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The petite young Filipina was on her first trip away from the Philippines as a gift from her parents for graduating from high school with excellent marks.Her parents had decided she was responsible and trustworthy enough to go on her dream vacation to America - alone.

Maricel was indeed a very responsible young girl -she stuck to her studies and never went on dates with boys.

Today, her 18th birthday, Maricel took a tour bus to see the Blue Ridge Mountains in the state of Georgia. She wore a black, tank top, a black mini-skirt, black stockings, black shoes and red panties. She hadn’t bothered with a bra since her petite, A-cup breasts hardly needed support. All in all, it was a very appropriate color scheme given that this would be the blackest day in young Maricel’s life.

The bus wove up a long, winding, dirt road and stopped at a remote scenic spot for everyone to take pictures.

Maricel wandered off down a narrow trail exploring. Hurrying back when she realized she had been away for over a half hour, she found the bus had already left. Obviously the driver omitted to do a head count.

Maricel was in a panic until an old battered Jeep pulled up with some burly men with guns, hunters probably.

In great relief, she explained that she had been accidentally stranded and asked for their help. The wide grins on their faces showed they would be very helpful indeed.

While talking with the four men Maricel remarked that it was a bit chilly up in the mountains. The tank top, leaving her arms completely bare to the shoulders, and the mini-skirt, leaving her legs bare 6 inches above the knee were the reasons she felt cold.

The big guy (50ish) wearing a red plaid shirt and jeans asked, “You missed the bus? Awww, that’s too bad. You’re not all alone are you?” He seemed to ask the last question in a rather hopeful manner.

“Yes, sir. I am alone. My Mom and Dad gave me this trip to America as a present for graduating from high school. I’m from the Philippines. Sooo…can you help me, please?” Maricel smile shyly and innocently at these kind gentlemen feeling her face become warm at the embarrassment of having to ask strangers for help.

She politely stepped back a few feet so the men could discuss whether they really wanted to help.

The reality of it is that these three brawny ex-servicemen, realizing that she was completely alone and, therefore, entirely at their mercy were grinning in anticipation of teaching an innocent young Filipina woman how to fuck; whether she wanted to or not was not relevant in their minds. They were all in agreement. Maricel’s youth, origins and obvious naivety branded her as an exotic virgin, ripe for the plucking.

The youngest one (late 30s) smiled and said, “Ma’am we’d be delighted to show you our southern hospitality.” Too bad Maricel wasn’t wiser in the ways of the world or she would realize that kind smile on his face was actually a smirk and that he didn’t care about her plight at all.

A 40ish man in a blue sleeveless flannel shirt opened the rear door of the Jeep and waved her in. Getting in, Maricel secretly admired his muscular arms, in fact, her mind reflected on how all the men were so strong and good-looking. Luckily she was in firm control of her emotions and quickly stifled those thoughts.

To Maricel’s astonishment, the Jeep sped up the hill, not down.

The big guy with the red plaid shirt kept looking at her in the rear view mirror and the youngest man kept turning his head to smile at her (actually he was ogling her chest).

As the Jeep roared up the steep, muddy hill Maricel felt a hand on her slender leg. Shocked, she tried to push it away but the guy was very strong and just kept sliding his hand higher on her soft flesh. She started babbling in a panic asking him to stop asking the guys in the front to stop him.

The man feeling her leg complained, “Will you shut the fuck up kid? Your yapping is giving me a headache.” One arm around her to hold her still, his hand now slid to her belly, pushed under the tank top and reached her left small tit which he promptly squeezed.

Maricel, in a blind panic, tried to jump up realizing she was in truly serious trouble. Her nipples hardened either from the cold or the man’s squeezing.

Just then the Jeep pulled up at a campsite with a big brown tent, various ropes strung from tree to tree, probably to hang things from judging by the big meat hook dangling from a large tree limb.

The big man called out, “Let’s arm wrestle to see who gets the first crack at this bitches’ cherry. I haven’t fucked a Filipina in years. Hope she’s as tight as the last one. Speaking of which, I wonder if that one ever got out of the hospital. She kept trying to bite me so I bashed her face in.”

The big man in the blue sleeveless shirt yanked Maricel out of the Jeep, swung her up onto his broad shoulders so her legs hung down his chest and her crotch was crushed against the muscles of his neck. He pulled down on her arms so that her tits were squashed against the top of his head as he eagerly watched the 50yr old and the 30yr old start the arm-wrestling competition.

Tying your hands together, the big man slipped Maricel’s tied hands over the big meat hook and laughed as he left her dangling from the tree. Her back was to the tree and her toes barely touched the ground.

A bit of background on the hunters:

Sam, the oldest guy, 53, was a dishonorably discharged ex-marine major; he had been caught stealing money from the canteen.

Sam’s brother, Bobby, 47, the one who groped Maricel before tying her to the tree had been discharged dishonorably from the army; while overseas, he’d had “intimate relations” with a Korean lady who apparently didn’t want to have “intimate relations”.

