for you.” I tried, I did but nothing happened. So I put myself in Ryder’s arms in my mind. He had said that when I was drinking form him, my teeth had tried to push out. So if I put myself back in that spot…there it was.

I could feel something pushing through my gums; it didn’t hurt but there was a lot of pressure. The more I thought of sinking my teeth into something, the farther they came out. My father cooed me, telling me what a good girl I was and to keep doing whatever it was I was doing.

Finally, my teeth sprang out as far as they would go. My father pushed the back of my head to his left breast and ordered me to “drink.”

“Take from me, Aria.” He was still stroking my mouth with his thumb and I took a bite into his chest and began drinking. I was in bliss instantly. Not only was my father’s blood delicious, he was encouraging me to continue taking what I wanted. No one had ever done that for me before; given and wanted to give more with no expectation of receiving anything from me. I loved it, and couldn’t get enough.

All of my worries about this man being my father, flew out of the giant windows in his chambers as I continued to drink the delicious blood and found myself getting sleepy again. I felt my legs move restlessly and my father chuckled; he liked doing that.

“There you are; you are transforming perfectly. You’re almost there. Being needy is the first sign to being ready to be taken.” With that, the King wrapped one of his legs around both of mine and said “sleep, Aria. Tomorrow, you will be ready.”

I fell into a blissful sleep with blood dripping from my mouth and my father stroking my face and hair comforting me in his arms.

I awoke in a wooded area full of trees and somewhere, water. I could smell a river bed and feel the whispers of trees in my hair. I had no idea where I was, but I loved it. It was beautiful. The trees were full of pink and purple lilies-weird. Lilies don’t grow on trees. The grass was soft and welcoming.

I began walking, trying to find the source of the water. I don’t know why, but I wanted to be there.

“Hello, my dearest granddaughter.” A woman who sounded not even old enough to be mother said to me calmly. I jumped and turned to see a woman who looked like my father and I mixed together smile warmly at me, but also expectantly. “Do not fret, you know who I am. You can feel it.”

“Am I dreaming?” was all I could get out. This woman was beautiful. She had dark eyes that hadn’t aged yet with beautiful dark hair and dimples…just like mine. They were deep in her cheeks close to her mouth.

“yes and no, my dear. You are still sleeping in your father’s arms; yet you are here. Your subconscious put you here. This is deeper than the silly dreams humans have. You needed help and so you asked for it, in your own way. Here I am. I am happy to help. You question the ways of our people, which is entirely understandable. When your father explained that you should have an open mind, he was very right about it.

“we can be confusing from someone else’s perspective. We love. That is how we survive. On each other’s blood and bodies. We enjoy our lives and practice peace amongst the realm. Your father does his best to keep it that way, and I hope you will as well.”

“but he’s my…”

“father?” my grandmother interrupted. “yes. And he loves you more than any other man in existence ever could. Even Ryder.” She winked at me; “maybe even someone else on top of that. Your father made you. It is his pleasure to not only pleasure you but to protect you. He will take you under his wing and teach you the ways neglected to you as a child. For once, when it’s finally right, drop in someone’s arms and let them love you. It’s well deserved my dear. I promise.”

“I have so many questions, though.”

“But of course you do. And they will all be answered.” Grandmother moved closer and closer to me that was quite honestly weirding me out and turning me on at the same time. Then she began to unbutton her blouse that was braless; I could see her breasts still perky and huge. I was staring and immediately turned away.

“Don’t turn from my breasts, dear. I’m the reason you are here. I gave birth to your father; who in turn conceived a child within me that was your mother. These, “she pulled her blouse open, “are for you if you’d like them. And I can smell your pussy from here, you want them.” My grandmother moved closer and placed a hand gently on the back of my head and said “go ahead, take them.”

I don’t know how or why, but I took one of my grandmother’s nipples into my mouth and began gently suckling on them. Milk came out. I stopped and looked up at her. “Women have milk in their breasts so long as someone is there to suck them, and a man’s cock is always hard so long as a woman’s pussy is wet. It is how we are made. Go ahead, take them.”

I took her breast back in my mouth and began to drink the sweet milk from her breast she offered to me. I hadn’t noticed we were now kneeling on the soft grass, the hand still on the back of my hand. She placed her other hand up my shirt and began kneading one of my breasts skillfully. I moaned into her breast and she encouraged me to continue drinking. Her hand roamed down my belly and into the sweatpants I wasn’t aware that I was donning.

My grandmother found the center of my core that only I and my father had touched before. The sensation was still new when someone else touched me there, and I loved it. But, my grandmother…I didn’t care. For once in my life, I stopped caring about what was right and wrong and let go.

