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Well, damn, what the hell’s wrong?

It was about 9:45 pm on a Saturday and I was on the outskirts of Vaughn, NM. My boyfriend convinced me to stay off the interstate and take the back way home. No construction slowdowns, small one horse towns, no state troopers, less traffic, etc., and sure enough, Vaughn was a one horse town. Fortunately a convenience store was open and I pulled in to see if I could figure what was wrong and/or hopefully get some help. When I stopped I noticed steam seeping out from under the hood. I figured I might as well let it cool down so I went inside to use the bathroom and get something to drink. The trouble with NM is the trouble with the US…too many Mexicans. I just think they are a dirty people and their men make my skin crawl. I’m a Caucasian, 51 yrs old, blue eyed, and blond. At 5’10”, I’m taller than some men, especially Mexicans. I’ve been told I’m pretty attractive by all kinds of guys who wanted to get in my pants but at 180lbs I think I carry way too much to turn heads. But, being a BBW blond seems to arouse many ethnic groups, regardless. I would say I lean towards being a women’s libber and if women had cocks, I would never need a man. I’ve tried dildos before (not strap ons) but found them just not to be my thing. The real thing is for me. Don’t take me wrong…I’m no slut. Actually, my sex life lacks as compared to others. I guess I’m old school. A one guy gal who needs to get to know her male partner first and I enjoy a man who is intellectual. Been married once and had sex with less than a half dozen men since. I’m not a novice, however, and have given blow jobs, hand jobs, been ass fucked, as well as pussy fucked in different positions.

When I got inside, there was a small, fat, balding (comb over) Mexican behind the counter.

“Where are your restrooms?”

“The women’s no work but you can use the men’s.”

“Thank you.” Great, I thought.

When I closed the door, I almost passed out from the smell. The toilet was not flushed and there was used TP all over the floor. I flushed the toilet, wiped off the seat, and had to take off my sweatpants and thong so they would not get wet because of the wet floor. Luckily there was a hook on the back of the door to hang them. I had to pee squatting so I would not touch the seat and wipe myself standing up. I walked over to the door, got dressed, and went out. Dirty fucking Mexicans. Just like I thought.

I got something to drink, paid for it and told him the bathroom was filthy.
He looked at me, smiled and said, “So?”

I just shook my head and went out to the car.

I opened the hood and saw the problem. My radiator hose was cracked. Now what was I going to do? Stuck in a one horse town and the only thing open was the convenience store. Just then the outside store lights went off. I hurried back inside.

“Are you closing?”

“Yes.”

“Can you help me? My car has a cracked radiator hose. Is there anyplace I can get it replaced?”

“Maybe Santa Fe.”

“Santa Fe. I just came from there. It’s over an hour away. Anyplace closer?”

“No, sorry.”

“OK. Is there a motel nearby?”

“No motel here but some on the interstate.”

“Could you take me to a motel? I’ll pay you.”

I thought if I got to a motel I would call my boyfriend and he could bring a hose tomorrow. I was about 3 hrs from home.

“No, sorry. My brother, he come back tomorrow and fix my car. It not working, too.”

Oh great, what am I supposed to do. Can’t drive my car and no place to stay.

“Maybe you can stay with me, tonight, and my brother, he can fix your car, too.”

“Stay with you? Where?”

“I live behind the store.”

“Behind the store?”

“Yes, I have a trailer house.”

Oh great, I thought. Stay with a dirty, old fat Mexican for a night in a trailer! Well, he didn’t have to offer, I thought.

“On one condition. I want to pay you for the trouble I’m causing.”

“No, no pay. Juan happy to do this.”

“Are you sure your wife won’t mind?”

“Wife? No wife. Me widower.”

I sized him up better during the conversation. He came up to the bottom of my titties, had small pudgy hands, small fat feet, a gut that hid his belt buckle, and yellow, crooked teeth. Figured him to be in his 60’s easy.

“Please, I would feel better if I paid you. I would pay at a motel.”

“No, no. No pay money. You just be nice to Juan, OK?”

