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The Rebirth. By Alyssa Davis I knew I should have checked the long range weather before I left the airport. I had been airborne for several hours and the weather was rapidly getting foul. November weather can be very tricky in this area and can change quickly...warm one hour and cold the next. It was snowing heavily now, I was hitting strong, gusty headwinds, and I wasn't exactly sure I knew where I was. I estimated I had about an hour's worth of fuel left in my single engine Cessna 172. Unable to make radio contact with anybody, I really felt alone in this unfamiliar white world. For the first time, I felt a strange sense of fear...perhaps panic, a feeling of confusion. Was this my end? My mind was racing.so many things left to do.so many things I've accomplished. Regaining my composure, my thoughts returned to trying to find a place to land...anyplace. Survival, yes....But all I could see were trees and white snow....fresh snow. I was in trouble. Real trouble. I didn't have any cold weather survival gear...not even winter clothes. It was to be a routine flight. Oh why didn't I check the weather reports...too late now. The engine was running fine, but I sensed the wings were starting to ice up....I could feel the sluggish response to the controls and I was losing lift. My altimeter was slowly dropping. White...blinding white...everywhere. Before I realized, and helpless to respond, my landing gear was grazing the treetops. I quickly killed the engine, pulled back on the yoke...trying to get the nose up...and opened the door as I had been taught to do in an emergency landing. Too late, the wheels snagged the trees, the plane nosed down, tumbled, and started to break up in the trees as the momentum decreased. I fell out of the open door, still belted in my seat which had torn loose, falling to the snow covered ground. I don't know how far it was, but I blacked out as the plane burst into flames from the ruptured fuel tanks emptying their contents on the hot engine.. I woke up in bed, in a warm room...a cabin...a log cabin. I quickly became aware of the fact that I was nude and wrapped with a heavy wool blanket. Looking around I noticed a massive field-stone fireplace, built into the wall of a rustic yet well furnished room, was throwing comfortable heat throughout. Gas mantle lamps were glowing a white incandescent light from several ceiling fixtures, giving a soft, even illumination in contrast to the orange flames in fireplace. It was like a dream cabin in the woods as I had seen in sales brochures for log cabins. I could hear the wind howling outside this cozy environment. As my eyes focused more clearly, I saw a large burly man, attired in a red and black checkered shirt and bib overalls, standing at a white enameled sink across the room in what appeared to be the kitchen area. "Where am I?" I muttered, still feeling groggy. "So, you're awake...you took quite a fall...been out for a long time," he replied, turning towards me. "How long?" "Oh, 'bout a day and a half. What happened, anyway? Why were you out in this weather?" "I was flying from Idaho, heading for Billings...ran into bad weather. Wings iced up...went down. That's all I remember." "Lucky for you I saw the fire. I went out to investigate when I heard a plane buzz over, flying low. I wondered what nut would be flying in this stuff. Luckily I found you in the snow. You seem to be OK, but your plane is ashes. Your clothes were all torn and you were cold and soaking wet, so I stripped you and wrapped you in that blanket. Couldn't very well leave you like that. " "I guess I owe you...you saved my life. Thank you," I said, my head throbbing from a lump. I was feeling better, but very hungry and thirsty. I slowly sat up in the bunk. Before I could ask, my host approached with a bowl of hot stew and a mug of coffee. He helped me sit up, propping a pillow behind me. He was a big man, a giant, but very gentle. I took the coffee and nearly drained the cup, stopping for a breath. "My name is Jack Clark....where are we?" I asked. "Hi Jack...I'm Ben Davis. This is my ranch, and we're in Montana...a couple hundred miles west of Billings. " He seemed friendly and grateful for someone to talk to. I was grateful just to be alive. "We're socked in here for a while cuz of a blizzard. I still cant believe anybody would fly in this stuff. The last thing I expected to hear above this wind was the sound of an airplane!" "Yeah well, nobody in their right mind 'would fly in this stuff', but I didn't check the weather before I took off, like a damn fool, and got caught and it nearly killed me. So, how long do you think we'll be stranded?" "Oh, could be over a month, . Everything's blocked with drifts. I've been snowed in all winter before. Depends on the weather," Ben replied rather matter of factly. The weather was routine for him but the unexpected visitor was not. "Hope you don't mind having a guest for a while, Ben. Anything I can do to earn my keep?" "Aw, it's nice to have some company, for a change. We'll find things to do." "Do you have a telephone or anything? Maybe I should notify somebody." By now I had finished the hot, spicy, stew and was feeling stronger and thinking more clearly. Ben took the bowl and placed it in the sink. "Well, I do, but the lines are down...so are the power lines. It'll be a while before they're fixed too." "So, it looks like I'm missing and given up for lost. Oh well, might as well make the best of it. Say Ben, I hate to make a pest of myself, but do you have anything I can wear by any chance? I mean, I cant stay in a blanket for a month." Ben started to chuckle. "I'd share my things with you Jack, but I'm at least twice your size. But let's see what we can do." Ben opened a chest of drawers and pulled out some of his long underwear. Two of me would fit into it. Same for his pants. His shirt fit me like a nightshirt on my 5'5", 135 lb. frame. Ben was about 6'5" and at least 270 lb. A foot taller and twice my weight! "Yep, I thought so...you're just a little guy. You don't even have any body hair to keep you warm. Like a woman. Hmmm.Well, there is another possibility, but you might not like it, Jack." "At this point, I'm open to any idea...what've you got in mind, Ben?" "Ah....well you see, I was married once, but the little lady died. I still have her things put away. Didn't have the heart to get rid of them...actually, she was about your size...." His voice trailed off as he thoughts reminisced. "I'm sorry to hear that...were you married long?" "Only about 5 years. Mary fell off of a horse, bumped her head hard...happened so quickly." His voiced trailing away, again. I didn't want to continue the conversation. It was like opening an old wound. The thought of losing his wife...then it hit me that he started to tell me about her clothing that he had saved. "Wait a minute, are you suggesting I wear Mary's clothes?" "You got a better idea? You're her size. You wanna try them, or freeze? It's your choice. Nobody's gonna see you 'cept me, and it's gonna be hard enuf on my seein' you in her things, but it's sort'a survival. You gotta have something to wear and they'd be put to good use." He was right...I had little choice. So I nodded my acceptance of what now