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“Why don’t you get comfortable?  Here, Vicky will go get you a beer,” Maelyn finished as the cute Asian gal got up.  I watched Vicky’s ass as she did the model walk all the way to the kitchen.

“So…” I began.

“Don’t bother,” Maelyn interrupted my thoughts shaking her head.  “Adam stopped by just before you called to let you know everything is fine at the office and you may as well take Monday off, too.  Then, surprisingly, I got a call from my step-sister.”

She let the last statement hang in the air as if I was supposed to know what she meant.  I didn’t say anything for a moment, trying to figure it out.

“What did Josephine have to say?” I asked, still completely unenlightened.

“Josephine…” she chuckled, her voice laden with contempt as she said the name.  “No, I think not.  Let’s call her by the name she prefers.  Joey…”  Maelyn paused for effect, raising her eyes expectantly.  “Joey called me.  Joey merely wanted me to know that she’d met you at the coffee shop.  Joey says you are pretty good in bed.  Joey says she might ‘accidentally’ be ruining you, too.”  Again she paused, gauging my surprised reaction.  “You know, I’m surprised you never put two and two together.  Especially since I’ve told you countless times how she’s ruined nearly every fucking boyfriend I’ve ever had.”

“Joey is…” and I never finished that sentence.  As I connected the dots, I was now beginning to understand.  Let me back up a bit and give you some of Maelyn’s background.  Well, I’ll tell you what she had told me.

Nine and a half years ago, Maelyn being age fifteen, her mother was killed in a car accident.  Her father, George, was understandably heartbroken.  He had shied away from any sort of romantic relationship until Maelyin convinced him to give love another chance.  She helped him make a profile on a dating website and he went out with a couple of the girls, but nothing serious ever came of it.  She didn’t go into too much detail but she did tell me he started going out on “dates” that seemed more like booty calls. 

About five years ago, George, met Pat.  Pat was gorgeous and extremely likable, but had one major secret:  Pat was born Patrick, and still had the equipment.  Apparently, this was no problem for George.  How Maelyn found all this out I’ve never known, nor cared to ask.  Pat brought her (his?) daughter, Josephine, into the household.  So for a while, she and Maelyn lived under the same roof.

In Maelyn’s words, “Josephine has all the same proclivities as Pat.  They both love to fuck guys up the ass.”  Somehow, Josephine had “ruined” nearly every one of Maelyn’s boyfriends during high school, turning them to the, and I quote, “Dark Side.”  Yes, the capital letters are very much audible when she says it.

I’m not sure Josephine’s (Joey’s) reasoning behind the feud, but she intentionally went after Maelyn’s boyfriends.  Six of Maelyn’s seven high school boyfriends ended up coming out as gay after a tryst with Josephine, sometimes two or three.  Whether Josephine was to blame, or if Maelyn just had a knack for falling for gay boys, I’ll never know.  So, Maelyn obviously thought I would merely be Joey’s next victim.

Now back to our living room with the naked man and beautiful naked Asian gal with my girlfriend.  “I’m not gay,” I told Maelyn.

“Like fuck you aren’t,” she replied.  “I bet you’d like to sit on Darren’s fuck stick right now.  But that’s beside the point.”  She even waved his large engorged member as though trying to tempt me.

That is the moment Vicky decided to return with beers for all of us.  I was still standing, and didn’t even feel welcome in my own home, but accepted the beer she proffered as though I were their guest.  As she turned and offered a beer to Maelyn, I saw her bend down as if to expose her anus for my inspection.  Instead, I watched as she tongue-kissed my girlfriend.  The picture was becoming more and more clear.

“The point is,” she continued, “that I’ve been sleeping with Vicky and Darren for the last six months.  I’d say I’m sorry, but…” she shrugged, “I’m not.  Not even a little bit.”

I put down my untouched beer.  “What are you telling me, Maelyn?”

“I need you to move out by the end of the month.  Good luck finding a place.  These two lovers of mine,” she patted Vicky’s ass and stroked Darren’s cock, “are taking your spot.  I might let you…  No.  Never mind that. I mean, honestly, if you hadn’t started fucking my evil step-sister, I might have let you stay.”

And the conversation was over.  I watched as she leaned over and took Darren’s prodigious member in her wide open mouth.  Vicky was kneeling in front of Maelyn, leaning down into her crotch.  As intriguing as it may have been normally, I just walked to the bedroom and packed a bag.  I didn’t feel welcome to join, didn’t want to.

