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I used to bath in the river near us with my friend every weekend when we were teenagers. On one Saturday, I decided to go to the river in the afternoon. First I went to my friend’s home. He was watching TV. I asked him to come with me to the river. He asked me why I was early. I said I was bored and we can have more time swimming. He took the towel and came with me with very little interest. About me, I was around 5 to 5.5 feet height and weighed around 45 to 50 kg back then. I was slim but had...

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Sister With Workers At River

Hi friends, I am back with another story and this story is of my sister who would have sex with any random guy once she is attracted to them or fascinated to them by the size of the dick they possess. I am sure my sister is definitely used to huge dicks, that’s why she would peep people peeing beside the road or even anywhere where she could get the view of their dick. This story is about my younger sister and I along with my mom and dad and two sisters, Sharda and Sarita live in a village in...

North of the River

January 12, 2010 Vancouver, Washington It had once been an office building, a modern, uninteresting four-story structure that had housed half a dozen doctors' offices, three or four lawyers, a dentist, an orthodontist, and a private investigation service. Now it was an empty shell, most of the windows broken out, part of the southern wall partially collapsed, the second and third floors gutted by fire, the rest looted by vandals. Conner Boreman supposed it was no longer structurally sound,...

The River

I didn't often walk along that towpath by the river any more. I'd enjoyed the tranquillity of the place since I was a child, and in my younger days spent many happy hours fishing there and watching the waterfowl raise their young. To see the transformation from cygnet to swan take place over weeks and months had been my idea of heaven as a child. It could have been that my fishing expeditions to the riverbank — which were never very successful - were an excuse to sit and watch the swans and...

Love on the River

The river was up and rising. They were expecting it to crest around thirty-two feet, putting six or seven feet under the house. It was now probably about a foot deep under the house and two feet deep by the stairs where I was docking. I was boating back in from the levee with groceries when I spotted someone kayaking toward me from several houses downriver. Come to think of it, that was the direction of all the noise, commotion and lights over the Memorial Day weekend a couple weeks ago. Well,...

at the river

Summer's finally here. We were going to spend a week at a river resort. My mother and I went to the office to confirm our reservation for a cabin close to the water park, signed in and unpacked the car. We put or things away and went to the little restaurant at the park. Mothr said I could go swimming if I wanted to, but I asked if I could rent an inner tube to ride to rapids on the river. After some convincing I'd be safe and begging she agreed as long as I'd be back before sun set. Putting on...

The River

The River -The Beginning By Kyorii pilau Chapter 1 The middle. I am dying, I know I'm dying as the Doctors have told me so. My Oncologist had wanted to remove my breasts, but it was too late as my cancer had already spread via my lymphatic system and invaded the rest of my body. The Chemotherapy has robbed me of my beautiful long dark hair and has made me very weak, my once curvy body was now an anorexic shell of its former self, the tumours laughed at...

Snow and the River

The thick snow fell slowly on a vanished world, obliterating the joint between earth and sky, erasing the sharp edges of the apartment buildings bordering the park, and obscuring the leafless trees and dark pines in a blur of falling white. There seemed to be nothing left but the stone bridge over the slow gray river like a bridge in the clouds linking blankness to blankness, and that’s where he stood. The sounds of the city were so muffled that he could hear the gentle hiss of the snowflakes...

A day at the river

A day at the river. I’m an ordinary guy in my thirties to whom nothing real dramatic has ever happened, but one particular afternoon drive in the car put an end to all that. I was sick and tired of looking after the kids while my wife worked and needed a break from them, so I decided to take a drive in the country to clear my head. Having the kids on your own all the time tends to drive you fucking nuts. Just ask any single mum. To pretend that I was actually entitled to some...

A day at the river

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A day at the river

A day at the river. I'm an ordinary guy in my thirties to whom nothing real dramatic has ever happened, but one particular afternoon drive in the car put an end to all that. I was sick and tired of looking after the kids while my wife worked and needed a break from them, so I decided to take a drive in the country to clear my head. Having the kids on your own all the time tends to drive you fucking nuts. Just ask any...

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A Day on The River

It was late Friday night by the time I got home from work. I thought about calling Maggie but decided to wait until morning and went to take a shower. With the warm water soothing my tired body, I closed my eyes and began thinking of her.As I washed my upper body, the familiar feelings of arousal were getting stronger the more I thought of Maggie being with me at this moment. As my hands moved lower I felt myself getting hard. My eyes were still closed as I imagined her behind me pressing...

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Gordy on WalkaboutChapter 12 Hastings River

The Hastings River starts high on the Great Dividing Range running east down through the picturesque Hastings Valley, through unique river towns such as Mount Seaview, Ellenborough and Wauchope before entering the Pacific Ocean at Port Macquarie. Fishing is popular particularly from October through to June each year with peaks during Christmas and Easter. The river has a wide range of fishing opportunities from freshwater bass and catfish in the upper reaches to estuarine species such as...

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A week after our that lust fuelled kiss in the temple grounds, May told me she had already planned to go to a river on the outskirts of Bangkok with her friends and invited me to join them. The thought of once again being shadowed and monitored by her friends was distinctly unappealing, but I couldn’t resist the chance to be with her, any chance. Besides there was a strong hint the afternoon may include swimming, which meant seeing even more of her than I had so far. I accepted and endured an...

