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Queens Four of a KindChapter 3 Afterglow

Monday At Lunch Narrative "Can you believe we did that?" ask Maggie, taking a last bite of her sandwich. "It was so embarrassing ... and yet kind of thrilling." "You were excited about that?" ask Pam. "I mean you showed your ass and I am sure your pussy to the whole audience." "Don't you start getting all prissy on us," chides Abbey. "There was a visible puddle on your chair when we left the bar. Good thing we went right home." "I know, but I just didn't think Maggie was...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 4 A Simple Game of Cards

FOREWORD I had fun writting part I but the whole story orginated around a card game. I couldn't believe how much it took to lead up to it. Part I - Chapters 1-3 dealt with Pam getting help from a hypnotist to get back at her older sister Maggie. In order to do so she finds herself on stage with her other sister Abbey as well as Maggie. You'll have to read it to find out exactly what they do. The week after finds all three sisters turned on by how they exposed themselves on stage. They...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 8 Brad

Foreword Part II was my whole motivation for writing this story but I ended up keeping it shorter than I intended. This part is has more rough sex in it just to help set the tone of the characters. I love to hear your comments - [email protected] Part I - Chapters 1-3 dealt with Pam getting help from a hypnotist, Mark, to get back at her older sister Maggie. In order to do so she finds herself on stage with her other sister Abbey as well as Maggie. You'll have to read it to find out...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 7 Exposure

Trish "One last hand?" I ask. "I thought we had to go to six?" wondered Pam. "I thought I would give you a break," answered Mark. "What do you say? "I sure could use the sleep," smiled Abbey. "Why not?" I agreed. What could he possibly have us do now? One last screw with all the ladies. That would be fun. "I am in," agreed a tired Pam. "I'll make it unanimous," added Maggie. "OK," Mark said dealing the card. "In this last hand, public exposure is at...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 12 Birthday Cake

The four women were busy preparing for Randy's party. "We can use the glass table to decorate the cake," Maggie clears the table off. "Are you sure it is big enough?" asks Abbey. "Yeah, of course it is," said an indignant Trish. "I got the spatulas, let's gets some frosting on that cake," grins Pam. "Lets use the red frosting as the base for the bikini," said Trish. "Red is my color." "I thought we could put two pineapple rings over the nipple area with cherries for the...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 5 The Decks

Abbey I have two kings and two queen, I got to win this time. I wonder what that card says as I look at the ante card in the middle. Pam and Maggie have both drawn at three cards. Trish has only drawn one card. That should be a good sign. "I raise a Obedience card," I tell the women confidently. Hopefully they will just back out. "I'll see you," says Pam looking at the Obedience card. "I would raise you another card but I am not sure about those Double-Jeopardy cards," ponders...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 13 Let the Games Begin

PAM I can't believe how far I have sunk. I am actually disappointed only to taste my nephew's sperm and not to get a fresh shot down my throat. "Let's let Trish go and freshen up and change into her outfit," smiles Randy, "while you explain one of the games. As Pam leaves I hear Abbey yell with a little clap, "Let's do 'Dunking For Cherry's.'" Let's not. I am now starting to remember some of our games. What were we thinking of? "How do we play?" asks Randy. "It's easy,...

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Queens of Fur

As Emma walked through the streets of Malibu, she contemplated on the luck she had in life. Blessed with amazing looks, a good pair of brains and an acting career to boot, she acknowledged the Watson genes hadn't been harsh on her. After the years she spent as Hermione Granger, she spent most of her time at the uni. The years thereafter she spent expanding not only her acting career, but her political and modelling career as well. But now, after a few years of intense working, she had decided...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 1 A Simple Plot of Revenge

Wednesday Afternoon Man that session with Mark was great. I feel so refreshed, so alive. I know what I am going to do to celebrate today; I am going to do some shopping. I need to get something flashier than what I normally wear. Something more fun. Maybe even some new undergarments. These cotton ones seem so itchy today. I think I'll buy myself a garter belt and stockings. I know I used to think those were so whorish ... but I also know Maggie wouldn't hesitate to wear them. Can't let...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 2 A Night Out

Friday Evening Pam What should I wear tonight? How about that red skirt I bought yesterday, and the matching tank top. And those go-go boots, I don't know what I was thinking when I bought those, but they sure would make the outfit. It'll take a little getting used to walking on those four inch heels. Definitely wearing panties tonight. I still can't believe I was walking around without any yesterday afternoon. I am going to stick an extra pair in my purse just in case. I think black...