On my way out, I was about to speak, but their coital cacophony changed my mind.  I walked out, leaving behind my former life.  I paused before getting into my car.  Should I call Joey?  Why not?

"Hey, Joey.  Free this evening?"

I waited about five minutes before heading to the nearest bar.  I was at least four shots and half a beer deep before I got my reply.

"Boyfriend’s home.  Talk to you Sunday."

Well, fuck that.  I want to get laid tonight, I thought.  I looked around the bar.  There were a few prospective hook-ups hanging around.  But they all flew from my mind when a round (but not chubby) Latina sat down next to me.  We ended up chatting for a bit, flirting, and even some suggestive touching took place.  Her name was Gaby and she was definitely on the prowl. 

I bought her a drink, and she bought me one.  I excused myself to the restroom and she playfully swatted my ass on the way past her.  This was going to be an interesting evening.

Gaby and I closed down the bar with one final shot of tequila and I was graced with an invitation.

“Come fuck me at my place,” she slurred.

And fuck her I did.  I somehow found the stamina to blast a load down her throat while driving to her place, and twice more into condoms in her bed.  I thought we would end there, but my erection seemed unperturbed.  She brought me out to the kitchen to share a pre-dawn beer, naked and still horny.  She shook her ass at me and all I could think was how tight she’d feel.

“I think I know what you want,” Gaby suggested while massaging her Latin ass.  I couldn’t have agreed more.  She increased the tension by bending over and giving me a suggestive look over her shoulder while she spread her round glutes momentarily.

I came up behind her as she went to the fridge for a second beer.  She bent over and I laid my hands on her left cheek.  I heard her purr as she reached back to spread her crack wide exposing her hopeful anus.

“Just go for it.  Fuck me!”

It was obvious I was not her first anal fuck, not even close.  No, she had some serious anal experience.  I bent down and gave her rosebud a few slow licks before she grabbed my hair and forced my face hard into her ass.  Her aroma filled my nose as my tongue darted around her hole.  I forced my tongue into her anus as far as I could go, swirling as much as her canal would allow.  Finally, she shoved me back.

“Take my asshole, you fucker!” she moaned.

I aligned my cock to her rear entrance.  She spread her cheeks wide as I spat on her hole and gently pressed into her.  She took me with surprising ease using no lube but my saliva.  In short order, I was balls deep in her ass.

“You feel so good.  Start out easy, but fuck me hard,” she advised.

A few times, I pulled out a few inches and spit on my cock again to facilitate the in-out motion.  That her anus was used to such intrusions was abundantly clear, and very little time passed before she was ready for a full-on pounding.  In the heat of the moment, I pulled out and pushed her to the floor.  She waved her gaping hole at me as if to say, “Come and get me, big boy,” as she emitted a throaty, carnal moan.

I knelt behind her on the cold tile floor, taking no time to reenter her.  She gasped with the painful pleasure.  I placed my hands on her hips using her to balance.  With only my feet on the floor, I pumped mercilessly into her.  She whimpered, whined, moaned, and groaned in chorus to my own involuntary grunts of exertion.  Each time I slammed into her, my hips slapping her ass cheeks, merely increased my lustful passion for her dark orifice.

Gaby cried out, “More!  Harder!”  My only response was to howl in ecstasy.

“God, you’re so deep!” she’d exclaim, followed by my incomprehensible roar.

Her breathing was ragged, as was mine.  I felt the inevitable release approach.  My cock somehow found that extra bit of length, extra girth, as I slammed one final time into her welcoming rectum, spewing the last of my seed into her.  I felt a warm stream of liquid flow down our legs, heard the puddle growing on the floor:  her own orgasm mirrored mine.

As our breathing gradually returned to normal, she emitted coos and throaty sighs.  When I finally looked up, whether or not we had passed out from our anal bliss, I noticed the sky had lightened into early dawn.  I rose from her back and gently eased myself from her anal cavity with an audible “pop.”

My legs were jelly.  Her body was limp.  I picked her up.  Practically carrying her, we stumbled into the shower to clean off.  She merely leaned on the wall as I soaped her up and rinsed her down, then sat on the toilet forcing my semen out as she lazily dried herself.  I took the time to straighten up the bed sheets we’d mussed during our earlier sexual excursions.  When I returned to the bathroom, she was nearly passed out.  I carried her back to the bed and tucked her in, lying beside her.  She was already snoring, and I passed out soon after.

