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Pam was living in Jacksonville, Fla. She was only eighteen when she became sexally active. She lived very close to a military base. There were always guys cruising the local bars looking for hot women. Pam would sneak out at night time to hit the bars. Most of the time her parets wouldn't even notice she had left. Her father was either gone or her mother was too drunk to care. They proabably didn't care what she did anyway. Pam didn't have a boyfriend. She would rather find a different guy...
EroticI’m going to tell you a true story, or at least as true as I can remember it. Let’s be honest here and concede that when we’re in the middle of something, we don’t stop to write down the exact detail, we don’t have a voice recorder to capture every aspect of who said what and when. So even in stories like this, we use writing skills and some imagination. As a writer, I’ve always thought that imagination is borne of experience, sometimes it’s our experience, sometimes it’s that of others. This...
Chapter 1 I married Stan for several reasons, he was dependable, he had a job with a good future, he loved me, he was honest, he knew how to make me have great orgasms, well, that’s pretty good, right? And, of course, I loved him dearly. He’s wonderful but one thing I now know is that he’s no handyman. He kids that he doesn’t know which end of the screwdriver to hold. He may be right. So, when we bought our condo, there were some things that needed repair and replacement, no real big things,...
Chapter 1 I married Stan for several reasons; he was dependable, he had a job with a good future, he loved me, he was honest, he knew how to make me have great orgasms, well, that's pretty good, right? And, of course, I loved him dearly. He's wonderful but one thing I now know is that he's no handyman. He kids that he doesn't know which end of the screwdriver to hold. He may be right. So, when we bought our condo, there were some things that needed repair and replacement; no real big things,...
Wife Lovers"Shit, Avery's back," Scarlet moaned, getting off me. "Avery, this is not what it looks like," she said, putting her hands up."Really, it looks pretty damning, Scarlet. I thought you were my best friend, but now I see you're having sex with this cunt?""Hey, fuck you," I added, getting off the bed with Scarlet. "Don't you dare get pissy at her, and you better be nice to me too. I might be a flawed woman, but you need to respect me and not just jump to conclusions."Avery put her hand up, so she...
LesbianIntroduction: A man discovers how decisions can change your life years later It is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem, could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? Its hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But I would find out years later, it was actually events had taken place years before (when I was still in college) which made that...
They each took a side of me, but Avery still didn't appear to be all that enthused, though. Nevertheless, she did help herself to feel my left tit. She didn't speak, but I could tell by her vibrations that she liked it."Go ahead, Avery lick her nipple or kiss her. She's a sweet woman and not just the bitch you've branded her as, remember," Scarlet made clear, before I felt her licking my other nipple."Fine, Scarlet," she groaned, prior to bringing her head towards mine. "I don't hate you,...
Lesbian"Hi, Avery and Scarlet," I groaned, coming to the table."Nice of you to show up, Penelope," Avery whined."I'm sorry for having a life, whiny-ass, just because you two nerds love homework doesn't mean I have to spend every second working on some stupid shit," I bitched, sitting with them and dropping my bag on it too. "So, where are you two now?""I'm working on The Civil War, Avery is working on the Revolutionary War, and you're supposed to work on the Vietnam war, Penelope. We fully know the...
LesbianIt is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem; could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? It's hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But as I would find out years later, events had taken place years before which made that questionably fateful day a reality. I was in my mid 30's (36 to be exact) and had made a very good living for myself. I...
Avery Black was born in San Fransico, California, on July 17th, 1992. San Fran isn't a porn capital such as Las Vegas or Los Angeles, but it is an adjunct. All those freewheeling gays put energy in the air that affects even straights. People get their fuck on in San Fran, and it shows.An Asian Sex Doll with a HeartbeatNot much is known about this raven-haired Asian beauty other than that she's sexy as fuck, can ride a dick, and loves to make men hard. That's all I need to know, honestly. What...
Twitter Porn AccountsI didn’t leave Detroit on a good note, one of the reasons I left just walked through the security gates of the airport. His smile was bright and inviting. Amon and I have been friends since were k**s. Our relationship changed when we became teenagers and hormones betrayed us. Our innocence groping turned into something sexual. I wanted more and Amon took our c***d’s play as just that. I told myself don’t fall prey to his charm. It something I told myself many times.Amon walked up to me and gave...
