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The table was set by the time Ariel finished her shower. The woman had been in there for over an hour, trying to scrub away her guilt. No matter how much she tried though, the feeling just wouldn't go away. Her memories slowly returned as she was cleaning herself. The way Cassandra wrapped her around her finger... Just the thought sent a shiver down her spine. Shame, disgust, and arousal were hitting her all at once, and she didn't know what to do... "Finally done with your shower, Kitten?" Cassandra asked from her seat in the kitchen. She had already finished her eggs and bacon and was now reading a newspaper article. She looked up at Ariel and giggled. Ariel wasn't dressed in much of anything. With her dress still in the wash, Ariel only had what Cassandra had put out for her, and that was a pair of jeans and a shirt with a pink, glittery kitten. It was like she was a kid again and Cassandra was her mother...just the mother than had fucked her senseless beforehand. With that horrifying mental image now firm in her mind she looked around. There was even breakfast on the table. Ariel grit her teeth and decided she had no choice but to get dressed. She couldn't risk being jumped by Cassandra again. Even now she felt those damned eyes on her, making her shudder as she recalled just how good it felt in that bathroom's shower. As soon she was dressed in the outfit she was given and started for the door. Sadly, her attempt at escape was cut off by two hands. They grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back towards a nice, warm body. Ariel gasped, trying to turn the knob. "I-I have to get back to my house! My son- " "Your son is a big boy and can wait until you've had breakfast at least," Cassandra interrupted her, gently leading her back to the kitchen. Cassandra put her in her seat, noting how easy it was to bring her back. She gave Ariel her fork and a cup of milk and a big smile. "Now eat." "Fine, it shouldn't hurt." Ariel swallowed hard and went for the eggs first. When she bit into them she scrunched up her face. They weren't BAD but they tasted... off. Cassandra had polished hers off so she knew they were safe at the very least. Fork full after fork full she ate, Cassandra watching, until she just had to know. "What's in these eggs...?" Cassandra just grinned. "It's my special kind of blend~ It's probably because they're fresh. I do have my own chickens. Just eat up." Ariel tilted her head, but she didn't press it further. The less the two had to speak to one another the better. She ate everything and downed the glass of milk. She noticed that it was thicker than usual, but it was certainly sweeter than normal. All done, Ariel was about to get up, but Cassandra caught her hand, keeping her from leaving. "Now, now, Kitten. Before you leave, I want to let you know that you're welcome here any time. I know that you were a bit... freaked out this morning, but I think the world of you, and I hope to see you again soon~" Ariel just nodded, keeping her mouth shut, not knowing if she could return the sentiment. With that, she left the woman to once again leave, but greeting her at the door was her dress from last night hung up and in a laundry bag. It wasn't there a moment ago, and she was sure Ariel hadn't moved it. She couldn't help but wonder if one of Cassandra's statues had hung it up... With Ariel gone and out the door, Cassandra's grin turned into a girlish giggle. What to Ariel was a disaster in hindsight was a great date to the professional Mistress. It was rare to see her expressing her emotions in such a way. The normally reserved yet coy woman was giggling like a little school girl. Had she finally found the one? She thought yes from her point of view, and truly that was all that mattered. As was mentioned before, once Cassandra had her eye on someone, they were hers without question... It took her a moment to calm down, taking in a deep breath to bring back her composure. She couldn't afford to look out of character for her gals. The elevator ride down was always such a hassle. She just wanted to get there. She had so much built up energy and only her gals could release it for her. Cassandra finally got to the bottom floor and stepped into the underground passage. No one knew about this place and she wanted to keep it that way. Her own personal harem.... "Honeys! Your mistress is here!" she called as she walked into the room. Her. "Honeys" or Gals sat in the middle of the large room. The passage led to this room and this room early. How she managed to get something like this built in secrecy was anyone's guess. The walls were painted bright pink with ribbons draped everywhere. The floor was a smooth white tile with heart patterns all about. A large TV that was set off on one of the walls covered in dust. Of course it was underused with the activity in the bed in the middle of the room. The moment Cassandra entered she heard them. Her Gals were always going at it. She smiled as her voice was ignored. Lithe little bodies squirmed about on the sheets, voices cried out only matched by the sounds of squelching liquids. Lubricant slicked cocks buried into well-worn and even better trained asses or plugged plump, pursed lips. Judging by the look of them, there were about ten and all of them had to be around Allison's age. Each one looked as feminine as could be with their creamy soft skin and fair features. It was obvious to Cassandra that they had been up to it since morning the way the silk, pink bed sheets looked. It was the weekend, and it seemed like this was the way they wanted to spend it - fucking each other's' cute little bums until they were near ready to pass out from exhaustion only to do it all over again when they woke up. Cassandra had to climb in the bed for them all to notice her, and once they did, they all stopped immediately, pulling out their erect members from moist holes