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The Roomate

Although he didn’t know it at the time that was the last time he would see Joanna.

Three weeks later, Paul had finished a rough draft of his novel and took the train from Danbury into Manhattan to meet Carol for lunch.

On this occasion, Carol went without the black wig having had her blonde hair styled for the occasion. Under the London Fog raincoat she wore a dark blue business outfit, jacket and skirt with a white blouse. This time the blouse was fully buttoned and Paul took it as a sign that she meant business and not a mix of business and pleasure.

Carol read his manuscript, nodding as she quickly read his work. For his part, Paul winced every time she turned a page thinking that she might have missed an important paragraph or even a short, but vital sentence. But Carol was an editor and a highly skilled one at that, and she missed nothing, even memorizing several major changes that she would mention to him after they finished eating.

Moreover she managed to quell her lust for his touch throughout, committing herself to his novel and putting the sordid sex she had in mind for them out of her mind for almost the full duration of their lunch.

Paul couldn’t bring himself to eat a bit worrying that she’d find some glaring error or worse that the entire novel was amateurish and not worth the money they’d already given him. It wasn’t until Carol closed the manuscript and took a large gulp of her wine that she broke the prevailing silence at their table.

“Well, Daddy, you’ve really got something here,” she murmured softly, using her pet name for her client and lover.

Paul recognized the change immediately and smiled. “Do I?”

“Yes, indeed you do!” Carol said and waved to a passing waiter who quickly arranged for their drinks to be refilled.

“I’ve already praised this novel to Jubal ... he’s the publisher and Operating Officer and he’s told me that if you continue to produce more chapters like the earlier ones we’ll have a big seller on our hands.”

Paul’s expression didn’t change. Carol felt she needed to explain herself better and said: ““Well, Paul ... what I’ve just read is even better than the first few chapters. My guess is that after Jubal reads it--and he will—Hollywood will come calling.”

“What?” Paul gasped.

Smiling fiendishly at him, Carol nodded and repeated herself, “Hollywood will come calling--in the sense that they smell a best seller and want an option on it for the movie rights. You’re going to need an agent, Paul.”

They finished their drinks and Carol picked up the check and gave the waiter her credit card.

“Want to come up to my place, Daddy? I have a nice surprise for you.”

“I love surprises, Carol, but haven’t you surprised me enough for one day?”

“Oh, do you have other plans? No ... don’t answer that, Daddy. You’ll love this ... umm, surprise. Now come on, be a good boy for your little girl,” she purred and took him by the hand as they left the restaurant.

He hadn’t been laid since that memorable night at the Master’s with Celia, Jim and Joanna, and he was ready for sexual action, although he had thought he’d try his luck with the attractive bartender at Café Orlin named Terry.

But he was also a proponent of the old adage, ‘a bird in hand is worth two in the bush, ‘ especially with the kinky Carol and her quirky ideas, and so he went along with her ‘surprise.’

He was quiet as they entered her building, only suggesting once they were inside that they try the stairs.

Carol laughed and chided him, saying: “Can’t wait to get inside huh?”

His hand squeezed her ass, causing her to laugh raucously. “Not here, Daddy! If someone sees us I could be evicted.”

Her concern seemed genuine to him so he gave her derriere a light slap and followed her to the elevator.

He was quiet in the elevator and Carol felt a need to remind him of her ‘surprise, ‘ “Don’t forget I have a surprise for you,” she said and giggled nervously.

Paul already expected the surprise to be one of her roommates waiting for them, possibly already naked and on the bed, but said nothing about it.

The last time he had been in her apartment it was in a pristine condition and he knew that she and her roommates had just cleaned it. At the time he had wondered if she had planned on bringing him home with her.

But we hadn’t met previously, he thought, so it was possible the place had been cleaned for the other roomies date and he had shown up unannounced and ruined that girl’s night.

He decided then and there to be nice to whoever was waiting and not leave anyone with hard feelings.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Carol chirped after glancing at the bedroom door.

“I’m thinking about hard feelings,” he replied.

That surprised her, “Hard feelings?” she repeated.

“Well ... I’m feeling hard anyway, Carol, and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly on the mouth, barely making contact.

“Oooooohh,” Carol sighed, taken aback by the gentleness of his kiss.