Sam’s son, Josh, 35, had also managed to get kicked out of the marines; he had behaved improperly overseas to a local politician’s wife. The politician complained; his wife did not, instead, she offered to give Josh some “private” lessons in cross-cultural sensitivity.

In other words, they were a family of ne’er do wells.

Dangling helplessly from the hook Maricel swing her head left to right taking in the scene. Bobby had turned to watch Sam and Josh arm-wrestle on a tree stump. Sam and Josh struggled, their biceps bulging, but Sam, clearly the stronger (and smarter) slowly forced Josh’s arm lower, then poked Josh in the ribs causing him to lose his concentration resulting in Sam triumphantly pinning his arm to the tree stump.

“No FAIR!” yelled Josh knocking Sam to the ground. As they struggled on the ground, Maricel heard Bobby laugh, “All’s fair when there’s a sweet bitch to fuck.”

Bobby reached toward Maricel, seized the top of her black mini-skirt and, despite her vigorous kicking, yanked downward letting the mini-skirt fall to Maricel’s ankles. He whistled seeing her cute red panties. The black stockings were just that, stockings coming up to the tops of Maricel’s slender, young, brown legs. She had bought them at a local store out of curiosity instead of purchasing her usual panty hose.

In no time, Bobby had his pants off allowing Maricel to see an enormous tent post sticking out of his jockey shorts. Maricel’s eyes widened and she screamed and tried kicking at him.

It was no use. Bobby whipped off his shirt and shorts off letting Maricel stare at his very long, thick ramrod. His balls hung nicely between his legs.

Gripping her tank top, Bobby took out his big hunting knife and sliced the straps over Maricel’s shoulders allowing him to pull her shirt down to her ankles where it sat atop her now discarded skirt.

Dangling from the hook her modesty now only protected by her thin red panties, Maricel’s pale yellow skin started to get goose bumps from the cool air. Bobby stared at her petite conical tits; they barely stuck out an inch from her chest. The small nipples were fully erect. Maricel’s body trembled with fear.

Another flick of the knife and Maricel’s panties became rags on the ground letting Bobby see her delicious snatch barely covered by a tiny, neat thatch of dark hair. His grinned widened knowing this cunt would be small and tight. He grabbed her, folding his bare arms around her naked, young body, letting her feel his rock hard body. His cock squashed against her bare tummy poking her belly button.

Feeling a hot, hard, swollen cock against her soft body for the very first time, Maricel felt her entire body start to flush with heat; her legs reflexively wrapped themselves around Bobby straining against his naked, muscular, hairy body.

A moan escapes her lips as she pleaded, “Stop! Stop! Please, please, Sir!! Stop! I’ve never done this before! Please stop! It’s my birthday! Please don’t do this!”

Her breathy plea reached everyone’s ears and Sam jumped up realizing he was about to lose his prize. Josh rolled over, sat up and grinned realizing his dear old Dad had lost after all.

Sam slammed Bobby’s head and yanked him off Maricel tossing him to the muddy ground.

Triumphantly, Sam, the winner, leered at her naked young, soft body. Leisurely he stripped while staring into her eyes.

“Well, honey.” He said, “Looks like you’re all mine now. It’s been a long time since I had little titties like yours. They’re kinda small but bite size and you may have noticed I am kinda hungry.” Chuckling at his own joke he moved closer, adding, “And I am rather fond of fresh honey.”

Grasping her legs he swung them up and over his shoulder bringing her bare pussy up to his face so that Maricel’s whole body was basically horizontal with her head now hanging down facing the tree. His hands held her naked, firm butt as he quickly put his lips against her defenseless, wet, naked cunt, sticking his tongue out and sliding it up and down the crack of her pussy hole. Maricel’s whole body shuddered, never having experienced such a sensation before.

Sam’s tongue poked at her hot love button making her sweet body shudder.

Sam paused, saying, “Are you hungry? Would you like a sausage?” And, with that, he slipped her still tied hands off the hook, tossed her slightly up in the air and flipped her over so her body now hung down the front of his hairy, hard body. Her legs were once again draped over his shoulders and his tongue again attacked her defenseless, bare cunt. Sam alternately jabbed his tongue at her love button and seized her love button with his lips sucking hard. Maricel began to lose control.

Maricel’s head hung down just above Sam’s hairy cock and balls. In fact, the tip of his hot cock had made a damp spot on her petite nose. A hand grabbed her hair and twisted her head down so that her lips were now forced against Sam’s cock head. Bobby’s voice growled threateningly, “Suck it girly.”

Hesitantly opening her lips, because obviously she’d never done this before, she felt the hot, pulsating member ease into her mouth over her tongue. The hand on her head forced it forward till it reached her throat. Trying to push it back with her tongue she tasted a drop of salty liquid. Her lips closed as she reluctantly started exploring this new taste sensation, running her tongue up and down the warm, vibrating member. It was just like Sam had said; a big sausage.

Sam continued assaulting her wet pussy and a large hand slapped each cheek of your ass until they throbbed. Two cocks rub against the small of her back leaving a damp feeling. A bearded face, Bobby’s, started licking her ass. The beard scraped against her bare ass cheek.

