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SAIRA KHAN 8230 MISS AHMEDABAD

This is a story about a women I know, Saira. I know Saira, because my wife baby-sits her kids while she is at work. Saira is a very beautiful women. she wears burkha..She is about 5′ 8 tall with mid length curly black hair, steel blue eyes, fantastic smile and personality, and a voluptuous body. If I was to guess what her measurements would be, I would say they are 36C-30-40 I have a few myself. I fell in lust with Saira the first time I saw her, with her good looks and great personality it is...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 17 Bloody hell took me a book and half to get here

Thursday, August 13th, 2015. Asim’s house. Back in Riyadh, Asim and I fell back into our normal routine, almost like a married couple. He filled his calendar with appointments with other layabouts, discussing business deals that were far too much work to ever carry out or comparing their latest unearned trophies. I prepared to spend my days making numerous trips to supermarkets and dry cleaners, in between serving a largely ignored breakfast and a hastily scarfed, though not unappreciated...

Summer on the Tightrope

‘Where are we going? We’re not leaving already, are we? Where’s Amber?’ ‘I just need to get something from the truck,’ Nick answered. He was coming close to herding Emily out of fairgrounds entrance and into the increasingly darkened area of the parking lot, out toward the outer fringe where he’d parked the double-cab Dodge Ram truck. He hovered over her, seemingly twice her size in his Nordic muscular bulk. ‘We’ll be just a bit. Amber saw Tony, and she’s gone off with him for a while.’ Tony,...

Alistair s Beard

Alistair's Beard, a Her TV story. Characters: Alistair/Cybill a 6' red-headed Scotsman, 175 lb 58 years when we first meet him but 28 in reminiscence Ingird, Alistair's present day wife, 2nd marriage. Iris and Amaryllis, his daughters, 5'10", both tall redheads, 31 and 28 years Prudence 5'10" brunette, slightly overweight 32 years Diana her lover, 5'11" slender brunette, athletic 34 years Henry/Harriet 5'8" mousy hair, 165 lb 33 years Joanna, his wife,...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 6 Something in the Air

Monday, July 13th. Gatwick Airport. What the hell was wrong with me!? Why had I worked so hard to get here? How did I not realise that pretty much the last thing I ever want is to be away from my family, particularly my little boy? Why the fuck was I going to a country where I’d be practically illiterate, dependant on the good will of the very people I was going to spy on to speak English with me! And how in the world was I going to be a spy when I had a sodding Wikipedia page and an IMDB...

Maira Matters

The glow in my genitals which had been slowly growing finally reached its peak and that wonderful pulsing of my penis throbbed out a small amount of man juice. Being in my 70s, I didn’t shoot too much anymore which made cleanup easier but didn’t give my partner as much of a thrill feeling it spraying on her insides. I removed my mouth from her nearest breast and gave her a long and tender kiss. She was on her back and I was on my side with my legs under hers. After about 10 minutes of...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 7 Miles from Home

The last time I was at Hamad I had been escorted off the plane soon after landing. This was much better. For some reason we didn’t use a jetway to get into the terminal building, so I was treated to a blast of the familiar heat of Doha. It felt strangely comforting, for some reason. It’s not quite the same as the heat of Los Angeles, or Las Vegas. Maybe it was because we were so near the sea. For the first few seconds it felt a bit like a warm hug. Isn’t that odd? An airport bus drove us to...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 18 Teach her a Lesson

I suppose it’s only normal that you take on the English accent to which you are most often exposed. In my case it started when BBC 1 and 2 were made available on the Dutch cable network. I loved almost every show they put on and that shaped my theretofore rather unremarkable Dutsj Ekssent. Well, Lexy grew up watching shows and films like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Beverly Hills 90210, Clueless, The Twilight Saga and related TV trash. Not every character on those shows speaks Valley Girl, but...

Clair Dee and the Visit

Clair, Dee and the Visit Clair hurried to Dee's home, feeling anxious. He had been told to arrive before ten. He has been ordered to be smooth and hairless, wearing his sexiest lingerie under his drab, male clothes. He was very keen to ensure that he prepared exactly right and had spent ages with depilatories, razors, lotions, creams and perfumes to ensure that his skin was as glossy and fragrant as he could possibly get it. He had managed to avoid too much onanism, saving himself for...

Clair why can t I have a piece of ass

“Clair why can’t I have a piece of ass” was such a simple question. It started an unexpected chain of events, it is all the chaos theory. Clair is my beautiful, alienated older sister. Clair is a classic sociopath with few human emotions or feelings. She is a promiscuous slut because she gets pleasure from sex. Now Clair was not your run of the mill High School Cheer Leader slut, she has some class and is slutty with a few selected guys. Clair is a classic California Girl, blonde, slender,...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 2 I Spy With My Tired Eye

Saturday June 27th, 2015. Dallas Road, Ealing. “Good morning.” “You’re up early?” said Kelly, who I found scooping yoghurt into a bowl of muesli when I sauntered into the kitchen. She’d spent the night at my house, in her own room. “Are you kidding? It’s five minutes past eight! I’ve been staring at the ceiling for half an hour, trying to get back to sleep.” “Well, give it another go. Or give me ten minutes and I’ll come and wear you out.” “Cheeky cow,” I muttered, as I filled the tea...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 8 Now Pay Attention 327