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RebelChapter 65 On the River

I was never much of a sailor although I had worked on the Bay one oyster season with an uncle of mine who lived just north of Annapolis. I learned a lot in a short time over there including a few things about girls. I was maybe fourteen or fifteen and never thought of anything but girls. Nevertheless, under my lieutenant's questioning, I had to admit that I could swim and that I knew bow from stern and a little something about sails and such. He sent me down to the river where that was a...

Heartache on the River

The sweat was dripping down my brow, the clock painless clicked away as I watched the dealer throw out the cards to the three remaining players at the table. I was one of those players. I was currently in second place in chips a mere 16,000 behind the leader. As I collected my cards with bated breath I took a peek and felt my excitement rise. Ace, king of spades came before my eyes, my heart beat faster and I felt a smile purse my lips, I just hoped the other two players hadn’t noticed. Since...

The Devil s Pact The Tyrants Daughter Chapter 3 The River

by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Three: The River Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading! Tuesday, August 11th, 2071 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA The sun rose, shining through my window. It roused me from my thoughts. All night, I had sat on my bed, staring at my hands, the pain slowly fading from my spanked ass. But the hurt in my heart only intensified. Joab had been the first person in a long time I had cared for. He was strong and passionate. He...

Down on Little River

I parked the car just off the road and above the narrow bridge that crossed Little River. It was a beautiful summer afternoon. A slight breeze rustled through the trees as I made my way down a well-worn path to the river's edge. Another path paralleled the river and I followed it downstream. I loved to come to this secluded bit of nature and had come to know several miles along the river quite intimately. I was wearing a pair of soft, gray jogging shorts, a tee shirt and sandals. Over one...

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I parked the car just off the road and above the narrow bridge that crossed Little River. It was a beautiful summer afternoon. A slight breeze rustled through the trees as I made my way down a well-worn path to the river's edge. Another path paralleled the river and I followed it downstream. I loved to come to this secluded bit of nature and had come to know several miles along the river quite intimately. I was wearing a pair of soft, gray jogging shorts, a tee shirt and sandals. Over one...

Camping By The River

Standing in the shallow ice cold water of the rushing river, I closed my eyes and felt the sun warm my bare skin. I reached down and felt my thickening cock as it hung down over my chilled, taught scrotum. It had been the first time I had skinny dipped in many years. I had gone into the river wearing my bathing suit but the warm summer day, the beautiful natural surroundings and the cool water rushing over my skin had made me feel sexually charged. Slipping my suit off in a small swirling pool,...

A Day on the River

I was in the mood for some fishing, so I loaded my gear in my truck and left Austin bound for Round Rock. There was a small river with some decent fishing. I had been there before and that was the reason I chose that particular conservation access. I wasn’t going to stay near the car anyway. I was going fishing. There were maybe twenty cars around the gravel parking lot on the small river. I always hate leaving my car there. The kinds of riffraff that hang around those accesses are the kind...

Rachel s Story

I’m Rachel, I’m heading towards 50 with a speed and not as slim as I used to be. I got married to Grant a year after high school and before long was the mother of four children. Almost twenty years later Grant started talking to be about how if I ever found a man I was attracted to how I shouldn’t feel bad about having sex with him since he felt it would spice up our marriage. I was hesitant about this and rejected the idea immediately. A few years after this I met a younger man on a social...

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(FORBIDDEN) Somewhere under that giant blue quilt over there my boyfriend Gavin is curled up having innocent dreams. I can hear him whispering to himself. He often does that when hes sleeping. I sometimes wake up in the darkness to hear snatches of his confused conversation. I can never make out whole sentences. Just the occasional word. Its almost 4.00 in the morning and Im sitting pretty much naked before the glare of this cold glass once more. Mirrors play an important part in my life. Not...

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(BATH) I look out clean knickers/ bra/ socks/ t-shirt and jeans/ take them through to the bathroom/ fold them neatly on the chair and turn the radiator to three. There is a spider crawling slowly across the bottom of the bath. I turn on the hot tap. As the water hits it it curls up into a tiny ball. *Sorry* I say as I watch it disappear down the plug-hole. Unrolling the white rubber mat I stick it to the bottom of the bath and put the plug in so the tub begins to fill with hot water. Into...

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(WRITING) INTERIOR. RACHELS FLAT. BEDROOM. EARLY MORNING. 1999. RACHEL BABYLON sits deep in thought at the dressing table with a large hardbound notepad before her. A blanket – pulled tight around her shoulders – is all that hides her nudity. She chews the lid of a pen/ trying to think of something to write in the notebook. On the floor: balls of screwed up paper which she has scribbled on and then rejected. She clutches a glass of clear liquid. Straight vodka. She is drunk. Taking a gulp of...

Rachel s Fire 12

(A TIGER) *Do you have a husband?* you ask. The question seems somehow comical once the words have left your mouth. You cough/ feeling strangely uncomfortable. Something about the way Maria Marquez is staring at you. Shaking her head: *I have many boyfriends but they dont know how to make love to a woman. They only know how to FUCK FUCK FUCK and fall asleep.* Youve arrived at a quiet stretch of the beach. Behind you the town is hidden by the trees. As the Brazilian touches your arm you...