He kissed her again, this time softer yet, but only on her lower lip. Carol’s knees buckled. It was the most sensual kiss she’d ever received and he knew it. Holding her up until she regained strength in her legs, Paul kissed her again, this time flush on the mouth and finding it open sent his tongue in to trace over her teeth and gums.

Her hand drifted downward and groped along his upper thigh until locating his erection then she moaned as she grasped his manhood.

“Slow down,” he whispered. “There’s a surprise here, or on the way isn’t there?”

“Ooooh ... yeah ... I almost forgot.”

“Bullshit, you did forget,” he said, taking full control of her as he had the last time they were in the apartment.

She leaned forward and kissed him softly on his lips, and he returned the kiss.

“Let’s take our time, we have all night,” he said and began working her blouse out of her skirt.

Her blond hair had been tugged asunder and filled with static electricity when he had dragged her silken blouse over her head without opening all the buttons. Light from a nearby lamp near the door created a halo around her face. She was braless and her nipples were hardened pebbles, her breasts ghostly white circles proving that she had frequented a tanning salon during the wintery New York months.

Carol’s hand returned to his hardon. “You’re ready, Daddy,” and holding fast to his erection, she led him into what he assumed to be her bedroom and gently steered him to the bed.

Paul sat down and allowed her to push him backward so that he lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling as she straddled his waist and bent over to kiss him again. This time it was her hands lifting up his shirt, and he allowed her to remove it. Now stripped to the waist she attacked his nipples with her mouth and teeth, gently nibbling on them, pleased by the soft groans she received from him. Keeping his mind focused on his nipples she took one of his wrists in her hand and brought it up over his head so that his hands were hanging off over the end of the bed. Working quickly she attached it to a restraint already installed to the top of the frame, and a few seconds later both wrists were bound.

“What are you doing?” he asked, although he had a good idea of what was coming.

“I promised you a surprise didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did,” he said softly, letting her think she had him worried.

“Okay then, just do as I say and you’ll have a good time. Don’t do as I say and you won’t. Got it? I’m in charge, and don’t you forget it,” she snarled at him.

It was all Paul could do to keep from laughing at her. Carol was no Dom; if anything she

was a sub and had proven it when he had spanked her and she began calling him Daddy the last time they were together.

She had also called him by that endearment several times that afternoon confirming his suspicions. He went along with her and watched as she left him to rummage around in the closet being careful to shield whatever it was she found from his view.

She turned to look at him and he saw her eyes shiny with arousal as she stood up, still hiding whatever it was from him and made her way into the bathroom. “I won’t be long, Paul, and I promise you’ll like what you see when I get back there.”

“I’ve always said the best things in life are well worth the wait, Carol. No problem on this end.”

They both laughed at that and Paul lay back and waited knowing full well it would be worth the wait.

Five minutes later Carol emerged a different person. Now standing in the room with him was a bitch goddess in heat. Her stockings appeared to be made of some acrylic material, or a shiny vinyl attached by garters to a leather-like corset that went from her upper thighs to covering her chest. Then there was a black collar and the long black leather gloves that ended just below the elbow.

His eyes also took in the riding crop and he hoped she didn’t decide to use it on him to any extent. She was also holding additional clamps that he thought might be used for his feet, although they appeared more suitable for a person’s hands or wrists.

“Oh, Carol ... this is a surprise!” he said, meaning every word.

Carol went to work on him, removing his slacks and underwear. Then holding his cock with her fingertips she raked her nails up and down its length until it reached full size.

“Very nice,” she purred, and began a slow knee-walk up his body until her crotch hovered over his face. He could smell her excitement through the leather panties before she popped some snaps at the crotch and lowered her pussy to his mouth.

“Lick it good,” she said in a wickedly husky voice, “and if you make me cum, maybe I’ll return the favor.”

He attacked her pussy with his lips and tongue, his task made a bit awkward by the restraints on his wrists. Carol began to thrash lightly against his head, small mutterings and moans escaping past her lacquered lips.

All too soon her mutterings turned to moans and ‘Oh Gods, ‘ as he concentrated on her clit, sucking, nipping and licking.

Carol’s upper body shook. Her aroused nipples were outlined against the thin leathery material covering her chest.

