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Shania's Song by Rachel McLean Part 1: The Awakening They met in the kitchen at the end of the workday, a normal occurrence, the day was over and each had their tasks to prepare the meal. Dave and Kathy had been married for some time, was it almost six years now? Arriving home they met in the kitchen and talked while they cooked, it was a relaxation for both of them, they liked the routine and the harmony of being together. Who ever headed home first from work, usually stopped at the store and bought something, a nice red wine, some pork chops, they liked to surprise each other with the day's meal. Today was a little different, Dave was thinking about how to try and tell Kathy, he had been given a lay off notice today. His third job in six years. Dave was a little quiet and Kathy noticed; she had always been the more vocal one in their relationship. Actually, she was more dominant in the relationship, usually when she was displeased with Dave she let him know and helped on his way to being a better person. Dave didn't mind actually, her dominance was more than not welcome; it was good to have someone to lean on and some guidance always made Dave feel better. Dave was very smart; a mechanical engineer that designed specialised equipment for heavy industry, his IQ was in the 130's. Dave disliked, no he hated having to put up with other people telling him what to do all the time. His prevalence for being a bit of a maverick on the job had led to being passed over for promotions more than once; a demotion during his career had rocked his self esteem badly. This latest notice was hitting Dave hard; he was nervous about telling Kathy, worried about his next job and really not ready to go to work for someone else again. How was he going to tell her? "So, are you going to tell me or what," Kathy asked while looking at him over the wine bottle she was struggling with, the damn cork was dry and refused to come. "Here, I'll do that," Dave replied. She watched him while he manipulated the cork out of the bottle; she hated that men were stronger. "I was given a lay off notice today Babe," he said, finding it hard to look into her eyes. "What!" she exclaimed, "why?" "The industry is struggling right now, the market is in the tank," said Dave, "the company is down sizing and four of us were given notice today." "That's just great Dave, we were just starting to get ahead, another 6 years and the mortgage will be paid off, shit!" Kathy was upset, Dave could see it. He recognised the set of her mouth when she wasn't pleased. He had seen it more than once in their relationship. "I know Babe, I feel awful about it, do you think I wanted this?" he said, looking submissively down at the floor. "Baby I know it isn't your fault really, but how come you and not somebody else?" Kathy said with a sigh, rubbing her forehead as she spoke. "I wish I knew Babe," Dave replied. Dave felt his stomach churning, seeing the distress the news was causing his wife added to his own stress that he was no longer employed, a tear slid from his right eye. Kathy noticed right away, she reached out and took him in her arms, pulling him tight she placed a hand on his derriere, pulling him in close. She leaned in to Dave who by this time was crying openly and nibbled on his ear, when Dave started to shake as he cried, she bit his lobe gently. "Dave you are crying like a girl, stop this, or would you rather be a girl and cry a little bit more?" As she said this, she bit harder on Dave's ear, making him wince. "Yes Kathy, I'm devastated, I think I need a cry, a change, something to stop this shit in my head!" Dave was shuddering as he spoke and Kathy leaned back and took his chin in her hand and kissed Dave, hard, her tongue snaked its way into Dave's mouth, Kathy twined her tongue around Dave's, sucking his tongue steadily in to her. Dave pressed hard into Kathy, letting her suck his tongue into her, it felt so wonderful to be held tightly and be made love to. Kathy released his tongue, but not her attack on Dave's mouth, she was giving his tongue fast soft licks, exciting him beyond belief, when he was fully painfully erect, Kathy bit his lower lip and took hold of his erection. She bit and squeezed him hard at the same time, Dave groaned and Kathy releasing his lip, said, "You little girl, if you're so upset and are going to cry, please go and arrange yourself you little bitch!" Dave felt his true self begin to open the door of his soul. He had always been attracted by lingerie and had a bit of a collection himself. He detached himself a little from Kathy and asked with wide open eyes, "You want me to change"? "If you're going to cry like a girl and act like one, you should look like one. Now go get in the shower and shave your body, it'll make you feel better; you know it always does. Here is a whiskey and take this pill before you go." She handed him a little white pill, Dave took it with wonder; he hadn't expected anything like this from Kathy. "Hurry up and take it girl," Kathy demanded. Dave took the proffered pill and swallowed it with the whiskey. He shuddered as the whiskey burned down his throat, it did make him feel better and the crying all but ceased. "Are you serious Kathy? You don't mind if I change?" "Honey," Kathy replied, "I know you are hurting and there is not much we can do about you're problem today, so if it makes you feel better, do it." As she spoke she stroked his cheek with her fingers. "You're so pretty and I could use some pretty companionship, I know we need to sit and think about things, but have you ever considered staying home for a while?" "What do you mean a while?" Dave asked guardedly. Kathy frowned at him slightly, "Well, you are struggling with your career aren't you? It's pretty obvious, this is what? The 3rd job in six years, not to mention a demotion? Maybe it's time you gave your head a shake and think about where you're going. Our mortgage is a little ways from being paid off, but we can re-arrange things so that you can take some time off for a while. I really think it would do you and us some good." Dave stood and stared for a second that seemed like ten. How did she know? It had been what he'd been thinking for quite some time. He almost had to shake himself to break his trance staring at her. "Wow," was all he could manage to utter. "How did you know?" Kathy smiled, "Never you mind your pretty head about that" "Now, march upstairs and into the shower, I'll do dinner, but just for tonight. If you're going to stay home, you will have responsibility of the house," she said emphatically. "I think you should wear that little black teddy with the high cut thighs and the sheer black negligee, you know, the one that just covers your pretty little cock," she added as Dave started to turn away. "Oh by the way, that bulge in your pants will definitely show through your teddy, you should do something about that while you're in the shower." She was right as usual; shaving his body always did make him feel better, and the scented shaving cream smelled wonderful. He had started up the shower and adjusted it until it was steaming hot, now it was perfect. He began shaving his body; the very act made his cock feel alive with a mind of its own. He slowly sensuously ran the razor up his legs, starting at the tip of his toes and not stopping until he reached his navel. Dave was not a very hairy individual, he had often been teased about his lack of body hair through out his youth, his skin was soft and smooth except for his arms and legs. Even then the hair on his limbs was sparse. The smoothness of his bare skin excited him, his legs felt so silky, he loved to run his hands over them. He was going to go all the way this time; he began spreading shaving cream over his cock and little testicles. The silky smoothness of his cock combined with the steamy shower began to excite him; his cock was incredibly hard. He shaved it with pleasure, slowly, lightly running the razor down its length, pulling back so he could shave his balls and scrotum. As he pulled himself back, his hand began to involuntarily