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I waited in my foxhole. The shelling was almost over for today, and our section had been pretty lucky so far, with only one or two direct hits and only a single casualty. The silence rang out clearly when the shelling stopped, and I made my way to the main burrow where captain Andersen pored over a map of the battlefield. "Jerries missed us today!" I said as cheerily as I could manage. "Sometimes I wonder," he grunted. "Maybe they're just messing with our heads." I ignored his usual pessimism and went over to the lonely little coffee-pot bubbling over a smoking woodfire, and poured myself a cup. "I mean, even Jerry wouldn't waste good shells trying to play mind-games with us." "I wouldn't put it past him. Just the other day there was a report of some new kind of attack, gas or something that took a whole company right out a couple miles north of us. Some kind of psychological breakdown, word is. Anyway, this war is going on too long. I wish to God that something would just end the whole bloody business." The next day was the same thing again, just like the week before. Surprisingly light activity from the German side. Half of us were wondering if maybe they were running out of supplies because of some unseen logistical hitch behind their lines. Or, the more optimistic among us reflected, maybe Germany itself was running out of supplies! Surely the war couldn't be very far from being over. And as if to shine a ray of hope on our lives, a telegram came from command that our section was to be relieved soon and given a week's leave in some little town situated some miles behind the trenches, where they had miraculously preserved some buildings from the bombs and bullets. It was just enough to make me think that things were going well - we could afford replacement troops, and seemingly the Germans couldn't even keep up a decent shelling. Consistent with this sunny development, there was even word that new uniforms and equipment would be issued after a few days of leave. There's nothing that can cheer up your average soldier more than the promise of clean clothes and a few extra pairs of socks - especially if there's a chance of them staying clean for a few days. Sure enough, the next night we shipped out, marching in a scattered line along the muddy, rutted roads. The replacements who were passing us seemed fresh and soft in appearance, although it was hard to tell by the dim light of our black-out lamps. Jesus, the recruits seemed like they were getting younger every day. If these were the best we could offer the Germans, maybe things weren't going so well as I hoped on the home front. Some of the voices I heard even sounded pre-adolescent in their pitch - certainly far too high for a man old enough to be on the front. Their clothes seemed baggy in all the wrong spots. I cursed under my breath. Such a war, it even ground up the young and innocent. Soon the voices were past and we were left alone on the five-mile road to the town. After that march, I wasn't nearly as optimistic as I had been the morning before. The lights of the hotel where we were being boarded looked gloomy and under-powered, as though the electric power equipment was being run at half-speed. Everything looked weird and faded. They sent me up to my room with my kit, where it turned out I was sharing a bed with one other soldier. He introduced himself as Duncan Bevers. "I'm Andrew English, although I'm as Yank as they come," I replied as I shook his hard, calloused hand. He grinned at me. "A few days on the home front, eh? Or as close as us boots get." I couldn't help but smile back at him. It was refreshing to see someone whose sense of happiness hadn't been worn down by all this eternal fighting. I slept a marvelously sound sleep and even dreamed a little. With no morning reveille, I spent a luxurious few extra hours simply lounging on the bed, although Duncan was long up, saying something about scouting out a breakfast. It was the thought of bacon, prompted by the smell, that finally roused me from supinity. I followed my nose to a mess tent on the other end of town, and saw most of my fellow soldiers already chowing down on good eggs and bacon, washed down with gallons of hot coffee. I happily joined them, and then it was announced over loudspeaker that there was going to be a film showing in the theatre. It was odd, though: the voice sounded female. I couldn't think what a woman would be doing giving announcements in a town so near to the line. But then I considered whether it would be very unusual for a nurse to be in charge of organizing events during leave, and found it fairly likely. Sure enough, as I passed the building where the microphone was mounted, I caught a flash of some bright blonde hair in a neat braid in an upper window. Some lucky general or other probably sniffing around her, I thought jealously to myself. Oh, well. At least I wasn't on the front. I was looking forward to the film as I looked around for a seat among the milling throng of freshly showered soldiers. Normally our touches of home were limited to letters and Red Cross packages, but the chance of seeing some familiar