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Her Basement

by Rajah Dodger {[email protected]} (c) 2001, 2009

This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License (by-nc-sa). In jurisdictions where the Creative Commons license is not recognized, United States copyright and Berne Convention provisions apply; all rights reserved to Rajah Dodger except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached.

The a****l in the basement was whimpering again.

My next-door neighbor kept some sort of a****l, I thought perhaps a dog, in her basement. For the last month I would be awakened at odd hours by a whimpering sound coming from there. I hadn't actually seen the dog, but then I worked during the day. I really intended to talk to her about the noise, but I'd never introduced myself and this didn't seem to be the right way to do it.

Then my company got bought out by a foreign outfit, and we all found ourselves on a three-week unexpected paid vacation while they "reviewed options for local personnel". I wasn't too worried, since good database administrators with web experience are hard to come by. Still, I now found myself at loose ends at 8 in the morning instead of hitting the road with the rest of the work crowd.

I decided this made for a good opportunity, and so a little after 9:30 I found myself, neatly dressed in slacks and shirt, ringing the doorbell of my neighbor's house. After a few minutes, as I was about to give up, the door opened and a rather attractive-looking matron dressed in a nondescript front-button housecoat, her hair done up in a neat bun, looked at me inquiringly. "Yes?" she asked.

I introduced myself, and her attitude became noticeably warmer. "Oh yes, of course. Well, I'm Helen; won't you come in? I was just fixing tea, if you'll have some." I followed her in and took a look around the house. Nice, neatly decorated, nothing particularly striking about it. We wandered toward the back of the house and into the kitchen, where a tea kettle was whistling. She continued, "Aren't you generally at work during the day? I've been here some time and your house is always so quiet." I explained about my work situation, and since she had now mentioned the subject of quiet, I had my opportunity. I asked her about the pet in the basement.

There was an odd, strained silence, and an indecipherable look came across her face. "Pet? I don't have any pets."

I explained about the sounds I had heard during the night, and she shook her head. "The night air carries sounds a good distance; I'm sorry about your being awoken, but I really don't know what you were hearing." I think she could tell I wasn't completely convinced, but I thanked her all the same for straightening me out.

We continued our tea and chatted about the neighborhood, city politics, how we came to be here. Somewhere between the second and third pot I learned that her husband had died some years back, so she had moved here to get away from the old memories. I sympathized as best as I could, having never gotten past the serious dating stage myself. That got my mind sidetracked, and I took a second look at her face, realizing that her eyes really were quite striking.

"... woolgathering?" I shook myself, realizing that I hadn't been paying attention to what she was saying. "I'm sorry," I replied, "something you said just sent my mind on a tangent." She smiled accepting my apology, and repeated herself. "I was remarking that it's really quite important to know one's neighbors, even in the best of neighborhoods. Sometimes you need a hand around the house, and you never know just who the person next door will turn out to be." I nodded at that; then put my hands up against my temples to steady my head.

"Is something wrong?" she asked with some concern.

I mumbled something about the tea being too strong, I thought. She offered to let me lie down on her couch if I needed, but I declined. "It's okay, I've taken up so much of your morning already. I'll just be toddling on back..." I tried standing up, and my headache got seriously worse. I stumbled, and she took my arm in a surprisingly strong grip. "No, no I must insist," she said overriding my objections. "You're in no condition right now." I followed her meekly to the drawing room, and she helped me lie back on the couch. "I'll just leave the lights off, now, and you can come find me when you're feeling better."

I thanked her weakly, and let my eyes close. The room was pleasantly cool, and I heard her footsteps clicking faintly away...

I opened my eyes once, thinking I was hearing voices, but the room was blurry and it felt so much better just to lie back on the couch... Eventually I felt a hand on my cheek, and opened my eyes to see her face inspecting me, those large brown eyes focused on mine. "Are you feeling better now?" I sat up tentatively, and my head stayed fastened to my shoulders. "I think so." I stood up, and everything seemed to be more or less normal. "Thank you," I said with some embarrassment, "I don't know quite what came over me. I must be coming down with something." She shrugged her shoulders, and suggested that I might also have been sensitive to something in the herbal tea.

