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Amy Everett was a very pretty, 14 year old high school freshman. She was on the thin side, tallish, at five-eight, long blond hair, peaches and cream complexion, and pert, tomato sized breasts. Yes, every young boy’s wet dream was Amy Everett. For all this, she was quite shy because of a stutter which made her very self-conscious.

Amy’s father had been abusive to her mother, so her mother and Amy, an only child, left their middle class suburban home and found an apartment on the wrong side of the tracks in the city. As Amy’s mother was a low level secretary, it was all they could afford. Amy would be transferring to the city school in the fall, but our story begins in mid-June.

At first, Amy stayed at home most of the time. She realized that she stood out like an orchid in a radish garden in this ghetto, and didn’t like to draw attention to herself. Staying home alone got very boring for a young girl, however, so Amy began to venture down the block to the outdoor basketball court to watch. One of the everyday players was a tall, well-built, fifteen year old black boy. He wasn’t the best player, by far, nor the most handsome, but he was very genial and obviously an outgoing favorite of the group.

So, most afternoons with fair weather would find Amy leaning against the chain link fence to watch the games. One day, after the game had concluded, the tall black boy stopped by Amy as he left the court. “Hi, I think you live in my building,” He said.

“I d-don’t know.”

“Yeah, I saw you leaving the building with your mother the other day. Oh,” he laughed, “pardon my manners. I’m Thomas, Thomas Arris.” He extended his hand to shake.

Amy met his eyes, briefly, and shook his hand with a shy grin on her face. “Hi.”

“And what’s your name?” he asked.

“Amy Ev-Everett.”

“Well, I’m headed home to take a shower. Will you walk with me?” A my was very nervous, but he seemed to be friendly and safe so she nodded and fell in beside him. As they walked, Thomas asked where she was from, what grade she was in, and generally carried the conversation over her mostly one word answers. They learned that Amy lived on the second floor of her building, and Thomas on the third.

It was a hot day, so, as they started up the stairs, Thomas asked Amy if she would like to come up to his place for lemonade. He explained that his mother was working so there was no one home. She was hesitant to be alone with him, but he was so friendly, and she was lonely, so she decided it would probably be safe to go with him.

In the kitchen, Thomas poured each of them a tall glass of lemonade and led her to his bedroom where he laid out some clothes, grabbed a towel, and told her he wouldn’t be long in the shower. Amy sat on the boy’s bed as there was no chair in the room. A few minutes later, Thomas strode back into the room naked, wiping the towel back and forth across his back. Amy was startled and looked down at the floor, her face reddening. She couldn’t stop the small smile creeping across her face though. It was a little funny, after all, him being so nonchalantly naked. She also couldn’t help stealing glances at his formidable equipment. Amy had never seen a cock except in pictures. It was handsome, magnificent even, she decided. Although she was embarrassed, she was glad he hadn’t covered himself. As he stood wiping the rest of his body he recommenced their conversation. What was her favorite school subject, what did she like on TV, etc. While he talked, Amy couldn’t resist taking longer looks at his nakedness. She enjoyed it and he didn’t seem to mind. Then he sat on the bed beside her and wiped his feet dry. Would she like some more lemonade? Yes, she would, thanks.

Thomas stood and walked to the kitchen in all his naked glory, much to Amy’s pleasure. She took a long look at his ass cheeks as he left the room. She was further impressed. She wondered how long he was going to stay naked, and she wondered if she should excuse herself and leave. But she didn’t want to leave. This was the most pleasant thing that had happened to her since she and her mother had moved here. When he returned with her lemonade, he smiled and passed the glass to her. Their eyes met briefly before her eyes dropped to his cock again. He touched her shoulder for balance as he sat back down beside her on the bed. The touch was like an electric current radiating throughout her body. She had never been more excited than she was sitting with this naked black boy.

