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Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had ****d me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, I’d finally grown but only an inch, I was now 4’9” not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just f******n. I’d heard my mother say, when she thought I couldn’t hear, that it was almost obscene for such a little girl...
Simon barely made it. He had been out for a run before class and had to pee. Now. Bad. Simon is a freshman at Caledon College, a small liberal arts college in Minnesota. The tall, awkward former high school band member just had to go to the bathroom even though it would make him late for English class.Simon found the bathroom down a quiet hallway near the classroom. As Caledon was one of the first colleges to transition to all gender-neutral bathrooms, this was formerly a small female...
MILFIntroduction: End of the Miller Rape Saga … ?? Part 3 Prequels are Cornfield Rape and Mr. Miller Begins to use me. Im not sure how long Mr. Miller left me alone in that room. It was afternoon when he had finished fucking me, and I could see the sun starting to go down. In the time Id been alone Id gone from panting at the door wanting him to come back to crying on the bed ashamed of being used like I had been. I was so confused. Could Mr. Miller be right? Was I really just a nasty little slut...
I’m not sure how long Mr. Miller left me alone in that room. It was afternoon when he had finished fucking me, and I could see the sun starting to go down. In the time I’d been alone I’d gone from panting at the door wanting him to come back to crying on the bed ashamed of being used like I had been. I was so confused. Could Mr. Miller be right? Was I really just a nasty little slut who liked being raped? Was it even rape anymore? I’d sucked his cock willingly and played with myself...
Introduction: This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape This is a sequel to Cornfield Rape — Its fantasy. I didnt know how long Id been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, Id told my parents I was spending the weekend with my friends the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all...
I didn’t know how long I’d been unconscious but from the light outside it was past morning. I also knew no one was going to miss me, I’d told my parents I was spending the weekend with my ‘friends’ the ones who had sent me into the cornfield and gotten me into this mess to begin with. I was tied to the bed naked, my arms above my head and each leg to a corner so I was spread wide open. I ached all over, my cunt and ass were sore. I started to cry as I remembered last night, how Mr....
We all have our little fantasies and mine just walked in. I'm at my k**s school to sign some paperwork and pay a few fees. Plus, I was there to pick up my oldest. He had told the teacher he wasn't feeling good. As I'm waiting for the secretary to give me copies of the paperwork, a receipt and for my son to come down. In walks Mr. James Miller, 6'2, roughly 200lbs give or take a few pounds, a wall of solid muscle and a butt you can bounce a quarter off of . He's the...
I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were talking kinda low, but I did manage to hear them saying some stuff about...
Wife LoversHere is a genuine short-hair brunette with nice big boobs and delicious shaved mature cunt. Well, I’m ready to give you an account about the most exciting moment in my lifetime, an unforgettable incident with Aunt Miller. My name is Marcos, 20 yo, currently living in South America, in Pereira, Colombia. This story isn’t a castle in the sky, but an authentic one, a genuine event that occurred to me. I’ve always been attracted to my aunt Miller, and she has caused me to jerk off so many times...
Incest(Disclaimer : Complete fiction. Contains mock daddy/daughter roleplay.)After highschool, I was at a complete loss of what to do with my life. I didn't head straight to college as most newly graduated adults do, but instead picked up a job as a babysitter for some of the neighborhood families. Eventually, I more or less became a nanny to one family in particular. They were a newly-wed couple, both beautiful in their own right - I admit I was rather jealous of Lisa Miller. She was slim and...
La profesora Miller y las dos vecinitasHe visto un anuncio por Internet y una profesora que dice llamarse Señorita Miller da clase de inglés en una casa en mi barrio. Es por la mañana, llamo al telefonillo, me responde una voz con acento pero se la entiende el español, subo al piso, llamo a la puerta, de repente se abre y la veo, ella debe de tener unos cuarenta y tantos, lleva una falda muy ajustada con la cintura alta, una blusa blanco satén y unos tacones altos, es rubia y lleva...
La profesora Miller y sus dos vecinitasHe visto un anuncio por Internet y una profesora que dice llamarse Señorita Miller da clase de inglés en una casa en mi barrio. Es por la mañana, llamo al telefonillo, me responde una voz con acento pero se la entiende el español, subo al piso, llamo a la puerta, de repente se abre y la veo, ella debe de tener unos cuarenta y tantos, lleva una falda muy ajustada con la cintura alta, una blusa blanco satén y unos tacones altos, es rubia y lleva...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box. I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Wife LoversGillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card—with a crisp new C-note in it—to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box—I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
I turned forty five today and decided to write my life story or at least a chapter of my life. I called it “The Unleashing of Sara Miller”. It was all about what happened at a point in my life that caused my life to quickly spiral downward and take a turn to a place no one had expected. I got caught up in a life that I thought I had left behind well before I met my husband of twenty fife years, David. I had suppressed so much of that part of my life that it all exploded and resurrected itself...
