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Wednesday evening is the secondary drawing for the state lottery. The Power Ball drawing is broadcast at the same time. There had been a ticket buying frenzy, and the jackpot was up to $500 Million. They did the drawing, and the numbers looked familiar. I got my ticket out of my wallet, and all the numbers matched. I called Sam and the CPA firm and asked them to come to Clarice’s house to meet with me in the morning. Later in the evening, a newscaster reported that only one winning ticket had been sold.
Everyone was smiling, but somewhat subdued. We knew it was the first step to freedom, but we weren’t sure exactly what that freedom would look like.
Clarice and I spent another lovely night together, making love until we were too tired to move, sleeping in each other’s arms, and waking to make love again.
Bright and early, Monica came in for her sunrise ride on her daddy’s morning wood. After both my girls had twenty orgasms each, they let me up to pee. I came back to bed and fucked Monica’s tight pussy until she went off like a fire- cracker. She shook all over, and her cunt muscles milked my cock until I squirted every drop deep inside her.
We cuddled, kissed, and then got up to brush teeth, shower, and get ready for the momentous day. I loved washing Clarice’s big beautiful tits, and Monica’s only slightly smaller, but still growing tits were exciting because they were my daughter’s. It was so much fun to be naked with my girls that we took a lot longer in the shower than we really needed. We finally got out, dried off, and the girls went to work fixing their hair.
I got out my clothes, but didn’t put them on. The girls were still naked, so I slipped up behind Clarice and pressed my hard cock against her tight little butt. I wrapped my arms around her and cupped her gorgeous breasts in my hands. I kissed her on the back of the neck, and whispered, “I love you baby.”
Clarice said, “Sir, is that growth coming out of your groin area painful? I know where you can put it if it needs some relief.”
“Honestly children, we have an appointment to keep. Please quit playing around and get dressed. Daddy don’t you dare bring that big thing over here. You’ll get me so wet I’ll need a diaper to keep from soaking through my panties and my dress.”
“OK mommy, we’ll be good.” Clarice and I said in chorus.
We got dressed and went out to the library.
Promptly at 9:00 the squawk box buzzed. Jarvis checked the driver of the car at the gate, shook his head, and looked to me. I said, “That’s my attorney, Sam Phelps” and Jarvis opened the gate.
Just as the gate closed, the CPA drove up. I recognized the Senior Partner of the firm. Jarvis opened the gate for him and he followed Sam’s car up the lane.
Jarvis went out and met the men at the door. He led them down the hall to the library. We were sitting in leather armchairs around a big mahogany table.
The first owner of the house had the table built for the library, so it was real African mahogany harvested around 1920. The cabinetmaker had not used the heavy, dark stain most people did in his day, so the lovely grain and natural color of the wood shone through.
I stood up and greeted them. “I think you gentlemen will be very happy to hear what I have to announce. You’ve both done good work for me for fairly modest fees. You are going to do a little better on this deal.”
I took out the lottery ticket and put it on the table. “This is the only winning ticket in last night’s $500 Million drawing.
“Here’s what I want: As little publicity as possible, maximum income possible while minimizing taxes. I want automated deposit from Power Ball and automated tax payments.
Sam stood up and shook my hand. “Congratulations Paul.”
I had the CPA give me a detailed receipt for the ticket. I had Sam draft an LPA for collecting the winnings, setting up deposit accounts, and setting up automated tax payments.
Clarice printed the documents, and I signed them.
The two men left to go earn their fees.
I had Clarice come with me, when I went to pay my respects to the Don. I kissed his ring, and offered my congratulations on his birthday.
“Don Lorenzo, you know that I have been a loyal son since birth. My decision not to join the family business was entirely because I felt I was more suited to the work of an electrician. You know that whenever I’ve been called upon, I have done what was asked of me with no questions and no hesitation,” I said.
“It’s true Paulie, you’ve been a good son. How can I help you?”
“Don Lorenzo, I recently met a young woman while doing an estimate for renovation work. I was not looking for anything, because she is a famous woman, and you know I always try to live quietly. But I was helpless, for me it was the only Thunderbolt of my whole life, and I was fortunate that for her The Thunderbolt struck too.
