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I was standing on one of Portland’s trendier neighborhood’s streets, waiting when a homeless person had approached me.

“Have a good day…” he mumbled, wandering off into the evening’s gathering darkness. These people were as integral to Portland’s urban fabric as roses, bikes or beer. In truth, my wallet was straining with cash. I had swung by work after class and picked up my weeks’ worth of tips for tonight. It was date night.

Checking my phone, I saw Alyssa’s message: “Be there in 5! My friend is lost lol”.

“No worries, do you need the address again?” I texted back.

It had been 2 weeks since I had last seen her, our date postponed by a surprise visit from my parents who insisted on dragging me to a family reunion in California. Now we were finally having our second date. A fancy one at that; she had suggested we get dressed up and make it fun, so in the spirit of the evening, I had dusted off my sport coat, collared shirt and cleaned up fairly well.

I smiled to myself as I waited near the restaurant, a bouquet of fall flowers in my hand.

Just as I was starting to feel the October chill, a Toyota Rav4 pulled up across the street and came to a stop. I saw the door open and a familiar flash of black and pink hair popped out. I caught the faint laugh from the driver who then looked at me, smiled and waved before pulling away revealing Alyssa. I instantly smiled; a grin brought on by her mutually electric expression as we made eye contact. She stood on the curb, waiting for a break in traffic to cross. Her hair was pulled up in a tight donut on the crown of her head, her glossy black hair streaked with pink highlights. She wore a black sweater over a silky, shimmery light pink dress that spoke in a simple elegance that balanced exhibition and imagination, it must have been expensive. Her outfit was drawn together with her shoes. Light pink wedge sandals with black trim. This girl certainly knew how to dress herself.

“Hi!” I smiled as she trotted across the road “You look wonderful!” Up close I noticed all the detailed effort she had put into her appearance. Her earrings and necklace complimented each other, glittering in the evening light.

“Thank you! I tried!”

“These are for you, lovely lady” I said with a flourish as I presented my bouquet to her.

“Wow!” her mouth dropped open in shock “These are amazing!” She looked at me with a dewy-eyed expression. “Nobody’s ever given me flowers before…”

I smiled back, proud of myself for thinking of the spontaneous romantic gesture at the last second. “I’m glad you like them”.

Stepping closer, she kissed me hard. Her lips pressing against mine while her hand grabbed the front of my jacket and pulled me in. It only lasted a second but made my heart jump feeling her against me. She stepped back and smiled, flashing her braces. I had been waiting for that moment all week with great anticipation.

Alyssa had driven with her friend to Roseburg to get tattoos, and conveniently been able to get her braces fixed after breaking them the week prior. I hadn’t thought much of it until I had gotten a snap chat from her from the orthodontist office, asking what color she should get while holding a large key ring of all the different colors they offered. I had assumed she’d go with clear again as her braces were ceramic and designed specifically to blend in with the enamel of her teeth. From a distance, one could barely notice them except for the thin steel wire spanning her smile. I had suggested baby blue, partly because I had heard it didn’t stain as easily, but mostly because I thought it would be cute and she wouldn't be so bold as to choose a brighter color. An hour later she sent me another photo announcing she was “all tuned up” while puckering, blowing me a kiss. I had tried to seem nonchalant when asking what color she had chosen, and was teased with “find out on Friday ;)” which had driven me crazy, she was such a tease.

In her beaming smile I saw that she had picked a bright pink that shown almost iridescent in the low light of an October evening. My stomach flipped and I felt a twitch in my nether regions. I was turned on almost instantly. They matched her outfit and complimented her hair. This girl really knew how to accessorize.

“So, where are we going?” she asked, bringing me back to the moment. “I’m so hungry”

I swept my gaze around to the little Italian place on the corner. “Right this way” I gestured, and we set off down the block making conversation about the week.

***

“So, How was work today?” I asked as we sipped sparkling water in the dim light of the restaurant. Alyssa rolled her eyes as she sipped her drink.

“Uhhg” she scoffed “I’m pretty fed up with my manager.”

“Uh oh, what’d he do this time?” I asked as the waiter placed a basket of bread between us with a dish of oil and vinegar. I smiled at him with a nod of gratitude.

