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Gregory White looked at the images, it was an unmistakable confirmation. His laptop had died, and he borrowed his wife’s. He snooped and found all the evidence in her sync folder, uploaded from her phone. She was cheating on him. Logan was two years older than them and had been at school with them. Natalie had gotten pregnant as a teen, days after Greg lost his virginity to her. He was six months older than Natalie. Logically it was assumed he was the father, but now he can prove conventionally he wasn’t. Greg had known through different methods, but those sources could not be disclosed. He copied it all over to a thumb drive, including videos. He then shared the updated sniffer code with the cyber unit.
Greg was a software engineer, writing search algorithms that have changed the face of law enforcement. He had to get an update to an FBI special task force who are preparing warrants for a raid, and his scripts will glean whatever relevant information it can from the NSA servers. Greg was not too bothered about his marriage, he had known Natalie was stepping out. The pain of betrayal had long since faded. Greg stayed for Anabelle. He knew she was not his biological daughter but he loved her deeply. He was her dad, even though she became a typical teenager. He felt Belle was worth it, as she did not deserve any of the shit the situation could have released.
Greg grew up wealthy, but he stepped up when he heard he was going to be a father. At fifteen, he earned some money and built up some savings for the day Anabelle and Natalie moved in. By the time he graduated high school he was earning decent money with his coding.
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He grimaced, the bittersweet feeling of being right about something that hurts him, and it suddenly hurt a lot. Greg now realized he had been burying his head in the sand. His mind went to Anabelle or Belle, she was seventeen, nearing eighteen. She was a typical teenager, snapping at him, calling him names, but she never really was malicious, though it did hurt. She was his world regardless of all her shit. He felt his self-control kick in, and he composed himself. Greg closed Natalie’s laptop and walked out, handing it to his wife. His mind had switched, as he had seen the videos of Belle also mocking him with Logan.
“Thanks, honey, all done.”
“Greg, can we talk about my car?” Belle asked. Her eighteenth birthday was coming up, and she has been asking for a car.
“Not yet, Belle, I want to get you something trustworthy, okay? Just give me a few more months.”
“This is so unfair, all my friends have cars.” She looked at him, and Greg saw her searching his face, and he smiled lovingly at her. She and her mother will be slammed with the summons at a time they would not expect at all, and they will be humiliated.
“How many times this last month have I had to fetch you and Mandy because her car broke down?”
“I get it, just hurry up,” she sounded very snippy, and Greg showed his annoyance.
“I will sweetie.” He could not keep the gentleness out of his voice, and she smiled at him.
“Thanks, Greg.” That was their thing. Contempt and affection in equal parts, but recently her contempt had been escalating. He sat next to Natalie and she leaned against him. It wasn’t like she did not love him, that was obvious, and their sex life was good, just a tad boring. Greg could not complain. He had decided years ago that he had some form of comfort. Natalie did not know Greg was aware of her activities, and he did not trust her. He looked at Belle, absorbed in her phone. This was the devil he knew.
He always helped Belle stretch and then gave her rubdowns after her track events. She was an athlete and a good runner and very pretty with long dark hair and soft brown eyes. Her mouth was always ready for a smile, and he knew if she caught him looking at her, she will smile at him, but it will be a smile of pity now. She was very good with those. She knew of her mother’s affair, but her mother did not know her secret. Belle liked Logan, but her heart was not with him.
Natalie looked at Greg as she leaned against him.
‘Poor pathetic sod. As dumb as they come,’ she thought.
But she had a plan, when Belle graduates and Greg has paid her university fees then she is gone, leaving Greg for Logan. Just a little longer. Maybe Belle can start community college, which will speed up the process. Natalie loved the desperation she often saw in Greg, knowing she held all the power. Part of her considered expanding it to cuckold him, but she knew there would be a very small chance of that being successful, Greg was not a pushover, just timid.
