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I was an escaped PoW living as a married woman in Nazi Germany, but I had been betrayed and my secret was out. Now, staring down the barrel of a gun, I was about to be abandoned to my fate in Berlin as the invading Red Army tightened its stranglehold on the city. THE CROSSING - part 32 by BobH (c) 2016 - 71 - The thing I'd long dreaded had finally happened and my secret was out. "So it *is* boys you want after all, Helmut," said Grost, sneering at his cousin. "I suppose Steffi was one too, another vessel for your perverted lusts. You're a deviant who doesn't deserve to be the Count von Rumstahl. You're a disgrace to our family." Helmut said nothing, glaring at his cousin defiantly, but Hans did. "Who are you to sneer about deviants," he said, slowly unbuttoning his jacket, "you whose best friend was a sick, twisted psychopath?" "What are you doing?" said Grost, frowning as Hans continued to carefully unbutton his jacket. "Stop that!" His jacket now fully unbuttoned revealed the bandages binding Hans's chest. He grasped the top one and with a single swift motion pulled them down, exposing his breasts. "Mein Gott, you're a woman!" exclaimed Grost, astonished by this revelation. "No, I'm not. I may be female but I'm a man, just as Eva may be male but she's a woman." "What? Are you mad? What you're saying makes no sense!" "It makes a lot sense to me. Neither of us could bear living in the gender assigned to us at birth. Only by living in the other one, the one that actually fitted us, could we truly be ourselves." "Words, just words," said Grost, his disgust palpable, "none of which can hide the fact that Lexi and I are the only two people here who aren't deviants." "Guess again, lover," said Lexi, shocking Grost by pulling out a gun and pressing it to his temple. "Very slowly and very carefully return your luger to its holster." "Lexi?" he said. "Wh..what are you doing? Where did you get a firearm?" The gun she was holding was my missing Beretta. "Never mind that," she replied, twisting it into his temple, voice cold, "just do as I say. Now." Grost could tell she was serious, we all could, so he complied. "I don't understand," he pleaded. "Why are you doing this?" "I could say it's because you're a terrible lover and sex with you was like being assaulted by a rutting hog, but it's more about showing solidarity with my fellow deviants, who are some of the finest people I've ever met. You see, Albrecht, I wasn't always a woman. I used to be a man. Back when I still had a penis it was bigger than yours." I glanced across at Hans and Helmut who both looked astonished at Lexi's revelation, but not as astonished as Grost did. "That's not possible," he said. "No one could turn a man into you. It can't be done." "And yet it was. Did you think Nazi super-science was limited to so- called 'wonder weapons'? I didn't ask to be turned into a woman, but I love it. I wouldn't change it for anything." "So I've been having sex with a man all this time?" he said, his expression revealing just how appalled he was by the idea. "No," said Lexi, exasperated. "Are you deaf as well as stupid? I'm a woman, and far better than you ever deserved." "You're not going to kill me. Those guarding the other planes would hear the shot and come running." "No they wouldn't. This is a small gun, the muzzle is pressed to your temple, and they're far enough away they won't hear a thing." With that she pulled the trigger. I watched in shock as Grost crumpled to his knees, then toppled sideways, dead. The gunshot had not been loud, but Hans still glanced across the nose of the Storch to see if the guards on the other planes had heard it. "They're haven't moved," he said. "They didn't hear anything." "Told you," said Lexi. "What now?" asked Helmut, who had not taken his eyes off Lexi. "What is it you want? Are you going to take the plane for yourself?" "No. It's yours. The three of you must fly out of here in it, as you intended." "Then I don't understand why you've done what you have." "I'm a loyal Frenchwoman," said Lexi, "not a collaborator. I played the part Albrecht wanted me to, appeared to be the willing mistress, but I wasn't. He forced me to take on that role. Now I'm finally free of him." "What you said about what was done to you...," said Hans. "Was that true? Were you really born male?" "I was. But now I'm a woman and I have no intention of broadcasting to the world that I was ever anything else. I want to live my life in peace, not as some sort of scientific curiosity. But enough about me. You should put your breasts away, handsome, then you and Helmut need to roll Albrecht's body under the burned out lorry we were hiding behind. With any luck it won't be spotted for a while, and a few days from now it's not going to matter anyway." "She's right," said Helmut. "Let's get to it, Hans." While the boys set about their task, I took Lexi to one side. "'Forced to be his mistress against your will'?" I said. "I had to tell them something, and it's a good story," she replied with a shrug. "So why bring Grost here at all?" "I needed to get away from Horst, and telling Albrecht about your escape plan was the best way of doing that. Since he thought we were coming here to take the plane from you, a plane that only carries two, particularly if one of