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I suppose I was a bit naïve to think that when my 23 year old daughter, Sara, moved out and into her own small house, that it would mean a reduction in the support that she got from her Mom and me. Not so much financially, as she has a good job and earns more than I, but almost every week since she moved in I've had to go around and do some work on the place.

About a month ago, I came to the end of a three week stint, during which time I had wallpapered her two bedrooms and painted the living room ceiling. I would go around Sara's place every night after work, and not get back home until past ten. As I was about to leave on that last night, Sara called me into the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big squeeze, saying how much she loved me, and what a great job I'd done. I told her it was my pleasure. And that was the truth. Sara had always been a good girl, and had never given either me or her Mom any reason to chastise her the way most other parents had had to do with their k**s.

Sara said that as a thank-you she would like to have me round the next night as her dinner guest. Now Sara is a great cook, and I told her that her Mom and I would be delighted to attend. At that point, my daughter said that she would love to have both of us over some time next week, but that tomorrow would be a special evening just for me, by way of gratitude for all the work I had done; and still to do, she joked. She made me promise that I would be there for seven the following night, and told me positively that there would be no work involved. I told her that I would be honoured to come, and gave her a goodnight peck on the cheek before setting off for home.

Next day, I finished at the insurance office where I work at about five, went home, showered, and changed into some comfortable slacks and a shirt. Then I set off for Sara's at about six-thirty, having said goodbye to my wife, who was extremely jealous that she hadn't been invited and was going to miss out on a good meal.

I arrived at Sara's bang on seven. I opened the front door with my own key and entered the living room. Sara was not there so I shouted to let her know that I was here. Her voice rang out from the kitchen. She told me to sit on the couch and said that she would be in to join me very soon.

It was a beautifully warm night, and as I made myself comfortable on the plush sofa, I found myself nodding off. I was awoken with a start by Sara's voice behind me. As I sat up suddenly, I turned to my right and saw my daughter leaning over the back of the couch, her right hand outstretched holding a tray on which were balanced two drinks.

'Just as you like it, sir', she said, in a mock trolley dolly voice, 'white rum and coke on the rocks'.

I hesitated for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was only a few seconds. It was not because I didn't want the drink; in fact, it was just what I wanted on such a hot night. No, I wavered because of the vision of my daughter before me. Her normally long, wavy, chestnut hair was piled high up on her head. She was wearing going-out make-up around her eyes and cheek bones, and her full lips were a violent slash of red. My gaze went down her long, aquiline neck and onto her square, flawless shoulders. From them hung two slender straps. My eyes automatically followed them down to the slivers of black velvet that barely covered her well proportioned breasts. It was a male's normal a****l reaction that made me crane my neck in an effort to see beyond the flimsy material. As her right aureole came into view, I felt a little twitch in my groin. It was brown and large; about the diameter of a coffee saucer. Sara gave a discrete cough, which brought me to my senses, and I reached up and took the proffered drink.

I thought I sensed the hint of a smug smile as she moved around from the back of the couch to sit on the chair opposite. She put the tray and her glass on a small table beside the chair and turned around to sit down. It was only then that I realised that her floor-length dress was slit down the right side. I don't mean a slit from ankle to knee, nor even from ankle to mid-thigh. No, her dress was split right the way up to her the hip.

Sara sat down on the chair slowly. I tried to fight it, but my eyes were glued to her long legs as she slowly crossed right over left. The material to the lower side of the slit fell to the floor, whilst that to the left almost fell off Sara's legs completely. My daughter picked up a piece of the material that still clung to her legs. I thought that she was going to pull it so that she showed only a modest amount of thigh. But no. Instead, she threw it to the floor, leaving both of her long, shapely legs entirely exposed to her father's gaze.

Now I know that it was wrong of me to become aroused, but how many guys reading this can honestly say that they would have averted their eyes? I can tell you the answer; not too many!! All fathers look at their daughters when they are dressed provocatively. The male instinct to procreate is much stronger than the modern taboo which says that a female relative is out of bounds.