Thomas asked her what she liked to read and Amy told him about her love of science fiction. It turned out that he shared her literary tastes and they casually discussed their favorite authors. As they talked, Amy came to staring at his lap more and more openly. She liked it and he didn’t seem to mind. When the conversation began to run down, Amy began to worry about what awkwardness might ensue if she stayed any longer. So, she thanked him for the lemonade and told him she had to go home.

Thomas said he was glad they had met and he had enjoyed their talk. Maybe she could come back with him tomorrow after basketball and they could talk some more? Yes, she would like that. He escorted her to the door with his hand on her back. At the door, as she turned toward him, he put out his hand to shake, just inches from his cock. She took his hand with a big smile and a long, final look at his cock which was twitching slightly. She hoped she would see it again tomorrow.

When she got home, Amy went straight to her bedroom and tugged her shorts and panties off and lay on her bed. She began to rub her wet pussy feverishly, as she pictured a big black cock in her mind’s eye. She couldn’t wait until tomorrow and hoped Thomas would be so open again about his nudity. This was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her and she wanted desperately for it to happen again.

The next afternoon, after the game ended, Thomas again approached Amy at the fence, smiling broadly. “Hi, Amy.”

“Hi T-t-thomas.”

“Shall we go have a lemonade?”

“I’d like th-that. Th- thank you.” Their eyes met as Amy smiled sweetly. She noticed, again, that he never mentioned her stutter, and she silently thanked him for it. It helped her feel somewhat at ease with him. When they reached Thomas’ apartment, the routine was the same as the previous day. Amy followed Thomas into his bedroom with her lemonade and sat on his bed while he laid out some clean clothes. After he left, she repeated to herself quietly, ‘Oh, do it again, do it again, do it again!’

Fate or the gods answered in the affirmative, as Thomas returned to the room naked, rubbing the towel across his back. She caught her breath momentarily and smiled, staring openly at his large, dangling cock. As she looked up at his eyes, she saw that he was smiling back at her and her smile widened. She thought, ‘He likes me to look at it. But I like looking at it even more.’ She giggled just a bit at that.

“You like?” He asked. She laughed quietly and said, “Yes,” softly.

“Good. Then we’re both happy.”

Thomas sat down beside her on the bed and wiped his feet dry. Then he tossed the towel onto the floor. “So, have you read I Robot? By Asimov?”

“Oh, yes. Th-that’s one of m-my all-t-time f-favorites.”

“Me too.” Amy was now openly staring at his cock. She had decided that, what the heck, she liked it and so did he, so why not.

“You can hold it if you’d like.”

“Oh, I sh-shouldn’t.” She protested, meekly.

“Why not? You obviously want to, and I’d like it too.”

“You won’t t-try anything else?”

“Oh, Amy, of course not. We’re friends aren’t we?”

“I g-guess.” She reached out very slowly and took his cock in her hand. She wasn’t sure whether it was her hand making it shake, or whether it was shaking on its own. As it started to stiffen, she began to squeeze it a bit. She decided she liked the feel of it very much.

“If you would move your hand up and down on it, it would feel really great for me. If you wouldn’t mind, of course.”

“I w-wouldn’t m-mind,” she said as she began to stroke it slowly.

“And, if you wouldn’t mind, it loves to be kissed.” Since that’s exactly what Amy was thinking of doing, she bent over and kissed the head.

“Girl, I think I’m going to fall in love with you. Can you kiss it again, maybe a French kiss?”

“You m-mean with my t-tongue?”

“Yes, your tongue and your mouth.”

She decided quickly that he was leading her right where she wanted to go, so she bent over and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before sucking it into her mouth. It felt so decadent, so sexy, so awesome, she thought.

“You like sucking it don’t you, Amy?” She reluctantly took it out of her mouth long enough to say, “Yes, I l-like it. Is it g-going to spurt?”

“Yes, in a few minutes. I think you’ll like it when it does. It doesn’t hurt and it doesn’t taste bad. Some girls like the taste.”

“So, after I t-taste it, I sh-should just s-swallow?”

“Exactly! You’ll like it, I promise.”

“Okay.”

