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Cliff hung up the phone from Elroy’s call unsure where to begin as Elsie leaving him wasn’t something that he wanted to happen. Elsie is a great cook, and she runs this home and farm like a tight ship. She still the beautiful cheerleader who was willing to date a dumb jock wannabe farmer. He can still remember taking Elsie’s viginity on their wedding night. He wasn’t a virgin so after he broke her in, he discovered that Elsie was a wildcat in bed. Elsie was flexible enough to try positions, that many a woman wished she could try. Between Elsie’s hot, and very tight pussy and her desire for hot passionate sex, Elsie produced her first two children within the first 21 months of being a married woman.

Her mother made Elsie return to her childhood home until she could get her on the pill as Elsie was just like her mother, she loved to fuck. Her mother knew that Elsie was headed down a road leading to more children than she could care for. It was a family trait that Elsie was just the latest generation women in this family to be cursed with a very hot pussy. Now you have to understand now that the women never felt it was a curse until the number of children was already too many, as they tended to come back to back as these women were the fertile Myrtle type of woman. And they had the shapely hips to prove it too. Elsie put her girls on the pill as soon as Auntie Flow had begun regular her visits, as Elsie wanted her girls to be motherless until they wanted to be mothers’. Hopefully they would somebody’s wife, when their personal journey into motherhood began. Elsie and Andrea were very close so she knew that Andrea was still a virgin because she was so shy, because of her body. Elsie knew from her own experience let alone the family history, when she did lay down with her first man, or boy, then Andrea would be a totally different woman, by the time that she got out of that same bed.

The women in Elsie’s family did not sleep with more than one man at a time as they learned that could get pregnant so easily. Though Cliff was guilty of stepping out on Elsie, he kept her hot pussy simmering, to be sure Elsie felt as though her pussy was not being neglected. What Cliff never knew was no matter how well he showered Elsie could either smell the woman, or knew that he had fucked another woman, because he was smelling too clean, and his ejaculation wasn’t up to his normal par. Elsie had loved a man that was she wasn’t supposed to love since she was 15 years old. He came from the right family and all of that, he was just had the wrong skin color. Elsie was afraid of her parents back then, plus she knew that the curse could tell on her if she let this man inside of her pussy. So her life went on and nobody ever knew about her secret love for this man.

Out of Hatcher Rd. Elsie saw her young self in Andrea, as history seemed to be trying to repeat itself as the young man who beat her son in the pull-off was undressing her poor innocent daughter so hard it is a wonder to Elsie that he didn’t just walk to Andrea, and throw her over his shoulder like a caveman, and fuck her in the bushes right there beside the road. Elsie was watching from a distance using Cliff’s binoculars, as she didn’t want to be there if this went bad as Cliff was a sore loser and since Elsie no longer loved the man she didn’t want to be there to put up with any potential abuse, as Cliff could be mean when he was drunk. He would be so pitiful, trying to apologize for his behavior the next day after his hangover went away. Elsie was so tired of Cliff’s actions, as he was fucking as much outside of his marriage as his was fucking Elsie. Elsie made up her mind if she had to share a man she would rather share a different man. A man who limited his sex to the woman that he lived with, as far as all of the information that she knew of.

Cliff sat there at the kitchen table after talking to Elroy. Cliff was trying hard to think about how much his world had changed so much in less than 24 hours. The changes seemed to just be getting started and may turn out to be more permanent than Cliff was comfortable with. Just the thought that Elsie might be leaving him possibly for good, if he couldn’t change her way of thinking. He knew that she was tired of the way he had been acting lately. He was having a midlife crisis. The thought that he was getting old was making him act as though he was a teenager again.

“Dad where is mom she normally has breakfast done by now?” Sandra asked. Your Mom spent the night at your Uncle Elroy’s house last night so you have to fix breakfast this morning for all of us this morning.” Cliff said. “But daddy I need to study before I go to class this morning.” Sandra said. Though the truth was, she didn’t want cook breakfast for herself, let alone anyone else in her family. “Why don’t you get Andrea to fix breakfast as she spends a lot more time in the kitchen than I ever do?” Sandra asked. “Well I would but she also didn’t spend the night here. If you hadn’t been out so late last night you might have known that she wasn’t here, last night.” Cliff said, as he walked out the door to do some more of his morning chores. Sandra walked out the door herself shortly after her dad had done. She told her her older brother Chad that their dad was hungry and that he expected him to cook breakfast for them all. As she had to get to class, this morning, and couldn’t be late ... Sandra figured by the time she got back home late tonight her father will have forgotten all about breakfast this morning. Either her mother or Andrea would be there to cook dinner, also by that time her mother would have fed her daddy his lunch.

“Elroy just what the hell is going on over there?! I have had several interesting calls about Sheriff’s department business this morning. None of these call sounded too good. I see a hugh lawsuit in this County’s future unless I can do some damage control, right away. I am on my way there you are to drop all charges against anyone living at the Ranch, and return all of their property immediately. I expect you to be there at the Ranch kissing ass before their property gets back there, too! And please don’t drive that Cadillac when you go there. Take one of your older cruisers. I you to try and look cash poor, to limit the size of the County’s part in the lawsuit. When I get there you will release the young man to me, so I can personally take him home. Bring in a towing service from another County to deliver all of those vehicles. Since I intend to stop a few places before I arrive at the Ranch, you should have plenty of time to grovel, before I get there to do my own dog and pony act.” Pam Drucker said. Elroy went to his safe in his office and took out $2,000.00. “Perkins you are on a three-month suspension, so you need pay up your bills as best you can. Any other money that you may need is on you to figure out. I am trying to save both your job and your freedom. So don’t be seen around town to often. Go visit some kinfolks that don’t live around here. Perkins I know that you are used to being above the law, but if you get into any kind of foolishness, YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN! I am trying to tell you that I don’t want to be hearing from you, or about you while you are on suspension! I also don’t want to know anything about your trip, or your final destination. Do you understand me?! Elroy asked firmly. “Yes Elroy.” Perkins said.

