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"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...
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...
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...
MatureI’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...
Note : 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“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...
“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....
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...
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...
Note : 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...
IncestIt all started one early morning practice when we were in the showers. I was in with him and was focusing all my attention on trying to not get an erection as he stood in front of me naked, his 7 inch long cock hanging between his legs. His penis wasn't extremely big, but it was perfectly shaped and had a nice soft looking head and blonde hair that he kept trimmed. That morning he caught me staring at it. I was terrified he would yell out into the locker room and tell everyone, but instead...
Joe wants paige. She is so beautiful. They both turned 18 last month. Paige is somewhat popular. She has peky D cup breasts, curly blonde hair, and a fat ass. She is athletic and smart and funny. She has blue eyes and is 5'1". Lead Joe to her pussy. Author note: I'm letting you guys take control of how this story goes. I just gave the description. I will accept all chapters.
TeenI had just finished mowing my lawn when I saw Cassidy waving to me from her back yard. She was looking very nice in her two-piece yellow bikini.“Hi, Mr. McDougal,” she said, waving to me.“Hello, Cassidy,” I said, waving back.There’s a wooden fence about five feet tall that runs between our yards. It hasn’t been stained in a while so some of the boards were starting to show signs of heavy wear. I had the wood to replace it, stacked off to the side, just hadn’t got to doing it yet.Cassidy trotted...
MaturePaige Harris had grown up as the popular girl. She'd been captain of the cheerleading and volleyball teams, and loved the attention and acclaim this got her. When she moved to the city to attend college, she noticed that what was cool changed. Now the in thing was dramatic irony, grungy clothes and a focus on obscure bands. So, wanting to stay popular, she adapted to her new setting. She started listening to indie bands instead of pop, dressing in trendy hipster clothing and working at the...
Introduction: Paige and Dave had been married for three years now. but their sex loife was borimg. hence this Christmas Eve Dave had a surprise for his wife. It was Christmas Eve. Paige was really excited as finally she was going to spend some quality times with her husband. She had already decorated the house accordingly and was now taking a hot well deserved shower. While she was in the bath tub relaxing in the rose scented bubble water, the phone rang. She quickly grabbed a towel and draped...
Let me start of by saying that do I love my husband, but we’ve been married for eleven years. He’s the only man that I’d ever slept with. Over the past few years our sex had become infrequent, unsatisfying and boring. My husband, Dillian seemed to care more about mowing the lawn than he does about my sexual needs. I tried to spice things up for him. I brought home sexy lingerie and suggested that we watch an adult movie, but while my sex drive had gotten stronger, he had completely lost his, or...
CheatingI'd been bound, hands behind my back and legs frogtied. I was splayed on an enormous bed, a cockring fit snugly around my balls and erect shaft, and my ass was filled to capacity with an inflatable butt plug. I could hear their hushed voices from the other room, probably discussing how they'd divvy me up.The cracked door opened, and in she walked: Proxy Paige. Shirtless, with rainbow locks falling about her shoulders and ample breasts; thigh high sheer black stockings adorned her legs, with...
Wreck by Waldo ([email protected]) All rights reserved by the author. Permission is given to Nifty, Fictionmania, and Sapphire to archive/distribute this story. Permission is usually given to other free sites by sending me an e-mail defining where the story will be posted. It's an adult story. Chapter 1 - How it started The harsh sound of the telephone ringing wakes me with a start. My body is instantly awake but my mind is still sluggish from the deep sleep of the last...
CHAPTER TWOCall me a hopeless romantic, but what I really needed was a reason to worship not my step-mother Adalind, but Adalind the woman, a female Viking wearing a horned helmet in the shield-ring. The wind plucking at her skirt, her figure braced against it: her voice heroic, shrill and commanding. There had to be something reborn in her out of the ages, some ancient power of domination which would awaken in me the ancestral response to her call.After lunch my barrack-hut buddy Rob collected...
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Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
Sam lived in an 8,000 square foot house on a hill in Eastern Tennessee. Overlooking a large lake, he could look down and see his moored sailboat. Sam had two passions in life; sailing and golfing at his country club. Yes, life was good. Sam and his x-wife had been divorced for twenty years. They had one child, a daughter, Merilee. Merilee had been ten when they split up. Sam’s x had raised her but Sam had always been generous to her and with her child support. Sam really hadn’t seen...
As I wandered down the beach toward the shoreline my head was swirling with mixed emotions. Although I was still incredibly aroused by my flagrant self exposure to a complete stranger; I was, at the same time, feeling a little ashamed and almost humiliated by my overwhelming desire to act like a slut.The more I thought about it as I walked, the more I knew that I had to do what made me feel right and good. I knew that meant more public exposure and taking even more daring risks, I craved the...
My name is Susan Jones, I am forty years old and I am a high-flying businesswoman. I work for a large corporate company that you would know, which is why I am not telling you the name. I am very successful at work; not so much in my private life. I have one failed marriage and three failed relationships. Don’t ask? I don’t exactly know what went wrong with them, but they all failed miserably and it all came down to the sex. It may have been me, but I like to think it was the men.I was beginning...
ExhibitionismTrain Wreck By Dimelza Cassidy The choices we make and the chances we take. It had been a long, tiring day. I worked at a local high-end car dealership, delivering serviced customer cars and dealer trades, as well as driving the parts van. It was brainless work, but rewarding nonetheless. At least to me. After trudging up the four flights to my apartment, I washed off the day's grime and checked my e-mail. I lived alone by choice. Most women or men...
