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“Ah, bollocks,” said Janet, coming into the kitchen with her phone in her hand.

“Who was it this time?” I asked, taking another sip of my rooibos tea.

“Work. Natasha’s screwed something up again, and they want me to come in and sort it out.”

“Do you have to go?”

“I don’t have to, but if I don’t, the whole place will be in complete meltdown by the time I get back next week.”

I smiled. “I wish my work missed me as much when I’m on leave. Look, if it’d be easier if you go, don’t worry about me. I can look after myself easily enough for one day. I’ll go for a swim, and I want to do the arty-crafty shops in Kalk Bay; you know you get bored with that sort of thing. Anyway, if you don’t go, you’ll be on your phone and fretting about it all day. Just get over there and knock a few heads together. I’ll cook us a nice dinner for when you get back.”

“You’re an angel. I wish all my guests were as easy to please as you. Take the spare keys when you go out, and don’t forget to close the gates. I’ll pick up some more wine on my way back.”

“Isn’t there some in the fridge?”

“Only four bottles. That won’t last us long. Oh, and if you fancy a bite while you’re out, someone told me ‘Grace and Flavour’ is very good. It’s on Harbour Road, apparently you can’t miss it. Have fun,” and with a wave, she was gone.

Now that she’d left, I decided I was quite looking forward to a relaxing day with my own company, and a swim would definitely be a good start. I put on my bikini and slipped my loose beach dress on over it. I’d much rather have swum naked, but Janet had warned me that the beach at Kalk Bay would be busy, and I didn’t want to cause a scene. As it was, the water was deliciously warm, and I enjoyed my swim very much. After towelling myself dry, I put my dress back on. I hadn’t bothered to bring any undies with me, knowing it would be much nicer without. From behind, where my dress was cut very low, it would be clear I was braless, but from the front I knew I looked perfectly decent, and as long as I kept my legs together when I sat down the lack of knickers wouldn’t matter either.

I walked up from the beach and around to the attractive harbour, where I spent an enjoyable half an hour watching the fishermen working busily on their little boats. Then I walked up into the town itself, which was filled with a lively mix of bars, cafes, gift shops, galleries, craft shops and boutiques; like I imagine London’s Camden Market must have been before it became hideously tacky and commercialised.

A couple of hours of browsing passed quickly, and I was just passing the end of Harbour Road when I remembered Janet’s recommendation. I couldn’t exactly recall the name of the place she’d mentioned, but hoped my memory would be jogged when I saw it. Luckily, I only had to walk a short way down the street when I saw it on the opposite side: “Grace and Flavour” in swirly lettering above the door. The window was tastefully decorated with arty-crafty African items, but there was a menu in the window and I could see tables and chairs inside. This was obviously the place.

The door pinged as I walked in, and a very pretty black girl smiled at me from behind the counter. The menu was simple, but everything seemed to be freshly prepared, so I ordered a coffee and a sandwich. The girl, who I estimated was in her mid-twenties, made them both herself, quickly and efficiently, and brought them to the table.

“I hope you enjoy it, Miss,” she said.

Both the coffee and the sandwich were very good. When I’d finished, I picked up my cup and plate and took them back to the counter. The girl took them with a smile.

“I love the English,” she said. “No locals would ever do that; bring the cups back; not even the younger ones. But you’re all so polite.”

I was slightly at a loss as to how to respond; it was a telling observation, though I didn’t feel up to a discussion on the niceties of black/white attitudes in modern South Africa. So I just smiled back and changed the subject, in my polite middle-class English way.

“It’s a lovely shop,” I said. “Did you make any of these yourself?”

“Some of the wood carvings and bead-work are mine,” she said, “and most of the rest is by local people I know. They make it, and I sell it. I don’t make much out of it, but it makes a difference to them. And people are starting to hear about me, so business isn’t bad really.”

After that, I felt I could hardly walk out without buying something, so I began to browse around, hoping to find a couple of items that were expensive enough to make me feel I was contributing something, without leaving me broke.

I found a folder of photographs and flicked through them, recognising some of the prints from framed versions on the shop walls. There were some attractive local landscapes and architectural studies, which I thought would make good souvenirs and brighten up the walls of my flat at home. Then my attention was caught by some monochrome pictures of a nude female body. They struck me as being rather good; not particularly original compositions, but well-lit and artistic.

