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As every weekday the TV turned itself on the morning news: "It's been 18 months from the freaky accidental storm in Central City and the authorities are still trying to figure out what happened. However the town people have started to grow used to the new way of things, well as much as you can get used to shrinking back into childhood twice or thrice a month." The newscaster went on explaining how 40% of the city populace contracted a condition in which their bodies became unstable and transformed something different, most cases were adults turning into children for hours or days at a time. But there were also some cases of guys turning into girls, people changing race and many iterations in between. The first weeks were pretty rough for most people, but as with anything, people get used to it. For example the city council stated legislation on how the town's welfare commission should support people with the condition. Daycare centers were established, where infantilized citizens could be watched over - mid to large sized business were forced to have one on site for employees affected during work hours. Geraldine took the remote and turned off the TV. She was one of the 40%, yet her case was rare as she had a double effect: she was born as Gerald 35 years ago but after the weird storm she became a 20 some girl, then every now and then shrank to babyhood. Having being a crossdresser since his teenage years, the transformation into a young woman was something of a dream come true for Gerald. The first days were very exciting until she found his new herself crawling out of her dress on Main avenue. Gerald had no family in the country. He came from abroad seeking a job opportunity with a major corporation, but in truth he has running from his family's hurt when they found out about his crossdressing. They were pretty conservative, so he knew that in order to be himself he had to get a clean slate. Geraldine stood from her bed and made it to the bathroom. As hard as it was to be an age shifter, he enjoyed being a girl -specially at dressing time. He went to the bathroom and took a shower, massaging all of her beautiful curves with sponge & humectant soap. He now was a 1.5 meter tall, had brownish almost caramel skin tone, cute b sized breasts and a rounded ass. Geraldine kept his hair straight and shoulder. After drying herself, Geraldine took a pair white lacy panties and silky white bra with matching lacy details. As every morning Geraldine made a small parade on from of her full length mirror: she tried a couple of skirts, one jumpsuit and at least two dresses before realizing she was running late. Geraldine loved to try on girly things and dressing up was now one of her favorite activities. She then took a white blouse and put on a tight blue skirt that accentuated her pretty ass. For shoes, she took a pair of three inch heels sandals. He wanted to look classy, yet sexy for her new day at the office. Some light makeup, mostly a pretty toned lipstick, mascara and a bit of eye shadow. Geraldine took her purse and her keys and went to the door, reluctantly she walked back into her the kitchen and put into her purse a couple of folded diapers and a bottle of growth formula. This was a product that would speed up her growth into a woman should she had an age seizure during the day. Otherwise it might take her a couple of days to grow back into her adult form. She also took an alert bracelet and put it on her left forearm and turned it on. This was a tracker device that sent a distress signal if she rapidly lost body mass. If activated, a monitoring company will send an emergency dispatch of a nanny crew to pick her up and take care of her during an age regression episode. Geraldine didn't like to wear the tracker because it reminded her that she was alone on this land, as she left her country abroad because of her family rejection to her crossdressing ways. However it was a better method to cope with the anxiety of becoming a helpless baby during commute like her first time. She made her way to the street. Although it was still hard for her, she loved walking in her high heels. Geraldine loved how they tilted her ass, which complemented her tight skirt to the delight of many of the guys she passed on the main avenue. She chuckled to herself thinking if she was ever gonna be ready for a guy. She longed for company, but she wished for a chic girl that could share kisses and dresses. Somebody tender that could care for her when she became little. Although she was very thankful of being a girl, deep down Geraldine dreaded her condition because she lived with the constant fear of shrinking and becoming helpless. Today that fear lurked nearer her conscience than usual, as she knew that it was about time she had a deaging incident. Although they were random events, there was some frequency to them, like having a period. In her case it was about 2-3 weeks period, which was on average. Some people had one every 4-5 weeks while others had seizures every 10 - 14 days. Scientists haven't yet figured out what triggered them, nor how to prevent them. Geraldine tried to clear her head while walking. Some blocks later, she made her way to the train station and took her ride to the industrial side of town. As most of the time, the mood in the train was a bit gloomy. Most of the people around her were anxious to get to their destination, she probably wasn't the only one dreading getting smaller in the train. She reached her stop and disembarked the train. While making her way to the main street somebody grabbed her ass. Geraldine instantly blushed and hurried a bit. She didn't feel angry like most women would in her situation, she actually felt a bit proud of being worthy of harassment - maybe a side effect of being a crossdresser that never thought he could pass out.. With that thought in mind, Geraldine enjoyed the rest of the walk to her office building. She walked a bit more slowly than usual, enjoying how the skirt restricted her movement. She also loved how the clic-clic noise of her heels reminded everybody she was now a girl. Geraldine greeted the guy at the front desk and made her way to the third floor, where she worked in accounting. After waving hi to several colleges, she sat at her desk placing her bag on the floor - a bad habit from her male days. She opened her email and set to work right away. Around her, most of the office people gossiped a bit as they made to their desks. Guys talked about the soccer game and how the home team lost their main player after he became an infant in the locker room. As usual, Geraldine felt a little bit alone even among her peers . She wasn't much for chit-chat, so she only listened to the people around her talking about their daily lives, in which now it was common to grab a colleague from the floor and take him or her to the daycare on the first floor. Being in the office was a bit uncomfortable for her, as most of the people around her knew she used to be a guy. As normal as it was to pick a babified workmate from the floor, for most people it was queer that the shy guy from accounting returned to work as a girly girl. So Geraldine focused on her job. Half the morning went into a blur as she droned through her inbox, filing away vendor invoices and classifying expenses. She was so preoccupied with her chores that she didn't notice the start of her regressing process. It was about ten in the morning when she stood from her desk to get some water. Geraldine almost trampled on her now bigger shoes, but didn't give it much thought as there were