She huffed, grabbed a slice of bread a tore it half with an exaggerated motion that conveyed her emotion. She looked cute when she was fired up. Her lower lip stuck out in just the slightest pout and her dark eyes were energized.

“So you know how last week I texted you about what he said to Meghan? Well, she reported him to the owner, and then he came back to us all with this total bullshit apology, saying something like ‘I’m sorry if anyone felt uncomfortable…’ which, one, is not a real apology, and two! She wasn’t even at work when he said it!” her voice was somewhere between a stage whisper and a hiss. “Then literally today, on the day he was supposed to take lead on cleaning after close, he decided ‘he didn’t feel well’” she wagged her fingers in mocking air quotes “and so Jessie and I had to clean out the ovens again! I’m just so over him.” She slumped back in her seat and took a large bite of bread, looking dejected.

“Wow, I’m surprised he tried to apologize without her” Did you tell Meghan that he pulled this stunt on her day off?"

“Yeah, she was pissed. I told her to mention to Marissa next time she’s in that he hadn’t apologized yet.”

“Did Marissa tell Meghan that she’d make him apologize?”

“I don’t know…” she frowned. “I’ll ask on Tuesday. Sorry for the total rant.”

“Don’t worry about it, besides, my work is so boring, I need some drama” I smiled at her, raising my bread in a salutation. “To your manager, may he be fired before the month is out!”

“Lets hope so!” Her smile returned to her face, dimpling her cheeks as she in kind raised a piece of bread and we laughed.

Dinner passed with a laid-back ease that we both could feel; comfortable in each other’s company, our barriers slowly lowering and intimacy growing. I found Alyssa very attractive, physically, but also intellectually. Perhaps this was the beginning of feelings, of emotional intimacy. Something that had conspicuously been absent from my last relationship. Could I dare think that word around her? This was only our second-ish...(third?) date. Though we texted frequently, almost every day, talking about whatever annoyed us at work, fun things we did throughout the week or drama in our friend groups, this was really only the third time we’d seen each other face to face.

I pondered these thoughts and more as we chatted over the seasonal pumpkin pasta with pork sausage, red peppers and a squash-based sauce that somehow blended the flavors of all ingredients perfectly. Alyssa was easy to talk to, fun to be around, made me laugh. I was curious how she felt about me, yet it felt too soon to be asking these questions. For the moment, I was happy, and that’s what mattered.

“Thank you so much for dinner, it was incredible” Alyssa said as we walked down the bustling Friday night sidewalk. “That’s so much better than anything from the dining hall.”

“I sure hope so” I replied, wrapping my arm around her waist, eliciting a giggle “That cook looks like he spent at least ten percent less time in jail”

“Stop!” She gasped in feigned outrage “That’s so mean!” I gave her a look and we both laughed.

“Where are we going next?”

“Well, I had two choices for us picked out. Ice cream or cake?”

“Oooh! Ice cream for sure!” she tugged on my coat.

“Perfect! I hear the October flavors are something exciting!”

The walk to the ice cream parlor wasn’t far, we took our time in the cool fall evening. The sun had set and lights were beginning to flicker on, casting large orange pools of light along the street. Feeling bold in the moment, I reached down and took Alyssa’s hand in mine; her hand flinched at the unexpected touch before softening and interlacing her fingers with mine.

“That was cute” she said with a soft smile, “Very romantic”

“Thanks, I try” I winked and squeezed her hand. She squeezed back.

We walked hand in hand past the closed store fronts, our reflections undulating in their dark windows. A glass shop, a pizza place whose workers were mopping in the dim light from the kitchen, a pet store that filled their windows with posters of smiling dogs eating the newest dog food brands. It was very quaint.

“What kind of dog do you want when you get your own place?” I asked

“Ooooh, that’s tricky… all the dogs?” she laughed “I can’t decide, they’re all pretty cute.”

“Even chihuahuas?” I teased with a raised eyebrow

“Okay… you know what,” she brandished a finger accusatorily in my direction while smiling devilishly.

“What? You said your uncle had several!”

“Yeah, and I hate them! They’re so small and annoying and yappy”

Shaking my head while egging her on I depended my gentle antagonism “I just can’t believe you’d turn on your family like that… tsk tsk…”

“Are you saying that because I’m Mexican?!” she gasped in false outrage “Because I’ll have you know, I’m only half!”

