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Victoria was at home sleeping one morning when she received an untimely phone call. The phone had startled her so that her adrenaline brought her to her feet fast to answer it, but her mind was still sleeping so she was half out of it. Vicky: "He-Hello? Oh Hi Karla...It's kind of early isn't it? Noon? Yeah I guess I could be there. Okay Bye."Vicky looked at her clock it was almost 4am. She put her head in hands as she tried to completely wake up and process the call. Why was Karla calling her...
Jess and Karla It had been around six months since I first met Jessica, while working at her home boarding out a loft space, and consequently hot sex with this stunning woman who happened to have great big cock! We had been seeing each other nearly every day since. We had been out for romantic diners, clubbing, the movies and sexy nights in, sometimes just cuddling watching TV, other times fucking all night long until falling asleep exhausted in each others arms. My friends didn't know or...
It was about 7:30am Sunday morning, and Karla and Vicky were still at it. The night before, Jaysin had brought them to this small arena in Rockville where they had filmed various different sex acts with fifty old black men ranging from 40 to about 70 years old. It had been truly a unique evening, one that neither girl had experienced before. After almost five hours of filming and fucking where they had both taken long old black cocks deep into all their holes, the girls had returned to the...
Karla and Vicky slept closely together in the same bed most of that Friday. They were exhausted and sore from the marathon gangbang that they had received just mere hours beforehand. Karla in particular had endured two separate sessions of black dick and was the worst for wear between the two of them. When you think about the sexual work these two ladies had gone through in only two days time, it truly was amazing. The average cock size of the eighteen big black men that had fucked them both...
The gorgeous blonde Karla Kush was born in Las Vegas, Nevada, on January 19th, 1991. Her beautiful looks spring from her French, Swiss, and Austrian origins. Thank goodness we all get to see her naked.Porn College vs TexasKarla attended high school in Las Vegas, and you know what that means. It means she was destined to become a porn star from the moment her father's sperm met her mother's egg. Karla's family moved to Texas before she graduated, so she didn't get her degree from porn college,...
Twitter Porn AccountsAlfred was indeed ready for me, with Jake listening in. "Bert, please switch your thoughts to English. Make it easier for me to read you." "Yes, Alfred, I will try to do that. Did you do any work on this feature at all? I shudder to think of the headache I'm going to get from it." "No, I did not develop it any further. Remember, you chaps stopped me with your vetoes. If it cheers you up: I get those headaches too, every time I test it. Are you ready?" Again it did not take long to...
Alfred had done well. After breakfast he handed Elise a thick bunch of pages, texts and pictures alike. "Elise, there is so much to be found, I just printed what I thought to be most relevant. My tiny printer has its limits. It's fascinating stuff, I hardly slept. But also quite frightening, if I am to think that Lexa and I have to start all over. We won't have much time for anything else should we take a liking to the procedures." His chuckle was proof enough. He had recovered. Now for...
Helmut called me after ten days. He wasn't worried overmuch about the cost of Karla's stay, said she was much more stable now, yet he felt that she needed more treatment sooner rather than later. What should he, what could we do? I invited him over, told him that we had come up with a plan and wanted his opinion. When I showed him into my library early that evening, he was more relaxed than at any stage before. He carried a calm aura, a confidence hitherto lacking. "Berthold, I go...
I did enjoy refreshments at the eatery, even if my late lunch turned out to be a rather noisome affair. Don't they keep pupils at school any longer? Rude crowds of them, screaming, shouting, slamming chairs about. Great fun to them, tolerated by the suffering waitresses because of the lots of easy cash they had to spend. At home I retreated to my office and used my small unit with its Heavy Matter to chat with Alfred. "Alfred, can you spare some time for a little talk?" "Yes, Bert, I...