“that’s a good girl, Aria. Let me take care of you and teach you to accept your father’s love.” With that, we laid in the grass together, me suckling her tits and her massaging my core with her hand. My grandmother found my clit hiding behind its hood and began to massage that with one finger while slowly and skillfully adding another one of her fingers inside of me. She continued her ministrations, fingering me and bringing me to a climax I didn’t know I had inside of me. I moaned on her tit drinking her milk when my teeth began to come out again, craving the blood I knew was in her veins.

I looked up at my grandmother, who’s name I didn’t know, and asked for approval with my eyes to drink from her body some more. She nodded and moaned, practically begging me to open her skin and take more from her. And so I did. I bit around her tit while my tongue was still dancing on her nipple lapping up the milk on it. When the blood started to flow, I began sucking again like a hungry child who felt starved her whole life.

All the while, my grandmother was still finger fucking me, I fed and fed on her while she encouraged me to continue, telling me to come for her.

“Aria, my darling, cum on my hand while you take from me. Come on, sweetheart, I know you want to.” I was fighting, in my subconscious. But, wasn’t I dreaming? So it didn’t matter whether or not I did. But it felt real. And so I wanted to. My grandmother found my sweet spot and I came hard, shaking and thrashing, but my mouth never left her breast.

I continued to suck as I came down from the orgasm I just had, my grandmother cooing me and telling me it was time to wake. “you are ready, darling. Awake and let your father take you.”
*****

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This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...

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Aria and The Guys Part 2

“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it's good to see you. I didn't know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck.  I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit.With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...

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Tracey the Lifeguard

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Aria and The Guys Part 1

As usual, the small coffee shop down the street from my apartment is packed and buzzing with the morning’s rush. Let’s Grind has always been my home away from home with its dark red walls, over stuffed couches, worn coffee tables, and the seemingly ingrained smell of freshly ground coffee beans. A sigh of contentment escapes from me as I lean back into the soft love seat. I can feel the morning rays of sunlight pouring in from the store front window bathing my skin in the most amazing warmth. I...

Love Stories
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The Three Signs Book 2 LoriChapter 28 Live at the Lifesaver

“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...

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Eric Olafson Midshipman Vol 4Part 78 NEWPORT ACADEMY

We all had a good night’s sleep and used one of our own Cargo skimmers that was part of the Destroyers equipment to fly back instead of walking and were told to join all the other cadets in a large assembly hall with flags of the Union hanging from the ceiling where I estimated perhaps 600 senior Cadets had gathered. There were no chairs, everyone was standing. At one end of the assembly hall was a raised platform and a lectern with the Newport Academy logo. I saw an Admiral coming in. I...

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After hours with the lifeguard

“That’s one pound fifty change, and your band. Pool closes in twenty-five minutes.” “Do I need to wear this?” The receptionist had given me a blue band such as one would receive at a gig. “Yes, the lifeguard will need to see it,” she replied. The receptionist was a petite girl, blonde hair sitting on her shoulders, wearing the supplied blue polo shirt all the staff wore. For a petite girl she had an impressive cleavage, pushing at the buttons on her shirt. I thought I’ll just show it to the...

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We begin with a mini-montage of life in Newcastle-upon-Tyne ... A shot of Gray’s Monument, of the busy Eldon Square shopping center, St James’ Park football stadium, before we find ourselves in a busy street, looking up at an impressive, and very modern looking 5 story glass fronted building. We can see through the glass walls, seeing the staircases and offices inside. And then, stepping into frame from the side, trying not the block the architectural masterpiece – another masterpiece of...

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Marias Erziehung 1 Das vergessene Essen

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Marias Erziehung 2 Nachhilfestunden

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Marias Erziehung 3 Hochmut kommt vor Strafe

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS14 E13 Ruby Suddick 25 from Newcastle

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a Geordie-land’s infamous night-life. Along the Quayside, teaming with young bodies as the youth of the Toon move from pub to pub, barely wearing enough to protect them from the cold northern wind. Then we’re around the corner on a street with four story buildings on either side of a wide street, with plenty of pedestrian space infront of multiple pubs and clubs. Everyone looking very relieved that the lockdown is over and the party has...

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Aria Aka Megan

“I’m sending Megan across to your hotel. She will hand you the property deeds once confirmation of funds transfer has been obtained” explained my lawyer. I was purchasing a new condo, and looking forward to moving out of this hotel room. About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door. Opening the door I was very surprised. Standing there was Aria, or at least the young lady that I knew by that name - the young lady that I had encountered at the Red Door massage parlor about two years...