“DO ME DADDY!” she screamed, her voice already hoarse with lust. Then, unable to keep herself upright, she fell forward, her hands flat against the wall in front of her to hold herself off of him.

“You’re fuckin’ unbelievable!” she gasped s her breath slowly returned.

She lifted herself off his face and collapsed on the mattress next to him.

“Are you gonna release me now?”

“Maybe soon,” she said still panting, but with a smile on her lips. She gently took his cock with her fingers and began teasing him anew with her nails.

Paul heard a door squeak as it opened and knew his ‘surprise’ had arrived.

“Carol? You home? You’ll never guess who I saw tonight ... Carol?”

“Who was it, Sarah?” Carol answered calmly from the bedroom through the half-opened door.

“That fucking creep, Gavin. He tried hitting on me a ... gain...”

Sarah Mannix froze in the doorway on seeing her roommate geared up in her dominatrix outfit. On the bed next to her was a guy she’d never seen before, sporting the longest and thickest erection she’d ever laid eyes on.

Sarah lowered her eyes respectfully. “Oh ... I’m so sorry, Carol, I’ll shut the door behind me,” she said reverently as she was already in awe of him.

“No--no Sarah. I’d love for you to join us,” Carol said.

“You mean it?” Sarah said her excitement already apparent on her face.

“Of course, but you have to get yourself properly prepared for him. Do you understand?”

“I think I do...” Sarah said as she began to unbutton her blouse.

“No Sarah ... the special outfit ... you know, add a few other things, if you want, but fix yourself that way if you want to join us.”

“Okay ... yeah, I get it! Okay, I’ll be right back!”

“Now we’re in for some fun,” Carol said slyly to the handsome man she had cuffed to the bedposts.

“She seems a nice surprise. Thank you Carol.”

“You’re more than welcome, Paul.”

“Not calling me Daddy now?” he said trying to sound aggrieved.

“I didn’t say you could talk!” she barked, but the manner in which her hand languidly traced patterns on his muscular chest told him she was only playing with him.

“Show me your tits, Carol,” he said, putting a plea into his voice.

“These little things?” she said, covering her breasts with both hands.

“Yes, those lovely little things. They really are lovely you know.”

“Sarah’s got big boobs, Daddy. Wait and see.” Her subservient tone had returned.

The door to the bedroom opened and Sarah reentered wearing a halter over her breasts and a Turkish towel wrapped around her hips.

It took Paul a long second before he realized she was also wearing black dress gloves that ended just above her elbows.

“Sarah, just lose the top, will you?” Carol said, obviously put out that Sarah had covered her breasts after she had told Paul how lovely they were.

She turned to Paul and asked, “Want your cock sucked, Paul?”

He didn’t answer her for he was staring at Sarah, taking her in as it were: Her dark hair framed a blemish-free face with crisp angles to the cheekbones and a point to the chin. She had an understated tan and beneath the swell of her breasts, her body narrowed to a taut, flat stomach unsullied by the ripple of muscles. Then it swelled again to the smooth curves of her hips, enveloped by the towel so that he could not see her legs, although he knew they were near perfect in and of themselves.

Sarah adroitly divested herself of the make-shift bra, letting it fall to the floor, then stood tall and erect, her arms held slightly behind her, unmoving but for the gentle rise and fall of her chest and a slight flare to her nostrils. But he was completely captivated by her areolas and the nipples centered in them.

“That would be nice, Carol,” he finally replied so drolly that Carol burst out laughing.

She turned back to Sarah and found her still standing in place. “Sarah ... did you not hear him? He wants his cock sucked!”

“Yes, yes, you wanted me to suck him...”

Paul was impressed with her breasts, thinking them C-cups at the very least. His penis jerked as he allowed himself to think how tasty they would be if and when he got to sample them. Carol has nice pert tits, he thought, but those are bodacious

.

His cock twitched again.

“Well I haven’t introduced the two of you, please forgive my carelessness. Paul, this is Sarah, my in-house cocksucker,” she said as if reeling off Sarah’s college degrees. Then she turned to Sarah who was already shivering.

“Doesn’t he have the loveliest cock you’ve ever seen?”

“I haven’t seen that many, Carol, but yes, it is certainly a lovely one. I especially like its size, both width and girth. Do you really think it will fit in my mouth? I have a rather smallish mouth you know.”

