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Her name was Darlene Dimpledale, which is perhaps why she'd gone by the name Dee Dee, or simply Dee, for about as long as I'd known her. Which by now had been a very, very long time indeed.

My parents and I had lived next door to Dee and her husband Frank for years. I was an only child, and as I came to find out early on, Frank and Dee Dee never had any either. Though the reason for that was something I never found out as to why. But as such, Dee had taken to me as a second mother of sorts, always inviting me over for milk and cookies, and then later on when school was out for the summer, watching out and taking care of me. Something my mother was very appreciative of, as she and dad both had to work back then.

I didn't mind it at all either. Even as young as I was back then, I had a secret crush on Dee Dee, though the feelings I had back then weren't any I could really put my finger on as to why. I just liked her for some reason. Though perhaps it was because she was such a great cook, better than mom was, though I'd certainly never once told her that. But she was a great baker too. Always making pies, cookies ... cakes. I found myself preferring to hang around with her during the day, more so than running off to play with friends. At times, she actually shooed me outside in order to force me into doing so, rather than hanging around with her all day.

And then Frank died. It was for a time one of the saddest times I'd ever been through. I had come to think of them as a surrogate Aunt and Uncle, even going so far as to call them that. It was a period of several long lonely months that Dee just seemed to withdraw into herself, and perhaps even age a little bit faster in the process. At most, she was only a few years older than my own mother, but I saw her begin to take on the look of a run down, lonely woman in a very short period of time.

I had just turned sixteen when Frank passed away.

It was now time to give back after all those years she had looked after, and taken care of me. With mom and dad's full approval of course, I continued to spend as much time as I could helping her out around the house. Doing odd jobs, mowing the lawn, raking up leaves, taking the trash out, whatever she needed doing, I was always Johnny on the spot. Never once did I feel obligated, put out, or put off in having to do things for her, no matter what they were.

Gradually, she slowly started to act like her old self once again. She'd even began putting on makeup again, something I hadn't seen her do in a very long time. She had even dyed her hair, taking out the few strands of grey she'd allowed to remain up until then. The moment she did that, looking ten, if not fifteen years younger again. Now even looking younger than my own mother was.

By the time I had turned seventeen, only one year away from graduation now, we'd gotten into such a place of comfortable familiarity with one another, that I had found myself being able to talk to her about things, subjects I could never discuss with either mom or dad. Sometimes they were personal things, and later as I'd actually started dating girls, they became even more intimate in nature. It happened so gradually, so smoothly that never not once did I think either one of us was uncomfortable or really embarrassed because of it. Dee became a sounding board for me, offering advice, and even at times, a few related personal experiences of her own time growing up as a teenager. It was nice, not to mention interesting, getting a perspective on things from a woman's point of view. I think it helped me understand girls a hell of a lot more than most, though even in understanding, it didn't always help me cope with the difficulties of raging hormones, or the adolescent silliness of growing up. For myself, or the girls. Dee just sat acting amused, remembering perhaps, and then would sit down and talk to me about it.

Like I said. I almost preferred spending time with her as opposed to spending it with any of my friends. Such was our relationship. And then one day, something profound changed things, and set things on a whole new course quite unexpectedly.

I had recently turned eighteen, graduation was only a couple of months away, and though it was my intention to further my education, I was also seriously considering entering into the service. I had a lot on my mind at the time. Decisions to make, and another one that I hadn't as yet told anyone about. Her name was Marjorie. My girlfriend. We'd been dating of course for well over a year now. Things had quite naturally progressed in the 'curiosity' department for both of us. Though Marjorie had told me early on, that she was saving it for when she got married, or baring that ... only for sure if she felt like she had found the man she loved would she consider taking it that far even before marriage. Marjorie and I had spent the last weekend in the front seat of my car going far beyond anything we had ever done up until then, just short of actually having intercourse, "going all the way" as we called it. It had been the most exciting time of my entire life up until then. But it had also left me wondering as well. Marjorie had hinted at the fact that she might..."might" she had said it twice, have a big surprise to give me on my birthday. Well, not quite on my birthday as that was in the middle of the week. But very possibly on the weekend after that. A weekend in which her parents were going to be away. The implications of that, without coming right out and saying it ... were obvious.

I was nervous, excited, apprehensive, curious ... and scared to death. And when I went over to mow the lawn on Saturday morning, Dee could see that something was bothering me and invited me inside. It had actually been a long time now since we'd just sat down and talked the way we used to do. Busy life, schedules ... trying to grow up had naturally put some distance between us. But even with all that, we still had a smile to share, or a friendly word or two to give one another every time we saw one another. But again, it had been a long time since we'd just sat down together and had a nice long comfortable chat.

Unfortunately, I knew going in, as did she ... this wasn't going to be one of those. Even though we both sat smiling at one another just like old times.

"Ok Jimmy," she began..."Spit it out, what's going on?"

By now of course I went by Jim. No one, and I mean no one called me Jimmy any more. Even mom had quit calling me by that name the day I turned sixteen and informed everyone ... mom and dad especially, I wasn't a little boy any more, and that Jim, not Jimmy was the name I would answer to. The only one who did ... still did, and who could honestly get away with it was Dee. To her, I'd be Jimmy no matter how old I was.

It was as though Dee knew my thoughts before I did. Just like the time I'd gone into my father's workshop looking for some nails for a clubhouse the other guys and I were building. For years there'd been this one cabinet that dad had kept locked, and his one and only warning to me back then had been to "Stay the fuck out!" I knew he was serious, because dad never said 'fuck' unless he meant it. So I had ... until that very moment. Reason being, I noticed the lock wasn't actually locked. It had been left hanging open. I stood there staring at it, wondering what secrets existed behind that "fuck-lock" as I called it. But being the curious teenager that I was, I opened the cabinet, and then just stood there staring at it.

