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Brian's Long Walk Brian is a 21 year old bum. He's been living with Maria, a 22 year old care assistant for five months. He's also been sleeping with Christine, a 19 year old student. Maria has to work a sleepover in the care home one Friday and Brian seizes his chance to see Christine in the evening. Unfortunately for him, things are not quite what they seem... INFORMATION - this story deals with themes of enforced infantilism and feminisation and contains mature adult content and occasional swearing. You must be old enough and mature enough to read it. All characters are fictional and of adult age and the story does not contain or imply any references to real children. Enjoy! Baby Jennifer [[email protected]] 19th Feb 2005 ... "I didn't realise you were this kinky Christine!" Brian was surprised, she'd never acted like this before. Still, it made a change from Maria who, if anything, had gone off sex for the last month or so. "Yeah, well you never know, you might like it!" replied Christine, attaching the second spreader bar to the top of the bed frame. "There - hop in!" "I'm not so sure..." "Oh don't be such a big baby!" Brian looked at the apparatus on the bed. A thick, eighteen inch long metal bar was chained from its center to the end of the bed frame with about twelve inches or so of slack. The ends of the bar ended in metal rings and there were four more short chains - two at each end - clipped to them. The other ends of each pair were clipped to their respective cuffs. Made of thick leather, the cuffs lay ominously open on the bed like a trap, waiting for prey. At the top of the bed the same setup had been repeated although the centre chain had a bit more slack. Christine had obviously played with these toys before. "So... are you up for some fun, tough guy?" smiled Christine. At times like this Brian couldn't understand why he bothered with Maria. Christine was adventurous while Maria was quite reserved in bed. But neither girl knew about the other so he had the best of both worlds. Brian smiled back. "What the hell, could be fun! Shall I get undressed?" "Well, no, just see what you think first." He hopped onto the bed and lay on his back. Christine wasted no time and soon had Brian stretched out on the bed, his ankles and wrists tightly buckled into the leather cuffs, the slack in the top chain taken out and padlocked to the bed frame. She climbed on top of him, put her face right up to his and slowly bought a large gag with a black ball and a leather strap into view. "Christine! You're not sticking that on me!" "But Brian, you're not in a position to resist." He watched as she held the gag in front of him and buckled it loosely a few holes from the end. "Christine, I'm not sure I like this!" said Brian, as Christine put her arm behind his head and lifted it a little. She passed the gag down over his head until the ball was resting on his lips. Brian closed his lips tightly to show her he was having none of it. Reaching behind his neck, Christine started to pull the strap tighter through the buckle, causing the ball to press harder and harder into Brian's lips. It started to hurt and he moved his lips around a little but this just made the ball sink onto his teeth. Fearing they would break Brian tried to tell Christine that enough was enough. But it came out as "Chriaanmmmmmmmph!" as the ball finally sunk all the way into his mouth and Christine buckled the strap tightly behind his neck. She pulled on his lips so they surrounded the gag. "There, did you like that Brian?" Brian shook his head. "Well you might prefer this then" she replied, and lifted up a large, wide, black leather collar. "This is a posture collar Brian, let's get it on you." Brian was unable to stop Christine from buckling the four leather straps which closed the collar, and in just a minute he was looking straight up at the ceiling, his neck held rigidly by the tight collar forcing his chin up and preventing almost all movement of his head to the side. Then she left the room for a few moments. Returning, she climbed onto his legs and sat on his shins facing his feet. Brian craned his head as much as the thick heavy collar would allow but was rewarded with a view of her back. Then he felt her unlacing his shoes and pulling them off, followed by his socks. He wondered what the hell she was up to until he felt her pressing something in between his toes. Right along both feet, one by one, Christine splayed his toes and pushed in the foam toe separators, then picked up the nail varnish, as Brian now guessed it was, and gave it a shake. "Mmppph!" he moaned into his gag and tried to wiggle his toes but Christine grabbed them with one hand and worked with the other. In a few moments she was done and climbed off him, leaving the separators between his toes. "It dries in sixty seconds so won't take long. Now your fingernails." Brian tried to shake his head as Christine unscrewed the lid from the bottle. He tried to resist by clenching his hands into a fist but Christine lifted her knee onto his fist and started putting her weight on it. In the end Brian had to relent with the pain, and she dug her knee hard into the back of his hand, forcing his fingers flat on the mattress. In a few more moments his fingernails were painted and Christine kept her knee in place for a couple of minutes while they dried. After a similar feeble show of resistance on the other hand, Brian's fingernails glistened with shocking pink nail varnish. She pulled out the toe separators and again left the room. Brian could just about see his bright pink toenails and could only guess what his hands looked like stretched out straight above his head. He started writhing around trying to find a way out but he was completely secure. The door opened again. "Do you like your pretty nail varnish Brian? Bright pink really suits little girls." It wasn't Christine. It was Maria. She walked over to Brian, climbed up and kneeled across his chest. Brian stared at her, wide-eyed, trying all at once to work out what was going on and how to explain himself. Christine walked back in holding two small brown strips at arms length. "What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" said Maria, gripping him hard around his collar with one hand and forcing his head down into the mattress. Brian continued to look up at the ceiling and saw Christine appear. Handing a strip to Maria, they pressed them down into his eyebrows and rubbed them firmly all over. "Hold his head Christine." Christine came to the side and pressed down on his neck with one hand and his forehead with the other. Maria held his chin with one hand and quickly ripped off each strip in turn, taking Brian's eyebrows with them. "Waxed eyebrows take two months to even begin to grown back, and sometimes don't grow back at all" she said, coldly. "Would you like some wine, Maria?" asked Christine. "Sure!" "Okay, see you in a while Brian" said Christine, tickling his painted feet as they left the room. Brian lay there for a full hour, wriggling and writhing and trying to get loose but the thick leather cuffs refused to release their grip. After an hour the girls returned, laughing and slightly drunk. Each went to a top corner of the bed out of Brian's sight. Next he felt gloves being pulled over his hands and a strap fastened at each wrist to keep them secure. "There, now your lovely mittens are safely buckled on, Brian. Let's get you out of those horrible clothes." The girls produced a large pair of scissors and took it in turns to cut away Brian's clothes while he moaned loudly into his gag. His expensive top was cut up the side and down the sleeves, his jeans were cut right up each leg and across the waist, and his boxer shorts were easily removed. His ruined clothes were thrown in a heap on the floor next to his shoes, leaving Brian on the bed wearing nothing but his collar, gag and mittens. "Well Brian, how are you feeling?" asked Maria. He shook his head a little, not really knowing how he felt. "Christine and I are good friends, we go way back. You didn't know that, did you?" She walked around the room while Christine looked at the helpless form on the bed. "A few days ago we were talking about our boyfriends and what arseholes they can sometimes be. We both