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All through the next day, I was virtually lost in my own paradise. My heart danced to a strange amorous tune buzzing in my mind and it kept reeling with rapture. It was very difficult for me to hide my perpetual state of arousal. As a result, I preferred to stay in the solitude of my room so that no one could notice the permanent bulge in front of my pants.

It also gave me ample opportunity to relive the events of the last night. I jacked myself off thrice during the day, every time dreaming about my beautiful sister. It made me even more restless as I waited eagerly for the next night. It was a very long wait. My mother was to some extent perplexed by my behavior. She must have noticed my unusual behavior, but I didn’t pay any attention to her. I was too lost in my world to worry about her. By and large, I avoided any conversation with Roly fearing that she might read the lust in my eyes. Every time, when I was with her, I tried to monitor her activities looking for any sign that she knew what I did last night. Occasionally, I did stare at her indirectly; always finding her relaxed, not even a trace of hint that she was aware of the events of the last night. In the night, I hurriedly ate my dinner and immediately retired to my room, leaving mom, dad and Roly in the living room. I waited impatiently for Roly. She arrived at about eleven, little late than the last night. I didn’t look at her when she entered the room, just kept my eyes buried to my notebook, continuously scribbling something, pretending to be fully engrossed in some kind of serious mathematical problem.

“Hi…” She smiled at me.

I stared at her and then diverted my gaze back to my work. If I was expecting something, it didn’t happen. She didn’t speak further and sprawled on her bed, adjusted her pillows to rest her head in an elevated position. To my dismay, she then took a book from the side rack and began reading. I kept staring into my books wishing for her to sleep. She continued with her reading. I was finding it hard to carry on with my pretense; waiting made me even more restless. At last, she decided to call it a day. She dropped the book on her side and asked me to turn off the lights. I immediately switched on the table lamp, and rushed to switch off the main bulb. Roly said me goodnight and turned her back toward me. After a short while, the room was filled with the sound of her hurried breathing.

I impatiently waited for another half an hour or so, then switched off the study lamp. The room was covered with the darkness. I lay on my bed waiting for my eyes to get accustomed to the tiny orange light from the electronic mosquito repellant. A part of me tried to deter me from what I was about to do. It was not a good thing to pet my sister’s pussy when she was sleeping, and I knew if my parents ever learnt about it, I would be a pariah in my own family. Nevertheless, the thought of reliving the mind-boggling experience I had had last night, weakened my resolve. I was simply dying to touch my sister’s pussy again. I got down from my bed. I crawled noiselessly to near her bed. Roly was on her back; her legs spread on the bed. I waited impatiently squatting near her leg, expecting any movement in her body. There was none.

In the tiny orange light, all I could see was the silhouette of my sister sprawled on the bed.

I drew all my courage, and gently picked one end of her gown. I slowly began to slide it upwards. It was difficult today because she was lying flat on the bed. My heart was beating heavily, but I persisted by continuously pushing it upwards. Inch by inch, her gown moved along her thighs. My efforts finally paid, and I was able to push her gown over her stomach. My sister’s panties clad pussy was open to my lecherous view.

Once again, I ensured that Roly was still snoring. Then, I gently placed my trembling hand over her cunt mound and began running my fingers over her soft and supple mound. Like the last night, I again brushed my fingers over her slit, feeling her plump lips through her panties. Like the last night, there was a large moist spot in front of her slit; my fingers could even feel the wetness. My cock, by now, was fully erect with anticipation. With the free hand, I pulled it out of my shorts and began rubbing the cock head with my fingers. As the time passed, I got little bolder. I started caressing my sister’s cunt coarsely. My initial movements were soft and controlled but when she didn’t produce any alarming signals, I began taking liberties. I carefully slid two of my fingers inside the elastic band of her panties. My fingers gently brushed over her pussy hair. I waited patiently for a moment; then slowly I pushed it down and exposed her cunt.

For a second, my heart leaped in my chest, beating feverishly. I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead. In the dim light of my room, all I could see was the obscure outlines of her hairy cunt, her thick bush covering her cunt. I was encouraged to go further, so I began rolling her panties off her thighs. It took some effort from me, but slowly it rolled, moving along her thighs. Once her panties were off her fleshy thighs, it moved easily. I slid it up to her knees and let it be there. Then, placing my hands over her thighs, I gently pushed her thighs apart. Her legs spread; my head was only inches away from her twat. In the darkness, I could only distinguish the hairy V extending between her thighs. Her cunt slit was not visible.

I inched closer to her pussy and took the first whiff of a cunt. A strange sharp smell filled my nostrils; I didn’t feel repulsed by it. It had a kind of intoxicating effect on my mind. In my horniness, I relished the smell of my sister’s cunt. My head was spinning with excitement; I was about to touch my first pussy. In my fantasies, I had touched and fucked many pussies, but it was my first real pussy. And the fact that it belonged to my own sister made it even better. My whole body was shuddering with anticipation.

At last, my shivering hand touched her crisp, curly bush. Afraid that I would wake her, I withdrew it immediately. Observed my sister for any movement, waited for few moments and then again brushed her cunt hair lightly with my fingers. Roly was still snoring. I slowly rested my fingers over her naked cunt. My mind went dizzy with rapture. I let my hand stay there, feeling the soft curly hair covering the supple mound of her naked cunt. Slowly, I began to caress her hairy cunt with my fingers. My fingers began to explore the every nook and crannies of her cunt; the soft curly hair covering her cunt, her pouty cunt lips, and the slit and the tiny bud protruding out of her cunt lips. As my fingers traveled further, I felt the wetness at the lower side of her slit. Her slit and the hair covering that region appeared soaking wet with a warm, thick and sticky liquid. Even her inner thighs were also wet. From whatsoever knowledge I had about women, I knew that they got wet when they were horny. However, I didn’t know whether they get wet while sleeping too,

My fingers nudged at her inner slit, many times, while my fingers explored her cunt. I earnestly wanted to insert my finger inside her slit. Nevertheless, for some unknown reasons, I resisted the temptation to push my finger inside her cunt. Probably, I was still apprehensive about waking her up. I deliberately kept my strokes light and gentle while fondling her cunt. While my one hand cuddled my sister’s delicious pussy, my other hand was busy stroking my cock. I worked dexterously, one hand caressed my sister’s cunt and other whacked my shaft at a feverish pace. It’s difficult to remember how long that session lasted but I whacked myself off to another wonderful climax. With the intense feeling of self-gratification, my cock erupted fiercely. From the experience of the last night, I was prepared and so I already had my cock head wrapped in a small towel. My cock ejaculated with force, drenching the tiny towel with the fresh release of hot cum. My cock throbbed violently between my grip and erupted gobs of cum into the towel.