"Why on earth would dad feel it necessary to lock up a bunch of old dirty rags and service and maintenance manuals?" Standing there peeking in, that's initially all I could see at first. Until I raffled through a few of the books on the stack. Suddenly I knew why. It was a stash of dirty magazines. I certainly knew mom would come unglued if she knew dad had these, which is partially why he kept them out here in the shed of course. But the fact he even had them to begin with was an eye-opening moment for me. Dad wasn't the prude I'd always thought him to be. I quickly rummaged through the stack, glad that mom and dad were at work so I didn't fear anyone coming up on me while I was flipping through a few. Selecting two that I found quite interesting, I hurried back outside to where my friends stood waiting for me.

"Hey Jim, where's the nails?" Bob Petersen, my best friend and buddy asked me curiously as I shielded the books against myself, running towards them. His eyes suddenly opening wide when he saw me doing that. "Hey man ... wha'd ya find?"

"Inside!" I said blowing past everyone. Though we still had some finishing work to do yet, the clubhouse for the most part was nearly finished. We'd even dragged in an old worn out couch and a chair as part of the décor, which I immediately plopped down in, holding the books out for everyone there to see. There were five of us in total, now sitting around passing the books around as we took turns quickly leafing through them.

"Fuck!" Bob said actually slipping his hand down inside his pants. "I'm getting horny!"

Don't laugh ... it was the first time I'd ever heard the word. "Horny? What the hell's that?" I asked, though delighted to find out, I wasn't the only one that didn't know what it meant.

"This!" He exclaimed taking his hard swollen cock out, and immediately began jacking himself off. I too had been masturbating for a while now, as had we all ... but never together, and certainly never in front of one another, or even admitting to one another that we ever did. But Bob being Bob, and basically the leader amongst us continued to do so, all the while looking at the magazines.

It was after when I'd gone over to Dee's to finish moving some things out of the house she was donating to charity that we had our first real serious discussion. I was abnormally quiet perhaps, a little withdrawn in a way, still struggling with what had happened earlier in the day inside our clubhouse.

"Sit down Jimmy ... talk to me. What is it that's troubling you anyway?"

Like I said in the beginning. Dee might have been older than mom by a few years, but I didn't really look at her that way. We were friends more than anything else. Close friends, the kind of friend you could say anything too. At least that's the way Dee had taught me to believe with her. She'd kept secrets, confidences in the past. Maybe it hadn't been over anything quite this intimate, or "naughty-bad" as I now thought of it ... but I still felt like I could trust her, not even being embarrassed about telling her what I'd found, and then what the guys and I had done while looking at the magazines together.

In a way ... it was almost a relief to see the small knowing smile on her face as she sat there until I had told her everything. Every single detail without interrupting me even once.

"So what's the problem?" She asked. "You feeling guilty? Bad you did that?"

"Well yeah ... sorta," I answered back.

"Good! You should feel guilty! For disobeying your father and getting into his cabinet, whether it was locked or not! But not for doing what you did with your friends afterwards," she said a bit more softly. "It's perfectly natural Jimmy," she told me. "Everyone does it ... including me," she'd added, though the workings of that escaped me for the moment. But she continued before I could ask her a much more personal question, sidetracking me perhaps ... wisely. "If you're feeling guilty about masturbating in front of your friends, or them doing the same in front of you ... don't be. It's a perfectly normal, natural curiosity that all young men go through, even if most of them never admit to it. So don't go beating yourself up for it. If anything, enjoy this time of self-exploration, learn about yourself. And don't rush things either ... you'll learn all about girls soon enough."

That however had been the conversation that had opened the door. After that, we talked openly, candidly about anything and everything. Whenever I had a question, or had heard something ... I came to Dee and asked her. And I honestly have to say, I came away each and every time with an honest and complete answer. Dee never once held back, told me what it was I wanted to know, didn't go overboard, never gave me more than I'd asked, nor more than she felt I needed to know at the time to satisfy my curiosity or question.

Such then became the nature of our relationship. Dee became the best friend I ever had.

It was like going back in time. Dee sat waiting for me to do just that. Spit it out. Normally, or rather in the past I'd found it easy to do so. But it had after all been a while. Would she still be as receptive as she once was? Would I shock her by what I was considering, dealing with? I realized even as I asked myself that question, the answer was no. Not Dee.

"I think Marjorie wants to have sex ... you know, intercourse, this weekend ... tonight," I said running everything together ... spitting it all out so to speak.

"I see. And what do you want?" She asked me point blank. "Do you want to have sex with her? And if I may ask Jimmy ... are we talking about losing our virginity here if you do?"

Oh she was indeed the wise one. She had always asked things in such a way that it forced you to honestly think about them before answering. Giving her an honest answer in return, especially as she'd always given me one.

"Yeah, I do. I mean ... well, we've sort of done everything else but that," I freely admitted to her, doing so without reservation, though I did notice she raised her eyebrows just a little upon hearing that. "And yeah ... we both are," I added then, though hearing the reluctance in my own tone of voice upon hearing myself say that.

"You're not ready. Not even now," she said equally as soft, but yet a bit more firmly. "If you were Jimmy ... you wouldn't be hesitating right now. If Marjorie is the right girl for you, and I'm not speaking about waiting until you get married before you decide to do that. Heaven's knows ... Frank and I certainly didn't. And I didn't lose mine to Frank in the first place. I lost my virginity to a man older than I was, who knew what he was doing, and to whom I will forever be grateful."

"No shit? Really?" I asked, forgetting my manners for a moment as I had hardly ever sworn in front of Dee before. Luckily, she laughed it off though, not even chastising me for the obscenity.

"Yeah, but I was ready. I knew it was what I really wanted, even though I knew there was no future in it for he and I. That's not what it was about for me. And it shouldn't be for you either. If Marjorie's the one ... she'll wait. Just as you should. If she isn't ... well, then you won't be looking back on this moment years from now and wishing that you really had waited. You want my advice Jimmy?" She asked. Which she always did. Just like that. And then she waited, never offering, never giving it, unless I honestly and truly wanted to hear it. And for sure ... this time I did.

"Yeah, I would Dee. I really, really would."

"You said you've done everything else. Can I assume from that, you've pleasured her orally?"