sights from the comparably care-free world state-side cheered our spirits, even if our bodies were as tired as the devil. It was certain to be a relaxing week, I thought to myself as I settled into the faded and creaking wooden theatre seat. The picture flicked on as the lights dimmed. It seemed to be some sort of romance flick, but we would take what we could get. The projector seemed to be having a hard time of it as it flickered and jittered. It made my eyes hurt, but I got the general gist of the story. Something about a woman who longed for her husband to come home from war, and had daydreams about his return. Good ol' sentimental propaganda, pretty harmless, but I was hoping for something a little meatier. I kept getting distracted, though. It was as if my attention would wander off and I would come to with a start some minutes later. The woman of the film kept falling into daydreams about her man, and some of the images were getting suggestive, if not downright smutty. I heard some whoops and hollers as she fantasized about herself touching his chest, taking his shirt off, and rubbing her hands all over him. My mind reclined in a warm sea of imagination. It would feel so nice for someone to take off my shirt and rub me all over like that. And then she would move lower, and massage my ass, and then...my mind floated free through the fantasy as she treated me to all the wonders of feminine attention. Of course the film itself didn't get to the really good parts (that I noticed, anyway), but just enough to raise my temperature and some other aspects of my anatomy. Goodness, this theatre seemed hot. I could smell the combined sweat of a hundred other soldiers who had, it seemed, gotten just as warm under the collar. There was some playful nudges and mockery as those who had let their imaginations go a little too far tried to hide the wet spots on the front of their pants. I grinned to myself as I made my way back to my room. This was turning out to be a pretty good week after all - and it was only the first day! After lunch was free time and I found myself a spare magazine and settled back to read some outdated articles about women's fashion. I found it fascinating: I had never realized how many details combined to make a woman's outfit. After a few hours of wasting time, I closed my eyes for a nap, and slept until supper. Chapter 2 After supper, everybody retired to their rooms. It had been a relaxing day overall, and Duncan and I were both in a good mood. We found that someone had left record player in our room and some records of German language lessons. When we asked around, we found that this was part of a series of training exercises that were being mingled with our leave. We were expected to listen to the records while we slept, in the hopes that we would pick up some knowledge of German along the way. Presumably they had some dubious hope that we might find it useful should we ever overhear some German discussing vital enemy plans. I rolled my eyes and Duncan followed suit, but we obediently put the record on to play as we went to bed. It was a soothing female voice that quickly lulled us into unconsciousness, whispering German phrases and English translations. They seemed oddly chosen, possibly from some ladies' club, I thought as I drifted off. "Mein Mann is angekommen. My husband has arrived. Ich liebe seine beruhrung. I love his touch. Ich genie?e es, meinem Meister zu gehorchen. I enjoy obeying my master. Ich trage gerne R?cke. I love wearing skirts..." As I drifted off, I chuckled at the thought of this ever applying in a military setting. Perhaps if Hitler came and performed crossdressing vaudeville at the front-lines...I laughed, and then slept. When I woke, Ich was pleasantly refreshed. I mean, I was pleasantly refreshed. Apparently some German was embedding itself in my noggin after all. Himmel! I was surprised, but gave due credit to whichever egghead had thought up the concept. Breakfast was as good as yesterday, although today there was rich, fresh cow's milk with it. Gott in Himmel, where had they gotten cow's milk?! It was rich and creamy tasting, with some of the unfiltered thickness that comes with fresh country-side milk. I swished it in my mouth and gulped it down, appreciating the sweet flavour. I even asked for a second cup although I regretted it a bit when I felt a bit bloated afterwards. Burping didn't help much. I would have to watch my intake: being greedy might lead to an illness after the stunted fare from the front lines. The rest of the day passed in a sweet languor, thinking of almost nothing besides savouring the quiet. I slept soundly again, although I still felt bloated from all the food I had eaten earlier. I turned on the German records again, still jabbering away about the kind of thing that might be talked about in a lady's drawing room, and drifted away into strange dreams about getting captured by the Germans and finding that they were all having afternoon tea in barmaid dresses, looking very fetching and busty. One kissed my on the lips and I felt strange swellings in my depths and a sweet taste on my lips, which seemed to be smudged with something greasy. I