“I’m certain it will fit, Sarah. Now come pose for us in front of the mirrors, like the good girl you are,” Carol said commandingly.

Sarah obliged her, evidently finding it humorous for she began smiling and retained the smile for the next few minutes.

Paul thought he heard Sarah giggle, but couldn’t be sure; his pulse was beating in his ears, his eyes fixed on her breasts as they jiggled when she moved toward him.

“Hello, Sarah,” Paul said from the bed where he lay with wrists cuffed to the bedposts. “Come have at my cock. It won’t bite you, I assure you.”

Carol tried to stifle her laughter as Sarah climbed up on the bed and moved between Paul’s legs. But all she did was stare down at him.

Carol, frustrated by Sarah’s seeming incompetence, took the other girl by one ear and steered her to his twitching phallus. Jarred from her somnolent state, Sarah darted down and engulfed the entire head of his cock.

Paul groaned and strained against the shackles restraining his wrists for he wanted nothing more than to touch this marvelous looking woman who was fellating him.

“That’s right baby. Suck him,” Carol cooed. “Suck him hard. Suck him good. Yeah. He’s got a nice cock, doesn’t he, baby?”

Sarah nodded then came off his cock, leaving a long string of saliva hanging between it and her mouth. “Yes ... he’s really tasty. I doubt I can take all of him, but I’ll certainly try.”

Carol reached down and took hold of his testicles. “Should I squeeze them or just tickle them ... hmmmm?”

“I’d prefer you tickle them, if I have a say in it,” he said calmly.

“Okay ... Daddy ... tickle it is,” and she ran her long fingernails lightly over his balls while Sarah took him back into her hot little mouth and swirled her tiny tongue over his cockhead.

“He’s going to come down your slutty throat, and you’re gonna swallow it all. You’ll do that, won’t you, Sarah? You’ll swallow all of his man cream for me, won’t you?”

Sarah nodded again as even more of him filled her throat. But then she gagged--twice.

“C’mon slut,” Carol snarled, “he’s big, but not that big!”

“Yes, Mistress ... I can do it! I can do it!”

Paul stifled a laugh as he was reminded of a favorite childhood book—The Little Train That Could and related it to Sarah’s effort to deep throat him. He decided to help her out.

“Sarah, if you don’t mind a little suggestion?”

“Oh, yes ... anything!”

“Tilt your head slightly to the right.”

She did so.

“Mmmm, a little less ... Yes ... that’s about it. Now just a little more ... NOW HOLD IT THERE!”

“Like this?”

“Exactly like that. Now try it. Go slowly but hold that angle. It should alleviate most of the gagging and provide you with a clearer passage to taking me down.”

“Oh, thank you ... its Paul, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s Paul.” He said and smiled at her. She smiled back and opened her mouth, forming a rather wide ‘O’ and enveloped his cock.

Then other than a few ‘gluck--gluck’ sounds, Sarah managed quite well.

Carol was so pleased with this development that she leaned over Paul and kissed him, mashing her mouth into his, and then her hot little tongue surged into his mouth.

Her torrid kisses lasted a minute or two and then she turned her attention back to Sarah, who was massaging his cock with both gloved hands.

“What a novel idea! How does that feel, Daddy?”

“Mmmm, wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!” he replied.

Almost ignoring him, Carol addressed Sarah, saying: “He’ll cum soon. Don’t miss a drop. Oh yeah, your nose buried in his pubes looks so nasty. You’re doing so well, darling ... swallow it all when he cums, or I’ll punish you.”

Having told Sarah what she wanted, Carol suddenly began to scratch at her own crotch. Suddenly there was a puzzled expression on her face.

“What the fuck?” she said, and scratched even harder.

Paul still secured to the bedpost, watched, his first thought being that she was masturbating either for herself or for him or even both of them. But then on further observation he noted that there seemed to be an distinct lack of erotic play to her itch, and then speculated that the leather outfit was the root cause of her itching.

It was, and Carol was quick to act once she’d come to the same conclusion Paul had.

“Fuck it all!” she roared.

Sarah’s head was bobbing up and down his knob and jerking him off with those velvety long-sleeved gloves, but stopped abruptly on hearing Carol swear.

