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It’s been two years since Briana found out about her husband’s excessive cheating. She tried everything to save their marriage, but her husband continued his adulterous acts unaffected. After the first year of getting nowhere, she gave up and started talking to a divorce lawyer.While going over their finances with her lawyer, Briana discovered that her husband had been draining their joint bank accounts. When she looked into it, she learned that her husband was using the money to buy lavish...
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Top Premium Porn SitesMy first year of Boarding School had been far tougher that had anticipated and now that I was home for the summer I wanted nothing more than rest and recreation. You know the song, Wild Horses By the Stones. 'You Can't Always Get What You Want,' well it must be true, at least for me. At breakfast on my first day of 'R&R' my mom tells me she has volunteered me to help out our neighbor Mrs. Banks with some chores around her house."Ever since Ron Banks ran off with that young bimbo secretary...
“I still don’t see why you don’t want to use your old bank,” Mark said while walking up to the door of a major bank. “I didn’t like the service there,” Dexter said. Patiently, Mark held the glass door open for Dexter. The man wasn’t moving all that quickly. In fact, he was rather grumpy. Dexter stepped into the bank and looked around. There were three desks, only one of which had a person sitting in it, that he assumed were for loan officers and new accounts people. There was a row of ATMs...
(June 3rd, 2000) The New Recruit. Sarah Banks was about to graduate from high school with honors, when a CIA recruiter came to her school posing as a substitute teacher. The CIA agent, Jack Anderson was a rising star within the CIA and he needed a young woman to aid him in a top secret mission. The agency decided to pursue the beautiful and intelligent, Sarah to help crack the huge case. The school girl reluctantly agreed, but with conditions. Heading the CIA was Special Agent Turner, who...
Written from the perspective of when it happened.I can't believe, I am fucking my boss’s wife! She is so fucking hot man. She can’t seem to get enough of me either. Technically she is not old enough to be my mom, but she is old enough to be my older sister. Becky is in her late thirties and is married to my boss. His name is Pat and is somewhere in his fifties. Becky is his third wife and treats him like crap. It’s pretty obvious to me that Pat must be her sugar daddy. Becky for one thing...
Every year during the winter months, I like vacationing in the tropics. This year I had chosen the island of Jamaica for a five-day getaway. This was not my first visit there, but this is the first time I took the journey on my own. Jamaica’s warm winter months bring the perfect weather for straw hats, summer dresses, daisy-dukes, sandals, and teeny bikinis. The island experiences less rainfall during the winter months than it does during the summer. Although the majority of the people on the...
A petite blonde with long, bushy hair and very perky boobs was silently working through what seemed to be a hybrid cheerleading-dance routine. Her tan lines stood out starkly and her lithe body froze Anita in her tracks. After throwing herself over the lip of the cliff and onto the plateau which comprised its summit, Anita sprawled inelegantly in the dirt. Actually, she realized, it was more of a fine white powder that felt really good to roll around in like a kitten with too much...
So it was last week whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Euro Tunnel train back to Britain last summer, that my glance fell upon one of the uniformed young women, directing cars aboard the upper deck of the lead carriage. Admiring her quite obviously youthful figure as we inched our way along the platform, I had almost drawn level with her, when she turned towards me, holding up one hand to indicate we should stop, before they commenced loading the lower...
“Well, I’m pretty busy,” I responded, “but, yeah, I guess I could.” Agreeing on a time and place, I hung up and returned to resolving my shipping problem. About five fifteen I walked into the bar and saw Bobby nursing a bourbon and water. Sitting down, I ordered a drink and asked him, “Okay, what’s so Important?” Bobby didn’t immediately respond, just continuing to revolve the glass on the table. After a few moments he began, “Well, I don’t know how to bring this up.” He paused...
Introduction: This is another story that follows the sexual adventures of the characters from the 1975 A Year to Remember series this story occurs about a year after the events in that series and focuses on Ellen, Bobbys wife, Bobby, and Hank. Although this story is a separate, stand alone tale, the reader is urged to read the first part of chapter one of 1975 in order to identify the participants and what brought them to the event detailed in this particular narrative. One early summer morning...
Hi, I’m Malini. I’m 25 years old, short and fair, born and raised in a South Indian city. I usually go to my grandparent’s home during my vacation. Their home is located approximately 300 km from the city I live, and it’s a . This time I decided to spend more days with them as there was no work to be done at the office. After breakfast, I told my granny I’d take a dip in the river as it was a bright sunny day. She agreed and said she would nap for an hour before going out. She went to sleep,...
