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Susie's legs felt a little weak as she walked down the street. She could still feel the Vastos family's huge schlongs in her asshole and taste them in her mouth, and the memory of the dear old man's cock in her cunt made her pussy twitch with remembered pleasure. She was so glad she had stopped at the restaurant and discovered the wonderful things they had that were not on the menu. She would like to eat there every day, but she doubted if there would be enough for her that often. Unless Mrs. Vastos had more relatives with big schlongs. She would have to ask. Her happy dreams were rudely interrupted.

"Hey sweetie! Wanna suck my cock?"

A delivery van had stopped next to her at a traffic light. The driver's obscenely grinning face looked down at her from the open window. His eyes took in every inch of the delectable sight, moving from the rounded slopes of her young ass, scarcely covered by the short skirt, to the thrusting mounds of her titties. He spat on the sidewalk.

"Ya wanna suck my cock? I got a big one."

The idea delighted Susie. She broke into a big smile as she turned to him and answered: "Sure! I'd love to!" A look of complete bewilderment flooded the man's face. She wasn't supposed to react like that. Susie stepped off the curb in front of the van and hurried towards the passenger door, carefully watching the traffic. If she had been paying more attention to the man in the van she would have seen the panic in his eyes as he saw her cross in front of him. Then she wouldn't have been so surprised when he suddenly pulled away the moment she touched the door handle, leaving her standing in the middle of the road.

Susie was disappointed. Her mouth was already salivating in anticipation. But she had seen the same thing happen before. All too often some man would make a remark as she passed, say he wanted to fuck her, and then, when she happily agreed, rush away in confusion. Men! She really didn't understand them sometimes. But she wanted them all the time.

The many men she had already had that afternoon: her teacher, the janitor, the vice-principal, Pop MacIntosh and the two salesmen, the entire Vastos family, were beginning to seem like distant memories. But she was nearly home.

There probably wouldn't be too many more cocks falling in her path, and she still had to decide what to do about her clothes. Maybe she could think up some harmless explanation for her mother. Her father would understand. Ever since she had got up the courage to suck him off in the shower last month, he had begun to understand what a hot-assed daughter he had, and he knew that she fucked other men.

Sometimes Susie thought he enjoyed the idea of other men fucking his daughter almost as much as he enjoyed fucking her himself. But her mother still didn't know.

She was lost in thought as she drew closer to her home.

The excited barking of a neighbour's dog brought her back to reality. She was in front of the Reynolds house, just two doors away from her parents. Ralph and Lorna Reynolds had just moved into the neighbourhood a few months ago, and

Susie didn't know them very well yet. However, she was quickly getting to know Ralph Reynolds. Since she had noticed that he usually left for work at the same time she left for school, she had made a point of joining him in his garage several times a week. Usually she sat in his car sucking his cock while he stood in front of the open door; sometimes she leaned over the hood of the car while he fucked her vigorously from behind. He was a nice man.

Mrs. Reynolds was sitting on the porch with a drink in her hand, watching their dog play in the front yard. The dog was bouncing energetically up and down in front of

Susie. She bent to hug him, then walked up the walk towards the porch with the dog running after her. It was too bad it wasn't Mr. Reynolds. She would have liked to have his nice cock inside her right now. But maybe Mrs. Reynolds would help her with her clothes, let her clean them up a bit before she went home.

The dog seemed intoxicated by Susie's presence, his tail wagging furiously. He was a large, friendly dog of an unknown mixture of breeds. Lorna Reynolds called out to him sharply, telling him to leave Susie alone. But the poor animal could not. The scent that drifted from between her legs was setting him on fire. As Susie walked, she almost tripped over him several times; he danced alongside her, pushing his head under her skirt. When his cold nose brushed her inner thigh, Susie felt a thrill run through her.

She stopped at the porch steps. Mrs. Reynolds was looking curiously at her dishevelled appearance. The dog was still nosing around under her skirt, and began to lick her cum-coated thighs with his warm rasping tongue. He would not stop despite Lorna's orders to him to behave, and the feel of the dog's tongue on her sent strange shivers through Susie's body.

"It's all right, Mrs. Reynolds, he isn't bothering me.

But could I ask you a favour?"

"Why, of course, Susie. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'd just like to stop a minute and use your bathroom, maybe, to sort of try to clean up my clothes before my mother sees them. They got kind of messed up on the way home from school."

