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Queen Yavara Chapter 48

YAVARA Torturing Leveria wasn’t pleasing to me; it wasn’t even satisfying. When her shrieks of agony split the air, and she writhed in the perdition of her flesh, there was no joy in me; there wasn’t even a fury like there’d been when I did my work on Adarian. There was only anguish now, and the more Leveria suffered, the more I did as well, but within the depths of my own darkness, in my anguish that danced with her agony, I found some measure of release, and that release gave me a moment of...

Angela and Vonda Ch 04

Poor Angela, upstairs, locked in her new bedroom, alone, trapped, the captive of her vindictive sister-in-law. Vonda had warned her brother about Angela’s lack of maturity, her potential for erratic behavior. Brandon had ignored her warnings. Now it was time to prove that his new wife was as insane as she’d warned. For Vonda, the ability to prove Angela’s instability was going to be easy. With Brandon away so much, and leaving Vonda in charge, she could engineer activities, some might consider...

Minako Opens

Part OneI dodged the cars crossing the avenue, hurried into the University Art Gallery, burst through the doors, and there he was; Tetsuzo, the National Treasure, Master Artist surrounded by dozens of girls and women of all ages. They were hanging on him, flirting, and giggling over him. I was so disturbed and angry that I almost screamed out loud. It was just in the way those girls moved their bodies, their hips swishing, their boobs jiggling in front of his eyes offering themselves to him for...

Soccer Mom

Thank you. Xoxo, the text read. Sean cursed at the prospect of having to endure Michael's various caprices longer than necessary and at his inability to say no—more accurately: to say no to the pair of perky breasts Michael's mother, Sharon, used to keep in either no bra or a sports bra under her tank top. In combination with her yoga pants, this gave an overall picture that had Sean nodding absent-mindedly and stupidly commenting open-mouthed uh-huh's whenever she was talking to him, no...

A Platonic Relationship Chapter 03

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...

An Allegory Moki and Susan

She'd been lazy today, tired of looking at flowers, so barehanded up the sheer breccia tower she'd climbed, just for the fun of it. Its face was a 5.10 non-trad pump, if you can imagine, but up the lithe little botanist had ascended like a leaf in an updraft, not the full seventeen hundred feet, of course, nobody can do that; this skilled young woman had gone up only as far she could, where, luckily, she had happened upon a sunny small rock strewn cwm at about 66 feet, garnished with a lone...

Secret Thrust The Decoy Ch 05 06

Chapter 5 The carriage finally rolled to a halt before the sweeping steps of the viceroy’s palace in Brussels, a vast baroque panoply of pillars and arches peppered at every corner with foliage carved in stone and peeping cherubim. Looking at it, d’Audierne reflected how likely it was that every infantile angel represented a flesh and blood spy peering through some crevice at the unwary visitor. By the time d’Audierne stepped out onto the cobblestones, Annabelle had resumed her persona of the...

Losing Brooklyn

“What happened?” I enquire. “It’s Todd,” she says quietly. “He cheated on me with Amanda.” “That son of a bitch!” I say lividly. “I’m gonna KILL him the next time we meet.” I immediately stop playing video games and hurry towards the garage. I get inside my car and make my way towards Brooklyn’s house. Brooklyn lives four blocks down the the road in our very narrow and secluded neighbourhood. I met Brooklyn 8 years ago, and from my first glance at her I knew that I would never meet a person...

GERALD TAMED

I had returned to the living room after Gerald gave me his decision. I was there for some time wondering what was keeping him. After all, how long could it possibly take him to dress? I was reading when I heard a noise in the hall. I got up and walked to the corner; I threw my hands to my face, unable to stifle my feelings as I exclaimed, “Oh my!” My initial reaction was to yell and ask Gerald what the hell he thought he was doing. Then I saw how he was trembling—shaking in terror—I...

E N T R A N C I N G

When I was 12 I got a job delivering milk to households in an area not too far from my home in the small west coast town that I grew up in. I’d done this job for four years, delivering the milk in plastic sachets six mornings a week, on one evening a week I would go round all the houses on my route and collect the money for the cost of the milk plus delivery. Being the mid-seventies the pay wasn't that great but there was always the chance of a few tips from customers when collecting the...

