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She was 64-years old, but with a face looking somewhat younger, dark black hair with some salt-and-pepper gray, a tight, petite body, 5'1", 105 lbs., with a firm ass and 33-B breasts, which were shapely and pert. Despite her petite figure, all of Irene's sexual features were extraordinary. Her breasts had exceptionally large nipples, which extended outward nearly an inch long when erect. Her pussy had an enormous bush, dark black, flecked with some gray hairs. It extended far up her...
Justin rubbed his cock. He was still soft from jacking off earlier in the evening. Negative thoughts started to fill his head wondering why Sophie hadn't called him back. She knew what the agreement was to be. She promised to call him every step of the way. Sophie called him once she got to the club tonight. She called him at nine telling him she was fine. Justin got a third call around eleven telling him she had hooked up with a man. She said his name was Vladimir. Justin laid his head...
Jenny Malone and her husband Tom were married for twenty years. He was a wonderful husband and a great father. He worked hard to provide for his family. He traveled a lot but when he was home, he worked late.Jenny was a stay at home mother. However, her children were teenagers and did not need her as much. She kept herself busy with things she liked to do. As wonderful as Tom was, in the bedroom he was a real dud. He did not have a big penis, nor did he have the skills to get by.She...
MILFWitness my recent experience with the boy on the train. I actually cheated a bit and switched compartment when I saw the sensitive looking lean black-haired Chinese teenager sitting there, his face buried in a book, his knapsack next to him. looking oh so edible in his white school shirt, black necktie, and grey shorts. His golden legs were muscular from playing soccer, and he exuded fresh young innocence. So I joined him and sat across from him. He barely looked up when I entered, but he did...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
Normally I like to write about my masturbatory shenanigans growing up, but I’m throwing this one into the mix as it’s a little bit of fun that’s happened just a recently while on a couple of week’s holidays with my girlfriend. We’re in a long-distance relationship so when we do get to spend time together, especially extended periods like this, we make the most of it without our particular kind of naughty games and mischief, much of which happens outside of the bedroom, and even the...
NOTE: This story is intended for adults only. It includes elements of voyeurism, time stop, non-consent/reluctance, ince$t, and mind control. If you are offended or upset by this sort of thing, please do not read it. The story is fiction and any resemblance to real persons or events is either coincidental or the result of artistic liberty.Feedback and positive criticism is welcome, as are suggestions and requests.-------------Jake walked into the steakhouse with his favorite two women close...
Gary's Golf Outing Chapter 19 Kay Cums Home, Shopping Shenanigans Kay's home-cumming was a great start to a great week. Every evening was a variation on the theme that began early Saturday morning, and ended Saturday evening, with Kay sandwiched between me and Penny with me in front with my prick in Kay's pussy and Penny behind with her six inch clitoris in Kay's rosebud. Sunday's bedtime arrangement had Penny sandwiched between Kay, with Penny's clit in Kay's pussy and my 6...
*** The White House bunker is half-empty or half-full, it depends on how you'd see it. The place is not very big, designed to take about 100 customers in, but now only 40 or 50 customers are sitting at the tables and they all are men. To be exact, they all are Republican politicians. It's also clearly visible, that they are quite wealthy businessmen. They are dressed up very formally in dark or grey suits. They wear valuable rings on their fingers and they drink expensive drinks. Some of...
The source of Bob’s distraction was the length of Catherine’s skirt. Catherine’s choice of skirt, a plain black number, was shorter than usual. Catherine normally wore slacks or long cotton skirts. This skirt rode high above the knee when Catherine sat down. Bentley was not completely certain, but he believed he could see the elastic top of Catherine’s cotton black stockings. He was consistently looking up from his workstation and sneaking a peek. Catherine’s slender, athletic legs...
I, Oliver Tress, considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Gina loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
I, Oliver Tress, considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Gina loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get...
A couple of times when we were in the room alone and she greeted me with a kiss I took hold of her chin and kissed her on the mouth. She would give a nervous little giggle but I could tell it upset her some. After a few times of this, she began giving me a quick peck on the lips of her own free will, I think she looked upon it as a game. Once when she had come in from school I was standing in the kitchen alone and when we hugged and kissed I held her and forced my tongue in her mouth. She...
