Altered Fates Return to Kennet Cove
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It was a gloriously sunny morning as I crept out of the cottage for my early morning jog. The cottage was a genuinely old Cornish stone built building in a small fishing village on the South coast. My morning jogs normally took me along the coast path in one direction or the other unless the weather was wet when I would usually go inland instead; it was superb coastal scenery and generally not a bad path for running.
This morning, the weather could not have been better so on a brief flight of fancy I decided to take along a towel and bikini with the thought that I might take a brief dip on the way back, despite the fact that I knew the water was pretty cold!
It was around 7.30 in the morning when I set off, carrier bag under my arm, through the village. There were fishermen busy in the village but once out on the coast path, I saw no-one. The sun gleamed off the sea, there was a gentle warm breeze, and I felt good. The path wound its way westwards, mostly over sheer cliffs, past the odd small cove and still I saw not a single person. After about twenty minutes or so, I decided it was time to turn back. I was feeling full of energy and enthusiasm still but a gentle sweat was building up which was starting to turn my mind towards that refreshing dip.
I pushed harder, stretching my legs out, until my heart was beating a little faster, my breathing a little heavier and the sweat coming more freely. I was now beginning to feel hot, my panties and T-shirt damp with sweat, my bra feeling tight and constricting; I longed to strip it all off and leap into that water.
About a third of the way back I came to the point on the path, high up on the cliffs, where a side path wound down to a small sandy cove, quite concealed from the coast path; I had discovered it while walking earlier in the week. I slowed to an easy jog, panting gently from my exertions; the path was narrow and rough and I knew would quickly wind steeply downwards. At last the cove came into view as the path dropped beneath me; it was of course deserted, a stretch of untrodden golden sand flanked by cliffs and rocks on three sides with waves of clear blue water gently breaking along it. It looked unbelievably inviting.
I started the steep clamber down; it was very rough and quite difficult in places. Around half way, just as I was pausing to negotiate a particularly steep section, a splash from the corner of the cove made me glance down again. I stopped in my tracks, nearly losing my footing; a figure was swimming strongly from the direction of a group of rocks almost out of sight round the corner of the cove. It looked like a man, lightly tanned (but for a bare pale backside) who I assume had dived in from one of the rocks and was now swimming towards the beach. He was very quickly into shallow water and in moments was wading in so that I could see that he was indeed totally naked. He appeared a little older than me but looked slim and firmly muscled.
I was filled with a mixture of emotions; firstly irritation that my peace and tranquillity had been disturbed by another person, secondly with a buzz of excitement from seeing this fairly good-looking naked male body fully exposed below me. And then I was in a quandary as to what to do next. While I was pondering, the figure below shook the bulk of the water from himself, then broke into a brisk jog and ran right the way along the beach, just skirting the water's edge, to the far side of the cove. I was riveted by the sight of his pale backside, firm and muscular, disappearing into the distance and instinctively climbed a little further down as I was watching to get a better view.
Then, moments later, he had turned and was running back, retracing his footsteps. Again I froze as I watched. He appeared to be running just to warm himself up after his swim and, possibly just for the joy of running; his face, which I could now just make out, appeared to have an expression of almost childish pleasure. He seemed to be revelling in what he thought was his own private pleasurable experience. I realised I was watching something of a kindred spirit and also was starting to feel aroused at watching this very unguarded personal display. As he returned to my end of the beach, he stopped and turned to face the sea (and the sun) and stood there simply soaking up the sun and the atmosphere.
I simply stood and watched, excited, afraid to move in case I broke the spell.
Moments later he was off jogging up the beach again. I couldn't bring myself to retreat at this stage so I quickly slithered and stumbled my way down the remaining section of path and managed to find a rock to sit on from where I could watch more comfortably. He would certainly see me there if he looked in the right direction but I wasn't prepared to try and hide from him. I watched as he returned. He really was running just for the joy of it. I felt envious. The idea of doing that really appealed to me as well. As he got closer I could see him more clearly. The body looked firm and youthful, the movements were vibrant, but the face looked older except for the eyes which were bright and smiling.
