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When we’d placed our food orders, Bonnie, Brandy, Em and Molly got up to go to the restroom. They asked the four girls across from us if they wanted to go. I looked at Gage, then Ben, then across to Martine and Jimi. They were all shaking their heads and laughing.

They were gone so long the waitresses were already serving those who had ordered first. By the time the girls returned and were seated, our burgers and fries had arrived. The eight girls tore into their burgers like they hadn’t eaten all day. But of course, we did too and kept up the talk about our game as we ate.

“Rick, you have a new fan club and they’re begging for one of your Outlaw tee shirts,” Brandy told me.

“I’ve already told Martine I’d let each of them have one after we eat, he and Jimi too.”

“Bonnie and I have invited them over Saturday after Taekwondo so we can help them learn the routines. Gage told Bonnie he would help too.”

“Are you and Bonnie trying to get some Mexican pussy?”

“Yes. That’s alright isn’t it?”

“As long as they’re willing, can keep their mouths shut, and didn’t have to be talked into it.”

“Are you kidding? They think you are Superman and they’ve already asked me all sorts of questions about you.”

“Like what?”

“Like, what you look like without your shirt on.”

“And?”

“They said they could tell you have big muscles and asked me if your legs were as big as they look, without your football pants on.”

“What did you tell them?”

“I told them you are big all over, “ Brandy told me and laughed her sexy little laugh, giving me that look of hers that makes me want to throw her up against the wall and fuck her standing up.

“What about Jimi, Martine, and their girls?”

“They want to come over too.”

“Good, maybe they’ll keep Aroya and Marita from getting into trouble.”

“Isabel and Martine have never been naked together and she asked Bonnie if they come over, could she take him in a back room or even a closet and give him some pussy. She said she and Anitra went to the health clinic and got their pills three months ago so they could do it without getting pregnant.”

“What did Bonnie say about that?”

“She asked if all of us could watch!”

“No-she-didn’t!”

“Yes she did — ask her. Isabel even told her that she wished we would watch them. Then Anitra said she would strip naked and fuck Jimi on this table right here in front of everyone at The Corral if he asked her for some pussy.”

I looked around the room and everyone was still eating and having a great time. When I looked toward the doorway I saw our two waitresses with their pads and pens out and I saw them counting heads.

I slid my chair back and started that way when Bonnie reached out to slap my hand, and then jumped up to catch to me as I waited for her.

“I know what you’re about to do and I want to split it with you. The only time I’ve used my card was to buy groceries, and if we split the tab, even with a tip, it’s not really that much.”

I motioned for the waitresses to step outside the room with us and before I could say anything, Bonnie started telling them what she wanted. “Rick and I each want to pay half of the tab and you can add twenty percent tip if you’ll promise to never tell who paid this. Remember, we will be back and we’ll do this again if you keep this to yourselves and do it our way.”

Of course they agreed and when they left to ring up the tab, Bonnie pulled me close to whisper. “You need to talk to your two amigos across the table. They’re in a bind in more ways than one. One thing is, they love those girls they’re with and they have no place to be alone. I told them they could come to our house. I hope that was alright.”

“Yeah ... Brandy told me you asked if we could watch!”

“I was teasing, but Isabel said she would love it if we watched her and Martine.”

“How else are they in a bind?”

“Jimi and Martine need to find a part time job so they can have spending money.”

“I’ll call Charlie tomorrow. He’ll know where they can find work.”

“I knew you’d help. You’re my brother and I love you.”

“You’re my sister and I love you, Bonnie,” I told her just as the two waitresses came back for us to sign the receipts.

“Give each of them a paid receipt if you will, and tell them that a big fan of the Mavericks was in The Corral when all of us came in and they paid the tab before leaving,” I told them.

Our teammates began leaving after that and very soon there were just a few of us left.

“Jimi, how did y’all get over here?” I asked when we walked out.

“We split up and rode with some of the others who have cars.”

“Come go with us,” I told him and headed for the SUV.

Marc had parked his car next to ours and they walked with us. Bonnie and Molly said their goodbyes to them here and told them they would see them tomorrow.

I gave Jimi, Martine, Isabel, Anitra, Marita, and Aroya an Outlaw T-shirt each.

Brandy was standing beside me when Bonnie and Molly walked over. “Okay girls, I don’t want to get you in trouble with your boyfriends, but the Outlaw usually gets a kiss on his cheek when he gives tee shirts to our friends,” Brandy told them.

“Jimi, you and Martine get to kiss my cheek and Molly’s too so you don’t see Isabel and Anitra kiss the Outlaw’s cheek,” Bonnie told them and reached for Jimi first.