felt hot, and there were butterflies in my stomach as I turned to face the nearest German officer and leaned in for a passionate kiss... I woke in a sweat, but feeling very aroused. The German record seemed to have shut off during the night, and I splashed some water on my face from the jug on the table. Looking out from the window, I could see a light coming from the building which had been designated our command post. Shadows flickered rhythmically, and it seemed that there were two people moving together in the room. I thought again of the blonde hair at the window from that morning, and my cock throbbed at the thought of some lusty officer having his way with her. I finally got back to sleep, but not for a while. Duncan was snoring soundly. I soon joined him in a fortunately now-dreamless sleep. The next day was largely the same, although they announced that there would be another film showing. The day passed in a blur of wasted time and mindless comfort until the next film showing. Again, the same female announcer gave us our cue, and we filed into the theatre keyed up and ready for whatever. As I passed the window again, I saw the same blonde hair as the other day, and this time the profile of an astounding bust. Whichever nurse or aide that was, I certainly wanted to find where she was quartered and perhaps pay her a visit after hours. The atmosphere in the theatre was even more relaxed than yesterday, if that was even possible. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and I heard a few scattered German phrases as the rest of the guys tested out their new German language skills. A few seemed to be wearing skirts as a joke reference to the subject matter of the language lessons, and everyone took the joke pretty well, albeit with some heavy ribbing. The film today was even steamier than the last one. It seemed more oriented to the current audience, although I couldn?t help but wonder how this had passed the Army censors ? or the event organizers. But the film kept rolling so I decided to enjoy it. Today the film was undeniably pornographic. A blonde cutie was propositioned by some soldiers in nondescript uniforms, and she seemed only too happy to help them relieve their pent-up frustrations. As she lay stretched out on the bar, getting screwed from behind and sucking the other in her bright red lipsticked mouth, I could feel my own male passions growing. I smelled a sweet scent of flowers in the air, and everything seemed warm and happy. The soldiers climaxed and sprayed the lust-drunk girl with their seed, and I came to my own climax. So did half the rest of the theatre, since most of the soldiers, Duncan included, were diligently rubbing themselves along with the hot picture. No one seemed to mind very much ? after all, we were all soldiers, weren?t we? We made our way back to the room, where the lights were low again, no doubt because of black-out procedures and the eternally decrepit electrical system. There was a light, pleasant smell of flowers in the room, although I couldn?t figure out where it was coming from. The air was thick with it ? almost hazy, it seemed. The warm sensation of arousing comfortableness which had suffused me during the film had returned, and I was full of the milk of human kindness. As I lay on the bed, I felt like all the hatred and anger and stress I had ever felt was draining out of me. A helpless smile played over my face as I looked at Duncan, who was grinning like a fool, apparently feeling just like I did. I struggled out of my shirt: I didn?t need it in this hot room. Duncan had done the same. I reached out and turned him over on the bed. I wanted to rub his back, make him comfortable. It was the least I could do after all the stress we had been through. If the two of us couldn?t help each other in this war, when could we possibly hope for relief or relaxation? My hands tugged, pulled, and prodded at his stiff back muscles. He groaned in appreciation as I kneaded to tension out of his back. Soon I could feel him relax, and his muscles softened into rest. After I was finished, he rolled over, and I looked with admiration at his chiseled chest, and the blonde chest hair that was sprinkled around his pecs. It was a good-looking chest. A manly chest. I wanted to touch it too. I rubbed his chest and the flowery smell seemed to increase the haze in my mind as I rhythmically moved my hands back and forth over the taut muscles there. Back and forth, back and forth. How long had I been rubbing him? He was beaming up at me, seemingly in stupor, and I was not far behind him, trapped in the loop of the pleasurable sensations of bodily contact. The haze increased, and I think I was... I was touching and rubbing... My hand was buried between his... The sound of his happiness, and... My strobing consciousness faded in and out... How I had longed for him to come home... I shed tears of joy... How long we had been apart, and how happy we could be now... I think we fell asleep that way, with me on top of him, massaging both of us into insensibility. When I woke in the morning, the flowery smell was gone, and Duncan was lying on his side of the bed, fully clothed. Had I had a