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(CHESS) Its a bit of a nuthouse this building really. Theres old Billy The Hamster upstairs (you really DONT want to know). And that wee wanker Shawn next door to him with the skinhead and the tattoo all round his neck. Then of course theres WhatsErFace. From Dundee I think. WhatsErFace has crazy red hair and wears these obscene little skirts that I wouldnt have the nerve to show in public. (I think she might be a prozzie actually. I dont mean a sauna-girl like my pal Shona. I mean a proper...

Rachel s Fire 03

1987. 18 years old. Shed taken to calling herself Rachel Babylon by this point. Wanted to be a Punkrock singer like Siouxie Sioux or Iggy Stooge. Changing her drab name (Rachel Kearney) seemed to be the first step towards this. But the IMPORTANT thing going on in Rachels life just now was that shed finally left her Mother and moved in with longstanding boyfriend Byron. Byron had this damp wee flat in Wester Hailes that was a bit of a shit-hole to be honest. That didnt matter though really....

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(SPECTACULAR) Opening your eyes you gaze dreamily around your small candle-lit bedroom. You watch the golden shadows dancing around the walls. Everything seems so bright. Every colour every smell every thought is vivid and clear. Your finger slowly caresses – not yet touching the sensitive bud – just circling the hot flesh so it moves around under its hood. All the while your left hand pinches and pulls at your nipple. Heart pounding. Toes curling. What would your Mother think if she saw...

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(JANICE) Look back twelve years. 1987. I was a nobody. Just this shy wee virgin. I was 18 years old and I wanted to be a punk. I wanted to be a punk and I wanted to get laid. Everyone I knew claimed to have been living the carnal life for at least the past two years. My best friend Janice – this kooky black girl with spiked hair and a delicate little stud in her nose (years before this was fashionable) – said she did it when she was 14. My only vaguely sexual experience so far had been a quick...

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(THE SEDUCTION OF SEVERINE HEART) Severine Heart smoothed her hand over the black lycra mini-skirt and took a deep breath before entering the hotels foyer. She always got a little nervous before interviews and this was her biggest assignment yet. It was important though that she remain calm and professional. Even if the interviewee WAS Clay Corby/ devilish frontman with Californian rock band The Hawkline Monster. Before heading into the lounge – where Clays manager Caroline Moore had arranged...

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(THE PARTY) 1987. 18 years old. Janice and I walked (or rather staggered ) all the way from my Mothers house – taking turn about to carry the bag of records – past all the shops and pubs and down Leith Walk until we eventually arrived at Leith Links. *Where are we going?* I asked. *Were nearly there* said Jan irritably. *You said that ages ago Niece.* I could tell she was lost. *Shut up!* I was dressed in her leather trousers/ a baggy black jumper/ black leather jacket/ black shades...

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(THE FIRST TIME) I can still remember the first time he fucked me. Its so clear to me even now. Two weeks after Sharons party. Mum was working late at the hospital and Byron and I were drinking dry cider and talking and listening to Bob Marley. After a while it just seemed right so we stumbled through into my bedroom and lay on top of the bed/ kissing and fumbling in the darkness. I laid my head on the pillow and felt his hand move up my thigh. Under my skirt. His fingers sliding to you know...

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: Parts of this were posted in an earlier form as ‘Roger Simian’. BTW, the punctuation and style are SUPPOSED to be a bit weird. Just me being all wacky and experimental – haha. (COMPLEXION) The author of *Miss Babylon 1999* sits naked lonely and drunk up there in her bedroom/ slurping straight vodka from a coffee mug and gazing distractedly into the Looking Glass. Its not little blonde Alice she sees staring back at her though. More like a scrawny Snow White. Ink-black hair...

An Evening by the River

I set my bag down on the chair and pulled out my laptop. I needed to look up some articles on the Internet, so I decided to escape my hot office and got to the library. It was always cooler in the library, and after recent remodeling, there were dozen of Ethernet outlets on the long tables in the main hall. It was late Thursday afternoon, in the summer, so there were far fewer students there as normal, in fact, I only saw two other people in the hall as I sat down. I picked a spot close to the...

Grove River

Charlie hated doing chores, she knew she'd much rather be out playing in the fields, running through the tall grass, or swimming down in the river, what she envisioned a normal fourteen year old girl should be doing. However she also knew they had to be done. Even before the sun was up Charlie was. She had to feed the chickens, milk the cows, and collect the eggs needed for breakfast. So was life on the farm along the banks of the Grove River and she accepted it, most of the time that is....

Raped on the River

Ginny Marie Munson gazed silently at the flower bed in front of her as she gathered up the weeds she had just pulled. The cannas she had planted a couple of weeks ago reminded her of her fourteen-year-old granddaughter, Maria, who was spending the summer with her. Once the bright green stalks broke through the surface, they would grow like they were on fire, from small stalks to six foot high stalks with stunning flowers that would bloom until the snow covered them up in the winter. Maria was...