I signed another document and followed Miles into a cavernous space, which was rather dark. Two men in lab coats scurried away. Miles waited until they were gone and then flipped a switch on the wall near the door. Bright lights in the ceiling clacked on and unveiled a turning plateau with a car under a black tarp. I could see the tyres, but not much else. Miles and Hugo shot each other a look and grinned. “Carstairs! Your new vehicle! Feel free to do the honours.” I stepped onto the...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 10 Come on Saudi Let rsquo s Go Party

I woke up around eight in the morning, an hour later than I’m used to. I walked to the other side of the house, to Asim’s bedroom, and heard snoring. That was good. I had a quick yet annoying shower and took some time to spruce myself up. I’m not one of those men who are completely hopeless when they’re single, but what with Mel being a professional make-up artist and hairstylist, amongst many other talents, I rarely needed to groom myself nowadays. But now I was spending time shaving around...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 26 Si Vis Pacem Nolite Exacerbare Carstairs

It was about ten minutes to showtime. I’d be at the mosque in three minutes or so, although K-T would drop me off at the mall entrance and then proceed to another destination. We were making good time, because although some traffic kept moving, many cars just pulled to the side of the road wherever there was space near a mosque. Sometimes cars were abandoned in the middle of the road, blocking each other in. The police never made a fuss: after all, everyone was supposed to be praying. Men...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 4 Ask Me No Questions

Still Monday July 7th, 2015. A government building somewhere in London. (smiled.oddly.hosts) I was made to sit alone in a room for about ten minutes, so ordered by a man who clearly had no intention of getting me a cup of tea. And I did ask, twice. He was a bit shorter than me, but also a bit wider. Instead of a suit he wore something that was supposed to give him a military look but made me think of a fisherman: a brown shirt, brown carpenter pants, army boots. He was ginger, but his hair...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 9 In Which our Hero has Lots of Dates

“Crank up the A.C, sweetheart. Let me get some water ... Oooaaahhh...” “Sweetheart? Again?” “Yes. I suddenly cared for you in the wilderness, in the land of great drought. And especially for that bag with bottled water. Let’s get a move on. You drive.” “Destination?” “The most expensive hotel in Al Hofuf. Unless you can find one with a charger?” “I cannot execute that search. We will reach Al Hofuf in two hours.” “Okay. Then I’ll do a search and you drive. Stop at the next empty rest...

Blair s Britain

Blair's Britain "Damn, where's my bra?" For those of you who don't think there's anything odd about this question perhaps I should explain. I am a heterosexual married man yet here I am typing out my story in stilettos, stockings, satin knickers and suspenders, a satin bra and a slip writing my story. I would never have thought this possible 10 years ago when "Things Can Only get Better" blared through the speakers and a triumphant Tony and Cherie drove to Downing Street. I...

Hairbrushes

Chris really didn’t know when he first became fascinated with spanking. Spanking; certainly not the craziness of his mother chasing him around the kitchen with the dreaded “wooden spoon” in an attempt to land a glancing blow over something silly. No, a spanking as an adult that was formal over the knee spanking was what he was always curious about. If he had to guess, it was from the books he read and the movies and television that he saw growing up, as there seemed to be a lot of it going on...

Hairbrushes

It all started out as a mild sexual tease. John's birthday was coming up and I wanted to give him something special. I had told him plenty of erotic tales of my childhood, but I figured I could add a little visual detail, something that would add flavor for him. I like to lie in bed next to him and stroke him off while I tell him the details of things that happened long ago. The more realism I can give him, the more it feels like he is a fly on the wall, watching it happen. There was one...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 14 In Which our Hero Sings for his Supper

If you’re anything like me (but maybe you got lucky and you’re not) you’ll know this feeling: there will be something on the news that makes you explode with rage. Say, some idiot gets behind the wheel, drunk as a skunk, kills three people who were just standing at a bus shelter minding their own Instagram and then he sues the bus company for placing the shelter near a pub. That sort of thing. Or a Belgian man locks up some girls in his basement and starves a couple of them to death before he...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 19 Cooling Down in Riyadh

They waited until her heart stopped pumping blood, which took about twenty seconds or so. Then the pressure got too low, and the trickle stopped. Two men dressed more like medics than soldiers came out of the main building with a stretcher. They wore gloves and aprons. Hurriedly they placed the body on the stretcher. The executioner helpfully placed the bag with the head above the neck, but only after he was done wiping down the blade and carefully sliding it back into its sheath. The Imam...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 20 Unexpected Benefit of Some Religious Instruction

There were also some messages. One was from Mr. Constable, the MI6 officer at the embassy. He told me they had analysed the recording, but that I’d have to come to the embassy to read the transcript. By appointment. But not on Thursdays. Another message was a transcript of a text message from Asim, which contained an invitation to join him on his next visit to Dubai. It seemed he was in the mood to catch a movie, and Dubai had cinemas. Well, two. The third message consisted of a somewhat...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 25 I had a Cunning Plan

Sunday, 30/8/2015. Saudi Royal palace. My day started slowly, with breakfast being served without any extra items. I called on Anaïs with an eye on a cheeky kiss or a bit of a fondle, but was told by a rather indignant Malaysian chef who caught me looking around in her kitchen that she had been seconded to another palace for the next few days, to help prepare for yet another banquet. He then demanded to know how I knew her and what my business was with her, but I just told him I was acting...

