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Jessica stared at the blank tunnel wall as the green line streetcar plunged underground. The other passengers, had they been paying attention, would likely have chalked up her refusal to make eye contact as nothing more than standard "T" etiquette. Jessica herself was acutely aware of the self-conscious way in which she pretended that she was the only person on the train. In fact, she wished with every fiber of her being that she was.

It would be incorrect to say that none of the other passengers paid attention to her. A young accountant across the car from Jessica had occasionally turned from his copy of the Globe to soak in the beautiful strawberry blonde with glances that he hoped were short enough to be considered nonchalant. The cut of her chin and the fullness of her lips warranted a few passes, and her smart business suit with the leather skirt earned his admiration.

But the majority of his attention was directed at her legs. Jessica's shapely legs peeked out from beneath her skirt, dark stockings accenting the curves and shadows of her knees before vanishing into a pair of zip-up black leather boots above her calves. They were the kind of legs that always walked in an alluring strut, thanks to the excellent set of hips they were anchored to.

Had the tastefully-gawking man gone so far as to stare outright, he may have noticed the occasional anomaly in her outfit. Jessica herself kept her knees pinched tightly together, and clutched the hem of her long suit jacket as though she feared it might fly away at any moment. Each jolt and jostle of the train sent her heart pounding as she pulled and stretched the fabric out of shape.

The young man allowed his eyes to follow Jessica as she climbed out of her seat at Copley station. He puzzled as he noticed what looked like silver buckles peeking out beneath her jacket, at the back hem of her skirt. He blushed slightly as she held her briefcase behind her to cover it from public view before teetering down the stairs.

The man's face was a mere pink glow compared to the beet-red grimace on Jessica's face. She proceeded out of the station in a tight-kneed shuffle, the briefcase still shielding the backs of her thighs from view. Her other hand held the front of her jacket together at the bottom, in the manner of a woman who finds herself in a lightweight dress on a blustery day.

The reason for her caution was the skirt she wore, which had been advertised as a "leatherette spanking skirt." This meant, in practical terms, that it had no material covering her ass cheeks, and it was held together by a pair of buckling straps behind her upper thighs that created a push-up effect for the globes above.

Having waited for all the other passengers from her train to leave ahead of her, Jessica shuffled out of a black iron staircase shelter onto the city streets above. She had a short walk ahead of her, but it was made to feel longer by the latex "clit stimulator panties" she wore. They had been squeezed into a thong arrangement so as to honor the intention of her skirt, but the soft nubs still rubbed against her clitoris as she walked.

The obscene squicking between her legs was almost enough to help her forget the humiliation of walking the streets of Boston in an assless skirt. The shame that did manage to catch her attention was just enough to arouse her further. She teetered on the edge of horror and orgasm, trying as hard as possible not to think of what it might feel like to just throw down her jacket and crawl the rest of the way on all fours. She felt herself on the top of a precipice, steeling herself lest she step off into the abyss.

She had worked her way to this point slowly enough, and initially with some degree of innocence. One day after swim class in high school, she had been mortified to discover that one of the other girls had broken open her locker and stolen her underwear. Since she couldn't wear her soaking wet bathing suit beneath her uniform, she had been forced to improvise.

Jessica's imagination was well-matched to her skills. Cutting two circles from strategic locations in her swim cap, she had fashioned a crude brassiere (barely large enough for her growing teenage breasts) held on by the strap of her goggles. She had then put her legs through the holes in the cap and worn it as a misshapen pair of panties. This arrangement protected her modesty neatly, despite the occasional tickle from the loose folds of rubber between her legs.

Jessica began wearing the swim-cap panties once a month to help contain her menstrual flow, and reinforced their jagged cuts with rubber cement where necessary. They couldn't last forever, though, and she was soon forced to shop for a replacement. All of the products she could find for this purpose were unsuitably bulky and obvious, like adult diapers. Fortunately, a quick Internet search for "rubber underwear boston" had turned up a store that sold precisely what she was looking for.

The site, Eros Boutique, seemed to Jessica to be some sort of sex shop, but not like the pink monstrosities one finds in seedier neighborhoods. Most of those were just cheap video stores that had badly-made lingerie stretched over the mannequins in the windows. This place was in a hipper part of town, and behaved more like a fashionable clothing and knickknack store that just happened to cater to an "adult" clientele.

