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Harold held his teary wife for a few more moments before kissing her cheek softly and rising from the couch.
"Don't worry honey, I'll find her," he told her.
He walked out to the garage and changed clothes from the backseat of their white SUV. Donning a puffy white shirt, black leather pants, tall black boots, and leather studded wrist bands, the 42 year old father tucked his regular clothes in the back seat and climbed into the driver's seat. Opening the garage door, he checked the clock which read 12:31am. Harold drove onto the interstate, glancing at the directions he had scrawled on paper the previous day after questioning one of Jennifer's friends on the phone. The club was called "Rox" and located downtown.
Harold parked on the street. Breathing a deep sigh, he climbed out of the vehicle. After putting coins in the meter, he walked to the club entrance and stood in line. After the bouncer checked his ID, he walked down the nearly pitch-black hallway, straightening his glasses. The warm air vibrated under the thumping beat of music from the club. At the end of the hallway, he paid a $40 cover charge to a young girl dressed like a teenage version of Elvira. The temperature dropped slightly as Harold entered the large concrete expanse of the club. He moved his way to the center of the floor amidst young people dressed in vampire-like garb, dancing and twirling brightly colored neon sticks of light. Harold pushed through the crowd, bumping into dancing teenagers. He was drawn through the darkness towards the only light, a bright set of spotlights hanging from the rafters that illuminated one corner of the club. As he approached, the crowd got thicker.
Arriving at the corner of the club, there was an elevated stage. On it stood several nearly-naked men wearing studded leather S&M gear. In the center of the stage, he saw a girl on all fours, her brunette hair with its red highlights spilled around her face as she licked the vagina of a woman standing over her with legs apart. From the white top and short green plaid skirt the kneeling girl was wearing, Harold knew it was his daughter, Jenny. The woman who was enjoying Jennifer's oral talents was a heavy-set redhead in her late 30s, wearing a black corset that barely stretched around her flabby midsection. Her blue eyelids fluttered as she pulled Jennifer's hair up with one hand and raked her sharp black nails across Jennifer's soft pale cheek. Harold approached the stage, and was stopped by one of the men on stage.
"I'm her father!" He shouted over the music, "She's only 15 and if you don't let me up I'll call the police!"
"Let him through," one of the other guards said.
Harold climbed on stage. The 240 pound redheaded woman pushed Jennifer's face away from her moist, hairy crotch and grabbed the end of a leash attached to a collar around her neck. She pulled Jennifer who crawled across the stage.
"Jennifer!" Harold shouted.
One of the guards whispered into the redhead's ear. She nodded, and walked Jennifer over to her father. The surrounding crowd began to stir and mumble as news of who Harold was spread. The redhead smiled at Harold, and handed the leash over to him. She bent down and delivered a powerful slap to Jennifer's ass, making her flinch and cry out.
"Don't," Harold said to the redhead, who only laughed.
"You then," the redhead said, making a slapping motion with her hand and pointing down at Jennifer.
Harold looked down and was startled to see his little girl cupping the rubber heels of his boots and licking them like ice cream cones.
"Jennifer!" He growled, "We're going home. Your mother is worried sick!"
"Spank her ass!" someone in the crowd yelled.
The redhead walked up to Harold, and handed him a short riding crop.
"Teach her a lesson, Daddy," she purred, reaching down and gripping Harold's cock in her hand.
The crowd began to chant "Whip her!" Harold's glasses were steaming up. Through the foggy lenses he saw his daughter prostrating herself before him, licking his tough leather footwear. The frustration with the situation and months of trying to get through to her, the screaming, the tears, Jennifer's change into someone who was breaking his and her mother's hearts, finally overwhelmed him. He raised the riding crop up and brought it down firmly across Jennifer's backside. She flinched, but continued to worship her father's dirty, unpolished combat boots. Again he raised his arm and sent the hard, springy whip into Jennifer's ass which he had cleaned and powdered so many years ago. Again, she was not deterred from cleaning her Daddy's boots. The audience roared, and the redhead reached down and roughly pulled down Jennifer's pleated skirt. Her heart-shaped bottom shone a creamy white underneath the spotlights, and sported a pair of lacey blue panties. Harold sneered, and brought the riding crop down again and again across her exposed skin, beating her ass until he was panting and sweating and his arm grew weary. Streaks of red and purple welts erupted all over Jennifer's backside, and she clutched at her father's boots with her face pressed into the laces, moaning and whimpering in pain.
"She must have been REAL bad," the redhead's voice boomed over a microphone she had secured.
Harold nodded, still breathing hard.
"Is she sorry?" The redhead asked.
Harold shrugged.
"Let's ask her then," the redhead said, pulling Jennifer up by the scruff of her neck.
"Are you sorry?" She asked her, thrusting the microphone down to Jennifer's face.
Jennifer looked away, still kneeling on the stage.
"You better tell Daddy you're sorry for being bad or he's going to whip your skinny ass some more," she said, pushing the microphone roughly against Jennifer's face.
"I'm sorry," she said in almost a whisper.
The crowd laughed in approval. Jennifer's eyes filled with tears, and she covered her face in humiliation.
