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I’m in my final year at university, where I’m studying
archaeology. My life lately is filled with studies and
lectures and research. There’s almost no time left for
a social life, so to relieve the pressure I have to
jerk off a lot, and fantasize.

The fantasy I’ve had a lot lately, one that I’ve honed
and shaped to a fine edge, began with a picture of an
archaeology dig I found in one of my textbooks a few
months ago. It’s a picture of an area in the Egyptian
desert, utterly deserted except for some nomads on
camels that wander through between oasis.

I should point out that I have very, very fair skin,
and thick, coppery red, shoulder length hair. The sun
is not my friend, and I tend to peel and burn easily,
so I have to use a lot of suntan lotion whenever I’m
out in it for any length of time.

I still like to get a tan, but I have to do it a little
at a time, a very little. That’s a bit of a shame since
I have such a good body. I’m not as fit as I’d like,
mostly because I don’t have the time to work out, but I
do possess an hourglass 36-23-26 body. I’m tall, nearly
six feet, and I think my legs are my best feature,
being very nicely contoured, and, of course, very long.

Anyway, my fantasy revolves around my work, or future
work, if you prefer. I’m at a dig site, and sleeping in
a small tent alone. There’s a sandstorm outside but I’m
snug in my sleeping bag. As always, I’m sleeping nude.

Suddenly the tent is blown over by the force of the
wind. I’m squashed under it and tumble along the ground
as the wind catches the tent and pushes it along in
front of it. I’m having a hard time scrambling out of
my bag because the wind is sliding the tent forward
along the ground with ever increasing speed.

I’m not tumbling end over end, thank god, so much as
riding a toboggan or sled on a very bumpy blind ride. I
eventually manage to get out of my bag and jerk open
the flap. I tumble out, which is a major mistake,
because the tent blasts off without me and I’m left
naked to face the furious driving sand.

I’m blown back by it and sputter and cough, choking on
sand. I turn my back to the storm, crawling along the
ground in search of shelter. I climb to my feet and
stagger along, my feet sinking deep in the soft sand as
the wind whips it against my back. I tumble down a
hill, which provides some shelter, then, crawling
weakly, I find a small rock and push my head and
shoulders in behind it, out of the wind.

I dig my hips and legs down into the sand and they’re
quickly buried and safe. Sand continues to fly and I’m
buried to the shoulders soon, and have to keep moving
my hands to keep the sand from burying my head too.

Finally it dies down and the night is calm once again.
I rise and shake the sand off me, then look around. I
can’t see much. There’s no moon out tonight. Still, I’m
sure I haven’t come far, and I’m starting to get chilly
in the night desert.

I climb back up the hill, certain it’s the right one
even though there’s two others right next to it. I head
back in the direction of the camp, rubbing myself to
keep warm. My arms are and hands are chilly, and so are
my breasts. My nipples are very hard with cold and I
cross my arms across my boobs to keep them warm.

The rest of me is soon very chilly soon as I continue
to walk. The only reason I’m not freezing is because
it’s such hard work walking in the thick soft sand.

Of course I’m getting tired quickly, and I finally have
to halt, after having fallen dozens of times. I kneel
in the sand and scoop up more sand around me to cover
my bare skin. Soon the sun begins to rise, along with
the temperature. I stand up, pushing the sand away, and
head up a nearby hill to search for the camp.

Suddenly I see movement off in one direction. I shout
and wave my arms to attract attention. I know I’m
naked, but I’m more concerned about dying in the desert
than preserving my modesty. The movement turns towards
me and as it gets closer I realize, with some fear,
that it’s not my colleagues from the dig but some
native on a camel.

I watch him come closer with mixed feelings, then
crouch low and sort of cover myself with my arms and
knees as he rides up to me. He stops a few feet back,
looking down at me.

“Uh, do you speak English?” I ask timidly.

He looks at me and says nothing.

“I don’t suppose you have some kind of clothing?
Something to put over myself?” I try to demonstrate
what I want with my hands, showing my body without
showing him anything. I know how the Arabs feel about
female nudity.

He doesn’t move, just sits there looking down at me.