4 years ago

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 9 Indoctrination

Sunday Night Narrative Pam, Abbey and Trish arrive in one car to Maggie's house. The three women can be seen approaching the house with their heads down and very quiet. They wear knee length coats despite the warm weather. Pam goes to knock on the door when Maggie opens it up from the inside. "Is Randy still here?" she asks. "No, I dropped him off at the movies," Maggie answers. "He has been dying to see some of the summer flicks so I bought him and his friends Joe, Rob, and Jake...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 10 Set Free

When we get back to Maggie's and come in the door, I see Maggie and Trish still licking clean the mess where Maggie was tied up. Abbey is just going over to where Trish had been tied up. I couldn't help but noticed they looked like dogs lapping up spilt juice off the floor with their asses in the air. I can tell Brad is deciding if he can get it up one more time as he looks at their rear ends. "Go help you sister Abbey," he directed me. I go over and start lapping at a puddle of sperm...

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Queens Four of a KindChapter 14 Epilogue

Pam What a year. So much has happened. We still live at the same house but our sleeping arrangements have changed. Randy, Trish, and I have moved into the master bedroom with Abbey and Maggie. It now has two king size beds which we keep pushed together. For the sake of looks, we still have most of our clothes and stuff in our own bedrooms and if Master decides to use just one of us, he takes us to one of the other bedrooms. We hung the posters we got Randy in the master bedroom. Master had...

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Paradise on a Deckchair

Amelia lay listless, a thirty-something with an old-fashion name on a beach to die for – it was reality straight from the brochure. Unbelievable really, she’d thought, as usually travel ‘come-ons’ are doctored in the graphics design department: sunsets being colored-enhanced to ridiculous extent, the fisherman’s catch lengthened to exceed the record for that species set in 1923, the surf running two meters higher than ever recorded in that locality – and that’s even after hurricanes! Fiji...

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Fucking for The Chairman

ChristmasSukky phoned Joe, he was due to leave for Australia later that evening. It was a subdued conversation. He’d been up graded to first class, “thanks Lynn,” Sukky thought to herself. She would see him after the cricket, after Christmas, and after she had made yet another couple of videos. He was flying into Thailand, for two weeks, just him and her. But first Sukky had work to do. The Company called and she obeyed.The flight was booked, and her bags were packed. The Chairman would have...

3 years ago

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Sweet Little Lucy Likes My Wheelchair

--- JackassTales…tale # 50…Readers; for my 50th tale I decided to do something I rarely do. I took on a request for a story. A 21-yr-old lady I have been playing Private Message pattycake with (yes she knows I’m a Horny ‘Old’ Dog in a wheelchair who writes about young girls) sent the following request which I couldn’t resist. I hope she likes what I have written. I hope you do, too. --- I was wondering if you want to write a story about me sometime? You know like you fucking me as a...

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The Chair

Jenny had built the chair herself, from strong oak, and heavy metal brackets. The chair itself had taken her over three months to make. Hard wood is not so easy to cut when you’re just a female, with no real strength.But the hardest part was the seat, or almost a seat. The centre of the seat was a large circular hole, very much like an old commode. But there was no bucket under it.The finished chair had been seeped in baby oil, rubbed in, and more added. Fingers would now glide along the...

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The Wooden Chair

The Wooden Chair 'Get your filthy hands off me...Jenny...JENNY! HELP ME!' Samantha Lewis screamedin terror and fury as two of the Internal Security officers manning the roadblock dragged her from the battered hire car. Jenny Ondougu didn't answer;two other officers had grabbed her too; thrown her to the ground and one ofthem had his fingers digging into her throat so all she could manage was afeeble, strangled gasping noise as she threshed around on the dusty track. Minutes later the two women...

4 years ago

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The Chair

As soon as her parents drove away, Laurie McKay crept into their bedroom to search for the key to the closet. Being a curious girl, she wanted to know what kind of strange object they had stowed away in there. Whatever it was, her parents considered it such a secret that they didn't even speak openly about it in front of her, even to acknowledge its existence. It was up to Laurie to find out what they were hiding. She knew only what she had picked up from fragments of conversation that she...

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The Chairman

The Chairman by Princess Pervette "Hi, Hon! I'm home!" They kiss. "Hi, darling! How was work?" "Not too bad. Nothing special to talk about. How was your day?" "Oh, I went shopping.... And I bought some things for you." "Er...around here, or...?" "Oh, I went in the City. Nobody knew me there. And I got you a bra and panties, the prettiest things, almost the same as the ones you showed me in the Vicky's catalog. And a couple of pairs of thigh-highs and some...

