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"Your final submitted score is 92," Heather said. "Jessica only has 73." Alina smiled. "Thank God!" she said into her cell phone. It was so good to find out her victory was official. "Wait," Heather said. "I've got another call. Hang on a sec." "Okay," Alina said. While she waited her own phone beeped indicating another call. "Darn," Alina murmured. When she checked the caller ID, though, she smiled. As much as she wanted to talk with Heather about winning the Game, this...
After school the following Friday, Day 5 of the Game, Alina was at her computer and she nervously typed in the Game's website address. She entered her special username and password and instantly the images of her and her competitors appeared on the monitor. She sighed in relief when she saw that her image came up first. She'd ended the previous day in second place for the first time, down two points behind some Senior she'd never met named Chloe. Mr. Senders had given each of her tits a...
That left Alina, Jerry’s purchased wife. The report made it clear that she knew for some time that something was going on, but she was loyal to her husband instead of my grandfather, so she did not report her questions. Grandfather had selected her specifically to please her husband, watch him closely and report. If Astrid had been a woman, she would have reported at the first sign. But Alina was ashamed her husband found pleasure with a man. As the missing amounts got bigger, she had aided...
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"You still dominate the Game, Alina. Even though you've barely earned any points this week the 52 you earned last Friday still gives you a commanding lead." "Yes, Mr. Senders," Alina said. She was totally nude, in his office, and in the usual position. To her relief he was alone which meant he wouldn't be sharing her with any of his friends or colleagues today. She tried to keep her eyes off the steel ruler in his hand, though, since she'd yet to see him hold it without using it. He...
"Hey, check it out," Dean said to his friends. The high school seniors glanced down the hallway in the direction Dean was nodding and they instantly spotted the prettiest sophomore in school: Alina Rogers. She was at her locker and was studying her class schedule. As always the prim-and-proper girl looked sexy even in her prim-and-proper clothes. It'd been months since the boys had seen the girl they'd dubbed the "most fuckable Freshman" the year before. It was a title they'd...
Chapter 11: The Morning After I awoke with a start, confused and for a moment or two scared of my surroundings... Where was I? What the hell was going on? I let my eyes slowly adjust to the dim light coming in through the blinds in front of me, and watched as the room came into focus. There was a bed across from me, and I scanned the occupant quickly. There was a gorgeous girl in her mid 20s, lying on her side on the bed. She wasn't under any blanket, but was instead out in the open...
Professor Steuber ging unruhig in seinem Büro auf und ab. In nur drei Tagen musste er seinen Vortrag auf einer Fachtagung halten und war noch längst nicht mit dem Manuskript fertig. Er versank geradezu in Arbeit und hatte seine kostbare Zeit ausgerechnet jetzt noch mit der Beratung seiner Studenten verbringen müssen. Was für eine Verschwendung! Steuber trat ans Bücherregal, zog eines der dicken Regelwerke heraus und suchte eine Textstelle, als es an der Tür klopfte. "Ja bitte?", rief er...
So, the ending to this story has taken foooooreeever... But I am so glad I actually get to finish it for you all! I have just been so busy doing my own thing, that this was further down my list of To-Do's, but, I hope you enjoy it! Sorry to leave you hanging for so long! Love, Ashley ---------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 13: The Wedding and The End I got ready for the wedding on autopilot, and definitely found myself moving much faster than I...
When the door to his office opened the sight of young, beautiful Alina Rogers was everything Jerry Senders had hoped for. The once haughty, self-assured girl looked utterly defeated and confused. Her skin was paler than normal and there was a sad expression on her pretty face. She seemed surprised to see him and she glanced back down at the pass she was holding in her hand. "Jerry?" she said. "Sorry, I'm ... Mrs. Simon wanted to see me. Excuse me..." "Take a seat, Alina," he said...
On the last day of the Game, Alina was still twenty points ahead of her only remaining rival, Jessica Mackson. Success in the Game wasn't without its price, however. Her social life at school was basically ruined. Except for Karen all of her friends had stopped even trying to contact her. Plus, no one at Bible study took her seriously anymore. None of the students who attended said anything about the Game but she could feel their judging eyes and hear their giggling whispers while she tried...
I showed up at my twin brother’s place unannounced. When I rang the bell, there was no answer so I figured Adam and his wife, Alina, went out. I stooped to get the key they kept under the floor mat and let myself in. I throw my bag somewhere and sat on the couch trying to find the remote to the TV. As I was about to turn it on, I realized that someone’s in the shower. I walk over to it. The door was ajar and I could see my sister in law’s hot body in full view. The water running down her body...
