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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, and afro Eva – stood face-to-face in a triangle sharing tongues, licking, sucking, tongue-fucking each other’s mouths till their spit dribbled down their chins and their laughter filled the hall. “This is how true fuckers reconcile!” Claire enthused.

That was at least partly true. Bradley remained hovering in the background, unsure about how he might or might not fit into the newly-redrawn classroom alliances. And Chad looked, frankly, furious.

Some of these tensions began to iron themselves out during the course of their first Introduction to Blowjobs sessions. Eva was paired with Bradley and gave him, as far as Alison could tell, one of the greatest blowjobs in the history of mankind; there was not a mention of “dinky dicks”, and by the end, any reservations Bradley may have had about Eva disappeared in a stupendously-crafted cumshot which splattered the smooth dark skin of her nose, cheeks, lips and chin. Chad continued to glower menacingly at Eva and her new set of fuck-friends, but at least was kept far away from them by Cunts, who paired him up with Harriet for a very impressive smoky blowjob.

Cunts seemed pleased – “happier than I’ve seen her in a long time,” whispered Claire to Alison, “maybe ‘coz she’s relieved you and Eva are at peace.”

*

At lunchtime Eva, Alison and Claire made their way together to the RAF dining hall, keen to catch up with each other’s news – and to exchange notes on Anna and Andy’s disappearance. At least, Alison and Claire were keen to gossip; Eva listened cautiously from the sidelines. “Who’d’ve thought it?” exclaimed Alison in hushed but scandalised tones, as they all sat down together at a small round table with their lunch trays. “I thought Anna was such a sensible, reliable fucker. How come she got taken in by all this ‘love’ shit?” As she spoke, a couple sitting at a booth across the aisle from them were consuming their desserts. The young lady was topless, her black hair tied back out of the way of her large natural breasts.

“That explains why Cunts has been in such a bad mood,” opined Claire. “It’s, like, a total betrayal of the Enlightenment. And from such experts as Anna and Andy! How on earth?” In the booth across the aisle the young man had put a blob of whipped cream on each of the woman’s tits, and was balancing a raspberry on each creamy nipple. She giggled with delight.

“Stupid, selfish, self-deluded idiots!” Alison spat out. “And all it has achieved is that they’ve had to flee the Union. Where are they going to go? Fucking India, or Africa?! Who’d want to go there and live with all those fat, ugly…” Alison stopped, as she caught sight of Eva’s face, which was now drawn, her lips tightly shut, a fixed frown shadowing her eyes as she stared into the middle-distance. In the booth across the aisle, the man was eating raspberries off the woman’s nipples, noisily slurping whipped cream as he did so.

“Oh…” Alison paused. “I’m so sorry, Eva, I’m being really rude, aren’t I?”

“Yes. But hey, I’m used to it,” sighed Eva quietly. “No, I don’t mean just from you, Al. I get it all the time in this country. But I don’t think Andy and Anna – or my brother, for that matter – are so stupid or deluded as you think. They just think differently from you…” The couple in the booth had now moved on from tit-sucking: the man had got his cock out, and was sliding it up and down between the woman’s cream-coated tits.

“Different from everyone, duh!” replied Alison. “Everyone in the whole Union!”

“Yeah,” admitted Eva, “but only because the Union has managed to expel or cull anyone who believes differently. The Outside World is still full of people who believe in Love.”

At the sound of the word “love”, the food-fucking couple over the aisle paused in shock but, presumably thinking they must have mis-heard, resumed their fucking, this time pouring a generous dribble of chocolate sauce over the man’s cock, before he slid it into the woman’s slit. “Oh yeah, Johnny, choco-fuck my pussy, baby,” the woman muttered, “I love feeling that warm sauce all the way up my cunt.”

Under normal circumstances, Alison would have stopped to watch the rather fine food-fuck unfolding at the next table – but this conversation with Eva was getting too close to home. “And that gives your brother the right to declare love to me?!” she replied, her voice rising. Other heads in the vicinity were now turning – though not the food-fuck couple, who were too involved in their own fetishistic pleasure to notice any more. Johnny was continuing to fuck the woman’s cunt, pouring copious quantities of warm chocolate sauce over his cock as he did so – whilst smearing cream and soft fruits on her tits and gobbling them off ravenously.

“We weren’t talking about my brother!” replied Eva to Alison’s taunt. “We were talking about Andy and Anna – and I was saying, don’t be so insulting to them just because they have rejected your world view. They have the right to do so!”

Johnny picked up a large cream sponge cake from his tray, held it out, and said, “Ready, Danica?” His partner looked up into his face, eyes gleaming with anticipation, and nodded.

A second later, she was spluttering through a faceful of sponge and cream, “Oh yeah, Johnny, fucking wuin my pwetty face with that cweam cake. You gonna wam your fucking cock into this cake-face of mine?” Johnny needed no further encouragement, pulling his cream- and fruit-streaked dick from her chocolate-covered cunt, standing up on the banquette, and plunging it into the middle of her cake-plastered face. He must have aimed well, because his cock disappeared right down to the balls, as an obscene gagging noise emerged from Danica’s gullet.