I tried to look at my drink, at the wall, the floor, the ceiling. Anywhere but at the body of my little girl sitting opposite me. But it was no good. Every piece of skin that was exposed shone as though she had covered herself in a thin veil of perspiration. I just wanted to go over to her and fondle those long, lithe limbs. And then, as if to tease me even further, as though she were even doing this on purpose, Sara asked me if I liked the dress, stating very clearly that she had bought it especially for tonight. I coughed a little as I realised that she had caught me staring at her, and commented that it was very pretty. She then informed me that the high heeled black ankle strap sandals that she wore were also part of the ensemble. As if my gaze needed to be drawn to them, Sara started to swing her raised foot, suggestively.

She engaged me in small talk, but much to my disgust the swelling in my pants refused to go away. I made a clumsy and obvious attempt to cover my shame, but this just seemed to make Sara want to tease me even more. She leaned over to her left to put her glass on the floor beside the chair, knowing full well that the table to her right was much nearer. The whole purpose of which it appeared was to allow the split in her dress to expose almost all of her right hip. I took a sip of the rum and coke to whet my mouth; it had suddenly become bone dry. With her eyes momentarily off mine, I took the opportunity to stare hard at her. Man she was beautiful. And no way could she be wearing any underwear with that dress, I remember thinking.

Then, within the blink of an eye, my daughter had uncrossed her legs and was rising from the chair. She sauntered over to me, and took my empty glass. I noticed that her long fingernails were painted the same shade of red as her lips.

'Take your seat at the table, monsieur,' this time as a French trolley dolly, 'dinner is served.'

As she walked into the kitchen, I saw that her dress was backless almost down to the crack of her ass. She must have paid a fortune for it. Outfits like that don't come cheap.

Dinner was absolutely wonderful. I tried as hard as I could not to stare at her breasts, as the bodice of her dress defied gravity and refused to expose them. But I realised that most of the time I was u*********sly trying to lean to one side or the other to get a better view.

After the entrée was finished, I remarked to Sara that it was a pity that such a lovely meal was prepared for her dad and not for a boyfriend. At that, Sara rose from the table, walked around to my side, and plonked herself in my lap. As my daughter put her arms around my shoulders, it was only natural for me to put my left hand around her waist.

'Dad, you are the most important man in the world to me,' she began, ' and you always will be.'

As she slowly moved her mouth to my right ear, I allowed my hand to drop slightly towards her exposed hip. Just as my little finger touched the bare, soft, smooth skin that covered her hips, and the swelling in my groin reappeared – probably to her notice- my daughter whispered:

'Dad, I want you to know that I'd do anything for you. Anything.'

Then she gave me a tender kiss at the corner of my mouth, and leaned back.

'And if it makes you feel any better,' she announced, 'why don't we agree that you will be my boyfriend tonight.'

I laughed and said she had a deal; I wouldn't nag her anymore.

As she stood up from my lap, I noticed a smile on her lips as she looked down at the lump that was in my pants. So she had felt it.

She took the plates into the kitchen and when she returned she handed me a large snifter of cognac. At first I refused, stating that I still had to drive home. Sara said that I was already over the limit and that I should phone her mother up to tell her that I'd be spending the night here.

'The phone's at the end of the couch,' she shouted as she walked to the staircase. 'Give Mom a ring now. I just want to show you something else I bought especially for tonight.'

With that she disappeared upstairs.

I knew I couldn't drive, but I didn't phone my wife, figuring I could catch a cab home. Anyway, at least that meant I could drink the rather nice brandy Sara had given me. Combined with the rum and coke I'd had before dinner, and the bottle of wine that we had shared at the table, I was feeling quite squiffy as I heard the distinctive sound of my daughter's high heels coming down the stairs.