Tightwire

Laura Dowd entered her apartment and grinned from ear to ear as she was greeted by moans and slick, slapping sounds of flesh on flesh coming from her bedroom. Her fiancé, Jim, was undoubtedly in her bed watching porn, again. Jim had booked the day off to cook Laura an early dinner so that they could work on the final details for their wedding. Laura left work shortly after one o’clock that afternoon, with the intention of surprising Jim.Laura became instantly aroused at the thought of feeling...

Claire s Day Out

"Here we are, my dear. In you go," she murmurs in warm honey, holding the door open, so Claire can go before. As they walk to the center of the small store, a diminutive woman with spiky gray hair and piercing black eyes comes out from the back room."Good morning, Ruth, how are you today?"Very well, Kathryn. What are we in need of?Kathryn takes Claire by the shoulders and moves her between them, facing Ruth. She runs her crisp red nails down the girl's arms, straightening them to her...

Claire s Place

Claire's Place Synopsis: "Claire's Place!" The sign read across the top. Below it read: "Home cooking, and honey, if you leave here hungry, it's your fault." A cute sign on the side of a road hardly used since the new freeway. A perfect sort of road for a slow trip on a bicycle, and a perfect place to stop if you're hungry and Carl stopped. Starting off again, however, was going to be a lot harder. Players: Claire and Carla Simms; Sheriff Emmit Baker; Susan Day; Old Doc...

Repairman Scores with White Wife Blacken

It was another boring Saturday for Betty. No matter the day, it was the same scene. There was her husband sitting on the couch watching one sport or another, while she kept herself busy with common household chores. Unfortunately for her, this is what life was like after marrying young and so many years had passed.Today's exciting chore was laundry.As she opened up the drying machine and hastily removed the warm clothes into the laundry basket in her hand, she could hear the game announcers...

Airtight Night

Some time shortly after the night with the two girls wearing nothing but oil we were invited over to Sue and Jake's place for a barbecue on a Friday night in a late Indian summer. Melanie donned a pretty summer dress with a button-through front and white, stiletto-heeled, strapped sandals and we went over around seven o'clock. Jake greeted us at the front door and led us through the house to the back yard, apologizing en route for the fact that Sue had been delayed at work but would be joining...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 3 There is an I in MI6

I was met by Kelly in the hallway. “Hi,” she said, leaning in for a kiss. A chaste one, on the cheek. More than enough for me, thanks. Although admittedly I’d have been disappointed with less than that. “Hello, gorgeous. I think you might have come at an awkward...” “Oh, I know. I was summoned. Caroline has been here all afternoon. She even had a lie down, because of a headache. Mel and Kate know everything.” It was ominously quiet on the other side of the door that led to the living...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 5 My name is Carstairs Reginald Carstairs

Caroline summoned me to my office on Friday. My ticket for travelling the next Monday had just been arranged. I was actually discussing something with Daphne, which always takes a while, but Alice, her secretary, was quite clear: I was to report to the fourth flour at once. “Sorry about that, but I think you got the gist of it. Winston will certainly be able to flesh out the code. It will give you a chance to hang out together.” “I still want to know why you’re leaving,” said Daphne, trying...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 12 The Stein Way

As meetings go, I’ve had worse. I had no particular reason to doubt John Stein, but you never know what Americans are really up to. The Saudi government is only one of many undemocratic regimes they support to the hilt. They’re also not particularly interested in bringing people to justice. Generally all they need is a set of coordinates, a license plate number or the exact time their target will be driving past a hospital or day care centre. I was fairly sure a couple of terrorist attacks in...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 21 The Ugliest Laptop Ever Made

I woke up at nine, which was fine except a bit too late to attend the buffet in the main building. Never mind: I called the kitchen again and ordered breakfast. It would take a while to reach me, but as long as I didn’t order any hot items that was fine. Yoghurt, a bun and some jam would do me. I selected a suit and showed up just in time for my daily session with Alexandra. Technically this was the start of a new week, although neither I nor Alexandra got any days off. It was crunch time...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 22 Say it Don rsquo t Spray It

I went over the call with Kate in my head, slightly upset at the fact I had broken off our conversation just to get out of the heat. Maybe it hadn’t been the heat so much as the fact I didn’t want to be reminded of how much I missed her. That girl isn’t just catnip to me: she’s oxygen. And every time we were apart, there was nothing for it but for me to practice holding my breath. I also worried about the fact people had started to miss me, all over sodding Doctor Who! It’s the shittiest...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 23 The Beginning of the End

Tuesday, August 25th, 2015. My garage. Total.hilltop.digital. It was about one a.m. when the door to the garage opened and K-T rolled in. I had called ahead, to let Anaïs know that I was fine and on my way. “How are you doing?” “I am drinking water and eating uh ... Maltezers. Very poor chocolate.” “Yes, it’s English chocolate. Could be worse, though.” “Hershey...” she shuddered. “Exactly. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes. Can you hang on?” “I can go nowhere else, Anglais. It is...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 24 Mosque Not Get Caught

Friday, August 28th, 2015. Royal palace, guest annex. The next morning I called Asim and offered to cook for him, so I’d be able to intercept any packages that might be delivered to his house. He was glad to have me and I took delivery of five boxes while he was out. I made us roast duck (honey roasted, with creamed cauliflower) and an old-fashioned trifle and then I stole one of his outfits: guthra, igal, thobe and sandals. Two thobes, actually, just to be sure. He only had fourteen left, I...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 28 All Out of Gum and Ass to Kick

Darkness had come and gone. Musa and I had worked all through the night. When I had answers to all the questions I could think of, and had copied the contents of the SD-cards to my laptop to make space on one of them, I had written a script for him to read. It was based on what he had told me, but we still went through it line by line. By that time he was struggling to stay conscious. The wounds on his wrists in particular hurt terribly, so much in fact that I had to cut him loose and bandage...