Ok, don't laugh. I obviously still had a lot to learn here. "Her?"

Though she did. "Yes Jimmy ... her," she chuckled a bit. "I take it, she's pleasured you that way, taken your cock into her mouth, sucking it."

I had seriously forgotten how candid she could be with me. I guess most would have thought she'd have used the more clinical term, "penis" when describing that particular male appendage. But ... she'd said cock in front of me before, and pussy too. So hearing her say that didn't exactly set me back on my haunches. Now ... hearing her say, "sucking it" did. That was indeed a sex thing, a describing what you do ... or wanted to do, or did sort of sex thing ... sex act. But I sat there asking myself the question, suddenly everything else no longer important to me. "Had she?" Obviously she must have, but it wasn't exactly something you normally sat there and pondered over. Until now.

"Ah yeah ... she has. And ah no ... I ah ... I ah, haven't," I stammered just a bit, finally admitting to her I hadn't reciprocated in that way. Though to be perfectly honest about it, the subject of my doing that to her ... for her, hadn't exactly come up either. Obviously ... we hadn't done just about everything. There were still a few things. Well ... a whole bunch of things actually, we hadn't done.

"I see," She said again sitting back in her chair, rocking a little, that same knowing bemused smile on her face. "So tell me Jimmy ... have you?"

"No." I said easily, honestly ... and sincerely. I never had. Never even thought about it until that very moment. And perhaps to some, when that moment came, they'd think about it, wonder about it, hesitate, and maybe even, find it disgusting or a revolting thought. But not me. I sat there, not realizing I was actually becoming aroused, not just yet anyway, though I was. But my mind was lost in the thought ... actually licking pussy, not just fingering the way I had done. Which had been pleasurable and exciting enough in its own way. At least I wasn't so naive that I didn't know what a clit was, or that it felt good to a girl when you touched it, played with it. But I'd never actually considered licking it ... until now. But not only that. As the image suddenly filled my head, as I sat there imagining myself actually doing that, it suddenly dawned on me. It wasn't Marjorie's pussy I was considering or thinking about doing that to. It was Dee's! It was the image once again of her standing there in her backyard, naked ... taking the sheets down off the line. Only in my mind, I was kneeling there in front of her, also naked ... rigidly hard, my fingers pulling her pussy lips apart, that sweet delicious looking clit of hers (I could only imagine it being so of course) as I knelt there licking it.

"Jimmy? Jimmy? Earth to Jimmy!" She said shaking me back to the present.

"Oh sorry..." I said feeling my face reddening; though I am sure Dee took it for embarrassment on my part as she shook her head positively at me.

"My advice," she then said sitting up again in her rocking chair. "Tell her you'd rather wait, not rush into it for one thing. I'm willing to bet, she's not really ready either Jimmy, and I'm willing to bet you one of my home-made pies, that she'll thank you for it afterwards, if you don't. But ... maybe what you should do, is surprise her."

"How?"

"By doing what she's already done for you, by going down on her ... or rather, licking her pussy if you will."

God I was hard, sitting there hearing her say that. Once again the image however, not of Marjorie, my girlfriend ... but of Dee. And I knew at that very moment, I wasn't ready. Not with Marjorie anyway ... I liked her. I liked her a lot. But I knew at that very moment. I wasn't in love with her. And doing something, like taking advantage of that, taking her virginity when I wasn't, or giving mine to her either for that matter, wasn't something either one of us should be doing under the circumstances. And to be perfectly honest about it, I now had to wonder about the rest of it too.

"But ... I've never done it, not even sure how to do it for one thing. And what if ... she doesn't like it? Or doesn't want me to?"

Once again she laughed. "Oh honey ... one thing you're going to soon learn about women. We all love having our cunts licked."

OK ... THAT was a new one. Cunt was a thing guys spoke about to one another, cunt ... pussy ... split, snatch, twat ... hell, we had a bunch of names (never vagina though ... isn't that funny?) But hearing a woman use a guys word (back then it was anyway) or ... maybe not. Regardless, hearing Dee use it. Well ... that damn near pulled the trigger on the gun in my holster.

She sighed then, her eyes closed as though remembering she once had. "Or at least I certainly used to," she added even more softly than anything she'd said before, which is also when I noticed a small tear run down the side of her face, which she hurriedly wiped away, turning as though hoping I hadn't seen it. Too late. I had.

"You're crying!" I said standing out of worry and concern for her, totally forgetting for the moment that in doing so, I had inadvertently displayed myself. Not something I would have normally done, and now painfully aware of the fact that I had as she was looking down, or rather at me ... which then drew my own head down paying attention to myself. Had it been any other moment in history ... I'd have probably been proud. I don't think I'd ever been that hard, that full ... that erect, my jeans bulging out so much so, that a blind man (or woman) would have felt the change in the air surrounding it.

And then I said a word I'd never once said in front of her before. "Fuck! Dee! I'm sorry!"

Once again she had laughed, but put me immediately at ease. "It's ok Jimmy, I've said that one a few times myself," she continued chuckling, though her eyes remained glued to the very obvious, very pronounced erection sticking out of my pants. "I think though ... it's probably time for you to return home and perhaps get ready for this evening. Just remember what I told you ... if it feels right, then ok. If it doesn't ... well then, you've still got plenty of time before you rush into anything."

She actually stood then, walking forward to hug me. (Yeah ... picture this), so I'm bending (or bowing if you prefer) trying very delicately here not to poke her in the stomach with what is a very obvious, almost painful erection. She's still chuckling while we do this, giving me a soft little kiss on the cheek as she did. Now that's not abnormal either, but it did seem to linger for like a split second longer than usual, not to mention the fact, bowed/bent as I am, for some reason her fairly large full breasts seemed to press against me a bit more than normally as well. And of course, that did little if anything to squelch the predicament I now found myself in.

I finally backed away, or rather almost pushed away, just as she did, that damndable smile still on her face, and worse, another obvious glance downwards towards my crotch as we did that.