move up and down. He set the razor down on the side of the tub and began to masturbate himself. He leaned toward the wall, his knees were weakening. He had to support himself against the wall of the shower with an outstretched hand. As his excitement mounted he closed his eyes, he saw himself in black stay-up stockings, black 5" heels, naked except for a black cut out bra from which dangled a pair of 38C breasts. They were lovely and round; the nipples were swollen and enormous. They swung back and forth while his body moved to the rhythm oh his hand. He was almost ready to come, his hand moved faster and faster, he was breathing hard now, through his closed eyes he noticed his hair was auburn red, long and sensuous, it had a beautiful wave and came to between his shoulder blades. A gold chain dangled between his creamy breasts, from the chain was a golden cross and beautiful golden "S" about two inches long. It was slightly inclined and he marvelled at its beauty through his closed eyes. "Mmmmmmm," came from him as he came close to erupting. His eyes snapped open as the shower curtain suddenly was drawn back; he looked at Kathy standing there looking at him with a small smile on her face. "I'm glad you took my advice, do you mind if I help?" she asked. "No Babe," he stammered with his hand still around his throbbing member. "That's not what I want to hear Dave, say please!" she demanded. "Please Babe" he stammered again. "Please Mistress is more like it girl" said Kathy, with a look that Dave knew she wasn't fooling around. "Please Mistress, will you help me?" He felt the colour rise to his cheeks as he said this, he was embarrassed but thrilled at the same time. "That's the idea girl, turn around and face the wall, the way you were, NOW!" she said with a growl to her voice. Dave immediately did as she wanted, her tone was something new to him, she had always been affirmative, but not to this extent. He found he was excited and just a little apprehensive of her. "That's it girl, now keep pulling that pretty little thing of yours. That's it?" She watched Dave as he began to re-excite himself, she was definitely getting a rush out of this. Dave was more excited than ever, his pretty little cock was screaming for release, Kathy's new-found dominance had thrilled him more than he thought possible. He forgot about his troubles and closed his eyes while he masturbated. He saw himself again, dressed in nylons and bra once more, but this time he was not alone. A man was on the bed with him. The man was fondling his breasts from behind. He was pulled tight to the man, his back against the man's hard body, they were on their knees. He could feel the man's hardness between his legs, pushing against his scrotum, Dave's ass was on fire, he was so excited he was rubbing his little ass against the man's shaft and moaning. The man began to kiss his neck and lift and squeeze his breasts, one hand trailed down Dave's side and began toying with his ass. The hand circled in at his little rosebud and began to press him firmly. His eyes opened wide as he actually felt a hardness pressing against him, he looked over to see Kathy with her vibrator in her hand, she was pressing it against his rosebud, "Do you like that?" she asked. "Oh yes!" Dave replied and he began pushing his ass against the vibrator. He felt it begin to slip inside him and he moaned as his rosebud gladly opened to the hardness. His cock was alive now, he was stroking himself and wiggling his ass against the vibrator. "That's it Baby, you love to be fucked don't you?" Kathy asked. "Yes, yes, yes, oh God I love it," Dave moaned. Kathy began to fuck Dave with the vibrator, using it like a cock, pounding in and out of him. "I'm going to come, please fuck me," Dave gasped. "Not yet girl," Kathy said firmly and stopped. Dave shuddered as he could feel the vibrator all the way up inside him, like a hot iron. "What is your name girl?" Kathy demanded of him. "My name?" Dave replied with a shaky voice. "Well look at you, you're not exactly an overpowering male are you? What do you call yourself when you dress up?" Dave was turning red; he could feel his cheeks burning. "Well?" asked Kathy, giving the vibrator inside him a tap with her knuckle. The feeling of the vibrator inside him made Dave shudder, "Shania," he said in a low voice. "What's that girl, speak up!" "Shania, my name is Shania," Dave said a little more audible this time. "Shania, that's a lovely girls name, that will be your name from now on until I tell you different, do you hear me?" Kathy said with very positive tone to her voice. "Yes Kathy, I hear you," Dave replied feeling embarrassed but a little proud at the same time. At last, Shania can be a person instead of just his secret. "Yes what Shania?" Kathy asked giving the vibrator another little tap. Again the feeling of the vibrator being tapped sent a wave through Dave, or Shania, "Yes mistress I hear you." "Good, now finish yourself off and get out of that shower." Kathy leaned over and flicked the vibrator on, the vibration of the 8" dildo inside Shania's rosebud, caused her to tremble, all it took was a quick stroke of her erection and she came all over the shower wall. "Now don't forget to clean up that mess and I'll see you downstairs when you're dressed. I've left some makeup out for you, I expect you to look very pretty for me. Tomorrow we'll go shopping and get your own makeup and a few other things. It will be the last time I'll let you out of the house dressed as a man." It was Shania who stepped out of the shower, clean-shaven and freshly relieved, she felt wonderful and began to think that maybe things would be better if she didn't work. On the bathroom counter Kathy had left a body cream, foundation, eye shadow, lip liner and lipstick together with a sweet smelling perfume that Shania loved to smell. After covering her smooth body in cream, which smelled wonderful and made her skin even smoother, she applied the foundation and the eye shadow and then carefully used the lip liner and lipstick. She loved the blue eye shadow, it made her eyes sparkle. The lipstick was a deep red and Shania admired how full it made her lips look. When she was done she sprayed herself with the perfume, and sashayed into the bedroom. Her black teddy and negligee were laid out on the bed, together with Kathy's 4" black pumps. They had the same size feet and Shania loved to see herself in high-heeled shoes. She was thin, five foot nine inches and one hundred forty pounds. Her legs were long and slim, in heels she believed her legs were as good as or better than any woman's. The black teddy slid over her smooth body, the silky feel made Shania gasp. Two thin spaghetti straps held the teddy up over her slim shoulders. The teddy was cut very high, exposing almost all of her little derriere and barely covered her little clitty cock. The black negligee was super sheer, her little teddy would show through the wispy negligee. She slipped it on and admired herself in the full length mirror they had against the wall of their bedroom. Her hair, she would have to do something about it! She looked very passable if one didn't consider her flat chest, but the hair was still too masculine. She returned back to the bathroom and using the blow dryer, fluffed her hair up as much as she could. She would use Kathy's curling iron to make it as curly as possible. It took some time but she believed she had it right. She had curled her hair up and back as much as she could. Then she twirled in front of the mirror and gave herself just another little bit of perfume. Once again she sashayed back to the bedroom. Shania sat on the bed and slipped on the pumps, standing she admired how her legs looked long and slim, they were smooth and shapely giving her a thrill as she slowly turned in front of the floor length mirror, stopping to admire her tight little derriere. "Not bad," she thought with a smile. "Mmm really not bad," smiling again. One last check of the overall effect in the mirror and she headed downstairs. The swaying of her hips came naturally, she hardly even noticed. Kathy did though, as Shania came into the kitchen full of the smells of dinner, Kathy watched her with a small smile on her face. She watched Shania entering the kitchen, she noted the way her hips suggestively moved beneath the sheer black negligee, how her teddy highlighted her long smooth legs ending in the black pumps. 