Once my eruption subsided, I wiped my cock head clean. Then, I quickly tried to roll her panties back in place. It rolled up to her ass but after that, it refused to move any further. I somehow pushed it over her thighs, adjusted her clothes and retired to my bed to another wonderful night of erotic dreams. Next day was another day of wild reveries. I talked less with my family members and remained mostly confined to my room. Mom actually once asked me why I was so silent. Poor lady. She actually thought that I was unhappy for being forced to share my room with Roly. Roly also tried to talk to me once or twice, but when she found that I was not interested, she gave up. She appeared completely oblivious of the events happening in the darkness of my room. Or… Was she pretending? I didn’t know.

I had a gut feeling that Roly was wide awake on both the nights, and she was pretending. Something, in the back of my mind continuously nudged me that it was not possible to feel a woman’s cunt without waking her. The more I pondered; the more I was convinced that Roly was feigning. I never had any sexual experience before, neither did I have any knowledge about a women’s psychology, yet I had this gut feeling, again and again, that she was awake when I touched her pussy. However, I wasn’t sure how to confirm my suspicions. I was also looking at the bright side of it. If Roly was awake on all occasions, then it was a clear indication that she was also enjoying what I was doing to her. And if she liked it then I had no reason to be apprehensive. In the night, everything happened like the repeat of a movie. Roly showed at eleven. I switched on my table lamp, she put off the main lights, said me goodnight and slopped on to her bed. Soon, the partially darkened room was buzzing with her gentle snoring. It was another excruciating wait for another half an hour before I made a move. I slipped off my bed and walked over to near her bed. She was sleeping like an angel, her legs spread wide. Unlike the last two days, this time I didn’t settle of the floor. Rather, I sat on the edge of her bed. After the titillating experiences of the last two days, I had every reason to be bold. I carelessly pushed her gown up and slipped my fingers inside her panties. Just a touch of her curling silky cunt hair made my mind reeling with lust. So desperately, I wanted to fuck that cunt.

I rolled her panties down revealing her moist pussy. I let my hand slide along the hairy slit of my sister’s cunt which was again soaked with a sticky liquid. My fingers caressed her wet cunt hair, gently prodding into her moist opening. Her outer cunt lips flared and I realized that I was touching her heated inner slit. My mouth went dry with excitement. My cock swelled to mammoth proportions. I left it unattended. I lowered my fingers further along her slit until my middle finger was nudging at the luscious opening. I let my finger gently slid inside her moist recess. It moved effortlessly; I pushed little harder and inch by inch, it was buried to the knuckle. I could not believe what I was doing. Here, I was sitting at the edge of my sister’s bed with my middle finger fully embedded inside her scorching cunt. Although Roly continued snoring lightly, yet I sensed an undistinguishable tremor in her cunt lips and a distinct move of her thighs as her legs spread to accommodate my intruding finger. I again had the feeling that she was awake and only feigning, still I could not draw enough courage to ask her to stop her pretense. What if I was wrong and she was actually sleeping.

I decided against doing anything about asking her to get up and join me. If she too was having fun, it was fine with me as long as she didn’t deny me my share of fun. Intuitively, my finger began moving in and out of her cunt. It moved in a slow deliberate motion. I began fucking my sister with my finger. My cock had swelled enormously and was straining inside my shorts. I lowered my shorts to my knees and freed my hard on. While my finger sloshed into her wet hole, my other hand gripped my cock and began beating it. I continued moving my finger in and out of her wet hot cunt. Every now and then, I felt an obscure writhing of her body, so blur that it was very difficult to comprehend. Her gentle breathing became somewhat erratic and in between, she murmured something which was difficult to interpret. I let go any restrictions that I had imposed upon myself to prevent her from waking, and fucked her with my finger harder and faster. I didn’t realize but I was groaning with pleasure. I let the passion overwhelm my body and began beating my cock vigorously. I had never felt so much aroused in my life. My finger was sloshing into my sister’s cunt; socked with her juice which her cunt was oozing in abundance. It was surprising that even in her sleep, her cunt was responding so energetically to my finger fucking.

Then it happened; she whimpered in her sleep, her body twitched and went rigid. Suddenly, my finger was deluged with a fresh release from her already moist cunt. Her body remained taut for a moment and then became limp. While this happened, her cunt muscles throbbed involuntarily, gripping and releasing my poking finger into her soft folds. I couldn’t take any more. My cock jerked for the final time and a volcanic eruption shot out of my cock head inundating the towel that was covering my cock head. I stopped moving my finger in and out of Roly’s cunt. I enjoyed the blissful feeling as my cock spurted again and again. It was such a wonderful feeling that I would never forget. My hot zism drenched the towel covering my cock. When the shooting subsided, I withdrew my finger out of my sister’s pussy and wiped the remaining cum sticking to my cock head. My middle finger was soaked with my sister’s cunt juice. I brought the finger close to my nose and inhaled the musky aroma; then, I stuck my tongue out and licked my finger. Not bad. I thought.

