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Sea Girls Part Five

Sea Girls. Part Five. It took three weeks for our passports to be received and we were straight round to the American Embassy and they knew that we would be applying and it was Thomas who we had to thank that we didn’t have any problems there. The same day a telegram arrived from home asking me to give them a ring, which I did and dad passed over the message which was the date and time of the plane we were to catch at Heathrow airport. During that last week, we took all that we wouldn’t be...

Dancing Girl Variations on a Theme

DANCING GIRL (Variations on a Transvestite Fantasy) by "C.C." The First Variation... One can only hibernate with a Computer so long. Even a new program gets tiring. You decided you felt like Mediterranean Food that evening. Or maybe it wasn't so much the Food as the exotic Belly Dancer advertised at the Restaurant! You'd been interested in that sort of dancing ever since your trip to Athens,...

Tara under the Banyan Tree

Tara under the Banyan Tree. by Tara Richardson. 1. I boarded the plane still a little flustered. I had just made it, no thanks to the end of term party at Redwood College of Art, my flatmates, the late taxi, and the usual chaos on the M25 motorway. Inside the airport there had been the usual female security guard who I was sure this time was a lesbian. Moving the metal loop across my body to the hem of my dress, I felt her feathery fingers touch my naked thighs, and my nipples immediate...

The Game show

THE GAME SHOW by BlackStar second edition Watched a TV Game Show recently and found them repetitive and insipid. Where the excitement in a contestant answering a question and winning loads of money. However, if she was in jeopardy of sexual abuse, rape even death then if she failed then it might be more stimulating x To reply to certain criticisms about this story as published before, I have removed the offending part and edited and added to the story, I hope you enjoy. Further to add to your...

Slavery in the Saudi Kinkgdom

The challenges in realizing a community?s right to basic health and hygiene according to the standards of developed nations no Warning: I do not advocate this behavior, its just for fantasy and is not safe or sane. Also, this story contains anti-Semitism and doesn?t portray Arabs in the best light either.? If you are politically sensitive, this will offend you, so don?t read it if you are easily ticked off by that type of thing! Hasan sat bored at an expensive caf? in London and g...

The Toymaker

Oleg didn’t look much like an entrepreneur. He wore a rather shabby white doctors coat with a screwdriver in the top pocket. His thick rimmed glasses perched on the end of his hooked nose. He just quietly and efficiently went about his business of making specialist sex toys. While other specialists had their designs made in China and made about £1 profit per unit Oleg did almost the whole production process in house and sold them direct to his customers. Specialist designs unavailable...

Oleg s Exploding Butt plugs for a really big bang

Oleg didn’t look much like a successful businessman or a pervert who took sadistic pleasure from other’s pain. either. He was in fact both. He wore a rather shabby white doctors coat with a screwdriver in the top pocket. His thick rimmed glasses perched on the end of his hooked nose. He just quietly and efficiently went about his business of making specialist sex toys. Specialist designs not available elsewhere. Dildoes and Butt plugs for amateur smugglers. False breasts and Crack filled...

Three Pieces of SilverChapter 5

O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, put to second rout, Came furious down to be revenged on men, Woe to the inhabitants on earth! - Paradise Lost by poet John Milton In the forest outside of El Toro, rest the remains of a B-1B Lancer long range bomber where it had fallen from the sky long ago. The plane is scattered in many pieces, its wings torn asunder, but for the most part the fuselage sits intact, except...

Dun and Dusted Part II Book 7 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 4 A Line in the Sand

“The British Museum Expedition to Egypt is finally on site, on the east bank of Lake Timsah and opposite the settlement of Timsah. Where do you intend to start your first investigative excavation, Professor?” Crudwright gave me a world-weary look. “We do not just dig willy-nilly on arrival at our intended site of operations, Sir Elijah. First, I must have a detailed topographical map made of the area. All and any anomalies in the terrain must be investigated, and trenches dug in those areas...

Dark TownChapter 7

Nessie Carter was sat down on her sofa with her legs crouched, eating a bowl of ice cream. She was eating vanilla ice cream, the leading ice cream in America. She was sat down in front of her television, watching a rerun of an episode from the final season of Sex and the City. She still had the same clothes on when she was talking to her Arab neighbor. Every time she thought about her argument today with Noor she told herself that she should be glad that this girl's parents were gone and...

