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Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 11

Note: All persons in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. 38. Battleship Row Every time Angelina Mancuso took Annarosa out for a walk, in her coach, she had FBI agents, unabashedly, walking with her less than 20 feet behind her. There was not just one group of agents, but several that were with her, every step of the way. On a Tuesday afternoon, while pushing the carriage, they made her so nervous, she collapsed onto the ground, into...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 10

Note: All characters and areas portrayed in this story are purely fictitious, and are a product of my imagination. Any resemblance to a person, living or dead is strictly coincidental. 34. A Funny Kind of Day ‘Charlie, if I lose my grip on this ladder, we will never catch up to this boat.’ ‘Then it is a good thing I have it anchored to the bottom of the ocean, isn’t it Ann.’ ‘God dammit, Charlie, if you did not fuck so well, I’d kill your sorry ass.’ ‘Just remember, babe, I am keeping sea...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 02

6. ‘Family Problems’ Frank saw the large contingent of men, standing outside Tony’s house, as he was on his way to take Antonia out for the day. He was ordered to stop by an armed man, who told him to cross the street, and be on his way. ‘It is going to be very hard for me to get Antonia, from over there.’ He laughed, ‘So you are the guinea pig?’ ‘Yeah, Tony did not want to use any of the good guys for this detail.’ ‘Are you packing?’ I turned sideways, and showed him the nine millimeter under...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 12

Note: All names and associations used in this story are not real, and any similarity is strictly accidental in nature. This is a work of fiction, and please read it with that in mind. Dear Reader, This is an Edited Version of Chapter 12. I did this for two reasons. First, to clean up some English problems. Second, and MOST IMPORTANT, to advise you that my computer, containing Chapters 13, 14, and 15 died, taking with it all my work. It is with my I.T. people now and they are trying to retrieve...

Why I Met Your Mother Chapter 1

Normally Phil would’ve objected quite vigorously to this turn of events. He’d been an enthusiastic bachelor for as long as he could remember, and it wasn’t in his style to just let a casual fling turn into something more permanent. But Sadie could cook, the sex had been explosive to start with, and, most importantly, she brought Kiara with her. Kiara was Sadie’s thirteen year old daughter and ever since the first day she’d wandered shyly into Phil’s place, a rucksack of her meagre belongings...

Why

She got out of her car and I knew it was her. She matched her description to a 'T'. She was even a few minutes early, which is a serious plus in my book. Fashionably late might work for a party, but not a date."Hi!""Hi!" She said with just a touch of shyness. I smiled and held my arm out. She took it and we went into the club for dinner.Blind dates are always risky, but internet blind dates are the worst. You meet over a bunch of bits and bytes and try to establish a connection to the...

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WHY I BANGED MY BOY IN THE BATHROOM

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

Why do fools fall in love Jacie 2 Chapter 4

“JACIE! Jack has phoned three times already, are you ever getting out of bed?!? Oh, and your friend Laura is here.” Her mum’s voice echoed in Jacie’s ears as she tried to get some clarity through her cloudy thoughts. ‘Who the hell is Laura? What happened last night? How did I get home?!?” Just some of the thoughts mingling with the confusion in Jacie’s mind, as her bedroom door opened and in bounced Laura smiling her beautiful smile, her sky-blue eyes shining. Jacie instantly recognised her...

Why Have I Waited So Long

Have you ever watched the movie, Oklahoma? My favourite song is “I’m just a girl who can’t say no”! I love sex and more than that, I need it. Without, I crawl up the walls and am not a happy person to be with. I like men. I like their bodies, their cocks and above all, I love it when they cum – it’s what sex is all about for me.So why a story in the bisexual section, you are wondering? Sometimes, my friend Rebecca and I team up if one of us has found a couple of men to play with. We...

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WHY SHE S A SIZE QUEEN

"Why I Am A Size Queen" By Janet MasonThis post has been copy and pasted from Janet Masons own blog. It explains why shes a size queen that loves huge Black cocks and cuckolding her husband. In a lot of her porn movies with BBC its quite clear she isn't just acting and here she tells it in her own words.Steve and I spent last night sitting by the fireplace with a bottle of excellent Pinot Noir and had a great discussion about the role of the 'lifestyle' in our relationship...especially the...