'Very nice,' Kathy thought, 'I wonder if Shania realizes how feminine she looks?' With just a little bit of effort, Kathy knew Shania would be a knockout. "Well, don't you look nice, how do you feel?" Kathy asked. "God, I feel better, you don't mind?" Shania replied with some nervousness, if Kathy were to reject her now, she would probably break down in tears again. Kathy came forward and hugged Shania, "There little one don't you worry, I love it. You look ravishing dear," Kathy let her hands trail down over Shania's derriere and slowly trace around with her fingernails to Shania's vulva. Shania quivered at the feel of Kathy's fingers on her, she felt her clit stiffen and begin to strain against the silky confines of the teddy. Kathy gripped her hard, almost painfully. "There, there girl, don't get in a rush," Kathy said while smiling and squeezing ever so slightly with increasing pressure. Shania felt her clit begin to protest and hurt under the attack and she began to let her knees buckle slightly. "What do you think you're doing?" Kathy said in a firm voice and still holding Shania's clit, she reached around and gave Shania a pull towards her by one cheek of that little derriere. Shania's breath sucked in as the pain increased and Kathy took a commanding hold on her, "You are mine and if I want to squeeze you, I will. Now, what do you say to me?" "Th-thank you mistress, I love to be yours," Shania said with a quiver in her voice. "That's a good girl," said Kathy as she manipulated Shania's clit with one hand while holding her firmly in place by the right cheek of her little ass. Kathy let her fingers of her hand trail towards Shania's rosebud while squeezing her clit hard. Kathy had very long sexy nails, which she used to flick over Shania's tight little rosebud. "That's a very hot pussy you have girl," Kathy said staring intensely into Shania's eyes. She massaged the clit harder, making Shania begin to wreath and moan with a shuddering breath. "Now you will only get that little clit of yours worked up when I tell you to, am I clear on that?" "Yyyes mistress, please you are hurting me." "Stop whining, or it will only get worse," Kathy said with a low voice that made Shania knew she was serious. Releasing Shania's clit, she put both her hands on that tight little ass and let her fingernails tease Shania's now very hot entrance to her pussy. Kathy pulling Shania tight to her she kissed her neck and bit her earlobe, none too gently. Shania gasped as she felt Kathy's mouth and teeth on her, it hurt but oh God, it did feel terribly good. "That's my girl Shania," Kathy said with her mouth firmly on Shania's delicate neck. "Do as you are told and we will do fine, do you understand me?" "I think so Kathy," Shania said while biting her lower lip. She gasped again as she felt Kathy's teeth firmly grip her neck and with an almost growling voice Kathy said, "My name is Mistress, I will tell you when you may call me by my name. Do you understand now?" Shania was almost in tears but biting her bottom lip hard in order not to show Kathy she was weak, "Yes Mistress, I understand and will only address you by your name with your permission." Kathy slowly released her teeth from Shania's neck, admiring where her teeth had left marks on the alabaster skin, she let her eyes drift into the eyes of her she-husband. Still holding the little derriere and staring intensely into the eyes of Shania, her soon to created fem-fatal, she said, "That's a good girl. You do look sexy, now sit at the table, dinner is ready. And you may call me Kathy until I tell you." "Thank you Kathy," said Shania as she slowly pulled herself from Kathy's arms, looking demurely down. She bent slightly to pull out the chair at the dinner table and Kathy smiled when she saw Shania's derriere show through the silky negligee, the thong of the black teddy highlighted the creamy white of Shania's cheeks very nicely. 'Mmm.' thought Kathy, 'I am going to enjoy having that any time I want it.' She watched again while Shania sat and crossed her legs, she fluffed her hair and propped clasped fingers under her chin. Kathy laughed out loud, God she was such a fem, neither one of them had probably realized just how much until this moment. "Did I do something wrong?" Shania asked with wide innocent eyes. "No baby you didn't, you are just such a little fem, do you like it?" "Is it wrong that I do?" Shania asked, "I love it, I love the way I feel. I never want to have hair on my body again." "No enjoy it, I think you will love being fem, you certainly are a natural. Tomorrow will be the real first day of Shania's life, are you ready?" Kathy asked. "Yes I am, for now anyways, I don't really want to think about work again for a few days at least." "OK sexy, then let's have dinner, but not too much, you have to watch your figure from now on. Tomorrow, you'll be getting completely redone, we'll be busy." Part 2: The Dawning Shania awoke with a feeling of d?j? vu, I must be still asleep she thought, how come this is me, it shouldn't be. She still wore the silky black teddy, as she ran her hand over the soft material, she felt the smoothness of her skin. "Where have I felt this before, in another life maybe?" Whatever the reason, she knew it was right, the thoughts of her problems as Dave were far away, she didn't want to think about them, she had other things on her mind. Dave could worry about those things; her concerns were now re-focusing. I have to be pretty for Kathy; otherwise she may look at someone else. As the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, the thought of Kathy made her eyes open wide. "Kathy, oh my God." Rolling over she suddenly noticed the other side of their king size bed was empty, where was she? Has she left me already? Now that she was awake, the realization of her current state impacted her fully. My God, what have I done? The sound of the shower crept in to her state of near panic and relief seeped in to her, coping without the support of Kathy was not something she wanted to think about at the moment. She stretched and sat up; the mirror of their dresser reflected her image. "Is that me?" One of the thin straps of the sheer teddy had slipped over one of her slim shoulders, her hair fluffy and curled back last night was now in disarray, hanging over her eyebrows giving her bangs a look that was quite interesting, she would have to play with that look when her hair was a bit longer. Her makeup was still on, a bit smudged nonetheless it gave her slim face a feminine look that she loved. She grimaced as she saw the morning's stubble, her beard had never been heavy but what little she had made her feel like the circus lady. She was staring at her image so intently, she didn't hear Kathy enter the room. "Hello sleepy head, it's about time you got that cute little butt out of bed," said Kathy. Shania jumped at the sound of her voice, turning she saw Kathy standing at the doorway. "Well you look pretty sexy honey," said Shania with a smile touching her lips. She did, she was wet from the shower with her long auburn hair hanging over one shoulder, a towel covered Kathy's breasts and torso but was short enough to allow a peek of her vulva to show. Shania saw that Kathy had trimmed herself in the shower. Kathy frowned a bit and Shania realized she has made a mistake reverting to what had been the informality of their relationship. Things were different now, Kathy was the dominant one and Shania should know better. "Girl, you haven't earned the right to call me honey yet," Kathy said firmly, striding toward Shania. Shania recoiled a bit, gathering the sheets around her. Kathy sat at the side of the bed and reached out and took Shania with one hand by the back of her head. "Pplease Mistress, I am sorry, I forgot," Shania quivered. She was trembling as Kathy pulled her toward