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The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 6) – Wet Pussy At Work

Laura has fallen into debt and is being blackmailed. One of her blackmailer’s requirements is that she take part in the Mayim Clinic’s attempts to “cure” lesbianism. They have begun by taking details of Laura’s reactions to powerful aphrodisiacs…

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horny desires

A story I’ve thought about getting out of my head for a while… This is indeed the -boring- part to the story, and starts getting into it in later parts. Please don’t down rate it for having to sexual antics in it just yet ; I hope you all enjoy.

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Vicky loved her Man and Wore her Moccasins.

They was a time went I needed to take on work away from home. I would leave early Monday morning. Stay at my brother’s house all week and drive home on the weekends. He was renting a place on Hampton beach. At that time Hampton beach was a good place to go looking for women wearing moccasins

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Traci’s Abduction and Rape 5

The next morning following their abduction and rape. Traci and her daughter Tammy wake up in bondage to face another day of pain, pleasure , torture, rape and dog fucking.

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You and me

This story has no build up it is all sex. I wanted to reader to fell like he is in control some there are no ages or description. you get to fill that in you self:)

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Michelle Part 6 Punishment

In this chapter, Michelle finally gets the punishment she earned for breaking the rules earlier. But life doesn’t exactly turn out the way I’d planned.

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A Young Girl’s Adventures with Rape – Part One

A little while back, one of my slaves told me that she’d always been into rape fantasies as a teenager. For some reason, the idea of a big man forcing her down and having his way with her always got her riled up. She told me this story of how her obsession developed – a story I now share with you. Eventually we will tell of how it grew more intense… and then went out of control…

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My Teen Love Triangle Part 1 (Pilot)

This is a pilot story which I hope so expand on if readers like it. It contains a lot less sex scenes in it compared to other stories and I’m very aware it might not be what people want. Should I include more or keep this the way it is? I’d love to hear some feedback on the story.

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Mom plays Doctor

A 16 year old boy gets more than he bargained for when following his circumcision his mom has to help removing his stitches.