Why shouldn t we

"Why shouldn't we?" Ms. Cole said, touching my knee and slowly teasing her fingertips along the line of my thigh. "After all, you're eighteen now." I'd never seen her like this, this older woman, best friend of my mom and a constant presence in our lives since I was five. Her behavior was strange and creepy, the kind of thing that mom had warned us about, though I'd always thought she was talking about men. And yet, despite knowing that what she was doing was wrong, I couldn't escape the fact...

Why Don t We Watch the Video Photoshoot beco

Why don’t we watch the videoThe day finally came for us to watch the video of our second encounter. We met at Elizabeth and Bridget’s apartment. “How should we start,” wondered Elizabeth out loud. We all kind of scratched out heads for a minute. We’d all three already seen each other naked and had sex, so that bit of awkwardness was over. The tablet we were going to use as a camera was set up on a tripod and facing the couch. It was easier to use a tablet than a regular video camera since the...

Why do sopranos go for tenors

What do you do if you are stupidly rich, I mean way up the world rich list? Well for men, fuck beautiful women for a start would be a frequent answer. I am no exception and I thought this as I wrapped my legs around a gorgeous busty red-head who was stark bollock naked. Though I should mention that she was my fiancé. Also one of the rising stars amongst operatic sopranos.I was dragged into her magnificent bust to my evident pleasure. Running my hands down her back I pulled her sopping wet fanny...

Why I don rsquo t like POF much

Let me explain to you why I don’t like POF. 4/11/2019 it was Thursday, I’m was a bit tired after work and decided it would good idea to take a nap when I got home. I got home, but I caught a second wind. So I grabbed a water and a snack and happily danced my way downstairs to play my favorite video game. It was recently released so I gotta grind and "get gud.” I played the game for good hour before I said. “Time for a nap.” It was around 7pm when my eyes closed shut and my eyes didn’t open...

Why were my little knickers so wet

Why were my little knickers so wet? Here is why.....I had sent my son Sean a picture message. It was a selfi pic of my lacy bra with the words, wish you were here x.I got a text back in moments saying, "Mum, was that meant for me or dad"?I thought about it for a moment then sent a text back saying "Your dad Sean, but you may as well look as I see you looking a lot and your father isnt intrested in me nowadays so yeah, why not"?Buzz buzz, "Well there lovely mum, but I know this already hehe. I...

Why Sex And Love Making Is Different 1

this happened few months back when I was in Hyderabad.I was working in some company, I use to be very professional at work place, one new lady joined the office as HR she is fair, tall, slim with perfect body. Her name priyanka (for personal reasons cant disclose the name).She joined many where behind her, I did not show much interest in her as I was busy with work. Later after a month I started giving smile to her and wishes like hi, hello, how are you it was formal way we use to greet. Later...

WHY I LOVE SPANKING

Several people have asked about my love of punishment, specifically spanking. When I think about it, I do enjoy giving a good old spanking. But my reason for it goes back to our old family house and my sister, Ginger.If you follow us, you know my sister, brother and me were raised by our mom. Dad died when we were young. If fact, my little brother Mike was only 2 months old when it happened. Mom moved us from a large 4 room house to a 2 bedroom condo. Four people in a little condo with no...

Why are you so Wet

There is only one thing I love more that having a man stuff my pussy full of hard fat cock and that is taking my thoroughly fucked pussy home and having my simple minded stupe of a husband eat me out. He never wonders where all to goo comes from, just takes my word that it is my normal discharge - my cum- that flows whenever I'm horny. I'm probably not being fair calling Harold a simple-minded stupe. With any other woman he would probably catch on pretty quick, but Harold loves me, worships the...

Why I Love Lesbians 2

Why I love lesbians over female friends fucking great guys has a second sexy secret raunchy reasonHow easy it is to start friendship untroubled by confusion about future possibilities in real or notYou do not need to pretend, only genuinely share ideas about which sexy scenes you both seem to likeI easily made contact with lots of them, especially when most my friends were lesbian or bi-curiousLong lasts in my memory the first time, when I crossed borders by accident, talking to a dear...