agreed that our boyfriends acted like kids at times, sulking or shouting when they didn't get what they wanted, trying to manipulate us into feeling sorry for them. It's pathetic. But it wasn't too long before we realised something which neither of us were prepared for - that we were both seeing you, Brian. That really took the piss - talk about a perfect example of what we were saying. You lied to both of us so you could satisfy yourself." Maria walked to the side of the bed and stared at Brian with her arms folded. "We've decided that since you act so babyish, you're going to be a baby. A nice sweet little baby girl." Brian started shaking his head, writhing in his restraints and moaning into his gag, looking at Maria with pleading eyes. "Look at you, acting like a little girl even now, hoping I'll take pity on you. There's no point in struggling, Brian, you're not going anywhere." Christine had left the room and returned a few moments later carrying a bowl of water and some more strips, while Maria busied herself sliding several towels under Brian. For the next hour Brian endured a painful waxing and shaving of every hair on his body. At one point Christine undid one of the padlocks on the top chain to release the slack so they could turn him over. Once he was lying on his front she re-attached the padlock and the girls went to work on the backs of his legs and arms and the rest of his body. When this was complete, the slack was once again released for a moment so they could turn him back onto his back. His final humiliation was having his scrotum shaved until there wasn't a single hair left. "Christine, can you lift his head up please?" asked Maria. "Sure", she replied and left the room. Returning with a long length of chain she clipped it to the D-ring on the front of Brian's posture collar and walked to the foot of the bed holding the other end. She lifted the chain to the top of the bed frame and started to pull it. Brian's head was slowly lifted up, causing him to moan into his gag. Once his head was about six inched off the mattress Christine padlocked the chain. "Let's get baby's hair done" said Maria. "Little babies like you, Brian, don't have much hair so we're going to shave your head bald. But we'll leave enough on each side for your pretty ribbons." Brian could only lie there completely stretched out as the girls used clippers to shave his head all over, leaving just two small tufts a couple of inches long on the top sides of his scalp. After the clippers came the razor and soapy water and before long Brian was as bald as a baby apart from the tufts of hair. "Fetch me the pink bobbles and white hair ribbons please Christine" asked Maria. The girls twisted the two tufts of hair and looped the elasticated bobbles over them again and again until they were tightly secured. Next they knotted the wide ribbons under the bobbles and tied them into big floppy bows, the ends cascading down the sides of his bald head. Lastly they emptied a squirt of superglue into each tuft, locking everything into place. "That's baby's hair all done" laughed Christine looking up and down at the completely shaven Brian, while Maria removed the towels and water. Christine unlocked the chain, allowing Brian's head to fall gratefully back on to the mattress. She unclipped the chain from his collar and the girls disappeared for some more wine. Brian heard them laughing downstairs as he writhed and pulled at his restraints. He could feel the cool air on his body and the tightness on his scalp. The girls returned half an hour later. Without saying a word Maria climbed onto the bed, stood over Brian and lifted his back up off the mattress. He felt Christine slide something under him. When Maria released her grip he landed on it and realised it was an adult-sized padded disposable nappy. Wide eyed he moaned into his gag and tried to shake his head, humiliated at the idea of wearing a nappy. The girls smirked and in a few moments had the thick nappy taped up firmly around his bottom and stomach. "Let's get your plastic pants on now, we don't want any leaks" said Christine, walking to the end of the bed. She unclipped one of the chains from each end of the spreader bar and passed them down through the waist and leg holes in the pants, one on each side. She then clipped the chains back to the bar, unclipped the other two chains and pulled the pants up Brian's legs to below his knees. She then re-attached the two chains and pulled the thick, crinkly plastic pants right up Brian's legs and tightly over his nappy. He could feel the elasticated leg holes and waistband biting into his skin as she tucked the waistband over the top of his nappy. Maria again climbed up on the bed and lifted Brian's back up, while Christine wound several turns of silver duct tape around the top of his plastic pants and skin, sealing them in place. Now Maria took over and produced a pair of white patterned tights. She gathered one side up and then squeezed it down between his leather cuff and his inside ankle, pulling it out at the bottom of the cuff. Working it around his foot she pulled it back up through the cuff on the outside of his leg. She repeated the process on his other foot, leaving him with the tights covering both feet and stretched between his bound legs. As Brian continued to struggle in his bonds, Maria worked the tights slowly up his legs, occasionally going back to the feet and pulling out the slack. In a couple of moments she had worked them right up his legs and over his plastic pants and nappy. She continued pulling them all the way up as far as they would go and then stretched him up off the bed once again while Christine applied more of the thick duct tape around his stomach to prevent the tights from coming off. "If you need to go to the toilet, Brian, your nappy should be okay for one or two wettings. Baby can even do number twos in it." Brian closed his eyes at the thought. Maria then went back to his feet and produced a pair of ankle socks with layers of lace around the tops. Onto the helpless man's feet they went, the lace sticking out all around his ankles beneath the leather cuffs. Next he felt shoes being wedged onto his feet, with some force since they felt a little too small. Once they were on he felt them tighten as a strap was tightly buckled on each one. "We promise we won't tell anyone you like to paint your toenails under your pretty baby socks, Brian" giggled Christine as Maria used plastic cable-ties to lock the buckles in place and then sealed them with superglue. "Baby won't be getting his Mary Jane shoes off in a hurry" she added. Maria walked over into Brian's view of the ceiling and looked down at him. "How long were you fucking behind our backs, Brian? Was it a month? Two? How long?" He couldn't look at her as she stared at him. "Let's put baby into his petticoat" said Maria, unclipping a chain from each side of the top spreader bar. Christine fetched it in from the other room. It looked like a vest with a mass of material and lace sewn around the bottom. While Brian renewed his pointless struggling, Maria passed the two chains through the bottom of the petticoat and one each out of the arm holes, clipping them back to the bar. Unclipping the other two chains, she was able to pull the garment down over the struggling man's body, his mittened hands passing through the arm holes and his immobilised head out of the top. She clipped the chains back to the bar and adjusted the petticoat. "He looks like a ballerina" laughed Christine, "I think I'll take some photographs to show the girls at uni!" Brian screamed and protested loudly into his gag but could do nothing as Christine, followed by Maria, fetched their digital cameras and took dozens of photographs of the ridiculous looking man. "Is our ballerina ready for his baby dress?" Brian shook his head as much as the rigid posture collar would allow. "But Brian, it's a nice frilly pink baby dress with a lovely babyish high waist, lots of pretty lace and frills and little puffy sleeves. And it's nice and short so we can keep an eye on your nappy." Brian lay there, motionless. "I think baby's upset because he doesn't feel pretty enough for his baby dress yet" laughed Christine. "Let's do his makeup, he'll feel extra pretty after that. I'll hold baby's head while you