Cheating WifesThe woods held a special place in her heart. Since she was little, she could feel it calling out to her. Like someone constantly calling her name. There was a siren song to it that drew her thoughts back to the woods all the time. These tall, majestic oaks surrounded their little village, like stalwart protectors that held the wilderness at bay. An unmoving wall of trees that would stumble even the strongest army. Unfortunately, not many in her village shared her outlook. To them the woods...
"Mmm, that's good," I moan happily as Alina's soft lips slide down the length of my cock, engulfing me in the warm wetness of her eager mouth. I look down to see her beautiful green eyes gazing up at me, twinkling mischievously as she slowly pulls back until the head of my throbbing penis is positioned just in front of her lips. Strings of saliva link her mouth to my cock as she smiles impishly and flicks her tongue lightly around my helmet, tasting the precum that is already oozing out. I...
RomanceChapter 11: The Girlfriend Felicia and I sat on my couch together, both with a glass of wine in our hands. She had asked for a glass of wine, but had said nothing else since walking through my door. She had just sat on the couch, staring at me as I moved about my apartment and poured the glasses. I just sat there, sipping on the wine and feeling silly and shameful... I should have known this was going to happen... How could it not? I secretly hated her for not showing up earlier and...
Chapter 8: The Neighbor I awoke the next morning feeling insanely relaxed. I lay there for a while, with my eyes shut, not thinking about anything and just enjoying the feeling. When I did open my eyes, I was shocked to see how I was still dressed. My breasts looked huge, and I couldn't see past them. I sat up and looked down at my body... How had it come to this? This wasn't a man's body anymore. Why couldn't I stop? I slowly wriggled out of the outfit and my lingerie, and...
"Oh. You." "Nice way to greet your sister," Diane said. The woman pushed past him and walked into her brother's apartment but immediately stopped. "Jesus Christ, Jerry! Look at this place!" Jerry Senders sighed, closed the door, and turned to his sister. He looked around and saw what she saw: a disaster. He hadn't cleaned the place in over a week and the evidence was obvious. Empty beer bottles littered his coffee table, the wood floor, the counter that divided the room from the...
Years ago, I used to have this very athletic black friend who was the biggest player of all time. He loved women and sex more than anything, and had slept with more girls than any other guy I know with some the craziest sex stories that he shared with me. Here is first of his crazy sex stories I'll be sharing, where he had sex with my next door neighbor in my own shower while I was. My Nigerian friend who had sex with so many women Chapter 1: My Brazilian neighbor Years ago I used to have this...
InterracialThis morning, somebody sent me a link and told me it was a good place to find Brazilian transsexuals. I guess my head was still a little bit fuzzy from last night’s binge on Viagra and hookers, so I immediately wanted to know, “How many is a Brazilian?” I understood my mistake as soon as I loaded up the front page of the aptly named Brazilian-Transsexuals. Oh, right! A Brazilian!So, how many is a Brazilian? Well, the digits at the top of the landing page at Brazilian-Transsexuals.com puts the...
Premium Shemale Porn SitesSao Paolo, Brazil, 1923: When Alicia was a teenager her mother had thought her religious devotion to be only a phase. The girl had started rising before sunrise to attend early mass. This was very unusual for her family was composed of hard- nosed merchants in the city of Sao Paolo and rarely had they the time for esoteric leanings. At first Alicia’s mother suspected a boy. She was probably meeting some young rake at mass, or worst, a priest. This turned out not to be the case. Her mother...
Everything started innocently enough. It usually does in life. Rarely are you warned in advance that you are about to be bitten in the ass. The new Rio office opening had gone very smoothly. Almost too smoothly in fact—John was waiting for something to go wrong. The “other shoe” usually does drop. Entering the Brazilian energy consulting market would be a challenge, but with huge upside potential. Luckily John had a great partner and customer in Marcos Sergio de Pereira. The two men had been...
MasturbationI have been posting stories on the Lush Stories website since February 2010. I was trying to help relieve the stress of a sexless marriage, and I have found it to be very arousing to write about my sexual fantasies, and to explore the psychological and physiological motivations that we have as humans. Some of my stories are based at least in part on real events, but most are figments of my imagination.My name is Ed, and my interest in porn was awakened in my early-fifties, a few years after my...
