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Hangover

Hangover: I woke next to a pool of vomit. I didn't realise that I had had that much to drink. I realised somehow I had got to bed. I had no idea how. I threw off the sheets to get up. Then I realised that I was dressed as a French maid. I had never even put on any women's clothes before. How could I describe this? It was like when I was learning to swim. I remember that I wanted to step slowly into the water but instead I was thrown in the deep end. I panicked and had...

4 years ago

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Hangover II

Hangover II: In the first part of this story I woke up to find my wife Marina had dressed me up as a French Maid and given me the name Mylene. I was now on my way to Hooters but unlike any of my previous visits I was dressed like one of the strippers. Suddenly it didn't seem such a fun place to walk to any more. Dressed the way I was I was really conscious of the wind blowing up my short skirt. Sometimes it seemed to lift it and I tugged down at it desperately. The wind did...

2 years ago

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Hangover III

Hangover III: In the second part of this story I had been taken on as a maid by Kate at Hooters. I finished cleaning Dave and Mike's table when I noted Pete at the next table. As I went over to clean Pete's table I saw Mike go over to Kate. There wasn't anything I could do about that now but I would try a different tack with Pete. I was worried what would happen with Pete. I normally sat with him and he looked like he recognised me. "Don't I know you?" his eyes seemed to...

2 years ago

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Hangover IV

Hangover IV In part three I found myself performing on stage during which time I was raped by Lola. As I stood there looking at myself in the changing room mirror dressed as a cheerleader I thought about what had just happened to me over the last 24 hours. Secretly, and I would never admit it to Lola (who had now told me I was to refer to her as "Mistress"), I had partly enjoyed what she had just done to me, the humiliation of being dressed as a woman before being raped as one by...

4 years ago

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Hangover V

Hangover V: So I was now out on the floor again cleaning tables dressed as the White Swan. Suddenly I felt dizzy as I noticed my son Jeremy sitting at the table I was cleaning. Was it my camisole tutu or the sight of Jeremy? I wasn't sure but the next thing I knew was I was lying on a sofa back stage. "What happened?" Kate asked. "I don't know... I saw my son, Jeremy...and then.... I found myself here..." I replied. "Would he like to appear on stage do you think?" Asked...

3 years ago

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Hangover VI

Hangover VI: So my son and I had become ballerinas called Jenny and Mylene. If you have ever worn a camisole tutu you will know how bending over leaves you feeling exposed as your arse is revealed in all its glory but have you had the humiliation of dressing your son the same way and putting make-up on him? Well it was humiliating enough to be dressed this way myself but doing it to my son served to remind me of what I looked like as it was like holding up a mirror to me. As...

2 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 07

The Weekend’s Conclusion and a Postscript Friday night had been a revelation. At 8pm I thought I was popping down to the swimming pool for an hour’s much needed exercise. By 1.0am Saturday morning, I’d had that swim, plus three pints of beer, a curry and hot, passionate sex – all of this with a MILF (a genuine first for me, I believe) – one who just happened to be Emily Barrington, by childhood best friend. It’s almost embarrassing, but honestly, it was very natural, I simply fell asleep...

2 years ago

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Worst

Worstby ariel emms (if you enjoy this story, please feel free to let me know or to distribute it to others)?All right, all right, then - one!? she called, and winced as the strap crashed down, but no cry was heard.It had begun as such a nice day - a gorgeous day, really.  She had been out for a pleasant walk in the garden, thinking back over the events of the past week.  Such pleasant thoughts had so occupied her that she had not noticed the landscape change, meadow turning to hedges, the...

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Rediscovery and Recovery

I’m going to tell you a true story, or at least as true as I can remember it. Let’s be honest here and concede that when we’re in the middle of something, we don’t stop to write down the exact detail, we don’t have a voice recorder to capture every aspect of who said what and when. So even in stories like this, we use writing skills and some imagination. As a writer, I’ve always thought that imagination is borne of experience, sometimes it’s our experience, sometimes it’s that of others. This...

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HANGOVER

Oh fuck. My head felt like a construction crew was trying excavate a tunnel right behind my eyes. I don't know how much I had to drink last night but it was obviously too much. As my saliva started to flow I grimaced even more. 'I don't remember getting a cat' I thought. It felt like my mouth was filled with sand and a cat had used it for a litter box. My bladder was starting to complain now too.I pulled my right arm from across my face where it had settled as I slept. My hand hit a damp spot...