My taste buds liked the flavor of my sister’s pussy juice. So, I took it in my mouth and sucked it dry. I reveled in the salty, tangy taste of her delicious cunt juice. Every time, while reading the porn stories, I wondered how a man could lick a cunt, a dirty little hole from where women release their pee. While licking my soaked fingers, I got my answer. Roly was still snoring lightly, her legs wide spread, her panties rolled down to her thighs and her wet cunt hair gleaming under the dull light. I savored the last vision of her delicious cunt and rolled her panties back to position. Finally, after adjusting her gown back, I labored myself to the bathroom, disposed the soaked towel into the washing hamper and washed myself clean. When I returned to my room, Roly was still sleeping silently. I lovingly looked at my dear sister and slipped into my bed. I tried to sleep, but it didn’t come immediately. My mind was puzzled. I was still trying to figure out whether Roly was awake, when I finger fucked her. My mind said yes she was, they way she moaned, the way her body shivered when her orgasm hit her, everything indicated that Roly was wide awake. Yet, I was afraid to admit that. If she was awake, then she was also enjoying everything that had transpired between us for the last three days. It also meant that she might also let me fuck her. Would she?

I wasn’t sure. The only thing I was sure about was that after finger fucking my sister’s hairy cunt; I desperately wanted to fuck her, wanted to ram that delicious cunt with my throbbing hard on and fuck my mind out. My mind was so occupied with my beautiful sister that I never realized when I dozed off. I woke up from my restless sleep; something had scurried across my belly. For a moment, I could not understand where I was. My eyelids were heavy with sleep. Slowly the reality descended upon me. The room was still engulfed in the darkness. I couldn’t see the tiny orange light emanating from the mosquito repellent. Then I became aware of a silhouette standing near my bed and obstructing the light from the repellant. A quivering hand was running softly over my thighs. My heart suddenly began beating fiercely in my chest. My mouth went dry. The obscure figure slowly settled on the edge of my bed. I knew it was Roly. She was gently running her hand over my thighs. Nothing could have stopped my cock from growing to massive proportions and that’s what happened as my cock began to swell. In the silence of the room, I could clearly hear her heavy breathing as she rubbed my thighs. Occasionally, her hand brushed over my pubic area giving a casual flick to my cock that had almost grown to a massive hardness. I immediately closed my eyes back and enjoyed the exquisite feeling. Roly continued rubbing my thighs, gently going from one thigh to another, and in between lightly brushing my erect cock which was pushing inside my shorts.

On the next chance, when her hand floated over my crotch, it remained there for a longer duration. She gently caressed the tip of my hardened cock with the tips of her finger. Then she squeezed it lightly through the material of my shorts. My whole body twitched with delight. She loosened her grip but her fingers remained wrapped around my cock. As if, she was not sure about what to do. She again gripped my cock, this time squeezing it somewhat tightly. She began playing with my hard-on. Her whole palm encircled my cock and she gently began to run her hand along the length. My cock was still hidden behind the thin material of my shorts. She played with my cock for a while, and then suddenly let my cock free. However, before I could react she immediately unfasten the cord of my shorts, inserted her fingers inside the elastic, and began pulling my shorts down to my knees. She didn’t bother to be careful about waking me up, and forced my shorts lower along my thighs. Within seconds, the shorts was pulled down up to my calves. My hard cock, suddenly gaining its freedom, rose like a magnificent flagpole.

Next moment, I felt her fingers gripping my bare cock. My heart leaped with joy. God finally had listened to my prayers. Whatever I had been wishing for last few days was suddenly happening. My horny sister was playing with my cock. My cock suddenly appeared to swell even further. Roly was gently running her hand over my cock. She was breathing heavily. Her initial strokes were slow, light and deliberate as if making her mind whether to continue what she was doing. Then it began to become rough. Her soft grip over my cock became a bit harder and she began whacking my cock firmly. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, enjoyed the fantastic feeling of getting my cock diddled by my own sister. In just a matter of days, everything in my life had changed. Only a week ago, I wouldn’t have believed even in my wildest dreams that my own sister would play with my cock and that too so lovingly. I was in heaven. Roly continued playing with my cock; gently rubbing it, kneading it, sometimes squeezing it firmly. Her strokes were gaining momentum. Slowly, I became aware if she continued stroking like that my cock would soon erupt in her hand. My cock began to throb.

Roly sensed my impending orgasm as she immediately stopped massaging my cock; with her thumb and two fingers, she gripped the base of my cock and squeezed it very firmly. It had the right effect. My cock throbbed violently in her hands, ready to ejaculate, but nothing came out. Her firm grip over the base of my cock prevented any ejaculation. She kept it pressed firmly waiting for the throbbing to subside. My cock jerked few times between her fingers and then slowly the sensation began to subside. I could feel the pressure inside my ball slowly losing its vigor and in a minute or so, it became normal. Once the throbbing my cock subsided; Roly released her grip and let my cock slide out of her grip. It remained erect like a flagpole. I heard her move. I opened my eyes partially and looked through the eyelids. She was now on her knees, her face very close to my face. I could feel her hot breath over my cheeks. She brought her lips close to my ear.

“Get up Rohan,” She whispered hoarsely in my ear. “I know you’re awake.”

I remained silent, pretending to be asleep.

“Get up you bastard.” Her breathing was heavy. “You must finish what you’ve started.”

I opened my eyes and smiled lecherously at her.

“Never ditch a woman when she’s in heat.” Her lips touched my ear and then traveled to my lips. She kissed me on my lips and her hand again grabbed my cock and wagged it. “I desperately need the services of your friend.”

I could now understand why she didn’t let me ejaculate. My horny sister wanted my hot zism between her thighs, deep inside her pussy. Roly let go my cock and stood on the floor. She began to undress. Grabbing the hem of her gown, she lifted it over her head, and carelessly let it fall on the floor. Then she undid her bra and let it slide to the floor. Finally, she rolled her panties down. My sister was standing in her birthday suit. She stepped out of her panties and mounted on my bed. She pushed my shorts away from my knees, out of my legs and tossed it carelessly on the floor. Then she helped me in removing my t-shirt. In a fraction of second, I too was lying naked on my bed. She slipped beside me; placed her leg over my thighs in such a way that my cock head rubbed against her wet bush. Her boobs crushed against my bare chest. An electric shock ran through my body. My body was tense with excitement. My dick was getting its first introduction with a woman’s pussy. I felt her wet lips over mine and she was kissing me. Her hand again gripped my cock. She began rubbing my cock head over her soaking twat.