“You are being released in a few minutes, and will by driven home by Pam Drucker to make sure nothing else happens to you like what happened to you this morning. I would easily assume that you have very little trust in any of my Deputies right along thru now, correct? I said that because if I was in your position that is exactly how I would feel about the all of the goings on, of this morning. Everyone out at the Ranch will soon find out that all charges are being dropped. All of your cars and trucks will be returned to the Ranch as soon as possible.” Elroy said.

“I was told to not talk to anyone until my lawyer gets here, and I always do what my mother tells me to do.” I said. “If I had been here earlier, none of this mornings foolishness would have happened to you. That includes everything that happened to you at the Ranch as well as here at the jail. I am the Sheriff, and I do know about everything about occurred yesterday, with my Nephew. I know you are not guilty of having the truck that used to belong to my Brother In-Law Cliff.” Elroy said.

Mrs. Drucker walked into the Sheriff’s open door like it was her own office. Mrs. Drucker was still as beautiful as I remembered her when I was blindly following her daughter around like a sick puppy dawg.”Are you ready to go home now, Jeff?” Mrs. Drucker asked. “Yes, Ma’am.” I answered her. “I would like to talk to you about the lawsuit that I am sure that your parents will be bringing concerning today’s events. So before I take you home I thought maybe we could get some lunch and talk about the future before your parents end up owning most if not all of this county. “ Mrs. Drucker said to me. I followed her out to Land Rover SUV that looked real close to a FORD EXPLORER to me. Hey people buy what they like as both of my parents a drive Rolls-Royce,’ regularly. When we pulled up to Chet’s diner Chet himself brought out whatever Mrs. Drucker had ordered. No words were spoken past hello to each other. Chet never acknowledged that I was in the passenger seat.

When we arrived at her house I was a little uncomfortable as the last that I was here her daughter Sue had bragged on the phone that her wounded puppy/slave was taking to his trainng quite well. That is the last time that I had seen Mrs. Drucker, or her daughter Sue. “Jeff, I never did find out why you just up and disappeared, though I have a damn good idea. What you don’t know is I was about to ask you for something very personal that may have made my daughters sad treatment of you a none issue.” To say I was shocked was an huge understatement that couldn’t be judge by any scale that I had ever heard of. I was more attracted to Mrs. Drucker than I ever was to her daughter. Lawd knows that I thought her daughter was more that worth settling for, since her Mother was beyond me even dreaming of being with. I had dreamed of Mrs. Drucker since I first saw her walking around in the bank. She had never noticed me until her daughter took pity on me. My life took a strange and eventually a very painful turn soon afterwards.

Mrs. Drucker was always kind to me, but never had more than a few words to say to me. Mr. Drucker acted as though I had no business being anywhere near his family, let alone inside of his home. After the morning that I had already endured so far, this trip to the Drucker home wasn’t that far away from the rest of the mornings strangeness so far. “Of all of the boys that Sue has brought home, you have always been my favorite. As you are the only that has shown me that you have good manners. Most had to fake their actions, as they were only after Sue, or what being with her might get them, monetarily-wise. They were doing whatever it took to stay with her. You would ask to help me while you were waiting on Sue if it looked like I needed help, or wanted to give some help.” Mrs. Drucker said. “Well my mom taught me to always help a woman, especially a girl’s mom that you were trying to date. Also she made it clear that I represented her as a mother, and nothing bad had ever get back to her about my manners, Mrs. Drucker.” I said. “Call me Pam please Jeff, because I hope that we will soon be closer to each other than you and Sue ever where with each other, Jeff. I hope I remember this as the strange day that had no restraint, so far.” Mrs. Drunker said. “Excuse me? With the day that I am having so far, you can understand that I am not understanding much of this conversation. Or just where this conversation is going, right alone through now.” I said.

“Well I know where I want this conversation to go, but I am having the same fears that I was having when you were with Sue. Then you add all of the foolishness of today into the mix. Then you will understand my situation. Just hear me out please? I am in a loveless marriage, and I am ready to leave the marriage now. Sue no longer needs me, as she thinks she knows as much, if not more than me. My husband has a family elsewhere that he can no longer hide that I have already known about for a longtime. I fell in love with somebody that I had no business having these type of feelings for. I thought that these feelings were long gone, But I know now that they are not gone, at all. If I acted on these feelings I could be prosecuted as my choice is not old enough to be with me, as my lover. I could date any man in Braddock, but I only want a person that I am not supposed to have, at this moment in time. Part of my issue is I want to have a chlid with this man, and I can’t wait until he turns eighteen, because of my own age. I may still look like I am in my 20’s, but I am too old to wait much longer.” Pam said.

“Does this guy know anything about your feelings, towards him?” I asked Pam. “No, he does not. I’m almost afraid to tell him about these feelings. Not because I feel that I may be rejected by him because I am an old woman. I am just so embarrassed to have these feelings to admit them to him.” Pam said. “I have to ask you then, how can you tell me about it, but not him.” I asked Pam. Pam looked down at the floor for a minute or two before she spoke to me. “Because if I just started talking and the words started before I could stop them. Since I know that you would ask question if I stopped talking suddenly, I felt I had to finish. Plus I trust you, as you have always been so polite to me.” Pam said.