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Do Your Worst

Do Your Worst By Hello329 "This is not fair," yelled Cindy as she threw herself on her bed. "That little twerp!" Cindy lay there smoldering over the fact that no matter what her little brother did he never got in any trouble. She had just caught her brother reading her diary and screamed at him to get lost. It was about the third time this month and her parents seemed oblivious to the fact that their "sweet little angel" was in reality a little shit. "I wish for once mom and dad...

2 years ago

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Avery Scarlet Scarlet Makes Her Confession

"Shit, Avery's back," Scarlet moaned, getting off me. "Avery, this is not what it looks like," she said, putting her hands up."Really, it looks pretty damning, Scarlet. I thought you were my best friend, but now I see you're having sex with this cunt?""Hey, fuck you," I added, getting off the bed with Scarlet. "Don't you dare get pissy at her, and you better be nice to me too. I might be a flawed woman, but you need to respect me and not just jump to conclusions."Avery put her hand up, so she...

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Avery

Introduction: A man discovers how decisions can change your life years later It is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem, could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? Its hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But I would find out years later, it was actually events had taken place years before (when I was still in college) which made that...

2 years ago

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Avery Scarlet Winning Avery Over With Scarlet

They each took a side of me, but Avery still didn't appear to be all that enthused, though. Nevertheless, she did help herself to feel my left tit. She didn't speak, but I could tell by her vibrations that she liked it."Go ahead, Avery lick her nipple or kiss her. She's a sweet woman and not just the bitch you've branded her as, remember," Scarlet made clear, before I felt her licking my other nipple."Fine, Scarlet," she groaned, prior to bringing her head towards mine. "I don't hate you,...

3 years ago

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Avery Scarlet Doing Scarlet A Sexy Favor

"Hi, Avery and Scarlet," I groaned, coming to the table."Nice of you to show up, Penelope," Avery whined."I'm sorry for having a life, whiny-ass, just because you two nerds love homework doesn't mean I have to spend every second working on some stupid shit," I bitched, sitting with them and dropping my bag on it too. "So, where are you two now?""I'm working on The Civil War, Avery is working on the Revolutionary War, and you're supposed to work on the Vietnam war, Penelope. We fully know the...

4 years ago

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Avery

It is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem; could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? It's hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But as I would find out years later, events had taken place years before which made that questionably fateful day a reality. I was in my mid 30's (36 to be exact) and had made a very good living for myself. I...

4 years ago

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Beatrice has her way with Bennie

Bennie had lusted after Beatrice for years. They had started on the same day in shipping and receiving at the same company. He as a lowly forklift driver and she as a clerk in the office. He had to see her every day and hear about her boyfriends. A few times he wanted to go out and punch a few of them when she came in sad from a breakup. It was just his life to be so near, yet so far from the woman he desired.This all changed one fateful day. He was leaving work when he saw her having an...

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Avery Black 50 125000

Avery Black was born in San Fransico, California, on July 17th, 1992. San Fran isn't a porn capital such as Las Vegas or Los Angeles, but it is an adjunct. All those freewheeling gays put energy in the air that affects even straights. People get their fuck on in San Fran, and it shows.An Asian Sex Doll with a HeartbeatNot much is known about this raven-haired Asian beauty other than that she's sexy as fuck, can ride a dick, and loves to make men hard. That's all I need to know, honestly. What...

2 years ago

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Aunt Beatrice and I have some good farewell fucking

I was lying naked on the bed in the spare room of my aunt’s house. I was here by choice, trying my best not to masturbate or think of sex. So far, it was torture. I was nearing the end of my visit to my Aunt Beatrice. I had been here for over 3 weeks, staying in her house during my summer break. Last month, we’d started a sexual relationship. Unfortunately, I had to go home on Saturday, something we both hated. It was on Wednesday of the same week that she had the bright idea. She...

3 years ago

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Tutoring Beatrice

Tutoring Beatrice Chapter 1 The advertisement in the paper caught my eye immediately: ?Seeking tutor for wayward young woman. Must be fluent in mathematics, English grammar and history. Salary commensurate with experience. Forward resume to Miss Edwina Robertson, Box 23, Municipal Post Office, Elmira.? I found the word ?wayward? particularly interesting. I immediately sent my resume to the specified address, and, within four days received an answer, setting up an interview for the following...