Why I am the Way I Am

As I get on in years I am trying to figure out why I am the way I am. I mean I don't seem that unusual on the outside but on the inside I know I am wired very differently than most males, a fact the I am beginning to enjoy even more. I have been a closeted cross dresser for as long as I can remember and I have not given that much thought until recently. I must have had some suppressed memories that are beginning to unfold which indicates there is a reason why I am the way I am. I came from a...

Why Do People Use Condom 8211 Part 1

I am Paul 22 years old guy from Kerala living in Bangalore working as Software Engineer. I studied in Mumbai. I am 6 ft tall and have a dick of 6 inch. My family is composed of my Dad Mathew, a businessman aged 52(mom says he was a stud during his primes), mom Susan is homemaker aged 47 with height 5′ 5″ and she is really hot for her age and keeps her figure, which is 34D-28-36, a sister Maria, 3 year elder and 5’6″ who is also above average in looks among her peers with stats 32C-24-32. My...

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Why Sex And Love Making Is Different 8211 Part 3

Hi My Dear Horny Readers In ISS, Hope your all are well in spirit and sex life. It’s been pleasure writing another story of mine which happened few days back. For new readers am Alex from Delhi. This is my third story. I am 6 feet, fair, good looking guy of 32 years. Am working and staying alone in Delhi. Anyone interested do reach me on Please leave your comments on the same email id Coming to story: I received few mails from readers of ISS. And from one of the reader by name priya (sorry...

Why Sex And Love Making Is Different 8211 Part 2

Hi ISS Readers, Hope everyone is in pink of your horny Sex life. I got very good responses for my previous posting “waplog 2 bed in two weeks” whom I met in social networking site and had Sex with her and with her cousin. I wanna thank for the readers and who have responded. And I got few good friends from ISS and I had encounter with one of the beautiful lady too but cant post as she requested not to for personal reasons Now am in Delhi. Staying alone if anyone interested do reach me on and...

Why I Hate Magic Pt 3

Daniel could feel his muscles throbbing, keeping rhythm with his heartbeat. His body ached and he was soaked in sweat, the moisture cold and wet against his skin. His mouth, though, was completely dry, as if he had been sucking on a cotton ball until just recently. Lying in bed Daniel opened his eyes to the world around him. Judging from the darkness that had crept into the room, several hours had passed since Daniel had fallen asleep. As his eyes began to adjust to the lack of light...

Why Some Men Prefer Transvestites

Why Some Men Prefer Transvestites by Michele Nylons Copyright© 2009 by Michele Nylons Introduction To set the scene, I am a middle-aged, married, businessman who also happens to be a part time transvestite. That is I like to dress like a woman and experience sex with men, other transvestites, crossdressers and women. I do NOT want to be woman, I don't stay dressed as a woman all day every day, nor am I interested in sex with men unless I am dressed as a woman. I used to...

Why do fools fall in love Jacie 2 Chapter 4

“JACIE! Jack has phoned three times already, are you ever getting out of bed?!? Oh, and your friend Laura is here.” Her mum’s voice echoed in Jacie’s ears as she tried to get some clarity through her cloudy thoughts. ‘Who the hell is Laura? What happened last night? How did I get home?!?” Just some of the thoughts mingling with the confusion in Jacie’s mind, as her bedroom door opened and in bounced Laura smiling her beautiful smile, her sky-blue eyes shining. Jacie instantly recognised her...

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Why I Hate Valentine s Day Part 6

I once again awoke to the images from my dream thoroughly depressing me. I thought I was losing my mind to Prissy-Sissy for real. I began to wonder how long I could continue on the path I'd taken with Master Malcolm before I'd be lost to Prissy-Sissy forever. I needed to escape and soon. Thursday was just like my other days. I got dressed as ordered by Mistress Helen in my Baby Pink PVC and White Lace corset and lingerie and did my makeup in matching light pink and gray shades, and...

Why I Hate Valentine s Day Part 7

I woke up the next morning to the images from the sissy stepford wife dream replaying in my head. I tried to shake that off but with my panties sticking to my crotch from all the cum that had accumulated in them, I got emotional again and started crying. I felt so worthless and dirty. I was just a little fuck toy and cum dump and nothing more. I cried some more, but eventually rolled out of bed. I removed all my jewelry and set them on my vanity. I slid the shoulder straps of the baby...