new. She was almost at the water- cooler when her boss waived her into her office. "Good morning madame," Geraldine said as she entered the office. "Morning Geraldine, look I need you to work on the Import Records... Hey are you getting younger miss?" "No, noou madame," said a nervous Geraldine as she pulled her skirt. "You should go to the daycare by yourself." "I, I I aamm ok boss, don't worry. I will work on the Import records," said Geraldine slowly walking backwards into the door, a bit too much anxious as she tried to pull out of the office. Geraldine rushed to the hallway, but she could hear her boss telling to not play the difficult. The deaging woman tried to not lose her composure as she walked fast to the bathroom. Luckily for her it was empty and she was able to look at herself. Indeed she was growing younger. She could see faint changes in her face, how her hair was slightly shorter, as well as feeling her bra sagging a bit as her breast recessed. Her skirt and blouse were also a bit looser than in the morning. Geraldine was prepared. She took a pin hidden on the bottom of her blouse and used to tie a bit the skirt. She took some tissue paper and filled her shoes to make them less loose. She looked at herself in the mirror and let out a sigh. "Hopefully I can make it to the end of the day; I have too much to work today." Geraldine made it to her desk and worked furiously to get as much of her report done. She tried to focus on her tasks to avoid the feeling of betrayal she experience every time she shrank. She didn't like to become a helpless child, it was bad for most people but for herself that was alone in this country is was extra hard. Fortunately the changes were slower than usual, but Geraldine could feel as she was becoming smaller. She could feel her panties sagging between her smaller ass as she anxiously squirmed in her chair. Geraldine was waiting for her teammates to leave for lunch time to get back into the bathroom to try fix again her skirt. Her thoughts were interrupted by her desk phone. It was her boss asking to come into her office. Geraldine tried to excuse herself but her boss insisted. Reluctantly she stood up and could feel her short blue skirt reaching pass her knees -a pretty bad sign of how much she was regressing. She looked at a small mirror she kept at her cubicle and thanked that her face wasn't that affected. Geraldine made it to her boss office without being noticed by her coworkers. She knocked into the door and was let in. "Oh my darling how young you look." "It's ok boss, it's nothing to worry about, I can keep on for the rest of the day." "Sweetheart don't lie. That skirt was tighter earlier, now it's way below your knees. You are about sixteen now. In any moment you may phase out." Geraldine glared at hearing phase out, the term used to describe the violent shrinking that characterized the final part of the transformation. Her boss's condescendence didn't help either. She felt infuriated when unaffected people started sweet talking like they were chastising a small child. Her boss was nonplussed about Geraldine's frown. She paged her assistant. "Jeremy could you please coming. I need you to run an errand." Jeremy came in and stood by the door. Geraldine insisted that she was fine, that she could manage to end of the shift. Her boss had the final word: "Please escort this young lady to the daycare before she pisses on her panties." Geraldine went red remembering the mess she made at her chair last time. Her head dropped with embarrassment as she walked to the hallway. Jeremy was right behind her on the elevator as she felt her guts turning on her inside. "Great just what I needed," Geraldine thought to herself. That kind of vowel movement was not a sign of fear or anxiety, instead it was a symptom of additional deaging as Geraldine guts started shrinking in advance to fit in a smaller body. When the elevator's doors opened on the daycare floor, Jeremy was standing with a barely 11 year old girl looking as if she was playing dress up in her mother's outfit. Even as she was struggling to avoid having her skirt and panties fall to the floor, Geraldine tried to hold her composure. Unfazed, she made it to the daycare front desk. "What can I help you madame?" said the young red hair sitting there. "Hi I'm Geraldine and my boss sent me here, but I'm fine this is as much as I'm going to shrink today." "Ok miss Geraldine, I'm Isabelle and I understand. Still won't you like to change into something more fitting?" Geraldine was caught sideways by that comment. Surely she could use something less loose that her blue skirt. Isabelle motioned her to come in a room behind her desk. She waived Jeremy to leave as she could take care of it now. Geraldine took hold of Isabella as she came into the changing room: she was a short young woman of about 20 years, with whitish skin and a long blonde red hair that she kept tight with a hairpin behind her head. She wore a brownish jumpsuit with tiny white strips that accentuated her young curves. Overall she had the kind aura of somebody that enjoys taking care of children. "Please sit down," said Isabella gesturing to a littler in the back of the room. Geraldine hesitated because of the height, but she managed to climb and sat there. Isabella meanwhile went rummaging through some bins. She even had to bend over to reach the lower one, which gave Geraldine a sweet view of the young woman plump ass. "Here they are," said Isabella as she procured a red pleated skirt and a white blouse. Geraldine smiled meekly because it was just what she needed. "Miss Geraldine, I just have an issue: I can't find any panties this size. I'm very sorry but would you accept some diapers in their place? I know you won't need them but I guess you won't like to go without underwear." Geraldine was impressed by Isabelle's kindness. Looking like she did now, most people wouldn't have bothered to ask. "It's ok Isabelle." "Thanks, you can call me Isa by the way," said the red head as she handed the clothing to Geraldine. The little adult studied the diaper and saw that it was a shrinking version. This was good because it will keep tight even if she became younger, but it was very hard to put by herself. "Ummm Isa can I bother you to help me get into the diaper?" "Sure thing miss. Please lay down." Geraldine did so and he became aware of how large her big girl clothes felt on her now. For a moment she wondered it it was better to be a male that dreamed of crossdressing that being a shrinking girly girl. Her reflection was interrupted by Isa, who tenderly unbuttoned her blouse and removed her skirt and underwear. For a moment Geraldine lay naked and she could see her reflection in a mirror on the roof. Isabelle caught her puzzled expression: "The mirror is so you can see that I'm not doing anything funny. It's a silly thing requested by the legislation." "Yeah it's odd," said Geraldine as she was distracted by her own reflection. She liked how cute her shape was, with tiny little breasts breaking form for her child sized self. In that moment Isabelle took hold of her legs and lifted them slightly so she could put the diaper below. Without asking, Isa applied some baby powder and tied her new underwear. She then raised her feet again to position the pleated skirt, which had a button on the front. Isabelle gestured for Geraldine to sit, and she helped the adult child to put on the blouse. Isa then kneeled and took a pair of flats from a box below the gurney and put them on on Geraldine. Geraldine dropped from the litter, walked to a mirror on the opposite wall and admired