4 years ago

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Bigamy Plural Marriage Will It WorkChapter 3 Beatrice is young and healthy How many women and babies does it take to satisfy my wife

My wife had her kids; three of them, two babies and the wonderfully precocious Vicky. Alice and I became tighter, and I’m ashamed to admit it but Sai was left out. I knew I had to love her equally, but I failed to do so. I was so in love with Alice, I found it difficult to find passion when I was in bed with Sai. Sally and I pretty much didn’t have sex either. Sai was working more and more, later and later, drifting away. Finally, she told us she was in love with a young doctor. She hadn’t...

2 years ago

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess9e12 Avery Gowling 23 submissive slave

Series 9, Episode 12: Avery Gowling (23), from Slough We open with more of our smooth drone footage – this time flying over Slough town center – a hive of British commuter-belt activity. Flying over a huge Tesco superstore, more cars and shoppers ... Over the train station, hundreds of passengers boarding a rush hour train into London... Then dropping all the way down toward street level on a cleared construction site, behind a two-meter-high fence. As we drop down toward the ground, we...

3 years ago

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Abduction of BeatriceChapter 6 Life as a Sexual Slave

Beatrice rolled slowly over onto her back, mortally terrified now of the big, handsome man. Her round, full ass still smarted sharply from the vicious cuts of the cane she had just received. She lay shivering before Thornton on the thick rug. "Spread your legs, Whore" he growled to the recumbent redhead. She slowly obeyed, to the man's impatientness. Thornton knelt on the floor in front of her display, a blindfold, collar and cuffs having suddenly appearing from seemingly nowhere. He...

1 year ago

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BeatriceHot and Heavy

Beatrice, hot and heavy Stan found himself alone in the elevator with this hot , heavy pregnant babe from the accounting section ,Beatrice. Now, Stan was married, but the last three months he felt rather neglected. Joyce, his wife, had been a juicy young girl when they married , and Stan loved her and was really hot on her. But after the birth of their son she has taken to fitness program fad. She spent more time at the fitness club than at home, Stan felt. Now Stan was very open minded about...

2 years ago

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Avery and her Boss

I wound up in California, working only as a receptionist for an independently owned soft porn company. The idea of being a porn star was simply disgusting to me. I hadn't watched much porn in my days, just the HBO after-hour specials at friends' houses after parties, but all the women looked trashy and used. They had to wear loads of make-up on their 36-year-old faces to hide the years of drug abuse on their bodies and to make them look decent enough to fuck. Their tits were sagging,...

3 years ago

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Lady Beatrice Pokingham Victorian underground ero

Lady Beatrice Pokingham: Or "They All Do It." (Victorian underground erotica with previously unpublished material) (public domain) Introduction The Pearl was a Victorian underground magazine that ran from July 1879 toDecember 1880. One story within it was titled Lady Beatrice Pokingham: Or,They All Do It. This torrent contains the Pokingham story with new material that has notpreviously been published. The text came to me from an acquaintance who, prior to retirement,was a moderately...

3 years ago

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Beatrice die kleine Schwanznutte Teil 2

Teil 1 = https://de.xhamster.com/stories/beatrice-die-kleine-schwanznutte-teil-1-717716Beatrice wird eingerittenIhr Chef hatte zwischenzeitlich die Wohnung ganz betreten, ging von Tür zu Tür, zum Schluss auch in ihr Schlafzimmer. Ohne Hemmungen öffnete er Türen, Schränke, Schubläden. Beatrice wurde es ganz heiß, denn sie bewahrte im Schlafzimmer ihre ganze Ausstattung auf: Dessous, Kleidung, und vor allem auch Sextoys. Ihr Chef fing an, die Schubläden ihrer Kommode herauszuziehen, griff in die...

3 years ago

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Beatrice My Bar Girl Friend in Naples in 1986

Beatrice worked in a bar in the port district of Naples, Italy. The sailors called them “buy me drink” girls, since basically that’s what they did. They got sailors to buy them high priced drinks, the bar gets a big cut, the girl gets a cut and the sailor gets a hefty bill. The girls spoke English and for visiting sailors would be the first real woman contact that they had (women were just being allowed on ships since 1983). Some of the girls were nice, some were on hard times, and most were...

