The Lion King Simba and Kiara Part 3 1
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Introduction: Kiara and Kovu are inexperienced with sex and ask for help This story does not belong to me. It belong to its original poster LORDSOFTRUNKS. I am simply posting here to help spread his/her work since I couldnt find this story anywhere else here you go Ouch…. Kiara moaned as she felt tender around her left hind leg. Kiara walked up the promontory of Pride Rock and into the cave, where she was surprised to find her father Simba, taking a nap. Kiara…. Simba awoke sensing the...
"Ouch...." Kiara moaned as she felt tender around her left hind leg. Kiara walked up the promontory of Pride Rock and into the cave, where she was surprised to find her father Simba, taking a nap. "Kiara...." Simba awoke sensing the presence of his daughter as she walked inside the cave. "Hi daddy..." Kiara said. Simba then noticed the cut on one of her legs. "Hey, what happened to you?" Simba asked. "Oh, I'd rather not say..." Kiara started, with a vague feeling of...
Shift Happens: Kiara by Kaitlyn Autofield Prerequisite - Shift Happens: Lionel *****One Hour Before The Shift***** Kiara's hand slid down Jake's leg as she sipped down her Martini, a devious smile painted on her lips while the others flirted with one another. ?Silvia seemed distracted, although Tom continued making his moves on her while Hannah helped to shield Tom's advances. "Should we...?" Kiara flirted and giggled, running a hand through her vibrant red hair; her green...
Few things in life are sexier than a perfectly sculpted MILF. Sure, 18+ teens are pretty fucking hot too. But they don’t have the experience of a MILF.And before you tell me, ‘oh no! I know plenty of legal teens that know how to suck and ride a cock,’ boy, sit the fuck down! No one – and I mean no one – knows how to make a dick their like a MILF. And when you take a look at Twitter.com/mysexykiaramia – the official Twitter account of porn star Kiara Mia – you will know what I’m talking...
Twitter Porn AccountsAs Kiara started training, she started to notice glances from some of the boys and even a couple of the girls. She didn't think of herself as pretty and had never had any real attention off of anyone before. The rumblings of attention made feel uncomfortable, even though nothing was done or said, she did everything she could to dissuade them. She wore baggy clothes in downtime that didn't show off her figure and she made sure not to give any of the males in her training group too much...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is the time that I ****d...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were no more than 6 years old. That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is...
Kiara had been totally exposed today, her hormones were flooding her bloodstream and she was still so desperately turned on from her interrupted masturbation session in the toilet stall. She subtly smelled her fingers and confirmed what she already knew. Anyone in close proximity, would know how turned on she was without even looking at the spreading patch between her legs, you could smell the sharpness of pussy on her fingers and emanating from between her legs. She was a mess, a shaking mess...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. The incident I’m going to share with you guys occurred when I was still a junior college student. After my parents passed away, my siblings and I switched college to a less expensive one. My older brother became the breadwinner of...
Approaching her, he pushed her down. Lying her back on his desk he seemed to fill the space between her legs. She could feel the cold smooth wood of the desk on her back, she could feel the mans course hair of his thighs rub against hers. Her soft, subtle smoothness an antithesis of his course, rough solidity. Finally, she received the sensation that she longed for as his shaft up rubbed up against her pussy. She pushed herseld up onto her elbows, she wanted to see the moment happen. She...
Hi readers, this is Kabir, 21 years old back with another story. I am staying in Mumbi and I have a fetish for long hair. This incident happened 2 years back with my neighbour. She is 4 years elder to me and her name is Kiara. We stay in a good society in Mumbai on the second floor adjacent to each other. Kiara stayed in the town side area of Mumbai with her parents and came here just during her vacations. I had seen her earlier also during a few functions. But today she looked like a bomb. She...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. This story is the continuation of my previous part. So, without wasting any more words, let’s get on with it. We packed our books, our notebooks, and a few clothes that we would have needed for the next 11 days. We had altered the...
Hi guys, I’m Kiara. I’m a 44 years old single mother. I have 18 children of my own. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an American diplomat, and my mother was Indian. I was born and raised in India. It wasn’t until I completed my education I moved to Australia. It was 9:30 at night. Our dinner was made, and boys were sent to the room where they were supposed to sleep. But for my sisters and me, there was no room. Principal sir held us back. The other 5 teachers who taught us other subjects...