Thomas explained to her that the most sensitive part of his cock was right around the base of the crown, at its widest point, and she should move her lips up and down over that part of it if she wanted to make it spurt. She asked, “Do you w-want me to m-make it spurt?”

“Oh, yeah! That’s the ultimate.”

“Th-then I w-want to p-please you, so you w-will let me do it again.”

She liked sucking this cock. She liked it a lot. It was so sexy. Imagine what her girlfriends back at her old school would say if they knew she was sucking this gorgeous big black cock all the way. And with that thought, she got what she wanted, spurt after spurt, which she swallowed as quickly as she could, but saving a little at the end so she could savor the taste; Not bad at all, she decided.

She sat up and looked into his eyes, smiling. “D-did I d-do it good?”

“Girl, you did it perfectly. Just perfectly.”

“I l-like d-doing it. Can I d-do it again?”

“Sure you can, but we have to wait for a few minutes and give it a rest.”

“Okay.”

“Amy, can I kiss you?”

She giggled. “Yes. If you p-promise I c-can s-suck it again.”

“I promise.” He knew he had just struck the mother lode; a beautiful young girl who loves to suck cock. He would have promised her anything.

Thomas reached down and took Amy’s face in his hands and kissed her, intruding his tongue into her mouth. At first she recoiled a bit, surprised by the tongue, but then she relaxed and sucked on it. This was very nice, she thought.

“Amy,” he said, “I like my girls to talk dirty sometimes. Can you do that for me?”

“D-do you have other g-girls?”

“Yes, I have a couple other girls I fool around with sometimes. Do you mind?”

“No, I g-guess not. But c-can we k-keep d-doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“You know, w-what we j-just did.”

“Say it, Amy. What did you just do?”

She caught on then and replied, “I s-sucked your c-cock.”

“Now that’s what I like to hear. Keep it basic, Amy, I love it like that.”

“I l-like sucking your b-big black c-cock.” She followed this with a big toothy grin, hoping she had pleased him, and getting aroused at talking dirty. She decided she liked it very much.

“And what then, Amy?” He prodded.

“And s-swallowing your d-delicious c-cum.”

“Oh, girl you are my dream girl, a real cum slut.”

“Are the other g-girls c-cum sluts, too?”

“Yes. Would you like to meet them?”

“I g-guess so. W-what would we d-do?”

“Well you could share sucking my cock, for one thing. Wouldn’t you like that?”

“You m-mean we would w-watch each other s-suck it?” Amy was getting further aroused as she pictured this.

“Yes. Greta likes people to watch her suck my cock? Wouldn’t you like someone to watch you?”

“M-maybe.”

“Well, we’ll try it. With you and Greta, and maybe Janine would join in too.”

“Three g-girls and just one c-cock?”

“Oh, don’t be selfish, Amy,” he admonished, smiling. “I’ll make sure you get a mouthful of cum at least once. Okay?”

She laughed. “Okay. J-just remember you p-promised.”

“And if you suck me real good, I’ll let you watch me fuck one of the other girls. Would you like that?”

She giggled, and her eyes got big. “Really?”

“And if you like what you see, maybe I’ll fuck you too.”

Amy could feel juices running down her leg, overflowing her panties. “And the other g-girls would be watching you f-fuck me?”

“Yes. That excites you doesn’t it, Amy? People watching you do sexy things?”

“I d-don’t know. I’ve never d-done anything like that. But I l-like to th-think about it.”

“That’s good, because if you want to keep sucking my cock, you’re going to have to let people watch you do sexy stuff. That’s fair, isn’t it?”

She swallowed hard and uttered a meek “Yes.” Oh, she wanted to do that. She had always wanted to do that. How did he know she had always wanted other people to watch her do sexy stuff? She screwed up her courage and asked, “So, w-when can I sh-share your c-cock with the other g-girls?”

“You’re anxious for that, aren’t you Amy? Tell me what you want and I can make it happen.”

She hesitated for just a moment. “I w-want those g-girls to see me s-suck your c-cock and swallow your c-cum.” She wore a sheepish grin then, shocked at what she had just said.