“Nice? What do you mean?”

He walked around the counter and put his hands on my tits. I jumped back.

“What are you doing? You want me to have sex with you? No way!”

“Fine. You get out of my store and fix car yourself and sleep in car.” He turned off the inside lights and walked to the front door holding it open.

“Get out! I’m closing up.”

Damn, I was fucked if I didn’t have his help or probably would probably get fucked if I accepted it.

“I said get out!”

I could see he was pissed.

“Please, I’m not that type of woman. Please don’t make me do this.”

“Get out before I call sheriff!”

“Sheriff? Is there a sheriff here?”

“Yes, my cousin. You no leave now I call him and tell him you shop lift.”

“Shop lift? What do you mean? I did not shop lift!”

“You stupid white woman. Who you think he believe. You? Not hardly. Then you have a place to stay tonight. Jail! Now get out!”

Damn, jail? I had to have his help. My skin crawled just thinking about it.

“OK.”

“OK, what?”

“I’ll be nice to you.”

“You apologize to Juan, first.”

Fucking bastard, I thought.

“OK, I apologize.”

He looked at me long, smiled, and locked the front door. He turned smiling and came up to me and grabbed my titties again. Squeezing them he reached under my tee shirt and pushed my bra up. He squeezed them hard and pinched and twisted my nipples. It brought tears to my eyes.

“You have big tits. I like big tits.”

He was breathing hard.

“Yeah, you like that? You like Juan feeling your big white tits, huh?”

“Yes, only not so hard.”

He twisted my nipples harder.

“You not tell Juan what to do! I do what I want! You want to leave now, huh?”

“No, don’t make me leave. Please. You do what you want.”

“Now see, that’s better. Strip naked!”

“What? Now? Here?”

“Yes, now, here, stupid!”

I cringed at the thought of being naked in front of this dirty, old Mexican but had no choice.

I took off all my clothes and stood there completely naked in front of him. Because the lights were out he could not see me blushing. I was so humiliated.

He felt my tits some more and then made me spread my legs and played with my pussy and ass.

“Ah, I like big ass white women with big pussies.”

“Let’s go.”

“Go where?”

“To the filthy bathroom.”

“Why?”

“So you can clean it up.”

“What? Why should I clean it up?”

“Because Juan says so. You know, white people have Mexican women for their maids. How you like being a maid for a Mexican, huh?” He laughed. “Now maybe you no act so high and mighty. No think you are better than Juan, huh? Hey, you look at me when I talk to you! I think maybe I need to teach you some manners.”

He then smacked me hard on my behind. I jumped and started rubbing my stinging ass.

“Please, Juan. Don’t hit me. I‘ll clean your bathroom. Please, please don’t hit me.”

I looked at his fat, double chinned, smug looking face. The bastard. He was enjoying humiliating me.

He got me a mop, bucket, sponge, brush, and cleaner and for the next ½ hour I cleaned the smelly, filthy bathroom. He made me scrub the floor on my hands and knees giving him great views of my big fat naked ass and my big tits swaying back and forth. The bastard even pissed on the floor. My knees were red and sore from being on the hard floor. He sat in a chair rubbing his crotch and laughing at me all the time I was cleaning.

“Hey, if you every need a job you let Juan know. I have friends who would like to have their bathrooms cleaned by a naked white woman.” The dirty old pervert got a big laugh from that.

“OK, enough. Let’s go.”

“Where?”

“To my trailer house, stupid.”

“Wait, I have to get dressed and get my luggage.”

“Get your luggage naked.” He giggled at the thought.

“You want me to get my luggage naked?”

“Of course, stupid. Hurry up. I’m horny!”

“But, what if somebody sees me?”

“So what? Hurry up!”

I went to the car as fast as I could, opened the trunk, grabbed my suitcase listening and looking for other cars and people. I got back to the store door and it wouldn’t open! The old pervert was standing on the other side laughing!

“Juan, please open the door, please!”

“You get down on your knees and ask me nice.”

I got down on my knees and pleaded with him to open the door.