“Fuck me Rohan.” Her voice was shivering with emotion. “Fuck me.”

Could have I asked for anything better. I moved my hip forward. My cock which was already at the entrance of her slit began to move inside. I felt a velvety enclave slowly engulfing my cock head.

“No…!” She said suddenly. “Take me from behind.”

With that, she pushed me back, making my cock move out of her slit. It was a strange request but I let her do what she wanted. I wanted to fuck her and it didn’t matter whether I fuck her in missionary position or from behind. She rotated her body until her back was pressing into my chest. She took my hand and placed it over her massive breasts. I began kneading them. My cock was now pressed against her anal crack. She lifted her leg letting my cock slid along the ridge between the joint of her thighs. Once again, I could feel my cock head touching her wet bush. I reached out, slowly sliding my free hand from between her thighs and touched her wet pussy. It was dripping. Roly moaned loudly. I probed her wet slit with my index finger. It smoothly sailed inside her hot depth.

“Fuck me.” She pleaded.

I withdrew my hand from her pussy, gripped her one leg and raised it higher, and arched my body a little to accommodate my body between her legs. It was a little awkward to me. Certainly, it wasn’t the best position for my first fuck. However, all I wanted was my cock inside her pussy and entering her from front or behind didn’t matter much. I angled my torso, and I could now feel my cock head again probing into her hot twat. Roly reached out, grabbed my cock head and planted it over her scorching hole. I grabbed her waist with both hands and pushed. My dick triumphantly entered her warm, wet crack.

“Yessssssssssssssssss…!” She squealed joyfully.

I continued pressing cock into her well lubricated cunt. I could feel as my dick disappearing into her warm, velvety adobe. Her pussy clutched my rigid cock inside her heavenly depth. I realized that my cock was now fully inside her as I could feel her cunt hair brushing against my thatch. I let my cock buried into my first pussy and enjoyed the rapturous feeling. It was difficult for me to believe that I was actually fucking my first pussy, my own sister.

“What happened…?” Roly realized that I was not moving.

“Nothing,” I replied. “Just getting used to the fact that I’m actually fucking you.”

She smiled and turned her head. I bent my head and we kissed. Her lips remained locked on to mine while she took my hand between her thighs and placed it over her pussy. She pressed my fingers into her pussy.

“It’ll make you sure.” She whispered.

She was right. My fingers touched the soaked bush of her cunt, the parted cuntlips and groped at the base of my rigid shaft which was almost entirely embedded inside her heavenly depth. The only part of my cock my fingers could implore was the hairy root and the sack.

“Now fuck me.” She ordered.

I began humping her with a slow rhythm. Roly arched her back forcing her ass into my pelvic allowing my cock to penetrate even deeper into her cunt. I could feel her cunt-lips stretching with every in stroke of my rigid tool. I pressed on fucking her at an even pace, driving my prick deeper and deeper into her well lubricated cunt. She lay still with her one leg supported high in air and began to groan. Her head was supported on my left hand and my right hand was helping to keep her right leg high in air while I rammed her cunt from behind. Due to the dim light in the room, it was not possible for me to see the expression on her face; but the way she was groaning was evident enough that she was equally enjoying fucking her brother. In the heat of that moment, all the relationships were changed. Roly and I, from brother and sister, had suddenly become a man and woman going through their age old ritual of pleasuring each other. With every stroke, my belly was heavily humping into her taut ass cheeks. I wanted to feel her ass, to grab her ass cheeks between my palms. However, my both hands were engaged and I knew that I couldn’t do anything about it at that moment.

I kept on slamming my cock into her cunt-lips, slowly increasing my rhythm. Even though her cunt was well lubricated and my cock was moving easily in and out of her fuck hole, still I could feel the tightness of her pussy. My sister had really got a tight pussy and even after fucking for four years with her husband, she still appeared tight enough. I kept banging my horny sister, plunging again and again in and out of her hot cunt-hole, my balls banging steadily against the backs of her thighs, my coarse thatch grinding against her anus.

Roly was writhing and moaning loudly, seemed to be enjoying the plundering. She brought her hand back and grabbed my ass cheeks pressing my body more into her.

“You liked it Roly…?” I whispered into her ear.

“Ohhhhhhhh…yeah…!” She moaned. “Ohhhhhhh…it feels great. Yes…yes…keep doing it…ahhh…ahhh.”

I began fucking her pussy with more vigor; now with every stroke pulling the entire length of my cock out of her pussy and then plunging it back into her willing receptacle with much force. I didn’t know how people perform during their first fuck, but I was quite satisfied the way I was going. My fucking made her cunt -juices drip more and more, and soon I could realize that her inner thighs and the crack of her ass were sopping wet. I could also feel a part of our juice slowly seeping into my pubic hair.

“Ahhhh…ahhhh…!” Roly moaned; humping her arse back in excitement. “Fuck me harder.”

“Sure sis…!”

I obeyed her command and began humping harder and faster. I was panting with effort. My right hand that was gripping her leg high in air began to ache. Nevertheless, I continued ramming my dick into her ravenous pussy. With every stroke, my belly slammed into her ass making a loud sloppy sound. Her body was now trembling head to toe. She grunted and gasped as she experienced the massive plundering of my rampant cock. My chest heaved violently with my wild humping. I strained my muscles to get deeper and deeper inside her pussy, and she wholeheartedly supported my efforts.

“Ahhhh…Ohhhh…Gaaawd…I love it. Fuck my pussy hard!”

She began thrusting her ass back into my belly matching my rhythm. I increased the tempo. The flesh-slapping noises along with the amorous moans filled the silence of our room. I could feel sweat pouring out of our bodies and drenching the bed sheet beneath. Roly impaled herself again and again on my dick, her whole body now shaking with a wild abandon.

“Ohhh…ahhhh…”She cried suddenly, clutching my cock tightly between her cunt muscles. “Aagh…I’m coming! I’m coming!”