It was very hard for Susie to talk with the dog's strong tongue now nearing her matted pussy hairs.

"Certainly, child. Come right in and we'll see what we can do for you. Rover! Stop that! I don't know what's got into you. Leave Susie alone!"

She opened the screen door and stepped aside to let

Susie pass. Rover followed quickly. The stains on the young girl's clothes very very strange, and Mrs. Reynolds could not understand why her dog was so intent to get under

Susie's skirt, nor why the girl did not seem to protest. As the door slammed behind them, the dog once more pushed his head right under Susie's short skirt, lifting it enough so that Mrs. Reynolds could see the young girl's naked behind.

A strange feeling shot through her, one she tried to repress.

"But how on earth did your clothes get this way, Susie?

I've never seen anything like it. And why aren't you wearing panties?"

Susie reflected a moment, then decided to be honest.

There really was no other way to explain everything. If

Mrs. Reynolds was too shocked she might tell her mother, but something in the older woman's attitude suggested to Susie that her secret would be safe. She wanted to see how the other woman would react, though she couldn't say exactly why.

"Well, I guess it's mostly come. I've been fucking a lot on the way home from school. Usually I get undressed, but sometimes there just isn't time. That's why I got rid of my panties to save time."

Lorna Reynolds didn't believe her ears. The muscles in her stomach contracted, her face flushed, and her breathing became difficult. Fucking! This sweet young girl! And talking about it so openly. It had to be true, too, she thought, looking more closely at the stains and breathing in the odour that surrounded the young girl. Come. It couldn't be anything else. And there was Rover, trying to lick it up, and Susie was letting him. It was incredible.

She didn't know what to say.

"But ... your boyfriend? What does he... ?" she stammered, not knowing what she wanted to ask.

"Oh, I don't have a boy-friend, Mrs. Reynolds. Mom says that I'm too young to date. So I usually just fuck with men

I meet on the way home."

Rover was still trying to push his head under Susie's skirt. His cold nose ran over her wet pussy lips, bumping against her clitoris and making Susie gasp. Lorna Reynolds could see what was happening, but she could not believe it.

She stared in horrified fascination at the dog's head moving enthusiastically under the young girl's skirt. She knew that this was horrible, that she should put a stop to it right away, but she couldn't. Some strange tension filled her body.

"But ... you're so young. I can't believe ... I mean who? ... why? ... how?"

Susie could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted to see what would happen next. Calmly, she began telling of the adventures that had befallen her so far today on her way home from school. Of course she didn't name names. Susie was very discreet--she certainly would never mention Mr.

Reynolds. And while she talked, she caresssed Rover's head as he began to lap at her juicy pussy.

Lorna could take no more. With a little moan of frustrated passion she pulled the girl away from the dog and pushed her towards the bathroom, hoping to escape the demons that were bedeviling her. Her mind was full of images of big cocks sliding into Susie's girlish cunt. It upset her and excited her terribly. She didn't know why, but her husband had scarcely made love to her more than once or twice in the past month. Now, her unreleased sexual tensions were making her tremble.

While she had been at university she had had a brief lesbian affair with her room-mate one year. It had not lasted long. Both had found boyfriends quickly. But it had been sweet and satisfying. The memories came flooding back as she looked over Susie's luscious body. Her pussy ached.

Angrily, she pushed the protesting dog out of the bathroom, but they could both hear him whining behind the door. Susie said nothing, merely smiled and waited. She could tell that this was going to be another wonderful adventure.

"O.K. now let's get those clothes off. We'll put them in the sink to soak, then we can just pop them into the dryer. If we need it, I can get out my iron. You'll soon be good as new."

Her voice was strained and her gestures awkward and stiff as she reached out to help Susie with her clothes.

Her hands brushed nervously against the sides of the young girl's breasts as she pulled the T-shirt over her head, noting with suppressed excitement the traces of many hands where the fabric bulged around the swelling titties.

Lorna's mouth watered when she saw those two delicious mounds. She bent to help pull the hopelessly wrinkled and stained skirt off those lovely legs. Her face was right in front of Susie's delicate young pussy. Its pink lips, still swollen from her fucking with Mr. Vastos, gleamed with

Rover's saliva. Lorna could see spots of dried come that matted the silken hairs framing the delicious slit. She wanted to plunge her face into that marvelous valley, taste it with her own lips. But she could not bring herself to do it.