"Is this what you wanted?" Harold asked her, "Is this how you want to live your life?"
Jennifer's shoulders shook as she wept.
"IS IT?" Harold barked at her.
With her face still buried in her hands, Jennifer shook her head.
"Maybe you should teach the little slut a lesson," the redhead said, and the crowd roared in approval.
The redhead walked behind Harold, and reached around his waist. She undid his leather pants, and reached inside, caressing his uncircumcised penis. When he grew partly erect, she pushed his pants down, and began stroking it in front of Jennifer's face. The redhead nudged Harold from behind, and he stepped forward. He reached down and held his daughter's head in his hands. He pulled her face towards him as the redhead brushed the head of his cock against her pursed lips.
"Come on," the redhead yelled at Jennifer, "I thought you were hard-core!"
Jennifer's lips slowly parted and Harold groaned as he pushed his hard cock past her teeth and gums. His cock rested comfortably on Jennifer's flattened tongue, with the head flexing against her throat opening. He felt her start to gag. Harold began moving his hips back and forth, driving the swollen 7" cock which had created Jennifer in and out of her gurgling mouth. He looked down at her pretty little face all made up like a gothic whore. Her big round eyes with their dark circles of raccoon-like makeup opened wide with pain and humiliation. Her soft, rosebud lips stretched tightly over her father's vein-covered organ, painting it with streaks of red lipstick as it violated her mouth. Her cute little button nose buried in the hot, musky forest of his pubic hair.
Harold began to feel a tingle from the base of his spine, spreading to his scrotum. He continued to fuck Jennifer's face, while taking a firm grip on her leash. In one swift motion, he pulled her head off of his cock, leaving long strands of drool connecting it to her lips. He gave the leash several quick jerks, and began leading her around the stage. She crawled around clumsily after her father until he stopped.
"Stay!" He barked at her, and walked behind her.
Harold looked at the redhead, who nodded to him in approval. He asked for the microphone and she handed it to him. Then, putting one boot across her daughter's back and leaning on it, he asked her a question.
"Jennifer," he said, "Are you sorry for everything that you put your mother and I through this last year?"
He pushed the microphone to her face.
"Y-yeah," she sniffed.
"Yes SIR," Harold corrected her.
"Yes Sir," Jennifer answered.
"Are you going to do whatever we tell you, whenever we want to, from here on out?" He asked.
He gave her the mic again, but Jennifer just hung her head, her lips trembling and tears dripping down her pale face. Harold straightened up gave her ass a kick with the toe of his boot.
"Well?" He barked.
"Yes!" She squealed, "Yes Sir!"
"You're not such a bad girl after all," Harold asked, "Are you?"
"N-n-no Sir," she replied, hiccupping with tears.
Harold nodded.
"Tell me 'Daddy, I'm a good girl'," he said.
"I'm a good girl Daddy," Jennifer replied, prompting laughter from the audience.
"Say it like a little girl," Harold ordered.
Jennifer did as she was told, speaking with a pre-pubescent lisp.
"Now beg Mommy and Daddy to forgive you," Harold said.
"Pwease Daddy," his daughter whimpered, "Pwetty pwease Daddy, pwease forgive me."
The crowd mocked her baby-like pleading in disgust.
Harold reached down and yanked her panties to he knees with one hand.
"I might," Harold said, dropping the microphone, "But you belong to us now young lady, I'm going to show you that."
He squatted down and rubbed his cock up and down against his daughter's vagina. With the crowd chanting "Go.. Go... Go!" Harold grabbed his cock and started working it inside her. Jennifer lowered herself onto her elbows, and laid her head down on the stage. Her father entered her completely, and paused to enjoy the feeling of her young, tight pussy squeezing his throbbing member like it was in a vice. Harold held his daughter's hips which were like silky porcelain. He dropped to one knee, with the other foot still propped up, and fucked her clenched pussy angrily. His hands roamed around her ass. He pinched hard the raised welts on her buttocks, and slapped her bruised flesh harshly when she flinched. Harold fucked her doggy style for several minutes. Then he pulled out and flipped Jennifer over. Before she could protest, he climbed between her legs and thrust up inside her again. Pinning her soft body down on the stage, he rocked back and forth on top of her, ravaging the young girl's insides with friction from his hot iron rod. Sweat dripped from his forehead and pooled inside the lenses of Harold's glasses. He felt the familiar sensation as the very seed which had created Jennifer crept up his testicles aching to join their likeness. Harold settled back on his haunches and pushed Jennifer's thighs apart with his knees. He pleasured himself with her adolescent vagina for several more minutes, grabbing her doll-like feet and pulling her legs apart. As Harold's body shook with orgasm, he rested on top of his daughter, grunting with ecstasy.
"This is for your own good," he growled into Jennifer's pierced ear, while his cock and balls worked to pump a healthy load of sperm deep into the creature's body who owed her very existence to them.
Harold pulled himself up from his crying daughter. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her feet, and dragged her out of the club.
"Great show, man," several club patrons said to them.
"Thanks," Harold replied.
Jennifer, whose heavy makeup was streaked with tears, walked with her head down in silence.