EroticIntroduction: The saga continues Id been working at Mr. Millers for almost six months now loving every minute of being his personal slut. Ever since hed raped me then gotten my father to let me come help him out around his farm Id been coming to stay every weekend. Id had a birthday, and was fourteen now. My brown hair had grown to my shoulders because Mr. Miller likes long hair, my green eyes were still bright and even though my tits had grown out of my 32B cup they werent quite at a C yet so...
Introduction: The saga continues When I came too after my first multi fuck I was still in the dark room Mr. Miller had brought me to in the dance club. I was naked and covered in cum. I heard soft moaning and looked around. Mr. Miller was sitting on the couch and Ginger was between his legs sucking his long hard cock slowly in and out of her mouth. As I watched I felt my nipples harden, and my cunt get wet from my own juices. I must have made a noise because Mr. Miller looked over at me and...
PRELUDE Shannon's body moved slowly in the seat, responding to every little touch, each caress. She didn't know which was the slowest ... his mouth exploring the inside of her trembling thighs as it moved up from her knees or the excruciatingly slow descent of her soaked thong being drawn down her legs. When they met half way he didn't ignore either one. Instead, he licked and kissed his way around the flimsy garment, taking time to enjoy the soaked lace by gently rubbing his face in it....
Katie and I had been friends ever since we were babies. We lived in a small town, where there was really nothing much to do, so she and I spent virtually all our free time together growing up. There was no secrecy between us. We literally knew everything about each other. We had grown up swimming in the creek and had only started wearing suits when our parents, for some reason, decided we were too big to see each other naked any more. I remember we talked about that when it happened. We thought...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, Id finally grown but only an inch, I was now 49 not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just fourteen. Id heard my mother say, when she thought I couldnt hear, that it...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series After almost a year of being Mr. Millers little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they...
‘I can’t do it Sarge.’ ‘Goddamn it Bobby, put the fuckin’ cuffs on. You know the drill, now put ’em on.’ I ordered. ‘But Sarge…’ he said, trying not to offend me. ‘Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I’ll do it myself,’ taking Bobby’s cuffs from his trembling hands. Bobby’s a good kid, I’ve known him most of his life. He’s going to make a fine cop someday, he’s just a little confused right now. Hell, we’re all confused right now. I even wonder how things ever got to this point. Something...
For most white people, their knee-jerk, conditioned response at the mere mention of the word reparations is to scream, “My family never owned any slaves. I’m not paying any reparations! You Blacks need to just get over it, slavery was in the past, let it go for Christ’s sake.” For Werner Steven Miller, Steven to most, his perceptions were completely opposite. Steven had a deep-seated, compelling desire to pay for the sins of his hypothetical father; he longed to be the nasty pet of a...
How could a summer vacation be so damn boring? My expectations were way off base. I mean what red blooded us male would trade a week in the solitude of the forrest for a weekend of sex, drugs, and more of all of it? This guy. I traded the sex, sex, drugs,drugs drugs, and sex for this. My name is bobby, im an impressive young man. I stand 5'11" 190lbs. Yes i work out, yes i have a girlfriend. Yes my cock is wonderful at 8.5 thick cut inches shaved, and powerful. I wasn't always a handsome fuck...
IncestBuran Miller StoryBy: Londebaaz Chohan[A True Story Of My Good Friend Buran Miller]I sincerely believe, canvass and defend the motto, ‘to everyone his own’. I do not claim that I am not judgmental at points but mostly as I do not like to be judged by everybody so I try very hard not to judge others and impose my view point or opinion, if I can avoid it. I am who I am and I do not like to be looked at with judicious eyes. People are heterosexual, gay, bisexual, gay tops, gay bottoms, gay...
It was a great spring day and I thought I would go for a walk. I put on some cut off shorts, no panties and a bikini top and a half shirt. I liked going without panties because I liked the cool breeze blowing across my cooch. I walked around the block and noticed that Mr Miller was out in his garden so I thought I would stop in and help him, like I always do. He was man in his early eighties and his wife had died some time ago. He said hi to me and I planted my ass right across from and spread...