“Because she is famous, the vultures hang around her house all the time. They started broadcasting my name and picture. They described me as a mob boss. These people are ignorant and don’t even know they insulted you and the Commission by putting a title and honor on me the Commission didn’t vote to give, and you didn’t approve.
“In any case, these vultures have put my name out before the public. The FBI is now at my business, with forensic accountants going over the books. Of course there is nothing for them to find. I would never risk becoming an embarrassment to the family.
“What I ask now is that you remove my name from consideration by the commission, for the good of the family. I would support whoever you feel would be best for the prosperity of the family.” I said
“Be at peace, my son. We met before this issue came up and determined that your legitimate business was successful because you played by the rules and never gave the powers that be an excuse to cause you trouble.
“The Chairman of the Board requires a much different type of businessman. Ideally, he’s been a Consigliore of a family or a Capo of a successful crew. Because you lack that experience we couldn’t choose you to be the Chairman.
“We felt your skills might help us make some of our businesses appear more legitimate and reduce police interference, so we thought you might serve the family as the Chairman’s Consigliore.
“However, a new Chairman needs to have advisors he knows and understands. So, we thank you for your loyalty, and we absolve you of any responsibility to the family businesses.
“Go and enjoy your retirement.
“Now let me meet the lovely young lady,” Don Lorenzo said.
Clarice approached and looked down at her feet.
The Don held out his hand and said, “Let me see your face, my dear.”
Clarice looked up and met his gaze. She smiled shyly and said, “Thank you Don Lorenzo. Thank you for not taking my man.”
“Ah Paulie, you told it truthfully she really did get hit by The Thunderbolt. Come close my dear, and let me whisper in your ear,” The Don said.
Clarice bent close. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear.
We turned and left the room. Clarice had tears running down her cheeks.
“Oh, thank god Paulie. I couldn’t have endured being afraid for your life every second of every day,” Clarice said.
“What did Don Lorenzo tell you?” I asked.
“Oh, he said it was lucky for you The Thunderbolt hit me and blinded me to all other men; because if I saw him first, you couldn’t compete with him. He said if he had got me into bed first it would have ruined me for anyone else, because his cock is so much bigger,” Clarice told me.
“Ah, that shows the difference between a Don and a smart businessman like me,” I said.
“Don’t worry about it baby. Most of the time, those who advertise ain’t got it. You’ve definitely got it, and don’t have to advertise. That’s why you’ve got me forever baby, and he never will,” Clarice said.
We drove back to her house. Monica was swimming.
We stripped and jumped in the water with her.
Monica swam over to us and said, “Clarice, why did Diane have to sneak into daddy’s bed and make all my seduction work go to waste?”
“Honey I think you should stop blaming Diane and maybe thank her. If you’d gone to his bed, he might have been able to say no to you. Diane hits all his buttons, you know, his mental image of sexy and the pedophile one. When she was naked in his bed and begging for it, he couldn’t think. He was paralyzed. She got his cock inside her, and once she had him in her pussy, there was no way he could stop himself.
“When it was your turn, he had already fucked a fourteen-year-old virgin and didn’t hurt her. He made her cum like crazy, she loved having him fuck her, and he made her want to do it again and again and again.
“He had the ultimate good deflowering a teen virgin experience. He had no reason to worry it wouldn’t be good for you too,” Clarice said.
“I suppose you’re right. It just pisses me off that his damn instincts make him want to fuck her more than he wants to screw me,” Monica complained.
“Monica baby, he’s changing. Don’t you remember how romantic your date night was? He certainly only wanted to fuck you that night, and you are the only girl he’s taken on a date.
“You know I’ve got this eighteen year-old body that corresponds to almost all men on earth’s template of what SEXY is, and I’ve fucked your dad a lot more than Diane has. How come you like me, and still are mad at Diane?” Clarice asked.
“Oh, maybe because you ate me out any time daddy gave you a chance. You made me cum a bunch, and made me cum harder than ever when daddy was fucking me.