3 years ago

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The Woman In The Blue Chair

One particular evening I recall distinctly. It was a beautiful, clear summer evening. I had walked to a local bar after work to have a few drinks with the guys and shoot a little pool. On my way back home, I walked passed an apartment building adjacent to my own. As I passed, I heard the distinct sounds of sex coming through a partially open window. It was clearly a woman. Though I am no ‘peeping Tom,’ my curiosity began to get the best of me. The fact that I had a few drinks in me no...

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The Woman In The Blue Chair

During the early seventies I was a young man still in my twenties. I was on my own again after my short-lived first marriage and living in a fairly nice apartment complex in a small city. Though a bit depressed after the break-up of my marriage, I did find a certain amount of solace in my work and I did make an effort to get back in the dating scene. A friend of mine had found me a job working for a surveying company and I enjoyed the work. The pay was fairly decent and I was always an outdoors...

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The Massage Chair

Introduction: A woman, her son and a chair that causes orgasms THE MASSAGE CHAIR My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one...

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Kat and the Electric Chair

I was married, twenty-something years ago, to a woman named Kat, and she was the hottest women I ever knew. She was about five foot four inches tall, with dark brown hair, brown eyes, broad cheek bones, an exaggerated hourglass figure, and small but perfectly formed breasts. Her lips were unusually full, and soft, with a pleasant pinkish tint to them. I had no problem with her looks, and other guys found her attractive too. I would sometimes enjoy watching as their eyes tracked her as she...

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The Massage Chair

My name is Thomas and the best years of my life began in 1993 when I was 11. My mother Jennifer was raising me and my 9 year old sister Nadia while working a part time job at the local galleria. Mom was a voluptuous woman of 35, her breasts were 36c and her short dark hair hung in bangs. Her ass had a nice shape to it that complimented her long smooth legs. The day that changed things was the day she bought one of those full-body massage chairs they sell in the malls. It came with...

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Dentists Chair

*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 1 Arthur Petitjean wanted to groan, not so much from the pain in his mouth, but from the boring topic of conversation Dr. LeMoine droned on and on about as he drilled on Arthur’s tooth. That was the problem with Dr. LeMoine. The man was a good and thorough dentist and seemed to be a very compassionate man to all his patients. But the problem was, the man was about as...

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Scenes The Chair

Scenes - The Chair By Ewa Andersson Yesterday I came to this farm together with my husband. He talked to the owners, and then left. I was ordered to undress and put myself over a punishment horse covered with leather. This being something I couldn't force myself to do rendered me being forcibly undressed by two other men and thrown over the punishment horse, strapped down, and then severely punished by spanking. The morning of the second day I was again ordered to remove my...

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The Wheel Chair

Introduction: They were having a yard sale – His wife wheeled me home The Wheel Chair I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the...

2 years ago

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The Chair

I walk into a room where eight men are seated on three couches arranged in a “U” shape. In the centre of these couches is a very comfortable looking contour chair in black leather. This chair is a couple of steps up from the floor where the couches are. Not quite a stage, but most definitely the centre of attention. Three track lights illuminate the chair, while the rest of the room is dimly lit. I am what these men are waiting for. They are all dressed casually, a couple smoking cigarettes,...

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The Wheel Chair

I just got home from the hospital. I had some minor surgery on my right leg. They game me a walking cane, to use after a few days of rest. At the moment, they gave me a wheel chair to use. I wheeled myself out to the curb to get a taxi. The taxi driver let me out in my driveway. I used the garage door to get inside my house. I then opened the big doors to my basement. I used my small elevator to get to the 2nd floor of my house. I wheeled myself over to my big king size bed, and fell asleep...

4 years ago

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Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. Every...

4 years ago

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The Chair

The Chair Getting old can be such a drag. Even for a cross-dresser. Joan was at that stage of life when cross-dressing and bondage usually went away. Sex drives were supposed to slow down. But apparently hers was not playing by the rules. She still wanted to see a Mistress and experience a session. The problem was that her body was not cooperating. Things were just wearing out and with her arthritis, she hurt enough so that most typical session events just could not happen. No...

2 years ago

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Our Special Chair

If you have read any of my stories, you know that my loving wife, Nancy, spanks me. I feel that I deserve them and I am spanked for not paying attention to my wife and her needs, or when I have badly treated her friends. Lots of times I do something stupid, and then I am also spanked.Now Nancy has made Wednesdays my maintenance spanking day. She said I now need a maintenance spanking to make sure I keep showing her and her friends proper respect. This is how my maintenance spanking works. ...

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The Chair

He had never sat in the lounge like this before, both nervous and excited. Rather than being reclined on the sofa with the TV on as usual he was sat in one of two upright wooden dining room chairs that where facing each other at each end of the long room. The empty chair in front of him was only partially illuminated and mostly in silhouette by the light from the fire crackling in the fireplace, otherwise the room was dark but for a couple of candles It had been a long time since he and his...