She had waited at home to intercept the UPS man on the day her order arrived, and ran upstairs to try them on. The difference was night and day. The swimcap had been loose where it ought to have been tight, and vice-versa. The new pair were designed for a woman's hips, and held her womanhood like a firm yet gentle hand.

She had tested the fit for a long time, admiring the way the seams rested properly against her flesh, the old swim-cap's jagged scissor-cuts notably absent. She massaged herself through the material, relishing the sensation that they somehow formed a new layer of skin. That evening she had to wash them out half a dozen times.

Jessica had, of course, come a long way since those early innocent days. She had matured into a gorgeous adult, and her star was on the rise at the office where she worked. Her sex life had been a moderate success, all told, but she never wore rubber on a date lest rumors get out. She certainly valued her reputation, though perhaps to the point of paranoia at times.

This caution with regard to public opinion would seem peculiar to the informed observer of her public walk of shame. More curious would be the dramatic manner in which she relaxed the moment she entered the Eros Boutique itself. She immediately softened the moment she crossed the threshold, her briefcase shifting to one side and her other hand ignoring the jacket in order to mop her brow.

The reason for the change was that she knew that the shop staff had been in their risqué business for quite some time, and had likely seen it all. They were professional, never snickering or prying, although that meant that they often responded to her interactions with a somewhat disappointing clinical detachment.

"I'm..." Jessica coughed, "I believe you're holding a purchase for me?"

The clerk stepped quickly into a back room and came out with a blank cardboard box, setting it on the counter.

"The buyer came in to inspect it before paying," the clerk read off a post-it, "and left it for you to collect."

Jessica looked up suddenly, surprise on her face. "You spoke to him?"

The clerk smiled politely, holding up the note. "Not personally."

Jessica had spent a great deal of time online in the past eight years or so, discussing and playing out her growing sexual fantasies involving latex, bondage, and exhibitionism. She had attracted a small following of on-line playmates, many of whom had managed to coax her into sending photos of her latex-clad body (though strictly from the shoulders down).

Recently she had set up an anonymous wishlist so that her admirers could purchase items for her to wear. She would reward them with carefully-manipulated photo sets of her modeling the items in front of a bedsheet, her head blurred into anonymity. Jessica loved the feeling of exposure, and their clumsy praise of her erotic charms never failed to arouse.

Recently, however, she had agreed to a new game. A man she had scened with in chat rooms and e-mail for a few years began buying her presents of his own choosing. She knew him only as "Darlington"; and since she would not give out her address, the items were kept at the store for her to pick up. The agreement was that whatever she was given, she would wear until she got home.

In payment, she always sent him a long and detailed description of the day's events. Often attached to the frothing and turgid descriptions of her arousal, shame, and anticipation were a few hastily-anonymized photos of the new gifts on her body just before she peeled them off and took a long relaxing bath.

The spanking skirt had been picked up during the spring thaw, and she had worn it home beneath a heavy felt overcoat. She had been fortunate enough to put on full nylon hose that day, and as a result the chill at her bottom was no worse than her calves. Darlington had ordered her to wear it to the store this morning, promising that a suitable replacement would be there for her to appear in at work.

Jessica hoped with all her heart that it would be, since she had a crucial contract negotiation scheduled for that very afternoon. She gingerly carried the package to a nearby cafe, buying a coffee and slipping into the bathroom to change. She hung her jacket on a hook and mused over what she had just learned.

It had never occurred to her that Darlington lived in the Boston area, or even on the East Coast. He always left her with the impression that he was English: he spelled words like "colour" and "honour" when he chatted, and his mannerisms were rather old-world. The notion that he could actually make a personal appearance at the boutique rather startled Jessica.

Checking the time on her watch, she tore open the box. At the top of the pile was a plastic bag from a well-known expensive clothing store. Opening it, Jessica sighed with relief as she unfolded a stylish black calf-length skirt that matched her long suit jacket nicely. The garment was obviously added to the package after the fact, as Eros never carried anything so modest.

