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In 1983, John Smith took over Smith's Garage from his father. The business, including the building that housed it, had been in the family since 1949. His father, having taken over the gas station from his father in 1969, had converted the business from pumping gas to servicing cars after the gas crisis of the 1970s. It wasn't a big operation. There was an office, two primary work bays, and a third bay that was used for storage. It provided a livelihood for three people, John, his wife, Jane,...
Drunken Stepfather is a blog site featuring hundreds of posts and ‘step links’ for naked celebrities and all kinds of funny videos. It’s all about celebs and babes, and almost every post has some nipples, butts or just sexy underwear of girls you know (or may not know). You will find SFW cam girl clips, nip slips, pussy slips, celebs caught in compromising situations and much more. If you are the kind of sick individual that likes peeping under girls’ skirts, wardrobe malfunctions featuring...
The FappeningMother Son Tube! It takes a lot of sack to create a tube site that has such a narrow niche. Of course, any porn webmaster that wants to play it safe would want to churn out a tube site that hits all the marks. That would make a lot of sense. But any webmaster worth their weight knows that if you want to stand the fuck out, you have to take the risk and go niche.That’s the gamble that the minds behind Mother Son Tube are taking. And I have to fucking say it; I think their gamble fucking paid...
Incest Porn SitesKathryn could not wait to get home. It was one of those days at the office; anything that could go wrong went wrong. It was up to her to straighten out the mess caused by others. She finished cleaning up all their problems and she did a good job of it she thought. She just wanted to go home, take her shoes off, and have a nice glass of wine. Kathryn was just sitting down in her favorite chair, shoes off, feet up, sipping a nice glass of Chardonnay, when there was a knock on the door and then...
Part 2The casino was buzzing. Someone had just won big. I felt pity for whoever it was, they’d lose it again so quickly. The house always won. Won no matter what. The croupiers were all smiles, smiles and fake tans. Fake smiles. They knew, as we knew. The other punters smiled, their fake smiles, patted each other on the back. Their “why isn’t it me” fake happiness. They didn’t know, didn’t understand, that the house would win, no matter what…………….Tris, my ex-husband. My gambling addict...
Ella felt the haze of the chloroform leave as she woke up in a foreign room. The walls were blank, and the single, steel clad door was missing a knob. In front of her stood a table with some clothing, neatly folded next to a large, pink dildo, standing tall with its suction cup etched to the metal of the table. Behind the table, etched into the wall, was a giant screen showing her in unflattering high definition as she woke up and crawled to her feet. In the right corner of the screen she could...
More poker debts to payWhen living in New Jersey, my loving hubby Victor confessed to me that he was involved in some poker debts. He swore to me that it would be the last one, but he needed now my cooperation to get rid of this matter.I asked how much money was the debt, but he cried in tears and told me that the amount was huge, really huge. The worst thing was, the man who Victor owed did not want any cash: he wanted to have me, the trophy wife, as his sex toy…“Do you want use me for paying...
‘I like to think of it as a divining rod, sometimes.’ The man in black said, his voice gravely and hoarse. ‘Or maybe a pendulum.’ Several moments of awkward silence passed, and then he spoke again. ‘You see, I have to make hard decisions on occasion, and most often there is no right decision per se, only one that is less…’ He paused for a while, looking down at his hands as if in deep concentration. ‘Destructive.’ They were sitting at a small table in a dimly lit room. One single bulb...
I lay on the lounger beside the pool. The sky was blue. The sun was hot, hot on my naked back. I was nude, of course I was. He didn’t like tan lines. I sipped my drink. Iced water, with a slice of lemon. I looked over the top of my sunglasses. My daughter lay a few metres away. She was asleep, flat on her back, her legs splayed. Her tanned skin glistened, a mixture of sweat and sun cream. I watched a bead of perspiration, as it rolled down her pussy, then disappeared between the cheeks of her...