My mom, Marla, had let me live with my daddy Donald. Daddy became abusive towards me, calling me mean names and hitting me whenever I was bad. Now, I know all parents hit their kids, but I'm not talking about a slap on the ass. I'm talking about being slapped in the face and even punched. Two months after I turned x, he created a special punishment. He would tie me to a table he had in the basement, which he called the punishment table, then whip me with a leather strap. A month after that...
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
After about the third or fourth day, she sees an island covered with trees. She knows she is far from main land and has not seen any one else since the day she left. She does not see any sign of another person on the island and there is no sign of land anywhere else. She smiles and begins to load up the raft. Once that is finished, she strips down and pulls out a pair of white, seamless pantyhose. She pushes her tiny foot into the leg and pulls the nylon up. Then she pulls the other leg on....
"Here is another one for you," the man said pushing the young girl into the White House bunker. “Another traitor from the street, totally useless, but will bring us something.” “Maybe," said the woman. “She is very young.” “The younger the better," said the woman with a smile. “Shame she isn’t a virgin, madam. Our clients like virgins too." The woman by the name of Marsha Blackburn looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, with small well-formed breasts, blonde...
“shame she isn’t a virgin the President. Our clients like virgins too." The president by the name of Donald Trump looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, small well formed breasts, blonde shoulder length hair and skinny body. Her clothes consisted of a T shirt and canvas trousers. on her feet she wore old leather sandals. “What's your name?" asked the President. “Tomi Lahren from Fox News" the girl answered. “Well Tomi Lahren, you belong to us now. Our organization has...
Father Paul intoned,” In this private funeral we are assembled to pay homage to Ivanka Trump, daughter of Donald and Ivana Trump, stepdaughter of Melania, stepsister of Barron and Tiffany, sister of Donald Jr. and Eric Trump.” Donald reviewed the life of his daughter; drill team captain, homecoming court, National Honor Society, and active in a Christian Youth group. If a man could “custom order” a daughter, Ivanka would be close to want you would what. As he continued to talk about her death...
Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
Ashley walked into the house and was greeted by her Daddy. "Hi honey," he said and gave her a hug. "Hi Daddy, oh it was such a long day at school." Daddy pretended to be sympathetic but giggled as Ashley walked upstairs to her bedroom. He watched her walk up trying to catch another glimpse of what he had seen but it wasn't happening. He was curious though. After putting her bag down, Ashley needed the bathroom. She raised her skirt up and pulled her panties down to her knees and sat...
Mom had run off to L.A. a few months before, unable to take the stress of Dad’s drinking and temper any longer, leaving me alone with him in our big house in New York City. Mom hoped to get in the movies somehow. She once even said she’d even suck some producer’s penis until it shot gobs of cum into her mouth if it would get her a job on TV. Things had been going OK. I had settled into a routine of going to school, coming home and doing homework, and then cooking dinner. I would eat alone and...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
It just so happens that this weekend her parents and brothers are going to be out of town and this would be a rare time she would be home alone. I learned this by listening in on conversations in her home using my spy equipment. Saturday was a rainy night and perfect timing to pull off my plot to take her in her parent's mansion. I had been planning this for months waiting for the perfect opportunity. I put an old pizza delivery sign that I found in a garbage dump on my car and dressed up...
Ashli was one of these females in the military. She, however, was determined not to be placed in that "Air Force Slut" category. In the beginning, everything went according to plan. She attended her training and made it to her air base with her reputation still intact. The past few hours, however, have changed her life forever. Let me start at the beginning. Ashli came from a lower-middle-class family, in the lower middle part of San Diego. At 18 years old, she saw the military as a perfect...
I am only sixteen, she thought wondering why she wasn't afraid. Maybe because hanging didn't sound as painful as being shot. And the thin ropes swaying in a light breeze didn't look scary enough. She almost smiled wondering that such insignificant piece of rope could end her life. Her friends Kateryna and Anastasiia were scared of what awaited them, though they tried not to show it openly. Kateryna was very pretty, with shoulder length black hair, smooth skin and big brown eyes. Anastasiia...
After several years of electrolysis, hormones, and bleaching, his skin was smooth and hairless. He looked as pretty as he was ever going to look. He felt the usual nervousness that he always felt whenever he went out on a "date," even though he'd been living as a woman for the last year, even though this was no date. Outside he heard his ex-wife Olena and her new husband Vlad talking about a vacation they were taking in a couple of weeks. How could they talk so casually? He felt a pang of...