None showed the whole body, or even the face, but focussed on detailed close-up studies of portions of the anatomy, with a special interest in the curves of arms and legs, and the way shadows were formed by light from different angles. I particularly liked one that showed the smooth undulating curve formed by the upper body, waist and thigh. In some of them, the model’s skin had clearly been coated in a little film of oil, which reflected the light in a very sensual way. None of them strayed into indelicate areas, but there was an intimacy about some of the compositions that made me think of them as pictures for the bedroom rather than the lounge.

In any case, I liked them very much, and selected three that I thought I could easily live with: the curving one; another of the neck and shoulder; and one with the navel, that was decorated with a delicate jewelled piercing.

The girl took them with a smile. “These are by a local photographer,” she said. “She took some of the pictures of the bay too, but these prints seem to be popular.”

“I’m not surprised,” I said. “They’re lovely, really sensuous.”

Then suddenly I stopped. The girl was standing behind the counter wrapping the first of the prints, the one with the jewelled navel, and it was as if I was looking in a mirror; the jewel precisely matched the one in her own belly-button, revealed by her tied-up shirt.

“Oh goodness, these are you, aren’t they?” I blurted out.

She looked puzzled for a second, then realised how I’d guessed.

“You’re the first person to work it out, Miss,” she giggled, “Apart from the people who know anyway.”

“They’re beautiful,” I said. I held up the picture of the neck and shoulder, and placed it next to the real thing. She smiled and arched her own neck, matching the photograph exactly.

“I spent so long with her fussing over me, I can remember most of the poses,” she admitted.

“Your skin is gorgeous,” I said. “She’s caught the way it reflects the light really well.”

I picked up the third one. I was thinking of course that she must have been naked when the photographer took it, and my lips became dry as I imagined what she would look like without any clothes on.

She looked nervous and her eyes flicked around, as if checking no-one else was in the shop.

“I have some more, Miss,” she admitted, “in the back room. I don’t put them on display. They’re a bit more … you know: not dirty or anything, but I don’t like having them in the shop for just anyone to see.” She looked into my eyes. “But you can if you like.”

I didn’t need asking twice. “I’d like that,” I said seriously. “Very much.”

She went over to the door, slid the bolt, and turned the sign to “Closed”.

“It’s nearly lunchtime anyway,” she said. “This way.”

I followed her through a rustling bead curtain into the back of the shop. The room combined the functions of storeroom and lounge, with lots of boxes piled around the walls, but there was a comfy sofa and a table in the middle.

“Sit here, Miss,” she said, indicating the sofa.

“Thanks, but please, you must stop calling me “Miss”. My name’s Annie.” I put out my hand, and she took it in hers with a smile.

“I’m Grace; yes, I’m afraid the shop really is named after me. It was my Pa’s idea, and I suppose it is quite clever. But you need to sit down.”

I did as she asked, while she went to a large chest of drawers and opened one. She took out a large folio and handed it to me.

“Tell me what you think,” she said. “Sometimes I don’t like them, but when I pretend they’re not me, I think they’re nice.”

I held the folio on my lap and opened it. The very first picture was a close-up of a bare breast, the perfect hemisphere topped with a hard nipple. The clarity was remarkable; each individual dimple on the areola stood out clearly, and you could have counted every tiny goose-bump on the curve of the breast.

I looked at Grace. “Wow,” I said, “This is lovely.”

She smiled shyly. “Thank you.”

I couldn’t help it, but I found myself undressing Grace in my mind, imagining her without her top, seeing this breast for real. I thought I’d better stop this train of thought, and quickly turned to the next picture. This didn’t exactly help, as it showed the whole torso, including both breasts standing out perkily from the chest.

“You’ve got a lovely figure,” I said. To my embarrassment, I felt myself blushing, wondering if my compliments were appropriate. But Grace seemed pleased.

“I like the next one,” she said. She leant over and turned the page. I found myself looking at the cheeks of her bare bottom, side-lit to highlight the smooth curves. Unlike some of the black girls I’d observed around the town, proudly parading their bulging “booty” in tight leggings, her arse was small and firm, and certainly not in need of lycra to stop it sagging.

“Sometimes I think it’s too small,” she said, “but she said it was perfect.”

“She’s right, it is,” I reassured her. “You need to look after that bum.”

The next two pictures also showed her bottom, from different angles. It really was lovely.

I suppose I should have been expecting it, but my heart gave a little lurch when I saw the next picture. It was a straight-at-the-camera close-up of a vulva: Grace’s vulva. It was perfectly smooth and hairless, with the labia just a neat vertical line topped with a plump pubic mound. Once again, some oil had been applied so it glistened in the light.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered without thinking, then apologised. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to swear, but this is so gorgeous.”

