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Synopsis: Based around the true story of the Colt Family, a totally inbred family of 48 who were discovered by authorities in 2012 living in a commune in the Australian outback. Everyone was fucking everyone and none of the kids knew who their paternal fathers were - there were so many possibilities! (Google it)

Father Michael

It was a sunny and hot Tuesday afternoon. Father Michael parked his car at the end of the track, behind the barn as instructed. There were a few other vehicles there, an old pickup, two minibuses (equally old) and a few other vehicles. He was excited.

Father Michael was thirty years of age, quite a good-looking guy and he kept his body in trim with regular weights and exercise in the flat that he shared with Father Brian. Father Michael has been a Catholic priest for two years. He had joined the priesthood not through a love of the lord God but through a devious wish to be able to work closely with kids.

When he and Father Brian got a flat together and they had lived together a few months Michael discovered (through the history on Brian’s computer) that Brian was gay. Since then the two men had had sex together, mainly fondling and sucking, but Brian also liked Michael to fuck him, usually after they had consumed whisky and weed and watched some porn together.

To the church elders they were conscientious young priests who carried out their duties as required.

Father Michael had not shared with his friend, colleague and flatmate what had happened the previous day though. He found it hard to believe it had happened himself!

It had been a quiet day at his church. He had been at the back of the church when a girl had walked in, looking furtively from side to side although she hadn’t seen father Michael. Michael was transfixed. She was young, jet black, straight hair, shoulder length. Pretty, but in a somehow very sexual sort of way. She was very well tanned and the tan was easy to see because of what she wore. A lycra-spandex boob top, open at the bottom so it sort of hung over her tits, which were bare underneath and jiggled as she moved. Father Michael thought to himself that all a boy had to do was to put his hands up under it and — Father Michael was getting a hard-on and his breathing quickened as the girl made her way towards the front of the church.

Her back was bare. She wore a white micro-skirt in the same fabric as the top. The skirt was slung low on her hips. A chain belt was around her waist and Father Michael guessed it would hang down at the front. As she walked, the skirt raised and fell and he caught glimpses of bare ass cheeks.

He was mesmerized, took a quick look around him and squeezed his cock through his robe. He was fully hard by the time she reached the altar and she shouted a nervous “Hello?”

“I’m here, my child, behind you!” She turned, startled.

Father Michael hoped that his eyes weren’t visibly popping out of his head because it felt as if they were. The boob-top was almost see-through and he could see the nipples of her slightly upturned tits poking through the thin fabric. His eyes flicked downwards, over a flat, lightly-muscled belly to the micro-skirt with the silver chain belt hanging over it.

The chain had a silver snake hanging at the bottom which was in alignment with (he imagined) the juncture of her thighs. The skirt was so short it barely covered her crotch. The hemline was at the juncture of her slightly-muscled and tanned thighs and he imagined that as she walked through the city to get to the church she must have been flashing her knicker crotch as well. On her feet she wore white trainers which had seen better days.

Father Michael swallowed hard and forced his eyes upwards. He was rewarded by a nervous smile which lit up her face. The teeth were perfectly white and in contrast to the jet-black hair and tanned complexion.

“What, er, brings you here, my child?” he inquired.

His brain was a whirlwind.

“Confession, Father. I haven’t confessed to a priest in a long time,” she said, her hands were fidgeting and clasped, perhaps trying to cover the peeking knickers.

"The confessional is over there, my child, I’ll join you in a moment,” he managed to say, as he watched her make her way towards it; and fuck, yes! The cheeks of that ass were flashing his hungry eyes as she walked.

He had seen the gypsy sluts of the town walking around wearing next-to-nothing shorts and skirts and had a wank or two at night remembering the sights he had seen and wondering what their parents thought, letting them out on the streets dressed like sluts but none of them could match what this girl had dared to wear that afternoon.

He took his place in the confessional, the two of them separated by a small metal grille. He could only see the top of her bowed head.

“What is your name, my child,” he asked.

“It’s Esme," said a surprisingly low and sexual voice.