particularly intense dream? I decided I had, and shrugged off the odd memory from my attention. It was certainly unusual, but if Duncan had nothing to say about it, I certainly wasn?t going to bring it up. Didn?t want any awkwardness between us, particularly when we had become such fast friends. Duncan indeed had nothing to say about it, and so the thing passed. Chapter 3 That afternoon, the new uniforms arrived on the backs of a series of trucks. The troops gathered around, all fresh-faced and red-cheeked from their showers, some still clad in nothing more than towels. Along with the uniforms came packages of toiletries and candy. As we tore open the boxes of uniforms, I heard a shout go up, ?They?ve gone and mixed it up again, the fuckers!? I looked at the uniform in my hand. It was a woman?s uniform! Some bungler had accidentally ordered us all women?s uniforms! Someone began laughing, and it was such a welcome sound to break the awkward moment that everyone started laughing. Then one of the guys who had been wearing a skirt earlier in the theatre began stripping and putting on the clean female clothes that we had been sent. I kept mine folded since I hadn?t showered yet, but it was clear that everyone was putting on the skirts in solidarity. ?The Women?s Lib Army, that?s what we are!? someone shouted, and again everyone laughed. Chuckling myself, I made my way to the showers where I unboxed the soap, which smelled particularly strong, and proceeded to lather up with it. The hot water was a god-send. I scrubbed my armpits and crotch especially, since those could end up especially funky after a few weeks on the front, followed by the rest of my body. As I rinsed, I noticed that the drain was completely clogged with hair, and I flicked the pile aside so the sudsy water could drain. Why was there so much hair? Surely the guys weren?t shaving their legs in the shower now, were they? As I dried off, I realized that they didn?t have to ? the soap seemed to remove hair on its own. Probably some kind of ultra-powerful anti-lice soap burning the hair clean off. If felt very odd to have my skin so smooth, but I couldn?t honestly say that it felt bad to be free of all the fur. Especially on the chest, where it could tend to be a bit thick and matted. As I slipped into the clean uniform, though, I could tell why shaved legs and a skirt go together ? the breeze against the exposed skin is tantalizingly freeing. I felt fresh and clean all the way through. The top was tight-fitting, but the arms were the right length at least. Of course there was a good deal extra room in the, uh, chest region, but that really couldn?t be helped. It felt good to be in a clean uniform, and underwear. Oh, right, the underwear. Somehow they had scared up silk instead of cotton, although I truly couldn?t fathom how they hadn?t noticed the frightful expense. The silk was divinely smooth against my underparts, and my legs slipped deliciously past each other as I strode out of the showers. I even shortened my strides so that it would take longer to get to the mess hall. My cock and balls slipped smoothly side to side as I walked: silk definitely didn?t have the same containment power as cotton, and the extra room in the seat for what was clearly meant to be a woman?s behind didn?t help keep things where they needed to be. As I sat in the mess tent, Duncan made his way over to me and wedged himself in. Tonight?s fare was chicken: chicken with so much fat on it that it jiggled on the plate. I could hear slurps of pleasure erupting from around the room as everyone sucked down their well-seasoned chicken. And of course, there was more milk. They must have a flock of cows that some officer had ?requisitioned,? or they wouldn?t be able to provide this much milk. Duncan leaned over and jabbed a fork at me. ?So, have you seen that blonde goddess yet?? ?The one who?s been giving the announcements? Yes, twice. But I have no idea where she?s been sleeping, or I?d go around and try to introduce myself.? Duncan winked. ?I may have a lead for us.? I gulped. The thought of spending some time with her seemed almost too good to be true. My cock stirred weakly in my panties, and then subsided. ?Where is she?? ?She?s got a room in our command post, and the back door guard owes me one. We could wander around tonight. Whaddya say?? It certainly was tempting. After a moment?s consideration, I agreed. Wouldn?t want to miss such a spectacular chance: something this fortunate might not happen to me before the rest of the war was over. We hastily bolted the rest of our chicken, and swallowed the final glasses of milk. My stomach gurgled, and I felt a slight twinge in one of my pectorals that quieted after a moment. I rubbed my chest with both hands thoughtfully. I really had better watch my diet. What if I ended up having a heart attack and sitting the rest of the war out in some convalescent home or army hospital? The silk bra felt particularly good against my smooth, hairless chest. I rubbed it unconsciously as Duncan and I walked to the command building. After a word to the smooth-chinned youth of a guard at the back door, we were permitted to enter. We creaked up some smooth