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Bitterness Is Sweeter Than Honey Part I

Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...

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A Tour To Remember 8211 Part III

I ignored Sneha all the while talking to everyone else. Khushboo was hugging me tightly when we were traveling upwards in the Tavera. This journey was sexually enticing and brought in world of lust in me. I was sitting at the last with Khushboo; Soumya and Piyush & Aakriti and Vipul were in the middle and Sneha sitting in the front with the driver. Sneha was constantly keeping a watch on me with the rear view mirror. Earlier I had no intention to do anything while travelling because the driver...

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Step Up part 1

I can barely remember when it all started. I think it was two years after my mother died. My step dad got everything. she never made a proper will, there was no need, her death happened so suddenly. the main thing that stuck in my mind was thinking ' why am I the only one heart broken. my step brother, he never liked my mother. so he really didn't care. my step father, I figured he was trying to protect me from the greif. I was 14 when this all happened. a year later just after my 15th...

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Winning Denver

Las Vegas is America's adult amusement park. I spend two or three weeks a year there to gamble and enjoy the other festivities. I'm never a big winner or loser unless you consider $20,000 a trip big. At thirty-seven, I was in my fifteenth year of Vegas trips, and over the years, I was actually ahead by more than a hundred thousand. I always stay at the same place and gamble there most of the time. As a regular, I get the freebies they offer to generate repeat business, such as lunches,...

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Demigod of WarChapter 40

Day 91-92 / Unknown / Day 140 continued: Shouldering their way through the crowd of standing death made Veronyka’s skin crawl and her stomach heave. The stench was awful, clogging her nose with its eye-watering pungency. Bits of desiccated skin, scraped off by the rough exterior on their armor, clung until scraped off by yet more decaying flesh. The wet smack of still-damp tissues hitting the ground, and liquid squishing as their boots crushed the bio-litter underfoot were enough to make...

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One Bad Turn

This story may not be re-posted without the permission of the author. ONE BAD TURN By Lana B. Dan Garrett slowly guided his brand new silver Jaguar XK into the reserved parking space and cut the ignition. He exited the car and approached the four-story brick building. He mindfully inhaled the early-morning cool air and detected the pleasant scents of honeysuckle and lilac. He held his head high and smiled as he passed the lawn placard reading, 'Ocudata Pharmaceuticals, Inc.,...

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The JAG Crew Gets It OnChapter 1

No one had found out immediately about Mac’s sexual encounter with the Admiral. At least not right away, but several days later, Lt. Harriet Roberts was in Mac’s office discussing an administrative matter when a casual comment led Harriet to look into Mac’s eyes and see what she’d meant. “Mac, what do you mean by saying you showed the Admiral where he made his mistakes with Dr. Cavanaugh?” Harriet asked, suspecting that Sarah McKenzie had just let something slip she hadn’t intended...

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Vacation on RehomeChapter 18

Although he had been enjoying this very sociable wedding event, George Montford finally sidled over to John Frederickson to mutter, "I have to get back to the office, John. Someone has to hold the fort..." John grinned at him. "Thanks, George. I'll just concentrate on my wives, today. Tell your ladies they are welcome to stay on here for as long as they want." "They may appreciate that, John. I'll tell them." George got back to the company office, and found among his "IN"...

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The Hairdresser Lynette

The Hairdresser (Lynette) I’ve always hated going to the barbers. Maybe it dates back to some traumatic event in my childhood, like being dragged there screaming by my father, but truthfully, I just don’t know. I just know that all through my school years I hated going to the barber. I guess by the time I was in college I was old enough to get over that minor phobia, but I got through by snipping at my own hair, which was cheaper anyway, and having my sister cut my hair on holidays. When I...

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A married couple decide to add a bit of swinging

It all started with a ski trip to the Copper Mountain Ski Area in Colorado about three years ago. Actually, I guess it really started earlier… and reached the high point in the mountains of Colorado. Caby and I had been married just over 8 years then. I met Caby while we were both in college at Colorado State College in Fort Collins, Colorado. I was from Omaha, Nebraska, and Caby grew up on his family’s ranch in northern Wyoming. We had both had our share of sexual exploits before...

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LESSON FOR LITTLE brother

Cindy Tyler felt good as she pulled into her family's driveway. She attended UC San Diego School of Medicine, and she enjoyed living on her own, but as corny as the saying was, there was no place like home, and currently, she was back in Los Angeles for spring break."Mom, Dad!" she called as she walked in the door. The house was fairly small, so her mother wasn't far away, and she leaned out from the kitchen to greet her daughter."Hi, honey!" she said with a warm smile. "Your father's still at...

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Manipulating the NeighborsChapter 4

After they left, I adjusted Darla's memory so that she knew Matt was her rapist. But her 'memory' recalled that although she was initially very angry, she eventually enjoyed fucking him and looked forward to the next time. I made sure the 'memory' included him taking plenty of pictures and video while they were fucking. She 'remembered' getting off five times, even passing out on the last one. Her 'memory' even included her bargaining for the last orgasm—her mother being the bargain....

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Cable To Pleasure

‘It’s beautiful out there,’ you told me, as you peered out the window, up towards the mountain. ‘Yes, it is. Wait till you see it from higher up.’ We were waiting to board a cable car that would take us to the mountain’s peak. ‘That reminds me,’ I said, ‘I’ll be right back.’ At first, you paid me no heed and continued admiring the views. After a while though, you looked to see where I had gone off to. You spotted me conversing with the operator. I appeared to be handing him some cash. You...

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Arlene and JeffChapter 64

Linda and her father walked out of the honeymoon suite with her snuggled against him, her arm around his waist. A phone call had prompted Evie to have her husband and sister-wives waiting just down the hall. As the couple stopped, Linda turned into Bill, pulled his face down to hers and kissed him hard for a few seconds. After the kiss, he hugged her against him, his face buried in her hair. "Thank you," they both said at the same time. Linda looked up at him, "I'll never forget last...

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Journey into the PastChapter 10 Delivering Brocea s sacred items

The woman just slowly turned round and looked around the clearing, stopping when she saw me. I walked over to her, held out my hand and like an idiot said, "Good morning my name is Charlie, but please call me Chally." She was so taken back by this approach, she held out her hand and in a upper-class snobby English accent said, "Marjorie, Lady Marjorie Smith-Johnson, Where am I?" With a sense of blasé I said. "Welcome to BC England, I think." "Impossible!" Was the snobby...

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