Questionnaire

21. It's not a mystical number by any means, its easily divisible by 3 and 7, and it doesn't hold any place in the heart of a supercomputer as the answer to everything. In fact, it's quite dull if you stare at it long enough. Still, 21 holds the key to unlocking the life hidden just beneath the surface as everyone, no matter of age or race or gender, everyone has had the thought once that maybe if they were just a bit different, if they could change just a small bit of themselves, they would be...

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Chapter one The old airstrip behind our neighbourhood was such a lovely place to exercise. I always loved skating on my in-liners, but after moving here it has become almost an obsession. The asphalt of the strip has held up nicely since it was closed down for airtraffic, giving me a very smooth surface - which by incident I have all to myself. The strip runs smoothly uphill from where I go onto it, and setting a hard speed uphill for a mile and a half gives me a nice sweat. Going downhill is...

Claire s Story

"Dude, did it happen?" John asked excitedly as he entered Kevin's room. "Yeah, two days ago. You're the first person I am telling," Kevin said and smiled. "FUCKIN' AWESOME!" John replied and went up for a high five. Kevin returned it, but with a lot less enthusiasm. "Keep it down. I don't want my parents to know yet," Kevin said. "Why?" Kevin replied. "You know all the shit that happens when someone's power's activate. I'll have to get Assessed and go to a different school,...

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Wheelchairs, Teen Pussies, and Fun [1] Introduction to Passion Wheelchairs are a great inconvenience, yet they are invaluable when it comes to giving a means of transportation to those who have a disability. Damn, I hate that word ‘disability’! Disability does not mean ‘inability’ or helplessness. Take me; I am a nineteen-year-old sophomore at our local community college which is only a mile away. I speed to my classes in a motorized wheelchair and have the campus as my...

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It didn’t happen with a bang, but a whisper. One moment the newly rebuilt 235 horse power engine was roaring, filling the cockpit with an almost overpowering noise. The next instant, there was only the subdued sound of air rushing past the airplane’s windows. The near silence was deafening. Tim Dodson was not afraid when the engine fell quiet. He had expected it. It happened almost every time he flew with an instructor. While he was an accomplished small plane pilot, he was working on an...

Mairi Heavy Figure Wali Best Friend Ki Chudai

Hello friends mera naam Sunny hai mairi umr 23 saal hai aur mera lund 8 inch kah hai ur kaafi sakht ur mota hai bilkul clean shaved but hard aaj may aap logon key saath apni life kah aik mzedaar din share karna chahta hoon aisa din meri life may aaj tak phir kbhi bhi nahi aaya yeh aaj sey aik saal pehley ki baat hai jab mai bsc final year may parrha tha. Tab meri dosti aik hot or sexy larki sey hue uska naam tha dipti who haal hi may chandhigarh sey delhi sift hue thi ur final year key liye...

Claire s Mountain

The Forest Service contract required me to be up in the Sierra for six months straight. I suppose I could have driven four hours up and four hours back every day, but the thought of that drive for six months had me looking for any other option. Unfortunately, where I was going, there weren't handy hotels. So, I got on the Internet and started praying. My prayers were answered by a Bed and Breakfast ad in a little town just twenty miles from where our base was going to be set up. I called...

Fairies I

Fairies Daniel checked his traps. A shy boy, he had never really gotten along with his peers. He was too short for basketball, too light for wrestling or football, little hand to eye coordination so baseball was out. What could a kid do? He discovered an interest in insects. They never expected him to hit a glove at 90 feet. They didn't care if he could kick, hit, pitch or anything else. They went about their lives with indifference to anything they didn't need to do. Sometimes he...

Fairies One Enchanted Evening

One enchanted Evening... Dandelion flew alongside the Queen toward the national forest. "It's so beautiful from up here." She sighed. "Yes. But the smog is murder," the Queen replied. They skimmed over a freeway, and entered the depths of the forest. Here, without the taint of man, it was a wonderland Dandelion would have never imagined. The few Fairy he had seen were multiplied fourfold. They danced, and in some places he saw two light merge, pulsing. She asked about the...

Claire s Little Helper

Claire's Little Helper By Emma Smith Sunday, 25 August 2002 Chapter 1 Update I suppose I should start by bringing people up to date with some of the things that have happened to me since last time. To be honest there isn't a great deal to tell but I'll give you the highlights, such as they are. I've had a few more trips out and my sister has been much more responsible on calling on me as her stand in. In fact she hasn't done it to me since last time. She did take me out to...

Laird of the Loch

I was completely worn as I entered the glade to bathe in the loch. For the past several weeks I had done nothing but act as an aide to some English general or another as I attempted to ferret out troop movements and other valuable information that might help my own countrymen in this endless and brutal war. When I could slip away, I would quietly enter the Scottish camp and report my findings. Sometimes I was able to stay and rest for a few days among friends before I had to once again don my...

