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Gianna Michaels Agent of the DTFBy lilguy [email protected] Michaels is a busty hitwoman tasked to take out some sex tradesAuthor note- This is a commission I did for more check it out herehttp://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/lilguy31/profileStephanie Mitchell was a young Coed, in freshmen year in college. She was entertaining a boy she liked. The boy name was Rick. He was a young man, Hispanic with short black hair.“You almost done babe” He Said“Patients Patients” She Said. She was...
Gianna Michaels catches a peeping tom 3By lilguy [email protected], femdom, tease and denial fun follows straponFlower Tucci and Gianna Michaels walked down the steps. They were naked accept for their straponsFlower had a 12 inch strap on, 3 inches in length. It was pink and had a vibrating tip. Her blond hair flowed over her face after having a night of hot sex with any buff guy she could find. Her tattoos glisten with sweat. Next to her was Gianna with a 12 inch black strap on, same...
Jetzt hatte ich es schon zweimal mit Gianna getrieben und jedem dem ich davon erzählte wollte es mir nicht glauben. Das kann ich ja durchaus verstehen. Ich selber glaube es ja immer noch nicht so ganz. Am meisten ärgert es mich, dass es mein bester Freund Heiko es nicht glaubte. Wir haben ja schon so viel miteinander erlebt da müsste er mir doch sowas glauben. Das werde ich ihm beweisen.Gianna und ich waren immer noch im wilden Austausch mit Mails. Sie wollte mich gerne mal wieder sehen. Wieder...
Ted was your average day Peeping Tom pervert. He took picture of porn stars and celebrities without them knowing and publishes it on his website, Dirtybastard.net. Gianna Michaels was one of his targets. She was a gorgeous and wild porn start, with huge breast and black hair. She stood 5.10 and was known for her thick ass and big breast and just a wild slutty demeanorShe had a wide mouth, and perfect blow jobs lips, as well as a cute button nose. Ted was ready. He had found where she lived,...
I awoke as the sun was rising the next morning. I looked over at Gianna, who was still asleep. I walked down to the lake and splashed some water on my face. I took a small sip from my water bottle, then moved back to our campsite. The fire had died out a couple hours ago. She woke up as I walked back, looking at me. "Can you sit up?" I asked her. She slowly sat up, wincing at the marks across her back as she did so. I held the water bottle out to her. She looked at the plastic bottle...
DiorEscorts sounds like it’s got to be full of some really high-class sluts, but what’s really in a name? I mean, sure, they can borrow a name from a prominent, expensive, luxury fashion designer, but I’m not sure just anyone can turn it instantly into their own brand of magic. Gianna Dior certainly made it work for her, but how many unknowns have languished in obscurity despite tacking on a famous name. (By the way, if you haven’t seen me banging Gianna over at PornDudeCasting, you’re missing...
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We were sat in the bar of his favourite 5* hotel in Manchester enjoying a bottle of wine and sex chat. He was sat a few tables away, dressed in a very smart suit looking like the pure professional. I noticed him glancing our way as I rested my hand on her arm as the conversation got filthier. Dawn was absolutely stunning, a natural beauty. Tall, busty, blonde and confident. He could see she had hard nipples under her white blouse, and her shapely smooth long legs were fully on show. He knew...
MasturbationThe Masi'shen embassy conference room was full. Ambassador Jon'a-ren and Michael sat at the head and foot of the table, respectively. They were ringed with invited guests from the United Nations, the U.S., France, and Africa. The Masi'shen were preparing to mount a ground-breaking peace-keeping mission in central Africa. "Explain to me this non-lethal stun technology your forces use, please," Secretary-General Kusnadi asked. "It is a directed cone of tuned energy," Michael explained....
The Professional By Jungle Jane It all started at work. After several frustrating months, I was finally able to find a job doing computer graphics at a small local firm. The pay wasn't real great, but it was a place to start. There were also some benefits included that I had really been looking for, most importantly, a very flexible schedule. It didn't really matter when I did my forty hours, as long as I did them. As I said, it was a small firm, with only about a...
We were sat in the bar of his favourite 5* hotel in Manchester enjoying a bottle of wine and sex chat. He was sat a few tables away, dressed in a very smart suit looking like the pure professional. I noticed him glancing our way as I rested my hand on her arm as the conversation got filthier. Dawn was absolutely stunning, a natural beauty. Tall, busty, blonde and confident. He could see she had hard nipples under her white blouse, and her shapely smooth long legs were fully on show. He knew...
