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by Kgnot (cont. Of Rey Swallows Her Portions) “Ahh, can this day get any worse?” - Rey exiled. Her bike was gradually slowing down as her fourth gear automatically shifted to zero. Not only did she not sell enough junk to eat a whole meal, but now her only mean of transpiration broke - “Yep that is the gear box.” There was no way she can scavenge for junk in the desert without a vehicle so it was a pretty big deal. The young woman...
After the hate fucking session, Zayn and Rey were laying in Rey’s bed with Zayn snuggled into Rey. They were on their left sides. “There’s something else too, Rey,” Zayn asked, as she turned her face towards him. He kissed her forehead. “What is it, baby?” Rey asked as he drew a line on her skin with his right index finger, from her shoulder down to her elbow. “Well, I called you when Amin was troubling me, but you never showed up. Instead, some two guys showed up with a van and asked me to...
A long tentacle slid rapidly across the wall of the brightly lit hallway. Suckers at the end of the bonelss limb were eager and wet, as they slid closer to the creatures prey. It knew it had to be careful, because this human was especially dangerous. And Rathtars always worked much better in packs. But it was hunger encarnate, a mindless eating machine. Patience wasn't even a concept to it. And today it knew a feast was...
Prologue “Miss Granger, may I ask a question?” Oh shit, here we go. Class smart-ass, Craig Wellman. It was the last week of school and the Year 12s were getting feisty; we’d spent the school year preparing them for life after high-school, treating them like adults, loosening the apron strings and encouraging them to engage us as peers, if not as equals. It worked for most of them; at eighteen they can legally drive a car or drink a beer; though preferably not at the same time. Heck, they could...
Straight SexMy rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the booth, while a line of senior boys tried and mostly failed to hit him with large, wet rectangular sponges. It didn’t take long to work out that this game was a lot...
Straight SexKimmy was only 12 years old. She lived with her mom and her older sister, Sarah, who was 22. She was a cute girl with long, wavy, brown hair, and bright blue eyes. Her breasts were just starting to develop, but she had a nice ass. All the boys at school like her for that. They were always talking about her, but she was never interested. Kimmy had been having strange feeling lately. A week ago, she caught herself staring at other girls. At night, when she was in bed, she would start to think...
Hermione knows the words shouldn't have come out of her mouth, but it is too late to take them back. Watching Professor Umbridge deny the existence of Voldemort and make Harry look like a fool in front of everything has just been too much for her. She couldn't help standing up in the middle of class and defending her friend. The look on her Professor's face, however, makes regret instantly wash over her. She won't take what she said back, though. She stands by her words, if not the...
Chapter 10 – Muck-Up Day “Good morning, Miss Granger.” I looked up from my desk, startled out of a little daydream. It was only Josh, but even after two years of teaching that term of address still reminded me more of Hermione than of myself. And that might just be the last time I hear it, I thought to myself with an inward smile. Mrs Jeannie Marsh. Or at least that’s whom I would become in just three weeks’ time and I probably wouldn’t see many more students between now and then. I’d get a...
Straight SexThroughout that first summer we did graduate to oral sex. Kimmy became very good at it and at times seemed obsessed by it. She loved it when I went down on her but was crazy good at giving head. By the end of the first summer she was swallowing my cum, and could take most of my young cock in her mouth. In the beginning we were very awkward together because of our inexperience, but we learned quickly. Now, because our mom’s room was right down the hall we had to be real careful, so we would wait...
We started to date regularly after our discussion about my past and of course buying her Puggy helped too. "Thank you Dad for the suggestion." We started to date regularly. Saturday was our date night seeing we worked different shift. On Sundays we did family things, either with her family or mine. My brothers couldn't get over how nice Kimmy was. They would tell her that she could do much better. I went along but it did piss me off some. We did go to the zoo and to the aquarium. We...