fetch the bag from the other room" she said to Maria. Maria returned a moment later while Christine hopped onto the bed and knelt across Brian's shoulders, trapping his head between her knees and pressing his forehead into the mattress with the palms of her hands. Brian couldn't move his head an inch. "Let's start with baby's eyes" said Maria, leaning in to Brian's face with a waterproof eyeliner pencil. A minute later the helpless Brian had thick black rims all the way round his eyes. "Now we'll make his eyelashes nice and pretty." Brian could only lie there motionless while his upper and lower eyelashes were coated with five coats, one after the other, of jet black waterproof mascara. "There!" exclaimed Maria, "Very nice." She looked down at Brian, as he stared back through his heavily rimmed black eyes. "Eyebrows next, I think, extra special girly ones for our extra special girly baby." Brian was horrified to see her uncap a thick black permanent marker. "Hold him extra tight Christine, I want to get them nice and arched." Christine felt Brian trying to struggle but she easily held his forehead down, his head clamped tightly between her knees. Maria pressed the marker onto Brian's bare skin and a few seconds later he had thick, jet black lines arching high above each eye. "What pretty eyebrows, I don't think I've ever seen them that arched before!" laughed Christine. "Much nicer than his old ones!" she added. "Close your eyes Brian" commanded Maria, "these pink and blue markers may sting a bit but we only want to use the best makeup for our special baby". Brian had no choice. She proceeded to colour in Brian's eyelids with the bright blue marker, then his upper eyelids with the bright pink marker, the indelible inks soaking into his bare skin. She then drew a large, bright pink circle high up on each cheek. "Babies always have rosy cheeks, Brian, and you'll be no exception." Brian continued to struggle and moan into his gag. "Yes don't worry, we haven't forgotten your lipstick, Brian, I've got a nice permanent red marker here for that." She wiped the moisture from his lips with a cloth. Pulling on his lips bit by bit to expose all of them from around his gag, she painted them with the bright red marker. Brian grunted and winced as she worked but could do nothing as, bit by bit, his lips were turned bright red with indelible ink. "There, now baby's makeup is all done!" laughed Christine, letting go of Brian's head and climbing off the bed. "And very pretty he looks too!" added Maria. "Christine, get the ear-piercing gun. Let's get some nice twinkling baby studs on him". Brian tried to struggle again, his mittened hands moving around uselessly looking for a way out. Christine returned with the piercing gun. Maria lifted her knee and pressed it into the side of Brian's cheek to force his head to turn a little. Christine crouched down and grabbed his earlobe. Brian moaned into his gag while Christine lined up the piercing gun. *POP*. They walked around to the other side of the bed and repeated the process. *POP*. His ears twinkled as the light caught the pink ball-shaped crystal baby studs in his ears. Brian had no way to see them but could feel them in his ears. "Last time I saw baby studs like these was when my baby niece came to visit" laughed Christine, putting superglue on the backs of Brian's new earrings. "They really sparkle! Little girls love getting their ears pierced." "Now Brian, once again, are you ready for your little baby dress?" Brian lay motionless for a moment then started thrashing and straining against his bonds, but he was stretched so tightly that he just rocked gently in his restraints. The girls laughed at the pathetic display. "What a tantrum! I think we'll put you into your frilly pink dress whether you're ready or not." The girls moved to the top of the bed and unclipped one chain from each side of the spreader bar. Gathering up the short dress and unzipping the back a little, they passed the chains up through the bottom of it and out of each of the sleeves, before clipping them back to the bar. They then unclipped the other two chains from each side. "Ooops, looks like baby's got no choice now" laughed Christine as the girls pulled the dress down the chains. Unable to resist at all, Brian's mittened hands popped out of the short, puffy sleeves, followed by his immobilised, ribbon-clad head through the lacy Peter Pan collar. They pulled the baby dress all the way down as far as it would go, before applying a few drops of superglue to the zipper and zipping it back up at the neck. Christine re-attached the spreader bar chains. "Now our baby girl is all prettied up wearing his frilly little frock!" laughed Maria. For the first time that night, Brian started to cry. It started as a sob but he was soon bawling away, the irony of his current babyfied state not lost on him. The girls laughed hysterically at the sight and went and got their cameras once again. As he lay there and cried they took dozens more photographs of the helpless man, once a womanising idiot, now shaven, made-up, pierced and dressed up as a baby girl against his will. "Cry all you like, baby, your makeup's not going anywhere" laughed Maria. "Get him turned over so we can buckle him into his baby reins." Christine went to the top of the bed and removed the padlock which held in the slack, allowing them room to rotate Brian once again onto his front. The chain was padlocked back in place. "You know, you shouldn't have fucked with us, Brian" said Maria, unclipping a chain from each side of the spreader bar. "You thought you were smarter than us and acted like you were some big hard man." She passed the chains through the straps of the white leather baby reins and clipped them back up, then unclipped the other two chains. "You're no man, you're a little baby. You certainly acted like one so you deserve to be dressed up like one." She drew the reins down his arms and over his head, settling them under his waist just below his armpits. While Christine clipped the chains back to the spreader bar, Maria buckled the leather reins tightly around Brian's back and over his shoulders. She finished by supergluing some more cable-ties through the buckles to seal them all in place. While Brian lay face down on the bed, both girls came around to one side of the bed. To Brian's surprise Christine unbuckled his wrist from the cuff, but before he had any chance to move his arm around, both the girls had grabbed it and forced his wrist painfully to the side of his waist. While Maria held it there, Christine tightly buckled two small leather straps around it, followed by the usual superglue and cable-ties to lock them in place. They went around the other side of the bed and repeated the process, leaving Brian face down on the bed with his wrists buckled to the sides of his baby reins. Brian was now able to wriggle a little more but was still completely helpless. Maria attached a leather leash to the back of Brian's reins and coiled it a few times around her hand, stretching it tightly. Christine went to the end of the bed and clipped a foot of chain between the two ankle cuffs, before unclipping all the other chains. "Come on baby, get up" ordered Maria, yanking on the leash. Restrained as he was, Brian was just able to roll onto his side and drop his feet over the side of the bed onto the floor. "Stand up, we haven't got all day". Brian stood up and shuffled around the bed until he was standing in front of the girls. The small bells on the front of his leather reins jingled as he walked. The girls both looked at him, then at each other, then burst out laughing again. "Let's get baby out of his nasty ickle mittens." mocked Christine, unbuckling the mittens from his restrained hands. Off they came, once again exposing his shocking pink fingernails. "Nearly forgot the watch, so baby can tell what time it is!" laughed Christine, picking up a plastic Barbie play watch and gluing the strap closed around his left wrist. Maria continued to hold Brian tightly in his reins. Christine went to his front and buckled another leash to the front of his reins, then went behind him and unbuckled his thick posture collar, followed by his gag. For a few moments Brian just flexed his neck and mouth and said nothing. It wasn't long, however, before he