By the time I awoke, the sun was high in the sky.  Gaby was lying next to me, her head propped up on her arm, staring at me with an involuntary smile on her lips.  She chuckled as I opened my eyes.

“Morning,” I said.  “Is it still?”  I noted the aroma of coffee in the air.

“Barely.”  She fully smiled then.

“How long have you been up?” I asked.

“Long enough to start a pot of coffee,” she replied, smiling impishly.  “And to see your boyfriend is itching to get fucked.”

“What?!”

“Yeah, I heard your phone and thought it was mine.  There’s a message from Joey.  Says his ass wants some serious attention like he gave you.  Said he wants to give your ass another round as well...”

“Oh, that.  First off, Joey…”  How was I to explain?  “Joey is a girl.  Secondly, she’s not my girlfriend.”

“But ‘she’ fucks you up your butt.  At least according to ‘her,’ that is.”  Gaby emphasized the “she” and “her” as though she didn’t believe me.

“She did once.  That’s it!  But, whatever…”

“I think it’s awesome.  I’ve fucked a couple of guys up the butt before,” Gaby interrupted before I could continue.  “No need to feel ashamed about it.  Even if Joey really is a guy.”  She gave me a sly smirk.

I let it all pass, just ignored it.  I felt no need to explain.

“Guess I should get going,” I finally said.

“Let’s have some coffee first, then fuck away the rest of the morning.”  Gaby got up and I watched her perfect round ass walk to the kitchen.

I got up and followed before the angelic vision passed from view.  Her kitchen was still a mess from our early morning anal romp on the tiled floor.  I silently started cleaning up the mess we made.

“Leave it,” Gaby instructed.  “I want to remember that fuck when I clean it up later and you’re gone.”

We drank at her kitchen table, naked asses on cushioned seats and naked backs against cold wood.  Before I was half-way through my cup, she got up.  My chair was perpendicular to the table with the back nearly at the wall.  She straddled me, sitting on my lap, and bent down to kiss me full on the lips.  I don’t think we kissed even once last night through all of our animalistic, carnal lust-fest. 

Her lips were soft and inviting, her tongue searching in my mouth tasting faintly of honey and strongly of coffee.  My aching penis found the energy to rise again, nestling in her crotch.  My face explored her cleavage as we dry-humped on the chair.

Then she pulled back, reached down, and placed me at the sopping entrance to her womanhood.  She eased down onto my erection, emitting a sigh of contentment. 

In contrast to the animal nature of our nocturnal fucking, the daylight softened our lust to a passionate, almost desperate yearning for mutual satisfaction.  Our movements were deliberate, relaxed, even in synch with each other.  The intensity built to a crescendo as our orgasms approached.  Hers hit first and she spasmed on my cock as though in a seizure, her legs gripping tightly to my waist.  Her entire body spasmed, relaxed briefly and seized again inducing a sudden blast from my cock.  I forced my hips up into her producing another full-bodied shudder.  We collapsed together.

Gaby murmured something in my ear but I just sighed back.

“I said we should clean up,” she repeated.

We gently disentangled and quietly made our way to the shower.  This time we both lathered the other up and used the retractable shower head to rinse each other off.  We lingered briefly in the steamy shower before exiting.

“Well, that was fun.  Should we exchange numbers?” I asked.

“We’ll meet again,” she replied with a smile.  “And maybe I can meet this 'Joey that is a girl not a guy and isn’t your girlfriend but you trade anal sex with her' person.”

“She’s a hoot.”

“I bet she’d be damn good in bed,” Gaby said wistfully as she looked off at nothing in the distance.

“What?” was all I could muster.

“I was just thinking we could all get together for some fun.”  She paused, looking deep into my soul it seemed.  “I don’t need a relationship, I’m done with those.  I just like having hot passionate fuck sessions. Now, get out of here and go rest up for your date tonight.”

I finally checked my phone as I let my car warm up in Gaby’s driveway.  The texts from Joey were explicit.

"My ass needs a serious fucking.  Come by tonight.  BF is leaving early.  Come fuck my asshole like I fucked yours."

"I can’t wait to feel your gorgeous cock stretch my butt."

"I can fuck you again if you’d like, too…"

My asshole puckered.  Maybe I would like, maybe I would.  And after all, Gaby was right.  With all that had just occurred with Maelyn, who needs a relationship?