Carol tore the leather ensemble from her body and tossed it to the floor in the corner of the bedroom. “Fucking Internet garbage!” she swore and stood next to Paul and Sarah wearing only a garter belt, black stockings and four inch heels.

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Late Night Visit

Her cell finally rang, It was Billy. A smile spread across her face. She answered. Billy says “Dezzie, Im outside. Come let me in.” Dezzie said “ok, Ill be right down.” She walked down and answered the door. No words said. They began kissing deeply. Taking his hand and leading him up the stairs. Once in her bedroom she pushed him on the bed. She slowly began undressing herself. She didn’t have much on to begin with. First it was her baby blue and black lace nightey. Just standing in front of...

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Dragons and Coal CindersChapter 2

I was stroking the hair away from the young woman's face as she lay next to me. She was soft and warm, her hands clinging to my naked chest and arm. Her passionate lips murmured endearments. Her face wasn't clear to me, but her lovemaking had been hard and without preliminaries. Our mutual passion left me covered in sweat. I sat up alone in bed. The tiny room was dark. I wanted to go back to the dream to remember all of it. The smell of her had been an incredibly pungent rose scent,...

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A great evening with friends

30 years ago I was lucky enough to marry the sexiest lady I have ever known. I was 9 years older and had been around the block a time or two but she was what many men would just pant for. Liv was 5’5” tall, nice firm 36C’s, hard erect ½” nipples that seemed to always be begging to be sucked, long brown hair, nice legs and a firm stomach. She was erotic just to look at and a lot of guys would turn around when we passed. We had been married for about 6 months and she was always ready and willing...

2 years ago
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Suzanne 4

After our rather wild evening with Sally and Jerry, we got dressed, although the girls had very little to put on, and set out for home. Suzanne was driving and Maria pushed me into the front passenger's seat and climbed in on top of me, side ways across my lap. As soon as we were underway, Maria grabbed my hand and encouraged me to explore her pussy. Since she wore no panties, I soon had two fingers inside her and my thumb was caressing her clit. My other hand was stroking up and down her...

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Mouzaffar

Two years ago, me and my girlfriend were in Egypt for holiday. In the early days, we spent time together; swimming, eating, drinking shopping etc... It was all same and boring and we had still two weeks to stay. So we started look for something different, different activities. Luckily we realized some groups of young people get together on the beach at nights. Then we decided to meet with them and be friends. And in our fourth night we went down to the beach and get close to them and say "hi"....

4 years ago
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FORBIDDEN

I was just 13 when my father died. That left my stupid little sister and me for mom to take of. We were devastated over his death for a long time. Living in the mid-west, the winters can be bad. Mom did her best to run dad’s small farm. One winter day I was 18 & on a Friday after school it started snowing. By dusk it was really getting deep. By night it was above knee deep. Mom & I feed, watered the livestock cleaned corrals. Grandpa came by with his plow and moved driveway and barn...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 31 Siouxsie and the Banshees

February 9, 1989, Albany, New York I’d left Chicago very early on Thursday morning, disappointing Jacquelyn as I wasn’t able to run with her. The thirteen-hour drive meant that I needed to leave at 4:00am to arrive in Albany around 6:00pm. Indiana turned into Ohio, which turned into Pennsylvania, and then New York. As the miles disappeared behind me, I thought about how I’d talk to Jessica about everything that happened, about the things I’d discovered, and how we might move forward. I...

2 years ago
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She Tries To Forget Ch 20

Martin stood outside the cubicle in the trauma center, watching Lonnie Ames’ distraught parents hover over their critically injured son. Lonnie had come through the surgery all right, but the doctor who’d operated on the young man told Martin it was still touch and go whether the boy would survive. ‘And even if he does, we can’t be sure whether there’s any brain damage until he wakes up and we can do neurological tests,’ the surgeon said. ‘Traumatic brain injury is always a possibility.’ ‘Do...

4 years ago
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Big Blue EyesChapter 41

She also ran her fingers through my hair and said, “You are Gaston – you can have any woman you want, but you want her – don’t you? Yeah – take that attitude and show us something.” I chuckled at the reversal. A couple of makeup ladies did their thing on me. Ralph, the Video Group leader, came up to me asking for a sound check, and I sang scales, “Me, me, me, me, me, me, me. me. me!” “Maurice, are you ready with ‘Me?’ I want your 200 please?” “Yessir,” Maurice said, turning on his...