"Maybe ... you should do something about that before tonight," she now laughed pleasantly, and even sighed when she said that. "Ah ... to be young again," she finished, and then stood there at the doorway waving at me as I hurriedly (somewhat still stooped over mind you) towards my place.

Luckily for me, no one was home, so I managed to make it upstairs to my room without any further incidents. But, I had already made the decision to indeed "do something about it" as Dee had said, even if Marjorie and I ended up "doing it" or doing other things later on this evening.

What I now knew however ... strange as it sounded. And what likewise bothered me to some extent, was the fact I knew with one hundred percent certainty, that I wasn't in love with Marjorie. The person I was in love with ... was Dee.

Once inside my room, I literally tore my clothes off jumping onto my bed. I honestly believe this was the horniest I had ever been, which was odd in a way, as except for a little erotic banter between us, and the kiss ... and the feel of Dee's soft full breasts pushing against me, well hell ... there just wasn't much more than that. Certainly not enough that it should have made me this horny, this aroused. And yet ... I was. I didn't have one of those monster cocks you're always hearing about. Average sized perhaps, though I was a bit thicker around than most I suppose. But what I was at the moment, was fucking harder than I ever remembered being before. Looking down at my own dick, the head of it seemed to have ballooned up to mushroom size, a dark deep purple color in fact, which was again something relatively new to me. I wrapped my fist around it, squeezing it ... watched the emergence of not just one droplet, but a sudden runoff of pre-cum fuck batter, and then did so again, producing yet another pearly little silly string of juice that now clung to my fingers like a spider-web.

After I had spent several long minutes just teasing the shit out of myself, I began pumping it seriously up and down. Slowly at first, but with ever increasing rapidity as my mind suddenly went into overdrive. I now found myself accessing archives that I had long since locked away in memory, not a whole lot of them mind you, and not many that probably most guys would have held onto for their masturbatory fantasy material. But the truth of it was, each and every one of them had something to do with Dee for as far back as I could remember, and as far back as each and every incident qualified as "cock-throb" material.

I had even gone so far as to catalog them in order of priority. Like the day I'd gone over to help rake up leaves, needing another bag, walking over to ask her where she kept them. She was kneeling down of course, leaning over pulling out a few stubborn weeds with her hand. As she did, her blouse had opened considerably, giving me my first ever look at the smooth softness of those magnificent tits of hers. Unfortunately, she was wearing a bra, though even seeing that, most of it in fact, had sent me running off to my room a short time later.

My second filed away fantasy of hers had been when she'd tripped and fallen. Maybe it shouldn't have been one under the circumstances, and wasn't at the time as I'd been genuinely concerned for her. But she'd just retrieved a bag full of groceries out of her car, turned to head into the house just as I came out. Seeing me, she waved, but in doing so, forgot to look where she was going and tripped over the hose in her yard, suddenly she's falling, groceries spilling everywhere at once. Naturally I ran over to her to help her up, and then help collect the spilled contents now scattered everywhere. This was my second look down mammary lane, though this time, I got to see both boobs, sans bra, she hadn't worn one!

As I lay there in bed, pleasantly stroking myself up and down, I clicked off each and every little incident one by one, working my way up to number one as I did so, trying to time the orgasmic bliss I was rapidly approaching before reaching it. That day ... that very special day, which was in fact only a few weeks ago now, had made it to the top of the list by leaps and by bounds.

Oddly enough, I had stayed home not feeling well. I wasn't dead-sick, just the sniffles, sneezes and typical cough that good old mom had used in her own concern, to convince me to stay home rather than go to school. (I owe you one mom) I later told myself. Outside, it had started to thunder and lightning, something that always fascinated me, and which I enjoyed watching. Walking over to my bedroom window to look out, it was then that it started to rain and rain pretty hard. Suddenly before I even realized what it was I was looking at, Dee came sprinting out of her back door into the back yard. I knew then what was happening. She'd put out several sets of sheets to dry out on the line as opposed to throwing them in the drier, something my mom very often did as well, preferring the smell of wind-dried sheets, just as Dee obviously did. In a hurry perhaps, or maybe (as I later wondered) having just gotten out of the shower, and then realizing it was about to rain, she'd coming running outside. I saw her turn, starting to undo the clothespins, which is when the robe she was wearing, came completely open. She made no effort to retie it either, the rain truly starting to come down now. But I stood there in my window, (though why I now did this I don't really know) stepping back a little, though still keeping a good eye down on where she was. Both breasts, both of those incredibly beautiful, full bouncy tits staring at me. Each one with humongous (ok, maybe they weren't THAT humongous) but when you're seeing them for the first time, they sure as hell looked like it ... areolas. Dark brown, (something to do with her heritage perhaps, since Dee had once said she had Spanish blood in her) and then this small little dark patch between her legs. It wasn't this unruly looking triangle either, but it acted like a beacon to me as I stood there in the window looking down at her. I was seeing her for the first time ever ... completely naked!

And then I remember her looking up towards my room. I had stood frozen, looking down at her, wondering if she could see me, had seen me. But she merely looked away, finished pulling down the rest of the sheets off the line, and never once made an effort to cover herself up as she finished doing that. She then turned and headed back inside the house.

It never failed ... just before the turn, I erupted, as I was doing now. Needless to say, I'd cum a lot thinking about that moment, but I have to also say ... laying there the way I was now, horny as I said I truly was, I began spurting unlike anytime I had ever spurted before in my entire life. It was almost impressive enough that I felt like telling someone. (I said almost). The first few spurts actually surprising me, going well up and over the top of my head, hitting the headboard, if not the wall behind me, (which I later ended up cleaning up after) but after those, readjusting my aim just a little, I was still surprised and in awe of myself as I emptied my nuts against myself, finally having to cup my hand over my dick because it was spurting so much. I even briefly wondered if there was some sort of a valve I'd somehow fucked up, thus allowing my cock to continue to pump out streamers of white sticky stuff as I'd never squirted this much of it in my entire life before. Finally, as it began to ebb, and now just ooze slightly out of the tip, I released my dick, still seeing stars, still trying to catch my breath ... and the image of Dee standing there in her yard looking up at me forever frozen in time as I lay there.