wooden stairs on tiptoe, half-afraid of waking the commander, and half-afraid of not making it to the goddess?s room. At the end of the second-floor corridor was the room that corresponded with the window I had seen the light in the previous night. I could smell some strong incense or scent flowing underneath the door. And there were sounds, too: the sound of moaning and creaking bed-springs. Someone had made it there before us! Indignantly, and yet with caution, I laid my ear up to the door panel. But it now sounded more like two women than anything else. I motioned to Duncan, who had turned around and was dithering a few feet away. ?It?s all right ? it?s another girl!? I whispered to him. He pivoted in a heartbeat. As we turned, the door opened and framed against the light was an absolute goddess of blonde perfection. Her perfect breasts sat proudly on an athletic-looking frame: her trimmed blonde bush of pubic hair covered what looked to be a magnificent vagina. Her blue eyes looked with calm imperiousness at the two intruders at her door. Then, she turned her back on us and walked back into the room. ?Follow,? she ordered. We obeyed like two lost puppy dogs and followed her mesmerizingly swaying buttocks into the hot room. There was another girl on the bed, half-clothed, and half- sunk in exhaustion ? it looked like she had been sleeping with some general and borrowed his uniform, because there were bars and medals on her coat. The blonde goddess motioned to Duncan to shut the door. He did so, and locked it behind him. I could feel my armpits beginning to sweat with the sexual tension in the air, and I licked my lips expectantly. She broke the silence. ?You would like to have me?? We both nodded simultaneously, without a word. ?Then you may have me ? but first, you must do as I ask. Open your coats.? I fumbled at the buttons in my haste to obey. My silken bra gleamed in the yellow lamplight: I had almost forgotten it. She glanced at us and seemed to find something lacking, for she frowned, and then quickly smiled. ?Come to Erika. Come taste me in all my glory.? She rubbed at her own breasts, and trailed a hand up and down her side. The girl on the bed seemed to be lounging in a stupor. I could smell flowers again, and I could feel a great electric tingling in my crotch, although my dick didn?t seem to stiffen. Erika continued to rub, and Duncan and I both took a step closer. Those tits! Their heft was the most satisfying thing I had ever experienced, and as I drew closer, I sank until my face was on a level with her pink, protruding nipple. It called to me. It seemed right that it should be sucked, sucked with reverence. In fact there was a bead of milk just about to drip in shameless waste: I couldn?t let such a glorious thing be lost. My tongue shot out unbidden and caught the drip of sweet milk mid-air: and my brain began to fuzz and spark with pleasure. All the promised wanton orgiastic pleasure that had been lurking in the air for the past several days seemed to find their flash-point here. There was a wealth of femininity to be enjoyed, if only I could suckle at Erika?s sweet breast. My lips closed on the fat softness. I began to suck diligently, tenderly, consumingly. The nipple yielded softly into my mouth. My whole focus was directed on that contact. I felt her hand cup the back of my head and draw me further into her bosom. I could sense Duncan next to me, and I heard little mewling noises of pleasure: tiny squeaks of surrender and mindless sensation. Then I realized that those tiny feminine sounds were my own, drawn out of my willing psyche as Erika?s breast tuned me to her will. I surrendered wholly and gladly. I would serve Erika if only I could be her baby, her infant, and suckle on Mommy?s breast forever. Her milk filled my mouth again, and again, and the room vanished from my ability to comprehend it. The only thing that mattered was drinking. Fill and swallow, fill and swallow, fill and swallow, mouthful after mouthful of acceptance and submission. I greedily nuzzled her breast like a calf urging more milk from an udder: an animalistic instinct to increase and grow fat. We drank. And drank. And then Erika laid us on the bed, wiping our drizzled mouths. I could see Duncan?s distended, fat belly in soft rounded plumpness. I could feel my own sloshing, as it should be. All was well. Erika put out her hand and began to rub my chest deliberately. I could feel a great heat rising up there, drawing on the energy stored in her milk in my gut. I cried out in pleasure and alarm as the heat became intense, and focused on my nipples. Something was changing, and I was being swept along in its wake. My breasts grew soft, tingling, and plump on my hairless chest. I giggled helplessly as I watched them push out, stirring under Erika?s urging. The milk from my stomach seemed to be surging through my veins and rushing to my new, tender tits. They slowly squished from side to side under Erika?s touch, and I moaned in ecstasy. My moan seemed to wake the girl on the bed, and she stirred, the army coat falling of her slim attractive shoulders. I could see that she was naked on her lower half, and somehow the thought