Inevitably my eyes kept returning to just below that firm muscled stomach. His cock had been small, flaccid and rather uninspiring when I first saw him but it now seemed half aroused, flopping from side to side, up and down, as he ran, and I felt a flurry of excitement myself as I watched. He showed no sign of having seen me yet; he appeared aroused only by his situation (and perhaps his own thoughts!). I wanted to join him, to strip everything off and run into the water as he had done, to run around on the sand as he was doing. But how? I felt shy but excited at the same time. What would his reaction be? I rather felt I was invading his privacy. First things first; I would start by taking off my trainers and socks, that was easy anyway.
As he reached my end of the beach, he again paused, turning to face the sea. I started to undo my laces while I wondered what to do next. As it turned out, I didn't have to make a decision. He suddenly seemed to sense that he was not alone and turned to look in my direction, only about ten yards away now. He saw me immediately and a range of emotions rapidly flitted across his face. Firstly there was surprise, perhaps annoyance, then embarrassment, then a realisation that I obviously wasn't concerned, then a gradual relaxation again.
I felt I had to say something, "Hi!" I called "Isn't it beautiful. I was planning a quick dip myself, I hope you don't mind; I rather feel I'm intruding!".
He looked happier. "Not at all!" he laughed, "Please feel free! My initial reaction was to rush away and put some clothes on but there doesn't seem much point if you've been sitting here watching me! I presume you don't mind?".
"No I don't", I chuckled, "You looked so natural and so happy, I didn't really like disturbing you at all; I'd rather like to do the same if that's OK with you. I've been running quite hard along the coast path and began to feel all hot and sweaty. A quick dip seemed really appealing; I brought my bikini just in case but watching you has inspired me; I don't think I'll bother with it!".
He smiled enthusiastically and as his excitement at the thought began to make itself apparent, he turned with slight embarrassment saying, "I'm going round for another dive; I'll leave you to strip off".
I watched him clamber off down the side of the cove, jumping nimbly from rock to rock, as he made his way round to the rock from which I had originally heard him dive. I felt happier with the situation now and far less nervous. He seemed a nice guy, attractive and considerate, and because he seemed at ease with his nakedness, I felt far less inhibited about stripping off. I stepped off the rocks onto the warm smooth sand leaving my socks and trainers behind. "Come on Jan!" I said to myself, "Strip off now. It'll be easier before he comes back. And then into that gorgeous water!".
Having had a firm word with myself, I quickly peeled off my shorts, my T-shirt and then, before I had time to change my mind, slipped off the bra and peeled down the sweaty knickers. I spread them over a large rock to dry off a bit in the sun and then turned to face the sea. I stretched my arms in the air, feeling the gorgeous fresh air caressing my skin, feeling the warmth of the early-morning sun on me. It was so sheltered this cove; it felt really warm even at this time in the morning. I just stood there for a moment soaking up the sunshine, thinking how beautiful it was.
I suddenly remembered that I was not alone. I glanced just in time to see my friend execute a fine dive from a large rock into the water round the side of the cove. Next minute he was swimming a powerful breaststroke towards the beach. I fancied running naked up the beach as he had done so sprinted off enthusiastically. It felt wonderful; the freedom of it, just running for the joy of it; the warm sand under my bare feet, the fresh air on my skin, my breasts vibrating freely as I moved, feeling beautiful without the constricting bra, not at all uncomfortable. The whole situation was tremendously exciting, in fact quite arousing. It would have been even without my newfound friend, but his presence probably made it even more so.
I sprinted, jogged and generally skipped joyfully up to the far side of the beach and then back down towards him. I could see him in the distance emerging from the water as I turned and then, drawing closer, I was aware of him watching me. His cock, shrivelled from the cold water, was now gradually expanding as I approached. Excitement buzzed through my body. I averted my eyes but they kept returning to the same spot! As I drew closer, it was half erect, fatter, longer, almost horizontally out from his body with only a slight droop still. He flushed slightly with embarrassment as I reached him but resisted the obvious temptation to hold his hands in front of it.
"I'm sorry about this" he said with a nervous chuckle "but I can't do anything about it I'm afraid!".