Taking a seat in the lobby of his psychiatrist's office, Avery crossed his legs and picked up an issue of Vogue off the end table beside him. He never understood fashion's do's and don'ts but the people around him always complimented him on his innate sense of style. He wasn't attracted to the models in this magazine; there was no basis for attraction. Their billowing garments, intricately patterned and sharp coloured made it difficult for him to perceive the natural beauty they undoubtedly...
She lied there and stretched out her legs. The last one pounded her with her ankles up by her ears. No way she could do that without a 200lbs guy pushing down on the back of her legs while he pumped his cock in and out of her. As she stretched, she felt the cum ooze out of her soaked pussy. She arched her back and got ready for the next one. The other four guys stood there around the bed as their next friend positioned his cock at the lips of her cunt. He chanted something rude and the others...
Moments earlier, Peter Hillman had been reading his email, confirming all of the details one last time. "Alice Fielding, Asian, age 24." He glanced at the attached picture of her with her husband, noticing the large boobs on her otherwise petite toned frame. Her long black hair, and cute face, accented by meticulously applied makeup, making her eyes draw you in. How the fairly bland looking man in the picture ended up with her wasn't entirely clear to him. He continued to read the message....
I have existed for as long as I can remember. That is a very long time. As a being that lives outside the physical realm, time has very little meaning to me. I exist in what you would describe as an energy state, but it is necessary for me to be a part of a physical life most of the time, I could survive a few days without occupying a physical body at most. The beings I inhabit are unaware of me, I can control them 100%, or leave them in complete control. I can let them remember everything...
Things will be great when we're downtown... When it comes down to it, skid row is a state of mind rather than an actual place. It is where people go to be away from all society, and even there you can't escape it. Where the needle or the smoke or the bottle is your only friend, and everyone else is a blur. Weather is rain falling on you, snow gently covering and freezing you. The sun baking you and night having it's own terrors. During the winter they flock to mental institutions, and...
I had one spear left. Two of the Rock sharks floated belly up to the surface, the Slayer harpoon meant for Tyrannos was good enough to kill these triangle snouts. Even now fighting for my life I wondered why I called them that way. My last spear missed! Not that it mattered much, four sharks were now busy with the carcass of the ones I killed, fighting each other for the meat, there were three more now aiming for me, also that immense presence beneath me came closer. This was the largest...
We arrived in Halstaad Fjord and were greeted by a group of elders accompanied by twenty beefy looking men, all were dressed in the traditional Neo Viking way with leather vests and trousers and shirts. They all wore identical helmets and swords and all were dressed in the same dark brown color. Egill was also with them. As we stepped ashore he said to me, I know what happened, Eric and I will take it from here. You may have noticed the men; these are the first members of the Nilfeheim...
One day, at the "facility", my trainer said the words I had been waiting to hear. These were words I feared, but also words that meant the end of the endless repetition of exercises designed to prepare me for my future. "Stephanie, your new life is about to begin." I remembered clearly that I had once been proud, that I had once possessed freedom and dignity. I had been able to choose what college to attend, what profession to prepare for, what employment offer to accept, what men I...
Jack was bending over into an empty display case as he refilled it with his signature chocolate cupcakes. They were the very ones that put him on the map and made it possible to open up his dream shop. Sweet Nothings was his pride and joy. The French inspired Bakery and Bistro has thus far been his greatest achievement. He could hear the distant ching of the cash register as he placed the last of the cupcakes from his baking tray into the case. The sound of money always put a smile on his face....
Bill was sleeping after minor surgery. Tammy was keeping him company in the hospital. Her husband was good to her, and she had devoted her life to partnering with him in any way she could. That had been an adventure at times. For the first ten years of their marriage, it had seemed much like any other family. They had started to take each other for granted.Tammy knew that would kill their love and marriage. She wanted to keep things fresh and exciting for both her and Bill. So she had started...
SwingersHello all, I’m Akki from Mumbai. So aapne meri previous stories mein padha hoga ki kaise maine Shobha aur Pratibha aunty ke sath ek sath threesome kiya. Fir uske baad mera sex badh gaya and maine kai sari girls and ladies ko pata kar sex kiya. Toh ye incident hai mere ex job ka, jaha par mili mujhe office housekeeping lady Revati. She was really a gem. Height around 4.10- 5, fair thi, age hoga around 27-28 and nice assets. She was from country side of Maharashtra and was poor. Main jab...