I can’t tell much about him. He’s wearing robes and the

traditional headdress with a scarf or something wrapped
around his face. He throws back the scarf then and I
see he’s a very handsome man, perhaps in his late
twenties or thirties. It’s hard to tell age with nomads
since the sun and heat age them prematurely.

He holds out his hand, indicating I should rise and
take it. I don’t want to since that means exposing my
naked body to his gaze. Again I motion at myself, and
point at his robe. But he either doesn’t understand or
pretends not to. He holds out his arm impatiently and
says something in Arabic, the tone sharp.

I stand up slowly, still trying to cover myself. My
right arm is across my breasts and I cup my groin with
my left hand. He reaches out imperiously and I know he
wants me to give him my arm but I don’t want to expose
myself.

He bends over and grabs my arm, then hauls me forward.
I yelp and scramble up the side of the camel as the
Arab guy pulls me up behind him. The leather seat is
wide, which means I have to spread my legs very far. My
pussy comes down flat on it and burns because the
leather has gotten hot in the sun.

I wriggle around on it, trying to keep my pussy up and
expose as little of my ass cheeks as possible. But then
the camel starts moving and I have to grab the man in
front of me to keep from tumbling off. My pussy and ass
are very hot and uncomfortable, but I have to sit there
as the camel moves along.

It got hotter and hotter and I started swaying from
side to side like the camel. My eyes kept closing and I
thought I would wear out… and then I did.

I almost fell off the camel but the Arab guy grabbed me
at the last minute. I wasn’t quite unconscious and I
hung there by one wrist as he brought the camel to a
stop. Then I fell and lost consciousness completely.

I woke up briefly as he handed me down to some Arab
women. They carried me into a tent and gave me lots of
water. I drank it gratefully, but then lost
consciousness again. I faded in and out for a while.
When I woke up finally I was laying on a kind of bench
or cot and several Arab women were massaging my body.

At least that’s what I thought at first. Then I
realized they were massaging some kind of oily stuff
into my skin. None spoke English and I didn’t
understand them, but I knew I was kind of sunburned in
a lot of places so quickly figured out that was what
the oil was for.

The thing was though, that as I came more and more
awake I remembered, or maybe just realized, that I was
still entirely naked. What was more they weren’t being
at all shy with their hands. They were massaging the
oil into my breasts and my inner thighs, and then as I
squirmed in embarrassment and discomfort, they ran
their oily fingers right over my pussy, rubbing it into
my crotch.

I tried to push their hands away and tell them that I
would do it but of course they didn’t understand me and
they were all big women and a lot stronger than me. I
mean, I’m tall, but these were BIG women.

So I pretty much had to lay there still and let them
rub and knead my body with this flowery smelling oil.

They chatted as they worked on me, but of course I
didn’t understand the language. They seemed in a good
mood, and treated everything I did with a kind of
amused tolerance, pushing my hands back and holding
them gently whenever I interfered, for example.

Like when this one large woman, her fingers coated in
this thick oily goo, pushed them against my pussy and
then slowly pushed them right up into me. I grabbed at
her wrist in shock but the others all laughed and
chided me like a child and held my hands back as the
women pushed her fingers way up inside me.

I gasped and tried to close my legs, but she was
between them, and another woman pulled my left leg open
and held it wide as the one between my legs pumped her
fingers in and out of my fuck box. Her fingers massaged
the side of my pussy tunnel, turning slowly around to
massage all sides.

One of the other women put her thumb and forefinger
around my right nipple and squeezed it, then pulled
upwards, pinching it and distending the shape of my
round orb. I again tried to grab at it, as the other
women all chuckled in amusement, but they still held my
hands easily.

The woman holding my nipple up said something and the
others all laughed in amusement, even the one pumping
her fingers around in my slit. She pulled them out then
and to my intense embarrassment, added more goo and
then slowly worked them into my asshole as two other
women held my legs up and back.

After straining against their hold for a minute it was
obvious I wasn’t going to break free so I relaxed, and
let them do whatever they were going to. They weren’t
hurting me, after all.