Linda Kwong-Norton was full of foreboding ahead of the meeting with Wang Sze-wing. The slim 37-year-old Hongkong Chinese beauty and her American husband, Brad, owed him a lot of money after their business got into trouble. As they sat in Wang's office, she gave her husband a quick glance, raising an eyebrow ever so slightly. He gave her an almost imperceptible shrug in response. She made a weak smile and returned her nervous attention to the portly Wang seated behind the desk before them,...
Group SexGezinsthe****ute Mirthe is de vervanger van B en een bloedmooie blonde vrouw met lang krullend haar van ongeveer 48 jaar. tijdens de huisbezoeken laat ik altijd mijn ogen over haar lichaam glijden met de hoop dat ik een glimp van haar bh kan opvangen.Op een dag kwam Mirthe onverwachts op huisbezoek. Ze belde aan en ik maakte open. Ik zei,"Goedemorgen, hadden we een afspraak?" "Nee hoor, maar ik was in de buurt en dacht dat we misschien een evaluatie gesprek konden houden,"zei ze."Kom binnen,"...
I awoke to find myself in a soft bed, a thick, comfortable blanket pulled over me. The walls around me were wooden, but looked very solid. Sunlight washed into the room through an open window. I could hear children playing outside. My body felt sore and complained as I tried to move. "Rest," an enchanting female voice said to me. Another elf woman stood not far from the bed, wetting a cloth in a bowl of water that sat against the wall. I laid back down, heeding her instructions. "Where...
George Foster was determined to make this evening memorable. It wouldn’t be his final night with Sylvia, physically at least. It would be their final after-school evening, and he had run out of excuses. He would have to tell her tomorrow that he had decided to take the job in Canada. It wouldn’t be their last night in the same apartment, their last night in the same bed. It probably wouldn’t even end their sex together. Sylvia enjoyed that as much as he did, and it wasn’t as if he was...
Sylvia Jennings thought that George was utterly transparent. Intelligent, yes, but she could read all his thoughts from his actions. She soaped herself slowly under the shower and thought about him. For all his talk about ‘celebration’, for example, he wanted morning sex. He thought that spoiling her the night before would get her in the mood this morning. And, of course, he was right. Not that getting her in the mood took as much effort as he put into it. She enjoyed the sex, and she didn’t...
Introduction: When the twins walk in on a lesson session, thats when more secrets are revealed. And so both Jason & Joey give the babysitter her final lesson. As Jason and Joey both just sat there still stunned by what theyve just walked in on, Joey notices the wine bottle I bought for me and their mother for our wedding anniversary that was half empty. Then Joey begins fuming(as they both begin to put two & two together, immediately suspecting Kayleen),.., Let me take a wild stab, this is the...
By : Buttdivya Message: I was a house wife early married to a widower with a 20 yrs old son. It was 2 yrs after my marriage and my husband had fucked me nearly once a day like an animal. My step son was like my husband in behavior and also physically. I think that he was a young boy with black hair and he was old man with little white hair. The boy was studying 3rd year degree. I knew that he was not a good boy as he was peeping when we were in sex, I observed him so many times myself. On...
So enjoy the story. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I always considered myself to be lucky to grow up in a vacation wonderland in New Hampshire, and even luckier to be able to live there as an adult. My father established a lucrative real estate agency in Laconia, and we lived in a beautiful home on Lake Winnipesaukee. My name is Ellen, and when I was five years old and just going into the first grade, an Indian family bought the home...
Two Conferences Corinne Aimes, founder, director and part owner of Inward Bound, is at her desk, dealing with emails, when her telephone rings. "Corinne?" the voice at the other end of the line says. "Charlotte!" Corinne replies, as she recognises her friend. "I just had a follow up telephone call with Fifty. Well, yesterday evening actually." "How'd it go?" "She seems to be settling back in to her home and work routine." "Good. It could have been difficult, after what she...