He finally opened the door and I followed him thru the back of the store.

He opened the back door.

“You go first.”

“Why?”

“I want to watch your big white ass wiggle.”

He pushed me thru the door and I almost lost my balance.

As I stopped and turned to protest, he pushed me again.

He then smacked my ass hard and laughed.

“Hurry. Get your ass to the trailer.”

I walked as fast as I could considering I had no shoes on.

The bastard kept slapping my ass again and again.

We got to his trailer and he opened the door.

Once inside he showed me where his bedroom was.

“You sleep here with me. Put your stuff down and come with me.”

I followed him to the living room. He sat on the couch.

“You come here and give Juan a big kiss.”

I shuddered to think I had to kiss the revolting, dirty Mexican. I sat down and he grabbed me hair with his two hands forcing my mouth open. He drove his tongue deep into my mouth and then started licking my face like a dog. I almost gagged, his breath stunk so bad. He forced me down on my back and started spitting in my face.

“Open your mouth, bitch.”

When I didn’t he slapped my face hard.

“Do what I say!”

I opened my mouth and he spit in it.

“You swallow now!”

I did knowing that he would hit me again if I didn’t.

“I put more in your mouth than just spit. You will see. Now get up and get me a beer, you fat pig.”

I rolled off the couch not believing what was happening to me but feeling strangely aroused by all the humiliation and abuse the fat, little man was putting me thru. When I came back he told me to go wipe the dried spit off my face. I came back and sat next to him. He turned and leaned toward my face. I thought he was going to kiss me again but he belched in my face and laughed. He continued to do this until he was finished with the bottle of Corona. I could feel my cunt getting wetter and wetter.

“Get on your back on the floor and spread your legs.”

I was past the point of asking why or refusing. I knew what would happen if I did. I spread my legs wide. With my new boyfriend I had gotten in the habit of shaving my cunt. I was so embarrassed yet so aroused.

“So, you shave your pussy, huh? You know why women shave their pussies?”

“No.”

“Because they are whores and sluts. Juan is right, huh?”

“Yes.”

“So, you are a whore and a slut, right?”

“Yes.”

“Good, tell me.”

“I am a whore and a slut.”

“And you want me to fuck you, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Good, pig. You been fucked by a Mexican before?”

“No.”

“But you want my brown cock in your fat pussy, huh?”

“Yes.” Dammit, I was getting hotter and hotter. I was never this hot and all he was doing was talking!

“Is your pussy ready?”

“Yes, oh yes.” I was so dry in the mouth I could hardly swallow.

He reached down and jabbed his fingers in my cunt.

“It is wet, slut. Suck my fingers clean.”

I started sucking his fingers and felt something hard being jammed up my cunt.

He was fucking me with his bottle of Corona! Oh yes, it felt so good. I could hear the sloshing sound as it went in and out. I was moving my big hips wildly as he fucked me harder and harder with the bottle.

“Oh fuck me hard, Juan. Oh yes, fuck me good! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” I shot my hot cum on the rug. He jerked the bottle out and grabbing me by the hair pushed my face in my cum.

“You stupid pig, You lick all your nasty cum off my rug! You hear me!”

I was on my hands and knees like a dog licking up my cum.

“You stay that way.”

The next thing I knew he spread my ass cheeks apart and spit on my asshole and started finger fucking my ass. I was not a virgin as far as my ass was concerned but he caught me by surprise.

“Ow, please, not so hard.”

“Shut up, bitch. I’ll show you hard.” He then jabbed me a few more times real hard and then slapped my fat ass again and again bringing tears to my eyes but making me wet, too. It hurt but I enjoyed it. Damn, I thought, I must be losing my mind. He finally stopped and then I felt the bottle going up my ass! Oh, please no I thought. He worked the long neck in and out until I came again on the rug.

“Damn you, you fucking slut! I’m going to beat you good! You lick it up again! But first, you lick my finger clean.”

He grabbed my hair as I sucked his finger. I cleaned his finger and then went down like a dog again licking up my cum. All this time I had the bottle stuck up my naked ass! He finally pulled it out and I collapsed on the floor out of breath.