He gave me some more water, only it wasn’t water this
time. I felt like some kind of very harsh wine, more
like vinegar, really. It made my mouth buzz and burned
my throat, then made my belly all fluttery.

They finished with me only when I was coated, inside
and out, with the oily substance. Then they left me
there on the bench and went out of the tent. I looked
around for something to cover myself with but there
simply wasn’t anything. I tried to sit up, but then
realized that I was still weak and kind of dizzy.

A few minutes passed, then several of the women
returned, bearing a blanket or robe or something. They
wrapped me in it, then lifted me as though I weighed
nothing, carrying me out of the tent. It was dark
outside, and cool, thank God. But I wasn’t outside
long, anyway. They took me to another tent and laid me
down on a brightly colored blanket.

They removed the robe, despite my feeble attempts to
keep it, then left. I waited there, wondering what they
were going to do next and wishing I spoke Arabic.

The tent flap opened and a man came through, the same
man who had picked me up out in the desert. I sat up,
but then fell back down again with a groan.

He was wearing a flowing robe when he stepped into the
tent, but when I opened my eyes again after falling
back on the blanket he was opening it and shrugging it
off. Beneath it he was naked, his body muscular and
glistening in the light from a crackling fire in the
middle of the tent.

I gulped in surprise. He didn’t seem at all
threatening. He walked forward, then dropped to his
knees on the blanket I was laying on. I covered my
breasts with my arm and my pussy with my hand, but he
only smiled, gripped my wrists, and gently pulled them
away, setting them on the blanket beside me.

I know I should have felt terrified, but I didn’t. For
some reason a languorous ease gripped my mind and body
both. I felt like I was watching him from a distance. I
noted, and appreciated his strongly built body, but it
didn’t make any real impact.

He lay on his side right next to me and I turned to
look at him. I felt a calm acceptance. Every muscle in
my body and every brain cell in my mind felt a deep
sense of peace and relaxation. He gently laid his hand
on my belly, just laid it there for a moment, as if to
absorb my heat.

His hand slid upwards, moving easily since both our
bodies were coated in oil. It slid up onto my right
breast, not squeezing it at all, just gliding along the
contours of my body, appreciating the curves and
softness. He fingered my nipple with the utmost
gentleness, rolling it between his thumb and finger.

When his fingers moved back the nipple was rigid, as
was the other one, though he had yet to touch it. His
hand glided down my body, his fingers touching my ribs,
then moving onto my belly and down between my legs. He
cupped my pussy mound, then rubbed it. His hand slid up
and down, sliding right down between my slightly spread
thighs to touch my buttocks.

I opened my legs, not without effort for I still felt
very, very relaxed and weak. He sat up, his other hand
now dropping onto my breast, stroking it slowly. He got
to his knees and put a leg across me, then eased down
onto me, sitting on my lower belly. I felt his heat and
weight on me, but it wasn’t at all uncomfortable.

His cock lay right along my belly. It was long, but not
really very hard. He gripped it with his fingers and
rubbed it from side to side on my stomach, then shifted
forward a bit at a time, until his ass was on my lower
chest. His knees were on the ground beside me and he
took some of his weight on his legs as he lay his cock
in between my breasts.

His hands cupped my breasts from the sides, then
pressed them in against his cock. I saw his prick
starting to lengthen and thicken. He began to put
pressure on my breasts, his hands crushing them
together around his rapidly hardening prong.

He started to hump slowly, sliding his ass up and down
on my body, sliding his cock in and out of my cleavage
as he squashed my tits around it. I just lay there and
didn’t move, my arms at my sides.

He humped faster, his cock now very hard, the little
hole pointing right at me as I looked up at it. My
breasts felt warm and as his fingers dug into them and
squeezed them I felt them getting tight and taut and
tense, felt pressure building up inside the thick
mounds of meat, heat and pressure and tension.

My nipples got almost painfully hard and my breasts
were swollen with longing, but I didn’t know for what.
There was a terrible heat and pressure in them that
needed release, but I didn’t know what kind of release
or how to accomplish it. My breasts were so hard and
hot that I whimpered a little from discomfort.