As she came into view with the words, 'What do you think?', I nearly choked on my drink. My daughter was standing not three feet in front of me. She was still wearing those sexy black, high heeled sandals, but as my eyes rose up her long, silky legs, I got to the top of her thighs before I saw a scalloped hem. Sara was wearing an ultra short, frilly black nightie held up by two thin straps. Her long hair now fell in thick wavy curls around her shoulders, and she had obviously applied more lip-gloss.

To answer her question I said that she looked stunning, but asked her whether she didn't think it was inappropriate.

'I agree it would be if you were my father tonight,' Sara began, with the hint of a smile playing on her lips, and a smouldering look in her brown eyes. 'But we've already agreed that tonight you are my boyfriend, so it's not inappropriate at all.'

Sara then asked if I'd phoned her Mom yet. I shook my head and said that it would be better if I left. Once again this was a cue for my daughter to come and place herself on my lap. Putting her arms around me, she said:

'Dad, I've seen the way you look at me. A girl knows the look of desire when she sees it in a man'

I defended myself by saying that it was difficult not to look at her like that, the way she dressed tonight. I was only human after all.

'I don't just mean tonight, Dad. Ever since I was a teenager, whenever I wore a short skirt or a tight sweater, you'd be looking at me the way you have this evening.'

I said nothing. I was too ashamed.

'Take a look around you Dad. The doors are locked, the windows are bolted and the curtains are pulled. We can do anything we like in here and nobody will ever know.'

My daughter began to run her fingers through my hair as she offered herself to me. The fact that I wasn't already up and running away from the house told us both that my mind was not as made up as it should be in these circumstances. Sara continued to tempt me:

'You know you want me Dad. And you know that I want you. Just pick up the phone and tell Mom that you're staying over. Just make that one call and you'll get full boyfriend privileges.'

I looked up at her with a quizzical expression on my face.

Sara stood up and moved a step away from me. My hard on was now highly visible through my pants, and told her more than any words could say about how right she was.

Slowly, she brought her hands up to the shoestring straps that held up her flimsy lingerie. Tantalisingly, my daughter slipped them from her shoulders, and I had to catch my breath as first of all her breasts and then her pussy came into view. I had been trying to catch a glimpse of them all night, and now they were being brazenly paraded in front of me. Their heaving told me that Sara, too, was in a high state of arousal. As she fondled her boobs with one hand, and let the other play around the neatly cropped bush around her love box, Sara said:

'Just pick up the phone, Dad, and all of this is yours.'

We both knew that there could only be one solution. Even before my hand had reached the receiver, Sara had gone to the far end of the couch. As I dialled my home number to tell my wife that I couldn't come home, because I was going to be spending the night fucking our daughter, Sara had lain down with her left leg on the floor, and the spike heel of her right sandal rubbing along my ever growing shaft.

As my wife answered, my daughter was gently biting the nail of her right forefinger in a very seductive manner. Her left forefinger was busy rubbing between the flaps of a very pink, and clearly damp, vagina. I hoped that my voice would not betray my intentions, but what wife would possibly think that a husband could be seduced by their own daughter. As our conversation came to an end, Sara, moved her hand from her mouth and motioned that she wanted the phone. With her other hand she beckoned me towards her.

By the time she had started talking to her mother, my hands were already busily caressing my daughter's legs. I had been correct. Her body glistened all over with a layer of oil. I brought my tongue to the inside of Sara's right knee, and began to slowly lick my way up her slim thigh. As I came close to the honey pot, and the sweet smell of my daughter's freshness, I heard her voice begin to falter. And then, as the tip of my tongue touched her swollen labia for the first time, her free hand came down to my head and began to knead my hair. As I licked upwards, and my tongue parted her lips, she could hold back no more. Sara quickly said goodnight to her Mom, threw the phone to the floor, and with both hands, pulled my face into her pussy. My daughter moaned loudly as I roughly bit and rubbed her clit. After a couple of minutes she was into the throes of a full orgasm.

But a woman is not like a man; she needs little time to recover. Soon, Sara was pulling me up towards her lips.

'I want to taste myself on you', she whispered.