Undoing the buckles on her skirt, she began to look at the rest of the garments in the box. A silvery rubber overbust corset, decorated down the front with black straps, lay atop a matching pair of pewter latex stockings. Sighing somewhat, Jessica unzipped her boots and peeled off her thigh-high nylons.

She took out a tube of skin cream that she had long ago emptied and filled with Eros Bodyglide, and shook a few drops into the stockings. She rubbed them a bit to spread the lubricant about, then gathered them into bunches and slid her pointed toes into the glossy sheaths.

Unbuttoning her blouse, Jessica peeled off the rubber bra she had been wearing and slid into the corset. She struggled as she sucked in her gut, and after a few minutes was able to pull the zipper up to her cleavage. Admiring her enhanced curves in the mirror, she noticed that the rings on the front straps had no connecting mechanism.

Glancing down into the box, she saw a hand-written note:

I have taken the liberty of keeping a few bits and bobs for the time being. You can pick them up from the concierge at the address below.

The address listed was a hotel in Harvard Square. He must have flown in just to engineer this stage of their little game, Jessica realized. She searched the box quickly.

Jessica lifted up the note to reveal a black leather thong decorated with silver chains, a white plastic egg with a black wire tail, and a plastic baggie full of tiny polished heart-shaped padlocks. She turned the box upside-down, but the keys to the locks were nowhere to be found.

Jessica seized for a moment, realizing that she was expected to lock herself into the corset until later that evening. Of course, she never had any opportunity to remove her items until she got home anyway, but somehow the immutability of the locks stunned her.

She worked her slackened jaw in disbelief, trying to wrap her head around both the fact that she was expected to do this and the fact that the very idea had caused her to wet the tickling nubs of her panties. Swallowing hard, she opened the baggie and slowly pulled out one of the glittery silver locks.

Hypnotized, she threaded it through the loops of the top strap. Just who was this Darlington fellow that he could go around telling girls to lock themselves into perverted underwear like this? She was an important businesswoman! Imagine the nerve!

Jessica held her breath, shut her eyes, and squeezed.

Hearing the delicate but sharp "click," she opened her eyes wide and dropped her chin to look at what she had done. Tugging at the lock merely stretched the latex garment a little, and no amount of fumbling could find an emergency release catch. Panting and moaning with a combination of fear, regret and extreme arousal, she reached her hand into the baggie and fished out the next lock.

"Nonooononooonononooonooooo..." Her mouth chanted "no", but her fingers kept on squeezing each little locking "Yes!" down the front of her shiny new foundation garment.

Having secured the erotic corset to her body, Jessica tossed the baggie with its two remaining locks back into the box and pulled out the plastic egg. It looked like one of the bullet vibes she had bought a few years ago, but no amount of twisting caused it to turn on. The batteries, she discovered, were already inside, and shaking it didn't cause any vibrations.

Recognizing that she was already committed to this dangerous game, Jessica sighed and unclipped the garters from her stockings so that she could peel off the teasing panties. She wrapped them in the spanking skirt and tucked them into the shopping bag that the more modest skirt had come in, pushing the bundle deep into her briefcase. Wetting the egg with Bodyglide, she pressed it between her labia and felt her pussy swallow it hungrily.

Recovering quickly and ensuring that the retrieval wire was within reach, she turned to the last item in the box. It was a leather thong that fastened via hasps at the top corners of the front plate. Delicate silvery chains dangled in front, so that they tinkled lightly when shaken. The hip straps fitted via thin slits to the front hasps, but seemed to have no catches of their own.

Jessica choked back a yelp as she realized that the two locks still in the baggie weren't merely extras, as she had first thought.

"Oh fine, fine!" she mumbled to herself, "All right, bastard. You win! You know I can't back out now, don't you?"

With methodical thoroughness, Jessica prepared her body for the fact that she wouldn't be able to take off her underwear all day. Cleaning herself completely, she finally tucked the egg's wire out of the way and pulled the chastity belt's straps to a comfortable tightness, snapping the locks on.