“And what can I do for you today, Esme?”

“I have sinned, Father. I need forgiveness, lots of forgiveness.”

“How have you sinned, my child?”

“I’ve been fucked, Father and I need forgiveness.”

Father Michael's cock twitched at hearing her say the word.

“We prefer not to use the fuck word in church, Esee. ‘Had sex’ would be the term to use, but go on.”

“Well, like I said I’ve been fucked. I’ve been fucked a lot, Father.”

Father Michael swallowed hard.

“Go on, my child — confess your sins to me.”

“Well Father, I live on this farm out of town, it’s a sort of commune, we’re all the same family see ... and ... well ... we fuck a lot together ... so I need forgiveness ... see?”

“I see,” said Father Michael.

His robe was up and he was gently squeezing the bulge of his cock through his favorite undergarment - black rubber scanty briefs. He swallowed hard.

“Go on, my dear, who have you had sex with?”

“Wi’ my brothers and uncles, Father. They all want to fuck me, see? But the thing is I fucking love all the fucking I get but then, suddenly, I realize that it’s not right, is it Father? For me to like get fucked by the men in my own family? I mean I just love getting fucked and on Fridays we have this orgy thing where the Paying Uncles get to come and fuck us and our moms and uncles too and I love that even more, dancing for the dirty old fuckers, letting them feel me up and fuck me, it’s not right, is it Father?”

“Ahem, what do you mean by Paying Uncles, Esme?”

“A few of us get all sexy-dressed and we walk around town. A couple of uncles are behind us at a distance. Of course, we get followed ‘cause us girls are wearing skimpy stuff, tops and tight shorts and the like and the boys the same — tight shorts showing their cute little arses and their cock-bulges," she continued, 

"The Uncles are a bit behind us and they look out for the dirty old men, well they’re often not that old actually, anyway they look out for the men that turn and follow us and then they proposition them, twenty quid deposit on the day, a hundred more on the Friday night, they get all the booze, weed whatever they want and they get to fuck whoever they want all night. They get the pick of any of us — that’s what I mean that I’ve got a lot to confess. Like today, I won six Paying Uncles today dressed like this, showing off my titties and flashing my knickers and my arse.”

“So, on a Friday night they go to your commune and get the pick?”

“Yeah. A lot of them fuck our mothers too because on a Friday they’re like dressed to please, you know? Fetish stuff — tits and ass hanging out of fetish stuff and our men and boys dress the same, the guys get the choice of who they want to fuck, of course.”

Father Michael could take no more. He bent over in his chair with his head between his legs.

“Fuck the Holy Mother of Jesus herself and cum up her ass while the boy Jesus wanks over me,” he whispered to himself as he pumped his spunk into his favorite, whisper-thin rubber briefs.

The spasms had just died away when her voice came back to him..

“What did you just say, Father?”

“I … er … was just saying a prayer for you, my child,” he managed.

“Oh! I thought I’d got you all randy and you just cum into your robe, Father? If you did, Father, I’d love to come next door into your bit and lick the filthy cream off of your cock and balls? I love scummy cocks and balls, 'specially if there’s cock cheese under your skin. Mama always told me that cock cheese is the Slut’s Caviar - that’s what she calls it. Do you want me to come next door, Father? I seen the look in your eyes when you saw me, same as all the other boys and men — you want to fuck me, Father — Fuck it I’m coming next door, I’ve always wanted to fuck around with a holy man of fucking God!”

Then, she was in with him, in the confessional! She stood, proud, massaging her nipples through the near-see-through top.

“Like my tits, Father? All the men like my tits, they suck ‘em, they lick ‘em and I love it! Men drooling over them, their fucking cocks standing like rock. I love the fucking effect I have on boys and men. But ‘specially the men, the dirty old men are my favorites. They don’t wash too good and I fucking love sniffing their dirty cocks and skinning them down and making a big show of licking their caviar. I don’ swallow, I just get it into my mouth, swirl it around a bit, savoring the taste and then drool it outta my mouth," she pronounced it ‘mouff’ ... "Onto my tits, wipe it over these tits (she squeezed them) and down, over my belly (her fingers traced a line down that fantastic belly). I just love the stink of sex and fucking and piss. You can piss on me too, Father? In my mouth, up my cunt, I love the squirting feel, and up my arsehole. The feel of my innards filled with piss is fantastic!”