Our mouths met in a violent embrace. Lips, tongues and teeth, sucked, licked and bit at each other. I felt her left hand move down towards my pants. I could hardly believe it; this was my very own flesh and blood that was now undoing my belt, now unbuttoning my trousers, and now feverishly groping for my enlarged glans. When I felt my daughter's hands grasp my balls for that first time, I thought I was going to come there and then. Sara refused to let me take my dick out myself; she wanted to do it. She was licking at my ear when I felt her hand pull my phallus out of its cloth prison. More than anything I wanted it to be inside her. I felt her thumb rubbing over the top of my helmet, trying to open up my slit with nail of her little finger. I knew that I wouldn't be in her very long before I shot my load. She was moving my dick around until it was in just the right position, and I heard her hot breath next to my ear as she said just one word:

'Push'.

As my hips slid forward, I felt the initial obstacle of a tight pussy give way to my attacking weapon. And then it was just ecstasy. My dick was cocooned in the warm, wet and tight space of my daughter's twat. I had to raise myself on straightened arms to see my rod pistoning in and out of her before I would allow myself to believe that I was actually fucking my own offspring. That her face was a picture of rapture made things all the more pleasurable.

I looked down at her body and realised that there was no way on earth that I could have a girl as gorgeous as her in any normal way. Sara was real centrefold material.

Her growls and yelps told me that she was close to orgasm again, and as she bucked underneath me, I lowered myself to her tits and sucked hard on her nipples. I heard her heels clicking together as they locked behind my back, and then I was ready. I began to pump her real fast. Then, just as I thought that my cock was going to spontaneously combust from the friction, the juices began to roll. I gritted my teeth to hold back as long as possible, and man, when it came, it came. I must have flooded the inside of my daughter's womb with buckets and buckets of hot salty cum.

We lay in each other's arms for about half an hour, gradually returning to normal breathing. Then Sara suggested we go to her bed. Naked except for her high heels, I followed my daughter upstairs to her room. She told me to lie on the very edge of the bed. I did as ordered. She came and stood by my side, and then, bending from the waist, she lowered her face to my groin. As her hair tumbled onto my tummy, I felt my daughter's hot, wet mouth envelop my flaccid penis. I looked sideways at her body. Her legs were slightly parted, yet arrow straight as she bent over me. Her four inch heels made her insteps appear almost vertical. Her ass was small and tight, her tummy flat, and her back had a nice inward curve.

The effect of her body on my eyes and her mouth on my prick soon had me at full size again. As my daughter's head bobbed up and down along my shaft, I stretched out my hand to move her locks out of the way of my field of vision. The sight of my dick made red from the lipstick on my daughter's face was enough. I told her I was coming and asked her to squeeze my balls. She looked up at me with just her eyes, and intimated that she had something better in mind. She was right. As she carefully inserted her right forefinger up my ass and began to move it back and forth, I knew I was going to explode immediately.

As my fluid lashed the inside of my daughter's mouth, she rolled her tongue across the tip of my penis, and forced her finger as far up my ass as it would go. I don't know where I made it all that night, but once again, I felt my prick convulse time after time as my spunk seeped out into Sara's throat. When I was all done, my daughter pulled her finger out of my asshole, wiped some of my semen from around her lips with it, and proceeded to lick it dry. She fell on top of me, kissed me goodnight, and then we both went into a deep, deep sleep.

When I awoke next morning at about 8am, the sun was dappling through the curtains onto Sara's naked body. I took a long look at her. The curvature of her spine, following on from her beautifully long neck, made her look like a goddess in repose. The mound of her ass reminded me of a soft peach. And at the end of her long legs, she still had on those sexy black high heels. I wondered whether the events of the previous night would be a one off. If that was to be the case then I wanted to make sure that I got my money's worth, so to speak.