He would also find out some other hurtful truths in the future, and she could not wait, having gotten used to the effect she had on him, and the hurt she sometimes inflicted with a flippant remark about something he cared about. He was not half bad as a husband, just not Logan. Her next plan to beat him down was on the burner. Natalie did not consider herself vile, but the fact was that Logan was not keen on settling down in the past, but now it seemed he would be more open to her being with him.
“Babe, your birthday is in two weeks, what would you like to do?” Natalie asked as she kissed his neck.
“Just us three for dinner, we go to a fancy restaurant,” Greg replied.
“That sounds nice, you up for it, Belle?”
“Whatever,” she muttered, and Greg felt that stab, but it was normal. He was not special in this household at all, he just had to provide. That evening he did not get a cuddle from his wife.
“Not now, Greg, I am not in the mood.”
‘Not in the mood because Logan fucked you this afternoon,’ Greg thought. He had her patterns figured. He left the next morning without any goodbyes but texted Belle.
‘Love you, my darling.’
‘Love you more, Greg.’ They texted a lot as Belle navigated these years. She knew what she wanted though, and was waiting. She was making sure with her attitude. She had talked to Greg at one track meet.
“Greg, it irritates me that she has a snide remark to everything you say to me, so you should rather text me. I will be a teenager to you in real life, but always take it with a pinch of salt.”
“Uhm, okay,” Greg replied, and soon got used to Belle disrespecting him openly, only to get an ‘I love you dad’ text from her, with a soft smile to confirm it if she was in the room. Natalie was becoming rather unsavory, so they took their affection underground. Belle had felt the toxicity of her mother the few times she did show Greg affection, and neither she nor Greg was in the mood for it. This plan worked for them. Belle also knew that Greg would always provide for her.
Greg went to his lawyer before going to the office the next morning and handed him the evidence. He started the divorce process, having had enough this time. Greg faced loneliness as he was not sure he wanted to date after Natalie, his spirit was broken in a lot of ways. Then he realized he was lonely in any case.
“When do you want to serve her?” the lawyer asked.
“Just put it on hold, I was thinking my birthday.”
“Cold, she will not expect that.”
Greg wondered about the timing, and thoughts of Belle entered his mind. He needed to discuss this with her.
“I am going to separate our finances.”
“Good,” the lawyer answered.
Greg left and drove to the bank, explaining to the account manager what he wanted. The manager turned off all electronic notifications, then proceeded. Greg left Natalie with her credit card, but he severely restricted the limit. The college fund for Belle was moved to a savings account in his name only.
“So your daughter will not get her university fees?” the manager asked.
“She is not my daughter, she is the guys’ daughter that is fucking my wife. I was scammed.” Greg had to play the part to protect Belle in case Natalie came sniffing.
“Fair enough, I get it.”
“Had she not been such a little bitch, I might actually have paid for her.”
Greg then went to his office, to the HR department, and declared his intention to divorce. This would mean extra scrutiny to make sure his state of mind is on the job. People’s lives depended on him beings focused, so this meant he will have extra backup when in his work. That Saturday he took Belle to school for a track meet, whilst he suspected Natalie was fucking Logan for the day. As he helped Belle stretched he felt the wave of pain, and couldn’t keep it hidden.
“Are you okay, Greg?” Belle asked, her eyes studying him. She stopped his hand rubbing her leg and held it. Belle fought hard against herself, then opened her hand, letting his go. Greg felt it again as he looked into her eyes. Love.
He just nodded. He stood up and she jogged away without thanks. He was thirty-one, and in very good shape, just a tad under six feet with jet black hair and blue eyes. He was well trained, as one is when in the intelligence game. Natalie thinks he is a security analyst at an IT company, and that is where his office is, but the whole building is a CIA front. Greg was recruited at seventeen, purely to write code.