started talking. "Please Maria, Christine, I had no idea you knew each other, I'm sorry, please let me change back and I promise I'll never see you again." The girls both roared with laughter, to Brian's surprise. "You still don't get it do you, baby? This isn't about what's best for you, it's about payback for us. What are you going to change back into, you don't have any clothes." Brian realised she was correct. Maria handed the rear leash to Christine and picked up the front one. "So come along baby" she ordered, and pulled on the leash, causing Brian to shuffle slowly forward. "You shouldn't walk so quickly" laughed Christine, "it makes your little baby dress lift up so everyone can see you're wearing nappies." "Of course he's wearing nappies Christine" replied Maria, "all little baby girls wear nappies." They reached the top of the stairs. "Down we go, nice and slowly. If baby has an accident and falls, he'll have to sit in hospital in his pretty clothes waiting for a nurse to make him better." After a few minutes they reached the bottom of the stairs. Brian had assumed they were taking him into the kitchen to feed him baby food or something like that, but was horrified when the girls carried on pulling him along the hallway towards the front door. "Where... where are going?" he stammered. "Well, we're going out for a nice walk with our baby girl." Brian stopped walking and looked at them. "Come on baby, get moving" ordered Maria, pulling the leash harder, causing Brian to take a series of quick steps to avoid falling over. Christine stood right behind him, holding his rear leash, preventing him from going back. Hobbled as he was, with his wrists strapped to his waist, he was helpless to put up any proper resistance. As they neared the front door Christine laughed. "Take a look at yourself in the mirror, baby." Brian stopped in his tracks and burst out crying. His hands looked ridiculous with their bright pink nails and Barbie watch. His little pink baby dress was short and high-waisted and covered in lace and frills with a lacy white collar zipped up snugly around his neck. The bulge of his nappies was clearly visible under his patterned tights below the petticoats and frilly short hem of the dress. His glossy black round-fronted Mary Janes were buckled tightly onto his feet, a mass of lace surrounding each ankle from his socks. But the thing which upset him the most was his head. His face looked ridiculous with the garish, drawn on eyebrows, lipstick and rosy pink cheeks, his black rimmed eyes peeping out from behind thick black lashes and blue and pink eyelids. His head was completely bald apart from two white ribbons tied tightly to the small tufts of hair the girls had left behind. The ribbons fell down the sides of his head and stopped just above his ears where the pink baby studs in his earlobes twinkled in the light. His reins somehow made him look even more childish. "Stop crying baby, you look lovely" laughed Christine, giving Brian a shove towards the door. Maria started pulling him again and opened the front door. "No, please! Please don't do this, please don't" begged Brian. Maria pulled hard on the leash, sending Brian stumbling out of the door and into the cool morning air. Brian turned around to see Christine slamming the front door with a bang. He felt sick at being outside dressed up like this and as the girls continued to pull him towards Christine's car, he actually welcomed the idea of hiding inside. In a few moments he was sitting in the back with his seatbelt on, his hands still restrained in his leather reins, his rear leash tied to the rear shelf of the car, his front leash tied to the headrest of the seat in front and the chain of his ankle cuffs padlocked to a bar under the seat. Maria climbed into the passenger seat. Brian had no choice but to sit there while Christine drove the car to some unknown destination. He looked down at his Barbie watch and saw that the hands were just toy hands. He looked at his bright pink fingernails, the first thing they had done to him all those hours ago. He looked around and caught Christine's eyes in the rear view mirror. He felt like a toddler being taken somewhere, not allowed to sit in the front seat and strapped in for his own safety. The girls had had him tied up all through the early hours of the morning and he felt very tired. The clock by the front door had said it was almost 6am. He closed his eyes for a moment. After almost four hours the car slowed down and stopped. Brian sensed the change and slowly woke up. It only took him a few seconds to realise that this humiliating situation wasn't a dream. "Did baby have a nice sleep?" laughed Christine. The girls got out and went to the rear of the car. They unclipped the front and rear leashes from his reins, unpadlocked the chain to his ankle cuffs and unbuckled his seatbelt. Brian was now free apart from his ankle cuffs, and his hands still strapped tightly in the reins. "Come along little girl" said Maria, holding open the door. Brian reluctantly climbed out into the morning sunshine. They were in what looked like a park. He had no idea where he was or for how long he'd been asleep. He could see a few people in the park, each doing their own thing in the distance. Some were walking a dog, others were running. They were far away and no-one noticed the car. Maria grabbed the front of Brian's reins and pulled Brian away from the car while Christine followed. Brian paused but only long enough for Christine to give him a shove from behind. "Keep walking" she said. Suddenly Christine grabbed the back of Brian's dress and sprayed something down his neck. As Brian twisted and turned to avoid it she sprayed him all over. "Party Princess" she laughed, reading the name from the children's perfume bottle. "Made for little girls who haven't grown up. Like you, Brian." Brian was covered in the cheap, sweet smelling perfume. As he recovered, he realised that the girls were running back to the car. "No, please!" he begged, turning to run after them. Hobbled as he was he had no hope of keeping up. By the time he reached the car the girls were sitting inside with the doors locked. Maria wound down the passenger window an inch. "Please Maria, don't leave me here dressed like this, please let me go back, I'll never bother you again." "Brian, you lied to both of us. You acted like a child so now you're dressed up like one. A nice sweet little baby girl all dressed up in her best frilly party frock for a picnic in the park. I'm not sure you'll be getting your picnic though." Brian started crying. "Please!" he sobbed. Maria continued. "Even though it would probably take you days from here, don't bother making your way back to the house, Brian. When I found out you were cheating I threw out all your possessions and clothes. As of now you're homeless and the only things you have are the clothes you're dressed in. Brian's crying got more intense. "Cry as much as you want, I've told you, it'll take a lot more than tears to remove that makeup." Christine leaned forward. "You'd think baby would be happy! We've just driven him two hundred miles so he can have a picnic in his pretty baby clothes!" She produced her camera and snapped several more photos before Brian turned away, humiliated. "I think we've got enough photos now" said Christine. "I'm going to print them out and hand them out to your football buddies in the park tomorrow. Won't they be interested to see how their macho football mate likes to dress up in secret." "You've got a long walk ahead of you, baby" said Maria coldly. "I don't know where you'll go, or care, frankly. This is a small park in the city center. There's nowhere to hide. One thing's for sure, it's a nice sunny day and everyone's going to see you in your little baby dress with your makeup, earrings and pretty baby ribbons. You might even get arrested and spend the night in a cell. I wonder if they'll let you take your pretty reins off." Christine started the car. "Don't talk to any strangers!" she shouted, driving off laughing. Brian continued to cry long after the car had gone. He started walking along the path, taking small baby steps thanks to the ankle chain. In the distance a group of joggers came into view running towards him. Maria was right, it was going to be a long walk.