Introduction: The end of the story As we drove home from the city Mr. Miller explained to me his plan to get my parents to let me go live out at the farm with him on a full time basis. I knew what he was talking about was wrong, but I also knew it meant Id be able to fuck and suck as much as I wanted and I was excited. Not only about that, but about how we were going to do it. From the car Mr. Miller called my parents and apologized about getting stuck in the city, he told them we were on our...
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series (This story has 3 prequels. I didnt know it was going to be a chapter story if you want to read about how it all started read Cornfield Rape, Mr. Miller Begins Using me, and Mr. Miller Lets me go. This story picks up right after the events of Mr. Miller Lets me go.) When I got home Sunday I didnt say a word to anyone. Mr. Miller had washed my jeans and from somewhere found a t-shirt my size so mom and dad didnt notice anything. I looked like just...
Brad woke up in his bed. He checked his phone and saw that it was Saturday, approximately ten in the morning. He had made it his mission the past week to find out more information about Rachel’s friend, Elena.He had sex with Rachel every other day, finding out a little more about Elena with each encounter. Finally feeling confident that he had a substantial lead to find and seduce the beautiful Latina woman, he made plans to book a hotel in her area.Just as he was about to do so, he got a call...
TeenJennifer Miller Here I am writing this in my home office after what can only be described as an amazing day and series of events. I am so lucky to have you as a friend so I can recount what happened and my feelings without any negative or judgemental opinions. Jenny and I had been married around 5 years around the same age and I always thought I was so lucky to have her. Intelligent and very attractive I was really punching above my weight, we hit it off so well and life was fun. Jennifer came...
The most important weekend in the Miller home was finally coming up, our summer camping trip. For many years we took one weekend in August to get in touch with nature. This year though, for the first time, it would not be the three of us. My wife had a financial report she had to complete this weekend or she would risk losing her job. She had completed the report last night but somehow, probably some stupid virus, all the information was lost on her laptop. She was going to use the family PC...
IncestIt was the day of the junior high semi-formal. I had been helping Ms Virginia Elsworthy (Ginny) to conduct dance classes for the students. On a number of occasions I had partnered 15 year old Erin Miller for the practice sessions when her partner has been absent. Ginny had come to me the day before very concerned when she had learnt that Erin wasn't coming to the semi-formal. She didn't have a dress suitable (due to her father being out of work and drinking heavily), and her dance partner...
Sheriff Owen really got off watching me with animals. Mr. Miller just got off watching me act like the slut he’d trained me to be, so when Sheriff Owen wanted to watch me fuck or suck the dog or pig Mr. Miller always let him. Once Sheriff Owen even had Mr. Miller bring me late at night to the police kennels where they kept four K-9’s all big German Sheppard Males. They brought Duke too, and Duke was the first one to mount me. For four hours the two men watched as the dogs pack fucked me....
"Right here. Pookie, you need to swing your leg right here, on that beat." "Right." Their blades cut into the ice, as they tried a move. "That right?" "Yeah, but my turn was too slow. I came out of it a half-beat behind." "'sokay, Snugglebear, let's try it again." It was the middle of August. Sophia and Warren were trying to nail down their new free dance, before they pulled their old junior-length free from last year out of mothballs for the Junior Grand Prix. It had been...
Mr. Miller's Christmas Party by Deputy Duffy It was a couple of weeks before Christmas, and I was driving my way overto the Miller's estate. People around here call Mr. Miller the "King ofParties." And I had finally turned 21, which meant, according to Mr. Miller,that I was now finally old enough to attend his famous parties. I had beenlooking forward to this day for some time, so I was thrilled when he calledto invite me, but a little anxious when he said that first I had to "provemyself." ...
Authors note: This is a sequel to Mr. Miller's Christmas story. You may wantto read that one first. Mr. Miller's 4th of July Party By Deputy Duffy Time moved slowly between Christmas and the 4th of July. Not a day went bythat I didn't think about the events that occurred at Mr. Miller's Christmasparty. It didn't help that I'd frequently run into people I saw at the party,but couldn't say anything because they didn't know I was even there. No onedid, aside from the Millers and the other Santas,...
Part 1: Kasey had just turned 18, she was a quiet honor roll student at her high school in VA. Her parents died in a car accident years ago, leaving her living with her drugged out brother who never assisted her with anything, only stole from her to buy more cocaine and other drugs. During long parties at her brother’s house she locked herself in her makeshift room to study and occasionally have privacy to pleasure herself to escape the horrors of her past and present. She didn’t...
