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Mom's New Year's Recordbyzipadofan©
First of all, let me say that I fucking hate my cousin Shawn. I fucking hate him. But I guess if it weren't for him I wouldn't be writing this story.

My name is Chris. I just turned 18 and I live with my mom (Lana) and dad (Eddie) and my older sister (Sarah). So anyway, my parents have a New Year's Eve party at our house every year. We have a lot of bedrooms so my parents usually get a pretty big crowd since people can drink as much as they want and not have to worry about driving.

This year was pretty much the same except my sister went to a friend's party instead. So my parents always have these lame-ass party games that they get off of a website where everybody has to, like, find out something out about somebody by asking questions or figure out who's lying from a group of statements. Of course everyone's getting drunk the whole time and then at midnight we watch the Time Square thing on TV.

It was around 2:00 a.m. when my dad told me to go to bed. He said my cousin Shawn had to go too, even though he was older and wanted to stay up. But we were sharing the same room - and no, don't even think there is any gay stuff in this story because there isn't - and Shawn's dad (my Uncle John) said he had to go too.

So anyway, we're in my room and he wants to use my computer. He says we should look at porn online. I told him that I can't because my parents have CyberSitter on my computer and it blocks me out of that stuff. Then he starts making fun of me because I still have CyberSitter on my computer. That asshole!

He messes around with it for like 15 minutes before he gives up. He's about to turn it off when I tell him that I have some pictures in an email folder. I have a friend in England that I met online and he sends me pictures of this one girl that we absolutely worship. He would say "fancy," but that's because he's a Limey. The girl's name is Lucy Pinder and she's about the most perfect thing I've ever seen in my life. She's got these enormous - and I mean huge - knockers. But they're 100% real (seriously - look it up on Google) and she's also got an amazing figure and these eyes that drive me crazy, it's like you look at them and they say "relax, I'm going to take good care of you."

Anyway, Lucy's got this thing where she doesn't show her nipples or any beaver. It's weird because she shows the entire rest of her boobs, just not the nipples. She also does some lesbian type photos with this other chick Michelle Marsh, who shows everything, but not Lucy. But I think that makes her hotter.

Anyway, I showed the pictures to Shawn and he wasn't impressed because she didn't show anything. Whatever. Then he says to me "you know who that girl looks exactly like?" and I'm like "no" and he says "Your mom." Which is really fucked up. I mean, I guess he's right -- mom's boobs are really big like that but she is obviously older so she's not as toned and her face is a little different - but you just don't say that to someone about their mom.

Then he tells me to relax, that a lot of guys have a "type" and that it's usually a lot like their mom. Then he goes on talking about how great my mom's breasts are, only he keeps calling them tits and I can't stand it.

I tell him to just shut up and he's like, "you have to admit they're fucking awesome" and I'm like "no I don't." Anyway, that was the end of that conversation. We turned off the computer and went to bed.

I'm guessing around 2 hours later, my uncle John starts banging on my door saying they need Shawn and me downstairs. Something about "setting the record." I was half asleep when I got downstairs so I was in no way prepared for what I was about to see.

It was the worst fucking thing ever. I mean, it was horrible. The image is burned into my fucking head, and I see it all the time and it won't go away.

All of the guests were standing in a big horseshoe around my mom. She was kneeling on this blue plastic tarp that my dad uses for yard work, and she was almost totally naked. The only thing she had on were these black high heels and her underwear, which was a thong and I definitely didn't need to know that.

But it gets worse. One of the guys at the party was this guy Scott who's married to my dad's friend Beth. I'd met him earlier - Scott works for Fox Sports Net and we talked a lot about what it was like because I want to be a sports anchor like the guys on ESPN. Now Scott was standing in front of my mom with his dick out, and my mom was jerking him off and all these people (including Scott's wife, Beth) were laughing and cheering him on. He grabbed the back of my mom's head and shot a small amount of cum on her face.

A whole bunch of people yelled "Sixty three!" Somebody said "how many was that for you?" and Scott said "three, and I am so done." Then my uncle John (my mom's brother, for Christ's sake) is like "let the new guys go!" and pushes us right up to her.