I moved over and spread my daughter's legs a little. I looked down to see that I was once again rock hard. I then looked at her ass, and knew that I wanted to fuck it. I parted her cheeks and saw her tight little ass hole. I brought my face down, let my tongue out, and began to lick it. My daughter moaned softly in her sleep. After a couple of minutes, Sara's ass hole was good and wet. I quietly positioned myself in between her legs and rested the moist tip of my prick against it. I pressed forward with my hips, and the tip of my cock disappeared up her ass.

Sara groaned a little more loudly now. I moved my knob in and out for a while until she got used to it, then I started to let my shaft slide in. My daughter was half awake as I let her have my full length. By the time I was into my stride, my balls banging against her ass cheeks, Sarah was groaning loudly. I lowered myself onto her and began to nuzzle at her neck whilst I fucked her. It took me about ten minutes of rapid thrusting to get me to the point of no return. I had the sudden desire, like you see in porno films, to cum over my daughter's body. So, just as I was about to climax, I pulled out my meat, and directed a jet of spunk up her back and into her hair. Then, I asked her to turn her head sideways so that I could flick whatever was left in my cock onto her face. It was more than I could have hoped when I saw Sara's right hand come around to her back and begin to rub my muck into her skin.



She was asleep again when I left for home. I had to pinch myself to believe that it had all happened. My wife was already awake when I got in. I told her I'd had a super night, and had been well rewarded for all the work I had put into our daughter's house.

'Sara must have been pleased with your handiwork too.' My wife said.

I looked at her with a puzzled expression.

'She's just been on the phone. Her pipes have sprung a leak and she wonders if you could help her out with some plumbing work tonight.'

'I'll call her straight back', I answered. 'Unblocking pipes is my speciality'.

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The Dawn of a New Eve

Let me tell you about the fascinating woman I met at the dog park the other day. She was sitting on a bench under an oak tree. Our dogs became fast friends and as they tore around the park chasing each other, I sat next to her. The first thing I noticed she was wearing the flag of a person who is receiving chemo, of course I mean the bandanna tied around her head. We talked about dogs and dog parks while we watched our pets. Her dog would play with mine, then suddenly stop, and come to her...

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My Sister Eve

Two years younger than me, she always wanted me to take her out on the lake in our small rowboat. I actually thought about taking her out there and leaving her on the lake, swimming back, it irritated me so much. I hated her always hanging around. That is until one day, I really began to love it. It was hot; the air in the low mountains didn't get as cool at night in the higher elevations. The lake was large. I couldn't even see one end of it from the other. I wasn't having one hell...

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Hungry For Eve

Foreword: This is the first story that I have written by request, and it is partly a collaboration with her. I normally give permission for operators of erotic story web sites to redistribute my stories. However, because this is a collaboration, we ask that you get permission from both of us before posting our story. Authorship for this story belongs to both Hungry Guy and Eve (who has requested to be anonymous). Thanks. I had been lurking in the alt.torture newsgroup for years. I had always...

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New Years Eve

When one of my wife’s girlfriends invited us to a ‘Swinging New Year’s Eve Party’ my wife was simply thrilled and accepted her kind invitation immediately. We hadn’t been out on a New Year’s Eve in many years. However with both of our children in college, why not. She was excited about that party for a week. Of course all she could think about was Christmas before that but as soon as that was over all of her concentration was on that ‘Swinging New Year’s Eve Party.’ She made an...

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A Special Christmas Eve

After such a wonderful first-time bisexual experience with our new close friends Dan & Anna, we arrived home all aglow with our new-found sense of love & understanding. We got some supper & headed up to our room. “ Oh baby, you looked so sexy with Dan's big thick cock in your mouth! The way you were sucking it, you looked like you were really enjoying having a man's big cock to suck on finally?” “ Yeah, I guess you got me on that one. I love how his dick is a bit more...

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Spontaneous Surprise EVE

“Wow, she was right. You do have the sweetest cum” Eve said as she gathered her things. “She talks to you about me as well?” I asked. “Oh, yes. She loves to discuss the guys we have both been able to experience. Another week had flown by at work and still no response from my little cum slut. No answer to my text or any phone calls. At this point, I assumed the worst and tried to put her out of my mind. This was really hard to do. There are so many memories of her expanding my sexual horizons...