She was standing nervously with her clenched hand to her mouth. “Look at the next one,” she murmured. I turned the page, and saw a hand had been added to the composition, laid against the smooth skin, one finger pulling at one of the labia, revealing a little patch of glistening inner flesh.

Suddenly, we’d gone from anatomic, if sensuous, studies of the human body to something much more intimate.

“Wow,” I said, lost for words for a change. “Are you okay showing me these?”

“Oh yes,” Grace stuttered. “I liked you as soon as you came into the shop, and then you were so nice. When you chose those pictures, and then recognised me, I really wanted to show them to you. And these ones too.”

She pulled another folio from the chest and put it down in front of me.

My heart was beating even faster as I opened the folio. As I’d expected, the first picture was even more explicit. It followed on from the previous one, but this time the pussy lips were pulled even further apart, and two of the slim fingers were pushed right into the vagina. Perhaps too eagerly, I turned the page and saw that the fingers had been withdrawn slightly, revealing that they were slick with the internal juices from inside.

I had a question I just had to ask. “This photographer, just how well do you know her?”

“She’s my girlfriend, her name’s Kara. We took some to sell, the ones in the shop, but these are for us. And special people.”

“I’m flattered. But you do realise these are turning me on?” I said bluntly.

“I… I thought they might. I was turned on when we were taking them.” She gave a shy smile, as if unused to talking about her sexuality.

“I can tell,” I said. “I hope you don’t mind, but I think I need to do something about it.”

Looking at Grace as I did so, I slowly pulled my skirt up to the very top of my thighs and spread my legs. This had the effect of allowing my skirt to rise up a final inch or two, and exposing my own shaved pussy to her gaze. I hoped I hadn’t misread the signs, but by showing me her most intimate pictures, I judged that Grace had made a pretty clear statement of her desires. Now it was up to me to either step back, or reciprocate. And I knew which of the two I wanted.

I put my right hand between my legs and began gently to stroke the little bud of my clitoris as I turned the page again. The next picture was not such a close-up, but showed Grace’s firm thighs spread wide. She was holding something in her hand: a large dildo, carved from a pale brown piece of wood, polished to a fine sheen. It was beautiful, a real work of art; but also a practical sex toy, as the next pictures showed. I looked as the images showed the dildo slowly sliding into Grace’s vagina, then pulling out, coated in her juices.

I slipped my fingers into my own pussy. It was like immersing them in a bowl of warm water, I was so wet. I felt a small rivulet run out and dribble onto the sofa.

“I’m sorry, Grace, I’m getting your sofa wet,” I breathed in apology, “But that’s so hot. That thing is beautiful. Did you make it yourself?”

“Yes; would you like to see it?”

“Of course, yes.”

She went over to another drawer and took out something wrapped in a piece of soft cloth. She carefully unfolded the material, and I saw the dildo nestling inside. Grace held it out to me, and I picked it up and cradled it reverently. I loved the way it felt in my hand; it was quite heavy for its size, but smooth and sensuously curved; shaped a little like a flat, elongated letter “S”, swelling in the middle before tapering slightly to a bulbous tip.

I looked at Grace. She had pulled up the front of her dress and was rubbing herself through a pair of lacy black knickers. She was clearly as aroused as I was, and we were now well past the point of no return. It was time to stop looking and start playing.

“This is gorgeous,” I said. “Won’t you show me how you use it, like in the pictures?”

Grace nodded. She began to undress, carefully unbuttoning her blouse to reveal a plain black bra underneath, secured with a small clip at the front. She undid this, letting her small dark breasts drop out with a little bounce. They looked just as perfect as they had in the photographs, the dark nipples hard as pebbles. Then she unbuttoned her skirt and dropped it to the floor, leaving her in just her knickers.

“Won’t you take your dress off too?” she asked softly.

I quickly pulled my dress off over my head, while she slipped her knickers down. We were both naked now, and Grace sat on the sofa facing me, one leg on the floor and one folded beneath her, letting me see her bare pudenda and tight slit.

“Kara made me have it waxed before we took the photographs,” she said. “She said it would look better smooth and hairless. It felt odd at first, being so exposed, but now I like it.”

“So do I,” I said, truthfully. I reached out and stroked her bare leg, my hand looking very pale against her dark skin.

She picked up the dildo and stroked it against her vulva, a sharp little gasp escaping from her throat as the tip pressed against the tight bud of her clitoris. Then she slid the shaft up and down her slit, and I saw a thin deposit of moisture coat the tip.

Slowly, she eased it between her pussy lips, and I watched as it disappeared slowly up her vagina, the labia spreading to accommodate the thick central shaft. Then she slowly withdrew it, and I could see the shaft glistening with her juices, just as in the photographs.