At the sound of the tiny clicks, she immediately threw her hands between her legs and began rubbing the black leather with her fingers. She was astonished by the lack of sensation in her pussy. She had worn rubber against her snatch for so long that she had become used to every movement and bit of friction being transmitted directly to her erogenous center. The feeling of arousal and anxiety took on a sharper edge as she tried not to think about how she may have just made a mistake of epic proportions.

She was interrupted from her explorations as someone who had heard her flushing knocked on the bathroom door.

"Um, just a minute!" Jessica's heart raced as she reattached her garters and threw on her blouse. Dressing quickly, she soon had her long skirt and boots on again, verifying in the mirror that for all outward appearances she was dressed perfectly normally. Taking a deep breath, she threw on her suit jacket, gathered up her briefcase and the empty box, and bolted out of the cafe.

She made good time to the orange line station and ran directly into a waiting train. She checked her watch and noted with some relief that she was on time for her morning appointments. She rode through the tunnels of Boston feeling better for her modesty, although the reality beneath her stylish business clothing ate at the corners of her mind.

As the train rolled toward her office, Jessica pulled a memo about the afternoon's scheduled negotiations out of her briefcase and began to review it distractedly. She concentrated as hard as possible to prepare herself for a normal day. Soon she was lost in facts and figures, flipping through the e-mails she had printed out before leaving home that morning.

Her focus was broken by a sudden motion in her pussy. Her fist clenched immediately in surprise, crumpling a printed-out spreadsheet as the egg buzzed in fits and spurts. Casting her eyes around the train accusingly, she saw with a start that it was pulling into her station. Gritting her teeth against the uncontrollable stimulation, she grabbed her things and hopped onto the platform.

The vibrations became intermittent again as she moved away from the station platform, disappearing altogether by the time she reached street level. Stopping to calm herself down for a moment, she realized that the egg must be one of the remote-control variety. What she had thought was simply a retrieval string was actually a wire antenna. Someone had been operating the corresponding transmitter back on the platform, and the egg had only started up once she traveled within its limited range.

Had she noticed anyone waiting there? Anyone suspicious? Perhaps someone pretending to listen to a radio or fiddling with a PDA? She shook her head as she realized she had paid absolutely no attention to anything but reaching the stairs. She had no idea if there had even been anyone else there with her.

For a while she felt satisfied that her quick exit would have made it impossible to spot her, but then she remembered that Darlington had bought her the expensive skirt that she wore. He knew that she was going to wear a long jacket and high boots. He had her description, and perhaps he now knew her face.

The workday began uneventfully enough, and Jessica managed to put the morning out of her mind. She skipped lunch, acknowledging glumly to herself that it would not be a good idea to eat or drink anything until she had the keys to her chastity belt in hand. Soon the day moved on and it was time to have that all-important contract negotiation.

Jessica glided into the conference room, walking as evenly as possible to prevent the locks and chains of her kinky underwear from jangling noticeably. She slid into her seat between her colleagues, the corset holding her back primly straight.

"You're looking very well today, Jess." commented David, a director from the floor above hers. He was a well-meaning and friendly man, and quite attractive in his own way. But his square jaw and blue bedroom eyes were often ruined by an eager-beaver attitude in the office.

"Well thank you, Dave." Jessica smiled politely, "Think it'll help?"

David simply smiled awkwardly for a moment, then caught his composure and lamely chirped, "Well, I think that it's a sign that we're all feeling very positive today!"

The portly VP next to David rolled his eyes and punched a button on an intercom, calling in the other company's representatives so that they could begin. Four Englishmen filed into the room, shook hands all around, and sat down.

The negotiations went well at first, and Jessica felt confident and outgoing. After a while, however, the men on the other side of the table began to flood them with numbers, obviously hoping to confuse the bargaining in their favor. Things began to spiral downward, and Jessica's team showed weakness and lost crucial ground.

Finally sensing that they had the advantage, Jessica's opponents wrote out a complete offer that was decent, but not what her team had planned on. As they passed the paper toward her side, she suddenly felt the egg within her buzz into life. The transformation in her head was instant: one moment she was a smart and powerful businesswoman engaging in crucial negotiations, the next she was a body of sex and rubber trying to hide beneath a uniform. She gasped loudly, sucking air into her lungs as her eyes bulged with surprise.

