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Justin s Story

By Chris "Nasty" Hicks Part 1 (Love at 1st Gigabyte) My name is Justin Polton, but I go by J.P. I'm 31 now, but the story I'm about to tell you started when I was only 23. I'm a half white, half black, handsome Motherfucker. I'm about 6 foot tall, clean shaven, with short brown hair, and a fucked up attitude. But, can you blame me? I'm fucking rich. Well, anyway! here's the story of the last 8 years of my life. And I warn you in advance, it's some real graphic shit in...

Independence Day

Friday, July 4th, 1997“Independence Day,” Heather corrected her mother testily. “What’s that, dear?” Mrs. Meinders asked distractedly. “The holiday is called Independence Day, not the Fourth of July,” Heather repeated. She breathed out a sigh of exasperation. She had argued this point with countless people over the years. It was a major pet-peeve of hers. “Do we call Halloween, October thirty-first? Do we say ‘Happy December twenty-fifth’? No! This is the only holiday that people refuse to...

Island Royale Institutional White Slavery in the New Millennium REPOST

This is a repost of the story I recently submitted, edited as necessary because of the limitations of the XNXX website format which confuses graphics, inexplicably substitutes a question mark for quotation marks at times, and does not permit footnotes. It is hoped therefore that this reposting will provide more clarity. I have also reposted the story as one entire novella because it is hoped the sprinkling of negative comments I have received results from the previous inability of the...

An IN Sight Exclusive Report Island Royale Institutional White Slavery in the New Millennium

____________________________ Every few years a newspaper or magazine article will be published, or perhaps a television documentary will be aired, seeking to expose the sordid operations of the so-called “white slavery” business: The illegal trafficking of women sold into a life of exploitation and involuntary prostitution. Almost always these reports have focused upon the cruelty of the slave trade and upon the appalling and often brutal conditions under which these unfortunate...

Double Trouble Part II

Saturday morning came early…at 5:30 I awoke…not fully rested but feeling exceptionally good. I rolled out of bed…shuffled down the hall to the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker. Next, to the john where I took a lengthy piss…and feeling the stickiness of my cock I smiled about the memorable night before. Fuck that was hot! Visions of Ellen sucking my cock….then begging for my cum had me half way hard before I finished taking care of business. Back to the kitchen and out through...

The Masseur 2

This is a follow up story about my friend Mike, who is a successful businessman that runs a high end spa in an upscale community near Scottsdale, Arizona. It is a true story, and is related as Mike told it to me; it is also in response to a request from a lady who wanted to know more about his house calls. My name is Mike, and I own an upscale spa near Scottsdale, Arizona. I started out as a one man operation after a couple of very nice ladies staked me to my own shop, and now have three...

My wife is the band s groupie

“Nothing planned why?” “I was going to organise a rehearsal with the new band members.” She wrapped her long dark hair in a towel and began towelling herself off. “Who has joined?” She asked. “Mick and Ben are still in.” I said as she smiled. Mick and Ben both had had the pleasure of my wife’s body before. We even made a video of the two of them double teaming her after a party one night. “And two new blokes Stan and Dan.” “And what are they like?” She asked. “They play...

trash part 5 the finale

After that, Earn beats up Mickey. Mickey tries to kill him, but Earn shoots her five times in the chest. Mickey falls down the stairs dead. Julie is heavily turned on and fucks her father. Johnny gets the baby. He tries to calm it down. It doesn’t stop crying. The baby actually got HIV from breast milk. In order to trick the baby he lets it suck his nipple. The baby doesn’t buy it and screams. He goes upstairs and finds Julie and Earn having sex. He joins in. Earn has a larger penis than...

Catle busenstien

*********** The rusted out old car had whined and spluttered for over a 100 miles. The east European Trabant was famous for two reasons. Firstly for being mass produced on a scale Henry Ford would be envious of, and secondly for being crap. This Becky had learnt all too soon after parting with her cash. A hundred dollars seemed a bargain for her own transport, after all the buses and local trains were almost non existent. However over a day at 30 miles an hour with little suspension and...

Driving in Snow Ch 02

Chapter 2. Wednesday Breakfast. Ann started to pull on her pajamas and said to me: ‘Time for breakfast – wear your robe.’ As we were about to leave her room she looked slightly apprehensive and said: ‘My beloved, as much as I love what we did and I hope we get to do it a whole lot more, I think it would be best if you slept with Barb tonight and Cindy tomorrow.’ I took her into my arms and hugged her tight for a long time. She held me just as tight. Then I responded: ‘You really love both me...