“Diane just acts like little miss perfect, and I wanted to be daddy’s first teenage girlfriend. Actually, I never dreamed my friends were all serious about being hot for him too,” Monica groused.
“Well we can hope she accepts the inevitable and relaxes and at least plays some girl games with one or two of us,” Clarice said.
I didn’t feel like I had anything helpful to say, so I kept quiet and let Clarice handle it.
Monica told us that she had cleared the party with all the girls’ parents, as long as we picked them up and dropped them off. No big surprise there!
One unusual thing about Monica’s group of friends was that their birthdays were all within a week of each other. Rather that assign kids to classes by last name, alphabetically, the district had assigned them by birthday. The girls hadn’t been fourteen for too long, so I decided we should make this party as special for the girls as we could.
Clarice used her contacts to get a small sizes lingerie specialist to bring things sexier than anything VS has, for the girls to try on, model for me, and for us to choose from and buy. The collection would include bras and panties for every day wear, but they would still be sexier and yet more comfortable than any of VS styles. I was looking forward to seeing each of my hot girls in lingerie whose sole purpose was arousing a man. In fact, I could hardly wait.
Clarice got an excellent sportswear store to agree to bring their collections from elegant dresses to casual outfits, for the girls to pick from so they would have something hot for all types of date night activities.
Even though I would have around a million dollars a month income, after taxes, for twenty years, it would be crazy to take modern girls, used to city life, to an island with nothing to do but swim, eat, and fuck. If I was stupid and let the girls drink one or more of my girls were sure to have a drinking problem.
Boredom is a sure recipe for disaster. I needed to save enough to build some expensive infrastructure first, so there were places to go and things to do on our date nights. I was thinking a roller rink, bowling alley, movie theatre, and gym would be a good start. I’d have a beach volleyball court built too. Our facilities wouldn’t need to be as big as a commercial one, but big enough so all of us could do each activity at the same time.
Even with one of the sexiest women in the world and my horny teenage daughter wanting to fuck me as often as possible, Thursday seemed to drag, and I couldn’t wait for Friday afternoon to go by. It seemed the time to pick up the girls would never come.
Clarice had a van in her garage, and Jarvis put on a chauffer’s uniform to drive. I sat in the front seat so I wouldn’t be tempted to try to fuck one of my darlings in the van.
Clarice and Monica sat in the second row.
“You really are in love with all of us daddy. I can tell how much you miss your other three wives,” Monica said.
“I didn’t want to admit it. It seems pretty selfish. But I really couldn’t choose only one of you now. Each one of you is so unique I really do need every one of you to love and to have you love me.”
“If you could fuck one in the van without any danger of getting caught, who would you choose to love first?”
“Gosh Monica, I don’t know. I’m missing Karen for how passionately she makes love and how loud she is when she cums. I daydream about how soft and curvy Judy is, and how her tits look big, and her patch of red pubic hair gets me hot. You know Diane pushes my pervert button, and when she pretends she’s a naughty girl seducing me, it nearly sucks my balls out through my cock, she makes me cum so hard. How could I choose? Of course I can’t pick Diane first for a while until she really has accepted our group marriage and has given up on monogamy fantasies. I guess to try to keep everything in balance, Judy first, Karen next, and Diane last. When she complains, tell her that by going last, she gets to be the one to have me cream her pussy.”
“OK daddy, I’ll have Judy sit right behind you and put Karen and Diane in the next row back so you can grab Judy and run for it.”
We picked up Diane first. Jarvis took her bag and put it in the back of the van. Monica had her sit in the row behind her. We got Karen next and Monica put her in the row next to Diane. We picked up Judy last. My daughter had her sit in the row next to her, next to the door, so I could get her out of the van fast, as soon as we pulled into the garage.
All the girls were excited to see Clarice, and they were all chatting excitedly. I hoped they stayed distracted all the way into the garage. I was kind of surprised that they were more eager to talk to Clarice, than me. After all, I’m the one who has the cock they tell me they can’t live without.