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Out of Order

There may have been a sign on the restroom door, but Chris paid it no mind. He felt as if he might lose control over his bladder if he didn’t find a toilet immediately. Although nearly eleven years old, and well out of diapers, his bladder seemed a bit weak at times, and he was desperate to avoid an accident. As he stood in front of the last urinal (he always chose the one furthest from the door, back then), fumbling with the button on his blue denim shorts, he heard the door open, then close, then the snap of the lock.
“No big deal,” Chris thought. He understood the need some people have for privacy. “I’d have locked it myself if I wasn’t about to burst.” Later, when he was finally able to use public restrooms again, he would never forget the lock, never. He heard footsteps, hard-soled shoes clacking across the room on the tile floor, echoing in his direction. “Probably going to sit down in the stall behind me,” he thought. The footsteps stopped behind him.
“This toilet is out of order, can’t you read?” a voice boomed, a voice that was much deeper than any Chris had expected to hear in the boys’ room of an elementary school. Chris jumped a little, quite startled. He forgot all about the button on his shorts and froze like a statue with a warm wetness filling his underwear and running down his leg.
“Look what you did,” the voice boomed. “Now you’ve made a mess. You should learn to control yourself, filthy little….” His voice trailed off, and he seemed to be deep in thought. “I know,” he exclaimed, and grabbed Chris’ shorts, pulling them roughly down to the floor. “You can clean it up with those.”
Chris was so scared he could barely speak. His bladder was finally empty, about half of its contents soaking his clothes, the other half in a puddle spreading across the bathroom floor. He couldn’t keep a thought in his head, they all flew away before he could grab them, but he kept thinking he had heard that voice before. Whenever he tried to place it in his memory, a wave of fear would overtake him and he had to struggle to keep his knees from buckling.
“Are you going to clean up after yourself?” the voice asked, sounding almost amused. “You can’t just leave it there. Do you like being a messy little boy? Do you like peeing all over yourself?”
“N-no,” Chris answered.
“I think you do, and I’ll have to teach you to clean yourself up. Now, take off those messy shorts.”
Chris wanted to run, but he couldn’t move. He wanted to scream but his throat would produce no sound. Slowly, his muscles began to work, but instead of running, he was bending down, reaching for his wet shorts. A hand grabbed the elastic waistband of his soaked underwear.
“No, boy, these, too.”
Chris stammered, “Y-you can’t do this, I’m n-not…”
“Not what?” the voice boomed back. “You’re dirty, I watched you make that mess, now you’re going to clean it up.” The hand pulled down on the waistband, it stretched a few inches, then the underwear started sliding down to join the shorts on the floor, around Chris’ ankles. “Now you’ve got me dirty, too,” the voice said while the hand wiped itself on Chris’ shirt. “You’re in a lot of trouble, boy.” Chris stood as still as he could, he didn’t know what was happening but he didn’t want to make it any worse. He was all but paralyzed with fear, the world seemed to be moving in slow-motion, but his mind finally began to put a face with that booming voice: a squished-looking, moustached, round, and chubby visage that belonged to the school’s security guard.
“He’s supposed to keep us safe, right?” Chris thought. “What’s happening here?”
“You’re going to do as I say,” the voice warned. His breath seemed to be getting quicker and deeper. “If you don’t listen, you’ll be in detention for the rest of the year.”
Chris thought, “But the year’s only just started.” He still couldn’t move his legs, or his arms, but he thought he could turn his head. As he began to turn and look behind himself, another hand (not the dirty one) settled on top of his head and firmly held it facing forward.
“You don’t need to see, just listen, and do as I say,” The guard said. “It’ll be better if we just get this over with.” As he was talking, Chris could hear the sound of the zipper on the guards pants. “Put your hands on the urinal, and keep them there. Keep your feet planted.” Chris did as he was told, placing his hands on the cold porcelain. He heard the buckle on the guard’s belt hit the tile, and felt something stiff and warm against his backside.
“Are you gonna spank me?” Chris asked, his voice trembling.
“No, boy, I think you’re a little big for that. I’ve got a better idea.” The guard’s hands cradled Chris’ butt cheeks, rubbed them a little, then pushed them apart. “You’ll like this, all dirty boys do.” The guard then knelt down and began to lick Chris’ anus. “That should clean you up a little.” He spat into his palm and rubbed it on himself, stood up, and parted Chris’ cheeks again. “I can see your little dick getting hard. Told you you’d like it.” Chris realized with horror that what the guard said was true. His dick was stiffer than it had ever been, throbbing with each beat of his heart. The guard placed the tip of his penis, glistening with saliva, against Chris’ anus. “Just relax and take it like a big boy. You want to be a big boy, don’t you?” He put his hands on Chris’ hips, holding him steady, and pushed his penis into Chris’ anus.
“Aaahhooww,” Chris exclaimed.
“Just be quiet, you know you like it,” the guard said. He pushed his penis in as deep as it would go, then pulled it almost out. “Dirty. Little. Boy.” With each word he thrust his penis in, and Chris thought it would burst out of his belly if it got any deeper inside him. His own penis was still throbbing, and somehow the sensation of his butt being filled by this man’s dick excited him and terrified him at the same time. The guard kept thrusting, each thrust brought one word out of him. “Dirty. Little. Boy. Dirty. Little. Boy.” Suddelny, his pace quickened, and he was panting too hard to speak his mantra. He gave one mighty final thrust, burying his dick deep in Chris’ butt. Chris could feel it throbbing and pumping something hot inside him. Then, with his penis still inside Chris, he slid one hand off of Chris’ hip and caressed Chris’ penis. “You like it, you all like it,” He said breathlessly. He began rubbing up and down Chris’ little penis, lightly pushing his own into Chris’ butt. “And now I’m inside you forever. You belong to me.”
Chris felt dizzy, and his whole body was starting to tingle. Each time the guard pushed into him from behind, he became more dizzy. Each time the guard pulled him in front, he felt more tingly. The sensations became more intense until he felt his whole being trying to squeeze out of his penis. As it went, he felt something coming into him, a new self that relished the thought of the guard’s words.
“I belong to him.” Chris thought. The guard released Chris’ penis and pulled his own out of Chris’ butt. Chris kept his hands on the urinal. He had never let them leave, and he was proud of that. “I’m his now.” He felt very empty without the man inside him, but he didn’t dare speak.
“I guess you don’t cum yet, boy, which means you only have to clean one of us up,” the guard said. Turn around and face me, boy.” Chris did as he was told, turning slowly and keeping his eyes on the floor. His butt felt slippery, and he liked it. “Down on your knees, boy.” Chris knelt in front of the guard, his face inches from the guard’s still-hard dick. “Open your mouth.” Chris opened his mouth. “Keep your lips over your teeth.” He put his hand on the back of Chris’ head and pulled it toward him. Chris could smell his butt on the man, and something else. “Suck all that cum off there, boy.” Chris thought his penis might be getting hard again, but he kept his eyes shut and concentrated on the dick in his mouth. He didn’t want to make the guard unhappy by gagging or choking, and he wanted to taste every last drop of the man’s cum as it slid down his throat. “So you like this, too,” The guard said, noticing Chris’ penis. He pulled Chris’ head back, saying “You’ll be a good boy from now on, and do everything I say, won’t you?” Chris finally opened his eyes, and stared at the guard’s penis.
“Yes, sir,” he said to the penis. “I belong to you.”
“That’s good, boy.”
Chris began to feel very light-headed, his vision losing focus. He fell onto his side, his face splashing in the puddle he had made in another life. Some time later, Chris awoke with the feel of cold, wet tile on his cheek. His head was foggy, but he could see the bathroom, and the man fastening his belt in front of the sink. As Chris began to get his senses back he felt wetness all over him, and a throbbing in his backside. “I must have fallen,” he thought, but this was different from a playground bruise. “Why am I all wet?” he thought, but aloud he said “I guess I didn’t make it to the toilet in time.” He pushed himself up onto his elbows, and looked at the man.
“Looks like you passed out,” the man said. ”We’ll have to do this again some time, so you can learn to follow the rules. You look a little pale, you should go to the office and call your parents, I bet your mom can bring you a fresh pair of shorts so you don’t have to wear those smelly wet ones all day.” Then, an afterthought: “I’ll be watching you.”
“Th-thank you, sir,” Chris replied. He stumbled over to the sink, and began splashing water on his face. “What a nice guy,” he thought. “He’ll never tell anyone about my accident.”