She led me to the front door, and shook my hand warmly as I took my leave. "Do drop in again," she added with a smile, "it's so nice to know someone who's home during the day." I thanked her again, and headed back to my own house, where I noticed with some surprise I'd spent the entire morning over there. I took two aspirin and took a long nap, waking late in the afternoon and feeling much better.

I went out to dinner that evening and caught a movie, and got a good night's sleep, undisturbed by any sounds from my neighbor's basement, or wherever they had been coming from.

*** *** ***

I spent the next day in the back yard, fixing the gutters and cleaning out some accumulated debris. At one point I thought I was being watched, but I looked around and decided I just wasn't dealing well with not being at work. I did more shopping than usual, seeing no reason to blow my budget on eating out when I was just going to be home most of the day. I fixed a few casseroles and fried up some chicken breasts so I'd have something convenient whenever I got hungry, then celebrated by going out to dinner. Hey, I never claimed to be consistent.

About three in the morning I woke up, alert. The sounds were there again; vague, a****l noises. I went to my window and opened it, listening. It still sounded like it was coming from her basement.

Coming to a decision, I got dressed in dark clothes and quietly went out my back door. Outside of the usual traffic noises, nothing was audible. I went around the side of my house to the front edge of the mutual fence, looked around to verify that nobody was around, and crept around the side of her house to the spot near her back patio where I could see the top of a window sunk into the ground. On closer inspection, I could tell it had been painted from the inside, but age had cracked the paint and there were faint traces of light coming through.

About that time I heard the sound again. It was definitely a whimpering, like a dog trying to get through a closed door. Up close, I could now hear something like a voice, although no words were distinguishable. Then there was silence again, and after a few minutes I decided discretion was calling for me to get back home. I turned at the edge of the fence, and looked at her house, but there was no sign of activity other than the faintest bit of illumination limning the basement window.

I lay awake, listening, for fifteen more minutes, but nothing else disturbed the night and I finally fell back to sleep.

*** *** ***

The next morning I got a phone call from Helen. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm having a problem with my cable, and I don't want to call out the service unless I have to, they take so long. Would you by any chance know anything about it?" I told her that I wasn't a cable TV specialist, but that I'd done my time tracing connection problems with computers and that I'd be glad to give it a look-see.

When her door opened and I saw Helen again, I took a step back in surprise. The drab housecoat in which she had first greeted me was gone; instead she was dressed in a well-cut silk blouse and a nicely contrasting suede skirt, one which demonstrated that she had legs to be proud of. She was still wearing her hair in that teacher-style bun, though. I pulled myself back together and took her proffered hand, entering the house as she held the door open. She led me to the back bedroom where the troublesome television set was located, and stayed as I got down and rummaged around the back looking at the connections. Eventually I was able to find a spot where part of the cable had been frayed and had shorted to the ground sheath. Maybe five minutes later, I was standing up wiping some sweat off my forehead and telling her "Okay, if that works you won't have to call the cable guys."

She turned the television on, bringing forth a loud blast of static and fuzz, then she hit the channel button and we got a legitimate picture from CNN, followed in quick order by a country music video, an old Sixties cartoon (and I won't embarrass myself by admitting which one), a dimly lit dungeon scene with a scantily-dressed woman in shackles against the wall, a soap opera in Spanish, and the weather channel.

"Seems to be working," she said finally with a pleased tone. "Thank you so much, I really hate to impose like this, let me do something for you. How about a home-cooked dinner?"

I tried to demur, but we went into the kitchen and had some juice drinks together, her suede skirt moving enticingly as she leaned over the sink, and before I knew it I was agreeing to come by her house at eight.

The rest of the morning passed uneventfully, other than an increasing sense of unease on my part. I couldn't decide whether I was reading signals from Helen, or just reacting to not having been on a date in over three months. I could just imagine myself saying something inappropriate and finding myself out on my ear. After lunch I suddenly decided that I needed to get a haircut, and after that I went through my closet to find a slacks and shirt combination that was halfway dressy but not showy, and took a much longer shower than usual.

