DNA II
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The actual announcement was fairly low-key. Anne submitted papers to the more respected science journals, and forwarded copies to various research groups working in the same field as herself. At the same time, she held a small press conference.
For the first few days she was deluged by phone calls, faxes and e-mails asking all sorts of questions about the DNA virus. Most of the researchers contacting her from around the world couldn't believe her claims.
By the second week, the mainstream press had noticed something was going on, and had produced a series of ill-informed scare stories. Anne embarked on a series of interviews to state the facts about the DNA-altering virus.
At the end of the week, Paul drove into the Institute. Anne had been living there for the last week since the security was better.
Paul had moved back to his own home for awhile. It had been odd. When he had first opened his wardrobe, he had breathed in the male smell that had used to belong to him. He had found the scent to be slightly erotic. He had found himself feeling a little alone in the house, and he had spent his time sorting out all his clothes. He decided he could keep a few odd shirts and most of his jumpers, but the rest were of no use to him any more.
After the press conference today, he would be moving into the institute with Anne. When the Press found out about him, they were going to go absolutely mad trying to get to him. It took him the better part of half an hour to get through the reporters camped outside.
Inside her lab, Anne was talking with Jim and Julie. She turned as Paul entered. "Hi Paul! Any trouble getting through?"
"It took me ages to reach the gate. I think there are even more out there than there were yesterday. Have you heard what the government is going to do?"
"I think some of them want it banned, but most of them realize that it's better to regulate it rather than push it underground. Anyway, now that we know that it's possible to do, other countries will develop it."
"Have you decided what you're going to tell the world?" Paul asked Jim.
"About us?" the pregnant girl asked. "We're not saying anything. No one needs to know that Julie and I used to be each other, so it's for the best if the Press doesn't find out. I don't think we could handle that level of attention. The Press is bad enough now, and that's just because I, well Julie now, work for Anne." Jim smiled sadly. She knew that Paul didn't have that option. "It's going to be very difficult for you."
"Only for the first year or so." Paul replied with a grin. "This is something I have to do. Either I stand my ground and try to regain my life, or I'll spend the rest of my days running from it. How are you two and the baby holding up?"
Julie answered for them. "We're doing fine, but this kid is going to have a strange life. Both her mother and father are women who used to be men, and her stepdad used to be a woman."
Paul had been surprised at how relieved he had been when he had found out that neither Jim nor Julie held any ill feelings to him over what had happened. They wanted their unborn daughter to grow up knowing her father, even if he was now a young woman. "She's going to grow up in a new world. Perhaps it won't seem strange to her." Paul said.
"Are you ready for the press conference?" Anne asked him.
"No, but let's get it over with." The next few weeks and months were going to be hell. The Press would pry into every aspect of the life of the first known person to be transformed by the DNA virus.
"There has been a sensational development in the story of the new miracle DNA virus. It has now been revealed that a man has already been exposed to it. For more on this story we go over live to Lynn Hong, who was at this morning's press conference."
"Thank you, Tom. Dr. Anne Chamberlain made the sensational claim today that a lawyer, Paul Roberts, had been transformed from a white man in his forties into a black woman with a physical age of twenty by the DNA virus."
"Dr. Chamberlain, did you deliberately expose Paul Roberts to the virus?"
"Certainly not. I can't give you details at this time, but Mr Roberts was instrumental in stopping an attempt to steal the DNA virus. He was exposed to the virus during this attempt."
"If I could turn to you Mister... uh Miss... Roberts. Which do you prefer?"
DNA: Time On His Hands Just a little short story set in my DNA universe I've been working on. You don't need to have read the main DNA sequence or the other DNA side story to understand what's going on here. For those of you who are wondering, I have started work on DNA III. This story is copyright 1998 by Stephanie. All rights reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long as the work is not altered or charged for. As always, this is...