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Young Lactating Wife is Impregnated by Hubbys Bosses on New Years Eve

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The night I met Eve

Another true story from my past. Soon after I got out of college, the economy was bad and I was working part time. There was a bar in town where I would hang out with friends. It was more of a beer joint than a bar actually, with bar stools, tables and chairs, pool tables, juke box, kind of a dingy, run down place, but usually a fun crowd and it was run by a guy I knew. I was there one night shooting pool and drinking beer when a woman who hung around there a lot, I’ll call her Cindy,...

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The night I met Eve

Another true story from my past.Soon after I got out of college, the economy was bad and I was working part time. There was a bar in town where I would hang out with friends. It was more of a beer joint than a bar actually, with bar stools, tables and chairs, pool tables, juke box; kind of a dingy, run down place, but usually a fun crowd and it was run by a guy I knew. I was there one night shooting pool and drinking beer when a woman who hung around there a lot, I'll call her Cindy, approached...

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Patriarch Paradise 1 Eve

Private Paradise with six sexy fine females found in India, intimately initiating five tasty teens.Probably the prettiest pervert period of my mighty long love life I experienced in Southern India.Plucked five fine fresh flowers to build my most beautiful bouquet of pink pretty tulip love lips.Philosopher Peter Poet meets Eve and her dear daughters and his meat meets all their cute cunnies.At age thirty-two, thirty-two years back, I travelled overland with a friend from Amsterdam to India.As a...

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A French Maid On Duty At New Years Eve

Hi! This is my second story on this site... in my first story, I told youabout my first experiences as a submissive french maid... a maid who wantsto do anything to please her master (I suggest to read that story first!).Being a maid, serving my master... That's what I like to do. Now this storyis more recent... it's about what happend on December 31 2004... on new yearseve! Some exciting things happened... I spend new years eve with a good friend of mine, and his girlfriend. I metthem years...

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Christmas Eve

THE PRIMING "What a mess!" Rhonda looked around and slowly shook her head. She could only blame herself. She was standing in the break room of the credit union of which she was manager. As a little Christmas Eve gift for all her employees she had volunteered to be the one who stayed late to do the final cleanup before she left for home. It was a little after four in the afternoon and she had plans for later in the evening. She had assumed that it would take only minutes to clean up after...

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HaremChapter 6 New Years EVE

I was attending a New Years Eve Party set up by a company for their employees. As a stockholder I had been invited. The party was boring and most of the people attending were either trying to get something from you or desperately trying to kiss up or make up for short comings in the past year. I saw her the first time just a few minutes before the count down to the New Year. She had a look about her, a European/Asian face, slim but not skinny body, jet-black hair that was braided into one...

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Coffee Dickens and Christmas Eve

He’d been here for nearly two hours, and his cup had been empty for just about the same amount of time. Lucy watched him from behind the counter, wondering if he’d ever feel her gaze and look up to meet it. So far, he hadn’t. His eyes stayed focused on his book, and he’d been turning pages pretty consistently since she’d been staring. Normally, she wouldn’t just stand back and watch the patrons, but tonight was slow. Rosalia wasn’t much entertainment either. She stayed by the drive through...

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Innocent Wife on New Years Eve

The year was 1988. My name is Luke. At the time, my wife, Maddison (Maddie to her friends) and I were both 20 years old. I was active duty in the Marine Corps and we were stationed in California where we lived in an apartment off-base.Please note, this is not one of those typical hot-wife stories where I share the knowledge that I have always fantasied about watching my wife with other men. That wasn't the case with me.Additionally, it is not the beginning of a journey to slut-hood for my wife....