Series 9, Episode 12: Avery Gowling (23), from Slough We open with more of our smooth drone footage – this time flying over Slough town center – a hive of British commuter-belt activity. Flying over a huge Tesco superstore, more cars and shoppers ... Over the train station, hundreds of passengers boarding a rush hour train into London... Then dropping all the way down toward street level on a cleared construction site, behind a two-meter-high fence. As we drop down toward the ground, we...
I wound up in California, working only as a receptionist for an independently owned soft porn company. The idea of being a porn star was simply disgusting to me. I hadn't watched much porn in my days, just the HBO after-hour specials at friends' houses after parties, but all the women looked trashy and used. They had to wear loads of make-up on their 36-year-old faces to hide the years of drug abuse on their bodies and to make them look decent enough to fuck. Their tits were sagging,...
I lost touch with Em very early on after leaving for university, we bumped into each other once or twice in the holidays perhaps, but always when we were in the middle of shopping or something else, and with no time. These were the days before Facebook or even mobile technology, so it’s not just that we had no particular reason to keep in touch – we didn’t really have the means to do so either. Beyond the age of writing letters, but not yet the age of the text message – we were quite a sad...
Chapter 5: In the Pub and What Happened Next Em got to the pub before me, but was waiting for me in the car park. As tempted as I was to start asking questions, I kept my counsel, the evening had already taken so many different and unexpected turns, I didn’t want it to take a wrong one. I slipped my arm around Em’s shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze and again she turn to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. We went into the pub together, and it struck me that this was the first time...
Confessions and Giving in After the best part of eighteen years, I’ve been reunited with my childhood best friend, Emily, a school friend and swimming partner. It came about because after a failed marriage, I moved back to my home town, it came about also because my mother encouraged me to rediscover the swimming pool, a place where I’d been happy and comfortable as a growing child and teenager. Em was at the pool, and we swam together and raced again. Then, somehow, we were suddenly very...
Chapter 4: The Swimming Pool It had been nigh on eighteen years earlier that I had left the town’s swimming club to concentrate on my school work. Having returned to my hometown from an abandoned life in London, I had been encouraged by my mother, and a visit to the pool of my youth, to return for the adults-only Friday night swim. Not that I’d abandoned swimming completely in the meantime, of course – I doubt anyone who has swam seriously can ever give up the bug completely, as it’s such a...
Before I proceed with Chapter 2, I need to introduce you to Emily, or Em. It will be two more instalments before she returns to the story properly, but it will help you to understand the scope of my history, and where it is going. Emily Barrington – Em – my teenage best girlfriend, that is, best friend who happens to be a girl. We were both school friends and swimming team mates from the age of 10 or 11 to when I dropped out from the club at 17. As teenagers, we spent a lot of time together....
Becca had a brother. He was sixteen years old, and very sexy. At six foot six inches, he towered over most people. He had long, blonde hair that he would swish out of his face while he played his guitar. Macy ADORED her brother,Avery. Little did she know, he adored her too. One day, Becca had just got home from a track meet. She had just won first place in long distance running, and she was on the high school team! Random pieces of hair stuck out from her previously perfect ponytail. ...
My name is Jim. I love fucking white femboys and crossdressers with my black dick. I first saw porn when I was way too young, thanks to a step brother. I grew up watching girls scream and moan from hard anal. Soon anal was all I wanted to watch. When I was a teen, we got the internet. I first saw transsexual porn then. I loved to see their big tits and nipples, their made up faces and long hair, their asses and sexy legs, their high heels, and their big cocks. When I was young, I...
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I was out most of the day not really thinking about anything specific. I played a round of golf and came home, showered and started to work on some of my video files. I’ve collected many gigabytes of my favorite subject, that of female masturbation. I don’t know why it turns me on so much but seeing any woman climax to their fingers is a rush that I love. I enjoy piecing together clips and produce longer videos, and at times posting them online. I recently produced a music video dedicated to my...