Alison was determined not to be distracted, and continued to remonstrate with Eva. “Okay, Andy and Anna have every right to think what the fuck they like – and, as long as they keep their ‘love’ to themselves, that’s fine by me. But it’s ideas like ‘love’ which take the decent, free-fucking youth of our society and turn them into perverts. I mean, where did your brother get the idea he ‘loved’ me? And what good did it do anyone? And if you think that Anna and Andy are going to find any happiness going off to live in the Outside World to find ‘love’ – well, you wait! It’ll be okay for Andy: he can go around fucking all the ass he wants. But in a couple of years’ time Anna will come back, divorced, haggard, poverty-stricken, carrying five unwanted babies. And that’s even if she survives childbirth. (I mean, the thought of it, giving birth to a baby out of your cunt – Jesus!)” Johnny was now face-fucking his partner with aplomb, as sponge, fruit, cream, chocolate and spit continued to explode from her face and mouth, making a gloopy mess down her chin and onto her tits.

But Eva was not going to let Alison’s criticism pass. She leaned forward, fingers pressed hard against the table-top. “You don’t get it, do you, Alison? It’s easy for you white people to condemn Undesirables, or the World Outside: you’re not subject to blanket sterilisation or expulsion orders from the state. What’s more, the only reason you are still here in this Academy of Fucking is because my brother – yes, my black brother – loves you! If all he felt for you was lust – if all he wanted was Pleasure – then he would have fucking lied, saving his own skin – and mine – so he could stay in this country, fuck whoever he wants, continue to get his dick sucked every weekend by his little sister, and maybe even fuck your amazing asshole again! Don’t you get it? YOUR ASS WAS SAVED BY HIS LOVE FOR YOU! HE GAVE UP HIS JOB, HIS HOME, HIS SISTER, HIS COUNTRY – OUT OF LOVE FOR YOU!!!”

Alison stopped in shock – for, in her self-absorption, what Eva was saying had never occurred to her before. Other people around them were staring in shock too – though probably more shocked by Eva’s “foul language” than the actual content of her tirade. Even the food-fuckers paused, Johnny’s cake-coated cock poised at Danica’s creamy dribbling lips.

“Please,” said Johnny, clearly offended, “mind your fucking language!”

“So sorry!” Alison apologised embarrassedly. “My friend sometimes forgets her manners: you know, sometimes her kind don’t realise… She’s a… you know…” Alison resumed her hushed tones, whispering sharply to Eva, “Eva, don’t use the L-word out loud here. This is the Royal Academy of Fucking, after all…”

Claire stroked Alison affectionately on the arm. “To be fair, Alison,” she said calmingly, “we were all talking about ‘the L-word’. But seriously, Eva, you’re saying he left the Union – “out of ‘love’ for Alison? But surely he left the country to save his own ass: if the truth had come out, he’d have been expelled anyway – or culled! No, wait, Alison – stop fucking interrupting! – let Eva explain.”

Actually, Alison had not been about to interrupt. The grimace on her face and the tremor in her heart were due to a series of new and troubling thoughts – implanted there by Eva’s outburst, but now beginning to buzz silently through her mind: “What actually is this ‘“love” shit’ that Rob and Eva keep going on about? Eva is right: Pleasure can’t explain what he has done. He’s made a massive sacrifice; was it really out of ‘love’ for me…?” Alison knew also that she had seen a look, a special kind of gaze in Rob’s eyes when he looked at her – twinkling, searching, fascinated, fixated. Was that “love”? She had seen the same in Anna and Andy, even as they fucked on the reception desk before lectures each morning. Was that “love”? Alison’s parents had taught her that love was a fake – a chimera – a smokescreen for exploitation and abuse, the lynchpin of societal and religious hypocrisy, responsible for all the delusions of the pre-Enlightenment. But then, Alison remembered that look in her own parents’ eyes when they looked at each other. Their marriage was full of pleasure, yes – but it was more than that: she had seen them make sacrifices for each other, accept injustice from each other, forgive each other’s wrongs more times than she could count. Did mere Pleasure really explain all that?

Alison’s brow was furrowing deeper and deeper, but she held back from voicing any of these troubling ideas, whilst Eva took a deep breath to gather her own thoughts. Across the aisle, Danica had turned around on the banquette, hitched up her skirt, and stuck her ass up towards Johnny. Johnny picked up a can of whipped cream, inserted the nozzle into Danica’s asshole, and squeezed. Alison, Eva and Claire heard the unmistakeable sound of rectum filling gradually with cream. “Oh yeah!” whispered Claire excitedly, tapping Alison on the arm: “I just adore whiteshit!” She glanced furtively away from her companions, evidently far more excited by Danica’s asshole than by debating the meaning of the “L-word”.

Eva ignored Claire, and continued her explanation: “Okay, Alison, let me try and put it this way… You go to church sometimes, don’t you?”

“Yeah, but what’s that got to do with ‘love’?” Alison remonstrated. Johnny was now slowly fucking his cock deep into Danica’s ass, making whipped cream squelch and fart noisily out of her asshole and dribble down her thighs.