“I love the way it feels inside me,” she whispered. “When I push it right in, the tip presses against my special spot, and I feel as if I’m in heaven.”

“Oh Grace, I want you so much,” I murmured. “But your girlfriend, Kara...is she going to be okay with it? I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

Grace smiled. “Don’t worry, she’ll love it. She’ll be so turned on when I tell her. We both do it. Not with just anybody, but when it happens, it happens. I wish you could meet her, but she’s in Zim, on a photoshoot.”

“I’m glad. Glad she won’t mind, I mean. Now put it back in. I want to watch you.”

As she slipped the wet dildo back into her hole, I nestled down next to her and rested my cheek on her warm firm thigh, so I could observe at close hand as she masturbated. I could see every detail of the soft folds of her labia sliding easily along the shaft of the dildo, lubricated by the juices which were starting to bubble and froth as it moved in and out. I could smell the fresh tang of sexual arousal, and hear the gentle slurping of her liquids. A slight sheen of perspiration appeared on her black thighs.

At the top of her vulva, the little bud of her clitoris was just peeping out from its protective fold of skin. I began to kiss up her thigh, across the sensitive area leading to her plump mound. She let out a little whimper as my tongue flicked across her clit, and a shiver ran through her whole body. I put my mouth right over her button and sucked gently at it, letting my tongue tease the little bud.

“Oh Annie, that’s it, just there, don’t stop, please don’t,” she gasped, starting to push the dildo in and out more vigorously, right next to my cheek. Slurp, slurp, slurp went her juices, and flick, flick, flick went my tongue.

I could tell from the noises she was making that she was getting close to her orgasm. She began to jerk her pelvis upwards to meet every thrust of the dildo, each jerk accompanied by a short guttural rasp in her throat. I kept up my licking at her clit, though her vigorous movements meant it was quite hard to keep my tongue in the right place.

As she reached her climax, she pushed the dildo up against her g-spot, and let out an orgasmic wail, kicking her legs in the air and shaking as if she’d been given a massive electric shock. I stopped licking as she let go of the dildo and gripped the sofa as she slowly got her breathing under control again. I pulled out the dildo with a slurp and put my tongue in where it had been, pushing my face right into her vulva and licking up as much of her juices as I could.

As I pulled away, I could feel my face was smeared all over with her pussy juices. I reached out and pulled her sweaty, glistening body against mine. She put her arms around me and kissed me hard on the lips, her little tongue pushing between my teeth and licking the inside of my mouth as vigorously as I’d licked her pussy.

I pulled away and looked into her sparkling eyes as she grinned at me.

“Damn it, Grace, you’re hot,” I said.

She giggled, the little cones of her bare breasts jiggling delightfully. “Now I want to give you pleasure,” she said, and began to lick my face like a friendly kitten.

“You taste nice,” she said.

“I think that’s your own pussy juices you’re tasting,” I giggled. “Grace’s flavour, not mine.”

“I want to taste you too,” she said.

She licked down my neck, nibbling at the soft skin of my nape. I felt her fingers stroking my skin as she slid lower, so her face was next to my pale bare breasts. She put her mouth over my right nipple and began to suck on it, her tongue flicking back and forth across the pink tip and around the dimples on my areola.

“You taste salty,” she said. “Fresh from the sea.”

I was quite sorry when she abandoned my nipples, but as she began to kiss down my tummy, I began to wriggle with delight at where she was going next. Her lips moved over the smooth plump mound of my pubis, then at last reached my slit, already tingling with anticipation. I spread my legs apart, welcoming her to my most intimate place.

She teased me with her tongue, licking around the sensitive skin, then gently sucking at the soft folds of my labia with her lips. Then her tongue slipped between them and into my vagina, licking and tickling inside.

I looked down and could see her dark head bobbing between my thighs. She raised her head and smiled at me. I could see my juices glistening on her face.

“You taste sweet, Annie,” she said. “Like a special fruity drink. But I only have a little tongue. I think I can go deeper with this.”

She picked up the carved dildo and rubbed it against my pubic mound, teasing me.

“Fuck me with it, Grace, put it in my cunt,” I gasped.

“Oh Annie, you are so filthy,” giggled Grace. “What would my friends at chapel say if they could hear you?”

“What would they say if they could see you?” I countered. “Having sex with an English girl you only just met?”

“They’d say you were the devil in human form, dragging me to hell,” admitted Grace. “But I don’t care. I want to go to hell if it means I can fuck whoever I want, girls and boys.”