Jessica realized with horror that Darlington must be in the building. She looked across at the Englishmen in front of her, feeling dread at the thought that one of these smug looking men could be him. She studied their faces as the vibrations coursed within her, praying that no one could hear what she felt in her loins.

One by one, the smug grins on the four men slowly sank. Coughing nervously, one of them reached over and grabbed the sheet back.

"Er, let's try again, why don't we?" he mumbled, revising the figures with a fancy fountain pen. The moment he pulled the pen's cap off, the vibrations stopped.

Jessica gulped, and her head swam as the rest of the negotiations went on without her. She performed her role quietly, fading into the background as the VP maneuvered and argued and then eventually put his name to the piece of paper next to a signature from the other side. Once the contract was signed, hands were shaken again and the four men left.

There was a long silence as Jessica and her co-workers waited for them to pass out of earshot. Finally, there was a sudden round of cheers as her co-workers took turns shaking her hand one more time.

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Genie Jessica

(Author's note: While the events in this story are based off real life, there are some obvious embellishments. Also, all the characters involved in sex acts are at least 18.)I woke up with Ms. P’s soft skin pressed against my back, a ray of sunshine peaked through the mini-blinds warming my abdomen. Groggy, it took me a second to recall the night’s events: I had fucked my best friend's mom!Ms. P was an attractive middle-aged woman. The first thing any man noticed about her was the flaming red...

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A weekend away with Jessica

After our final matric exams. Jessica's parents as well as mine agreed for us to go away together for a weekend. We hadn't seen each other since before our final exams as we sat down, studied and gave it our all. We chatted over messages and planned and booked the weekend away to leave the Friday morning and returning the Monday. We finished our last exam the Thursday afternoon and we both were looking forward to seeing each other.After my exam I went home and pack my bags. Once my stepsister...

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How I Got Seduced By My Friends Mom Jessica

Hi everyone, I am Raj, age 22, from Mumbai. Today I am here to narrate a real incident. It took place a few months ago during my trip to Assam. To start with, I had a friend in my college who was 2 years younger than me. His name was Sarengyam, and he was an Assam native.  We became good friends as we lived in the same hostel. After a few months, Sarengyam told me that he is going for a few days to Assam to meet his family. He asked me if I was interested in accompanying him. Since I wanted to...

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Not A SaintChapter 4 The Capture of Jessica

Friday morning I woke up with a strange feeling. I knew something was going to go good for me. I took a shower letting myself jerk off for a while as I thought about Jessica, my usual masturbation inspiration. I got to work thinking I'd be feeling bad because of my conversation with Jessica the day before, but instead I felt better than I had in a long time. I knew Jessica usually worked late on Friday's to try to get as much work done so she wouldn't have to come in for the weekend. I...

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The Hitchhiker Chapter 9 Playing Hooky With Jessica

When she realized I was there she apologized for walking in on me. “Sorry Tony, I didn’t realize you were in here but judging by what’s going on down there I’m glad I did.” “That’s fine Jess, I’m happy to see you. You were pretty quiet last night. I thought you would have popped in at some point.” She said, “I thought about it but wanted to leave Char alone so she could enjoy her time with you. Did you have fun?” “Of course I did and I think Mary Ann and Char won’t be waking up for a...

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The Doctor Part 8 Jessica

Jessica could not get the night with Tessa off her mind all the way to the airport. The conversation with Tessa’s dad was stilted as a result. But she made it.She went through check-in and was on the plane in less than half an hour. Sitting in her seat on the plane, she kept thinking about how she could sense Tessa masturbating, and how intensely aroused it made her when Tessa orgasmed. She knew she was soaking wet, and getting wetter by the minute, but could not stop remembering.Jessica...

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The Bosss drunk girlfriend Jessica

It was a Christmas party my boss was a lush , drunk as hell as always at the party's he was off talking to some office workers about who knows what and his girlfriend was walking toward me. She is about 5 feet 3 and about 100 lbs and about 10 lbs of that being her tits she had a big rack for a small girl she had to be about 24 years old the boss was in his late 40's lucky bastard to get a fine young one like her. Lisa was her name I think or was it Jessica, Dam it think think. Hello she said do...