Father Michael’s cock was trying to raise its head in the confines of the now-slimy rubber briefs.

“Want me to dance for you Father?, (that voice was so deeply sexual)

“I dance good, watch!”

The girl put her hands behind her head which had the effect of raising the hem of the skirt another inch and now Michael got a view that he hardly could believe. She was wearing a once-white satin thong and said thong was partially embedded in the deep cleft of a cameltoe cunt. The crotch was dirty and heavily stained

The girl (still with her hands behind her head) looked down where he was staring.

“I’m wet, Father. My cunt’s been drooling ‘cause I love showing off to the dirty old men, it makes me so fucking horny to see them lusting and knowing they want to fuck me. Do you like the look of it, Father? I’ve got a good cameltoe cunt, haven’t I Father? Watch me dance it for you. Open your legs so I can get close.

She moved closer and began an undulating movement in which she somehow managed to jerk her hips in a fucking motion while her tits had an up-and-down movement, seemingly as if her body was rubber. She moved closer so her cunt was almost on a level with his face.

“Can you smell me, Father? Can you smell my horny cunt. You can lick me if you want, and of course you’re going to fuck me, aren’t you, Father. You can’t resist, can you Father?”

Her movements became faster, even frenzied, he breathing fast and erotic as she became more aroused.

“I fucking love the effect I have on men. I want you to fuck me now Father!”

She dropped to her knees in front of him, slid his robe up his thighs.

“Oooh! I like your pants, Father. Nice and sexy and (she felt him up) and it feels squishy in there. Did I make you come? I did, didn’t I Father? You spunked your pants and you had to lie to me about praying.

The girl’s hands gently pulled the waistband down. Her face was in his groin as she revealed his cock.

“Oooh Father! You’ve shot a load for me right in your fetish knickers. It smells fucking georgeous, the smell of rubber and spunk!”

Father Michael’s cock lay up his belly, twitching uncontrollably as he watched her lift his balls and begin to lick and suckle at them. She grasped his cock as she licked her way up the shaft, wiping his semen over her face as she did so.

“Do YOU have any caviar, Father?” she breathed. “You have a wonderful cock, Father and I’m wondering when you last washed? I love the smell and taste of a filthy cock. I bet you wank a lot, Father. In your bed at night do you jerk off on images in your mind of fucking young girls - or maybe you like the boys as well, Father? Do you dream of licking and sucking boys as you wank in your bed at night, Father?”

His cock was now clean on the outside and at the top where the crown pushed out and she skinned it down a little and took deep sniffs, waggling it under her nose.

“I think you might have some, Father, I can smell it …. let’s take a look…”

She skinned it right back.

“Fuck, Father! Your cock is beautiful, just fucking beautiful! And look, you do have some under the head bit, in the ridge!

Ooh FUCK I love that fucking SMELL!” Her nose was at it again, sniffing …. and sniffing some more.

“It’s beautiful, Father, smells fucking fantastic. I love cheesy cocks, they smell like dead fish before you skin them back and then when you skin them back it’s like slitting open that dead fish’s belly and exposing the rotting guts. And licking yer tongue inside, it’s beautiful!”

Father Michael had flashes of himself in Hell, sitting alongside Satan himself while Satan watched and slowly wanked a huge, filthy-looking cock.

“Are you enjoying my lifestyle, Father Michael?” Satan said. “Because you know that you’ve crossed the line here, don’t you? I’ve got you hooked and you’re wriggling on my line now, Father. No going back to the ultra-clean-and-shiny jesus thing, you’re hooked on perversion and you won’t be able to repent now, you’re fucking about with me and not resisting so basically, you’re mine!”