When they got outside, Harold lit up a cigarette and smoked as they walked to the family SUV. Jennifer stormed to the passenger door and waited, arms folded and sniffling while she waited for her father to unlock the doors. Harold put out his cigarette and approached her. He shoved her back against the passenger door, and pressed his lips hard against her tight little mouth. She squealed and struggled to move away, but Harold pinned her wrists back behind her head. He continued kissing his daughter roughly, and eventually she stopped struggling. He put his arms around her waist, rubbing up and down her back. He caressed her milky legs, thighs, and breasts. He felt her fingertips touch hesitantly his shoulders, before resting gently on them. Several people passed by as Harold and Jennifer made out in the freezing night air. After what seemed like hours of swapping spit with his daughter, Harold checked the time.
"We better get home," he said to Jennifer.
They got into the SUV and Harold smiled at Jennifer. She blushed and placed her hand on his knee, sitting forward. Harold reached out and cupped the back of her head. They looked into each other's eyes as Harold ran his fingers through her sticky, mousse-soaked hair. Her eyes closed as her father leaned in to kiss her again. Harold enjoyed the feeling of her lips pressing back and then parting to accept his probing tongue. Their tongues danced together for 45 minutes, while they hugged and felt each other up.. When Harold started the vehicle to go home, the windows were completely fogged up. He leered at his daughter and wordlessly undid his fly. She tucked her hair behind her ear, and quietly draped herself over his lap, wrapping her lips around his growing organ. Harold drove away from the club towards home as his teenage daughter lovingly cared for the tool that had given her so much. When she started bobbing her head up and down, Harold rested a hand on top of her head, and sighed with relief.
Harold
held his teary wife for a few more moments before kissing her cheek
softly and rising from the couch.
"Don't
worry honey, I'll find her," he told her.
He
walked out to the garage and changed clothes from the backseat of their
white SUV. Donning a puffy white shirt, black leather pants, tall black boots,
and leather studded wrist bands, the 42 year old father tucked his regular
clothes in the back seat and climbed into the driver's seat. Opening the garage
door, he checked the clock which read
Harold
parked on the street. Breathing a deep sigh, he climbed out of the vehicle.
After putting coins in the meter, he walked to the club entrance and stood in
line. After the bouncer checked his ID, he walked down the nearly pitch-black
hallway, straightening his glasses. The warm air vibrated under the thumping
beat of music from the club. At the end of the hallway, he paid a $40 cover
charge to a young girl dressed like a teenage version of Elvira. The
temperature dropped slightly as Harold entered the large concrete expanse of
the club. He moved his way to the center of the floor amidst young people
dressed in vampire-like garb, dancing and twirling brightly colored neon sticks
of light. Harold pushed through the crowd, bumping into dancing teenagers.
He was drawn through the darkness towards the only light, a bright set of
spotlights hanging from the rafters that illuminated one corner of the
club. As he approached, the crowd got thicker.
Arriving
at the corner of the club, there was an elevated stage. On it stood
several nearly-naked men wearing studded leather S&M gear. In the center of
the stage, he saw a girl on all fours, her brunette hair with its red
highlights spilled around her face as she licked the vagina of a woman
standing over her with legs apart. From the white top and short green
plaid skirt the kneeling girl was wearing, Harold knew it was his daughter,
Jenny. The woman who was enjoying Jennifer's oral talents was a heavy-set
redhead in her late 30s, wearing a black corset that barely stretched
around her flabby midsection. Her blue eyelids fluttered as she pulled
Jennifer's hair up with one hand and raked her sharp black nails across
Jennifer's soft pale cheek. Harold approached the stage, and was stopped by one
of the men on stage.
"I'm
her father!" He shouted over the music, "She's only 15 and if you
don't let me up I'll call the police!"
"Let
him through," one of the other guards said.
Harold
climbed on stage. The 240 pound redheaded woman pushed Jennifer's face away
from her moist, hairy crotch and grabbed the end of a leash attached to a
collar around her neck. She pulled Jennifer who crawled across the
stage.
"Jennifer!"
Harold shouted.
One
of the guards whispered into the redhead's ear. She nodded, and walked Jennifer
over to her father. The surrounding crowd began to stir and mumble as news of
who Harold was spread. The redhead smiled at Harold, and handed the leash over
to him. She bent down and delivered a powerful slap to Jennifer's ass, making
her flinch and cry out.
"Don't,"
Harold said to the redhead, who only laughed.
"You
then," the redhead said, making a slapping motion with her hand and
pointing down at Jennifer.
Harold
looked down and was startled to see his little girl cupping the rubber heels of
his boots and licking them like ice cream cones.
"Jennifer!"
He growled, "We're going home. Your mother is worried sick!"
"Spank
her ass!" someone in the crowd yelled.
The
redhead walked up to Harold, and handed him a short riding crop.
"Teach
her a lesson, Daddy," she purred, reaching down and gripping Harold's cock
in her hand.
The
crowd began to chant "Whip her!" Harold's glasses were steaming up.