“Well whoever this guy is he is, he will be a very lucky man if you can ever find the courage to tell him any of what you just told me. I almost wish that I was this mystery man. You are so more beautiful than Sue, both inside, and out.” I suddenly blurted out. Pam looked so shocked you would have thought that I had slapped her very hard if you had walked into the room, and looked at us. She was no longer staring at the floor, as she was now staring at me, directly in my eyes. “I am so sorry Mrs. Drucker I shouldn’t have spoken out loud any of the words that I just said.” I said. “Now that we hae both spoken words that we should not have said to each other, how about we speak the hidden truths, to each other?” Pam asked me. All I was able to do was nod my head, as an answer to her statement. Even though I was now sleeping with adult multiple grown women, Pam Drucker was still a fantasy that was too strong to let go of, for any reason.

“I will start then. Somewhere during the weeks that you were here with my daughter I began wishing that I was my daughter. I wanted you as the man I saw hiding inside your youthful mind. I knew that we could never be together long-term, but being desired again was more than I could stand. I knew that you wanted me. You were not very good at hiding you feelings for me. So when I started dressing to make you both look at me more, and want me even more. So I realized too late sadly, after you were gone. That I was teasing you to get you to take me as an older, more experienced man would have. Martin, I love yo so much!” Pam was quietly sobbing by the time she that had finished talking to me.

Well talk about shocked! Now what do I do? My fantasy woman wanted me as badly as I wanted her. I now had a crowd of women, that I didn’t have before. And that was a secrect I wasn’t sharing with anybody that didn’t live at The Ranch. I didn’t matter what my feelings were about Pam.

After I gave Pam my handkerchief to drive her eyes, and blow her nose. “Martin I never intended to tell you about my feelings. But after being alone with you, just I couldn’t help myself.” Pam said quietly. “Pam, what do you want me to do? As I’m not quite the same young man that I was, when I was with Sue. I have a couple of different girls that I am kinda dating.” I said quietly, not trying to sound like I was trying to boast.

“What I truly want, I am no suppose to want. I want you to be my lover. I am willing to do whatever you say that I have to do, to be one of your girlfriends! Listen to me begging you? I haven’t been this happy since the last time you were last inside this house. Please be with me?” Pam said, as she had begun to sob again.

“Am I sure we can be together, as I still have very strong feelings for you, too. I never knew you had feelings for like I had for you. You were a fantasy that could never happen, for me. I was settling for Sue. Because she was as like you little sister, and she would let me think that I had got you. I came to care for her little bit, too. But then I heard her talking on the phone about how I was so pitiful, I left. And you know most of the rest.” I said.

“I don’t care if you are still a virgin, or slept with the whole world. Please follow me upstairs, and make love to me. As they say in the hood. ‘Turn me out like the BITCH, that I want to be for you!’ I said that I loved you and I meant it, too. If I have to your hometown to get fucked, that is what will be doing, from now on. If you tell me to come to The Ranch to spread my legs, I will willing do that, also. I’m committing myself to you as long as you want me. And you will not be sorry that you are fucking me, Martin, if you choose to do so.” Pam said, quietly.

How does a hot blooded teenaged boy turn down a offer from any woman, period? Now add in Pam’s looks, and her position in the community. Add in her family’s history with the Bank and her bank account, both before and after her inheritance, you get the picture. My problem is letting her see some of the other older women that had also became my lover’s. As most of them, for obviously serious reasons, should have never become a lover to me, ever. I thought to myself. I stood up, and took her hand, and said “Let’s go upstairs, where we won’t be disturbed.”I said.

Pam stood up slowly, and led me by the hand upstairs to the Master Suite. “No other man has been in this bed with me. My now very soon to be ex husband, has not been inside of this room in over five years, for any reason. He barely lives here anymore. It got be too much of a hassle for him to come home in the middle of the night, to an empty bed, in a guest bedroom. As sharing a bed, and having sex with me, was no longer available to him.” Pam said, proudly to me.

Pam had started acting like an innocent virgin, now that we were both in her bedroom behind a closed, and locked door. Stepped to her and looked down into her eyes, I followed the urge to kiss her. I spent more than a few minutes passionately kissing her. We were standing there tongue wrestling, with our beginning to roam over each other’s bodies. When my hands came to rest on her firm, but somewhat, still firm juicy large ass, I began to firmly kneed her ass. My playing with her ass produced some soft moans into my mouth.

When I raised the the hem of her short skirt I discovered that she came to pick me up this morning and she hadn’t been wearing panties this morning. I could smell her arousal as her erotic scent was getting stronger by the second. Her stocking were thigh high connected to a garter belt. I took her blazer off to see that she was only wearing a silk camisole. Pam had chose to leave her bra in a drawer the same way she chose to leave her panties at home as well. So when I unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, and her skirt slid down, and pooled at her feet. Pam was standing in front of me wearing only a short white camisole, that just barely covered her very lush ass. Her hard nipples were on display, as they were large enough that those nipples couldn’t go unnoticed. I stepped back as quickly undressed, as my patience was just about gone. I couldn’t wait to begin molesting Pam. Pam stepped out of the skirt pooled at her feet and took of her very high heeled shoes that she had been wearing, but she left her camisole on.

My above average dick was very hard and my underwear was doing a very poor job of hiding the fact that I was enjoying the view while I had been looking at her very sexy body. The fantasy’s of last summer were no where near as hot as this moment right now. I had masturbated everyday that I saw her here at her house. If she was working on her tan, I had to use a bathroom here, instead of waiting to go home, first. Between both the mother and daughter were in two-piece bikinis I spent time thinking both of them while I was masturbating. I have to say though that knowing before we left this room that Pam and I would be one single person, instead of two different people was so overpowering. Foreplay was most definitely needed or my fuse won’t long, at all.