Father Michael didn’t care. The girls pointy tongue was now licking under the glans and she was collecting his filth in her mouth. She stood up and bent right over him, her lips inches from his…

“Wanna kiss me, Father?” she breathed. “Wanna share your own filth in a dirty kiss?”

She didn’t wait for a reply, her mouth mashed down on his, her tongue flicking in and out, she was breathing fast and he was wanking as she kissed him, now deeply. He could smell his filth off of her mouth and he could taste it now, too.

The girl stood up suddenly. She stood with her legs apart and slid her middle finger up and down that beautiful cameltoe cunt, pushing the slicked satin further into the deep cleft.

“Take a look and a smell of my dirty knickers, Father. Lick them, yea, like that. Lick at them and take a deep smell of me.

Father Michael smelled, Father Michael licked. Father Michael’s nose pushed into that cameltoe.

He smelled. He licked.Then she hooked a thumb into the waistband and pulled the thong down. Her knee was trembling now, she herself was so excited…

“You’re working for Satan now, Father and He wants you to enjoy me. He wants you to have the illegal pleasures that jesus-fucking-christ has been denying you…

“Lick me out, Father Michael. Wipe your nose into my fucking dirty hole and enjoy the slime. Does it smell good? I was fucked last night and this morning, Father and I haven’t washed. My cunt smells of the rotting sperms, Father. I can smell it from up here. The fucking dirty stuff that was squirted up there last night and the night before and the night before that! Smells fucking gorgeous!

Ooooh, Father Michael! Lick me out! Lick that fucking smelly dirtbox clean! Ooh you’ve found my clit, my nubbin, my hooded lady, my clam, it’s big Father, it’s fucking erect just like your cock, lick it gently, oooh yea, gorgeous, let me skin it back for you, Father, you can taste my cunt cheese. Two fingers held her cunt open and she thrust it into his face, wiped it all over and just as he sucked her clit into his mouth she pulled his head into her cunt and began a wild thrusting, banging herself against his face as the cunt gushed slime into his mouth and she orgasmed, mewling like a kitten, gasping for breath.

Then she was on his lap, his cock was up her and his seven inches of thick meat was stretching that young cunt. She continued to buck on him and he put his hands up the flimsy top and kneaded those beautiful, upturned tits. The nipples were rock hard. She jerked on him so he could feel the head of his cock scraping the very top of the cunt.

“Oooh Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Yessss! She hissed at him “Squeeze my fucking teats, hard, squeeze those nipples I’m fucking cumming, oh Fuck! I’m pissing! I’m squirting. Fucking jesus! Your cock feels so fucking goood, Father. Oooh fuck Father say a few Hail Satans it’ll make you feel better, Father! You and me, we both belong to Satan and all the lust he gives us!” Jeasus is finished! Satan has you now, you’re feeling the warmth and lust, squirting your spunk up me, Father, fuck that filthy cunt!”



THE END OF CHAPTER ONE.

Do you want to find out what happens when Father Michael visits the commune? Will he tempt Father Brian to go with him? What will happen when he goes? These are all genuine questions I want some ideas for because chapter two hasn’t been written yet. I will work on your ideas so please give me your ideas!

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I met Michael after a rough relationship which had ended roughly in forced sex in which I lost my virginity. I'll tell you a bit about myself first, I'm part Native American and part white with dark mahogany hair, I'm about 5'5", with 38D Breast, 32 Waist, and 40 hips. Though not big nor small I call it average in weight. Michael isn't average in the least, he's 6'2" and Navtive american with black hair, dark chocolate eyes, and tanned skin. He was a sweet guy from the start and when things...

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A Proposition For Michael

Did you ever just know when you’re different from other people? I've always known that I liked men. However, I have a little crush on my stepfather. He's always been very supportive in my life. I have always thought that my parents have engaged in swinging adventures. They have wild parties sometimes where lots of things happen. Both seem to like both sexes. Although, they don't talk about these things with me. Whenever they've had parties, I usually will stay with friends. My mother was out of...