When Jimi kissed Bonnie’s cheek, Isabel grabbed me and laid one on my lips with her hard titties against my chest and her hot thighs pressed against mine. Her body temperature had to be ten degrees above normal as hot as she felt.

“Shit, Outlaw. I just had to do that. Brandy told me I could.”

Anitra was next and she nailed my lips to my teeth then forced her scalding hot tongue into my mouth. She pressed her body against mine as I rammed my tongue past her lips to the back of her throat while she danced between my legs.

When she backed up, she pulled her Outlaw T-shirt on over her blouse and it came just past her butt. Her short miniskirt was barely longer than the shirt as she danced and skipped over to Martine. They were laughing as he pulled his new shirt over his head and danced with her on the parking lot.

I turned around and Marita stood next to me. “Outlaw, I don’t have a boyfriend and Brandy told me I could have a real kiss with you. May I?” she asked and smiled with her white teeth shining in the light around The Corral parking lot.

“Your brother won’t get mad?”

“Shit no! He likes you, and when I asked him if Aroya and I could kiss you, he told me to ask Brandy first. We asked Brandy and she told me she loved to see you kiss her friends. She told me it made her hot and even made her want to kiss them too. Was she teasing? Would she really kiss a girl? I mean really, really kiss her like a lover would?”

“She wasn’t kidding, but I hope you never tell that about her.”

“I’d never tell. Shit I have kissed Anitra, Isabel and Aroya before, with Martine and Jimi watching just to see what they would do. They get so fucking hot each time we kiss, they want to join us.”

“Do you ever let them?”

“We never have yet, but I really think they would.”

“What about Aroya? Does she like to kiss girls or just boys?”

“We kiss each other, and sometimes Isabel and Anitra just for fun, but neither of us date so we have only kissed girls.”

“You don’t date at all?”

“NO! We have never dated! Our Momma is a very strict, very devout Catholic. She is so fucking strict we only get to go places like the movies or a football game when Martine takes us with him and Anitra. Today, we got permission to ride the bus over to Fair Oaks because our uncle drives one of the buses and we would be with Martine after the game.”

Brandy, Bonnie and Molly came over and Bonnie pulled me aside to whisper, “Rick, we need to take Jimi and Anitra, and Martine and Isabel by our house for a few minutes before you take them home.”

“Bonnie, are you sure about this?”

“Please, Rick. Those girls have both begged us to do this for them.”

“Then let’s go.

“Rick, you didn’t kiss Aroya and me!” Marita said as she stood with her hands on her hips.

“C’mon, we’ll kiss when we get to our house. Isabel and Anitra want to give Jimi and Martine some loving before we take all of you home.”

Bonnie opened the rear passenger door and reached back to unfold the third seat. There were twelve of us and a carload. Ben and Em got in last so they could get out first.

Brandy pulled Marita with her to the front door and motioned for her to get in.

“We’ll have to share a seat, Marita. Scoot your sexy ass over and let me get in.”

“Brandy, you’re pulling my skirt up in back!”

“Just lean back and sit on my lap. Your naked ass is smokin’ hot, girl,” Brandy told her and they were laughing as I drove the few blocks home.

“You sure have some fine titties, Marita. How old at you?” Brandy asked.

“I’ll be seventeen next spring, right before school is out.”

“I’ll be fourteen about then and so will Rick.”

We dropped Ben off first after we made plans to run early tomorrow. We dropped Em off next and told her we’d see her in the morning.

Molly had to leave, and once we were inside the house, Bonnie wasted no time getting Jimi and Isabel into her bedroom, with Martine and Anitra into my bedroom. When she had them in the rooms alone, she came back downstairs to get clean sheets.

“Rick, we need to hire a cleaning lady to come once a week to clean house and wash for us. These are the last of the clean sheets and we have too many things going on for us to keep up with the washing and cleaning,” Bonnie told me.

“Bonnie, let us do it, PLEASE?” Aroya pleaded as soon as Bonnie spoke.

“Are you sure, Aroya?”

“YES! Marita and I do most of the cleaning for our Momma’s house cleaning service and she only gives us five dollars for each house. We need to make some money of our own. We clean good and we will wash all the clothes and change the beds each week too.”

“Please, Bonnie. Let us clean for you,” Marita pleaded too.

“Rick?” Bonnie said, looking at me.

“I say yes, let them make some money.

“How many houses do you clean in a week?” I asked them as we sat at the kitchen table.

“We each clean five houses a week. Momma tells us that we are too young to have more than twenty-five dollars a week, but she pays the other women twenty-five dollars a house. Each of them clean ten houses a week and they make two hundred and fifty dollars a week!” Aroya told me.”