Sara’s friend Jessica fixed her up with a few guys. She would go out but nothing came of it until one day she met David Miller. David was an older man. With Sara being only eighteen and David thirty, it seemed impossible but their chance meeting in the bistro that night was a blessing in disguise. David was bowled over at the sight of Sara. She was beautiful almost perfect. There was nothing about this girl David didn’t love. He invited her to sit and they talked for three hours...
When we got home there were hugs and kisses all around, and as Mr. Miller spread out the food he’d bought from a local caf?I went upstairs to take a shower. I came down dressed in a skirt and a t-shirt, having left my bra off as Mr. Miller instructed. My heavy 32C breasts were swinging and my hard wet nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton of the t-shirt. I hoped that Mr. Miller’s plan was going to work because once I walked into the kitchen dressed like this there was no...
Ginger let his cock fall out of her mouth, and Mr. Miller took it in his hand very slowly stroking it up and down as he watched her crawl over to me. She smiled then leaned down and I felt her tongue flick over my wet cunt. I moaned. Mr. Miller kept stroking himself watching. “You have three different men’s cum in you slut, three men filled your little slit to over flowing. Now Ginger is going to suck it out.” And she did. I felt her tongue thrust into me, then her mouth start sucking...
I knew Mr. Miller had been old, I just didn’t’ know he was that old. He’d sure been active for a dirty old man I thought to myself. I wasn’t stupid, I wasn’t in love with Mr. Miller or anything. I knew he’d been using me in ways no little girl should be used, and making me do things that most grown up women wouldn’t. The fact was I had liked it, and I was crying not just because he was gone but because I remembered what happened right after I’d first become a slut. After he’d used me up...
The first two months I’d come out in the mornings and Mr. Miller and Duke his big german shepard would fuck me all day until Daddy came to take me home. I was always scared daddy would smell the cum dripping out of my holes but he never did. The third month Mr. Miller told dad it was such a long drive to make four times in a weekend that it would be ok to leave me overnight on Saturdays or even Fridays and from then on dad would drop me at Mr. Miller’s on Friday nights and come get me on...
When I got home Sunday I didn’t say a word to anyone. Mr. Miller had washed my jeans and from somewhere found a t-shirt my size so mom and dad didn’t notice anything. I looked like just like their thirteen year old daughter who had left Friday night to spend the weekend with friends. I was still 4’8”, with short brown hair and green eyes. I was still thin and slender except for my already developed 32B tits. They couldn’t see how the rape had changed me into a raging cock slut, for...
THE CIRCLE RESTORED "All I said was: 'Mum you are a Boiler!' Then she went off her head and kicked me out. What sort of mother is that?" My Aunty Daphne just stood there laughed. She thought it was a great joke. She knew Mum was going through hard time Dad was never easy. Dad always said of Mum: "Boiler', Not Tasty, Wont Nest!" I did not know Aunt Daphne that well, she was perhaps thirty-four, two years younger than Mum. She never married, perhaps she was even Gay, but already I...
My daughter and I could not find an opportunity to fuck. More than me my daughter was feeling alone. One day I told her to act as though she had severe head ache. She did. Immediately my wife told me to take her to the doctor. I took her in my bike and we went to a remote place in the nearby hill. We selected a place. Nobody was in the vicinity. We hugged each other and she wept. I consoled her. I parked my bike in between two large bushes. I made her to lean on the bike. I lifted her chudi and...
IncestBeing the cleaning girl, the house owner convinced me to do my job nude, then he fucked me [email protected]
Sex With Stranger( The story is continues from “ Horny night in lonely house” couple category) It was dawn. But I felt lazy to get off from the bed. Just I was recollecting the incidents of yesterday. I was thrilled to think that I have fucked Mohini, the women devil. My body temperature started to rise. My finger is roaming on the wound on my lips, where mohini has bite. Suddenly, my friend has come and asked me to get up, and he has told me that today also he would go to his relative’s house and come back...
IncestHii … Mai jivan … Aapako firse ek nayi story batane ja raha hu.Pahale mere bareme kuch batata hu.Mai pune me rahata hu.Height 5′”8.Color medium,22 years old. Story pasand aaye to feedback jarur Mai 12th me tha tab mere class me neha naam ki ek ladaki thi.Ekdam pari,use dekhkar kisi ka bhi khada ho jaye aisi thi wo.Hum sab dost use dekhte rahate.Ek din mai bike par ja raha tha,tab raste par bhid dekhi. Maine gadi side par lagai aur dekha to neha waha giri hui thi,use chot aai thi.Maine use...