to fawn over their Mistress like little puppy dogs. They cuddled up to her, some laying their heads on her thighs while others greeted her with kisses on her cheeks and lips. While Cassandra could play the role of a harsh Mistress, she didn't enjoy being that way with her Honeys. They had a very loving relationship that Cassandra had instilled in each one of them. Never get angry. Make love instead. One of them spoke up after all of the rest had finished greeting their Mistress. She had blond hair with milky white skin. Her irises matched the color of her soft pink lips, and in them were hearts.. "So, how did it go? Did Mistwess make a new fwiend?" she said with a bit of a lisp. "Haha, not just a friend, Candy, your new mommy." Cassandra kissed those perfect pink cocksuckers. She hated playing favorites but she felt a special bond with Candy. She was her first convert. Once such a brash, obnoxious youth turned into a sweet drop of Candy. That was where her name came from, after all. Cassandra pet the blond haired sissy, telling them all about everything that happened. She went into amazing detail about the shower scene, how tight Ariel was, how wet and warm her grip was, how the woman squealed and moaned, how her soft skin felt... "Oh my, just talking about it is getting your poor Mistress all hot and bothered." They didn't miss a beat. The first to begin the act of relieving their mistress was a chocolate skinned vision. Her long black hair was tied back in a ponytail, slung back to keep it out of her eyes as she bobbed her head up and down. She only worked a small portion of Cassandra's girth, leaving the rest to the other Honeys. Cassandra smiled, stroking the girl's hair as she was being pleasured. "Cocoa, you've been practicing, haven't you?" Cocoa, one of the newest recruits, smiled around the large object . She, as well as the rest of her. "sisters", held the hearts in their eyes. They shone particularly bright against the dark brown of her eyes. Cassandra continued on as if nothing was happening but they all knew better, Cocoa especially. The way her member twitched and spat out more and more pre cum was all the proof she needed. Despite the lewd acts currently being preformed she decided to tell them all about just what their new mother was like when she wasn't being pinned against shower walls. Each girl seemed to take to her at once, wanting Ariel like Cassandra did. Just like, though, none knew just how hot her lust for that woman burned. What set them all off was when they heard about Ariel's son. The little vamps were easily excited, yes, but when they heard a new girl would be joining them, that just sent them all a twitter. Even Cocoa had forsaken her duty to jump into the large discussion of what they would do with their new sister and what her name should be. Each name was a kind of sweet, revealing another secret of Cassandra's. She had a bit of a sweet tooth like many of the other people in town. Luckily hours upon hours in this room kept her very fit indeed. "Settle down girls," Cassandra said evenly yet with an authority that none of them wished to challenge. They settled down and went back to being attentive, though they were all still visibly excited by the prospect of a new sister, as was she having Ariel for herself. . "You know, maybe we should invite the two of them over for a tea party. We haven't had one in a long time. It will give you girls a chance to meet your new sister and welcome her to the group!" After just having quieted them down, the little chicks were once again chirping like there was no tomorrow, and this time Cassandra didn't stop them so soon, opting to pet Candy instead. The little sissy squirmed under her touch, purring like a cat.. "Seems like it's settled then. I say we make it for next weekend. Of course you all know what that means..." Cassandra didn't even have to say a thing. If they were going to have a party, then they had to go. "SHOPPING!" Of course, not all of them could go shopping. It would be far too much to take all ten of them. Only three could go, leaving the rest to continue their little orgy with one another. While Cassandra was away, they could even play around with some of the statues. That was the beauty of the blindfolds and earmuffs. The person wouldn't be able to tell them apart from Sandra. They had learned her touch well and knew her techniques, becoming masters of teasing to near insanity. So while the Honeys went back to their fun, Candy, Cocoa, and a third one named Mint got ready. Mint was a fresh and breezy as her name suggested. She was off in front of the group, amazed by everything she saw. Mint was the newest Gal to join the group and hadn't seen much of the town before this. Cassandra sent Cocoa to make sure she didn't get into trouble, letting the two explore on their own while she and Candy went about looking for clothes. Like kids were prone to do they dove in between the clothing racks. Cocoa pulled Mint into one more but this time they didn't come out. Cassandra snickered as she thought about what was keeping them in there. She almost felt bad about breaking it up but rules were rules. No hanky panky while there was a new resident. Just as expected, Cocoa had her chocolate treat wedged deep between Mint's bright green lips. It pained her to stop them, especially since she could see Cocoa was just about to cum. Cocoa made a big scene about it, trying to pull Mint right back to her but she made her stop. "I know, honey, I know. It's frustrating, even when the new person isn't around we can't have any fun." Cassandra hugged the angry Cocoa. "Tell you what, if you behave and wait then your Mistress will suck that sweet candy right out of you herself." The promise kept Cocoa as calm as she could be but her poor member was still aching to cum and it made her whine. The pitiful noises her Honey was making killed Cassandra on the inside. "...Candy, can you make sure Mint doesn't