Cookies Cream Ch 04

Chapter Four: ‘Éclair’ Bliss. That’s all I could describe my embrace with my lover beneath me. Total bliss. I slept like baby in a secured crib, not caring about my surroundings except what I’m sleeping on…my John. I really didn’t want to wake up from this heavenly sleep…except there was a scent of bacon. How strange…if bacon was cooking, then someone was cooking them. ‘Good morning!’ A voice shouted above our heads. I just realized morning after sex is a big pain in the ass! In my case, if...

Emma Ch 13

It was Amelia to whom Emma reported at work. Amelia was a stunning woman, Emma thought, and in the most objective way possible. Certainly, the way she dressed was quite unusual. She wore stocking, suspenders and very high stiletto heels, but then, except for the cloak she sometimes threw over her shoulders and which came down to just below her buttocks, she wore nothing else at all. Amelia certainly wasn’t a naturist, otherwise, like Emma, she wouldn’t have affected any clothes at all. Nor was...

Chances Pt 02

:: CHAPTER THREE :: Shoshana adjusted her hijab in the mirror and tucked the last few strands of hair inside and secured them with a bobby pin. She glanced up when Asher came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. ‘Are you doing okay?’ he asked. ‘I’m fine,’ Shoshana assured him. ‘Good, ready to go?’ Asher asked. Shoshana nodded and followed Asher out of the room. Neither of them spoke until the elevator doors had closed behind them. ‘We can’t let Jake or anyone else find out...

15 Minutes is NOT Enough

In 1968 Andy Warhol posited ‘In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.’ Of course neither he nor Marshall McLuhan had ever heard of twitter or Paris Hilton and the sex-tape Kardashian family. As all great geniuses they were simply imagining the post-industrial, post-propaganda world where a simple hand-held digital device would completely democratize media. They imagined a world just like today in which virtually anyone (even those undeserving of legitimate celebrity) can...

The Fitting Ch 06

The moon had risen high in the starry night when they both stirred awake. Robert took Rachelle’s hand and pulled her to his body so tenderly. His kiss on her forehead was to allow her to feel his warmth. Had it only been this morning when he walked into Vaughn’s shop? He almost didn’t make the fitting. He would have lost something so precious if he had allowed his anger to stay on the surface. Rachelle moved slightly nesting her curves around his body. Neither felt like speaking, just laying in...

Swati Ch 02

I have sometimes wondered, many years after the event, what made Swati & I do what we did. Or rather, what made her do what she did, since what I did was perhaps no different from what any other nineteen year old boy with raging hormones would have done, given the opportunity. Swati was after all a recently married Indian woman in an age when female adultery, apart from being completely taboo was virtually unheard of in our society. Nor was she a slut or an easy lay. It had all started off as...

Sunset on the Nile

Author’s note. This story was previously submitted as part of a chain story. The day had been hectic, so it was an unexpected piece of good luck when Annabelle found a copy of a new book in her favorite series. She got herself comfortable in her bed and picked up the book. She loved the covers, the beautiful women, and the strong handsome men. Annabelle opened the cover and began to read. The light was fading. The big red ball had almost sunk beneath the horizon. Ian stood up and stretched....

The Photog

It was a dry heat that was almost stifling as Natalie Brenner dropped off her bags. The flight to Kabul had been riddled with problems and the fact that she was one of the top foreign correspondents with the BBC didn’t help. She held dual citizenship with the United States and Italy on her father’s side and the higher ups had agreed she should travel on the Italian one. The city was in shambles with the infrastructure in desperate need of repair and money. She needn’t get too comfortable...

Prisoner in his Harem Ch 06

REWRITTEN AND EXTENDED VERSION The story so far: Lisbeth Somerset is a 36-year old English workaholic who teaches human rights at a university in an Arab country. She is caught handing a bomb to the assassin who had plans to kill the children of the local ruler and of other dignitaries. That ruler, Sheikh Fouad, consumed with rage, considers the death penalty even too lenient for her and makes her an offer: she will be his prisoner for life having to serve him in his harem as a slave. From...

Maryam

‘Out the front of the hotel, take a left, go two blocks, cross the street, it curves around and changes its name, but the NGO building will be right in front of you. You can’t miss it.’ You can’t miss it. Sure I can. Especially now that you’ve placed the ‘You Can’t Miss It’ jinx on me. So here I trudge, laptop on my back and carryon dragging behind me, in the middle of Paris where I’ve never been before, wondering where my ‘it’s so easy you don’t need to take a cab just walk’ destination is....

Mariam And Elijah In Ottawa

I try hard to be the pious and respectful, Hijab-wearing and Koran-quoting Muslim sister that my parents, Ahmed and Ayaan Mohammed expect me to be, but I kind of suck at it. Partly because I love to suck dick. My name is Mariam Mohammed and I’m a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Lately, I’ve been suffocating under the burdens of my Islamic faith, Somali culture and the iron-clad rules of tradition. Something had to give. And the results stunned...