her and kissed her, Kathy's mouth opened and her tongue parted Shania's red lips, incessantly playing and probing Shania's tongue. Shania could only respond, she loved the feel of Kathy's mouth on hers; her tongue was hot and wet, almost overpowering her. She kissed back and submissively parted her lips more and Kathy penetrated her all the way. Kathy suddenly broke off the kiss, still holding Shania's head in her hand, her other hand caressed Shania's breast, her nails flicked over Shania's nipple, making her moan. "These are going to be lovely when they are full and round," Kathy said, "would you like that girl?" Kathy asked Shania, looking into her eyes, holding her firmly by the head, letting her fingers play in Shania's hair while continuing to play with her nipple. "I never thought about it Mistress, I think that maybe I would like that, if it would make you happy?" Shania responded almost in a moan, her nipple was on fire now. Kathy slid her hand from Shania's curls and stroked her cheek while relaxing on Shania's nipple slightly. "To have you content and very pretty will make me happy Baby," Kathy said. "I don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do. I love that you let me play the part of the Mistress, but really, I think all would be better if we were friends and lovers rather than Mistress and slave. What do you think?" Shania was taken aback, she had been just getting used to the idea of Kathy as her Mistress, she even liked it to a certain extent. Friends and lovers? If she could have Kathy as her friend and her Mistress, she would do anything for her. "Kathy, thank you for giving me the choice. I think I would love it if we were friends and lovers, after all isn't that what we always were? I do love that you help me to be Shania, Kathy I love it! So far I love being Shania and if we're friends and you find me sexy, I don't think I can ask for more; and yes, if you want me to have fuller rounder breasts then yes, it is something I have always wanted, more than you know. But Honey, don't stop helping me to be better, if I do something wrong, please let me know." "Baby you have no fear of that, we are going to make you into the sexiest bitch in town." Her last words were against Shania's lips again as she once again kissed her passionately, her tongue driving into Shania's mouth, licking her, playing havoc with her tongue. Shania could only moan again, and let Kathy's roaming hands and incessant tongue have their way, she loved the feeling of Kathy kissing and tonguing her, not to mention teasing her nipple and clit through the sheerness of the silky black teddy. Her passion was on fire as she was being kissed. 'Breasts, my God breasts of my very own.' She was moaning now as she saw herself in all kinds of sexy bras and low cut tops and dresses. She was close to coming and Kathy saw this. "My we are all hot and bothered," soothed Kathy as she broke off the kiss, "don't get too carried away Honey, we have a long way to go and I think you are going to enjoy it, so let's get started, get up girl!" She pulled Shania to her feet, and Shania had no choice, Kathy was a strong girl. She arose from the bed feeling wonderful; life certainly does take some interesting turns. "We have a big day in front of us Honey, so get that butt of yours into the shower," Kathy said as she pushed the slim shemale towards the bathroom. Shania could only smile as she headed toward the bathroom. "You'll find razors, shaving cream and body lotion in there Honey, make sure you are smooth as me or smoother when you come out of there. Let me know when you are ready and I'll help you with your hair, just this time. We have to make sure your makeup and hair are perfect, we are going out!" 'Going out? Going out where?' Shania looked panicked as she asked Kathy, "Go out? Where?" "Don't you want to go shopping and get your hair done?" Kathy asked with a smile. "Girl, don't ask or argue just get in there and I don't want to see you until your skin as smooth as silk." "Yes Mistress whatever you say," Shania was almost bouncing in her step as she looked at Kathy with love in her eyes, God she was going to enjoy this. The shower steamed her skin, making it soft for the triple edged razor. Shania luxuriated in the steam and the sensual-ness of the razor making her skin silky and soft. The body lotion was designed to soak in to the skin and soften; Shania could not believe the silkiness of her skin after submerging herself in lotion. She set to work on her face. 'Damn,' she thought, 'I have to do something about this hair on my face.' She set to work shaving as close as she could, she shaved twice, the last time with soap, giving her face a very smooth and, she thought, sexy bareness. She blow dried her hair and decided to curl it again, but first she needed some clothing, a girl can't wander around naked all morning. She sashayed into the bedroom with a smile. When she saw that Kathy had laid out one of her sexy black support bras with a matching thong panty she was thrilled, she felt very much like a young woman, preparing herself for a big day. She tucked her clit in and back as much as she could. While not having the largest clit in town she thought with a smile, 'I'm still not sure if those panties are going to cover everything up.' The thong panties slid up her sheer legs, as she tucked herself in. She was surprised and delighted that the panties actually covered her and held her in place. The bra was a 38C; she and Kathy were almost identical in size so it fit her well. She loved the support of it and how even though the cups were sheer they gave her just the tiniest bit of cleavage. "Well, we will be definitely doing something to improve that," she murmured as she admired herself in the mirror. She knew Kathy kept breast forms, "Mistress may I borrow your breast forms?" she asked out the door towards the interior of the house. Kathy's voice floated back from the kitchen, "Yes girl you can, hurry you need to make us coffee!" "OK, be right there," Shania answered back. She slipped the forms from the top drawer and placed them in the cups of her sheer bra. 'Not bad,' she thought as she eyed her profile in the mirror, turning she admired how the thong accentuated her cheeks and gave a pretty vee between her legs. The breast forms gave her shape curves; she could almost believe that she was all female. Shania came into the kitchen in her panties and bra, Kathy noticed the filled-out figure and how sexy her she-husband looked with black lingerie accentuating her figure. "Well I like that, girl, as soon as coffee is ready, meet me upstairs and we'll do your makeup and hair." "Yes Kathy, can I get you anything else with your coffee?" "No girl, make sure you add artificial sweetener to yours, you are on a diet as of today," Kathy ordered. "Yes Mistress, how much weight will I be required to lose?" Shania asked. "Only about five pounds, you are pretty slim now, we just want a little more tightness around that pretty little derriere of yours. We want all of the boys to notice it and most of the girls." Shania almost spilled the water for the coffee. Boys? She had never thought about being attracted to a man or for that matter, having a man attracted to her. "Well, I'm not too worried about the boys Mistress, but I would definitely love it if the girls noticed me. Do you think they would find me attractive like this?" "When we are finished with you, girl, there won't be a woman or a man who won't find you attractive. And you will like the attention you get from men, but just remember, you are mine!" Kathy said with a look that Shania knew better than to question. Secretly she thought it would be interesting to have men find her attractive, only the good looking ones though. Kathy left and went upstairs, Shania poured coffee, humming as she did so. She didn't notice her posture, how she was bending with her knees together, the natural feminine poise that she suddenly seemed to posses. She only knew that she couldn't wait to go upstairs and be made into the pretty flower she always knew in heart she was. Continued in Part 3: The day of the Rose