At eight promptly, I rang Helen's doorbell and waited. My wait was rewarded this time, and I was glad I'd decided to improve my appearance. Helen had let her hair down in a glorious cascade around her shoulders, she was wearing some sort of makeup that emphasized her already striking eyes, and the light blue dress she was wearing put the lie to my first impression of her as "matronly". It wasn't blatant by any means, but it clung to her in spots and left the imagination free to wander in others.

I'll admit my imagination was wandering during dinner. I'm not sure what we talked about, but the food was good and the wine set it off nicely. Too much wine, perhaps, because I offered to help clear the dishes but found myself getting dizzy when I tried to stand up. Helen helped me back into my seat, and took the plate from in front of me. "Take it easy, there," she told me, "I'll just be a few minutes downstairs taking care of some things, then we can have dessert."

The room was definitely off kilter, so I was glad to take that advice. I heard her open a door, followed by the sound of footsteps clicking more and more faintly. Minutes passed, and I slowly realized it had been some time without her coming back.

I pushed myself up onto none-too-steady feet, and went toward the kitchen to see what had happened. I saw a pie ready for cutting, but not Helen. I opened a door which turned out to be a walk-in pantry, with another door at its back. I opened that hesitantly. "Helen?" I called, but got no reply. I could see the stairs dimly outlined from the pantry light, and took slow careful steps downward into the gloom of the basement. My balance was none too good, and my own footsteps seemed to echo oddly. Finally, the stairs ended and I assured myself I was on solid ground. I felt around for a light switch.

What my palm landed on instead was a firm, warm, hard-nippled breast.

While I was still reacting to that, something soft was held over my mouth and nose and everything around me faded out.

*** *** ***

My shoulders hurt.

That was the first thing I noticed. Shortly after that, my body told me that it was feeling chill air flowing in places that shouldn't be exposed to the air. I opened my eyes blearily. I was standing against a cold wall, naked, my wrists above my head and slightly behind me. I tugged on them; something was holding them up. I tried to move my feet; something was keeping my ankles spread out similarly.

The next thing that occurred to me was that there was light now; a dim, murky light. Familiar... then a picture came to my mind. The dungeon scene on Helen's television set. But if I was the one in the shackles here, then who...?

A throat was cleared, and I looked to my left. It took me several moments to recognize the woman standing there as Helen. For one thing, she was nude. Gloriously nude, full breasts, broad hips, a neatly trimmed triangle, long legs. Technically I suppose she wasn't totally nude, but her heels only emphasized the rest of her appearance. She stood in command of the room, with a look that brooked no questions. Kneeling at her feet was another woman, younger, also nude, with a dark collar around her neck and something filling her mouth.

Helen spoke up. "About time you came to. I must say, I didn't expect you to make it all the way downstairs. No, save the complaints and protests; I'm going to talk and you're going to listen." She pointed to the girl at her feet. "This is Jennifer. Jennifer and I have something in common -- my former husband. It turns out he was cheating on me, and had the poor taste to have a heart attack while they were going at it. Poor Jennifer here lost her head and called the first number she found in his wallet -- which was mine."

The girl shook her head and a whimpering sound came out around the thing in her mouth. Helen prodded the girl from behind with the toe of her shoe, and the sounds ceased. Helen continued, "I brought Jennifer with me when I moved here. Since she took my husband from me, she owes me a lot. And I'll admit, she has her uses. Her mouth, for example, is very talented."

Helen bent down and unfastened a strap, and pulled a penis-shaped gag out of the girl's mouth. "Jennifer here is going to keep you entertained for a while. I looked at your shoes when you were working on my television set. I found it so interesting that they matched the shoeprints I found that morning in the ground outside the little basement window."

Jennifer was crawling toward me on her hands and knees while Helen was speaking, and the top of her head brushed upward against my balls, followed by her cheek, then her lips. She took me into her mouth, and I groaned at the sensation. Helen was still talking: "I really don't want to have to move again; it took me some time to find a house with a usable basement, and I don't let Jennifer out of the house for obvious reasons."

She was right about the girl's talent; I don't think I ever had a blow job as slow, exquisite, and teasing as this one. I didn't wonder that Helen's husband had keeled over. I tried to thrust my hips forward, but Jennifer just moved back in rhythm with me and continued her slow, teasing pace.