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This a true story of my first experience of being whored out.I sat at my desk in my office at work ( I recently got a promotion to team leader) I was feeling so horny, yesterday my husband took my naked pictures in to his work ( he works asa heavy mining equipment salesman) and put them up in the men's changing rooms and public toilets with add reading " whore to use please contact on number below if you want to use her!"My naked pictures were up for any one at my hubbies work to see, the...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 5 MichelleChapter 76 Relationships

May 9, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “Hi Tiger!” Jessica called out from the great room. I went in and saw my wives, Bethany, Abbie, Matthew, Michael, and Birgit watching TV. “I’ll take the kids,” Abbie said. “It’s close to bedtime, anyway.” I hugged them and then my wives and I went to the ‘Indian’ room. “So?” Kara asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “She’ll be here for dinner tomorrow.” “That’s not an answer, Tiger,” Jessica laughed. “That is an answer! I suppose if you want to know,...

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wifewhore2

I watched Sarah. Amazed at the size cock that she was sucking. Naturally the other guy was larger but he was a grown man. The kid, I could see him better now, had a very large cock for his age, It was at least as large as mine of about eight inches. The man she had been sucking was the one from earlier in the week that I had sucked off with her. His thick eleven inch cock was large as he stroked it and watched Sarah suck the young boy, The man, John, got in between the legs of the young lad...

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Wifewhore

Sarah should not have had a gleefuf look on her face as she licked the cock head. Sarah was doing this because the rent was due and I had just been laid off at the wrong time. As if there is a right time to be laid off, especially after we had returned from an expensive vacation. Two weeks of carefree days in the sun at the resort. It was a way to cope with the grind at work. It was Sarah's way to unwind after being coped up in the apartment while i worked. Sarah didn't work. She had been...

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wifewhore2

Introduction: Sarah and Jim fuck again It was only a couple of days later that I came to the house and there was a strange SUV in the driveway. I thought that my wife was busy with a customer so I looked in a window, at the side of the house, before I went bumbling in.Isaw Sarah in between a guys naked legs. She was naked also. Then I saw her move over and start sucking another cock, The other man was not a man at all but a young boy of about ten or twelve. His body was hidden by the man Sarah...

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Wifewhore

Introduction: Husband and wifeservice her Johns I sat in the guest bedroom, looking through a eye hole. The hole was between the connecting door leading into the main bedroom. I had a good view of the room. I had a good view of my naked wife, Sarah, I had a good view of my neighbor from down the hall as he sat on the edge of my bed. I had a good view of Sarah holding his oversized cock and licking the tip. I looked at Sam as he sat, also naked, with his great belly. What made me shudder was...

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Whorestone Heroes of Whorecraft

"Oh!" chuckles the Innkeeper as you push open the door. "I can tell you have some new stories tonight!" What started as a joke by Blizzard's Team 5 turned out to be a punchline nobody saw coming. The world of Hearthstone spawned an entire universe unto itself, uniting players who enjoyed the lore and history behind its MMO predecessor, and those who became hopelessly addicted to a free-to-play card game that didn't take itself too seriously. It was really only a matter of time before Rule 34...

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Whorror Movies

You're sitting on the couch in your living room, flipping channels with your husband. It's pouring rain outside, occasional lightning brightens the windows followed by shaking, rumbling thunder. The different tv channels form an incoherent collage as you skip past them. Mysterious break-ins around the town of---bzzt--- the wild antelope grazes peacefully, unaware of the nearby pred---bzzt--- authorities have not disclosed any apparent explanations to the disappearances---it sucks, and it cuts!...

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Manwhore for hire

You walk into the mansion. Demi Moore walks in and sees the front of her car crushed. You had been driving it. You see, you are a man whore. You are good at your Job. You cock almost never goes soft, but sometimes it could be degrading. I mean, you are a hoe, after all. Demi Moore was your pimp. She grabs you by your neck. "What did you do to my car, bitch?" Demi demanded. "I'm sorry someone backed into me. I ..." "No excuses, you stupid whore. This will come out of your pay, bitch. You better...

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Cyberwhore

“So, you’re a patron of Cyberwhore then, Kev?” asked Jeff with a sneer. Kevin nodded sheepishly. How had he let something like that slip out? “What’s wrong with the alternatives, Kev?” Jeff persisted, sipping from his beer glass in the window seat of the Red Encounter. “What about virtual sex? What’s wrong with penis pumps? And what about, heaven forbid, the real thing?” “Not much chance of that up here on Mars, Jeff,” Kevin pointed out. “How many women have you known who’d want to live here?...