“How much does she charge to clean houses?” I asked.

“She charges twenty-five dollars an hour and she’s not even bonded,” Aroya answered.

“So, how long would it take to clean this house with four bedrooms and three baths?” I asked.

“If we did the floors, the washing, the kitchen appliances, plus the baths and bedrooms, it would take us three to four hours working together, or about six hours working alone on a house this big,” Marita told me.

“Do Isabel and Anitra clean houses too?” Bonnie asked and looked at me with a funny look.

I know my sister. She’s already thinking about them starting their own business.

“Yes they do. That is the way Martine met Isabel and she was friends with Anitra so she came to work for Momma too. When Jimi met her, they started dating.”

“Do Jimi and Martine help clean houses?” I asked.

“They do some, but they had a small moving business and they saved their money and bought a used U-Haul truck but the motor died. They were making really good money doing that.”

“How many girls or women could you get to work with you, if you and Anitra started your own company?” Bonnie asked.

“We could never start a company and go to school. But we could get lots of girls our age who would love to work and make money, maybe even twenty or more.”

“Could you get enough business if you had twenty girls, plus you and Anitra?”

“OH YES! We could get plenty of business. Our momma has people calling all the time and she cannot get to them. If we knew how to be bonded, we could get many more houses to clean and charge more too. Each of us could clean a house a day after school. If we hired some help that doesn’t go to school, we could do twice that many more houses during the day.”

“If I can help you get bonded, could you charge thirty-five dollars per hour?”

“Yes. That would be easy.”

“Here’s what I’ve figured out. Since you and Anitra have the business, you get half, and the cleaning person gets half. She makes good money because you are bonded and she can make more each day. If it takes five hours to clean a house this big and you charge thirty-five dollars an hour, that is one hundred and seventy-five dollars a house. Your company makes eighty seven-fifty and so does the cleaning person. If you have twenty people cleaning each week and they clean a house a day for five days, they each would make four hundred and thirty seven dollars a week and still go to school.

“Your company would make eighty-seven hundred and fifty dollars a week even if you two didn’t clean houses. If each of you cleaned five houses a week, you would make an additional seventeen hundred and fifty dollars for a total of ten thousand-five hundred dollars. All of those numbers are just speculation based on what you told me. It may take you a few months to build up your business if you’re willing to work at it. You may want to consider the two of you spending your time getting more business, hiring help, and checking behind them, rather than cleaning houses.

“Even if you only had ten girls cleaning houses and each cleaned three a week, your company would make twenty-six hundred and twenty-five dollars and the cleaners would each make two hundred and sixty-two dollars a week.”

“Rick, are you sure? That is a lot of money!” Aroya told me.

“If your numbers are right — my numbers are right. I’m sure there would be some cleaning girls who wouldn’t clean five houses a week and some customers may want you to come every two weeks, or even once a month, but the money is still there if you want to try.”

“What would it cost us to start a business?”

“Very little and you could pay it out as you make money.”

“You’ll help us bond our company? What would that cost?”

“I’m not sure, but I can find out. Whatever it is, you will still make more money because of it. With the holidays coming up, people will want their houses cleaned before and after. You could get a good start on your business if you jumped in now. Do each of you have phones?”

“We have the pay in advance phones, but they don’t have texting,” Aroya said, picking up my iPhone, looking it over.

“If you start a business, you’ll need to have phones so you can text your cleaners. I may be able to help you there, but once you get the company started and running, you’ll have to pay the bill.”

“Rick, you and Bonnie would do all of this for us? Why?” Marita asked.

“Because we can for one reason, and because all of you are our friends and we want to see you have the things you’re doing without.”

“Will you come to bed with Aroya and me tonight and let us make love to you?”

“NO! At least not right now. Maybe when you start your business and begin making money we can talk about that. I’m not going to let you pay us for being your friends. Especially pay us in bed as much as Bonnie, Molly, Brandy and I would love to get in bed with both of you.”

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I have a cool job that allows me to travel, see new places and meet people from all over the world. Each year in April, I get a visit from two Japanese businessmen, Raizo Kinjo and his younger brother, Hayato . They leave Japan and travel the world in search of merchandise to purchase for their family business. They are very small men and I tower over them like a giant. I am their protector when they are with me.The Kinjo brothers love American women. When they visit they expect me to provide...

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The American Bride

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Allyson Ch 03

It was a terrible situation, but Allyson decided to make the best of it. She lost her room, her clothes, and all her status, such as it was, but she still believed in John, and if nothing else, she still believed in herself. She’d work harder than ever. She’d prove to John that she was worthy of his love. The next couple weeks were a continuous routine of cleaning, scrubbing, washing, ironing, serving, cooking, and her weekly humiliation at the hands of an old pervert. At first she was asked...