Seven years ago he changed to field training which included basic kinetic training too, and then the issue of Belle’s parentage came up. But Greg loved her deeply, still does on some level. He fell in love with her one day a few months ago, when he was rubbing her down. That was the one thing Greg hated, falling in love with her. He was sure she knew because it was not long after that when she started her shit. And he was sure she saw it every time he touched her. But then something happened in her psyche, and she changed her mind towards him. Now Greg knows she loves him too.
She ran well, and he rubbed her muscles down, the sadness now embedded.
On Monday the lawyer told him the paperwork was hanging, ready for his signature. There was no doubt, he was getting a divorce, but he knew he would miss Belle. He loved her laugh, and heard it when her friends were over. She might not seem like him, but they did, and two of them liked the idea of spending time under him in bed, and he considered it, after the separation. They were eighteen.
“Want to do something, Belle?” he asked as he rubbed her muscles.
“Ice-cream?” she asked, it was a ritual until she was about sixteen. Track events were followed by ice cream, but at the time, Natalie would be with them. After Natalie stopped joining, the tradition stopped.
“I would love that.”
After the meet they went for ice cream, laughing and joking as they walked around the mall. Belle made frequent eye contact with him, and Greg fought hard against the feelings. Belle was conflicted as well, Greg raised her but Logan was her father. Greg was there every time she needed a parent, he was her dad. Belle looked at him, and she felt something primal in her soul. She hated her mother’s next vicious plan and formulated her own.
That week things were normal, and Greg saw no hint that either knew of his plan to divorce. What did surprise him was that Belle started to ask him to tuck her in, and she wore very skimpy nighties. Wednesday she kissed him goodnight, and her lips lingered on his. Thursday evening she got up and straddled him as she hugged him, then her lips lingered on his again. Greg knew what she was doing, and he fought hard against his need for her. Friday evening he was making them snacks for the movie and she came into the kitchen. She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself against him, burying her face in his neck. Greg instinctively dropped his hands to her perfect ass and held her. She moaned softly in his neck as she felt him grip her. Belle knew she was winning this because he did not pull away. She turned her head and kissed his lips softly, slightly parting her lips, then she let go.
“You hug very nicely, Greg,” she said and felt the pang of disappointment as his hands left her ass. They heard Natalie come in and Belle stepped back, but her look told Greg she did not want to. After the movie, he went to tuck her in, and she straddled him again after making him sit on the bed. Then she kissed him softly, her lips parted and their tongues touched. He pulled back.
“Belle, what is happening?”
“I am kissing you, Greg.”
“Obviously, and it is amazing.” Greg kissed her back, and he knew, they were not really in Kansas anymore with their relationship. He kissed her again, then she kissed him. They heard Natalie come up.
“Lie next to me on the covers,” Belle said, and she quickly dove under the covers. Greg obliged.
“So, can we go to the movies tomorrow?” Belle asked as Natalie got to her door.
“I would love to, there is a new animation out,” Greg answered, catching on.
“I thought you wanted to come with me to the market?” Natalie asked Belle.
“Sorry, mom, I kind of changed my mind.” Belle snuggled against Greg. “I have not been the best daughter, so I want to spend the day with daddy, please.”
“Okay. I did notice.”
“Thanks, mom.”
Natalie left and Greg turned his head, just in time to feel Belle’s lips on his. She stroked his cheek softly as she kissed him, then ran her fingers through his hair. Greg loved it, loved the fact that she knew how to comfort him. He was getting a divorce, and Belle made the pain better. They kissed for a while, then Greg got up. He found Natalie fast asleep, so he returned to Belle after changing into the shorts he sleeps in. She opened the covers and he slid into bed with her.
“Greg, this is us now, okay?” She punctuated her words with a kiss.
“Okay, my angel.” He kissed her and slid his hand up her body until he cupped one of her little breasts. She arched against his hand and rolled the nipple as they kissed. He dipped lower and lifted the nightgown up. Belle gasped loudly as his lips covered a nipple.