get into any trouble, please?" "Yes, Mistwess!" Candy took her hand...and Cassandra's wallet and promised whole heartedly to buy clothes for everyone. With that she took Cocoa into the nearby bathroom and sat her down on one of the stall toilets. "Such an impatient piece of candy~" she sighed, Cocoa squirming as she spoke. The poor thing's cock had pushed against her panties, leaving a large wet spot. Cassandra pulled them down and giggled. The rumors of black people's goods held true with Cocoa. It was a wonder the inexperienced Mint could even handle it. Ten inches of solid girlyboy shaft bulged with veins. It looked just as angry as Cocoa that it was plucked from those suckers. "But you didn't wait so I'm not going to be able to suck it. I'm sorry." The girl bit her bottom lip in frustration but eventually nodded and expelled her anger. "Yes Ma'am..." None of them could stay angry for very long even with a stiffy like this threatening to break through his panties. The sissy would just have to endure until they were done shopping - not an easy feat when surrounded by people in a similar circumstance that she'd enjoy plowing any day of the week. With the situation contained, the two left the bathroom hand in hand. Cocoa's package was hidden under the skirt she wore, her member hidden painfully between her legs. It was an unfortunate punishment, but it was one Cocoa needed to learn. When new families were allowed into the town, sex in the open was forbidden. Ariel and Tyler were not the only ones new to the town. In total, there were five families. That was the maximum per five years that were allowed to move in. Acclimation time, assuming the neighbors weren't overzealous was usually about six months. They were in their second month now, and Cassandra could tell that some people were balking under the stress of not being able to do it wherever and whenever they wanted. "A few more months and it will all be over," she said to herself, deciding to just go window shopping with Cocoa around the mall. She wanted to buy something nice for her Kitten, but what? She was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the girl with blonde pigtails until they incidentally bumped into one another... Alison was out shopping as well and with Alison was always Lea. She was never far behind and quickly helped Alison up to her feet. Today they dressed in matching skirts and tops. The only difference between the two was Leas bright pink collar complete with a dog tag that made Lea look more like a pet than girlfriend. They were there with Camilla who quickly followed up and apologized for her girl. "I'm so sorry, she just loses track of...oh, Cassandra!" She hoped her smile didn't look too forced. Alison had heard from Lea about how long Ariel was out. How she didn't return until the next morning... Camilla knew what THAT meant and it burned her up. She had been trying ever since Ariel got there and it only took Cassandra a day?!? Cassandra didn't seem to notice. Why would she? She didn't know Camilla knew her Kitten. "Hello there, Camilla." She said happily. "What brings you here today? And hello to you two, too!" she gave Alison a hug and looked over to Lea. "I knew you had Alison but who's this little sweetie?" "She's not mine," Camilla said quickly, trying to keep the jealousy out of her voice. "She's a friend's boy." "This is a boy?" Cassandra blinked, looking down at Lea and suddenly looking very worried. Camilla nodded. "But Alison here is very taken with her. Ended up telling her everything about the town so don't worry about it. She's as good as a town member. We just haven't taken her to the church to make it official yet." Lea, who was quiet up until now, couldn't take not knowing anymore. She had heard about the church constantly but never had been.. "What...exactly is the church?" she finally squeaked up. "The church? Well..." Cassandra began, but she felt Cocoa lightly squeeze her hand. Apparently she wanted to be the one to tell what the church was. She stepped right in front of Lea and smiled, showing off her white teeth. Lea couldn't help but blush under the angel's gaze, something Cocoa took as a silent compliment. "Church is where the town gets together to worship the Goddess Vira," she said simply. There was nothing more to it really.. "You'll just have to come to one of our services. I'm sure High Priestess Vanille would just love to meet you. Children are very dear to her after all!" The little sissy was practically beaming, taking Lea's hands into her own and placing them between her small breasts. Alison glared and stared at Lea and cleared her throat. Coca noted this as well and smiled a bit, still holding her hands between her growing bust. She didn't seem to have an intention of letting go. "Do you mind?" Cocoa knew that sound. The sound of jealousy. She smirked, moving Lea's hand over to her soft bosom, something that Alison didn't have and something that Lea seemed to appreciate. "Hello, I'm Cocoa." She introduced herself, pretending not to notice where Lea's hand was. Alison did and it made her furious. "Hmm? Oh, my! I'm sorry!" Cocoa took her sweet time removing Lea's hand from her and gave him a not-so-secret wink, turning back to her mistress. Neither woman noticed what the children were doing. Camilla was biting her tongue while Cassandra told her about how much she liked Ariel. She even went so far as to tell her how close she was to having her and that she was even there buying her some clothes as a gift! She went on and on about this, not seeing how upset it made Camilla until she, Alison and Lea exited. She yanked her daughter by the hand and Lea hesitantly followed them out, taking looks at Cocoa who blew him a kiss before she vanished into the crowd. Lea was in big trouble, being yanked by the ear by Alison. "So? Did you like that SLUT?!" she hissed venomously, her nails digging into his earlobe. It was going to be a long afternoon...