ADVENTURES OF A MILK BOY The story of a birthday surprise for a 16yr old milk delivery boy

Like every teenage boy I had fantasies about scantily clad ladies opening their door early in the morning just as I was delivering their milk, no such luck, the best I’d get would be the man of the house in his vest and work jeans complaining that I was late and should have delivered his milk earlier so he could have his breakfast before leaving for work, how they thought a 14 yr. old could be bothered to get up at 6am so they could have their cereal before catching the bus to their workplace...

The Fog Came One Day Episode 1

All day long, the sky seemed hazy. In this sprawling metropolis on the Gulf Mexico, where urban planners were constantly over-ruled by development oriented elected officials, the air moisture seemed strange. After all, when politicians have real estate investments, or urban sprawl developmental interests, the collusion is in your face. Regardless, the smoggy atmosphere seemed eerier than normal. Such was not the kind of weather you normally see along the western coast of Florida. That, plus an...

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Emma and the Kidnapper

But Rusty was a people's dog, not a watchdog. When the man got within touching distance, Rusty just stood there. The man put his arm around me, covered my mouth, and walked me off to his van, parked in a nearby alley. He didn't throw me into the van like they do on TV. He just opened the back door and escorted me in. There was a bed there, pillow, covers, and all. I wondered if he lived in his van. I was scared to death. There was a barrier between the front of the van and where...

Chimp Donkey

Preface:A few weeks ago I visited my local pub. As I was approaching, the owner of the pub was seated outside and chatting to a man I had never seen before. After inviting me to join them, she introduced me to the man whose name was ‘Chimp.’ A short while later, she asked Chimp how his old buddy, ‘Donkey’ was doing… Naturally, with those two strange nicknames in mind, I couldn’t resist writing this story.*I bought my first home for an unbelievably low price. Although it needed a lot of work, it...

WHY I BANGED MY BOY IN THE BATHROOM

At first he was too bold, then he was too much, then he was too goood!! By Oediplex 8==3~ There is no excuse for what I did - we did; no good one, and by that I mean a virtuous justification for our - my actions. There are reasons of course, there always are; just like there are always consequences for one's misdeeds. I don't ask the reader's sympathy for me, but if you have empathy for my story, I hope this narrative provides at least an understanding. Indeed, my reason for...

Memoirs

"...a few hours later slowly escaping from the dream, I felt like I was leaving a place I had been for years, as though I belonged there. I woke with the images still in my vision and the most sensual feeling of waves of luscious moisture rushing over my body. I continued moaning uncontrollably, my feet digging into the mattress allowing my hips to flow forward, over and over again. Realizing at that moment I was gripping something I looked down to see my daughter's eyes closed and her...

The Drug Girl

She was quite tall, and looked a little older than most other people at the party, and yet there was something about her that made her seem incredibly young. Perhaps it was the small breasts, the sparkly dress or the slightly dollish make-up, but whatever the case this infantile nature which I sensed on my first sight of her invoked in me peculiar, protective, almost paternal feelings. She was hurrying between people as though looking for someone, and I felt that I almost desperately wanted...

Black Daddy Domination

He began feeling uncomfortable with his identity, with his whiteness, with the advent of interracial porn. Initially, he was outraged and angered by Black men and their enormous cocks fucking white women. He would watch in disgust at the videos of men endowed with equipment that made his tiny penis look infantile in comparison and seethe in anger, proclaiming how he hated Black men for being lazy, ignorant, criminal, and nothing more than savages. Of course, all that internal dialogue was...

Fairy Storey adult version

Chapter one. In which Susan meets a centaur and begins her quest Susan is a twenty something woman. Up to now, her life has been spent in a learning environment followed by several years of self-abuse. Her qualifications were either too much or too little for serious employment, although, her efforts to establish a career hadn’t really been conducted in earnest. The lure of nightclubs, music and drugs had developed a nocturnal aspect to her waking hours. Her chosen life style also...