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The Destroyers Book 1 A New BeginningChapter 38 Amy and Jessica

Down in the Sierra Nevada Mountains, at a small lake, some friends were spending a week camping and fishing. As the sun was setting, David Granger walked back to his tent, his pole over his shoulder when he looked up and saw his roommate Brad Wilson walking towards him. Holding up the string of trout, he grinned. "Brad, it looks like we have trout for dinner..." seeing the look on the face of his friend he stopped speaking for a second, and asked, "What's wrong?" Walking up to his...

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Jessica

"Hi, I am new to the neighborhood and thought I would come and introduce myself," the pretty girl announced as soon as I had opened the door. "My name is Jessica and I live just next door there with my father." At the time I did not have a screen door so could clearly see this young girl as she could see me, a man in my mid-forties. "Well, hello, very nice to meet you. My name is Steve and I live here with my son. I'd call him to meet you, but he's in the shower." "That's okay,...

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Jessica

It all began several years ago. Now, before I get into my story, I’ll tell you a little about me – not the why, just the who – why may explain itself. I’m just a man. Nothing special about me, just in my middle sixties with a graying head and beard, glasses, and a bit of a pot belly. I retired before I hit sixty just because my body was tired of the physical demands of the job, and I had more than enough to be comfortable until Social Security kicked in. I’ve been married – once, and that...

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Pathetic Jessica

Pathetic I was sitting at my computer, working on some writing, when Jessica knockedsoftly at the front door. I had been on a hot streak that day, getting some serious pages in on mylatest novel, and finished the sentence before I responded. "Yes?" I called. I saw the clock, knew who it was – she was right ontime, a very good sign. She and I had only met recently, first on-line, followeda few phone conversations. This was our first face-to-face, and I half expectedher to be late just out of the...

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My Best Friend Jessica

I was always a little jealous of her. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. 5’4 115 pounds, perfect ass. Prefect everything, at least that was how I saw her. Most of all she always had the perfect boyfriends. Even though I had never been with another girl, I would fantasize about her. It freaked me out a little bit. I never thought of myself as a lesbian. I had been with my fair share of guys. But Jessica was different, she was my college together, and we were going to live together...

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The Biography of Jessica

JJ Vaughn sat on the shore of Zuma Beach and took in the beauty of the early morning. It promised to be a lovely day as it was not too warm and a light breeze was blowing by. The sun was already out and some people had walked by, nodding at her as they passed. JJ wondered if any of them recognized her. If they had, they had all been polite enough not to cause a fuss. Dressed the way she was now, she really wasn’t ‘JJ Vaughn’ anyway. The tiny, form-fitting white bikini had been a gift from...

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The Adoption of Jessica

This a story by written me, you can repost it but don't change it. The Adoption of Jessica by Darlene 1997 Robert had lived with his Aunt Diane now for a year, ever since his mother died, and the final visit from the Social Services and Diane Jones' signature on the last document meant that Robert was now the charge of Diane. Diane Jones knew that her sister would have expected her to look after her son Robert on her death but to adopt a child now, at her...

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Jessica

My wife walked out on me a year ago; not so much walked out, as drifted out; out of both mine, and my daughter Jessica's lives. She had slowly but steadily devoted more and more time to pursue her career and had made a rapid rise to higher and higher posts within the government and now she was stationed in Brussels at the EU-office. We hadn't divorced or anything and I think we still were in love, but the love had been put to a simmer while she worked. Her paycheck still found its way to our...

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The Early YearsChapter 3 Jessica

Where in the hell does the time go thought Don when he was leaving school at the end of another school year. It was hard for him to accept that a year had gone by since Joyce had left to move to Southern Illinois. To Don it was a good new bad news school year. The good news was that his basketball team had won the conference title and then in the State tournament they won District but lost in the Sectional final. The bad news was that he hadn’t yet found anyone to replace Joyce as a lover....

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Interviewinghellip Jessica

Interviewing… JessicaAuthor: Bonercreator69I’ve always been a huge Jessica Ennis fan. Ever since she won the Olympics in 2012, though, the hottest British athlete has been in high demand. It’s always been a dream for me to meet one of my favourite women and finally the opportunity has arisen. My very own TV show, interviewing famous women from the world of sport, and who was my first guest, none other than Jessica Ennis. This woman’s arse had been the centre of many men’s affections over the...