Meating The Hammer Man

I turned and slowly struck a pose in profile while Dede panned around my long hard on. ‘Have any of you seen Hammer Man?’ ‘Nope!’ answered Cessa. ‘Oh well,’ I sighed. ‘Do you suppose while we wait one of you could, (dramatic pause) Fuck me up my ass?’ ******************************************************************** It was hard to believe that this was the same place I was in several weeks ago. Gone was all the casual joking, and the laid back atmosphere. It was replaced with all kinds...

A romance in Byzantium Part 1 Prelude

Istanbul! That means: ‘the Turk’s there,’… Constantinople, that means ‘the city of Constantine’… But for me it’s ‘Byzantium’ – and that was never Turkish, was never Roman, was never Greek. That was always just ‘Byzantium’, the melting pot of nations at the entrance to the Bosporus, where blend Orient and Occident, mingle…, mate… great people bringing forth. Byzantium…, that name should commemorate to Byzas, a mythical figure, a Megarian army commander (today would we say ‘warlord’). He, as...

April 1st

It was late March and I was reading the newspaper and I found some interesting information from Wikipedia about April Fools’ Day I thought I’d share it before telling my story. April Fools’ Day is celebrated every year on the first day of April. Popular since the 19th century, the day is not a national holiday in any country, but it is well known in Canada, Europe, Australia, Brazil and the United States, and it is celebrated as a day when people play practical jokes and hoaxes on each other....

Girlfriend Becomes Obeying Slave

Reinhardt eyed the woman in front of him. She was much shorter than his girlfriend, whom he had been cohabiting with for over for years. She laid her back on the bed and was an attractive Brunette at her mid 20s, and was probably Eastern European too. “Now I want you to turn around and lie face down,” Reinhardt ordering the young prostitute. “Yes sir,” the prostitute meekly replied. The prostitute turned her body and face around and laid face down on the bed. She was...

A squabbling father and daughter have a meeting with fate on Halloween eve

The man slipped his cigarette out the narrowly-opened driver’s side window and hurriedly cranked it closed, crudely cursing the torrential rain outpacing the frantic windshield wipers. His daughter sulked moodily against the far door, curled into a limber knot. Her finger sketched a pattern on the fogged glass that had meaning only to her. “Give me a smoke, Dad. I’m out.” Her voice held a mocking, wheedling tone. His voice was raw. Damned sore throat just wouldn’t...

A Happy Somali Couple

Faith, as has been said, is a funny thing. Many people say that my religion is sexist, that it oppresses women, and all that shit. Well, they’re right, and they’re also wrong. The religion of Islam doesn’t oppress women. Insecure Muslim men use the religion of Islam to oppress misinformed women who lacks the brains and guts to speak up for themselves. My name is Ayanna Muhammad, and I’m a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Calgary, province of Alberta. I recently married...

A trip to Colombia offers a man unexpected excitement

“Colombia? As in drug cartels?!?” My voice rose an octave and a half as my boss revealed himself to be an alien from the planet Moron. “Who goes to Colombia? Do you realize that country’s on the State Department’s ‘don’t go there’ list?” I continued in the same vein for a few minutes before allowing him to get a word in edgewise. He reminded me that all the major oil companies had major investments south of the border, that the advisory...

A New Life Begins Ch 01

Kara sat nervously in the great hall of her Uncle Cain’s home. She had never known such a luxury her Uncle was about to give her. Being the only child of a poor farmer and her late mother, she had grown up to know only hardship and the use of her hands. Cain walked briskly into the great hall to greet Kara. She noticed he was a strikingly handsome man for his age, tall, dark brown eyes, wavy golden hair and a body better than someone half his age. As he sat down next to her she could smell...

How I lost my virginity with a married man

It was 1997 and I was 17 almost 18, still a virgin id had the odd fingering off lads normally in the park after a bottle of cider, it was never anything to get me going, lads at that age never thought about pleasuring you it was just to see how many fingers they could put inside you, once that was over with I’d reward their rough fingering with a wank. not a fair deal in my book but I never had the urge to go the full way. I’d been a tea time girl for a family since I was 15 tea time girl is...

School Love

There can’t be many more embarrassing things for a teacher than coming apart in front of your class. When it happened to me I was mortified. Fortunately there were only eight students there, a sixth form English Lit class, not 30 horrible 14-year olds. I’d had a particularly venomous row with my husband that morning, and I’d been feeling fragile all day. Then one of the girls in this class started reading what was, in all honesty, a very maudlin poem she’d written about some medieval knight and...