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The Newlins Marcie and MarkChapter 13 Stunning News for Mark

Mark was still mortified the following day and called in sick rather than face his boss, Ezra DeZam. But DeZam surprised him, and came by his motel room to see how he was and to impart some important information to him. “Listen Mark, here in Monroe, some of us play it fast and loose. We have good reason for it. Other folks have tried to fit in here ... this climate sucks. We get torrential rain followed by floods and the humidity and heat are enough to drive you crazy. Seemed like everyone...

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My Time With A Beautiful Lifeguard

This sex story involves my favorite and the greatest and most beautiful pornstar in the entire world, Madison Ivy. Okay. Now, in this sex story. Madison Ivy looks and sounds exactly the same. The only difference is that she has a huge, long, veiny, and hairless cock. I am in this sex story, as usual. In this sex story, I am medium built muscular. I have a pretty great size for a cock, and the most sexiest, hairless, cutest ass that nobody can resist. And, as usual. I love and crave getting...

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Free Use Afterlife

You feel your body jolt forward and suddenly stop. You stumble around for a few steps as your head shakes and nausea sinks in. You bend over with your hands on your knees as you try to stabilize yourself while also not throwing up. After taking a few deep breaths your head starts to feel fine and the nausea goes away until you can finally stand upright again. As you do you look around and notice you’re surrounded by nothingness except whiteness. “Where the hell am I?” you openly ask even though...

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Bimbofied in the Afterlife

You wake up, or at least the closest thing to waking up. All around you is a bright, searing light. It has no source yet it burns with a raging heat, as if sentient, that you want desperately to avoid but you cannot close your eyes. You reach to cover your face but you find you have no arms, nor even a face. You can feel your body, every nerve ending shattering like glass and limbs flailing, but it is not visible or present. The broken remains of your consciousness tumble through the emptiness...

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My Life as Isaac Newton

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Gay Newcastle Train Station Toilets

Hi lads. As normal, all my stories are true and I’ll only change names to protect identities. Don’t forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it Happy reading guys. ***************************** Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you’ve done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But...

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Gay Newcastle Train Station Toilets

Hi lads.As normal, all my stories are true and I'll only change names to protect identities. Don't forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it :)Happy reading guys.*****************************Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you've done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But there...

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Aria and The Guys Part 2

“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it’s good to see you. I didn’t know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck.  I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit. With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...

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RenewalChapter 2

“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...

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Glimpses of the Afterlife

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Newlywed Husband Learns the Truth

Newlywed Husband Learns the TruthLisa is a very large woman in her early twenties. She is about 5'6" and weighs about 380. She is definitely what you would call a SSBBW.John is a skinny, dorky white guy in his twenties.Pastor Lamont is in his late fifties, with gray hair and a gray goatee.John and Lisa had dated for almost two years before he proposed. They had a great relationship, but she told him she was going to wait until marriage to have sex with him. Lucky for John, she allowed him...

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After hours with the lifeguard

“That’s one pound fifty change, and your band. Pool closes in twenty-five minutes.” “Do I need to wear this?” The receptionist had given me a blue band such as one would receive at a gig. “Yes, the lifeguard will need to see it,” she replied. The receptionist was a petite girl, blonde hair sitting on her shoulders, wearing the supplied blue polo shirt all the staff wore. For a petite girl she had an impressive cleavage, pushing at the buttons on her shirt. I thought I’ll just show it to the...

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The Lifeguard

 I was 22 years old and I out of work, in the last year of college, I had to find a job to get me through the summer. The YMCA had a busy summer k**s' camp, and they needed someone with lifeguard and first-aid experience to supervise the pool. It was the typical, run-of the mill lifeguard gig… keep down horse-play, nurse a minor sc**** here or there and prevent injuries and other liabilities. It didn't pay much, but it had a perk: it gave me the chance to look at gorgeous k**s wearing...

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Desert Wildlife

Crystal is my girlfriend. She is fifty-five years old, five feet four, and about one hundred twenty-five pounds. She has 36C tits, nice, slightly chubby ass and white/platinum hair bleached by the Arizona sun. When Crystal is dressed up, she is a stunning piece of womanhood. Crystal has suddenly developed an interest in the Sonoran Desert. She is not a biological science major, but someone whose friends have been telling her stories about central Arizona. I agreed to take Crystal out into the...