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Friends New Years Eve

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Christmas Eve

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Christmas Eve

I was driving home Christmas Eve last year, it was late, a crowd of us from the office had been out drinking and partying. The trouble was I was one of the designated drivers, I drew one of the short straws, literally, and so I had to watch everyone else get legless, and various single and married colleagues paired off for that annual event the 'Christmas Party No Strings Fuck'. How some of them managed to even get as far as the bedroom or the car park in the case of the married ones,...

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What a Christmas Eve

I was not in the best of moods. My live in girl of 5 years was at her parents. On Christmas-friggen-eve. And I was alone just like the last 5 years. The argument was the same as every other year. I usually start it, as she is getting ready to leave. "Why do you have to go?" "Because I always spend Christmas eve with my mom and dad. You know that." "We should be together on Christmas." "I'll be back late tomorrow and we can spend Christmas night together." "Why don't I just come...

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Christmas Eve

“Fucking hell! Why the frigging fuck am I in this fuckin’ office on Christmas Eve! There’s nobody else here! It’s like a bleedin’ ghost town! What the fuckin’ bleeding, bloody hell am I meant to do when Governance aren’t here to release the code and QA haven’t checked it anyway!” He was distinctly unhappy. The whole project had been a disastrous maladministered heap of mis-managed poor design as far as he was concerned; he was grateful to be just one of the developers (even though he was...

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New Years Eve

Copyright My sister and I were always close. When we were kids, we looked out for each other. As adults, we have not lived near one another, but we remain close. Our childhood was one of few material goods and much turmoil. After our father abandoned us to run off with a young girl, mother had a constant stream of lowlife sharing her life. So it was up to my sister Ann and I to take care of one another. Now, 20 years later, I found myself staying at my sister's place over the holidays. Her...

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CorruptionChapter 16 New Years Eve

Al had been faced with a tough decision, when Caleb became his host. Despite the fact that Caleb hadn't been aware of what he was agreeing to, when he accepted Al as a Companion, the human did become Al's host. He held Al's allegiance. That loyalty had driven the decision to hold back the information about the coming apocalypse for the human species. A single Companion, and a single unimportant human, couldn't change the fact that aliens would come with the goal of retribution. Al...

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All Hallows Eve

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Jock TalesJR YearChristmas Eve

Jock Tales—Jr YR—Christmas Eve After Thanksgiving went kinda slow, not much happening—at least not much in the getting my dick sucked category. I sneaked over to moms house a week later, and put the lights up on the house, then went and got a tree and dragged it inside. I went back Christmas Eve, and playing Santa Clause, after Jennie called to report Dustin had finally gone to bed. I got him the most awesome BMX mountain bike, all aluminum—he became the envy of the whole neighbor hood. It was...

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Becoming a Cuckold on New Years Eve

The sexual revolution in the Western world from the 1960s to the 1980s was a time of amazing transition. Our society was becoming increasingly accepting of sex outside of traditional heterosexual, monogamous relationships. Sex outside of marriage and homosexuality, as well as other alternative forms of sexuality, were much less taboo. The development of birth control pills also helped to make non-spousal sex more enjoyable.My name is Kendra, and I live in the Atlanta area and graduated from...

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New Years Eve

Hi All hope everyone had a great New Years Eve. My date Robert (a few stories posted about him) picked me up. I opened the door and he just said WOW you look amazing. I was wearing my new black lace trim party dress, black stockings with bows up along he seams, red high waist 6 strap garter belt, black lace panties, my new falsies under a black satin lace trim push-up bra, red heels (went well with the thick red leather belt around my waist.) Wore my shoulder length black wig that framed my...

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Christmas Eve

I guess my problem started during Christmas vaca- tion when I was 18. My parents were on a two week second honeymoon in France, and my Aunt Jill had agreed to take care of our rather large house and of me. Jill, who was 28 at the time, was still recovering from the shock of losing her husband in an automobile accident, so I was skeptical about my chances of having a merry Christmas in the midst of so much gloom. To my great surprise, though, Jill's spirits were high, and the two days before...