When I took off my underwear Pam’s eyes were big as saucer plates. “I have never had any man with equipment that large inside of me, I may be like a virgin again, this morning, honey” Pam said. Of course all that did was make me want to get inside her all that much faster. It was only the fact that I had been sleeping with other older women that kept me from acting my age this morning. Plus I had engaged in plenty of sex last night, also.

When we moved to the bed, Pam had incorrectly thought that we were immediately going be having intercourse. So when I moved to lay my head between her thighs Pam didn’t know what to expect. She obviously heard about oral sex, she just never had experienced it being performed on her personally. She was a virgin on her wedding night, and her spouse felt like the activity was beneath him. (If she she knew that it wasn’t beneath him with most of the women that he had cheated on her with! The mother of his new children both demanded and received oral sex, sometimes as a daily occurrence.)

When I spread her muscular thighs and began kissing and licking the inside of her thigh Pam knew that she had been missing out on a few things about sex, for sure. Pam’s pussy was trimmed but still had a soft bushy feel to feel to her sparsely covered pussy. I hoped this was her normal care for her pussy as I liked the way that it looked.

When I began licking her lips and the opening to her pussy Pam knew she never wanted this treatment to ever end. She was putting words of this idea loudly to the only other person in the Room. “Ohhhh! Please don’t stop as I am about to cum!” Pam shouted! She had been constantly making noises of some type all along. She going between making words that could be heard, but not always understood. But some of the noises that she made most likely made no sense anyone, Pam included.

Now when I latched onto her clit, finally, all sounds from Pam’s lips, all stopped. Pam had passed out. But her pussy was still reacting to the sensations of my lips and tongue caressing her excited clit. When she screamed like I was killing her as her climax woke her up! She finally remembered that she had hands, that worked well. So she got her brain to get a message to her hands her hands, to push my head away thoroughly soaked, and heavy-leaking pussy. “I want to live to see tomorrow, hell later today would be nice also. I also want you to do that often! I have been cheated as I have never had that done to me before! I want to be a greedy bitch in the bedroom as I want to give you all the pussy that you can handle! Please say that you will treat me to oral sex often!” Pam stated, loudly, but not forcefully, as she was actually just begging loud for something that she had never experienced before. “Yes, Ms. Pam you can get that treatment whether we fuck, or not.” I said.

Pam began licking my wet face, that was wet with the fluids that her pussy leaked all over my face and kneck, her thighs, and the bed, beneath her ass. Her pussy was like a broken faucet, that flowed unrestricted, and gushed at times. I fear that at some point she will become a woman that will squirt her fluids as well. I was laying between her thighs already, so when I rubbed my dickhead up and down her slit, Pam knew I was about to invade her pussy, finally.

Her pussy put up some resistence to the invasion. It had been nearly six years since Pam’s pussy was open for business to a live dick. Her vibrator was not too much bigger than two her fingers. Though her husband wasn’t cursed with a pencil sized dick. But compared to what I was blessed with, that was beginning to gain entry into Pam’s tight pussy, his dick would truly feel like a pencil dick to Pam. “Baby I really almost feel virginal they way your big dick is stretching me wide open! Make my pussy your own!!!” Pam screamed out, loudly. Pam is 5’7” with DD tities, and an ass that is big and shapely, without being huge. Though her ass is more than a handful, every time that I had tried to cup it. As a serious ass-man I liked her ass both cover, and in the all-together. (Naked.) Her natural blond hair was thick, and stopped just below her shoulders. Like most blonde-haired women the matching hairs covering her pussy were sparsely covering her pussy. It definitely was not a thick pelt of fur that tried to hide her pussy from view.

I did my best to turn Pam out. I wanted to be the man servicing this pussy. Though she claimed she wanted me, I wanted her to think about me when I was nowhere near her. She just didn’t know just who all at that lived at the Ranch, that she was competing with, just yet. The slow, soft strokes that, I was using, was pleasing both Pam, and me too. Pam was milking my dick hard enough to make me increase both my speed of my strokes, as well as the force, too. For an older woman Pam damn sure felt, so good to me. Sweat was fripping off of my forehead, by the time I was ready to explode. “Yes baby, give mama all of that hot baby making, gooey sperm! It’s a shame that you really aren’t my son. Because you would have been laying between your mama’s thighs, fucking me, a long time ago! If you had not disappeared last summer you would have had me then also.” Pam said. Other than grunting I hadn’t said word one as keeping my strong concentration was the way I could last long enough for Pam to get her second climax, that I was so hoping would happen, at any second. I didn’t last quite long enough, though. When I did explode in Pam’s pussy, Pam did join me in orgasmatic bliss.

“I wish that we could stay here all day, but I need to get you home, before people start looking for us. I want you to think about becoming my man, for real. You have a bonified lawsuit against the county. I hope that I can get you to settle for less knowing that I will be leaving the bulk of my fortune, and the Bank that has been in my family for generation to you as well. I will pledge my assests even if you bankrupt the county. I am just hoping that gaining my fortune, will allow you to have pity on the county?” Pam asked me.

“I am sure we can work something out after you talk to my parents, provided that they are paid for their legal services. As well as their own pain and suffering, of their only child being arrested on false charges. And somebody, or somebodies has to go to jail, for starting all of this mess.” I said. “My loyalty is with you, and only you. No matter who is involved. I am still upset that you were arrested. I wasn’t there yesterday, but I learned what happened not to long afterwards though. Hatcher Rd. Was the hot gossip of the day, whether you were a man or a woman. People were talking about how they wished they had bet more in some cases, while some wished that they had not bet at all. Add those who wished that they had heard about it in time to bet some money. Most excitement to happen in Braddock, that didn’t involve a football, a basketball, or a baseball, in a very long time.” Pam said.