We had stopped at a corner and waited for the ‘walk’ sign as our conversation had continued. Her hair whipped around her face in the wind as a large truck passed. “Half Mexican, and 100% adorable” I teased as I brushed her hair from her face with my fingers, leaning in and kissing her on the street corner. Her hand found my cheek as I pulled her in, our lips softening into our embrace. My arm wrapped around her exposed lower back as her tongue intruded my mouth in a gentle, but firm feeling that I felt down my spine and in my nether regions. With a deep breath we broke apart, I stepped back to see her smiling her soft, ‘doe-eyed’ smile I had seen a few times prior; it was an irresistible look. Her smile revealed her top teeth and though it wasn’t as apparent as earlier, the new color of her braces was visible.

“I like the color you chose” I said quietly, nodding towards her, my eyes flitting down to her braces before resuming my gaze into her deep brown eyes.

“Yeah? It’s a bit more vivid than I wanted but honestly, I think the pink is super cute!” She smiled up at me, giving me a perfect view of her braces, both top and bottom. Her clear brackets were now ringed with a hot pink band that held her wire in place, accentuating her braces from a barely discernible detail of her appearance to a bright accessory.

“And you accessorized expertly” I added as I gestured to her outfit.

“Thank you, I learned it all on TikTok” she laughed as we crossed the street.

“Oh lord, I spend waaayyyyy too much time on tiktok”

“Really? You’re not ‘too old’ for tiktok?” she accentuated with air quotes while giving me the side eye. “What’s your tiktok?”

“No way, I’m only like a year or two older than you.” I replied while I pulled out my phone and opened the app as we walked along. “Here, follow me”

“Okay, but don’t be surprised if I spam you. My friends complain that I send them like five hundred videos a day.”

“I look forward to it. Ooooh, what do we have here?” Her profile had about 30 videos on it, but one of the more recent thumbnails was her in a pretty skimpy outfit, it was clearly a thirst trap.

“Oh God” Alyssa muttered as she covered her gaze with her hand. “I forgot about that. Give me that!” she swiped at my phone.

“No, no, I want to watch this” I teased, holding my phone up above her reach.

The video was short but showed her in a baggy sweatshirt that she pulled into a seamless transition to expose her curvy figure in a black lace lingerie set with thigh high garters as she winked at the camera showing her ample cleavage.

“WHOOAAAAA MAMA” I hooted as she protested, “Muy caliente amiga”

“Oh God, I don’t need this” she muttered as she walked down the sidewalk away from me.

“Where do you think you’re going missy?” I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as I caught up to her.

“To get some ice cream you sex fiend!” she half joked.

“Only for you” I replied and we continued our walk joking and flirting.

A block later as we passed a row of darkened store windows, I spotted an alley up ahead that gave me an idea. As we walked passed, I grabbed Alyssa’s wrist and pulled her with me.

“Ow!” she complained as she was somewhat roughly pulled into the alley and out of the streetlight. “What are you doi-”

I cut her off with a passionate kiss. My hands on her neck, pulling her face to mine, my lips pressed against hers. At first firm but softened as she understood my motivations. I had to kiss her, I mean really kiss her. The combination of her outfit, flirty texting the past two weeks and bright pink braces were driving me insane. My tongue pushed its way into her mouth which elicited an audible moan from her as she gently played with it between her teeth. I was lost in her smell, the sound of us breathing together and her hands on my waist. That changed as I pulled her in, and our bodies pressed against each other, hoping to escalate this, I ran my hand down her back, across her very nice ass and gave it a squeeze as she moaned into my mouth. I felt her arm shift as she moved to mirror me and I felt her hand run across my already hard cock.

“Mmmm” she moaned before pulling away from our embrace.



“Looks like I found something exciting” she said with a wink before moving to reach down my dress pants.



“Whoa, right here?!” I asked incredulously,

She had a devilish look on her face now, a look that hinted at the depravity underneath her well-manicured facade. A desire and hunger I had discovered on our last date when she had let me almost mercilessly fuck her throat. “Why not?” she asked, sinking slowly towards my crotch “Its nice and dark.”