Rebel SpyChapter 34 Up River

On one of my last trips to visit with Mrs. Von R--, seeking knowledge of British intentions and a warm bed, a black woman hoeing at a kitchen garden stopped me as I walked past the back fence of her long plot. "Ho, mistah," she cried, waving her free hand. "You shore is a big 'un. How 'bout helpin' some poor folks?" She leaned on her hoe and looked at me stony faced, a bandana covering her head and her feet bare. I was in a hurry, eager to find a bedmate since Mrs. Von R-- usually...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 6 The Source

Rachel giggled, “Well, that’s rude.” “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.” “Tell you what?” “You think I don’t recognize that? That bow-legged ass walk that says you got yourself some king-sized dick last night.” “Becky, keep your voice down.” “Girl, you aren’t exactly being subtle about it. I guess that’s why you’re back together, ain’t it? I never guessed Ryan had it in him and I certainly didn’t guess you’d ever have it in you. I figured you’d be wearing a white dress still at your...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 5 Poker Night

Swinging into the grocery store on my way home, I bought two jars of salsa, several bags of chips, a bag of pretzels, and two cases of beer. I had a kegerator in my game room, but after a boozy month in which I tried to drink away Amber’s death I hadn’t refilled it again. I made it back home about twenty minutes before my guests would start arriving. Technically, cards didn’t start for another 50 minutes, but Derek and Jeff were almost always a half hour early. I brought the beer in first,...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 4 Rules of Engagement

-Hey -Dont have this phone number, who is dis -It’s your dear old uncle Along with the text, I included a picture taken from our last session. I doubt Rachel had even noticed the cameras I had installed several years earlier at my late wife’s request. She used to love watching herself when I fucked her. This picture showed the young blonde with her hands bound behind her, her face against the ground. Not evident from the picture, but she had been busy licking my cum off the floor at the...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 3 The Past and the Pain 0

Re-watching her as she brought herself to a thunderous orgasm that had left my bed soaked was enough to keep my lust from boiling over. Barely. It remained simmering at a high level, no matter how many times I brought myself off watching her gorgeous pink lips wrapped around my cock, her hair pooling on my thighs as she bobbed her head up and down vigorously in my lap. Of course, my near-perpetual state of arousal made it hard to keep my fingers from dialing her number, but I was currently...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 2 Second Thoughts

My phone rang on the nightstand beside us. Rachel surfaced, sucking in air in long, raspy breaths. “No, no, keep going. Whatever it is can wait,” I encouraged her. She squeaked out something that might’ve been “please” before quickly throating me again. She held herself down, her throat spasming against me, until my phone stopped ringing. Only then did she allow herself to come back up for air. One gasping breath and then I could feel the heat of her mouth descending on me again. My phone...

Rachel s Debt Chapter 1 The Accident

They were doing the speed limit, but my anxiety was making me more than a little impatient. I turned on his blinker and made to pass the truck. That was when I noticed the bumper sticker affixed to the tailgate. It had been right there in front of me, almost as if I had purposely avoided reading the bright white letters set out against the purple background: Dayton HS Cheerleading. As I turned the words over, something clicked. I'm not sure where the thought had come from, but I realized I...

Rachel s Voyeur Trail Run

I descend down the hill at a brisk pace. My lungs struggle to take in the oxygen that is depleted from my running. My legs are tired and ache but I’m only halfway through this run. It’s a hot Michigan day, but on the trail, it is shaded and feels cooler. I have never been a great runner. My father would always say, “You're not suited for distance, Rachel, you're a speedrunner.” I enjoy running these wooded trails because I rarely see anyone out here, so I’m comfortable wearing just a sports...

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Rachel s Shaved Pussy No Five

When I got the call to the headmaster’s office, I have to admit that I was pretty nervous, but I determined to put a brave face on and stand my ground. After all, what had we done wrong? Everyone involved was over the age of consent, and everything had been voluntary (that bit of coercion with Ricky aside) throughout. Perhaps our actions had been unconventional, but there are no rules against that. I wasn’t kept waiting long, but ushered down the corridor from the secretary’s desk into the...

Rachel s Shaved Pussy F

Experimentation was always on the agenda too. Lovers – usually men – would try to cement our affections with gifts, and although we discouraged it, a fair few new possessions ended up in our hands, including quite a lot of sex toys. Dildos and strap-ons in a variety of sizes, sexy underwear with gaps in entertaining places, lotions, gags and blindfolds, handcuffs, clamps, whips… Because we were wary of giving others free rein to their urges without our control though, we made a point of taking...

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It still wasn’t quite enough, though, so I would masturbate several times an evening, between getting home from school and going to bed. I think my brother may have watched me once or twice, which was something to think about. He would give me strange looks around the house, and I knew he was conflicted between lustful thoughts of my sexy body and knowing I am his sister. I gave him the odd tease, but never quite made up my mind on whether to take it further. I still had my panties, crusted...

Rachel s Shaved Pussy III

I chose my clothing very carefully. I had seen enough teen dramas to know how problematic it could become if I got a reputation for being a ‘whore’ or ‘slut’, or even just ‘easy’… and yet, I wanted sex, and lots of it. I needed to seem demure and chaste most of the time, while being able to turn it on at a moment’s notice if the opportunity arose. After some agonizing, I went with a pleated skirt that stopped a couple of inches short of the knee… and, daringly, no panties underneath. My cotton...