Slowly and reluctantly getting to her feet, she took the two discarded pieces of clothing and dropped them into the sink. Mechanically she sprinkled them with soap powder and ran the water. She had to get away or she would do something foolish.

"Here, Susie. You look after this. I'll go and find you something to wear in the meantime."

It hurt to tear herself away from that lovely body.

Maybe if she's dressed, it will be easier, she thought. Her mind did not want to let her give in to her desires. All that had been long ago in the past. Now she was a married woman, respectable housewife. She should be reprimanding

Susie, not lusting after her. But she couldn't stop the ache in her loins.

As soon as Lorna had hurried away, Rover managed to push his way into the bathroom. Susie was leaning over the sink, washing out her clothes. When she felt the dog's cold nose again on her warm flesh, she gasped and leaned over even further, thrusting her ass back at him to give him access to her slit. The dog began licking feverishly, sending his whole muzzle deep between her ass cheeks, sweeping his rough tongue from her pussy to her asshole, slurping up the remains of the gallons of come that had been squirted into

Susie that afternoon. Susie squirmed her ass and sighed in pleasure.

When Lorna Reynolds returned with a bathrobe in her hand, she stopped outside the open door, hypnotised by the shocking sight in front of her. She couldn't move. The bathrobe dropped from her hand, and that same hand pressed tightly against her crotch and began rubbing. Susie suddenly cried out in pleasure. The dog's licking had already pushed her to an orgasm.

"Susie! Rover! Stop that! How can you let him do that, Susie! It's horrible, and I won't have it."

"What? Oh, I didn't notice," said Susie, turning to face her, letting the older woman take in a full view of her naked breasts and pussy. "But don't be mad at Rover. he was only playing. I don't mind."

Lorna pushed the dog away, even more angrily this time.

She was aroused and jealous and she was trying desperately to fight both feelings. Seeing the dog with his tongue between susie's ass cheeks only made her desires seem that much more horrible and animalistic. Susie was sorry to see the dog go. Not only had his tongue felt so good on her pussy, but she had just noticed the long, red cock that had appeared beneath his belly. Even though it looked very different from any of the men's organs she had known, it was undeniably a cock, and Susie hated the idea of being so close to a hard cock that wasn't in her body someplace.

Since there were always lots of men willing to fuck her, susie had never even considered the possibility of animals.

Now she did and the very idea excited her enormously. But she couldn't very well tell Mrs. Reynolds that she wanted to fuck her dog. Or could she? Mrs. Reynolds was looking at her very strangely.

"Here. My God! Your whole body is covered with that stuff. How many times did you ... no, never mind, don't answer. Just let me wash you off."

Lorna began to rub at Susie's skin with a wet washcloth.

Over her breasts and down across her belly to the mound of her pussy, then around and over the firm cheeks of her ass, then back to her proud young titties. The friction only added to Susie's excitement. She had already been brought to the boiling point by the dog. Now the lady of the house was making her boil over. Suddenly a small orgasm rippled through her. Susie closed her eyes and moaned.

When she opened them again, Lorna Reynolds was kneeling on the bathroom floor in front of her. The washcloth lay on the floor forgotten. The older woman's eyes were glazed.

Slowly she leaned forward and touched her lips to Susie's pussy. Instinctively Susie grasped at her head. Few of the men she had known had done anything like that, and their lips were so different that it was another experience altogether. Susie wanted more of it. Lorna's hands moved up to clutch the firm contours of Susie's ass. She buried her face in the young girl's pussy and began madly sucking and licking.

Over and over again Susie's pussy exploded into orgasm under the woman's tongue. Her legs grew weak, her vision blurred. While Lorna frantically worked at her pussy with lips and tongue, Susie sank slowly to the bathroom floor, lost in a fog of pleasure such as she had never known before. Then the kissing stopped.

Lorna pulled the dazed young girl to her feet and led her quickly to the bedroom. She did not see an eager Rover follow them. Susie lay back on the bed as the older woman hurriedly striped off her own clothes. But while she was doing so the dog suddenly leaped up onto the bed. Without thinking, Susie reached out and pulled him over her. His hairy belly rubbed sensuously against hers; his panting jaws fell between the twin hills of her titties; his long, red cock throbbed against her thigh.

"No Susie ... Rover! No! No! You can't!" the woman cried out.