Why I Hate Valentine s Day Part 8

I awoke the next morning and prepared myself for my morning maid duties. The sissy stepford wife dreams didn't bother me much anymore. I didn't think they were ever going to happen, and I would be a sissy slut bondage maid for the rest of my life. I recited my Prissy-Sissy mantra and that helped get me going again. I did my makeup in light pinks and greys for the Pink PVC and white lace maids uniform but also for the pretty pink square neck sheath dress I'd be wearing to Francine's...

Why I want to be female

Why I want to be female This is not so much as a story as a personal description of how and why I want to be female. I had not read anything similar so I hope, in some small way, that what I write here resonates with you. When I was young I have no recollection of ever wondering about or desiring to become female. For me, this desire sprang forth from a serious of events when I was in grade 8. I lived in a small town with a single claim to fame. Fifty years ago the town sports team...

Why Me

?Freedom!" That was the predominant thought in my head as I trudged out the back door and into the parking garage. It had been a long week and I was eagerly anticipating my wild night – mint tea, mystery novel and my cat. What some might call boring, I call bliss. Two whole days, all to myself. No last minute deadlines, misplaced files, raving bosses, or late night overtime. I was going to stop at whatever grocery store was still open at this hour, pick up a frozen pizza, and head straight...

Why You Shouldn t Go Home With Strangers

Why you shouldn?t go home with strangers III Why you shouldn?t go home with strangers III This story contains non-consensual BDSM and extreme pain. If this offends you, do not read it. I woke up the next morning very hungry. I ate my breakfast slowly, reading the day?s paper. I was more focused on my slave than the type, though. She realizes I will make her hurt whenever I Want, and in whichever manner I want, but I still needed to work on her obedience. Yesterday she was good, but she...

Why does it have to be this way

Why does it have to be this way? Is sex not god’s gift for everyone? ……how can infidelity are justified? Or is my own philosophy wrong…philosophy that sex is only a chapter in the book of marriage and that one never throws away the book just coz one chapter is not right?????………..these were the lines of my thought when the calling for boarding of ae278 to Mumbai brought me back to where I was. I was at the boarding lounge for first class passengers at Kuala Lumpur international airport waiting...

Why don t I write more

My main problem, though, is I don’t have so much time right now and I’d really need to make money instead. Not to mention I’ve been busy with a certain website. There are lots of fake ones, but this is the only one which only has real stuff like this. They have a strict policy about everyone being an adult, of course, so they verify these things properly. They also have experts and therapists working in the forums, which is a nice touch for people who have problems accepting their emotions....

Why Didn t I Just Chapter 22

I got up early Saturday morning, and rode my bike down to Cresteri's Pizza, in Santa Ana. I had called ahead on Friday, and ordered a two foot Italian Grinder sandwich for pickup on Saturday morning. I told Mrs. Cresteri that it was important that she make the sandwich herself, because I was trying to impress a girl. These were authentic grinders that she made, with the cold cuts and the cheeses. She even baked her own bread, and added onions, shredded lettuce, tomatoes, and oil and vinegar....

Why Didn t I Just Chapter 32

I slowed my activities down a little after I got back from taking Connie up to Stanford. I still spent part of every day out looking at properties, and Ken and I stayed in close contact, but I wasn't pushing it very hard at all. I was in a funny mood, wondering what to do with myself. I had decided not to go back to school in the Fall. It seemed pointless to me, when I could have my guardian enhance my knowledge on just about any subject that I wanted to know more about. I came into contact...

Why Didn t I Just Chapter 35

We left the restaurant right after Diane gave up asking me for a repeat demonstration. She was quiet as we drove back over to the campus. It was still only about nine o'clock when I parked my car and started to get out so I could walk with Diane over to her dorm. Before I could help her, she opened her own door and hopped out. "I'll be back in a minute, don't you leave." She took off then, heading towards her dorm room. Three minutes later, she came back into view, carrying her choir...