herself. There was no denying that she looked like a 9 year old child, but at least she looked smart in the red pleated skirt and blouse. Geraldine gave a few thrills in front of the mirror, arranged her less than shoulder length hair and moved next to Isabelle to hug the young lady. Realizing her childish gesture, Geraldine released Isa and turned bright red. "It's ok miss Geraldine. I'm glad you feel comfortable so you can go back to work." "You can call me Geri. No sense in being formal if I look like this," said Geraldine with a sour expression on her. Before Isa could reply, Geri's stomach growled. "Well Geri, I guess you might be hungry given the time of the day." "Yes I could use some food." "Come with me, I think I can fix you something right next door." Without thinking Geraldine took Isa's hand as she directed her to the kitchen room of the daycare. On one of the walls was a long table with the normal appliance like a refrigerator, microwave and to the side was a big open top metallic box with a dozen of baby bottles standing inside. Geraldine's gaze was fixed on the baby bottles, so much that she let go of Isabella's hand and stood in front of them. Isa kneeled next to her. "Thats a milk warmer were I prepare growing formula for those that become little babies. Would you like some?" said Isabelle as Geraldine mouth made an unconscious sucking motion. "I....I...I am a big girl. I don't need baby food," stammeded little Geraldine, still trying to hold on to her dignity. "It's ok Miss Geraldine, it would be our secret," said Isa as she reached for a bottle. Geri took the baby bottle and ran to the nearest couch, where she tried to hide as she sucked the bottle. She became mesmerized as she sucked the sweet white liquid. Sure it looked like milk, but it was an artificial mixture of nutrients that gave shrinking people the substance needed to grow back. Unfortunately for Geraldine, she kept shrinking while drinking the formula. Her body was phasing out, even if she didn't notice as she was distracted by the warm liquid. Isabelle stood by, as Geraldine shook violently as she regressed from her then 7 year old form into a little baby in a matter of minutes. Little Geri was too distracted by the sweet tasting formula and kept drinking even as her clothes floated around her diminishing frame. Geraldine dropped her bottle with half of its content, not because she was satisfied but because her hands became too small to hold it. Realizing what had happened to her, Geri broke down crying like the baby girl she now looked. Even though her mind was intact, Geraldine couldn't communicate as her baby body limited her ability to talk. She could only manifest her despair by crying away. Isabelle reached for baby Geri and took her from the pile of clothing on the coach. She only had her diapers on, aside from that she was naked and still shaking from the phasing out process. Geraldine keep crying as Isa lifted her and cradled her in her arms. Isa's warm embrace gave some solitude to the former adult and she started to calm down. To her credit, Isa didn't cooed or baby talked Geraldine. She only held her in her arms while she made small motions to soothe her. Isa made her way out of the kitchen and went to a nursery room where she placed Geraldine in a crib. She gave the new baby a kiss on the forehead and told her to rest for a while as her body processes the growing formula. Geraldine felt very tired. The transformation was too energy consuming and she definitely needed to rest. Somehow having Isa around gave her a sense of peace she usually didn't have when she shrank. Geraldine faded into sleep as she thought about how comfortable she felt. Some time later Geraldine awoke feeling her crotch wet. She had peed herself during her sleep! Geri felt her face got warm from the humiliation of being a bedwetting baby - again. She tried to stand but her legs didn't support her. She managed to lean on the crib's fence and started calling for Isa. However the only sound out of her mouth was a baby's wail. Geri tried to climb out of the crib but fell back on her big wet diaper. Geri lost herself and began crying again. She hated being so helpless every time she became a child. Not only it was humiliating being on soiled diapers, it was so scary having to depend on somebody else to take care of her - especially since she had been fending for herself long before becoming Geraldine. Geri's anguish didn't last long. Isabelle heard her this time around and came to her aid. "Ooouu miss Geraldine please let me help you." Isabelle easily picked the sobbing Geri from her crib and took the small baby to the changing table. With delicate motions she took the soiled diapers out of Geri's rear. Geri kept sobbing, to which Isa touched her lightly on the head. "It's ok Miss Geraldine. I guess you feel bad about having a mess in your diapers, but don't worry nobody would judge you. It's a medical condition that you are suffering. I'm here to help you with it." Isa's kind words gave some conform to Geraldine, who calmed down as the young redhead cleaned her little vagina with moist towels. Afterwards she sprinkled some baby powder on Geri and placed a clean diaper on her. Once finished with the change, Isabelle took baby Geraldine in her arms and walked to the daycare center room. She lifted Geri so that she could see her face. "I guess you are a bit scared and sad about being a baby, but you know some people might envy you. You are given a chance to be totally worry free. So enjoy your baby time as I will take good care of you Miss Geraldine." With that Isabelle took Geri back to the nursery. She placed her in a crib and gave her another bottle of growth formula. Geri hesitated before starting the bottle, Isa's words rang in her head. She never thought that being a baby was an opportunity to relax. Maybe it was because she had to rely on strangers to take care of her baby needs, sure Isa was a stranger too, but she felt different - she treated her with a great deal of respect and kindness she haven't experienced in a long time. Geraldine's baby stomach growled and that ended her contemplation, as instinct took over and she started sucking on her bottle. Isa smiled and said that she should enjoy her meal and try to rest a bit. Isa turned off the lights and left the room. Little Geri was again unable to finish her bottle as tiredness took over her and she dozed off into sleep. Geraldine awoke to find herself cramped in the crib. She was still a baby, but she was a bigger baby -at least 18 months old now and became very uncomfortable on the tiny receptacle she was placed. This time around she was able to stand, but didn't try to climb out for fear of falling to the floor. Geri decided to sit and call for Isa. Sure enough, she wasn't able to talk yet. She was only able to produce a baby burble. Nonetheless Isa heard her and came back. She was dressed still on her brown jumpsuit so it meant that it was still the same day. The only difference is that her hair was loose. "Hello Ms Geraldine. Rested already? Good! Let me check on you please." Isabelle proceeded to place her hand into her diaper. Satisfied that it was still dry, Isa lifted Geri. "Ms Geraldine I will take you to a playpen. Please try to exercise yourself a bit. Don't be offended by the baby toys, but some other patients do use them, feel free to take any you like. The growth formula is starting to work on you, so you should be back on your feet in no time." Baby Geraldine found herself in a big room with a foamy carpet that looked like a puzzle. There were lots of trinkets on the floor: teddy