There are fathers’ clubs all over the United States, probably all over the world, dedicated to the proposition that sex between parents and their children is a good thing. Of course you will not find them listed in the yellow pages or advertised on billboards, at least not in this country. However they do exist and they all seem to have many members. In fact I was surprised a secret of this sort could be so well kept. As a rule it is necessary to be an incestuous parent in order to find one...
The drive is fun. We've always had a good time together alone. We have similar interests, and senses of humor spawned in the darkest abyss of hell - we laugh the whole way. We check into the hotel at nearly 10 PM. The plan is to get a good sleep and have an early breakfast as the pancake house across the street. While we get sorted, I make us Makers and Coke, of course I allow you to drink. You've always been mature for your age. Now, at 18, you showed no signs of over indulgence. I trust...
Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one; but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store Tuesday through Thursday nights and then working as coat check girl at the Zebra Club. Plus , to no one’s surprise I was...
There was a very important company gala coming up, a formal black tie event; my father needed a plus one. My mother has been away for the past three months taking care of my grandmother across the country. I was the last person he wanted to take to the event, and the gala was the last place on earth I wanted to be. I am more the type of girl that goes to rock concerts and biker bars. I have always felt more comfortable in a black tank top and split jeans. I could never have seen myself in a...
My mom loved me, but due to working long hours and trying to find a husband and father she didn’t have much time for me. After we moved into our new apartment I was alone a lot and that’s when I started to dress in my mom’s clothes. Wearing a pair of panties and pantyhose was my favorite and that was when I got my first erection. I would also wear a wig my mom had worn as part of a witch costume to a party. When I was 12 my mom started dating a man named Bob who owned an...
Introduction: Charity finally meets Chets dad Charity Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material. Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one, but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store...
On a scorching hot day in July, the courtroom resounded with the final blow of the gavel. I sat there, relief overtook me as the realization of what just happened began sinking in. My now ex-wife stormed out with her lawyer, the judge had ruled in my favor and she walked out with nothing.Elsa, my now ex-wife cheated on me with another woman, and tried to ruin my reputation along with my business by concocting an elaborate scheme. Here claims were unfounded, she accused me of being an adulterer...
TabooThis is a work of fiction.When I was 19 my mother remarried, I didn't think much of him at first, 43 years old and greying, you know the type of man. It took me until I was 25 and he 49 for me to finally realise something.I was in lust with him.He kept himself fit, exercising at least two hours a day whenever he had the time, I caught a glimpse of him naked once when he was changing and I passed by without realising, I saw his body. For his age, he was hot. I couldn't deny it and I knew I...
"You're...you're...driving me...insane," I stuttered as excitement dripped from my engorged big clit.Liberally, Daddy coated his fingers with lube from the bottle I had in my purse. "Alex, I want you to know this is going to hurt. But, once the pain subsides I think you'll found it quite enjoyable.""A girl was made to be penetrated and I so want to be penetrated by you. Just get me really ready first," I replied. My voice was full of excited but mixed emotions.Daddy slowly fought his middle...
I looked at the price tag and objected, "Brit, I can't afford these boots.""Don't worry about it. If I'm going to dress you, I'm going to pay for it. Actually, I'm putting it on my father's credit card, so he's paying for it. Consider it an early Christmas present from me."I shrugged and followed Britney to the next store, a lingerie store.She took me back to the fitting room saying, "Nothing makes a woman feel sexier than her lingerie. Choose your lingerie with the man in mind, it's part of...
Dad sat across from me at the table and shoveled oatmeal into his mouth more out of habit than for nourishment. Dark circles under his blue eyes confessed a lack of sleep. His constant sad expression made him look older than his forty-seven years. It didn't help that his hair had rescinded back to his ears. Worry had thinned his once bulky frame. He had been in a declining emotional state since my mother had left us last spring.The day after I graduated high school my mother packed her...