This is a true story about Sexual adventures with my wife Bhavana before our marriage. It happened after the summer vacation of 2009. Actually this story was started writing my wife. Then I dramatized the text it a little, but the events are true. I should add, it’s more about buildup than the sexual act, but it is the first story written by my wife Bhavana, so be patient with us. BTW; My wife Bhavana and I are working in a reputed IT firm at Cochin Info Park. Now read the story in her own...
my name is Achu, Telling you how I had great sex with a hotel housekeeping lady. From my wee days of sex I have been very horny and always looking out for sex. Once I had to meet my friends in Cochin, so I took the evening train from Bangalore and reached Cochin at 8.00 in the morning. I called my friends both guys and girls as I reached. All guys said will reach to meet by lunch.So I took a hotel near the Ernakulam railway station itself. I went in got fresh and went to the restaurant for...
Thanks so much for reading my story, I really hope you enjoyed it! Any feedback/comments are welcome ***** This is so unfair. I’m pretty sure hobos have been treated better than this… I’ve worked here for over four years. I have given my best years to this company. I have proven my loyalty. I’m a brilliant executive assistant, and my boss knows it. I’ve spent countless nights at the office typing up his deposition briefs, calling international clients, booking last minute flights for him....
My husband and I had officially separated a year before and I had vowed to abstain from sex and concentrate on my career for at least two years. I was thirty eight years old and a successful defense attorney. Then I met my new assistant..... James was six foot two and built like a tank. He was 250 pounds of pure muscle and moved with the grace of a panther. I felt myself melt when we met but of course, being his boss, he had to make the first move or I could be sued for sexual harassment. It...
EroticCHAPTER EIGHT: A SCORE WITH CORES The chase was a lot less exciting than what Alyssa had hyped up. It turned out that utility vans that didn't know they were being followed weren't especially elusive. Who knew? They followed the van out past Fort Ruth and a quarter of the way to Charlottesville. Before that, though, the coveralls guys stopped for gas and then for lunch (Brunch? It was only 10:45 am). Both times, she pulled off, too, to avoid shooting past them and having to do an...
Below are chapters 4-5 of my novella, Keeping it Real! If you like what you see, check out my Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/OvidLemma) for unpublished chapters, release announcements, and Patron-only stories. Thanks for reading! THE DEPARTMENT OF KEEPING IT REAL VOLUME I: KEEPING IT REAL by OVID LEMMA CHAPTER FOUR: HEADQUARTERS All of them had changed, but none nearly so much as Trevor. Olivia was tall and definitively in the 'cute' camp now - and probably encroaching on...
I managed to continue to avoid being alone with Eilean for some weeks. Gabrain kept the temperature up by telling me how much his mother liked me and how she was still speaking my name as she slept. I focussed my energy on other things. I questioned Kirsty closely as to the conditions we might expect during winter. The summer temperature had been above what I was used to so I thought it was important to ask. She advised that I could expect lots of snow and ice, extreme cold, biting winds....
Keeping it in the Family By Cynthia Green I received a letter from my favorite uncle and aunt inviting me to visit them for a while during the summer. They mentioned the fact that they had remodeled their house and even added a swimming pool. Having a two week vacation coming up I called them and made arrangements to visit them the second week of June. I hadn’t actually seen them for a number of years but we had kept in touch with Christmas cards and such over the years, even though I had...
IncestThe 18th floor:These pass events happen during the recent New Years during the time of Nov and Dec 2019 while I was working a huge amount of time at work. I kind of fell into it with a manager from one of the departments. During the time I was having the hots for her I unknowingly spark the hots of one and possibly my only actual friend “Subby’ for short. His a flaming queen stands about 5’8 clean and shaven cut he keeps a very nice clean look sometimes I think his a undercover cossdresser. His...
Finally abhi office mein sirf main aur Revathi hi th. Mujhe jald baji main kuch nahi karna tha. Maine thoda kuch plan kiya tha. Mera office regional office tha, 40-50 logo ke capacity wala. Waha pe 2 CCTV the. 1 entry ke paas and ek CEO ke cabin ke paas. Maine Google pe thoda dekha ki CCTV band kaise kare. Entry wala CCTV band kar diya taki jate waqt dono sath mein gaye aisa na dikhe. Abhi mujhe office andar se lock bhi karna tha. Maine CCTV band kar diya and andar se lock bhi kar diya. Abhi...
I’m a work at home single parent of an 18-year-old boy. Neither one of us is very good at housekeeping and our apartment shows it. When a date refused to stay overnight for that reason alone I knew I had to make some changes. Looking through some online advertising services I called several possibilities but wasn’t impressed. Then one very simple ad caught my eye. “Hilda the housekeeper specializes in bachelor dwellings. Respond with your phone number and best time to call.” OK, that was...