With that, she pushed the dildo straight into my pussy. I was so wet it slipped right in, with a deliciously sensuous slurp. She was right; it felt lovely. It seemed to have been designed precisely to rub against the g-spot, and I wriggled with pleasure as Grace expertly moved it around inside me, stimulating my nerve ends delightfully. I pushed back against her, wanting to take it deeper, as I squeezed and pinched at my tits.

Soon I could feel myself getting tingly all over. Knowing the signs, I reached down and found the hard button of my clitoris. I began to strum at it, in time to Grace’s work with the dildo.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I muttered, as I felt my orgasm start to build. Then Grace gave the dildo an extra thrust and twist, so it pressed right into my special soft spot, and I came uncontrollably, letting out an undulating wail of pleasure as my whole body fizzed with delight. I’d not exactly been starved of orgasms over the past week, but this one was especially intense. As I gasped for breath and my body stopped shaking, I felt the dildo being withdrawn from my vagina. Grace held it up, so I could see how sticky it was with my juices, before putting it in her mouth and licking it clean.

I wriggled with pleasure. “Oh, Grace, that was lovely,” I purred.

She squirmed up next to me and I hugged her again while we kissed. Our naked bodies were both slick and sticky with sweat. I was still feeling horny, and began to play with one of her nipples, hoping to get her aroused too, but she sighed and pushed me away.

“Oh, Miss English Annie, you are so naughty,” she smiled. “I wish we could play some more, but I have to open the shop again. People might worry if they see I’m closed for too long. We have to look out for each other here.”

She sat up and began to put her shirt back on, without her bra this time. She re-tied the loose flaps and did up the buttons again. Then she had second thoughts and undid the top two, exposing quite a lot of her unsupported breasts. She then pulled on her skirt, leaving off her knickers as well.

“Now I’m going to feel sexy all afternoon,” she said. “If no-one comes in, I can play with myself under the counter. And maybe even if there is someone there, if they’re as pretty as you.”

I put my dress back on too, and gave her a last lingering kiss, stroking her bare leg.

“I’m so glad I came in,” I said. “My friend told me to come here. I’ll have to thank her.”

“Your friend is very kind, to send me both a customer and a lover,” giggled Grace. “Tell her to come in and ask to see my photographs. Then I can thank her personally.”

I took one of Grace’s business cards from the box by the till. I had a feeling Janet would be popping in quite soon.

 

 

 

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Sissy Outed Brandon to Brandy

This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...

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Strange RelationshipsChapter 10 Armand Mixes in the Hernandezs Affairs

Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...

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CANDY FINDS HER SON HANDY AND DANDY

by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...

3 years ago
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Grace And The Hotel Pool

We had long dreamed of this weekend, and it was finally here. A chance for us to drop out of life for a few days and let go, to submit to our unbridled fervor, to test and push limits, and maybe even live out a few fantasies. The hotel provided us a haven to do whatever we wanted, and we did.*Grace and I pulled up to the hotel just after lunch time. We had called ahead to book an early check-in, as we were both eager to start our little vacation. We got our room key from the front desk and...

Exhibitionism
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GRACE NOTES

Chili met Grace during his last semester of college at a university in Maryland, a couple months before he would graduate in the spring of 1978. He met her at his dorm, or ‘mod’ as it was called, which was pretty much known as party central around the complex. It was a very modern dormitory for its time: it was co-ed and consisted of apartments housing four or six students in each. Chili’s housed six, with two double rooms, two singles, two baths and a kitchen and living area. Chili’s five...

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Grace Notes Part 1 of 2

Chili met Grace during his last semester of college at a university in Maryland, a couple months before he would graduate in the spring of 1978. He met her at his dorm, or ‘mod’ as it was called, which was pretty much known as party central around the complex. It was a very modern dormitory for its time: it was co-ed and consisted of apartments housing four or six students in each. Chili’s housed six, with two double rooms, two singles, two baths and a kitchen and living area.Chili’s five...

Mature
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Grace 9The Estate 3 of 3

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, anal sex, groupsex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 9-The Estate (3 of 3)(Uni student Grace Worthington fucks in a live porno Internet feed)It was Thursday morning. The University gardener left home early to begin his shift at the nearby Uni grounds. He walked through the gates around 6am, clocked on and began his work for the day. 30 minutes later he passed by...

4 years ago
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Grace 7The Estate 1 of 3

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, anal sex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 7-The Estate (1 of 3)(Grace is groped at home and at a party and participates in a porn photo shoot)The afternoon light slowly filtered through the curtains into her bedroom. The sunlight warmed the skin of a naked girl lying on top of her duvet with her legs wide open. The light shone on her hard small nipples and her...