Dark TownChapter 8

MONDAY NIGHT AT AISHA'S Aisha had just gotten back home. It was already 7 PM. "Sorry mom I'm late," Aisha cried to her mother. Mrs Aziz showed up from the kitchen, wearing her kitchen apron and her headscarf. "Aisha sweety. I made you dinner but tonight I am going to go at a friend's house. In fact you are going to have to manage without me for a couple of days!!" Mrs Aziz told Aisha in a calm caring tone. "So what time are you leaving mom?" asked Aisha. "In about fifteen...

The Devil s Playground 1

By Randy MacAnus Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved By The Author ------------------------------------- The owner of the Harley dealership couldn't believe his luck. While he was perfectly happy selling Harleys to rich middle aged executives who wanted to play biker, it was a rare thing to see a hot little 18 year old walk in with a serious intent to buy. He figured if he played his cards right, he'd have both the commission and that tight little ass, despite the kid clearly being rich...

African American in Ottawa

People are always surprising me with the shit they do, man. My name is Christopher Spence. I’m a big and tall young Black man living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The most politely racist town in the world. The Capital of Canada. What possessed me to leave my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, to come here? I honestly don’t know. Oh, yeah. I do know. My parents, friends and a whole lot of people got fed up with me in New England and I skipped town because, um, I didn’t want to...

Living On A Prayer

Sometimes, I feel like there aren’t enough hours in the day, man. I work forty-hour weeks and try my best to pay my 300-dollar-a-month rent ( it’s a shared apartment ) and school fees, but it’s not enough. I owe Carleton University well over a thousand dollars, and I doubt they’ll give me till May to pay it. We’re on the last day of January 2013 as I type this here tale. It’s an unusually warm day in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I’m just a guy trying to get by. The name is Stephen...

Sands of the Sahara

Note: Like most stories that I write, there a few pages of build up, before you get to the juicy parts, but I assure you, they do cum. .......................................................... My horse was exhausted, I knew it was not likely to carry me very much further. Tiredly I dismounted. I took my one remaining water bottle, gave the horse a handful and let a few drops dribble between my lips. I had been left with little choice but to take to the dunes even though I knew a horse...

A Beautiful Black Wedding

My friends call me E.T. but my real name is Eric Theodore Jr. A six-foot-two, lean and ruggedly handsome young Black man living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the city of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, but raised in Boston, Massachusetts. Later, I moved to Canada. Recently, I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in Criminology from Carleton University. Also known as Canada’s Capital University. Graduation Day was one of the happiest days of my life. However, it pales compared to...

The Republic Of Fear

Note to reader: This story follows the fortunes of Roya Ismailov, whose father Hossein Ismailov, is the absolute dictator of the Republic of Azerbaijan. Roya is his eldest and most feared daughter with an appetite for violence and sex. She’s a businesswoman, criminal, fashion model, singer and holds the office for oil and gas within the government. She holds rank within military intelligence and is privy to state secrets and has ambitions of succeeding her father upon his demise. Beautiful,...

Phileas Fogg A Memoir Pt 19

The distance between Suez and Aden is precisely thirteen hundred and ten miles, and the regulations of the company allow the steamers one hundred and thirty-eight hours in which to traverse it. The Mongolia, thanks to the vigorous exertions of the engineer, seemed likely, so rapid was her speed, to reach her destination considerably within that time. The greater part of the passengers from Brindisi were bound for India, some for Bombay, others for Calcutta by way of Bombay, the nearest route...

Isabella Awakening Ch 07

Chapter Seven In which Isabella learns some more history and makes new friends For the first time in her life, Isabella awoke with a man’s arms around her and a hard cock between the mounds of her ass. She was in heaven. Thomas’s regular deep breathing told her he was still sleeping, but his cock was engorged and pulsing slowly and he occasionally moved his hips to seek purchase. Isabella lay like that for some time as the dawn shed pale light through the room. She considered slipping him...