I continued pumping her pussy in complete frenzy. All of a sudden, her thighs became stiff.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!”She moaned so loudly that I was afraid that our parents would hear her down stairs. “Oh…Gawd…ahh…you made me come!”

She clenched my cock with the soft fold of her cunt and wriggled excitedly. It was my first experience of a woman’s orgasm. However, her action set my orgasm too. My balls suddenly churned violently and my hot cum moved out of my cock head with a wild ferocity. I plunged forward for the final time into her as my cock erupted inside her delicious pussy. I had cum before, but it was the out of the world experience. I doubt that I would ever be able to forget my fist cum into my sister’s pussy. I shot my full load into her in a number of jerks. By the time my cock stopped shooting, both of us were out of breath. Her cunt was now overflowing with the mix of our love potion. My cock was still buried deep into her pussy and I could feel our spending had completely soaked my thighs and thatch. I let her leg go and hugged her body into mine with my aching hand. We lay there silently, snuggled to each other, trying to catch our breath. Finally, she regained her senses and pushed my sweat soaked body away from her. My flaccid cock slipped out of her cunt with a slushy sound. Roly turned her body and faced me.

“That was really good, Rohan,” She smiled and kissed me. Her tongue gently lingered over my sweat covered face, tasting the salty liquid. “You made me very happy.”

I smiled back at her. Concluding in next part…

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Missing the Cut (c) 2003 by Nom de Plume FORT WORTH, Texas - The eyes of the sporting world are on Annika Sorenstam today as she becomes the first woman golfer in over fifty years to play on the PGA tour. Although most of the men playing alongside her in the Colonial Open have been supportive, Denny Grimes has made no secret of his disdain. The diminutive Grimes, who has won two tournaments on the PGA tour this year despite being the shortest player off the tee, vowed to...

2 years ago
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Missing Person

Missing Person By jessicablank Chapter 1 -- The Discovery Detective Jake Diamond watched through a pair of binoculars from his perch in a tree outside the mansion. Nighttime shrouded the estate in darkness, but the garden in the distance was brightly lighted under its glass roof. Mz. Dominica's servants -- slaves? -- were all around the garden, serving drinks and hors d'oeuvres to guests. Their black rubber uniforms glinted in the lights from overhead. Jake could hear music playing...

3 years ago
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Missing in Action

Flick (Felicity) Caterham was standing when I entered her inner sanctum.  My agent was, quite frankly, one of the best, and, largely thanks to her, my career had flourished.  I was well off, in demand and happy, despite a long yearning to find a lifetime partner.  My friend, Marilyn Foster, had told me that lifetime relationships were for the dull or the unimaginative or those who left their libido in a left luggage office.   Well, I may have been dull and unimaginative but I hadn’t lost my...

Lesbian
3 years ago
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Missing The Flight Resulting In A Great Sex Lesson

Hi all, This is Vish here from Bangalore. This story is about my first fuck that happened a couple of months ago when I was traveling from Vizag to Bangalore. Before I start this story I would like to convey a note to all those beautiful lonely girls and unsatisfied aunts over there that if you are looking for any sort of enjoyment and looking for a great fucking experience. Trust me you will definitely be more than satisfied with my 6’3 inch dick which is ready to serve your honey spots at any...

1 year ago
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Missing in Action Chapter 2

The tour was good.  Clarrie and I managed to rent a small flat in the heart of Windsor, a stone’s throw from the Castle and the theatre.  The first few days we were doing the technical stuff that has to be boringly and painstakingly precise.  It’s nothing like rehearsing normally.  It’s stop, start, stop, start while the lights, sound, and all the other bits and pieces get checked out.  It is, however, a good test of how well we’ve learned the play.The first half of Missing in Action is the set...

Lesbian
3 years ago
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Missing Vicodin

"Where's the Vicodin, Amy?" "It's right over here." "I know where it is. You know that's not what I'm asking. Where's the Vicodin?" Amy manages the stock at the pharmacy. She makes sure everything is in place and accounted for. Nothing goes out without a prescription. Nothing comes in without being logged. Sometimes older medicines are destroyed. Nothing is out of place. People's lives depend on this. Amy does her job very well. "There are forty-eight Vicodin tablets missing....

2 years ago
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Missing Presumed Dead

Eight months I have taken to cross this vast land. I had no conception of the vast land this continent was. Looking at a map of Australia one never realises the vast distances there is between towns, well a few houses clustered together in this land is called a town. Now here I was standing on the escapement looking down at the City of Perth. In the East I was told it was just a hick town, no night-life and the kangaroos run all over the streets. In the distance I could see the outline of tall...

4 years ago
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Missing Mom Hard Labordelivery1

Prior: bigbob1200 Missing Mom series Prior: Missing Mom –Hard Labor Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at home with his girlfriend Kendra. They abused her with a brutal breeding session. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a Poker Party to get money to pay the bills. Abused at the poker party, the next morning Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra] Pimp her out, flush with money they get a delivery of movie equipment. The delivery men and then relatives join...

3 years ago
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Missing Pieces Part 8 Final

The three of us stood off to the side as the fund-raiser went into full swing. Kaylee and I had already made our little speeches and the mayor was included before introducing a pair of local TV celebrities who hosted the gathering for the rest of the evening. With so many local dignitaries present, I knew that I would have to spend some time thanking each one personally for attending. "Glad that's over with." Speaking in front of people had never been an issue; however I have never...

4 years ago
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Missing in Action

Dr Alan Johnson re-reads the notes that had been passed to him. Subject: Mrs Rebecca Lewis Age: 31 Marital Status: divorced Military status: Captain, National Guard Air Force aircrew Recent deployment: Six-week tour of Middle East Comments: Aircraft shot down. Listed as Missing in Action for eight Weeks. Found by British troops on scheduled sweep. Physical condition poor. Malnourished and sexually and Physically abused. The Doctor put the notes down, trying to imagine what this...