“Touch my pussy, please,” Belle whispered and felt Greg’s hand slide down. She stifled an orgasm as his finger danced over her clit. Greg dipped lower and Belle felt the incredible sensation as his tongue touched her pussy. Greg licked and sucked her pussy. She came twice, holding a pillow over her face so she could vocalize her intense pleasure, then he let go and moved up, kissing her again.
“I love my taste,” she said, licking her lips.
“As do I.”
“Tomorrow, after she leaves we do this again, please,” Belle said and Greg nodded. He was not holding his love for her back anymore, and all guilt regarding him being in love with her vanished. She vanished under the covers, and then he felt her mouth close over his cock. He did not last long at all and Belle sucked him dry. She came out from under the covers and they kissed for a while. They fell asleep, and he woke at four. He kissed her softly as she woke.
“I love you, Belle,” he whispered. She mumbled something but pulled him in for a kiss, then he got up and sat in his office, wondering what the hell was happening.
In the video that he saw, Belle had told Natalie and Logan that she would escalate things with Greg as she was doing now, and yet Greg could detect no deception in their interaction. The sexual aspect was also not frantic, as if Belle was acting from a much deeper level. Greg shook his head, and his need for her body overrode his reasoning.
Greg decided that if he was going to be hurt, he will enjoy it to the end, and he will give Belle his best. He also started looking at exit strategies to remove himself from them, if Belle was setting him up. He then planned for the eventuality of Belle being truthful. Greg smiled a wry smile. All his decisions boiled down to Belle, and how important she is to him. He got into bed next to Natalie.
“Where have you been?” she mumbled.
“Just in my office, I had to work out a bug, and I got inspiration just after two.”
“Okay." She snuggled closer, and for a moment Greg felt like she was his wife, but he knew that once her full conscious mind returns, she will start her crap. He was lonely, and Belle was entering that loneliness.
After he woke up again he made them breakfast, and then Natalie left. Greg set up a proximity alarm on the app that linked to her GPS tracker he had hidden in her car. It showed her going to Logan’s, then head out of town to a lodge.
“You knew?” Belle said softly as she looked at his phone. Then she smiled and kissed Greg gently.
“What is that for?” he asked.
“Just because I want to, Greg. I am so sorry for hiding it from you, but last week Saturday I saw your raw sadness, and I just could not be complicit with her scheming anymore. I love you too much.”
“Thanks, Belle.”
“Can we go and make love now, on your bed.”
He picked her up and carried her to the master bedroom, where he stripped her, and he stripped too. For an hour he kissed her body, never coming near her pussy and breasts. It was a very long hour, but the way she screamed out her orgasm, as he finally plunged his tongue into her pussy made it worth it. Her whole body started to shake as if she was getting a seizure, and it lasted almost five minutes. She immediately started crying, completely overwhelmed. Greg held her as she calmed, and then she lifted over him and he watched her eyes as she lowered her pussy on his cock. Then he felt it, her hymen. She drew a breath and lowered herself till it gave way and she settled on his thighs.
“There, now I will never in my life be able to forget you, my love,” she whispered in his neck. They lay like that, falling asleep. Greg wanted to fuck her, but this was what his heart wanted. He was desperate for the gentle intimacy of her on him. Greg was still rock hard in her when they woke half an hour later, and she started to flex her hips gently.
“How is it you are so good my angel?” he asked her, “You are a virgin.”
“I tried to find good videos and studied them. I also studied how to have mind-blowing fucks Greg, but right now I want intimacy. I want for you to know I want you, your timid demeanor, and your mind. I am desperate for your cock, but that is just part of it.”
Greg ran his hands down her spine and cupped her ass, feeling her muscles move as she flexed. It felt so tiny in his hands. Then she started to work a little and orgasmed as they kissed, and he caught her moans in his mouth. They came together the next time and he clung to her as his body exploded. He felt the sensations run along his spine, and his toes tingled as he came. It was the best he had ever had, and he realized that it was with the love of his life. Belle kissed him softly and asked what it was.