2 years ago
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My Cousin Jessica

It was mid-July when my cousin Jessica came to stay with me. I was 21, free as a bird living on my own. I just got a new job not too long ago and was making good money. So I invested in a small house in the country, far from the peering eyes on neighbors. "Hi Chris!!!" my cousin said to me busting through my front door. I got up to grab her bag, but instead, she dropped her bag and gave me a big hug. And all of a sudden, I started to get turned on. I had to let go of...

3 years ago
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Jessica

What an amazing night!I was still new to my job as Senior Artworker, and I was told that I had to attend a series of meetings with one of our clients - down south - somewhere in Northamptonshire. I was going to be there for a few days. That was going to be a gruelling five-hour drive. As I ran this through my mind, I realised that there was one bright spark on this trip and her name was..... (let's call her Jessica.)"Jessica" and I had met online about a year ago and hit it off almost...

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Jessica

What an amazing night!I was still new to my job as Senior Artworker, and I was told that I had to attend a series of meetings with one of our clients - down south - somewhere in Northamptonshire. I was going to be there for a few days. That was going to be a gruelling five-hour drive. As I ran this through my mind, I realised that there was one bright spark on this trip and her name was..... (let's call her Jessica.)"Jessica" and I had met online about a year ago and hit it off almost...

3 years ago
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Jennifer Meets Jessica

WANTED: Responsible person to house sit over summer,weekends only while family is away on educational trips. Would suit student seeking part-time vacation employment and a place to study in quite solitude. Please reply: Box XX0143When Jennifer first saw the ad she didn't think much of it, but after thinking it over some she dashed out a brief note introducing herself, with her college tutor's references and forgot all about it. So it was a surprise when she received an invitation from "Mr....

2 years ago
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SRU Jessica

This one isn't very original and its not one of my better stories, but it was what I felt like writing at the moment. SRU: Jessica By Morpheus Brandon dodged around a couple people and sped past on his roller blades. Brandon was a junior at the local high school, and though he already had his driver's license, he actually preferred roller blading most of the time. He thought that driving a car couldn't give the degree of control and freedom that a good pair of blades...

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Girl Time 1 Becoming Jessica

Girl Time: Becoming Jessica. By Maria Ski Can I let you in on a secret of mine? It's nothing major as far as I am concerned. But if my mother found out I don't think she'll like it. My secret is that I want to be a girl. I have wanted to be a girl for as long as I remember. And perhaps if you are reading this. You have that secret desire too. I don't know about you. But I found my final year exams at school very stressful. I couldn't sleep, I wasn't eating and my temper was...

3 years ago
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The Destroyers Book 1 A New BeginningChapter 35 The UN and Jessica

The black car pulled up to the United Nations building and came to a stop. Across the street angry protesters picketed against the war in Iraq, while in the distance came the bustling sounds of one of the most populated cities in the world, coming to life. The driver opened the door and a man got out. He was carrying a black briefcase that was chained to his wrist. He walked towards the main doors of the building. Ambassador Joshua Chandler strolled into the United Nations building, passing...

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The Untimely Demise of Jessica

The Untimely Demise of Jessica My name is Jessica and I am a 38 year old part time cross-dresser. One night a week usually Wednesday or Thursday and always on Saturday night I shed my non- descript dull accountant male persona named John and emerge as a tall, willowy, red haired, confident, sexy gurl called Jessica. I am 5'11" in my stocking feet but I am always in at least 3" heels. I weigh 160 pounds, with a nice soft round ass. My entire body is shaved smooth and my skin is soft to...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 26 Becoming Doctor Jessica

January 9, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “I really should have called and postponed today’s lunch with Ailea until next month,” I said. “You already missed three months because of me and the injury,” Jessica said. “I know, but it’s been a crazy weekend. And we haven’t spent enough time together.” “We have all afternoon,” she replied. “It’s OK.” “If you’re sure. I do need to go see Matthew. He was pretty sad when Jason and Abbie left in the limo.” Neither Jessica nor Kara objected, so I went...