In a corner of his mind a voice was saying, but what if you are? He ignored it and got dressed. He ignored the dress and wore a loose green jumper and a pair of Anne's jeans. He noticed he was still wearing Julie's crucifix, it looked quite nice to Jim nestled between his breasts. After he had got home the previous night, Julie had been very apologetic and comforted Jim as the full enormity of what he had done had struck him. Jim secretly forgave her, he was actually starting to like her...
DNA: Snapshots, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Virus By Stephanie "Martha, willya look at this crap!" "What is it, Wilbur? I'm busy in the kitchen." "You gotta see this. Some quack has found a way to change people with some drug." "Oh, that. Sounds too good to be true if you ask me." "Just think of what you could do with it. You could get a new body which wasn't so saggy!" "Yeah? Well you could get one that wasn't hung like a chipmunk!" *** "Do you...
Jim ran his hand over his curving stomach and probed the strange folds of his vagina, how in the name of God was a baby supposed to fit through that? Well you might get to find out, said a corner of his mind. He thrust that away, the chances of him getting pregnant were small, he decided. I've only had sex as a girl once and you are always hearing of couples who can't get pregnant, he thought. In a corner of his mind a voice was saying, but what if you are? He ignored it and got dressed....
Michael rubbed his eyes and looked up. "It's going to take months to work out how Chamberlain did it." "But do you know enough about it to be able to use it? Can you reverse what was done to your friend?" "I have two different DNA viruses here. I've found a way to remove the DNA signatures from the viruses, but that won't cure him. These blank viruses will pick up any DNA they come into contact with and incorporate it into themselves. So they'll immediately pick up the DNA from...
"How is your research progressing, Doctor?" Quince asked. Michael rubbed his eyes and looked up. "It's going to take months to work out how Chamberlain did it." "But do you know enough about it to be able to use it? Can you reverse what was done to your friend?" "I have two different DNA viruses here. I've found a way to remove the DNA signatures from the viruses, but that won't cure him. These blank viruses will pick up any DNA they come into contact with and incorporate it into...
Anne hung up and rubbed her bleary eyes. She was getting nowhere. The DNA altering virus she had injected Jim with had resisted all her attempts to remove it. If she increased the potency of the virus any more it would destroy his entire genetic makeup and Jim would literally disolve. A more worrying fact was that the small supply of Jim's blood was fast running out. It was the only remaining stock of Jim's male DNA and when it was gone Anne would have no way to turn him back into his old...
A more worrying fact was that the small supply of Jim's blood was fast running out. It was the only remaining stock of Jim's male DNA and when it was gone Anne would have no way to turn him back into his old self. But it was vital she used his blood to confirm it worked. There was one way to get a new supply of Jim's male DNA and that was to inject someone with a virus containing Jim's DNA but that would only result in another person being landed in the same problem. In other words,...
"Am I keeping you up, Jim?" she said, smiling. "Sorry Anne, what exactly is that batch designed to do?" A small grin slipped across her face. "It's a secret, if it works you'll be the first to know." Jim gave up, it was obvious she was not going to share her secret. Jim had a fair idea what it was, for months Dr Chamberlain had been working on a project to rewrite a persons' DNA via a benign virus. The advantages were obvious, any defect in a persons DNA could be repaired....
Quince had stopped at a cheap motel late in the night and had booked into a room. He was glad to finally stop driving; his leg had been getting cramp. As soon as he reached his room, he opened his suitcase. A quick check confirmed that the vials and money were present and intact. The vials were clearly labelled. The last thing that Quince wanted to do was take the wrong one. Quince regretted leaving his horses behind, but there wasn't any real choice. At least with the DNA viruses based on...
Normally he started the morning with some simple exercises. He had let them slip but he decided to do them while he waited for Michael to get up. It felt very different than when he did them in his old body. His upper body was far more supple than he was used to and his lower male half was obviously far less fit and had been a stranger to exercise. His breasts bobbed and tugged at his chest with every movement. He had to stop several times just to readjust his bra and stop his breasts...