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Streetwalker My wife and I enjoy a little roll playing in our marriage. My two favorite roll-playing games are the “Little Catholic Schoolgirl” and the “Streetwalker.” I love it when my beautiful wife puts on a “Catholic Schoolgirl” outfit that she got at a yard sale last summer. Usually I’m the “Head Mater” and have to punish her for something. She really gets into it too. It sure makes for some really good sex afterwards. Now the “Streetwalker” allows my tall slender wife to...

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A Longhaired Daring Housewife

Hi, everybody I am Sameer. I stay in eastern part of India, as it is my first story that is why not disclosing name of town. Since my teenage I am extremely long hair fetish. Always I dream about long hair females, whenever get chance surf net about long hair. I am just mad to get longhaired females, to play with hair, to open bun and obviously to pull it hard while fucking or blowjob. During college life whenever big hair bun, long braid or open long hair were seen I used to follow her. But my...

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Sleepwalking

Sleepwalking By Morpheus I was just a sophmore in high school when I discovered my unusual talent. One night I said good night to my Mom and Dad, same as every night, then said good night to my sister Annie, who was a year older than me, again like I did every night, and went to bed. Nothing at all unusuall. But when I was sleeping, I think I had a rather strange dream, though I couldn't remember what it was once I woke up. Only an odd sense of drifting, perhaps of...

3 years ago
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On the Boardwalk

Ramsey spent most of his nights alone, he did not enjoy the company of others. It wasn't that he was unattractive, with dark hair and eyes, well toned muscles and olive colored skin. Ramsey was also very charismatic, Ramsey could convince almost anybody to like him, at least for a while. He had wet the bed until he was 11 years old, and regularly abused his younger brother. He was a diagnosed sociopath. Most nights, he laid awake for long periods of time thinking about the women he had lusted...

4 years ago
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Under The Boardwalk

It was a warm day in August, Kate and Lisa were at the boardwalk riding the rides.  They were in line to ride the flume.  They were talking to various people wasting time waiting for their turn.  Kate and Lisa were visiting Kate's grandparents in New Jersey.  The girls lived in Florida and would be leaving tomorrow.Eventually, it was their turn.  They entered the log and sat down.  Kate sat in front of Lisa.  They put their arms on the bars and got ready for their ride.  The ride started and it...

Straight Sex
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Down The Shore Under The Boardwalk

I sometimes get the notion into my head to take a drive down the shore and listen to music, walk along the beach and enjoy the sound and "feel" of the waves crashing on shore at high tide just about any time of the year. Well, with the temps today in the 50's I jumped at the chance since the roads were clear and traffic was minimal. I stopped at Starbucks, got myself a latte and put in a CD (the Black album..) and off I drove with the window down. Yup, I love being outdoors whenever I can.I...

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A Night On The Boardwalk

"Yo......so what are we doing for dinner before we head onto the boardwalk?" Carly walked into the room, where her and Kelsy were sharing at Kelsy's Aunt's house in Wildwood, NJ. She was wrapped in a fluffy white towel, just getting out of the shower after a nice warm afternoon of tanning on the beach. Kelsy's gaze from the tv moved to her best friend. "Well, I was thinking just dinner at that seafood restaurant right before the boardwalk on this street, what do you think?" Kels asked, watching...

Lesbian
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Sabine Draws Gun on Walker

CHAPTER 1 Walker Smith had the age-old problem that occurs from time to time. The younger sister had spent the night in his bed, the other sister had caught his eye and their mother appeared to be trying to get it off with him. Walker thought it would only require the father to throw his arm around him and call him pal and… The 11:50 train heading east had Walker aboard, kicking himself for not choosing correctly initially but knowing he’d made the right decision by getting out of that...

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Mrs Walker

Mrs WalkerI was born in a very small village in the Cotswold area of the UK, with about twenty-five houses a small pub, and village shop come post office. Everyone knew everyone’s business, and my nearest friend lived thirty minutes away by bicycle, I attended an all boys school, and I’m an only c***d. My sex education was none existent, the local shop didn't have a top-shelf magazine section, there was no internet, and the girls of my village were too old to take notice of me or too young. ...

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SAGN Chapter ThreeThe Oblong Dome

Chapter Three: The Oblong Dome ================================================= The rain that had been plaguing them for the better part of a week had picked up some force while they were inside the station. Mostly it was coming straight down like a curtain with very little wind to blow it in any direction. The runoff was now flowing noticeably wider from the edges of the road as the sewers backed up and discharged the excess water into the street. "If this doesn't let up soon we...

4 years ago
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Working With Walker

At the time of writing, I worked at a movie theater for a while. The pay was shit, but my coworkers were cool and the movies were free. All jobs have their perks, right? Overall, it was a fun job. I got along with pretty much everyone there. Outside of work, I hung out mostly with Walker. He was nice and funny. We got along really well. Walker had just graduated high school and moved out from his parents and rented a house with some friends of his. I was going to college and staying with my...

1 year ago
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SchlongChapter 5

I was in my English class and Miss Hulbertson was passing out the papers we'd written as homework the first day of school, commenting on what she liked about some and what needed to be improved with others. She already knew each person by name and could tell each one something specific about his or her paper. She had only one paper left when she came over to me. "Oh, Mark, I can't tell you how impressed I was with your paper about the Empire State Building. You made it seem so real, so...