Saturday I had finished my weekend chorus and was headed to the shower to wash off the grass clippings and sweat. My wife came in the bathroom just as I turned on the water and asked me what I was going to do today. I turned around to answer her and saw she was wearing her shortest denim mini skirt and a pale yellow tank top, her nipples easily seen due to she was braless. I told her I was going to look at a 1931 model A Ford body I found for sale. She asked if she could come with me? I told...
I was in a work accident that left me with burns on both hands and some other parts of the body. I was in the hospital for an extended time, about 2 months. The first 3 weeks or so I was in really bad pain and they had me on really strong meds, so I really do not remember too much but once they had me on lighter doses I became more alert and more with it. I had some really good people taking care of me but one nurse was just spectacular. Her name was Andrea, or Andi for short. She was a tall...
The following is dedicated to my new girl friend in Sweden :)We have been enjoying each other company for the evening, both knowing that this willhave to end with some love making...and now we sit here on the couch, kissing and holdingeach other. Clothes seems to be in the way, we need to get rid of it, we help each other,and for each new item to get rid of, new areas for kissing and licking gets free.Finally we are both naked, and I start kissing u again, feeling u tongue is so nice. Icontinue...
So, what sorts of powers did I get with the federal stuff that kicked in when I turned eighteen? “I don’t know who you are yet, Mr. Jones, but I have no choice but to trust you. I ask for the same in return,” the cop told me. “Deal,” I replied. “Your partner is a twitchy ass.” The guy smiled and said, “Unofficially, on that, we agree. He shit in his pants when you plucked out the barbs like they were mosquitos. Officially, I’m not about to even try to piss off someone that moves as quickly...
Are you ready for the Next JAV? That’s more of a rhetorical question, because I can tell from the Vaseline and box of tissues that you’re all warmed up and ready to go. I guess the real question is how soon you’d like to jerk off to those Asian schoolgirls, office ladies and cosplay princesses. NextJAV is a torrent site specializing in full-length Japanese Adult Video, so fire up the torrent client and fire up a doobie, because there’s some waiting involved.NextJAV.com has been around since...
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Premium Hentai SitesThat morning my loving hubby called me from our laundry room and he asked who owned that pair of boxers and a shirt hanging there in a rope. Victor said was sure the items did not belong to him.But then I told him those clothes were from Jamal, our black handyman, the one specialized in home improvement, currently painting our house; one room at a time.When I got closer to him, Victor grabbed me from behind and he slid a hand inside my jeans and rubbed my pussy lips over my thong.He smiled and...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn’t consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn’t have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
Straight SexBikini Beach: The Handyman Elrod W "Damn!" The old woman cursed again as she slammed the phone down. A shapely young woman looked up sharply at the noise and the curse. "What is it, grandma?" The old woman mouthed an even more profane curse, then sighed. "Those idiots want seven hundred dollars to fix the pump! And they can't do it until next Thursday." She glanced out the one tiny window of her office, gazing for a few moments at the artificial mountain and the water...
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Her glancing at the paper that early Tuesday, second cup of coffee in hand, was what finally moved Jennie Allen to do something about her ‘old house.’ It wasn’t exactly that she had ‘let it go’, as people tend to say. It’s just that she normally never thought about having things done. Old habits died hard, she was aware of that. The whole realm of dealing with house items, and needs was one of her Andy’s main pleasures. She thought of the many, many times that she would scold him about...
I was always incredibly shy. At twenty-one, I had missed out on more encounters that I could care to mention. I was sure that if a shrink got hold of me he would find the deep-seated reason for my affliction, but I was simply not willing to venture into the realms of psychological claptrap.Regrettably, however, my introversion was mostly misconstrued as aloofness. Even though I was above average-looking, most guys simply did not have the time or patience to try and break through my reserved...
Gay MaleThis true account of events all started when I went back to school at age25, at night to become a Graphic Designer. After I had been in school fora little over a year, and my beginner classes were behind me, the classesfor this new quarter started getting tougher. I found that crunchingnumbers all day, trying to go to school 4 nights a week, and the evergrowing homework projects, were getting harder to complete on time and toconsistently produce the standard of work I required of myself to...