Helmut was fast off the mark, in both instances. He invited Elise to his house, claiming he needed advise in running the household. They all sat down to discuss their problems, real or imagined, Elise acting as catalyst or moderator mostly. Soon after the initial warm-up, she sent Helmut on his way. For Elvira and Charlotte the extent of the problems was not a surprise. They were quite shocked, however, to learn about our involvement. Elise is inherently unable to lie, I know that. If she...
"Karla, let's carry on. Some problems cannot be solved while sitting down. Besides, I'm getting hungry and thirsty." Without a word, she got up and started walking along the trail, her dejected bearing sufficient proof of her desolate state. I used her silence to try and formulate answers in my head, without much success. Eventually, I spoke again. "Karla, some of our best thinkers have pondered this question throughout the ages: Why were our reproductive tools coupled with our...
Where do I even begin?I was 20 before I met a girl who was even remotely interested in me. Or at least, I was 20 before a girl was into me and I knew it.Women have always been a mystery to me. From the first crush of my elementary school days to the unyielding love I feel for someone now, I have never understood anything about women.I was introduced to Karla through my best friend, Eric and his girlfriend, Sam. They had tried to set us up once before, behind my back, on my birthday, but she...
First TimeWe were both very much relieved when the ordeal was over. Once more she disappeared into the bathroom as I cleared away the few tools of my trade. We had a late lunch then and talked of trivia while we were at it. The good times they had here when the girls were small, the nice summer holidays, weekends in early autumn, before everything took a turn for the worse. "The change came gradually. About two three ago. Something must have happened at work. He never talked about it, he just turned...
Not expecting to find nourishment at home, I had a pleasant and sumptuous lunch along the way. Fresh crumbed trout baked to perfection and eaten in the shade of huge chestnut trees, a couple of glasses of tart white wine, no dessert. Gluttony wasn't on my mind. Kamilla was right, we had to bring Karla back by concentrating on the simple things. If the weather held up, Alfred should take her on walks through the fields and forests in the mornings. Let her decide when to talk and when to...
That did it. She turned a deathly pale, made some funny little fluttery movements with her hands and, her face a close copy of Edvard Munch's 'Scream', crumpled senseless on the ground before I could even stir to catch her. The commotion was enormous. Nobody had paid any attention to us while we were talking. Now, all came running, Elvira and Charlotte reaching us first, Helmut in the midst of the throng. Like a proper cad, I had to compound my misdeeds. When both girls stooped to assist...
Since I had to wait for Helmut to take me home, I sat down outside on a shady bench next to the brook. He would certainly spot me there whenever he was ready. I would have a little talk with Alfred in the meantime. He answered my call instantly. "Alfred, a full download please. There is not much time and we must act immediately." "Sure, Bert, prepare yourself, think English." As before, the download was quick and painful, much worse than ever before. However, Alfred had the full...
Helmut, though he held his peace, was not quite satisfied with my answer, that much was certain. Alfred rejoined us after some lengthy interlude and addressed the problem immediately. "Helmut, it is as I suspected. Your wife has been subjected to the most convoluted and cruel brainwashing imaginable throughout her childhood. Yet, she has shown astonishing resilience. Without that, she would not have been able to marry you, would not have allowed you to become intimate with her. This...
Please, read the prequels if you like this Story: Karla’s first step to be a Fuck Sow www.sexstories.com/story/105721/ Karla’s Brainwashing Room 1 – Lesbian Stitches www.sexstories.com/story/104312/ Karla's Brainwashing Room 2 - Weird lesbian punishment www.sexstories.com/story/105234/ ============================== Karla's Brainwashing Room 3 - Anonymous Doll I almost can’t remember my name is Karla, or is it not? I’m bombarded 24/7 in this brainwashing room with images of...
My lengthy discussion with the doctor was enlightening, to say the least. When he insisted too strongly that I was at fault, I obfuscated by telling him about her parents, their sectarian believes, their zealous application of stupid man-made rules regarding bodily functions. He was hopping about on his mental toes immediately. "Thank you. This explains some of the problems we are having with the patient. You are not family, I cannot tell you of my findings with her. Yet, there exists some...