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Newport Naval Academy

My dick grew semi-hard even before we got out of the car.I knew I wanted to attend the Newport Naval Academy even before my father set the DeSoto's parking brake. Beyond the car window, about twenty feet away, three good-looking boys stood talking. Their tight white uniforms hugged their lithe teenage bodies rather provocatively. My parents insisted on a military type school. I was on my way to becoming a little punk and strict school discipline would "straighten" me out. Well, the "out" part...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e9 Meredith Caig 48 from Newport

An establishing shot of a modern looking school – all identifying signage is digitally masked for privacy reasons, but anyone familiar with the area would immediately recognize the stylized architecture of the building. And then our host steps into frame infront of the sign ... Sexy dimples, and big fake tits pushing out of the top of her sexy black PVC mini-skirted business suit, dominate the first impression. We can’t help but stare at those perfect orbs of flesh as they seem to attempt an...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10 E11 Carol Gilley 52 from Newport

Once more we fade in on our darkened ‘bedroom’ set. A rusty old metal bedframe, with headboard and footboard, plus a dirty, threadbare mattress laying on squeaky springs. There are no sheets, no blankets, and no pillows – just stains, mostly caused by our the guests who have appeared on the show this year. We pull back from these stains and turn to the side of the set – looking into the darkness of the unlit depths of the room as a figure approaches, feet clicking, or clomping, on the...

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Lifer

In his small but immaculate barracks room Marine First Sergeant Jake Weeks took off his uniform for the last time. In his mirror he saw a man who was more at home in a uniform than jeans and a pullover shirt. Tall and lithe with cropped grey hair, blue eyes and leathery tough skin, he looked exactly what he was: a warrior. Or at least what he was up until today. He had spent the afternoon in the NCO club laughing and joking with old friends and avoiding the question of what he was going to...

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Midlife

‘Well, that ended badly.’ Peter mumbled to himself. He tried to get to his feet. He was sitting on the floor of his living room trying to sort out just what had happened. But his alcohol clouded mind and his stinging cheek made coherent thought a little difficult. He had acted like a prick and he knew it. He made another attempt at standing up but his pant-legs were bunched around his ankles and one foot slid out from under him again. ‘Fuck it.’ He growled. And lay back onto the floor, his...

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Niqhtlife

I had just broken up with my boyfriend, Bryce. I wanted to be able to go to a club, get drunk and fuck with a guy I’d just met. Bryce was too clingy, I liked to be free. Well, now I was. Tonight would be fun. I would get drunk and have sex. Simple, right? Right. I was 21 and in college, and partying was what college was for. I dressed in my sluttiest dress, skipping underwear. The dress was long enough to cover my ass but short enough that when I bent over you could get a full view. I did my...

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Interview mit PORNOLIFE

PORNOLIFE: Wann hast Du deine ersten Sex-Erfahrungen gemacht? Andrea: In der Schule lernte ich viel, aber Sex lernte ich von den Jungs. PORNOLIFE: was bedeutete dies für dich? Andrea: Das Lusterlebnis war bestimmend für mein Selbstvertrauen. Ich war begehrt und deshalb stolz auf das, was ich als junge Fickstute tat. PORNOLIFE: Und nach der Schule? Andrea: Ich hatte weiterhin sexuelle Beziehungen zu den Jungs und deren Familien aus dem Maghreb, wo ich wurde zur Hure abgerichtet wurde. PORNOLIFE:...

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In all your life you could only feel one way about yourself. You were a loser. Everything about you could be described as "below average" everything from your eyesight to the size of your penis. You were socially inept. You frequented the library, you would spend your time reading romances and erotica, wishing that you could have something like the characters in the stories. Despite everything you told yourself, despite all of your efforts, your attempts at improving any aspect of yourself...

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Slutlife

You recently moved to the big city to find a job, since unemployment is very common where you come from. Another aspect was, that you wanted to try out new stuff. Sexual stuff. But word in the small town spreads fast and you did not want to shame your Family. You like it rough, and none of your small town friends could really satisfy you. So here you are. Your name is Lena, 20 years old. You are 1,62cm short, have blonde curly hair, a slim body with nice 80c breasts and a cute small ass. It’s...

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Sissy dreamlife

Hello little sissy. Do you still remember me? You don’t do you poor thing. Allow me to refresh your memory. Last night I saw you at a bar you looked so shy and a little awkward so I approached you. We talked for a little while and I immediately came to the conclusion that you would make a great sissy, so I d**gged your drink. No stop that little sissy you won’t make it out the bondage you should embrace it, it is what you are meant to be. You must have so many questions. But since I don’t like...