That's when I noticed that she was covered, I mean absolutely bathed, in jism. It was all in her hair, in her ears, on her face, in the corner of her mouth, down her neck, and all over her tits. I mean boobs. And it was dripping onto the tarp. She looked at me and was like "oh, hi baby" like it was just totally normal for me to see her like this.

"Go ahead Shawn, we need ten more for the record!" said my uncle John. Shawn was like "oh, fuck yeah!" and took out his dick and started beating it at my mom. He stroked it for like 20 seconds before he came on my mom. And so much came out it was obscene - it was like he was peeing cum. There were waves splashing all over her face and mouth and then he lowered it and more came out on her boobs.

Everybody was dying laughing including my mom who was like "oh my god!" Somebody yelled "sixty four!" and another voice said "come on, Chris!" My uncle John was like "you can do it!" My mom looked at me and smiled. She said "go ahead, baby, it's just for fun."

I was like, outside of my body. I didn't have any feeling in my hands when I took my dick out. I wasn't even hard. "Somebody get him ready!" I heard. Mrs. McFarland, my old babysitter's mom, put her hand on my shoulder and pulled me back a little. She said "here, let me help you out," and started giving me a hand-job, right in front of everybody.

I started noticing more things - every guy there had their dick out. Some women were, I guess you would call it "fluffing" - trying to get the guys ready again. I saw Whitney, my old babysitter (and Mrs. McFarland's daughter) fluffing her husband. She smiled at me. Then I saw my dad - my own dad - getting fluffed by his friend Beth, with her husband Scott standing right next to them, bent over and out of breath.

Then I saw my uncle John go over and cum on my mom. On his own sister! He must have done it a few times already, too, because barely any came out. A guy from my dad's work who's name I can't remember went up to my mom next and started beating off so hard it looked painful.

I never would have guessed that my first hand-job would be from my babysitter's mom who is like in her fifties. Talk about nutso. But she was doing a pretty good job. I think Mr. McFarland thought so too because after watching us for only like a minute he made a quick trip over to my mom for number sixty six. His son-in-law was right behind.

Then Shawn stepped up again, and the douche bag copped a feel off my mom's right breast. My mom asked him if he liked that and told him to come on them and make them his. He spurted right on them in no time, obviously not as much as the last time, and rubbed his load into her boobs with his hand. "Shawn!" his mom (my aunt Lynn) said, pretending to scold him. But she was laughing too.

Mrs. McFarland asked if I was ready and I said "I guess so." She led me up to my mom and the crowd was like "whoa! Here we go!" Mrs. McFarland stroked me a couple times toward my mom's face and then stepped back.

I took over. It felt totally dazed. I didn't think I was going to be able to do it, but then my mom said "go ahead, sweetie, you can do it," and I came. I came on my mom. It wasn't as much as Shawn did, but it was a real flyer and would have gotten some good distance if it hadn't hit her right in the nose.

"Yeah, that's it," my mom encouraged as I finished shooting.

Everybody yelled "Sixty nine!" Some guy I didn't know gave me a high five and said "lucky sixty nine!"

I walked back to the corner and stood next to my mom's friend Deb. She's a pretty woman who was in a car accident and now she's in a wheelchair. She said hi to me but kept on fluffing my Uncle Rick, who was standing right next to her with his pants off. Now I'm not one to compare dicks or anything, but his was enormous. It looked like an alien or something because it had all these veins popping out all over the place.

I was wondering if Uncle Rick's wife (my dad's sister Cates) approved of this - I looked around saw her sitting in a chair with a clipboard and a pencil. It looked like she was keeping score. Deb's husband Tom was looking at the clipboard. His penis was out of his pants but it was obviously spent. It seemed like everyone was fine with what was going on.

My uncle Rick stepped up to my mom next. He smacked my mom in the face with his gigantic dick and bounced it off her head. She grabbed it with two hands and stuffed as much as she could in her mouth. She tried to blow him as best she could but he was so big she was using a lot of hand, too. After about a minute he said, "ok, ok," and my mom took him out of her mouth and jerked his cock as his semen covered her face. As he finished he whacked her face a couple times with his dick again and my mom smiled and pushed him away. People laughed and said "seventy!"