But Susie couldn't stop herself. Before Lorna's horrified and fascinated eyes, she reached down and set the dog's hard cock right at the entrance to her cunt. Despite the bizarre position, Rover reacted to the heat of her pussy lips on the end of his cock and, with one quick thrust, drove his dog prick deep into Susie's cunt. The girl let out a cry of delight and clutched his head to her breasts.

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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 4 of 7 One Step Closer

Author's Note: These stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasie-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. lol.  Send me an email at if you would like to see the illustrated versions of the stories.-----------------"For God's sake, tell me you got to fuck that girl." Words I never dreamed I'd hear coming out from my wife. Now it was my turn to play coy. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out."Reliving my time with Jeff and Allie had us both horny...

Exhibitionism
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 3 of 7 Opening Allie

Author's Note: These stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasi-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. If you're interested in an illustrated version of the stories, send me an email at ----------------------------------Smiling up from between my legs, she ran her tongue sensuously along my shaft, licking her own juices from my cock. "Now, give yourself a minute to calm down, and then tell me how you got 'poor, sweet, innocent' Allie to spread her...

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Aftermath

Aftermath By Ellie Dauber © 2015 This story is based on a Lorna Samuels caption. Thanks, Lorna, for this one and for all your great work. This story first appeared (and can still be found) in the "Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes Mixed Tape." I'm posting it separately, with Jenny North's permission. There was no mention of the story in any of the reviews of that Mixed Tape, and I'd like to see what people thought of it. I thank Jenny for the opportunity to be part of her Mixed Tape and...

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Aftermath

Aftermathby Nicole LarsonMy head was pounding--absolutely pounding--when I woke up. A spear of sunlight had shot through an errant slat in my vertical blinds and lanced right into my eye, waking me up. The pain was close to unbearable, but I didn't have the strength to stand, or even move, other than to drape a hand over my eyes. I told myself to go back to sleep. Too early to deal with a hangover, especially one of the epic proportions this one seemed to be taking on. It was as I was falling...

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Aftermath The Slut

AFTERMATH ('THE SLUT') By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2020 WARNING: CONTAINS REFERENCES TO SUICIDE & RAPE. Author's Note: One of the saddest stories on FM is Janice's 'The Slut': "Three teenage girls exact revenge on the older brother of one of them, who is obnoxious to them, with dire results." It's a short but powerful story, cutting 'close to the bone' of reality. Many of its reviewers demanded a sequel. 'Aftermath' is an unauthorized tribute to Janice's gut-wrenching realism....

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AftermathChapter 18

The altimeter on the helicopter's instrument panel read 6300 feet above sea level, about three hundred feet above the point where the rain turned to snow. This put him almost two thousand feet above the rooftops of Garden Hill, high enough to see the entire subdivision and the surrounding landscape. Of course what he was doing would not have been possible even a month ago. The snow would have quickly iced up on his rotor blades, degrading their aerodynamics, eventually enough so that they...

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Afterglow

Susannah comes. It’s even more intense this time, a constant throb of sensation that pulses out from her clit and overwhelms her every single thought with pleasure. A part of her mind floats above it all like a tiny boat riding a massive swell, but all it can do is marvel at the sheer power of the orgasmic bliss that keeps hitting her over and over. Her muscles tense up, locked tight in an attempt to hold onto the moment forever and all the ecstasy that comes along with it. She lets out a...

2 years ago
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Afterward

It was the first time. No, not the first time. She wants to be accurate. It was the first time after they knew they were going to have an affair instead of just an encounter. Long afterward, it remains in place for her, not as narrative, not as full sentences. No, it remains as images and fragments of scenes and isolated words. Was it worth it? It cost her so much. At least there are memories. She still has them. Such as? Such as how she told her husband she was ill and would stay home. Not...

2 years ago
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Afternoons With My Niece Part 1 The Bond

I was sitting at my desk working through some papers. The door burst open and what seemed like whirling dervish came through, plonked a bag on the floor, and threw herself on the sofa. “Oh uncle, it’s so stressful, I am going to fail, I just know it.” The whirling dervish was my niece. In her final year of school, wanting to study at university, and facing all the stresses of exams, study and university entrance. “Take it easy now, just relax and unwind for a minute. I will get you a drink. Hot...

Incest
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Afternoons With Mrs K Ch 2

This story follows on from an encounter between Jay, a young English naval officer home from service off of the Iraq coast, and Mrs Hazel Kellerman, a neighbour of his aunt, who is in her early fifties. I’ve written it as a split narrative; relating the tale first from Jay’s then from Mrs K’s perspective. JAY’S STORY I woke up after a short sleep of an hour or so. My head had moved from its resting place against her big soft breasts and was now against her tummy. Mrs K was stroking my face; it...