4 years ago
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Missing Congeniality

Dedicated to Mindy and all of the volunteers who make Fictionmania possible! Thanks, as always, to Steve Zink for his editing. No one does it better! (This story gently kids the great movie 'Miss Congeniality', and no copyright infringement is intended.) Missing Congeniality By Eric FBI District Supervisor Harrison looked over his team. They were going to bust up a big time Russian Mafia exchange with the homegrown New York Mafia. Nothing could go wrong, he was sure. He...

1 year ago
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Missing Maid A Tawse Hal Mystery

The Missing Maid A Tawse Hall Mystery By Lisa Chapter 1 Lisa did not know what to expect but whatever it was this was not it. She did not believe that trains still went to places like Slipperbottom. There seemed to be a station, a small half empty car park and a shop. Apart from a few picture post card cottages there was not much else to see. There may have once been a timetable in the bus stop but not anymore. There was probably something about this in the instructions she had been sent...

3 years ago
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Missing Pieces Part 6

Coming back with a smile on my face, Rika picked it up almost immediately. "I'm glad to see that you're feeling better, Erin." Her eyes opened wide as I set the container of cookies on her desk. Sitting on the edge, I took one more. Had to watch my girlish figure you know. While munching on the cookies, the two of us discussed a conference I needed to attend next week, most likely taking me out of town. We covered a few more things, before she passed me the list of attendees for the...

2 years ago
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Missing Mom Becomes a Prostitute

It happened when I was 13 yrs old, me and my mom are all alone,,, no relatives no one to support us. Mom used to search for employment and I used to help her out in all kinds of work. What I came to know when I became older was that my mom in her college days was a beauty and had so many guys around her trying for a chance to experience her body which was 37-26-38, 5’5’’ tall whitish complexion more she looks like vijayashanti in telugu movies. She fell in love with a rich boy who promised her...

Incest
2 years ago
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Missing magazines 2

My cock was throbbing with excitement. I needed a quick release; but first, I had to retire to the solitude of my room. I crawled back to my room and once inside, I locked it carefully. I quickly began to undress in the darkness. Having stripped of my shorts and vest, I turned on the night lamp. Standing in front of the mirror provided in the door of my cupboard, I looked at my reflection. “Not bad.” I thought, admiring my rigid boner. I didn’t know about the size of the biggest and the...

Incest
2 years ago
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Missing Him

Oh, hell, they look like they’re having fun, I thought to myself with a sigh, watching a couple make out on-screen during the movie I was watching, while I was curled up on my couch, all alone. But as the scene progressed, and the couple went from kissing to getting hot and heavy, I felt myself growing frustrated too, as a longing and a tingling began to form between my legs and in my lower stomach. Ugh, if Mark doesn’t return from his deployment soon, I might just blow a gasket without him.My...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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Missing my Mom

My Mom died when I was 13 and I was left with my stepdad. My stepdad was a fair man and treated me well. My Mom had had me when she was quite young, only 16. She worked as a stripper and would leave for work wearing very skimpy outfits. My stepdad had met her at the strip club and therefore didn't have a problem with her job. Sometimes before going to work she would model her outfits for him and dance for him which always excited him. I would just watch as they...

2 years ago
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Missing You

I walk round the lounge, restless, annoyed ... where the hell are you? Early night you said ... yeah right, same old story, heard it all before. In the meantime, I'm here, alone, again. I look across at the cold food on the table, wasted, again. Yet another ruined romantic dinner for two.I sigh, pour myself another glass of wine and take a large swallow. Sod the mess, I am not clearing up tonight, I am too pissed off, it can wait till morning.I walk into the bedroom and kick off my heels, oh...

2 years ago
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Missing

Hey guys! This is my first story here so criticism is needed. More stories will come, and I hope you enjoy this one! THERE WAS always something missing in Anney’s life. It made her sad to think of never finding out the reason why. Sure she was pretty, with her deep mahogany hair and piercing green eyes, and she never had problems with guys. Well, until she had met a man one day in the local bar. Just by looking at him had made her wet. It was so sad that she had to go anyway, leaving the...

3 years ago
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Missing her warm hole

Felt like sharing .... She was just another typical sissy faggot who enjoyed sucking cock. I met her a while back, when CL still had personals. After talking a bit, there wasn’t anything special about her. She enjoyed dressing ... heels, panties, etc.... she claimed she was very experienced and loved feeling a man ejaculate in her mouth. Let’s call her Sheila.The first time I met her was on a weekday morning. She rented the basement of a home and between 7am-4pm she was home alone. She worked...

2 years ago
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Missing PANTIES

Not again, I kept thinking I have lost a pair of panties, but where?I was doing some laundry this morning and I could swear I had worn my Cosabella lace thong last Friday, and I cant find it anywhere. It is not the first time I have lost or misplaced my undies this past year. I am not that careless, Since I moved to this building I have notice that. I have not had a panty raid since college, back then you expected that, but no now. Anyhow, I have a feeling the last tenant did have a copy...

3 years ago
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Missing

Hey guys! This is my first story here so criticism is needed. More stories will come, and I hope you enjoy this one!THERE WAS always something missing in Anney's life. It made her sad to think of never finding out the reason why. Sure she was pretty, with her deep mahogany hair and piercing green eyes, and she never had problems with guys. Well, until she had met a man one day in the local bar. Just by looking at him had made her wet. It was so sad that she had to go anyway, leaving the...

Love Stories
4 years ago
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Missing Sisters

       Ever since I was a little girl, I’d dreamed of being a newswoman. The female reporters on TV always seemed so smart and confident. Becoming a television reporter was all I thought about. But the first time I appeared on the nightly news it was in the most horrifying way possible.        The entirety of the scratchy, worn television set was filled with portraits of a pair of school girls.  The girl on the right had long straw blond hair, tied in a loose ponytail with a pink bow. Bangs of...

2 years ago
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Missing the Cut

                                                                                                          Missing the Cut                                                                                 By                                                                           Lex Ludite                                    Chapter 1 (revised)        At  nearly 14 Micky, short for Maxine, Wilson was getting more coverage on the men's tour than they were. Using sponsor exemptions, her father was...