seemed a gracious offer. He emerged from a storeroomin the back, dragging a large trunk. Opening the lid, I saw a large assortment of woman's clothing. He carefully removed each item and gently laid them out on the bed. "I kept all this stuff, don't know why...just couldn't get rid of them....." he muttered, his voice dropping. Now, I felt ashamed to wear any of them, not because they were woman's things, but because they had been Ben's wife's and the circumstances of why he had them. "Go ahead, try something...maybe you can use them. Don't be shy." I selected a pair of denim jeans. The length was perfect, a little large in the hips, but I couldn't button the waist...too tight. I tried a sweater. Perfect fit. As I sorted through the items, I selected garments with elastic waistbands or stretch fabric, which turned out to be mainly skirts and dresses. These were indeed the clothes of a young woman about my size, as Ben had said. They were pretty things...she had nice taste. Trying a long cotton skirt with a scalloped fringe, it was a fit. So now, at least I had something to wear. Ben had busied himself washing my dish and spoon and adjusting the fireplace. He didn't want to watch me nor did I prefer that he did. Reluctantly, I found some underwear...briefs and slips and tried them. I needed clothes for warmth...anything.. To my surprise, even her shoes were a tolerable fit. Now I had a new wardrobe. Maybe not the warmest way to dress, nor the most appropriate, but cover at least. Taking only what I needed to get by, I carefully folded up the remainder and placed them back into the trunk. "Okay Ben...I've got enough to get by, thanks." "Alright Jack...I'll keep this trunk handy for you in case you need more. Lets find a place to set you up for a while." He re-arranged his dresser so I had a drawer for my newly acquired stuff. Then he gave me a tour of his home, showing me the well equipped bathroom, storeroom, kitchen and bedroom. It was a large log cabin with rooms partitioned off but open to the vaulted ceiling. Fairly modern, he had hot and cold running water and bathroom with a tub and shower. A kitchen with the basic appliances...sink, gas range, refrigerator. All the necessities. He had rigged up an extra bed for me complete with bedding and blankets. I asked him how he continued to have running water without electricity. "I have a wind generator for back-up power. Keeps my pump going." "What about lights and radio?" "I use propane for the lights, cooking, hot water, and heat if I'm not using the fireplace. Radio? I seldom use it, and we get no TV out here." Well, I thought, this was certainly a cozy and isolated arrangement. Ben was a good housekeeper...everything was neat and clean and orderly. I began to look for things to do to make myself useful. I started to help Ben make dinner. This must have been a pretty picture...big burly Ben working together with petite little Jack in a skirt and sweater, looking like his wife, except for my short hair. It certainly was a new experience for me, wearing woman's clothing . Little did I know that this was the beginning of a series of events that would change my life. We spent the time during dinner getting better acquainted. If we were going to live together for the next few months, there was a lot to discuss. Starting out with the usual male banter, about the weather, ranching, my flying experience, etc., it became difficult for me to forget that I was sitting there looking like a woman, and becoming preoccupied with that image, I soon found myself doing a lot of passive listening while Ben talked. I assumed the chores of cleaning up after the meal, both because I felt an obligation to "earn" my keep, and being the "lady" of the house, at least in appearance, I accepted it as my duty. Ben, meanwhile, went out to check on his horses in the adjacent barn, the ones he had used to rescue me, and to get more firewood. The next day, the storm had subsided and we were able to go outside. I wore Mary's parka and boots. It felt kind of strange walking in deep snow in a skirt, but I found some heavy tights to keep my legs warm. Ben had a large barn, or complex of barns where he kept many head of cattle in bad weather. I don't know how many, but it was a huge and fairly modern facility...I had actually expected to see something more "turn of the century"...and it provided good shelter for his herd. He showed me his setup for feeding and watering the cattle. His business was to fatten them up and market them for beef. Of course, in the summer, they would graze in pasture. Offering to help, Ben showed me how to mix their feed with dry chemicals, vitamins I assumed, to accelerate their growth. He added the pre-measured powder to a vat of grain and stirred the dry mixture with a canoe paddle as one might mix cement. It looked easy...I could handle that...and that's what I did, initially. Being not in condition for such manual labor, after a short time, I was barely able to move the paddle, so I continued to mix the batch with my bare hands, up to my armpits. Much better and easier for me. When it looked uniformly mixed, Ben wheeled the whole vat away and began to feed the animals while I returned to the cabin to warm up and rest. The days passed, Ben and I got along very well, doing the chores in the barn which became my routine, playing board games, and generally trying to pass time. I developed a lot of respect for him being able to maintain this type of life style for so long. I expected I'd get hardened to it, but instead, it seemed I was getting weaker with time. Heavy work sure tired me out. I was never one for manual labor and this wasn't really a lot of hard work, but I seemed to be losing strength in my arms and upper body. Ben fabricated some furniture out of wood pieces, branches, and reeds, while I did some mending, tried some handicraft, and practiced cooking and baking. I hadn't done that before, but it somehow filled my time and felt useful. Not being very strong nor experienced in ranch life, there wasn't much else for me to do. Ben did all the heavy work. I just naturally fell into the "woman's" role of doing lighter tasks and actually enjoying it. I found patience that I never before had. He commented several times that seeing me sitting there in Mary's dresses doing needlework, reminded him of her. I offered that if it was a painful memory, I'd stop, but he insisted that, in fact, it was a pleasant memory and to please continue. I had gotten so accustomed to wearing her things that I forgot how I looked, especially since my hair had gotten noticeably longer in a short time. But I had also gotten adjusted to the role of a country woman. Ben had been treating me like the woman I appeared to be as I scurried around in dresses and frilly things and I came to enjoy that treatment. He was kind, considerate, and very gentle. I don't think he would have treated a "regular" man like that but he obviously didn't consider me a man anymore. Sometimes, being in a playful mood, we would act out being husband and wife, a role I was beginning to accept. Maybe we'd get too carried away with our acting when I'd pretend to swoon into his arms after he'd compliment me on a dinner or dessert or he'd pretend to kiss and caress me when I did something