didn?t really excite me as much as my half-remembered self thought it would have in the past. Slowly, with eyes full of mindless pleasure, she positioned herself over my face: I could see her glistening pussy winking over my face. A drip landed on my softly moaning lips, and a great wave of musky scent washed over my nose. I licked my lips, and then she descended, masking me and burying my face in feminine arousal. It was slimy, and good. My tongue plunged deep and the burning in my crotch grew even hotter. A furious twitching erupted at the base of my asshole, behind my balls. I felt wet, elated, passion spreading through my crotch and belly as I licked the girl?s sex. I grasped her hips from below to get my face deeper in her cunt. Soon she shifted her hips and my lips pressed up against her anus. Without thinking, I kept licking. My soft tongue darted through the muscular ring and tasted her strong flavor. All I could smell was the sweat of her ass crowding my nose, and my mind was flooded with the arousal of her odor. I felt Erika?s hand creeping down from my proud chest to my anus, and she stroked her soft fingers around my rosebud, and her thumb got busy with my hot new hole that was beginning to separate into a slit stretching from just in front of my ass to my balls. My mind strayed to how empty my ballsack felt: it was just a soft bag of skin, empty of manhood. Her strong fingers folded and prodded it, tucking and pinching and packing it away, smoothing out the folds back to where they belonged. I could feel my wetness aiding her soft rearrangement. The girl continued to writhe her crotch back and forth across my face. Around my ass and slit, I felt new weight begin to plummet from my rump, pendulous and shapely. Perfect for filling roomy panties, and swaying gloriously side-to-side when walking. I think I passed out from lack of air, because after that, everything went black for a bit. When I woke up again, all was still. I was laying on the bed, snuggled up against the girl?s back. But then who was pressed up against my back? I rolled over lazily, my new-found softness jiggling oh so pleasantly. I giggled again. My mistress was standing watching us. I looked over the girl against my back with delight. Her blonde hair was braided, but tossed and slick with sweat that spoke of energetic fucking. Her breasts proudly lolled to one side as she slept, and her perfect pink nipples protruded like they were crying for attention. Her hips were rounded and powerful, and her hairy bush covered a fleshy, engorged cunt. As I watched, she woke, and her bright blue eyes, innocent of knowledge and care, met mine. We kissed almost chastely, until our tongues tangled, and we began to make out in earnest, full of girlish panting and giggling. Erika watched us moan and rub each other until we heard a slight sound at the door. ?Open the door. Schnell, Fraulein Duncan, or should I say Brigitte? she whispered commandingly to the girl in the uniform. The buxom girl padded obediently to the door and opened it. Two soldiers were standing there, looking delightfully feminine in their skirts and blouses. ?Elsie,? Erika crooned. ?Elsie, it?s time to help them.? I answered to my name, and I smiled coyly at the soldiers. They too would know Erika?s gift. As the first stuck his hot, stiff cock into my cunt, I cried out and cooed in pleasure and wanton lust. The urge to mate filled my sex-drunk senses, and I thrust and wriggled my round hips back into his crotch, grinding my pussy as far as I could onto his manliness, until he spurted his seed onto me, missing my pussy entirely as his dick softened and melted into womanhood underneath him. My breasts were leaking milk and I felt a womanly pride in my ability to lactate, to provide for my inevitable children. Soon I would be pregnant, just as I should be. But to accomplish that, I would have to go home, home to the fine Aryans who would fill me with their proud heritage, make a good Fraulein out of me. I closed my eyes and gave in to the darkness and the love. I would be a good wife. Any observer outside the town would have seen shadows moving out from the command post as Erika?s influence spread. And although the town stayed quiet during the day, the next night a scattered column of figures wound their way out of the town. And through the darkness, quiet female noises filtered up into the night. The blonde former General crouched on all fours and thrust back with animal rutting lust against the German Shepherd who had mounted her. The stink of canine sex filled the air. The lusty slapping sounds and panting rhythmically pulsated through the command post. The dog?s tongue lolled out of his open mouth and he dominated the sweating, almost animalistic- smelling girl. Erika gloated over her. ?Yes, mein General. Give yourself to your German master. Soon your soldiers will walk across the battlefield and offer themselves to my German men as wives and whores, wanting nothing more than to be filled with German dicks and seed. I think this war will be over quickly. So when you have satisfied Fritz there, I want you to send another telegram ? I think this town is ready for another batch....?