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March 30, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “What are we doing with a full day off?” Clarissa asked when I returned from my run on Friday morning. “I had no plans except to relax until our concert tonight. Most everyone has at least one exam today, so it can just be us, if you want.” “Get your shower and come back to bed.” I quickly showered, dried off, and climbed into bed with Clarissa. She snuggled close and I put my arm around her as she got into our usual cuddling position, with her left arm and...

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Sing Me a Song

Karaoke. No matter how stressful things got at work or at home, she always had karaoke. It was the one time a week she could go and pour out everything she was feeling. Some nights she sang upbeat, fun songs like Hey Mickey or Life is a Highway. Some nights she felt soulful and belted out Bonnie Tyler and Meat Loaf. Billy Joel, Elton John, Journey, and Bon Jovi were frequently included in her lineup. She was even known to get downright silly and sing Weird Al songs all night. She wasn’t a great...

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Redemption Song

Redemption Song, by Armond Author's note: Gale's song at the end of the story is modified from a poem by the mystic poet Mirabai, translation Robert Bly. *** 1. Late Fall "So honored one, do you wish this creature? The Arch Priestess thought you and your brother might need another beast of burden, perhaps?" The ruddy-skinned guard shifted in the seat of her wagon to turn away from the cold north wind, her heavy gray cloak flapping about her. Meg squinted at the figure...

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After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsChapter 60 Last Song

Labatt’s Limo to Glencoe High School 5:35pm, Friday, April 6, 1979 “What do you mean ... this can’t be the one and only time you’re gonna play with us?” Lynette exclaimed after Jennifer told all seven of us that this would be the last time she thought she’d be able to play with our band. “I, I just think that with my new gymnastics schedule and more importantly, listening to how E and Brick have sounded with you ... that I’m just...” “You’re still gonna do the odd ‘guest sax’ song or two...

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Good Medicine Junior YearChapter 16 Sing Me a Love Song

July 28, 1983, McKinley, Ohio On Thursday evening I was sitting in my room, practicing my guitar after having spoken with Tasha and confirmed our date for Sunday. Just after 9:00pm, there was a knock at the door. “It’s unlocked! Come in!” The door opened and Milena walked in, closing the door behind her. “Hey!” I replied. “What’s up?” “Got some time for me?” “Always. What can I do for you?” “Sing me a love song and then make love to me?” “Your wish is my command!” I grinned. “Come sit...

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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionAfterward lsquoWelcome to the lsquo Concert Playlists and Book 6 Chapter Song

With the NIS program finally over, here are the playlists from the Welcome to the... concert that Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the Shania Twain Band played at the John Labatt Center in London. I regularly used ‘unique’ web-links to songs to get a feel for how other bands have played these songs. For example, I used Nickelback’s cover of ZZTop’s Sharp Dressed Man as a guide for what Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the lighting crew did during this song. In the Chapter Songs’ list, I did...

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Act III Sarahs song

Summer was now over and school was in full session. I had reconnected with Sarah and now she was the only thing on my mind. She was so beautiful with her black hair, bright green eyes, and the glasses she would occasionally wear, slipping the contacts on when she felt self-conscious. She wore converse no matter the time or season and I loved it.We were so alike in so many ways. We liked many of the same shows and read many of the same books. Our trauma was different, but we had a mutual...

Bisexual
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The Survivor ch 2 Myras Song

Part 1: The Hunt Myra crept through the thick brush one careful step at a time. Rain had recently fallen and the slope she was descending was as slippery as it was steep. She was all too aware that one wrong step would send her sliding down to the bottom of the gully and give her presence away. Reaching a tree about halfway down the slope, she leaned against it and held her breath, listening to the sounds of the forest. The birds had gone silent and it seemed even the sounds of the insects...

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The Survivor ch 2 Myras Song

Part 1: The Hunt  Myra crept through the thick brush one careful step at a time. Rain had recently fallen and the slope she was descending was as slippery as it was steep. She was all too aware that one wrong step would send her sliding down to the bottom of the gully and give her presence away. Reaching a tree about halfway down the slope, she leaned against it and held her breath, listening to the sounds of the forest. The birds had gone silent and it seemed even the sounds of the insects had...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi
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Shania Twain and her Pets

Shania Twain was walking toward one of the barns on the estate she and Mutt had in Switzerland. She was going to feed her horses. She was dressed in loose sweat pants and a tee shirt. When she was away from the public she dressed as comfortable as she could. One of her dogs was cavorting around her as she made her way to the barn, the others were off on the estate somewhere. This dog was her favorite, he was a big German Shepherd, Tan and black, weighed about 110 pounds. His name was Tim and...