nice for him. Besides helping Ben in the barn, I had willingly assumed all the inside domestic duties...cooking, cleaning, even doing laundry. The electricity had been restored and eventually the telephone came back to life. Of course, Ben had to teach me the basics of cooking, but I learned fast. Sometime after the storm, we went out to the crash site on horseback. The terrain was rugged and heavily wooded. I never would have found a clearing to land. Except for a hole burned in the trees where my plane had been, everything was covered with a heavy blanket of snow. Not a trace of my plane. Anybody searching for it would have seen nothing. "Do you want to call anybody to tell them where you are?" Ben asked after the phone service had been restored.. "Not really...I have no family and no one else except my boss, and by now, he likely thinks I'm dead. Unless, of course, you want to get rid of me." I was hoping he'd want me to stay. I rather enjoyed this lifestyle, and Ben was a great guy to share it with. "No Jack...I'm hoping you'll stay. It gets awfully lonely out here. You being here makes the time fly. You're welcome to stay as long as you like." So, the phone remained unused. After about two months had passed, one night while taking a shower, I noticed the skin on my body had become very soft and smooth and my hair was rapidly growing very long and unusually full bodied. In spite of all the exercise of mixing the cattle feed, my arm muscles were getting more slender instead of growing. I wonder if something in the water was affecting me. What was in the water? It sure wasn't like city water I was used to drinking. My thoughts were to check it out for a possible commercial venture, maybe open a health spa or something. Women would pay money for water like this if it would make them look so good. By the end of January, on a bright sunny day, I decided this was the life for me. Emotionally, I had a general overall feeling of well being...calmness...things just didn't bother like they had in the past. I thought I lost some weight because my waist was slimmer, although my hips seemed fuller. I tried on some of Mary's jeans and now I could button the waist so, with an extended wardrobe of work clothes, I tried to be more helpful to Ben in the barn. Difficult to get around that area in a skirt. I had gotten very accomplished at mixing the cattle feed by hand, blending it like a baker working dough, right down to my chest. One evening, showering before making dinner, while washing my hair, which was now below my shoulders in length and looking so good I didn't want to cut it (nor did Ben want me to), I observed that my nipples had become very sensitive and noticeably enlarged, and my breasts were getting fuller. I thought it was my imagination so I said nothing to Ben. Seeing myself in the bathroom mirror, I noticed a definite change in my figure. I had developed a woman's shape! My waist was slender, my hips and butt were enlarged as were my breasts. My arms had gotten slender and my skin was softer and smoother. I was only shaving about once a week now. With my long hair, I looked liked a female except for a small appendage in the front, and it had become very small. No wonder Ben said I looked so natural in woman's clothes. I thought it was just the long winter getting to him. My nipples were so tender and uncomfortable from rubbing on fabric, that I located a bra in the trunk and put it on as a cover to relieve the irritation. What a difference that made. And I filled the cups! That was the beginning of my wearing a bra. From then on, it was a necessity as my breasts continue to develop. During the days, I routinely wore jeans outdoors, but in the evenings, when working in the house, I changed into a fancy skirt and blouse or a pretty dress. It was just something I felt I wanted to do for Ben (and for myself). Never in my life would I have ever dreamed of doing that before, but now I wanted to...something had sure changed in me. I desired to look nice. With my long hair and now, my new "pointy" chest, I definitely looked very feminine. Ben immediately noticed that I was wearing a bra and he casually asked why I had decided to do that. I told him about the changes I had seen in my body over time, and my theory about the water. "I don't think it's the water, Jack. I noticed you mix the cattle feed with your hands." "Yeah, my hands and arms...it's too hard with the paddle like you do it...You're so much stronger than I am....why...is something wrong?" "Well, maybe you didn't notice but the chemicals you add to the feed are vitamins and hormones, estrogen, I think they said, to fatten the steers up quicker." "So? Do you think it's getting into our water supply?" "No...I haven't shown any changes in my body...but I think it's being absorbed into your body through your skin. I recall reading something about that. I never use my hands...that's why I use a paddle. I never like to touch any of those chemicals. I think you're changing into a woman from the hormones, my friend. At least you're properly dressed for it," Ben chuckled. "Oh my God! What should I do?" I suddenly had the same panic feeling as when I was in the plane and going down. Ben, turning serious, looked at me and replied, "What can you do, Jack? You've already started to change... you're starting a new life anyway...the old Jack was killed in a plane crash. Are you unhappy with your life here?" "Why no...actually I love it here, Ben." "Then why not accept it, become "Jackie," and stay here with me. I'll take care of you. I love having you here. 'Sides, you're more fun as a woman, anyway." "So, I should keep on mixing with my hands, right?" I said, now feeling coquettish. I had no intention of stopping now, anyway. I sort'a liked the changes. "You bet, Jackie!" Ben said, winking, and hugging me. So that night, Jackie was born. I continued to mix the feed, getting a daily massive exposure to hormones, my breast development advanced until I filled the bras more than fully. My figure continued to take on a feminine contour, and emotionally, I felt like a woman and accepted it. I was willingly wearing all of the clothes in Mary's wardrobe, filling them out as well as she would have, perhaps better. Sleeping in frilly nightgowns, I wore dresses daily. I even found some makeup and unashamedly started to wear a little lipstick and experiment with other cosmetics. Having acquired the figure of a woman, I felt the need to improve upon it...to look pretty. I even spent time grooming my hair and practiced setting it. And the results were amazing. Ben's attitude obviously changed towards me, also. As friendly as he had been from the beginning, he now was becoming even more attentive and gentlemanly...chivalrous. He was treating me as if I was a real lady and he was courting me. I had made my decision and I felt it was the right one. I would try to be a woman in every aspect. We became very close, almost romantic. I felt comfortable touching him as when I cut his hair, trimmed his beard, did little things for him, and especially dancing with him when we could find some music on the radio. I never had had homosexual desires before, but now, feeling like a female, I found him sexually attractive. I liked being held by him...he was such a