Erin Banks, the girl next door, you might have met her. She was probably in your high school, or was it your swimming pool, or that coffee shop you get your refill of caffeine every morning? Who cares, you probably did not notice her, she is kind of unremarkable: a bit chubby, redhead, covered in freckles. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, Erin has a fetish, a fetish for vampires and she seems to attract their attention very much. All these stories take place in alternate realities, all these...
FantasyMickey showed up at about five-thirty, and Twyla immediately began dragging him upstairs. "Whoa! Twy, Honey, we don't have to have sex every time we're alone!" "That's sweet, but what if I want it?" Twyla grinned and tugged on his arm. Mickey shrugged, and capitulated, but Twyla stopped on the stair and regarded him. "Mickey, what if sometime you wanted it and I didn't? What's fair?" Mickey blinked. This sounded like one of those female questions that there was no safe answer...
In nineteen sixty two Shelly worked as a teller in a small bank. She was fucking her manager. Her boss was a married man who hated his frigged wife and dreamed of escape to parts unknown with Shelly.They opened the bank early as usual. They went to the back where no one could see them thru the window. Shelly pulled up her skirt and dropped her panties. She bent over and Roger fucked her from behind. Roger shot his load into her ."Roger I have a plan to rob this bank." she said excitedly,...
EroticThis story takes place in 2010 during a business trip to Fairbanks Alaska. Everything you're about to read is exactly what happened. I haven't listed names due to anonymity being kept. So with that said, let's begin.In 2010 I went to Fairbanks Alaska for the first time. I had lived in Alaska for 3 years but all the way down in Anchorage. It was a relatively world wide business meeting with people from Italy, Japan, England, and all over the United States.I was 25 at the time, and for those...
Following the servant, Katriana and I wove our way around serving girls and chattering guests eating dinner. He lead us to the back of the inn, where there were private dining rooms for more exclusive and richer guests. He opened one of the doors for us, holding it so we could duck into the intimate space. A glowing fireplace lit the small room, which was dominated by a round table. Around the table were three other people- a pretty, silver-haired elf woman in white robes, a dwarf in brown...
It took me almost ten hours to recover the men from the wrecks and search them. I had to suit up in a pressure suit and enter the each ship using an emergency cable strung between ships. Using a battery pack, I established contact with the men on the bridge through their comm systems and made sure they understood that I could leave them behind if they did anything stupid, and that it would take almost two weeks for help to arrive. They promised to be good. They would have to depressurize the...
"I think I'd like a drink," Councilor Estebahn said. "Anyone care to join me?" Everyone but me said yes. "Max?" "I'm still underage for a couple of weeks, Sir," I told him. "Fuck that. You deserve one." Taylor nodded his agreement. "Then if you have a decent porter, stout, or dark ale, I'll take one of those." He turned off the security, went to the door and asked someone to grab the drinks. He resumed his seat and a few minutes later a man came in with a tray of drinks...
We left the restaurant after a nice dinner. Mari had limited herself to the one glass of wine and then water for the rest of the meal. Anna and Katherine had a few glasses of wine each, just enough to get them to the giggly side of tipsy. We wandered around the lower level for a while in our little diamond formation, working off the meal and stretching our legs before heading back to the hotel. It was early enough that I asked if the girls would mind if I went the gym for a bit and they said...
We got back to the hotel with no problems and found our purchases waiting at the front desk for us. We hauled them up and Katherine insisted on hanging up all my stuff. I don't think she trusted me. I was looking at all the clothes that I now had and realized I was going to need a suitcase or garment bag, something else I had never owned. I grabbed a smaller bottle of water and settled in the seating area, looking out the window at the structures of the middle layer of the station. Sam was...
With a sigh, I dropped both feet onto the floor, stood up and placed my coffee cup on Philippe's desk, turned and greeted the ladies. They were dressed very differently than they had been on the ship. Instead of the coveralls, each wore slacks, silky blouses, and short jackets. No one wears skirts or dresses where the possibility of gravity loss might cause embarrassment. Anna and Katherine's outfits were well tailored and in the casual to formal range of fashion while Mari's were more...
I let Mari use the bathroom first. I walked over to the laundry return mounted in the bedroom wall, pulled out my clothes, folded and put them away. Mari exited a little later, telling me 'Your turn' before walking out and checking to make sure the hotel room was buttoned up. I went into the bathroom, stripped my clothes off before putting just my shorts back on, and did my nightly stuff. I exited the bathroom, tossed my slightly used clothes into the wardrobe, dimmed the lights, and...
