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Joanna stood on the street corner and casually shifted her posture from one leg to the other. So far it had been a quiet evening for her with few punters around. Not many girls were plying the streets either. She’d had one customer earlier. He had been an Asian guy in a Toyota who’d stopped asking for business and after she’d explained the she was a cross dresser and he had readily agreed to anal sex .He was young, quite handsome and had treated her with kindness and respect. They’d driven to a...
My overseas trip back was uneventful: we flew through the night, I had an opportunity to work and blow my cock under the blanket; the seat beside me was empty. Returning home meant a heavy workload; however I managed to spent time on my hobby, photography. I have been taking landscape and portrait photos for a while now and, although not top professional quality, still quite good (from what people tell me…). The photo business has the tagline: “Professional – Friendly – Privat” and has worked...
JoannaHungover from the night before, Chris stumbled out of the shower and headed downstairs towards the kitchen, in search of orange juice. If nothing else, the OJ would quench his first - even if it could do nothing for the pounding in his head. The living room had been a tip the night before, at least, that was how Chris last remembered it. At some point in between then and now, the s**ttered bottles and empty cans had been scooped up. Good, Chris thought dimly - perhaps we can sort this out...
Ah yes, she's here again - the girl. I've been watching her for several weeks now. She and her friends hang out at the pool where I live. Several of them must be sub-letting for the summer because there's no way a college student could afford to live here on a regular basis. Then again, who knows? Parents give their k**s everything these days. Of course, I like to give them things too. Just not the things their parents give them, or would likely want them to have. Like the best oral sex of...
When I happened to go over to the beach, I decided to take my yellow lab with me, and was I ever glad I did. Any way, as I walked through the dune access, there happened to a family set up just off the beach entrance, and as I walked past the family, an older lady stepped out of the “Easy up” sun shade and remarked, “She looks like a good dog.” I simply acknowledged her by smiling and saying thanks as I moved down past where they were to set up. After quickly setting up my umbrella, a beach...
Before Ally there was Hailey. Before Hailey there was nothing much for Paige. Just a couple of boys who had been willing to try, and who gave Paige the chance to see if this sex thing was all it was cracked up to be. If her experience up to point where Hailey changed everything were the only evidence she were to ever collect on the subject of sex, Paige would've had only one possible conclusion to offer: not really. Not even close to satisfying. It wasn't that she wasn't into sex with boys....
"Oopsie," Paige giggled as she tripped on the threshold and grabbed for the doorknob, the wall, anything to keep from falling, again. She couldn't remember when she'd had this much to drink and it was hitting her hard. She was trying to be quiet so as not to wake Dale, her husband, but knew she was being WAY too loud. Something caught her and hauled her upright, holding her as she swayed. Her high heels dangled from one hand and her keys from another as she blinked the haze from her eyes...
Living with Paige was pure hell for Ally. Every moment she was around was like slow, agonizing torture which Ally often likened to having dull screws driven deep into her skull while having her heart ripped violently and awkwardly from her chest by hateful vultures. Well, maybe not that bad, but it definitely sucked in the worst possible way. It was not that Paige was a bad roommate or anything. She was probably the best roommate Ally had ever had. She was neat, clean and quiet. She knew...
Joanna was the Assistant DA who was in charge of prosecuting my case. She was a tall with legs that seemed to go on forever. A neat dresser, she wore tailored suits with skirts a few inches above the knee, collared blouses with a pearl necklace and stockings and heels. All heads in the courtroom turned to watch her when she entered the room or got up to speak during the trial. She was more than just a pretty face and I have no doubts she would have seen that the jury would have convicted me...
Paige was an athlete, because of this she had an amazing body, at 5'6 weighing 115 lbs to go with her medium dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, 30B size tits, and a big round firm ass, she was desired by all the boys. However she put sports and school above all else, and didn't have time for boys. In fact even now at the age of 17 she had done nothing more than kiss a boy. Other than her friends occasionally talking about sex, she was rather clueless about it. Neither her nor her parents ever...