His big cock continued to slide back and forth in my
cleavage, but that wasn’t what I wanted. I tried to
understand what I wanted, or rather, what my body
wanted, and realized that the true longing, the true
need, was down between my legs.

And just then, just as if he realized it too, he let go
of my breasts and moved backwards down my body. He
knelt between my legs and held his cock in his hands,
the head pointed at my pussy hole. I watched, my mind
detached, uncaring, calm.

I saw the head push in between my pussy lips, then saw
it disappear inside me. I saw my cunt lips open wide,
saw how they gripped his prong as it followed the head
into my cunt crack. He pushed it slowly at first, but
then he suddenly leaned forward and thrust hard. I let
out a little cry and my head pulled back as my back
arched.

A deep, powerful sense of lust and pleasure rocked my
mind and I was suddenly aware of his cock jammed up
high in my belly. His body slid forward on top of me
and he stared down into my eyes as he began to fuck me.
I still didn’t move. I stared back up at him, my eyes
kind of dazed but happy, as he pumped his cock inside
with faster and deeper movements.

He lowered his mouth then and kissed me, his lips
moving passionately over my own as he ground his loins
down into me. His hands moved over my body, stroking,
squeezing, stroking. He pulled his mouth up, then
licked across my cheek and under my earlobe, then bit
down lightly.

He kept grinding up and down atop me, his cock sliding
slow and easy up and down in my tight, moist fuck
channel. My legs spread wider and wider, seemingly of
their own accord, and his prick slid even deeper into
my body. His hands moved beneath me, pulling me
tighter, sliding down to cup my ass.

His fingers dug into my buttocks, half lifting my ass
up to meet his thrusts. He jammed me up into him,
grinding his pelvis against me as his prick lay buried
with my moist tight belly. His teeth nibbled at my
throat and my cheeks and my shoulders as he grunted
with the effort of crushing our bodies together.

Our bodies were all oily and moved softly and sleekly
against each other. His chest and belly rode up and
down against mine, a hard, yet gentle caress. I felt my
breasts mashed up against his muscular chest, and
groaned as he rode over them, rolling and crushing them
like a rolling pin over bread dough.

My legs jerked feebly on the blanket, drawing back,
knees rising spastically. I felt his cock grow even
thicker as it rutted into me, and he fucked even
harder, desperately hard it seemed. He ground across me
with furious need, all his weight on my slight body,
crushing me below him as he jammed my ass up with both
his hands.

I could hardly breath with his heavy chest crushing my
own breasts down against my ribs, but I didn’t really
care. All I really cared about was the deep and
spreading heat that was engulfing my body. It wasn’t a
crackling, burning heat, just a deep, soul satisfying
warmth that made me want to bask in it forever.

His hands were jerking my ass up even harder, and he
was actually lifting it and my bent legs, off the
ground with each thrust. I didn’t mind. I didn’t mind
the hard pounding of his hips against my soft inner
thighs either, for that jarring, ramming feeling just
felt… right, somehow.

Then he came inside me. I felt his juice, felt it like
it was going through my hands, felt its heat and
wetness as it shot into my guts. I could feel each
individual wad of sperm as it blasted out the tip of
his cock and struck the bottom of my pussy box.

I felt a deep sense of happiness that he had cum inside
me, like all was right with the world. I wasn’t
thinking coherently about anything, really, but I was
glad for him, and glad that I had accomplished his
pleasure.

He slipped his hands out from under my ass and let if
fall back to the blanket, then rose and walked to his
robe. He shrugged it on then, ignoring me, and walked
out of the tent. I just lay there unmoving, still
feeling the wonderful sense of peace and rightness.

Less than a minute passed, then the tent opened and he
returned. It wasn’t him, though. I knew this even
before he took off his robe. But I didn’t care. Only a
small part of me even realized that it wasn’t him.

He got on his knees between my legs, gripping them and
lifting them up, then parting them. He shoved them so
wide a part I felt the muscles and tendons in my thighs
straining and aching. He gave me a hungry look, then
dove onto me. I grunted as he came down on my chest,
but he soon took his weight off, bending and sucking on
my nipples.