“Oh yeah, asshole casserole!” squealed Claire in delight – completely losing interest in the conversation and turning her back on her friends to watch the food-fuck.

Eva continued regardless: “Well, I bet you’ve heard things like… ‘everyone who gives Pleasure has been born of God… because God is Pleasure.’ You know the bit I’m talking about?”

“Yeah yeah, I know. But I didn’t know you liked going to church?”

“Well, sometimes – but that’s another story. Point is, in the original manuscripts, where now we translate it as ‘Pleasure’, the original word was… ‘love’. God is Love.”

There was silence as Alison, scandalised by Eva’s preposterous claim, fumbled for words – and all she could manage was: “Bullshit!” She might have said more, but was stopped in her tracks by a large splatter of whipped cream being explosively farted out of Danica’s asshole, propelled across the aisle, and landing in Claire’s face. Alison and Eva could not help but laugh out loud at the innocent mishap. “I said ‘bullshit’,” guffawed Alison, “not ‘whiteshit’!”

“Hey, Danica,” Claire called out as she licked her lips, savouring her creamy faceful, “I love the taste of your fart-cream! Send me some more ‘crème de la ass’!”

Danica turned, grinned, and gestured to Johnny, who squirted her ass full of whipped cream again. This time Danica took careful aim, took a deep breath, and bore down as hard as she could, sending her entire rectum-full of cream flying across the aisle in one long, powerful melismatic fart, plastering Claire’s face with her creamy white anal effluent. “Fuck yeah!” screeched Claire, “‘crème fartée’!” She laughed uproariously at her own pun, as some of the other nearby diners cheered and applauded. Johnny could hold back no longer, ramming his cock deep into Danica’s ass, fucking it in and out as fast as he could, and then squirting a generous helping of cum inside Danica’s asshole. Danica let out a slow gentle fart, as the cocktail of man-cum, whipped cream, chocolate sauce and squashed raspberries dribbled down her thighs onto the banquette. There were cheers all around, as Danica crouched down, slurped up her cream- and fruit-flavoured cum sundae from the surface of the banquette, and then proceeded to suck the same off Johnny’s dick.

“Hey, are you two new here?” called out Claire as she wiped and slurped whipped cream off her face.

“Not exactly,” said Danica with a smile. “We’re teaching the Food Fuck Firsts short course which starts today. We’re on secondment from Titty University. And fuck, Johnny, we’d better clean up, quick – we’re giving a lecture in, like, fifteen!” All around, students and lecturers alike were finishing their meals, clearing their trays, or winding up their post-prandial fucks.

“We’re not expected at FP till three today,” said Claire to Danica. “Can I come with you and just catch the first bit of your lecture? I’ve always loved food-fucking!”

“Sure thing! Lemon meringue pie today!” replied Danica.

“Fucking!” enthused Claire, as she got up, helped lick Danica and Johnny clean of cream and cum, and bounced off after them.

“Bring me some!” Alison called out to Claire, as she and Eva cleared away their trays, gave each other a reassuring tongue-suck, and walked hand-in-hand out into the entrance hall. Angie the new receptionist was still blowing huge pink bubbles as they passed by: she was moaning as she diddled her cunt under her desk with one hand and squeezed her huge tits with the other, muttering “fuck yeah” under her breath each time a bubble burst over her freckled face, before peeling it off with slimy fingers. “Bubblegum fetish – fucking: you don’t get that often!” commented Alison to Eva. “Let’s watch for a minute, I love this sort of thing. Look, when she opens her mouth you can see the gum all pink and glistening and squidgy, so it looks just like a sloppy juicy cunt. And now, when she starts to blow, it looks like she’s sucking on a big pink tit. And then it gets bigger and it looks like she’s eating someone’s ass. Isn’t that fucking?!”

Eva didn’t seem impressed. “I knew a girl in school who did the bubblegum thing. The boys used to love popping her bubbles with their cocks. But she choked on her gum one day, alone in the park, and died. A friend of mine found her, gum all over her face and a dildo still in her cunt…”

“Fuck…” commented Alison, thoughtfully. “Hey, shall we take a walk in the park, before FP, and continue our conversation?”

Within a few minutes, Alison and Eva were sitting side by side on a bench in Regents Park, gently kissing each other while Alison stroked Eva’s pierced nipples through her bikini top. “I’m sorry I’m being so horrible to you, Evie. This is all very hard for me,” said Alison with disarming honesty as she gently licked her friend’s lips. “All this ‘love’ shit has fucked with everything I ever thought I knew.”

“I know, Alison – and I have spent my entire life torn between the life of pleasure my parents sacrificed so much to give me, and the fact that they gave up so much pleasure for my sake…”

“Do you mean you think they loved you?” asked Alison, painfully. “I mean, do you think my parents love me? Is that why they gave up so much for you… for me? And do you really think Rob did what he did because he loves me… and loves you?” Alison’s mind was reeling with the enormity of the ideological shift now threatening her.