419

A VERY STRONG ADULT story of Female Domination... Not for the squeamish! This work is copyright © Miss Irene Clearmont 2012 .419. Preface by Irene. The following is a genuine E-Mail (the first E Mail of the story, anyway...) of the Nigerian 419 variety. They are ‘phishing’ for your money. Of course they could be fishing... What if it was not money that they were after? What if they wanted you? Yes, you... all of you... What if they wanted your body, your...

Melissa does UAE

My name is Melissa from the Philippines , lately I’ve been reading stories from this site ( xnxx.com ) after been introduce to it by a friend who is been a fan of one of the story sender ( Louise , also a Filipina ) , after reading most of her stories ( they’re hot ) , I was encourage to do the same, to share my encounters such as hers . I felt hot myself whenever I would read her ( Louise ) stories and wonder what would other people would felt if ever they read...

A SLAVE S LIFE

A SLAVE’S LIFE There was something wrong when I woke up. I usually snap awake and go from deep sl**p to full consciousness without any intervening period. I know a lot of young guys like me like to just lie there and would stay in bed all day, but I’m a morning person, I’m wide awake, and ready to go. There was something else different, too – I didn’t have my usual morning hard-on. When I say that I don’t lie there like a lot of guys my age, that isn’t quite true – the first thing I have to...

Sultana Chapter 10

MedihaHer consciousness returned, and she knew that someone had pulled her out of the water. She could still hear the sounds of a scuffle and she opened her eyes and looked in its direction.It was a Hellenic boy dressed in commoner’s dirty linen clothes, and he was soaked from head to toe. He was wrestling the assassin the best he could, but the assassin was gaining. The boy’s back was arched back, while the assassin was pushing him back against his shoulders and his hips simultaneously, in an...

Refugees Get Lucky

I might continue this storyFrida – immigration & human rights lawyer 34yrs old Swedish blond very fitAnna – Social worker and Swedish language teacher, 22 yrs oldAssaad 50 Egyptian/Swede custodian of center, an ex immigrant granted Swedish nationality and employed by immigration ministry. Mohammed 45 strong Moroccan – de facto leader of refugees with cruel streakAhmed 50 fat SyrianZair 25 fit LibyanAmilka 25 fit LibyanAbshir 15 Somalian cousin Asad 14 Somalian cousin6 asylum seekers,...

A SLAVE S LIFE

A SLAVE'S LIFEThere was something wrong when I woke up. I usually snap awake andgo from deep sleep to full consciousness without any interveningperiod. I know a lot of young guys like me like to just lie thereand would stay in bed all day, but I'm a morning person, I'm wideawake, and ready to go. There was something else different, too - Ididn't have my usual morning hard-on.When I say that I don't lie there like a lot of guys my age, thatisn't quite true - the first thing I have to do is get...

A SLAVE S LIFE

A SLAVE'S LIFE.There was something wrong when I woke up. I usually snap awake andgo from deep sleep to full consciousness without any interveningperiod. I know a lot of young guys like me like to just lie thereand would stay in bed all day, but I'm a morning person, I'm wideawake, and ready to go. There was something else different, too - Ididn't have my usual morning hard-on.When I say that I don't lie there like a lot of guys my age, thatisn't quite true - the first thing I have to do is get...

A nice lunch with a palestinian man

I guess most of you readers might Think that the stories I write are fake and not true at all but all of them are actually true. I do have a thing for middle Eastern med and they certainly have a thing for me even if I look very masculine but I´m slim and slender and maybe that´s why. There is a man who Always seems to be on the bus to the shopping center at the same time as I´m going there so after a few years we sort of become friendly with eachother even though he looks a bit rough and...

Theatrical 25

Theatrical…….25The table had been fairly quiet up till then and afterwards the conversation started, most of it was about energy matters and from ear wigging some of the conversation’s I gathered that Gerald had been given a standing ovation for his talk that afternoon, no wonder the company wanted to award him, then I began to panic, what was I supposed to do if he was called to accept this award, should I go with him, should I remain seated, what?, I couldn’t ask him, it was all meant to be a...

The Pool of the Truest Reflection

This is a stand alone story involving the Black Djinn, although you do get to see how he works. TALES OF DJINNAR: The Pool of Truest Reflection by Raven John sat in the bar with his close friend, Aleem. The setting was early Friday evening, nearly seven o'clock, and the place was filled with young professional women celebrating the onset of another weekend. Aleem noted his perpetually brooding buddy, and reminded him in his faint Arabic accent, "John? This is called Happy...