“I love you, Belle, very differently to how I should.”
“And I love you like that too, Greg.”
“I saw the video, Belle, where you said you are going to do this.” She lifted up slightly and turned his head so he could look into her eyes.
“Yes, I said that, but they do not know that I have no intention of ever leaving you. I saw your lust and then love for me a while ago. This has been what I wanted all along. I read stories, reached out to girls that I know are having sex with their fathers, it is quite common.”
“And?”
“I gleaned from all of it that when it is a slow burn, like ours, it will last. I also tracked down some girls that had been in school after I managed to see the signs. They were very reluctant to talk until I told them what I planned. If we stay respectful I will grow very old with you.”
“Is that what you want?” Greg asked.
“Yes. I have tried to see us not together. All my dreams had you. Mom not so much, she is toxic.”
She saw Greg’s face cloud over, then saw it vanish.
“What was that thought?” Belle asked, concerned.
“I always thought she stole my life since I found out you were not mine, but not anymore. Now I know she brought us to this point, Belle.”
She kissed him and he turned them over and made love to her again. They both came again and then they showered. He checked the phone, Natalie was still at the lodge. Greg and Belle dressed and did go to the movies. Belle insisted that he buy her some underwear and she put it on.
“Do you like that style?” he asked her, having never seen her wear such lacy underwear.
“No, not even close. I like the plain sexy cotton underwear.”
“So do I, but why these.”
“I am going to mind-fuck Natalie,” Greg shivered at her tone, and he saw Belle’s anger. They had a late lunch and ice cream. Then they drove to a hilltop and made out. Belle pulled him over her in the back seat and she pulled the panties aside so he could enter her, and they made love again. Greg loved that his balls touched her ass just as his tip kissed her cervix. They were a perfect fit. He came against her womb and slowly pulled out.
“Perfect, my love,” she whispered in his ear. “I love you so much.” Greg pulled the panties over that super sweet pussy and they left. At home, they showered and he lifted her and pushed into her again in the shower, stroking into her as he crushed her against the wall. She held her head back as this position had him stroking her clit hard, and she was extremely loud when she came that time.
“I really hope she does not want sex tonight.” Greg mused out loud after he pulled out, and saw Belle react. “Oh fuck, Belle, that came out wrong.”
“No, it did not. She will want sex because she loves you eating her after Logan fucked her. I fucking hate her, Jesus.”
“I will play sick, maybe.”
“I have something, but it will make you throw up.”
“The thought of me fucking her might have the same reaction.”
Belle laughed. He hated that he would not be able to hold this beautiful nymph in a few hours and knew she also felt it. Then he saw her push the new panties with the obvious cum stains into their laundry basket.
“She will not confront you, but just like all cheaters she is super paranoid you would cheat,” Belle smirked, “Just play dumb. She will also add a tracking app to your phone, and a keylogger, so we need to be careful what we text.”
“I will get us secondary phones. Never answer it, but we text on them if we need to be honest. She will go nuts. We disable tracking on them,” Greg grinned and Belle chuckled. They popped out to a mobile phone shop and bought the phones, knowing Natalie will be at home when they get back. Greg activated them and they charged them in the car as they sat at a restaurant having milkshakes. There was no doubt to any observers, their bond was close. Belle gave him the drug just before they drove home. Natalie was home when they arrived and looking very smug, she had an incredible day. She showed off her purchases, and then the drug Belle gave Greg started to kick in. Greg knew why he did it and endured it because he saw Belle’s love every time she looked at him, and her worried face as he groaned from the stomach cramps.
“Are you okay, baby?” Natalie asked.
“Nope, I think the milkshake was a bit rich.”
He had a little water and lay down on the spare bedroom’s bed. He explained to Natalie that he did not want to bother her. She was frustrated that her plan to indirectly cuckold him cannot be enacted, but she also saw his suffering was real. Belle snuggled to his side, begging for forgiveness.