bears, plastic trucks and the usual baby playpen stuff. As soon as Isabelle placed on the floor, Geri crawled to the far side of the room. She looked back to a smiling Isa, who motioned her to keep going. Geri keep on crawling until she reached a stuffed teddy bear. The toy was about half her side and looked very cuddly. Geri couldn't avoid poking it. Usually Geraldine avoided such childish behaviour, but since she was stuck as a baby, she might let her act her age, specially since she felt so encouraged by Isabelle to do so. As if hearing her thoughts, Isa said, "That's ok miss Geraldine. Enjoy yourself." Then the redhead took a seat on a couch on the other wall and kept a watch on baby Geraldine as she kept growing. It was an amazing looking at how this type of patients went through babyhood on so little time. In a short while Geraldine was able to waddle and baby talk. Geraldine was enjoying playing with some balls when Isa came from behind and grabbed her. "Sorry miss Geraldine but I think you need a bit of a wardrobe change. First let me check on your diaper." Isa placed her hand inside Geri's diaper to which the little girl started giggling. "Ooohh so you want me to tickle you!" Isa used both hands to lightly touch Geri's abdomen until the little girl fell on her back. Isa then produced a pacifier and took Geraldine to a corner of the room where she removed her diaper and dressed her in toddler clothing. She then took Geri to a puff where she gave her another baby bottle with growth formula. Little Geri sat in the puff sipping her bottle until she noticed that there was a TV in front of her. Bright colors and happy music caught her attention. She became engrossed with a TV show with stuffed animals. She didn't noticed how she was becoming bigger. She was now the size of a first grade schooler. "Isa I don't want to keep seeing baby stuff." Geraldine was surprised when she could hear herself. "Ok miss Geraldine, what would you like to do? Would you like to get a computer so you can catch on your work?" "Call me Geri. I'm a little girl and I don't want to work yet. It's ok if I play a bit more?" "Sure Geri feel free to go to the playpen." Geri stood and ran around the place. She began laughing as she made circles around Isa until her caregiver started chasing her. Geri keep running and laughing. She was having a great time until she felt wetness on her short. She began crying because she was supposed to be beyond diapers at that point. Isa noticed what was happened and hugged Geri. "It's ok Geri, it was an accident. You are having too much liquid" Isa took Geri's hand and let her to a bathroom where she stripped the little girl and gave her a sponge bath. Geri enjoyed the pampering and promptly forgot her accident and her situation. After drying her, Isa offered Geri panties but the girl asked if she could wear diapers a bit more. Isa complied and fitted Geraldine with panties and a short white dress that reached a bit above her knees. Isa took Geri to another room where she offered her a coloring book and some pencils. She put on a table another baby formula and left the room. Geri sipped the formula absent-minded as she colored the book. A while later Geraldine stood and her white dress barely covered her diapers as she kept on growing. Geri didn't noticed how silly she looked with her diapers poking below her skirt as she went looking for Isa. She sucked on her thumb as she went by, which made her still look like a baby even though she was now the size of an elementary schooler. Geri told Isa that she was feeling sleepy and the redhead took her a bed. Geri laid down and Isa covered her with a blanket and offered the bear plushie she played with earlier. Geri took the toy and hugged it as she went to sleep. Sleepiness and Geri's ill fitting dress was proof that she was growing back into adulthood, however she was hanging on some childish behaviour like holding the teddy bear. Isa took it as a sign that dispute her initial complaints, the girl was letting go of her fear and tried to accept her current situation. For her it was a positive symptom for someone with her condition. In a couple of hours later, Isabelle came into the room and told Geraldine that she was big enough to go home. It took a couple of shakes before Geraldine was awake enough, as the former infant complained that she wanted to keep sleeping. However the wetness in her pussy and Isa's insistence managed to get Geraldine out of bed. As she stood,Geri noticed a mirror next to the bed. She looked at herself and found that she now was about fourteen with a very tight diaper and a dress that didn't covered her tommy. Geri laughter at her reflection and asked if there was some clothing available that could fit her better. Isa told her that she could use the bathroom on the back of the room to take a shower and take anything she needed from the closet. The now teenager stripped naked and opened the hot water until the entire bathroom was steamy. She then proceed to inspect her youthful body. She was gaining her curves back. "Ouuuut feels good to be almost an adult again," thought Geraldine as she washed herself. She was enjoying being able to fondle her breasts again. Geraldine went out of the shower and took a pair of white panties, a plain white bra. Then she took a baby blue tent dress and a pair of two inch tall sandals. She brushed her hair and let it free across her shoulders. Isabelle was standing next to the door waiting for her charge. Geraldine noticed that with the high heeled sandals she was s half a head taller that Isa, yet the girl stood taller in her mind because of the respect she felt to her - all day long she had treated her with the dignity of an adult, even when changing her diapers. Without thinking about it, Geraldine gave the young woman a big hug. "Thank you Miss Isabelle. You have been the best caregiver. You made me feel comfortable being a little child. This is the first time I enjoyed shrinking, which is something I never thought I would say." Isa hugged Geraldine back. "You're welcome Geri. I'm here anytime you need me. I would love to help you any way I can." "Well... There are two things I would like to ask you. First, can I take Mr Teddy home with me tonight? And second can you put me a diaper... It's a long train ride back home." Geraldine blushed a bit about her second request. Isa smiled at the requests. "Sure enough I can diaper you no problem but who's Mr Teddy?" Geri giggled a bit while pointing the teddy bear on the bed. Isa took it and gave it to the big girl and motioned her to the changing table on the corner. Geri hiked her dress before laying her back on the long table. Isa gave a pacifier to her patient and tenderly took her panties off. Geri enjoyed sucking on the baby device while Isa once again gently wiped her moist vagina with a clean towel and sprinkled some baby powder. Geri blushed a bit as she felt isa's tenderness in her pussy. Isa effortless raised Geri's legs and placed a shrinking diaper on her bottom. Once everything was adjusted, Isa removed the pacifier from Geri and motioned her to get down. "Sorry miss you are too big for me to handle." Both of them laughed at that. A quick thank you and and an additional embrace and Geraldine made way for her office to pick her purse. A couple of minutes later, Geraldine was out in late afternoon. As she walked on the street, she looked very happy as a little wind tossed the broad skirt of her baby blue dress. She had her handbag under one arm and her teddy bear under the other. She never thought that being back on diapers would felt so nice as it did today.