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Sunday Morning Chapter 1

I love to write stories with other people, and this one is no exception. I typically don't post these because they can be considered more fap material than actual stories, however this story felt different. I wrote this with my friend, and unlike most stories, we took our time, though some may disagree and call this rushed. We tried our hand at mixing in suspense, and I feel that it works. We didn't make a hard effort to polish this, so if there are grammar mistakes, which there...

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Sunday Morning Chapter 2 Part 2

And here is the continuation of the previous mid chapter part. As always, like and comment. We really appreciate it. It gives us motivation to move forward with the story at a steady pace. Also, thank you Luvbuster for proofing! Sunday Morning - Chapter 1.5 By: Fire Fly and Rin Ariel was trying to keep the events of the past from her mind while she stayed with Camilla. She had convinced herself that it was all a dream, and with how Camilla was acting she was hard pressed to think it...

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Sunday Love Songs 02

Second and final part. It will make more sense if the first part is read first. Both parts are quite long. ‘Steve Wright’s Sunday Love Songs’ is a real BBC Radio 2 programme: Nine till eleven am GMT every Sunday. I’m not sure if they still do the long lost friends item. In any case, they never connected Kevin and Nicola with each other, since they are both fictional characters! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. —– We left Kevin searching and worrying about Nicola who...

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Sunday Morning

Chapter 1 It felt so warm and cozy cuddled together as we slowly descended from the high of our wonderful lovemaking. We were snugged under a sheet, me with my feet sticking out and one leg over Mark's hip with his damp cock resting on my other leg. "Mmm, I just love our Sunday mornings. No rush, rested-up, your nice hard-on in bed next to me; it's just perfect." "Well, it's not quite so hard now. That was nice, Deb, really nice. I love us being together. That we found each other." "Mmm, yes,...

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Sunday MorningChapter 1

It felt so warm and cozy cuddled together as we slowly descended from the high of our wonderful lovemaking. We were under a sheet, me with my feet sticking out, and one leg over Mark's hip with his damp cock resting on my other leg. "Mmm, I just love our Sunday mornings. No rush, rested-up, your nice hard-on in bed next to me; it's just perfect." "Well, it's not quite so hard now. That was nice, Deb, really nice. I love us being together. That we found each other." "If you're nice...

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Sunday Love Songs 01

I wrote this story as a present for my wife, who loved it (she said), so I decided to post it to see what a less biased audience would make of it. It is rather long, and is in two parts, both of which have been submitted. It is my first submission and depending on the response, it may also be my last! It is written in British English. Though written in the first person, it is not autobiographical. All persons in sexual situations are 18 years old or older. The age of students in the final...