“Excellent. I think we’ll be doing that tomorrow afternoon. So, just to hold me over ‘til then, why don’t you suck me off again. And keep the cum in your mouth this time until you can show me you’re gargling it before you swallow. And maybe you can gargle it for the other girls tomorrow, too”

Amy shuddered with deep erotic arousal. “Yes, I want that,” she said.

“And you shall have it, and more.”

Within minutes of waking the following morning, Amy was horny. This was to be a very big day in this young girl’s life and she was more excited than she had ever been. The day dragged on and she barely managed to keep from seeking orgasm with her hands. She wanted to avoid doing that so she would be maximally turned on and courageous in what she would do in front of those other girls. She wanted to be nasty and she wanted them to see her being nasty.

Finally, it was time, and as Amy approached the basketball court, she saw two black girls leaning against the fence. She, too, leaned against the fence about twenty feet away. When Thomas came off the court he came to the two girls first and stopped to talk while waving to Amy to join them. As Amy joined them, she noticed both girls were scowling a bit. She did not feel welcome. Thomas introduced Greta and Janine to Amy and they both warily shook hands. Greta was a very petite girl, perhaps five feet tall, of light chocolate complexion, and quite pretty. Janine was a few inches taller, a bit chubby, and very dark brown with a baby doll face.

Janine said to Thomas, “I suppose white girl is going to replace us as your sluts?”

Sensing possible trouble, Amy spoke up quickly. “I’m n-not replacing anybody. I just w-want to j-join you all, if you d-don’t mind. T-thomas says we all l-like the s-same things.”

“So,” Janine said, “are you telling us you’re a slut, too? He likes to call us sluts, you know.”

“I know. And maybe I am. I know I like sex a lot.” Amy laughed, and both of the black girls smiled at that.

When they got to Thomas’, he laid out his clothes and headed for the shower. The black girls started taking off their clothes. Amy was shocked. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“Stripping,” said Janine. “What does it look like?” Amy just stood watching them. “Doesn’t Thomas like to see you naked?” asked Greta.

“I -ddon’t know. I’ve n-never b-been naked with him b-before.”

“You can take our word for it,” Janine said, “Thomas likes his sluts naked. If you wanna please him, you better strip, and quick.”

Amy shrugged and started quickly pulling off her clothes. She was beginning to get butterflies in her stomach. And, she decided, she was going to prove to these girls that she could be just as slutty as them. Once she was naked, she began to fidget and watch the other girls excitedly.

Just then, Thomas walked back into the room naked and broke out in a broad smile when he noticed Amy was naked just like the other girls. “Well, isn’t this a pretty sight?” He looked around and then sat at the lower corner of the bed. He wiped his feet on the towel as Greta and Janine got on their knees to each side of him. He waved to Amy. “Amy, why don’t you get right between them, sweetheart.”

Amy giggled excitedly as she dropped to her knees between his legs. Then Thomas said, “Since you’re in the middle, Amy, why don’t you hold my cock and share it with the other girls. You can suck it a little first.”

Amy didn’t hesitate. She licked the crown a little then sucked it into her mouth. Then she bobbed her head up and down as she sucked hard on every back stroke. “Easy, Amy, leave some for the other girls.” Amy took the cock out of her mouth and laughed nervously. Then she looked at Greta and pointed the cock at her. As Greta began to suck, Amy thought this was the most exciting thing she had ever done. It was so very decadent, sharing a beautiful black cock with two other girls. She was so happy to be one of Thomas’ sluts. She turned the word over and over in her mind. ‘I’m a slut. We’re all sluts. I’m going to be his best slut.’ Strange, she thought, slut was a bad word where she came from, but now she loved being a slut. It was so very, very sexy. And it felt good to belong to this cadre of sluts.

For the next few minutes, Amy passed the cock amongst the three of them, hanging on the edge of orgasm as she thought about sharing spit and pre-cum amongst these new friends. Then Thomas said, “Okay girls, who wants the first load of cum?” All three shouted, “Me!” and laughed.