big guy. He somehow made me feel "secure." By the end of March, the snow was gone, the roads were open, and we could leave the ranch. Once we had the cattle outdoors, I stopped mixing their feed. They would now spend the summer grazing. When Ben was able to get his truck started after wintering in a shed, he took me into the nearest town on a shopping trip for food and provisions. I didn't feel shy about being seen as a woman since I knew I looked passable and I was so eager to see other humans, I was excited to go. Not knowing what to expect, I wore what I thought was an appropriate dress, with stockings and medium heeled shoes, my hair done as best as I could. Ben was certainly pleased with my appearance. It was a fairly good size town with a variety of stores and the ubiquitous Walmart store. Ben told me to buy whatever I needed for the house and for myself. We had compiled a list of household items, but there was nothing I needed in clothing. His wife's wardrobe was holding very well, except for underwear. I did buy more lingerie...I felt better having my own, and I needed larger bras...cup size, that is. He suggested I buy fresh cosmetics so I'd have my own there too. So I stocked up on lipstick, foundation creams, and eye shadow, and of course, hair conditioners. I even stopped to have my hair done professionally where I picked up a lot of pointers on grooming long hair, something Jack never had to do. Ben took me to the medical clinic for a checkup because of the prolonged exposure to hormones. After explaining my situation to the physician, how I felt and my intentions, he put me on a maintenance dose of Premarin so I wouldn't change back to being a man. He said I had been getting a hefty dose of animal strength estrogen, even absorbed through my skin, I was lucky I didn't suffer any organ damage to my body. Other than the changes I had experienced, I was OK. I admitted that I had become happy about the changes. Ben met a few friends and neighbors and introduced me as his "mail order bride". I asked him to explain that. He said a lot of single men in small isolated towns advertise for woman in big city newspapers looking for brides. Many woman respond by coming to visit, to get acquainted. Some don't like the isolation and leave immediately. But, some do stay to get married. That would account for my presence. He said he tells everybody I just "dropped in" to check him out. Well, I couldn't deny that. Nobody questioned him further, and I was warmly welcomed as a girl from the city, especially by his neighbor's wives who were grateful for more female companionship. We loaded our purchases into the truck and returned to the ranch. I was now more convinced than ever that I would stay here. I was very happy with my new lifestyles, as a woman, and a rancher's wife. The day was warm and sunny, the people had been friendly...life was good. While Ben unloaded the truck, I prepared dinner, after which, I cleaned up the dishes and relaxed for the evening. I thanked Ben for a lovely day, giving him a friendly little kiss on his forehead. He pulled me down gently, and kissed me on my lips. "You're welcome, pretty lady." he said, quietly. "Ben, that's the first time you've called me that." "Jackie, my friends have met you and like you. They told me you are a pretty young lady and I'm lucky to have found you. I think they're right." "But you know the truth about me...I'm not a real lady." This was a turning point in our relationship. Which path were we going...I had to know. "You're my pretty lady, Jackie." He didn't have to say anymore. I kissed him warmly and passionately as a woman kisses her man, and he returned my kiss. I felt like a real woman and he responded to me as one. We continued kissing and petting for a long time. Ben stood up and brought me a gift wrapped package. Without a sound, our eyes saying it all, I slowly and carefully opened it to find a white nylon nightgown with lace trim and wide shoulder straps. It was stunning. "I thought you should have something of your own, Jackie. Why don't you try it on?" Without hesitation, I went to the bathroom, undressed completely and slipped it on. It fit perfectly. He knew my size from Mary's clothes, and my developed breasts filled out the bodice completely. I re-entered the main room without modesty and twirled around to let him see me. He pulled me to him and we kissed again, our tongues dancing together. That night was the beginning of my sleeping in his bed...in his arms. I was his woman, emotionally and sexually. We developed a definite male-female relationship. I completely forget I was physically a male. I felt like a bride and I couldn't get enough of him.. In July, on the 4th, we were invited to a picnic at our neighbor's ranch. It was over an hour's drive to get there so we got an early start. I had spent the previous day cooking and baking for the event. Arriving early, I joined the women to help with the food while the men went off to do their thing. Of course, I was accepted as any other woman and assumed to be Ben's new wife, 'tho common law. We all talked about our men and eventually the conversation got rather intimate since some of the ladies were trying to get pregnant. With all the talk of love making with their husbands, I could contribute little to the chatter, but I was beginning to get a little horny thinking about Ben. Luckily I chose not to wear tight jeans but rather, a long full skirt or I would have given myself away. After a wonderful day of eating, playing, and socializing, we took a leisurely drive home. Going directly to bed, I snuggled with my man and I touched his manhood intentionally with my hand, curling my fingers around it. It immediately grew large and hard. Saying nothing, he rolled onto his back while I removed it from his shorts and firmly grasped it and gently stroked it as only a man would know how to do for another man. He started to moan with pleasure as his hands brushed through my long thick feminine hair. I continued the massage with my open palm on the sensitive underside of his organ as I kissed him passionately. Shortly, he climaxed as I cupped my hand over the end of his shaft to contain his fluid. I whispered that I loved him as he fell asleep. I quietly got up and cleansed my hand and his organ as a wife would do for her husband. The next day, Ben was especially nice to me, treating me like a princess. And I treated him like the king that he was to me. I had become more intrigued about satisfying him sexually as the other wives did for their husbands. I fantasized all different options. One night we went to bed nude. It was a warm night and seemed appropriate and Ben liked to fondle and kiss my breasts, which I enjoyed. My penis was very diminutive now, and I didn't care for him to touch it. We started love sessions by kissing, then it progressed to my rubbing his shaft until it was very rigid. They evolved to many different situations as a "normal" couple might encounter. Our love for each other grew intense. I couldn't get enough of him. We loved each other deeply. He made me feel so feminine. He had not only saved my life, he gave me a new and better one. The next time I got together with the other ladies, I could join the conversation and talk about my husband. The End