My cousin Shawn went up to my mom again (the third time in like 20 minutes!) and did what uncle Rick did, smacking her face with his dick. This got a huge laugh from the crowd. That was all I could stand. I went back up to my room and crawled into bed. Shouts of "seventy-one!" came from downstairs, and I started to cry.

Shawn came back to my room about 20 minutes later. He was all hyper and wanted to brag. "That was fucking awesome!" he kept saying. "You're mom is the best! Don't tell me you didn't like that!"

OK, dickweed, I won't tell you, I thought. He went on to tell me that he was the only one who did it 4 times, and that the 4th was the record breaker, and that my mom had helped him with her mouth and hands. I fell asleep while he was still talking, thinking a million thoughts from "what the hell was going on" to "just what and who's record was broken?"

In the morning, everyone headed down to the dining room where there's a big brunch for all the guests. I avoided it and everyone else by going up to the attic. There's a cedar closet up there, and it's closed off to retain the smell but it was built next to the where the roof slants so there's this little triangular passageway. I used to hide in it when I was little - I called it my cubby - and since I felt like hiding today I crawled right in.

About an hour later, who should come up to the attic but my mom.

She was wearing a thin yellow dress and her long, brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail. The sunlight coming through the window fell delicately across her body and made her look like an angel. "I thought I might find you in here," she said. "Do you want to come out and talk?"

I didn't answer her, but I did crawl out of the cubby and sit down.

"I guess you're pretty upset about last night," she said.

Again, I didn't answer.

"I'm really sorry," she said. "I should have known it would be hard, er... difficult to see me like that when you weren't expecting it."

"Why were you doing it?" I asked.

Mom sighed and sat down next to me. "Well, it's fun. It's something that we do every once in a while. Your father and I don't mind and nobody gets hurt..."

"No," I interrupted. "Why were YOU doing it?"

"I'm sorry," she said. "I guess it all started because of my breasts. They make it easier for guys to get turned on in front of a group. I... I guess there are no good answers here. It's just something that I've done for a long time and I didn't really question it."

"How long have you been doing that?"

"It started in high school. I was pretty adventurous and would make out with a couple guys at once... is this bothering you?"

"No," I said. "Keep going."

"Anyway, word got around and guys would just ask to do it, you know, ejaculate on me."

"And you let them? It wasn't humiliating?" I asked.

"I mean, part of me thought it was. But another part of me felt good, you know, that I had this effect on guys, that I got to have their semen all over me."

"But why was Uncle John doing it?"

"I suppose it's a turn-on for him too."

"But isn't that i****t?" I asked.

"No," she said. "It's not like it's sex or anything."

"So you don't care that your own brother gets turned on by that?" I asked.

"Sweetie, it's harmless."

"Does he ever touch you when he's doing it?"

"Sometimes," she said.

"Gross!" I thought I was going to feel more disgusted by this than I actually was. "Do you ever touch him?"

"Sometimes," she said.

"Have you ever masturbated him?"

"Yes."

"Seriously? Have you put it in your mouth?"

"Honey, I..." She looked at me and knew she needed to tell the truth. "Sorry. Yes, I have. I want to be honest with you."

"Jesus... does dad know?"

"Your father knows. Like I said, it's not like my brother and I are having sex. It's only when we have our little parties, which is pretty much just on New Year's. It's out in the open and everyone can see."

"How long have the two of you... you know..."

"Back in high school he was at a party where guys were, you know, doing that to me. I paused for a minute to wipe some semen from my eye, and when I looked up there he was, smiling at me and ready to go. He was my brother, but I figured what the hell. It was actually really flattering how much he ejaculated on me. He admitted to me later that he'd always been turned on by my breasts. I realized that it didn't bother me. After that I even let him occasionally do it on me in our house right before I'd get in the shower. There was always some incidental touching but we never had sex or anything."

"So you're the only one who everybody comes on?" I asked.

"Actually, no," my mom said. "Your aunt Cates got into the act a few years ago. Now we take turns and try to beat each other's record."

Like I said before, Cates was my dad's sister and my Uncle "Big Dick" Rick's wife. She was really well endowed too, just a little shorter and rounder than my mom. I could see how they could give each other a run for their money.