Written for a friend on another websiteMy list of things to due today. Morning wood - check. Big breakfast - cold pizza a beer - check. Put on old AC/DC black t-shirt and tan baggy cargo shorts - check. Remove old copies of Bodacious Magazine, Juggs, Score, XL, BBW, Voluptuous magazine and old D-Cup when they had stories and cartoons off couch in bed room - check. Log on PSP and PC computer in back room - 2 computers at same time - check. Upload galleries - check.I just got done down loading...
February 4, 1989, Chicago, Illinois All through breakfast and karate, I thought about my conversation with Jorge. It seemed that he had identified the core issue underlying the problems Jessica and I were having. I thought through the events from the time I received that fateful call about Bethany’s accident, to August, when I’d proposed. I’d need to talk to Kara before I talked to Jessica, but I had all day Sunday to do that. I was going to see Kimmy later in the day. Kimmy, who had...
A week had passed since Laurie had left me. The note had said simply: Sam, Met somebody else. See ya. Laurie I knew damn well who the somebody else was. "Piss on her!" I yelled, and took another hard pull on my bottle of tequila. "Her cunt and ass are probably so stretched by now I wouldn't want to fuck her anyway." Despite my brave words, deep down I knew the sad truth: that little girl had taken my tender forty-year-old heart and had broken it in two, and that was the reason I...
Pansy woke to the sound of whimpering and opened her eyes to the sight of her husband fucking their pets arse. She loved to see her husband fuck the pet that had once been her number enemy. Once upon a time the pet would resist and fight back but over the years she had been broken and was now happy to be used in any way her owners wanted. Having woken up properly. Pansy moved to the edge of the bed,spread her legs and watched as the pet moved her face to her mistress' pussy....
When Kimmy told me she was training at massage I let slip that I hadn’t had a massage in a very long time but I wanted to investigate it further, “Dad and Kenny (her younger brother) both say I am getting good at it sir” she said trying to sell her service, “How often do you do that to them Kim?” I asked trying to get a handle on the situation, “Usually once a week sir, sometimes more with Kenny as he plays football at school sir” she said and I was guessing she had developed quite a skill for...
Hermione’s teacher moves her into the adjoining Defense classroom and shoves her into one of the student desks in the front row. Hermione winces from the pain of putting pressure on her recently caned ass, but she doesn’t protest the new position. A piece of parchment and a black quill are summoned and put in front of her, and Hermione blinks up at her teacher. Lines? After everything she has already been put through, the next punishment is writing lines? “You are to pick up that quill and...
This just made the young redheaded witch’s cunt spasm and clench. She had been missing out on good dick during these summer months outside of Hogwarts stuck at the Burrow, and so she was insanely jealous. As stealthily as she could, she crept towards the rhythmic sounds of “Ah! Ah! Ah!” It wasn’t until she reached the door that she froze as completely as if someone had cast petrificus totalus on her. She knew that voice, knew it from years of being the bestest of friends, between sleepovers...
"Good morning, Miss Granger." I looked up from my desk, startled out of a little daydream. It was only Josh, but even after two years of teaching that term of address still reminded me more of Hermione than of myself. And that might just be the last time I hear it, I thought to myself with an inward smile. Mrs Jeannie Marsh. Or at least that's whom I would become in just three weeks' time and I probably wouldn't see many more students between now and then. I'd get a fresh crop next...
My rushed getaway from Josh meant I arrived the Sponge Toss booth ten minutes early, so I had an opportunity to get a feel for the game before I started getting hit with wet sponges. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the booth, while a line of senior boys tried and mostly failed to hit him with large, wet rectangular sponges. It didn't take long to work out that this game was a...
Halfway up the stairs to my bedroom, I kissed Kimmy again, prying her lips apart with my tongue. I squeezed the thin cheek of her ass, and my cock sprang to life again. I laid her on the bed and admired her lithe young frame. She was deeply tanned except for the areas her bikini covered—her small white breasts and creamy pubic area. Her little face was cute and would be quite beautiful when she grew up. At that moment it was lobster-pink and beaded with tiny droplets of perspiration. Kimmy...