Jarvis pulled up to the gate and punched in the code. As the gate swung open, the girls began talking louder. Jarvis drove around to the back, opened the garage door, and pulled the van in the garage. As soon as the van stopped, I was opening my door, then the side door, and started helping Judy out of the van.
I grabbed her hand. Judy figured out what was going on, and started following me. We disappeared into the house.
“That was sneaky.” Diane complained.
“Judy needed an ego boost. Daddy wanted her to know how much he’s missed her and how much he wants and needs her. Clarice and I have been trying to fuck daddy’s brains out, but while we drained his balls physically, we couldn’t give him everything he gets from you guys, and we could tell that while he should have been all calm and happy, he wasn’t.
“He was missing you so much that even fucking him more than he’d ever been screwed in his life just wasn’t enough.” Monica said.
“Did you know he thinks about what each of us needs and does his best to give it to us. He wanted Judy to feel how important she really is to him. I know he has something special for each of you. Paul and I have been working on something new, so maybe in a year we will have our own place where we will all be together every day and can make love without hiding. Please just trust Paul and remember he loves each of us.” Clarice said.
“That’s easy for you to say. You are so gorgeous, hot, sexy, and just perfect, that you could take him away from all of us and have him for yourself if you wanted to.” Diane said
“I’ve wished I could, but he really loves you Diane. Since Monica talked to him about not thinking small and not doing things the way everyone else does; as long as you want him and love him, he is there for you. He won’t be content with just one girl if more want him and love him even if I’m that one girl.
“I can help you make the most of your body the way I do, and you can have the confidence I do, because you will know that just looking at you grabs a man by the balls, and he’s yours if you want him. It just takes a little workout every day. I can show you the exercises. It would be a great present to give Paul, to develop yourself from a cute girl into a love goddess,” Clarice said.
“Count me in. I know I’m cute, but I’ll never be as pretty as Judy or Diane or Monica. You are like in a whole different universe, Clarice, so if I can get some of what you’ve got by working out, then sign me up.” Karen said
“I promise I just want to share Paul with you guys. Since we are stuck being sister wives, we really ought to act like sisters in the best way, and help each other and look out for each other.” Clarice told them
“I have a feeling I shouldn’t trust you, but the logical part of my brain says I ought to let you teach me the workout routine so I can make the most of what I’ve got. I’ll sign the peace treaty.” Karen said
“Diane, you may not know this, but Paul has specific reasons he wants to make love with you. He says you feel completely different. He says when his cock is inside you; it feels like he’s being caressed by wet silk. He loves it, and he is not going to do without you, so please don’t worry or feel hostile.
“I couldn’t take him away from you even if I launched an all-out war,” Clarice added
“Karen, does he talk to you about other girls?” Diane wanted to know.
“I never do much talking with him. I feel like I’m starving when he’s close to me, and that I’m gonna die if I don’t have him inside me NOW! He says he likes my enthusiasm and that he can make me cum so much and so hard. He says he likes it that I scream when he makes me cum. He’s a smarter guy than you’d think, and I should talk to him more and share more of the real me with him, but I swear, just the smell of him makes me dripping wet, and then my brain’s no good for anything,” Karen said.
“Diane, has he ever talked about another girl when he’s with you?” Clarice asked.
“He talks about Monica. She really is his soul mate, you know. She thinks like he does, she is a lot smarter than she lets on. She understands him down to the deepest level. The thing he really loves about her is that she cares more about what’s good for him than what she wants for herself.
“Like when he brought you over to meet Monica, Clarice. He had no intention of even letting you know he fucks us, but Monica wanted him to know he isn’t ordinary and even the hottest movie star in the world could fall for him, and he could have you and all of us too. That actually changed him. Monica says you are good for him Clarice, and that it makes him a better husband for all of us. So I guess I’m done being pouty and bitchy and wanting him all for myself,” Diane said.
“You guys didn’t grow up with him being there for you, like I did. He was at every soccer game, made sure I knew his love was unconditional, made sure I knew it didn’t matter if I messed up in a game as long as I was trying my best. Mom was a cold fish. Dad gave me the love and warmth for two parents. So I was always crazy about him.