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TWO BUSINESS PARTNERS FOR MICHAEL

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual fetishes.” To my great pleasure I have learnt physically attractive, forty-five year old women can be wonderful sex partners. They have long lost any inhibitions, are sexually experienced, are able articulate what they want and very often have ripe,...

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TWO BUSINESS PARTNERS FOR MICHAEL

That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual fetishes.” To my great pleasure I have learnt physically attractive, forty-five year old women can be wonderful sex partners. They have long lost any inhibitions, are sexually experienced, are able articulate what they want and very often have ripe,...

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Helmut and Michael

Helmut was my work colleague, a man in his thirties, light brown hair, blue eyes, with a well-trimmed beard.We immediately got along very well, having the same way of working and, according to our first exchanges, having enough points in common.I had not paid too much attention to his private life, only knowing that from time to time a slightly younger man was waiting for him on the way out of work, accompanied by a Bulldog.A dog that looked ferocious but actually sweet as a sheep, because the...

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First Letters To Gails Husband Michael

Michael,Your wife wanted me to write this letter to you. She will not tell me if it is to punish you or to excite you. She has only said that if I won’t do this for her then she and I can not continue. I believe her. She is a determined woman so I will do what she says to maintain my access to her. So that I can continue to fuck her. Strong words I know, to hear from another man about your wife. But she has demanded them of me. Telling me that I must be brutally candid, as that is the...

3 years ago
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LimitsChapter 19 Senior Michael

"Michael, we need to talk," Joanna said as she licked my morning load off of her luscious lips. "Ooh ... okay," I said, getting my breath. Mom never failed to make my morning orgasm memorable. "What's on your mind?" "It's about you ... and your women," she said rising off the mattress to reveal her glorious new twin towers. "You're a man now, in every way, and you need to start accepting some more responsibility towards your actions." "Is this going to be another plea to be...

4 years ago
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Whatever Happen to Tommy Michaels

It was a foul-mouthed, drug addicted nightclub comic who said it best. He was the one who summed up the comedic career of Tommy Michaels whose career in show business effectively came to an end on a Friday in November in Dallas, Texas. The dirty-mouthed comic walked on stage two weeks after that horrific day in ’63 and when he did it was the first time he had appeared before a nightclub crowd since that tragic event. Since the innocence of America was taken away by an assassin’s bullet. The...

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Michael

One of the things I like most about writing for xnxx is getting fan mail from my readers. Most of my early responses were questions about my breasts. I'd jokingly described them as needing a heavy support bra. Let's clear the air on that. My breasts are pretty average. I usually wear size B bras when I wear bras. Being a nudist most of my life, hundreds of people have seen both my nipples and my pussy, and I like going braless. Recently I started corresponding with a reader who...

4 years ago
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The Plan for Michael

Michael and Julia sat on the couch of the publications office at their old high school. Michael raised his eyebrows at Julia. "You know how this goes," he told her. Julia blushed and climbed onto Michael's lap, and leans in for the kiss, tugging at her shirt. Michael grabs a handful of her short black hair and holds her head back, teasing her with sporadic pecks and licks. He rolls her over, pulls off her tank top, and bites her lip, pulling at it painfully.

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2 years ago
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THREE NEW CLIENTS FOR MICHAEL

After while, just as in any other employment, my assignments developed a pattern and a distinct demographic. I have had sexual assignations in most of the local five-star hotels. In most instances, the higher the floor level, the better the sex. Also the kinkier. Wealthy women in their forties - bored housewives and business women, some local, some from overseas, craving sexual excitement and satisfaction. Some of the more challenging assignments were females with their male partners. Often...

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THREE NEW CLIENTS FOR MICHAEL

After while, just as in any other employment, my assignments developed a pattern and a distinct demographic. I have had sexual assignations in most of the local five-star hotels. In most instances, the higher the floor level, the better the sex. Also the kinkier. Wealthy women in their forties - bored housewives and business women, some local, some from overseas, craving sexual excitement and satisfaction. Some of the more challenging assignments were females with their male partners. Often...