"So does dad ejaculate on Aunt Cates?" I asked.

"Yes, he does."

"God! This is so fucked up!" I said. "Do they, you know, do the same things you and uncle John do?"

"I'm sure they do, but I really shouldn't speak for him. But like I said, it's out in the open."

"Jesus..." I said.

"Listen," my mom said. "I love you more than anything in the world. I'm sorry if this hurt you, but I want you to know I'm trying to make up for it by being completely honest with you."

"I know," I said. "It was just really hard for me to see you like that and now hear all of this."

"I hope you understand that this isn't a bad thing. I'm just sorry that your first time had to be so shocking," she said. "It would have been nicer in a more private setting."

"I guess," I said.

"Should we make up for it now?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" I said.

My mom didn't say another word. She just leaned forward and pulled her arms back through the shoulders of her dress. She looked me right in the eye and let the front of her dress fall down. I couldn't stop staring at her breasts. Fuck it, I'm going to say it. Tits. I was staring at my mom's tits.

She took my hands in hers and placed them on those gloriously soft flesh pillows. I didn't require any encouragement - I cupped and squeezed and kneaded and rubbed. I played with and pinched her nipples - apparently a little too hard because she told me to be gentler with them. Mom just kind of sat back and smiled and watched as I fondled her.

"So do you like my body, hon?" she asked.

"Yeah, mom," I said. "It's amazing." I couldn't get enough of the way her skin felt as it flowed through my fingers.

"Well thank you," she said, rubbing my cheek with her palm and then the back of her hand. "It feels really good."

"But, should we, um... should we really be doing this?" I asked.

"Honey, we need to get accustomed to seeing each other's bodies. Listen, I know last night was strange but there will be many more times when men are going to ejaculate on me. I want you to be comfortable with that, so much so that if you want to you can ejaculate on me as well. I would love nothing more than if there were a room full of men and out of all of them you ejaculated on me the most."

I could no longer deny that I was being outrageously turned on by my mom. She was so calm and beautiful and sweet as she let me caress her boobs. When she told me she hoped I'd want to come on her, I began to shift around uncomfortably due to my suddenly flaring boner. Mom noticed.

"Here, I can help with that," she said. My mom crawled over me unbuckled my belt. I tried to act like I should resist, but we both knew better. Mom just put a finger over my lips and said, "shh... " She kissed me full on the lips as she laid me on my back. As she slid down, she looked me deeply in the eyes and purposefully dragged her breasts across my body. "Relax," she said. "I'm going to take good care of you."

I propped myself up on my elbows to watch. My mom was amazing. She took my whole cock in her mouth and slowly and lovingly deep-throated me. I watched as her lips made a beautiful "O" as she easily slid them up and down my shaft. She never broke eye-contact. She never gagged. She just bobbed her head up and down, warmly massaging my penis with her throat, mouth and tongue.

I momentarily glanced past her head at her tits as they hung down. They were so fucking enormous. She'd been watching me carefully, and paid heed to my shift in attention.

She slid my cock out of her mouth slowly. It was like watching a sword-swallower - even though I was intimately familiar with the length of my own Johnson (I knew it like the front of my hand, you could say) I couldn't believe how much was coming out of her mouth as she withdrew. She had that shit all the way in there.

Mom opened her mouth to let drool run all over my engorged cock. She washed it in by running her tongue up and down the entire length, pausing only to lick the super-sensitive skin just below the head. When I was finally good and wet, she brought my cock in between her heavenly tits and squeezed them together, lifting her body up and down in what would no doubt be the best titty-fuck I'd ever get in my life. She gradually built up speed, but not too fast - she slowed down occasionally to let me enjoy the feel of her nipple running up the underside of my shaft or on my scrotum, or to wet me again, either with her drool or few deep-throating head-bobs.

"So," I said as my mom smothered my cock in her bosom, "do I get to cum, er, I mean, ejaculate on Aunt Cates next year?"

"Absolutely," she said. "I'll tell her you've been asking. She'll be thrilled." Mom kept looking me deeply in the eye. Her bodily thrusts surged to a crescendo.