I had talked to the captain of the freighter, reminding her to have witness reports of the incident from herself and the bridge crew ready and making sure her report of the pirate incident that started in Denarrus was written. The women were back on the freighter by the time security arrived. We had parted with hugs, kisses, and promises to keep in touch while they were in system. Even Mari gave me a hug, pulling my face into her chest and kissed the top of my head. When she let up a little,...
The four of us met in the main room a little later. It was obvious even to me from the satisfied looks on Katherine's and Mari's faces that they, too, had enjoyed themselves. I asked Sam how she was doing and she gave me big grin. "I'm good. Don't you worry about me." She had listened in on my conversation with Anna through my implant and was happy with the way it went. We talked for a while and decided to go to dinner when people's stomachs started to grumble. I made sure the...
I woke up late the next day feeling groggy and achy and knowing my sleep cycle was fucked. I don't think I had moved at all in the night and I was stiff. Something else was amiss and it took my fuzzy brain a moment to process the situation. Lying half on top of my left side was a nekkid young woman. Not the first time I've woken up with a woman but it is the first time with a nekkid woman. Yes, you can assume I am not sexually experienced. I've been in training from the age of 13 to 17...
Sam was pointing me to the replicator when I stumbled out of the master bedroom in search of life giving elixir. She had somehow, I do not know how but I will be eternally thankful to her, gotten hold of a decent coffee profile. I was the first up surprisingly and when the time that the women had been forcing me out of bed came and went I decided to check on them. Anna was doing her cat routine and was curled around a pillow and snuggled under the sheets. Mari was spooned behind her with...
It was a couple of weeks later that I was summoned to Privateer Corps HQ. Quinn Taylor asked me to bring the ladies as Councilor Estebahn would be present. This was fortunate for me since I still hated the drive through the city and they would keep me calm. We hopped into a vehicle and were driven to HQ. There, in a large set of offices in a high rise near the Senate Building, we were led to a briefing room. There, Taylor and Councilor Estebahn were waiting and watching a newscast on a...
Last night Ken Shigenori had gone to bed secure with his lot in the world. He'd gone to the right school, worked hard, been admitted to the right university, worked hard, took a job at the right city firm, worked hard, and while he wasn't one of those 'Masters of the Universe' the papers liked to bang on about, after successfully closing out the DiMaggio deal he could expect to add a cool seven figures to his bank account once bonus season rolled around. He'd thought about phoning up an...
Annalynn Estebahn was staring at me. "You really think the captain was involved with the pirates?" "It fits," I told her. "Maybe not perfectly but reasonably. If the pirates had boarded the freighter, they could have grabbed you and been gone before system security could get here." "What about the Mari, Katherine, and the other passengers and crew?" "The captain has little regard for the crew and was more concerned with the state of the engines. I'm guessing he's trying to...
I grabbed Sam's portable carrier and transferred her unit into it. AIAs reside in a sealed unit about the size of my fist (remember I have big fists) that looks like a silver/black cube with only a single data port in the bottom. The units are damn near indestructible seeing as they are used as data recorders. Ships have been blown to pieces and AIA units have survived to tell what happened. The only thing more likely to survive is something we refer to as the hardened vault, a massive...
At just before 0900 station time, we arrived at the docks and made our way to the 'Shivari'. I was carrying Sam and leading the way through dock workers and maintenance people. Midshift had started an hour before and work was in full swing with people gathering materials and tools for repair work. I was in my work clothes and the women were in their coveralls. We'd gotten some looks as we'd left the hotel. I was trying to be better company in the morning and not so grumpy. Earlier we'd...
The next morning I woke up and couldn't move. Mari was half on top of one side while Anna was on the other with Katherine spooning her. Sam was at the foot of the bed silently laughing at my predicament. "Ugh," was my response as I dropped my head back onto my pillow. That seemed to be enough to wake Mari up. She rolled onto her back and stretched, then moved into a propped up position, blinked sleepily and smiled at Sam. She looked at me, smiled, leaned over and kissed my cheek. She...
No one forgets their first time. It was the summer of ’05 that I turned 18. It was the summer of ’05 that changed my life. That summer, I was exposed to the world of sex. Not just any kind of sex though, no, it was mind blowing, earth shaking, send me to heaven and back sex. It’s not like I was totally inexperienced though. I had boyfriends throughout highschool, I went to some of the ‘bases’, but I never ‘hit a home run’ with any of them. Some might ask, why wait so long to lose your...