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Allyson Ch 07

The two women helped each other down the stairs. Both had a lot on their minds. The younger woman, Allyson, was recovering from a vicious beating. She didn’t actually need help, not in a physical sense, but her emotional situation was far different. At the moment she felt about as needy as she’d ever been in her entire life, and from the standpoint of a former foster child who’d spent her whole childhood shuttled from facility to facility much like a water bucket passed from hand to hand...

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Tales of an American Geisha Slave Boi

Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel ([email protected]) Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic state. Thanks, and Enjoy. Chapter 1 I don’t know what his business is. The only time I asked him, we were riding in his limo, on the way to a Japanese opera, and he...

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Allyson Ch 04

Having gotten word from Hannah that Paul had been to see Allyson John left work early. He had his suspicions. He thought somebody had been seeing her, and somebody had tipped over the apple cart regarding the judge. Who else but Paul? Yes Paul was a problem. He had to be dealt with. Meanwhile back at the house, after Paul left Allyson continued with her usual routines, cleaning, scrubbing, and just generally trying to keep busy. If what Paul had intimated was at all true then just maybe John...

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Callum and Andy New master new slave

Callum hurried down the vacant school corridor on his way to the lesson. He was already ten minutes late. He turned a sharp corner and all of a sudden collided with someone coming in the other direction. His bag went flying, spilling out the entirety of its contents on to the floor.The embarrassment of that alone would have been bad enough but at the bottom of his bag were a pair of leather handcuffs which, along with the rest of the bahs contents, were now scattered across the floor....

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My American Lady friend on Vacation in the UK

I was working in the tourist trade on the Island that I live on just off the south coast of the UK mainland and I was working hard this day in the Hotel Bar when I met these two American Ladies and the husband of one of them, well these where the first Americans I had met and they where so nice and easy to get on with, they where so friendly and I got to know them very well over the next week. Bill the man wanted to buy my tartan hat from me one night when he saw me getting ready to go home,...

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An American Girl in Aden

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Allyson Ch 02

Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet, her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed, and had she been able to see, her lipstick was smudged. Standing in front of her were two young men, a third, the one who’d knotted her...

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Allyson Ch 06

At first the call from Audra caught the boys off guard, but they quickly recovered. While Wayne pulled the sleeping bags out of the tent and rolled to them up, Paul loaded the fishing gear and coolers. Aubrey soon had the tent down, and after a walk over to clean up any litter they were on their way. All three were tired so to keep awake they started to chatter. A number of things came up, but in the back of everyone’s mind there was only one topic that anyone cared about. ‘So she wants to...

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Calliopes Daddy

Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...

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Calliopes Daddy

Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...

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Allyson Ch 05

By mid-morning the Hanson’s had managed to get Allyson back to their house. Mrs. Hanson, Audra, helped her upstairs and back into Paul’s bedroom. Allyson had been given a heavy dose of antibiotics, a mild pain killer, and a sedative to calm her down. Audra was thankful the doctors had medicated her so heavily since it had made it easier to get her settled. All the way back Allyson tried valiantly to assert herself, she insisted she’d soon be OK and able to start back out on her own. Audra knew...

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Allyson my sultry little aussie devil

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I don't normally write from a male perspective... so, go easy on me :)--I was, by any measure, a successful man. Finance director at a Fortune 500 company, fast car, beautiful wife, gorgeous home in an affluent part of town. I had it all, yet I threw it all away and became a sissy bitch with barely a second thought. And it all started with Cally.Cally owned my world and she didn't even know it. She was one of the P.A.s from across the hall. She worked for Hunter Chesterton, if I remember...

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Caleb Douglas is the name and I’m a young African-American stud who’s having the time of his life. Seriously. Why is that? Well, let’ s see. I’m a full-scholarship student at Ripley College in Boston, Massachusetts. Ripley College was founded in the year 1950 by philanthropist and popular author Patricia Ripley and her husband, billionaire Thomas Highland Smith. They passed away ten years later but the Ripley & Smith Foundation has continued to look after the fledging college, providing...

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american slut in Paris revised

There was a small family resturant down the street from the hotel we were staying at. A nice place, the main thing that stuck in my mind was all the blue tile on the walls and floor. A little while after we began our meal, I decided to go grab a smoke and draw, maybe wander around a little. I am what you would call a considerate smoker and chose to light up outside, being it was daylight my mother figured I couldn't get into too much trouble by wandering. I walked out to the...