This was getting to be too much. My balls felt like a shaken up soda-can. "And then," I asked, "in two years to I get to ejaculate on you?"

"I think you get to do it a little sooner than that," she said. And she was right. My first blast blew right up into her chin, immediately spilling down onto her magnificent breasts.


"Oh, yeah," she cooed, taking my erupting cock in her hand and jerking it into her face. I drilled cumshot after cumshot into her face and hair. She even directed a couple bursts right into her mouth. When I finished, she rubbed the underside of my cock all over her face, licking and kissing with pure motherly love. She used it to push a little of the cum on her face into her mouth. She swallowed slowly and sexily, rubbing her tongue over her lips and teeth and saying "Mmm..." I could see strands of jism sticking to her tongue and teeth.

"Do you want me to get some tissues or something?" I asked.

"No," she said. "I want everyone to see just how much you mean to me." And with that, my mom pulled up the top to her dress. The breast area immediately soaked through, completely revealing her nipples and the shape of her tits (as if all the guests at our house didn't get a good enough look last night). Gobs of cum dripped off her face and onto the dress, while other streaks dried on her cheeks and chin and in her hair.

"I love you, baby," she said.

"I love you too, mom," I said.

My mom went over to the stairs to return to the brunch.

"Mom... wait," I said. "Do you think we could, maybe, take the CyberSitter off the computer now?"

"Why not, I think you've earned it," she said with a wink.

And with that, my cum-soaked mother returned to our guests.

So as I said, even though I hate my asshole cousin Shawn, if it weren't for him, this story never would have happened. Had he not been at the party, I'm sure I wouldn't have been included in my parents' little game, and then I wouldn't have had this story, and then my dad wouldn't have showed me the erotic stories he'd written, or let me use his email address to post this one.

Man I hope this is a quick year. Or two.

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We were late to the wedding "Shit!" I yelled as I heard the squeal of brakes, followed by a crunch and clatter behind me. "Shit, Shit, Shit, just what I fucking need!" I looked in the mirror on the drivers side, nothing. The passenger's side mirror didn't reveal anything amiss. The rear view mirror showed nothing either because of the giant box in the bed of the dump truck. I pulled on the emergency brake and hopped out. Stepping around to the rear of the truck to see what had run up my...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e19 Sharon Callaghan 37 from Newcastle

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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Criminal Record

Criminal Record Part One I had never been into a police station before and I didn't like it. It wasn't the kind of place a girl like me frequented. There was a glass-fronted kiosk right in front of me and two benches on either side. The foyer was small - about half the size of my parents' kitchen at home. Notice boards above each bench brimmed with warnings about drunk driving and pleas for charity volunteers, among other things. I was interested in doing some more volunteer work...

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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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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 34 Touring and Recording

The New Year’s Eve concert in Victoria Park was much like the previous years; this year we shared the stage with Mental as Anything and the Cockroaches. It was great to be on stage with the Mentals again, Greedy Smith, Martin Plaza, Reg Mombassa, and the others, they were all great guys, and lots of fun to perform with. The guys from the Cockroaches were new to me; I had heard them around, but never had a chance to see them live. But they were all great, fun-loving guys, we had lots of fun...

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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 50years old mother in law

will never find that she is my mother-in-law. She looks at least fifteen years younger,-with all her tight skin & also young face and long hairs ;- and of course her plump breasts & 'S'-shaped buttocks. One thing for sure,- she always wore nothing other than loose sari and of course nightly at bedtime. I am a man of 38yrs,- having a working wife,- who is quite a loving and a caring one. We ,- me & my mother-in-law,- were just discussing about her. As she asked me,- I could never...

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5ft6 115lbs 16yearsold unspoilt Sold Part I

A new story with a few new themes I wanted to explore. For those who know me somewhat, yes, she is a bit docile for my taste but Ill try everything once. Enjoy! By the way… I wanted to design this story in a way that I, as a writer, can get my kicks out of it too. For those who are not true sadists, like myself, youll find out that not every story is meant to please you. Part two will follow. Someday. Id like to get you all nice and anxious. Part I She sat in the garden silently gazing at...