“Well, I think it would be fitting and proper to cum in the new girl first, to make her feel welcome.” Amy laughed as she took the cock into her mouth and proceeded to use everything he had taught her about how to make him cum. It was only about a minute before she felt the first spurts. She angled her head so it would not go down her throat. She sucked hard until she was sure she had it all. Then she opened her mouth wide to show it on her tongue and then started to gargle as she turned her head slowly back and forth so Thomas and both of the other girls got a good look. She ended the performance with a few exaggerated swallows, making the cum disappear.

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It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

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Bettys Garden

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

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Her Place in the Garden

The warm sun rained down on me as I knelt in my garden. The fresh smell of flowers and bushes combining with the peaceful tranquility of moving the garden dirt around with my shovel. As I squatted doing my daily morning chore, Cynthia peered over her wood picket fence and gave a snort. "Think she'll finish on time this go around?" Florence looked me over, inspecting my progress before checking her stop watch. "Its gonna be close. She still hasn't even put in the Azalias." Oh fuck I...

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Anne gets spanked by old gardeners

I’m Anne a 36 year old housewife, married for 14 years. Just after we married we lived in a quiet suburban area near York. This story is about what happened just after I married my husband Eddie. I was only 23 and at the time I had shoulder length blonde hair, a good figure with 34DD boobs which looked even bigger because of my slim waist.After six months of marriage I lost my job and Eddie suggested I take a break from working and stay home for a while before looking for another job, which I...

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Enchanted Garden

The music and loud voices of numerous people was making my headache. I was at a friend’s 10th Anniversary party. I’d been here for almost 3 hours now. It wasn’t as If I wasn’t having fun, I was. But, spending this much time in a crowded, noisy room could make anyone’s head spin. I needed a breath of air. My friend had a wonderful rose garden in her back yard. She had gotten stonewalls surrounding the garden and a few Victorian benches to lounge in. She even had a stone fountain in the middle...

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mom fucked by gardener

visit on www.papahaxx.com to see real porn stories like these and newly updates sex gallery videos etcMr. Satish Reddy 47 years of age was popular as a Granite King. Heowned quite a few quarries in Southern Andhra Pradesh. His quarriesyielded best quality of Granite which was exported world wide. Helived in a majestic Bunglow in the peaceful locality of SrinagarColony in Hyderabad with his 43 years old wife Mamta Reddy and 20years old son Jagan Reddy.It was first of week of January 2006. His 22...

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Ramola And The Gardener

visit on www.papahaxx.com to see real porn stories like these and newly updates sex gallery videos etcMr. Satish Reddy 47 years of age was popular as a Granite King. Heowned quite a few quarries in Southern Andhra Pradesh. His quarriesyielded best quality of Granite which was exported world wide. Helived in a majestic Bunglow in the peaceful locality of SrinagarColony in Hyderabad with his 43 years old wife Mamta Reddy and 20years old son Jagan Reddy.It was first of week of January 2006. His 22...

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Hard WinterChapter 2 Autumn A Thief in the Garden

It was the first week of October 2013, I was working in the garden of my cottage on the edge of the Yorkshire Wolds near the coast. I hate gardening, always have done, but after last winter when potatoes reached £120 a pound on the black market, I decided that turning the garden, and a bit of the field behind the garden, with the agreement of the farmer who owned it, into a large vegetable patch was prudent. I was lifting the last of my potato crop and storing them for use during the winter....

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A Bunny In The Garden

“Hi, Mrs. Greenberg, I’m Allie, I’m here to do the weeding!” I smiled brightly at the tall, gray-haired woman in the dark blue gown that opened the door to the mansion. The way she looked me up and down spoke volumes, and when her eyebrow went up and she declared in a rather posh voice, “I expected someone… different, I was rather pleased with Pablo’s work,” I readied myself for a taxing day. “I know I’m not Pablo, but he left me instructions what I need to do.” I held up my laptop to make my...