Maeghan Wrist C08

----- 8 -- After waking up to just wanting to wrap my arms around Ean’s chest and accidently feeling Montana’s, we both remembered the last night and calmed ourselves down. It was interesting though trying to explain why I woke her up groping her breasts, curiously wondering why they were so soft. Thankfully, she just teasingly apologized for not having Ean’s chest. Bentlee arrived a little after noon from one of her friend’s birthday sleepover parties. From there, we wasted the day...

Alice Is Pregnant 5

If you like any of my stories you can get my full length novels Enjoy! Lord Elton found that one of the great advantages of young teen lust is that his two bed sluts had plenty of energy and they were very easy to train in the most corrupt sexual practices that he could think of. He’d held off fucking Meg’s virgin ass hole because in truth, he didn’t want to injure the girl. He found that Alice’s little anus was certainly more than sufficient for now and it gave him something to...

My Boyfriend

--------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------- My Boyfriend --------------------------------------------------------------------- I have a problem, big flabby tits. When I was younger and better looking I thought for a while I could be a little choosey about my bed partners. I thought then, and still do, that guys who like girls with small shapely breasts have a healthy mature attitude about the female body. While guys...

Julia de Valdois

‘Honestly Lucien – he’s like a puppy!’ said Julia with a grin. ‘He bounds about from girl to girl, a dab of lip-gloss here, a touch more eye-liner there, always eager to be useful. If one of us waggles our fingers at him for a light, or an aspirin, or a tampon or whatever, he leaps into action like the entire House of Dior will collapse unless he gets it done.’ ‘Ah! He sounds sweet! How old is he?’ asked Lucien, pouring her another glass of white. The moules mariniere and bread had just...

Emma Ch 42

XLII Tanya was beautiful. This was something about herself which she knew to be true and which she did her utmost to use to her best advantage. But beauty wasn’t everything. She was also ambitious and she was frustrated by her position as a junior presenter on the evening entertainment show on Harlot TV. Sure, she was lucky to have made it in television, even if it was sex television where standards were very low compared to mainstream television. She was convinced that her assets weren’t...

A Platonic Relationship Chapter 03

Marcella Henry was sitting at the PLATO’s night monitoring console. As usual, she was naked. Her legs were spread wide for the camera beneath her desk, and her hand was between her legs softly stroking her slit. Meanwhile, Richard– Doctor Mueller– was in the Growth Processing Room lying on one of the strange tables. At least that’s where his body was. His mind was standing in a green meadow having a complex discussion with Plato– PLATO’s anthropomorphic form which he can project into any...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

Deathbed Ch 6

Part Twenty-Six “No–” I said in a strangled voice. “No, I’m not undead! I can touch holy objects!” My heartbeat pounded in my ears, another proof of life. What could the Bearer of Indictments mean? “Like these–” Deadman suddenly glanced at the cartridges I had been about to display, and I broke off and hid them inside my jacket. Aitch hadn’t missed the exchange, though I wasn’t sure if he had noticed what I was holding before I concealed it, his sharp eyes went back and forth between us. ...

The Road to Norwich Ch 1

Authors Note: In order to protect this story from unnecessary slander, I have decided to put in this quick note. This story includes a character that manages to breastfeed a child without ever having given birth herself. Apparently, there is a common misconception that this is impossible. Although that may be true for some women, it does not apply to all women. If there are any doubts, please see related education materials provided by the leaders in breastfeeding: La Leche League....

Diavolo Ch 10

I’m back. Was very sick, but pulled through. Gotta finish this story and my series, so heaven (or hell) can wait, lol! No. Seriously, I had to go back and re-read from the beginning to get back into what was happening. Found a lot of errors and changed a bunch of stuff. I made GAbe less of a hot head so I guess (hopefully) you’ll feel that change in his personality. Abby is still in the process of developing so please be patient with her. She is a sweet, loving, giving, selfless person, and I...

Once A Maiden

When they had bought the secluded house three years earlier, they had visions of this very night. The house stood at the middle of a massive grassy plateau clear of all obstructions with the exception of a large, mostly-flat boulder halfway between the back porch and the thin line of shrubbery protecting the sudden drop down to the valley below. On the other three sides of the clearing, the forest seemed to respect the clearing, almost as if in reverence and awe of the boulder itself. For...