Paul stepped nervously up to the receptionist. She looked up from her computer terminal and said, "Welcome to Quince Biochemicals. Can I help you?" "Yes, I'm looking for Doctor Kingston." Paul's feminine voice still sounded way too high to himself and he unconsciously cleared his throat. The receptionist frowned. "I don't recognise the name. Hold on, I'll just check our records." She tapped at her computer for a few moments. "No, I'm sorry. I have no record of a Doctor...
Edited by 'LadyCibelle' and 'Techsan'. I'm pissed, mad, aggravated and whatever other adjectives you want to use that are negative. I can't believe what she did to me. My so-called wonderful girlfriend and future wife took what I thought was a good relationship and threw it down a toilet. Let me start at the beginning: Sheila and I met at a private party. I was nineteen at the time and she was twenty-two. We always laughed when people asked if she was robbing the cradle. It didn't...
Jim wandered into the kitchen, "Finished?" he asked. "Yep, this should stop you, Julie and Paul, passing this on to anyone, if you have any more 'accidents'. How are Julie and Paul?" "Julie is handling it quite well, but Paul, I don't know. He is very withdrawn. Perhaps you should talk to him." "Tonight, today I have to prepare and test this." She gestured at the screen. "Julie needs to get some more clothes, You live near the institute, don't you." "Yeah, you drop...
Simonds breathed a sigh of relief as the last courier car pulled out of sight. He hadn't believed that Quince would be able to pull off this one final deal. Quince had just finishing dividing up the hefty pile of cash as Simonds entered the house. Simonds had never liked Quince's house, preferring to do business at the Quince Biochemicals building back in the city. Quince, however, had never trusted his people, who had replaced nearly a dozen policemen. He felt far safer in his...
Simonds could here the anger in Quince's voice. "His clothes and documents are all gone. He obviously packed in a hurry." Quince gave a short humorless laugh. "I didn't think Kingston had the guts to do it. Never mind. His lab still seems intact. That's all that matters." "He's going to go to the authorities, and he'll be able to prove his story." "It'll be a close run thing, but I still believe we can process the consignment before we have to leave. Remember, this final...
As he got up he felt an unfamiliar weight on his chest shift. His eyes drifted over his large, firm breasts. He had hoped that it had all been some insane dream. That he still had his own tall, muscular body. Not a half female, half male one. He could still remember vividly how the horror had started. He had woken just two days previously and everything had been right with the world. He had been a successful lawyer, with a big house and a hefty bank balance. And he had just spent the night...
Anne worked way into the afternoon, finally she leaned back and stretched her stiff back. On the screen lay the plans for a simple addition to the DNA viruses running around, that should make the transmission much more difficult, but not impossible. She had to stop the problem now before it spread. Jim wandered into the kitchen, "Finished?" he asked. "Yep, this should stop you, Julie and Paul, passing this on to anyone, if you have any more 'accidents'. How are Julie and...
Paul slept better that night than he had since his transformation. For the first time there was light at the end of the tunnel. It was just after eight in the morning that Paul woke up. It was very quiet in the apartment. Michael wasn't up yet. The small amount of clothes he had lay on a chair in a small pile. He didn't like the idea, but he was going to need new clothes. Female clothes. Well, at least he could choose ones that were less revealing. Normally he started the morning with some...
"What do you mean, he's gone?" Quince's voice barked out of the mobile phone. Simonds could here the anger in Quince's voice. "His clothes and documents are all gone. He obviously packed in a hurry." Quince gave a short humorless laugh. "I didn't think Kingston had the guts to do it. Never mind. His lab still seems intact. That's all that matters." "He's going to go to the authorities, and he'll be able to prove his story." "It'll be a close run thing, but I still believe...