Patience Riley Is Home

Patience… what a woman, my deepest, darkest love, covered in warm mocha brown with a dollop of baby fat that makes her curves so much sweeter, a perfect size for me. But I am a greedy man, a very greedy man and a size eighteen is perfect for me. Breasts that defy my ability to hold them with both hands at the same time, areola and nipples that fill my mouth with chocolate goodness and an ass that jiggles oh so slightly when she walks. I will always walk behind that ass and not just because she...

The Broken Holiday

K-BAY 92.3 FM started sprinkling Christmas songs into their playlist in November, starting on Thanksgiving. For the first week or two thereafter, Nat King Cole, Bing Crosby, Burl Ives, and Gene Autry made casually rare appearances, surfacing between Huey Lewis and The News, Madonna and Depeche Mode. By the time The Big Holiday was actually at hand, airwaves were so saturated with holiday cheer that even Top 40 pop songs were festooned with jingle bells. On this Christmas Eve night, the fop...

Sensual Massage Ch 01

‘Sweet scented excellent full-body sensual massage to young ladies by experienced good looking young male masseur with full satisfaction, complete relaxation and immense pleasure in the comfort of your home. Be pampered like a goddess. 2 to 3 hour sessions of relaxation and sensual pleasure. Happy endings included’. Add published in the news paper attracted Rupa’s attention. Lured with the advertisement, Rupa thought why not she should try to explore the fun in it. Rupa called the agency at...

Bisexual Women Of Somalia

As Salam Alaikum, dear readers. My name is Yasmin Aden and I’m a 46-year-old Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia. My family moved to Ontario when I was younger, and I haven’t left the country since. Hell, asides from routine trips to the cities of Gatineau or Montreal on the Quebec side, I seldom leave the province of Ontario. This land is dear to me, ladies and gentlemen. I’ve lived my whole life there, practically. After...

Turkish massage

This is a story that happened a few years a go. I was 22 and my girlfriend, Jenny was 19 at the time, a small, slim, brunette, and a 32 E. We had only been together 2 months and the sex was passionate, so we decided to book a holiday together to Turkey. We arrived in the middle of August and neither of us had felt heat like that before. We checked in early and decided to head straight to the pool. Jenny slipped into her bikini and then put some denim shorts on, she looked incredible, her skin...

GF s f y Midwinter Lodge Retreat 4

As Tina pulled back the curtain on the shower my heart was pounding. Only minutes earlier I had seen her Dad and other male relatives acting out a Turkish bath house scene in that very shower. Mentally the images were seared into my mind!! But the sounds coming from behind the curtain now were much more feminine. Tina turned and grabbed my cock and kissed me savagely! I could feel my cock swelling and I thought again about just possibly mounting her instead of interrupting her Mom and oldest...

Night Visit to my Phantom

Hey baby, I want you so bad. I am dripping wet for you. I want to come into your room in the middle of the night, seeing you lying asl**p on your back with your arms raised, your naked body vulnerable and open for me to consume. I quickly take off my clothes and naked, i snuggle up to your warm body. It’s been so long that my skin is on fire just hugging your warm chest, feeling the rise and fall of your belly, rubbing my hands all over your muscular back. At 6’3′ you are quite taller than my...

The Buffalo

Introduction: This is the story of the incestuous relationship between the young and beautiful Jenny and her mad scientist father For thousands of years before western civilization invaded the American plains, its native people hunted the buffalo. Having only basic tools, the death of each animal was a battle hard won. As such, the hunters carried a degree of respect for the beast, and a tradition of using all parts of the animal was established. While its flesh served the obvious purpose, its...

A night visit to my phantom

Hey baby, I want you so bad. I am dripping wet for you. I want to come into your room in the middle of the night, seeing you lying asl**p on your back with your arms raised, your naked body vulnerable and open for me to consume. I quickly take off my clothes and naked, i snuggle up to your warm body. It’s been so long that my skin is on fire just hugging your warm chest, feeling the rise and fall of your belly, rubbing my hands all over your muscular back. At 6’3′ you are quite taller than my...

Love Three Ways

Sarah sank back into the deepest part of the sectional’s corner, surrounded on all sides by the thick, overstuffed pillows. The soft cushions enveloped her naked body and embraced her feminine shape in the most decadent of ways. She sighed in anxious contentment as she nestled in more deeply, and then spread her thighs in seductive welcome as Monica began to climb up, cat like, between her legs. Since her sexual awakening, Sarah had known somewhere deep in her heart that she was a lesbian....

A Catholic Education

Kieran Logan leant back in his chair, satisfied that he had finished marking his Year 11 Chemistry tests. Finally, he sighed to himself, just twenty minutes until… He grinned at the thought of the school bell – and his after school activities. It had been an uneventful day at his work, with piles of correction in his free classes, and immature Year 8s in his teaching periods. To make the day just a little more tiresome, a fellow teacher had decided to make her move at morning tea. She was short...