Half past three in the afternoon, she had wanted to be back in the comfort of her base by then, she had wanted to be curled up inside her sleeping bag again by then. Instead she was listening to the cries of her fellow soldiers, the Captain screaming orders over the radio before he was cut off mid-sentence as his last order dissolved into a gurgle. Crawling through the wet grass, seeking the cover of a cluster of boulders up ahead and knowing that at least half of her squadron were dead was a...
THE DEPARTMENT OF KEEPING IT REAL VOLUME I: KEEPING IT REAL by OVID LEMMA CHAPTER ONE: DREAM ON For as long as he could remember, Trevor Bailey had a vivid imagination. His fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Parker, had once noted: 'Trevor is a gifted boy, but his head is always in the clouds.' It was true. He'd imagine different worlds - fantastic worlds and worlds not so different from his own - in stunning detail, their every little facet as real as the world he lived in. As a child,...
One of the most important things in training a slave, whether she is 18 or 38, is to keep her beautiful young ass pliable, stretched, open and ready for fucking at all times. She needs to be taught that her ass or her pussy must be available and ready twenty-four seven. Girls tend to be very selfish about their fuckholes. They tend to think of them as being personal. You need to convince a girl as part of her Bitch training that her hole is no longer her, but that it belongs to you. She needs...
Below are chapters 4-5 of my novella, Keeping it Real! If you like what you see, check out my Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/OvidLemma) for unpublished chapters, release announcements, and Patron-only stories. Thanks for reading! THE DEPARTMENT OF KEEPING IT REAL VOLUME I: KEEPING IT REAL by OVID LEMMA CHAPTER SIX: A CARTESIAN THEATRE "Are you okay, honey?" Meghan said. Alyssa... Trevor... she shook her head. "What happened?" Her voice was different. She was different....
Keeping the House Looking Nice A story by Anne Oni Mouse (10 March 2013) The intended audience is adults over 18 years old who enjoy stories involving changing someone's gender. This story is a work of fiction and is not meant to bear any relation to any people or events past or present. My thanks go to Felix/Felicia (T_M at Rachel's Haven) for the inspiration that has come my way since they arrived on the scene. - - - - As she dusted the bed head in the master bedroom...
I got my answer almost immediately: yes, John was very good at kneading. As soon as I threw the ingredients together I put him to work on the early steps of baking bread. His strong hands turned the stiff dough with ease, and he was able to finish in half the time it would have taken me. Unfortunately, I was quick to discover that John was not very good at much else in the kitchen. ‘Great, now we leave that down by the oven to rise,’ I said once he had finished with the bread dough. ‘Now we...
I groaned as the sound of my whining alarm clock filled the room, my usual response to the dreaded noise. I didn’t have to look at the face to know it was just past four in the morning, a time when only an insane person would choose to leave a nice warm bed. My mental checklist of all the work ahead of me was no help either, but I managed to swing my legs over the side of my bed and drag myself into the bathroom for a hot shower. My morning routine was quick and easy: get up, make myself look...
Celine Beckman felt her blood boiling as she watched her husband dancing with her. Her meaning Nancy Goodwin, a tall petite redhead. It was at Gilbert Kendrick’s home, friend of the Beckman’s celebrating his new position of District Attorney. Celine’s husband, Victor worked as a police officer and often the couple got invited to fancy parties and dances. Nancy was a court reporter and knew a lot of the officials. She was always at the parties as well and that’s where she’d met Celine and...
Attention kind reader: The following is a very sad tale of love and loss. While I chose to post this story in the ‘Romance’ section, be warned, there is very little sexual content to be found within the pages that follow. If it is blistering sex you seek tonight, please feel free to choose one of my other offerings. However, if it is a poignant love story that strikes your fancy, then by all means, please enjoy ‘A Promise for Keeping’ With unending appreciation, M.A.Thompson ...
I was in my second year of college attending school out of state when word reached me that my father had died. It had been totally unexpected and a major shock to my mother and younger sister along with myself. Busy as I'd been away at school it had been almost an entire year since I'd even seen them. My sister Mandy had just recently graduated from high school and like me had been planning on attending school out of state. All that had changed now with the death of our father. Mandy and mom...
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(Continued Confession of Tiffany Reddick) “You have to take off your clothes first,” I acted like this was not a big deal. After all, I had to watch HIM get naked, which was gross enough for my part. I felt like it would only feel authentic if he was nude. “You’ve seen mom and dad naked plenty of times. This is just how this particular game is played,” I said. “Oh, certainly!” he imitated my mother’s enthusiastic submissive bubble-headed bimbo act and stood up. Then he started laughing and...