Haan tau abb mein yaani Adnan. Aapko iss kahani ka 2nd part sunnata hoon. Zara dill thaam ke baithoo. Aaj kal mein university of karachi ke hostel mein hoon . Jaisa ke aap ko maloom hai mein iss waqt 20 saal ka sporty body wala jawaan hoon. Pechley saaloon se koi sex ka waqiya nahi huwa. Sirf mooth maar ker guzzara kerlaita hoon. Idher hostel mein university khulne se 2 haftey pehley hi aagaya tha. Mujhey merey parents ne ek jeep bhi dee hai. Wo loog london mein business ke silseley mein udher...
Gay MaleHis head started pounding. He laid back on the bed and tried to remember what had happened the night before. He and Mandy had gone to a couple of nightclubs and had ended up getting drunk in a gay and lesbian club. Paul shifted under the bed covers as he remembered how he and Mandy had danced together. How had he ended up in her bed? Then he remembered lying naked in her arms on the bed, letting Mandy suck and caress his breasts. He remembered slipping his hard cock into her eager pussy...
It had taken Michael over an hour and a half to get there. He hoped he wouldn't be delayed here long by whatever Quince wanted. He had hit a brick wall in his research of the DNA-altering virus. He had been working on it for nearly two weeks now, and he still couldn't see any way to reverse the process without a great deal of danger to the subject. Nearly every day, Paul would journey to his lab to see if any progress had been made. Paul could never quite hide his disappointment when...
"I'll be ready in a minute!" Paul replied, and turned back to the mirror. The girl that stared back at him no longer startled him as much as she used to, but he was still far from comfortable with his new form. He was wearing a flowing long skirt which covered his legs. He would have preferred to have worn jeans, but they just made his masculine lower half too obvious for his liking. Paul fiddled with the buttons on his white blouse. He had never really noticed that woman's blouses had...
"Enough to know we have a severe security breach." The other man was small and wiry. He wore an ill-fitting suit and was carrying a folder. From the folder he produced several photographs. Quince scanned each one. They clearly showed one of his security guards, Jeff Stockwell, in a bar with another man. "Do we know who this other guy is, Simonds?" "He's a cop. We don't know if Stockwell is a cop as well or just an informant." replied Simonds. "Damn. How much do they...
"Are you sure about this?" asked Quince. "Enough to know we have a severe security breach." The other man was small and wiry. He wore an ill-fitting suit and was carrying a folder. From the folder he produced several photographs. Quince scanned each one. They clearly showed one of his security guards, Jeff Stockwell, in a bar with another man. "Do we know who this other guy is, Simonds?" "He's a cop. We don't know if Stockwell is a cop as well or just an informant." replied...
"Hurry up!" Mandy shouted from outside Paul's bedroom. "I'll be ready in a minute!" Paul replied, and turned back to the mirror. The girl that stared back at him no longer startled him as much as she used to, but he was still far from comfortable with his new form. He was wearing a flowing long skirt which covered his legs. He would have preferred to have worn jeans, but they just made his masculine lower half too obvious for his liking. Paul fiddled with the buttons on his white...
Michael Kingston had never been invited out to Quince's house before. It wasn't a large house, but being well out of the city, it had a fair-sized field which contained several expensive horses. Apart from his company, they were the only thing Quince showed any real interest in. It had taken Michael over an hour and a half to get there. He hoped he wouldn't be delayed here long by whatever Quince wanted. He had hit a brick wall in his research of the DNA-altering virus. He had been...
As Paul's eyes focused on the ceiling it gradually occurred to him that it was the wrong color. He raised his head and realised that he was in Mandy's room. His head started pounding. He laid back on the bed and tried to remember what had happened the night before. He and Mandy had gone to a couple of nightclubs and had ended up getting drunk in a gay and lesbian club. Paul shifted under the bed covers as he remembered how he and Mandy had danced together. How had he ended up in her...
Paul's eyes stared in horror at the syringe Bill was holding. Once that was injected into him, he'd start down the path that led to total servitude. "Hold still," commanded Bill. He reached out and grabbed hold of Paul. Despite all his efforts, Paul could not get free from Bill's iron grip. Paul felt the needle being pressed against his arm and he knew it was now or never. He bit Bill as hard as possible on the arm, drawing blood as he did so. Bill bellowed in anger, but didn't let...