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I’ve always chatted with Eileen ever since I started delivering her milk in 1990. She was always pleasant and well turned out. I always call every other Thursday and that was the day she went out for lunch with her husband George. When I called she usually had just returned home. In the summer she would wear a blouse that would show a sneaky bit of cleavage, and a nice smell of perfume. I would always ask where they had been and what they had done. It was usually a visit to a garden centre then...

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20 YearsOf Infidelity Chapter Four

(((((Yet another chapter re-written.))))) Monday morning Jason was bouncing in his seat with excitement at going to the south of Spain. His excitement extended to other things as soon as his dad left for work. We hadn't had sex since Friday afternoon with Jason's dad staying home for the weekend. We watched from the living room window until my husband's car backed out of the driveway. Not wanting to wait any longer Jason stripped his shorts down and pulled me to sit on my knees as he plunked...

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Chelli puku 4years patu daily denganu1

Hi indian sex stories dot net doston readers edi nenu rastunna and share chesukuntunna second real life experience.Nenu chpeydi everything nijam and imaginative story kadu.Thank you na last story experienece ki baga response vachindi and 1 aunty sex ki sye andi kuda and thankyou ISS for the great platform.In case evaranna na first experience miss aitey edigo e link copy chesukuni chadavandi Na peru Tarun nenu currently hyderabad lo untunna na height 6 feet fair and na sulla size 14 cms height...

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Sex with Sister30years late

Note : This story is completely fictional! Two days ago,while I was staying at my older sisters house,something great happened. I was watching some porn,when she suddenly came home,and almost caught me. She was wasted,which she hardly ever did,and she had a hard time walking and talking. She asked what I had been doing,and I joked about watching a porno. She looked at my shorts,saw my 7.5inch hard on,and said to bad you don't have any hole to stick that into!I said if you weren't my sister,I'd...

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The First CommandChapter 20 Excerpts from CourtMartial Records

The following transcripts are taken from the Court-Martial of Roger William Edelmann, Captain, United States Navy, Retired, serving on detached duty as Commanding Officer, CNS Allington Castle, with collateral duty as Commodore, Trumanat Scout and Defense Force, concerning his actions on Truman Base on April 13 of the current year, as verified by interviews with witnesses and the Truman Base and CNS Allington Castle surveillance records, Vice-Admiral Eldon Andrews, presiding officer for...

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My Life as Isaac Newton

This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn’t change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I’ve submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man’s point of view? Oh, and I guess I should state this explicitly, based on some so-called ‘feedback’ I’ve gotten on other stories: Everything I write is...

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Twas the Night Before New Years

‘Twas the night before New Years, The lights were turned dim, Every person was stirring, Especially Kim. Her stockings were black And clung to her thigh. She sat on her bed And let out a sigh. Her thoughts were all filled With what was to cum. She knew it’d be her And for sure more than one. She picked out her panties Matching bra trimmed in lace. Turning to the mirror With a smile on her face. She liked what she saw Indeed it was HOT! She could not resist But to reach for her spot. The hairs...

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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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THE NEW RECORD

As my dementia suffering wife hasn,t been well enough for sex for years I must search back in my memory to when she enjoyed a full sex life with me. Of course I spice up the memories to make them more erotic,but I assure you they were very erotic and exciting when they happened. Ah sweet bird of youth. When wife Sarah and I hadn,t been married long we liked to experiment a lot. One thing she excelled at was fellatio or “cock sucking” as she seemed to have a natural talent for it and a longer...

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Late For DinnerChapter 24 A New Record

The dinner plates were cleared away. The men sipped their wine, puffed cigars, and listened to the pianist who was serenading the dining room. Christi was deeply entranced in what Kathy called her "torture mouse" space: the normally vibrant brunette was absolutely still with eyes lowered as if in a secret dream, her unbound hand outstretched to catch ashes from the supervisor's cigar. Kathy was a different story. Although above the table she seemed totally at ease as she sipped her soda,...

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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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Earths CoreChapter 21 Earthrsquos Records

Within a sealed cavern, encompassed by blackness, sitting crossed legs, Zax prepared himself to tackle the fifth bottleneck of insight. Smell, touch, taste, sight ... These were the four bottlenecks of insight Zax already perceived and proceeded to comprehend. Zax was not oblivious. By now he could tell that the bottlenecks of insight have something to do with the five senses. The issue was with him unable to figure out if the remaining sense, sense of hearing, which will probably make him...