Eva was about to reply, but was distracted by a noisy squeal some fifty yards away, from a group of teenagers in school uniform who had gathered noisily on the grass, relaxing during their lunch break. One girl, slim, with long brown hair down to her pleated plaid skirt and a raucous giggly voice, suddenly shouted out, “‘Ey, guys, let’s play ‘prettiest whore’! It’s good wiv lots o’ people!”

“Teresa, you’re just sayin’ that ‘coz you wanna fuck ‘Arry!” shouted a slightly pudgy girl with short blond hair, her round breasts straining at her white blouse.

“And wha’ if I do, Belle?” replied Teresa. “I am the prettiest whore, after all!” Teresa struck a seductive pose, wiggling her ass. There were squeals of delight and friendly derision in equal measure from the rest of the group, as they all stood up, forming a circle around Teresa, who sang out:

And on the bed

Her friends all echoed:

And on the bed

Teresa continued to lead them in song, as she buttoned her white blouse but left her plaid tie dangling between her small pert tits:

There was a whore

And they echoed:

There was a whore

And so they continued, in alternation:

The prettiest whore

That you ever did see.

Alison smiled knowingly at Eva. “Did you ever play this at school?” she asked. “I loved this game: I always wanted to be the whore!”

“I was usually the last to be picked,” said Eva quietly. “Nobody ever chooses the black girl as the ‘prettiest whore’…” The kids continued singing, but now in unison:

And the whore on the bed,

And the big dicks jerked all around, all around,

And the big dicks jerked all around.

The boys in the group started to get their penises out and stroke them to erection, delighted by Teresa’s performance, cheering and egging her on. When the verse ended, Teresa grabbed one of the boys by the cock, dragging him into the centre.

“‘Arry! ‘Arry!” chanted the boys, whilst the girls shouted, “Fuck the whore, fuck the whore!”

“Wait, wait!” shouted Teresa. “I gotta choose the cunt!” She prowled slowly around the circle whilst the girls called, “‘Oo’s the cunt? ‘Oo’s the cunt?” and the boys shouted out the names of their favourite candidates. Teresa paused in front of Belle, teasing her briefly before cheekily grabbing the girl next to her by the crotch and dragging her into the circle. “Amber’s the cunt, Amber’s the cunt!” screeched the girls, as the new girl, her black hair in a short bob, eyelids blue with far too much eye-shadow, and lips glistening red with lipstick, took her place in the centre of the circle. Teresa hitched her skirt up, kneeling on the ground with her ass in the air as Harry started to fuck her pussy doggy-style.

“Eva…” ventured Alison cautiously, tearing her gaze away from the game, “will you continue with what you were telling me back in the dining hall?”

“Oh yeah, sure… No, I was just saying that most people don’t know this, but the Church of the Enlightenment has translated ‘love’ out of all religious discourse. But originally the Church used to talk about ‘loving your neighbour as yourself’.”

“Oh, come on, Eva! What kind of bullshit conspiracy theory is that? Religion’s got nothing to do with ‘love’! I mean, in the olden days, the Church forced people into loveless marriages, allowed husbands to beat their wives, abused children, burnt people at the stake for saying the world was round…”

In the circle, Amber had taken over the striptease, slouching around the circle seductively, licking her fingers and rubbing lipstick-stained spit onto her nipples through her white blouse, while leading her companions in call and response:

And on that whore

There was a cunt,

The prettiest cunt

That you ever did see.

They continued in unison, as Amber chose her boy and dragged him by his very hard cock into the centre:

And the cunt on the whore,

And the whore on the bed,

And the big dicks jerked all around, all around,

And the big dicks jerked all around.

“‘Oo’s the clit? ‘Oo’s the clit?” chanted the girls, until short blond Belle was chosen to enter the circle. Soon Amber was sucking her boy’s cock, leaving rings of red lipstick up and down his hard shaft. Harry continued to fuck Teresa, but shifted to reverse cowgirl so his male companions, enthusiastically stroking their cocks, could admire the sight of Teresa’s cunt being speared by his dick, her rather large clitoris sticking up and glistening with juice. Alison grinned with delight. What a lovely display of teenage innocence, she thought – happy, carefree, companionable, peaceful, and thinking of nothing but their own and others’ Pleasure!

“Alison,” Eva replied, “I can’t prove anything to you – because the Union has erased all written records of pre-Enlightenment days. But those of us who belong to ethnic minorities – blacks, Asians – still have family ties to other countries. We have communal memories, and together we remember what things were like before – including the ways we worshipped, and the stories we told: that’s why the Union tries so hard to expel and control us. Will you let me recite to you something my brother always recited to me every night as I was growing up – as he was read it by our mother? You won’t like it, I warn you – so you must promise not to get mad.”

“Oh fuck, okay, I promise,” Alison sighed.