Simonds drove in a state of near panic. It took all of his self- control not to accelerate wildly when he saw two patrol cars scream past him going the other way. He watched the flashing lights vanish into the distance. He wondered if they were heading to Quince's house. Whatever the case, he had to dump the car as soon as possible. He was now heavily implicated in the murder of eight policemen and Quince's thugs who had replaced them. Despite the misgivings he had about taking the virus,...
Anne was so preoccupied as she left the plane that she walked straight past the policeman. "Doctor Chamberlain?" he said. She turned and noticed him and his patrol car for the first time. "I'm sorry. Can you tell me what's going on?" "Lieutenant Harrison will brief you on the way to the hospital." Hospital? Anne climbed into the back of the car. A man in a crumpled grey suit was sitting in the passenger seat. He turned around as the car pulled out of the airport. "I'm sorry for...
Paul brushed his long, curly hair out of his eyes as he lowered his mouth to Anne's pussy. He ran his tongue gently over her lower lips until he reached her clit. He smiled as he heard Anne give a very familiar moan. At last she was getting into the mood. Paul began licking and nipping at her cunt. He had always enjoyed eating pussy. He had introduced Anne to it when they had first made love. Relations between them had been a little rocky since Paul had arrived at Anne's house. She was...
My name is Adnan , I am doing my msc in University of Karachi. Iss waqt meri age 20 saal hai…I am 6 feet height, and about 125lbs weigh…and I have a good size Cock- Lund…7 inch long and kafi moota hai…and its circumcised. .I am actually very proud of my Lund . Meri Gaand merey ek mamoo ney bachpun mein phaari thee jub mei 18 saal ka tha. . Huwa aisa uss waqt mein apney kunwarey mamoo ke ghar gaya huwa tha. .meri grand parents kissi wedding mein Lahore gaye huwey thay……mujhey daikhker merey...
Gay MaleMahboob ko nanga soota daikhker. Merey munn mein aaya chalo mein apney mamoo ka game isskey saath khailta hoon. Yeh sooch ker mein Mahboob ke ooper charrh gaya. Ussey ulta kerdia aur uski gaand mein apna Lund ghussaney laga. Dard ki wajah se Mahboob ki aankh khool gayi. Uss ne poocha. “yeh kia kerr rahey hai Adnan. Meri Gaand bari tung hai aur chooti aapka Laura tau meri gaand pharrh deiga. Aisa na karain. Abb aap tau merey doost hai na. Please. Na karain.” Mein ne Mahboob ki baton ki parwah...
“Adnan jaldi se meri gaand maarlo nahi tau Ghazi washroom se baher na aajaye.” Mein tau tayar hi tha. Mahboob ko bahir balcony mein leyjaker aur jhuka ker usski khoob gaand maari. Doggy style mein abbhi gaand maar ker room mein aaye thay ke Ghazi bhi shower leker aagaya. Aur itna chikna lug raha tha. Ke mera Lund ko masti aarahi thi. Ke kiss tarah isski virginity ko pharrey. Mager Mahboob ko daikhker khamoosh raha. Kooch dair baad mein ne Mahboob ko kaha. “Mahboob. Ke baher jaaker canteen se...
Edna’s BasementBy MissyChapter 1. Missy Revealed Missy looked out the window and watched as her Mom got into Bob's truck. He was kind of gross - when she'd let him earlier it was pretty clear that he hadn't shaved that day and his fingernails were dirty and he smelled like he'd been drinking beer. Her mom hadn't seemed to notice any of this - not that she ever did these days - and had told Missy not to wait up when she was walking out the door. It was not like she...
PrologueShe was stretched out stark naked on the bed, and knew well what she was doing. She closed her eyes, let her head roll back on the pillows, and surrendered to her fantasy. She needed to come too badly. She had to stop but she just couldn't. With the tip of her index finger she began to circle her clit, the most sensitive spot of all. She felt delicious rushes of pleasure as she rimmed the throbbing lump, and her hot cuntal juices began to seep out and run down the crack of her ass. She...