Jane and the Belly Dancer

Jane and the Belly Dancer We resumed fucking and for the first time in my life I began to feel sick to my stomach while having sex. It was time to resume my self coaching. ‘This is how I’m gonna someday make THE BIG BUCKS! Just a few more minutes. Oh shit look at those tits bounce! The way she’s moving her legs. OMG OMG OMG! *********************************************************************** I gazed into the full length mirror inside the dressing room and admired my new makeover. There...

more from eve 2

The Manager greeted us with a huge smile and said, “welcome Shilla, so nice to see you again, but where is Ron?” Shilla introduced me then explained about Ron’s accident and that I had come on holiday in his place. “ Oh so sorry to hear that, hope he is better soon,” then he turned to me and said,” most welcome to you, enjoy your meal.” The restaurant had the tables arranged around the dance floor and Shilla and I were ushered to a front row table, right on the edge of the dance...

How do you solve a problem mike maria Part one

How do you solve a problem like Maria A parody based on ‘The sound of Music’ The year is 1936 and just above an ancient convent outside Saltsberg a pretty young blonde girl is singing on a grassy hill. Maria was an orphan who lived at the convent as a novice with twelve other young girls of various ages. Maria is a slight girl of five feet in stature and has honey blonde hair and these are her adventures at the convent and at Captain Von Trapp’s mansion where the good captain lives with his...

sex games part3

the two s****rs anne and nicole, started to get scared, they wanted more privacy.on this particular island campground spot there were old abandoned cottages.why not check them out.,just as soon as my s****r got some close back on.as we went towards the cottages karen started to get personel with me.she wanted to know more about me.she acted like she wanted a steady boyfriend, i only wanted to have fun.i just told her what she wanted to hear. she was six years older then me, and was probably...

Faith and obedience Part 1

Manchester 10th January 1840 The carriage came to a stop outside a red brick house with an octagonal tower rising above the entrance. Two gas lamps flickered either side of the door. At least he is rich enough to buy himself a new coat , Faith thought to herself. But she already knew that. The coat he had ruined wrapping it round her to keep her warm must have cost five guineas at least. More money than Faith had received in four years at the mill. The older apprentices were paid but...

Escape From St Trinian s

"How much further?" my daughter Felicity asked.I glanced at the diagonal yellow line which ran across the sat-nav's screen. "Nearly there, darling."'In three hundred yards you will have reached your destination,' announced the electronic voice on cue. And there, at the far end of a menacing avenue of dead elm trees, stood a gaunt stone gateway, with the brooding Victorian profile of St Trinian's in the distance. It looked, for all the world, like an amalgam of a Normandy chateau and Gormenghast...

Turkish Delight Part 2

Late in the afternoon we each had a quick swim, then pulled on t-shirts and wandered back down the beach. This time Jack strode ahead up the path to the cabins. Cara said, "You know I like being last, the view is better.""What, oh, no. Sexy girl lusts after my boyfriend's butt," I simpered. She patted me on my butt and said, "Well, you had better go first so I can lust after yours. It may be the only way of getting Jack's off my mind. But I warn you even that may not work"Inwardly I grinned,...

The Grimoire Part 4 Josephine

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling and thinking of my experiences over the last six months; Uncle Darcy being pronounced dead, the reading of the will, and his legacy to me, an old leather-bound book. The discovery of Agnes, my witch within the magic of its pages and the unbelievable sexual chemistry that had established itself instantaneously between us.I felt Agnes stir, and her leg curled over me, and her thigh came to rest on my cock. Her softness and warmth caused it to come to life. Her...

Corruption On The Dance Floor

Semra is a sexy young British Asian wife of Turkish origin. Sleek bodied, refiend beauty with a Mediterranean complexion. She is a career woman and a doting wife to John, a white British male who is a paramedic. Life is pretty normal for the couple... If a little mundane. But this all changes when a sexy blonde MILF Monica, who just happens to be Semra's manager encourages Semra to join her on a night out during a business trip in a distant blue collar provincial town. Monica is a hotwife and a...

Bogota Bang

"Colombia? As in drug cartels?!?"My voice rose an octave and a half as my boss revealed himself to be an alien from the planet Moron."Who goes to Colombia? Do you realize that country's on the State Department's 'don't go there' list?" I continued in the same vein for a few minutes before allowing him to get a word in edgewise. He reminded me that all the major oil companies had major investments south of the border, that the advisory was for targets such as diplomats, and that regular...

A Night Out with Monica

I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street.It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo-classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...