Eva spoke slowly and quietly, so as not to be overheard:

“Love is patient, love is kind…”

As Eva spoke, Belle was now leading the next verse of the song:

And on that cunt

There was a clit…

Eva continued, unperturbed:

“… It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud…”

… The prettiest clit

That you ever did see…

“… It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking,

it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth…”

… And the clit on the cunt,

And the cunt on the whore,

And the whore on the bed…

“… It always protects, always trusts,

always hopes, always perseveres…”

… And the big dicks jerked all around, all around,

And the big dicks jerked all around.

“… Love never fails.”

Eva stopped. And Belle reach the end of her verse. But the white noise in Alison’s mind was deafening. She made no response, but sat trembling, terrified. She watched again the carefree pleasure of the teenagers – this, she remembered, was how she had been just a few months previous. But now – barely a month after arriving at the RAF – she was a fearful, doubting wreck. What had gone wrong? Why was this world of Pleasure, which she had adored and admired all her life, so prone to jealousy and spite and betrayal? And why was this crazy, objectionable idea – this “‘love’ shit”, as she called it – rearing its ugly head? What about all those Enlightenment ideals? How could people turn their backs on them? And how could she even doubt them herself…? A silent scream arose in her breast: she bottled it up, but she felt moisture and pain behind her eyes, and her fists clenched instinctively in self-defence.

Alison felt Eva gently stroke her tits – and suddenly she realised she must have been brooding a long time, for the schoolkids had moved on several verses. There were now several couples in the centre, fucking in a variety of positions, and a skinny girl with long silver-blond hair was leading the next verse:

And in that GAPE

There was a cock,

The hugest cock

That you ever did see.

“Oh, I must watch this!” said Alison to herself, coming to her senses, standing up and moving forward to get a closer look.

And the cock in the gape

And the gape in the arse

And the arse on the whore

And the whore on the bed,

And the big dicks jerked all around, all around,

And the big dicks jerked all around.

The silver-blond girl grabbed the very large cock of her chosen boy and dragged him into the centre of the circle to join the others. She crouched down with her ass high in the air and pulled her cheeks apart to reveal one of the most beautiful gapes Alison had ever seen outside her own buttocks – perfectly round, gleaming with natural lube, and dropping away immediately into a dark maroon anal cauldron. “Oh fucking Jesus!” exclaimed Alison, louder than she meant to, just as a brief lull happened in the song. The skinny girl heard, turned her head, did a double-take, and looked in amazement at Alison.

“‘Ey!” the girl called. “You’re Alison Bates!” said the girl.

“Uh… yeah?” replied Alison uncertainly.

“Lick m’ pussy!” squealed the girl in delight. “My name’s Riley. You’re my idol! I watched you on the Fuck Factor and everyfink! I wanna be like you!” Her boy began to sink his shaft into her ass, but she pushed him away, saying, “‘Ang on a sec’, Larry, I wanna talk to this girl! She’s got this amazin’ arsehole; she’s, like, a fuckin’ celeb–”

“No no,” interrupted Alison, “let me watch you! Show me that beautiful gape getting fucked!”

The girl’s face glowed, ecstatic at the unsolicited celebrity compliment. Larry also looked happy, as his huge cock touched bottom in one thrust, eliciting a loud “Fuuuuuuck!” from the girl, who turned her attentions back to her assfuck. By now, however, the game had turned – as it inevitably would – into one huge orgy. Any rules that might have applied in the early stages, as well any musical pretensions, had been cast aside, as all the teenagers paired up – except for one spare boy who sank his cock into Teresa’s exposed asshole, so that she found herself in a DP sandwich between him and Harry.

Alison, though, kept watching the gaping silver-blonde Riley. She was reminded of herself a year ago – carefree, sexy, sluttish, and determined to use her anal gifts to full advantage. Alison marvelled at her talent, watching her rectum pulsate deliciously as it alternately swallowed, then squeezed out, Larry’s cock. “What a great fucker she would make!” Alison thought.

It was not long before all the schoolboys were coming – somewhere. Teresa took a double creampie from her two: their cum dribbled slowly out of her orifices, forming a viscous blend which dripped onto the warm grass. Amber’s boy jerked off all over her face, aiming particularly at her bright red lips, so that his cum dribbled pink down her chin, as she swallowed his cock to suck out the last few drops. And, best of all – thought Alison, grinning from ear to ear – Riley took a massive cum-load in her ass from Larry, before tightening up her sphincter, aiming skyward, and farting a huge fine spray of cum high into the air so that, caught by the sunlight, Alison could swear she saw a rainbow shimmer briefly…

But then Alison turned to look at Eva and saw her uncertain half-smile, masking that deep sadness which, it was now clear, welled in that strange, stranger’s heart – and Alison too was reminded of her own fear, unease and pain. Nothing was ever quite so black and white, was it? She shivered, squeezed Eva’s hand, pointed to her watch, and turned with her to leave.

 

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Alison Goes to London chapter 15 A Proper Posh Totty

“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...

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Alison Goes to London chapter 14 ButtPlugs and FistyCunts

Dr Hildegard Fotzenficker had had a hard couple of weeks. “Fucking overagers, fucking Undesirables, fucking escapees – fuck the whole fucking lot of them!” she grumbled to herself, as she sat at her large oak desk in her office at the Princess Asshole Hospice. “To ruin that whole funeral party – and to force me to implement Emergency Measure Number Six – ungrateful fucking fool! He could have gone in the ecstasy of Pleasure if he had been more co-operative. As it is, he died in pain, in a...