His mouth moved quickly, hungrily over my breasts, as
did his hands. He kneaded them with stiff fingers,
mashing and squeezing them all over as his mouth sucked
on first one nipple then the other. It hurt just a bit,
but I liked it anyway, and my nipples felt alive, felt
like they would explode with pleasure when he sucked
especially hard on them.

He entered me, his cock sliding in to the hilt. He let
his weight down and began to fuck with hard, deep
movements, grunting with the effort. He didn’t kiss me,
but he did bite and chew on the side of my throat as he
threw his hips into my loins.

His cock was a trip-hammer as it rode into me, and his
hips, smaller, and bonier than the first man, smacked
bruisingly hard against my thighs.

But I didn’t care. I loved it anyway, and felt at one
with the universe, my mind floating along on that
wonderful sense of peace and happiness.

I hardly noticed when he was gone. I looked up and saw
a man taking off his robe, then getting down on the
blanket with me, and smiled at him. He got on top of me
and drove his cock into my body, then began to fuck.

The faces blurred in my mind, as man after man came
into the tent and used me. The sense of pleasure and
peace and languorous happiness grew greater so I hardly
knew what was going on anyway.

After a long time I was alone, my pussy rubbed raw by
all the cocks that had gone into me, my breasts aching
and bruised, cut here and there by teeth and sharp
fingers. I lay naked still, legs wide open, arms above
me, flat on the blanket as I lay in a haze.

The women came back. They carried something but I
didn’t notice or care at first. Two of them lifted my
legs up and pushed them back against my body, exposing
my crotch and ass to a third, who knelt there. A fourth
knelt at my head, stroking it.

I felt something pushing against my pussy, but that was
hardly anything to disturb my serenity. But it began to
hurt, sort of, a sharp, pinching feeling that grew by
the second. It began to draw me out of that sea of
tranquil warmth and I slowly raised my head to look
down between my legs.

She was holding what looked to be a kind of sword, or
dagger, except instead of a blade there was a long very
thick round… thing. It was much thicker than any
man’s organ I’d ever seen, and the aching that I was
feeling was the straining of my pussy lips as she tried
to force the thick thing into me.

I tried to reach for her but the other woman tut-tut
and held my hands back as the woman put more weight on
the thing. I panted and whimpered in real pain, still
trying to reach for whatever the thing was. The thing
wasn’t metal or wood or plastic or anything like that.
It was some kind of organic construct, like, I don’t
know, like a cucumber wrapped in leaves and vines and
sprinkled with cloves, peppers, parsley and a bunch of
other spices.

I cried out as my pussy lips were finally forced open
wide enough to accept the thing. They held me easily,
patting my face and head as the woman grunted and
pushed the thing deeper and deeper into my body. I
wriggled and jerked and whined but they held me down as
the whole thing was forced inside my pussy.

It was long and hit the end of my cervix, but they kept
pushing anyway, mashing it a little to get it entirely
inside me. My pussy lips closed finally and they let me
go, satisfied apparently. They got up and left the tent
then and I patted ineffectually at my crotch.

I tried to pry my pussy lips open and pull the thing
out but my hands were very weak and I just couldn’t.
Anyway, it wasn’t hurting much any more, now that it
was fully buried in my pussy box. So I lay back and
kept my legs open to ease some of the pressure I felt
in my groin.

My guts felt cramped and hard by the thick thing inside
me. It was very uncomfortable.

Still, it didn’t hurt, so I began to settle back down
into the warmth and peace.

Then I started feeling something else from my pussy,
something harder and hotter than before, a kind of
burning, itching sensation that grew and grew and grew.
Again I tried to get at it, to pry my pussy lips open
and pull the thing out, but again I was too weak and
uncoordinated.

The sensation grew more and more powerful and I
whimpered and whined as my hands squeezed feebly at my
pussy mound. My belly was on fire and I couldn’t do
anything to ease the heat. I rolled onto my side and
curled up tight, squeezing my thighs together
repeatedly. Then I rolled onto my belly, my hands on my
crotch as I whimpered.