Carol had not known how to react when Max had sprayed Niki’s tail. Barely used to her daughter running around naked, much less with a tail inserted in her rectum, the casual way he had mentioned how even more eager the dogs would be made her cunt twinge in nervous excitement. Just knowing what her daughter was doing, even if she could not see it at the moment, was enough to keep her mind far from her normal thoughts, constantly thinking about what was going on outside, if Niki was enjoying...
Celine Beckman felt her blood boiling as she watched her husband dancing with her. Her meaning Nancy Goodwin, a tall petite redhead. It was at Gilbert Kendrick's home, friend of the Beckman's celebrating his new position of District Attorney. Celine's husband, Victor worked as a police officer and often the couple got invited to fancy parties and dances. Nancy was a court reporter and knew a lot of the officials. She was always at the parties as well and that's where she'd met Celine and...
"Hey, the bag's gone again?" Lynn said. Holly ignored her. Lynn raised her eyebrows and watched as Holly numbly rose from her seat, put the water-pen in her pocket and walked out the back door. Lynn and they followed Holly, and then they saw Holly turn the corner and go to the men's toilet. Holly hesitated, but she had her homework and food in her bag, so she had to take everything out. She tried to resist, but the school gave her a serious demerit, and if she did so again, she would be...
Docile, by definition: quiet, easy to control, and unlikely to cause trouble. Walking down the long and more than tiring driveway that lead to her house, Cathie couldn’t keep her mind off of David’s actions. Why did he ask me if I knew anyone in town? Why had he gone out of his way to bring me lunch like that today? All these questions and more would soon be answered for her. Little did she know, sooner rather than later she would find such answers a bit out of the ordinary. The office...
For four more weeks, Belle continued to perform her duties ... the most menial, it not the most arduous in the whole retinue. And it would seem she performed them satisfactorily because not once was she summoned to feel Miss Reva’s whip. Indeed, apart from a few stinging slaps from Overseers, Belle was uns**thed as far as punishment was concerned. It was, by far, the longest period since she had become a slave. Throughout all this time, when not on duty, she wore the anal device which was...
The room was ornately Byzantine in style, with a mosaic marble floor and slim columns round the walls supporting decorative rounded arches. There were some heavy gold and crimson d****s at one end and the furniture, though sparse, was expensive. It consisted of a low chaise couch with a single high-curving end, an equally low table - on which stood a white urn filled with exotic-looking flowers - a comfortable-looking armchair, a footstool and, finally, a tall inlaid cabinet with cupboard above...
This story has been a fantasy of mine for a good few years,I still lay in bed imagining all the possible senario's. My idea would be that I and a few others of both sexes would be employed to be servants,escorts,or even ornaments,call us what you will, for wealthy clients at their cocktail parties or culinary events in their homes. We would all be briefed about behaviour and not to engage in to much conversation with the guests. Our job would be to stand ready and be completely naked,wearing...
KEEPING MY HEAD By Geneva In the French revolution, Berthe, an innkeeper's wife, and her husband Matthieu help refugees escape the Reign of Terror with the help of her grandmother's magic book. She also gets revenge for a past injury. START The afternoon air was fresh and I was welcoming a breather from the chores of the inn, especially its stuffy kitchen, when the coach from Rouen rolled up and stopped across the street from me. Actually, I usually did that as it was always...
HistoricalIt is Saturday night, and I should be up at the pub with my mates, instead I am stuck at work with my boss. It is not what I want to be doing and I am expecting the next two nights to go very slowly indeed. I like my boss, but really, working nights at the weekend? What a bummer.I suppose I should not complain too much as normally life at this private health club is good. The pay is fine, the facilities awesome, I get on with most of the staff and as a bonus, some of the female clientele...
MILFThe rest of the day passed in a blur. After the doctors cleared me from the hospital I was given a ride home in the police escort Charles had arranged. By that time the news cameras had thinned out, but he still made sure to walk me through the front door with his arm securely around my waist just in case. Once we were inside I slumped on the couch, trying not to let the events of the day replay in my head while Charles got me a glass of water. Before he got back his phone started ringing...
Chapter 1 He never denied it, he was pretty much an asshole. Yes, there was some anger, he'd lost his mom to cancer a few years earlier and they were really close. And his dad, well, he thought he was okay but he was an executive in a pretty good-sized company and worked late at times. And being the son of a busy father, he probably provided his own dinner three, maybe four times a week, often ordering in pizza and the like. So, he was fifteen and, well, life just kind of pissed him...