“Get up, pig! Juan not done with you!”

He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my knees. He slapped my face again and again and then started on my big tits slapping them over and over.

“I told you I will beat you good, pig slut!”

He hit me so many times I thought I would pass out. Then he made me clean the bottle neck with my mouth. I felt like throwing up but fought the urge. He might have killed me if I did. After that he pulled me by my hair on my hands and knees into the bathroom. All this time of humiliating me he never took his clothes off. The thought crossed my mind that maybe he was impotent. I was so wrong.

As I laid there on the floor naked with my ass and cunt on fire and my face and tits stinging, he started to take his clothes off. When he got them off I thought the smell would knock me out. He stunk to high heaven and his shit and piss stained underpants helped make it that way. His enormous belly hung over his cock and when he pulled it up I saw the smallest man’s cock I had ever seen. It was hard but could not have been any more than 4 inches long, if that. He did have huge balls, though. But, he was disgusting; short, fat, and dumpy.

“How you like my cock, gringo bitch?”

“I like it, Juan.”

“Then come show me.”

I crawled over and, pushing his belly up, started licking it and sucking it. It smelled putrid but for my own safety I had to do this.

“Yeah, pig, lick my balls, too.”

As I got closer to his asshole the smell increased. I breathed thru my mouth while licking his balls.

“Now you lick me good.”

He turned around with his smelly ass facing me and I spread his cheeks and licked his dirty crack. I could not believe my feelings. I was getting aroused again.

“Yeah, lick Juan good. Smell my Mexican ass, slut pig!”

I was just about to cum again when he farted in my face.

“Yeah, bitch, how you like that? You like how Juan smells, huh?”

I was dizzy from the odor but knew I had to say something or else get beat again.

“Oh yes, Juan, you smell so good!”

Just then he grabbed his cock and told me to open my mouth. He jerked it twice and shot his hot load in my mouth splashing some on my face and chin. I never swallowed a man’s cum before but knew that was what he wanted, so I did. I sucked him clean.

“You get in the bathtub on your knees! Open your filthy mouth. It needs to be cleaned out.”

Oh no, please no, I thought. He started pissing in my mouth, on my face, and in my hair! His bladder must have been full. He kept going and going. I swallowed some of it.

“You suck Juan! Make sure you get it all!”

As I sucked him I felt him getting hard again! Oh no, please no!

“Yeah, bitch, suck Juan good!”

“Get on your hands and knees!”

He was like a mad man.

He forced his cock in my ass and fucked me hard! I could barely feel him in me because he was so small but I was getting so wet I moved with him. He shot his hot cum up my ass.

“You suck Juan clean!”

I hungrily licked and sucked his cock, all the time playing with my slimy cunt. I was so hot I thought I would pass out! I wanted him to fuck my cunt! I couldn’t believe myself. I had to have the bastard!

“Fuck me Juan! Oh please, please fuck my fat pussy!”

“Fuck you, you filthy whore. You get yourself cleaned up and maybe I fuck you.” He turned on the shower and had me soap him up all over. I couldn’t keep my mouth off him. I licked and sucked him everywhere I could including his toes . I could hear him laughing as he called me all kinds of filthy names. I didn’t care. The more he said the hotter and wetter I got! He had me dry him and left me to take my shower. The hot water felt so good. I masturbated thinking of all he had done to me and of how good his hot cum was going to feel inside of me!

I dried off and found him in bed on his back playing with his cock.

He did not say anything as I started sucking him again.

“Get on your back and spread your legs wide!”

I spread my long legs as wide as I could. He roughly mounted me and because of his fat belly it took some maneuvering for him to get inside me. Once inside me he stared fucking me like a wild man! I could not believe I was enjoying being fucked by this nasty Mexican so much. He had turned me into such a fucking slut! He pounded me harder and harder grunting like animal!