"So when you started raising a fuss about noises in the basement, what was I to do? Other than have a long session with Jennifer here about being quiet at night. We had to give you a bigger cock to suck on after that, didn't we Jen?" Jennifer shuddered and swallowed, and that almost pushed me over the edge, but she squeezed my cock at the base and held me until the moment passed.

I was going crazy with lust, my legs hurt from straining, and my cock felt like it would burst. I wanted nothing more than to slam myself into Jennifer's mouth and cum until I was empty, but she kept me just a whisper away from that release. Helen now sounded as if she were speaking from everywhere in the room, and my world was shrinking to the lips around my cock and the voice in my ears. "I decided that the only way to deal with you was to have you join our little family. I can certainly use a handyman around here. Behave, and you'll find out that I've got more talents than our little Jennifer here, and any number of creative ways to use them. Who knows, maybe you can even spend some nights in your own bed. Otherwise..."

My breathing had taken on a frantic panting quality, and my groin was throbbing with unreleased semen needing to come out.

"I'm going upstairs to have a nice bath and watch some television. I think you know the channel. Jennifer has strict instructions not to let you cum, and she's gotten very good at following instructions. When I come back downstairs, you can tell me if you'd like to follow my lead."

She turned and walked away, her ass flexing as she moved up the stairs.

Jennifer continued her ministrations, speeding up and slowing down as if she knew my body better than I did myself.

The a****l in the basement was whimpering again.

I was the one whimpering.

/ END /

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My Black Master called me that early evening, to tell me I should be ready after dinner; because he would drive me to his place.I did not dare to protest, although Victor had planned to go dinner outside.Then I had a warm shower, shaved my labia and put on a sexy outfit.When my loving husband came from office, he found me ready to go out, but he was disappointed about hearing that my date tonight was Jerome.My Black Master came for me in his nice car and he drove me to his home. He said I...

4 years ago
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Marys Basement

We ended up staying over at Mary's place for the night. She was a beautiful woman with one of those sexy voices that could make you quiver. We both enjoyed seeing all her curves, and she had no problem flaunting them for us. Long, flowing, black hair,dark tan, and the most exquisite hour glass figure ending in a cute, little, tight, apple shaped ass. Her outfits were always the most revealing. I was hoping it would rub off on you, but I saw you looked just as hot in your tight little Capris and...

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3 years ago
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Dad Son working out in the basement

Well, Its been awhile since I posted on here. This happened when I move from apartment and into a house. nice little ranch , but had a open large basement area and plumbed for a bath. So that was my first project. Putting in a large shower area. I like to work out in the basement had bought some equipment and bench presses and crap. Got some of the mirrors for the large walls to check myself out. Anyway compelted the shower install. It was pretty sweat if I dont mind saying so. All glass...

2 years ago
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Ednas Basement

Edna’s BasementBy MissyChapter 1. Missy Revealed           Missy looked out the window and watched as her Mom got into Bob's truck. He was kind of gross - when she'd let him earlier it was pretty clear that he hadn't shaved that day and his fingernails were dirty and he smelled like he'd been drinking beer. Her mom hadn't seemed to notice any of this - not that she ever did these days - and had told Missy not to wait up when she was walking out the door.           It was not like she...

2 years ago
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Trying Vodka BFF Sex In the Basement

Jacqueline's mouth encased my finger with a slow, warm motion. She seemed to savor it, massaging inside with her wet tongue and lips. I was throbbing inside my panties as I lay back on the wicker chair in the basement of her family's house wearing only a yellow necklace and my pretty powder-blue panties with the pink and white flowers at the top. She had told me she liked them last weekend when we got into her costume closet, dressing up as different characters from our favorite movies. It...

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The Thing in the Basement

Katrina wasn't sure what exactly had awoken her first, the faint, pungent scent in the air, the soft, disquieting sounds, or perhaps the vague feeling of something simply not being right. Slipping out of bed, the thirteen-year-old girl winced a slightly at the chill she felt as her bare feet touched the hardwood floor. Silently she then crept from her room and glanced around the darkened hallway beyond. There was silence now, no wind outside, no snoring from her parents room, no strange...