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My Wife’s Sister (Only the first part of this story is true, The rest is made up.)(Oct 14, 2017) My wife and I took a trip to Boston with her sister. We got there around 5 pm. And decided to eat at a sea food restaurant. As we were leaving in the car, my wife spotted a small row of shops and asked if we could stop and look. I told her I was tired and wanted to get back to the motel and rest. Emma, my sister-in-law also said she was tired. So we decided to go back to the motel and my wife...

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Damsel in Distress

Damsel in Distress Don Abdul ©Regina was horny, she is always horny anyways her overactive sex drive is probably the reason she couldn't stay in a committed relationship for any good length of time. This didn't bother her at all, as she has come to accept that she is what she is, a slut, and a very proud one at that. Her motto in life is "fuck and let fuck". She had awakened that morning feeling so horny it hurt. After running down the batteries of her 8 inch vibrator, she realized that she...

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How to Train Your Daughter Ch 3

…Blushing, my daughter nevertheless obediently held her tank top just above her navel, knowing how important it was to give the men a clear view of her bare, pink vagina… When Ramer arrived, I poured him a glass of scotch, grabbed a notebook and pen, and led him up the stairs to Jennifer's bedroom, where she was doing her homework. I knocked on the door and opened it. Despite Jennifer's age, pink was still the main color of her personal space. Her white princess bed frame and pink bedspread...

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She Cuckolds Him

They had been married now for 20 years. Jerry and Nellie were typical suburbanites. They lived in a cul de sac with 2 other houses around the circle. Then their entry street was short, with 2 houses on each side before it entered a surface feeder. That is, a major route to and from other major feeders. So there were 7 houses on their little street. Each house had a couple and various numbers of children, except for the couples who were childless. That described Jerry and Nellie. They had tried...

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Abbeys New Client and Old Habits

"It's my company, so I am biased.""Does anyone else freak out like this their first time?""Most new clients get nervous, Gretel," Abbey told her from the other side of the imposing mahogany desk.Her arms were shaking."Let's sit over here." In her Italian wool suit, Abbey guided Gretel across the floor of her executive suite to the loveseat."I am usually a calm person, really, I am." Gretel's calves wiggled in her yellow rain boots."To answer your question, you are correct. It's...

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Prey For Me Ch 09

Pt. IX: Assignations Jack called Caitlin before he left for Pahrump. It was 5:30 a.m. his time which meant 8:30 her time. He excused his failure to be there as he said he would be when she called with the report of the urgent message from Sam Hanson. Jack briefly reported on the two new additions to the list of women who mysteriously disappeared, Candace Pike Martin and Roxanne ‘Blue Duck’ Alexander. Jack said he was next going to Pahrump to talk to Joshua Marshall, Rachael and Caitlin’s...

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Housewife1On1 Ashley Adams 24475

There’s your wife – the one in sexy lingerie and brandishing a feather duster, the sexy one-time housekeeper you caught masturbating to your clothes in your hotel room. And when you caught her, you didn’t report her; instead, you fucked her. You stuck your fingers into her tight pink pussy and made her squirt. Then she sucked your dick and you fucked her, making more of a mess in your room for her to clean up. And then you married her. And now that it’s your anniversary, she wants to do it all...

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Born to be fucked

It was dark and night sky got deeper and deeper into darkness as Nika moaned. Gosh it hurt, the penetration going deeper and deeper. “All done, you should be fine by tomorrow”. What a night it was, you never do expect to get bitten by a dog. That bitch though Nika as she stared at the nasty scratch she had got. As she stared at her wound, the doctor couldn’t help but take a sneak peek at her purple blouse that hung loosely and revealed the top of her round delicious breast, so yummy and soft...

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A Tale of Loss and LustChapter 3 Intruder With a Plum

Author's Note: In order to make Gynecian words decipherable in English, a glossary is placed at the end of this story. The night was not stormy in Vulvalica. Clam ruled the rocky shores and Mist of Tsaša hovered in the atmosphere, shielding the island from Mother Nature and unwelcome mariners. The inhabitants enjoyed the passing hours in serene peace. Good sex rejuvenated the Vulvalican women amid the lavishness of passion and heat. They uttered sounds of love that echoed in concert with...