Fuck My Arabian Slut Wife Chapter IV Nescafe Fucked By Arabian Massive Cocks

Chapter IV Nescafe Fucked By Arabian Massive Cocks. (MF, BWC, ARABIAN MASSIVE COCKS, WAD, DP, BJ, ANAL, WIFE, CUCKOLD) My name is Aziz; I am a 45 years old businessman from Casablanca. My wife Nescafe (that’s her nickname), is 15 years younger than me. She is a very tall (almost 6’) and very sexy babe with the most perfect body you could ever imagine! She‘s got the most perfect boobs, a small waist, large sexy hips, and the biggest booty in town. With the purest and silkiest skin ever, light...

Crossdresser to Fuckable Mannequin

I have been contacted to join the cross dressers pop mannequin society. Ok I have dressed for years but never been involved I such a thing. The day arrived and I was apprehensive but awoke with an unusual great hard on. After coffee I shave all over and greased my pussy. A 9 inch dildo opened me up. Slipping into my silk G-string, and matching bra I felt good. Applying glue to my chest I quickly poisoned my size D breasts in place and pulled my lovely Victoria's secret bra over them to...

A Night in Riyadh

TITLE: ‘A Night in Riyadh’ AUTHOR: TychoChapter 1Ms. Cook, wearing a black garter belt, black stockings, and black five-inch high-heel shoes, was led onto the stage by two muscular young Saudi Arabian men. Her enormous breasts, size 38DD, were bare and exposed except for a pair of silver clamps that had been attached to each of her nipples. The fact was her enormous breasts were the reason this forty-two year old attorney had been targeted and then kidnapped off the streets of Riyadh in the...

419

.419.A VERY STRONG ADULT story of Female Domination... Not for the squeamish!This work is copyright ? Miss Irene Clearmont 2012 .419.Preface by Irene.The following is a genuine E-Mail (the first E Mail of the story, anyway...) of the Nigerian 419 variety. They are ?phishing? for your money. Of course they could be fishing...What if it was not money that they were after? What if they wanted you? Yes, you... all of you...What if they wanted your body, your soul, your service and your cringing...

Changing Places

Changing Places by Caroline J. Bradley Chris Chris Markham closed the door having waved his wife goodbye. She was off on a two-week business trip to the USA and the taxi had called at their house in West London to take her to Heathrow Airport. Her work as an investment banker in the City of London was taking more and more of her time and meant that she was away from home often, a dedication to work that had grown exponentially after she had learned that her painful periods were...

Plane Seduction

Alice carefully folded her lightweight clothes into her Luis Vutton suitcases. She would take two she had decided. She was only going to be away from the boarding school for two weeks. She carefully packed the rare crystal, and Belgian lace she had acquired that would fit in so well in her family home. Some of which could be used in the gift shop as the items were rare in her Tanzania, which doubled as an exclusive resort for the rich and famous. Her thoughts were on home. She had not been...

Dutch Global Supremacy

The Beginning In 2010 Geert Wilders, leader of the anti-immigration far-right party, won the election to become the Prime Minister of the Netherlands. In the Muslim world, people were protesting at the streets at what they perceive to be anti-Islamic sentiments that had been coming out from Europe over the last decade. Riots between white nationalists and Muslim youths had erupted all over Europe. Entire capitals and cities had been closed down by the police forces. Muammar Gaddafi of Libya...

Peabody s Improbable History

"Peabody here (dog genius), and this is my boy Sherman. Say hello, Sherman." "Hello," said Sherman. "Where and when are we going today, Mr. Peabody?" "Set the Wayback Machine for Cairo, Egypt and the year 1916, Sherman. We're off to visit Lt. T. E. Lawrence of the British Royal Army." Sherman adjusted the controls and we stepped into the Wayback Machine (my own invention, by the way) and in less time than it takes to tell it we were standing outside Lieutenant Lawrence's personal...