Sam paused again, saying, “Geez guys, this bitch is really hot. You wouldn’t believe how wet her pussy is.” Then he continued, “Josh quit yanking on your rod, you won’t have anything left for this sweet honey pot.”

The tongue returns to your wet pussy and plunges in as far as it can to sop up your hot juices. The cock in your mouth continues to quiver as Sam rocks his body back and forth as if fucking your soft mouth.

Sam’s tongue plunged deeper into her juicy honey pot; his hips continued to rock back and forth fucking her delicious little mouth. Although the blood rushed to her head, she continued to suck Sam’s throbbing hot cock. His large ball sack, dangling down onto her nose and eyes felt so warm and soft although the hairs on his balls tickled.

Maricel’s bound hands moved to his heavy sack and lifted it from her nose as she started squeezing and pulling on the fully loaded sack. The nuts inside made her shiver in anticipation. Would this fully loaded sack empty itself completely or would there be enough for seconds? What strange thoughts ran through her normally responsible and studious little mind!

Her petite, virgin body shuddered as Sam continued to assail her young pussy. Was this what she had missed through out her high school days?

His hot, hard cock continued to pump vigorously inside her mouth as she tried to give it the service it deserved. Too bad she had no experience, but, at least she gave it her best effort.

Suddenly she was startled as Sam’s raging member started jerking spasmodically emptying shot after shot of hot, salty liquid in her mouth. Sam gasped as he stopped ravaging her cunt.

As the load of salty, sticky cum oozed out of her mouth and rolled downward (actually upward given that she was upside down) toward her eyebrows, her own body started to spasm uncontrollably just as it sometimes did when she fingered herself in the bath.

As her spasms slowed she gasped, “Please, put me down, I’m dizzy.”

Sam unceremoniously let go and she crashed to the ground just in time to hear Josh call out, “OK, move over, it’s my turn.”

“Go jerk off. I’m not done. I got plenty more to fill her bare twat.” Sam retorted. Obviously he was not finished.

Pushing her legs apart he knelt and she could see his cock remained fully erect. Lying on top of her, his muscles seemed to push her into the ground as he directed his still raging cock directly into her wet pussy hole. One inch. Two inches. He teased her by moving it slowly in and out until he eventually reached an obstruction. Satisfied, he grinned and yelled, “She really is a virgin! Watch this!”

Quickly he rammed his rod ahead so hard Maricel gasped feeling the sudden pain. Now Sam started pumping at high speed, his triumphant rod rapidly moving in and out of her hot pussy. Her eyes squeezed shut; she gasped over and over as this new experience overwhelmed her senses. Within seconds her body once again spasmed uncontrollably.

Sam rammed over and over at full throttle until he, too, spasmed uncontrollably. His rod once again shot load after load into her filling her no longer virgin cunt with his virile seed.

Sam slowly relaxed, got up, smiled and announced, “NEXT!”

Josh hauled Maricel to her knees so that his cock almost touched her face and said, “Lick me. Suck me. Suck every drop and do it quick. I want to fuck your pussy after.”

Staring at his eager cock she opened her mouth to let the throbbing member enter. It was only the second cock she had ever felt. As the warm cock entered and slid across her wet tongue, she could taste the salty flavor of his precum. His moist dribblings were mouth wateringly good.

He did not intend to take his time. His cock rubbed rapidly back and forth over her tongue and within seconds he jerked uncontrollably as his salty goo gushed down her throat. She heard him moan with pleasure.

Josh forced her to crouch down on her hands and knees, her cute, petite ass sticking up in the air. His cock, still hard, rubbed at her pussy lips as he sought entry to her tight, hot, wet cunt. His muscular arms wrapped around her, grabbing onto the petite tits barely jutting out from her chest. Josh gave them a few good squeezes and pulled on her nipples.

Maricel felt his still rigid cock slide into her pussy as he started rhythmically and quickly ramming her little body. He had such a firm grip on her that it was impossible to move an inch; she was completely under his control.

Josh groaned, “Faster, faster. Fuck your little birthday cunt.”

Josh continued slamming his rod deep into her cunt. Maricel’s eyes watered.

Josh gave a sudden shudder and groaned as another load of man-seed entered Maricel’s body. Too bad it was her most fertile time of the month!

As Josh rolled off her, Maricel looked up to see Bobby glaring down at her cum-splattered form.

She could feel the heat of his eyes as he looked her over. His elder brother Sam had fucked her like a stallion; her virgin blood was still wet on his heavy pendulous cock. Bobby’s nephew Josh had ravished her like a wolf, and both men had spilled their seed in her mouth.

Now, looking up at her third assailant, she saw his eyes become flat and hard, hard as an erection, and she knew he was furious at being last, and he planned to avenge his manhood by taking her the hardest.

Her poor bruised and abused cunt, still full of the other men’s seed quivered in anticipation.