We had been sitting in the garden chatting about her latest ‘client’. I was trying to come to terms with what she was telling me. What she said next changed my world forever.“Would you like to meet her?”I couldn’t believe my ears. Was I really being invited to meet her ‘client’ who she claimed was naked and locked in her cellar?“I warn you,” she said standing up, “she may not be in the mood for idle chatter, but your presence might be beneficial.”As she headed towards the gate, I knew I should...
Becoming Eliza By DreamWeaver The flash of lightning caught me by surprise, and the almost immediate report of thunder made me jump. The forecast had mentioned possible thunderstorms, but there had been no rumbles of thunder in the distance for warning. I started to pick up my pace, hoping I could manage the half mile or so back to my apartment building before the downpour, but the wind quickly picked up, more flashes of lightning followed, and huge gobs of rain began to spatter on...
History Humour. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,”...
History Humour. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs...
History Humour. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs...
“Mr D’arcy how delightful!” Mrs Bennet simpered as her new neighbour arrived on horseback quite unannounced one spring morning. “Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.” “Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs Bennet smiled through gritted teeth, “Come you must meet my girls,” she added, seeing an opportunity to marry one off, and called upon them to come...
Melissa Won't Let Go. By Tanya H. -4- ELIZA. My dreams came horribly full of men and cocks. I spread my legs, my mouth, my tits eagerly for them, hitched my skirts, pulled aside my panties; I made it easy for them to take me and fill me even as I hated what I did, what I lusted for. A passenger in my own humiliation. Awareness came back slowly - grey light of dawn or dusk, a weight of bedclothes on my body, a warning of peeing. Fear rode me too; that I'd open my eyes to some...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school.I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect time. I...
Little RideFic Title:Little RideAuthor:Andrew Troy KellerEmail:[email protected]:David Boreanaz/Jaime Bergman/Eliza Dushku/Gwen StefaniRating:NC-17Summary:Eliza Dushku goes with two of her good friends,David Boreanaz and Jaime Bergman on a city bus to her birthday surprise,only to have her recieve an even bigger surprise on that very bus.Warnings:Male/female sex,female/female sex,strong language——Have any of you ever wonder what would happen if you were to just once listen to your wild...
“I think we should start off with her on her back, don’t you? I know her usual style might be bent over the front of a car or upright in the nearest bus shelter, but we can do better than that.”“Neither of those two are my style either,” I replied, “but a standing fuck can be fun.”“We may try other positions at a later date but let us start off with something simple. Do you want her to give oral to begin with?”“That would be nice. I can check if she’s improved from last night.” As I spoke, I...
I followed her along the corridor and down the stairs. My mind was still buzzing with the thrill of what had just happened. My hand still tingled from the feel of the flogger sweeping through the air and hitting tender flesh and my ears were still occupied with the muffled cries and sobs. I felt alive and that I should not, and I knew it was wrong, but I was filled with new and exciting sensations. As I walked down the stairs, I was mesmerised by Eliza’s shapely figure in front of me. That...
Hi everyone, my name is Kabir. I’m 21 years old, staying in Bombay. I have a long hair fetish. This incident happened 2 years back with my neighbor. She’s 4 years elder to me and her name is Kiara. We stay in good society in Mumbai on the second floor adjacent to each other. I love foreplay, hair play, hair jobs more. Read the first part for the precap. Next morning I woke up a bit late and by the time Kiara left for her house. She had to go to some relatives place and would be coming in the...
We joined her in the lounge, and I let go of the leash as Sylvia went directly over and knelt next to Eliza’s chair. As I sat down, I wondered just how rebellious she had been to deserve being sent here. Or what she had done before I arrived to deserve her earlier beating. Unbidden, images of Eliza skilfully wielding her crop came into my head. She had looked magnificent, I could not deny it. My own feeling of power mixed into those images and I couldn’t help a smile spread across my face....