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September 1, 2007, I remember that day well. Michigan Wolverines fans wish they could forget that day. That was the day their football program took a huge hit. Since that day they haven't fully recovered. That was the day I hooked up with my first American. I was still reeling from Kira, and I was glad to get away for a couple days. I went with a few buddies down to Ann Arbor to watch that game. For me, I wanted to hit a game when the weather was still warm. We fully expected a blowout, and...

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Slovene Tranny and Her American Men

Milena Dorin awakened from her slumber. She grabbed her iPhone and pressed the button to see the time. It was 6:14 a.m. She decided to get up and bathe. She walked into the master bathroom of her palatial two-bedroom, two-bath downtown condo. She pulled her douching apparatus from beneath the sink. She cleaned out her 40-inch ass. After completing that task, she hopped in the shower. The steamy, hot water felt good against her milky-white skin. She scrubbed her curvaceous figure with a purple...

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Sold As An American Bride

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Ameena arabamerican wife

Xavier watched Ameena flee when she saw him. Hecursed under his breath. He was never going to fuck her if shekept avoiding him. She'd been wearing a small bikini giving him aquick glance at an incredible body. When his prey was out ofsight, Xavier finally noticed her husband had been standingnearby. "Your wife have a problem with black men?"Norman Howard was leaning over an expensive looking digitalcamera on a tripod. He'd been trying to photograph his wife andlooked upset that he'd been...

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Bye Bye Miss American Pie

Bye Bye Miss American Pie. Codes: M/F, Spanking, Romance.It was Friday night and the big city blues were in full swing. Amidst the swirl of alcohol and misty tobacco I was with a few of the (motley) crew from lower south side getting totally blitzed on cheap vodka and snakebites as we sat listening to the sound of rebellion coming from the Fat Larry jukebox.Call me Joe by the way. At last count I'm 25 going on 40. Looks wise I'm tall, dark but nothing special at all. Anyway, I looked better in...

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American As

Last winter, during a January marked by both voluntary and involuntary shutdowns of Washington, DC, I went to a large room at 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan to swear allegiance to a government that at the time was having trouble staying open for business. With about fifty other people from a broad swath around the globe, I walked in a citizen of another place and walked out an American. There were several Chinese people like myself in the group, but I was the only Canadian. We all came...

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Celebrating American Freedom

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Plea for an American Hero

The old man's hand was trembling, as he shook another hand. It seemed that everyone wanted to thank him for his service, before they meandered away and ignored the shape his country was in. It was another Fourth of July, and the old man was grieving over what he saw in the news, and on the streets of his country. "Thank you for your service," another young man said, "and Happy Fourth of July," he continued as he reached for the old man's hand. "Celebrate it while you can," the old man...

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American Nazis Winter JenningsChapter 6 Gunner

I knew now, knew without the slightest doubt, what my subconscious had been trying to tell me. The Oasis aftermath. The Gunthers. Or the Meriwethers. Or maybe both. Almost certainly Gunner. I had been the instigator of the Gunthers’ downfall. Was probably the symbol. Hated symbol. And the Gunther collapse was tied directly to the arrests of David and Charles Meriwether. The Buckshot Video was similar to the FaceTime video I’d saved on my laptop. When Greta Gunther blew the head off one of...

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Callum and Adam torment Lily

Fourteen year old Adam writhed in pain. He was lying on his bed with nipple clamps attached firmly to his chest and handcuffs securing him to the bed frame. Intermittently his 17 year old step brother Callum whipped him across his bare chest with a flogger further increasing his discomfort. I should say at this point the story isn’t going to be about the bondage games Adam and Callum played together.  You see, when Callum and his mother had first moved in with Adam the two boys discovered they...

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Callum and Adam The schoolgirls and the babysitter

It was a sunny Friday afternoon. Adam was relaxing in his room when he heard a sudden shattering of glass downstairs. He ran down the stairs to find one of the front windows was now in pieces all over the floor, a frisbee laid on the carpet in amongst the glass. Just as moved to  the door to look for the culprits the door bell sounded. Two girls from his school, Tilly and Summer, stood at the doorstep with guilty expressions on their faces.?Hi.? Said Tilly. ?We’re really sorry but it was us...

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All American Prospect

Leo's entire life has been devoted to sexual exploration and so it was with his ambition as Sasha. I was driving a taxi part-time, a job recommended by my football coach when I met Matisha. I didn't recognize her as a man, she was that good. She was coming out of a motel with a truck driver and wearing a large cowboy belt buckle and shiny black boots. Matisha's legs were bronzed brown in a wrap around red dress that hugged her sexy hips. I considered fucking her myself, so after dropping off...

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