3 years ago
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Grace 4French Ecstasy

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of d**g use, group sex and graphic language. It is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 4-French Ecstasy (Grace Worthington enjoys wild orgies in a French chateau)The mid-year exam results were in. Grace hurried down the Uni corridors towards to administrative department where the results were pinned on the announcement board. Her finger ran down the list. She found her scores. Above average was the verdict....

2 years ago
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Grace in Disgrace 2

Introduction: After discovering my wife has been whoring, we face the future together. This is the sequel to Grace in disgrace 1 It will make more sense if you have read that first. The rest of Saturday and all of Sunday was a continued torture. Graces naked body turned me on every time that I looked at her, yet I was not going to fuck her until I knew that she was clean. Grace continued to masturbate me whenever she saw that I needed relief, and it was certainly erotic watching her taking...

4 years ago
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Grace in Disgrace 2

It will make more sense if you have read that first. The rest of Saturday and all of Sunday was a continued torture. Grace's naked body turned me on every time that I looked at her, yet I was not going to fuck her until I knew that she was clean. Grace continued to masturbate me whenever she saw that I needed relief, and it was certainly erotic watching her taking another load of my cum into her mouth; it was very nearly a blow job. I had coped with the three months during which she had...

3 years ago
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Grace 8The Estate 2 of 3

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, anal sex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 8-The Estate (2 of 3)(Uni Student Grace Worthington participates in a porno photo shoot and has a close call)It was late that Saturday when Grace Worthington and her parents arrived home from the soiree. Within an hour everyone had gone to bed. Her parents were well asleep when Grace was still thinking through the events of...

3 years ago
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Grace comes into her own

Grace comes into her own This story is a sequel to the e-book 'Breath of Life' by Karin Bishop. Karin is an extremely prolific writer of TG fiction that is basically aimed for the most part at teens and young adults. Her work doesn't focus on titillating aspects of transformation (though obviously some sexual aspects exist, since she does deal mostly with teens), but generally on the inner thoughts, emotions, needs and responses of the individual. She has over twenty works available...

1 year ago
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Grace Miller

Brad woke up in his bed. He checked his phone and saw that it was Saturday, approximately ten in the morning. He had made it his mission the past week to find out more information about Rachel’s friend, Elena.He had sex with Rachel every other day, finding out a little more about Elena with each encounter. Finally feeling confident that he had a substantial lead to find and seduce the beautiful Latina woman, he made plans to book a hotel in her area.Just as he was about to do so, he got a call...

Teen
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Grace 10 ndash Graduation 24

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, rough sex, light bdsm and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 10 – Graduation (2-4)(Uni student Grace Worthington graduates, gets flogged, exposes herself to her parents and fellow students, and inspires her friend)(continued)Two days later she entered the ornate University Hall for her graduation ceremony.That day was a memorable one. It was the culmination of many years...

4 years ago
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Grace and the Beach Photographer

Matt had told Grace to surprise him with some sexy pictures while he was out of town. Doing this always made his absence a little easier and allowed them some fun with each other despite the miles between them. This week she decided she would go all out for him.At the house, she packed a little beach bag and changed into one of the swimsuits that always drove Matt crazy; a little black thong with an equally small triangle top. She knew some selfies in this suit would be a welcome surprise for...

Exhibitionism
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Grace 10 ndash Graduation 14

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, rough sex, light bdsm and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 10 – Graduation (1-4)(Uni student Grace Worthington graduates, gets flogged, exposes herself to her parents and fellow students, and inspires her friend)It was late Saturday evening as Uni student Elizabeth Montgomery returned home from a local café, the favorite watering hole of most of her fellow classmates. It...

4 years ago
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Grace Notes Part 2 of 2

Grace was confused. She felt bad that Chili had to leave but she understood. It was unexpected, but she’d liked having him around. She liked his looks, the way he talked, and then the way he kissed her. And the way he’d eaten her and fucked her. She’d liked the feel of his body and of course the feel of his cock; in her hands, in her mouth, in her pussy. Even up her ass. But ‘I’m engaged for God’s sake for what seems like forever’ she thought. ‘What the hell am I doing? God, my life is so...

Mature
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Grace 10 ndash Graduation 34

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, rough sex, light bdsm and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old.Grace 10 – Graduation (3-4)(Uni student Grace Worthington graduates, gets flogged, exposes herself to her parents and fellow students, and inspires her friend)(continued)Irene smiled: “Hmmm…maybe that’s all the more reason to do it, Grace. I guess I’ll see you in the hallway over there in five minutes…” Grace’ didn’t...