“Please my love, I asked for it, to protect us. I would gladly do it again,” he soothed her.
She nodded and nursed him. Greg stopped throwing up just after midnight, and he showered. Belle was waiting for him in bed and she held him against her, then they slept. Natalie joined them the next morning, and she had made Greg black tea. This was how she was, showing her care, but Greg knew within an hour her mind will not be on him anymore. She stayed on the covers, otherwise, she would have seen Greg’s hand nestled between Belle’s legs, his finger gently stroking her pussy lips. It was not intended to make her cum, just to enhance their togetherness. They lazed around the house for the day, and Belle made sure to coach Greg for when her mother’s plan came out because she wanted him to act out of character. Monday Natalie sprung her plan to hurt him.
“Greg, my mom is sick, so we have to go to her on Wednesday, so we cannot do your birthday dinner.”
“Okay, I will come with you guys.”
“No, go have your dinner.”
“But it will not be the same, please. I want to spend it with you guys, even if not at dinner.”
“Please Greg, she is also harping about you stealing my life, so it will get nasty.”
“Okay, fuck. How fucking long will she still blame me, look at Belle, is she a waste?” Greg snapped.
“She is my mom.”
“And a fucking useless church cunt! Tell her to go fuck herself!” Greg was properly angry, something neither had seen. Belle realized Greg was not acting now, he was just as angry as she was and it comforted her, he will not back down.
“We will stay,” Natalie looked at Belle with a worried face.
“No, just fucking go, because you will bring it up next week, only I will be the fucking asshole when you do, Natalie. I have decided want to be alone for my birthday. Start being careful with your choices Natalie, we are married, that fucking bitch has no business in our marriage.”
“Why do you hate her?”
“Because she never let up. I fucking bought her a car, and to this day she has not thanked me. Belle, take her car, it is still on my name, fuck her.”
Belle felt his wrath but knew it was not meant for her. She ate it, making sure he saw her smile at him to show him she was fine.
“Greg, no. Please calm down,” Belle said softly, playing her part.
“I am calm, just so fucking tired of people treating me like shit.”
“We don’t,” Belle replied, knowing he was right. She will do her best to rectify it, to restore him. She started her recorder on her phone to listen to his hurts later because she was sure he was not done venting. Her heart broke as she heard his anguish.
“Yes, you do, Belle. Natalie. When last have you considered me, except when my card needs to be swiped. Public affection is out. Your friends hug me more than you do, Belle.”
“Sorry Greg, I will try to make an effort.” Belle was ready for the waterworks because she knew until a few weeks ago it was very true, she was still ambivalent. But the raw pain that Saturday was something she hated, and it ripped her out of the fog and revealed how deeply she loved Greg.
“Two years Belle, you chose this. Now I have had enough of both of your attitudes,” Greg locked himself in his office and grinned. There was a knock at the door, then Belle spoke.
“I made you coffee,” Greg got up and kissed her quickly, mouthing ‘I love you, took the coffee and poured it down the drain, then he made his own. Had Natalie not been watching Belle would have high-fived him, his escalation was perfect.
“Are you angry with me?” Belle asked, Natalie listening.
“Disappointed Belle. I have never lived life because you came along. All I wanted was what other dads have, a daughter that loves them some of the time. You are my baby, my little darling. I know we have drawn closer this last while, and you have no idea how incredible that is. I just cannot help wondering how long it will last this time.”
“I love you, Greg,” Belle tried. Greg just shrugged. He was trying to implode for them, but he made sure Natalie wasn’t looking when he squeezed Belle’s hand and she nodded.