3 years ago
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My Chance With Michael

I met Michael after a rough relationship which had ended roughly in forced sex in which I lost my virginity. I’ll tell you a bit about myself first, I’m part Native American and part white with dark mahogany hair, I’m about 5’5′, with 38D Breast, 32 Waist, and 40 hips. Though not big nor small I call it average in weight. Michael isn’t average in the least, he’s 6’2′ and Navtive american with black hair, dark chocolate eyes, and tanned skin. He was a sweet guy from the start and when things...

3 years ago
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A Proposition for Michael

Did you ever just know when you're different from other people? I've always known that I liked men. However, I have a little crush on my stepfather. He's always been very supportive in my life. I have always thought that my parents have engaged in swinging adventures. They have wild parties sometimes where lots of things happen. Both seem to like both sexes. Although, they don't talk about these things with me. Whenever they've had parties, I usually will stay with friends. My mother was...

3 years ago
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Michaela

If you had told Michaela a month ago that she would be going to a occultist, she would have laughed at your face. If you had told her that she needed the occultist's help, she would have thrown a book at you. But Michaela was very different a month ago, and that is just the situation she found herself in. Michaela was a fairly typical American 16 year old. She went to high school, played soccer, and had very little clique of friends. She hadn't recently felt like she fit in with her...

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Michael

So Michael, the guy I was dancing with in the last story, called me the day after we met in the club. He asked if I wanted to go to dinner and a movie. I said yes of course! He is not the sort of person I would ever say no to, and the date was organised. I decided to wear a dress that was sexy, without being too revealing to go for the: “You might get it, if you try hard enough,” look. We went to dinner at a really nice restaurant, one of the nicest I have ever been to, and saw a very funny...

4 years ago
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Man named Michael

Once there was a man named Michael a very understanding man, patient and caring sometimes too caring would allow his giving nature allow for him to be taken advantage of ..... Money Dinners Clothes, way of living materialist things such as clothes , computers , movies, dinner, candle's buying into business ventures which led no where.Tired of such things made a conscious decision to never again allow such things to happen to him and set out in search of his missing puzzle piece that would make...

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TWO WOMEN FOR MICHAEL

I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock - ten inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual...

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TWO WOMEN FOR MICHAEL

I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock - ten inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual...

4 years ago
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Amity 5 CataclysmChapter 2 Michael

-- Earth time: 2057-- With trepidation, I flew to the island. I had barely survived the ten weeks of torture of working with Crystal. Now I was to spend an entire week with her in close confinement. The damn woman was one contradiction after another. I hoped this wasn’t a mistake, but the Professor had insisted that she was the best one to deliver the proposal and reluctantly I had to agree. When I was shown the suite, I was surprised by its opulence. I peeked into the rooms and determined...

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Weekend in St Michaels

Stephanie Your flight arrives in ten minutes and I’ve been waiting for half an hour already. I left much earlier than I needed to, but I wanted to make sure I was waiting for you when you got off the plane. We had planed this weekend together for months on chat, the details of how we would stroll the town, shop for mementos and mostly spend long hours enjoying each other. I had to make sure I was waiting for you, reassure you that I’d be there, that you had done the right thing in coming. So I...

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Penny Michaels

Author unknown.My name is Penny Michaels and I live with my aunt outside of Chicago. My life seemed to be pretty normal for a person who lost her parents at a very young age. I don’t really remember them very well and no one has really explained to me what happened to them. I’ve been dating a guy named Jim for the last several months and it seemed our relationship was starting to get serious. I was hoping he would pop the question soon and turn me into a bride.This all changed rather suddenly...

2 years ago
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Carla Michaels

Carla Michaels and her long-time friend, Jenny Banks were lying back on their lounge chairs, watching the two handsome young men playing in the pool. "Doesn't seeing them make you wish that you were twenty-five again?" Jenny said as she turned to Carla and it looked like her giant nipples were about to explode under her tiny, black bikini top. "God yes!" Carla moaned as she continued looking over both of the young men and their very toned bodies. "Just imagine what they could do to us...