ProeliatorChapter 7

I spoke to BamshAd, "He does not want to listen to me. Let's go get the rest of the Romans. Maybe the cat that attacked us has a mate nearby." "The cat would get sick." I felt good because he had made a joke in a way. BamshAd and I walked around, with me speaking Latin and we took out the remainder of the Romans. The pickets were more difficult because we were not supposed to go near them. They warned the rest of an attack but nobody was awake to hear about it. There were no deaths...

One Month of Chuck Steve an Alternative ScenarioChapter 22

CHUCK – DAY 15 – Monday - Seattle and the North Cascades National Park Last night, Lisa and I were having a last beer in the nearby bar when to our surprise, our old friend and Senior Deputy Marshal colleague, Sam Nightfox walked in. His face was gray and drawn, and he didn't say anything until he'd swallowed half the long neck I put in front of him. "I hoped I'd find the two of you here," he remarked. "Why?" Lisa asked. "Someone is killing Deputies," he replied. "I'm up here...

Between WorldsChapter 12

60 miles North of Baghdad Al Qaeda Safe House earlier that evening The air was blue with the Turkish cigarette smoke. Three women were assigned to provide refreshments to the seven men. They were dressed completely in loose black robes, which left only their hands and eyes exposed. The women circled the table filling the small cups with the strong coffee preferred in this part of Iraq. The men sat around the heavy conference table dressed in casual western clothes. Two Frenchmen opened a...

The GovernorChapter 16 The Arabian Doctor

There was a ceiling, long, white, narrow, and far away; with bright florescent lights. Cecily looked at it. "Where am I?" she mumbled. She was light, floozy, swimming in a bath of warm air and her body was lead. She forced her eyes to open, made them, looked round, but it was hard and it took effort. Every movement was sapping her energy. "What have you done? Where have you brought me?" "You're at the barracks, Cecily," replied an echoey male voice. "We need to talk, but there's...

This Is Your Carstairs SpeakingChapter 11 Game Check Point

I’ve never been one to make much of a fuss over cars. I mean, I enjoy comfy seats and power steering as much as anyone and it has been said I’m a tiny bit obsessive over vehicular cleanliness, but by and large I am not very interested in the roar of an engine or how many horse power it has. So it was odd I found myself so completely enthralled by this Aston Martin Vanquish. Not just the paint job, which was a deep, dark, shiny, sparkly, magnificent blue, but the stitching on the seats, the...

ShawnChapter 21

After the meal we went into a room downstairs and had my talk. He learned both the good and the bad of what I thought of him. I could accuse him of being stupid but he did not have the same type of mind that I did. He was feeling his way and stumbled many times. He wanted whites out of his country and out of Africa too. I had to play the devil's advocate and explain how whites were needed. It was late and we had not finished. I was given a room and a chance to talk tomorrow. When the house...

Dun and Dusted Part 3 Book 7 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 9 In the footsteps of Kali

Next morning at 9.30 a.m Huck’s groom Akram arrived with the gig. He deposited Mimi at Mattencherry Palace, where she was met by two elegant young Indian females dressed in brightly coloured saris. Akram then drove me into Cochin where we visited a score of temples, the majority dedicated to either Vishnu, Shiva, Khrisna, or the elephant-headed god Ganesh. At each venue, I would show a Temple priest or Guardian the sketch of the Ankh, and Akram would ask if such a design decorated their...

Dun and Dusted Part 3 Book 7 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 10 The Resident Advisor

Huck Dolihaye had been correct; there was little at Vadanappally other than the road to Thrissur. The village of Vadanappally was not on the coast but was situated on a lagoon, reached via an inlet from the Indian Ocean. I assumed this lagoon was formed at the same time as those around Cochin, and by the same cyclone. I had been given a letter by Huck to show the senior officer of any Madras European /Native Infantry/Cavalry Regiment I encountered, asking, nay demanding, I be given all the...

Grace the Final ChaptersChapter 6

At exactly 7:30pm Alice arrived and picked me up. I said goodbye to my boys and my dogs and I was on my way. The event had already commenced but I wasn’t due to make my appearance until 9pm to, hopefully, coincide with the first if the forecast four eclipses. It was fifteen minutes later I realized I had traveled this route just days before. Lots of trailer parks, along a railway track and then passing The Dog House that was in darkness. I did’t say anything but expected any moment to be...