them is as big as Albrecht, we were never going to bring Horst with us. I told you earlier I would do anything to survive, no matter what, and that I had an escape plan I couldn't put into motion until the Soviets got here. So once I'd lured him out here, away from everyone else, I was always going to kill Albrecht." "What is your plan and why does it rely on the Soviets overrunning Berlin?" I asked, genuinely curious. "A couple of months ago a female Russian fighter pilot was shot down and brought to Berlin to be interrogated by Albrecht. She was the same size as me so I suggested Albrecht give me her uniform to use for sex games in the bedroom. He was all in favour, of course - men are so easy - but that's not why I really wanted it." "Ah, I think I understand now," I said. "You're going to hide in a cellar, put the uniform on, emerge when the Russians have swept past you, and claim to be an escaped prisoner or a downed flyer who's been evading capture. The uniform is in that small suitcase you brought with you, isn't it?" "Now you're getting it, but I'll present myself as a downed flyer who's been evading capture rather than an escaped prisoner. Fewer questions that way." "If you do, won't you need to have to have the proper I.D. documents on you?" "Yes, and I do. Before everything in Berlin went to hell I used to regularly bump into a female SS officer. More regularly in fact than I should have." "She was seeking you out?" "She was. I can always tell when someone is interested in me and though I don't have much time for women, she was tall and interestingly mannish and it never hurts to have contacts. So I decided to cultivate her acquaintance. This was under the watchful eye of Horst, of course, but neither he nor Albrecht would have had the wit to see anything untoward in two women regularly lunching together. In trying to impress me she let slip that she was involved with ODESSA." "ODESSA?" I said, frowning. "Isn't that...." "The name I saw stamped on certain files at Dr Frankenheim's clinic, yes. The organisation set up to facilitate the escape of leading Nazis and members of the SS. It's been in place for years but Ursula - that was her name - told me they'd been very carefully covering their tracks and papers had been planted to make it seem as if it was of much more recent vintage. I told her about the Russian flyer's uniform I'd acquired for my own possible future escape. I also explained that I didn't have the papers to go with it. She gave me a calculating look and, as I expected, told me she could get those papers forged for me, but that she wanted something in return." "To have sex with you." "Of course. It's always sex. I agreed, gave her a photo of myself, told her the region I wanted the papers to say I was from, and she duly delivered. Then it was my turn. Remember I told you I managed to give Horst the slip on one occasion? Well, that was the occasion." "So you've had lesbian sex," I said, surprised and impressed. "I have, and it wasn't the chore I expected it to be. Turns out Ursula had a strap-on in her flat, something that could have got her in serious trouble had it been found. It would be difficult to deny your sexual preference if you're found with something like that. She knew how to use it, too. Ursula very much took on the role of a man when she used her strap on to pleasure another woman, which suited me just fine. I closed my eyes and pretended she was male. Ironically, the man I imagined her being was Hans." She glanced over at Hans, who was still helping Helmut conceal the body. "He really is extremely handsome, isn't he? The one thing I usually require in my lovers is a penis, but for him I'd make an exception, no strap-on required. I still eventually want to find myself a rich, good- looking husband like you have, though." "Knowing you, I'm sure you will, Lexi." "So, anyway, back to my escape. I speak fluent Russian and my mother told me enough tales about the area she was from, the area on my paperwork, that I should be able to fake local knowledge. My plan is to work my way back through the Soviet lines in the west, ditch the uniform, and to then keep going until I reach the British or American lines, presenting myself as a displaced French civilian." "It's a good plan," I said. "It might even work." "Of course it will. I'm a survivor, remember? I'll just have to make sure to steer clear of any political officers or NKVD attached to the Soviet units I encounter. Regular troops will take me at face value. Those bastards are likely to be a bit more suspicious." Having concealed Grost's corpse as best they could the boys came over to us, Helmut tucking Grost's luger into his waistband. "What will you do now, Lexi?" Helmut asked her. "I'll return the way we came, taking care not to be seen." "Then I guess this is goodbye. Good luck." He held his hand. Lexi shook it, then leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. Hans too held out his hand. Again, she shook it, but this time when she leaned in she kissed him full on the lips. "You've had that coming since we flirted at that party," she said, chuckling at his surprise. When she and I hugged, I said: "I hope we see each other again." "I hope we do, too. Farewell, Eva." It was only after she had turned and was walking away from us that I realised something. Usually, Lexi