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Chapter 2: Fulfilling the Deal The water in the tub slowly filled up, covering the bath salts I had thrown in the bottom previously and releasing a strong lavender aroma. I inhaled the scent, feeling a mix of lust and hatred at the memory of Felicia. I quickly buried the thought, I had a task at hand. I paused, giggling once more. The task at hand was shaving my legs so my body would look even sexier wearing Felicia's lingerie, which I had now strung on the towel rack behind me....
Chapter 6: Surprise I set the package on the bed and retreated to my computer. Sure enough, my card had been charged the night of the drunken incident. I had done quite a number on myself while blacked out apparently. I turned to the package. What had I gotten myself? I had a feeling it wasn't going to be manly. My hands reached out and scooped up the package. I laid it in my lap and gently unsealed it. I cooed unnaturally as I slid out the contents. I read the receipt, it was...
Chapter 7: Changes For the next three weeks, I wore the new slip set to bed every night, and that seemed to satiate my lust for wearing sexy lingerie. I started to fall back into my normal routine, wearing regular male clothes all the time, and only slipping into something sexy at night. I thought work would be embarrassing, but found Eric to be very cool with the situation, never saying anything more, and just treating me as he normally did, although he did stop using the phrases ...
Chapter 8: The Replacement I couldn't deny it anymore, I had boobs. I adjusted my brand new pink sports bra from Victoria's Secret and stared down at my chest. Another three weeks had past and they had grown quite significantly, now fully filling my A cups, meaning soon I would have to upgrade to the B cups I had thankfully already purchased. I wriggled a little back and forth, feeling them jiggle despite the confines of the sport bra. They actually stuck out far enough to...
Brazilian Fantasy by Unknown Revised Part 1 Stevie sighed as he settled into his seat on the Varig jet parked at the metro airport in Sao Paulo. Tonight he would be in Rio and would have four entire days to relax and recuperate. As he closed his eyes and settled back, he felt someone sliding into the seat next to him. As he looked over, he was stunned, an absolutely knockout girl looked back at him, high Mayan Cheekbones, full lips, and from what he could see a terrific...
Brazilian Torture Ranch By Shabbadew2002 Contact me @ [email protected] Chapter 1 Lost and Found It started out as a two-week vacation in Brazil.? The plan was to visit the Mato Grosso which Sandra was anxious to see before it was gone forever. They planned the trip as a way to heal the rifts between them. A project they could share and help them bond. For Alan and his daughter, it became a decent into another world, but in the end it did create a new relationship for them. In a way, it all...
She smiled "Good morning," then, "Please don't stop." Beast couldn't help smiling too. He nodded, bringing his lips down to her nipple and his hand toward her shaved pussy. Gently, he put one of his fingers inside her tight hole and wiggled it. She was very sensitive down there; she began to moan and lift her ass up from the bed. Beast had an instant hard-on. Her innocence turned him on easily. Belle lifted his face from her breast and kissed him full on the mouth, sticking...
Belle and Troop A- Sam DarquesiedI reveled in the beauty of that bright, warm, glorious day. It had been a hard final year and I had promised myself that the day after my final paper I would head for the woodlands. I have always loved solitary deep woods hiking but that year simply left no time for anything other than study. I was twenty five years old with a newly acquired degree in biology and a couple of solid employment prospects. I had worked hard so I deserved to take some time for...
The mansion on 39th street had always been considered haunted by the locals. It had belonged to an ancient and power family – The Caervon’s. The Caervon’s had lived there for centuries. A secretive and very reclusive family, they had rarely ventured amongst the locals and families that resided in the large town not far away. They had been a well thought of and liked family, even though it seemed as though they thought they were above such mortals as those that lived in the town. The parents...
The Brazilian Ambassador's wife was an absolute total fox! Gabrielle Dominquez y Montefiore was descended from Iberian aristocracy and spoke pure Castillian and her English was flavored with a British flavor that made her sexier with every word she spoke. Gabrielle or "Gabby" as she was known to the entire international diplomatic crowd also spoke French with the distinct inflection of upper class Parisian society. The truth was that Gabby was more plebian in her roots. Her mother was a...