2 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 03

I lost touch with Em very early on after leaving for university, we bumped into each other once or twice in the holidays perhaps, but always when we were in the middle of shopping or something else, and with no time. These were the days before Facebook or even mobile technology, so it’s not just that we had no particular reason to keep in touch – we didn’t really have the means to do so either. Beyond the age of writing letters, but not yet the age of the text message – we were quite a sad...

3 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 05

Chapter 5: In the Pub and What Happened Next Em got to the pub before me, but was waiting for me in the car park. As tempted as I was to start asking questions, I kept my counsel, the evening had already taken so many different and unexpected turns, I didn’t want it to take a wrong one. I slipped my arm around Em’s shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze and again she turn to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. We went into the pub together, and it struck me that this was the first time...

3 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 06

Confessions and Giving in After the best part of eighteen years, I’ve been reunited with my childhood best friend, Emily, a school friend and swimming partner. It came about because after a failed marriage, I moved back to my home town, it came about also because my mother encouraged me to rediscover the swimming pool, a place where I’d been happy and comfortable as a growing child and teenager. Em was at the pool, and we swam together and raced again. Then, somehow, we were suddenly very...

2 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 04

Chapter 4: The Swimming Pool It had been nigh on eighteen years earlier that I had left the town’s swimming club to concentrate on my school work. Having returned to my hometown from an abandoned life in London, I had been encouraged by my mother, and a visit to the pool of my youth, to return for the adults-only Friday night swim. Not that I’d abandoned swimming completely in the meantime, of course – I doubt anyone who has swam seriously can ever give up the bug completely, as it’s such a...

3 years ago

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Rediscovery and Recovery Ch 02

Before I proceed with Chapter 2, I need to introduce you to Emily, or Em. It will be two more instalments before she returns to the story properly, but it will help you to understand the scope of my history, and where it is going. Emily Barrington – Em – my teenage best girlfriend, that is, best friend who happens to be a girl. We were both school friends and swimming team mates from the age of 10 or 11 to when I dropped out from the club at 17. As teenagers, we spent a lot of time together....

3 years ago

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SEASONS BEATINGS

SEASON’S BEATINGS         Well, the Holiday Season is upon us again. Don’t you just love this magical time of year?  I find it so exciting. I look forward to it each year with breathless anticipation. I can’t wait to see all the lights and decorations and to party with old friends.  The music of this Season is a special treat. You cannot escape the nostalgia and romanticism of it all. Particularly if you were raised in northern climes, ?Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, down the lane snow...

2 years ago

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Abduction of BeatriceChapter 5 The Servitude Begins

It was a cold and snowy evening. A fire crackled happily in the fireplace as Thornton sipped his evening brandy and smoked one of his favorite cigars. Beatrice knelt before him the position that she had been taught, breasts outthrust, back straight, hands crossed behind her head, facing her knees. Her bowels had been host to Thorton's largest ebonite butt plug for the past hour, and she was beginning to experience aggressive discomfort in her rear. Thorton gazed down upon his latest...

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My Older Brother Avery

Becca had a brother. He was sixteen years old, and very sexy. At six foot six inches, he towered over most people. He had long, blonde hair that he would swish out of his face while he played his guitar. Macy ADORED her brother,Avery. Little did she know, he adored her too. One day, Becca had just got home from a track meet. She had just won first place in long distance running, and she was on the high school team! Random pieces of hair stuck out from her previously perfect ponytail. ...

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Grandma Beatrice

Grandma Beatrice It was 7am on Saturday and I was sitting in my one room apartment nursing my second whiskey. The warm burn of the liquid has started to numb my profound depression. My divorce papers had arrived in the mail that morning, signed and final. How I got there is not the normal story of two people just growing apart. No, I am completely at fault. She could no longer live with someone that was lying to her. It was a gradual process really. About five years into our...

3 years ago

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Beate Zschpe

Die Bilder im Fernsehen aus Chemnitz, wie Kameraden Kanaken jagten, hatten sie geil gemacht. Als Kind war sie schon viel geschlagen worden und dann ging es weiter mit den Uwes. Rücksichtslos hatten sie sie durchgefickt und sie hatte es genossen, so hart durchgenommen zu werden. Beate hieb sich den körperfarbenen Gummischwanz immer wilder in ihre gierige Votze, die ihr schon mit 18 den Titel "Nazibraut" eingebracht hatte. Alle, die nicht schwul waren, hatten sie gefickt ... Zu den Erinnerungen...