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East Coast West Coast Part Five

I couldn’t eat. The hall was busy and loud; music drowned out by laughter and conversations. The views out onto the beach were spectacular. And yet, I hardly noticed any of it. As soon as he’d spotted me, my father had insisted I sit next to him to eat. Mom was on the other side, then Charlie. The food looked beautiful and I knew it was expensive but my stomach was turning over and over with anxious anticipation. I ate one spoon of the starter, one forkful of the main course and by the time...

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In the Club Shelly and Katrina

I was out one Saturday night hanging at my favorite club. I was in the back half of the club where the lights were dimmer and they played a different style of music than the front half of the club. I was standing in a dark corner checking the scene and trying to see who was coming home with me that night (if I was lucky). I started a conversation with the females closest to me to but no one was biting so I moved to a different location. I met a girl named Shelly and we just kind of hit it off...

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DevilsFilm Kuleana Payton Preslee My Neighbors A Lesbo

Kuleana asks her roommate Bernard Sanchez if he found a date to bring to her birthday party. Bernard says he hasn’t been able to find anyone, and he doesn’t want to attend the party without a date. Kuleana doesn’t want Bernard to miss her party, so she suggests that Bernard can ask their neighbor Payton Preslee to be his date. Bernard doesn’t think that’s going to work, because he’s pretty sure that Payton is a lesbian. Kuleana doesn’t believe him, and...

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Temple of Torture Vanessas First Journey

DISCLAIMER:1. This story is fiction.2. This story is FICTION!3. The author doesn?t endorse or play down violence and brutality   of any kind against living beings in general and females   in special. The author insists on the consumption only by   those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn?t prohibited   by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading.                                          Venom, September 2007Synopsis:Three slavegirls ("a ponygirl, a painslut and a...

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Physical Exam

Nicki Prince sat nervously in the corner of Dr. Nadler's office wishing for the life of her that she was any place but there!!! Momentarily lost in thought, she jumped a little when the doctor's nurse burst into the room and offered, "You must be Nicki, I'm Meg Kean, and I'm Dr. Nadler's nurse, so, what can we do for you today, Nicki!?!" Nicki was a little taken aback at Meg Kean's enthusiasm, but after finally regaining her bearings she replied softly, "Well, uh, it's a female...

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Testing WhimChapter 4 Not the Only One

Surprisingly, Marisa's back felt relatively normal the next morning. There were a few bumps that felt remarkably similar to ingrown hairs, but she quickly forgot about the annoying barbs from the night before. However, the pendant was a whole different story. No matter what she did, it always seemed to bump or get caught on something. She had considered going naked, but her roommate Claire had the annoying habit of coming home early from vacations. In most cases the added stimulation really...

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Baxter Savage All Hallows Eve Carving More Than Pumpkins CAW 85

Tagged: cannibalism, murder, death, cooking Introduction: Baxter Savage, a serial killer seeking to right the wrongs in his past kills for peace of mind, to put at ease his morose ponderings and possibly manage the guilt he feels. It's a short story, so be warned. Baxter Savage: All Hallows Eve, Carving More Than Pumpkins - CAW 8.5 To derive a sense of pleasure from the screams, as blood curdling and fearful as you could possibly imagine, a mass of flesh lay in a crumpled...

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Masir Medical Check Up

Ami joy amar gram er prothom mbbs er chatro. Choto bela thekaye lekha poray bhalo chilam tai mbbs e chance hoye gaelo. Amar gram er loke amay khub bhalo bashe, r amar poramorsho moto je kono kaj kore, ashol kotha ami chilam amar gramer sobar khub prio patro bisesh ko re girls der. Ami tai nije ke khub lucky mone kori. Ebar ashol ghotonata boli. Ei ghotonata ajj theke pray 3mas ageyr ghotona, ami 3rd years er exam die chutite grame firechi. Tai amake nie grame prochur ullash. Ami mbbs complet...

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School for Sluts Part 2

After I had cleaned myself up and left Head Master Anderson’s office I saw that beautiful busty brunette looking at a piece of paper. She looks up and smiles. ‘Why hello, my name is Jinx, I’m here to show you around, come on.’ She motions me to follow her and I trail behind checking her out. She has a nice round ass, perfect curves and beautiful long legs. Looking at her was making me feel a little bit horny and I wonder to myself, what the hell is wrong with me? She’s a girl! I’m getting...

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The Weekend 2

It has been almost two months since I met her. In the beginning she would stay a night here and there and then increased to a full weekend. Although this time she showed up on Thursday with a small bag of clothes, which couldn't of made me happier. We have connected on multiple levels from morals, politics, music, sense of humor and the sex, oh my god the sex is amazing. Thinking of how lucky I am, I gently trace my fingers up and down her back. I start getting more and more turned on,...

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My Unbelievable Sister

Note : This story is completely fictional! My is called Jess and is an unbelievably hot blonde 18 years old. Anyway as she approached her 18th birthday she decided to have her friends round our house as a get together. Now I will admit that when she is with her friends she can act as a bit of a slut but i never really noticed it and would always just go to my room and play on my computer or watch TV while these events went on. This night was different. I had been upstairs for quite a while and...

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PervMom Nicole Aniston Unclasp Her Stepmom Cooch

Nicole Anistons beautiful blue eyes are enough to make any man fall to their knees, even her stepson. She asks him to help her unclasp a bra, and he is unsure what to do. He cannot hide his boner, but Nicole does not care. She wants him to fuck her twat, and he obliges! Later, Nicole is getting dressed and wants her stepsons opinion on her outfit. In the process she shows him some particularly private parts of her body. Then, she sucks his cock until he cums! A couple days later, Nicole is...