It was a cool summer morning, I woke up to the feeling of my brother's hard cock cumming inside of my abused loss pussy. The bed was shaking violently to the power of my brother's strong body movements. Suddenly i had a flashback of all the rough sex we had last night, I had too many drinks and fell asleep while my brother continued destroying my wet pussy all night long. My back hurts from all of the painful sex and forced anal entry which i love so much. I love it when my brother throws me...
Memories, both fond and otherwise, can be recalled by the least expected of external stimuli. A snatch of conversation, the scent of a Spring blossom, a few bars of a tune long since in vogue. Many things.So it was last week whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Chunnel train back to Britain last summer, that my glance fell upon one of the uniformed young women directing cars aboard the upper deck of the lead carriage.Admiring her quite obviously youthful figure as we...
First TimeSandy sighed and leaned back in satisfactory moan with her eyes still closed, savouring the moment. That felt good, she thought. Watching sperm/semen filled porn always gave her immense pleasure while she touched herself. She opened her eyes and reached for a tissue next to her bed. The video was still playing on her macbook, it was bukkake porn. While she already had two good bouts of intense orgasm, watching the semen glazed face in the video made her tingle again. She was tempted to go for...
Chapter 2 - Cum for thought "Yes! Yes, I am almost there!" Said Sandy panting and cut off her phone. Her brother had parked across the street and she could see him grinning at her when he saw her walking towards him with irritation written all across Sandy's face. While she was petite, Ethan, 19, stood at 6 ft and 2 inches tall. Puberty had done it's magic on him, his jaw and high cheek bones were more defined now and it looked like he was working out, he had a lean muscular build. He...
Introduction This is the fifth story about Sandy and Tim. Based on true events, I have been writing and posting them in chronological order. Even though each story stands on its own, you might find that reading them in order helps you better understand who they are. The earlier stories are: It Started in Drivers’ Ed Class, which tells the story about how Tim and Sandy met, I Can’t See You, in which Tim “helps” Sandy get ready for a date, Nothin’ but Skin, about their trip to a friend’s...
While all this sounds idyllic, unfortunately, it wasn't, and the reasons all revolved around Ed. Fidelity wasn't in Ed's vocabulary. From the first, although he was careful not to rub her nose in it, Marion was not his only girlfriend - she was his fall-back position. Ed was big on variety, and, frankly, many times his silver tongue got him things his less than impressive equipment wouldn't support his hanging onto. When Marion moved in, all it meant to Ed was that he no longer had to...
Tuesday started out pretty normally. Aaron settled in and managed to concentrate, putting aside the incident of the day before, and he managed to discover the basis of the interface error that he'd been looking for. Marion's masturbation session of the night before had been oddly satisfying, so she was clear-headed and focused, dispatching her work in an efficient manner that had Dom nodding in approval and relief. Everything went pretty normally until Marion came back at five o'clock, and...
As soon as the two vehicles were on the road, Marion started something actively dangerous - trying to divest herself of her sports bra while driving. Her outfit, a golf shirt with the cleaning company logo over black pants, wasn't going to be conducive to the kind of access she HOPED Aaron wanted while they were petting - anything she could do to ease the way was indicated. The thing fought her every step of the way, and she had barely gotten it off and through the arm of her shirt when they...
Six forty five came very early to someone who had staggered to bed just before two. Too early; it took fifteen minutes for the regularly increasing volume of the alarm clock to bring Marion fully to her senses. Lurching up, her soaked crotch reminded her of the previous evening's activity, but she didn't have time to deal with it - Twyla was going to be late! She snatched at a tissue, and dabbed at herself on the way to her daughter's room. Usually, she'd be wearing panties, but ten...
So it was last July whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Euro-Tunnel train back to Britain, that my glance fell upon one of the uniformed young women, directing cars aboard the upper deck of the lead carriage. Admiring her quite obviously youthful figure as we inched our way along the platform, I had almost drawn level with her, when she turned towards me, holding up one hand to indicate we should stop, before they commenced loading the lower deck. No more than six feet...
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***************************************** This is a continuation of the Private Game. This contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. The series is meant to be a standalone story and not as a prequel or sequel to any of my other stories. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments. This series should be read in order. ...
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Night Orderly – Private RamosJack thought back to the days of being a Drill Instructor in the Army. Especially during his military career when it was primarily about processing draftees so they could fight in Vietnam. Jack was in the process of selecting the third of his Night Orderlies. The first two had worked out very well so he was eager to find a replacement for the last one. It was week-one into the eight week Basic Training cycle and Jack was in the barracks latrine. He walked...