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Every Day Will be Like a Holiday Chapter 5 Conquering Christmas Eve

I woke up the next morning on Christmas Eve smelling like cream soap and Rick’s musk. We spent the evening before in the shower trying to clean various forms of sugar, syrup and other stickiness off each other, but there was no hot water heater big enough in the world that could accommodate the kind of good, clean fun we had gotten ourselves into. I lay in bed half awake and half dreaming about the way Rick’s hands glided all over the contours of my body with his wet, slippery, soapy hands. I...

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My Friend8217s Wife On Christmas Eve

Hello Friends, I am 31 years old my name is Rohan I am 5’5 in height slim guy 55 in weight fair black hair. After reading so many nice stories I thought of writing my incident too which happened on 24th December Christmas Eve. I am very close to all my friends we decided to go to Lonavla for Christmas Eve all friends.The plan was made we left on 24th morning by car we all stay in Mumbai we had one Innova.We were 5 of us two couples and me single.I loved my friends wife a lot cause she is very...

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The Path of Eve

Some breeds of fish are able to switch gender so that male/female ratios optimal for breeding are maintained. Certain breeds of frog are also able to change gender. Imagine a reality in which humans were endowed with this capability. What would junior high school be like in such a world? The Path of Eve By Carleton Vincent Organ music blared as the processional came up the center aisle...

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New Years Eve

New Years Eve By Cheryl Lynn This is a work of fiction and any relationship to persons or events is purely accidental. Like my other "Eve" stories, this contains unwanted sex and humiliation. If these stories are not to your liking, Do Not Read. You have been warned. This story may be downloaded for personal pleasure only and any other use prohibited without the author's consent. [email protected]. New Years...

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New Years Eve

Following my divorce a few years ago, I hit the road over the holidays and went to three college bowl games in various cities. I ended up in Atlanta on New Year’s Eve. I refused to sit in the hotel room alone for the night. I found an Uber and headed to a local club that was having a big party. I had never been to this club but it had a great reputation around the area.I arrived to a line of people waiting to get inside. I got in line and waited thirty minutes to get in. To pass the time, I...

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New Years Eve

My name is Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam. New Year's eve always makes me recall how my Dad and I became lovers. Before then, if anyone had suggested having sex with my father, I would have told him or her they were crazy. It isn't that I would have been repulsed by the idea; it just never entered my thoughts. Mom left us when I was a senior in high school. My 38-year-old Mom dumped us for her golf instructor who was six years her junior. I came home from school that day in late January...

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The Strawberry Patch Book 3 Life On The SavannahChapter 35 The Holiday Stories Happy New Yearrsquos Eve

The band and I arrived at the Club and I was pleased to see that everything was already set up. Yes, I felt a little guilty too, since I’d spent the previous day in bed hungover. We went to the green room and put on our Father Time beards and robes, finishing off the costumes by putting on a sash that had the old year printed on the front, then we walked down to the stage for our sound check. When the band was ready, I checked the sound guy and the bartenders and servers, and they gave me...

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New Years Eve

Jeff was not satisfied at all. The 22-year old student lived together with his beautiful girlfriend Elaine in a small apartment outside the city. As Elaine worked hard as a secretary, they couldn´t spend a lot of time together. Therefore Jeff was looking forward to the Christmas holidays, but suddenly Elaine told him, that Susan would visit her for some days. Susan was Elaine´s friend and though he had seen her just two or three times, Jeff didn´t like her at all. She had long red hair and was...

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The Chauffeur 50 New Years Eve

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An Evevning With Eve

​I strode into the house, my eyes flashing around looking for you. “Eve!” I called. A small peel of laughter from the bedroom escaped your lips. I whirled and headed for the bedroom. The door swung open and I froze in the doorway. For just a moment I just took in the sight. On the bed lay toys. A glass dildo, a long strap, a new dildo on a large strap, some oils and lube were all laid out and ready. Today looked to be a long and rather enjoyable evening. You sat on the corner of the bed. Your...

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