was completely certain we'd see each other again. This time she'd only expressed the hope that we would. She was less sure her escape plan would succeed than she was letting on. - 72 - Jammed into the cramped space behind the seats in the Storch, I watched anxiously as Helmut repeatedly turned the ignition key, while outside Hans yanked the propeller round hoping the engine would fire up. On the fourth attempt it did. Hans then nipped around, ducked under the wing, and climbed in. "Alright, let's get out of here," said Helmut. He taxied the aircraft onto the Charlottenburger Chaussee, turned it so that we were facing west, and waved to those guarding the other planes. "Hold tight, here we go," he said. The Storch headed down that improvised airstrip picking up speed as it went until, quicker than I expected, we were rising into the air. No sooner had we cleared the western edge of the Tiergarten than small arms fire erupted all around us as Soviet troops in the streets below tried to shoot us down. We collected a few more holes in the wings and then we were too high for machine guns and rifles to be of any concern. Helmut checked his gauges. "Looks like they didn't hit anything important," he said. "Thank God. Now let's hope we're as lucky when we encounter proper anti-aircraft fire." This was a real worry. With its lightweight construction it would only take a shell exploding in close enough proximity to knock our aircraft out of the sky. Sure enough, when we reached the outer ring of the forces besieging Berlin shells began exploding in the air around us. Not vast numbers it's true - maybe no more than half a dozen or so - but it was still a huge relief when we had flown over those forces and they were receding into the distance behind us. "We did it!" said Hans, patting Helmut on the back, "We got out of Berlin alive!" Now we turned onto a heading that would take us to Rumstahl, except that it wouldn't. The Fieseler Storch only had a range of about two hundred miles, and that wasn't enough. "This plane can't get us all of the way to Rumstahl, can it?" I said. "No, but it will take us most of the way," said Helmut. "Then we'll have to land it and improvise. Let's just hope we don't get spotted by a patrolling enemy fighter before then." It was a bright day, the skies were clear and blue, so I spent the next few hours looking over Hans's shoulder and through the window at what I could see of the land below. Once it might have been easy to convince yourself there wasn't a war being fought below, but not any more. The columns of refugees heading west, of troops moving in all directions, and the columns of smoke rising from towns and hamlets where fighting was still going on made such a conclusion impossible. Fearing ground fire we gave a wide berth to any troops we saw as we flew on, heading ever southwards. "We'll have to land soon," Helmut eventually announced, "we're almost out of fuel." "As it happens I can see exactly where we should land," said Hans, pointing down at something I couldn't see from my angle but which Helmut could from his own window." "Good choice!" he said, grinning. We circled around before coming in to land on a grassy area of open ground beside a stretch of road. It was a bumpy landing, but that was only to be expected. At the side of the road, about twenty yards from where the plane came to a halt, stood a staff car, an open-topped Mercedes-Benz 770. In the rear sat a portly man whose uniform identified him as a colonel in the Wehrmacht. His driver had just finished changing a wheel as we arrived. Perfect timing. The pair looked at us suspiciously as we climbed down from the Storch and walked over to them. "A puncture, Herr Colonel?" asked Helmut as we approached. "Yes, but fixed now. Who are you?" "I'm the Count von Rumstahl, this is my wife Eva, and this is Leutnant Hans Strohmann. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we're going to have to requisition your vehicle." "Are you insane? What on Earth makes you think I'd give up my car to you?" "The orders of the Fuhrer," said Helmut, taking out the letter of passage and handing it to him. "This is meaningless," replied the colonel, tossing it aside after reading it. "The war is lost." "The Fuhrer is still in command in Berlin," said Hans, his hand on his holster. "That letter specifically states that failure to provide whatever physical and/or material aid is requested by Count and Countess von Rumstahl to the full extent of your ability to do so will be considered a criminal act and punished accordingly. Are you defying the Fuhrer's order, Herr Colonel? To do so is treason." Helmut now had his own hand on the luger in his waistband. The colonel and his driver looked at each other, then at the determination on Hans and Helmut's faces. "Fine, fine, take it," he said, getting out of the car. "Thank you, Herr Colonel," said Helmut as Hans and I climbed into the car. "Please take this by way of recompense." He pressed the Storch's ignition key into his hand. "But neither my driver nor I can fly a plane!" the colonel protested. "That's unfortunate. Perhaps you'll be able to trade it for another vehicle with someone who can. I wish you luck, Herr Colonel." Hans would be driving of course with Helmut and me in the rear - any other arrangement would have looked odd and might