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Newlywed Husband Learns the Truth

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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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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...

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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

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Newlyweds A Halloween Story

 How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...

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Deceived Newlyweds

Looking at the wedding invitation in his hands from his frat brother, Tyrone Milton let his thoughts drift back to the end of his junior year in college. The invitation came from Brad Wilton, the frat brother who had beaten him out of the coveted office of president of the fraternity for their senior year of college. He began to fume as he tossed the invitation off to the side of his desk. "That fucker! I owe him one!" he muttered loudly. The fraternity that Tyrone and Brad Wilson had joined,...

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As a Student girl in Newcastle

This is a true account recording of an event I experienced as a girl during my student years in Newcastle England. At Uni first year, like most foreign students live in Halls, but unfortunate for myself, as a late starter was boarded in a flat, the upper attic, in a house across the river in Danmark street, Gateshead. Being a Scandinavian girl with all the typical traits associated to females of that origin, I did stand out somewhat, in a very grey looking place, habituated by equally grey...

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Newcastle and the age of consent

Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun. Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away. Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and...

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Newcastle and the age of consent

Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun.Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away.Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and what...

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As a Student girl in Newcastle

This is a true account recording of an event I experienced as a girl during my student years in Newcastle England.At Uni first year, like most foreign students live in Halls, but unfortunate for myself, as a late starter was boarded in a flat, the upper attic, in a house across the river in Danmark street, Gateshead.Being a Scandinavian girl with all the typical traits associated to females of that origin, I did stand out somewhat, in a very grey looking place, habituated by equally grey...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10E08 Sophia Brayson 35 from Luton and Gina Howey 31 from Newcastle

We fade in on our regular set – the rusty old bedstead, with the ratty stained mattress, set on a concrete floor in the middle of a dark studio, harshly lit from above by a single spotlight. The bed looks a little different to previous times we’ve seen it, because one end (the foot-end), and its legs, have been removed, leaving a sloping bedframe and mattress. There’s no explanation for the missing ‘footer’ from the bed. There’s a brief pause – then we hear footsteps approaching. Heels...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10E17 Ashley Mathews 29 from Newcastle Northern Ireland

This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess12e07 Cora Toney 25 from Newcastle

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a large allotment on a sunny day – lots of small gardens sectioned off from one another, middle aged men avoiding their families – growing flowers, vegetables, or just hiding in garden sheds – and then we’re looking at a large blue-grey Weimaraner ... Watching for a moment as he sniffs around the corner of a garden shed, then turns, cocks his leg, and pisses on it... And then, stepping out from behind the shed, catching a little of that...

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The Destruction of Janeway

It's 06:00 hours and I couldn't sleep again last night. Six months since my pet Ocempa Kes left the ship and I still haven't found a new plaything. Used to be I'd take the day's frustrations out on Kes, abusing and perverting her young supple body and then sleep like a baby. Now I can't sleep. I step into the sonic shower and close my eyes. I run my hands over my ridges, then down my face and neck to my breast. My nipples need no encouragement they were already rock hard. I slide my hands down...

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New Years Eve0

But before I go into the detail of what happened last night let me first give a little background to events as well as a few details about us. Lin, my wife is 47 years of age while I am a couple of years younger. We've been married for more years than either of us would care to recall but that said, we've been lucky enough to enjoy a strong marriage, especially in this day and age when Divorce seems the norm. Though 47 she's nonetheless a sexy little size ten package at five feet...

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Renewal

© Copyright 2006, 2007 Dear Readers, The following story is a sequel to the very first one that I wrote, ‘Remembrance’. It is possible to read and understand ‘Renewal’ without reading the earlier work. If you could do so, however, it might enhance your enjoyment of this story. Thank you for choosing my work for your reading pleasure. Whichever you decide, I hope that you like it. Autumn Writer *********** George glanced at Helen as she dozed next to him, her sweater draped around her...

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Urban Renewal A Cautionary Tale

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My Renewal

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