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Sunday Surprise

It was 20 years ago that it happened. It was like a dream or a male version of that old movie "Starman". When I was about 30 years old something or "Someone" strange happened to me. I could only find time in my busy job to run or walk for an hour a week. I had recently bought myself a pick-up truck as a treat. I decided to go looking for a quiet place to walk or run in and I remembered a place called 'Heber Downs Conservation Area' where I had taken, my now wife, Joan on a few picnics and...

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Sunday Night Football Sissy

Sunday Night Football Sissy It's no surprise that we love football here in Texas. We all head out to watch high school ball on Friday nights, and of course we love to cheer on our college boys on Saturdays. And the grown men dominate our Sundays. Especially if you're a sissy slut like me. I am a sissy cock slut who happily serves a small group of men here in town, and things took an interesting turn a few years back when I learned that Master David was an avid Cowboys fan, while...

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Sunday Morning Pleasure

"Are you awake?" Your voice is a soft whisper. I can tell you are trying not to wake me if I am still sleeping. But an expectant undertone tells me that you hope I am awake. Or maybe I am simply hearing more than you've said. I'm not sure. The warm pressure of your body snuggling against my back is what had drawn me from my slumber only moments before your whisper, and I didn’t know if you are simply being affectionate or if you have a more playful, less innocent, intention. Nor am I sure which...

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Sunday Stroll

David James moved up behind the skimpily clad, statuesque brunette and slid his arm around her waist. The girl, Emma Harris, flinched slightly and then appeared to relax as David whispered in her ear, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." David allowed his hand to drift upwards towards the girl's naked breast. In his opinion one of the few good things about the approaching Sa'arm invasion had been the sudden appearance of flesh amongst the female population. A fashion change that...

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Sunday Orgy

Five & Damon had shared an apartment for just over a year they were the best of friends but they both had totally different personalities. While Five was shy and very committed to his long-term girlfriend Joanne. Damon was loud and was in and out of relationships every other week. Five and Damon had an agreement on the apartment so to keep out of each others way the agreement was Wednesday to Saturday nights it was Five's night which meant Damon had to go out and Five had the apartment to...

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Sunday session

Sunday Sessionbypenisleeve©The Sunday session is tradition in Australia. After two days of relaxation the young and the young at heart head for their favourite watering-hole to cap off the weekend before returning to the grind of the working week. I was in town on business for a couple of weeks, I’d come alone leaving Caz, my wife 1 600 Km away. My usual outlet for my excess sexual urges was not on hand, If you’ll pardon the pun, so I sought an alternative. This was acceptable to Caz as long as...

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Sunday on Sticky Street

SUNDAY ON STICKY STREET NUMBER 1... “Bitch” Michael said to Sam. "You acted like a real slut last night, I thought we were going out for a quiet drink.” “A quiet drink at “The Beating Bishop.” You’ve got to be kidding, there’s no such thing as a quiet drink at the “Bishop” on a Saturday night, you know that. Besides, you got on very well with that Highway Patrol man didn’t you!”Sam replied. “It wasn’t him," Michael replied, "it was all that lovely leather.” He giggled. “Besides, he was much...

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Sunday Fun At Office

Hi friends ,this is my first story on ISS and I hope that you will enjoy my story.I am george from kerala And this is a story told to be my friend.I found it interesting and decided to share it .Without boring you more lets get on to the story. It was a Sunday and I have come to the office for some shit work due to some client visit. I just came to office and since it was Sunday no one was there. Being Sunday I just came in a skirt and t shirt. I for the first time in my life came to office...

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Sunday Afternoon Alone in the Dunes

Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It's your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three cars. I...

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Sunday Spin

With a basket full of my dirty clothes, I struggled into the local Laundromat. It was three years since I had routinely been to the Laundromat, but after splitting with my boyfriend it became a Sunday tradition. No Sunday roast with my parents, instead I spent the nicest part of the day sitting on a hard little wooden bench. You see, Peter got the washing machine in the split, and I hadn't got around to replacing it. As much as I hated to admit it, I still needed to feel hard done by;...

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Sunday Morning Chapter 6

It was Saturday, and yet Tyler was wearing his Sunday best. He wore a white, button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He also wore a red tie and dress shoes. His hair was combed, and his face was cleaned. Looking in the mirror, he felt uncomfortable in these clothes. Spending most of his time in female clothing, he began to notice how rough the material was in contrast to some of the silk things he wore for Allison. That wasn't the only reason why he was uncomfortable. After what...