Before I could argue, she pushed me backwards against the wall of the building in the alley, joining an overflowing cardboard dumpster and a stack of produce crates. Kneeling before me, she deftly pulled my fly and grabbed my cock in her right hand, stroking in while looking up at me. “Fuuuuckk… Alyssa….” I moaned quietly in the dark. It was almost impossible to see her. The only light came from the street lights down the alley, illuminating only the closest half of her face in a moonglow light.

“Mmm, I missed your dick” she whispered as I felt a bead of spit slide from her lips to my cock, lubricating her hand and making my knees weak. “I know you missed me too, huh?” she cooed up at me, a fake innocence in her voice egging me on, riling my sexual appetite.

“Oh yes baby,” I smiled down at her, her hand running up and down my shaft.



“What did you miss the most?” she asked in barely a whisper as I felt her tongue rub the bottom of my head, making me shudder.



“Definitely that smile” I whispered back. Both to be sweet, I did like her sunny attitude and the smile that accompanied by it, but in the literal sense I missed the exhilaration of catching glimpses of her braces when she spoke. “And—” before I could finish my thought, she wrapped her mouth around my cock, leaning forward and giving only the view of her bun while she sucked me deep into her mouth. My head could feel her throat as she pushed herself down my shaft.

“God!” I rasped as she began to suck my cock in earnest. Her bun rocking back and forth in the darkness. It was hard to see anything but stars in my vision as her hands worked my shaft, her tongue flailing on my head as I did my best to keep my footing and my legs from buckling. She worked feverishly, taking me deep then backing off and playing with my cock on the tip of her tongue, looking up at me. It was so dark I could only barely see the glitter of the streetlight reflecting in her eyes when she looked up.

“You like my smile?” she finally asked. “You think its sexy?”

“Yes!” I replied, perhaps a little louder than I should have. In a quieter voice, I continued: “It’s so sexy”

“Good baby, goooood” she cooed as her hand pumped my cock. I was hunched, my leg muscles tightening as an orgasm was fast approaching. “I’m glad you like it. Even with my braces?”

“Yes” I gasped “I love your braces”. Oops! My mind was reeling, how had that slid out of my mouth? I started to feel the hot flush of shame in my cheeks. I hadn’t meant to confess that so boldly. My braces fetish was mine, and mine alone. Or at least it had been. Before I could verbally recover from my Freudian slip she had once again plunged my cock into her mouth, sucking hard and making my vision flash, rendering me speechless. This had gone from a flirty make out to a hardcore back-alley blowjob in not 10 minutes.

“Good” she finally replied in a silky voice as her mouth came off my cock. I could barely see the strands of spit stretching from my cock to her mouth. “I like that. Did you like my new color?” Her hand still effortlessly working my shaft in a corkscrew motion.

“Mmm-hmm”

“Did you notice I teased you with it? I wouldn’t show you my braces till now, so you’d have to wait?”

“Mmm-hmm” I strained, I was so close.

“Yeah? I bet that drove you crazy, huh?”

“Yes!” I gasped. “I’m gonna cum!” I was fast approaching an orgasm.

“Yes baby, yes, cum for me!” she beckoned, adding her second hand to my cock. “Fill my mouth with cum!” She had taken complete control of the situation, I wasn’t fucking her face anymore, she was jerking me off. Like an escort in a hotel room she had me wrapped around her finger to a degree no girl had ever done before.

“Or….” She said in the same silky voice “Do you want to cum on my cute… pink… braces?” she punctuated every last work of her sentence as she rubbed my sensitive head on the rough, almost sharp brackets. My eyes screwed shut, I could see in my minds eye what was happening, I doubled over and exploded.

“Oh!” she gasped as I came like a shotgun. I couldn't see anything, I could barely hear my own muffled grunts and strained moaning as I emptied my balls onto her smile. “Nnnnnnnn-hnnnn” she urged through gritted teeth. As her hand pumped my cock, covering her braces in cum. My eyes rolled back as I reached out and grabbed the dumpster to my right for support, breathing like I had run a marathon.

After a minute of silent darkness, punctuated only by my labored breathing, her voice came through the darkness.

“Holy shit, that was so, so, so hot…”

I heard her getting to her feet as I straightened up and tucked my already softening member into my pants before fastening my belt. “Yeah? It wasn’t too much?” I asked tentatively, afraid that my dark sexual secrets were fully realized and I was about to be ostracized.