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Beginnings A New Morning

BEGINNINGS - A NEW MORNING I stirred restlessly that Sunday morning, feeling Felicia pressed up behind me, her breath soft on my neck. I decided to let her sleep while I took my shower. I washed in hot water, douching well and then oiling myself with scented lotion. I shaved and put on light makeup. Since I didn't want to dress fully, I just put on my clean gown and robe. As I was puttering in Felicia's kitchen finding the coffee supplies, I heard the shower go on and knew she...

4 years ago
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When letting your wife try BBC can lead to disaste

Sharon and I had only been married three years and we were both 22. We had dated throughout school, married at 19, and on the whole, we were a very happy young couple. Sharon was a really sexy looking young woman, who was very confident and often quite outwardly flirty. She always looked and dressed sexy when we went out, and would often wear a lower top or shorter skirt to gain attention from any on lookers. She used to wear her make up quite heavy, and even for work she looked ‘over the...

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Mandy Does Football

An all American story of football and beer, of mysticism and sex, of heroes and heroines. Mandy rubbed her eyes and looked at her watch. It was seven o'clock in the evening. She turned her attention back to her history textbook and thumbed through a few pages. She figured that by eight she should be through with her reading and ready to join the party that was already in progress next door. The music and talk were already pretty loud over there. But it was Friday night in a college dormitory....

2 years ago
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Twisted

Hi Folks. As I warned you last week this story is kind of out there. I'm prepared already for the "But it wasn't her fault," chorus. And the "violence is not the answer," choir as well. Normally my stories tend to be in the middle, neither BTB nor "let her get away with it," stories but this one is on the crazy side. It bears absolutley no resemblance to anything I'd suggest or admit to in real life so let's look at this as kind of a "What if" fantasy. Those of you who don't like...

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Ultimate Movie Editor

Sam sat down and looked at his final creation, the Dream Reality editor. It took him several months of coding and training the deep learning AI he stole online but now it was ready. To test it out Sam grabbed "Age of Ultron" and put it into his computer. Selecting Black Widow, Sam saved her as a "Subject" and let the program create a model for her. With that running in the background Sam started searching for a new movie to put her in. Since this was just a test Sam went online and found a...

3 years ago
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Boy Power

Disclaimer: this is a -fictional- story, nothing in here is real or meant to be interpreted as real. all characters are aged more than 25+ years. unless otherwise stated. remember to rate and leave feedback if you want to see more. (so far a lot of low ratings and rude comments, this is my best work guys, try to support me a bit - Lupine, April 2013) Welcome to Boy Power ! Which boy's adventure do you wish to read ? Boy Millionaire Boy Devil Boy Super Hero Boy Detective

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Night at the Video Store part 3

There I was a sissy bimbo dressed like a slut in a short black micro mini skirt, spike heels, lots of junk jewelry, huge platinum blonde wig, shoulder strap white fur purse and, of course, perfect make up. I had never been to this video theatre before and was nervous at first, but I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and then moved into the theatre area. Screen five was recommended to me by the door girl, who I knew from other theatres. She knew I was a cross dresser and a bimbo slut...

3 years ago
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Uncle Randy and the Angry NieceChapter 15

Summers' fascination with Cheryl became more understandable when I met his wife, Joyce. She said they had lost a daughter at age ten, and Cheryl was practically a reincarnation of their girl, though Cheryl's face was proportionately wider and her cheeks a little fuller. Still, they could have been sisters. "He's never really accepted her death," Joyce said in a quiet conversation at the opposite end of their large living room where the mantel was covered with pictures of Kimberley...

2 years ago
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Three Cousins Play The Hard Way Pt 1

Disclaimer All characters are over the age of 18 and this is work of complete fiction, merely a fantasy that may become reality for Marissa and Norman. Character Introductions Norman, Vanessa & Marissa are all cousins; they have all been very close best friends for a few years. Norman and Vanessa have known each other from childhood and very close, Marissa came shortly into the picture but they all share a bond that no one can compare, they are best friends “3 The Hard Way” they have seen...