3 years ago
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Moonwalker

The low orbiter shot across the lunar landscape 500 feet up. He was headed back to base 1 with a load of oar samples from mine # 35. It had been a hard week out in the sticks and he was glad to be getting home. On final approach to the Moonbase, he saw the Mars expeditionary rocket launch and rapidly disappear from view. ‘I wish I was on it,’ Gene thought as he sat the orbiter down on the landing lock. They lock dropped about fifty feet and stopped the hatch closed over the top of the orbiter....

2 years ago
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Riverwalk

He parked the car, opened the door and was surprised to feel his legs buckle with anticipation as he worked his way towards the door. He took a deep breath as he walked into the deserted diner and scanned the tables. He started breathing again when he noticed she had not yet arrived. He took a spot in a booth with a clear view of the parking lot and settled in for what he hoped wouldn't be a long wait. A gum chewing brunette with big hair, big boobs, an apron and a wide smile...

2 years ago
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Dreamwalker

It happened again last night, Like every night for the past two weeks I try to clear the haze and fog from my mind but it is difficult to say the least. Maybe the harder you try to remember the dream, the less you ultimately remember. It’s a shame too because I know it was sexual in nature. The reason I know this is because for the past two weeks I have woken to soiled sheets and cum filled underwear. Wonder if I will dream again tonight. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a believer in dreams. I...

3 years ago
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Summer Walkabout

As i lay on my bed looking out of the window i counted down the minutes until you arrived. I had the day planned and after being apart in such a long time i had decided to make the most of the short time together. I wanted to take the pure chance that i was about to be given. Loud noises of passing cars flew past the window and i was surprised t notice how unbeliveable hot i had become. i Jumped in to the shower glancing at the time to make sure i didnt miss your arrival. As the water bounced...

2 years ago
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Magic the Gathering A New Planeswalker

I glanced into the darkness of the alleyway. I couldn't see anything, but that didn't mean no one was there. This time of night you had to be careful. I quickly peeked at my watch, I was supposed to be at work already. The alley was a shortcut that could cut fifteen minutes off my route. "Screw it" I jogged into the alley. I had barely stepped into the alley when a big arm grabbed me by my collar and threw me deeper into the darkness. As I staggered back up to my feet, I noticed four men...

2 years ago
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Adventures In Planeswalking

Please note that this is based off the card game Magic: The Gathering and I Do not own it. If I did I would be really rich. You are the planeswalker John Doe, and you hail from the 'Master plane' of Earth, and are on a mission to build an empire on any plane.

Fantasy
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Walkersville

As I made my way home from high school for the last time, I felt a tinge of sadness. After five happy years, I had just written my final exam and was looking forward to six glorious weeks of summer vacation. The next chapter in my life would be attending college and several weeks later, another milestone would begin attained when I finally turned eighteen. The thought of finally entering early adulthood was an exhilarating prospect for me. The mixed feelings I was experiencing were both...

Gay Male
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Joanna JoJo Levesque Sleepwalker

My fiance and I been dating for all of three months before we decided to get engaged, and with the big day slowly approaching we decided to finally visit her folks over the holidays and announce the big news. I was nervous to say the least considering it would be my first time meeting the family, and also because our relationship was not what you would consider conventional, in the sense that she was almost five years my senior. Nevertheless, I agreed to accompany her back to her hometown where...

2 years ago
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WALKER2

My heart was really pounding now. What the fuck do I do?! I wonderedsilently."Come on Suzie, let me fuck you!" he repeated. I watched him remove hisshorts and boxers so he stood in front of me naked.Think fast George! I told myself. Adopting a high-pitched tone, I said: "Ican't, I'm on my period." There! That should do it! I thought.But apparently Ivan knew more than I had given him credit for. "Then letme do you in the ass."IN THE ASS?! I was stunned.He was trying to turn me by my...

4 years ago
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Beth Enjoys the Riverwalk

As soon as Shane walked in the door, he was surrounded by chaos. Each c***d demanded his attention, trying to blame the others for whatever had gone wrong.“Where’s your mother?” He asked.A guilty silence followed.Finally the oldest spoke up. “She locked herself in her room a while ago.”Shane gave them each a look that left no uncertainty as to what he thought about his c***dren’s behavior.He went back to their bedroom. “Beth, honey, I’m home.” After a few minutes the door opened, and Beth...

3 years ago
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The Floorwalker

The Floorwalker By Wanda Cunningham The boy stared at the mannequin so intently the floorwalking department store manager became suspicious. He didn't understand, he couldn't understand, how some males seemed so fascinated by plastic and metal and paint in the shape of a woman. It wasn't like a mannequin had warm flesh, soft skin and a will of its own. No, a mannequin had to stand there, in whatever pose it might be placed in by the dresser. Now there was a nance and a...

4 years ago
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Walkies

Walkies by Ray Kitten The crisis I now faced was of my own design, or at least crafted by my negligence. I had figured myself to be a man capable of great feats of drinking, as well as somewhat of a poker 'ace', if you will pardon the phrase. My first co- ed mixer had managed to shake me of both illusions. By the next morning I was sporting a hangover the size of a football field and was owing a figure roughly equal to a year's tuition. Mary, it turned out, was a card shark...

3 years ago
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An Unusual Walkabout

An Unusual Walkabout By - Anna Feie I work out of the home most weeks that suit me just fine. I can wear what I like, act like I want to and in simply English - live my life as I want without public scrutiny. All we, guys and gals who are transgendered (hate that word) is acceptance. Enough of the soapbox. Some years ago, I had the opportunity to go ?walkabout? so I went. I have a great deal of experience being one of the ancient crones to still walk this realm, aka Earth. I...

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Sissy Sister Streetwalkers

SISSY SISTER STREETWALKERS by Throne It was a dark street in a disreputable part of the city. Cars cruised up and down, their male passengers eyeing the tawdrily dressed females who strolled along, flaunting their bodies. One car pulled up to the curb. The gruff voice of the driver said, "We're here, sissy. Get your pretty pink ass out of the car and earn me some money." "Yeah," seconded the voice of a female in the passenger seat. "My man needs his beer and you're paying for...

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The Timewalker

Sienna watched the sky and waited. She didn’t fancy getting caught in the rain without good cause. A simple shower wouldn’t suffice, there needed to be a storm with thunder and lightning. Without it, heading down to the abandoned depot would be a fruitless walk in the rain.She closed her eyes and could see his face, his dark hair, long and wavy, and his soul-piercing eyes, the color of dark chocolate. If she concentrated hard enough, she could feel his fingertips touching her skin, smell the...