Through the foggy lenses he saw his daughter prostrating herself before him,
licking his tough leather footwear. The frustration with the situation and
months of trying to get through to her, the screaming, the tears, Jennifer's
change into someone who was breaking his and her mother's hearts, finally
overwhelmed him. He raised the riding crop up and brought it down firmly across
Jennifer's backside. She flinched, but continued to worship her father's dirty,
unpolished combat boots. Again he raised his arm and sent the hard,
springy whip into Jennifer's ass which he had cleaned and powdered so
many years ago. Again, she was not deterred from cleaning her Daddy's boots.
The audience roared, and the redhead reached down and roughly pulled down
Jennifer's pleated skirt. Her heart-shaped bottom shone a creamy white
underneath the spotlights, and sported a pair of lacey blue panties.
Harold sneered, and brought the riding crop down again and again across her
exposed skin, beating her ass until he was panting and sweating and his arm
grew weary. Streaks of red and purple welts erupted all over Jennifer's
backside, and she clutched at her father's boots with her face pressed into the
laces, moaning and whimpering in pain.
"She
must have been REAL bad," the redhead's voice boomed over a microphone she
had secured.
Harold
nodded, still breathing hard.
"Is
she sorry?" The redhead asked.
Harold
shrugged.
"Let's
ask her then," the redhead said, pulling Jennifer up by the scruff of her
neck.
"Are
you sorry?" She asked her, thrusting the microphone down to Jennifer's
face.
Jennifer
looked away, still kneeling on the stage.
"You
better tell Daddy you're sorry for being bad or he's going to whip your skinny
ass some more," she said, pushing the microphone roughly against
Jennifer's face.
"I'm
sorry," she said in almost a whisper.
The
crowd laughed in approval. Jennifer's eyes filled with tears, and she covered
her face in humiliation.
"Is
this what you wanted?" Harold asked her, "Is this how you want
to live your life?"
Jennifer's
shoulders shook as she wept.
"IS
IT?" Harold barked at her.
With
her face still buried in her hands, Jennifer shook her head.
"Maybe
you should teach the little slut a lesson," the redhead said, and the
crowd roared in approval.
The
redhead walked behind Harold, and reached around his waist. She undid his
leather pants, and reached inside, caressing his uncircumcised penis. When he
grew partly erect, she pushed his pants down, and began stroking it in front of
Jennifer's face. The redhead nudged Harold from behind, and he stepped forward.
He reached down and held his daughter's head in his hands. He pulled her
face towards him as the redhead brushed the head of his cock against her pursed
lips.
"Come
on," the redhead yelled at Jennifer, "I thought you were
hard-core!"
Jennifer's
lips slowly parted and Harold groaned as he pushed his hard cock past her teeth
and gums. His cock rested comfortably on Jennifer's flattened tongue, with
the head flexing against her throat opening. He felt her start
to gag. Harold began moving his hips back and forth, driving the swollen
7" cock which had created Jennifer in and out of her gurgling mouth. He
looked down at her pretty little face all made up like a gothic whore. Her big
round eyes with their dark circles of raccoon-like makeup opened wide with
pain and humiliation. Her soft, rosebud lips stretched tightly over her father's
vein-covered organ, painting it with streaks of red lipstick as it violated her
mouth. Her cute little button nose buried in the hot, musky forest of
his pubic hair.
Harold
began to feel a tingle from the base of his spine, spreading to his scrotum. He
continued to fuck Jennifer's face, while taking a firm grip on her leash. In
one swift motion, he pulled her head off of his cock, leaving long strands of
drool connecting it to her lips. He gave the leash several quick jerks, and
began leading her around the stage. She crawled around clumsily after her
father until he stopped.
"Stay!"
He barked at her, and walked behind her.
Harold
looked at the redhead, who nodded to him in approval. He asked for the
microphone and she handed it to him. Then, putting one boot across her
daughter's back and leaning on it, he asked her a question.
"Jennifer,"
he said, "Are you sorry for everything that you put your mother and I
through this last year?"
He
pushed the microphone to her face.
"Y-yeah,"
she sniffed.
"Yes
SIR," Harold corrected her.
"Yes
Sir," Jennifer answered.
"Are
you going to do whatever we tell you, whenever we want to, from here on
out?" He asked.
He
gave her the mic again, but Jennifer just hung her
head, her lips trembling and tears dripping down her pale
face. Harold straightened up gave her ass a kick with the toe of his
boot.
"Well?"
He barked.
"Yes!"
She squealed, "Yes Sir!"
"You're
not such a bad girl after all," Harold asked, "Are you?"
"N-n-no
Sir," she replied, hiccupping with tears.
Harold
nodded.
"Tell
me 'Daddy, I'm a good girl'," he said.
"I'm
a good girl Daddy," Jennifer replied, prompting laughter from the
audience.
"Say
it like a little girl," Harold ordered.
Jennifer
did as she was told, speaking with a pre-pubescent lisp.
"Now
beg Mommy and Daddy to forgive you," Harold said.
"Pwease Daddy," his daughter whimpered, "Pwetty pwease Daddy, pwease forgive me."
The
crowd mocked her baby-like pleading in disgust.
Harold
reached down and yanked her panties to he knees with one hand.
"I
might," Harold said, dropping the microphone, "But you belong to us
now young lady, I'm going to show you that."
He
squatted down and rubbed his cock up and down against his daughter's vagina.