1 year ago
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An Afternoon In The Basement

Sarah sat on the small couch in her basement, her long shapely legs twisted under her body in a way that only a state champion gymnast's could. Her hair fell straight and glossy to her shoulders and the very tops of her small but perfectly-shaped breasts. She had a very small waist and almost no hips. Her dark red lipstick gave her face sex appeal well beyond its fifteen years. Her best friend Paula sat on the chair in the corner, flicking idly through the channels. Her blue v-neck sweater lay...

First Time
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Herrin

A VICIOUS ONE The story is completely fictional, all acts andcharacters are result of writers imagination. If you are under aged, closethis document immediately! In advance, please forgive if my English is not good enough. HERRIN PRESENT DAY Just laying there on the table and awaiting his faith to bring him more misery,he felt coolness probing his skin and going straight to his flesh and bones.Cold, that was the only thing he felt then. Numb has he become long time ago;num and resistless...

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Motherless

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

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Motherless Interracial

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

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Motherless Scat

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

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Motherless Fappening

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

The Fappening
3 years ago
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sherrie my teen toy

It was a typical saturday night and i was sitting in the local bar watching the local girls try to strip tease . That is when it went from normal to kinda nice, This short woman came in and sat down besides me and started to talk. She said her name was Pam and was out looking for a good time. Not one to turn down a sure thing I decided to see how far I could get with ehr. To start things off she was not all that great looking with maybe a small B cup tits and a so-so face. About an...

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Sherrie Visits the Physiotherapist

Sherrie had known David for 16 years and he had always been the one to treat her back whenever she hurt it. He was a very sexy Physiotherapist, tall, tanned and very athletic looking. Without fail every time Sherrie went to see him he knew where she was hurting, and would instantly ask her to remove her top and undo her Jeans so he could get to her back. David would always like to check to see if she had her “G” string on and he could see she had a matching bra on. He would make the subtle...

2 years ago
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Cheris Husband Experiments

I've known Harvey since grade school and we used to hang before the two of us got married. We are pretty close, close enough to discuss personal problems, and one day we were having a beer after work and I commented on how beat he always seemed to be. "Yeah," he said, "I've got a bad case of "fuckitus." "What's that?" I asked. He grinned and said, "It's where your wife spends all her time trying to fuck you to death and from my appearance, it looks like she is succeeding." "That...

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Motherless Arab

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

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Motherless Facials

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

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Motherless Fetish

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

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1 year ago
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Crusher

Warning - The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset you, do not read any further. The characters discussed in this story are based upon characters that are the property of major corporations. Use of the characters in this unauthorized story are not intended to provide any financial rewards for myself or to claim any ownership of the characters. Cadet Survey Chapter 1 - The Problem Chapter...

4 years ago
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Crusher 2

I want to thank Waldo for his kind permission to write a sequel to his excellent tale and Steve Z for his editing. I recommend reading Crusher as a prequel if you have missed this excellent story CRUSHER 2 : Who's who? by Eric It was strange, it couldn't be more strange, being in my mother's body, Wesley thought with grim amusement. He looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, long red hair and great figure, and smiled. 'It's Mother to the life. God, I hope she won't...

4 years ago
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Cherrys Next Door Neighbor Becomes the Man of the House

Cherry walked into the kitchen and made a beeline for the wine rack. It had been one hell of a week and it was only Thursday. Her tight red dress twirled with each movement. She left her shiny red three inch heels on to get the wine glass down from the middle shelf on the upper cabinet. She popped the cork on her favorite Moscato. Then she stepped out of the heels and kicked them aside. She poured the rosy colored wine nearly to the top of the glass. She took a long drag out of the glass, as...

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Basement

She wakes up from hearing footsteps on the floor above her. She hopes that it's him who's on his way down. The night before he had made her feel so good. Her clothes are torn to pieces on the floor in the basement under his house. It's dark down in the basement and she starts thinking about the previous night. She feels how she gets horny. She tries to touch herself but then remembers that she's still tied to the bed. She wants him so badly to come down and take her again. She misses how his...