After we both had showered, and changed the sheets on Pam’s bed, and put the sheets in the washing machine, we left heading to the Ranch. By the time that we arrived my trucks were being off-loaded, from the low-boy trailers that they had been loaded onto. Bud’s Towing Service was handling the off-loads professionally.

When Pam and I got out of her truck we were surrounded with everyone trying to ask questions at the same time. Elroy P. Lobo was personally glad, as our arrival immediately cooled off some of the heat he was feeling in the hot seat, that he had unwittingly landed into, this morning.

I held up my hand to stop the questions. “I am ok I was talking to Mrs. Drucker about both yesterday’s events, as well as this mornings unpleasantness. When we left the Sheriff’s office she was sure that all charges against us would be dismissed, and all of our property, returned to us. Mrs. Drucker has apologized for any inconveniences that happened to us today. She also apologized for the way that her daughter treated me last summer, also. We need to have a family meeting as soon as we have no more guests here on the property.” I said.

My Dad told Sheriff Lobo that either he or my Mama, would call his office later today, or tomorrow morning at the latest. By this time all of our vehicles were off loaded and with the exception of thr Rolls-Royce every vehicle was very dirty. Both of my parents took out their phones taking pictures of the normally very clean trucks. Sheriff Lobo left as soon as they started taking pictures of the condition of our trucks. He had already seen and had pictures of the how somebody had done burnouts with my Excursion. I had no idea that my truck had been abused after I was taken into the Sheriff’s custody. I was obviously more upset than my family was.

We all went into the house to have our family meeting. I had Pam’s hand in mine as we were the last two people to come inside the house. Carl and Elsie Higgins had left after seeing that I was ok, knowing that we were about to talk about something private. They figured they would here most of what was being talked about, soon enough.

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Part OneFor ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own.  I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I was...

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The Motorcycle Diaries Stranded

Fuck.Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped. Some kids in a camper waved back, but that’s been about it.I guess they don’t get too many black people up in here. I drank all my water and the heat kept heating. I cursed myself again. The guidebook said this Escalante Staircase thing was an amazing sight, and it was. But it also wasn’t...

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The Motorcycle Diaries Stranded

© 2020 by Mojavejoe420 Fuck. Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped. Some kids in a camper waved back, but that’s been about it. I guess they don’t get too many black people up in here. I drank all my water and the heat kept heating. I cursed myself again. The guidebook said this Escalante Staircase thing was an amazing...

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The Motorcycle Accident

By Dunchad© I was riding my motorcycle home from work when it happened. For some unknown reason, the second car in front of me decided to hit their brakes instead of driving through the yellow light. The car behind it hit their brakes and went to the right. I hit my brakes and went left and then the next thing I know I am on the ground and hurting. Oh yeah, did I mention that I was driving my Anniversary...

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Motorcycle Accident

Motorcycle Accident My sister Stormy is older that I am. She was nineteen years old and dating a guy with a motorcycle. I thought that he was a jerk and so did our parents. However she was in love with him. Then one Friday night we got a phone call to come down to the hospital…there had been an accident. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her...

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Motorcycle Rose

Motorcycle RoseFather's Day dawned crisp and clear. At least that's what I was told. It happened about 3 hours before I crawled out of bed. By the time I got my eyes open it looked like a great day for a ride. Unfortunately the ride would have to wait for a while. Since the closest of my k**s lives about 1000 miles away, we no longer have family gatherings on these special occasions so we had made arrangements with our friends to meet for lunch at the local truck stop. They had...

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MotorcycleHero I

This story is like one half of a twin. You can read either one first, itdoesn't really matter as there is no logical order. And yes, this storycontains male-male sex, and no, you do not find that offensive, neither isit i*****l for you to read this otherwise you wouldn't be here, and what amI still slowing you down for, just... enjoy.Motorcycle-Hero I,by Willie Hewes"Hey!""Huh? oh, sorry I...""Well you don't have to jump like that, I only said hi.""Uh, hi""You like it?""Yeah, it's...

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Motorcycle maverick and gothic Charlie

I feel like writing another fantasy. over the last 2 years, I have come to realise, that I am the only person, that has yet to see the movie top gun. it's not my first movie pick but it wasnt as boring as some of the other movies I have watched. my only complaint is that, in the locker room scene, no matter how Maverick stands, leans, moves, that darn towel stays on :-p Charlie, as I will call myself, (from the movie) showed up to Maverick's (insert one of my doms here) house in a long...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Motorcycle MILFs GangFucked in Sturgis

 We have all heard about men and women, somewhere between the ages of forty and sixty going through a mid-life crisis. This can be caused by many things and manifests itself in a variety of behaviors. In our case, we were just trying to recapture some of the excitement of our youth and ward of the loneliness of our children being grown, by purchasing motorcycles and riding and socializing with other like-minded mid-lifers.My name is Jason, and my wife, Emma, and I were forty-seven years old at...

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Gezinstherapeute Mirthe

Gezinsthe****ute Mirthe is de vervanger van B en een bloedmooie blonde vrouw met lang krullend haar van ongeveer 48 jaar. tijdens de huisbezoeken laat ik altijd mijn ogen over haar lichaam glijden met de hoop dat ik een glimp van haar bh kan opvangen.Op een dag kwam Mirthe onverwachts op huisbezoek. Ze belde aan en ik maakte open. Ik zei,"Goedemorgen, hadden we een afspraak?" "Nee hoor, maar ik was in de buurt en dacht dat we misschien een evaluatie gesprek konden houden,"zei ze."Kom binnen,"...

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OtherworldChapter 6 Atheria

I awoke to find myself in a soft bed, a thick, comfortable blanket pulled over me. The walls around me were wooden, but looked very solid. Sunlight washed into the room through an open window. I could hear children playing outside. My body felt sore and complained as I tried to move. "Rest," an enchanting female voice said to me. Another elf woman stood not far from the bed, wetting a cloth in a bowl of water that sat against the wall. I laid back down, heeding her instructions. "Where...