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Live Ornaments for my Garden

We stood in the garden now that had recently been landscaped all it was missing were some garden ornaments and now I had three. In the garden were three holes freshly dug and there was a supply of fast drying concrete ready to be poured. Sadie was first, she was Janes daughter. She was just 23 years old nice big tits and a big mouth just right for what I had planned for her. I told her to strip naked, she looked at me horrified as I explained what was going to happen. Each of them would...

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Bree 9 Wifes Unexpected Encounter in the Garden

by rodeotexas April 2012 Genre: wife, 1st time, dog, donkeys, girlfriends In telling a story as complex as this and to do so in a timely manner, I had to use the first person, second person and third person to adequately describe the events. My wife Lydia and I met while in the university in Colorado working on our undergraduate then graduate degrees. We have been married for four years now and we live near a mountainous tourist/resort town not far from where we went to...

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Eve Explains Listens and Leaves the Garden

 Eve explains, listens and leaves the garden. “I didn’t do anything wrong for our marriage but I let my guard down once and Tim saw me do it. It was a charity event put on by the company he works for; a formal affair to benefit local groups.”“Are you talking about the Black and White Ball? I was there.” John cocked his head in curiosity.“Yes. It’s wonderful, isn’t it? Everyone dresses up. The women are beautiful, the men are handsome, and the atmosphere is so welcoming.” Eve brightened slightly...

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Spying on neighbor grandma pissing in her garden

Today something great and very special happen to me. I saw my old lady neighbor pissing in her garden. About 5m far from me. I didn't seen her cunt, but saw her naked ass, and pussy over panties. There is a high grass, so she had to be in some middle standing pose. Her ass was in height of my cock. As she pose for fuck behind. I wank on her for about 15 years. I love her ass when she is bent down working in garden. It is most beautiful ass I ever seen. She never wear pants. Only skirts.I was in...

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Sex in the back garden

After our 4 some with Dan and Lou (see The House Warming) nothing happened for a while. We saw a lot of each other and caught glimpses of them walking around naked in their house and having sex.In fact meeting them seemed to reduce mine and Pete's inhibitions as we now often walked around the house naked. It is really liberating.At about 10 am one sunny morning I was in the kitchen totally naked having a cup of tea when the door bell rang. I could not answer due to my state of undress. Suddenly...

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The Witch in The Garden

The Witch in The Garden By Teddie Jim looked out of the kitchen window, which overlooked his garden. The sun was just setting, and the colors of the flowers were brilliant. He went back to putting away the day's dishes, and looked out the window again. Now, there was a figure in the garden, a figure of a woman. He looked closer, and her back was to him. How did she get there, he wondered? There's a high, thick hedge all the way around the garden. And, the only gate is locked. Jim...

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A Hot Day In The Garden

My “auntie” Carole asked me around to have a look at a tree in her garden that she needs cutting right back and the rubbish removed. She is not my proper auntie but an old friend of my mother’s, who over the years she had got as close to the family as any of my proper aunties. Her hobby is tending her lovely garden and as I have a pick up truck I agree to help. In her mid-fifties she is only 15 years older than me, and is a slightly tubby lady, with a bubbly character and we get on like a house...

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Love in Jasmine Garden

I hope you have read my earlier Incidence… this happened few years back during my first trip to India. As I landed India from Kuwait, I thought of spending my vacation, meeting all my old friends. I am well built & tall and was 25 then. I called up my friend & I told him that I will be there for the weekend. So I reached Mangalore & there after drove around 1 hour to reach my friends village. I reached early morning on Friday & met with his family members. My friend had a big old house with the...

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The Torture Garden

************************************************************************* Note to readers: First and foremost to the people that have written kind comments for my stories. I would like to thank you. Considering the time and effort I put into my stories it warms my heart to get some feedback.....I happily accept typing errors.....but! To my critics I was tempted to say "Fuck You!" but I want to qualify this. First off you need to bear in mind IT'S NOT REAL LIFE! I was...