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Alison Goes To London chapter 12 I Do Not Understand What I Do

“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...

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Alison Goes To London Chapter 16 A Jolly Good Fucker

Fucky 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,...

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Alison Goes to London chapter 18 Ass Porridge and Freezing Tits

“Okay, m’ cunt, guys, are we all ready?” It was dawn, and outside the window a drear misty late-November morning was beginning to break, as Alison and her friends gathered in her room at Fuckers’ Hall.“Check!” they all chorused.“Okay, let’s go through it. Riley, are you and your friends clear about what’s happening?”“Yeah, I’m meetin’ ‘em at Oxfuck Circus at eight. From there, we’ll be able to see Chad comin’. Chad will turn norf towards All Cunts Langham Place, then weave ‘is way frough the...

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Alison Goes to London chapter 5 Fuuuck Fuuuck

“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...

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Alison Goes To London Chapter 13 Making Love

Alison 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...

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Alison Goes to London Chapter 10 We Will All Be Changed

“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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Alison Goes to London chapter 6 Tits

“TITS!” declaimed Cunts, baring her own. Nor was Cunts wearing her auto-dildo today – “presumably because she doesn’t need it to suck tit!” whispered Claire to Alison as they resumed their normal stations in “the Money Lab”. Monday morning marked the beginning of a new topic in Professor Cunts’ morning sessions: Female Oral – “kissing, tit-sucking, cunt-eating, and rimming,” explained the Professor. “The latter term, today, refers to rimming female assholes, in case you were wondering, girls:...

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ALISON UNCOVERED 3 Chapter On

Introduction: 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] ...

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ALISON UNCOVERED 3 Chapter 2

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....

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Anal AlisonChapter 11

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...

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My Affair with Alison Part 2

I couldn’t believe that my affair with Alison was going to happen. It really wasn’t an affair. It was sex. Here was a deep voiced, blue eyed, beautiful, prim and proper yet athletic Southern Belle willing to spread her legs for me. How did we go from normal neighbors with kids and spouses to planning a secret primal rendezvous? The night after our talk when she agreed to go through with it was difficult. Or I should say it was hard. She agreed to have illicit sex in a hotel. My mind was in...

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Anal AlisonChapter 2

The next afternoon, Sunday, the door bell rang. When I answered it, there was Alison. I motioned for her to enter and she did. As soon as I closed the door, she pulled off her shirt, unbuttoned her shorts and dropped them to the floor kicking off her sandals and the shorts leaving her totally naked. She then lay over the arm of my love seat with her butt in the air spreading her legs. She put her hands on her butt cheeks and spread them. Then she said the first words, "Is this what you had...

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Anal AlisonChapter 12

"You'll be told in plenty of time to be ready to scream." Alison said. "Come in and kneel down." I told her. Amanda came on into the room and knelt beside me. She was careful about her ass and I asked, "Is your ass sore, Slut Slave?" "Yes, Master. It is also very clean and still cool." "Good," Alison said, "as we will then start on the second stage." She went into the kitchen and returned with one of the medium butt plugs and an evil grin. "For this stage, you get a choice....

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My Affair with Alison

I am a pretty average guy with two kids and a wife. We live in a small town in Nevada, about 30 miles outside of Las Vegas. If our story got out we would probably have to move. We have been married for over 10 years and our sex life was always boring. My wife Broomhilda (we will call her that) often joked, “I’ll face the wall and think of England.” She was a dead fish in bed and knew it. Don’t get me wrong, the dead fish thing will work if I just need a release. Sometimes I only want that...

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Anal AlisonChapter 3

Monday morning came and I dressed and went in to work. When I came home that afternoon, I changed and settled down with a cold beer. Then the door bell rang. When I answered it, it was Alison with another girl who looked a lot like her. I motioned for them to enter. When I closed the door, Alison unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt and dropped both on the floor. She slide her feet out of her clogs and stepped to one side to get away from her skirt. She assumed the position, over the arm...

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Anal AlisonChapter 8

I zonked out for the rest of the night. When I woke before dawn, it was to the feeling of my cock being sucked. Looking down, I saw Alison sucking my cock and realized that Tracey was still lying beside me. Cum was trickling out of her ass so I must have fucked her in my sleep and cum. Alison saw my eyes move and said, "I like the taste of your cum and of Tracey's ass on your cock." "That's good because that's what's there." She continued to suck me deeply into her throat and my cock...

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Anal AlisonChapter 10

I woke up Sunday morning to the feeling of my cock being sucked. I opened my eyes and saw Alison as she swallowed me to the root taking my morning wood into her throat. I could feel something rising and let it out not knowing at that instant if I were going to pee or cum. I didn't care and I don't think Alison cared either. She held me deep into her throat as I fired off my shots until my limp cock finally was released by her mouth. I have to admit it's a nice way to wake up! "Tom, keep...