Sue s Romance

Sue L was a failure, it’s the only thing that she knew for sure, that she even pretended to know for sure. ‘Look around, kid, and tell me what you see,’ she said to herself with a note of finality in her voice. When she did that, the things that she saw didn’t even come close to convincing her that her ‘failurehood’ was anything but the truth. After all, ‘the Ultimate John’ was gone. (She knew that she could put her finger on why she’d begun calling him ‘the Ultimate John’, if she really...

Revenge of the Nerd Ch 67

We didn’t call my father and ask him to come home. There had been enough challenges to his authority. We waited for him to return. If he didn’t ask what we had discussed I would bring it up. When we were most of the way through dinner it was pretty obvious he wasn’t going to bring it up. He had relented and agreed not to use my wedding as a commercial promotion. What more could possibly be expected of him? He didn’t say that, it’s how I interpreted his silence. I’d had time to think about how...

Smitten

I wrote this ten years ago, so it’s long overdue for another outing. It’s mostly a romance with only a smattering of sex, so if it’s the latter you want, maybe try my stories in the Incest section. ***** Eyes closed, my nostrils wafted in long ago memories. ‘Dad!’ I lifted my head from the bouquet, and glared at Tom. ‘OK son. There’s no cause to shout, I’m not deaf.’ ‘Sorry Dad,’ he hushed, ‘I forgot.’ The pretence of my deafness has existed for so many years that he forgets from time to...

Claire Prologue

Note: This story isn’t as graphic as most, but it has the added element of being a true story. No, not a fake true story – a real true story. As you get into it, you can probably see that it’s true. It has a little humor (I can’t help it), but I know that’s not why you read these stories. Actually, it has quite a bit of sexiness to it for a true story, but it’s not wall to wall sexual description. If your horniness meter is flagging a bit, try it and see what you think. I might write another...

Dark Redemption Ch 13

I vaguely felt Peter leave my arms in the morning, but I was so filled with contentment, I barely stirred. I had dreamed in the night, and they were still strange dreams, but more along the lines of Peter and I reaching out for each other across deep chasms and raging rivers. Always in my various dreams, we touched our hands, but we were still left with the dilemma of how to get to each other. And that was what I woke to, about half an hour after Peter had gotten out of bed. Somehow, we’d...

Her Duty

Her Duty My mother always told me to be obliging and submissive before the men in my life. ‘Their lives and ours are too different to understand each other. You’ll make a better man of your husband if you are his wife, mother, nurse, and teacher, all at once. And the same for your sons and father. They don’t know it, but they need it. You should be obliging even when they don’t ask for your help,’ were her words of wisdom. I never forgot her lesson. I watched her oblige to my father’s every...

The Siblings chapter 4 The First Time

This is the fourth chapter. In it, they finally have sex, but its done in a way that shows the love they both share. Its a bit more erotic than the previous two, but its also a short chapter. Read, enjoy, and PLEASE COMMENT. Thanks. I own nothing. All belongs to Michael K. Smith. Also, Im assuming here hymen was broken during masturbation, so dont complain that it isnt mentioned. K? ___________________________________________________________________________________ The First Time by Michael...

The After Party continued

‘You are being sooo good, baby,’ Linda said playfully, kneeling down and kissing me tenderly and whipping away the tears that had fell from my eyes involuntarily. ‘Are you having fun?’ she asked. I smiled and nodded that I was, although I was still a little anxious not knowing the future. Just then Kathy appeared with a towel and some wipes and began cleaning the cum from my back and legs and wet asshole. The gesture was almost infantile and I could feel the sting returning to my cheeks. Oddly...