My name's Spike. Well, actually my given name is Percy, but no one should call me that to my face unless he wants a fight on his hands. My parents named me that in the hopes of pleasing a rich uncle of the same name who might leave them some money when he died. Well, he died, but he didn't leave any of us a dime. My parents divorced over Dad's drinking and being without work besides. My mom had to apply for welfare and she, my sister and I moved into one of these cheap one-bedroom...
All through school, which was a local comprehensive (US high-school equivalent), I was an outcast even though I was reasonably good at football. Some of the students were nice to my face but behind my back was a whole different story. Whilst others were openly hostile, thinking nothing of verbally and physically hurting me. With no support or help from anyone, especially my family, I retreated inside myself, just going through the motions until I could leave school at 16. Months after Leaving...
A loud knock startled her from her trance. Running to the door, and flinging it open, she could see 7 very large men, towering iver her 5'1" petite frame. "But where is everyone else?" she asked, disappointed. They had promised her a group of 27, and she had reserved 2 whole nights for this. "Dont worry about it whore, theyre coming" the closest man replied, as he shoved her down onto the floor. Then the men started filing in.. one after another. Some of them spat on her as they passed....
Johnstr Mark had worked in construction since he was a child. His father ran a construction company and Mark had been his helper as he grew up. After his father died, Mark went to work for himself. His mother died a few years after his father. He was in his mid 30s now and was on the road. He had lived in a town that had one major employer. The town had done well until the plant closed. One by one in a domino effect, stores closed. Jobs disappeared and the town folded up. There were more...
Handyman Susanna says: - How many of those builders and handymen have we all looked at when they come around and repair or replace bits in and around our houses have we looked at and yearned for this situation to develop. This is one of those 'what if' stories as far as I am concerned, but there have been one or two builders recently who I swear would've been well up for it, if I had the confidence to take the next public step! Anthony looked at the clock and realised that he...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn't consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn't have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
Stephanie's Slavery Synopsis After complaining that her boss was a slave driver, Stephanie is forced to really become his slave.Stephanie's Slavery by obohoboWarning The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC Spank Rom If you are underage or offended by such material or, if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or...
Slavery in our TimePart 1 – Her Strange FascinationLaura walked down the aisle gazing at all the merchandise around her. Since she was a child, Laura had always been fascinated with the selection of slaves at the department store. Highclass was a superior department store and the quality of the slaves was high. Highclass offered a wide selection of quality slaves from domestics and nannies to gardeners and chefs. Slaves varied in price due to a number of factors such as age, health,...
Tracey looked out of the air plane window and wondered what awaited her on the ground below.They were approaching the imaginatively named Zonga International Airport, in the capital city of Zonga in the country of Zonga. Why choose different names when one will do thought Tracey wryly.Not that many people had heard of Zonga up until two years ago, with good reason, it was a backward little country on the eastern side of Africa with one capital city which was also it's only port, and not much...
Return to slavery by Rowena Return to slavery by Rowena Rachel sat in her beautifully appointed office ,dressed elegantly in the latest and most tasteful fashion a white silk blouse buttoned to the neck, a smart black skirt to just below the knee, her long blond hair piled high on her head, so very different to the slutty clothes she wore when she was a slavegirl so long ago. She sighed contentedly. She was now a successful and rich business woman. She enjoyed her power and wealth....
My first Christmas in Slavery My first Christmas in Slavery A short story for the festive season It was my first Christmas as a slave girl. I was looking forward to the special day because I was hoping my master might have something special planned to celebrate my first Christmas of slavery to him. Only last Christmas I was a young innocent 15 year old girl, enjoying normal life as a teenager. Now I had recently passed my 16th birthday and I was a permanent slave girl to a dominant...
Working on the door of my local nightclub tends to provide a reasonable amount of excitement, not only do you get the buzz of doing a serious demanding job but also the perk of dozens of scantily clad girls/women to ogle every friday and saturday night! As with all nigthclubs the girls arrive wearing next to nothing in the hope of having a good night out and with the prospect of a shag come the end of the evening. The club i work at is to be honest a glorified meat market! As most doorman will...