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3 years ago
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Big Glass

Big Glass The big, empty hall would soon be abuzz with light, gentle music, laughter, and eager conversation. For now, waiters and waitresses in immaculate black uniforms moved with quick steps to smooth wrinkles from tablecloths, line up glittering champagne glasses, and polish the empty glass cases in anticipation of their displays. The glass walls of the displays were already gleaming, but even the tiniest speck of dust needed to be brushed off before the crowds arrived. One waiter steadied...

3 years ago
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Love Punishment

I come sneaking through the door three hours past curfew, walking on tip-toe to keep from waking up my master. I'm wearing a short black skirt and a teal Hollister polo with a blue thong and bra underneath. I slip my flip-flops off beside the door and close the door behind me softly. I sneak quietly into the living room, not knowing that he's waiting for me. I jump in surprise when he clears his throat, my eyes flying toward the direction of the noise. "Come here." He says firmly and I can feel...

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A sissy called Jezebel Part VII

A sissy called Jezebel Part VII - Jezebel has finished hir tour with the Head Mistress into the secretive dungeon/reform school below the fair walls of the Templeton Academy: where young womyn become dominatrixes and sissies are crushed into submission. But is the Head Mistress entirely done with Jezebel? Additionally, what ever does one learn in a 'sissy life skills' class? I require the gurls in my harem to crawl on the floor at home and in private at the office. So get on...

3 years ago
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Bla Book 1 Target GirlChapter 16

Jake woke up cold and hungry. He had managed, after hours of effort, to get his foot out of his boot last night and could have gone back to the cabin, but he needed to wait for Béla. She had disappeared around noon yesterday without a trace and he was sure she’d have to come back, soon. If she returned to her cabin and found him there just waiting around, she’d probably get really pissed. He remembered awakening some time around dawn, thinking he heard a gun firing in the distance. Hearing...

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Brendan FallsChapter 4

"Do I still have to go to school?" I wondered. "Of course," Mr. Reiser laughed and he was driving us to a restaurant, even though my mom had prepared a dinner for him, for all of us. We hadn't stayed very long after Mr. Reiser had fucked me. Just long enough for me to take a shower and double check the bag my mom had packed for me. Enough time for my mom to wash the semen stains out of Mr. Reiser's trousers. He'd borrowed a clean shirt from my dad, it was a salmon colored Izod polo...

2 years ago
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Quickie in the Copy Room

Her attention was pulled away when a co-worker passed by her cubicle and glanced at her over the flimsy, gray wall. She peered at him over her glasses and smiled coyly when she realized who it was. His name was Sven. His dark brown hair bounced around his cheeks as he walked past and he returned her smile, his gray eyes glinting. Since Sandra had been promoted and was moved to this floor, she and Sven met. At first it was just the usual pleasantries. "Hi, nice to meet you, I'll be your...

2 years ago
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A True History Book OneChapter 2

I wasn’t bored during the ride. I also learned our transportation was called a pick-up truck. Betty and Harry told me more about the political and economic makeup of the United States. I realized that I’d have to know quite a bit if I was to pass myself off as a child entering the school system. We pulled up in front of a building with a sign outside reading, Burnell Fine Jewelry. “Cal, better let me carry the box. It won’t quite look right for a...” There was a young woman walking out the...

2 years ago
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BangBus Julz Gotti Money Brings Out The Big Tits And Ass

Today we got an extra surprise as the driver gets distracted by reading a book. Thankfully we found a chick to talk to quickly. This confused chick waiting for her driver to arrive so i had to act quickly to convince her inside. Fake money made things easier and we get her to flash her tits. This chick has big tit and big ass that we paid to see before we get to see her naughty side. She grabbed Tyler’s cock once she noticed him hard so we knew we had a winner. She gives a good cock sucking...

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2 years ago
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Becky becomes a sex toy

I grew up with my mom in a trailer park in the south, she worked two jobs just so we could get by. We were best friends and got along amazingly well. It was really hard to say goodbye but she was so proud of me for getting a scholarship at a decent university a few hours away. It was tough we don’t own a car so it was hard to see each other. I worked a part time job to help pay bills but it wasn’t enough and I was getting desperate for cash. I found an ad in the paper for a best assets contest....