Setting things up with Alfred was easy. We all met on the Island to decide how we would go about it. Earlier, Elise had me drive over to the country inn near the chalet and declared it suitable for us. "For us, dear?" "Yes, of course for us. Don't you think that I have earned a holiday, after all this turmoil you created? Don't worry. I won't interfere with the treatment. However, I think that you should let Karla know that I am near. If she needs support or solace, I shall be there...
While settling accounts with the inn, I mentioned to our landlady that we would have to come back for orgies at some other date. We simply forgot to indulge. She was clearly curious to know what our stay was all about, but rather than ask told us that we were welcome back at any time. A good hostess. We were quite relieved to return to our normal lives once more. Alfred spent a few more days with us, discussing all that had happened, what could have been handled differently, perhaps better....
When we returned from our extended walk there still was no outward sign of life at the inn. Even the chicken were list- if not entirely lifeless. Granny had disappeared. We took the liberty of unlocking the taproom, switched on a few lights, opened a couple of windows. I knew how to work the taps, switched on the pumps and pulled myself a large Pilsener, found an opened bottle of half-decent white wine, filled a glass for Elise. Eventually we heard the roar of the tractor outside, much...
It was good to see Kamilla smile again. Alfred let her tell about their visit to that man of God, though she broke out in giggles and hiccups occasionally. "You should have been there to watch and listen. Alfred drew him out, once he found his breath in that horrid stench, that is. He pretended to be keen to hear all about his version of Christian faith since it seemed to be so divinely inspired. The sad silly sod swallowed all the rubbish Alfred fed him. When he was told that the fame of...
The small exhibition was a great success. Right in the centre of the circular cluster of six houses the company had erected a large open tent, tables and chairs arranged around a bar and buffet. It had not rained for a few days, the grounds were dry, the many people able to go in and out of the houses without mucking up things overmuch. Upon arrival we were met by Helmut who was very pleased to see us and promised to show us around. "But let us have a drink first. Perhaps a bite too and...
The reformed harridan came back soon. "Sir, the gentleman asks you to wait here. Says he won't be long." I did not mind a little time to rest and think over happenings so far. We had to be extremely careful now. Neither Helmut and Karla nor the attorneys could ever hear about this visit. And we dare not tell anybody what we did. And to whom! Alfred told me later that the girls were not allowed to use the common rooms. Their meals were brought to them. Their quarters, a suite actually,...
By the time I reached home my mind had managed to sort through most of today's happenings. Karla was still an enigma to me, her entire make-up a jumble of good, bad and the worst. From her reactions to my questions and suggestions it had become clear that she indeed had tried to manipulate her husband. Pushing, pulling, spurring him along on his way to success. She had not admitted it, but I suspected that withholding sexual favours was an often-used weapon. I had to speak to...
Elise's face was priceless. She had started to berate me for forgetting my keys again, when the two other felons stepped forward from their hiding place. "Hello, Elise. Please take pity on us and let us have a few drinks before applying your third degree tortures. How are you, dear? It's good to see you!" Elise didn't answer Alfred, she just slid into his arms, pulling Jake into the embrace as well, after a little while. Apparently, she did not favour me with over-much affection just...
Where do I even begin? I was 20 before I met a girl who was even remotely interested in me. Or at least, I was 20 before a girl was into me and I knew it. Women have always been a mystery to me. From the first crush of my elementary school days to the unyielding love I feel for someone now, I have never understood anything about women. I was introduced to Karla through my best friend, Eric and his girlfriend, Sam. They had tried to set us up once before, behind my back, on my birthday, but she...
Just barely out of college, an art major, Karla moved into her own apartment in the city and got a job at a local Starbucks to pay her bills while She waited for something better. Everyday she would take the train from the station near her apartment to go to work where she worked twelve long hours, five days a week. She wanted to be a graphics designer but jobs in that field were scarce. Slinging coffee was something she had to do to get to the life she prepared for with all her schooling. It...