With the advent of a fast fading libido on the part of her much older husband, Gabrielle began to search out friendly cocks to satisfy her need for pussy and ash stretching. She always found older men to be sincerely appreciative of her sexual favors. Accordingly, she preferred the mature and experienced male suitors to the herd of silly young men more caught up in a celebration of their own unique superiority. Sometimes, she stooped low into the pack of admiring males and selected...
The main market buzzed happily with villagers. Haggling and friendly banter resounded around the square, a square that was filled with booths and stands of all sorts of different things. A booth near the center seemed to catch everyone’s attention. It was blindingly colorful, with all sorts of different flowers and plants. Belle stood at the booth, oblivious to the attention her stand was receiving. She was on break at the moment and the owner, Mrs. Lovesworth, was taking care of the steady...
Lucy was lazing around in the living room when she heard Belle drunkenly try to scrape the key in the front door's lock. She heard giggling - a second voice. A woman's. Lucy put her tattered copy of Asimov's Second Foundation down on the coffee table and owled the door with interest, her nylon legs sprawled across the arm of the sofa. Lucy and Belle were both avid readers. Between them they made their way through perhaps 8 to 12 books a month. More, when they had no university deadlines or...
CrossdressingSunlight awakened me. Brilliant beams of early morning light streaming through tall windows irritated my eyes. It took a few seconds for my mind to become acclimated to my surroundings. I was in the master bedroom suite of a newly-restored antebellum mansion. My Great-grandfather Pan had left this majestic house and two-hundred acre bluegrass horse farm to my sister Wendy and me. I turned away from the irritating sunlight and found myself face to face with my sister in a big,...
Marybelle Magnolia Blossom Rousseau was going home. It hadn’t been a decision that she had made lightly as she hadn’t been home since she was 17 years old. Plus –she adored her life in Los Angeles. She had been a wide-eyed teenager full of youth and promise when she had first stepped off the Greyhound bus in Hollywood for stardom. She turned her nose contemptuously at the pimps trying to get their new ‘ho’ out of her and made her way to the San Fernando Valley. Working hard as a waitress...
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Belle Meets Master [part 1 of 2]By: Belleerotique ([email protected])Belle was raised as a good little girl in a small southern town. She had alwaysdone as she was told to do, always been the "good girl". She had always feltout of place though. She had always had dark thoughts about sex and about whatfelt good. She never realized exactly what though until she met her Master.Belle was a tall girl, 5'10" and weighed in at about 165. She looked likea tall curvy amazon, but she never felt...
I can smell her but I can’t see her, which is strange since the room is only fifteen by thirty feet. I know she is watching me. I can feel her eyes watching every move I make, flickering from the pen I am holding to any movement from my body. If I do anything that she hasn’t told me to do, it is over. It might be anyway, I might be dead when I have finished writing, I don’t know and at this point, I am not sure I care. All I know is that the last twenty-four hours have made me a believer in...
SupernaturalBut I guess it all got too much for me, as I visited Brazil last November for a work meeting I found that I had simply had enough of the dry spell. Brazil was a beautiful country and I loved looking around in the spare time I had. One day before the work meeting I had an extra day before I needed to be at my best. So I decided to visit one of Brazil’s famous beaches. As you probably know, the women of Brazil are extremely beautiful, and they don’t mine letting you know. Even before I first...
Brazilian BitchBy: Londebaaz Chohan (A word of caution. Some stories are not fictional but all true like this one. Take all precautions to copy). Brazilian Florence was the one to make me fuck her ass. It was only a next door affair but if I think back, her brother Vincent would have cut my dick off; knowing that I was fucking his sister and both in her pussy and ass. It is so nice that at certain age; only the cock head thinks and decides; what and who to fuck. Thank god for that. Florence had...
This is a followup to the Brazilian teenage story I posted here recently.You may remember about some cock teasing by a group of teenage girls on the beach and then a little more intimate fun, by chance, in my apartment.Well, some time passed after the chance, but incredibly sexy, meeting with the girl. Giselle, as I found out her name, and there were no chance meetings. I even went to the beach as regularly as I could to try and accidentally see them, but no luck. They didn’t come back, so I...
Belle Dawson was bored. She was 36 years old and had been a widow for over 3 years. Her husband, Don Dawson, had been a very loving man and had taught Belle to really love sex. However, he'd kept her in the dark about men. She thought all cocks were the same size. He also told her that she had lovely tits. He explained to her that old women had breasts, but young women had tits. He never did explain when a woman's tits became breasts. After Don had been killed in an auto accident, she'd...