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Sunday Services

Harry Andersen couldn't understand why his mother tells him every Sunday that she doesn't need a ride to church on Sundays into the city. He even offered to take her because he goes to the same church. She doesn't have a car. There was no big deal. She told him that the minister comes by every Sunday afternoon to give her cummioun. Harry spent a couple of hours thinking why she would do this to him for the fourth time in a month. He wanted to know what was so important to receive commiun at...

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Sunday at the Pool With George

I always saw him in the dressing room at the pool in our apartment building. I’m 53 years old and retired. I swim every day to help me stay in shape so I’ve seen him many times both at the pool and in the changing rooms. He’s probably about nine or ten years old, a little over four feet tall with sandy, reddish blonde, sun bleached hair. Before that Sunday afternoon I had never spoken a word to him but I had noticed him since he liked to strut around the changing area in the nude and...

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Sunday was great Pt 5

Introduction: Risk was btter than his dad in bed We all slept well, waking fairly early, Liz saw Grants cock standing up, and without saying any thing, took him in the bath room and lay him down, sitting on his cock, she let her morning pee loose, as it run down his cock and over his body, he smiled and with a bit of effort pushed up filling her pussy with his piss, seeing this set me off, so standing over him I aimed my first squirt at her boobs and then worked down onto Grants chest, when we...

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Sunday With My Aunt

Sunday lunch time was always my favourite time of the week because it meant lunching with my mother's sister, my Aunt Rose. So punctually, on the dot of twelve thirty, I rang the bell on the front door of her imposing old house in one of the better parts of town.At forty-two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she'd never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would."Ah David," she smiled on opening the door, "Right on...

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Sunday night ripe pussy session

So Sunday night she came over around 11:30pm. I was already pretty tired but I honored her request to only answer the door wearing my cage. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them really hard till I was sort of bent over and said to me “I love the control you allow me to have over you.” She released a bit, but still held on to them and locked the door behind us. She led me to the bedroom by my balls but not the room we normally play in. She said we are doing this in your bed tonight. She...

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SUNDAY CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON

SUNDAY- CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON A SUNDAY!So I have been pretty horny. Not allot of cock since the demise of Craigslist personals months ago. I decided it was time to hit the Adult Book Store scene. Their are 2 in the area, one in MA and one in Seabrook, NH. Last weekend I went to the bookstore in MA. It is seedy, a hit and miss ABS, which makes it even better! It is frequented by gays and marrieds, occasionally by a Tranny or CD type like me. One of the best times to go is...

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Sunday porno

Hello again. This story from Ms diary relates to a Sunday when she wrote, V picked me up at ten in the morning, went to his place, straight to bed and he put a blue movie on, good fuck. As usual I like to lie next to M and ask her to tell me more while I wank myself off. She tells me that on this day her black rasta boyfriend, the skinny one with the big cock, arranged to pick her up early one Sunday morning to take her out. She said this was strange for a number of reasons, for starts where...

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Sunday Sunday

Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...

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Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

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Sunday fun day

Every day on the way out to my office in Saddar, I past Sana Haq.We lived in the same apartment building and were neighbors, my flat was above hers. I have to say that the 5ft 3inch Chokri (babe) gave me a hard on whenever I saw her. Her well tailored shalwar Kamiz was in the height of Desi fashion. (Short, sleeveless Kamiz and shalwar stopping teasingly just above her very nicely shaped ankles)She had shoulder length black hair, slightly frizzy (jungle-bhal like this, is my favorite) a round...

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Sunday Family Dinner

It was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....

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Sundays with Sultana Sharmila

The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at...

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Sunday Morning Pt 03

This is the third installment of the continuing story of young love between Abbie and David. Things couldn’t be much better, yet much better they will get. ***** The next two weeks were filled with college preparations. Abbie was about to enter her first year of college and David was an upperclassman going into his third year. They were virtually inseparable at the lake and on campus, they clung together at every opportunity. Abbie let David review her class schedule and she learned which...

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Sunday Morning Chapter 4

Alright. Here is chapter 4 of this odd tale. Hope everyone likes it so far. Still having fun with it. After this chapter, Rin and I are going to make a bit of a side story involving a character in this chapter. That will allow us to show off the darker side of this town. Anyways, enjoy the read, and don't forget to comment and leave some sort of review. Even a simple "I liked this story" would be nice to hear once in a while. We also want to make sure everyone understands this story. If...

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