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Samantha Gardener

SAMANTHA GARDENER "You think you're so smart and beautiful," she spat, "but inside you're as plain and stupid as the rest of us!" I took this as something of a compliment, ignoring the second half of her accusation, and brushed a lick of hair back off my face. "If you'll calm down," I said, "you'll realise that my decision is the only correct one." Samantha Gardener had tears down her fat cheeks, dying her eyes a vile red, horribly visible, even through her glasses. She ran her...

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Tim and Abbie 34 The garden

Spring came upon them as a soft, warm breeze.  Offering delights for all.  For some special ones, sexual enchantments also, which they share with ones they love.  Open windows to let the gentle wind in does lead to libidos charging.  Morning moans fill the air in concert with the birds chirping.It is a couple of weeks since the evening visit from Abe.  Abbie and Tim are getting into a nice routine for work and play.  They have kept to themselves a good deal, but that is what happens at the...

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The Gardener

Bailey surveyed the landscape he had tended for some 37 years. He had wandered into the Henderson Estate, a s*******n year old black k** going nowhere in particular, and asked for a job. Mr. Henderson put him to work with old Rawlings, the gardener, and the rest, as they say, is history.When Rawlings retired, Bailey just carried on by himself. He discovered he had a natural talent for, 'things natural.' He loved working the soil and seeing the results of his hard labour in flower blossoms from...

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Elizabeths Garden

The world of this story is quite similar to our own, but of course still very different. After all, true futanari don't exist in our world, and the repercussions for any children born of incest are quite high. But this world is one where any such lust has no longer any consequence, if you know where the gardens are. Elizabeth's Garden is a haven for the sexual desires of only women. Men are unable to find this garden, and even if they did manage to stumble upon it, they would not find what they...

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Rebeccas Garden

Becky and I had celebrated our eighteenth anniversary in April...if you want to call it that.   There wasn't much of a celebration.   We had grown so distant that neither one of us seemed to care anymore.   She had submersed herself in her work.   I was between jobs looking for employment in another town not really caring if I had to commute or even relocate.   We had little time for each other.   Little did I know, it was all about to change dramatically.   Her birthday had come and gone...

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Eve in the Marital Garden

Weeds in the Marital GardenWhen Eve returned from John’s condo, she and Tim hugged and cried and then spread out the spring rolls and Kung Pao chicken she’d brought. They talked openly about the secrets of his sex life. She was shocked to learn Tim masturbated daily and he’d had more orgasms with himself over the ten years of their marriage than he did with her. She fully expected he masturbated with the same frequency she did. Perhaps a couple of times a month.“Be honest with me. Why are you...

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Eve Flees and Finds a Different Garden

Eve Flees Eve had an almost sleepless night. Drifting between short naps and long periods of drowsy thinking, Eve realized she couldn’t face Tim in the morning; not after seeing him last night with his dick in his hand and another woman watching him masturbate.She texted John at five in the morning. Bfst ur place?Where else could she turn except John? She couldn’t go to her family or her friends. None of them could ever know. There’s no recovery from knowing this information about Tim. Even in...

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Chelseas Garden

Parker was having a ho-hum day when he got the call. One minute he had been absent-mindedly doodling on a legal pad and half-watching clips from The Deadliest Catch on his computer, and the next minute a young woman with an unusual voice had his total attention. She asked for a consult — the sooner the better — and Parker happily acquiesced. ‘How did you come to hear about me?’ ‘You were recommended to me by my parents, actually. The McCluskeys, George and Anna.’ The voice was bubbly yet...

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Goddess Royal Garden

AN: All characters are 18 years or older. Damn, this took a bit of thinking on what exactly I wanted this story to be for while. Originally it was titled "Your Princesses" and was going to be a 2nd Person POV story. Also the character you become would be named Morgan Godfrey who other possible writers for the story could set up as a male/female human or some other race like elf or something. But, some new ideas I thought of weren't fitting that original story. So, here we are, a 3rd Person...