attract unwanted attention - but first he put the top up. It was still April after all, and going at any speed with the top down would be chilly. As we pulled away I glanced back to see the colonel watching us leave, filled with impotent rage. Perhaps I should have felt sorry for him. I didn't. Helmut put his arm around me, but I could tell something was bothering him. "What is it, my love?" I asked. "Cousin Albrecht. Though I never liked him we'd known each other since childhood, and he was family. I should feel at least some regret over his death, but I don't. I feel...nothing." "When Lexi shot him all I felt was relief," I said. "It was him or us, and we're the ones who survived. You're a good man, Helmut, a very good man. It's to your credit you believe his death should mean more to you than it does, but don't feel guilty about your feelings. He isn't worth it." "Perhaps you're right," he said, kissing the top of my head. "You should try to get some sleep now, we both should. It's a few hours drive to Rumstahl and neither of us slept very well last night." Helmut saying it made me realise just how tired I was. I snuggled up to him and within minutes I was asleep. "We're here," announced Hans. It barely seemed like minutes had passed, but when I opened my eyes it was dusk and we were coming to a halt in the courtyard of Castle Rumstahl. Gerda was there, looking happy, eyes full of tears. She threw her arms around Hans's neck, hugging and kissing him. "You were gone so long," she said, "we feared the worst." "Things got a bit precarious there for a while," said Helmut, "but we did what we set out to." "Yes. You left in a Volkswagen and returned in a Mercedes-Benz staff car. What happened to you out there?" "It's a long story," said Helmut, taking my hand and leading us all inside, "one I'll be happy to tell you over dinner, dear sister. Oh and we'll be needing wine. Have the staff bring up the finest three bottles we have from the cellar." We had only been gone a week but with all we'd been through it felt like longer, much longer, and I was both happy and relieved to be home again. As always we dressed for dinner, of course. Traditions had to be maintained, and who knew when we'd get the chance to do so again? I showered, towelled myself dry, donned my bathrobe, and sat down at my dressing table, starting to feel human again. The past few days had taken their toll and I looked tired. Fortunately, I was clever enough with make-up by now that I knew how to disguise that fact. Also the very act of applying cosmetics, the skill and concentration required, usually perked me up all by itself. A little later, after putting the final touches to my make-up, I examined my reflection critically before giving a little nod of approval. I had grown used to seeing the pretty girl smiling back at me from the mirror and I liked her to look her best. I put on my jewellery, unpinning my hair and letting it fall about my shoulders when I was done. Next I reached for my black silk stockings, rolling one up each leg in turn. Standing, I clipped them to the straps of my garter belt before checking the seams were straight, a familiar action now so routine I barely even thought about it any more. I stepped into the slinky red evening dress I'd selected and eased it up my body, slipping the slender straps over my bare shoulders just as Helmut appeared, wrestling a cuff-link into place. "Button me up at the back, will you, honey?" I said, lifting my hair so that he could do so. He did, kissing the back of my neck when he finished. He donned his suit jacket, I slid my feet into a pair of heels, and we were ready to go. I checked my appearance from every angle in a full length mirror before we set off, pleased with the finished result. I turned to face Helmut, who slid his arms around my waist. "What?" I said, placing my hands on his shoulders. He was smiling down at me but there was something else in his eyes, something almost wistful. "A man should always let his wife know she's beautiful, particularly when she's looking as stunning as you do right now, and I'm sorry." "Sorry? For what?" "As your husband it's my duty to protect you. When Albrecht assaulted you I wanted to tear his throat out, but instead I did nothing." "Helmut, that's ridiculous," I said, laying my hand on his cheek. "He had a gun on you. If you had tried anything he would have killed you and I'd be a widow now. Is that what you want?" "What, no. Of course not." "You silly, sweet man," I said, kissing him softly on the lips. "We're both still here, and he's not. You did exactly the right thing by not doing anything foolish." I smiled up at him with genuine affection, this strong, passionate man whose deep love for me was so obvious and who I knew would die for me. I felt safe and protected in his arms in a way I had never felt before. "Perhaps you're right, and I am being foolish," he said, "but the thought of anyone hurting you is almost more than I can bear." "I know," I said, "I feel the same way." And I wasn't entirely lying. I had grown to care what happened to him. "Shall we?" Helmut offered me his arm. "Of course," I said, taking it. We were the first down to dinner, which didn't surprise either of us. When Hans and Gerda turned up, fifteen minutes later, they both looked flushed. But then there's nothing like