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Hi Mera Naam Vinod haa par mee apnee nickname yunghelper (mail id: ) se apnee nett dostto (hot gals ) see chat kartaahuu. Voo apnee chudeeyee kee story mujhee brief mee batatee haa ferr mee us chudeeyee par ek story develop kartaa huu. Meree saree storiessach haa readers manee yaa naa manee ye un par nirbhar kartaa haa.My hot and horny readers see ek appeal haa- padnee see pahlee ladke apnaa lund pakad lee aur ladkeeya apne chut mee unglee dal lee takee story padne mee zyadaa maza aayegaa aur...

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Franks Barn Part Two Dee

This is part two of Frank's Barn. That might be a good one to read before you read this one.I called back at three and Dee answered the phone. In a youthful voice she said brightly, "Hi! This is Dee." I waited a second then said she had given me her card a few nights ago. She whispered, "Just a second, I'm going to go to the phone in my room." A little while later I heard her yell out, "Daddy, will you hang up the phone in the kitchen? I am going to take a while on this phone call." I...

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Claiming Dee

[This story was written by request for and about a very wonderful fan. I mean every word of it. Hope you enjoy, babe.]I met Dee in a little pub near my office. I'd just popped in for a drink on my way home, and was sitting at the bar trying to unwind, when my eyes lit on her. Her friends were gone and had left their empties and tips on the table, but she still had half a cooler and a bored look in her eye.She was about 5'5, dark of skin, hair and eye, and the neckline of her shirt dipped low...

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The Pantyhose Clubs Fancy Night by Dee

The Pantyhose Club's Fancy Night (by Dee) Dee takes part in a special initiation for new members and has an opportunity to sample the members at The Pantyhose Club I had received my invitation giving the date and RSVP for attending our PHC 'Fancy Night.' The invitation explained that there would be specific instructions before attending this special night at the club. I received my first instruction the week of the gathering. That afternoon I was to present myself to a designated...

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Bengali Aunty Ne Train Me Garami De Aur Uncle Ne Garh Bulaakar Aunty Dee

Hello friend I am Amit Kumar.I am 27 year old Good-looking, 5’10” and Professionally I am Mechanical Engineer working with reputed Company. I am old fan of ISS. Mai is site ko last six year se read kar raha hu. This is my second story. I posted my first story “Punjaban Aunty Ki Chhattisgarh Me Chudai” about three year back. This is may second story both stories are based on real incident happened in my life. This incident happened in month of December 2012.So This story start with a train...

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Becoming Dee Dee

Becoming DeeDee by DeeDee Pauca Chapter One It's hard for me to believe that I lost my parents more that ten years ago. They were killed in an auto accident on June 10th - twelve days after my fourteenth birthday. Obviously, that's a day I'll never forget; to lose one's parents at such an age is traumatic. But I'll also remember the day because it became the first day in a whole new lifestyle. Mom and Dad left only one relative. My Mother's sister Bunny...

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Cumstained Dee

CUMSTAINED DEE By Sissydee I My wife was out late one Saturday night, so I decided to do a little cyber on the computer. I hooked up with a woman who wanted to see me with a dildo up my ass. I had never done that before, but the conversation was hot so I thought I would give it a try. I lay back on the bed after I made sure the webcam was in the right spot and slowly started to insert my wife's 8" dildo. It took me a long time, but she was patient with me. Anyway, I...

1 year ago
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Meri Bhul Ki Saja Bhabhi Ne Pyar Se Dee

Hi guys, Me ISS ka daily reader hu,socha ke chalo apne sath gati huwi gatna ap logo se share karu..mera name prince(name change) our me B.sc ke 2nd year he padhai kar raha hu,me apni bua ke gar rehke padha karta hu..waha 6 log rehte he.bua our uske husbnd,unke 2 bachche our unke 2 biwiya. Me dusri story ki tarah gumrah nahi karuga,aj tak jitni bhi story padhi he sab me likha hota he mera 8 inch 10 ka lund he.sale sab ke sab chutiye he..our 1 ganta chudai karte he.mother fucker he sale. Ab me...

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An Interview with Mona Dee

Q: It's become a standard for you to always do interviews naked and masturbating. How come, pun intended? A: (Laughs). I don't know. I just...I just like to play with myself when others watch. And I don't blame you for not joining me, but sometimes they do. Last spring I did this radio show, no adult radio, very mainstream, late in the night and I masturbated on air and convinced one of the male hosts to join in. It was radio, there was no video or photos, but still they got a fucking ton...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 5

It was 4 pm when I woke up. My Sleeping Beauty was looking so cute, that I didn't want to wake him up. Besides, I had some preparations to make, and Peaches was sleeping for good. I gently lifted him off my chest and laid him on a deewan. The Mantra of my life has been one- live your young life at the fullest, and I was going to prepare for that. I took my wallet and car keys to go shopping for tonight, but then stopped on my track. The shadow that appeared in the hospital ward. I...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 4

Why it had to happen this way? I had to confess my feelings for Tanuj some day or other. But as Thammi used to say, we realise the importance of people when they are taken away from us. Maybe to teach me a lesson, The Mother Goddess devised the turn of events. But because of me, Peaches is in danger. Oh Mother Goddess! I have already harmed my innocent brother. How many crimes will you make me do? I beg you my true love's life and well being. Please save him! I have worshiped you all my...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 6

I pulled off the messed up sheet and prepared our bed while he arranged the tub. As I got into the bathroom, I realised that it was not just a bath tub, but a Hamam with aromatic oils, candles and fragrant potions arranged in a neat line. Three steps led to the edge of the circular Hamam. Did Sweetpea plan to spoil me tonight? The tub was filled with scented water, petals of flowers floating in it. As I stepped into it, warm water touched my feet. Sweetpea was sitting in a corner, as he...