Female DelightsChapter 22 Helping

Four nights later, Fatima was escorted to the Emir's bedroom having gone through the whole routine of being bathed, shaven, perfumed, made-up and oiled front and rear, just as she had so often seen other chosen girls being prepared for his, or visitors' beds. As she was being prepared, she thought, 'It's just possible that English Arab bastard has relented and will keep me as one of his women. Wife is too much to expect. Still, he's younger than the last one they tried to make me shag....

A True History Book OneChapter 22

It was still dark when I arrived over Wichita. Things had gone a lot quicker than I’d thought they would, as I didn’t have to destroy that much. That meant when I got home, I had plenty of time to make love to my women. They were all excited, especially Marcia, as she’d never been asleep and witnessed me in action before. Once we were done with the showers after sex, and everyone was cuddling with me, she sleepily asked me, “Why did you speak in English to those people?” “I didn’t, I was...

Black Love Chronicles

There is nothing quite like doing that which makes you happy. My name is Jason Jean-Bernard and I’m a man with two lives. In the eyes of the world, I am a successful Haitian-American lawyer who makes a good living defending corporate fat cats. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. Growing up, I was a nerd who watched Law & Order religiously and did mock trials with like-minded friends rather than play sports or video games. And I pursued my dreams as an adult. I earned my bachelor’s degree in...

Haitian and Male in Canada Ch 06

The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew she was something special. Who am I talking about? This tall young Black woman I saw walking out of this quaint Haitian restaurant near downtown Toronto. She was around five-foot-ten, with long Black hair, medium brown skin and a delightfully curvy body. Hot damn. The gal had a cute face, voluptuous body and a big booty. And she looked really good in a red silk shirt, blue jeans and tennis shoes. I just had to say something to her. My reaction to her...

Black American Males in Canada

I come home after a long day. Home sweet home. Big and empty. Exactly as I like it. I lie down on my king-sized bed, and finally exhale. God, I needed that. It’s not easy being a big and tall Black guy in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People stare at you so much sometimes you wonder if you’re an alien. And it’s not just Caucasians doing the staring. East Asians, North American Indians and Arabs stare at my Black ass too. I thought they were minorities too but go figure. Anyhow, I try...

A Christmas Mystery

Bobbie slowly became aware of the pounding in his head. He felt like he had just been hit in the face by Mike Tyson. With his growing awareness, Bobbie also noticed the pain across his chest and the cold. God, he was cold! Then it hit him, his pickup truck had hit a patch of ice and he had slid headlong over the embankment to land nose down, ass up in a snow drift. The pain in his head was from the airbag deployment. The pain in his chest was from the seat belt, and the cold – well it was only...

Daddy I Whispered 1

"DADDY?" I whispered Stephanie Seduces her Handsome Father THE PAST – JUNE 1994 - PITTSBURGH "Daddy," I whispered as I glided across the moonlit room, stopping only when my trembling knees gently brushed against the silk sheets on his king size bed. "Daddy, are you awake?" I asked again as I leant over my fathers body, purring into his ear, my tongue twitching just an inch away, already eager to lick inside him. No don't, I thought to myself, pulling back even as I felt...

Somali Women Are All That

Allah’s wonders will never cease, and every day I urge all my friends, whether fellow Muslims or our fellow People of the Book, the Christians and Jews, to thank the Most High for His blessings. How else would you explain how, a year ago, I was a cleaner at a business office and now I’m married to the owner’s son? He’s a wonderful man who embraced Islam to be with me. My name is Ayaan Suleiman-Vincent and I’m a Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Thank you for allowing...

A Swallow s Bite Act 02

THE GRANDE BALLROOM. Four bomb disposal experts in body-armor wheel a metal container out the doorway. Police mill about as ambulance attendants heft Rostislav’s body onto a stretcher. ‘See that your superiors file a detailed report on this incident,’ the tight-faced police detective says to Dominika. ‘Yes-sir. Lieutenant General Yezhov will see to it first thing in the morning.’ No sadness, remorse or queasiness sits beneath the slopes of Dominika’s tight belly. She pushes feminine...