I laughed, panting slightly from my exertions, "Please don't me sorry; it's perfectly natural isn't it. Isn't it silly how we're brought up to be shy of natural functions like that? Like we're brought up to be shy of nakedness. It's so daft. Please let it do whatever it wants to do! I can't promise to ignore it though; it's natural for me to admire it as well!"
He laughed, a wonderful uninhibited laugh. "Oh, you are great!" he said, "Fancy stumbling on someone with such a similar philosophy on life to mine!" he paused briefly, then added, chuckling further, "Oh, by the way, my name's Pete. Here we are chatting to each other starkers and we don't even know each other's names!".
He held out his hand to me and I happily shook it saying, "Hi! Mine's Jan. Very pleased to meet you, Pete!".
His grip was cool and firm and confident and he looked openly straight into my eyes. The combination of the eye and bodily contact sent a buzz through me. Then I sensed his eyes drop, openly travelling slowly down my body. My instinctive reaction was embarrassment and Pete seemed to sense it, suddenly looking back up at me and saying, "I'm sorry!...".
Before he could go any further, I interrupted saying, "No! Don't be! That's perfectly natural as well! I've been looking at your body and you're bound to want to look at mine; it would be dishonest to only try and do it when the other person wasn't looking! Instinctively I'm shy about it but it's only what's been instilled in me as a child. Logically I know I shouldn't be and I'm determined not to be!". "Anyway" I added, "How can I openly watch the antics of you're cock going up and down like a yo-yo if I resent you looking at me!?".
He laughed even more, "Great!" he said, as he looked briefly down me again, "You've got a super body and I'd find it hard to resist admiring it!". And as he looked me over, I watched his cock rising yet again! It was beginning to look superb, rising higher and more boldly than before. I felt more flushed but now it wasn't just the exercise! My breasts tautened, the nipples starting to swell and harden; this was clearly only going to lead to one thing! But I had to have that refreshing swim first.
"OK, Pete! Now for my dip!" and giving him a parting, encouraging smile, I turned and raced towards the water". My whole body was buzzing so much that I hardly noticed how cold the water was to start with. I rushed in, water splashing everywhere. It was only when a small wave broke over me about waist height and the icy water chilled my rather heated pussy that I suddenly became aware. "Christ, it's cold!", I yelled, but by now it was too late to change my mind. A few more strides and I was swimming, albeit rather frantically as my tingling body was chilled. Just moments later and I was a little more used to it, and noticing the warmth of the sun on my face; now my skin was taut from the cold, my nipples hard as pebbles, but how alive my body felt, tingling with sensations. Enough was enough though. I turned and swam for the beach only to find Pete just yards from me splashing frantically out to meet me.
"God! It hasn't got any warmer, has it!", he gasped, "I'm off out again. Come on, let's go for a warm-up run together!".
"OK!, Great!", I replied, "Come on! Race you to that rock at the end!".
He laughed and chased me out and as he emerged from the water, I couldn't help noticing his cock had now shrivelled to nothing again in the cold water! I got out of the water just a yard or two ahead of him and sprinted off, feeling really invigorated. But he was no slouch; I'd judged his body to be fit and muscular and so it was; he soon overhauled me and I watched his firm tight buttocks glide past. Seconds later we both arrived at the rock panting and laughing uncontrollably. We stood there a moment, looking at each other's still dripping bodies, panting, shaking half with laughter, half with cold still.
"Come on, one more time!" I urged, "I'm not really warm again yet! Tell you what; a race is no contest; we'll just jog along together this time".
He chuckled, "OK then, come on!". We set off back along the edge of the sand, side by side, the water lapping over our feet. I was amazed how comfortable I was beginning to feel with Pete already; the original nervous tension had all but gone and I felt really relaxed and at ease now. We jogged easily along side by side, the warmth quickly returning to my chilled limbs.
"Well, that's a bit better", I laughed as we got back to the far side of the beach; "I feel pleasantly warm again already".
"Yes, me too", Pete responded, "It's such a marvellously mild morning". He glanced down my body, adding "Look, you've almost completely dried off, apart from your hair of course". I smiled, instinctively pushing my shortish fair hair back from my face.
Immediately Pete's cock began to stir again! "What a busy fellow he is", I chuckled, "Down one minute, up the next! It's almost like being able to read your mind!".