“Then I got my first big shot of puberty hormones, and suddenly I didn’t just love him as my dad, I was IN LOVE with him like a woman loves a man. When my sexual desire started growing, it was natural that he’d be the man I wanted to give myself to.
“I worked for two years to get him ready so he wouldn’t argue when I said, “Take me, I’m yours.” Do you have any idea how destroyed I was when you snuck into his bed and you made him yours first, Diane?”
“I get why you feel that way Monica. I didn’t think I was stealing him from you. Truthfully, I thought you weren’t really serious, and that the incest taboo would stop you from actually fucking him.
“You kinda got even with me Monica when you had your little talk with him and got it through to him that you, Karen, and Judy loved him as much as I do, and were just as serious about being his wives. That really changed his thinking, and he even started fighting his preference for me so he could be fair to all of us, so you kinda took him back from me,” Diane said.
“That wasn’t to get back at you Diane. That was to help him grow, and to give him the self-confidence he needed to take what was best for him. I could easily argue that I can give him what’s best for him, but you know that’s not true, even when you put yourself in that position. I can’t give him what each of you does, and you can’t give him what I do. It’s time we put a stop to the history of harem intrigue, scheming, plotting, and general female nastiness. “We really do need to be sisters, the way Clarice says,” Monica said.
I took Judy to one of the guest bedrooms. She was wrapped around me, and looking up at me with adoring eyes. I loved that I had been able to get her too hot for her fears and doubts to strangle her sexual desire, and that just a little foreplay had turned her need for me from smoldering embers to a raging fire. Then when I had her on fire for me, I was able to make her cum until she was worn out, totally satisfied, and sure she loved me and couldn’t live without me.
We walked into the breakfast room where everyone was sitting. Judy was still wrapped around me, and her face showed I’d taken her to paradise. I pulled out a chair for her, and she sank into it.
“Well girls, forget anything I said this week. I had no idea what I was talking about. I was totally delusional. There is no way I can live without him. I need what he does for me, and if I have to share, oh well,” Judy said.
I kissed Judy and then said, “Karen, I’ve missed you. Let’s go make up for lost time.”
She hopped up and launched herself at me. I took her in my arms and kissed her, putting all of my consciousness into the kiss.
She grinned because she felt me pretending I was flicking her clit with my mind. We had a little private joke about what we would do if we had telekinetic power. She took my hand and pulled me toward the bedrooms.
“Let me show you how much I missed you Paulie.” She said.
I opened the door to another bedroom. I was using a different room for each girl, so she would feel special and loved as an individual person.
I’d worked it all out with Clarice, and we had picked the rooms for each girl so the decor would complement her hair color and skin tone or go with her taste.
“We were talking about you Paulie,” Karen said.
“Did you reach any conclusions?” I asked.
“Clarice and Monica say you love each of us different, and you wouldn’t be happy if you didn’t have all of us. Is that true Paul? Would you be unhappy if you didn’t have me? I mean you’ve got Clarice Jones totally in love with you and your hot daughter is completely yours. Diane’s been in love with you for years, and she’ll share just to get to have you. You’ve got Judy wrapped around your finger. That’s four totally hot girls who want to fuck you as much as you’ll let them. Isn’t that enough? What the hell do you need tall, skinny, geeky me for?” Karen asked.
“It’s totally true that I love each of you girls and that each of you is special to me in your own way. I need what each of you has to give me to feel complete and to be happy.
“You have a lot of insecurities about your looks Karen, and you just don’t need to. You are a pretty girl and when you don’t hide your hella-fit body, you are sexy as hell. If I’m going to talk just about looks, you have such a tight shapely bottom, it drives me wild for you. I like the way your hips are really slim and your whole body is the anthesis of the Kardashian Kows. When we are making love there are some visual things about you that get me hotter than anyone. Number one is your long, slim legs. I adore having your ankles on my shoulders when I eat your pussy or when I fuck you. It just makes me feel so excited to have you open yourself to me so completely. I get this whole set of feelings when I look at your hot body and you are all opened up to take me inside you like that. It feels like all of me goes inside you and we just become one person when we are coupled like that.