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And on top of everything else, the feeling in the suddenly naked flesh between my legs seemed to be heightened a thousandfold. The touch of my panties on it was enough to set me going, and I wondered if I would ever be dry again. Not that this bothered me unduly; I wanted to be moist and ready for sex whenever, because from now on, I would be having it a lot more. Besides, I didn’t feel like juicing up was dirty any more. With my smooth pussy, it would always be slick and spicy, and a quick...

Rachel s Shaved Pussy chapter 1

I think it was largely due to my pubic hair. Thick and dark, it covered almost my entire pubic region, and I struggled to cover it all when I wore a swimsuit. It seemed to retain moisture like nothing else, and felt cold and dank to me, and totally unsexy. If I ever started to get aroused, the liquid seeping from my vagina would quickly soak into my bush, and make me feel disgusting, putting a quick dampener (excuse the pun) on any feelings I had. I am not sure if it smelt bad afterwards too,...

Rachel s Research 3 Emily James Pt 2

In my dual roles as academic researcher and erotic author, I had been contacted by, talked to and on occasions like today actually met with a surprisingly large number of people involved in incestuous relationships.Add to this the rather sparse research already available on the subject, and my own personal history, and you had in me, a willing and eager student.I had quickly learned that are at least as many types of consanguineous relationships as there are traditional ones. In fact, there are...

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Rachel s Research 3 Emily James

James and Emily live in a big, bright, newly-built house on an estate on the edge of London. They are happy, attractive, hard-working and sociable couple. When I first met them, it was obvious that James was somewhat older than Emily but the age gap didn’t seem large and they were clearly very much in love.Emily was seven months pregnant, expecting their first child. Her swollen her belly was very noticeable and she was making no attempt to hide it. Although the child will be their first as a...

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Rachel s Research 2 Ellie Mark

The word idyllic didn’t do justice to the countryside as I sped through pale-coloured hills, alongside ancient orchards and past hidden wineries towards the busy suburb of the city where Mark and Elaine lived.My taxi pulled to a halt at the side of the street. I paid it off, took my journalist’s bag from the backseat and walked up the short stone-paved path. I knocked on the blue painted wooden front door and as I waited for it to be answered, took stock of my surroundings.I was in a very...

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Rachel s Research 1 Debbie And Phil

Journalism isn’t an easy life, especially for a woman. Okay, everyone moans about their jobs and it had provided me with an income for over two decades – albeit often a sporadic income – but no-one has ever become rich while working at the sharp end of the pencil.Because of this, most professionals have more than one string to their bow. Some write books, some write copy for advertisers, some write articles for the endless number of magazines – paper and online - under pseudonyms. Others still...

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Rachel s Slumber Party

I drove through the gate and up a long driveway to the enormous old mansion. I had never been to Rachel’s house before, but I always noticed it from the street, since it was the biggest house in town. Rachel had been friends with my girlfriend, Karen, since junior high, but they usually ran in different circles. Rachel was a petite, gorgeous blonde with dark eyes and a tight little body. I’d say she looked a lot like Gwen Stefani and was a very sweet, popular girl. She had pouty lips, a curvy...

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Rachel s Weekend

Rachel had not been the same since she had made love to David. She thought to herself, oh hell woman they don’t call it making love any more it’s fucking. Rachel still likes the making love idea better. Her feelings and emotions had been very mixed up this past week as she cannot believe what has happened between her and David. She is terrified of what would happen if her daughter ever found out. It would really be something though, her talking a man away from her daughter, boy would that...

Rachel s Golden Night

Rachel and I have been married for ten years. We were high school sweethearts and attended the same college. There had been some wild times in college, pushing the boundaries of our sexual comfort zone. Things, however, changed over the last two weeks; our sex life had become pretty much nonexistent. One morning at breakfast, I said, “We need to make time to talk, tonight.” “Yes, we do need to talk,” she replied, as she grabbed her coffee cup and gulped it down. I got a quick kiss and as she...

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Rachel s Wish Part IV

Of all the suggestions Marcus had been given on training a submissive, his favorite, by far, was establishing Rachel’s morning routine.The alarm sounded, and Marcus pulled down the blanket on Rachel’s side of the bed and took in the view. At his instruction, Rachel slept nude every night. And as soon as she heard the short beeping from his phone alarm, had rolled to her stomach, with legs spread wide apart. Had it been a bell ringing, she would have risen, moved to his side of the bed, kneeled...

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Rachel s Wish Part III

Rachel woke Saturday morning when Marcus’s body shifted beside her. Slowly, she stretched and took inventory of her naked body. The friction from the sheet brushed against her erect nipples, still sore from the clamps Marcus had used on her the night before. Some soreness in her thighs reminded her she’d been well used. She turned toward her lover, who met her gaze and stroked her cheek.“Good morning,” Marcus whispered, he laid his arm on the mattress so she could move closer. She loved the...

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Rachel s Wish Part I

Removing her stilettos at the end of her workday was the highlight of Rachel’s day. As an ad executive for a Fortune 500 company, she worked long, hard hours and made what felt like a million decisions. She uncorked the bottle of Pinot from the counter and poured herself a glass of wine. Taking a sip, she willed the tension from her shoulders, removed her suit coat, and unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. Carrying her wine, she moved across the maple hardwoods toward the master bedroom...