E N T R A N C I N G

Introduction: My love, my liberty, life Chapter one My Inception means my Beginning…………….. When I was 12 I got a job delivering milk to households in an area not too far from my home in the small west coast town that I grew up in. Id done this job for four years, delivering the milk in plastic sachets six mornings a week, on one evening a week I would go round all the houses on my route and collect the money for the cost of the milk plus delivery. Being the mid-seventies the pay wasnt that...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 4

My final undergrad year at university was proceeding as successfully as before, but my private life was undergoing change.Firstly, I had become very concerned about the possibility that I had contracted HIV/AIDS during the LGBTQI party at the Both Ways Lounge. My memory of that evening was confused, but I was certainly aware that I had experienced multiple episodes of unprotected sex that night. Exactly how many cocks I had sucked dry, I was unsure of. How many cocks I had encouraged to fuck...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 4

My final undergrad year at university was proceeding as successfully as before, but my private life was undergoing change.Firstly, I had become very concerned about the possibility that I had contracted HIV/AIDS during the LGBTQI party at the Both Ways Lounge. My memory of that evening was confused, but I was certainly aware that I had experienced multiple episodes of unprotected sex that night. Exactly how many cocks I had sucked dry, I was unsure of. How many cocks I had encouraged to fuck...

Don t Shoot the Messenger Chapter 11

Julie had turned up the sound to listen to Adrian and Annette. As Adrian came into his own and began to really perform, Julie lay back in the chair smiling, a strange ecstasy creeping over her, pride, a sense of achievement, seeing her pupils succeeding.“Wow,” she breathed as the pair of them went from one hot moment to the next.“I am going to love paying Adrian, he’s earned it.”She flipped the sound over to the other room and watched Mary working on George. To Julie, George was a...

Cougar on the Prowl titfight

Patricia stretched lazily, gazing at her latest conquest as the young, muscular guy continued to sleep off his exhaustion. He'd certainly earned a bit of rest after his hard work the previous night, having managed not one or two or even three, but full four rounds or hot, steamy sex. Which, incidentally, was exactly why Patricia always went after younger men - what they might lack in experience, they usually more than made up for in youthful stamina and enthusiasm.At 48, Patricia Mills was no...

Miss Sergeant and the Tiny Private

"Attention!" A strong, woman's voice boomed loudly down the corridor of the bunks, promptly followed by a hustle of feet that lasted only about one second flat as men lined up at the foot of their beds, standing at attention as requested. The Sergeant soon came down the line of men, inspecting them from head to toe as they stood chilled in their underwear which consisted of the standard white tee and light-gray boxers. She was looking over every last thread of their attire down to their...

Christmas Party

In her teens, Denise was became known by the nickname of Dusty. She had fallen in love with Dusty Springfield’s music and had the same dry inflection in her singing voice, which the great British singer of the sixties and early seventies possessed.Her father bought her a collection of the backing tracks by Dusty, and Denise would spend afternoons crooning all Dusty’s great numbers. At family functions, Denise’s dad would always insist that she sing, ‘You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me.’What...

But a Big Dream Chapter 1

Sunlight, the Pacific variety, was always death for her. Maybe something to do with her name—but probably not. Late in the day, when her skin glowed and released its stored warmth, freckles coming into existence over her nose like the stars above the horizon, then she felt tied to the earth itself, its titanic history. The sun sizzled to a puddle on the horizon, with the wind pushing the palms and music coming from the beachside hotels—and she had a notion that she had witnessed the last and...

Parole Dad

At the age of thirteen my family life imploded, when my stepfather was sent to prison for ten years, having been found guilty of manslaughter. He would only be eligible for parole eight years later. I loved my stepfather, and although he was a ‘fun’ dad, he was also a hooligan who never grew up. He was perpetually in shit and drifted from one job to another. Pool hall fights were a weekly occurrence in his life, and on one occasion he simply went too far. A year after his incarceration my...

Bugs Bunny

Johnson was a real redneck. I met him during my basic training in the army. As most people are aware, in these institutions surnames are only ever used and as fate would have it, my surname was Johnstone. The reason I mention this was because every three to four days, we would have to do gate duty on a rotational basis. Naturally, the alphabet always features very strongly in these environments, and so there are no prizes for guessing with whom I had to pair up for the four hours long of guard...

Daddy gave me my Best Ever Orgasm

1) My Genetic Sexual Attraction.He once suggested to me, "butter wouldn't melt in my mouth". That was because he knew what others did not, my demure and refined exterior hid a darker secret, he once caught me warming a hot dog sausage up my cunt, one that was about to be eaten by him, one that he himself removed, albeit tantalisingly slowly, and then ate as I watched my lubricated cunt juices run down the sides of his mouth."Delicious", he said smacking his lips, "Now for my just deserts", and...