Why Me FChapter 4 Stages

{date:2020-05-18a} “You’re looking well,” Eric said Sunday when she got in the car. It was probably an empty compliment. She was wearing her usual winter coat, and it covered her dress. Even though he was wearing his parka, she knew he had on a suit and tie. He always did. “Thanks. You always look nice. I feel like I’m underdressed when I’m with you. Do you own anything but suits?” “Yeah. I even own a couple of pairs of jeans, which isn’t to say that I could fit in them. But think for a...

Why Me MChapter 4 Pageant

“You’re looking well,” Eric said when he picked Candy up Sunday. It was an opinion honestly felt. She had always been beautiful, but she had also been hangdog. She didn’t actually look chipper, but she did look calmer. “Thanks. You always look nice. I feel like I’m underdressed when I’m with you. Do you own anything but suits?” “Yeah. I even own a couple of pairs of jeans, which isn’t to say that I could fit in them. But think for a minute. What do you wear to school? Jeans?” “Yeah.” “But...

Why Me MChapter 6 Preparation

Eric Stewart was part of the prosecuting team in Judge O’Brien’s courtroom Monday January 14, 1980. First Jack stood up in front, conducting the prosecution, and he talked to the people involved in the next case. Then he went up and dealt with the next case while his partner went back into the space for those watching. A judge of a major felony trial would never let people hold conversations back there, but traffic court went faster and was less formal. Anyway, Judge O’Brien called it quits...

GRACE NOTES

Chili met Grace during his last semester of college at a university in Maryland, a couple months before he would graduate in the spring of 1978. He met her at his dorm, or ‘mod’ as it was called, which was pretty much known as party central around the complex. It was a very modern dormitory for its time: it was co-ed and consisted of apartments housing four or six students in each. Chili’s housed six, with two double rooms, two singles, two baths and a kitchen and living area. Chili’s five...

The Stalker Epilogues and Author Notes

The Stalker – Epilogue 1 The twin metal shards beneath my heel clatter discordantly down the concrete steps and onto the platform, their normal staccato rhythm off-beat and out of time. Carefully I place one foot the required 6 inches before its partner in a perfectly straight line willing my hips to wiggle and my pert, toned buttocks to undulate seductively beneath my fitted skirt. Gradually, I make my progression amongst the assembled throng, my feverish eyes darting hither and thither,...

We Did Not Exchange Notes

As you guys know about the current bank situation and the hassles going on for the common people, it isn’t different for me. But on that faithful evening, there was something really strange that happened. My name is Ashish Kadam (22), just an ordinary citizen in my twenties struggling with the day to day hustles of life.Trying to find a balance between work and fun as well as trying to fit in my study time within both. I was going for my last exam of the November season after which I had to go...

Becoming Sara Six months later Author s notes

Six Months later. A lot of things happened over the last six months. The most important one was Max didn't stop kissing my sister, and she didn't want him to. They moved in together not more than a month later, and will be getting married today. I thought it would take a lot longer to get to that point, but when Max had loved her since high school, and she fancied him as well just that he was not her type back then. Now she had no complaints other than she had missed so much. I...

The ExperimentChapter 4 Story becomes Cliff Notes

Mary was feeling sorry for herself. She whined and complained without pause, justifying her actions and trying to convince Paul that her decisions had all been for his benefit. She never once broached the subject of what she’d put me through or how it could have been in anyone’s interest other than her own to sell my use to anyone with a decently sized bank account. She even used Paul’s car as an example of how she had looked after him, reminding him that she’d gotten him that car as soon as...

Why not

I have always liked guys. I remember having a crush on my 6th grade teacher. When I was in the 8th grade, my curiosity got the best of me and I seduced my friend one night when he was sleeping over. We were laying down watching TV and I put my hand under his shorts and grabbed his dick. He pulled away at first but I was persistent. I got to suck my 1st dick that night. I started wearing my sisters panties and bras shortly after that. First around the house, then in public, even at school. I...

Why I Never Got a Tattoo

True story, about the law of unintended consequences. ………………………………………….. It was always the four of us. Jimmy, Rocky, Zane, and me. We went to school together, rode our motorcycles together, two of us worked together. Non of us was married, well Rocky was for awhile, but it didn’t work out. Every weekend for the most part whatever we did we did together. This particular Saturday was one of the rare days I had to work. I didn’t get home until five, and I knew where the guys were, so I...