“Then why choose my birthday, the only day I remotely matter. I am not surprised though, you have not gotten me anything nice for my birthdays, Father’s Days, or past Christmas, and this year I know you shopped for those days. Who got those gifts, Belle? Who was more important than me?” Greg turned to Natalie, “You did buy me gifts, never more than fifty bucks. Who the fuck got the four-hundred-dollar watch, the two-hundred-dollar cologne. Who got the expensive gifts you bought with my money, tell me that.”
“We did not b…..”
“I ASKED THEM FOR THE FUCKING RECEIPTS NATALIE!”
Greg breathed, “Are you fucking around behind my back? Is there another man?”
“No, it was for my father, my brother.”
“Use my money to buy gifts for those who hate me,” Greg smirked, “See, my beautiful Belle, that is how much respect I am getting. And you knew all about it. That is why I became Greg, not dad. You lost respect because I was kind, gentle.”
“What are you going to do?” Natalie asked, worried.
“Not have a birthday with you, and don’t bother getting me a gift,” Greg walked away, noticing Natalie’s panic. He showered and went to the spare bedroom. Later he heard them whisper.
‘She is worried about the panties,’ Belle texted to the burner phone. Later Belle came in, grinning.
“Gre…dad.” She said, making sure her mother could hear.
“Greg, please Belle, that ship has sailed.”
“WHAT?”
“What did you want, Belle?”
“Was Stacey here?”
“Yes, I helped her with her laptop,” Greg fell in with the line. Everybody knew Stacey Master had the hots for Greg, even Natalie had seen it, and Stacey was fucking hot.
“When?”
“Friday afternoon, why?”
“Just her laptop?”
“We chatted for a few hours, and it was nice to be treated like a human Belle. I enjoyed her company.”
“Are you fucking her?” Belle rolled her eyes as she grinned.
“That is a bit hypocritical, isn’t it?”
“Mom is not cheating?”
“I will never believe that. You seriously think I would not find out that everybody but me got spoiled. It is like you two wanted me to get hurt,” Belle left for her room, and they started sending texts back andTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
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The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...
FantasyWoah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
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After leaving the restaurant, I drove by the teen center to see if the dance was still going strong. It was. As I turned the corner next to the far end of the parking lot I heard someone yell out: "MRS J... MRS J. OVER HERE." I stopped. Out of the shadows I could see Rachel walking towards my car. I rolled down my window. "Hey Mrs J. What are you doing around here?" "Oh, I wasn't sure whether Megan needed a ride home or not," I said. "I was on my way home and thought I would drive...
I didn't awaken till almost noon the following day. I hobbled down the stairs, my ankle tender and sore with just a slight swelling. I felt terrible. My debauchery had reached a new low, an endless pit of perversion. I had committed the unforgivable sin, incest, sex with my own daughter! But, even now, seeing the image of her, a picture sitting on an end table, I could feel the stirrings of unnatural lust. I revelled in my sickness... the extreme pleasure it brought me was... was...
Mother's and 'Daughters' (1) TJ Ryder http://www.sissytrain.com/ "Did you hear what Phyllis is doing to her new hubby?" theattractive housewife said to her neighbor over the fence. Tammy Sue rolled her eyes as she put her clothes basket downand turned to hear the latest gossip from the neighborhood'sbiggest gossipmonger, Gladys. "What's she doing now, then?" Gladys looked around to see if anyone was hearing this whichTammy thought absurd since she told everyone...
Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...
Series 6, Episode 10: ISLA McNAMEE (34) Fade in – we’re in a small lock-up garage – small and cramped, concrete floor, shelves and a workbench covered in motor-mechanics tools and parts. We’re not looking at any of that though – because between them and the camera, there is a woman bending backwards over an old motorcycle wearing nothing but a very brief bikini and a pair of high-heels. She’s slim and healthy – strong limbs, flat belly, obviously fake boobs, with tanned flesh (and no...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
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Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...