“Haha, the only thing that was too much as how much you came” Alyssa joked as she kissed me on the cheek. “We should do that again.” I breathed a sigh of relief as we walked out of the alley together, God I was lucky.

“Should we still go get some ice cream?” I asked rhetorically

“Absolutely” Alyssa smiled as we stepped back into the light and on the sidewalk “And then to your place, I have a surprise for you….”

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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...

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OMG V The Alley

Pansy loved being a sissy. She loved how she felt mincing hand in hand with her sister in her sky high Fuck Me platform pumps. She loved how completely constricted her tightly laced corset made her feel, and how it seemed to enslave her to a piece of clothing that was controlling her every move. As wonderful as it felt getting closer to her ultra-sissy destiny, if was magnified a thousand times because she was mincing hand in hand down the dirty alley with her sexy older sissy Prissy....

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The Alley

Bobby was a marine and from time to time, he and his buddies would visit a neighbouring city to get their rocks off. All his buddies knew that he was gay and being the toughest of the bunch, had no opinions about his sexual predilection. In fact, not only did they embrace him wholeheartedly, but would often join him at the gay bars on a weekend out, before sauntering off in search of pussy. The area they preferred was riddled with clubs, both straight and gay, so scoring was never a problem. It...

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Across the Alley

You live in a small apartment building and your bedroom window looks out on the building across the alley; a distance of about 12 feet. You have a shade on the window and it is almost always down but this is a beautiful spring day. You decide to pull up the shade and open the window. The breeze feels wonderful as it moves through the apartment, through your legs and the thin long white t-shirt that you are wearing – and that is all you are wearing. You are just about to change to go out...

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The Alley

We meet at a local coffee shop in your town, having never met face to face but months and months of emails, chats and camming. I was only a little nervous well maybe a lot nervous because I got lost twice and half expected you to call my cell wondering where I was. I finally got there, changed my shoes into my heels instead of runners, and made my way into the coffee shop. I looked around and there weren’t many people there and only one table with a lone male with his back to the door. ...

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The Alley

We meet at a local coffee shop in your town, having never met face to face but months and months of emails, chats and camming.   I was only a little nervous well maybe a lot nervous because I got lost twice and half expected you to call my cell wondering where I was.   I finally got there, changed my shoes into my heels instead of runners, and made my way into the coffee shop.   I looked around and there weren’t many people there and only one table with a lone male with his back to the door.  ...

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Fang Alley

Finally, after about a week, I was ready. I sat in the darkness of the alley, watching as people passed by, when the smell came to me. Strong and masculine, and young. The arousal set in and I exerted my power down the alley. The trap was set and the target was getting closer. Why he was alone, I have no idea, but he was. He was about 6'1'' with short, tangly black hair. He had creamy Latino skin and pouty lips and coal eyes. He had broad shoulders and great muscles. He wore a leather...

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A cold walk through a dark alley

A cold walk through a dark alleyDuring our stay at Boston I worked as secretary for an oil company. I used to leave my office at early evening, when normally was dark outside already.One week in mid November I had my engine car out of service and then had to go by walking. It was not too far from our home, but by night it was very cold and dark.I used to cut way through a back alley. That night I had entered there, when a strange sound behind made me turn around. My...

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Back Alley

Her eyes still sore and burning from the tears she’d been crying from before. The heated argument she has had with her boyfriend sets her in a rage as he leaves the house to go out right after the fight. Veronica (a 5’6 mixed female with 34D breasts, slim waist and small perky ass) decides to get dressed putting on the shortest, tightest dress in her closet. It’s a very thin; almost see through, black and white stripped dress adding high black stilettos to her out fit. With her hair done in a...

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Back Alley

Her eyes still sore and burning from the tears she’d been crying from before. The heated argument she has had with her boyfriend sets her in a rage as he leaves the house to go out right after the fight. Veronica (a 5’6 mixed female with 34D breasts, slim waist and small perky ass) decides to get dressed putting on the shortest, tightest dress in her closet. It’s a very thin; almost see through, black and white stripped dress adding high black stilettos to her out fit. With her hair done in a...