We see that familiar opening sequence – various scenes of UK life, taken from the introductions to previous episodes – a field, a beach, a pub, a motorway ... but now we are seeing medieval castles, green pastures, ancient forests, and nordic invaders. The BBC documentary title appears “The United Kingdom of Zoo” and then the logo “Celebrity Edition; The Last Kingdom” is slapped on the bottom in a dog jizz shaped font. “While this looks much like the Scottish Highlands, we are actually in...
I slept fitfully that night, battling unsettling dreams. When I woke it was only just past dawn, but I knew there would be no more sleep. With a sigh I got up and padded nakedly down to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I took it back to bed and climbed in. there was promise of another hot day in prospect but at this early hour there was a chill in the air. While sipping coffee I mulled over what had happened yesterday.I admit I was troubled and conflicted. I have never been violent before,...
One of the most exciting parts of my job as agent to the stars has to be visiting the sets of films/television shows. Sure, it sounds a little hokey and amateur, but it's true. Say what you want about the people in Hollywood and L.A., but when they get behind those cameras (or in front of them) something magical just happens. Today I was on my way out to the set of "Angel", the Warner Brothers network's hot spin-off from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" to see to one of the firm's newest...
Eliza Last night, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I lookedin the dictionary of dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if thereis any significance to this particular night time vision. It seems adream of a black horse is a dream of passion. Considering all that hashappened in the past weeks, I am not surprised. I should never have been a Good Samaritan. It's against my nature. But thewoman's screams were so - so piercing, they touched my very soul. What month was it? November?...
A sign on the side of a building reads, “Welcome to PussyKats, Nottingham’s Finest Gentlemen’s Club” ... And then we’re inside. It’s a cheesy, dark, noisy – BUSY - dive. Plenty of ‘gentlemen’ enjoying a drink whilst mostly naked woman dance (or writhe) on the stage and in a couple of cases, on the businessmen themselves. We watch one woman in particular, spinning around a pole, upside down, legs spread wide with a g-string barely covering her crotch. Under the harsh flashing lights we can...
Cole Givens heaved himself up and down with great, ragged, moist, sweaty breaths as the young girl's body below him made appropriately cushioned wet noises but the feeling had left him. A minute or two ago he was okay. A moment ago he was…he was there, right there, but now something had intervened. The movement was good but something was just not right. Eighteen she said back at the Shell Key Bar. Cole thought as he squeezed her breasts and teased her nipples. That had turned into...
Being yesterday’s hero took some getting used to. Cole Reynolds was no longer the star quarterback. No, at the tender age of eighteen, he was a has-been, already looking back with nostalgia at those thrilling Friday nights on the gridiron, sharing the heat of battle with his loyal teammates, cheered on by his adoring fans. But life goes on, and for him that meant getting through his last semester at Damascus High, applying for college and keeping himself in shape to perhaps play college ball....
Kate stroked the cue stick, grinning to herself as the shaft slipped back and forth between her fingers. She loved the game of pool. Tonight, after two glasses of beer, sexual innuendo seemed to be spinning through her mind. Kate chuckled. Sticks and balls and holes waiting to be filled up. She wasn’t usually so crass. Leaning against the pool table, she carefully took aim. In one fluid movement, the tip of the cue stick collided with the chalk-stained white ball, causing a chain reaction on...
I had spent some time writing down erotica stories about my true life experiences. Everything happened to me, but it didn’t always happen on the same day. One evening I was particularly horned up and I re-read the stories about my cousin ‘Cole.’ He is a few years older than me and when we were boys we would shower together. He taught me how to suck his dick, and later ride his cock, with everything coming to a climax in a threesome with his best man before he got married. After that, I...
He was red faced and breathing heavily. He had a surprised expression on his face and Kiara wondered why. As she did so she felt a bead of juice run down the inside of her leg. Maybe she wasn't supposed to be so turned on by the spanking she'd received. They made eye contact. She was was still breathing deeply and gulped, composing herself. Slowly, she slipped off her shorts and flip flops. Sitting back on the edge of his desk slightly she spread her legs a little, an invitation. Or perhaps...