The Girl That Needed To Get Fucked

Mitch was gone. He was off to his business lunch and then flying back to Texas to his wife and children. I was not falling in love with Mitch. And I don't think it was even him that I was missing. He triggered a hunger within me that still needed to be fed. He had made me his slut. He transformed me into his fucktoy and I fervently embraced that role. Don't get me wrong, I was not playing the part of his slut but in that moment, I truly became his slut. And I loved it. I reveled in it. No...

A Night Out with Monica

I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town’s name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street. It’s fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...

The Crusader

The fallen had become the flowers of Antioch. They lay scattered like wildflowers on the putrid planes. There’s no need for bees or butterflies in the garden of the dead, flies are suffice. A sad end for men who had followed to Cross to the bitter end. However, I’m no knight of the Cross. I’m not even religious. I was born poor and had to learn to make my own luck. I’m an opportunist. Made a small fortune by climbing on a merchant’s daughter, knocking her up and gaining a foothold in the family...

Mediterranean holidays

“Phew! I can’t believe how hot this place is!”, you say to your self as you start getting ready for another night out. Still you’re glad that you came to the Turkish resort town of Antalya with your best friend Christine. It is the first time in three years, ever since you met your boyfriend Nick, that you had the chance to go on a holiday with your best friend and relive the wild days of university. Not that you got to see Christine for long, of course. She bailed out on you from the very...

Michael s Weekend of Destiny

Michael Scott was sat at his desk looking out of the third floor window of his office. He could see Portsmouth Guildhall which was a large building built around 1900 or so and unlike the 1960's style of the Civic Offices it was quite gothic looking.It was a medium sized venue for music and theatre but most importantly he could see the large clock on the tower and it was getting close to 4pm and it was Friday. Michael was happy because he could leave behind the very grey and dull world of...

Country Boy City Girl Chapter 27

I woke up in the morning laying on my back as I felt Linda slip out of bed. I watched her tight bottom as she walked to the bathroom and close the door. I looked over at the clock, it was a little after 7. A few minutes later Linda came back and slipped in next to me and cuddled up against me and we shared a deep kiss.“So, how do you feel?” I asked her.Smiling, she looked into my eyes and said “Freshly fucked”, then giggled slightly.I laughed along with her and kissed her again. “Also, a little...

In Praise of Older Women Part 3 My Awakening

Meg’s StoryToday was the day. Today I would be going home after three weeks in the hospital following a car accident which left me in a coma along with two broken legs. The last two months had been a total transformation for me. Widowed three years ago, I had set out to change myself from ‘Sad Sack Meg’ into a new woman.Art lessons, self-help courses, diet and working out had been the start of it. Seducing a young man more than twenty-five years my junior had been my new venture into...

Paula First job for my boss

I received the first assignment from my Boss about two weeks later. His contractor from Istanbul was coming. Ibn Mustafa Halid. I remembered this name because it was also a test for me if I would meet the expectations of my boss. At the beginning I had to get him accommodation in Victoria. I went this morning before noon. The receptionist, who remembered me as a whore in tight sweaters, miniskirts and stilts, looked at me in surprise. This time I was dressed in a light blouse, gray skirt over...

My life changed forever part 3 the day of compl

The evening had been long and hard, my ass was sore, I must have had 6 huge loads dumped into me by my master, but after what seemed like just a few hours sleep I was in the car and being taken to a barbers. I had cut back my beard, so it had about a weeks growth, but I knew it would be removed at some stage and today was the day, I loved my beard! We walked into the barbers, I was escorted to a barbers chair and they went to work, removing my beard, giving me a turkish wet shave, which felt...

Part 3 the day of complete compliance and surren

The evening had been long and hard, my ass was sore, I must have had 6 huge loads dumped into me by my master, but after what seemed like just a few hours sleep I was in the car and being taken to a barbers. I had cut back my beard, so it had about a weeks growth, but I knew it would be removed at some stage and today was the day, I loved my beard! We walked into the barbers, I was escorted to a barbers chair and they went to work, removing my beard, giving me a turkish wet shave, which felt...

Whoring Days

My whoring days - I start my careerI felt his cock enter me from behind and he thrust it upward violently, all but lifting my feet off the floor. Ten minutes earlier I had entered his flat on the second floor of a large block of mansion apartments located opposite Battersea Park, South London. This was my first ‘escort’ agency assignment. A home call prearranged by the agency office and I was scared shitless! I rang the bell and was let into a large spacious flat by a tall not particularly...

Bouncer

Alan was an ex-marine. He was big, brawny, and immensely tough. During his marine days he had acquired his nickname, Force. At the age of twenty-nine he was working as a bouncer at a nightclub. The reason for his change of profession was; that eighteen months before after he had been a little too close to an exploding bomb, and spent a month in hospital. He was severely scarred, but fortunately there wasn’t any permanent damage… well… almost. Problem was, that his mobility had become somewhat...