Faster than she thought possible from such a big man, he grabbed her and hauled her by her hair so that her nose slammed into his hard cock. He growled high above her, "Suck on this, bitch." She could hear the anger in his voice, and without thinking, she sucked, not on his cock but on his balls.

They are so heavy. She couldn’t swallow them both at once, so she swallowed only one, and moaned with pleasure at having such a morsel in her mouth. The taste was wild and she imagined a bull high on a hilltop, horns majestically outlined against the sky.

Wet with her saliva, she let it slip from her mouth and swallowed the other. Again she moaned at the rich harsh flavor of the sweat of his balls.

Her eyes are closed like a suckling infant's when she finally wrapped her lips around his extra long, thick cock. Bobby grabbed her head in his big hands and began to fuck her. Only with difficulty did she avoid gagging on his tool as he brutally violated her mouth. His wet balls slapped against her chin as he grunted with each thrust.

"Stupid Filipino bitch," he growled, but she heard the undertone of satisfaction in his deep southern-accented voice. "Sam and that little piss ass Josh may have gotten to you first, but you’re never gonna forget me. I guarantee that."

He laid her on the ground and she could feel his hard cock not softening at all. He grabbed her ankles and suddenly they were around his bull neck. His dark bearded face was inches away from hers and he positioned his weapon between her thighs, until the fiercely red head was against her poor, bruised, bleeding lips. He pushed and she screamed again in pain and pleasure, arching her back, as he speared her in one thrust.

He went deeper into her than either his brother or his nephew. Bobby shoved his cock into her in long powerful strokes, withdrawing all but the last two inches of his big meaty cock before slamming it back in again, and soon Maricel screamed with an orgasm. Her nipples were so hard and she derived pleasure from the scratchiness of his chest hair against her tender flesh.

Bobby gasped with pleasure but he continued to fuck her. Maricel writhed like she was possessed; her small body inundated with pleasure.

Her second orgasm from his fucking caused Bobby to lose control. He reared and he roared and his thrusts become erratic as he slammed into her with bruising force. His fucking gave her too much pleasure. She just came and came. Finally he blasted in her like a white wave of cannon fire.

Bobby wandered back to share a beer with Sam and Josh.

Sam has just finished his fourth beer when he suddenly remembers; there’s a little Filipina bitch around here somewhere; tasted good, almost as good as the beer.
Staggering over to Maricel’s resting spot (a heap of leaves on top of a mud puddle) Sam grunted: “Well, what should we do with you?”

Maricel hesitantly looked up seeing his shrunken cock and asked, “What do you mean? You are going to let me go aren’t you?”

Sam laughed, “Depends. If it were up to my brother, he’d probably just dig a deep hole, stick you in it and fill it in again. ‘Course, me and Josh are a bit politer than that. Besides, you were real co-operative and tasted mighty satisfying. Maybe we’ll just keep you here the rest of the season before disposing of your hide or maybe we’ll let you go. Dunno; need to think on it.”

Maricel’s eyes widened in shock, and she pled abjectly, “Please don’t kill me! I won’t tell anyone! Please let me go! No one will know! Please, please!”

Sam had already wandered back to the others and engaged in a quiet chat with them. Every few seconds one or other of Maricel’s burly, still naked captors cast a glance toward her, sometimes scowling, sometimes admiring her petite, naked, defenseless body.

Several minutes and another can of beer later, Sam unsteadily made his way back to her resting spot. “Today’s your lucky day bitch. You get to go. We’ll drop you where we found you. I’ll even untie you.” As he said this, she noticed his rod had swung upright once more.

Picking her up, Sam hugged her tight forcing her legs to wrap themselves around his hard waist. She felt his rigid cock nestle itself between her legs lightly pressed against her pussy lips. Reaching down, he adjusted his cock so it aimed directly at her cunt hole and rammed it forward, plunging all the way in on the first try.

Maricel’s legs tightened around his waist and her eyes close realizing that she was being fucked for the seventh time in one afternoon.

Hot lips embraced her soft lips. A tongue entered attacking her small, weak tongue. Two hands squeezed her tiny conical tits. Two hands held her ass as Sam thrust again and again.

Four Hands!!??

Opening her eyes Maricel realized it was Josh kissing her and squeezing her tits while Sam fucked her! It was a joint father-son effort!

She felt Josh’s rod bumping her ass every time Sam thrust. Josh’s rod, becoming moist started pressing against her asshole as he searched for entry while continuing to kiss her and fondle her little tits.

Josh’s rod slowly slid in her ass popping through the resisting hole.

It hurt!

A cock in her ass, a cock in her cunt! Her body was so hot! Her nipples rock hard, her cunt incredibly juicy.

Wave after wave of convulsions and spasms sweep up and down her body and yet the fucking continued.

Josh’s hot rod pushed and pushed in her ass. Sam’s untiring artillery piece continued to hammer at her sopping wet pussy hole. Josh’s tongue, jammed into her mouth, wouldn’t let her breathe. Her tits felt as though they had been squished like ripe tomatoes.