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Rachel was in the second semester of her first year in college. Originally from the Pittsburgh area, she was attending Boston U, and living with her friend Tanya and her parents. This arrangement was saving her money, teaching her some independence, while giving her a safe place to live. She had attended a party with some friends, but left early, having had just a few drinks while there. Things were getting a little "crazy", and she was able to hitch a ride back to her place. She often referred...

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Rachel s Ravishment Pt V

As I knelt, naked, next to the table scattered with the remains of the evening’s refreshment and picked through it for something to still the gnawing hunger in my stomach, it occurred to me that these people had no more regard for me than the lowliest slave who only ate after her betters and then only what they’d deemed not suitable for themselves. I’d seen myself in the small bathroom mirror, smudges of drying semen under my lower lip, my breasts reddened from being slapped and squeezed, my...

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Rachel s Ravishment Pt IV

It seemed like Saturday was here in the blink of an eye. One minute it was Thursday afternoon and I was flopped on the floor of my room where Maitena had left me, dozing in post - orgasmic bliss and the next it seemed like I was getting ready to meet her. I had occupied the last day and a half with small, stress free pleasures like sleep, blatant avoidance of study and, after catching my step-sister Cybele in my room again, nitpicking at her about everything and nothing, although mostly about...

Oral Sex

Rachel s Ravishment Pt III

I’m not sure if days of the week have the ability to be sentient but I’m convinced Thursday is plotting against me. Thursday is in cahoots with its cousins, Tuesday and Wednesday, to extend every one of their minutes to an hour, their hours to days, days to weeks. By the time my digital clock ticked over to 12.00 am I could feel Thursday laughing at me, the little red dots calmly blinking the seconds at me, mocking me with the fact that it may be the day I was desperately waiting for but there...

Oral Sex

Rachel s Ravishment Pt II

The day after our first encounter together, Maitena turned up for our tutoring session, took one look at me and acted as if she hadn’t ordered me just twenty- four hours before to hump myself on her leg until I came. She drilled me relentlessly on the law of cosines and I began to wonder if my step – mother had tried to poison me at lunch yesterday, and instead of dying, I’d just experienced some kind of mind - blowingly vivid hallucination triggered by my obsession.For an hour and a half I...

Fetish

Rachel s Ravishment Part I

I need to pass this crap. I have to understand this obscure shit.It’s no use. I’m never going to understand trigonometry. I can’t remember what prompted me to think I’d get a kick out of a Chemistry degree in the first place. I even have a tutor. Not that I’ve been learning much about the teachings of Hipparchus lately.The tutor was my dad’s idea. “Your step – mother and I are paying for this university degree, Rachel, and you seem to be struggling. I think a tutor will be a wise idea.”“Dad,...

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Rachel s Reward for Working Hard

This is my first posted story, please critique it good or bad comments all are welcome, definitely need the criticism, thank you. It was a quarter to five, almost time for Rachel to get off work. I had been planning this all week. I finished tying the last rope to the bedpost when I heard the front door close. I rushed out of the bedroom and closed the door. I walked over to her and placed a kiss on her dark tan cheek. I looked down at her business blouse, her top buttons popped open and her...

Toys

Rachel s World

BACKGROUNDWith the Female Supremacy laws firmly in place, a new age of gender relations began. Males were deprived of all rights and are, by law, slaves to all females for the rest of their lives. Their duty is to serve, submit and suffer for females. Females, on the other hand, are given absolute power over all males. Any female at any time can demand that any male be punished, tortured, maimed, castrated or even snuffed. She need not have any reason other than it would please her. Once...

Rachel s presentation

As the taxi pulled up on the gravel driveway Rachel stepped out and peered up in awe at the magnificent mansion. Who would’ve thought a company that made simple plastic moulded toys would’ve had such a grand headquarters. It was simply magnificent. Ornate brickwork, leaded windows and immaculate grounds. It was only the voice of the cabbie offering to help with her bags that broke the spell. “Would you like a hand in with those miss?’ the cabbie enquired. “Oh… oh, yes please. That’s very...

Rachel s Journey Chapter 2 Darkroom days

Rachel had, originally, been wearing leggings with unicorn panties that morning. As she had been making her breakfast, she couldn’t help but think of that unicorn laughing at her desperate attempts at masturbation, and just couldn’t focus. Smiling unicorn HAD to go! She ran to her room and yanked open her closet. Rachel decided on a skirt and a button up white dress shirt. Her skirt was her absolute favorite thing she owned. Rachel began to smile, just at the thought of putting it on....

Rachel s Jouney from virgin to nympho

Rachel had always thought of herself as ugly or a plain Jane but secretly dreamed of being a sex object that drove men insane. She envied the other girls around her. Rachel watched them take command of the rooms they entered, in some way or another, and dreamed that it was her. She stood in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom, looking at her 15 year old body and dreaming of cock. Rachel ran her hands down her naked flesh, from her neck and down through the valley of her huge DDD...