Please, read the prequel if you like this Story: Karla’s first step to be a Fuck Sow www.sexstories.com/story/105721/ ============================== My name is Karla, skinny Karla, slut Karla, whore Karla, cunt Karla and I’m a Lesbian FuckSow Slave. I live in a mental and physical fog of debasement and lesbian submission, so I don’t know if I’m Karla or other girl. Also I don't know what time it is but I guess it's daytime, I don't know what day I live either. I don't know if it's...
When I walked the streets, men often turned to see me and undress me with their eyes, but I don't care about them, I never respond to their calls or suggestions. Straight women just hated me as a potential contender, a temptation to their boyfriends or they were envious of how I looked sometimes. I didn’t care. I was only interested in girls or mature women, married or not. I looked at their eyes and their body language, how they reacted to my presence. Some were embarrassed when they...
Please, read the prequels if you like this Story: PREQUEL - Karla’s Descent to Hell – The beginning YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 1 of 3: www.sexstories.com/story/103802/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_-_the_beginning_-_1_of_3 YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 2 of 3: www.sexstories.com/story/103814/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_ndash_the_beginning_ndash_2_of_3 YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 3 of 3 www.sexstories.com/story/103832/ ============================== My name is Karla,...
At 7:30, things were starting to finish up. Karla was on a mattress in the center of the court being sandwiched in her ass and pussy by Jimmie Williams and Craig Hixon. She was exhausted and sore, and drained internally from her night’s multiple orgasms. Her moans of pleasure were echoing off the walls of the empty area. Under one of the baskets, Vicky was being impaled reverse cowgirl style on Ronnie Simpson’s 9 and a half-inch pole. As she hopped up and down on his thick black bone, she was...
Vicky woke up first around 7:30pm that night, and quietly left the room and decided to take a shower. She was surprised to learn that her asshole and pussy was still lactating semen. ‘Wow’, she thought, ‘I thought we had licked each other clean last night.’ As she soaped up and tried to clean herself, vivid pictures of black dicks going in and out of her body flashed through her mind like a movie flashback sequence. She thought about how at first she had not wanted to have sex with them. It...
Vicky: “He-Hello? Oh Hi Karla…It’s kind of early isn’t it? Noon? Yeah I guess I could be there. Okay Bye.” Vicky looked at her clock it was almost 4am. She put her head in hands as she tried to completely wake up and process the call. Why was Karla calling her so early? It couldn’t be an emergency or anything bad because Karla sounded okay. Still though, she had never called that early in the morning before. After a few more minutes of thinking, Karla set her alarm for 10am and went back...
Please, read the prequels if you like this Story: PREQUEL - Karla’s Descent to Hell – The beginning YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 1 of 3: www.sexstories.com/story/103802/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_-_the_beginning_-_1_of_3 YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 2 of 3: www.sexstories.com/story/103814/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_ndash_the_beginning_ndash_2_of_3 YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 3 of 3 www.sexstories.com/story/103832/ You can read previously - Karla’s Brainwashing...
Please, read the prequels if you like this Story: Karla’s first step to be a Fuck Sow www.sexstories.com/story/105721/ You can read previously - Karla’s Brainwashing Room 1 – Lesbian Stitches www.sexstories.com/story/104312/ ============================== Karla receives a strange visit of Marylou in the Brainwashing Room where Karla lives without sense of day and night. “Karla, since we are in agreement that you want me to be tougher with you, let me try to surprise you, so I go...
When I walked the streets, men often turned to see me and undress me with their eyes, but I don't care about them, I never respond to their calls or suggestions. Straight women just hated me as a potential contender, a temptation to their boyfriends or they were envious of how I looked sometimes. I didn’t care. I was only interested in girls or mature women, married or not. I looked at their eyes and their body language, how they reacted to my presence. Some were embarrassed when they...