Erotic
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Afternoons With Mrs K Ch 01

Do you find that in this sometimes painful sometimes wonderful world of ours that life's pleasures are best enjoyed when they come unexpectedly? I do. That's how it was with me and Mrs Kellerman. Unexpected, and fine, very, very fine. I met Mrs K when I was staying at my aunt's house one summer. At the time immediately before I met her, I was in a kind of down-hearted frame of mind. Shortly after I met her I was flying high on my own personal cloud. Now, I have a precise, precious memory of...

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Afternoons With Mrs K Ch 3

This story continues to follow the affair between Jay, a young English naval officer, and Mrs Hazel Kellerman, a widowed neighbour of his aunt, who is in her early fifties. I’ve again written it as a split narrative; relating the tale first from Jay’s and then from Mrs K’s perspective. JAY’S STORY On the Monday I spent another rather boring day at the college trying to get to grips with the spoken Arab language. To be honest, I could hardly concentrate at all; my mind was full of the great sex...

Erotic
3 years ago
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Aftermath of Steve dropping the bomb on Marie S3

„You told her? Are you crazy?“ Jenny can’t believe what her step-brother is telling her. How does he not realize that this was a bad idea? “Of course I told her.” Steve says, “You don’t build a relationship on a lie.” In comparison to his sister, Steve seems pretty calm about the fact that he could have scared Marie of for good. And that after only one date. At the very least he is confident that he made the right choice in telling Marie about him and his sister. “Lying is completely...

3 years ago
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Aftermath

Kate took a sip of coffee, the mug was almost empty, she could taste the grains of coffee that sunk to the bottom. Kate turned her head to look at her phone, it displayed a text from Gwen which read, "Sorry, had to visit my doctor and it took forever, on my way."Kate knew Gwen for years and this was nothing like her. First of all, Kate was never late, the girl was a living, breathing, atomic clock. Secondly, the doctor? She was as healthy as a mare as far as Kate knew. Kate signaled the...

Fetish
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 3 of 7 Opening Allie

Author’s Note: These stories are hard to categorize… voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasi-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. If you’re interested in an illustrated version of the stories, send me an email at ———————————- Smiling up from between my legs, she ran her tongue sensuously along my shaft, licking her own juices from my cock. ‘Now, give yourself a minute to calm down, and then tell me how you got ‘poor, sweet, innocent’ Allie to spread her legs for you.’ ‘God, Carol....

2 years ago
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 4 of 7 One Step Closer

Author’s Note: These stories are hard to categorize… voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasie-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. lol.  Send me an email at if you would like to see the illustrated versions of the stories. —————– ‘For God’s sake, tell me you got to fuck that girl.’ Words I never dreamed I’d hear coming out from my wife. Now it was my turn to play coy. ‘I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.’ Reliving my time with Jeff and Allie had us both horny as hell....

3 years ago
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 7 of 7 Allie at Last

Author’s Note: As always, this story is hard to categorize… a little group, bondage, and bi overtones. But mostly it’s a story of loving wives. As always, if you’d like an illustrated version just email me at ********** They say that confession is good for the soul. In this case at least, it was certainly proving to be good for the libido. Even after spending most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon telling stories and making love, I found myself still hungry with desire for my...

2 years ago
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 5 of 7 Trick or Treat

Author’s Note: As I said before, these stories are hard to categorize… voyeurism, exhibitionism, a threesome, with some light bi-play and a hot wife. If male bisexuality offends you, please don’t read the story. If you’d like to see an illustrated version, send me an email at ************** Chapter 5 – Trick and Treat Carol looked wonderful walking ahead of me into our bedroom, her cute little ass peeking below her swaying shirt tail. The top of her firm legs and inner thighs were visibly wet...

3 years ago
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Aftermath and a new beginning

The storm clouds were clearing rapidly now,the sun slanting across the valley, a low sharp diagonal of golden light. Steam rose from the tops of the trees, small wraiths of vapour twisting and evaporating as he watched, fascinated. The thunder had died away long since, at least so far as the weather was concerned. The thunder of his heart and head was slowing too, becoming manageable again. He sat on a low stone wall, his back to the gable end of the farmhouse. Solid, reassuring. It had been...