To Dance Together

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I could not help thinking that there was more to life that I had up to now. Not that I really had reason to complain, I had money. Daddy was wealthy and I had a good job that even at thirty, paid well in exchange for discretion. Daddy had organised it with his employer Mr Callow. Callow Associates were security consultants of the more discreet type and not the kind that provided guard dogs. Of course, I cannot tell you moreI also had looks, or so I was told, but had always been a bit of a...

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Happy hour on a Friday night at our local neighborhood bar outside of Pittsburg was always crowded and fun. I would normally meet Jerry and Jennifer there after work on Friday evenings. I was closer to the bar with my drive home from the office while Jennifer and Jerry would arrive separately since they worked in different locations. This Friday night, I walked in knowing I was there before either Jerry or Jennifer. There happened to be a couple of seats open at the bar as I made my way in...

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I am going to tell you a real story where was be lived in Turkey.In 2009 I had just leaved ex my lover. My life also had nobody. But I had been talking occasonally on telephone to with a hijab girl. Her name was Ayşe and aged 25. I had met approximately two month ago and not leave ex my girlfriend yet. We were not lover.We had started talking more long time after I leaved my ex girlfriend. We had decided coming face to face. I had went to 500 km away seeing her. I have been came to Elazığ. I...

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We were spending some vacation days at a Caribbean beach.The previous afternoon Ana and I had arrived to the resort and had spent the rest of the day there; since it was a bit cloudy.We had enjoyed a nice meal for dinner and had fucked like wild rabbits until late night in our room.But now a new morning had come and we set off for the beach. We went by walking, until we arrived a nice secluded spot among some sandy dunes. Anita soon was lying on her stomach over a big towel, reading a book.I...

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“For fuck’s sake, Mother,” Noelle cried, stamping her foot in exasperation, “I’m not a c***d; I can take care of myself while you’re gone.” “We’ll be gone for three months, dear,”Marian Staples replied, a hint of exasperation in her voice. “The idea of your being alone here in this big house for that length of time is not acceptable. I would be sick with worry and unable to enjoy myself.” “Don’t go all drama on me, mother,” Noelle replied. “I’m nineteen; I’m going to the university in the fall,...

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I will start this by saying this is 100% true and happened in September 2019 whilst on holiday in Marmaris, Turkey, at the hotel we were staying at, it was opne of the best moments of my life and i remember every second in detail as if it was yesterday.So lets start with my wife, she is 43 had two offspring so a bit of a belly but still slim and a good pair of tits her pussy is still tight as both were c-section, not the best lover i have been with but affairs have always sorted that problem...

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It was 10:30pm on a Monday night and I was sitting in my flat watching TV. I was having a glass of wine and the phone rang, it was May. I liked May. I had known her for all my life. She had married an older man. He was an accountant. They had two daughters, one three years younger than me. The other five years younger than me. My mother as a child had grown up living next door to May. They had kept in contact when they both had married and had families. I was treated like a son in May's family....

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How I find my luck in Orient 4

Prepare me for the NightWe leave the car and the guys guide me to a door, backside the building.We came into a Tiled premises and I realized that we were in the actual slaughterhouse. In the middle was a large stainless steel table, a drain at the bottom on the floor. Wallside were hanging a few Waterhoses. In addition, there was a larger tub on the side. One of my two companions came to me and gestured to undress me. I thought of Pasha's words, followed and put down my kaftan. Now the two...

How I find my luck in Orient 3

PreparingsThe next days Baba was very busy. Fatmah told me he organize the wedding. She told me that an official ceremony is not possible, but Baba want´s a Bayram to celebrate. He asked a friended Iman for help. The Iman told him that an official wedding ceremony would not be possible, but he could bless Baba, Mustafa and me.So neither he nor the others involved in religious conflicts. Although the Koran forbids homosexuality but it is permissible that his followers dominate the unbelievers...

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New life beginsAt breakfast the next morning Baba and Mustafa came to greet me with bright faces. I felt uncomfortable. Of course I liked Baba, but that I should be his wife too, I had not expected. Besides, I was worried about Anne, how is she going to feel? Baba patted my hand. He felt that the new situation was strange to me. He spoke to Mustafa in Turkish, whereupon Mustafa told me not to worry and that we would talk together after breakfast.That morning, Mustafa helped me clean up while...

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You come from Turkey, somewhere in the east, I think. Your father is rich, a ‘captain of industry’, owns a mine or a mill or something like that. He’s always had money and you have always been spoilt, he bought you whatever you wanted. However, he didn't always let you have your own way. No, he was strict in that sense, overprotective and quite religious. A Muslim of course, you wore Islamic dress from a young age, even before you started to develop. Loose fitting clothes covering your body and...