Pete laughed, "Yes, I suppose so" he smiled, "That's why it's so ingrained in guys to cover it up, I guess; it makes us feel our feelings are exposed as well as our bodies! I'll tell you what though, it doesn't half make me feel close to you now that I'm being totally open about it".
His words washed over me as I found my eyes compulsively drawn back to his rapidly rising manhood. It was an erotic sight and, again, my body rapidly started to respond. Instinctively, my mind strayed to imagining it sinking deeply into me. I felt a warm tingling deep inside me, rapidly spreading downwards, reheating my pussy and out over my boobs, my nips swelling and hardening again. I felt Pete's eyes on them and looked up at his face. He met my gaze openly, smiling.
"Are we being open with our feelings as well as our bodies?" he asked, with a cheeky twinkle in his eye.
I broke out of my reverie and chuckled, "I guess we should be. It would be nice occasionally not to have to try and guess what the other person was thinking; no fussing and fretting about whether one was going to offend them or not; whether they did or didn't want this or that. Just say up front exactly what one was thinking and feeling. Yes, OK! I'll try then..." and I took a deep breath composing myself and pausing slightly before continuing.
"As you probably realise, I'm getting just a bit turned on admiring your great body in general and your lively cock in particular. I was even beginning to imagine it sinking into my pussy, which is why, as you may have noticed, my boobs and nipples are beginning to swell up as well!" I breathed a great sigh, "There! How was that? I don't think I've ever spoken that openly before; it feels great! By the way, fantasy is not the same as reality. Just because I thought that way doesn't necessarily mean I really want that to happen!". Then I grinned, feeling more aroused than ever, "However, I'm beginning to strongly fancy turning a bit of fantasy into reality at the moment!".
Pete laughed, his cock now thrusting hard upwards, looking firm and eager and really succulent as it swayed in the sunshine. "Well done!" he responded, "As is pretty obvious, you're turning me on something terrible. I think most guys get turned on by most naked female bodies but I love yours particularly. I was admiring your slim firm physique generally, the smooth curve of your hips, that delectable bum, but best of all, your little tits; how I would love to feel them respond to my touch. I have a passion for small firm responsive tits; the feel of the nipples hard and sensitive under my hands or in my mouth! Sorry, I'm getting carried away; as you can see from below, I'm now feeling very aroused! Still those are genuine feelings I can assure you".
"Don't be sorry", I chuckled, "Your talk is having just the effect you would want; it's turning me on even more! My boobs feel really taut now, as though the skin is too tight for them". Instinctively, I reached up with my hand and squeezed each of them briefly. Then I chuckled again, "There! Aren't I doing well! I've never talked so openly with a guy or a girl before and certainly never openly shown my arousal like that!". Deliberately and slowly, I raised my hand again, running my fingers over the tight sensitive skin, gently brushing the nipples. I shuddered, smiling to myself, as the warm glow intensified. "Mmm, beautiful!" I murmured, then, turning to face the warm sunshine, glinting off the sea. "Oh! How gorgeous! It's just great to be alive!".
I stretched my arms up skywards, planting my legs firmly astride, arching my whole body to worship the sun. I felt as if I was exposing myself totally to the world, the sun's rays bathing every inch of me! I seemed to be tingling all over; the sun was my lover, caressing my body from head to toe, its warm touch brushing my outhrust nips, washing over my tight stomach, probing between my thighs into my heated pussy! I tensed my thighs, pushing my hips forward again. "Take me, sun. Take me! I'm all yours! Let me feel you reaching deep inside me!". Oh, how beautiful it felt, as if my whole body was flushed with arousal. I stretched my arms higher, wider, tightening what seemed to be every muscle in my body, my already taut boobs stretching against my chest as though ready to burst!