Paige stood frozen in place as she felt his breath on the back of her neck. "What's your name little girl," the man asked as he ran his hands up her arms to her shoulders. "P...P...Paige," she stammered as she shivered from the man touching her. "Did you like showing me your naked pussy at the food court Paige," he asked as he ran his hands back down her arms, and moved her hands up so she was holding one of the shelves before her. "I ... I ... please mister," she began to...
This is a follow on to Luciana. It would help if you've read that. Can someone who is not who they were be trusted? Will retracing your steps solve anything, when nothing is the same... and should you try? It is not always possible to walk away even if you want to. The past is always there. There is some darkness, violence and general nastiness... so as before, be forewarned. Apologies if the Italian phrases are not exactly correct. Blame Google. This is a work of adult fiction. ...
Can George trust Naadiah, who he has just met, enough to forsake a weekend being Joanna at Dragon*Con to go to Toronto with the promise that he could transition and always be Joanna? Being Joanna A 14 Chapter Fanfic of 'Being Erica' (The CBC TV series that concluded 12/2011) By Sasha Zarya Nexus Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this...
RIDDEN BY JOANNAPART 1 - RIDING AND SEXMy ex-girlfriend, Joanna, was a professional rider. Horseback riding, pony training, even horse breaking at times were the pleasures she enjoyed much. For a girl born in Montana, having a huge horse farm, that was somewhat natural. Her mother, as well as her younger sister, Ann, were successful equestriennes too. Myself, as a guy born in a huge city, passion for horses was a completely strange feeling. I had no talent for riding and I hated doing things...
Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to.The place still felt – even smelled – like home. He’d grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else.He had to let it go, though. After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...
Incest“Mr. McDougal!” Cassidy yelled, while running up my driveway. “Can you help us?”The lively seventeen-year-old daughter of my neighbor was frantic, almost to the point of panic. Thinking something terrible had happened, I jumped up from the rocking chair on my front porch.“What is it?” I asked.“My mom's car won’t start, and I’m going to be late!” She said in a teenage panic. “I’ve got a meet in half an hour, and her stupid car won’t start, and…”“Easy now,” I reassured her. “Let me see what I can...
MatureMy friend Joanna doesn’t actually qualify as a “Neighborhood Milf” because for one, she doesn’t live in the neighborhood, having moved to Florida right after high school, where she has lived ever since. Two, she can’t really be considered a “Mom I’d like to fuck” because she isn’t a mother. Joanna came out of the closet years ago, and has lived with her lesbian partner for almost thirty years. You would have never never figured this back in high school, where she went out with several guys, and...
I’m one of those guys who can’t pull a date: Babes who don’t know me don’t want to go out with me and babes who do know me fob me off with the same excuse. It’s pathetic, really but I get to watch a lot of TV which pleases my mom as she likes to have a shoulder to cry on when the hero chooses the slut over the really nice babe. Later in the movie I feel like bawling when the hero boringly realigns true to type and dumps the slut with the big tits and goes dozy on Miss Flat Chest who cutely...
I held the sheet and blanket for her, and Paige crawled in next to me. My hand went immediately to her ass, and aside from the flimsy nightgown, I felt nothing but soft flesh. She wiggled her body in an attempt to close every inch of space between us. I groaned. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" "No," I managed to say. She'd eased her tummy back a bit, making the way she was bending my cock bearable. I moved my hand under the nightgown, up her back, feeling the soft skin against my...
It was a cold and rainy morning, Kayla was walking to school with her head down as she walked past a group of other pupils. She was a young girl who just turned sixteen, she was like most 16 year old girls really, fun and outgoing. But she was quite shy when she was alone with other crowds. Kayla had long blonde hair and nice blue eyes and a slim figure. She had no problem with getting a boyfriend, however was she didn't want one. Kayla never found boys attractive at all, she was more drawn...