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Shania Twain and Trace Adkins Heat up the Desert

Shania Twain was riding in a helicopter passing over the hot California country side, headed for a remote location for a Photo shoot. One of the Top European Magazines was paying her good money for her time. They wanted to do an edition on the hot country music stars from America, They had their own photographers doing the shoot but had hired an American company for the production, the producer decided since they were hot stars he would shoot them in a hot location. Shania had a four day break...

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Shania Twain her assistant

Julie Stevens almost fainted when Shania Twain picked her to be her new personal assistant. She was just twenty-one years old and had already landed her dream job. She was a huge fan of Shania and had always wanted to meet her and now she had the chance to work with her every day. Julie arrived in Shania's hotel room about an hour before the country star was due and made sure everything was in place for Shania to be comfortable before her concert tomorrow night. Julie's cell phone rang and she...

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Sing a Healing Song

Sing a Healing Song Chapter 1 It all started with a trip to Ireland. Well, not "all". You could say some of it started the day I was born, and named Matthew D'Arcy, the only son of Mark D'Arcy, a football player, and his wife Annette. And maybe some of it started later that same day when Annette died from complications of giving birth to me. I was always a sickly kid, and my dad eventually gave up football so he could look after me better, and I have never doubted his love...

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Shania Pt 4

We decided on a little bistro close to our apartment building. It was kind of dark, cool, and intriguing. The food was excellent. I didn’t eat much, though, as I spent most of the meal just looking at the angel across from me. “What’s wrong?” she asked. I shook my head. “Not a thing. I just can’t get enough of looking at you. You make this dark room bright.” “Thank you, I think.” She beamed at me. “You’re so bright and sparkling. You just look pretty.” “That is so nice. I’m so pleased you think...

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Shania Pt 4

We decided on a little bistro close to our apartment building. It was kind of dark, cool, and intriguing. The food was excellent. I didn’t eat much, though, as I spent most of the meal just looking at the angel across from me. “What’s wrong?” she asked. I shook my head. “Not a thing. I just can’t get enough of looking at you. You make this dark room bright.” “Thank you, I think.” She beamed at me. “You’re so bright and sparkling. You just look pretty.” “That is so nice. I’m so pleased you think...

Love Stories
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Shania Pt 1

Shania Taylor was too damned young to be a widow. But, that’s what she was. Her husband had been killed in one of those idiot drunk driving accidents. Unfortunately, he’d been the one drunk. Fortunately, he’d lost control and slammed his truck into a tree. He didn’t kill anyone else. The impact broke his neck, and left his 27-year-old wife a widow. She looked stunning in black. Her blonde hair and pale skin contrasted with the dark fabric. As much as I pitied her situation, the vision of her in...

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Shania Pt 1

Shania Taylor was too damned young to be a widow. But, that’s what she was. Her husband had been killed in one of those idiot drunk driving accidents. Unfortunately, he’d been the one drunk. Fortunately, he’d lost control and slammed his truck into a tree. He didn’t kill anyone else. The impact broke his neck, and left his 27-year-old wife a widow. She looked stunning in black. Her blonde hair and pale skin contrasted with the dark fabric. As much as I pitied her situation, the vision of her in...

Love Stories
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Drum Song

It was the summer of 1683 when Jean Riel arrived in Lachine. His long journey from Limrik, Ireland to New France had finally concluded.The son of a French soldier and an innocent Irish maid he had stayed in Ireland after his father returned to France. He lived with his mother in Limrik until the age of sixteen when he travelled to find his father, with no success, and enlisted in the French Army. He was home visiting his mother on annual leave when word came that he was being re-assigned to the...

Historical
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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 46 Trust in Me The Pythons Song

Labatt’s Guest House, London, Ontario 8:14am, Friday, January 4, 1980 “Ha! I can’t believe that me and Lynette beat you at mini-golf last night, Cuda,” Shannon laughed as we huddled around the kitchen island in the guest house at the Labatt’s property. We had about twenty-five friends, who went to Red Lobster for dinner and then over to Fleetway-40 to bowl and play a round of indoor mini-golf. “Well, it was kinda hard to hit good putts when you were either jigglin’ your boobs in my line of...

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Shania Pt 3

I stood on the landing, looking at the “C” in brass on the door for a few moments. I hadn’t had anywhere near as much bourbon as Shania had, but felt my head swimming. This was not a good situation, I thought. Still, maybe she’d go inside, fall into bed and go to sleep. That way I’d be spared any further emotional havoc this particular day. As I moved away from her door I shook my head to clear it. This had all been a bit much. As I reached the landing to my own place I decided I might as well...

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Shania Pt 3

I stood on the landing, looking at the “C” in brass on the door for a few moments. I hadn’t had anywhere near as much bourbon as Shania had, but felt my head swimming. This was not a good situation, I thought. Still, maybe she’d go inside, fall into bed and go to sleep. That way I’d be spared any further emotional havoc this particular day. As I moved away from her door I shook my head to clear it. This had all been a bit much. As I reached the landing to my own place I decided I might as well...

Love Stories
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Shania Twain the Making of a Video

Shania his twisting her way around the diner, rubbing her hot body against different studs acting as patrons as she sings her song; Whose bed have your boots been under? And Whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder, baby? And who did you run to? And whose lips... She rubs her taught tits against the back on one of the younger cowpokes, who snickers at feeling her nipples brushing his back. "Cut!" Yells the videos director. "C'mon you guys. How many takes...

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Shania Epilogue

A year after I helped Shania bury her husband (we always referred to him as the ex), Shania and I were married, in a church, no less. Shania’s vision had a spiritual aspect that I hadn’t anticipated. While I had some trepidation about this facet and the effect it would have on our relationship, my wife, my brilliant, intelligent, and incredibly beautiful wife proceeded to educated me. “What we have,” she explained, “transcends this plane of existence.” “Of course it does,” I replied, smiling....

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Shania Epilogue

A year after I helped Shania bury her husband (we always referred to him as the ex), Shania and I were married, in a church, no less. Shania’s vision had a spiritual aspect that I hadn’t anticipated. While I had some trepidation about this facet and the effect it would have on our relationship, my wife, my brilliant, intelligent, and incredibly beautiful wife proceeded to educated me. “What we have,” she explained, “transcends this plane of existence.” “Of course it does,” I replied, smiling....

Love Stories
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Terrys Song

Terry's Song Terry Nelson was walking with Jenn, his best friend, home from school. He was excited about having his sister home again from her yearly road tour. He loved his only sister Lisa who was 5 years older than Terry. His mom Amy had raised the two of them by herself while working full time as a nurse. Growing up in a nurturing environment with two strong women had given Terry a deep admiration for the struggles that women face. Lisa had excelled in high school and after...