“Oh yeah, yeah, fuck me hard! Fuck me good! Fuck my slut whore cunt! Fuck it, fuck it, yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

I came 2 times before he dumped his hot come in me; so much in fact, that it ran down my legs! He bit my titties, kissed me roughly, and then he made me sleep on the floor.

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She offered to give me a ride home but we stopped at her house first. Maybe if I hadn't been so excited to be near a girl like this, I would have realized sooner that this was a bad idea. I foolishly followed her in, admiring her long blond hair that went down to her well shaped ass. "You can have a seat Matthew, I'll be right back." I sat down on the couch, peering around the room, looking over the many family photos across the wall. To my surprise, Brad and Andy walked through the...

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Lesson One

Introduction: Alyssa gets more than one lesson from her big brother Alyssa walked into the house, throwing the keys, along with her backpack, down on the kitchen table. She smiled, satisfied with the jingle they made, as she had just gotten her license two days before. Just then she realized she heard music from upstairs. Brad?! she cried, racing toward the stairs. She ran up them with her long honey colored hair streaming behind her, thinking this was way too good to be true. Her older brother...

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Lesson pt5

For a week or so after our encounter with Rick, my man and I would debate whether there was more to teach the youngster. His oral skills had been improved, he'd had tips for his self-control, and there was nothing to improve in regards to his cock. During many sex sessions, we debated and reminisced.Then decided. Rick arrived one Saturday afternoon, looking a couple of inches taller and a lot more confident. He told us he'd been practising what we'd taught him with a girl he'd met the day...

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Lesson Pt 1

We were out one night, having a nightcap in a busy hotel bar, when a youngish lad tried chatting me up at the bar. Pretty average looking but had a sparkle in his eye and his cheek; had me shaking my head in wonder. He couldn't have been above twenty-five at the most, and I was approaching forty.I've never had a Mrs Robinson streak so I just gave him cheek back and headed back to my man. As I sat, my mister told me the lad hadn't taken his eyes off my rear the whole way back to our table. I...

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Lesson Three The device

The last thing you can remember was the wine, and how it went to your head so quickly. But now, as you wake there's something wrong. Very wrong. Where is this? You are captured within a strange device made of steel pipes bolted to the floor. It is a series of clamps that hold you completely immobile. Cold metal holds you down at the ankles and wrists. The wood under your hands and knees is rough and hard. As you try to look around the room, you see that there's is really no escape from this...

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Lesson 1

The last boyfriend I write about was a special person. Jack was a lover, a friend, my disciplinarian [when I needed it] and a gentleman. He’d had a good marriage, with a loving woman but, told me several times that, I was more female than she was. After being together [but not living together] for about six months; he not only started telling me that he loved me but…proposed.He could be very strict with me, as I said above, when I needed it.He was one of the three or four guys that, after being...

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Lesson Learned

The wife and I have been married for twenty years. It has been good. But like most of you all I have long fantasized about my wife, Susan , fucking another man. Susan has always been very conservative, the way she dresses, the way she acts, everything. She has always been happy to spread her legs and take my seed, but a wild and crazy fuck she is not. But over the years I have pestered her about taking another man and she always blew it off saying that is gross or she is happy with me. The way...

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Lesson learned I expect this fat man was my fina

This afternoon my ass still hurts. Ken calls and asks if I can prep a larger dinner as he is bringing a friend home.Sure. Veal Marsala for 3 versus 2 is no big deal.Thank god I do not know this guy. A c***dhood pal I'm told and I swear he was around 350 pounds. I clean up after dinner, come back and I don't see him. Bathrooms empty too and Ken is putting on his hat. "Ken, I didn't hear him leave. Are you guys going out?". Ken says "You still need to learn. This is the last lesson. He...

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Lesson Cousins

Another lesson.Being bi-racial, I grew up in two cultures.I recently discovered that two cousins of mine (same ages now in 50s) have always liked me, especially one.She is a bit chubby, but with a nice face, a nice girl in other words.But her hubby was a player with younger women at his business and divorced her.She spent last summer with me and we went out and pretended to be man/wife, boy/girl friend etc, as a woman had dumped me and was at same places. After a few drinks one night we danced...