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Whorishly Professional

Taking a seat in the lobby of his psychiatrist's office, Avery crossed his legs and picked up an issue of Vogue off the end table beside him. He never understood fashion's do's and don'ts but the people around him always complimented him on his innate sense of style. He wasn't attracted to the models in this magazine; there was no basis for attraction. Their billowing garments, intricately patterned and sharp coloured made it difficult for him to perceive the natural beauty they undoubtedly...

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LaWhore in Lahore

Shazia awoke by the sound of banging iron gates, she opened her eyes staring at the lizard above her mattress, the small beam of sunlight shining through a letterbox sized window, Shazia had to adjust her eyes to where she at. The gate banging became louder as finally a brighter light came into her cell as the door opened. The police officer, with his thick moustache and grimy grin standing over her whipping he ass with his cane whilst instructing her assertively to get up.Shazia jumped off the...

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LakeWhore

Lake_Whore by edintx99The lake—water crystal clear and sparkling in the sun—was on one side of the narrow sandy trail. Small boulders and rocks, bleeding out to a desert landscape were on the other. A jagged mountain range rose starkly in the distance. I’d been hiking since sunrise, the cool morning air now turned furnace-hot by the mid-day sun. I had chosen this isolated trail to clear my mind of the week’s burdens. I hadn’t seen a soul the entire time.I shed my T-shirt, rung it out, and...

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crackwhoreblues 42

Transmission # 97 Standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing thoughtlessly down into the septic tank of our soul... High heels and lip-stick, cocaine enemas, we beg the Whore-Goddess to fuck us with her fifteen inch throbbing cock, to be her slave....Bouncing up and down, playing pogo on your cock, tightening my sphincter, milking, teasing, squeezing your throbbing shaft so deep inside. You pull my legs back, speeding my asshole, gape-r****g me, making me scream as I lose control over my...

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crackwhoreblues 42

Transmission # 97 Standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing thoughtlessly down into the septic tank of our soul... High heels and lip-stick, cocaine enemas, we beg the Whore-Goddess to fuck us with her fifteen inch throbbing cock, to be her slave....Bouncing up and down, playing pogo on your cock, tightening my sphincter, milking, teasing, squeezing your throbbing shaft so deep inside. You pull my legs back, speeding my asshole, gape-r****g me, making me scream as I lose control over my...

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Cheatingwhorewife at work

I slowly took off my dress leaving me in nothing but my high heels and a thong. Red. You sat on a chair and watched me as I slowly danced for you. I came closer to you, straddled your knee and ground my pussy into your leg. That's when you grabbed me and kissed me hard and stood up. I started to stand with you but you put your hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.I know what you want, and I reached out and unzipped your pants, reaching inside and pulled out your cock. It's huge! It's...

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Whoopsies

Whoopsies ? By: Beverly Taff. This story is subject to the usual criterion and restrictions applying to age and copyright as laid down in FM?s preamble. The shock of learning about my parent?s death in a car crash was enough to destroy any child?s self confidence but for me the distress was doubled because I had nobody to share the trouble. People say a pleasure shared is a pleasure doubled whilst a pain shared is a pain halved. Nobody learned that better than I. I...

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Whoopsies Chapter 2

Whoopsies, Chapter 2 ? By: Beverly Taff The following week proved progressively more traumatic for me. Several times I accidentally wet my panties and Miss Jones worked miracles in keeping my little problem a secret. Sadly though, my lack of control completely failed me. On the Friday morning of that second week I finally disgraced myself. I fouled my panties in the playground and became the laughing stock of the whole school. As the mess leaked down my leg the frills of my...

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Whoopsies Chapter 3

Whoopsies, Chapter 3 ? By: Beverly Taff By the end of that school year, my breasts had grown quite full. My child- sized 22-inch chest now sported a splendid pair of C cup breasts with exquisitely sensitive nipples. With such a small child?s chest, it was impossible to disguise my adult breasts for they stuck right out from my narrow chest. I always received some curious stares when Mummy Jones took Pauline and me out to the mall. The sight of such a splendid pair of breasts on...

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Whoopsies Chapter 4

Whoopsies, Chapter 4 ? By: Beverly Taff For the rest of that year we studied hard and scored highly in the National Curriculum exams. Colin exceeded himself despite having to sit the exam in his special baby chair with its adapted writing table. It was incongruous to realise that inside Colin?s toddler body with his chubby little bandy legs and soft podgy arms, there lived a consummate adult author. Despite being only able to crawl everywhere and occasionally wobble uncertainly...