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Wife and Boss 4

On saturday, Veronika went to get her hair done, finger and for nails painted red with slut written on big toe nails, when she got home I trimmed her pussy hair, leaving a 1" wide strip. At 5 she started getting ready, sheer blk seemed thigh highs, sheer blk French bra, make up and perfume, then put on a sheer blk wrap around mini dress, we left at 6:30, got to Prospect store a couple minutes before 7, was a parking spot in front with a sign with my name on it so parked there. I got out came...

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The day i discovered my Thai wife Joy was a Bangko

I had met a Thai girl Joy in Bangkok many years ago. We met at a nightclub when she was out with friends. I liked her straight away, she had a winning smile. She suggested we go home, but not for sex, just to talk and drink some more. well we went back to my hotel room chatted, drank and went to bed... no sex no money asked for. The next morning we exchange phone numbers and I said I would get in touch. Met her again a few days later when we went to Bangkok Beat, (Now sadly gone) in Soi 7. One...

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Goeorge The Start of a Great Career

George was not quite yet nineteen years’ old, and already pretty experienced sexually. Back in London he was screwing a couple of his mother’s friends on a regular basis. They just loved his cute girlish little face and his giant cock. He told us how he lost his virginity at f******n, just after his balls had dropped and was making transition from boy to man. Every summer he used to visit the French side of the family. They had a house on the coast in Normandy, and one day he went with his...

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The Food DesertChapter 22

I couldn’t stop smiling. True to my word, I had almost stopped traveling completely: home every night with my wife. I still worked from the building I’d found to use as corporate headquarters. We bought it for practically nothing and renovated it completely; leasing the space we didn’t need as soon as it was available. Mom was pushing me to look at some warehouse space, hinting we would probably need it in the near future as a distribution center. I’d had to hire administration people to...

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Might As Well Go There In Style

At the middle of the back row of the triangle of cheerleaders, Ellie turned a perfect cartwheel and dropped into an elegant, controlled split. Rob sighed. She was one of the better ones on the cheerleading team but she didn’t get on well with the other girls. Laura, the team captain, always gave Ellie the spot at the back where no one could see her. He’d thought about intervening on her behalf, but he didn’t want to make things more difficult for her. “Coach? You okay?” One of the lads...

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My Step sisters bother and me

It all happened When Me and My Dad moved in with my step-mother. My step-mother had 2 k**s A boy and a girl. A the time they were 1* and 1* and me being 1* ass well. It was a small house for to live in together so it was pretty cramped. So When One Day When my Dad and my Step-mother went out all appeared to be normal. I was in my room, My step-brother was on the computer in the living room and my step-sister was on the couch with a blanket over her, watching Tv. So Im in my room playing video...

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William Redman CarterChapter 8

William rushed into the hotel and looked around the lobby. The elevator door opened and Lucy stepped out looking around the lobby. They met halfway with a hug that was just on the tasteful side of being publicly acceptable. William said, "I've missed you." "I missed you," Lucy said burying her face into his chest and enjoying his scent. It felt good to feel his arms around her. "I'm so glad that you could make it here," William said running a hand across her back. It felt so right...

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KimberlyChapter 3

On Saturday morning, Dacey Kane awakened very early, long before her alarm was set to go off. Instead of trying to go back to sleep, though, she arose and began her preparations. After taking a shower and washing her hair, she very carefully shaved her legs and underarms. Then using a magnifying mirror in conjunction with a full-length mirror on a door, she examined her crotch for even the smallest stray hair. A couple were found and ruthlessly plucked. She didn’t stop there. Using mirrors...

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Unexpected DiscoveriesChapter 2

When I finally got home, I was puzzled to see a light on in the lounge. My father was sitting up waiting for me. On thinking about it, I was surprised that he hadn't called me, as I was sure Susan would have called home. But then my dad has this thing about mobile phones; he wouldn't have one, and refused to call one, even if the shit had hit the fan. "Just what the hell is going on, Donald? I've been trying to call you for hours," he demanded when I entered the house. Then I...

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BSC10 Jared Reznik Becomes a DadChapter 46 Jared Reznik Becomes a Dad

“Hey, who are you saying is naughty? Come here, naked wench. Put that sleeping baby down so I can fuck you.” Gloria looked up quickly into her husband’s face who had just come over to see the baby and had heard everything she had just said to it. At that point Max came over too having just finished with Tracey’s cock. She looked at Gloria and said, “I’ll take the baby now, Mrs Reznik. She’ll be waking for her next feed any minute. Thankyou for helping me with the shopping this morning but I...

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Me My Uncle

Hello ISS Readers, this is Abhiram want to share my experience with u all. Now I am 24years old and completed my P.G and working in an Reputated Private Organization. I am fair, smooth with beautiful looks. My first experience is with my Uncle, second with my Lecturer, and third with the Boss. My uncle introduced me into the sex life. Now with these three I am continuing my sex life. Now I would share my first experience with my Uncle. Before that I want to say about my Uncle. His name is...

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Shannon

"Alright, men, quiet down and grab some pine!" The bellowing voice of Coach Roy Dietz boomed throughout the locker room. The muscular players on the Fulsom High football team obediently gathered around their stoic leader. Coach Dietz was a big man. He stood six foot three and was a powerfully built two hundred thirty-five pounds. In his college days, he had been an all Southeastern Conference linebacker. A knee injury derailed his NFL career in only his rookie season. Many feel, he...