Repairman

After Sam moved into his home on the top floor of an apartment block, he became fascinated with his neighbours. They occupied the far end unit and he lived next door to them. The six units on each floor were mirror images of one another and Sam, therefore, shared an adjoining bedroom wall with Tex and Gail. They had a very noisy sex life and Sam would frequently hear them cavorting after two a.m.Gail worked at a nightclub from six p.m. till two a.m., and after being collected by Tex after her...

Fairies III A day in the life Mediterranean

The problem with lawyers... The man leaped at the Coach as he stepped from his car. Having spent several years as a Marine before he became a coach. what happened next was a foregone conclusion. He grabbed, slammed the man face first into his SUV (Wincing at the dent his face left) and set his foot on the man's back. "What the hell are you doing?" He snarled. "Coach Henderson I am serving you with a subpoena!" the man said. Of course with a broken nose and other injuries from his...

Claire s Journey into Submission and Torment

Claire's journey into submission and tormentClaire was a simple girl, attractive and ambitious. Little could she guess on that first day at work that it would lead to pain and suffering beyond her wildest imaginings.Part one - first dayThis was it - this was the day! Finally she was going to be her own boss - a real job, her own flat and freedom at last. When Jarvis and Co had offered Claire the job she could hardly beleive it, but now here she was, getting ready for her first day. OK the...

Claire s Sweet 16 Poo PartyPart 3 School

The next Monday morning Claire Bishop awoke and was given a yummy breakfast of poo on toast and a poo smoothie, which she then repaid by flavouring her mothers morning coffee. Her mother then dropped her off at school still smelling faintly of the weekends activities, as did her friends who were all delighted to see her and thanked her for such a great party. They all had tales of how much more dirty fun they had with their mothers the rest of the weekend, those with sisters had also got them...

Dairy Farm

"Dairy"A femcan story by dmbThe following fictional story is intended only for mature adults. All characters are over 18.He was surprised the job interview was in a wine bar. 'Medical Research Subject' doesn't usually involve meeting in a secluded romantic restaurant, but the miserable job market left Daryl no choice. After several weeks of online questionnaires and background checks, plus medical checks at a clinic, he had been approved for the final phase in the interview for a vague research...

Dairy Farm

"Dairy"A femcan story by dmbThe following fictional story is intended only for mature adults. All characters are over 18.He was surprised the job interview was in a wine bar. 'Medical Research Subject' doesn't usually involve meeting in a secluded romantic restaurant, but the miserable job market left Daryl no choice. After several weeks of online questionnaires and background checks, plus medical checks at a clinic, he had been approved for the final phase in the interview for a vague research...

Dairy Of My Sister

Now coming to the matter.. My family is simple middle class contains 4 members.. Me, my sister Divya.. Mom, dad.. They both are private employees.. We don’t have any complaints and problems, happy life.. And I’m studying b.Tech.. 21yrs.. My sis is accountant in bank.. 23yr.. As usual in my house also two bed rooms, one for mom n dad.. Another one for us.. We both r very close to each other.. We share lot of things n personals too.. If i want money.. Asks her.. She would give her bank atm card.....

AIRTIGHT

Alan responded to our ad and he really appealed to us. One thing led to another. When he wanted to bring his older cousin with him when we met, we were so hot to party with him we decided to live dangerously and agreed. So, I had seen my wife naked with other men before. I had seen her sit on other men's laps before, too. She likes facing me when she sits on other men's laps like that. She wants me to see it all when she lowers herself down on another man's hard cock. She likes how hot it makes...

Fairytale of Christmas

To the tune of "Fairytale of New York" by Shane MacGowan and Jem Finer This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Fairytale of Christmas By Pretzelgirl It was Christmas Eve, again In the closet I finished donning my gay apparel And then I poured a drink My memories erase I strung some mistletoe Tear trickles down my face God, I'm the lucky one I've been the favorite son I've kept it hidden I've been the golden boy The toll has...

Claire s Secret

"Are you getting this?" Claire shouted from the top of the rickety abandoned platform. "Claire, trust me, I'm recording your every step." "OK, just keep it aimed at me, and don't stop, no matter what happens." "All right, all right, but be careful up there." "Geez, Zach, sometimes you sound just like my dad. Just do what I ask, OK?" Zach zoomed in on Claire as she stood on the dilapidated walkway. He was expecting her to drop something onto the sun-harded Texas soil below, but...

Claire s Sweet 16 Poo PartyPart 4 Going Public

It was Friday night in The Bishop household as Claire lay across her mothers lap, with her bare bottom facing up towards her mother, she wore only the short pink cotton sweater her mother had bought her and a pair of cute pink socks. Her mother lovingly stroked her backside as she let out a loud sloppy extended fart, right into her mothers face. "Wow honey that was really lovely", said Sarah's mum as they both breathed in deeply the aroma that came from her bottom. This was common...

Wheelchair bound babe gets pleasure where she cou

They say when a woman gets passed fifty, she becomes invisible, at one time she may have turned many heads or stopped conversations when she entered a room, but now she goes unnoticed.As Audrey came into the function room you would have thought the slim attractive brunette would have attracted the attention of the men filling the room. But she didn't she was also was transparent to them and she was only twenty eight.If she had walked into the bar a plethora of men would of rushed to buy her a...

Faire Trade

Once upon a time, Jack had been a normal guy, like you or me. Well. Maybe a little more perverse than most. There was always so many beautiful ladies around, and he just wanted to touch them. One day, he woke up different, changed. There was no magic fairy, no voice of god, just the knowledge in his head that he could do as he wished, to anyone he wished. It was there firm in his head, as he got dressed in a simple black sleeveless shirt, with a v-neck and ties, a red vest, and a plain black...