[note: this is a complete rewrite of the original] Edna Mayfield ◊◊◊◊◊ Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress? ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’ — T.S. Eliot 28 August The Mayfield house was unlike any other in the neighborhood, comfortable, perhaps, but hardly practical and certainly not in keeping with it’s more typical suburban neighbors. The house’s immaculate cypress siding, stained dark gray, hovered lightly under a copper roof, yet the sidewalk along the street...
She was strapped into a car being driven over some waste ground. All around were factory buildings that seemed to have been in disuse for some time. How did she get here? Jeff looked over at the driving seat and snapped fully awake. Her old male body with Bill inside was there. Jeff gasped as she remembered what he had done to her. No, what she had let him do to her. She had spread her legs and virtually begged him to fuck her. She might have been under the influence but that didn't...
For the first time since that impossible event had happened, Jeff managed to calm herself down enough to examine her new body. She looked down at her chest. When she had put the T-shirt on that morning, it had been tight against her muscled torso and thick arms. Now it was as loose as a tent. It was still tight in one area though, where her breasts stretched the material. She closed her eyes and pulled the T-shirt off. The soft curls of her long hair brushed against her bare shoulders, but...
Paul wanted to just pummel the man's face in. Instead he just smiled and said, "Would you like fries with that?" The man smiled. "Yeah. Say, what are you doing when you finish work? Perhaps I could take you out for a drink?" Paul glared at him and the man visibly paled. "Or maybe not." He paid for his burger and fries and retreated to one of the bolted-down tables. "I hate that the most about working here. When the lowlifes try to pick you up. Why do they try?" Mandy asked...
The reception area was fairly small and occupied by only two other people, a receptionist in her late thirties and an absolute mountain of a man. He was a tall, wide and heavily muscled African-American. Paul guessed he was security, though he wasn't wearing any sort of uniform. Paul stepped nervously up to the receptionist. She looked up from her computer terminal and said, "Welcome to Quince Biochemicals. Can I help you?" "Yes, I'm looking for Doctor Kingston." Paul's feminine...
The man was in his early twenties, smelled fairly bad and had greasy hair. But what really filled Paul with disgust was the way that he was drooling over Paul's breasts. Paul wanted to just pummel the man's face in. Instead he just smiled and said, "Would you like fries with that?" The man smiled. "Yeah. Say, what are you doing when you finish work? Perhaps I could take you out for a drink?" Paul glared at him and the man visibly paled. "Or maybe not." He paid for his burger and...
Some time had passed. Jeff had no idea how much. The small room had no windows, only a low-powered lightbulb, so she couldn't even tell if night had fallen or if it was already dawn outside. The events of the last few hours played relentlessly through Jeff's mind. Somehow, Quince had turned her from an imposing male cop into a well-endowed woman. For the first time since that impossible event had happened, Jeff managed to calm herself down enough to examine her new body. She looked down at...
Jeff could feel herself being jerked around as she returned to consciousness. She opened her eyes and blearily looked around. She was strapped into a car being driven over some waste ground. All around were factory buildings that seemed to have been in disuse for some time. How did she get here? Jeff looked over at the driving seat and snapped fully awake. Her old male body with Bill inside was there. Jeff gasped as she remembered what he had done to her. No, what she had let him do to her....
Paul stood in the kitchen of the small apartment making two mugs of coffee. He was wearing Mandy's pink dressing gown and nothing else. They had made love several times that morning, Paul making sure he wore protection each time. He could still feel her hot mouth on his tender nipples. It had felt so good, women were lucky to have these extra sensitive parts that men didn't. Perhaps life wouldn't be so bad with Mandy. At least he could be a man with her, and he didn't have to pretend to...