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Lifewish

The Worm TurnsI thought that I would let you, the reader, know how my life has changed, some would say for the better! It all started as a normal day at work, where I am sales manager for a team of guys who sell fitness equipment. As a totally non P.C. team, we have chosen our office staff for their, shall we say, flexibility to work procedures, which they are quite happy with as it is reflected in their bonus payments. This afternoon I had just closed a big deal, and as I reflected on the...

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Niqhtlife

I had just broken up with my boyfriend, Bryce. I wanted to be able to go to a club, get drunk and fuck with a guy I'd just met. Bryce was too clingy, I liked to be free. Well, now I was. Tonight would be fun. I would get drunk and have sex. Simple, right? Right. I was 21 and in college, and partying was what college was for. I dressed in my sluttiest dress, skipping underwear. The dress was long enough to cover my ass but short enough that when I bent over you could get a full view. I did my...

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My wife had always been a horny woman and we had a great sex life. Now when we got a bit older, she was very much in control of her sexuality and her needs. We still made love at least once a day, after 20 years of marriage. I know that she often would masturbate during the day when she was home alone. She was a house wife and had raised our k**s and run the home when I went out to work. We were lucky that I could make enough money for her to stay home. When the k**s grew older she started...

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cuckold lifestyle70

We got a break from all the heat this weekend. Lower seventies beat upper ninties anyday. This short of kick started my wife's fall shopping. After doing all my chores Saturday I was told I needed to shower , shave , and lock myself up in my CB3000 because we where going shopping. Shaving my pubic area always takes me a long time. Shaving a nut sack can be tricky. It took me an hour to finish up and when I came into our room to get dressed my wife was setting on the bed already dressed and...

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Lifegaurd

I’m a guy late forties fairly fit for my age, and like to swim regularly at the local swimming baths, that’s where I meet, a hot early twenty year old girl, she is a lifeguard there and she is very friendly and extremely hot, she is an American girl from T===Ss, her accent is so hot.Anyway we often chatted and I noticed she often come up to me to chat when I’m in my swimming shorts, and I’m sure she flirted with her eyes and body, I’m older guy but do get the odd look from younger ladies...

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cuckold lifestyle42

Saturday night my wife wanted to go out and have some fun , but, she wanted me along. I was watching something on the TV in the den when she walked in wearing a white denim mini skirt and a red button up shirt, the top two buttons where left undone and she must have had on one of her pushup bras. Her 34 B's aren't normaly that round on top. Her legs where naked and she was wearing a high stacked strappy sandals. She said get up little dick and lets go do something. I jumped up and turned off...

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cuckold lifestyle26

Being a cuckold husband is always fun but when your wife is as crafty as mine its almost to much fun. She knows how to run the ragged edge. Buy this I mean doing her cuckolding while we have friends over or at public places , like the ZZ Top concert in story number 16. Well we had a wedding to go to one Saturday, I didn't want to go...( what guy does )? I was about to complain about having to go when my wife walked in wearing the dress she had bought to wear. It was pale blue, to her knee, and...

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cuckold lifestyle5

Well she had working at the BBQ shack for four months , September was almost over but it was still warm here in Georgia. Someone at the shack came up with the idea to have a summer is over party. Well being that we have a house and pool my wife said they could have it here. Most of the other wait staff was made up of college aged guys and girls that lived either at home or in an apartment. So they all agreed with the idea the party was going to be here. My wife came in and told me we where...

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It was in the depts of the hostile sea that covers planet SG-58231 that it was found. Though found is not the right word to describe what happened. Agnes was there, the one, lucky intern in Nasa’s most coveted crew, the crew that gets to plant an American flag in new worlds, unveils environments never before seen or touched by humans, plans and executes the initial research necessary before anything found is deemed safe enough to be shipped back to Earth for further examination. They entered...

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Lifestick

Salla and Savva crouched low as they worked their way through the jungle flora. The waist high bushes provided perfect cover along with the camouflage of the leopard fur shorts and bras the duo wore. The two long brown haired jungle women would not easily be seen. The tribal explorers moved stealthy and silent as a jungle cat. They edged toward the strange sounds. If the sounds were voices they were not like any voices they ever heard. These voice-like sounds had a deep tone. Never before while...

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LifeSelector

Want to see some interactive porn at Life Selector? Looking for some "choose your own adventure" porn? Simply watching porn is great, sure. But don’t you ever wish you could be right there in the action calling the shots? Of course, you do. Who the fuck doesn’t? Now, I can’t fly you out to the best porn studios to have you take Emma Hix in the ass, but I may have the next best thing. Remember those choose-your-own-adventure books as a kid? The ones where you flipped through the pages based on...

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