Billionaire and the SisterhoodChapter 3 Groveling Leads To Sister rsquo s Involvement

Mark I was shocked and felt like my gut had been ripped apart. Worse, I knew it was my own damned fault. I showed up with a corsage in my hand to pick up Elsa, and instead I found the dress I’d bought for her, plus all the accessories, and a caustic note on the front door. Further, the bouquet of flowers I’d sent her the day before lay on her doormat, obviously stomped on by her comings and goings. I got the message. She was royally pissed. Elsa had apparently discovered who I really was....

Billionaire Valley It s Bitches

It was a cool day in June. Peggy was doing the morning dishes. Looking out of the wondow. She saw Betty her next door neighbor. Getting her news paper from her mail box. She thought to herself, how lovely Betty always look. Even on this cool morning she look gorgeous. As she clench her robe tightly, around her firm twenty nine year old body. She is such a nice person to be around. Not like that husband of hers. Tim is such a snake in the grass. He's always trying to fuck someone. I would think...

Claire

Todd even surprised himself, but yes he had just asked Claire, “Please will you spank me.” Claire and Todd live just a few houses apart in the Suburb, Claire in a house in a quiet road and Todd in a house in a Close opposite, just about 50 yards apart. They had been friends since he was ten and she was twelve, and when older were never boyfriend and girlfriend in that sense but a boy and girl who were firm friends. Todd had several male friends but no other girls as friend’s and was reserved...

Claire Kent Alias Super Sister The Boy from Gotham

CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE BOY FROM GOTHAM by BobH (c) 2011 All characters herein are the property of DC Comics. This story is a sequel to the following tales, which are also available here on fictionmania: 1/ CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE BEGINNING 2/ CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE RETURN OF SUPERBOY *********************** Prologue: The small, blue and red rocketcraft arced through the cold, lifeless void between the stars, its tiny infant...

Claire helps Paul increase his wages part 2

Claire eased herself off the bed and stumbled across to the wardrobe, opening the door and taking out one of her dressing gowns. It was made of silk, covered with a bright multi-coloured pattern and once on, fell to half way down her arse. Even when she tied it around her body, it was too short to conceal her swollen wet pussy and bottom but Claire was too turned on to care. The biggest surprise to Paul was that his wife had decided to put anything on at all. The strength had been drained from...

Claire Chapter 2

Introduction: Sam Meets Claire DISCLAIMER: The following story is a work of COMPLETE FICTION. Any likeness to individuals or events is unknown and unintended. This story contain descriptions about a sexual relationship between a young girl and a adult man. If you find such subject matter to be offensive, PLEASE STOP READING NOW !!!!! It is not my intent to offend you. This story is a continuation of Claire Chapter 1 and there are numerous references to that first story. I would encourage you...

Claire Kent Alias Super Sister The Return of Superboy

When a vengeful woman turned the teenage Clark Kent aka Superboy into Claire Kent aka Super-Sister, that was the last anyone ever saw of Clark, or so Supergirl believed. So why, when she travels back in time from a period when her now adult cousin is the world-famous Superwoman, does she find a Smallville in which Superboy is back, and Claire Kent is one of the town's bad girls? CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE RETURN OF SUPERBOY by BobH (c) 2006 All characters herein...

Claire Kent Alias Super Sister The Beginning

CLAIRE KENT, ALIAS SUPER-SISTER: THE BEGINNING by BobH (c) 2006 All characters herein are the property of DC Comics. (Note: Though it last saw print over 40 years ago, the Superboy story "Claire Kent, Alias Super-Sister!" is still fondly remembered by many fans of TG fiction. The original was a mere 9 pages long so, understandably, the story was pretty compressed. In recent years, there's been a move in comics towards what has become known as 'decompressed' storytelling,...

Claire s First Time Penetration

Claire was your typical high school student. Except, she was one year older than the other students in her class after transferring schools this year. She was nineteen and managed to make a few friends and went to some of the parties now and then. She was the quiet type, but knew what she liked, enjoyed trying new things and was very open minded. She was a bit adventurous at times but far from being to the point where she made a spectacle of herself. She often thought about full blown sex and...

Claire Chapter 3

Introduction: Sam Meets Claire Again The following is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons or events is unknown and unintended. This story does contain descriptions of a sexual relationship between an adult male and an underage girl. If you find such subject matter to be offensive, PLEASE STOP READING NOW!!! It is not my intent to offend you. This story is a continuation of Claire Chapters 1 & 2. I would encourage you to read those chapters first if possible to bring all the...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 1

Flicking through the documents before me, there was no doubt. The invoiceswhich suppliers denied issuing, the cash transfers to an offshore account, the amendments to the company's financial ledger, it was clear that someone was perpetrating a fraud on the company. Tens of thousands of pounds, maybe more, had gone missing. As CEO, it was my responsibility to make sure that the fraud stopped and that the person responsible be brought to account for their behaviour.The simplest thing to do would...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 3

I took a towel from the side of the sink and began to roughly dry off Claire's face and hair. I didn't want the dirty little a****l getting the carpets of my host's house all wet after all, did I? Claire struggled and squealed as I dried her off but soon her face was clean and dry and she was ready for more fun.Finally, I pulled the dog tail out of her ass. Claire moaned as it popped out. I took the tail and put it to one sideI ordered Claire onto her hands and knees once more and made her...

claire and abby

Claire and Abby were good friends of mine. In our fifth year at school we would spend a lot of time hanging out between exams and study periods. Sometimes it would just be me and Claire, Abby and I were friends but she was always a little shy and didn’t really spend time with me if Claire wasn’t around. That suited me fine though, Claire was fun to be with and when we were on our own we usually ended up exploring each other. We were never boyfriend and girlfriend but we had this kind of...