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Sorry for the delay but a death in my family put this series on hold until now. Previously... The Fantastic Four were called into action once again! While fighting their latest foes, one of the 'Fourth of July' villains opposing them used strange mental powers to exchange their bodies. Now Reed has Sue's beautiful face and figure! Sue Storm has become her lanky and quite elastic husband Reed! Johnny Storm appears to be Ben Grimm, the Thing to all who see him. Meanwhile,...

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Freaky Flavoured Threesome Sex At Office Guest House

Hi friends. This is Arun. I am 24 years old and I’m here to share with you my real life sex experience with 2 hot babes, Kavita and Gayatri. I saw them for the first time when I visited our office factory in Andhra border along with my colleague Ashwin to look after the operations at the factory and report the same to HO. Both of them are deployed at the factory place. Kavita is an accounting staff and Gayatri works in the IT department. Me and Ashwin got introduced to them on the very first...

4 years ago
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Freaky Honeymoon

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Freaky Honeymoon - Chapter 1? ? ? ?Marsha could not believe what had happened last evening! Meeting the Landers had resulted in a night that she could not have ever imagined. Emily and Charles were a couple in their forties. She was plump and buxom with short dark curly hair, while he was tall, slim and bald. One thing led to another and after a few drinks she and Andrew found themselves in the Landers suite. Another drink and the next thing she knew she was giggling...

2 years ago
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Freaky Friday

Freaky FridayA few months ago, i got in contact with an old classmate from highschool. Back in the days, he was very insecure about him being gay and was a bit of a loner. Years later, i saw him in a bar where i used to come a lot after work and we sat down and talked and laughed and brought up momories for the whole evening and night. He was surprised that i was so cool and understanding about him being gay and the more we talked, the more relaxed he got. He even saved me from a girl that was...

1 year ago
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Freaky Doris

Doris never knew what hit her. She stopped for a drink and someone spiked it with knock out power. She came too on a filthy mattress in the back ally. Her clothes had been ripped from her body and sperm was on her face and breasts. She staggered to her raw meat" "You love it don't you?" laughed Frank.Doris knew there was something wrong with her. Maybe she was freaky crazy having climax's while a man beat her. She didn't care. The boys took turns with the woman until they were too tired to...

Fetish
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A Storm Brewing Part 4 Finale

The girls went to bed with big smiles and butterflies in their stomachs as their big jump into adulthood was hours away. Cindy and Stalking Wolf quietly enjoyed themselves in bed with the two feeling like it was the biggest day of their daughter's life. Stormy was a woman now, her body was changing and she had won the heart of a young man who felt the same for her. The girls were up late the next morning and saw Stalking Wolf head off to his first day of work with his new company. The...