3 years ago
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Steamy Sex With Hot Cousin Deepthi

Hello everyone, I am Karthik from Bangalore and I am 24 years old. I work for an IT firm. This story is about a real incident where I got to fuck my hot cousin Deepthi. My cousin Deepthi is 6 months older to me. She too is an IT professional and works in Hyderabad. Deepthi’s family shifted from Bangalore to Hyderabad around 15 years back due to her father’s work. We were kids back then. After that, we hardly met each other except in marriage around 7-8 years ago. My cousin was a very studious...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 2

We wrapped up the shooting of 'The Night of death'. As planned earlier, my show Suspense Nights was a weekly show, that was set to be aired sat-sun, 8 pm. I wanted to be with my family for the grand premier of the show, and took the first flight to New Delhi. My parents are the highest Rank holders of IAS and IPS services and both their official residences are in New Delhi. Usually I pay visit to my home once in a year during the annual festival in The Mother Goddess's honour. So my...

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Forbidden Fruit Deepthi

“Ahh Tushant.. Please stop.. Uh.. Please….”, Deepthi pleaded to Tushant, as he was forcibly kissing and licking her neck and rubbed her vigorously down there over her jeans. Tushant and Shashank were classmates in college and they had met for a common friend’s engagement party. Tushant had sneaked out with Deepthi outside the party hall into a corridor. Making sure no one was around, Tushant had pinned Deepthi onto a wall and making out with her. “Don’t say no, Deepthi.. I know you want this as...

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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 3

After discharge, Sweetpea took me to his apartment. The Sinhas had a smaller apartment in an adjacent tower of the same complex, and it was decided that they will rent it to me. For the first time I felt secured in Mumbai. I had a job, I had a place to live, and now I could think of bringing Aai from Nagpur. But first I had to talk to Mr. & Mrs. Sinha, who had invited me for lunch. As I stepped into their apartment, I realised it's not an apartment, but a penthouse on the 36th floor. As I...

3 years ago
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Footjob By Deepti

It was Sunday afternoon. Deepti walked out of the bathroom. “Will you do my toe nails now?” She asked me , carrying all needed materials in a dainty basket. I looked up from my book and saw the glint in her eye. Yes, I wanted to. Deepti sat in the plush chair across me. I put down my book and Deepti put her right foot between my legs, resting it on my chair, and handed me the basket containing her pedicure materials. I was wearing boxer shorts and a tee shirt. I put the basket on the...

3 years ago
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My Best Fuck Deepthi

Hi All, I am a regular reader of ISS and I want to share my real experience with all of you. I work for an MNC company in Houston for last 2 years. In May this year Deepthi joined the onsite team as a local recruit. She is 27, wheatish complexion, 5’5 tall a little bit on the bulkier side and with 36 C boobs, 34 waist and 38 ass ( I measured her). For me, I am tall 6’0. Fair and with muscline body as part of my daily work, Deepthi and I used to work very closely, she always dressed in some...

3 years ago
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Me And My Friend Pradeep

Hello friends, I am Revati. I am 21 years old. I have good figure 36-24-34. I Have light brown color pointed nipples. I am sharing a incident with you. That was my final year in collage. Due to short of my attendance I was not getting my admit card. One of my friends advice me to meet Pradeep Kumar. He is a very good looking guy. He is also a member of collage union. My friend introduce me to Pradeep. He told me that he will try his best to solve my problem. He take required information about...

4 years ago
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Target Achieved 8211 Deepthi

Hi friends,my name is SAM. This is my 3rd story in ISS, I got a lot of emails for my previous 2 stories, but after that I lost access to my ISS account and was not able to submit any stories. After a long time I’m back with my new story which happened in my New company where I fucked a lady named Deepthi. She was a little dusky and chubby. Her stats are 34-30-36. This is the story how I fucked her in her flat. Deepthi was my mentor when I joined newly in the company. At first, I had no sexual...

4 years ago
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Lost Virginity To My Aunt Deepthi

Hii guys this is Akhil from Hyderabad. I am a regular reader of Indian sex stories.The story is about how I fucked and lost my virginity to my neighbour and my aunt deepthi.   Coming to the heroine of the story her name is deepthi she is so hot that every one would love to fuck her at the first site itself…Her assets are 34-26-36 any one would die for them.   All this happened was a month back I am studying my b.Tech in Tamil Nadu I went to a home for Holi holidays then I met my lady who is...

3 years ago
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My Sexy Team Leader Deepika

Hello readers, this is my first story here and in fact a true on which happened just a week back. I work for an MNC and my team is a 3 member team. Me the project head, a new trainee who just joined our company a month back and my team leader Deepika. This is a new team and we were looking after a new project. Since the 3rd member is a trainee for official client meetings, me and Deepika had to attend. Every time the client discussion will be through video conferencing and this time the client...

3 years ago
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My First Experience With Deepa

Na peru surya age 23 height 5.4 average boy.Nenu iss telugu sex stories stories ki pedda fan.Indulo maa pakkintlo unde deepatho naa first sex experience chebuthanu. Madi oka marumula gramam . Ma inti pakkane oka family undedi , andulo husband naku varusaku thatha avuthadu, wife rajitha and oka ammayi deepa. Inka kathaloki velithe naaku 8th class nundi sex mida interest perigindi.Nenu inter 2nd year lo unnapudu okaroju nenu college nundi madhyahnam (afternoon) intiki vaccha. Maa intiki kontha...

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The Seduction of Deedee

1. Deedee was brimming over with excitement, and a little trepidation, as she finished her shower and other activities in preparation for getting dressed. She took extra time because she wanted everything to be perfect. Her BFF Mimi was coming over tonight, and they were going to go out to dinner at a restaurant picked by Mimi and then a show Deedee had selected (Kinky Boots). Now, this might not seem so unusual for a couple of BFF girlfriends, but Deedee was a 'special' girl. 'I hope...

3 years ago
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Unforgettable Sex With Sanjana And Deepa

Hi guys, I am MGR here, I am very happy from your feedbacks about my previous encounter. So I came here with my new encounter. Friends this one little lengthy so please forgive me and if any mistake in my narration please don’t scold me. As I said in my last encounter “Memorable sex with beautiful sanjana”, deepa found us (I and sanjana) in the hugging position with naked body. At that time she didn’t speak any words and went silent to hall. After some time we both get dressed and went to hall,...