Romance of Lust part 3

The carriage brought mamma and party to dinner. Mamma hoped I had behaved well, and been attentive to Mrs. B. in her absence. She answered nothing could be better, and that I was quite a model youth — so gentle and so obedient.My mother found that she had caught cold, and had febrile symptoms after dinner. Mrs. B. persuaded her to retire to bed, and accompanied her. When in her room, she apparently noticed, for the first time, my little bed. She took the opportunity of suggesting that it would...

Birthday Buddies

Friday, 17 January 2020 - the afternoon“Mmmm,” purred the elfin bottom boi.“Ahhhhh,” grunted the much larger man.The effeminate sissy was riding the biracial’s man’s eight-by-six rod. The guy clawed at the punk’s tender butt cheeks with both of his large, cracked hands. He squeezed and kneaded them. His short fingernails dug into the soft yet firm flesh. He slammed his powerful thighs into the younger slut’s backside.The sounds of intense lip smacking was likely audible two doors down. “Mmhmm,”...

Tommy and Christina

It was late December; a brand new year was just around the corner. With each New Year comes an injection of hope for a brighter, happier, more successful future. It is a time of reflection; when people resolve to discard negative habits or even unwanted facets of their character, and strive to better themselves. Not Tommy though, he didn’t give half-a-fuck. Tommy was a good guy. He sometimes had a dickhead-like quality to him, but was actually very sensitive, and he had a big, mushy heart. He...

Real CME

Ken bore down on the pedal of the metallic peanut butter brown 2015 Lincoln navigator. In the passenger seat sat his wife of 26 years, Donna. Their youngest son, Austin, a senior accounting major at Paine College had in his earbuds and was deaf to the world bopping his water head. The broad-shouldered driver shifted in his seat and tugged at his seatbelt. Ken had a deep brown complexion and a cool, magenta undertone. Coming in at five-feet-eleven-inches tall and two hundred fifty-five pounds,...

Black Lawman the Crew

Jason sat at a table with two of his closest buddies. They had been summoned by the lone white guy in the trio - Mike Aiello. Mike started, “It’s John’s 50th in a couple weeks. I was thinking we go to the shooting range, order-in dinner, and hire a stripper.”Scotty Davis, also an officer in the U.S. Secret Service’s Uniformed Division, was quick to agree. “That’s a great idea. Just one stripper?”“Yeah,” the dude of Italian heritage shot back. “Just one. A really sexy one with big tits. You know...

My First Girlfriend vol 2

Chapter 7: More PantiesI had just received the best handjob of my life. I lay cuffed to her bed, my smooth slender body glistening with sweat. It had just hit me that my loving, caring girlfriend had locked my cock back up in a pink chastity cage. My heart sunk. But I remembered my determination to be a perfect boyfriend for her. Once she took the gag out, I meekly asked her when she would let me out next. She replied "When the time is right, sweety" as she planted a a warm kiss on my quivering...

The Homeless Guys

After finishing school I got a job in a large and successful warehouse as their computer expert. Fortunately, I was paid an above average salary because of my considerable computer knowledge. Being a geek in high school had really paid off. I was average looking and measured five-foot-nine inches tall. I weighed about one hundred and forty-five pounds and had an attractive physique. No, I didn’t wear geeky spectacles and my vision was very good. I was no stud but had a slightly above average...

Diavolo Ch 10

Gabriel sat silently outside the recording booth. Inside, Ariel played his base line, engrossed in the music. Normally, he’d be right there with the sound tech at the mixing board adjusting the sound and adding his touch to the music. Not today. Gabriel looked at the screen of his phone for the hundredth time. Still no answer from Abigail. Christ. She was consuming his every thought. He wanted her with him. He wanted to sleep, eat, bathe with her. He loved the way she laughed. Loved the...