I held it like that for what seemed like ages but was probably actually only a couple of minutes. One part of me didn't want to break the spell, another part was aching for physical contact. In the end the second part won and I relaxed slightly, sliding both my hands firmly down my body, pausing as they pressed hard against my boobs. God, how tight they were! I rubbed slightly back and forth over the nipples; they were thick and hard too! Then on down, smoothing the front of my tummy, until my fingers reached the first wisps of curly hair. Mmm, I couldn't wait to continue! I didn't pause; my clitty was standing out like never before. Ohh, gorgeous! I eased my fingers gently round it, pressing, probing, my left hand pausing there, my right moving further into the hot swollen folds of my pussy. Christ, how hot it was! How wet with juices! It seemed to just suck in my fingers, swallowing them up! I sighed deeply with pleasure, just maintaining the pressure with my fingers, not moving them at all. It was just gorgeous!
I shuddered gently as the sensations flowed over me, "Ohh, yes, that's so good!" I sighed, as I just stood there holding the pressure. Then I glanced at Pete beside me, saying with a slight chuckle, "I can't believe what's happening, it's as though the sun is making love to me, its rays burning into my body, turning me on! And look at that beast of yours! It looks rock hard, and so swollen, and so eager! God, how lovely it would be to feel it deep inside me, stretching me to the limit; I'd swallow it up, caress it, softly at first, then more and more firmly, until I milked it dry!". My fingers instinctively pressed harder, as I imagined it.
Pete took a step towards me, "You gorgeous creature", he chuckled, "Do you have any idea of the effect that you are having on me? I don't think I've ever reached such a high level of excitement without physical contact before! If I touched myself like you are, I'd explode I think!". He gently squeezed his cock very briefly, "Oh, God!", he sighed, "It's just too much!", and he removed his hand from it quickly. "Here, let me add my touch to that of the sun", he laughed, "May I do that?". "I'd love you too", I responded enthusiastically. "You were saying how you'd love to feel my tits. Well, now I'd love you to as well, they're feeling ready to burst!".
Pete grinned like a kid who'd just been given a new bike. He moved round in front of me, his eager cock leading the way, harder than ever. I hadn't moved, still standing legs astride, neither hand willing to relinquish its task between my thighs. But my boobs were aching for attention as well, hot and flushed beneath the sensual rays of the sun. He stood a moment openly gazing at my body, his eyes eventually coming to rest on my chest. He licked his lips in anticipation and I shuddered in excitement. "Please, Pete!", I urged, "I'm aching for your touch!".
"Sorry! It's just this is so beautiful, so utterly perfect, I don't want to hurry anything!". He gradually leant forward; then, gently holding me at the top of my arms, he lowered his face towards my bosom. The first touch of his hands sent shivers through me; my whole body seemed to me highly charged. But it felt so right. Not like a stranger's touch, more as though I already knew him intimately, as though I'd known him for ages. When his lips first brushed softly over the upper curve of my right breast, a long sigh of pleasure came from deep inside me, quite instinctively. His lips slid gently over my skin, delicately tracing the curve, circling round below the nipple and back up again. "Ohh! Beautiful!" I moaned. His lips moved on, back across my right boob, then tracing round my left. I was beginning to quiver all over. Then his smooth lips were replaced by the delicate roughness of his tongue. A little cry of pleasure escaped my lips. My breasts were burning with arousal, twin domes of pleasure. I couldn't help but squeeze ever harder between my thighs. He licked across and round, taking in every inch of my small but sensitive boobs. Except for the nips.
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The searing midday sun cast a golden gaze over proceedings, as Adam ambled down the sandy path. In the distance the horizon shimmered, wilting in the intense heat. An odd wispy cloud stretched out like a slight blemish on the pristine azure sky. He gazed out upon the majestic Mediterranean waters.The cove covered less than two hundred metres, enclosed on either end by steep cliff-side. Pebbles of varying sizes covered most of the area, save for a small band of unspoiled sandy beach in the...
Seduction“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
This past weekend started out like every other. Things happened over this past weekend that has forever changed us. Like most summer weekends Karen wanted to spend the day on the boat. Karen likes to bring her best friend along. Having them on the boat is great because I can stare at them in their thong bikinis. The girls are twenty-one while I am twenty-two. We all met while our freshman year in college. Every weekend it’s usually the three of us together. Looking back at things, it was just a...
Group SexUther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
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Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
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Voyeur Porn SitesThe Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...
FantasyWoah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...
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Incest Porn SitesThanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....
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Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...
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The Fappening‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...
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After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...