4 years ago
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Missing my love honey

Hi friends its gabby again with my second sex experience at my maternal grand parents house in moga with my loving boy friend honey. As i told u earlier about my 1st sex with honey at his room . That was so nice awsome. After that we come more close that we strart talking dirty with each other with no limits .nd i start rubbing my red soft pussy every night while talking 2 honey. And honey also massage his peenis . We both imagine each other .. But we both were satisfied with that as we have...

Incest
1 year ago
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Missing The Signals

I licked my lips and calmly closed the gap between me and the door. I didn't say a word, but breathed as heavily as I could. As I got to the door, I heard some slight moaning."Oh, yes," she moaned.I giggled and had to let my hand into my shorts immediately. "Yes, Leslie, are you having some private time? Do you mind if your horny step-sister watches?" I whispered, cracking the door open just a tad.From one second to the next, I got the image I wanted. "Yes, you're naked and playing with your...

First Time
4 years ago
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Missing

She sat quietly at the table eating her breakfast, swinging her legs under the table. This wasn't the first time she'd had to eat alone. She could hear their voices, muffled by the closed bedroom door. They argued all the time lately. She hated it when they argued, it upset her. She'd tried telling them, but they never listened. They told her to "Shut up" that she "Didn't understand". They weren't very nice to her when they were cross. She puts her cup and plate in the sink, silently...

1 year ago
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Missing

My name is George Starsky and just over six weeks ago I was handed a death sentence. No, you're not going to hear about my last meal consisting of rare baby seal pate, forty seven White Castle Sliders and salad dressed in the pussy juice of a virgin. I don't know what my last meal will be or when it will be. Truth is it will likely be bland and shitty, as I seem to have problems holding solid food down. Every last one of us begins dying as the sperm cell meets our mother's egg. Some of us...

2 years ago
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Missing in SannabalChapter 2

Five minutes later the camera was running and she was holding a mic in my face. She had made the introductions all around. "What can you tell us about your Niece's disappearance." "I can tell you this much, it is our opinion that she didn't leave here willingly. Mike and I are going to be taking a hard look at things. I can't tell you what the cops find but I can tell you what we find. I can also tell you who cooperates and who doesn't. Right now the Mexican police are being very...

1 year ago
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Missing Her

This was a recent dream I had of my girlfriend Liv. The details are hazy, so I had to make up some stuff, but most of it is accurate. I was away on vacation with some friends and I missed her. This has no connection to my other stories of her. Hope you like it. I went to bed that night feeling lonely. I had gone with 5 friends to a lake house for a week that one of their parents had rented. I was tired from a day of wake boarding and canoeing. I had managed to keep my mind off of Liv all day,...

2 years ago
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missing you part 3

she feels guilty for taking all the pleasures so far, he's sitting beside her, just stroking her hair,as she is snuggled into his chest, this must be the first time they haven't undressed each other as soon as the door closes.she lifts her head and he kisses her on the lips, long and sensual, her right hand gently strokes over his firm cock in his trousers. He takes a deep breath as her thumb and index finger squeezes his helmet. then she run her finger nail over the very tip.she slides from...

3 years ago
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Missing Ray

            Ray was hot.   Even now, years after our affair ended, I could think of him and get wet.   There is no two ways about it.   Ray was hot.               I’m Anne.   I’m a mom to two kids, college student, and general housewife.   I have a figure I am normally quite pleased with, although the necessary surgeries left their marks over my abdomen.   Even so, I’m a petite blonde with a 34D chest, a slightly chunky waist, but still about 28”, and full 36” hips.   When I was a bit...

2 years ago
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Missing Hannah

I had forgotten how tight Hannah’s pussy was.So, when I slipped inside her from behind, and looked down at the pale, white skin of her back, leading up to the long, curly, red hair flowing over her left shoulder, I felt a nearly overwhelming urge to cum inside her. “It’s been so long,” she said, looking back at me. “I missed you, Mickey.” I missed her too, but probably only for the fact that she was 22 and I was 40 and she gave amazing blowjobs. She wasn’t k**ding, though. It had been awhile....

3 years ago
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missing daddy

well when i was about 15 my parents split up..and i had to go live with mum. I knew i'd miss my dad so much....well because he would tuck me in every night.. and i dnt know... but i'm sure he'd just let his hand linger around my cock for a while.....mmm it felt so good. and my cock would allways be so hard for daddy when he tucked me in....mmmm... and..and when i walk past daddy in the shower sometimes it looked like he'd just hold his cock a little longer for me to see it.. oh i'd miss my...

2 years ago
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Missing Ray

            Ray was hot.   Even now, years after our affair ended, I could think of him and get wet.   There is no two ways about it.   Ray was hot.               I’m Anne.   I’m a mom to two kids, college student, and general housewife.   I have a figure I am normally quite pleased with, although the necessary surgeries left their marks over my abdomen.   Even so, I’m a petite blonde with a 34D chest, a slightly chunky waist, but still about 28”, and full 36” hips.  ...

Straight Sex
1 year ago
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Missing

"I step off the train. I'm walkin' down your street again and past your door but you don't live there anymore." "It's years since you've been there. And now you've disappeared somewhere." "Like outer space you've found some better place." "And I miss you. Like the deserts miss the rain." God, I hate that fucking song but it won't stop playing through my mind over and over again. Maybe it's because it's the theme song to my life. It tells in minute detail how I screwed up...

2 years ago
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Missing Dan

I was watching TV. The only English-language station played reruns of The Partridge Family, Gilligan's Island, M*A*S*H, and All In The Family every afternoon. For me, at 15, living in Qatar, that was my so-called life. We'd been in Qatar only since January - three months. We moved from Taiwan. Before Taiwan was Indonesia. Before that Kenya, Latvia, New Zealand... We moved a lot. No, my dad wasn't in the military - it was his business. Taiwan had been pretty good. We'd lived there for...