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3 years ago
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Skinwalker

She held my hand as we walked up the stairs together towards her dorm room. My heart was beating fast and I was understandably nervous, a part of my brain registering that I should be more worried that my hands might be sweaty or I should have worn more cologne, but I was so lost in the moment I was mainly just excited and happy. My knees even felt a little weak walking up the stairs. Pulling my hand was Lisa, my long term crush, her long dark hair tickling past her shoulders to her upper back,...

Fetish
3 years ago
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Jackie Takes a Walk or Walkies

Jon was very pleased with the DVD I sent and couldn’t get enough of watching Jackie with his old dog Bruce. We spent many an hour discussing it and then one afternoon, Jon asked if I was ready for round 2? Jon said he had a friend he owed a favour and that we could kill 2 birds with one stone. He asked me if I fancied a weekend in the Quantocks? Jackie’s story Mart suggested we have a weekend away, and he mentioned that the couple who owned Bruce, the dog we’d looked after, had offered the...

3 years ago
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Longings

This is a story written as if in a dream… a fantasy… a fantasy of a man who has been away from his wife for months together… the man and his wife are working in separate cities… And the man is about to be united with his wife 6 days later… This story of mine deals with the acute physical longings translated into acts of fantasy that the man sees while he is sitting on his porch on a balmy Sunday afternoon… * * * * * Sweet, when I reach there on the long leave that we both have been looking...

4 years ago
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Five Taboo Short Stories by Mrs Walker

#1 "Fun in the Bathroom with my Daughter" #2 "I Have Sex with my Son on the Train"#3 "My Daughter And I Have Sex on our Driveway" #4 "I sleep with my Daughter"#5 "My Son Strips me Naked on our Driveway"Story #1 "Fun in the Bathroom with my Daughter" by Mrs WalkerI want to spend more time looking at my naked body in the mirror, but I leave my bedroom and walk naked down the hallway to get my eighteen year old daughter Krissy so we can take a shower together. When I enter her room, she is sitting...

2 years ago
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Christmas Wedding Part 3 Smith and Walker

Two weeks before Christmas Lord Bradford and Lady Ophelia Smith had bucked longstanding family tradition of hosting an annual Christmas soiree at their Barnstead, Lincolnshire, England estate and decided to throw a smaller family gathering for the multiple Smith branches as well as the Walkers, their granddaughter's aunt and elder cousin, two weeks early. The reason that they were hosting it two weeks early was due to the couple going to the United States to spend Christmas with the...

2 years ago
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Brian gets a very special surprise for his birthda

"Come on Brian, seriously. What do you want for your birthday?" Rachel pressed. She'd been after him for a hint, some idea of what he wanted or needed. And though his birthday was still several weeks away, there really wasn't anything he could come up with.Brian and Rachel had known one another for several years. Theirs was a "platonic" though very friendly relationship. Rachel was a lesbian married in every sense of the word except "legally" by archaic State laws. Brian was also friendly with...

4 years ago
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Brian Ashley Chapter 1 Library Exhibitionists

This story features Ashley and Brian once again, though this time there is less of a focus on their interactions with Ashley’s sister Madison (and Madison’s girlfriend Alyssa). Instead, we see what else Ashley and Brian have gotten themselves into. The stories are definitely connected and take place at the same time, more or less. This story is also told from Ashley’s perspective instead of Brian’s, though the events featured will generally be separate. It is possible that you will encounter...

3 years ago
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Longly Prep 2

Introduction: This part may get a bit confusing. There are flashbacks which are marked with * , but so are texts and notes. I tried my best to use the criticism from the last part to make this one better. I woke up in my den. I felt really warm. I slowly opened my eyes and my head started pounding the second I did. I sat up and realized I was naked. I wrapped the blanket around me and opened a window. The door was still locked. I noticed my clothes strewn across the floor. I started to dress...

4 years ago
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Bicurious In College No Longe

I always considered myself straight and definitely acted the part. However, when I was learning about sex and started looking at porn online, I would find myself searching for guys as well as girls. Something about comparing my cock to another guys interested me. I would get glimpses in the locker room and shower, but I was so nervous that I'd get caught looking that I never was able to take it all in. Early on I noticed a pair of my sister panties in the laundry room. It was a white lacy...

3 years ago
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Brian find a Mistress

Finding the Mistress of his dreams(All characters are fictional and any connection to anyone living is coincidental except for my slave Jasmine and myself)Part 1Brian Carter was a very successful businessman, having over the last ten years made several million dollars as a day trader.  He was 38, 5’10? 165lb and fit body and lived in a penthouse condo in Miami by himself, as he had not met the woman of his dreams.  His fantasies were of being owned by an extreme dominatrix who would control his...

1 year ago
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Brian and John Part 2

So later that night after the amazing sex we had we went out to get a bite to eat at dinner brian goes I don't know if you be up for it or not but why don't we go to a bathhouse and get a private room I said sure but I never been to a bathhouse heard of them but never been in one and I'm down to experience it so we finish dinner and I google a bathhouse close to our position I go brian theres one not that far from here we can walk there then take a cab back to the hotel brian goes sounds good...

2 years ago
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Brian

Brian by Baby Swallow Think of your average British male... no not British specifically, male would probably do it, testosterone has a way of distracting which is so all encompassing and i see no reason it wouldn't be universal across the entire genus, but Brian is a male at a very special moment of personal evolution, he has just worked it out. The way it Started Brian is working hard on his project, it's nice work and he does it well. He is moderately successful, his work...

2 years ago
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Brian Ch 06

Chapter 06: The Adventure Begins Brian sat on the couch being tossed around by the storm outside. All he could do was drift with the rolling waves and hope that they survived the night and would be rescued the next day. The waves hit the sides of the boat and caused the wet party to bounce around the insides like the victims of a vehicle rollover. ‘I think I am going to be sick,’ Roger exclaimed and headed for the tiny bathroom. He shut the door and the sounds of his retching and throwing up...

2 years ago
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Brian and Michelle The Red Dragon Social Club Ch

For the intervening week before the next meeting, Michelle was very excited. She was an exhibitionist at heart, and after picking ‘Lapdance’ as their activity she fully expected to be giving one to Brian, and that thought made her wet and excited. At the meeting, Brian explained the plan. “I’ll pick you up on Wednesday night. We’ll be staying away overnight, and on Wednesday night we shall be going out somewhere very posh and expensive, so you’ll need to dress up. An evening gown sort of...