With the crowd chanting "Go.. Go... Go!"
Harold grabbed his cock and started working it inside her. Jennifer lowered
herself onto her elbows, and laid her head down on the stage. Her father
entered her completely, and paused to enjoy the feeling of her young, tight
pussy squeezing his throbbing member like it was in a vice. Harold held his
daughter's hips which were like silky porcelain. He dropped to one knee, with
the other foot still propped up, and fucked her clenched pussy angrily. His
hands roamed around her ass. He pinched hard the raised welts on
her buttocks, and slapped her bruised flesh harshly when she
flinched. Harold fucked her doggy style for several minutes. Then he pulled out
and flipped Jennifer over. Before she could protest, he climbed between her
legs and thrust up inside her again. Pinning her soft body down on the
stage, he rocked back and forth on top of her, ravaging the young
girl's insides with friction from his hot iron rod. Sweat dripped from his
forehead and pooled inside the lenses of Harold's glasses. He felt the familiar
sensation as the very seed which had created Jennifer crept up his
testicles aching to join their likeness. Harold settled back on his
haunches and pushed Jennifer's thighs apart with his knees. He pleasured
himself with her adolescent vagina for several
more minutes, grabbing her doll-like feet and pulling her legs apart.
As Harold's body shook with orgasm, he rested on top of his daughter, grunting
with ecstasy.
"This
is for your own good," he growled into Jennifer's pierced ear,
while his cock and balls worked to pump a healthy load of sperm deep into the
creature's body who owed her very existence to them.
Harold
pulled himself up from his crying daughter. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her
to her feet, and dragged her out of the club.
"Great
show, man," several club patrons said to them.
"Thanks,"
Harold replied.
Jennifer,
whose heavy makeup was streaked with tears, walked with her head down in
silence.
When
they got outside, Harold lit up a cigarette and smoked as they walked to the
family SUV. Jennifer stormed to the passenger door and waited, arms
folded and sniffling while she waited for her father to unlock the doors.
Harold put out his cigarette and approached her. He shoved her back against the
passenger door, and pressed his lips hard against her tight little mouth. She
squealed and struggled to move away, but Harold pinned her wrists back behind
her head. He continued kissing his daughter roughly, and eventually she stopped
struggling. He put his arms around her waist, rubbing up and down her back. He
caressed her milky legs, thighs, and breasts. He felt
her fingertips touch hesitantly his shoulders, before
resting gently on them. Several people passed by as Harold and Jennifer made
out in the freezing night air. After what seemed like hours of swapping spit
with his daughter, Harold checked the time.
"We
better get home," he said to Jennifer.
They
got into the SUV and Harold smiled at Jennifer. She blushed and placed her hand
on his knee, sitting forward. Harold reached out and cupped the back of
her head. They looked into each other's eyes as Harold ran his fingers
through her sticky, mousse-soaked hair. Her eyes closed
as her father leaned in to kiss her again. Harold
enjoyed the feeling of her lips pressing back and then parting
to accept his probing tongue. Their tongues danced together for 45
minutes, while they hugged and felt each other up.. When
Harold started the vehicle to go home, the windows were completely fogged
up. He leered at his daughter and wordlessly undid his fly. She
tucked her hair behind her ear, and quietly draped herself over his
lap, wrapping her lips around his growing organ. Harold drove away
from the club towards home as his teenage daughter lovingly cared for the tool
that had given her so much. When she started bobbing her head up and down,
Harold rested a hand on top of her head, and sighed with relief.
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Reddit Tgirls, aka r/Tgirls! What looks good to you may not look good for other people. A lot of women can be beautiful to their husbands even though the rest of the world would find them to be total eyesores. That jacket you like wearing so much might only look good to you because it holds sentimental value for you - but other people might think it’s nothing special when they see it. Hell, even your favorite pornstar could look like a flawless queen to you because you’ve developed an...
Reddit NSFW ListHi my name is Robert Shephard...yeah I see you scratching your head. Don't worry I get that a lot. Needless to say I'm a nobody, however you've probably heard about my Girlfriend people call her Supergirl. Wait don't go, I'm serious. You see six months ago I met an amazing girl named Linda Lang. She was Smart, Funny and very very passionate about....things. We started going out almost every night but every once in a while she'd leave for one reason or another. It got to the point where I was...
The Cheerleader Rubber Ponygirls The Cheerleader Rubber PonygirlsBy Sarah ??????????? Sarah was like the rest of the college cheerleaders at her school.? She knew she could have any boy she wanted.? But little did she, or the other girls, would get when they crossed the wrong guy. ??????????? It happened when the squad was on its way back from an away game at Flagler College.? Flagler was UWO?s rival, and for the past five years UWO had not had a win against them.? Then the game...
Hunting down a speedster was hard business - impossible for most people. For Kara In-Ze, also known as Supergirl, it was far less so. First, Kara had her Kryptonian Vision that enabled her to search large areas despite all obstacles - she was tracking the supervillain even then. Secondly, while she wasn't as fast as a speedster in her moves, she could fly, taking shortcuts the speedster could not. And third and most important (at least as far as Kara was concerned), she was eighteen now. Gone...