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Whither MChapter 4 Whither

George Foster was determined to make this evening memorable. It wouldn’t be his final night with Sylvia, physically at least. It would be their final after-school evening, and he had run out of excuses. He would have to tell her tomorrow that he had decided to take the job in Canada. It wouldn’t be their last night in the same apartment, their last night in the same bed. It probably wouldn’t even end their sex together. Sylvia enjoyed that as much as he did, and it wasn’t as if he was...

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Whither FChapter 4 Whither

Sylvia Jennings thought that George was utterly transparent. Intelligent, yes, but she could read all his thoughts from his actions. She soaped herself slowly under the shower and thought about him. For all his talk about ‘celebration’, for example, he wanted morning sex. He thought that spoiling her the night before would get her in the mood this morning. And, of course, he was right. Not that getting her in the mood took as much effort as he put into it. She enjoyed the sex, and she didn’t...

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The Motorcycle Diaries Daddys Harley

Copyright © 2020 by Mojavejoe420 I felt my phone buzz just once in my back pocket. It was probably my dumbass ex-boyfriend so I waited until I finished making my drink orders. It was a pretty slow Tuesday afternoon but Applebee’s had a strict rule against texting on duty. I snuck back into the walk-in cooler where the cameras couldn’t see. I smiled as I read the text from my dad, aka Daddy-oh! on my phone. Hey Syd You busy Sat? Lenore bailed on me for the charity run. Can you ride with...

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The Motorcycle Adventure Ch 05

The next day they showered and packed. They walked to the diner to have breakfast. After breakfast they strolled around for a bit. They eventually got on the bike to resume their journey. By evening they were pulling into a small hotel. They showered and changed for dinner. They ate at the hotel restaurant then went to the hotel bar to have a few drinks. They were sitting at a table talking when another couple approached them. They introduced themselves as Tom and Kathy and asked if they...

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Desert Motorcycle Part II Sweet

The helmet is painted with the same demon face as the red one. The motorcycle is a big red Honda CR 500. I wonder if you will show. I wonder if it is the police that will come instead. I am confident with the canyons and bluffs in this area I can even loose a helicopter if they try to catch me. Hell, there were likely 20 or 30 other desert riders in the area and you could only give them a scant description at best. DNA would get me but I am counting on you not reporting it. Your...

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Desert Motorcycle Part II

You have had the fantasy of being taken forcefully for awhile and when it actually happened.... 'God'! 'Stop this', you scream in your mind. You are so thankful that David, your husband, is out of town. If he had answered the door how would you have explained the roses and the note? Still it is nagging at you so! You could be killed or worst. Those hard eyes. The hard body. The mystery! I watch from the highest hill top. Dressed in a jet black Moto-X suit, with black helmet and black...

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Motorcycle Story

This is the fantasy that was keeping me awake last night after our chat and picture fun…enjoy. It’s 11 pm and I am home, alone and horny as hell. My phone goes off and it is a text from you, “Now…” and your address is all it says, but I know what it means. I jump on my bike, and head towards your house. As I pull into your driveway I notice that the night is still and dark. I park my bike and wonder…should I go to the door, around back…? I climb off the bike and without taking my helmet off, I...

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Boston by Motorcycle

I had just finished my undergraduate degree in psychology, and was about to pursue a Master’s degree in criminology, but I hadn’t yet decided which university I wanted to attend. My final plan was to enlist with the RCMP, but as a young woman who barely hit 5 foot 6, I knew that the only way to get accepted was by having a lot to offer. My grades were excellent, and I had been offered entrance to several programs. I was undecided between Ottawa University and McGill in Montreal. The program at...

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The Motorcycle Diaries Daddys Harley

I felt my phone buzz just once in my back pocket. It was probably my dumbass ex-boyfriend so I waited until I finished making my drink orders. It was a pretty slow Tuesday afternoon but Applebee’s had a strict rule against texting on duty. I snuck back into the walk-in cooler where the cameras couldn’t see.I smiled as I read the text from my dad, aka Daddy-oh! on my phone.Hey SydYou busy Sat? Lenore bailed on me for the charity run. Can you ride with me? I checked my schedule on my phone and...

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The Motorcycle Ride

Arnie Schmidt had put off the chore as long as he could. His sweet wife, Casandra had been gone for over a year now. She had always been so afraid of breast cancer or an automobile accident ending her life but never something as small as a bacterium. It happened so fast, from a perfectly healthy, vibrant lover of 35 years, to a cold body in a morgue in just under two weeks. Her doctor had thought it was just an allergy at first but by the time all the tests were run; it was too late to save...

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Motorcycle Ride

I simply chuckled and helped Tonya get on the bike behind me with a big grin on my face. My ex-wives had refused to ride with him for years, saying it was too scary being on the road with me. I had forgotten how good it felt to have a beautiful woman wrap her legs and arms around me from behind. I liked how the raised back seat made up for their six inch height difference, so that they were head to head as they set out. Tonya was clutching on to me as we went down my driveway and on to the...

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Desert Motorcycle

You have paid a visit to a girlfriend who lives on the edge of the Bad Lands. Heading for home you took a wrong turn somewhere and now were in the middle of the desert. When you turned around on a dirt road to retrace your route you heard a loud bang and now you car is shaking badly. Getting out and walking around to the passenger side you see your right front tire is flat. 'Damn, damn, damn'! Opening your trunk you get out your jack and use it raise the right side. ...