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Arranged Marriage

Introduction: Arrangements that work out well… but for who Nadia, you should really start to settle down said Aunt One It is a shame to your family that at 23 you have no husband! said Aunt Two Your are causing so much distress for your poor mother said Aunt One As a Pakistani girl, your priority should be marriage not a career said Aunt Two Do you even have a boyfriend Nadia? asked Aunt One Please Nadia, we do not do lesbian in our culture! said Aunt Two in disgrace NO!!!, No Aunty I am not a...

2 years ago
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A Reasonable Deal Pt 2

Chapter 1 “How'd work go B?” Jim asked. “It was good. Um, its amazing actually, John gave me a raise,” Bianca replied, with not nearly enough enthusiasm for the occurrence. Dammit. I just jacked off my boss, and now I have to have a conversation with my husband about how awesome my boss is. This is going to suck. “That's.....nice....” Jim said...but the look on his face darkened a little. “I'm not a huge fan of charity though.” He probably was eying Bianca's ass as she walked...

3 years ago
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Love and God

Nancy was a good girl and she went to CHURCH with her parents every Sunday. She wore plain dresses and no makeup. That was the devils work to dress like a harlot.A new boy had moved into her town. He knew more BIBLE verses than anyone else and the preacher let him recite the BIBLE in CHURCH...Nancy was mesmerised with the good looking boy. He was so wholesome and good. Exactly the type of boy that would make a good husband some day. Nancy's parents liked the new boy and invited him to dinner....

2 years ago
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10000 Bet turns into 20000 BlackenPT2

I woke up late the next morning from what little sleep I did get. It was a rough night being very restless. Had a hard time trying to get what I had seen out of my head and to get what rest I could. Wresting with my thoughts all night long. The feeling of being weak, shocked, and disappointed. How could I let him get away with doing that to my wife? Then again I knew I surely could not fight him on the issue, to burst in and stop them. I am sure all that would have accomplished was me being in...

2 years ago
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Art CriticChapter 9 Left Out

“I’m looking forward to this little exhibition,” Lily Wells said. We were leading all the parents upstairs to our studio. Part of what we’d accomplished when our friends came over in the afternoon was to arrange our studio so that Mavis, Kendra, and I had artwork displayed. Annette and Susan had manuscripts sitting on opposite ends of the reading sofa. Morgan fired up her laptop with a sales graph for our work. I was happy to see that even some of Susan’s poetry had sold. “Ah, the scene of...

3 years ago
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Golf Trip with Friends Day 2

"Now, I got to get something to drink. Where's my shorts?" I wondered and then I remembered that all our clothes are most likely in the living room. Shit, Kate is most likely up and you don't need to be Sherlock Holmes to understand what happened if she finds those. I darted up and peeked from the door. I did not see anyone there, clock was 8 so it could be that I am the first one. I saw clothes everywhere in the room and tried to collect those all and dashed back to our room. I pulled on...

3 years ago
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Love poem for Nikki

Her face so bright, her eyes so wet,I love to taste her sweat you bet.I lick the tears, I taste the salt,She make my heart beat, from beat to hault.I place my tongue to her lips,My hip to her hips,She hugs me tightly,From my love she sips,I love her dearly, she loves me too,I need her dreary, she loves me true.She is older, much more than I.I her master, till she does up and die.I kiss her, nothing being held back,She loves my kiss, and kisses my lips so black.She melts, I melt to her body so...

2 years ago
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My wifes first BBC breeding

TURNING MY WIFE INTO A BLACK COCK CUMDUMPMy First Cuckolded ExperienceWendy has asked me to relive the first time she cuckolded me – fucking another man in front of me – be telling you the story. This is punishment for those times when, making love to her as husband and wife, I suggested she try other cocks. At first the idea did shock her but over time, as I introduced the concept, she opened her legs, and mind, to the concept of trying it out. I had spent some time finding the right man for...

4 years ago
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Fifteen Minutes

The wine was delicious. We headed upstairs so your wife could finish giving me the tour, leaving you with the dishes. We catch each other’s eyes as I follow behind her. Oh, yes, her cute little ass sways seductively just out of reach, taunting me.We bump into each other, giggling and smiling. I stroke her arm as she proudly shows off your family photos – she’s positively glowing now. Our glances catch one another, there’s a sparkle in her gentle eyes. A few loose strands of hair framing her...

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