3 years ago
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Keeping Up with the Carmichaels

So, instead of the leather pants she was going to wear, Linda opted to wear her school uniform: a green pleated skirt from freshman year that was entirely too short for her nowadays, and a white button-up shirt that was impossibly tight. A plan started to form in her mind. The Carmichaels needed her to stay overnight, and she knew Jimmy would be asleep by the time she got there. So she could Skype Kevin, and then she could give him a little show. He’d been so patient with her; when...

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Grandfathers Busty InternChapter 4

Shannon sidled across her bedroom, undoing the buttons on her blouse, thinking about what the night ahead had in store for her. She'd sucked her grandfather's huge cock a couple of times now, and tonight, he'd promised to fuck her with it. She couldn't wait. She stepped across to the bed and saw two large boxes lying on top of the covers, each one done up with a big colorful ribbon tied into a bow. One had a tag attached that said: "FOR DINNER TONIGHT" and the other said: "FOR...

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Fathers and Sons Suck at the Hunting Camp

My name is Jason, and at twenty-six years old I’m married and living in Savannah, Georgia, the town where I was born and raised. I still socialize with my childhood friends, Larry and Paul, who are also married, and I’ve recently been thinking about the experiences I had in my teens that influenced my hunger for sucking cocks and swallowing cum, that is still a source of enjoyment for me.My father, Colton, is an electrical contractor, and for as long as I can remember he’s gone deer hunting...

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Fathers Day Roast

Introduction: Wanting to supprise her father on fathers day Jessica decides to give him a meat-girl barbeque, but when the town butcher shop runs out of meat-girls Jessica find herself on the sharp end of the spit. Fathers Day Roast Story: #32 Copyright 2005 Written: June 12 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Mom? Jessica called out as she was...

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Fathers Day Taboo A Gemini Breeding Session

Introduction: After the Fathers Day/Birthday cookout, Richard, Olivia, the boys along with the Gemini twins and Lila all take part in a breeding orgy. The second & last part in the two-part series. Little slow going at first, but it picks up as it goes along. *********PART TWO: ALL IN THE FAMILY************* As we all got ready for what was about to be an exciting day, my son Julian called to wish me both a Happy Fathers Day & a Happy Birthday. So when are Damian and Lila coming over dad?...

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A Story for Michael

I opened my eyes and saw you standing in the bedroom door. Smiling sleepily, I pulled the covers away from my naked body and left the bed. Silently you watched me as I crawled across the floor. Since the day we met you expressed your fantasies of a naked woman crawling to you and giving you pleasure. I reached your feet, pausing to kiss the tops. My hands moved slowly up your legs, past your knees, lingering on your thighs, moving ever so slowly up under the hem of your short robe. Then I...

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sissy michael

Please don't make me open the door like this," Nicky begged to Angie. "Then you should have had your chores finished before I got home like I instructed. Don't keep Sonya waiting." Nicky slowly moved to the door as the bell rang again. Nicky could feel himself blushing as he opened the door. Sonya was standing on the porch and he could see the look of shock on her face. It's not like she didn't know about their relationship as Angie had told her all about it over cocktails on a few occasions....

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Vampire Michael

There she was standing at my door. Yes, she was young; indeed, barely sixteen years old but she was gorgeous. I just want to stop right here and give you a picture of what she looks like and who she is. Her name was Brianna and she lived next door to my house. Her parents had sent her over to pick up some sugar which they had needed for a birthday cake they had been making. Now I am betting that you knew what I was thinking, “Sure, I will give you some sugar but will you give me some of YOUR...

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2 years ago
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Fathers Day Taboo Gemini Surprise

Introduction: Richard gets a rather unexpected surprise for both Fathers Day and his birthday, then breeds his wife as his adult twins observe a potential breeding in progress. In honor of Fathers Day approaching, I thought it would be nice to throw in a little taboo story. NOTE: This story was re-edited. PART ONE: THE TWINS GIVE THEIR FATHER A HEADJOB, THEN THEY WATCH HIM BREED THEIR MOTHER IN HOPES FOR ANOTHER BABY. As a married and proud father of four adult children (two boys, ages 22 &...

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