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The TV installer called me into the guest bedroom and asked me where I would like the cameras hidden. “I want the bed covered from all angles and two cameras for close-up angles, I told him. You know that I want to film people having sex, so could you place the cameras in various locations and then we'll do a test run before permanently hiding them.” “Okay, It will take me about two hours to do the setup and then I will call you and we can test the system.” I walked back to my bedroom to take a...

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The first thing I noticed was the sweet, sensuous smell. I twisted my head from side to side, but it seemed to be coming from all around. “What the hell’s that?” I whispered. “It smells like a Turkish brothel in here.” “And you’d know, sweetie,” he said, taking his cue as I knew he would. “Don’t you like it?” “You know I do,” I replied. “It’s sandalwood and rose, my favourite.” I felt his hand on my arm as he guided me forward. The silken blindfold was much more effective than I’d expected,...

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I had been looking forward to the weekend; a chance to spend time with my sister Abby, and meet her new boyfriend, George. I admit to having been nervous about sharing an apartment with someone I had never met, but we had separate bedrooms and it was, after all, just a couple of days. The highlight was to be our spa session; time for us girls to properly reconnect. A light lunch, a facial, a manicure and something called a Hawaiian wave massage. Away from the boys, we easily slipped back into...

Angela Gets Fucked in Public Part 13 of the Angela series

Chapter 1 Carly sat in her car in the parking lot. She had followed Angela to the bar, hoping to see if Angela was meeting her Master. She had been following her on and off since she found out, but had missed her last weekend. Carly had driven by the house several times and had not seen Angela’s car until Monday evening. When she saw her during the week, she could see a change in her demeanor and just knew something had happened. Based on her research, she felt something more would happen soon...

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Any hopes of an Indian summer had been dashed. October bumped into November, handing the autumn over clumsily, with sultry weather one day and drizzle the next. I hoped the weather wasn’t a metaphor for my life, which had suddenly been shaken by a girl and her painting. Elizabeth had crashed into my life like a whirlwind. One minute everything was predictable or as predictable as it could be, the next minute I was having amazing sex and planning a life-changing trip to Europe. I was making...

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My sweet Ana had started to take classes in salsa. She said every Latin woman would learn such a wonderful hot rhythm. She even tried to drag me with her; but my schedule was really busy and I also had been always a lousy dancer; so I declined the idea…After many classes, Ana said she needed a new skirt for dancing; so I offered to go with her to the shopping mall and purchase something nice.The next afternoon we finally ended in a small store for salsa stuff. The owner was a filthy old man,...

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A big problem for those who are young, single, hot, rich and kinky is finding an outlet for their sexual appetites but not end up in the National Enquirer, messy relationships or in secret government databases for later coercion or fundraising. The word is that well connected elites have worked with Concierge Healthcare providers who already serve them with high-end sports injury and other therapies to develop private sexual clinics that can cater to those appetites. It is true but you won't...

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I'd always been attracted to thin women. I was a long-tall-sally kind of guy. But there was something about Darshelle that just floated my boat. She was a big girl, a very big girl, big breasts, big butt, big everything. To quote Muddy Waters, "She had waves like a baby child." It's possible that she caught my eye because she carried herself with such confidence. She moved like a long-tall-sally. I think she was a ninety pound super model trapped in a giant black body.Our first date went well....

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I must tell you about a very exciting sexual experience that my wife, Susie, and I enjoyed last week. I get hard just thinking about it now but at the time it was just about the most amazing and naughty thing we had ever done.We had been wanting to expand our sexual horizons for some time but were not interested in the swinging scene since we were quite content with each other as sexual partners as well as life time companions. Quite by chance we discovered a mutual interest in...

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There is a Turkish family in our commercial complex.They have a shop in this complex.They sell medical stuff.Wife and husband , they are working together.Her name is Esengul.And, her husband is not my friend but since we have been working in the same building we know each other.Esengul has more experience according to her husband on medical stuff.She manages the job.She is almost 38 years old.She is not a beautiful woman.But, she always seduce me.She is thin.But always wears sexy tight...

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Sunday morning I go home, have a very hot bath and I sleep till 4pm, I soon as I open my eyes, Said is own my thoughts bringing a big smile to my face, after a long hot shower I go to the kitchen to make coffee, I realise I am naked on the kitchen, ( I never walk naked around the house) after my coffee back in the bedroom I start rubbing lots of a very nice peach body cream all over my body, before I leave the house I rub more cream all over my body specially on my neck, tits and my pubic area,...

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