Claire and the Clay Cuffs

Introduction: Claire the model decided to take a risky painting job…but its okay, the cuffs are just made out of clay…right? Times up, ladies and gentlemen. Pencils down. Claire sighed, finally relaxing out of the position shed been in all class, drawing a pale blue soft robe around her as the art class around her began murmuring quietly. She looked away from the drawings theyd done of her, shed learned to never look at work people modeled after her. It made her feel weird to see the way they...

Claire helps Paul increase his wages part 1

Claire had been married to her husband, Paul, for seven years. She was very pretty, about 5’2, with short blonde hair and blue eyes. She was built solidly, without being overweight, had C cup boobs, gorgeous legs and a shaved pussy. Her sex life with Paul was far from normal. Sex had become a little risqué and rarely took place in the bedroom. That morning, she had woken up and masturbated, which had become her normal start to a day and went downstairs naked. She noticed the window cleaner was...

Claire and the Clay Cuffs

Claire sighed, finally relaxing out of the position she’d been in all class, drawing a pale blue soft robe around her as the art class around her began murmuring quietly. She looked away from the drawings they’d done of her; she’d learned to never look at work people modeled after her. It made her feel weird to see the way they had drawn her. Everyone had a different drawing style. Goosebumps rose on her bare thighs and she rubbed her hands up her biceps. Why would they keep an art room so...

Claire a Horny Morning

My friend Claire had been married to her husband Paul for seven years. I thought she was very pretty; 5’2, short blonde hair, blue eyes, solidly built without being overweight, with C cup boobs, gorgeous legs and a shaved pussy. For some time, she’d been telling me that a normal sex life between her and Paul had ended. Any sex that did take place had become a little risqué and rarely in the bedroom. Not for one instant did she suggest that they didn’t love each other, she merely wished that...

Claire Gets Glasses

Claire gets glasses ? Claire was unsure how she felt about her new glasses. ? On one hand they were very cute, having been both the most expensive pair at the store. And they did look good on her- she was one of those people who looked good either with or without glasses- same went for hats, but these days who actually wears hats anymore. ? But on the other hand, it was a sign that she was getting older and they were a pain to always remember to have with her.? Not that she needed them always,...

Claire two

from one [She sat back on the sofa and opened her legs, exposing her womanhood. I knelt between her thighs and gently eased my cock into her vagina. I pushed ever so slowly. She was breathing fast. I moved in and out and then had to pull out and I stroked myself and came globs of cum onto her tummy. “Why did you stop Sam?” She said, looking hurt. “I don’t want to get you pregnant. “Oh!” Claire said, almost crying. She sat up and hugged me. “I won’t get pregnant I’m on the pill; have been for a...

Claire needed Sex

About the time the step-sister was giving my hero head, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I jumped, startled by the interruption, then closed the lid of my laptop before snarling "Who is it?" I was irritated that someone had interrupted my self-indulgence. I was naked under the blanket and my boner was aching from the pressure of built-up lust. The door opened a few inches and my little sister Claire stuck her head in and asked "What are you grouching about." "You’re bothering me. Go...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 6

The women began to move towards the table and surround her. They swarmed around her - there were too many to count, but maybe twenty, maybe thirty. All of them were smartly dressed in their party attire, some of them wearing cocktail dresses, some more formal wear. There were beautiful young blondes, statuesque black women, raven haired beauties aged between 18 and their mid forties. Claire moved her head to look at these women - women who she had once been like: executives, doctors, lawyers,...

Claire naissance d rsquo une domina fiction part 7

Bonjour à tous, Pour des raisons professionnelles, je passe une nuit par semaine, 1 fois par mois chez ma belle-sœurAprès quelques séjours, elle me domine maintenant complètement, elle est ma princesse et je lui dois donc une obéissance absolue.Elle reçoit l’aide et les conseils de Clélia, sa meilleure amie dont le petit copain, Marc, est un hardeurClaire, Clélia et Marc se sont retrouvés après que Claire m’ai sodomisé dans sa chambre.Claire avait besoin d’en parler avec des personnes de...

Prairie Schooner Days

Early Spring... The twilight and evening shadows were falling fast. It'll be dark soon, the man thought, as he watched his wife and little daughter wandering through the large patch of colorful wild flowers that grew in beautiful profusion just outside their garden gate. This was his favorite time of the evening—just before dark, when the daylight slowly faded into the comforting evening shadows. Twilight has got to be the most beautiful time of the day, he thought. So peaceful... A few...

Claire rsquo s day of orgasm denial

Claire was sitting at a table in the back of the coffee shop when I arrived. We’d been meeting off and on since we both met at a swingers club. Claire was single and enjoyed the no strings fun of playing with myself and my husband Phil.She smiled widely as I approached, her brown eyes lighting up. I pecked her cheek and sat across from her, brushing my soft summer dress as I sat. We made small talk as we drank our coffee. I slipped the sandals off my feet under the table and was able to raise...