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Anal AlisonChapter 7

When the work day ended, I left for home with two car loads of guys following me. I made them carpool as there wasn't unlimited room at my house. I had told others to do the same figuring that would hold the parking to seven or eight cars with a little luck. When I arrived, I saw Alison and Amanda were just getting out of a car. Alison was wearing a skirt and, when she cleared the car and I could see her, she lifted it to show no panties. Amanda moved beside her and did the same...

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Jacqui Space WaifChapter 41 Alison

The first auction they went to provided Alison, the drudge. Jacqui's conversation beforehand with Kate had indicated that she wanted to grab the worst of the bunch who would otherwise end up in a mine dormitory, and she relayed a little of Violetta's story as her reason for doing that. Jacqui was surprised at how young the first one was. Alison was thirty years old according to Kate and was a nondescript little mouse of a woman with no tits to speak of. She could have been any age between...

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Alison

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...

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Alison Bakers Defilement

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...

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Alison Jones and the search for King Sundew

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,...

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Aunt Alison

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...

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Aunt Alison Part 1

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...

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Alisons new life

Alison 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...

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My Gal Alison

I 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...

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Lisa and Alison Chapter 1

Lisa and Alison - Chapter One By AmyAmy. November 30th 2005. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters portrayed here to real people living or deceased is entirely coincidental. The author retains all rights to this work, except in allowing that it may be archived and distributed for non-commercial purposes, providing all text remains intact, including this notice. This story deals with 'adult' themes of a highly sexual nature, including...

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Anal AlisonChapter 4

The next afternoon, I arrived home around 4:45 and changed into shorts with no shirt. Two guys rode with me and three more followed in another car. Ten minutes later, two more cars arrived bringing four guys each. There were now fourteen guys waiting including me. The final car drove up with Jim and Tracey inside. After they came in, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and there were Alison and Amanda in shorts and t-shirts. They stepped in and pulled the t-shirts over their...

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Anal AlisonChapter 9

Brad came in the door leading two huge dogs on leashes and followed by another guy with a satchel. "I brought two of Mary's friends and some toys for the girls to enjoy tonight!" Alison looked over and her face paled. Amanda looked over and blushed. Both girls panted a bit. The dogs headed for Mary who was lying on the floor still recovering from her double fisting of a short while ago. The largest put his head to her cunt and started licking her out. Mary began to moan and the other dog...

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Love Thy Neighbour 2 Shopping With Alison

"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...

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Alisonrsquos Day at the Beach

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...

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Alisons desperate end to the hen night

Alison had been out on a hen do with her friends,and its fair to say it had been a heavy night. They'd met at 6, and here we were at 3AM. The girls were all absolutely wasted, but they were giddy and they were happy. The club was closing up, so all the girls left and went to a takeaway for food. The queue was crazy, and the girls were all laughing and joking, as they waited for their greasy, late night food. They'd left the club, probably some 20 minutes ago now, and, as the girls started to...

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Alison8217s Bad Day Teaching

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...

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ALISON UNCOVERED 2

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,...

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My Daughter Alison and her best friend Sarahs Treat

I walked past the room and had to do a double take. The door was slightly ajar and as the bed was opposite the door I noticed the duvet had been kicked off and Sarah was lying on her stomach with her legs spread. Her red nightdress had risen above her waist and her bare pussy was on clear show. I know I should have closed the door quietly and gone downstairs, but I stood mesmerised by the beautiful sight before me. Sarah was one of my daughter’s best friends and had been coming over to our...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess5e10 Alison Latham

Series 5, Episode 10: Alison Latham (47) – Wolverhampton We open with our familiar high image of the United Kingdom – from high up in orbit ... The whole country in one shot. Then our very cartoonish, top heavy and slutty caricature of Charley appears infront of us ... She points down toward the UK below and says, “Hey look ... It’s the United Kingdom of Zoo ... Let’s look closer and see what we can see...” Then she waves for us to follow her, turns and skydives toward the country below at...

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Alison Found

Ashley, or was it, Alison. The present: We knew that the full moon could be a problem, it was too bright, and we were sure to be spotted as we approached the marina. We were going to have to delay until it set. The ideal time for us to approach the yacht would have been 1:30 AM, but the moon didn’t set until 2:30 and we needed to be back on the ‘Girl,’ well before any of the local fishermen began stirring when dawn broke. The three of us waited by the beached zodiac, dressed in black...

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Alisons second date with her new fuck buddy

So after the Christmas party, Alison was very keen to have round two with, now let give him a name, not his real name but better than guy, so we will cal him Bill.So Alison and Bill have arranged to spend the night in a hotel together, they have not seen to much of one another at work with the Christmas holidays, but enough to chat about what they did and decide they had no regrets and were both keen to meet more privately this time. For me I had been encouraging this to happen especially...

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Early Start With Alison

I was getting a little frustrated with university life; I'd been there for almost four weeks and so far it had not turned out to be the fuck-fest I'd been led to believe. Yes, there had been parties and nights on the town where the booze flowed freely but none of that had so far resulted in any bedroom action. That was soon to change, though...Thursdays were always quiet for me. I had no lectures or tutorials and generally had a nice lay in as the house was always empty. Today I thought I'd...

