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Some ladies love firefighters, but Stella Cox is making a name for housepainters! The sexy Brit’s got a few chaps in her home giving the interior some fresh color, but she really wants is for them to give her interior some work! The naughty wife goes so far as to call her husband and get permission from him to “play” with the two craftsmen, one of whom walks in on her masturbating! It’s game over after that, as Stella pulls out her big natural tits and gives one painter a deepthroat blowjob...

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by Bleeding Rainbow Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and parody, to be read only by individuals aged 18 or above. The events depicted herewith are fantasy and do not reflect real world events or persons in any way.. Foreword: This story is a parody or fan fiction of a number of real-world celebrities. Rather than spam XNXX with a whole bunch of chapters at once, I elected to put them all into one single story instead. It is meant to be read as a whole, but the subject matter...

The Party Where They Kill GirlsChapter 5

I wasn't sure which of us would break first, the girl under torture, or me tied to a chair watching her get tortured. The Painter restrained her, strangled her with his belt. The Professor asked the questions – and caused the pain. It started with smacks and pinches. The question, "Where's Sara?" She held out through a lot. She held out through the smacks and the punches, through the choking and the crop. Even the pliers. She said nothing when he took pliers and pinched large chunks of...

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It had been about six years since my wife and I had bought our house, and our guest bedroom was in need of a good painting. So, I hired a local painter to take care of the job. The guy had been recommended to me by a friend, and after doing a quick appraisal, he told me he could take care of the room in one day. "No problem," I said, "we'll be here all Saturday."Around noon on Saturday, the painter -- Rob was his name -- arrived at the house. My wife, Emily, greeted him at the door, and showed...

The Thomas Household Part Two Marla and Eva

It was hard to paint with thoughts of that afternoon coursing through my brain. I couldn’t believe what I had done, or how badly I’d been fooled. I resented Kayla and Eva, but I resented my naiveté even more. I had played right into their hands. Sucker indeed. I started my cleanup routine a while before three, having completely forgotten that Marla had asked me to stay late. The earlier ordeal had all but suppressed any further thoughts about her, except to consider her a stern authority...

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Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Winter By Ellie Dauber and Chris Leeson Sunday, February 25, 1872 As soon as Mass ended, the congregation hurried out to the courtyard beside the church. Two long tables had been set up beside the fountain. At the first, R.J. Rossi and Jane Steinmetz were pouring sparkling red liquid from bottles into a pair of large crystal bowls. Arnie Diaz was arranging rows of glasses near them. Trays of yellow cake were already set at both ends, and a...

EllenChapter 22 Melissa Martin

Indeed, six days later saw the three of them inspecting a comfortable cabin on board the Amelia Anne. The ship was a solidly built clipper, constructed to give passengers a maximum of comfort, and Sir Anthony had personally inspected it to the amusement of the Captain. Since the hurricane season had not ended yet, they would take a northern route, and the captain expected the crossing to take five to six weeks. On the first days of the journey out of Southampton, they were indeed favoured by...

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I was in a small neighborhood plaza in Seville when a painter at his easel caught my eye. He was painting a woman sitting on a bench with a small fountain behind her. She was dressed in white and was surrounded by pigeons, she looked fabulous. She also looked sad, resigned to her fate. She had a white cane at her side, she was blind. I walked up to the guy painting her and told him, ‘Muy bonita,’ in broken Spanish. ‘Ah, American right? The painting is for sale and will be ready soon.’ ‘I...

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Erotic Comic Orgy Series – Chapter VII“The Gentlemen’s Club Part I”, with Ernest Saillard (“from Aunt Pauline’s Secret”, Hugdebert), Charles Swann (from “Swann in Love”, Hugdebert) and James Hastington (from “Lady X’s Lust Captive”, Giovanni Degli Espoti) Characters:Ernest: (the man, of course)Swann: Hastington: (the light-haired with a moustache)( “Well, gentlemen, how are supposed to do that?”, questioned James Hastington to his two friends, Ernest Saillard and Charles Swann, during a...

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The thing that I had nearly forgotten was that what I told my mother on the phone was only half a lie. I really did have a meeting with a guy from a gallery, just not that day, but the next- Saturday. Lucky for me it wasn’t until two, so even though I has slept till noon, I had (barely) enough time to pull my hung over, sex rumpled self together and get my ass to my appointment on time, and (hopefully) looking at least semi-professional. The man’s name was Guy, and he was about 65, with short...

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Enclosed within the four walls of her messy studio, she unveiled her canvas and continued the work that kept her awake all night due to the excitement to see its results. A brush on her hand and a palette on the other, she set wings to the colors and let her vigor unfold in every stroke. She is a tailor of dreams who weaved the tales of her heart into pictures that portrays everything that she is. So engrossed in her creation that nothing else seemed to passed her mind. Not even the passage...

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The Party Where They Kill GirlsChapter 4

I had vague memories. Sara rushing in and screaming. Madeline falling on me with sobs. Then rough, fearful voices. Being carried down the stairs. I recalled a stranger's car and being dumped at a hospital, a small, dingy hospital in Brookline, not a nice place at all. Then nurses and doctors, bandages and broken bones. Then sleep. When I awoke, Jenny sat beside my bed and held my hand, my good hand, the hand not in splints. "Hi sweetie," I said through a bandaged face and swollen lips....

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How I accidentally fucked my father, on purpose By Trojan Snake Written for M, she knows who she is! If I ever meet God face to face, and he asks me about it; I can honestly say it was an accident – sorta. Well, three accidents really, so it's not actually my fault I fucked my father. I mean, you can't blame me for the first two, and only partly for the third mishap. Of course, my nickname is Miss Hap, because as a kid I was always in the middle of whatever trouble there was. ...

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THE FRUIT FLIES (a gay and lesbian tale)This story takes place in Paris in the mid-1920s. A “fruit fly” is another word, more polite, for “fag hag”.Leonora had been waiting 20 minutes for her friend but she remembered Brigitte was always late. Actually Leonora didn’t mind waiting in this posh café which her French friend had suggested. Paris was always as exciting as she remembered it. Well-dressed young people walking around, the fashions which were getting simply just…well…I mean…so...

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