Claire pass the parcel

A few years ago I met a lady online, a fair bit older than myself but became very good friends and now meet on a regular basis. The better we got to know each other the more she told me about things that had happened to her while she was married, eventually asking me to write about her experiences. Her name was Claire, thirty five years old, with medium length blonde hair, blue eyes and five feet three inches tall. She was solidly built, without being fat, doing a lot of horse riding when...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 2

Looking down at Claire, kneeling naked in front of me, a throng of men and women joking and laughing at her predicament, I wondered just exactly what she was feeling. Shame and humiliation - most definitely. Regret that she had ever tried to steal from the company - certainly. But I sensed that, even though she would probably never admit it to herself, there was a frisson of sexual excitement at being treated like this bubbling away inside her. Deep down, I just knew that underneath all that...

Claire 1 the seduction

Claire finished the breakfast dishes and was on her way out the door from her upscale suburban home and into the big four wheel drive Ford Explorer. Gliding smoothly into traffic, she thought that lately shopping seemed to be her only outlet. Her husband Frank was away on business at least three nights a week, and usually more. Not to be complaining, Frank is a wonderful provider and father for her and the twins, but it seemed like they hardly ever saw each other, let alone spending any...

claire part 1

As she pulled into the mall parking garage, Claire's thoughts turned to the ad she had seen in the local newspaper--OPENING FRIDAY!!! BOUDOIR LINGERIE!!! Claire had been taken by the ad immediately, and she really could use some new bras and panties. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated...

Claire No 1

As she pulled into the mall parking garage, Claire's thoughts turned to the ad she had seen in the local newspaper--OPENING FRIDAY!!! BOUDOIR LINGERIE!!! Claire had been taken by the ad immediately, and she really could use some new bras and panties. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated...

Claire 1 The Seduction

As she pulled into the mall parking garage, Claire's thoughts turned to the ad she had seen in the local newspaper--OPENING FRIDAY!!! BOUDOIR LINGERIE!!! Claire had been taken by the ad immediately, and she really could use some new bras and panties. Even though she and Frank had been married for eight years Claire had managed to stay in good shape, and for a thirty three year old she still could turn a man's head, and the only real change in her body was her chest size. When she graduated...

Claire s confidence

It was a wonderful summer fling, Claire and I had met on a summer camp where we were both working. We had real sexual chemistry and we would take every opportunity we could to get some alone time but that wasn't easy at a busy summer camp. So when the summer came to an end and Claire invited me to help her house sit her parents house I jumped at the chance even if it did mean a 3 hour car ride with Claire's friend Angela.Now don't get me wrong, there was nothing wrong with Angela as a person...

Air tight

Hi, I'm Gina and my husband is called Jim, thought I would share a fantastic night we had last night, mainly because it is the fisrt time I've been full of cock, and it's fair to say I loved it!.I arrived home from work on Friday night at 6pm to find that Jim was home early, not expected, but nice to see him as he had been sending filthy texts all day, and I had been getting wet at my desk just thinking about him fucking me when he got in. Unfortunately Jim wasn't playing, and told me to get...

Claire s Eyes Ch 02

Pierre gently laid her onto the bedroll, carefully tearing at her garments to find the wound. He removed her tattered dress, leaving only the petticoats. He chided himself for looking at her breasts. He was attending to her life, not sating his desire! He gently turned her on her side, looking at her lower back. The bullet had gone clean through, and he offered a silent prayer of thanks. If it had been lodged in her stomach, it would have caused further damage. He did not have the tools, or the...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 4

Looking down at Claire, I laughed at how stupid and degraded she looked. "What a dirty fucking whore," I said. "You know, ladies and gentlemen, I think she's more like a pig than a dog or a cat, don't you?" The audience standing around watching Claire's continuing abasement laughed and nodded their agreement."Yeah", chortled a guy wearing a dinner jacket, "A dirty fucking cum pig. That's what she is. What are you, whore?""A c…cump…ig, sir," mumbled Claire, blushing with shame.Christina pushed...

Claire

Claire and Mike had been friends ever since their bus rides in the 6th grade. She was a grade below him in school, but he always felt that she was closer to him than anyone his own age. She had blond hair blue eyes and a smile that could make Satan happy. Mike had always had a slight crush on Claire in school, but never said anything because he felt awkward about the age difference. On the bus they talked about everything, and on days when Mike was lucky they talked about girls. He had felt a...

Claire s Mistake From CFO to Piggy Part 5

Looking down on Claire, I thought back on how, over the past hour or so, she had been mistreated and abused and how as a result, this once proud and haughty businesswoman had been turned into a helpless sex slave. She had been pissed on, forced to lick pussy, fucked with a dildo, made to drink a bowl of cum, and subjected to relentless humiliation and degradation. I regretted in some respect that I hadn't had the opportunity to whip her and spank her, or tie those amazing tits of hers with rope...

Claire Ch 02

After Claire and Rick had made love once more Claire got up because she heard a cat mewing. She went downstairs to open the back door and let it in and stared out into the night. There was only a rather thin layer of snow, the snow dunes she had hoped for had not materialized and the night was cold and clear again. She shook her head. There would be no way the bus wouldn’t come now, and so she could not keep Rick around for some more days. Maybe if she just asked… When she came back in the...

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