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Visitors while Naked in the Garden

Tess is my wife of 20 years and she loves to strip off all her clothes at home and tan in the sun around the pool or simply tend to her organic veg garden in the nick. The c***dren are out of the house and we are free to do as we please. We love stripping off on the weekends and spend all our time naked. This leads to some really sexy times especially when Tess has just shaved her lovely pussy, this I can’t resist. It is fortunate that we stay on a small farm in a peri urban environment.One...

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Visitors while Naked in the Garden

Tess is my wife of 20 years and she loves to strip off all her clothes at home and tan in the sun around the pool or simply tend to her organic veg garden in the nick. The c***dren are out of the house and we are free to do as we please. We love stripping off on the weekends and spend all our time naked. This leads to some really sexy times especially when Tess has just shaved her lovely pussy, this I can’t resist. It is fortunate that we stay on a small farm in a peri urban environment.One...

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Cherries in the Garden

Artemis Lunar Base August 7, Year 3 Blake "So, rookie, you ready to lose your cherry?" Sergeant Hulegu asked, as they took their seats in the briefing room with the rest of the squad. Private Ed Blake, newly minted Confederacy Marine, struggled not to roll his eyes. "I spent my whole adult life in the U.S. Army, most of it as an NCO, with three combat tours. No disrespect, Sarge, but you don't need to treat me like some dumb kid. It's just scooping up some civilians, how hard can it...

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Sword Saint a New StartChapter 48 Sorry about your garden

There was a rude pounding on my door, the sun had not even crested the horizon yet. "Who is it and what do you want?" I called from my bed while I wiped the sleep from my eyes. "Damn your eyes man! What did you do to my garden?" Shouted an inconsolable Lord Grant. I dressed and loosened my sword before opening the door. The effete Lord Grant was fuming. His face was flushed with rage, I thought that he was about to attack me with the defoliated twig in his hand. I saw Chandra peek out...

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The Gardener

It started off as a shopping trip. The weekend weather was due to be amazing and we had no commitments. Let's make a weekend of it and book a hotel, she said. The leisurely stroll round the shops turned into a few drinks and a bite to eat. It was time to book into the hotel before we got toowasted to remember anything. The hotel was smart, the room big and being on the ground floor we had patio doors leading onto a small paved area and into the well stocked gardens. We decided to grab an...

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The Rose Garden

?to dad: THE ROSE GARDEN the roses in the backyard have become terribly overgrown, so much so that they are now just one big mass of thorns and blooms. all fall, dad kept telling me to prune them but even with gardening gloves on the thorns poked and pricked me and i hated it so i never did it and they just grew and grew. it is spring now and he is mad. he made me take off all my clothes and sit naked in the middle of the patch. after climbing through into the middle, i am scraped and...

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Garden

© Copyright 1999 by E. Z. Riter The attached work of fiction is intended to be entertainment for adults in locations in which it is legal. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read. This is a copyrighted work. Reposting or any other use strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder, except may by posted as part of a review or posted to free-access, non-commercial archive sites. Finally. The first warm day of spring. And, it was a Saturday. I was...

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Rose My Italian Gardener

Thursday, May 2006, U Penn Campus, Philly She was on all fours as her hands worked the rich soil, and her rear end, clad in tight, green cotton chinos, seemed to be trying to wave at me as she inched her way down the flower bed directly across the lawn from my bench. I was sitting in one of my favorite spots on campus, a small green space shoehorned between Brown Hall, home to the Philosophy Department and my book lined office, and the newer and more regal Kennedy Building, home of the now...

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Secret Garden

After Lizzy arrived at the exclusive resort where she would be spending the following week, she did a reconnaissance of the establishment to find a private spot where she could sunbathe in the nude, determined to get an all-over tan. The resort was encompassed by an enormous garden with delightful nooks and crannies. It was in one of these little alcoves that Lizzy found her secret garden. Lizzy was very impressed by the place her parents had recommended, and the ‘no children’ policy at the...

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