Sam gasped, “Oh, Jesus, shit!” as his cannon finally blasted its remaining load into her. About the same time she felt Josh’s rod jerk several times as his remaining dribblings shot into her no longer virgin ass.

Having finally finished, Sam just let go and walked away letting her fall off Josh’s cock landing once again on her bed of leaves.

Looking up in total exhaustion she saw the three men slowly dress while giving each other the thumbs up.

She slowly hobbled to the Jeep after Sam nodded for her to get in. Looking around she ask, “Uhh. My clothes please?”

Sam just laughed as Bobby and Josh piled in beside her naked body. Sam put the Jeep in gear and they roared back down the mountainside, quickly reaching the place the tour bus had left her.

Bobby shoved her naked, out the door and the Jeep roared off. All she heard was the sound of the men’s guffawing receding into the distance.

Just as the Jeep rounded the corner, she gratefully saw her mini-skirt and ripped tank top fly out the window.

Running at top speed to retrieve her clothes, she stooped, picked up the skirt and torn tank top just as she heard the sound of a bus speeding into the parking lot. Her tour bus had returned having finally realized it was missing one passenger.

Yanking the tank top over her head, she hoped no one had realized she was stark naked. The tank top barely stayed up, being held in place only by her petite breasts because the men had broken the all-important straps on the top.

She slowly boarded the bus in considerable embarrassment. The driver remarked, “Geez, what happened to you honey?”

Maricel replied, “I…I…fell down…um…um…an embankment. That’s all.” Avoiding his eyes, and everyone else’s for that matter, she looked for an empty seat. Halfway back a middle-aged woman waved to her and offered the empty seat beside her.

Sighing in relief as the bus pulled out to the highway, Maricel closed her eyes only to feel a hand on her leg. The woman next to her whispered desultorily in her ear, “Honey, you look like you’ve had a rough time. Tell you what, when we get back to the hotel, you come to my room and I’ll give you a real good body massage.” Her hand started moving up and down Maricel’s leg.

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Coming to America

The silver Lear Jet flew high above the giant city, Flashing in the sunlight. Nikki couldn’t believe her eyes. She had never seen a city so large, all she could do was look and wonder. Truly America was the land of opportunity, and this strange city called New York only proved beyond doubt that this was so. Growing up in a tiny village in the middle of the huge Kuroz forests of Siberian Russia hadn’t prepared her for a sight like this. Winning the opportunity to come to...

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Nikki Comes To America

Scott was drunk. He’d had a terrible day, and just wanted to loose himself in a funk of alcohol. He was sick at heart, and felt that he just couldn’t take it any more. He knew that he was one of the most success- ful business men in the world, but sometimes everything just seemed to overwhelm him and he just had to go away and drown himself in sorrow for a day or two. It never made him feel better, but he just couldn’t help him- self. He guessed it was his one serious...

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My Korean WifeChapter 2 Middle America

We are in Kansas Toto. From Korea the Army reassigned me to Ft. Riley Kansas, a small base near Manhattan Kansas where Kansas University is located. They sent me over first and my wife, Hae-eu, followed in four months. To say moving to America was a culture shock to my wife was a major understatement. It took her three months just to stop crying. She missed her family and everything Korean. Her home sickness was literally making her ill. By the end of the first year she was beginning to...

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In America

THIS IS NOT TRUE AT ALL. DON'T TAKE SERIOUSLY It was yet another Friday, and Devon was sitting in his last class watching the clock. His teacher handed back the grades from the last debate and Devon, as usual, had gottan a 100%. He began to wonder if being able to convince people to do things would be useful in his high school life. While thinking, his eyes landed upon the new girl, Maria. She had just moved a week ago from Peru. Her skin was a light tan, her hair long and black. Her breasts...

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Strong Men in Modern America

Samuel here. I’ve been called many things. From sadistic misanthrope to freak. From cruel and unusual bastard to literary genius. Well, many people can’t agree on what to make of me. I’m the writer whose stories show men and women at their best and worst. There are bad men and bad women in this world. The media and society at large thinks of women as saints and heroes while they think of men as villains and buffoons. Well, I think villainy is inherently part of both sexes. I also see television...

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Black Zombies Of America

Do you know what it’s like to be hunted? Well, I do. Night after night they come for me. All because of what I am. It’s not easy being a zombie in a world full of humans, folks. I didn’t choose this. It’s not much of a life but it’s all I’ve got. And I’ll be damned if I simply let them take it from me. Here I am, roaming through the woods of rural Massachusetts, being tracked down by men and women with guns, and those damn dogs they use to sniff out my kind. I’m injured, tired and it’s...

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Age of Consent in North America

The ages of consent for sexual activity vary by jurisdiction across North America. Overview ... The age of consent is the age at or above which a person is considered to have the legal capacity to consent to sexual activity. Both partners must be of legal age to give consent, although exceptions may exist when both partners are within a certain number of years in age. Persons below the age of consent may not, by law, give consent, and sexual relations involving such persons may be punished...