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The Chair

Introduction: His mom and memories gone, an aunt comes to his aid. Authors note: Im calling this my two year anniversary story. Its mostly aunt/nephew, with mom/son mixed in. The Chair Chapter 1 Sharon and Nikki stumbled into Sharons front door. It was one in the morning. Both women were laughing, holding one another, assisting each other to Sharons couch, landing on it in a drunken stupor. The two friends enjoyed a night out, celebrating Nikkis last day on her job with dinner and drinks....

3 years ago

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The Chair

The doorbell rings, a sly smile appears over Jody’s face as she pulls her dressing gown on. She trots down the stairs after a final check to see everything is in place.Before open the door she scrutinises her appearance in the mirror, her bunches and makeup look good, then with nerves rushing through every inch of her body, steels herself before opening the door to a smiling Anthony. Jody drinks in the vision in front of her; he is a tall, ruggedly handsome gent in his mid forties, with dark...

4 years ago

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Fireball in a Wheelchair

"A prick up her jacksie might cheer the miserable bitch up a bit," Shirley declared. "And if it was stuffed up her bum, it might knock some of the shit out of her," Sally the receptionist commented, "You sure you don't mind parting with this Becky? It looks like it's silver and might be valuable." "Yes, it is silver but I got it in a job lot of jewellery at a car boot sale and only paid a few pounds for the whole lot. I've never liked it. It's more of a choker than a necklet and I...

4 years ago

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The Chair

Friday afternoon,there I was,in the chair again as I had been every week day for the last two weeks.God I was so horny!But I was no stranger to that feeling,sitting in this chair was the only time I ever had my cb3000 off without my Mistress removing it herself. I was 90 minutes into my 2 hour training session and I was really feeling it now,my cock was rock hard as always,straining for the orgasm that I knew I coundn't have,would it never learn?Would I ever learn to control my desires? My...

3 years ago

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Anyone Want A Molded Chair

Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had shaved her pussy bald and oiled her butt with a release agent. The plaster cast looked great but what to do with it. I poured more plaster of Paris into that and made a copy of my wife’s ass that I could hang on the wall as art. The more I looked at that first plaster cast the more I thought about how uncomfortable hard wooden chairs were. I then bought a...

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The Directors Chair

Night one. Megan was worried at the idea of Elaine directing first. She was nervous about the plan they had cooked up and she was hoping that she herself would direct first so she could ease into things. - her stomach was in excited knots thinking of the fact that Elaine was about to make her the centerpiece of whatever hot scene would help her get off the hardest. None of them had ever done anything like this before. Four Saturday nights. Each one of them- Megan, her boyfriend Steve, her...

3 years ago

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The Chair

She stood clutching the edge of the counter top, gasping in a breath as she felt the piercing penetration rip through her body. Stifling a moan of despair, she wrenched herself free of the overwhelming emotions that cascaded through her at once: hurt, anger, sadness and revenge. She had just received the news from her best friend that her husband had been fucking around on her, seeing a mutual friend behind her back. What angered her the most is that she trusted this woman to be around her...

4 years ago

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The Chair

The Chair.The wife and I are entering our seventh year of marriage. How things are going I now know the feeling of when they say you are entering the 7 year itch period of your marriage. Maybe I was expecting too much for a sex life. I guess when you have two offsprings it takes a toll on your sex life. About 4 years of breastfeeding also took a toll on my wife, her breast and me not being able to play with them because they are always too sore so the excuse goes. But she is a good mother and...

3 years ago

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Tied to a Chair

This is a true story from a couple months ago with my girlfriend at the time. Her name was Linda (named changed to protect the not so innocent) and we had met at a house party in Europe when I was there for an exchange program. We hit it off and continued to see each other long distance over the next year. Eventually she ended up traveling and living with me at my place for a few months. Linda was incredibly sexual, had a petite body with fair skin and was naturally a light redhead. A couple...

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Uses For a Wingbacked Chair

The armchair is in his study. It's upholstered in exquisite jacquard-woven fabric, with wings at the side to shield his face from the glow of the fire, propped on short, stout, sensuously curved legs, as is typical of the style.The study reflects his tastes - it's a picture of Victorian luxury - filled with objets d'art, shelves of books and rich furnishings. A low fire flickers in the fireplace, and the smell of newly - heated coal permeates the air. The Persian rug beneath her knees is an...