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MOM WANTrsquoS TO BE MY CUM BUCKET ndash CHAP

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Meri Bua Ki Padosan Ke Aur Mere Ki Dastaaan

Hi dosto ap sbi se nivedan hai ki land aur chuto ko daba daba k muth marna shuru ho hi jaie kyuki ap jhade bina reh na paen shayad aur mail. Par dosto mera naam sagar hai main 18 saal ka hu aur me 1st year me hu aur me average body height aur fair skin colour ka hu aur land 6-6.5 bada hai aur 1.5 mota ap sbi se aj ek aur story share karne ja raha hu me ye bat garmio ki chutti ki hai me apni bua k ghar gaya hua tha un dino kuch karne Ko tha nai to mood fresh karne mai apni bua ke chala gaya vo...

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Arlene and JeffChapter 206

Shortly after Jeff entered the bridge, sat on the left command couch and became one with the Ship's vast mind, Arlene slipped into the second couch. After waiting a moment for her to settle in, "So, to what do I owe this honor?" Jeff sent to his daughter via the Ship's mind. "That's ... eerie," she responded in kind. "But much faster than speech," he returned. "Besides, a ship's Master and his Number One should be able to speak privately to each other, right?" "My sister-wives...

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Bulk and Skulls Revenge on Trini

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Rocky Bullwinkle A Lost AdventureEpisode 2

When we were last with Rocky and Bullwinkle, they were frantically digging a hole into the ground with the goal of reaching China on the other side of the world. Flying there wasn't an option. "I can't get my antlers past airport security," said Bullwinkle. Their goal after reaching China is to get a strange weapon repaired for none other than those two nefarious arch villains, Boris Badenov and Natasha Fatale. Or perhaps, should we say Natasha Fatale and a cute little girl? "Please...

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I got leid

I was at a local bar near downtown. The bartender was leing people that nite, and I happened to be at that same bar the previous weekend. I stepped outside to go for a smoke, I was talking to a girl I had just met and he came outside, remembered who I was because we had introduced ourselves the previous weekend as mentioned before. While in conversation with that girl he walks up and says " you have been leid" then placed it around my neck. The girl laughs and said to me "come home with me if...

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Living Next Door to Heaven 18 I Need a Hero

I'd like to say that everything was great between Betts and me from that point on, but—damnit!—she's a bitch. She was honest about not seeing Eric again, though. He called the next day and asked her to go to the beach with him on Labor Day and she just hung up on him. Well, after screaming "Not in a million years!" Then she levied a fine of three days mucking out stalls for not cleaning up my breakfast dishes. I guess nothing really changes. Labor Day, though. That was ... interesting....

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MatureSchool Girl SexThe Follow Up

Having Fucked Kelly at the school disco night,and really enjoyed it,i really wanted more.But as i said she was married so i knew that it was probably a one off.The week after the school disco night i was at work one day enjoying a cup of tea when kelly came and sat next to me.We were sat in a quiet corner of the room so nobody could hear our conversation.She told me that when she got home that night her husband had indeed been horny.When she went upstairs to her bedroom he was lying there still...

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The Abduction And Training Of Kitty Part 3

This third part picks up exactly were part 2 finished, but goes in a little different direction for this installment of the story, though I don't think the guys will mind too much. (A readers suggestion) I would appreciate any comments, especially from the ladies reading this, because I really had to stretch my imagination to try and write this from a woman’s perspective. I would sort of like to know if I came close or if I didn’t, what I may have got wrong and what to do to improve it...

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Boarding the Swede

By the time we hurried back up the steps and closed the heavy front door, Joan Suede and me, we was both shivering, teeth chattering, arms flapping, feet numb. She turned, smiled kind of crooked like, reached up toward my floppy hat, pulled my head down with both hands and kissed me, full on the mouth. Surprised the hell out of me. She tasted something wonderful; cinnamon, roses, pine nuts, sassafrass. Damn if I know, exciting. I could feel her young breasts pressing on my chest, and she...

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The Girl on the Swing

Standing in the palatial entrance hall of the City of London bank of which he is chairman, Sir Henry Northrop consults his half-hunter pocket watch, which he has extracted from his waistcoat by its gold chain. It shows 5.18pm. The monthly board meeting has finished later than predicted, somewhat incommoding the tycoon. Sir Henry's next train back to rural Buckinghamshire is not until 6.50pm, leaving him with just over an hour-and-a-half to kill."Will you get me a taxi please, Scrubbings?" He...

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Suicide Jane

Suicide JaneBTL: Better Than Life.  A petite short-haired,blonde girl screamed.  Her hands were tied behind her back and her ankles were shackled to the rough wooden surface of a crudely made table.  Her ankles were bleeding as she tried to escape.  A large man’s hand in a thick rubber glove; which, for the duration of the sim-sense replay was Jane’s, glided up her thigh.  The blonde girl was sitting up.  Her eyes were fixated out of view to his, Jane’s, other hand.  She was crying freely;...

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Return to bondage

It had been weeks since I had last seen my Mistress or heard from her. I had gone past her farm a few times to not find her home! I wondered if my past bondage lessons were over and I was now a free man to go about my life as I had done in the past, free from the threat of blackmail from her and her Nephew?My Family had gone out of town for a visit and I was left alone to work and tend to matters at home.I was watching tv when I got the text on my phone. It said to call my Mistress at once! I...

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Built to Ride

I would like to place some text in another language but didn’t know how to. “Shit! Hope she’s not riding mine,” sniggered Darryl Henderson. “Fuck me, whose horse is that?” chortled Dick France. “It’s one of the Aaaarabs! “chuckled Penny Mordaunt, the owner of Bicycle27, the thoroughbred racehorse with a stable name of Bike, Darryl trained and Dick was to ride in the six furlong dash at Goodwood. “She’s not a rider you silly chump, just a groom stable girl.” “I know that ... tell you what,...

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Caroles Story 06b Short Story Another for the Group

For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her...

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