Visit here to see www.papahaxx.com fully updated savita bhahi series along with my personal sex galleryDear readers, this is shashi here again who works as a secy and have wild sex with my boss, and here is one of my personal true episodes, I have read so many episodes and yet to read anything similar to what I experienced with my 55 year old father in law.This happened 4 yrs back when I was 23 years and newly married, other than sex with my hubby I never had any sort of a experience with any...
Chapter 1 Gretel Heinrich and Elsa Muller were both voluntary "breeding mothers" for the Center for Aryan Development and Furtherance in Oberammergau, Germany during the early years of the 1940s. They had both graduated from gymnasium and when the Third Reich offered the chance for sexy young German girls to serve the Fatherland by serving as "breeding mothers" for the elite men of the Third Reich, both Gretel and Elsa had stepped forward and offered their services gladly. They were only...
At the age of sixteen, Grisham, named after one of his mother’s favourite authors, had a very strong feeling that he was gay. No real affirming opportunities had ever arisen in his life because he was very wary of being exposed. It was, however, totally clear to him that guys rang all his bells. In his penultimate year of school he accepted that he had to bide his time and that when the day finally arrived, he would happily embrace his homosexuality.In one of those strange twists of fate,...
Gay MaleIt was raining outside as Ashley examined herself in the mirror, giddy with excitement. The sound of the rain and roar of the thunder had always soothed her. She was 21-years-old with long natural red hair that fell half way down her back. She had piercing blue eyes and light freckles over her nose. She didn’t think anyone would mistake her for a super model as she only stood 5 feet 4 inches tall, but she liked what she saw, and knew she could turn some heads. The extra time she’d been spending...
ReluctanceMe and Chloe lived a high life, we loved partying, going for expensive meals, holidays, we drove real nice cars and had a nice house. I own a business and it generally does pretty well, a few years ago when I started the business I borrowed some money off of a loan shark, he was someone I knew fairly well and so did Chloe so I felt comfortable with asking him about the loan.We both met the loan shark in a local bar, his name was dan, he was a big, rough looking guy, bald head, stubble, stocky...
Hi guys!! I am Priyanka back with another story. Hope you all enjoy it!! I am a 26 year old girl working in a call centre in Navi Mumbai. Fair, 5’10” tall, short brown hair, brown eyes and most important 34 30 34 in size. I stay in a rented 1 bhk house. My uncle’s son, Abhishek, came from his native to study when 3 years back. He completed his study and now he was 23 years and 25 years when this happened with me. It was a Saturday night. I was having an off so I was relaxing. I had worn a see...
Father Fucks Wife and Son----------Another Thursday night, and I was again taking out the trash to the alleyway. Ever since I had been old enough to ask for an allowance, Dad told me that if the trash were carried outside to the container, I would be paid an allowance. I do not even remember how much it was and did not really care anyways. It was the perfect getaway, a reason to get outside in the evenings and just enjoy myself.It was always dark when I deposited the trash in the container. The...
"I ran into Guy Leeson at the petrol station the other day, Jake.""Did you, now?" he said with a suggestive smirk. He grabbed the remotecontrol and turned the volume down on the football match we were watchingon TV. My son didn't usually turn the TV down when I had something to say:if given the choice, he would probably turn it up."So were the two of you okay around each other?" he asked. "After... youknow... what happened?""We managed not to start groping each other in front of the...
Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. This story takes place in the fictional town of Chrystal Heights. This is not significant in any way other than I hope to create future stories involving this town. The people and events in this story are fictional and do not represent anyone or anything from real life. Synopsis:...
continued....“Put your hands behind your head Whore! You better give a great air start, because my cock needs some lubrication tonight! Where do you want me to cum Slut? Speak up!” he said.“I want you to fill my ass with all your white spunk! I want to be shitting your cum for a week!” Emma said.“Well...we have a dirty talking Slut here! But that’s the right answer. I could get to like her. Take my cock in your mouth and make sure it’s hard enough to force open your tight little ass!” he...