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Lesson Learned

“You sure talk a lot of shit,” Ronnie chided as she took a long sip of her martini. Her eyes were deep green vessels that poured forth cool, unwavering judgment. I was taken aback by her direct confrontation, and confused. I was a reasonably experienced date, enough that I at least knew how to be a little charming when I needed to be and very persuasive when I chose to be. But Ronnie had been combative all evening, and I was beginning to find it difficult and frustrating. I hadn’t made her...

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LessonChapter 2

Doctor John Holcomb turned away from the old gentleman in the hospital bed. Intern Holly Jackson could see the sadness in his eyes. It's never easy to tell someone they are dying, and it is especially hard when the man's wife of fifty four years is in the room. John turned to her in the hallway. "That was a tough one," he said. She nodded. "I felt sorry for his wife," she told him. John nodded and smiled gently. "You handled it well, though," he told her. "A lot of interns...

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Lessons0

Jack grunted and stopped, looked at her. He had been in a bad mood for the last three days. Half buried memories had haunted his dreams and even being on the road for eight hours straight yesterday had not helped blocking them out. He had planned to travel on, spend the night at a bus station and take the first bus available to anywhere. And now, at just three in the afternoon she wanted to stop. “Come on, a real bed, pizza and some beers. You look like you need it.” He grunted again. What...

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Lessons Learned

I was thinking to myself one day while lying in bed. If men think with there dicks, what do women think with? I realize that not all girls have this nympho desire or nothing. But, you see, I know some who like to be bad, do bad things. Are we just that type? I was trying to come up with a story to write. A good one. Then what do I think about doing to someone. But noooo. I go start to the sex. It was like saying: heyyy, no waiting here! And hurry up I need some! Went to this chat room. And...

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Lessons5

By: YT Chapter 1 Houston, Texas Monday, June 23rd, 2016 9:00AM Roger Healy pulls his car up in front of Maj. Anthony Nelson’s house in Houston, Texas, on a beautiful sunny Monday morning. For years Roger and Tony have been riding together to the NASA base several times a week. Roger sees that Tony’s car is gone so he figures that he’s already left but he decides to go inside anyway and maybe score a cup of coffee from Jeannie. “Good morning Jeannie”, he calls out as he walks...

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Lessons3

Well, here it is, I hope you enjoy... As we sit on the couch in the early evening the movie we are watching has just ended and we are curled up together. I run my hand down through your hair, giving it a light pull when my fingers reach the end and whisper quietly, “I have a surprise for you tonight, one I am sure you will enjoy.” Then, as you look up at me, I can’t help but grin and pull your hair a little more, causing you to arch your head back so I can kiss you and, give...

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Lessons4

In each shed, contained some kind of torture, or breaking machine. Designed to break the will of the boys or girls he took, he didn’t care what happened to them so long as he got his money, that’s all that mattered. Most of the kids wouldn’t last out the year, supply and demand. Some of them did, and they were the ones who were returned to him, in trade for new ones. On this particular evening, Michael, was down at the pub, getting a drink, everyone here knew what he did, they didn’t try...

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Lessons from Duddy Lesson two

Lessons from Duddy (Lesson two)A play on the story written by tuggit4me.https://xhamster.com/stories/lessons-from-duddy-9745876It was one week after my first lesson that duddy asked me to join him back in his office.I was a tad less enthusiastic about going back in, because the taste of his sperm was still lingering in my mouth, and I did not particularly enjoy it that much.However I obeyed like a good girl and entered promptly when he called me over.He sat in his chair behind his big wooden...

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Lessons In Life

This story is basically about my first lessons in sex and maybe my appreciation of mature women to this day. At the time I was sixteen and had my second girlfriend. Second girl I had had sex with that is. The first one was a girl who lived on the other side of Birmingham who was more of just a sex thing than anything else. The second one was closer to home who I sometimes took out on dates and we acted in proper boyfriend/girlfriend manner.One day Mrs Hood ( changed for obvious reasons ) was in...