I first met Kimmy through a mutual friend and she instantly made an impression on me. Literally – we first met at a local concert and as she surfed overhead I got beamed with an army boot. But when we finally got talking, I didn’t mind the potential concussion. She was a cool girl to know, smart, pretty, funny. It turned out we had plenty in common and plenty to talk about, but as far as I could see our relationship was one of friendship and nothing more. It’s not that I didn’t find her...
As I wake up on a bright and sunny, Sunday morning I think back on what happen yesterday and those lovely words that Kimmy said just before we went to bed. Smiling at me she said, “I love the taste of cum in the morning.” As I am sitting up, I hear her start to stir so I bend down, give her a kiss, and say “wake up, I’m going to pee and then feed you a little breakfast cum.” “Shake that cock dry big boy, or there will be no morning suck for you!”As I come back to bed, thinking about her warm...
We left early as Vikki had to start at 8am and she text Kimmy to ensure it was OK for me to come round this early as she lived at home with her dad and brother and it wasn’t long before she got a reply saying they had both gone to work so all was good. Vikki looked fresh in her bright white summer dress and her new hairstyle really suited her, I was impressed.We arrived at the surgery in plenty of time and Vikki turned to me giving me a kiss on the cheek, “Bye daddy, see you later” she sighed...
Rey was coming back to Nima outpost with a bag full of scraps. When she arrives she drags the bag over unkar Plutt and tosses it up Infront of him. He responded with out even looking "quarter portion". Rey gets pissed off "but last week this was worth a full portion" He yells at her "shut up it's 1/8 portion now" Rey begs "please I haven't eaten in days I need more" Unkar Plutt looks over her sexy body and gets an idea he tells her "come her to night and we can make a deal" Rey smiles "thank...
Under normal circumstances I’m a positive person; despite my emotional misery, I finished school with good marks and was accepted into my chosen course at university: a Bachelor of Science with a major in Pure Mathematics. And I did well, well enough to progress on to my Master’s degree in 2008-09. Hermione Granger didn’t haunt me beyond high school, although I did have one scare when J.K. Rowling published the final book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, where Hermione’s middle name was...
Straight SexI wrote this as a blog entry for Kimmy, but after reading it, thought it made a good story so posting it here too:We met and the first thing that struck me about Kimmy was her big eyes.. and short blonde hair. We had talked about our fantasies and what we would do if we met, and decided that we would make our fantasies come true. She arrived at my place and we were polite and slightly nervous as we got over the first moments of meeting. I saw her pictures online, a young hot girl of 19, and now...
Nick Baker held all the cards in this lawsuit. In his early thirties, he was a rising star in the judicial system of the Big Apple. Across the table from him, Graham Gray sat with a worried look on his face. He was an old acquaintance and the attorney for the opposing side in the case. They had to travel to the state capitol for todays deposition, and probably would not be able to return home until Sunday morning, but everything was working out just great. The settlement in this case would...
The stories that I had written when I wrote this story could be counted on the fingers of one hand. This is the first time that I have written a story that wasn't free form. It was inspired by a request. They had advertised in the "Your Wife's Lovers" section of Dark Wanderer in the 1990s. I had requested that this story be posted in the YW section instead of Your Wife's Lovers section. Many of the details and names have been changed to insure their anonymity. Who knows, they may be a...
It was the morning of December 21 as Chad Nichols and his family prepared for the arrival of his aunt, Alison. Alison was his father’s sister whom Chad hadn’t seen in twelve years, when he was only six years old. Even though she was his aunt, she was only eight years older than him. When he was a baby, she treated him more like her own kid than just a nephew. Alison hadn’t seen her brother and his family in many years, ever since she and her parents moved across the country...
prepared for the arrival of his aunt, Alison. Alison was his father's sister whom Chad hadn't seen in twelve years, when he was only six years old. Even though she was his aunt, she was only eight years older than him. When he was a baby, she treated him more like her own kid than just a nephew. Alison hadn't seen her brother and his family in many years, ever since she and her parents moved across the country to Oregon. This Christmas though was very special. Alison's...