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Shania Pt 2

I unlocked the door for her and pushed it open. Shania strode in as if she owned the place. She walked straight to the window, placed her clutch on the sill next to the two glasses left from earlier in the day. Without a word, I grabbed the glasses and carried them to the kitchen. I rinsed them under cold running water, swiped them out with paper towels and grabbed the bottle. I returned to the living room to find Shania standing as I had left her, looking out the window into the street. I...

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Shania Pt 2

I unlocked the door for her and pushed it open. Shania strode in as if she owned the place. She walked straight to the window, placed her clutch on the sill next to the two glasses left from earlier in the day. Without a word, I grabbed the glasses and carried them to the kitchen. I rinsed them under cold running water, swiped them out with paper towels and grabbed the bottle. I returned to the living room to find Shania standing as I had left her, looking out the window into the street. I...

Love Stories
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Ashleys Song

Something compelled me to write my third story, there is absolutely no sex involved, only implied... but I feel it can stand alone on it's own without it. It is a story about the deep bonds of love between a couple and a little girl, and how far he would go to protect the child from the tragic loss of her mother. Ashley's Song By Anon Allsop The ancient woman sat quietly in her rocking chair and looked back at me, her watery eyes unwavering. I looked from her to the little...

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I Dream of Demie 27 Song

--- I Dream of Demie 27 - Song (MFF, cons, lac, rom) by Krosis of the Collective --- "Tom!" I started awake. I was lying diagonally across my bed where I had collapsed after having sex with my ex-girlfriend Laura, randomly somehow my next-door neighbor. I still felt incredibly tired. Kate was there, holding the baby. "It's your turn. I have to get some sleep." She handed me Amy and then took a second look at me. "You feeling okay?" "Just really tired," I replied. She continued...

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Oceans Song

Elaina stood on the cliff, gazing out at the ocean that roared constantly, singing a song to her. She had never belonged anywhere before; she usually wandered the world, doing as she pleased. However, she always found herself returning to this place. There were voices in the water, onces that told her of love and belonging. She craved the completeness of it, and often thought of jumping into the crashing waves, defying death. She never did thought. Always she left, and always she returned....

Erotic Fiction
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I Wanna Learn a Love Song

Harry Chapin was a folk-rock troubadour of the baby boom generation. He was particularly known for his "story-songs"; his signature hit "Taxi" (1972) was the story of a disillusioned cabbie meeting an old lover, and "Cat's In the Cradle" (1974) the cautionary tale of an absentee father. Chapin toured restlessly and recorded the albums Heads and Tales (1972), Short Stories (1973), Verities and Balderdash (1974) and Danceband on the Titanic (1977) among several others. He died at age 38...

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Country Song

You know how it is. You keep doing the day-by-day because that's what you do, that's what's familiar. It's what you're good at. It's your little life, but by god it's all yours. You're just going on, living your life. It's not much, but it's your life. Everyday ... it might not be much, but at least it's your own goddamn life. You own it. Or, so you think... Imagine the day you wake up as usual, and then suddenly your life has turned into a Country song. One with many sad, sordid...

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Alejandros Song

The rusty red hoodoos looked like people gathered on the mountainsides. Some were tall and thin, others were shorter, broader. They had heads and shoulders. Some of them had arms, or they looked like they were wrapped in ochre serapes. Michelle had never seen anything like them before. Alejandro briefly shifted his eyes from the highway to her face. He smiled. In a smooth, lilting voice, he said, ‘When I was a kid, I used to pretend they were Apache Indians, watching me. On a windy day, you...

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And old Asian song

I heard a strange song that was being played softly taking over the place, while I looked at the bottom of my empty glass and how the liquid was running, letting me see behind flashes of bottles hit by neon lights and dirt, of that distant bar which, as every suburban bar, was almost empty in the middle of a Wednesday night. Only some drunks or aimless people went through the town this pitifully late at night, which only came alive with the arrival of a train, or a long-distance bus that dusted...

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Siren Song

The couple took a seat in the swingers club, their first time together at the sex-fueled night spot, but the Siren had been on the prowl there before looking for fresh meat. They had a few drinks, took in the scenery. Behind the Siren, in full view of her man, another seductress spread her legs wide, no panties underneath her red dress, exposing a shaved pussy begging for attention.  The Siren decided to put on her toy, a vibrating insert in her panties, with the controller in the hands of her...

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Septembers Song

September's Song By Naughty Venus I spent the early afternoon watching porn while I played with my hairy pussy until I fell asleep. I was awakened by the sound of thunder as I was lying on the sofa during my late-afternoon nap. I could tell the storm was getting closer because the floors shook beneath my feet with each roll of the thunder. I was exhilarated by the electricity in the air as the lightning flashed. I wanted to see the lightning and to hear the thunder more clearly, so I ran to...

Love Stories
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The Sirens Song

May 8, 2018 The task was not simple, and the outcome uncertain. For four days and nights, the men of the Helen’s Grace had been sailing through stormy seas south out of Ithaca before turning towards the east and heading directly into the wind, forced to row in brutal shifts as the waves crashed rapid and choppy against their bow. The men were stoic, as was expected by their captain and those who had celebrated their quest in the week-long festival held in their honor before their departure....

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Morning Song

Jasmine had always held to the belief that it was the sweet, innocent songs of blue birds that awakened the sun every morning and coaxed it into its lazy crawl along the sky. Their sharp cries had been her alarm clocks all of her life. It was only on Sunday mornings that she could afford to linger in bed. She stretched languidly, her sculpted legs trying to grasp the bottom of her bed as her graceful arms danced in the air. Her jet-black waist length silky hair glided across the white pillows...

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Sleight of Hand7 Songbird

I had business to conduct before we could leave. The first order was the burial of Jules/Julia. If I remembered the Damsel Rule Book correctly, a damsel who died and was buried on Chaos was returned to Cassandra. I hoped so. Otherwise, I would want to take her body with me to the bank vault. We were a somber group that returned to the Inn. Ariel continued to weep and Lisa whispered to me that she was still in pain. I wanted to wrap up the business as quickly as possible. I had five horses...