Rachel s Shaved Pussy 8

Honestly, I didn’t believe a word of it, but Kirsty did, and she is such a drama queen that her mind immediately went to the worst possible options. But worse than the nightmarish scenario of spinning from one exotic location to another on the holiday of a lifetime, she was going to have to rein in her now-habitual promiscuity. “We aren’t going to be anywhere for more than a couple of days. I’ll never be able to work out who’s safe to fuck, who can keep a secret, who’s not got a nasty fetish...

Rachel s Baby

Chapter 1 Rachel sat in the rocking chair enjoying the feeling that the warm evening rays falling gently on her bare breast induced deep inside her. She was taking advantage of the evening tranquillity to feed her new baby outside in the fresh air and, looking down on the barely hair covered head of the tiny being that was nuzzling hungrily at her nipple, she experienced a deep feeling of love and tenderness and realised how fortunate she was. Supporting the baby in the crook of one arm she...

Rachel s Tutor

I was sad to see Rachel go. She had introduced me to a whole new life, one I knew I was going to embrace. Well…not out in the open. God, if my parents ever found out what I was, they’d probably disown me! Hard-core conservatives. If only they knew that their only daughter now found women incredibly sexy. HA! Well, they came home late from my aunt’s wedding, but neither looked like it was any fun. As they walked in my dad just kept going up the stairs, and my mom just looked stunned and appalled...

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Rachel s First Lesbian Experience

I had always thought of myself as a straight girl, I had been fucked by every guy in my high school by the time I was 18, it was a miracle I wasn't pregnant by now. But on my 18th birthday, that was all going to change. I invited some of my best friends to a sleepover, and soon we got into a game of truth and dare. "Rachel, truth or dare?" My friend Diane asks me. "Truth," I reply. Diane thinks. "Have you ever been with another girl?" I answer quickly. "I never have, and I never will," I say,...

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Bhabhi Made A Slut By Bunch Of Lorry Drivers

This story happened when we took a lift in the container of some lorry drivers. One of the young guys tried to press my Sister-in-law Sumi’sboobs. I tried to object but he hit me for trying to stop him. Then Vel, the eldest and the main driver of the group asked me and Sumi to go to the lorry and wait. We both walked to the lorry which was at some distance from the guys. I asked her, “Are you okay chechi?” “Yes, I am,” she replied. I could feel that she was tense. We reached...

Fun in the River

I had lost my virginity two years ago, and was not entirely impressed. I hardly felt the first guy and the second one lasted all of five minutes. Now I was eighteen and blossoming, and I was ready. I didn’t just want to sleep with someone again; I wanted to try something new. I have always been adventurous. My name is Dianna and I am about 5'5' light skin and light brown hair. My eyes are hazel. I have a perfect hour glass figure, 34 B cup and a round ass that amounts to a decent handful. I...

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Down By The River

The morning was bright with the promise of a warm day ahead, the sky a perfect deep blue. I am fortunate to live in a sparely populated rural location and can go days without seeing another human being, with the exception of my Wife, of course. So, after finishing breakfast, I set out for my morning stroll over the fields, as had become our custom. However, as my better half was away at a conference, I was totally alone, and as the temperature began to rise, I steadily peeled off layer after...

The Great River

The day was hot and the sun was very bright and high in the sky. The Great River sparkled like sapphire, and the well-tended fields of wheat and barley shone like gold. It was the height of summer and the sweltering heat had sent most people indoors into the cool shade but out here in the countryside and farmlands, beyond the ancient capital, there were at least two people who were revelling in the warmth and sun. Alya laughed joyously, her head tossed back as her long raven hair streamed...

First Time

Down By The River

Sex, the final frontier. A never ending voyage to explore new sexual realms. To come together to create a new definition of erotic enjoyment. Giving each other mutual pleasure. To boldly go where we have never gone … before.Back in the day, when my wife and I were a new couple, we were still exploring each other’s bodies. I asked her to marry me just fifteen days after we met. I could only see her on weekends, because she lived an hour away and we both worked during the week. However, Friday...

Outdoor

Whiskey River

"Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let a memory talk to me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me..." My name is Jim. I ordered my third bourbon of the night and listened to the singer on the stage belting out a Willie Nelson special. Whiskey River, don't dry up. You got that right. After what they did, I never want the river to run dry, I thought as the song continued. Who were the they I was referring to? They were what I had believed to be my lifetime best...

The Devil s Pact the Tyrants DaughterChapter 3 The River

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Tuesday, August 11th, 2071 – Chasity "Chase" Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA The sun rose, shining through my window. It roused me from my thoughts. All night, I had sat on my bed, staring at my hands, the pain slowly fading from my spanked ass. But the hurt in my heart only intensified. Joab had been the first person in a long time I had cared for. He was strong and passionate. He loved me. And maybe I loved him. But I messed it up. I replayed...

RebelChapter 45 On the River

When we had nothing better to do, and the big river was nearby, we enjoyed taking pot shots at the officers on the poop decks of passing ships. We seldom hit anyone as far as I could tell, but even at 500 yards, my rifle was very accurate, and I often scattered the afterguard. It was judging the moving target that was the problem, but I enjoyed seeing men scrambling about after one of my shots. Occasionally the tars replied with a bow chaser, aiming at the smoke cloud my riffle produced, but...