Alison sat there by the porthole window, bored, fiddling with the strap of her Leica camera, when is this contraption going to finally take off? she wondered, stuck in Paris aboard a decaying old Imperial Airlines bi-plane from Croydon that morning. They were headed for Marseilles on the next leg of her trip to Juba in the Anglo Egyptian Sudan. At Marseilles they would change to a Short flying boat to cross the Mediterranean Sea and continue on their 10 day journey calling at Rome, Athens,...
“Are you sure it’s gonna be okay?” asked Alison. She was sitting in the back of a black London taxi, sandwiched between her parents.“Yes, honeypot,” replied her mother, “Professor Cuntslicker has sorted it all out. The black boy has left the country – isn’t that right, Bill? – and he knows not to come back. His sister now knows that it wasn’t your fault, and is really sorry for hurting you. She wants to make it up to you – isn’t that good?”Alison wasn’t so sure. It sounded good in theory. But...
LesbianIntroduction: Another lewd trip to St Tropez…. This account is directly after my tale of Alisons journey, and because it has been too long telling it of one day in the South of France, I have divided it into 2 chapters, but both related. Of course as I publish these true tales, IF I dont get any comments on my writing, I will stop publishing, my tales and true-life adventures here. A lot of people seemingly read my words, but as yet, no comments. [It is the worst poosible thing for an author] ...
“Hey, Alison, suck my cock! How’re you doing?” said Rob, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her spit-covered face peeping out from under Claire’s ass.“Shit, Rob, I wasn’t expecting you. But… come in…” said Alison uncertainly, not really knowing what else to do. “Claire, Brad: this is Rob – Rob: Claire and Brad.”“Suck my cock, Claire,” said Rob politely. “Fuck a bitch, Brad.”“M’ pussy,” muttered Claire. “Bitch,” grunted Brad. Both were surprised to see a total stranger – and a black man to...
HardcoreAlison Bond is lead into the room buy the leash hooked to the blue collar around her neck. At the end of her leash a black hooded male slave. Sitting on the coach in the hotel suite is her master. He looks at her as orders her to come and kneel before him. The hooded man hands the leash to the master turns and leaves the room.Master grabs a naked tit and asks: ?How are you cunt???Fine Master? she answers. ?How may I serve you???Crawl over the table and come back with the flogger.?Alison...
This is all fiction, none of it ever happened.Getting older is a bitch.I had this thought as I muddled through some of my book boxes. I never read this one, probably never will. It would be one of those things the family came across after I'm gone. Anybody want this book? No? Okay, Thrift Shop Box.Don’t be so negative, I thought to myself. Kimmy was coming over, and I was excited about that. My daughter was going out of town with the older k**s, but Kimmy didn’t want to go. That call made my...
Kat was on the prowl. we had been out of state and with family so her pussy intake was very low. As soon as the plane landed she was on her way to Janette's house a woman that she took out of a PTA meeting and two hours later had the strap-on balls deep in her red haired cunt. Janette ran a small office was married and had two daughters one 19 and away at school and then Kimmy 16 years old perfect ass and big tits for her age. She ran track and her long tan legs drove Kat crazy. Pulling up to...
“OH FUCK, I CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS!!!” screamed Alison in frustration. She was standing naked in the bathroom, scowling angrily at a flexible suction-cup dildo which waggled mockingly at her from her wall-length mirror. Her mouth was drooling – but her pussy was not. There was nothing, Alison thought, nothing at all pleasant about trying to deepthroat a dildo.“What is it, pretty cunt?” called Claire from the bedroom.“THIS FUCKING DILDO! I CAN’T FUCKING TAKE IT!!” replied Alison.“I’ve never known...
HardcoreMonday, 19th September, 2050Dearest Mommy,My first day at RAF has been totally fucking amazing! In the morning, we had our first practical session, in what they call the “Money Lab”. In the middle is a huge bed, for the group stuff. And around that, in a semi-circle, are all these individual “fuck-stations”, each with a couch for fucking, and a desk for writing (and fucking too, I guess), and a cabinet full of toys, including – tell Daddy! – a whole pile of Bates butt-plugs (not that I need...