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River Song

The woman was old and bent and gray, long in her days and hard-set in her ways. As constant in her course as the river which rolls past her place. Those whom she’d loved, (and some who’d loved her, she supposed) had long gone away, moved on or, mostly, passed on. Somewhere, (Tennessee, or Georgia she had heard) dwelt her children’s, children’s, children, but they neither knew her nor cared to. Yes, she was old, but the river was older still. Her family had dwelt on its banks for many...

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Kylies Song

Would Brayden really do this for her? She had her share of doubts. 'He'll hate me after this for sure,' she thought. 'He'll think I'm disgusting.' Of course right now the 23-year-old looked anything but disgusting. Kylie's alluring beauty practically taunted her in the mirror. She wore only a deep magenta bra and matching panties. The deep purplish-pink set off her dusky skin tone perfectly. The push-up bra barely contained the swell of her breasts. She twisted side to side,...

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Sonya Siren Song

She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to face me, smiling happily and dribbling the ball on the spot, as I put the car into Park and switched off the engine. “Hey, Leon,” she said, as I got out. She always called me by my first name. “Hi,” I answered, as I shut the car door. “Did’ya have a good day?” she asked. “Yeah, it was good. Productive, too,” I replied. “Well, I’ve been productive, too....

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Siren Song

Thanks to darkniciad for helpful editing. Michael passed through the kitchen, dropping the order of service on the table without much thought. In the bedroom he took off the black wool suit and hung it in the closet. What a useless gesture. He would never wear it again. The phone rang. It was his daughter, Emma. ‘I’m fine,’ he told her. ‘I’m just going to take a nap.’ He dreamed he sailed his mirror dinghy out to sea. This made no sense at all, but dreams don’t make any sense. When was the...

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Quiet Song

‘Baby! What are you trying to do to me? The guys are outside waiting! Jude will soon come in to see what I’ve got up to!’ the man groaned. ‘So? He’ll see that you’re with your wife, Mason!’ ‘I know, baby. But he might want what I have, and you know that I don’t like to share,’ the man wheedled. His wife laughed mirthlessly. She had heard this kind of thing many times before, just before her husband left her on her own for the day to be with his friends. She knew that some of these friends...

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Septembers Song

September’s Song By Naughty Venus I spent the early afternoon watching porn while I played with my hairy pussy until I fell asleep. I was awakened by the sound of thunder as I was lying on the sofa during my late-afternoon nap. I could tell the storm was getting closer because the floors shook beneath my feet with each roll of the thunder. I was exhilarated by the electricity in the air as the lightning flashed. I wanted to see the lightning and to hear the thunder more clearly, so I ran to...

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The Last Song

I had been begging my boyfriend, Austin, to take me to see The Last Song. Austin was actually very sweet and would take me to any chick-flick I wanted, but he had already read the book and heard bad things about the movie, so it took some urging. A blow job and hickie took care of that. We were soon already about halfway through the movie. Personally, I was loving it and was strangely aroused, but Austin rolled his eyes every now and then, calling Miley Cyrus a slut, something I couldn’t...

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Sonya Siren Song

Introduction: A middle-aged man finds out his stepdaughter is more grown-up than he thought It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball...

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The Song

My name is Kelly Robin O'Hare, and am proud of who and what I am. Daddy taught me to be myself and never stopped loving me when I told him who I really was. He hugged me and said, "When do I meet my Princess?" I cried, "Now, Daddy," and went to my room and donned Momma's old red sailor style cheerleader uniform, matching bloomer, socks and shoes with Peavy suntan pantyhose. "You look just like your mother, Kel," he sighed. "Thanks, Daddy, I wish that she'd not died giving birth...

3 years ago
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For A Song

The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent. Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop. If she blushed, you couldn't tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. The tip of her black tail, weighted down with a golden metal band, twitched, possibly in annoyance at the attention. Her raven black hair was tied in a delicate braid and nearly hidden in the...

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The Last Song

I had been begging my boyfriend, Austin, to take me to see The Last Song. Austin was actually very sweet and would take me to any chick-flick I wanted, but he had already read the book and heard bad things about the movie, so it took some urging. A blow job and hickie took care of that. We were soon already about halfway through the movie. Personally, I was loving it and was strangely aroused, but Austin rolled his eyes every now and then, calling Miley Cyrus a slut, something I couldn't...

Straight Sex
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Jeanettes Song

It had been a year or more since that fated day when I was purchased as a pet. Me? A pet? I had to laugh at the thought, yet was intrigued to know what that involved. Though I had been a participant in a few activities on that nameless site I had not often visited it so didn't know what that meant. For the most part I still don't, but will soon find out.I clicked on the tab to see who had purchased me as her own personal pet...turned out that was more a game of seeing how many pets a member...

Straight Sex
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Sonyas Siren Song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother.   She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to...

Taboo
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Annies Song

The big diesel was humming its song as I headed down I85 southwest of Montgomery, Alabama. It had taken 3 days to get this far from Dulles airport outside of Washington. Most times, I enjoyed the scenery as I drove through the states. I had no desire to do so now. All that mattered now was getting to New Orleans. Mickey had called saying she had arrived safely after a bit of a scare on the plane. Some guy had drunk too much and was making passes at every woman on the plane. The hostess kept...

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The Maker of the Song

"For she was the maker of the song she sang." --Wallace Stevens, "The Idea of Order at Key West" The first time, the very first time a boy told Amanda "I love you" -- it was a hideous lie. Fate had granted her a brief, tantalizing glimpse of Val. She was out with the "Debs," the in-crowd. This group of 16-year-old girls had previously shunned her, gossiped about her behind her back, and cut her viciously. Arlene, the leader of the clique, had singled her out for numerous pranks...

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Olympic Dance and Song

Let us focus our attention on a small island off the Athenian coast. On this island, which has no port, no electricity, and no houses, there is a large hall known as "Olympiakeos Choreos kai Tragoydi" ("Olympic Dance and Song") which every night is filled with music and revelry. The Greeks on the mainland do not know who dances there, or how they get there, or where they go in the day -- fishermen who land on the island find only one resident at the hall, a caretaker names Apollo. As an...

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Touched By His Song

Copyright © 2006 by Lady Glorfindel. All rights reserved. Wow, I can't believe I got such good tickets for this concert. I have been a fan all my life and the lead vocalist has been in my dreams since the first moment I laid my eyes on him. As I am sitting here in the front row, I wondered if he will even remember seeing my face when the concert is over. I am shaking as they come out on stage. They are more amazing in person than they are on their albums. He's watching me (or is it someone...

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