BDSM
4 years ago
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Wife uses the block in the basement

Ruth came home smiled and told me she wanted me on the block,get it ready while she changed. I striped naked my cock getting hard knowing she was going to use me. Then naked I went to THE closet containing all of our toys and set out all the items needed for her to enjoy herself.In our basement we have an old wooden butcher block she had me purchase at a yard sale. It is large and very thick, it took three guys to move it to our basement. The top is waist high and she had me add some rings to...

3 years ago
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Anita at Jeromeacutes basement

Anita at Jerome’s basementMy loving wife finally confessed that her black lover Jerome had moved to L.A., just few miles from us.A Saturday afternoon Ana told me Jerome had called her, because he was willing to fuck her in his own house; then my sweet wife pleaded me to go there. I could watch.When we arrived to his home, he invited me a glass of bourbon and showed us the nice house.Anita was delighted with the master bedroom; it was really a very nice place, but then Jerome said he had in mind...

3 years ago
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Church Basement

I was driving through a small town in Oregon early one summer morning on my way to Portland. I had been out of work for a week and I was getting real low on cash and the fuel gauge was close to empty. I checked out a gas station that was still closed but it became obvious that it had burglar alarms as I cruised past the pumps. I was getting desperate but I wasn’t going to take the risk of going to jail over a few dollars and a tank full of gas. I gunned the engine and cursed my luck as I...

2 years ago
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Dougies basement

When I was growing up there were lots of k**s in the neighborhood to play with. I had many older friends, but my best friends were a year or two younger then me.Dougie was one of my best bud's. Wen we first met, he was in the field with 2 other guys from another neighborhood and they were both 14 . I knew they were trouble and Dougy was maybe 10. The 2 guys were coaxing him to suck them off. I walked in to the clearing they were in and startled them. the 2 guys ran off leaving Dougie with his...

3 years ago
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Dad Son in the Basement

Its been awhile since I posted, but here is another time with dad.I was younger in my teens and had found dad's stash of porn in the basement in his workshop area. He had some hot shit even for back in the 70's. lots of group porn 4somes and more. I was down there got one of my fav's and had pulled the cock out jerking, I was going thru the pages and jerking harder and harder. Listening to hear if anyone is coming down the stairs. But must of been going at it pretty hard when I looked up and...

3 years ago
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The Basement

I was in our basement that day as I have been so many times before, entertaining friends and family. Only this time, I was tied spread-eagled between two posts, with my arms stretched out above me, and my legs tied wide apart at my ankles. I wore what you told me to. A lace bra with holes for my hard nipples. A matching garter belt and G-string, that ties on the sides, and of course lace top stockings. Lastly, the open-toed six-inch-high heels. All in black. I was blindfolded and that turned me...

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3 years ago
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Hercules the Wonder Dog

Alley finished marking some reports and headed for the shower and an early night in front of the TV in her room. Hercules, her loving boxer watched as she undressed and stepped into the shower then climbed up on the bed and curled up waiting for his loving master to join him. Mark was out at a business dinner and did not usually get in before midnight so Alley would be fast asleep by then. Mark and Alley would have kids one day but for now they doted on Hercules and spoiled him rotten. The...

1 year ago
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Cherrys New Shoes

Cherry Adams was a wiry attractive redhead who needed a new pair of shoes. She owned over three hundred and fifty pairs, a mere pittance according to her. However, she was missing a pair that matched the color red of the new dress her boyfriend insisted she buy. “Cherry, you have red shoes,” he informed her as she slipped on her coat. She sashayed over to her rich, older lover and bent over so she could display her very ample bosom to his appreciative eyes. “Baby,” she cooed. “That red dress...

2 years ago
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Sheryl and her perfect life

I happen to think that every high school as that perfect couple. That pair that seem as though they were made for each other. They are inseparable, look great together, do everything together and every other couple wants to be just like them. In my school that couple was Paul and Sheryl. I had known Sheryl for six years, which is a long time for someone in high school. She was one of the most beautiful girls in school and I use her as my benchmark for the perfect woman to this day. She was the...

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