HardcoreI was a junior in high school when I met Alison. That's not quite right. I met her as a freshman but it was as a junior when I really noticed her. We went to Francis Drake High. It was a magnet school; students came from all over, and it was for high achieving students. That's different than genius students. Smart doesn't always equate to high performance. I lived up in Noe Valley and had to ride the bus downtown to the campus. It was a pretty normal high school except for the homework and...
Claire was delighted to see Alison back at the Academy, and gave her a long sloppy tongue-suck the moment she reappeared in the Money Lab. That she appeared hand-in-hand with Eva was a shock, and elicited a twinge of jealousy at first – but Alison deflected it with another of her mother’s unassailable moral aphorisms: “The fruits of fucking are joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, gentleness…”“Oh shut up, Al. Here, join us, Eva.” And so the three girls – blonde Claire, brunette Alison,...
HardcoreOutside number 38B Tottenham Cunt Road, any parishioner arriving for the advertised requiem mass that Sunday morning might have noticed a young couple standing guard on the opposite side of the road. Actually, only one of them was standing; the other was kneeling on the pavement in front of him, sucking his cock.Bradley gazed down at Claire, her head bobbing slowly back and forth, tongue twisting and slobbering, lips alternately squeezing and releasing, her saliva forming a continuous dangling...
Straight SexIt occurs to her in the early hours of the morning when she can’t sleep that she could go to Dumbledore and tell him what happened. There’s no way he’d allow such a thing to happen in the school, certainly, but Hermione fears what would happen to her if she spoke of what Umbridge made her do. Not only would she probably have to be removed from the school for her own protection—with the Minister placing Professor Umbridge in the school, they wouldn’t be able to force Umbridge out—but that would...
“You can’t wear that!” exclaimed Alison.“Why not? Isn’t it sluttish enough?” replied Claire. She was proudly showing off her tight black wet-look PVC one-piece dress, which barely covered the distance between her nipples and her ass. Her cunt lips peeped out cheekily from underneath.“It’s too sluttish! This is an old-style religious service we’re going to: you’ve got to look modest and chaste and stuff – like they dressed before the Enlightenment.”“Oh, but that’s so disgusting! Besides, how can...
MasturbationDear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.It was Saturday morning,...
IncestFriday 30th September, 2050Dearest Mommy,I am sooooo sorry it has taken me so long to write. I have been so fucking busy – or vice versa! The first two weeks of this term have been the fuckingest I have ever had in my life. In Cunts’ classes we have been doing every variation of cock-in-cunt fucking I have ever heard of: mish, cowgirl, doggy, spoons, sideways, corkscrew, sitting, wheelbarrow, standing – you name it! I never knew there were so many ways of just getting my pussy fucked! Cunts...
Hardcore“Fucking or Non-Fucking?” asked the lady behind the ticket counter.“Fucking, please,” replied Alison confidently.“First Class or Shit Class?”“First, please.”“Two-berth, four-berth, or seat?”“Uh… what’s the difference?”“Well, it’s a long journey, so frankly, if you’re planning on doing any fucking, I would avoid the seat carriages. You can just about give a blowjob, but there’s barely room to spread your legs. Are you travelling alone?”“Yes.”“Then I’d go for a four-berth fucker. More fun that...
HardcoreAlison trudged despondently homeward-bound up Tottenham Cunt Road. She was numb, bewildered, livid. “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!” she screamed. There was no reaction from any passers-by, for whom the word, in Enlightened Europe of the twenty-first century, was mere background noise. “WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, CLAIRE?” Alison shouted into the middle-distance. “WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE TO FUCKING…” – she quietened her voice now, so as not to cause public offense – “… ‘love’ me? What the...
LesbianBefore the Great Enlightenment of the 2020s, European society had a dysfunctional, nay, schizophrenic attitude to fucking. On the one hand, both men and women favoured what society called “sexual liberation”, i.e. the right of anyone to fuck whoever they wanted, whenever they wanted, without any attendant responsibilities or obligations. On the other hand, society claimed to value what was called “the family”: men and women who fucked each other and conceived children by that act were expected...