3 years ago
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Grace

Another Friday night has come upon us as I invited over my best friend Marcus to spend the weekend with. We decide we want to have some fun so we invite Grace to spend the weekend with us. I'm still the only guy Grace had ever fucked. After my 14th birthday, Grace and I had hung out several times after to fuck. She had gotten adventurous the last few times and she had me fuck her in the ass. She enjoyed it and had expressed several times that she would want to do two guys at once. Madison...

3 years ago
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From Candace to CandyChapter 7

Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...

4 years ago
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Grace Is A Scat Girl

Grace eventually realized she wasnt good enough for the young handsome guys at the bars she went to, so she searched online for somewhere popular amongst older men. She spotted a small tavern nearby and decided that tonight she was going to find a fuck no matter what. She had waited long enough. She unfolded an old white vest that she'd owned for years and picked up a black felt tip pen from the drawer next to her. She puzzled for a while over what to write on her slut shirt and decided that...

2 years ago
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Grace the Virgin

Grace and I sat on her couch, drinking tea, which was a new experience for me. I wasn't sure if I should put my pinkie in the air or not, but I was at least smart enough to hold my cup by the handle. I was getting the feeling that Grace was expecting something, but she was an extremely difficult woman to read.I finally decided to take a step forward, but a small one. Grace had just put her cup down and put her hands in her lap. I put my cup down and gently took both of her hands in mine and...

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Grace Part II

Marcus leaned in a began to kiss me. This turned into a make out session within a matter of moments as things turned very passionately between my best friend and I. I never knew our relationship would go to this level as we had been thinking about doing it with each other. Its now 8 am on Saturday morning. Grace was still asleep as Marcus and I had now been making out with each other for about 20 minutes. Both of our dicks were extremely hard while they were touching. I began to reach...

3 years ago
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Grace Is A Scat Girl PT 2

"Thank you Michael, this is amazing." "No problem honey. I'm glad you are enjoying it!" Grace smiled to herself before pressing her lips against his shit-hole, she gave it a long sloppy smooch. As she passionately kissed his sensitive anus another rush of blood went to Michael's cock, his head fell back against the seat again. Her mouth started sucking directly on his rosebud to moisten and relax the muscles, the taste was driving Grace so she made some moans and groans to show her...

2 years ago
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Grace

Grace and I had known each other for a very long time, seventeen years in fact. In all that time, though we’d loved each other for at least fifteen of those years we’d never consummated our love. There were reasons: when we first met, I was married and I loved my wife. Later, by the time my wife’s constant infidelity had destroyed that love, Grace was married and in love. Later still, when I was divorced Grace was still married, albeit unhappily, but hanging in there for the sake of her kids. ...

1 year ago
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Grace in disgrace 1

Introduction: I learn that my wife is a whore I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. Hello. How come youre still up? Youre usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night. Ive got something that I have to show you. Cant it wait until tomorrow? Im very tired. I really want to show you this. Why? What is it? Its a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room...

2 years ago
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Grace in disgrace 1

“Hello. How come you're still up? You're usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night.” “I've got something that I have to show you.” “Can't it wait until tomorrow? I'm very tired.” “I really want to show you this.” “Why? What is it?” “It's a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room 14 at the Seaview Motel. You are the star.” “It can't be. How did you obtain that?” “Never mind how I got it. Watch a bit and tell me that it's really you.” I...

2 years ago
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Grace Loves Her Daddy Part 3

As usual I went to my gym late in the morning leaving Grace home alone but when I got back a couple of hours later Grace had a girl friend over at the house.  The two of them decided to spend the sunny day by the pool where I guess the heaviest decision they made was to "should we have tan lines or not?".Having that pool installed was one of the best things I've ever done.  My ex thought it was a waste of money but Grace loves to lay by the pool and no doubt tempt me.   Anyway, Grace was by the...

Incest
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Grace and the Longest TieChapter 21

The Last Hurrah! Grace did not see the award of the trophy to Beth and Diamond. She was taken upstairs to bathe and change and take a rest. She was surprised how refreshed she felt after the bathe. Apart from the wig all her doggie makeup and outfit were removed and she was naked except for a robe. She had mixed feelings about the gang bang that was to happen next. Seven men who had paid for her services like she was a prostitute. The bidding, that was secret, was brisk and high. Although...