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Horny Sweet Indian Aunty In America

Hello friends, my name is Imran from Detroit Michigan, USA. I want to share my real experience with you guys, please give me your feedback at my email id (). If anybody want to be a friend just reply to my id. I had a lot of sex experience with the my girl friends. This Indian aunty experience, I will not forget in my whole life. I have a 7 inch long and 2.5inch thick size of tool and women definitely love it. Here is the story I used to stay in the Indian community in Michigan Area, In America...

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Letter from America

The letter from America1968Martin White and his wife Sarah were lying in bed .It wasn’t late in fact it was hardly dark but they had decided on an early night.Martin had decided to give “Don Quixote” another chance but his heart just wasn’t in it.Martin let the book tumble from his hand as it made a satisfying “clump” on the bedroom carpet ……“Fuck it” said Martin “I’ve seen the movie , why do I bother” ?Martin was typically English if there is...

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To America

To America A Short Story Sequel to "From Russia" inspired by a Captioned Image By Maryanne Peters Jana's Story "It's OK honey," said John, holding Jana close and stroking her long blonde hair. "We can take steps. We can go to a fertility specialist. It could be me - lack of sperm. I am so much older than you." "It's not you John, it's me," she whimpered. "You don't know that." "I do," she said. "I know it for sure. I can never have children. You see, John, I haven't...

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WELCOME TO AMERICA

WELCOME TO AMERICA After eighteen years, the Company that my husband and I started when we first got married had finally struck gold, the years of going without many things, may have finally ended. Our biggest setback was my car accident, which had left me with two useless legs from mid thigh down, and confined to a wheel chair for life. We had both just accepted that and got on with our lives. Our biggest customer, an American conglomerate wanted to buy up the whole business for three million...

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EK SACHI KAHANI FROM AMERICA

HI TO ALL ISS READERS. THIS IS MY FIRST STORY. FIRST OF ALL I WANNA TELL U PPL THAT I AM FROM USA(NEWYORK) AND I’VE BEEN HERE FOR LIKE 7 YRS. my name is jeetu. i’m a punjabi munda 5’9″ tall average body. i know readin in english story doesnt give any feelin so im going 2 tell my story in pure hindi. AND GUYS PLEASE DON FORGET 2 REPLY ME THT HOW DID U LIKE THE STORY. MY EMAIL IS OK NOW LETS GO 2 STORY.. Jaise ke maine aapko bataya ke main USA main rehta hun 7 saal se par fir bhi main american...

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When in America

There is a proverb that says “When in Rome, do as the Romans do”. Likewise, when in America, do as the Americans do. And what do the Americans do? Eat, drink and be merry. In my 1 year in America, I did the eating and drinking. But it’s in making merry, that I got stuck up a bit. It was in the top of my mind that making merry is precisely what I want to do when I shift from my previous project at Jersey City to my new project at the outskirts of New Jersey. The office was far from where I was...

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Mr and Mrs America

We watched the casket go into the hole, sinking slowly out of sight to where, presumably, the conveyer belt took it to the ovens. Somber music played, Bach Suite No. 6 I think, I wasn't really paying that much attention. Strangely, I suddenly wondered why Mike hadn't taken care of the music himself. He was an organized guy – he had to be, details were everything in his life – so why hadn't he sorted this out? Or, maybe he had? Maybe we were listening to his selections. If that were true, I...

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Medarchy of America

It is strange that it only took a single generation under a new system of healthcare to spawn the new nation of "Medarchy of America" or M.O.A. It lies nestled in the heartland of the original lower 48 like a beacon of reason in a convoluted world. The East Coast was another story entirely with constant struggles to contain urban unrest and dwindling white populations all heading west to the heartland and M.O.A. The old U.S.A. structure was still hanging on in Washington D.C. like some...

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Voyage to America

Note : This story is completely fictional! Angus Finnegan and his Eileen were on their way to America, having left Belfast some weeks before. On the same ship were Declan and Dana O'Keefe, a brother and sister who were lovers, although they did not advertise that fact. Angus was a widower, with his wife, for whom Eileen was named, having died in childbirth with her, and he was leaving Ireland to avoid the Potato Famine of 1849. Declan and Dana were orphans, who had escaped from a Catholic...

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Daris Hilton Hates Ms Americana

Hi guys, first I have to say the main character is not anyway related to a certain hotel heiress that is sitting in a cell rat Hi guys, first I have to say the main character is not anyway related to a certain hotel heiress that is sitting in a cell rather than by pool. That would be wrong?Daris is a creation of my own. Ms Americana belongs to Mr. X. I hope you like this ENTIRELY FICTIONAL STORY. [email protected] If you are a minor, you shouldn?t be reading this story since...

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Anniversary Trip ch2 Sex Slave Stripper

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The Mens Movement in America

My name is Steve Maverick. A big and tall, reasonably good-looking young black man living in the great state of Massachusetts. I’m a rather unusual character. A man with many hobbies and interests. I like to write erotic fiction stories. I like to travel to different cities and meet new people. I’m kind of adventurous. Oh, and I’ve been called paranoid but whatever. So what if I don’t believe that every random man and woman I meet is nice? The world is full of psychos. Psycho men and psycho...