Paying my husband debtsWe had came a little bit late to the party that night. Everyone was already there and I could feel all men eyes watching my body; some wives also looked at me in defiance, I could note they hated me.I was wearing a long cocktail dress, backless and made out of soft black velvet; a slit up the side revealed a nice amount of my firmly shaped long legs. That was the reason why I felt every man present there wanted to fuck me… and some wives also wanted the same, I...
They wasn’t many black folk around where I grew up, but they was a few, and one by the name of Katherine lived right next to us. Her and mom was kinda friendly to each other and sometimes Katherine would come by to visit with us for a spell. We never did visit to their house, I don’t know why. Anyways, Katherine was the first woman I ever seen knocked up. I was just a young-un, about eight or nine years old, but I really took to studying Katherine and askin her and mom all kinds a...
Introduction: White hillbilly has fantasy fulfilled by ebony goddess I aint black. And that’s a cryin shame, cause if’n I was I’d have me a nice big bra-bustin, bubble assed, thick lipped, coal black, negro woman for a wife. You see, they aint much that’s more appealing to this poor ol, skinny, hard workin, hillbilly white trash, than a big ol buxom black woman. I ain’t quite sure when I took such a fancy to them kind, but somehow, them dark thick babes make my hillbilly dick just puff right...
Alex pulled up in front of the gated driveway. His little Toyota was diminished by thestone walls lined with statues. He felt a mix of fear and excitement course through hisslender body as he pulled up to the call box. Sure, this was just another yoga lesson, and the money would be good (he always charged a higher hourly rate for upscale clients), but he had never met this one. Almost all of his students were word of mouth: referrals from friends, other students, or teachers. This was an answer...
Casey's mom had left at 5am that morning for a business trip and wouldn't be back for a few days. Casey was watching TV on the couch when his dad came inside. He had been working on a project in his wood shop for a while and just had to do some finishing touches today. He was in blue jeans, a tight t-shirt that showed off his muscles and work boots. Casey noticed his dad was hard when he came back in from working on his project. He sat on the couch next to Casey. “Hey Casey, can we...
Fathers and Sons Adam looked down as he pushed his cock in and out of Alex's lovely smooth ass, her black stocking encased legs were rested on Adam's shoulders as he fucked her. Her stockinged legs were attached to a garter belt that framed her 4 inch clitty cock, over her chest was a padded black bra. Alex's face was made up sexly, Her skin was smoothed with foundation and power, Her eyes were lined with liquid liner and brown shadow tapered out to her thin eyebrows and her...
Lust is a forbidden fruit in our society especially when you are married.I would like to share an experience with my dear readers wherein i had an opportunity of having the forbidden fruit.My name is Rathi.27 years old.Fair,voluptuous and many has admired my beauty. My boobs were really huge and this used to attract a lot of people wherever i go.I had an arranged marriage.My husband is a very loving person but a bit reserved when it comes to sex. Sex is just a mode of reproduction for him.So...
IncestMy brothers house Donald Dentley 2017 When my twin brother goes on holiday I go to house sit for him. He has a fantastic house but I’m not going to describe that. It’s the garden that is important for this story. The place is situated halfway along a farm road. So pretty isolated. There is a another house almost opposite. Although he has a very small front yard the back garden is enormous and is surrounded by tall beach hedges. This means that the house, and especially the rear garden, are very...