Hello dosto, mera naam hai Kiara. Main mixed race hoon. Mere dad American Diplomate the aur meri maa Indian. Meri umar 44 hai. Main ab Australia mein rehti hoon. Lekin meri kafi life India mein spend hui hai. Mere filhaal 18 bachche hain. Yeh kahani main apni friend ki id se post kar rahi hoon. Ab kahani par aate hain. Aaj se kai saal pehle ki baat hai. Maine apni MBBS ki padhai puri karke internship bhi complete karli thi. Mere Maa-Dad tab Kenya mein the. Dad ki posting waha ho gayi thi. Par...
I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being raped. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other children. The one that stands out the most is the time that I...
That Sitcom Show! Have you ever heard someone claim that we are currently living in a golden age of television? Douchebags that want to sound smart at parties like to point this out. “Oh, did you just binge the entirety of How I Met Your Mother on Hulu last month, Cindy? Interesting … We live in such a golden age of television.” The worst part? Cindy completely ate that bullshit up and that douchebag is probably getting laid after the party.What that douchebag is likely referring to, though,...
Premium Porn Parody SitesClay and I rode together in his car, while Clay dropped Nate off at home, proudly displaying phone numbers for Marko, Matt, Jessie, and Mike. Clay showed me he got Brian’s number and a few others. Cole didn’t share with the young guys that he too got Marko and Matt’s numbers. Clay and Cole sat in the pool house for a while and talked while Nate and I cleaned up, made some dinner, and chatted about new swim and under gear styles coming out. Cole motioned for us to come over and all was well....
Clay and I rode together in his car, while Clay dropped Nate off at home, proudly displaying phone numbers for Marko, Matt, Jessie, and Mike. Clay showed me he got Brian’s number and a few others. Cole didn’t share with the young guys that he too got Marko and Matt’s numbers. Clay and Cole sat in the pool house for a while and talked while Nate and I cleaned up, made some dinner, and chatted about new swim and under gear styles coming out.Cole motioned for us to come over and all was well. ...
I cannot say I was devastated by the news of my husband's unfortunate accident. While he was a good man and loving husband he was frugal and rather old fashioned. I did feel a loss over not having him around I did realize that this gave me freedom to explore myself and actually live a lifestyle that his amassed wealth could easily afford instead of living in a four bedroom cabin in the middle of nowhere I could finally move back to the city.During the week that I was waiting to hear from the...
.An introduction.I was in my mid-thirties before I bought my first house. I had recently got divorced after she ran off with a chicken farmer, of all people. It took me a while to recover from the trauma of it all, but I slowly got my life back on track. Once I had cheered myself up, I determined to enjoy my new freedom. I was still relatively young, and the world was out there waiting for me. I decided the first thing I needed was a base, so I bought a house.It wasn’t a new house...
Chapter 2After he was finished I felt confused. I know what I just did was wrong on so many levels, yet I felt that I needed something more. My conscious mind was disgusted by what I had just done while at the same time I could feel that the crotch my panties were soaked. This and the idea that I could bring such pleasure to a man left me in a sort of emotional shock.Without saying anything I left the den and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice. Upon entering the kitchen I...
Introduction: She asked me help with her yard. Both of them... My name is Jason. The following happened when I was a junior in high school with my English III teacher, Ms. Cole. Her hair was short and natural black, a rarity; she had two large, round, possibly 36F size breasts; her waist was about forty-eight inches, but that didn’t matter because her ass was the perfect size; her long legs were very slim compared to the rest of her body. They were big, yes, but not huge. Everything about her...
One afternoon, after seventh hour, I was on my way home when Mrs. Cole calls me over to the class. “I need some yard work done tomorrow after school. Do you think you can help me out?” she asked. “Sure. I can be over there right after school. Just give me the address.” I replied. She wrote the address on a slip of paper and told me to be there by 3:45. The next day was a Friday. School went on as normal. But that afternoon was when I was going to Mrs. Cole’s house. I hopped into...
I woke slowly the next morning with the sunshine streaming in the window and watched the little dust motes dancing in the beams. The memories of last night after dinner slowly came back one by one as I finally had a chance to reflect and try and deal with the moral issues that last night had shattered my whole ideas of sex, and right from wrong. I knew that if anyone ever found out about what had transpired then I would go to jail.I also considered the fantastic orgasm that my daughter had...