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Mens Rights Activism in America

The name is Gina. And I’ve got a secret to share with you. Oh, man. I don’t know if I can do this. This is one of womankind’s deepest secrets. The sisterhood might want my head if they found out I told on them. But I don’t care anymore. I’ve found a wonderful man who loves me. And I don’t care what the sisterhood says or does anymore. I’m an independent woman, free to love whoever I choose and screw however I damn well please. End of story. Womankind has many secrets which baffle even the...

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Racist White Women in America

My name is Sabrina Steelman. I’m a tall young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I am deeply saddened by the state of the affairs between men and women in the Black Community. The year is 2009. A Black man is President of the United States of America. A Black man is Governor of New York. A Black man is Governor of Massachusetts. There are Black men and Black women representing various states as in the Halls of Congress. Both Republicans and Democrats. Yet there have...

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Dogging comes to America

I thought about my own past of years before when I was a single male traveling around the country. I was never in one place long enough to meet the nice girls. I also went into the army at fifteen and my formative years were spent learning how to kill other human beings. For sex I found it expedient to visit adult bookstores and adult movies where guy always gave me a blow job. I actually earned a little cash this way. One night I sucked my first cock and from then on I was hooked. For...

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WELCOME TO AMERICA

WELCOME TO AMERICA After eighteen years, the Company that my husband and I started when we first got married had finally struck gold, the years of going without many things, may have finally ended. Our biggest setback was my car accident, which had left me with two useless legs from mid thigh down, and confined to a wheel chair for life. We had both just accepted that and got on with our lives. Our biggest customer, an American conglomerate wanted to buy up the whole business for three...

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Slavery in America

In a not so distant future, race relations in the United States have taken a drastic turn for the worse. Repeated, unceasing race riots plagued all the major cities. Looters roamed the streets for years straight. Government employees were continually assaulted or even killed, businesses ceased to function, the complete collapse of society was imminent. In desperation, and as a response to growing racially prejudiced sentiment in this new America, an emergency Constitutional Amendment was passed...

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Nina In America

I sat at baggage claim, logged into CHYOA like an idiot. I had wanted to write more, but instead I was reading Nina's Adventures by Inked. My manhood raged inside of my jeans as I waited. I couldn't go to the bathroom because the flight would land any minute. As if on cue, the arrival/departure board flipped to show the plane I had been waiting on had landed. My guest was here. I stood up holding a sign that said LeoKnowsBest. Even still, I noticed her before she noticed me. She had on rock...

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My First Bisexual Experience In America

I have always been curious, for as long as I have seen my first porn movie. I love eating pussy for hours…but the more porn i watched…more i got curious about how the cock would feel in mouth since the actresses seem to devour it in haste… As the months and days went by…i never took any action on my part to make any of this real… Even after I came to US, I had kept this curiosity to myself for years…and one year…I was alone home as my GF went to visit her parents…after few weeks of staying...

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My great experience with my student in america

Hi, I’m John from Bombay. When we were growing up in Chembur, Bombay we Had lots of fun with Kamvaali baais and these are fond memories now. This story is about my sexual adventures in America back in the late 80’s When I came here to study. I came to the University of Kentucky to study my Computer Engineering and lived with An Indian family to cut down on my rent. This as a middle aged couple and they Had a 19 year old daughter. As time went by I became very good friends with all of them And...

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Sex in United States of America

Hello Friends I read many stories here and I really liked every one of them and this gave me courage to share my experiences with all of you. This is my 6th story. Now let me tell u about myself I am 26 male from Hyderabad (India). This is the story when I visited America I am good looking, 5.9 ” Height, 67 Kgs Weight, 7 ” rod. My name is Gold Guy (Name Changer). I would like to share my story. This happened when I moved to New York city for my first job. I was doing Masters earlier in a...

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The Patriarchy of America

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The Grim ReaperChapter 36 The Concert for America

July 4, 2006 The day after I got back to Anaconda Three, things began to get complicated. Major Duckworth and Captain Vernier flew in on a Blackhawk early in the morning and immediately went to see Lieutenant Southerland. I didn’t see them, but everybody knew that the captain had flown in with a major nobody had seen before. You always tried to keep track of where the officers were, if for no other reason than to get ready for whatever nutty idea they came up with next. It was universally...

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Fifteen Forever Girls from Outer SpaceChapter 12 America

Strawberry pancakes and maple syrup! What a thing to have for breakfast! Epic. It was incredibly serious why they were here, but Grace couldn’t help being excited. San Francisco. America. This huge hotel with all glass and so much space, including a huge swimming pool that she’d had a swim in already with Mia. It was true: everything WAS bigger over here. She was looking forward to driving down to Mountain View in their dark red ‘rental’. She played with pronouncing it ‘rennle’ in her head....