“Will ya give it a rest?” Phylis says, the look of utter impatience on the old elf’s face. Without access to the well, she ages like fruit. Elves are known for their near-immortality, but that’s only given to those who can afford it. The well of life may be sacred ground and is limitless, but it still has a price. At least to the Supreme Counselor, and Phylis can’t afford it. Most of the low born elves can’t afford it. That’s life under the Supreme Chancellors rule. I don’t know how things...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS36: STARR SCORES VI—’Avenging Forthwith’ *** 36 stories, six (square root of 36) now belong to this series. averaging out to one of each of these six ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ stories for every six of the Smokey Sagas thus far. Just a coincidence. Absolutely nothing to do with this actual story itself, however. Another coincidence: this is going to appear...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES III: ‘Return Of The ‘Jed’ Guy’ *** April 30th, 10:27 a.m. ‘Hi babe! How’s she lookin’?’ Angela casually asked Paula, the ‘she’ in question being the daily docket of patients. ‘Pretty good, Starr,’ Paula answered. ‘Full schedule, you’ve got one every two hours today. ‘S see, you’ve got…a new visitor, Mr. Ray Reynolds in three minutes, he just got here, and...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS44: STARR SCORES VII—’Divorce Awakens’ *** January 16th, 3:23 p.m. HEY HEY STARR! LAST CHERUB OF THE DAY HAS JUST LANDED AT OUR DOOR. NEWBIE: MR. SEAN MCMANUS. FILLING OUT HIS FORM RIGHT NOW. ID AND INSURANCE XEROXED, JUST NEED YOUR O.K. TO SEND HIM BACK. THANKS, NICE LADY!! JUST FINISHING UP WITH MR. BROCKWELL RIGHT NOW, SO AS SOON AS HE COMES...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES II: ‘The Impotence Strikes Back’ *** February 12th, 4:02 p.m. Angela put the finishing updates on the file of her 2:00 returning patient, deposited it in the appropriate section of her cabinet, shut it, and pushed herself off it to roll her chair back across the office to her desk. She held down the intercom button. ‘Hi Paula! One more today, right?’ Paula’s...
“What will it be, stranger?” the barkeeper, an aged man with bags underneath his eyes asks. “I’ll take a pint of mead, please,” I tell the man and I put a gold coin on the table. He takes it and a few minutes later brings out a pint and places it in front of me. “I’m looking to hire a captain and crew for an adventure. Do you know where I might find such a crew?” “What kind of adventure are you taking?” he asks. “One fraught with danger and could easily end in death, however, the reward...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* SMOKEY SAGAS #20: STARR SCORES IV—’The Man Called Dennis’ *** August 9th, 9:31 a.m. Angie slid open the window and welcomed the summer morning breeze into her office with open lungs. She closed her eyes, smiled and inhaled the balmy air. She was in such a wonderful mood. Everything was terrific: her day, her job, her life. She felt so happy she could burst. The daily joys...
Smokey Saga #3: ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ *** Hope you like this story. And any feedback you may have’s welcomed and appreciated. *** November 25th, 2:00 p.m. Dr. Angela Vevacia Starr was a miraculously skilled therapist. She ran a clinic for folks who dealt with debilitating behavioral and other mental issues. She saw a dozen or two each week, and her talents were such that not many clients required more than eight to ten sessions to effectively be cured. In her mid-30s, she had been honing her...
Everyone says you should not travel these roads alone, but I am not a helpless old fool. In fact, I am shy of 20 cycles old. They say these parts are ridden with trolls and goblins. I have also heard stories of a wicked witch that lives in the woods beyond. All tales told by old fools to frighten children. I have seen some truly beautiful things on this journey to and from the dwarven kingdom. Mountains that touch the sky, valleys that go on forever. Sunsets that fill the sky with color. And...
I woke up early this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. I tried turning and tossing, but this didn’t work. Next I tried tossing, then turning. Even with all that exercise, sleep was elusive if not forbidden. As I laid there, my mind went to and fro, forth and back, Hither, Thither, and Yon. A fairly pleasant trip, all in all. Then I began to wonder. No, no, not wander, silly. Wonder. Most of us are all too familiar with to and fro, and while we misuse forth and back a lot, few think about...
‘Welcome to the Pavlovian Suite.’ said the masseuse as she led Carla into one of Heaven’s many custom designed massage rooms. The masseuse continued ‘All our rooms are named after the figures who have inspired us here at Heaven be it through their vision, mind or beauty.’ If the name hadn’t already given it away then the soft blue and pink furnishings of a room filled with pictures of Ballet scenes whilst Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite played quietly in the background made it clear from whom...