LesbianBy: DamonX ([email protected]) Kayla laid her arm across my chest and pressed her warm, sweaty body against mine, nuzzling her face into my neck. "That was great baby," she said, kissing me on the cheek. "Thanks." "No need to thank me," I returned, wrapping my arm around her. "I think you did all the work this time." Kayla let out a giggle as she snuggled closer. "Yeah, I think you're right. I even worked up a bit of a sweat." "I'll say!" I exclaimed,...
Hey, everyone! This is a return to an old friend of mine, an alter-ego character of sorts. I would like to give special thanks to the long- time fan who gave me the inspiration for this story (and who is featured as a character herself). I reserve all commercial and electronic rights, so don't copy without my permission, OK? And hopefully, this is typo free. =) KAYLA AND TRACY: THE LAYOVER By Brett Lynn Kayla and Tracy strode across the marble-floored lobby, their...
I arrived early at the Thomas’s house because Mrs. Thomas had called me the night before to say she had some new instructions for me about the interior paint job I was working on for them. Typically I had been showing up at 8 o’clock, after she had left to drive her kids to school and then go to work, and had only bumped into her husband as he, too, departed for the day. I’m an early riser, so showing up just over an hour prior to schedule was no big deal. It would give me extra time to do...
"Oh, why did I come here?" I groaned, walking into the joint. "The gym hasn't lost a damn thing, it's still too hot, and the same polyurethane wood floors too. I'm pretty sure it was at least ten years old when I was a freshman, and now I'm at my ten-year high school reunion," I let out, glancing around nonstop.I began strolling around with my arms crossed. "I surely don't want to see roughly 95% of the people here, and seeing them ten years older doesn't make me like being here...
ThreesomesNote : This story is completely fictional! Paige awoke to the sound of her alarm beeping, it was 7:30, a nice, warm Saturday in May. She hastily stumbled out of bed and headed towards the bathroom down the hall, in between hers and her father’s bedrooms. Yawning, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair was dis-shelved from her nights sleep, and her eyelids still looking heavy. She admired the blue eyes under them, they being her favorite feature, because they reminded her so...
Incest'Tickety tick, tick, tick, tick.' The Morse stream from the earphone was barely audible. The two men leaned closer to the radio set, frowns on their faces. "What do you make of it?" asked the taller of the men to the harried Radioman. "The hand's not experienced, like amateur," he replied in halting Norwegian. "The signal's faint... I think running low on battery power, maybe?" "Where are they?" asked the bearded, stooping, older man. "I think no more than 12 kilometres to...
She got out of bed and went over to his, gently pulling his sheet down so she could see it. She heard him mumble in his sleep and was afraid she had woken him up, but a quick glance at his face showed her he was still asleep. “Mandy, I love you.” he mumbled, and she grinned to herself. Mandy was their next door neighbor and friends with them both. He was dreaming about a different girl? Kayla thought she could use this to her own advantage. She reached over and lay her hand on his lower...
“Daddy, can Paige stay over tonight?” I heard my daughter Simone call from the other room.“Sure, why not?” I yelled back across the house. “You just need to clean up while I’m at work.”“Thanks, Daddy!”I grabbed my lunch out of the fridge and headed off to work. Any time my daughter asked if one of her friends could stay over, I would always say yes. Honestly, it’s not that I’m that nice. It’s more that I like to look at the girls, and of all of Simone’s friends, Paige was my favorite. I spent...
TeenPaige and I have been married for a little over twenty-five years. We are both in our mid-forties and we both work. Paige went back to work when our kids grew up more because she needed something to do than because we needed the money. We belong to the Fraternal Order Of Eagles; I bowl on Thursday nights, Paige has a woman's garden club meeting on Tuesdays and we play cards with some friends once every couple of weeks. On weekends Paige always seems to want the grand babies over so she can...