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

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Antheas baby 1

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Hallie Kassie

Hallie and Kassie were both freshman; they were designated roommates by the apartment office for the complex in which they had chosen to live. The university did not have near enough dorm space so the local apartment complexes did a booming business renting to students.In a questionnaire that was part of their apartment application, Hallie and Kassie had each answered many demographic and personal questions. The apartment management had worked out a system to sort students into roommates based...

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Hallies Story

Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...

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Hallies Story

Hallie –I really love my bff, Jessica and I am fond of her boyfriend, Jason, but sometimes she drags me into things that I would prefer not to do. Like tonight, drinks and dinner at Jessica’s with her second cousin from out East. Sure, I can be pleasant, demure, sociable, and all that but things like this aren’t really what I had in mind.But, I may as well look nice. I have a new dress and the neckline is lower than I usually wear, but the color and print screamed at me in the store. It is...

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Hallie the Slut I Had a Dream

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Calliopes New Life

Following the party and her introduction to the family, Padraic and Calliope settled into their own routine. They discussed the rules and in an effort to keep his baby happy Padraic compromised on a few smaller issues and Callie learned to be cared for after so many years of having to look after herself.The biggest concession came the day after the party, when they had gone to sign the contract with the amendments they had made to it. Callie had sat up on his lap and turned to him seriously,...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

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Uther

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The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

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Carruthers Bride

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Palli Manaviyai Sight Adithu Oothen

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Athena Corp Chronicles A Mothers Love

As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...

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Sex Therapy 2 The Thert

PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...

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Aunt Katherin and Her SlavesChapter 2 Katherine

Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

Amateur Porn Sites
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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

Voyeur Porn Sites
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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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Aether Guardians

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Allyson Ch 03

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

Extreme Porn Websites
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Allyson Ch 07

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Allyson Ch 04

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Callum and Andy New master new slave

Callum hurried down the vacant school corridor on his way to the lesson. He was already ten minutes late. He turned a sharp corner and all of a sudden collided with someone coming in the other direction. His bag went flying, spilling out the entirety of its contents on to the floor.The embarrassment of that alone would have been bad enough but at the bottom of his bag were a pair of leather handcuffs which, along with the rest of the bahs contents, were now scattered across the floor....

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Allison and the PrimdalesChapter 91 Swimwear or Lack Thereof

If Greg thought he was going to maintain an air of modesty around the house with his children there, he was sorely mistaken. For one thing, he still had to work every week day, which left the girls alone in the house. On Friday he sat behind his desk at work, daydreaming about the girls all swimming nude in the pool. Or perhaps "fantasizing" was a better word. It was made all the more realistic by the knowledge that it was probably going on even as he was thinking about it. That didn't...

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Allyson Ch 02

Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet, her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed, and had she been able to see, her lipstick was smudged. Standing in front of her were two young men, a third, the one who’d knotted her...