HardcoreFucky Birthday to you,Fucky Birthday to you,Fucky Birthday, dear Alison,Fucky Birthday to you!“Surprise!” There was a chorus of cheers, and Alison felt her blindfold being untied. She looked around and gasped at the sight of Claire’s room, decorated with bunting and banners displaying messages like “Happy 19th – to a True Whore!” and “Many Fucky Returns!” Little pink paper cocks, tits and asses, dangling from ribbons, festooned the room, which was dominated by a huge poster of a gaping asshole,...
Hardcore"So, when you came to the door the other night, naked apart from that short robe, that is how you are every night at home?"The question was asked of me in a voice somewhat louder than I would have liked, as was proved by the sound behind me, of somebody choking on their coffee."Alison," I hissed, "We are in Starbucks, not my kitchen. Can we please not announce to the whole town what I wear or don't wear in the house at night?" I looked round to see the man at the table behind us recovering from...
LesbianMy friend Kimmy came over to pick some stuff up. She's got a great ass: Big but shapely, soft yet firm. The kind of ass made for butt-fucking. Any other time (as anyone that has read my other stories can tell you) that's exactly where this story would be going, but not this time. Trust me, you DON'T want to fuck her. She is crazy, needy, and is still stalking her ex like two years after they broke up. I usually beat my dick dry before I see just on the off-chance my brain stops functioning I...
It was a quiet time at the beach. The period between spring break and the summer crowds. There were a few surfers in the water and some families farther down the shore. You could tell when the shuttle boat arrived as the crowd, if you would call it that would migrate and change.Alison sat on the white sandy beach and looked out over the emerald clear waters of the Gulf. White puffy clouds were lazily drifting across the blue sky as a warm and humid breeze churned up the waves. The six foot...
Knowing that an orgy/gang bang was going to occur at my house over the weekend, I had requested and was granted Monday off. Mary was laying on the floor comatose from her dog butt fucking. She was still leaking dog cum from her ass hole. I looking around and noticed that the toy satchel was still here. I took a butt plug from the bag and plugged Mary's ass. She made no move other than a deeper than normal breath. I lifted her up in a fireman's carry and went out the front door and across...
Alison always felt safe going back to work in the afternoons. She was a teacher in a school that was safe. The students, she thought, all liked her. The janitors were always around and the school had no problems. She had no idea that this day would be different. As she walked into her classroom, she turned on the lights. She turned on the computer and began to get the grades ready for the mid term progress reports. She pulled up her chair and crossed her ankles. She began entering the...
Introduction: the end after chapter 1 Chapter Two After we lay quiet for a while, the two cocks still embedded in me&hellip,.the filling of the sandwich, we staggered to the shower. It was big enough for the three of us and I could only sit on the tiles and get soaked. A soapy hand lifted my arm and flexed my fingers and were slipped into a warm cosy place. Looking up in the spray, Joelle had pushed my fingers into her bald pussy, and with more soap, squeezed my entire hand up into her cunt....
Introduction: Continuing with Alison and helping her with her sex-life ALISON UNCOVERED 2 This is the continuing adventures with my new found friend, a married english gal, just moved into my local village&hellip,and who I wickedly seduced and opened her up to a new vibrant world of sex. Husbands away, wives go out to play, especially when plied with the local wines. Alison and I returned to my home after an outrageous outing to St. Tropez market. Watching (and photographing) Alison,...
“Where’s Claire?” asked Dick-Dick – for indeed, Claire was missing.“She was with Danica and Johnny,” said Alison. “I think she wanted to catch the beginning of their lecture.”“Ah – excellent idea,” said Dick-Dick, “but I hope she isn’t late. We all have to go in as a group here.” It was nearly three o’clock, and Dr Dick and the NDF students were gathered in the lobby of the Princess Asshole Hospice on Oxfuck Street.“I’m here!” came a voice, as Claire flung herself through the glass double...
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