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Lessons From The Librarian

Codes: M/f, caning, school setting, BDSM, real, romantic, consensual, Real Life Synopsis: Shannon routinely gets into trouble at school, until she finally meets her match, in the form of the school’s librarian. Her lessons eventually extend beyond those the school teaches. Author’s notes – This story started based on a photo as a task for Qmoq. I enjoyed writing it so much that I’ve continued working on it. There are more chapters to come. I have to thank Q for being the inspiration behind...

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Lessons in Physics

I was sixteen, an awkward teenager that wanted to do the things that any male teenager would want to do, but shy and nervous around women. I was not too bad looking, being tall, blondish, and evenly featured. But I suppose I was a bit of a geek, being scientific- minded and wedded to my schoolbooks. I'd also been a bit socially handicapped by the fact my father's job had us move to a new town every year or so, which is not really enough time for a teenager to break into any really cool social...

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Lessons in lust from Allison part 2

Lessons in Lust From Allison Part 2 Allison grinned up at me as my boxers landed on the floor. She wrapped her hands around my hips and my skinny adolescent ass and practically shoved me backwards onto the couch. My cock jutted out rapidly in front of me, and she eyed it hungrily. She moved up the couch until her lips were on my cheek. Her hand ran gently through my hair as she whispered, “ I think you’ve earned a reward for all your work tonight Greggy. You like the sound of that?” I nodded...

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Lessons

Lessons Inspired by a movie, a husband tries to paint his wife's nails. He's not very good, so he ends up with a very public lesson in the proper technique. Don't try this at home. That's the disclaimer they give on those extreme stunt shows. Maybe they should have put that in the movies, too. For when I tried to copy a scene in one movie, things just got out of control. My story begins happily. I was in my mid twenties, employed as an advertising copy writer and already...

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Lessons Learned Day One

Lessons Learned (day one) Disoriented and with a pounding head ache, I attempt to open my eyes, Twisting my head side to side I begin to panic as I see only darkness. My jaw throbs as I realize there is something hard between my teeth. My arms stretched over my head. I tug hard, my scream muffled as my wrists pop, but remain in place. Thoughts are running wild, "where am I? Why can’t I see?" My breathing becomes ragged, as I try to breath around the thing between my teeth. It catches, and...

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Lessons Learned Day One

Introduction: A new slut to use, told from his and her view point, first time posting a story all critque welcome ((story unfolds from his and her view)) Lessons Learned (day one) Disoriented and with a pounding head ache, I attempt to open my eyes, Twisting my head side to side I begin to panic as I see only darkness. My jaw throbs as I realize there is something hard between my teeth. My arms stretched over my head. I tug hard, my scream muffled as my wrists pop, but remain in place....

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Lessons in Submission

Lessons in Submission Lessons in SubmissionCopyright Ed Edas 2006 All rights reservedPrologue ???? ?Emma was lying on her front on her bed, she was watching TV, naked apart from a pair of brief panties.? The door was flung open, she smiled at Kurt?s somewhat dramatic entrance, and then realising that he was in a serious mood, she got quickly off the bed and knelt before him.? She spread her knees wide apart and with her arms behind her back grasped one of her elbows in each hand.? This...

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Lessons Learned

Lessons Learned Lessons Learned The phone rings and I sleepily reach over to answer it. Who would be calling me at this hour? I looked at the clock. It read Five AM. I pick up the receiver and answer with a half asleep tone in my voice.?Hello???Slave I want you prepared for my return. Do I make myself clear?? ?Yes Master.? I reply. Now fully awake.?Good.? He says and hangs up. I could not have gone back to sleep if I wanted to. The tone in Master?s voice had been very harsh. He did not...

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Lessons for a Tease

Candie stood 5 feet, 5 inches tall and weighed a mere 110 pounds. Her lightly tanned face was accented by deep blue eyes, a button nose, full lips, and was surrounded by long blonde hair. She was just past her eighteenth birthday, and her class had recently graduated from their small town high school. Candie had been an early bloomer. Her breasts had started developing while she was still in elementary school. By the time she started her freshman year of high school, she had a firm set of...