Belle Delphine is a girl you probably know only by name. Or, if you're an adventurous perverted human, you've probably seen some of her content. Belle can go from extreme to cute and fuckable in an instant. On her Twitter account, she has 1.9 million followers. She's "here to be pervy and nasty" and there are nearly two million people who want to be just that with her. For a social media account, Belle has done a pretty good job in keeping up who she is for her followers.There was a time when...
Twitter Porn AccountsBelle was a woman of about fifty when I knew her, had long grey hair and a short, broad body, a boisterous manner and had left her husband of many years and moved to northern NSW to the town of Bellingen. She had bought a block of land there, part rain forest, part pasture, and there she lived in the old farm house with her two teenage daughters. She was a hippy, or if you like, new age, which is to say she was deeply dissatisfied with the ideology, the habits, the economy and the repressions...
MatureIt was over a month when one day Mr. Rawal called me. Rawal: How is my sexy babe? Me: Mr. Rawal, why have you called me? Rawal: I am alone in my house and feeling a bit lonely. Why don’t you drop by and we can spend some time together? Me: Are you crazy, you think I will come again? Rawal: Oh the sexy bitch is showing attitude. Don’t forget you little whore, what happened that night. I have your sexy smooth naked body on camera. Do you want me to show it to everyone? Me: What, you bastard....
You can contact me for requests, fan mail, hate mail, naked pics of your boobies, or anything else you have in mind at [email protected] copyright ghostwriter118, intended for use only as the author sees fit ___________________________________________________________________________________ Belle’s boyfriend had been away for only a week before her horniness consumed her. She wanted nothing more than to have someone lick her little pussy thoroughly, but her boyfriend was gone for...
CHAPTER ONE – THE MEETING ‘HERE, KITTY, KITTY! HERE, KITTY, KITTY!’ *Damn Haley’s cat!* I thought to myself as I looked into the tree. I heard the faint cry of a frightened kitten, but I couldn’t see any of the orange furball. My patience was at its end – until I looked over to the stoop where my towheaded daughter sat. She was curled up in a sitting fetal position. Her face was wet with her tears, her chin in her hand, and she was slowly rocking back and fourth. My beautiful, six-year-old...
She looked up at Me, her voice shaking and finally asked in a wavering voice “ M-M-May I please, please kiss your foot like Sammie is?†Her relief was palpable as she managed to put voice to her desires . The Breaking of Belle Hi everybody, Elana back with a new story , this one is going to go in a bit of a different direction . Things have not worked out in the long run with GoddessBernadette (this may surprise everyone but I am really not a very good submissive. I have a tendency to obey when...
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"...with a final thrust, his hard cock explodes into her pussy. She screams out his name as they both cum together." Belle closes her eyes as she remembers those lines from her erotic book she read a few minutes ago. Allowing one of her hands to trail down to her moist underwear, she bites her lower lips as she nears orgasm. The suddenly, there was a loud banging coming from the door that completely killed the vibe. "Yes?" Belle tries fixing her dress as she limps over to open the door. "Honey,...
PrologThis series has happened for real. Written by me (HentaiHub) and told by a Cosplayer who's cosplaying Raven from Teen Titans.RavenHere are two picture of the girl from this series.Part 1 - PoolsideMid-morning Mediterranean sunshine flashes across the cyan pool waters as Raven tiptoes between the half empty lines of sun loungers towards her own. Quickly, she d****s her towel across its padded bed, grab an ashtray from a nearby table, unlace the 4" sandals from her feet and plops herself...
En Vacances 1: Poolside Mid-morning Mediterranean sunshine flashes across the cyan pool waters as I tiptoe between the half empty lines of sun loungers towards my own. Quickly, I drape my towel across its padded bed, grab an ashtray from a nearby table, unlace the 4” sandals from my feet and plop myself down for another day hiding behind my sunglasses.This is how I holiday; my body gently basting in finely applied suntan oil, reclining on a lounger, slightly out of sight of my fellow sun...
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We’re in the middle of a wide street – on one side of the road, a large brick building – several storeys high – the end wall closest to us has no windows and is painted red – with a huge red and white logo reading “STAFFORDSHIRE UNIVERSITY”. There are no students to be seen, because the university is – of course – still on lockdown. We pan around and look over the road – where we can see a small corner-shop – a fast food outlet. “Nice ‘n Spicey” We zoom in as our hostess, Charley Ozvik,...