A Rite of Passage

The following stems from a conversation I had with a young (early twenties) work colleague who is currently staying in ‘digs’ with a middle-aged divorcee/spinster (I’m not certain which) who has a penchant for late-night parties with a couple of similarly aged female friends. My colleague was complaining that they made a lot of noise at these parties and that they went on until the early hours. I asked whether he’d been invited to join and, being the naturally hesitant fellow that he is, he...

She May Be a 4 but She Fucks Like a 10

1.I've always had a weakness for a certain kind of girl. I know; as a guy, if the situation is right, I could conceivably find myself attracted to any type of girl. At least, within reason. But in 'guy culture', women are grouped into certain categories. This is no mystery, but the groupings play out more or less in the following way:Perfect 10s: Universally recognized as 'ideal females'. International sex symbols, models, and some actresses can fall into this category.8-9s: Almost as...

Sex with lactating Indian Mother part 3

This is the 3rd part of - Invited by Lactating Lady. Recap-....... I had been to Temple with my friend and had sex with young lactating house wife Meghana in her van while the rituals were going on in the Temple. She then gave me her number and address in Pune and asked me to come to her city as her hubby was going on a tour on the weekend. After coming to Pune, I had sex with Meghana all the day and I expressed my desire with Meghana to have sex with 2 lactating ladies in one bed. And I had a...

Showing my Virgin Pussy for a Beer

I rounded the path corner in the park where the road straightened out for some length and as I cycled I could see a man with his bike stopped on the other side.I was gearing up to acknowledge him with a customary wave from a fellow cyclist, when before I got there, at a point of no return, he pulled his shorts down and began to furiously masturbate himself.I was still a little ways off and I watched him with interest, not the first time I had been confronted by a flasher and stole a look around...

INTERRACIAL RIVALRIES IN CONTEMPORARY PORN

We’ve seen in the last decades a particular phenomenon in porn industry, videos, photos and comics: the proliferation of an interracial gender, both on the straight and the gay side, in which most of the time blacks appear dominating whites. The novelty of this genre is to have introduced a virulent racial rivalry in porn, reaching extremes in which white men are ridiculed before blacks, by putting poorly endowed whites side by side with well-endowed blacks. The insane producers of this genre,...

The Sext True excerpts from the diar

The following text in an excerpt from the diaries, interviews and journals of a group of individuals who practiced (and still do) a sexual beliefs system - after two months of interviews, I am publishing the works on various websites. If you would like to read more, please respond with "I WANT TO BE MARCUS!".These works are subject to copyright and are published under (omitted).Chapter 12 - The Path. I'm not gay, but the other day I had an experience with a young black man and a teenage...

Infantile Vorlieben ohne reue

Alles begann im Alter von 13 jahren, ich ging noch zu Schule und nach der Schule hatte ich ein bin in einem Bistro im nachbarort. Ich hätte sehr viel Spass und meine Chefs haben mich sehr gemocht. Eines Abends kam der jüngere Chefs mit seiner Freundin, eine wunderschöne Grösse Blondine mit Blauen Augen und ein geiles Gesicht. Sie sassen am Tisch und ich durfte dann auch mit am Tisch sitzen und erzählen. Die blonde Frau fing plötzlich an mich zu küssen und zu befummeln, dann auf einmal hat sie...

Le Pallavoliste 1 L allenamento

Premessa: questo racconto mi è stato chiesto di farlo lo scorso anno da una ragazza che mi ha contattato tramite e-mail. Lei mi ha descritto i personaggi e i loro caratteri e dove si sarebbe ambientata la storia, il resto l’ho fatto io.Novembre 2010, un mercoledì sera come tutti gli altri Alice si stava recando in palestra, e come al solito era in dannato ritardo. “E il bello è che sono il capitano della squadra” pensò mentre guidava la sua Opel Corsa nel traffico alle 19.35. Mancavano ancora...

TUP 16 Televised punishment

Trumped Up Punishments 16 – Charlotte’s ordeal: Televised punishmentCharlotte woke up after a restless night. She was known as the school rebel, and had been due to be punished at a punishment assembly open to the paying public the night before. Fortunately proceedings had been delayed – two boys had been severely punished, and to top it all, had been arrested just as their ordeal appeared to be over. Their case had been expedited for trial, but they would have another two weeks at least to...

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