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Home Alone With My Sister Jessica

Growing up with 2 sisters was a real pain sometimes, but it also had some benefits. Most of the time I couldn't even get into the bathroom without their permission. It did mean that I always had my own room. And on a couple occasions I had seen Jessica and Jackie come out of the bathroom topless. I even caught a brief glimpse of Jessica's bush one day when she was rushing down the hall and her towel happened to fall. She looked at me and smiled as she quickly pulled it back up. I still remember...

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Showering with Jessica

I don't know who else has this in common with me, but I am sure there are many others who would love to fuck Jessica Alba. Ever since I saw her on Dark Angel she has been in my fantasies. Here is one of my favorite fantasies. Jessica and I, already well acquainted, are together in a shower. It's a nice big space with detachable twin showerheads on opposing walls and a padded bench. We're both completely naked. I'm on my back on the tile floor jacking off, and Jessica is squatting over me...

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Expoited Jessica

Before she even opened her eyes Jessica Sampson knew something was wrong. This wasn’t her bed and Barney, her dog, wasn’t there. Slowly she opened her eyes and surveyed the strange room. The windowless sparsely furnished room was lit only by a small TV in the corner. She looked over at the TV and found a scene that scared her even more than waking up in a room that certainly wasn’t hers. On the screen was a redheaded girl who looked a lot like her was tied to a bench and sucking on the penis of...

4 years ago
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What have you done to Jessica

I slowly opened eyes and saw a beautiful girl sleeping beside me.Her soft pale skin, lovely eyes, juicy lips, soft nipples, juicy nipples were making me feel how lucky I am to have her.I still remember our relationship back then before she left the house. We never had a brother-sister like relationship. We never used to talk much. She was busy in her world and me in my world. She was 8 years older than me.So I didn’t like the idea of staying in my sisters house when my mom decided to go on a...

4 years ago
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A visit to a Hotel with Jessica

Jessica and myself saw each other very few times over the time we went back to our 3rd term in our matric year. On the occasions we did see each other, I enjoyed myself with my new sexy girlfriend and we did make a number of plans to have some fun, in the back seat of my car, in the bathrooms at the shopping mall late at night. But we both agreed that we needed some alone time in a bedroom with each other but with our parents being around it was rather difficult. We eventually discussed and...

3 years ago
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Girl Time 2 Becoming Jessica

Girl Time 2: Meeting Jessica by Maria Ski Hi dear reader my name is John. I'm 18 and I have to be honest with you. I mean really honest. For you see I have this feeling that I am not who I meant to be. I have felt this way for a long time. To be frank with you, I've had this feeling since I was a very young child. I would like to be... no I sense... no I think that I should've been born as a girl. I can not explain why I feel like this but it's true. Looking at it from my point of...

3 years ago
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Jessica

Jessica picked up her drink as the bartender moved toward her. He was busily wiping the bar down with a damp towel. He smiled his thanks at her courtesy and continued on past her, cleaning as he went. While taking a sip of her brandy she curled a tress of her long blonde hair around her finger as she surveyed the room. She noted there were not many people here, just a few couples in booths and a couple of businessmen at a table. Perhaps the place would get busier later. She sighed and beckoned...

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Becoming Jessica

April 1987It had become a bit of a Saturday ritual. I’d cycle over to Matthew’s house mid-morning, and we’d spend the day doing boy stuff together. We were both into sport and keeping fit, so we’d maybe go for a three-mile run, do some fitness training in the garden, then watch TV or goof around in his room in the afternoon.Matthew’s mum and dad were very pretty laid back. They usually went shopping after lunch, and Louise, Matthew’s hot younger sister, was mostly out with her latest boyfriend,...

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Taking Care of Jessica

After I got a divorce in my mid-30’s, I moved into an apartment complex. It didn’t take me long to notice one of my neighbors that lived a couple doors away. Sometimes she would be with her athletic looking husband, but most of the time she was by herself. For a few weeks, I would just say “Hi” when I saw them. After that, I would try to strike up a conversation with her every chance I had.I learned her name was Jessica and her husband was Alex. It turned out that her husband was really into...

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