1 year ago
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Grace in Disgrace 3

Introduction: Our new friends make us both an offer This is the sequel to Grace in Disgrace 1 & 2 For maximum enjoyment, please read them first. I had just had my first experience of a double penetration by fucking my wife, Grace, in the arse while our new friend, Pete, fucked her cunt and Petes girlfriend, Valerie watched. The three of us just lay on the bed, I was on top, Grace in the middle and Pete underneath. Valerie was standing beside the bed. That was amazing to watch. I cant wait for...

2 years ago
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Grace and the Longest TieChapter 18

Grace had stopped her narrative and refreshments were served. Then she was asked which scene of her paintings she wanted to enact out. With some trepidation she pointed to the scene of the woman being double penetrated and the third man peeing into her open mouth. She had visualized doing this with her own sons but if the pee was so awful to the taste and she threw up she didn’t want to do that with them. She wanted it to be an enjoyable experience for all participants. So this was a...

4 years ago
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Grace in Disgrace 3

I had just had my first experience of a double penetration by fucking my wife, Grace, in the arse while our new friend, Pete, fucked her cunt and Pete's girlfriend, Valerie watched. The three of us just lay on the bed, I was on top, Grace in the middle and Pete underneath. Valerie was standing beside the bed. “That was amazing to watch. I can't wait for my turn.” “OK. I think that John and I need a short break before we DP you, Valerie. Would you get a fresh bottle of Bollinger out of...

1 year ago
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Grace and the Longest TieChapter 10A Grace Weds Three

NARRATION: With cum leaking from both her holes Grace was pulled from the recliner/bed which was removed quickly by the sons against the furthest wall and in its place was brought the breeding table. Before Grace could examine this curiosity she was taken by Dr Tabitha and Gladys to a small clothes horse she hadn’t noticed before. Hanging from it was the top part of a wedding dress minus the veil. It matched her corset and the two women placed it over her head using pins to attach it firmly...

3 years ago
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Into Africa with a Scandanavian Flavour

As an experienced 4×4 tourist guide I am often requested to undertake personalized tours into the African bush for smaller groups with specific requirements. Being an independent operator I am entirely flexible and can usually accommodate everyone’s needs for which I charge a basic daily rate over and above the tour expenses. Recently I received this unusual email from two Scandinavian ladies who requested a proposal for a relaxing three week tour to some of the central African game reserves...

1 year ago
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Into Africa with a Scandanavian Flavour

As an experienced 4x4 tourist guide I am often requested to undertake personalized tours into the African bush for smaller groups with specific requirements. Being an independent operator I am entirely flexible and can usually accommodate everyone’s needs for which I charge a basic daily rate over and above the tour expenses. Recently I received this unusual email from two Scandinavian ladies who requested a proposal for a relaxing three week tour to some of the central African game reserves...

Reluctance
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Handyman Candys Cabana

This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...

3 years ago
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Grace and the Longest TieChapter 9 An artist becomes the slut in her paintings

NARRATIVE: Grace awoke. She was laying naked on a bed with three naked young men who were fondling her. Two were sucking and squeezing her ample breasts whilst the third was between her flayed open legs sucking and fingering her cunt. Then a finger touched the rose of her ass and wiggled and tickled it until it slowly worked its way right up her ass. GRACE: I cannot fully describe how wonderful this was feeling. I even moved my bottom to make it easier for the finger to get right up my...

2 years ago
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Nandhini Chechi Breastfed And Got Fucked

Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...

4 years ago
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Grace Part III

-------Early Sunday Morning Grace, Abby, Marcus, and I had crashed at two different places in my room. Grace and Abby were on the bed while Marcus and I were on the floor. We all were laying naked in my room. Grace and Abby were asleep on the bed. Marcus and I were wide awake just staring at each other in awe of each others bodies. Marcus and I decided to go to the master bathroom. We decided to step in the shower to mess around with each other. Marcus made the first move as we began to...

3 years ago
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Grace Loves Her Daddy Part 5 Las Vegas

It’s a late Friday evening in August as I lie back in bed, naked under the covers sipping bourbon on ice while listening to the occasional traffic through the open window in my bedroom. While time has passed since I last wrote, very little has changed between Grace and I except that we’ve grown closer together, indifferent to the views of society. Our relationship is not conventional but we’re both doubtless that it works and the happiness is transparent on our faces. With Grace’s encouragement...

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Andrea Andy and Me

(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...

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Gorgeous Indian Chechi Nandhini fed me her excess

Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...

3 years ago
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Becoming Brandee Chapter 14

Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...

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Andee Plays a New Version of Around the World

Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...

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Andee Plays a New Version of Around the World

Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...

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