2 years ago
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Brian and Michelle The Red Dragon Social Club Ch

For the intervening week before the next meeting, Michelle was very excited. She was an exhibitionist at heart, and after picking ‘Lapdance’ as their activity she fully expected to be giving one to Brian, and that thought made her wet and excited. At the meeting, Brian explained the plan.“I’ll pick you up on Wednesday night. We’ll be staying away overnight, and on Wednesday night we shall be going out somewhere very posh and expensive, so you’ll need to dress up. An evening gown sort of dress,...

1 year ago
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Brian and Joseph Monday

Thanks for the positive feedback on the first installment. For those who haven’t read it, check here (http://stories.xnxx.com/story/35120/Brian_and_Joseph_pt._1%3A_Beginning_to_Experiment). For those who have and didn’t like it, please leave comments on what you don’t like. I’ll try to fix it. If you don’t like the overall idea, however, I’m not going to be changing that since it’s an experience I had that’s hot, and I also suspect a lot of people out there can relate. Brian was the first...

4 years ago
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Susan and Nat in Adam 3 Nat Longs Love

Last night Susan sneaked to my bed to make love, the night after Natalie's first orgasms she doesNice Nat is still a virgin but she knows now she longs to leave her cherry at me in awesome A'damPlease Professor Peter will you make me a woman here before we will leave back to the States?Peter you are so sweet to me and my mom so I trust you completly, hope you will do me the honourWe will see tomorrow my dear, I take you in my arms to bring you back into the arms of old MorpheusWe will share my...

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Brian ndash My First Boyfriend and Wet Humping

First MeetingI met Brian when I was at University. I had just turned 19. I was studying accountancy and he was studying arts. We had little in common apart from our social ineptitude which was what brought us together in the first place. He was incredibly good looking but had the most appalling social skills, even worse then mine. I had never been a social person and kept to myself at Uni. I had no friends there and had no time for social activities anyway. I was living in a flat on my own,...

3 years ago
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Brian and my mom

Brian was on his way to my house and he has stoped at the sex shop to get me a new toy and lube. He stopped in said Hi to the girl and got me a supersize dildo/butt plug and a jumbo size bottle of ultra slick lube. he was planning of taping him fucking me with this toy.When Brian got to my house, he knocked on the door and my mom answered. He asked if I was home and mom said no, but he could come in and wait if he wanted to. Brian couldn't help but watch mom in her silky gown, as she walked...

2 years ago
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Brian and Joseph pt 1 Beginning to Experiment

It was an ordinary summer night for Brian and Jospeh. Brian was spending the week at Joseph’s family’s vacation home just outside the city. It was an older house, from the ‘70s or ‘80s, and the basement where they stayed showed that: plush beige carpets and wood paneling were hallmarks. The boys were both thirteen, both going into eighth grade. Both were around 5’8” and slightly nerdy. Both were wirey and tall for their age groups, but Brian was brown-haired with large hazel eyes, bedroom...

2 years ago
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Brian

King John was not a good man, he had his little ways, and sometimes no one spoke to him for days and days and days. A, A.Milne You’ll remember Brian of course, who can ever forget a good ‘Cause Célèbre’? And I always think of those lines by A.A. Milne whenever anyone mentions Brian, because Brian wasn’t a good man, though he wasn’t all bad, few people are, and he certainly had his little ways, no doubt about that! And being a bit of a loner, sometimes not even his wife spoke to him. The...

2 years ago
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Brians house

My mom and daddy were fighting about her enjoying all the big black dicks she's been doing, so I grabbed some stuff and went to Brian's house to hang out. I told Scotty that I was leaving til shit calmed down. He laughed and said he was headed to work.Once I got to Brian's house, his mom let me in and told me that I could go up to Brian's room if I wanted. I put my stuff down on the counter and went in the refrig to get a glass of iced tea. I had put ice in my glass from the freezer door...

4 years ago
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Brians Story

Truth or dare Stephanie asked Allie. Dare Allie replied. Stephanie took another sip of Jack and said "I want you to take Brian's virginity and I get to watch." Allie swallowed her glass of whisky and grabbed both Brian and Steph by the hand and lead them to the bathroom. Brian was a big boy, sixteen years old and six foot six inches tall and about two hundred twenty five pounds and not very smart nor good looking. He was the center on the football team and nobody could get past him. But he was...

3 years ago
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Brian gets home schooled

Rose was probably the best looking forty year old most guys had ever seen. Around 5’5”, slim with large natural boobs and long brunette hair. She kept her skin and nails immaculate and wore a sensible amount of make-up, unless going out, then full war paint. She was an office manager in charge of lots of men and women so did not lack in self-confidence. During the day she was dressed in perfectly co-ordinated business attire and at night in stunning short, low-cut dresses. But she could...

2 years ago
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Brians Dad

I was getting ready to close the sex shop for the night, when this guy came in. At first I didn't really pay attention on who it was, until he asked about the different kinds of lube. I looked up and seen that it was Brian's dad, Mr. Peters. I said hi and took him over to the large selection of lubes. He told me, that the local d**gstore, just doesn't have the right kind of lube.He asked which lube Brian and I use. I shown him the bottle that looked like a bullet. I poured a little on his...

2 years ago
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Brians new smart phone pays off by PO469

It felt wonderful and exciting as the pair of warm, moist, firm, mature lips slid up and down the length of Brian’s teenaged cock. This was Brian’s first real blowjob. One of the young girls his age that he had been lucky enough to be with had put a couple inches of him in her mouth but did not know what to do very well and soon gave up, disappointing him, but here was an experienced woman who was well versed in sucking cock as well as, if not better than any slut he had watched in any of the...

4 years ago
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Brian and Rachel

Hi again. I hope you like this story as much as you did "Terri". Like my other stories this one contains homosexual encounters. If that offends you then you shouldn't be here in the first place. With this story as the others I've tried to treat the sexual portions with romance and love. Hope it worked Kristina M. Ward [email protected] BRIAN AND RACHEL by Kristina Ward It wasn't the fact that he kept looking at me that bothered me so much but it was more the way...

1 year ago
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Brian and clare

Clare was your normal teenage girl. She indulged in clothes and went crazy for all the pop stars and all. And because of this, nobody would have guessed or even believed what had happened to her a few months ago. Though she had a curvaceous body, nobody really fantasized about her as they saw her as prude and wouldn’t be into these things. It all started that Sunday evening. Clare had gone to a class gathering at a restaurant. The day was pretty hot and Clare decided to wear something light and...

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