4 years ago
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Storm of the Century

1Storm of the Century By The TechnicianFantasy, BDSM, Transgender?, Flogging, Female-Female, Forced Orgasm, Wiccan Magic = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Strange things happen when the storm of the century approaches the Irish coast. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING!  All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY.  Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content.  All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons...

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Storm coming

Everyone has their fetishes right? Mine's not that weird really; not compared to what I see on the internet... I don't think so anyway. There's just something about storms that get to me. Everything from that wind whipping through the trees to the deafening crash of thunder gets me charged up. It makes my whole body hungry. It awakens a b**st sleeping within me. I'd never thought consciously about it really. It was just a feeling, an energy that the anticipation of the next crash of thunder...

3 years ago
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Storm Rider

She jumped with a start and screamed out loud when thunder crashed a mere hundred feet above the roof of her restaurant. Then she laughed at herself for still being scared of thunder and lightning. Her bulldog barked and walked towards the wind battered door. The restaurant was empty. The storm had kept the tourists on the island, indoors, in the safety of their hotel rooms. It was a freak storm and wasn't going to last long, according to the weather reports. Her bulldog made his way to the...

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Raging Storm

Damien was driving home from another uneventful day at the office. It was a very snowy December evening and he knew it was going to be a night on the couch with a beer, alone, again. Maybe he'd catch a game, find a movie, then go on the computer for a bit. Tomorrow would probably be the same, especially with the harsh snowstorm expected to arrive soon... It was days like this that he almost wished he wasn't divorced. Not that he really missed his ex-wife, that cold-hearted woman... but at...

Love Stories
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Shelter From the Storm

The wipers swished back and forth, not even making it to the end of their travel before the heavy, wet snow once again obscured the view. If anything, it was starting to come down harder. As he had climbed higher into the mountains, it first seemed that the snow was becoming a little thicker, less mixed with rain and more with sleet. But, then again, that may just have been his imagination. Now the snow was definitely harder but there was still a lot of sleet and freezing rain. Anyway he looked...

4 years ago
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Sucking Blue Collar Cock in a Storm

I was born and raised in Minnesota, and was lucky enough to find a job near my hometown after college. I progressed quickly in my career as a mechanical engineer with my company. My wife Sue and I and our two kids enjoyed a great lifestyle there. We were active in our church and had many friends that we had known since we were in elementary school. This meant that we were very conservative in our dealings with friends in our community. We also had a conservative sex life and had only had sex...

2 years ago
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Heart of the Storm From Slaves of the Ameth

This following chapter from the third volume of my "Slaves of the Amethyst" saga is not an erotic story as such although there is a strong erotic thread throughout mush of the novel. I decided to post this extract however in the wake of Hurricane Sandy which has so badly affected the Eastern coast of the United States because of the parallels between the story and the real life experiences of my American friends who lived through the hurricane. In the story the valley of Mathomdale, where most...

1 year ago
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Sucking Blue Collar Cock in a Storm

I was born and raised in Minnesota and was lucky enough to find a job near my hometown after college. I progressed quickly in my career as a mechanical engineer with my company. My wife, Sue, and I and our two kids enjoyed a great lifestyle there. We were active in our church and had many friends that we had known since we were in elementary school. That meant we were very conservative in our dealings with friends in our community. We also had a conservative sex life and had only had sex with...

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1 year ago
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Amity 5 CataclysmChapter 35 The Storm

-- Storm -- I was a happy man. While my sons were still a mystery to be solved, I had at least gotten my daughters back. I can’t believe my amazing Crystal. She had done everything in her power to save her spirit friend even from himself. In my mind, that made her an exception wizard, and I wished I could give her a box she truly deserved. As for Sable, I took great delight in contacting Bron and telling him what his amazing son had done for my daughter and me. If she wants to marry him,...

1 year ago
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Home for Horny Monsters Book TwoChapter 13 In the Eye of the Storm

Mike realized his mistake as soon as it happened. Upon walking out the main entrance, they had stopped long enough for Beth to bid farewell to Asterion. The group all stood at the edge of the reflecting pool, their shortcut back to the house. When Beth rejoined them, Tink counted down from three and they all jumped in at the same time. That’s when Mike remembered that the magical shortcut would take them all to the downstairs closet. Not until the water soaked through his shoes did it occur...

1 year ago
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Storm Tossed Siblings

The storm hit with a ferociousness none had expected, the wind whipping trees and tearing off loose shingles on the houses around them. Teri stood outside, one hand holding down her flying skirt, the other shading her eyes from the slashing rain. The noise was deafening, hurting the eighteen year old girl's ears even as she strained to hear over it. She was listening for the sound of a car engine, her mother's, who had gone into town shopping earlier, before the storm had started. The rain...

1 year ago
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Storm on the beach

The delicate metallic sound of chimes awakens you from your sleep. A cool, sporadic breeze causes the sheer d****s over the doors to the balcony to bellow gracefully into the darkened room. The two walls of open glass doors to the 15th floor wrap around balcony allow a panoramic view over the Gulf of Mexico. The entire end corner of the room is briefly illuminated electric-blue by lightening. Shortly thereafter thunder rumbles in the distance. A storm is gathering off-shore. Sliding out...

2 years ago
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A Storm at SamosChapter 2

Dawn came to find Cadfael still pacing the deck, frantic with worry. The wind was now blowing half a gale and more canvas was out of the question. Iron grey seas marched behind them and it now needed two men on the tiller to keep the little ship on course. Even with the best will, they were still twelve hours from Samos. He rehearsed the arguments in his own mind: Three months ago, Bohemond's treasure ship had vanished. Report placed it at Samos. Three months ago a new Port Captain arrived;...