The Creature from the Dark River

The Creature from the Dark River 32 year old Sandy Stevens stood on the bow of the 40? research vessel the Raven II as it cruised down the narrow river. The light breeze went through her long hair and felt good in the African heat. The voluptuous blonde was wearing a very tight light blue halter top and a pair of white short shorts which did nothing to hide her impressive 37DD-24-35 body. She and her husband, 52 year old Dr. William Stevens, where heading this expedition to try to find a...

Summer by the river

It was late in the afternoon when i left work, quite fed up with all the sh_t happened that day. I was not exhausted, but i really needed something to take my mind off of things, to relax. So, i just rode my bike, with no idea where i should be going. I didn't wanted any friends around, nor did i want to be completely alone. Since it was a hot summer day, i finally decided to go for a swim in the river. There's a quite nice sandy beach near town, where the river takes a turn, with beer stands...

Warm Day at the Walla Walla River

It was a warm day at the Walla Walla River; I figured it was discrete enough to take off my clothes and just skinny dip. I walked along a rocky area and slowly took my clothes off feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. It was quiet and peaceful, the river was running slow, I could even see the rocks at the bottom, and if I look hard, I could see the fish moving through the current. The water was refreshing soothing the heat off of my body as I slipped in. It was shallow enough just to sit in...

Exhibitionism

Camping on the Tennessee River

All characters are 18 years of age or over.*I've had a "thing" for the girl next door for as long as I can remember. Ever since Elise and her family moved in next door I thought she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen. She's also the sweetest, funniest, smartest, and the sexiest girl I've ever known. We've always been best friends and only recently has that friendship grown into something more. From my perspective, it's like I've been given the greatest gift I could possibly imagine. I've got...

The River

Eric stopped to wipe his sweating brow with a red polka-dot handkerchief, before renewing his grip on the long pole and pushing the punt along again. He was seventy-three years old and slightly overweight. The poling was very hard work and Eric was looking forward to reaching the end of the journey. Mavis, his wife of fifty-two years, reclined in the double love seat of the boat and looked around at the countryside as they made their placid way along the gently-flowing water. She was also a...

TNWS02 A Summer to RememberChapter 43 Cruising Down the River

When that largish canoe had rounded its first bend and all those naked people on the shore were well and truly out of sight Keith just leaned back into his seat and pulled Gemma’s body back into his chest. He put his arms around her waist then felt up the girl’s puffy breasts with his hands. He rubbed the areolae with his fingers and gently squeezed the girl’s nipples then gently kissed Gemma’s neck and ears and the back of her head with its black, curly shoulder length hair. One hand also...

The Great River

The day was hot and the sun was very bright and high in the sky. The Great River sparkled like sapphire, and the well-tended fields of wheat and barley shone like gold. It was the height of summer and the sweltering heat had sent most people indoors into the cool shade but out here in the countryside and farmlands, beyond the ancient capital, there were at least two people who were revelling in the warmth and sun. Alya laughed joyously, her head tossed back as her long raven hair streamed...

Time Like a River

[Note: By Lifting Winds Forgot and The Ceremony of Innocence precede this tale. If you’ve not read these two this story will make no sense at all.] +++ Time, Like A River: The Voyage From Driftwood III Part I: They called for the harp – but our blood they shall spill Byron, By the Waters of Babylon – from The Hebrew Melodies ◊◊◊◊◊ The Air Force C37A turned on base over Maryland’s ‘eastern shore’ – flying towards it’s next waypoint and now 4500 feet over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, and...

Jenny By The River

I had ridden my BMW 900 into the rolling hills of northern Victoria, to visit friends at their house in a little town of only a few hundred people. My friend’s had two teenage kids and while we were all chatting some other kids dropped in. When I saw Jenny our eyes met and locked. I was about thirty two with a beard, jeans, denim jacket and short boots. With the motorbike I must have cut quite a dashing figure, interesting to a young girl. After a cool drink the kids decided to go for a...

Back to the River

Growing up by a river is a strangely special thing. No matter where I travel in the world I keep finding myself drawn back, as I just seem to find real peace while I am there. Even now though I work in the city, I still head back up to our family farm, just to chill by the river… especially as my parents get older and need more help. With that said, I don’t actually stay at the main house when I am there. Don’t get me wrong, it is a beautiful old homestead, the original portion being...

Our walk by the river

We arrived at the car park and as we drove in B noticed a car with three young lads in and around it. “That looks a bit strange.” She said and I agreed. Still we parked up and made our way to the path that leads along by the river amongst the trees. I noticed that the young lads, all around the middle to late twenties, had left their car and had followed us down the path. We didn’t think much of it and carried on with our walk watching the Swans and Ducks on the river.We walked for about ten...

Virgin Used by the River

Virgin Used by the River.Just turned 16 and still looking to lose my virginity. As a healthy male I watch all the girls like a hungry wolf after it’s pray. Like wolves I hunt in a pack. Today, however my mates are on holiday. My family not being as affluent as theirs, means I couldn’t afford to go with them. They were all virgins when they left and plan on losing it to some lucky Italian beauties. Well that’s their plan! The only rod I’m likely to use is of the fishing variety. It’s a glorious...

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