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Adventures of a Chinese Girl in America

I came to this country without any ideo of what sex was. I was 18 years old. I known that that sounds awful, but my parents made very sure that my sister Ching and I led a sheltered life while we lived in China. Well, they didn't care so much about me; you see, Ching was always their favorite. She was always the beautiful one, one year older and with the most perfect body you could imagine. Her breasts, thighs, legs, everything was perfect; guys would come to see her in China, but quickly...

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Bagal Ki Ladki Tripti Ko Choda

Mera naam v.Singh hai ye baat hai 27dec 2012 ki mere yaha ek ladki hai jiska naam tripti singh(priti) uski height 5feet3inch hai kamar28 aur gaand32aur chuchi26 hai mere hi khandan ki ladki hai wo dekhne me bahut hi sundar aur sexy hai usko jo ek baar dekh le uska use chodne ka hi mann kare main bhi usko chodne ke liye bahut dine pichhe padda tha jaisa ki main bata du main gaon me mobile me koi dikkat aa jaye to usko main thik kar deta aur usne naya mobile kharida usko mobile chalana nahi aata...

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Rosalyns trip to a stripclub 09222012

I would like to share and tell you all about my trip tonight to a stripclub. It all started when I left the local bar after having a few drinks and hanging out with some co-workers. I then decided to go to the nearest stripclub, lucky for me I had a free-pass for the place in question :). I went in bought a beer and checked out the "dancers" I am ass and titty type of girl. After like a half hour of looking around and listening to the music I was approached by a "dancer" who called herself...

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The Day Of My Marriage Was The Most Shocking Day Of My Life

Hi i am jay , 27 , 5’6 feet tall , not so build up , i am working current in a company and its not that easy to bring the grocery home , my life has not been quite smooth according to others but guess what? I am always a fighter no matter what . Anyways so lets not get all philosophically carried away , its a real story based on my life and this will plunge into an eye opener according to what i saw you may find it shocked or kinky or arousing or ashamed or broken , yes this happened to me...

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Couples kinky shocking fantasy come true

The following story is true but the names have been changed to protect our privacy. Shannon and I dated for about a year back in the 90s in college, It didn't last and we went our separate ways. Fast forward 10 years and she had just ended a long term relationship that she ended mainly for the age difference as she was 42 and he was 27. So we started seeing each other and after a couple weeks, I asked her about him and she brings out a picture of him in a towel and he looked like a model. I...

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Shocking News

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Shocking my voyueristic neighbor

Note : This story is completely fictional! I recently moved after graduating from into a house all to myself. The first person I met in this new neighborhood was a single mother that lives next door. She isn't someone you'd consider gorgeous but at least she was tall, slim, and had a rack I could only imagine was modestly a D cup. For weeks after meeting her I watched when she went outside or tanned half naked on her deck masturbating to the thought of how incredible an older and more...

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Dads Trip Made My Mom Strip

by Oediplex 8==3~ Based on an il-lust-ration by Pandora's Box, If sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, what does a good gosling get? Lena was furious, Lena was horny. Lena was hurt, Lena was frustrated. Lena was unhappy, Lena was in heat. Lena had a husband, she hadn't had sex in two weeks. Lena hadn't seen her husband in that time because of a business trip, now he had called to say he had to stay a few extra days, unexpectedly. They had a good boy, Jeff; they...

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Dads Trip Made My Mom Strip

by Oediplex With an il-lust-ration by Pandora’s Box, used with permission both text and picture are copyrighted material (Incest, F/m mother & son) If sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, what does a good gosling get? Lena was furious, Lena was horny. Lena was hurt, Lena was frustrated. Lena was unhappy, Lena was in heat. Lena had a husband, she hadn’t had sex in two weeks. Lena hadn’t seen her husband in that time because of a business trip, now he had called to say...

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Candy Striper

Special thanks to Phil Gorman 2014 for his expertise in re-editing and proofing. I have always enjoyed helping people and being a candy striper at the hospital gives me an opportunity to do just that. It all started nearly two years ago when mom and I visited one of my aunts who had an operation. I saw a number of young candy stripers assisting a group of young patients. Mom told me that, at fourteen, I was too young to volunteer. Being persistent, I manage to get an application and a booklet...

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Charlotta The Candy StriperChapter 2

The young, blonde, Charlotte was wearing the brand spanking new pink striped above the knee dress worn by all the candy stripers in the hospital. However, Charlotta had washed it in hot water and it had shrunk prominently now showing her visible panty line. Doctor R. Robin Shepherd, the ‘R’ stood for Robin. She told Charlotta to now call her as the newest member of the hospital staff, Robin. The pretty blond with long hair, now twenty-three became the hospital’s newest candy...

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A Shocking Wait

A Shocking Wait Picture by Bishop She stood, balanced, though just barely. By f***e of will, the naked girl tried to remain absolutely motionless. But to do that was almost impossible. It was the point of her bondage, of course. She stood erect, her legs spread wide by a metal bar strapped between her ankles forcing them apart. Her arms were pulled behind her back, strapped together at her elbows and wrists, forcing her breast forward. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her bound arms all the...

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