3 years ago
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The Legacy Chapter 2 The Storm

In her bedroom, at the foot of the bed, they stopped. He took her in his arms again and they kissed, and she was very aware of the heat of his erect cock where it was pinned between them, against her stomach. His hands slid down her back to grip her buttocks, holding her to him for a moment, and when they separated he brought one hand around to cup her sex, aware of the moist, intense heat of her through her lace panties. Beth thought he’d strip them off of her now, but he didn’t, not...

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In The Fury of the Storm

Special thanks to my Editor, CallieJane8 for helping me on this one Carrie sat there in silence and read the words on her computer screen. ‘If there is another hurricane, I don’t want you to be scared. If you don’t want to be alone, I hope you know that you can always stay with me. Signed, Rob’. The message was dated months ago. It had been a quiet hurricane season, at least for them in this part of Florida. Last year was so bad, Carrie wanted to run away and never come back to where she...

2 years ago
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A Storm of Emotions

Slow magenta clouds roll over the land of Tourend as a strong breeze whips up dust and scattered leaves from the ground. In a small village along the east coast parents called out for their children to come inside. This was the second storm of this week. The effects of the last storm were barely over. Hell! Eobard is probably still weeping in the loft of The Fat Leaf . The innkeeper is going to kick him out soon if he doesn't start doing his job of entertaining his guests again. An inn with no...

Fantasy
4 years ago
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After The Storm

The sky looked ominous as Jason Dobbins made his way into town. Storms had been predicted for most of the day and Jason did not doubt for a second they would arrive sometime soon. Eyeing the sky periodically as he drove, Jason made the ten minute trip in normal time as he parked behind the row of businesses that lined the main street of Hicksville, Ohio. Hicksville is a sleepy little mid-west town, population of about 3700 in the upper western part of the state near the Indiana border. He...

3 years ago
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Shelter from the Storm

The wipers swished back and forth, not even making it to the end of their travel before the heavy, wet snow once again obscured the view. If anything, it was starting to come down harder. As he had climbed higher into the mountains, it first seemed that the snow was becoming a little thicker, less mixed with rain and more with sleet. But, then again, that may just have been his imagination. Now the snow was definitely harder but there was still a lot of sleet and freezing rain. Anyway he looked...

3 years ago
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Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. ‘Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it.’ Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I’ll stop by and see what I can do.   It is cold. A winter...

2 years ago
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Summer Storm

Just walking from my car to the front door through the hot, steamy July weather got me sweaty. As the door closed behind me, I reveled in the cooler air of the air-conditioned house. It was turning out to be a long, hot summer and the weather, my work, and just about everything else, were driving me crazy. To top it all off, I was spending the summer alone. My live-in girlfriend Dana, who should have been my release and relief, had taken off for a month or more on a work assignment. A...

First Time
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The Summer storm

It had been a beautiful day on the west coast. The sun was hot and there was just enough of a breeze to keep the body cool. The waves that were crashing on the beach had been slow and fun. There were all kinds of bodies frolicking in the water, body surfing and boogie boarding. But the evening was fast approaching and there was something in the air, a smell and a feeling that could only mean a storm was heading it’s way into shore. The couple had rented a cabin on the beach. It wasn't a big...

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3 years ago
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Incredible ChangesChapter 150 A Storm is Brewing

Come on already! Why can’t I have a vacation without this feeling of impending doom? Wasn’t Kate’s family crisis enough? I knew the feeling all too well now. Oddly I found that out here in the mountains I was able to reach out for over hundreds of miles in all directions. Other than small little pop-up storms, with maybe a dozen cloud to cloud bolts of lightning and some cloud to ground lightning strikes somewhere near the coast, there wasn’t anything even remotely looking like a storm. I...

1 year ago
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Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. "Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it." Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I'll stop by and see what I can do.   It is...

First Time
1 year ago
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The Storm Shelter

“Honey!  We have to go right now!” Cynthia called out with an edge of panic in her voice.I was running through the house checking that all the windows and doors were tightly locked.  A strong gust of wind rattled the last rain-spattered window as I checked it.  Cynthia looked concerned when I eventually joined her in the car.  I quickly checked that she had packed the overnight bags and blankets before reversing out the garage.Hurricane Irma was scheduled to make landfall later that night.  It...

MILF
2 years ago
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The Storm

It was a late summer afternoon as the sun shown brightly in the western sky as he left work. It was on his way home that he noticed the dark ominous clouds on the horizon and the scent of rain was in the air. Dusting off his plants and shirt before jumping into his truck he rolled down the windows on the old 69 Ford he drove. As he drove out of the parking lot he waved at Bob saying have a good one Bob, and he turned left and drove down the street. On the way out of town he stopped by the...

1 year ago
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Storm

Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...

2 years ago
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Eye of the Storm

EYE OF THE STORM BY PAUL G. JUTRAS (MIXTURE OF TG FICTION WITH TRUE STORM EVENTS) It was Saturday night and the road outside his parent's house was deserted. For three days Paul and his folks had watched as I-4 and 95 went bumper-to-bumper traffic, so that one could travel faster by foot to evacuate for Hurricane Frances. Paul's dad believed in his house better than any shelter and had the three of them hunker down there. It was 5pm when the power went out. "I'm starting to think...