Kayla West was desperate. Her bladder ached. It was too full, and she’d already leaked three times into her panties. If she moved even a little bit there’d be a flood everywhere. And then the whole camp would know. Problem was, she was at the top of the rope climb, hanging on with red, sore hands to the highest knot. Her legs were twisted around the rough, thick cord, her thighs burning against the old hemp, unable to press together properly to close off her cunt. She mashed her mound against...
“Sure, why not?” I yelled back across the house. “You just need to clean up while I’m at work.” “Thanks, Daddy!” I grabbed my lunch out of the fridge and headed off to work. Any time my daughter asked if one of her friends could stay over, I would always say yes. Honestly, it’s not that I’m that nice. It’s more that I like to look at the girls, and of all of Simone’s friends, Paige was my favorite. I spent all day at work thinking of her chocolate brown eyes, long brown hair and huge E cups....
In the weeks and soon months after the naughty videos went out, Kayla became quite the infamous one at school. Though she was still innocent compared to most at her school, the boys were hoping and praying for Kayla to have her “coming out party”. But they weren’t expecting this.“Damn, girl. When you going to let me hit that?" one boy said.Another touched her gently and said: “Kayla. Why so tense? We all saw it. You’re asking for some BBC action, ain’t you? Yeah. Yeah...” His hands drifted...
TeenKALYA AND TRACY: A DAY IN THE LIFE By Brett Lynn Awoken by the sunlight, Kayla rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, then vaguely gazed at the city scene outside of her panoramic windows. Realizing that if was a bit cold to her left, she glanced over in that direction to confirm what she thought. "Damn, I must have slept a bit late," she muttered to no one in particular. Shaking the cobwebs out of her head, she pulled the sheet off of her, then sat up, feeling that now-familiar...
Introduction: A sequel to my first story. Please read Kayla Part 1 to fully understand the concepts and plot of this story. No suggestions please, this is my story, and I will write it how I imagine it. Imagination is sacred to every one of us, so grace me with the courtesy to only comment and critique. Thank you. Waking up in the morning changed drastically in the past few weeks. I used to wake up with a cloud of silence and loneliness hanging over my head. The girl I used to date left me...
Kayla had stayed at my house for the remainder of the two weeks my parents were gone, and then went home. She and I were both terrified of what her shit of a father might say or do to upon her return, so I stayed outside of her house after I dropped her off, to be safe. She texted me thirty minutes later, saying that her dad just asked where she had been, and that he was sorry for what he asked her to do the night that she left. Kayla didn’t necessarily believe him; due to everything he had...
It had been a rough week for Kayla. She was working on a presentation for work that could make or break her trajectory in her company. She kept hitting roadblocks trying to get everything to come together and she was tired and frustrated. She had put in such long hours lately that she hadn't seen much of Matt, her live-in boyfriend of two years. She knew that they had struggled with their connection lately because of their lack of shared time. Kayla had left work early, in spite of her...
ExhibitionismIt had been a rough week for Kayla. She was working on a presentation for work that could make or break her trajectory in her company. She kept hitting roadblocks trying to get everything to come together and she was tired and frustrated. She had put in such long hours lately that she hadn't seen much of Matt, her live-in boyfriend of two years. She knew that they had struggled with their connection lately because of their lack of shared time. Kayla had left work early, in spite of her...
ExhibitionismApologies to Herzog Max, the author of "My Daughter and her Friend." His story was the inspiration for this story. I hope you enjoy my version. Moral outrage is jealousy with a halo. -- H.G. Wells "Dad?" I looked up. "What sweetie?" "I need to ask you a question." I put my book down and patted the couch next to me. "Sure. What is it?" Brooke flopped down on the couch next to me. I could tell from the look on her face that this was important. What I didn't know was whether it...
Michael unlocked the door with a sigh, knowing that he had to go through with this, no matter how little he wanted to. The place still felt — even smelled — like home. He'd grown up here, after all, and upgrading to new apartments every time a promotion made it possible meant that he had never really gotten attached to anywhere else. He had to let it go, though. After much soul searching, he and his sister Paige had decided that it was ridiculous to keep paying property taxes on a house that...