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Motorcycle Ride

I would love to take you for a ride through the mountains. I’m sure we could find a couple places out west of town that would be ideal. We could go out late at night, cruising along in no hurry at all, watching the moon flicker through the trees passing us by. In the late night chill, your hands would slide under my shirt, exploring the contours of my chest and in response I would lean back, pressing my body more firmly against yours. My hand would slide back to squeeze your thigh, hinting for...

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That Motorcycle Trip Parts One and Two

Part One For ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath, that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own.  I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I...

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XXX MOTORCYCLE RIDE

We decided to go for a ride on your motorcycle one afternoon. I put on a very short skirt and tank top with no bra and no panties underneath. I grabbed a cover shirt just in case. We finished getting ready and took off. We hadn't been on the road too long before , I had to repositioned myself and sliding up closer to you with my titties pressed into your back and bouncing around with my hard erect long nipples pushing against you hard. I slid my hands up and around you and wrapped myself...

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Motorcycle Gang Traps

-HAPPY BDAY BABY! Brooke Burns turned off the water and stepped out after her morning shower. It was her 15th birthday and she could smell bacon frying. She brushed her teeth and blow dried her long reddish-brown hair. Then, she lathered her radiantly smooth body with cherry blossom scented lotion. She spent considerable time on her brand new 32D tits with large pink areolas. They were an early birthday present from Breaker.She twisted her round...

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Motorcycle

It all starts innocently enough, when he offers me a ride to the next bar on his motorcycle. He has an understated masculinity that like: Rustler Jeans, a leather biker vest, a well trimmed grey beard, a bit of a pot belly. I wrap my arms around his torso as he revs the engine and lifts his boots off of the road. I grip tighter and lean in as he speeds around the curves. I’m half erect against his back by the time we arrive. I linger like this a little bit longer than I should after we park but...

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Motorcycle Accident by fbailey

My sister Stormy is older that I am. She was nineteen years old and dating a guy with a motorcycle. I thought that he was a jerk and so did our parents. However she was in love with him. Then one Friday night we got a phone call to come down to the hospital…there had been an accident. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her hands up past her elbows. She...

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Motorcycle Neighbor

The house next door finally sold. It went on the market about a year ago; the result of a messy divorce. The house was not in the best of shape when it went on the market and it had deteriorated more over the past year. I was curious to see who the new owners were. I was surprised to see a guy on a motorcycle drive up, unload some furniture from a U-Haul and move in. My name is Alice and I am married to a wonderful guy named Alan. He owns an accounting firm and I was one of his employees...

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Me and Liz take a motorcycle ride to remember

Note : This story is completely fictional! On a sunny Saturday morning mom and I get ready for a ride on the motorcycle. Liz is still new to riding so she's excited for the coming adventure. We head north to the Mountains and soon are leaving the noise and hustle of the area. We make good time and soon are alone on a twisty country road. After a few hours Mom asks to stop for a rest. Her butt is getting sore and she needs to stretch her legs and get some feeling back in her sexy ass. After a...

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Motorcycle Riding

There was a guy I had been seeing off and on for about 8 months, one day he called me and asked if I wanted to go motorcycle riding with him the next day. I thought about it for a few minutes then told him to pick me up early so that this other guy I was seeing would not find out about it. I knew I could get some drugs from him and have some fun and do some drinking. We rode around getting high for awhile, when he told me that he was going to stop at a house and make a deal with a friend. I...

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MyBrothersHouse1

My brothers house Donald Dentley 2017 When my twin brother goes on holiday I go to house sit for him. He has a fantastic house but I’m not going to describe that. It’s the garden that is important for this story. The place is situated halfway along a farm road. So pretty isolated. There is a another house almost opposite. Although he has a very small front yard the back garden is enormous and is surrounded by tall beach hedges. This means that the house, and especially the rear garden, are very...

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Aratheon CYOA Tannivh Holaxidor Part 1

“Will ya give it a rest?” Phylis says, the look of utter impatience on the old elf’s face. Without access to the well, she ages like fruit. Elves are known for their near-immortality, but that’s only given to those who can afford it. The well of life may be sacred ground and is limitless, but it still has a price. At least to the Supreme Counselor, and Phylis can’t afford it. Most of the low born elves can’t afford it. That’s life under the Supreme Chancellors rule. I don’t know how things...

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HypnotheRapist Starr Scores Ch 06

To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS36: STARR SCORES VI—’Avenging Forthwith’ *** 36 stories, six (square root of 36) now belong to this series. averaging out to one of each of these six ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ stories for every six of the Smokey Sagas thus far. Just a coincidence. Absolutely nothing to do with this actual story itself, however. Another coincidence: this is going to appear...

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HypnotheRapist Starr Scores Ch 03

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HypnotheRapist Starr Scores Ch 07

To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS44: STARR SCORES VII—’Divorce Awakens’ *** January 16th, 3:23 p.m. HEY HEY STARR! LAST CHERUB OF THE DAY HAS JUST LANDED AT OUR DOOR. NEWBIE: MR. SEAN MCMANUS. FILLING OUT HIS FORM RIGHT NOW. ID AND INSURANCE XEROXED, JUST NEED YOUR O.K. TO SEND HIM BACK. THANKS, NICE LADY!! JUST FINISHING UP WITH MR. BROCKWELL RIGHT NOW, SO AS SOON AS HE COMES...

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HypnotheRapist Starr Scores Ch 02

To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES II: ‘The Impotence Strikes Back’ *** February 12th, 4:02 p.m. Angela put the finishing updates on the file of her 2:00 returning patient, deposited it in the appropriate section of her cabinet, shut it, and pushed herself off it to roll her chair back across the office to her desk. She held down the intercom button. ‘Hi Paula! One more today, right?’ Paula’s...