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The Murder of Sharon Weathers Slut Extraordinaire

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

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Allyson Ch 06

At first the call from Audra caught the boys off guard, but they quickly recovered. While Wayne pulled the sleeping bags out of the tent and rolled to them up, Paul loaded the fishing gear and coolers. Aubrey soon had the tent down, and after a walk over to clean up any litter they were on their way. All three were tired so to keep awake they started to chatter. A number of things came up, but in the back of everyone’s mind there was only one topic that anyone cared about. ‘So she wants to...

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College Pennai Toiletil Vaithu Veritheera Seithen

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Calliopes Daddy

Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...

4 years ago
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Calliopes Daddy

Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...

3 years ago
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Allyson Ch 05

By mid-morning the Hanson’s had managed to get Allyson back to their house. Mrs. Hanson, Audra, helped her upstairs and back into Paul’s bedroom. Allyson had been given a heavy dose of antibiotics, a mild pain killer, and a sedative to calm her down. Audra was thankful the doctors had medicated her so heavily since it had made it easier to get her settled. All the way back Allyson tried valiantly to assert herself, she insisted she’d soon be OK and able to start back out on her own. Audra knew...

3 years ago
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Allyson my sultry little aussie devil

“Really?” she asks me with a curious smile. “That’s what some psychological studies have suggested”, I reply. A psychoanalytical suggestion that men are attracted to the female’s butt because it stands for the breasts seems to intrigue Allyson, my 19 years old Australian student. She is one of the most lively and vivacious girls amongst the 31 odds students from Italy, France, Chile, Argentina, US, India, Iran, Japan, Korea and Australia who are in the international graduate exchange programme...

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Callys Pantyhose Humiliation

I don't normally write from a male perspective... so, go easy on me :)--I was, by any measure, a successful man. Finance director at a Fortune 500 company, fast car, beautiful wife, gorgeous home in an affluent part of town. I had it all, yet I threw it all away and became a sissy bitch with barely a second thought. And it all started with Cally.Cally owned my world and she didn't even know it. She was one of the P.A.s from across the hall. She worked for Hunter Chesterton, if I remember...

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Becoming Anthea

My name is Anthony and I am twenty-two years old. I have extra-long dark hair and darker eyes. I tie my hair into a ponytail and have a close trimmed beard. I look handsome and enjoy keeping myself in shape. I am a lucky guy as I have a very sexy girlfriend who is two years older than me. Zoe and I met at a mutual friend’s party and hit it off right away. She has short blonde hair and blue eyes. Her small beautiful mouth sits beneath a cute button nose. All in all, Zoe is a goddess and I love...

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Callum and Adam The schoolgirls and the babysitter

It was a sunny Friday afternoon. Adam was relaxing in his room when he heard a sudden shattering of glass downstairs. He ran down the stairs to find one of the front windows was now in pieces all over the floor, a frisbee laid on the carpet in amongst the glass. Just as moved to  the door to look for the culprits the door bell sounded. Two girls from his school, Tilly and Summer, stood at the doorstep with guilty expressions on their faces.?Hi.? Said Tilly. ?We’re really sorry but it was us...

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Theateril Auntyai Kaai Adithen

Hi friends, indru sex kathaiyil auntyai usar seithu eppadi matter adithen enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. En peyar Seenu. Vayathu 21 aagugirathu. Naan ithu naal varai entha penaiyum sex seithathu kidaiyaathu. Naan engineering padithu varugiren, enathu nanbargal oru naal theaterku ennai azhaithaargal. Naangal neraga bar seithu saraku adithom, appozhuthu bagubali padam oodi kondu irunthathu. Naangal oru gramathil irukum theaterku sendru irunthom. Angu pothuvaga pengal athigam vara matargal,...

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Callum and Adam torment Lily

Fourteen year old Adam writhed in pain. He was lying on his bed with nipple clamps attached firmly to his chest and handcuffs securing him to the bed frame. Intermittently his 17 year old step brother Callum whipped him across his bare chest with a flogger further increasing his discomfort. I should say at this point the story isn’t going to be about the bondage games Adam and Callum played together.  You see, when Callum and his mother had first moved in with Adam the two boys discovered they...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

2 years ago
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Thea and Sam

“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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