“I like that you are smart. I adore that you are so passionate and I’m addicted to the way you cum so hard and don’t have any inhibitions showing me how much you like the way I make you feel and how hard I make you cum. I definitely need you Karen, and I won’t be happy without you. It may be conceited, but I am really sure I can love you better and make you happier than any other person in the world, even if you do have to share me,” I said.
“I was always the organizer of our group, and I know before we started fucking, you thought I was the smartest. When it became clear you were really going to satisfy our curiosity and our needs, my suppressed desire just got out of control and took over. All I could think about was getting you in me as quickly as possible and getting fucked hard and deep from minute one to minute last of whatever time we had together.
“My brain goes numb when I’m around you, and all I can think about is getting your cock as deep in my pussy as possible, as fast as possible. Because of that we haven’t talked, so you don’t know me very well.
“You know Monica and Clarice really well, and you are in synch. Diane knows you pretty well too because she’s been so deeply in love with you for so long, so she has been paying attention to everything you’ve said for years. I think Judy and me are the ones you know the least deeply. You can read my body and know what my tits, clit, and pussy need, but I want to belong to you completely. I want you to know the inside of my brain and all the dark corners, so you can just whisper in my ear and make me wet and aching to have you inside me,” Karen said.
“How do you think it will it feel when you belong to me completely?” I asked.
“Soft, hot, wet, tight, female, and when I take you inside me, it feels like you take me inside of you. Safe, loved, cared about and cared for. All those feelings make me white hot inside and make me need to fuck you hard and wildly, and for ever and ever. You already know what my body needs, but I want you to know me so well you know what my brain needs too,” Karen said.
“You know your body already told me everything you just said when we were making love and your body told me even more when we were fucking each other. I know it isn’t real for a girl until it’s been talked about and said out loud, so it’s good we are talking about it now,” I said.
“That’s not really what’s on your mind though, is it Karen?” I asked.
“No, I want to know why you love me or what there is about me that made you love me,” Karen said.
“So my thinking you are smart and my wanting you because you are pretty and have a tall, slim, sexy body isn’t enough?” I asked.
“No. Get detailed. Get graphic. I don’t feel pretty like Judy and Monica are. I think my body is OK, but not HOT like Clarice’s. I’m so tall, I can’t be cute like Diane. Why do you want ME?” Karen demanded.
“Well, I’ve been attracted to you for years, but of course I never wanted to do anything that would make you upset or make you think I was creepy so you wouldn’t want to hang out with Monica. The truth is, I’ve wanted to see you naked since you were eleven. I thought you hid your body, and I wanted to see all your secrets.
“Somehow all the times I saw you in a swimsuit and then in a bikini just didn’t seem naked enough. As you got taller, I wanted to see you with your legs up over my shoulders, and either my face or my cock buried in your pussy. I imagined it more and more as you got older and your breasts got bigger and made your body look even sexier.
“I like your slim hips. I like your slender thighs. I like your thigh gap, and I’ve wanted to stick my hand in it and wrap my hand around your mound so I could cup and caress your vulva. I’ve dreamed of doing that for a long, long time. I don’t like the same things the media think men like in a woman. I think Kim Kardashian is a ghastly caricature, not a woman I’d want to be with. Everything about you matches my mental image of what is hot and sexy and desirable. Unlike a lot of guys, your being smart has a lot to do with my wanting you.
“But you want to know about more than me lusting for your hot body,” I said.
“Well, I like hearing that you do lust for me Paul. I need to know I’m not getting a pity fuck. As you can tell I’m pretty insecure about my body and my looks. It helps me a lot when you tell me in detail what you’ve daydreamed about and that you’ve been wanting me as long as the other girls. I especially like it when you kinda repeat some things, because it makes them seem TRUE to me,” Karen said
“Oh honey, you are getting intentionally fucked because I get crazy hot looking at you, and I need to be in you and feeling you. Of course, I love hearing you cum, and knowing I can inflame your passions and give you pleasure, orgasms, and satisfaction.
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Incest Porn SitesThanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
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The Fappening‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...
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Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...
After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
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He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...