Why I Hate Charles deGaulle Airport

I love to travel. I love the excitement before the journey, the planning, the packing, the arranging. Tickets, passport, taxi. I love going onboard an airplane, I love watching the landscape rush by and then sink out of view as the plane takes off. I love checking in, claiming luggage, going to the hotel, another check-in, arriving at my home-for-the-duration-of-my-stay. I love browsing through strange cities, having breakfasts at the hotel, lunch at a cafeteria or just a sandwich on the go,...

Why Black Men Love White Women

I guess it had to be written someday. The world’s greatest taboo. And I would be the woman given the task to prove it. That’s okay. I’ve always been the kind of woman who rises to meet a challenge. Inquiring minds want to know why so many Black men are dating White women as opposed to Black women. Many sociological and cultural experts clash on the answers to these questions. Well, I happen to know the answer. My name is Elisabeth O’Braonain. I’m an Irishwoman living in Boston. My profession is...

Why I Bought a Computer

There I was, it was 1997 and I had been divorced for six years and living back in my podunk hometown. A four-year long affair with a married man (who also happened to be my childhood sweetheart) had come to an end, not with a whimper nor a bang, but more like the hiss of a balloon with a slow leak. I was living in a nice little house, right next to my sister and brother-in-law’s nice little house, with my 12 year old daughter, the cat, and the queen of the household, our dog. After being laid...

Why I Love Black American Women

Okay, here goes nothing. African-American guys like myself have a certain image in the eyes of the world. We’re thought of as tougher, meaner and more athletic than the average guy. Also, people seem to think we gravitate toward either athletic pursuits or criminal endeavors, and nothing in between. Neither is exactly true for most Black men living in the United States of America. Just to prove to you how untrue these stereotypes are, take me for example. My name is Arnold Thompson. And I’m a...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 09

Note: All persons and places in this story are fictional. Any resemblances are purely coincidental, and absolutely unintentional. The author retains all rights to this story. 30. The Resignation Hits the Fan. Charlie Gomes realized he liked the way the top 1% of the country lived. He had just gotten off the American Airlines redeye, from Los Angeles to JFK. He was fed a steak dinner with all the trimmings, and champagne. Afterwards, he had a few mixed drinks, and fell asleep for the...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI

a. Everything in this story is, completely, fictional. No person, place, ethnic group, or agency in this story, is meant to embarrassed, or implicated in any wrongdoing. Please view this story, in that context. b. If you are looking for sex in every sentence, and paragraph, do not bother reading the story. This is a story that includes erotic sexual scenes in many places. If you read my previous story, ‘Having Fun with Dycke and Payne’, you realize that a story that leads to sex, can be more...

Why I Met Your Mother Chapter 7

Chapter Seven Early the next morning, Phil woke up to the sound of voices. They were muffled, and the words were indistinct, but the din was still loud enough to break through his fuzzy dreams. He sat up, wondering who it could’ve been disturbing his sleep. After a few seconds he’d managed to get his bearings, and he let out a tired sigh. It was only other hotel guests passing by outside their door, making their way down to breakfast, but not being very conspicuous about it. Feeling relieved,...

Why Fuck A Black Man Ch 02

Several weeks passed since the ‘incident’. Terry tried a few times to talk with me about it but I remained steadfast. He was a jerk and I refused to talk about it. Why relive it? He was wrong and I wanted no part of it. It made me remember when we first got married. We had taken a trip to the beach in North Carolina. Hot summer days spent playing in the ocean’s water. I wore a two-piece for the first time, at Terry’s insistence. That entire day he could not keep his hands off me. For lunch we...

Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch 07

Note: This is a work of fiction. No person, place, or object in this story is real. They are figments of my imagination and should be treated as such. The author retains all rights to this story. Chapter 7 21. Male Call When he emerged from the bedroom Wednesday afternoon, Frank no longer had any doubts, which of them was the stronger. The one hundred pound weakling had beaten him into submission. He had to beg for sleep, rest, and food, while all she wanted was him. He was not sure how...