2 years ago
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In An Alley

It's a lonely fall night,I'm walking down a fairly empty street in town. Not the best part of town,but it's my only way to get home. I am in my grey business suit. Grey jacket,grey knee length skirt,black blouse,black pantyhose,black panties and bra,brunette wig and black heels. As I walk, the people that are out,glance my way,checking me out as I go through their neighborhood. Run down row houses,old abandoned buildings,adult bookstores on almost every corner. It's pretty seedy. As I approach...

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Walking alone through a dark alley

I began a new job as secretary in an oil company that summer.I used to leave my office at early evening, when normally it was not so dark outside yet. But one day in Autumn, I had my car out of order and I had to come back home by walking.It was not too far from our home, but by night it was a bit cold and dark.I thought to cut way through a back alley. I had entered there, when a strange sound behind made me turn around. My heart raced when I saw two young black men following me. They both...

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Thelma and her brother

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...

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The Passion of Mother Ethel

Mother 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...

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Up the alley

The evening hadn’t started well; your hubby had taken exception to your choice of dress- too tarty in his opinion ! True, the little black skirt was on the short side and the cool weather had forced you to don some fancy black tights but you were perfectly happy with the top you had chosen- it was a bit see-thru but you had a bra and panties on , albeit peephole and split-crotch !However, It was all too late to change and you only just made it to the restaurant in time. Usually he liked having...

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The Dark Alley

I guess I’m old-fashioned. If a lady looked and acted and smelled pretty, you complimented her on her good tastes. It made her feel feminine, sexy, appealing – Special! These days are long gone, ground into the dust of a new, ‘sterile’, impersonal age. I had been working at Integrated Allied for about 2 years now. I’ve always had a deep love for belly-dancers, what they do, the way they use their bodies, the very sweet sexiness of their bellies, their navels and the way they sway and shiver,...

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The Alley

Like clockwork. Every morning at ten past five, she runs by the coffee shop window. It is where I first saw her nearly a month ago, jogging, not really running, at a moderate pace, dressed in her running shorts and a tee shirt. I was surprised that she was not in a two hundred dollar spandex running suit, as was the style amongst the attractive, well-to-do runners that I had seen elsewhere. And, she is certainly attractive; there is no quibbling about that. In a few years, she will be the girl...

2 years ago
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The Alley

We attended one of those typical art openings, you were asked to assist and perform your usual magic for both the staff and clients. No wonder, you were your normal stunning self, dressed in a fitted black backless dress, black stockings, a small strand of pearls and little else. Your hair was down, catching the halogen lighting in the gallery, made it positively glow. Very few in attendance failed to notice, myself included. People flocked around you like moths to a flame, both men and women...

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The Stranger in the Alley

I looked at the dark expanse that was my way home. I could hear my heels clicking as I walked down the sidewalk. My body felt heavy and aching after the long day at work. My thong was riding up my ass making me uncomfortable, and my skirt was much too tight, rubbing against my legs. ‘It's okay, not much longer now.’ I kept telling myself. In another fifteen minutes I would be home and could rip these clothes off and have a hot bath. The wind picked up and the cold started to seep through my...

Reluctance
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hold Sexual Shenanigans of the Trump Administration Darkening Lindsay Walterss Alley

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...

2 years ago
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Sexual Shenanigans of the Trump Administration Darkening Lindsay Walterss Alley

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...

2 years ago
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Sexual Shenanigans of the Trump Regime Darkening Lindsay Walterss Alley

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...

3 years ago
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In the Alley

I was sitting alone in the bar by myself enjoying a pint of good beer and watching the local football match on the telly. Then I saw you walk in with your boyfriend and his mates. You find an empty table by the telly and order a few rounds watching the game. I sit in my corner observing your table- specifically you. I take in your figure, observing you from across the room. You look so enticing in your green-T, leather skirt and high heel platform shoes. Your boyfriend and buddies are...

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Into the Alley

As the sexual being that I am, thinking more like I have a dick than a vagina, if you know what I mean. I often find myself, lost in erotic daydreams. Sometimes completely random, uninspired. Others, inspired by my surroundings. Something as innocent as a stranger, reaching past me in the supermarket to grab something off a shelf. Their arm, inches away from my neck. Maybe I’ll imagine them wrapping that cut bicep and forearm around me, passionately pulling me in close. That’s just the...

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Dot Dorothea and Dick

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...