2150 A.D Los AngelesIt's been 150 years ago that we discovered the kryptonite on Earth and yet we know nothing about it only he weakened Superman and his cousin Supergirl. We know nothing about its power its effects on human. However it's gonna change. Indeed professor Pamela Isley experienced it against her will. But who is Pamela Isley? She is a young woman 25 years old brunette hair blue eyes 5.5 feet 32C this lovely girl has no lover but doesn't despair she has no friends either, indeed she...
The Cheerleader Ponygirl The Cheerleader PonygirlBy Sarah Sarah was just a cute little High school cheerleader when she stumbled onto Sir Jeff?s website about ponygirls.? She was from a small farming town in the south, and being the curious girl, she started searching for more information. She spent many nights combing the internet for information, stories, pictures, and other useful information.? She found out all about the training and stable lives of ponygirls, and as she learned...
“Hey babygirl… it’s time to go for a ride.” “Oooo Daddy! I love riding with you. Where we going?” “Daddy’s taking you to a breeding party.” “A breeding party? Sounds exciting, what is it?” “Just like it sounds, babygirl… Daddy’s taking you to get you thoroughly bred by lots of stranger daddy cocks!” “Oh Daddy… you have all the best ideas!” “Of course, babygirl… now put on that thin little short dress real quick and your fuck me shoes before Daddy gives you a spanking…” So babygirl puts on her...
Her memory of the past night was still clouded. As her alter-ego Batgirl, she remembered trying to enter a supposedly closed lab building to look for several missing women. One of her sources had told that a group of scientists was doing experiments on live people there. All that she could remember was a bright light........ ....Suddenly, she felt the room starting vibrate as what sounded like giant steps approached her "room". In an instant, the "ceiling" opened up, and to her shock,...
As promised here is a suite :) But the story is in future so the names may change As I said before the Supergirl is no more she's now Super Evil and with Poison Ivy they love each other but with their sex thristy and their lust mind they want more so they think together how to hunt down the others heroines and they both choose targets Super Evil will take care of Wonder Girl and Poison Ivy chooses the Batgirl. Batgirl alias Barbara Gordon daughter of general Gorgon himself great grand son of...
The event in this story takes place shortly after the Joker's attack on Batgirl that crippled her for life. Barbara Gordon lay in her hospital bed shortly after her crippling incident with the Joker. She curses herself for being so dumb to get caught by that maniac. She had spent the last few hours crying then getting mad and finally crying again. The Doctor's told her that she would never walk again. She did not know what to do. A nurse came in and handed Barbara an envelope. She simply...
Two new pretty things for Mistresses . Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl. I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in? the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself. I slipped out of my lace baby doll nightie. & pulled on my most expensive sheer silk pantie & bra set. A matching garter belt for my...
Her ass looked like heaven. He’d never seen a smoother, more perfectly shaped set of feminine hips. Her hips couldn’t be better displayed than in those skin-tight, white and pinstriped, polyester baseball leggings.She was the batgirl and he’d been told she was strictly off limits, but Hollywood Kasey couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. Even standing in the ‘on deck’ circle, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. He couldn’t be more mesmerized. Bent over scooping up some scattered baseballs by...
Straight SexDolcett County PonygirlsBy Sarah Author’s Note: I would like to thank P_Eric of the forum, for introducing us to the idea of the multi-zonal jurisdictions in his version of a Dolcett World. I would also like to thank him for allowing me to use part of his transportation idea, to bring our main character out to the area. If you haven’t read his work yet, I suggest you first read ?Air Dolcett? http://forum.dolcettgirls.com/index.php/topic,14887.msg169673.html#msg169673 so you can bring...
Pleasure Island Ponygirlsby Sarah Sarah and Emily couldn't believe their luck in getting the invitation to Pleasure Island. The two 18 year old teens had survived their first semester of college, with a D average, but it was enough to pass them into the spring semester. Now as the pivotal moment for all new college girls arrived, spring break, the girls had each received in the mail an invitation to what was rumored to be the best party spot for all of spring break. Of course they had...
Emily’s Choice – PonygirlBy Sarah Sarah heard her young freshman slave girl call her from the living room. Sarah walked into her living room, to see Emily kneeling on the floor, naked, with the collar firmly locked around her neck. Sarah smiled, and walked over to her new pet, and groped both her small tits in her hand. Emily quivered as her Mistress pinched her nipples, and she let out a low moan, as her nipples stiffened in response. It had taken her an hour to decide to snap the...
Part IV Beyonce lay out in the afternoon sun. The island had a hot, tropical climateand although she had been kept in the shade for the hottest part of the day,it was still uncomfortable and humid. The sweat was pouring off her and shehad no way to wipe it off. She had always liked hot holiday destinations andwas therefore no stranger to sunning herself. She had even bathed topless before,but never like this. As part of her acclimatization process, Jen had explainedthat it was necessary for...
You are a person in a slightly futuristic society where a special serum has been invented that allows normal human beings to become catgirls. This is a multi-step process to turn you into a fully trained pet for someone to adopt. Catgirls appear mostly human, except with a cat tail growing from their tailbone, and cat ears on top of their head as opposed to normal human ears. These new appendages are extremely and erotically sensitive, as is the lower back. The subject can choose their new body...