2 years ago
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 6 of 7 The Wedding Night

Author’s Note: This story is hard to categorize. Loving wife, group, threesome with a touch of bi. There’s not a lot of bisexuality, but there is some, so if this offends you please don’t read. On the other hand, if you’d like to see the illustrated version, drop me a line at _______________ ‘How exactly did you end up in bed with Jeff on our wedding night?’ ‘Not just Jeff…’ She flashed a mischievous smile in response to the incredulous look on my face. The idea of Carol sleeping with my...

2 years ago
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Aftermath

The soft pitter-patter of rain, accompanied by a steady, heavier plop-plop-plop outside, enshrouded the room in isolation. Outside, nature raged and stormed, as if to ward off its two children inside the sheltered space. The room, untroubled by intrusion, was cast in the orange light of the few candles, that had not yet consumed themselves. Previously, there had been quite the number of little flames, each burning brightly and merrily performing their unsteady dance. Although the ambitious ones...

Straight Sex
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Aftermath of Populuation Epidemic

It was not one thing but a collections of things. Most scientist across the globe projected that in 5 generations that the human race would become an endangered species. A global conference was held in the major countries and many plans were discussed. The consensus was the high divorced rate was the cause, so an arranged marriage system was enacted with an formula in creating matches between partners. The rules of the arrange marriage was between a viable guy and girl that were deemed...

2 years ago
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Aftermath fantasy

Donna came to Dave's office door, "Your wife is on Line One."Dave laughed, "Which one?""Oh, yeah. Alice."Dave picked up the phone and hit the right button to connect. "Hi darling. What's up?"Alice was laughing, "You ruined our temporary nanny.""Whoa! How'd I do that? I made love to her.""Ah, that's the problem. You not only made love to her, you sent her to heaven. She really thinks you are a god, and that you took her on a fabulous journey all through the stars and the universe, showing her...

1 year ago
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Aftermath fantasy

Donna came to Dave's office door, "Your wife is on Line One."Dave laughed, "Which one?""Oh, yeah. Alice."Dave picked up the phone and hit the right button to connect. "Hi darling. What's up?"Alice was laughing, "You ruined our temporary nanny.""Whoa! How'd I do that? I made love to her.""Ah, that's the problem. You not only made love to her, you sent her to heaven. She really thinks you are a god, and that you took her on a fabulous journey all through the stars and the universe, showing her...

3 years ago
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Aftermath of Moms Confession comes to an end

This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...

4 years ago
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Aftermath of Moms Confession comes to an end

This is the third part of “Mom’s Confession Land’s her in Trouble”. Months had passed since the incident in the Police station. Now a day’s mom spent most of the time in the church praying or to be more correct to escape from dad’s beatings which had grown worse since our arrest. He rarely used to sleep at home spending the other nights with prostitutes. It was in those days that a headline in the news paper caught my eye. “Convict escapes from Jail,” it read. It was Andrews all right. I...

4 years ago
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Aftermath and a new beginning

The storm clouds were clearing rapidly now;the sun slanting across the valley, a low sharp diagonal of golden light. Steam rose from the tops of the trees, small wraiths of vapour twisting and evaporating as he watched, fascinated. The thunder had died away long since; at least so far as the weather was concerned. The thunder of his heart and head was slowing too, becoming manageable again. He sat on a low stone wall, his back to the gable end of the farmhouse. Solid, reassuring. It had been...

BDSM
4 years ago
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Aftermath

After he came, he just got dressed and left. Taking my red thong with him as a souvenir. The thought makes me smile.I keep laying on the bed, sweaty and exhausted. I can feel warm cum dripping out of my pussy and onto my skirt, though I don’t care. The skirt is all I’m wearing. Well, and my heels. He wanted me to keep them on while he was fucking me.It was so different from the sex I have with Ben. I’m Ben’s princess. He’s gentle, tries to make everything right.Brad didn’t ask me what I wanted,...

1 year ago
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Aftermath Confessions Chapter 7 of 7 Allie at Last

Author's Note: As always, this story is hard to categorize... a little group, bondage, and bi overtones. But mostly it's a story of loving wives. As always, if you'd like an illustrated version just email me at ********They say that confession is good for the soul. In this case at least, it was certainly proving to be good for the libido. Even after spending most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon telling stories and making love, I found myself still hungry with desire for my wife...

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