cheating death to make you feel alive, and nothing like sex to celebrate that feeling. Well, almost nothing. "I asked that the best bottles of wine be brought up from the cellar because if we're going to leave Rumstahl, possibly forever, then we should drink them before we go. There's also another reason. This morning Hans, Eva, and I were facing possible death. Now we're home and Hans has been reunited with Gerda. That calls for a celebration. I can think of no better time to open the 1929 Lafite Rothschild." The bottle had already been uncorked. Helmut did the honours, pouring us each a glass. Then he proposed the toast. "To family!" he said. "To family!" we agreed. I've never been much of a wine connoisseur, but from the very first sip even I could tell this was something special. So could the others. We drank slowly and in silence, savouring every drop, knowing we might never experience its like again. Over dinner, as promised, we told Gerda all about our adventures in Berlin. Her eyes went wide when Hans revealed how he reacted to Grost pulling a gun on him. "You exposed your breasts to Albrecht?" she said. "Why would you do such a thing?" "I thought he was going to kill us, and standing with Helmut and Eva as my true self in that moment just seemed incredibly important. If we were going to die then he was damn well going to know just who it was he was about to kill." "Hans was so defiant in the face of death, so brave," I said. "You would have been proud of him, Gerda." "I understand why he did it now," she said, smiling at him, "and I am. Very proud." "What's the situation here?" Helmut asked her. "Do we know how close the Russians are?" "We do," she replied. "I've gone out riding several times in the past week, keeping to ridges and other high ground, doing reconnaissance." "And?" "They'll be here within three days." ********************** To be continued. ********************** Notes: 1) Now you know why I established Lexi had a Russian mother and French father back in the very first episode, and was fluent in both languages. I knew we'd eventually get to this showdown in the Nazi capital, and how she would try to escape the city. It always pays to plan ahead. 2) Now that our protagonists are out of Berlin this seems the right time to tell you about an easter egg in this story: Wilhelm Tranger. Tranger is not my character. I took him from a short novel called 'Death of the Fuhrer' by Roland Puccetti published 40 years ago. Why did I tie my story to an obscure novel from decades ago? Because it amused me to do so (hey, no one is paying me to write this stuff). As for why that particular novel, well if you want to find out what Tranger was doing in the Fuhrerbunker the novel appears to now be available as a free download in a variety of formats. Just paste this search string into your browser and it should take you to a download site: 'Death of the Fuhrer'+'Roland Puccetti'+ebook A word of warning. Try to avoid reading any synopsis of the book, all of which usually give too much away. Please be circumspect if you mention it in comments here, too. 3) If I ever pick up any thread from this story for a new tale or series (no promises) it will likely start with the Frankenheim clinic and be set in the late 1940s/1950s. The protagonist would be someone who'd undergone the same transformation as Lexi, though very much against his/her will, hunting down Nazis whose appearances Otto Frankenheim had also altered in various ways. Frankenheim himself would be the big bad of course, having survived Lexi's assault on him.

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“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Ravens Crossing

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Desert Crossing

Desert Crossing When you think of a desert crossing you probably think of Iraq or some place exotic. Well I have a desert in my own backyard in lower Colorado. I live near the Great Sand Dunes National Park and Reserve. The park is located about thirty-five miles northeast of Alamosa, Colorado. I live about four miles east of Hooper and my land borders the park. I’m pretty lucky because poisonous snakes do not exist anywhere in this high elevation area. I live at about eight...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Wish Shift Crossing the Rubicon

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Demon Crossing

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The Crossing Expiation

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The Crossing Recompense

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

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Therapist part1

I sat alone on my bed in a room that I had been sleeping in the past few months, apart from my wife of ten years. I knew it had been by choice, since I often felt the need for time alone, and it seemed nights were the only time that worked out.My desire for my wife was gone, mostly due to how she cared for herself, and some emotional issues. Our sex life was reduced to receiving occasional oral, and that took persuasion on my part. Even with that, I had been experiencing problems with erection...

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TheParty

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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