The business trip

What a relief, the journey from hell has finally come to an end and you will finally be able to relax in a few minutes when you have checked in to your room. You look at your watch with a mixture of amazement and dismay – 24 hours to get from Aberdeen to Cairo – bloody French Air Traffic Controllers, and British Rail, or whatever they are called these days, and Egyptian immigration! Still here now – the door is opened for you, suitcases disappear with the bell boy and your check-in details are...

I Came Home

Her car was the only one in the garage when the taxi pulled up outside the house. There was no one to greet me, but my cell phone trilled as I got out of the cab."Was that you I heard pulling up?""It was, darling.” I grinned. "Are you still as beautiful as ever?""That's for you to decide. I'm in the back garden.""How do I get there?""You don’t," came a voice from behind me. I turned and saw her smiling at me, a garden fork in one hand and a phone in the other.A second later she was in my arms,...

Daddy Part 1

THE PAST – JUNE 1994 - PITTSBURGH "Daddy," I whispered as I glided across the moonlit room, stopping only when my trembling knees gently brushed against the silk sheets on his king size bed. "Daddy, are you awake?" I asked again as I leant over my fathers body, purring into his ear, my tongue twitching just an inch away, already eager to lick inside him. No don't, I thought to myself, pulling back even as I felt my nipples stiffen and arch toward him. Lifting the soft sheet away from his...

Daddy I whispered

Stephanie Seduces her Handsome FatherTHE PAST – JUNE 1994 - PITTSBURGH"Daddy," I whispered as I glided across the moonlit room, stopping only when my trembling knees gently brushed against the silk sheets on his king size bed."Daddy, are you awake?" I asked again as I leant over my fathers body, purring into his ear, my tongue twitching just an inch away, already eager to lick inside him.No don't, I thought to myself, pulling back even as I felt my nipples stiffen and arch toward him. Lifting...

Wife and daughter forced to pay off husbands debts

Part 4I woke, I could feel hands running up my legs. I liked the sensation. It took me a moment to realise where I was. The masseuse continued, kneaded my bottom. I stretched my neck. It felt as if I was laying on two pillows. Two large pillows. My new tits. My big new, E- cup breasts.We walked to the refreshment lounge, wrapped in big white fluffy toweling robes. Mineral waters in hand, we found two armchairs in a corner. “These take some getting use to,” Cindy said, indicating her two twin...

DADDY I whisper

Stephanie Seduces her Handsome FatherTHE PAST – JUNE 1994 - PITTSBURGH"Daddy," I whispered as I glided across the moonlit room, stopping only when my trembling knees gently brushed against the silk sheets on his king size bed."Daddy, are you awake?" I asked again as I leant over my fathers body, purring into his ear, my tongue twitching just an inch away, already eager to lick inside him.No don't, I thought to myself, pulling back even as I felt my nipples stiffen and arch toward him. Lifting...

Barbaria Act 1 Chapter 7

http://xhamster.com/user/Victor-Bruno/posts/257639.htmlMain NarrativeAn Introduction to SlaveryThe next guard who mounted the distraught, sobbing Flavia, was one of the two arabs, who wnt by the name of Abu. Like Cham before him, he used no finesse but quickly and simply thrust deep into the helpless girl. However, his technique was diferent to Cham's for there were no delaying tactics. At once he began to fuck vigoriously, his belly and flanks slapping loudly against the thrusting bottom.„Give...

Stephanie seduces her handsome father

THE PAST – JUNE 1994 - PITTSBURGH"Daddy," I whispered as I glided across the moonlit room, stopping only when my trembling knees gently brushed against the silk sheets on his king size bed."Daddy, are you awake?" I asked again as I leant over my fathers body, purring into his ear, my tongue twitching just an inch away, already eager to lick inside him.No don't, I thought to myself, pulling back even as I felt my nipples stiffen and arch toward him. Lifting the soft sheet away from his golden...

Jewish princess with an uncut goy

The day hadn't started off particularly greatI had just found out that the bank that I worked for wouldn't be renewing my temporary contract. And so it was that I found myself drinking my sorrows at the pub that evening with Rachel, my (now) ex-colleague. Rachel was a Jewish beauty. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, piercing gren eyes, raven-black hair and noble features. She was on the curvy side, just as I liked my women. She was also demure, tacftful and considerate - she had told me she had a...

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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...

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