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Aratheon Treasure Hunt Pt 1

“What will it be, stranger?” the barkeeper, an aged man with bags underneath his eyes asks. “I’ll take a pint of mead, please,” I tell the man and I put a gold coin on the table. He takes it and a few minutes later brings out a pint and places it in front of me. “I’m looking to hire a captain and crew for an adventure. Do you know where I might find such a crew?” “What kind of adventure are you taking?” he asks. “One fraught with danger and could easily end in death, however, the reward...

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HypnotheRapist Starr Scores Ch 04

To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* SMOKEY SAGAS #20: STARR SCORES IV—’The Man Called Dennis’ *** August 9th, 9:31 a.m. Angie slid open the window and welcomed the summer morning breeze into her office with open lungs. She closed her eyes, smiled and inhaled the balmy air. She was in such a wonderful mood. Everything was terrific: her day, her job, her life. She felt so happy she could burst. The daily joys...

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HypnotheRapist Ch 01

Smokey Saga #3: ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ *** Hope you like this story. And any feedback you may have’s welcomed and appreciated. *** November 25th, 2:00 p.m. Dr. Angela Vevacia Starr was a miraculously skilled therapist. She ran a clinic for folks who dealt with debilitating behavioral and other mental issues. She saw a dozen or two each week, and her talents were such that not many clients required more than eight to ten sessions to effectively be cured. In her mid-30s, she had been honing her...

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Aratheon Wicked Witch of the Woods

Everyone says you should not travel these roads alone, but I am not a helpless old fool. In fact, I am shy of 20 cycles old. They say these parts are ridden with trolls and goblins. I have also heard stories of a wicked witch that lives in the woods beyond. All tales told by old fools to frighten children. I have seen some truly beautiful things on this journey to and from the dwarven kingdom. Mountains that touch the sky, valleys that go on forever. Sunsets that fill the sky with color. And...

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Whither I Go

I woke up early this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. I tried turning and tossing, but this didn’t work. Next I tried tossing, then turning. Even with all that exercise, sleep was elusive if not forbidden. As I laid there, my mind went to and fro, forth and back, Hither, Thither, and Yon. A fairly pleasant trip, all in all. Then I began to wonder. No, no, not wander, silly. Wonder. Most of us are all too familiar with to and fro, and while we misuse forth and back a lot, few think about...

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Aromatherapy

‘Welcome to the Pavlovian Suite.’ said the masseuse as she led Carla into one of Heaven’s many custom designed massage rooms. The masseuse continued ‘All our rooms are named after the figures who have inspired us here at Heaven be it through their vision, mind or beauty.’ If the name hadn’t already given it away then the soft blue and pink furnishings of a room filled with pictures of Ballet scenes whilst Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite played quietly in the background made it clear from whom...

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Katheryns Baby

This started as a completely different story, involving a bad decision that destroys a marriage. Then, as I was writing it, I had a friend who almost did something drastic and it got me thinking about depression. Too much, as it turns out, so now I’m dumping it in Non-Erotic. Thanks to that person who helped so much, but asked not to be named. ***** May 5 ‘Stop!’ I yelp, surprising even myself. ‘I can’t do this!’ The world has tilted, and is spinning out of focus. ‘I can’t do this,’ I...

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TheWay it is Now1

I’m still groggy, but the things the mouth are doing to my cock are nothing to complain about. I look down at the head in my lap. The shiny blond (I think she’s blond at least) ringlets of curls tickling my abdomen as her head moves up and down. And my fat knob compresses as she works it past her gag reflex and into her throat. She occasionally fights off the urge to choke as she lets out noises that are almost obscene, but positively sexy when she does. Blasting deep into her mouth, I...

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Athelstans Mercy

I, Rhodri of Kernow, write this in remembrance of my patron, Bishop Asser. The good man loved the House of Wessex all his days and was friend and confidant to Ælfred, whom men now call the Great. Our King now is Athelstan, may The Good Lord and the Saints keep him, and Bishop Asser would have been full of joy to see it. For surely there can have been few Kings his equal. Even Great Ælfred had faults that none could overlook. Athelstan is a man without peer. His appearance and demeanour are all...

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Therianthropy On stage

She stared at her own breasts in the mirror, not particularly large, but perky and supple. She hefted each tit, one and then the other, before giving a squeeze together and pushing them both up against her chest as the chain dangling between her dark pink and pierced nipples tinkled and chimed. Cylvan wasn't particularly self conscious of her bust, but she had some envy for her beloved Mistress's ample bosom. She thought about how large and full they were, and the pleasing view whenever...

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Walthers Whore Ch 01

The door opened, and one after another the twelve women shuffled into the room to be lined up along the far wall by the guards. Most of them lifted their eyes and snatched a nervous glance at the figure watching them from the sofa. Most of them that is, apart from the dark-haired little girl who stood nervously in the centre of the line and surrounded by the largest and tallest women in the group. It was a deliberate ploy designed to make her even more nervous than she already was. That sense...

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Theodores Understanding Mother Part 1

Part 1 By Docker5000 Theodore was now rushing home from his mate’s house one of his friends had stolen one of his dad’s dirty books and he had been showing it all around to his friends. His friend had allowed Theodore to take it home for the night in exchange for $2 but he was to bring it back to him tomorrow. Theodore raced into his house completely ignoring his mother whom he did not see and ran up to his room. His mother watched him raced up the stairs. She saw that he had...

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I went to bed early that night which I generally did with the intention of having a long read. I devoured books at a rate of knots so was always in the library looking for more science fiction. A couple of hours immersed in a story and I would doze off as easy as pie. Tonight I found myself rereading the same line over and over as my concentration was way off. So, I gave in, put down the book and tried to go to sleep. My mother I had left downstairs watching the TV, my other, younger sisters...

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