3 years ago

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Averys Temptations

My name is Jim. I love fucking white femboys and crossdressers with my black dick. I first saw porn when I was way too young, thanks to a step brother. I grew up watching girls scream and moan from hard anal. Soon anal was all I wanted to watch. When I was a teen, we got the internet. I first saw transsexual porn then. I loved to see their big tits and nipples, their made up faces and long hair, their asses and sexy legs, their high heels, and their big cocks. When I was young, I...

3 years ago

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VerySexy on a Date From MrTitLover and VerySex

You like nice sexy lingerie and you have a lot of it?Hmm but you like to wear it right?When do you wear it?Never when you go out?Hmmm Gorgeous!!!!Imaging you wearing this with a black short skirt and a dark blouse...High heels and going out for dinner with me...You would be my sexy date we would go to a quiet but nice restaurantcandle lights on the table....and I would place you with your back to the personal and the other visitors...You drink wine ? Red or white?A white one then, I order...

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Beate Zschpe

Seit einiger Zeit finde ich es geiler auf Beate Zsch

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Beate Zschpe

Seit einiger Zeit finde ich es geiler auf Beate Zsch

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Abduction of BeatriceChapter 4 The realization of hopelessness servitude

Beatrice's body, turned into a steaming froth, came slowly down, three hours later, as Madison flipped the switches that reduced the size of the phalluses, then retracted them into the polished face of the table's attachment. Beatrice closed her eyes and panted at the agony of their withdrawal. Madison leered at her violated bottom, her cunt gaped impossibly, it was sodden. It drooled onto the large pool on the table that she was lying in. Her asshole, although reddened with her prior...

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Dan And The Deadbeat

Dan and Vicki had only been married for 4 and a half years when they attended what would turn out to the most significant office party they ever experienced. This was before Dan made his fortune, and both of them were rich enough to retire young. He was already prospering, but the millions had not quite rolled in. Vicki was working at a medical office, where she did mostly boring, clerical work, when one of her co-workers caught her eye. His name was Larry, and he seemed to return the interest....

4 years ago

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Black Beat

Black BeatEvery August, kinksters from all over the country convene at the annual Black Beat Conference to let off a little steam, party, and revel in some dark debauchery.  It’s a common meeting ground for people of color in the BDSM community, and the people who admire them, to explore their fantasies with others.  It was also an event perfectly suited for Rick and Tracy, as they were an interracial couple who liked to dabble in the D/s world, and the conference was only a hop, skip, and a...

2 years ago

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You Beat Me to the Punch

The Song - You Beat Me to the Punch Sung and made famous by Mary Wells That day, I first saw you passing by I wanted, to ask your name but I ... was much too shy But I was looking at you so hard That you must have had a hunch. So you came up to me and asked me my name. You beat me to the punch That time You beat me to the punch Yes you did. After, I had known you for what seems like a long, long time I wanted, wanted to ask you would you please, please be mine Whenever you came around, my...

3 years ago

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Abduction of BeatriceChapter 3 Beatrice Rides the Attachment

Beatrice screamed in fear, with a pitiful, unearthly howl as the shafts suddenly began to piston, slowly, back and forth within her splayed bottom. The speed dial, which operated an electrical rheostat, was set at position one on the scale, which ranged from one to ten. Slowly, oh so menacingly slowly the huge shaft within her stretched cunt withdrew from between her clasping prominent lips, until just the pointed tip remained. Then it entered her just as slowly, as the anal probe began to...

3 years ago

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The best of the worst

I grew up in a small town north of the river, completely surrounded by cropland as far as you could see. Life was boring as hell, with nothing to do except drink at the local taverns if you were old enough. I loved it there none the less. The peacefulness and serenity that one was garnished with made one feel welcomed and alive; nothing like in the big city. Regardless of what the city life had to offer I was more than happy to live the simple life I had grown accustomed to and not have to fill...

2 years ago

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XSFGCChapter 25 Bad Week Gets Worst

"I am Magneto; what are you doing on MY Island?" As Phillip listened to the older man in the maroon armor he could only shake his head as this was a most foul way to end an equally foul week. In front of him and his fellow classmates were their guardians, their protectors assigned to prevent the very thing that was happening from ever happening. Storm; convulsing on the sand while trying to breathe as the very same metal she wore as jewelry was choking her more and more. Phoenix; one of...