Then I felt a massive, powerful, cataclysmic blast of
unimaginable pleasure. It stunned me, blowing out the
top of my skull. I jerked violently, flipping onto my
back, then I began to convulse, to shake and thrash in
a maddened fit.

The pleasure roared through my mind like a freight
train through a tunnel, the noise and light and power
were astonishing. It rolled over me and crushed me
below its wheels, leaving me a moaning mass of torn
flesh.

Then, as I lay there in pieces, there was another
monumental explosion of sexual ecstasy. Like a dam
blown free the orgasmic power flooded through my system
and tore away everything in its path. I screamed again
and again, screamed until my throat was raw. I flopped
and rolled and jerked and bounced in orgasmic release,
drooling and choking and grunting.

I rolled over and over again, bouncing and shaking and
writhing like a thing possessed. I dug my nails into my
breasts and mashed them as tightly as I could
repeatedly clamping my hands down on them as I shrieked
in ecstasy. I put a hand on my pussy, then my other
hand atop it, then squeezed with all my might, howling
like a banshee as power of the orgasm ripped through my
body and burned along my nervous system.

Finally I blanked out completely and the old women
came. The thing in my pussy was by then gone, crushed
into oil by my spamming, squeezing cunt muscles. They
held a beaker up to my pussy and let the contents drain
down into it.

I was dragged away then, to recover… for the next
night, when they would repeat the entire process.

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"The Fish in the Desert" Story by Liam Slade For more please visit http://liamslade.com --- When I was a kid, my grandmother lived with us. As far as I knew, she had always been on her own, but I never knew why. I knew I had a Nanna and Papa on my Dad's side, but I only saw them once a year because they lived in Florida. So one day when I was very young I asked her where my other Grampa was. "That's a hard story to tell," she only said. Gram was a fun lady. She was smart,...

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Night in the Desert

Here is another fan submission. This time the writer imagnes me making a stop in the desert, that becomes more than I expected. =================================================== It was a dark night, too dark for an attractive girl to be out on the highway all alone. Not many cars were coming from either direction; in fact, she hadn't seen a headlight for over 30 minutes. She slid her hand between her legs and felt the softness of her warm thighs and the silkiness of her...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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The Passion of Mother Ethel

Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...

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Morning in AZ Desert

Introduction: Its a lovely morning…… Morning in AZ desert: Its a lovely morning in the Arizona desert. The sun is shining, there is a slight breeze and the temperature is just right to be nude. My lady & I are sitting on our friends deck enjoying the birds, rabbits and the wonderful view across the desert. We look out to the west and we can see a tall, slim bronze body slowly walking our way. As the person gets closer, we can see that it is our friend Al out for his morning walk and visit. He...

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Dot Dorothea and Dick

Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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The Dinner and desert

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A Golfers Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 16 Heat of the Desert

As Dave stood in the shower of his dorm, he replayed the weekend in his mind. The women's team had won their first tournament of the year and they were very pleased. He had an unexpected, fun, and sexual weekend encounter with his former nemesis Sheri, but now that he was back at WFU, he was nervous about what the twins' reaction to that might be. He and Darcy had returned very late the previous night and he had gone straight to bed. Dave shook himself out of his reverie and got out of the...

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Stranded in the Desert

The most curious thing occurred the other day as I perused the Internet in search of some incestuous stories that were more than just straight pornography. I came across a story called Halfway to Heaven which I clicked on to see if it had any redeeming value. I quickly saw that it was the same old stuff and didn't finish it. However, at the beginning I thought somebody might have, somehow, heard about what had happened to me although neither I nor she has ever told a soul. Let me explain. The...

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Luck of the Irish Desert

We finally got up and as I was ready to get dressed, Shannon asked me to stay the way I was, she was going to fix us some breakfast. I told her I usually only had fruit and cereal and to not go to any trouble. In fact, she had what I normally eat rice chex cereal and she had some fresh strawberries. She drinks vanilla soy milk I drink vanilla almond milk so it worked. We had our little k** breakfast along with some tea and talked about our day and what we were going to do. I thought I should go...

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Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl

Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...