2 years ago
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STORM A BREWING

Nick stood on the back porch and looked up at the darkening sky. It was strange the way the sky was moving. It was as if a dark green blanket were being d****d over the Earth by unseen hands. Nick felt his arms prickle with goose bumps as a cool breeze wafted over him.Thunder roared in the distance and Nick could see shards of lightning touching down in his neighbor's yards down the road."Nick? Does it look bad?" Nick's beautiful wife Lauren was in the living room looking out the sliding glass...

3 years ago
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Lady of the Storm

I could see you on the horizon in the distance, standing on the beach. The wind from the approaching storm was stirring from the south, and it was making your gown ripple and flow from your body. From this distance I could just make out the subtle curve of your hips, the strong posture of your shoulders on the windward side. You stood still there on the shore, the white of your robe like a beacon against the rapidly darkening sky. I was drawn to you. I stepped of the porch of my beach house...

2 years ago
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Brewing Up A Storm

This short story is based on the two characters that were in my first story Elaine and Me. Some years have elapsed and they are still in love. I think that this story might illustrate the prejudice experienced by TS women everywhere. If anyone has any comments then please let me know. Brewing Up A Storm By Elaine Copyright 2001 "Darling will you help me get ready?" Elaine asked standing in the doorway. "Sure," he replied smiling at the scantily clad woman standing before...

4 years ago
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The Storm

The impending storm was bringing the twilight faster than usual.  He was seated on a barstool on one side of the counter in the kitchen, glancing absently at a newspaper spread out on the counter, and she stood directly opposite him, on the other side of the counter.  Thunder sounded in the distance.  He filled his heavy flat-bottomed glass with scotch from the decanter on the counter.  She looked at the sky then the clouds through the window to the West.  ?Storm brewing.?  she said.  ?Big...

3 years ago
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The Storm Damage

Edited by George5. Of course, I had to screw with it afterward; so all missing steaks are mine. My marriage was destroyed and my anger peaked and was sustained by a power outage. Then another storm helped make some repairs. My name is Carl Arthur Thomas and at the time I was destroyed I was 29 years old and had been married for 5 years. We had no kids and had not talked about starting a family. I am 6’ 1/2” tall, blue-eyed, 180 pounds, and prematurely gray-haired. I am told that the gray...

3 years ago
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The Ice Storm Cometh

Maine: 2013Susan sat in her driveway, hands trembling on the steeringwheel. Her mind was exactly thirteen and a half miles away in a Dodge Ram 4X4 parked at the gym where she worked out. Her affair with Mac, consummated barely an hour ago, left her whole body shaking. She didn’t quite know how she was able to navigate the icy streets to the home and shared with her husband of eleven years, Tom, and their two children. Even with Mac following her to her driveway and then discreetly keep going...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Storm Shelter Sex Finale

The air conditioner had kept the air temperature in my bedroom at a comfortable 72 degrees. But Lisa and I had both generated quite a bit of body heat while she gave me a masterful blowjob and I feasted on her boobs with my mouth while at the same time twiddling her twat with my fingers and pleasuring her clit with my thumb, until both of us enjoyed stupendous orgasms. Lust and sexual activities both generate heat… Some mentally, and some physically. Both Lisa and I had at least temporarily...

Mature
3 years ago
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Storm

“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...

Outdoor
2 years ago
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Stranded at Sea The Storm Part 2

"Hey Andy. How are you feeling? Did you get much sleep?” she asked, looking concerned. "Pretty well actually", I wasn't lying. I felt very refreshed. "Where did you find those clothes?” I asked quickly. "Downstairs. In that food store room at the back there's a case with lots of old looking clothes", Janet replied. I nodded and my attention turned to the deck of the boat. "What are they doing?" I asked as I spotted Kathy, accompanied by Sarah, both of them leaning over the...

2 years ago
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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

1 year ago
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The Storm Shelter II Cynthia

Cynthia woke up before most of the people in the storm shelter.  She had slept quite well and considering how much she hated sleeping anywhere other than a bed; it was a small miracle that she had slept at all.   The worst of the storm seemed to have passed, the wind had died down and a steady rain was all that remained of the retreating storm.Cynthia was pleased that she could hear light snoring coming from Jason confirming that he was still asleep.  She needed some time to just think with no...

First Time
1 year ago
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Any Port in a Storm

Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more ahead of this version so if you want to stay right up to date and you want to show me some love I invite anyone able to come on over and...

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Eye Of The Storm

It was late. Storm clouds hung in the air, each adding another dark textured layer to the night sky. A flash of lightning illuminates all around for the briefest of moments before the deep rumble of thunder and darkness descends once more. Heavy rain pounds relentlessly against the floor to ceiling office windows, the bustling city swarming below. Building lights span as far as the eye can see, the red streak of blurred taillights painting a vivid picture as people feverishly rush to get out of...

Office Sex
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Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

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2 years ago
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MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORM

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

4 years ago
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The Storm

I went on vacation to this this lake resort, by myself. I just needed some peace and quiet, being able to do what ever I want to do. I like this resort I went to, because I'm able to lay on the dock without a bathing suit if I want.Which, the first day I was there, I went to the local store, stocked up on some groceries, a few bottles of wine and a new blow up raft. I went back to my cabin, made some lunch, changed into my cover up and headed to the dock. I brought my radio and the raft. ...

2 years ago
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Riding out a storm with my girlfriends Mom

I was in my early 30's and had been dating Sue for about three months when she talked to me about taking a trip to her parents cabin for the weekend. The trip up to Duluth for the weekend seemed fun and I looked forward to it. It was going to be the last trip of fall as winter was coming and little did we know how fast it would come. As it turns out Sue and her dad were going to head up there on Friday night and I was to pick up here mom Saturday afternoon to ride up together. As we got going...

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