2 years ago

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Drop the Beat

Club Mephisto was the hottest dance club in town. Invariably the velvet rope line outside the door was long enough to wrap around the side of the building. Even so, Roxanne and her boyfriend Mitch never had a problem getting in. Roxanne was hotness personified. She was not quite six feet tall with a perfect hourglass figure that she barely concealed in a pair of daisy duke jean shorts and a tube top that showed off her navel piercing. She wore cute ankle-boot heels that magically transformed...

3 years ago

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And the Beat Goes On

As usual, I had a headache. The fucking thing just wouldn't leave me. My doctor says it's stress. He says that maybe at my age I should consider slowing down and riding a desk. He says that I'd probably live longer if I did that. I think that I'd just be trading my normal eventual death for a slower more meaningless one. We're all going to die of something anyway aren't we? What I do may not be the most important thing in the world, but it is necessary and God damn it, I'm good at it....

3 years ago

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Beatrice

BeatriceI sat at my dressing table. In front of me envelopes, lots of brown envelopes. All bills. All unpaid, and likely to stay that way. I scooped them up, and threw them into the bin. I applied my mascara, then a little blushed over my foundation. Satisfied I opened the top draw to my right. My knicker drawer. The silver and black pair, they would do, I pulled them on, standing pulled them all the way up. I sat again, this time to buckle my shoes. Finally I stood and took the dress I had...

4 years ago

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My Beatrice

Distance on the face of slow Time, the vacant-window stare swallowed by Eternity, the desert burning underfoot, all around, everywhere; the lizard, too hot to move; the birds molten against the fiery sky-- I see it all, and, like you, I want to die. But a long road, running straight to the horizon, promises mirages and daydreams, if we will but follow it, through this hellish wasteland. Come; I will follow where you lead, watching you bleed and frown, watching...

3 years ago

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Abduction of BeatriceChapter 2 Introduction to the Attachment

Madison extracted his limp black cock from the woman's mouth. She breathed a sigh of relief. Behind her Thorton was savoring the view of the rounded end of the large butt plug nestled between her all cheeks. He tapped it roughly with his index finger and Beatrice moaned, feeling the vibrations deep within her bowels. He gripped it between strong fingers and pulled, nudging the thicker part against the inside of her widely stretched brown ring. This illicited a husky groan from the tied...

2 years ago

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The Beat

Edited by MikotheBaby Detroit, the former jewel of the Midwest. It was more than sixty years since the war had summoned the US to help defend against an evil oppressor. But when it happened, Uncle Sam in turn called on Detroit. Plants that were accustomed to producing cars simply turned around overnight and started making tanks and airplanes. The country and indeed the world, was indebted to Detroit. People flocked there by the thousands during and after the war. The city's future seemed...

4 years ago

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Beauty And The Beat

I entered the club, not planning to stay long. Clubbing wasn’t one of my favorite activities. While I loved dancing, dancing in a club so crowded with people wasn’t my thing. Angela kept after me and I finally gave in. She did say there was something I needed to see. She kept dropping hints, but wouldn’t give me much of a clue. So I finally gave in and joined her and some of her friends at this club.It was a pretty nice place, décor-wise. But it really was packed and the music was so loud you...

2 years ago

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Sex With Beatiful Aunty

Hi to All, This is my first attempt to write story here,i have been reading these stories about incest,friends,relations etc.etc.and really enjoys a lot,so finally now i have decided to write my own experience which happened with me 5yrs back.The story is about a lady who was our neighbor in south Delhi,First about myself (18yrs)5’8″ fair and very smart, i did my senior sec. From Dehradoon,then i was forced by my parents to go to Delhi to my uncle after school as i was very naughty and used to...

3 years ago

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Seasons Beatings From Joanne Part Two

Joanne’s seventeen-year-old sister, Gabrielle, arrived home just after 4.30 that Saturday afternoon. She was happy. She had enjoyed spending time with her friends in town, doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and just relaxing for a change. Once she had locked the front door behind her, Gabby Wilson laid her shopping bags down in the hallway and walked into the front room, where her mother and older sister were watching television. The young woman smiled and sat down on the sofa next to...