3 years ago
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Cousin Sister Deepika

Hi! Dosto mera naam Raj hai, aur mai 24 saal ka ek gabru jawan ladka hoo aur main Delhi se belong karta hoo. Mai ISS ko pichle 4 saal se pad raha hoo, aur mujhe iske sare stories pasand aate hai, khaskar incest stories jisme bhai-behan ke pyaar/choodne ke bare me bataya gaya hai. Meri ye story meri cousin sister Deepika ke bare me hai, aur ye koi story nahi hai balki meri life ka ek real insident hai jo ki mai share karne ja raha hu. Khair mai apna insident batatahu jo ki mai story ke taur pe...

2 years ago
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First Time With Deepthi

Hi all, this is Karthik from the city of destiny. As this is my first story I am sorry for any grammatical mistakes.Any girl from vizag want to hang up kindly contact my mail and discretion is absolutely guaranteed. Guys this is a romantic and a soft-core story so dont expect big things at the initial story itself and I am sure this story will make u cum. Now coming back to the story this is about Deepthi whom I met on facebook.I was a regular use of facebook I saw her on db fb and I gave her...

3 years ago
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Awesome Time With Deepthi

Hi, i am john from b’lore. This story is about how i fucked deepthi.. She is 5.7h and a fig of 34.28.34 and age 21.. Im 5.8h and age 19 with a 6 inch.. Deepthi used to come to our house every weekends as she was staying in hostel.. I dint have any sexual desire on her as i thought tat she was good and was not interested in such things.. One Friday as usual she had come to our house.. We chatted for some time and later i went to my room and closed the door.. My mother at that time went top to...

2 years ago
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Unexpected Sex Drive With Deepika

Hi all readers of iss, this is Vikas, I am writing my second sexperience, let me remind u my first story ” sweet sex with maid”, here I am coming back with my real encounter with my cousin Deepika in 2010 on the way to Hyderabad to Bangalore. After transferring from Hyderabad to Bangalore, life got bit more spiced up with new colleagues and friends, I was looking forward for someone to hang out with and have serious fun and sex, myself, I am medium built height 5’9″ and weighs around 75...

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WHEN I BECAME A WOMAN CHAP 10 a continuation and CHAP 11 MORNING FUCKS ARE FUN DEEDEE

Fifteen minutes later, Cassy was getting tired of waiting. She wondered what was up. Puzzled. Then Daddy came in, followed by Mommy. Cassy suddenly remembered that yesterday was the day she was the Boss, not today. But, she thought to herself, I’m gonna get a hundred bucks every time they want to fuck me. Cassy didn’t really need the money, or even especially wanted the money since she was happy to get fucked by Mommy or Daddy whenever they wanted, it was so fun. But… she just...

1 year ago
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The story of Peaches and Sweetpea Part 1

To begin with, the name is Neiladri Sinha Jr.; everyone calls me Neil. I am 6'4, bronze skin, jet black hair and black eyes; like any other regular Indian of Bengal ethnicity. Hailing from an aristocratic clan from Bengal, I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. To know my story, one has to understand me by knowing my past. As a child, I traveled across the length and breadth of India since both my parents are high-ranking Government officials. As a result, I have been to places in the...

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Doctors Harem Ch 01 Nurse Deena

I am a little overweight, plus somehow not that tall, so I had no ambitions in being the stud doctor or womanizer media usually presents. Nevertheless, I was quite handsome, and as smart as Einstein. The institute, meanwhile, was just loaded with hot chicks and sexy females, including employees, nurses and service girls. One of the hugest seductions for me was nurse Deena. She was my surgery clinic nurse, she was brown-colored, curvaceous, hot as hell, divorced, BBW chick. She was in...

4 years ago
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My cousin deepa

Hi, this is Shiva from Hyderabad. This story is with my cousin deepa. Reading the Indian stories in the related websites which are very much arousing. Anyway is my story with deepa which happened when I was in college. If you like it please mail me at and I you Have any comments to deepa, you can mail her at as she had commanded me to the story on the net for the ladies who are interested to have sex with me. As it would interesting if we use some local language for the people of Andhra...

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Losing My Virginity To My Maid Deepthi

Hello there readers. This is the first time I am writing. Sorry for the mistakes and hope you enjoy. Before I start let’s just know me. I am a 25 yr old techie working in Bangalore who was born and raised in Delhi and whose native is Kerala. Got good humor sense and knows how to woo any girl. Lean built, 5ft 6in tall with a 6inch tool. This story dates back to the time when I was in 11th grade. I had just turned 18 and was living a happy carefree life. I was pretty much sexually active too and...

3 years ago
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My sexy neighbour deepa

This is a real story happend . I was then 27 years old .i met deepa ,she is our neighbour lived with her 6year old daughter , (which is next to our house) as tenants . Then her age would be around 33 years and a divorcee. She was from gujarat. She was fair and looks like yester years south indian actress gowtami. The moment i saw her i got attracted to her. As our houses were side by side. We introduced ourselves, talked for an hour she asked my mum about vegetable market and groceries shop....

3 years ago
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Pinky and Deepa

Hi, I am Neel 22 years old from Mumbai and I will narrate you my experience with two sexy sisters. It is really a true story, and it happened with me around 6 months’ back. I was in Pune and not too far from house lived two girls Pinky and Deepa. Let me describe you Pinky a little. She is 5″ 7′ very fair and sexy, cute and decent with long black hairs till her waist and she is really very beautiful. Actually, I was thinking of proposing Pinky, who is 20 years old and very beautiful. One day I...

3 years ago
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Second experience with Deepa

Hi again. This is Aryan from Orissa. Hope you’ve read about my first experience with chinky. Http://masala4india.com/showthread.php?T=39696. Well as I told there that we broke up after two years when I was in 12th. I also wrote about another friend who I felt that she had some feelings for me during the project. This story is about her-Deepa. She met me when I was moving in the new supermarket -big bazaar here. I was looking at some chocolates when she came up to me and said hi. Aryan, long...