The words struck me like a ton of bricks, and when I took a double take over what I had just heard, they hit me again with twice the intensity. I searched my mind for a response, but I couldn’t find the words. All that I could muster out was: “But Alyssa…why can’t...” I was at a loss of words. I finally was able to say, “Why can’t we still be together? I mean…I love you…” I stared at her waiting for a response for what seemed like forever. “Daniel, I don’t think that a long-distance...
Joanna the Germ Gets Fouled When I awoke it was dark. The door was open and the fluorescent light from the walkway outside illuminated the motel room ghastly white. I looked at the clock and groaned. "9:20? Fuck me.." The best-looking whores would all be gone. Having made their quota early they'd be home or off clubbing somewhere, but that didn't bother me much.. my mind was festering and my body so agitated it was doing a slow boil, the signs were clear.. no fetching, vivacious...
There once was a time in my life when I would have considered a man who liked watching other men fucking his wife a depraved degenerate asshole. How quickly things can change. It all started when my best friend and I were discussing the sad state of my marriage. The wife and I got along fine, but the passion was gone. We only occasionally had sex and when we did it was like both of us were doing it because we each felt that it was our duty to each other. Anyway, I was telling John my...
RFS Dupetit-Trouars lay anchored some 100 metres or so from the shore. Her anchor chains were coated in a thick green slime of tropical algae. Her hull, once gleaming white, was streaked with rust. The tricoleur flag draped lifeless from the staff on the stern. The cruiser's shafts had not turned for almost a year and very little maintenance had been done in that time. It was now little more than a floating headquarters for the French Pacific Squadron. Nearby lay RFS Linois, an antique,...
"What are you doing?" she pondered, getting up."Getting ready to take a shower," I answered, grabbing my robe. "Why, do you want to join me, step sis?"She strolled to me and slowly brought her hands to her back. "I'm a beyond filthy woman, so I should probably clean up," she answered, undoing her bra.She pushed down her panties as well and stood in front of me."What, do you think I haven't seen you naked before, Lacy? Just in the past few months, I've seen every single square inch of you,...
TabooKayla is a student at the college I attend. She was in one of my classes this past semester. I noticed her from the very first day. She was striking--the kind of girl you might call an Irish rose; long red hair, cream complexion, tall with long legs that just wouldn't quit. The kind of girl that makes you nervous if you have to approach her for something. But besides her obvious good looks, Kayla was smart. She was assertive in class, one of those people that not only always knows the...
I do know that she does turn tricks , I never thought she could support herself as a whore but she seems to have. She has been doing me now for the last 6 months for free and has shown she has improved her skills greatly.It was just the other day when she expressed an interest in doing anal sex. Of course I agreed to break her in so to speak. It has never been an interest for me because I myself prefer a wet pussy, and Paige’s was what I liked. “Why would like doing anal “ asked her “while...
I was really small standing hardly at about 5'5" yet I was pretty muscular with abs and all. I had kind of long blond-red hair, blue eyes, and rather pale, but not like a ghost. I used to have freckles on my face but lately they had faded to where they were barely visible, if at all. I know I wasn't the guy that girls would see and go crazy for. A lot of times I was with my friends who were obviously better looking and girls would look at them. However, I have talked to people on the...
"Did you bring it?" Kayla asked as she sat back on the bed propped up by a mound of pillows. "Yes, yes!" answered Jared, her step brother who at eighteen was two years older than her. Jared held up the tub of melted chocolate and handed it over. Kayla took it happily from her brothers’ hands and quickly pulled the lid off. Dipping her finger in, Kayla scooped up a good amount and slowly sucked the chocolate from her finger, taking great pleasure out of teasing her brother. Jared watched as...
IncestElizabeth Ann - my wife, affectionately known to friends and associates as Bess, is every bit the people-person I am not. We hadn’t spoken all evening, which was strange for her. Bess stood with her back to me, pouring a glass of wine. I leaned against the kitchen counter, lost in thought. Guests were gone, and servers were tidying the house before they left.‘Bess will be thrilled,’ Lindsey had said. But she had refused to tell me what she meant.Bess glanced my way, on her way out of the...