4 years ago

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Elizabeth and the Chair

The chair arrived at ten o'clock this morning.  I called Peter and asked him to to come over and help me assemble it, but he said he couldn't come by until after two. That was fine, I just wanted it put together before bedtime tonight.I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. It was cold so I put it in the microwave for ninety seconds while I scouted around for something to munch with it. When the microwave dinged, I walked to the basement door and turned on the light....

2 years ago

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The Chair

"Who's my next drilling?" Dr. Cockley asked. "It's gonna be me, if you don't get your finger out of my ass," I said, trying to sound annoyed. He'd walked up behind me as I did some filing, pulling patient records, and his hand had slid up the back of thigh, under my white nylon skirt, and into my thong in half the time it takes to say it. He was two knuckles deep and wriggling his finger like a worm on a hook in the tight recesses of my anus. He knew too well what I liked. "It might...

2 years ago

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Gymnast Jimmy and the Chair

Gymnast Jimmy and the ChairTime: Near the end of summer…Jimmy crawled into bed and drifted into a gentle sleep. His asshole and peter were softly throbbing from his latest session with Coach. He knew he would awaken tomorrow, yet again, with a special stickiness between his thighs… a heavenly mix of Coach’s and his juices. Coach was so much FUN! And Jimmy was so very HAPPY! His sweet mouth smiled as he entered his amazing dreams… of his beautiful Coach. Time: The start of summer…Jimmy...

4 years ago

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The Faerie Chair

The log cabin looked like a Thomas Kinkade painting brought to life. It was clad in a cloak of sparkling snow and sat nestled amongst some frosted pines. For Ben and Amelia, it was the picture perfect setting for their honeymoon. It was far away from the distractions of their hectic lives. The only thing that spoiled the picture perfect setting was the little old man dressed in a blazing orange parka and his beat-up old International Harvester Scout four-by-four in that sported the same bright...

4 years ago

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The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. ‘Good girl,’ he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

2 years ago

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My Favorite Chair

“Pass it and turn it up!” She had that infectious grin on her face and reached for my pipe with her small nimble fingers.I handed it to her and without hesitation, she brought it to her beautiful full lips, lit the lighter and took a deep hit. I was mesmerized by her. I always had been. Her small frame squirmed, dancing in the overstuffed armchair and took another hit.  Music. It was always music with her. Whenever she was around there was an endless supply of music she could dance to. I looked...

3 years ago

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The Chair

She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back. He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm. "Good girl," he thinks. He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He has a fire...

3 years ago

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The Chair

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness, thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who had even the most casual acquaintance figured he would fry in the chair of whatever state used that means of execution. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said, "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as I told'em, too bad." Somehow he had gotten hold of a 38 revolver and that became his best...

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Grandmas Rocking Chair

She came home with one of those sick headaches that happens once in a while. There was a paleness about her that betrayed how lifeless and drained she was. He never knew just exactly what to do except quiet rest and the medicine. Today as she came in, he just went to her to help her in and she just fell into his arms and he enveloped her with his big bear like hug. He held her gently and with his hand he pressed her head into the soft cushion at the base of his neck. ‘What can I do for you?’...

4 years ago

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The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

4 years ago

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DaddyThe Newspaper and The Rocking Chair

Daddy doesn't like it when I bother him in the mornings when he has his paper. It's not like the night times or the two weeks during summer vacation when mommy goes to Ohio to visit Aunty Deenee. Even with my cute socks on that he likes the best he doesn't look up at me from the stupid paper and I think it's stupid that he spends all the time looking at it and I wish he'd look at me instead. Daddy sits in the big chair (it's HIS chair) and makes a cigarette go without looking. I think that...

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Busty Girl Banged On Dental Chair

Hello everyone. I have been following Indian sex stories since 4 years. I am sai name changed obviously and I am from Hyderabad aged 23 years . I look lean with athletic body of height 5’10 and weight 68kgs.I am cool looking guy with 6″In uncircumcised dick and I am very fond of big tits and round asses.By profession I am a doctor.The story I am narrating is about a girl named ashreya. I was doing my internship,its was in the month of February 2016,after completing college and was going back to...

4 years ago

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The Chair

Morning came and he woke her with a long, deep kiss. She smiled up at him, expecting more, but he kissed her one more time then got in the shower. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through,...

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The Chair

I felt something soft rubbing back and forth across my lips. Regaining consciousness this time was a delight.  I parted my lips and rubbed the tip of my tongue across her nipple.  I gently kissed and lightly sucked knowing how much I would please her.   As I was enjoying this little respite I tried to recall how many times I had been through the cycle.  I tried to lift my arms but the restraints were still attached.  How long had I been asleep, I wondered.  I was grateful that she was allowing...