I am only sixteen, she thought wondering why she wasn't afraid. Maybe because hanging didn't sound as painful as being shot. And the thin ropes swaying in a light breeze didn't look scary enough. She almost smiled wondering that such insignificant piece of rope could end her life. Her friends Kateryna and Anastasiia were scared of what awaited them, though they tried not to show it openly. Kateryna was very pretty, with shoulder length black hair, smooth skin and big brown eyes. Anastasiia...
Imogen Dyer obliged, bending forward and pushing her breasts forward, turning sideways to the bright lights. She was topless, wearing a baby blue thong. She shook her brunette tresses and smiled as the camera clicked away. She puckered her lips for a few shots, then closed her eyes and lightly stroked her nipple. "Great, great," the photographer Mark Wilkinson said. "That should wrap it up. Your turn, Emma." Petite blonde Emma Wagstaff was standing off to the side. She smiled and slid...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
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 Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained. The purpose of the trip to the capital of China was to see several women hang by the neck until dead, women sentenced to die on gallows for drug trafficking. Pompeo, being a man of spiritual, as well as physical exploration, took interest in Mainland hangings, for one of his friends , Peter Navarro, had already gone to China...
Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained. The purpose of the trip to the capital of China was to see several women hang by the neck until dead, women sentenced to die on gallows for drug trafficking. Pompeo, being a man of spiritual, as well as physical exploration, took interest in Mainland hangings, for one of his friends , Peter Navarro, had already gone to China...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Finally, here are the next two exciting chapters in my on-going saga. I want to thank reviewer 'anon' for his comment on 9/23/10 for inspiring me to finally get these chapters finished. I'd been just short of half done with these chapters for the better part of a year but between lack of initiative and wondering if anyone even cared if I kept going I'd just sort of let it fall through the cracks. I apologize to any readers that thought I'd given up on this series and just want to point...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
The Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 3 (January 7-10 2019) Revision Feb 10, 20 2019 Oh gee I hope this makes up for the other day, Claire thought as she sat in the front living room of their student house. Claire had on a nice if a bit functional outfit: a long sleeved red-black blouse with a low cut area around her bosom, showing off her fantastic assets there. Matching with that, she wore a short dark pencil skirt and then a pair of black 3 in heels, which were upon criss-crossed...
In no sense of the word was I Down Under anymore. I was one Aussie girl who felt on top of the world.My apprenticeship in the London office of the Sinn detective agency had been a success. And even better, I had now contributed to Miss Sinn’s second significant case, the solving of Sir David’s dilemma.Though it was, I thought to myself, difficult to explain to your mother that your career was going well when success was best illustrated by the example of snarling at an English lady, ‘Come and...
LesbianLight sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
You turn and walk only a couple steps toward the open window. Watching you walk makes me twitch again.A glance over your shoulder makes sure I haven’t moved.I haven’t.You reach back and unzip your dress, pull it off your shoulders, and allow it to fall off your body into a puddle around your feet. Stepping out of it, only stockings, bra, and heels are left adorning your body.Fucking gorgeous. Fucking stunning.There’s the twitch again.With hips swaying in a “come-fuck-me” walk, you stroll over...
ToysHello readers! Back with a story from one of the readers. A young college boy found out something interesting happened when he spied on his mom after hearing her screams. Something unexpected came to light. I will write this story from my reader’s perspective, which started due to the SARS-CoV-2 pandemic. Hey, I am Rohan, a 19-year-old college student. Covid Pandemic caused lockdown. I was at home with my family, with all educational institutes closed down along with the world. Covid took the...
IncestAlthough a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
Camille’s hips swiveled seductively on the rubber shaft that impaled her. I couldn’t help but be reminded of the mesmerizing movements of an accomplished belly dancer. But Camille was essentially nude. And there was that toy. And there were groans.This was no dance. It was hypnotism.Her eyes never left mine as she looked over her shoulder. With her gyrations beckoning, she began leaning forward. In moments her torso lay parallel to the table, her prominent nipples etching the cool wood, legs...
Straight SexI’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
There is much to be said about one’s origins, that’s for sure. My name is Solomon Rashid Joseph. I was born in the City of Detroit, Michigan, to a Haitian-American mother and Lebanese immigrant father. My father, Rashid Ahmed, met my mother, Nicolette Joseph, while attending Wayne State University in the 1980s. Unfortunately, as luck would have it, he died while visiting his parents in Beirut, three months before my birth. My mother married a guy named Harold Jacobson three years later, and...