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The FappeningI’d like to tell you about my lovely wife and the wonderful relationship we have together. I married Jeanne (the name I’ll use for her here) when she was 18. We had both just graduated from high school and hadn’t had any sexual experiences outside of the ones we had with each other. Now, let me explain a little about Jeanne’s appearance. She is 6’1″ tall and weighs a solid 155 lbs. There isn’t an ounce of fat on her large figure. She has...
Once again, we fade in on our harshly lit bedroom set ... Looking at that ugly old, rusty steel bedframe, and the dirty mattress that’s resting on it. It’s an appalling sight, truly disgraceful ... It’s a bed that only the worst kind of person would even consider sitting on ... And yet we’re getting used to seeing it every week. Our guests, however, have never seen the set – because this was all recorded before the first episode aired ... And here comes our next subject, ready to see the...
‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
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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We watch a mini-montage of Ye olde English town, with snow falling slowly, and Christmas shoppers hurrying back to their cars with bags full of gifts – and hear traditional Christmas music and sleighbells... Then fade through to our studio, which has been set up to look like a fairly unconvincing Santa’s Grotto – with a couple of comfortable couches arranged infront of a large (fake) fireplace, and an over decorated Christmas tree, which is stacked with presents. On one couch – two sex...
Series 6, Episode 20 The Portsmouth Women’s Institute (ages 50-60), from Portsmouth We open with a very simple and idyllic establishing shot of the front of an unobtrusive building with a little square of grass around it. A sign reads, “PORTSMOUTH WOMEN’S INSTITUTE” A small car park is half filled with sensible middle-class cars a Volvo, an Audi, a nice VW, etc. Trees rustle as the wind blows through them. Very safe violin music plays on the soundtrack and then The needle on the record...
We begin this week’s show with a tracking shot of a row of old shops on a wide street that’s strangely lacking traffic. Approximately half of the shops are closed, either boarded up or shuttered, with the names removed from the frontage. ‘FOR LEASE’ signs hang from most of the vacant stores. As we move along the street, we notice that the shutters of one of the vacant shop-fronts are being wound up – and a couple of workmen are standing by ready to work on the window... A big caption...
Series 5, Episode 11: Hannah Smith (21) – Newcastle We open with our beautiful shot of the United Kingdom – from space ... Pause for a moment – then our cartoon version of Charley, our top heavy host appears, floating with us for a second before she waves for us to follow her as she dives down toward the planet at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit to sea level over the North Sea, off the north-east coast, in just a few seconds. From here we race toward the coast, a beach,...
Series 4, Episode 12: LINDA We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing ... Then a grim street of residential blocks – skinny kids running around as exhausted looking single mothers carry the shopping home ... Then a crowded street market – barrows selling everything from fresh fruit and veg, to handmade jewelry and knock-off designer handbags. Now we’re on a country road, there’s a building 50 yards away in the distance – high fences all...
Series 4, Episode 11: MELISSA We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing ... Then we’re looking at a built-up inner-city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking down at a crowded street market – barrows selling everything from fresh fruit and veg, to handmade jewelry and knock-off designer handbags. Then we’re on a busy street in an old English city - not a lot of food traffic, but plenty of cars...
Series 3, Episode 10: Stacy On one side of the street a row of pre-War three-story buildings – shopfront downstairs, residential apartment/flats above. On the other side of the street, modern four/five level office buildings, and an old train station with a sign outside that reads, “Welcome to Enfield Chase”. We’re in North London to meet our next subject, and she’s a subject who’s worth meeting. Back to those shopfronts – one in particular – Hair By Hottinger. A modest hair and beauty...
After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother's New Daughter' (1) TJ Ryder http://www.sissytrain.com/ "Did you hear what Phyllis is doing to her new hubby?" theattractive housewife said to her neighbor over the fence. Tammy Sue rolled her eyes as she put her clothes basket downand turned to hear the latest gossip from the neighborhood'sbiggest gossipmonger, Gladys. "What's she doing now, then?" Gladys looked around to see if anyone was hearing this whichTammy thought absurd since she told everyone...
Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...