It seemed to Paul to take forever from the instant Quince fired to the moment that the bullet slammed into him. Paul could remember being surprised at the force of the impact. He had slumped to the floor, feeling his blood staining his blouse. He was surprised that there was no pain. That means the damage is very bad, thought a corner of his mind. He had no time to ponder it further as the world rushed away, leaving only darkness. Paul had brief snatches of awareness in the ambulance, and...
Paul was well enough to leave the hospital a couple of months later. He had become more comfortable with his new body, but he still found it hard to deal with the loss of his manhood. What he found most difficult to adjust to was the way that other people reacted to him. Men seemed to want to help him, as if he wasn't capable of performing any task. At first he had thought it was because of his injury, but even now that he was well on the way to recovery, he was still treated the...
I wake up a while later. I don’t know how long I was out for. I tried to move but all I could do was sway back and forth painfully. My wrists were in cuffs above my head. I tried to scream but was unable to because I was gagged. “Ah nice to see you are finally awake” I look around me. Over in the corner of the room standing by the door stood two, masked figures, the one I had sprayed and kicked in the groin and the other one must be the one who knocked me out. The first one was a tall,...
“Like It bitch?” he asked, grabbing her tits and squeezing hard as he could. “You like being treated like a fucking whore?” she was closing her eyes tight, hoping it would go away. He grabbed her face roughly and made it face him. “Look at me while I fuck u bitch! Look at my big fat black dick inside your tight little cunt. Look bitch. Open your pretty little eyes and watch me cum inside you.” Slapping her hard, he forced deeper inside. Her eyes almost popped from her head, he was in so deep....
stayed to correct the spelling tests from her fourth grade class. She wanted to get them out of the way so that she would have time to spend with her boyfriend, Koban, over the weekend. They were planning to go down to visit her mother in Kentucky. It was not a trip the young school teacher was looking forward to. Her anxieties were growing as she thought about it. She doubted that her choice of a companion would be met with approval. Her perfectionist mother would surely pick...
Introduction: teasing bit He was the biggest shed ever taken inside her. she felt something being put around her throat and tried to jerk her head back but couldnt move. The guy with his dick down her throat held her head against him. She couldnt breathe, gagging on his dick as she bucked back and forth with the guy fucking her as hard as he could. She felt her hands being tied behind her back as she struggled to get away. Waiting till she was blue in the face and about to pass out, the guy...
Hi friends…I am vishal….Hope you all remember me … Here i am again with my new story, hope you would have liked my previous stories — “the ultimate seductresses part 1, part 2, part 3…. And “seduced by wife’s friend” so here i am with the next one, hey but friends please dont forget to mail me your comments on This story is about my neighbour vandna..She is one of her kinds real hot super sexy and slutty woman, sex with her is one of the most amaizing things ever happened to me, without...
Pam came in over an hour late, not that it mattered, it was pouring outside and we didn't have the first customer in the bar. She came in the front door, employees usually park in the lot in back and come in the back door. This girl was soaked, her hair was plastered to her head. She was bare foot with her shoes in one hand and her purse in the other. Her stockings ended at her ankles in a frayed roll. One of her shoes was minus the heel and she must have walked the bottoms out of her...
As Rebekah grew older, her body began to blossom. Her black hair, blue eyes, and creamy skin looked great. In a bathing suit it was readily apparent that she had a nice pair of breasts, a tight ass and a great pair of legs. My friends were beginning to notice that Rebekah was a beautiful girl. It was all I could do to keep them in line. The fact that she loved wearing short shorts and miniskirts made her all that more appealing. I have to admit that there were many times when I looked at her,...
Kidnapping & Enslaving A Waitress A Piece of Fiction by THE Traveller CHAPTER: 1 A SCARY DUNGEON TO KEEP THE ABDUCTEE It took me a good two years to turn my really big basement into a ready tooperate dungeon. I designed the dungeon so that it would contain the ultimateamount of bdsm related accesories and devices. I carefully picked every equipmentthat was needed... to enslave a woman. For hours, I would keep making sketches of how I wanted the dungeon to looklike. Then for another couple...