3 years ago
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Missing the bus

My job on the other hand is great. I make indie comics with my friend Martin. We make around 8 thousand dollars here in the suburbs of New York. I'm glad I have that money. To pay those damned medical bills that I still have one payment on. About 6 months ago I was driving down the road, my nice year old Honda Civic.. Black, working air conditiong.. That's about all I know that I really like about cars. Definately not a car guy. But, as I was driving down the street to pick up some paper...

1 year ago
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Missing You

At night I curl up in our bed all alone. Even though I know you’ll be home with me soon, I can’t help but allow myself to wallow in self-pity for a moment. Cuddling with your pillow and blanket is a very poor substitute for your body. I don’t sleep well when you’re not home. I wake up at least once a night unconsciously seeking you out in the dark. The moments before attempting to fall asleep are simply awful. My body quietly yearns for yours. In the quiet, I attempt to comfort myself with...

2 years ago
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Missing Her Man

Things had been crazy lately and needless to say just a bit out of the norm. Again she had found herself at home caring for her sick new baby. It had seemed that the baby was sick more than not. So she and her husband were doing the best they can with their work schedules to care for the baby. But the abnormal schedules had really been a pain in the normal day to day routines and both the mother and father were tired. It seems that it had been a long time that they had spent some good quality...

2 years ago
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Missing You

Anna lounged in the center of her king-sized bed, enjoying the feel of the cool satin sheets. She loved these sheets and had made her bed with them especially for tonight. She had dressed for the evening as well, wearing nothing more than her black lace half-cup shelf bra, matching garter belt, and g-string panty, with her black seamed thigh-top stockings and strappy red open-toe sandals. She set her laptop on foot of the bed between her spread legs, plugging it in - she sure didn't want the...

Toys
2 years ago
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Missing Pieces Part 5

Taking a seat at my desk, I stared out the window. My mind had not settled down after the two-pronged confession from Tabitha. One she had always been interested in me and two she knew my secret. Obviously, she had been involved in the ritual to turn me into a girl. I had a sneaking suspicion that most of Kaylee's female relatives were most likely witches. Lost in through, the sound of my cell phone ringing made me jump. Instantly recognizing the number, I stared at it before picking...

2 years ago
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Missing Man

“Thats our boy there.” Jake said to his wife Alice. They were watching what the same person they had been watching for weeks. The man was nineteen years old and if you didn't know what you were looking at you would have thought he was an extremely attractive man indeed. Muscles where there should be muscles and hair where their should be hair. He had light blond hair and the deepest bluest eyes they ever did see. But that was as manly a man as it was possible for him to get. They followed...

2 years ago
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Missing

by Droid447 It had been a couple of weeks since Kyrsi and her sister Chloe were transferred to Iron City. They both worked for the company Acton Mining. The sisters were happy to be working and living together, even though this city was small and boring, located on a planet at the far edge of the federation. Kyrsi was 19 years old, assigned to the communications department as an assistant. Chloe was one year younger and she was learning her way around the engine room. Their income was...

3 years ago
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Missing Pieces Part 7

Friday started much like the rest of the week, although when I walked into the kitchen that morning, I wished the girls would be there with coffee, actually waking up with them next to me felt really nice. I never liked to live alone but that wasn't a good reason to get into a relationship, was it? Did I give more thought that I might be Erin for good? I did but there was little I could do about it. Not that it stopped me from thinking about it, but really, it didn't upset me as much...

2 years ago
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Missing My Married Lady

Nights like this I wish rain drops would fall I could lay back in my bed and know I have it all… You’re more than a woman you’re more than a friend I keep telling myself you could be in my life til the end Late nights I clutch my pillow wishing it were you I spray your perfume on my bed to make myself believe I’m sleeping with you I wake up confused when you’re not there I tell myself you had to leave before I got up. I ask myself if she knows how much she means to me then I hear her voice...

4 years ago
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Missing My Bhabhi

Hi my erotic friends of this beautiful world of iss. My day starts and ends with iss. That said i am addicted to this wonderful and reliable site. Well I am married man 35 y/o settled in life and this story is about my experience with my own bhabhi. The subject is not new but my narration and attempt is real and new for sure. I will not talk about how I look, how sexy I am or any tool/sex data. I believe that needs to experienced rather than told. I also thank to iss writers who gave me format...

Incest
3 years ago
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Missing MagazinesChapter 2

My cock was throbbing with excitement. I needed a quick release; but first, I had to retire to the solitude of my room. I crawled back to my room and once inside, I locked it carefully. I quickly began to undress in the darkness. Having stripped off my shorts and vest, I turned on the night lamp. Standing in front of the mirror provided in the door of my cupboard, I looked at my reflection. "Not bad." I thought, admiring my rigid boner. I didn't know about the size of the biggest and the...

1 year ago
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Missing Natalie

During the summer after my first year of , I lived with a guy named Ryan in a two-bedroom apartment close to campus. My girlfriend Natalie had gone out of town for two weeks, leaving me with no one to do. Our sex life was pretty active, so within about six hours of her leaving I was on the internet, searching for something to help me beat off to ease the tension. Ryan sensed my desperation and, like all problems in college, decided the solution was alcohol. Armed with a bottle of vodka, we took...

Bisexual
1 year ago
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Missing it

When Robbie and Kendra had gotten married, a lot of people had told them that an interracial relationship wouldn't work. But Robbie's biggest concern had been that Kendra would grow to miss the doses of big black cock she was used to. She had sworn that she wouldn't. "Oh baby, you feel so big inside me," Kendra moaned. She was lying on the bed, her legs lifted up in the air, as her friend Frank pushed his enormous black cock in and out of her pussy. His rod was glistening with her juices, and...

Erotic
2 years ago
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Saving Elite Magazine

-1- I can’t get enough. I never want it to end – sex with a black man. But it does, in time. Fatigue sets in and our bodies give out. There’s always a nice nap, or a good night’s sleep, or simply a walk on the beach to take a break before getting naked and going at it again. My life’s work, my destiny, has been pleasing black men. I give my body, all of it, for them to take, to use, to gather pleasure from. It’s one reason I was so sad to learn my old place of employment – Elite...

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