"Nice to see you're on time today," he says through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching around his biting tone. He steps aside to let me in, and there's a second where I think running would be the right thing to do. But his brown eyes are drilling into me and somehow I end up in front of him despite my desire to escape. "I thought you might not come back after last time, Joan." He sneers at me, curls his lip to reveal sparkling white teeth, and I'm reminded of a wolf's grin before he...
Hello dosto, mera naam hai Kiara. Main mixed race hun. Mere dad American Diplomate the aur meri maa Indian. Meri umar 44 hai. Main ab Australia mein rehti hun. Lekin meri kafi life India mein spend hui hai. Mere filhaal 18 bachche hai. Yeh kahani main se post kar rahi hun. Ab kahani par aate hai. Zafar ki randi bane hue mujhe kareeb 2 mahine ho gaye the. Uss beech Qasim, Viju, aur Baku ne mujhe roz choda. Zafar aur Ravindar bhi kabhi-kabhi aaya karte the. Un 2 mahino mein mujhe 7 baar client...
The strange thing about what happened, between my daughter's best friend and me, was that it seemed so perfectly natural, so utterly ordinary. It was never a destination that either of us chose, but it was a place that both of us were happy to travel to. More than happy in fact, ecstatic - at least in my case. You'd have to ask Cassie about her recollection of the events of last year. Most of all, it didn't seem strange and it didn't seem wrong, though it was clearly the former and more than...
Eliza Eliza by Carmenica Diaz
The drive was beautiful. california is a great state with great boys. i had everything planned and with the help of some close contacts i should be able to get what my 6 inch dick wants. i got a call and it was one of my contacts. me:yes con: i have everything in place. they are going to be at the resturant at 8 pm. they will be sitting in seat 24 which is right next to an emergency exit. the interrigation rooms are in place as well. me: thank you my good man. Con: so you really think...
Your at home looking at pictures of Cheryl Cole, the English beauty from Newcastle. She has been in the public eye since she won a competition called Popstars the Rivals. She was going up against other girls for the chance to be in a girlband, there were five chances to get into the band and Cheryl won one of them. Ever since then she and her Girls Aloud bandmates have been lusted for by every man in the UK. While looking at a particular picture of Cheryl, one that you really like, there is a...
Whilst reading a popular mens magazine, you notice a full page advertisement offering the chance to date the popstar Cheryl Cole. Although seriously doubting winning the competition, you figure that it's at least worth a shot. Hey, you may even win the runners-up prize; a signed copy of her latest solo album, which will probably earn quite a bit of cash off eBay because god forbid you're going to listen to the damn thing. A few months later you receive a phone call... "Hello" "Hi this is Lads...
Witch Chronicles 002: Elizabeth's story: Elizabeth by JRD Author's Note: Here's the second part of the Witch Chronicles. The installments of this story line are republished under the heading "Witch Chronicles". Here are their original titles: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1 WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage...
Sissy - body change – panties – satin – feminization – lingerie – cocksucking – gender swapHe swallowed hard, his body tense with anticipation and admittedly a small amount of fear. He didn't _really_ know this woman and her beauty was no guarantee of her honesty. He was exposing himself as he had never done before, all in a desperate attempt to capture his dreams, to experience the most intense pleasures.Looking around the bathroom he saw that it was finely appointed with grey and pink marble...
Feminization - body change – gender swap - sissy - panties – satin – lingerie – cocksucking He swallowed hard, his body tense with anticipation and admittedly a small amount of fear. He didn't _really_ know this woman and her beauty was no guarantee of her honesty. He was exposing himself as he had never done before, all in a desperate attempt to capture his dreams, to experience the most intense pleasures.Looking around the bathroom he saw that it was finely appointed with grey and pink...
By Jax_Teller©2017 I was at the porn shop on the seedy side of town, in the booths in the back watching porn when I heard a female in the next booth tell the guy with her about a bondage club near by. I over heard her describe a nondescript building just out side the city limits. There was no sign, no windows to see in, but if the parking lot was full it was open. It was a members only club and there was a door man at the door to check membership cards. I discretely followed them out...