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The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Morning in AZ Desert

It's a lovely morning in the Arizona desert. The sun is shining, there is a slight breeze and the temperature is just right to be nude. My lady & I are sitting on our friends deck enjoying the birds, rabbits and the wonderful view across the desert. We look out to the west and we can see a tall, slim bronze body slowly walking our way. As the person gets closer, we can see that it is our friend Al out for his morning walk and visit. He approaches the deck and climbs the stairs. He has his...

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Athena Corp Chronicles A Mothers Love

As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...

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Sex Therapy 2 The Thert

PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...

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Aunt Katherin and Her SlavesChapter 2 Katherine

Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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The Murder of Sharon Weathers Slut Extraordinaire

My name is Rebecca. Everyone calls me Becca. I entered the police department right out of college. I progressed rapidly, through different divisions and assignments. I always had my eyes set on Robbery-Homicide and after six years of hard word and dedication, I finally made it. At age thirty, I was youngest female in the division for such a coveted assignment, but I was superb at my job. I made it because of my skill not my gender. It was Saturday. Dispatch called our number just after we had...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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College Pennai Toiletil Vaithu Veritheera Seithen

Hi friends, indru kathaiyil en nanbanai kathal seithu emathiriya pennai ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. En tamil kathaiyai inaiya thalathil pathivu seithatharku nandri, en peyar pradeep vayathu 21 aagugirathu. En nanbanai oru pen kathal seithu matter mudinthathum kayati vitu vitaal, athanaal naan avalai usar seithu hardcore seiyanum endru mudithu seithen. En nanban enaku nanban endru kanbithukolamal aval idam muthal muthalil pesi pazhaga aarambithen. Aval pathini pola en idam nadika...

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Becoming Anthea

My name is Anthony and I am twenty-two years old. I have extra-long dark hair and darker eyes. I tie my hair into a ponytail and have a close trimmed beard. I look handsome and enjoy keeping myself in shape. I am a lucky guy as I have a very sexy girlfriend who is two years older than me. Zoe and I met at a mutual friend’s party and hit it off right away. She has short blonde hair and blue eyes. Her small beautiful mouth sits beneath a cute button nose. All in all, Zoe is a goddess and I love...

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Theateril Auntyai Kaai Adithen

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Pauline The Slut Part 32 Therese Humiliates Pau

Therese looked at the scene before her. Her father and brother naked, her grandfather’s cock sticking out of his trousers and her grandmother eating her mother’s cunt, both of us naked. Beth with the camera, filming. “God, the slut is only in the door and she’s gone sex mad.” she said referring to me. She went and sat on the arm of her father’s chair putting her arm around him and kissing him on the cheek. My father was now hard again. He pushed my mother out of the way and started to fuck me...

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The BarlowsThea

Three months later, the sound of laughter made Thea Barton look up. The now twenty year -old blond-headed beauty was in the living room reading when she heard it. Recognizing the voice of Uncle Dan, she smiled as she waited to see whom he was going to be with. When the laughter grew louder, she smiled. Ah, yes! It was Irene, her now very good friend! Uncle Dan seemed to prefer her to the others. Her being married seemed to make no difference to all concerned parties. Thea smiled to herself,...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10E17 Ashley Mathews 29 from Newcastle Northern Ireland

This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...

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Love Lust For My Aunt Bethesda Part 8211 1

Hi, guys. It’s been a long time on ISS. I was away from the city. I hope you did like my other two stories(true incidents) which I had written. This is the next encounter I had with my aunt who was all alone and needed a little love for her. Her name is Bethesda and lived her whole life alone after her husband married another woman. I do have a lust for her and want her so badly. She is 45 years old and looks bomb. She got a good voluptuous body and looks like a brunette. As for me, I’m six...

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Becoming Anthea Part 2

My name is Anthony; I am twenty-two years old and live with my beautiful girlfriend Zoe. As you have read I have dark hair and dark eyes and I am clean shaven. Zoe is older than I am by a couple of years and is the driving force of our relationship. I am what many call a cross-dresser: a guy that gets great sexual satisfaction from dressing in women’s clothing.Of course, my girlfriend knows all about my cross-dressing. In fact, she encourages me to cross-dress. Once a week, generally on a...

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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