I woke up to find Elizabeth and Amanda snuggled up against me with their heads on my chest. As much as I hated to wake them, I wasn’t into golden showers and my bladder was flashing the two-minute warning. I shook them awake enough to allow me to slip out of bed and go relieve myself. When I came back out to get dressed, they were cuddled up together, already back asleep. I threw my running gear on and jogged over to the pens to get Mandy. She smiled when she saw me coming, then laughed and...
------------ You know who you are.... xxx ----------------We had spoken for well over a year. Flirting, teasing, enjoying the thrill of our forbidden and sexually charged exchanges.... All of the things that had stopped us from fulfilling our fantasy up until now had been removed... The distance, our partners, none of it stood in the way any more and we were finally able to see what would happen when all this built up sexual tension was allowed to flow free... To take it from fantasy to...
Brittany and her husband are looking for a special, sexy maid one whos willing to clean and to be fucked at any time day or night. So when the candidate arrives and seems willing, the perverted couple is ecstatic. While the new maid begins cleaning in sexy lingerie, the couple sneaks off to the living room and start fucking. Shortly after, they add the new maid to the mix, putting a dog collar around her neck. Brittany, whos wearing a massive strap-on, then starts fucking the shit out of the...
xmoviesforyouPart 2 “Are you ready for the most intense night you will ever experience? If you don’t want this, tell me now.” I stammer back at him, “I am, I want this. So bad. Please.” My need is heard in my voice, and he chuckles. “I think you are going to work just fine.” I don’t really understand this last statement, but it’s really not where my focus is at the moment. I close my eyes, feeling the throbbing between my legs growing stronger. He gets out of the car, and seconds later my door opens....
Like most of us, I have been in lockdown mode over the past couple of months. However, I could no longer contain myself and needed to find an outlet. For those that have not read my previous stories, let me give you a little background. I am an older dude (approaching 50 this fall), married with a family. Other than some experimentation when I was a middle-schooler, I had always been straight and, frankly, still find women to be sexually attractive. However, as my marriage stagnated and became...
"Okay, boys and girls, you are going to love this. Today, oh it will be so much fun, today we are going to write thank-you notes. Isn't that wonderful? Aren't you glad you came to class? And, even better, we are going to write them in cursive. Cursive. "How many of you learned to write cursive back in elementary school?" About ten hands went up, a third of the class. "You guys are going to help me." He smiled at them. "Now this is no worse that getting a tetanus shot or your school...
There we were, the 3 of us back in the hotel suite, having a drink, just past 3 in the afternoon, and I decide it is time for Kaye to get Kinky.... and tell Roo and Carole to stay out of the bedroom for 30 minutes while I change. I go and toss my 2nd suitcase on the bed and open it, to reveal, a leather basque with cutout for my boobs, leather choker with a D-ring at the front, faux leather stockings to be attached to the 12 straps on the basque, 5 inch black thigh high lace up boots, a black...
Kathleen Casey snapped her laptop closed and turned her desk lamp off. Another day of work for the local newspaper, finished. She got up and stretched, her tank top forming around her B-cup tits, as she was not wearing a bra this late at night. Her long, thick red hair cascaded over her shoulders, not the artificial red color of her youth, but a natural reddish-brown with a slight curl to it. She had matured well, and stayed in shape, making all of her male co-workers head’s turn...
My wife and I met in college. We are both lived in Chennai and quite conservative. Swati wanted to save virginity until she’s married, so for years we’ve only gone so far as masturbating each other. Finally we had our first intercourse when we got married at 25. We were both inexperienced and it was a mess. It took me 10 minutes to figure out how to push my penis into her vagina. By the time I figured it out, Swati’s pussy was all tight and dry. I took her virginity almost in this...
We arrived at Pita’s house. School was out for the day and Pita, my little sister, and I had rushed here, all eager for our kinky foursome with Pita’s mother. We were “studying.” It would be an incestuous-fueled afternoon. I’d been having an incestuous-fueled day. Today, I had sex with the last two members of my family: my older sisters. Tara and Sara, the twins, had thought to surprise me with their incestuous revelation that they were lovers. I mean, it was shocking, but not the incest...