I was completely naked and subjected to her will. The two of them spent a moment contemplating my beauty, my hair, my body, my face. And then Gabriela brought the knife to my pussy and I started to get scared! She was crazy! She put the tip of the knife at my shoulder and I felt the cold, cold steel. I wanted to leave, but I remember that for the first time I consciously obeyed her! “Do you want me to cut off you, bitch? I shook my head again Nooooooo. She took the knife across my belly and...
www.sexstories.com/story/103802/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_-_the_beginning_-_1_of_3 YOU CAN READ PREVIOUSLY Chapter 2 of 3: www.sexstories.com/story/103814/karla_rsquo_s_descent_to_hell_ndash_the_beginning_ndash_2_of_3 ============================== A strange silence fell, an evil angel passed ... all silence. I felt a new body close to me: Gabriela's. She knelt in front of my pussy and waited. "Wake up Karla," Ginger yelled as she ripped the mask from her eyes. I was blinded by...
My name is Karla, Karla, Karla, and I’m a Lesbian FuckSow Slave. I don't know what time it is but I guess it's daytime, I don't know what day I live either. I don't know if it's been days or weeks since I've been here, but I guess at least a month and a half because my hair has grown out, it already has bangs at least. I can't complain about how I live in this room to make myself a lesbian sex slave, submissive, humiliated. I eat very well, but I am beginning to understand why I eat as...
Merhabalar. 23 yaşında yalnız yaşayan bi gencim. Benim bir komşum var. Bunlar evli bir çift ve onlarla geçen seks hikayemi size de anlatmak istiyorum. Komşumun eşi normalde türbanlı bir kadın. Ama ben daha sonraları bu çiftin hiç de göründükleri gibi olmadıklarını öğrendim. Harika bir gece yaşadım diyebilirim aslında ve bunu sizinle de paylaşmak istiyorum. O gün yine evde tek başıma nette takılıyordum. Her zamanki gibi sapık muhabbetlerin içine giriyor ve kendi kendime eğlenmeye çalışıyordum....
In the bathroom Jan plugged in her electric razor. "I use this on my legs. Let's see if it works elsewhere? Strip 'em off baby." "Oh no, I'm no guinea pig. You try it first." Jan stepped out of her bikini and gingerly touched the razor to the side of her pubic hair. "Ouch! It yanks." "You deserved it. We need cold steel. Does Stan have a razor?" "Yeah, but it's his pride and joy. He paid a bunch for it. We'll leave some cuttings for him to clean up. If he discovers what we...
Hello doston mein Raj Agarwal phir haazir hun ek nayi kahani lekar. Thanks you every reader for liking my previous story Hot maghushree ki chudaa is kahani mein maine Madhushree ki behen ka kaise sikar kiya who batane ja raha hun Madhu aur mere bich ab har weekend sex hota tha. Ek din mein madhu ke yahan gaya hua tha. Toh madhu ne bataya ki uski didi aane wali hai ghar se uski didi banglore mein engineering karti hai. Aur unka chute suru ho jayega so who yahan aa jayegi. Uska naam Risha hai....
The whole house was dark, but there was a slight beam of light leaving Shannon’s room, the crack only about two inches but more than enough to see the entire hall way. I went to open the door, but stopped at the last moment. I peaked in and saw Shannon, naked, again with the dildo in her hand. No matter how many times I had seen it, her body made my jaw drop. On her back, her tits fell slightly to the side, but the shear size of them, even though the pancaked a bit, still were enormous...
My name is Micheal my birth. But I am known as Michelle As a c***d I had began cross dressing at around ten years age. I had actually been allowed to pick out and wear anything from my mother's closets and drawers. I was a very feminine boy and was often mistaken for being a little girl.My mother understood that to force me into a gender that was not really part of me would affect me badly for the rest of my life. My mother understood this because she herself was a lesbian and had divorced my...