On a Wednesday in January, Beta, Kasumi, Kara and I took the afternoon off to look at real estate. When I had first started on this adventure to recreate fictional women for my own pleasure and company, I had built a rather large house to accommodate everyone. I hate the word mansion, but that's basically what it was. Three above-ground floors plus a large (and secure) basement. It had fourteen bedrooms and was currently laid out to comfortably hold up to 22 people. (It was originally...
Runners Make the Best Ponygirls Chapter 1: Taken 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8 milliseconds. Her foot struck the pavement, the pain lancing up her nerves. The blister’s covering her left and right feet squished with each step. 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8 milliseconds, she repeated. Her mouth opened, with a great gasping inhale her chest expanded, oxygen filling her lungs. A half second later her nostrils flared as the air inside her chest rushed to escape. 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8...
About East Coast Slavers Organization stories: My apologies for any confusion caused by the way I screwed up the numberingon the first story I posted from this series. As my draft approached sevenhundred pages, I realized that the single story I envisioned starting withwas too long and too complicated to remain a single story. Then, to my furtherhorror, I realized that A Caribbean Adventure was actually number two in theEast Coast Slavers Organization Series. Anyhow, I have reassigned A...
He opens the door and steps into his home, relieved to be home and exhausted from a long day. But more then anything, he's relieved to be back to the place where his princess is. And the fact that she hasn't come running the moment he stepped inside suggests she must be sleeping.And after hanging up his coat, he moves straight to her room, gentle opening the door to peer inside. Indeed she has fallen asleep, though clearly not a proper sleep, she rarely sleeps well when he isn't home. Instead...
He knew her name was Molly, he knew some of her past wasn’t very pretty. Her life so far, at such an early age, had been less than pleasant. Now she is 18, even though she looks alot younger. She had endured abuse from a very early age. It had continued as she lost her home and was on the street, no one cares about you on the street, that he knows for sure. She began to feel like maybe they were right, she was nothing, just something to be used. Worthless in her own mind.After talking to her...
First TimeI lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...
BDSMHi, all this is your Shreya- the lesbian girl is back with a new sex story. First of all, a nice boobs shake and a sweet pussy lick to all girl with a long smooch. I’m here to narrate what happened with me a few days back. But before that meet me introduce myself and my twin sis Shivani(Boobie). I’m Shreya (titty) get my new sizes which are because of my and boobies daily sex encounters.My sizes now are 36-28-40. And same for boobie. We have got nice big ass which we love to spank. Now coming...
LesbianShemale, tranny or as some like calling them t-girls, I like them. Im not talking cross dressers, I'm talking about the ones with titties, curves and sound like a woman. Being a bi male, to me its the best of both worlds. I like watching porn of them and honestly I prefer the ones of them doing a strip tease, ending with them stroking their cock and cumming all over themselves. I met one, unknowingly, once while playing around on a chat site. I was cruising thru the members "online" when I came...
College PonygirlBy SarahChapter 1: Arrival Sarah sat in the back of her parents’ car as they drove down the rural highway towards a college that had accepted her, and given her a full ride scholarship. She thought back on the letter she had gotten from a college up the road they were now driving on. She hadn’t applied for it, but the school had heard of her, and sent her an acceptance letter. In it, she had been offered a full scholarship, and a guaranteed job following her...
For the Cowgirls Iris was on her way home from work. It had been a long stressful day at the doctor’s office where she worked. One of the other girls had called in sick, and she was left to deal with all of the patients and paperwork by herself. She had to stay late just to catch up. On top of that, she was almost 2 hours from home, and missing her kids, who had been at daycare since early that...
For the Cowgirls Iris was on her way home from work. It had been a long stressful day at the doctor’s office where she worked. One of the other girls had called in sick, and she was left to deal with all of the patients and paperwork by herself. She had to stay late just to catch up. On top of that, she was almost 2 hours from home, and missing her kids, who had been at daycare since early that...
Straight SexSophie My PlaygirlBy: Londebaaz Chohan How it all started, I really do not remember and I do not give a fuck if anyone else knew or not. Honestly, I worried a little that Sophie shall be hurt if she knew that I was fucking her mother as well but my friend Mathew would surely do something drastic, if he found out that I was fucking his sister as well as his mother. However, it happened and it went on. Sophie always gave me that demur kind of looks that said, she wanted to suck my cock, whenever...
Una notte come tante a Gotham City. Le strade sono quasi deserte, il vento trascina lungo i marciapiedi fogli di carta e la pioggia sottile cade sull'asfalto. Dall'alto dei tetti Batgirl osserva la situazione. Quattro rapinatori hanno disattivato l'allarme della gioielleria e sabotato il sistema di sorveglianza e stanno forzando la porta principale indisturbati. Ci sanno fare, ma gli occhi attenti della nostra eroina li hanno colti in flagrante.
Sissy boy John was petticoated at Secondary School after falling foul of Jenny Tough, a school bully. During his week of penance, John found that he was more at ease and happier amongst girls than with boys. John decided, therefore, to explore his feminine side by trying to live as a girl. John’s Mum was shocked when he first arrived at home wearing a schoolgirl’s uniform but calmly listened to his story.“Well, sweetie, this is a bombshell. You’ve always been a sensitive boy, but I never...