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My Cousin Deepika

Hello guys, this Kishore. This is my first story so please excuse me if there are any mistakes. So let’s begin. I will start by introducing myself. I am Kishore, good-looking guy. I have a 6 inches long tool that can satisfy anyone on the earth. A brief description of myself. I am 180cm tall with a good body. I go to the gym and play professional cricket. I tend to attract girls due to my good looks and my down to earth character. Girls like me because I give them respect and treat them fairly....

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The Sweetener

“You know, Ms Perkins, I feel sure these negotiations could be brought to a swift and successful conclusion with the addition of a little sweetener.”Patricia kept a stony face. “A sweetener?” she said.The man on the other side of the table grinned wolfishly. His name was Vasily, and he spoke flawless English, if with an accent. “Yes,” he said, “a sweetener.”Patricia tried to keep perfectly still. She knew very well that if she leaned back her blouse would accentuate the curve of her breasts,...

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SRU Sweets

SRU: Sweets By Gina R "Spells? Yeah right." James (17, male, 5 foot 6) was no believer but he was in a habit of checking out any new store in his local mall, unless it was a girl's shop of course. In fact he could not even remember seeing this shop in construction and tried to think what it replaced. The shop was at the far end of the mall and he didn't come down this way often so maybe that was why he could not remember it. He walked into the shop, which was called 'Spells R...

4 years ago
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Adventures with Delicious DeeDee

Adventures with Delicious DeeDeeThe day had finally arrived...and long overdue it was for James and Dee.It had been over three years ago that James and Dee had first met virtually through XHamster, sharing thoughts, desires, fantasies arousing each other. Then there had been a break of many months, but reconnecting again both quickly resumed their sharing and lust for one another, they were kindred spirits separated by circumstance and geography, but not today. Today their mutual passions and...

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The Barbie Lez Fantasies Week 53 Rudolph the Red Cocked Reindeer

Introduction: A quick and kinky bestiality fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was...

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Best Sex With Deepika

Hello friends this is my first sex story so please forgive me for any mistakes. Please send your feedback to I am interested in girls and woman.So who wish to have a personal chat with me can send mail to above email id. I don’t want to waste your time so directly coming to the story. I am rajesh 5.9″ height slim, and having a dick of 8 inch height and 3 inches wide. Basically I am from nellore, andhra pradesh. Currently working for an it firm and living in a pg in btm 2nd stage bangalore.My...

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Young Widow Neighbor Deepa

Hi friends again Harish from Coimbatore. Thanks for your comments in previous story.if any girls or aunties need free haircut,facial,waxing ,sex etc can mail me to the below mail address.my mail address is .com. Please feel free to message. This story is about a newly married girl who starved for sex.lets begin the story. My self of age 22 average height and weight and had did a beautician course( not working as beautician). I have average athletic body with good size dick which every ladies...

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Black Cannon of Aberdeen

In the late 70's I met a handsome and hung black soldier from Aberdeen Proving Grounds in a bar that catered to mostly a black clientele.EXACTLY my kind of place.I had prepared carefully before I sashayed in that night swinging my creamy white ass atop 4 inch heels.Smoky eye shadow above a dark green that brought out and emphasized my hazel eyes,red lip-stick matching my toes and long acrylic fingernails.My bra was filled with Double DD silicone breast forms,that when warmed by my body...

3 years ago
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A Wild Night With Deepika

Hi, this is Amit . This is my first story which is a real life incident and a fabulous experience. Hope you guys enjoy it too. I’m from Mumbai, 34 yrs old, 5’10’’, wheatish, athletic built, attractive (as women tell me), married and have a 5 yr old kid, a beautiful wife, although my sex life is below average, add to that my appetite for sex and it turns out unsatisfactory. I work with a big MNC in Mumbai, taking care of the Advertising & Communication function. My job involves me interacting...

3 years ago
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Dear Charles

Want to have a little fun with this? Before you read it, use your 'Replace' function in your Word Processor to replace "Charles" with your (masculine) name. Replace "Monica" with the name of your favorite domme - then replace "Janis" with another domme name that you like. (Don't forget, use the 'all locations' option!) Hope you enjoy the consequences. Bea Dear Charles By Bea Charles darling? What on earth took you so long in answering the door? That was...

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Dear Stepdaddy the 2011 Annual

Introduction Many readers may be unaware that Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of my "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just fantasies, mine and my correspondents'. Here at year end, 2011, I am compiling this year's collection into the first of what I hope will be many "annuals". These have been edited lightly, and in particular some numbers have been corrected. At the end of this work, please join me again to...

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Dear Clitical

Dear CliticalMFmm/f, Mast, Humil, WS, NC, Inc, BD, Voy, Tease, Orgasm denial.A teenage girl writes to Clitical, a 'female masturbation methods' forum, regarding her own experiences and their recent consequences. ----- Chapter 1 -----Dear Clitical,Hello! I've been reading your forum on female masturbation, which is very interesting. I'm writing now to tell you about my own experiences, and ah... recent developments. It will be a rather long essay I'm afraid, because for reasons you'll see later...

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Innocent Deepa

Hello ISS readers, I am new to this site and after reading all the stories posted here, I thought to post my story too. This is a real life incident that happened before 3 years. Let me describe about myself first, i am Ramesh, good looking and average built man and I had been doing my UG degree when this wonderful incident happened. It all started when my sister’s friend named Deepa (name changed) who was doing MBA came to my home for doing her project. Since she (she refers Deepa) hadn’t got...

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SweEt fuCk to Sweety

I am going to tell you a real story which happens between me and my friend ?SWEETY?. I am working as a Manager at Mumbai. Now about me, I am a well mannered, handsome guy of good looking character. In my company there are lots of young talented girls are working. Among them the most ?Beautiful One? Is ?SWEETY?. She is 5.5? Tall, long black hair which falls below her buttock, small eyes, red lips, long nose, good neck, etc??.. She likes to wear sarees rather than any other modern dress. She tugs...

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