Alaskan Indoor Water Park I had just graduated from college with a four-year degree in Business Administration. One of my friends said that his father was looking for Lifeguards to help out during the summer in Alaska. When I faked a shiver he told me that it was an Indoor Water Park with heated water. I sent his father my resume. I had been a Lifeguard for the past six years. Two years on a National Beach in New Jersey and four years on Fire Island Beaches on Long Island. The first...
CROSSDRESSING CHARLIE Episode 9 EVERYBODY'S CRAZY "What are we going to do now?" Charlie yelled over the loud rush of passing cars. "I don't know!" cried Rachel, tears streaming down her face. "Well we can't just hang around the streets all night!" shouted Charlie. Rachel didn't say anything back. She continued to walk briskly ahead of Charlie as if she knew where she was going. Dusk was rapidly descending into night and the skyline of the distant city buildings was...
It was late Monday afternoon and Cindy Adams had just come home from another day at her job as a receptionist for a large bank. Amanda Clark, her best friend and roomate, was already home when Cindy arrived. Amanda and Cindy had known each other from their college days, sharing a dorm room there as well. They had gotten to be good friends, and it seemed only natural that after college they continue their friendship. Although neither girl considered herself a lesbian, they had shared more than a...
Office SexHi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I...
I had already slipped out of my clothes for the night and sat in my recliner, writing on my laptop; it was a short story about my childhood. Since my divorce three years earlier, I spent a lot of my ‘alone’ time writing; mostly on the subject I know more about than anything else… me. I’ve written hundreds of stories about my old hometown and my family. My nine siblings provided tons of memories that I want to, someday, share with my children and grandchildren. “Hold on a minute!” I...
“ha ha!” I said and paused for a second. “Oh, wait I forgot. Fuck you.” “Let’s see. You started with Tony. He was a linebacker and dumb as hell. I’m kind of amazed he could even string together two words to ask you out.” In his best caveman imitation, Mark said. “Ma... Ma... Mackenzie... da... da... date... Toe...Toe... Tony tonight.” “You’re an asshole.” “How could you date that idiot?” “He’s really cute and has an amazing smile. Have you seen his Abs? You always say I’m...
Chapter 1 Cum Right Over I’ve always enjoyed house sitting for my friends and it is nice to have a change in the setting and a break in the normal routine. My name is Jennifer and I am married to an amazing man named Cyrus. We wanted to spend the weekend together, so we decided to house sit for our friend Amy. It had been a very long week, so we sat down under the gazebo and drank a few beers, okay, quite a few beers. Feeling spontaneous, we decided to go skinny dipping in Amy’s jacuzzi....
We grew up together. We went from the stage where girls were gross and disgusting to accidental touches and awkward flirting. She was always my angel, my idea of perfection. She was the kind of beautiful that almost hurts to look at, and she was the type of girl who simply was oblivious to how perfect she was. I am not sure what I did in a previous live to deserve the affection of someone like her, but every awkward flirt, or "accidental" touch was reciprocated in kind. She was my...
It started when I was swimming in my backyard. I was showing off my nice in-ground pool to everyone around me - that is - the people in my neighborhood. I had on my tight, pink bikini, that was in fact, super tight. It gave me enough cleavage to please almost anyone. I looked over to my neighbors house, I saw no one outside looking at me, which indeed, did make me feel awkward. After a few minutes of acting like someone was watching me, yes, most of us girls do this, I looked...
…………………………………………………………………………….. I first saw her when she had just moved in. Long, blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just melted me. I was eighteen and I’d had my share of girlfriends and so on, but no girl had ever turned my head like she did. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Perfect curves, tight shorts, and long, tan legs. Oh, Lord, help me! There was no denying I wanted her, but I couldn’t just walk over and pull her clothes off. I approached anyhow. “Hello, there,...
…………………………………………………………………………….. I first saw her when she had just moved in. Long, blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just melted me. I was eighteen and I’d had my share of girlfriends and so on, but no girl had ever turned my head like she did. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Perfect curves, tight shorts, and long, tan legs. Oh, Lord, help me! There was no denying I wanted her, but I couldn’t just walk over and pull her clothes off. I approached anyhow. “Hello, there,...