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Lesson Learned

Lessons Learned When I walked into the club for Gina’s bachelorette party, I was too frazzled from work to wonder who else might be there. I’d left the office closer to seven than six, ran home to change into my one appropriate dress, and now I was late. A broken chunk of sidewalk almost made me later, but I managed not to fall. I was sure I looked ridiculous as I stumbled towards the door, but I got in without further trouble. Once inside I took a minute to orient myself amid the pulsing...

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Lesson Learned

Lessons Learned When I walked into the club for Gina’s bachelorette party, I was too frazzled from work to wonder who else might be there. I’d left the office closer to seven than six, ran home to change into my one appropriate dress, and now I was late. A broken chunk of sidewalk almost made me later, but I managed not to fall. I was sure I looked ridiculous as I stumbled towards the door, but I got in without further trouble. Once inside I took a minute to orient myself amid the pulsing music...

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Lessons from Mom

I was just beginning to learn about sex, discovering my cock and learning to masturbate, when my good friend Jerry told me about a fantastic weekend he had enjoyed with a friend of his mom's who had stayed with him while she was out of town. The man had shown Jerry his cock and they had done all kinds of neat things together. I had to laugh when he told me this because I had enjoyed a similar experience. I told him it was with an adult male also, but I was fibbing, as you will see in a...

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Lessons Learned

Lessons Learned Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When I walked in the house and saw my parents sitting there, you could have killed me with a feather! They weren't supposed to be home, so I had gotten dressed and gone out with my best friend to a show. We traded stares for a moment, then I started for my bedroom to change and go to bed. Wait a minute young...lady" came dad's voice, "come back in here right now!" Now, since I am their son, you can guess how I was...

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Lessons Learned

Lessons Learned Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When I walked in the house and saw my parents sitting there, you could have killed me with a feather! They weren't supposed to be home, so I had gotten dressed and gone out with my best friend to a show. We traded stares for a moment, then I started for my bedroom to change and go to bed. Wait a minute young...lady," came dad's voice, "come back in here right now!" Now, since I am their son, you can guess how I was...

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Lessons from Allison part 2

She laughed naughtily as her eyes met mine. Her tongue emerged and starting at the base went up the full length of my engorged member, and traced a long slow circle around the tip. An intense shudder of pleasure rocketed through my body, and I sighed deeply. Her mouth wrapped around my cock and slipped down my shaft as her tongue kept working on my tip. She began gently massaging my balls. She stopped occasionally to stroke my cock. I thought my eyes would roll back in my head. I was grunting...

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Lessons Part Two

Michael – Compound Owner, 46. Edward –Potential Slave, 12. Jessie – Edwards Brother, 7. James – Slave to Jessie, 9. Lessons Chapter Two – Stay within the Confines. Edward and Jessie sat at the kitchen table, having survived, relatively unscathed from their first ordeal with Michael, Edward was still running over the events of the day, aghast at the fact that he had kicked that boy, even if he hadn’t put his entire effort into it, he had still caused harm, something he was glad his...

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Lessons from Duddy

Our family grew up in the rockies in BC. we lived in a tiny village way up north. It was remote. We had to take a plane to go into the main town so we had to be careful and make sure we always had enough supplies to get by.So our life was quite different from most.My mother home-schooled all 7 of us k**s. Sex education was given to us by my father. It had always been this way.When a girl turned thirteen she would get to go into Duddy's big office for the very secretive "birds and bees' talk....

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Lessons At The Edge

LESSONS AT THE EDGEByWILLIAM GAIUSPART ONEChapter 1RoseAnn Perez had been my mother’s best friend since I was in elementary school. More important to me, she’d overseen my graduation from teen-aged fumbling to adult sex, and surely accounts for my fascination with tall, assertive women. After a short-lived marriage in her twenties, she’d been inducted as an honorary member of our family and I’d been encouraged to call her ‘Aunt’. She paid special attention to me, bringing gifts at Christmas,...

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