So I live in bath and I've spent a long time looking for and spraying loads over another xham member who goes by the name of Nicola diamond, I've litreraly sprayed pints of cum over her profile and her fantastic stories........ now for a story of my own........the day I meet and facefucked Nicola diamond! It was my day off and I had decided to go for a stroll around town it's was a nice hot day so I was expecting to see a lot of women showing a lot of skin, I spent a good hour wondering round...
Beginning that first day, Paula Wilhelm was indefatigable. She looked for the dirtiest possible jobs and did them without complaint. She learned to cook and was soon better than the other girls. At night, while the others slept, she read. As she had shown on the first day, Paula had an acute sense of humor. Because of the age difference, particularly when Barbara and Steve, along with Karla, returned to the United States to resume her teaching, she became the housemother to Anna and...
Goldie spent his days working as a courier, running messages through the town, usually invitations, hand written notes and small sealed packages, passed between the townspeople, and like most of the people in the town of Winter Rock; Goldie spent his nights at the local bar. One morning Goldie was tasked to deliver a letter to someone in Blackhaven the next town over, this was nothing out of the ordinary for Goldie, he made the forty minute trek around the edge of the forest that stood...
The doorbell rang at exactly 6:00 p.m. My wife and I looked at each other knowing it was him. I think both of our faces showed nervous excitement, as I'm sure mine did. I just hoped mine didn't show the second thoughts.“How do I look?” she asked as she adjusted herself after standing up.“Beautiful,” I replied. “How do I look?”“Like a beautiful drag queen,” she joked.“Oh thanks,” I quipped.“Remember, you're the one that likes to dress,” she said and then led the way to the front door.“Well,...
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It is my birthday so I invite a young black friend out to our house on the lake for some boating and a cookout. I am 66 and my wife is 59 and still very attractive, sexy, professional person. have erectile dysfunction and hinted to my friend that my wife still needs it. He is 26 and had seen him in the restroom and knew he was hung like a horse and I only have 4" when it used to get hard.He comes over in the early afternoon and I see a spark in both their eyes as I introduce them and they give...
The deep sound of the ship's whistle drowned out the band playing on the dockside. As the sound died away Samantha laughed out loud. How appropriate for the band to be playing the theme song from that old TV show. She found herself quickening her pace just a little. Perhaps her children were right. Maybe she could find love again, "exciting and new." She checked with the purser's crew and got her cabin assignment. She decided not to go down to it right away. She was assured her luggage...
Hello Friends, This is Vishu from Hyderabad self employed professional.I am a man who likes to kiss deeply, laugh quickly, make love slowly and clasps all that life has to offer. Women want someone who is decisive and direct. They don’t want someone who is still struggling to make up his mind. I am the person meant to be helping you woman make up her mind. I can be your companion when lonely. My today’s story is a true incident that occurred last winter when i went to meet Deepak (name change)...
Literotica Edition © 2013 Guy Bailey Co-written with Simone Beaudelaire * Nick Harper wiped his brow on his arm as he looked at the trail of straw bales in front of him. They were the small, rectangular type, each weighing around sixty-five pounds. The trailer he was stacking them on held twenty-five lying flat on the base, and could take them eight high. He stacked them using a step method, building one layer, then stepping up to a second and third level so he could shoulder each bale up to...
Revanche squealed with laughter as he ran in and out of the forest with Christopher and Sherry his cousins, Thamara and Trevor the twins should be arriving soon, they were all having a big picnic at Cairin. Christopher picked up his little sister Sherry after she fell down, carrying her over to his mother, he quickly ran back to play with Revanche. Jenee soothed Sherry's sobs with a kiss and hug then washed off her knee's telling her it was just a little scrape, Sherry was soon back to...
It all started as a very innocent gesture. I wanted to get my wife something special for her birthday. I racked my brain trying to come up with something unique that she would appreciate when quite by accident I saw an add for a semi-professional masseuse. Excellent! She had always talked about getting a professional massage but would never spend the money. This was going to fit the bill just right. I made the appointment for a night we both had free. The masseur, his name was Doug, was more...
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