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Painful Piano Lessons Meeting Up With Alison

If you read Painful Piano Lessons - Part 4, you’ll know that I watched Alison being caned stark naked before she helped ‘Miss’ cane me in a most embarrassing way. As she was leaving, Alison pushed a note into my hands and made it perfectly clear that she would like to meet up with me again. I was not going to turn down that offer. I called her and we chatted for a while before I suggested we meet up. Alison told me that her parents were away for the weekend so I could go over to her house. I...

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Anal AlisonChapter 6

Thursday morning came and I went to work. Upon arriving home, Alison was there in moments. She must have been waiting for me to arrive. Had I looked over that way as I went in the driveway, I probably could have seen her. The doorbell rang and I let her in. She moved over to the love seat stripping as she went to lay over the arm naked with her hands spreading her ass cheeks. I thought I was tired but my cock didn't agree as it hardened upon seeing that wonderful sight. I quickly realized...

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Alison

A new Story I've been working on, I've got a lot of it written already and i just need to format it A bit better. It's taking place in a Sliders type parallel universe where Women are 90% of the population like all my stories. It's femdom themed but "gender role reversal" more than humiliation or BDSM. Hope you enjoy it. Feel free to make requests. Full disclosure: it's written with AI DUNGEON. You are Tom, a low level employee at a large bank. Your boss Alison is very attracted to you and...

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My Affair with Alison Part 4

My neighbor Alison and I were having an affair. She was a sweet Southern Belle and athletic at the same time. Soon our fling would take an unexpected but pleasant turn. It was surprisingly easy to see each other at the kids’ school bus stop. It wasn’t awkward or tense at all. In fact it was mildly flirty as the kids played waiting for their bus. We made small talk, but sprinkled with little sidewise glances and easy smiles. She often wore tight black shorts like volleyball players, sneakers,...

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Swinging with Alison

So I went with my girlfriend Alison to her friend Sandra's house. Sandra is a bbw. She has long dark hair, blue eyes, big tits and a big ass. Sandra's boyfriend Joey wasn't home so I hung out for a bit then I left. Alison stayed the night and then came home the next day. we hung out all day and when we laid in bed she said she wanted to talk to me about something. I said okay lets talk. She went on to say that Sandra showed her a picture of Joey's cock. She said it was huge like 10 inches. I...

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Adventurous Alison

Some of a guy’s first sexual experiences stick indelibly in his mind, like his first wank, his first sight of a naked woman, and the first time he shags a girl.I first got my cock sucked off by a girl called Alison. I went out with her for a while at university when we were both 20. Alison was a slightly plump girl, big and soft and very nice to be on top of. She had long brown crinkly hair below her shoulders. She had decent smooth legs, her boobs were quite large and she had a neat little...

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Adventure with Alison

“we shagged in every position we could think of with plenty of kink but that's another story.” When I moved to London for work as a single man aged thirty I lived at first in a big old house in north London. The ground floor had been made into several cosy, decent but cramped self-contained rooms one of which I occupied. The upstairs was one big apartment where the house owner, a woman called Alison, lived with her son. Alison was an attractive woman of around forty with a pleasant face, brown...

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Anal AlisonChapter 1

I bought a house and moved out of the apartment complex where I had been living when I moved into the state. The house was older in an established neighborhood which I bought from an older couple who were retiring to Florida. My name is Tom and, being 28, this is my first house of my own though I have had apartments since college. I moved my furniture with the help of friends and set up housekeeping in my new digs. It was nice to have a yard and, since it was late spring, plants were...

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My Affair with Alison Part 3

I could not believe I was having an affair with my neighbor. I had watched her beautiful body at the neighborhood pool and I secretly watched her sun bathe in her backyard in a tiny day-glow orange bikini. We chatted every week at the bus stop and our kids played together, but I lusted after her. Now that I knew her curves intimately I wanted more of her. She had an uptight husband and she learned how much she liked dirty talk and taboo play time with someone else. After our hotel encounter I...

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DONNAMe and Alison

Two days after I’d fucked Alison’s dad she came up to my house after school. I couldn’t get it out of my mind that we’d been snogging, and I wanted to know if she fancied me or not. After seeing mum and her best friend I was intrigued. We got ourselves a coffee and made our way up to my bedroom which was in the attic.As we took off our school blazers Alison sat on the bed as I put some records on, we sat crouch up facing each other as we chatted about everything, the conversation soon turned...

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Theresa My Neighbor Whore Chapter 2

I gave Theresa's ass a good smack. "I didn't say you could look at me! Eyes straight ahead, whore!" She instantly whipped her head back straight and looked at the wall in front of her. I placed both hands on her hips as if I was about ready to fuck her and felt her shudder with excitement. Then one hand, I began slowly sliding up her spine and she held her breath waiting to see what would happen next. My hand slid up to the back of her head and I massaged her scalp for a moment."Mmmm..."Then I...

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