CheatingKayla Kayden was born in Syracuse, New York, on September 6th, 1988. Kayla is a private person, so little is known about her childhood. However, I do know a little about Syracuse, New York, and let’s just say that if you grew up there, you’d also be willing to suck dick to escape also.The Great PornstradamusBecause I could find so little on her background, I’m going to stare directly into the windows of Kayla's soul (I’m not talking about her eyes) and take some educated guesses.I’m going to...
Twitter Porn AccountsJoanna Cries out" What hell we was watching that". "No youuuu was watching that were sleeping, you expect us to come over just to watch some chick flick" "So what do want us to do" Now here's my opening to start things off to lead to some more explicit moments. "why don't we play spin the bottle" Liana jumps up" I'll get the bottle" Of course she with it the little freak. "now I don't want this to be regular spin the bottle I want to mix in some daring (fuck the truth). Since...
Joanna Cries out" What hell we was watching that". "No youuuu was watching that were sleeping, you expect us to come over just to watch some chick flick" "So what do Want us to do" Now here's my opening to start things off to lead to some more explicit moments. "why don't we play spin the bottle" Liana jumps up" I'll get the bottle" Of course she with it the little freak. "now I don't want this to be regular spin the bottle I want to mix in dare fuck the truth. So I came up...
It was early June and I was moving into my new home. After a long search, I’d found a house that I loved, at the edge of a tiny village in central England, with most houses encircling a well-manicured village green. When beginning my property search, I wanted something which allowed enough privacy to explore my exhibitionist side.However, the sense of community which came from the design of houses around the green and views of the surrounding countryside from the large picture windows, had me...
LesbianNote : This story is completely fictional! Paige was so hot, just turned 18. She had nice firm tits, a supple ass, and shoulder length brunette hair. She was also my cousin. That thanksgiving week I was 19 and came home from college during the break, and my cousin Paige, my aunt Carrie, and my uncle John stayed over at my parents' house as well to celebrate. We greeted them at the door and Paige gave me a huge hug. That's when I first noticed those sweet tits. She was wearing a pink striped...
IncestYou would never have known she was a slut just by looking at her. She had that fresh faced, clean scrubbed, innocent look of the girl next door. When you coupled that with the knowledge that she taught Sunday school and was the devoted mother of three children there just wasn't anyway you could bring yourself to believe that she was a round heeled whore. I know I never would have believed it had I not seen it with my own eyes. Kayla worked for the same company I did and she had come straight...
RFS Chasseur didn't depart her pier at Atuona until the afternoon. Her port engine was causing trouble, a transfer pipe between the intermediate and low pressure cylinders was leaking steam badly. In any event, Commandant Krusenbourg decided to sail using just his starboard plant. This limited the torpedo boat's speed to 10 or so knots. It would now take them a good three days for the trip North to Eaio to uplift the American castaway, Hiram Willens. To compound matters, the Chasseur's...
Kayla and I always had a rocky relationship, since she became my brother's best friend when we were both ten. We were friends, I suppose, but we constantly argued and insulted each other. But one thing was certain; we both had enormous crushes on each other. We just didn't know it at the time. So when we hooked up on vacation, it was surprising to both of us; I have a feeling it wouldn't have been to my brother. Anyway, I'd best start the story when our two families went on...
How fucking sexy is Paige Owens? That face. Those lips. That ass. Those titties.Do I need to keep going? No? Then get your ass on over to Twitter.com/PaigeOwensXXX!If you are already a fan, then you’ll appreciate what you find here (mostly – more on that in a moment). If you have no idea who the fuck Paige Owens is, you’re going to become a fan before you close your browser. She’s sexy as fuck, and you’ll be compelled to whip out that cock and start stroking yourself as you look at her images...
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