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Hot Sex in Dark Alley

Hurrying outside, hand in hand, looking for a half secluded place. We found it in an alley just at the back of the club. It was deserted. We didn't even speak before I grabbed her and pulled her close. Shoving my tongue into her mouth roughly, letting her know how badly I wanted her. She kissed me back just as hard as she started to feel for my zipper. They kept kissing passionately, blocking out everything around them, both so hungry for each other they didn't even care about getting...

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A short cut through a dark alley

I used to leave my office at early evening, when normally in winter was dark outside already. One week I had my car’s engine out of service and then I had to go by walking. It was not too far from our home, but by night it was very cold and dark.I used to cut way through a back alley. That night I had entered there, when a strange sound behind made me turn around. My heart raced when I saw two young black men following me. I hurried, but soon they reached close to me, one on each side."Can I...

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Dark Alley

Author's Note: Although rapes occur in several of my stories, I want to be very clear that rape in reality is a terrible thing, and no one should ever contemplate it except as a fantasy. Rape is mean, demeaning and damaging. I know a woman who was raped and she never got over it. Among other things, years later, it ruined our relationship, even though I had nothing to do with it and did my best to help her get over it. It was not her fault, she did not invite it in any way, and it killed a...

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Stolen Stockings Pt 1 SHEMALE LESBIAN PORN

WELCOME TO CHURCH OF RUBBER - STOLEN STOCKING CONFESSION .the sign read above My study doorway.My transex very leggy young secretary nurse led the new prospect in to My parlor and knocked on my door and I said "COME"the heavy gothic arch door swung open and there stood the two stunning transexual stocking sluts in ultimate sissy wear. One happened to be My private nurse and secretary, the other was a specially chosen pretty thing who had been in communication with ME for some time now. My...

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Stolen Kisses

Jessica paused in the dark only a few yards from the rear of her house and crouched by the base of a large pine tree. She'd heard giggling on her walk home from her friend's house. Sure enough, her brother, less than 20 feet away, was with his new, hot, but incredibly vapid girlfriend."So you want to see them?" she heard the curvy blonde tease. Jessica realized the question was largely rhetorical. She wondered if the blonde could spell 'rhetorical' or use it in a sentence."Yes, please." Well,...

2 years ago
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Stolen Identity

Stolen Identity By Cheryl Lynn This work of fiction may be downloaded for personal use only. No authority is given for any other purpose without permission of the author. Any relationship between this story and actual events or people is purely by accident. If you do not like female domination or forced feminizations DO NOT READ. You have been warned so do not post derogatory comments. Comments of a constructive nature are always welcome at [email protected]. Stolen...

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Stolen Identity II

Stolen Identity II This is a work of fiction and any relationship to real life is purely accidental. The story may be down loaded for personal pleasure only and any other use strictly forbidden without the author's permission. Story contains forced feminization, forced sex and domination. If such stories are not to your liking, DO NOT READ. You have been warned therefore forget making derogatory comments unless they concern grammar or inconsistencies in plot. For the...

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Stolen Years

Stolen Years Ryan tapped at the door. The bounce in his step as he'd walked through the front garden was evidence of his excitement at finishing his course. He'd been studying history at a London university and would soon be teaching it himself. As part of the course he'd taken a placement as a teaching assistant in a secondary school. That's how he met Julie. She wasn't the brightest student and didn't seem interested in history or even pay attention in class and her behaviour...

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Stolen Stepsister

His mother was supposed to return before the movers came but she had decided to extend the honeymoon for unknown reasons, leaving Wesley to move into his new home on his own. All Wesley knew was that he had a new sister, around the same age as him. He had seen her at the wedding but they had barely spoken. She stayed in a corner by herself playing on a handheld gaming system. The wedding was small enough that it was doubtful she had been able to invite any of her friends to attend. Wesley had...

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Stolen Ideas

After being accused of stealing someone else's idea you end up being cursed for it. From now on, any idea you express will be immediately stolen by those who hear it and they wont ever know that it came from you in the first place. However, you might realize that it's not much of a curse if they do so no matter how weird your idea is in the first place... RULES: Ideas can only be stolen if clearly expressed as being an idea (whether through context or by starting your sentence with 'I have an...

Mind Control
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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

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...

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Antheas baby 1

“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...

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