Why have one when you can have both

I loved the attention i got... From, Guys and Girls both. Pretty soon, i hear a car pull in the drive, so i pull on my pink, thong bikini, back on, and jump back in the pool.. Next thing, i know, my bestfriend, Alyssa was over... by the pool, Asking me why i had put my clothes on so fast. I hadnt realized she had seen me laying by the pool naked. Although, i must admit the fact that she knew that i was laying naked by the pool, kind of aroused me. I had never been with a girl before.. I...

Why They Call Me Sugar Tits

Ever since I joined Lush, guys keep asking me how I got my nickname. "Why do they call you Sugar Tits?" This true story will set the record straight.It was my best friend Ashley's sweet sixteen and she was having a sleepover party. I had turned sixteen a few weeks earlier and Ashley was the youngest in our group of friends. One of the girls got her a tub of sugar scrub and I somehow hadn't even heard of it. "It makes your skin really smooth," Ashley explained when I asked about it. Some of the...

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Why I rsquo m a Slut Haley rsquo s Story pt1

I’ve always wanted to write about who I am and why I am who I am! This started from a doublelist post, as I wanted to explain why I was looking for who I am looking for! Story is true, and it gets better in chap 2!Bob,Thank you for sharing with me. It’s difficult to sort thru the BS on a “looking for sex” site...imagine that! My story is long, many twists and turns, like yours I suppose.My story starts very young. I was always a chronic masturbator, remember my mother taking me to the doctor...

Why black men

I get called a snow bunny just about everyday, whether it's someone I know or not. My home town in PA was small, just big enough to get around with different people. The area I lived in was primarily black, due to being a poor neighborhood. Now I haven't always been black only, after my freshmen year of high school I became curious. I had a white bf at the time who ended up cheating so the timing was perfect. One thing led to another and I was laying down legs open for my first black man. I was...

Why such a fascination for Big Cocks

Why such a fascination for Big Cocks?I’m not sure what all the fuss is about big cocks? I mean, most of us are “normal” sized and us Gurls seem to be “normal” or slightly smaller which would explain (theory) why we are drawn to cross-dressing. The Shemales online are mostly professions with surgical enhancements. You normally don’t see massive cocks on pic of CDs /TVs! Or large surgical enhanced bobs.5.1 inchesIn the Journal of Urology study, researchers found the following among the group of...

Why I Became Me Part 4

Why I Became Me – Part 4I made my way back to the house, my body aching from the punishment Mr West had meted out with the crop. My shoulders, the small of my back and my buttocks stung from the beating I had taken, and the sense of shame and humiliation I felt in his rooms had not yet left me.As I entered the boot room it was approaching 6.30. The lights were off as I sat on one of the benches and started to take off my shoes. I heard a movement and looked up.“Good, you're back. Mr West phoned...

Why your Wife likes BBC Now PT2

Back at the house Chris had finally let his anger out. He had been humiliated, his wife was being used by a bunch of black men. It was a miracle he heard his cell phone through his ravings and wall punching. He picked up the phone to view the text messages that he had received. The massage read: "We sure are enjoying your wife, no hard feelings she really needed this. - Reginald" He looked at the picture with it and saw his wife on all fours. Marks cock was crammed all the way in her mouth and...

Why I cuckold my husband

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Why I Like Facials The Dirty Kind

I never did believe a man's cum made my breasts larger for them to enjoy, or that cumming on my face made my skin a wrinkle free zone.As a willing recipient of testicular spawning, I think I need to address those women who display a horror when confronted with an immanent deluge, if you can call a teaspoon to tablespoon of baby making slime a deluge.I am a girl like most girls, who enjoys good porn. Not the 'Ooos and Ahsss', of the budding actresses, who are at long last loosing out to girls...

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why i m into cuckold

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She was not sure what he had in store for her today. As she sat in his car, her mind was going over all the possibilities, trying to figure out what he might do. As much as she liked to think she could figure out what he had in mind, in reality she knew that he wasn’t really all that predictable. While she was sitting there, she became more aware of the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. It had started as simply not wearing panties, but then her mouth had made it worse, and he had...

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