CrossdressingThe Schoolgirls by Jayme Erin Hendricksen How far will a young talented female musician go with her boyfriend to advance her musical career? My name is Gretchen VanAustin. I'm 23, a child of money, spoiled, artistic, intensely creative, devious, bisexual, a talented guitarist, and I yearn to be a rock star. And I'm becoming one, with the help of my group, the "Schoolgirls". And I'm about to tell you who is probably the most responsible for my path to success, and why. His...
Arizona ICE'd TGirl © 2010 by Nom de Plume A very short, very sad story based on current events, as told in a letter to my friends: Arizona SB 2010: Where reasonable suspicion exists that the person is an alien who is unlawfully present in the United States, a reasonable attempt shall be made, when practicable, to determine the immigration status of the person. Any person who is arrested shall have the person's immigration status determined before the person is released......
Superman was returning to the city so kara (supergirl) decided she would head off to see her friend diana (wonderwoman) and take a little break from crime fighting, and she missed her friend and it seem like forever since the two off them had just hung out without worrying about evil doers.She rang diana to let her know she was coming and then flew to dianas island were she and her amazon warriors lived, "kara its lovely to see you again" said diana as kara landed and gave her a hug "you to...
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Premium Lesbian Porn SitesWarning: if you're under 18 years old go somewhere other than this page!! This is my first attempt at a Fictionmania story so I hope it will be enjoyed By G. lacy panties This story is total fiction Girl Schooled It all started at a Halloween party that I had been invited to by a former co-worker, I figured that there would be no one there other than my co-coworker who I would know who I was so I decided to dress up, I had always kept it my cross dressing a secret but...
Girlhood by Mistress-X Author's Note: Hey everybody, been a long time. So I got it into my head to start writing again, and I had a story so here we are. It turned into the longest thing I've ever written. It's more of a slice of life, stream of consciousness, sort of thing than a single rigid plot which might explain how it got away from me. It is set in a world I have written in before, but never published, so I might have gone a little overboard with...
One night, 13 year old Stacey was taking a bubble bath. She only lives with her father since her mother fled 6 months ago. She was splashing rather loudly, and her father peeked in the door to make sure everything was alright. As he looked and confirmed she was safe, he couldn't help but take in her lovely, growing features. Stacey started develpoing when she was 12, so her now B cup breasts sat perky on her chest. Her father couldn't see her pussy underneath the bubbly water,...
His eyes burn into me so intensely, I fear that I might be reduced to ash with only a glance. My sweet Daddy Dom....my protector and caregiver...love of my life. As his little, I have flourished and grown, and even after six years of marriage, each day I stand in awe of him. Every day, his gaze brings me to my knees, and I willingly submit every bit of me to him. He is my Daddy Dom, and I am his baby girl.His hand reaches toward me and gently guides me into a kiss. Electricity shoots through me...
Straight SexIf this story isn't for you by reason of age or inclination, cope appropriately please. Salesgirl by Vickie Tern That time of year rolled round again, the fabulous Midwinter Clearance Sale at Lordly's, the largest and finest women's store in town. Wonderful! $400 all-wool business suits with flirty skirts reduced to $35 or less! The most gorgeous silk blouses, shirred and gathered at the wrists and waist, with...
Indore- a city which satisfied my hunger Paragraph 1 & 2 are just introduction Climax is from para 3 I’m AMAN, this is my first story hope u like it. I’m 5’6 tall and 8 inched hard. The girl is about 28 yrs but looks mature at least 32 yrs figure 35-29-33(approx.). I was on a one day tour to Indore(MP) from a near by town and was roaming in a mall. As I entered a electronics store I saw a salesgirl and suddenly a thought of having fun with her hit my dirty mind. She was there in the mobile...
Hi everyone, I had written my experience with my aunt many months back and thanks for your wonderful reply… This is an experience that i just had a few days back..I thought i should allow others too to read and enjoy the experience i had.. I’ll just tell u a little bit about myself… I’m a 25yrs guy from Kolkata, now in Delhi for an competitive exam. I’m 5’10,with a 6and half inch long dick. I Have taken a PG and stay alone here and the whole day i spend with my books… In the evening i go out...
IncestKathy stood by the front door of Cox Shoe Store waiting for the last few customers of the day leave. It was almost five o’clock and she had a lot to do before Mark picked her up to go to the movies, but as luck would have, at five to five another customer walked through the door. Kathy groaned to herself, “Why me?!?” She looked to see if either of the other salesgirls were free, but no such luck, they were both still showing shoes to the two ladies still seated in the try on...
Kathy stood by the front door of Cox Shoe Store waiting for the last few customers of the day leave. It was almost five o'clock and she had a lot to do before Mark picked her up to go to the movies, but as luck would have, at five to five another customer walked through the door. Kathy groaned to herself, "Why me?!?" She looked to see if either of the other salesgirls were free, but no such luck, they were both still showing shoes to the two ladies still seated in the try on chairs. Kathy moved...
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