October 9th, 1995, 1:40 AM MST, Mile 2525, Desert, AZ “Ok, pack up. Everyone, as fast as you can. Try to not use lights and face them away from the track whenever you actually need them! We don’t want anyone to see us here. We failed on the train, let’s try and save our own asses!” Cigar yelled, “Finger and I will stay behind, I want every one out of sight before the train gets here! We are going to fall back on our excuse of a terrorist attack! MOVE OUT!” This was Cigar under pressure,...
We found ourselves in a dark and gloomy room with a single lit exit. Tina and Janice grabbed onto my arms as I walked up to the exit and looked out. The exit led to an umbilical tube, which stretched out about fifty yards and came to rest against the airlock of an extremely battered ship. I found myself a bit amazed to realize that this battered wreck had managed to protect any of its crew. My concubines and I made our way along the tube and a moment later I was pushing on the airlock's...
HOUSESITTING DAY 0: The Day Before Chapter 7: Paige's Dirty Secret Paige's heart skipped a beat when she heard the pebbles click against her balcony door. It thrilled her every time. It made her feel like she was back in high school again. She felt the butterflies fluttering in her stomach as the familiar anticipation of what was to come sent jolts of sexual energy through her body. Taking a deep breath, she got up from her bed where she had been reading and even though she wanted...
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It all began when Azalea popped home at lunchtime to put some washing in and get something out of the freezer for dinner. Jared had been loafing about all morning but obviously he couldn't be trusted to do anything like that. When she got home he had managed to climb into a pair of boxers and an old singlet, and he was triumphantly waving a travel brochure."You know that week's holiday you've got to take in August?" he cried, "Well, I've booked us into this lovely little resort on the Tuscan...
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Note : This story is completely fictional! Hi reader another masterpiece from your Incester. the incest is very interesting if it is between mother and son , my most of loving readers are like the mother and son incest, so I write most numbers of story in that themed here is also a new master story read like it. A Mother's Touch It's fascinating how extraordinary circumstances can spawn totally unexpected acts and deeds. In this case, a serious car crash thrust my 18-year-old son, Owen, and I...
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The first month we were up there and I hadn’t even found a adult bookstore to go play at the glory holes. I was jonesing for strange dick. The day Tom came home and told me about a adult bookstore he found up in Breezewood put a smile on my face. That very night, which was a Friday, Tom and I went to check out the bookstore. At first glance I thought ther would be no action, the place was off a side road, no houses or other businesses around, but it was on a service road for I-70. Pulling...
“Any problems?” Owen asked on the way to the house. “No, not really,” I answered, not mentioning the man at the shoe store. As usual, the gates opened as we approached them, and Owen drove the buggy through them and around to the back of the house near the carriage house and the stable. He and Joe moved the block of ice into the kitchen. I followed them with the bread, butter, and the package of meat. The kitchen door had opened to admit them by itself. Once everything was in the ice box,...
The Stop: Since we had our bags with us, we didn’t need to wait for them to be unloaded. The Savannah train shed, while large, was not as large as the one in Philadelphia. While walking toward the exit, we heard a man remark to his friend that the waiting room ahead of us was an octagon 80 feet in diameter. From this, it was fairly easy to estimate that the train shed was about twice that wide and maybe five times that long. When we passed the clock in the waiting room, it indicated that it...
Beckham, Owen and Frank Lampard the three legends if English football were staying the weekend at Beckingham Palace, whilst Victoria and the children were visiting relatives in America. The footballers were training hard in Beckhams personal gym for the start of the new football season and the hot session was almost at an end. The lads were unsurprisingly very hot, with Owens hot erect nipples showing through his white tank top whilst he was finishing his bench presses. Beckham had also long...
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Premium Blowjob Porn SitesWrecked Ship Penned by: Miss Deborah Leigh Johnson Knowing that you are in a ship that has just struck one of those errant mines from the second world war of nearly half a century earlier, is bad news. That is enough trouble to deal with, is it not? But, suppose that by some circumstance of fate, you were to find yourself in that kind of a situation, but you are not who the passenger manifest claims that you are? What kinds of problems arise? I know all about those...
I shuffled through my wardrobe while on the phone to Owen looking for something to wear. “I can't find anything. What should I wear?” I asked him. I didn't have many clothes and even though we hadn't been dating for long, he had already seen every combination of my clothing. “Doesn't matter Jessica, your not going to be keeping them on for long. I have something planned for tonight, just don't wear any panties”. We chatted for a bit longer before hanging up. I settled on a tight fitting...
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From the Journal of Olivia Delacroix - First entry. It’s been nearly twenty-one days since The Golden Dove was blown off course by a truly malevolent storm. Had it not been for the peerless bravery of our good Captain Harrington and the courageous Lieutenant Littlefield, we most certainly would have been lost at sea somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. Though having lost our glorious airship and most of our supplies, some of us made it safely to shore, holding out hope that the rest of the crew as...
Fantasy & Sci-FiCHAPTER THREE I had been back from leave at the Army Pay Corps barracks for only a day or so when I went down with severe stomach cramps. The camp doctor depressed the right side of my abdomen, I gasped in pain and by the afternoon I was in a private room at Worthingthorpe Hospital scheduled for an operation to remove my appendix that evening. It was the first time in my life that I had been admitted to hospital. My step-mother Adalind arived at my bedside at around three o'clock, and shortly...
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