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Whoopsies Chapter 5

Whoopsies, Chapter 5 ? By: Beverly Taff Still naked, we trotted obediently to the bathroom and set about investigating our butt plugs. As we bent over we found we could only unscrew our butt plugs one at a time. The key chains were all attached to the same bolt in the wall of the new enlarged shower cubicle. This bolt was set in the wall immediately above a new toilet pan that had also been installed in the shower cubicle. The chains were too short to allow our rounded teardrop...

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Whoopsies Chapter 6

Whoopsies, Chapter 6 ? By: Beverly Taff The trip to Paris took longer than an ordinary commercial flight. The private executive jet only had a limited range so we had to stop to refuel in Newfoundland and Ireland. On the other hand, the jet?s toilet facilities were better appointed and we were able to address our butt-plug needs satisfactorily. The lavatory was large enough to accommodate two ?seven-year-old? sized people at a time. By now we had become reasonably proficient in...

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Whoopsies Chapter 7

Whoopsies, Chapter 7 - By: Beverly Taff The following morning I woke to find myself lying on my back. This in itself was unusual for we usually slept curled up in a ?three-sided? bundle of intertwined arms and legs. Before I had time to consider this unusual separation, I realised that it was the gentle twitching of my butt-plug that had woken me. As I became more awake, it was starting to writhe and squirm inside me. For a moment I lay on my back beside Pauline, wondering...

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Whoopsies Chapter 8

Whoopsies ? Chapter 8 - By: Beverly Taff Characters: Beverly. Author Pauline Beverly?s younger stepsister. Marjorie Beverly?s long-time school & Childhood friend. Henrie The trio?s new ?lesbian male? dance partner Mummy Jones Beverly?s step mummy & Pauline?s mummy Mummy Williams Marjorie?s Mummy See previous chapters for, Daddy Jones Beverly?s transvestite step dad. Jacqueline Beverly and Pauline?s au pair then wet nurse and friend. Colin Beverly and...

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Whooooo Maki Chut Ka Maja

Hi . I m hitesh barma,age 24. Me chatisgarh ki rehne wala hun. Mere papa navy me job karte hain isil delhi me rehte hain.Gharme maa,me aur papa hain. Aj se 2 sal pehle ki bat hai. Ki papa harwaqt gharse bahar rehte hain. Ghar ka sara khyal mujhe rakhna padta hai. Meri maa jiska nam kamal barma hai. Unki height 5″6′ hai. Body size 38-34-38 hai. Woski age 46 hai.Dikhne me mast sunder mal hai. Papa har waqt bahar rehte hain isi liye unhen vi man kar raha hoga ki koi unhe chue. Meri nazar hamesha...

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Chatwhore

Chatwhore I was being blackmailed. It didn't start that way of course. It all started about six weeks ago. I was in a chatroom and I started talking to a girl named Rachel. We chatted for a while and then I asked her about makeup. She was amused and asked me if I wanted to put on makeup. If I was a sissy. I meekly told her I was and asked her to help me learn how to do my makeup. Over the next few days she trained me step by step how to apply my makeup. Sometimes when she...

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Chatwhore pt 3

Chatwhore - Pt. 3 3 weeks later...I am just back from the hair salon standing in front of my mirror. My hair is now cut in a bob style. It is beginning to grow out and the girls won't allow me to cut it anymore. It was embarrassing asking the woman at the hair salon for this haircut but it was already in a pixie cut so it wasn't so bad. At least when I went to work I could comb it differently and make it look a little bit like how a man's hair usually looks. I have an hour until I...

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Cyberwhore

"So, you're a patron of Cyberwhore then, Kev?" asked Jeff with a sneer. Kevin nodded sheepishly. How had he let something like that slip out? "What's wrong with the alternatives, Kev?" Jeff persisted, sipping from his beer glass in the window seat of the Red Encounter. "What about virtual sex? What's wrong with penis pumps? And what about, heaven forbid, the real thing?" "Not much chance of that up here on Mars, Jeff," Kevin pointed out. "How many women have you known who'd want...

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Whoppers

I hated him the first time I saw him. Jealousy is a powerful emotion and I was full of it in a heartbeat. Miriam was laughing at this person as they stood at the punch bowl with his hand on her shoulder. Then he slid it down her back, paused at her waist and let it come to rest on her butt. She never moved a muscle or tried to stop him. If she had only flinched, but she did not. Instead, he looked up into his face and laughed loud enough for me to hear her from ten feet away. He brazenly...

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