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A father was very anxious to marry off his daughter so he wanted tried impress her first date. “Do you like to screw?” he asks.
“Huh?!” replied the surprised young man.
“My daughter, she loves to screw and she’s very good at it. You and she should go screw.” carefully explained the father.
Now very interested, the boy replied, “Yes, sir!” Minutes later the girl came down the stairs, kissed her father goodbye and the couple left.
After only a few minutes she reappeared, furious, dress torn, hair a mess and screamed, “Dammit, Daddy, get it right, it’s the TWIST!”

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Best Holiday Ever

The cold coke ran across my tongue and down my throat. After the stifling humidity of Manchester International Airport I gulped down the refreshing drink eagerly. I finished the bottle and screwed the lid back on. I stood up and wandered across to the announcements screen and flicked the bottle into one of the bins scattered around the departures lounge.
Looking up at the screen I saw I had just over fifteen minutes before boarding so I went back to where I was sitting lifted my backpack over my shoulder and set off towards the men’s room.
Setting my backpack on the side I looked into the mirror as I washed my hands. I saw my blue eyes staring back at me. My unruly red hair fell around my ears and I tried to flatten it down but failed miserably. Still I was looking forward to my unplanned holiday.
Since I’d started working for Franco Marc?a film producer in Hollywood, I’d flown all over the world, looking for new places to set his films. A bike trail in Australia had been my last outing and I’d done well. Franco was making a new film and he needed a place to set the ski-chase scene. That’s why I’d been sent to a place in northern Italy, somewhere called Breuil – Cervinia.
Anyway, I wandered back over to departures in time for the call for us to start boarding. Being employed by a Hollywood film director allowed for a few perks. Perks like express boarding, first class seats and on the house champagne meant that the next half hour of the people boarding the rest of the plane past like minutes.
Normally I doze off for the first few hours of long flights and ignore the pointless safety warning at the beginning but something made me stop.
Surprised, I turned my head towards the air-hostess who was currently showing the emergency exits. The girl at the front of the plane had curly brown hair that fell behind her shoulders. Her pretty face centred around her bright green eyes and small nose.
Excitedly I watched her as she went about pointing out the toggle, whistle and light of the life jacket. During her demonstration her wonderfully wavy hair fell across her face and she brushed it away lightly.
The rest of the safety demonstration past quickly, and I was almost disappointed for it to have finished, but I comforted myself knowing I had two hours with this beauty.
Lying back against the expansive seats I waited for a while, listening to Iron Maiden with my Iphone, another perk of working for a movie director = ).
Then, as I watched the snacks trolley push up between the aisles, desperately hoping to see the beautiful girl from earlier, when suddenly an air hostess uniform blocked my view.
“Hi,” said the air-hostess uniform, before I realised to look up and saw the bright green eyes. “I’m sorry,” she smiled, “Is anyone sitting there? Only I’ve got ten minutes before I have to go serve in the economy class and I could with a break.” I cried inwardly with joy before moving across a seat and looking up.
“Yeah, sure.” I smiled.
“Thanks,” she said, smiling.
I couldn’t think of anything else to say so I just pushed my headphones back in. Moments later the girl next to me, god I didn’t even get her name, had a book in her lap.
I must have dozed off because I woke up a bit later, probably no more than five minutes. I’m like that sometimes just dozing off for a few minutes at a time. Anyway, when I opened my eyes it took me a few moments to realise what had woken me. I looked across at the girl next to me. For a second I thought she was asleep but then I heard her shallow breathing and I noticed her flushed cheeks.
I looked down and saw her book upturned covering her lap. Underneath the book her hand moved slowly backwards and forwards and I realised what was going on. Just to confirm my suspicions I leaned forward quietly as if reached for the bag at my feet but as I leaned over I saw her plain white panties just below her uniform’s skirt.
I grinned quietly and then a plan began forming in my mind. I pulled out one of the covers that they give you for night flights and unravelled it so it lay across my legs. Then, slowly, building up my confidence I leant next to the girl and whispered in her ear.
“Having fun?” she jumped at the sound of my voice and her flushed faced turned bright red as she realised I’d caught her masturbating. To my surprise she reacted incredibly well, turning to me and smiling.
“Not too bad,” she smiled her red cheeks slowly losing the embarrassed hue. “But,” she added, “There’s this really annoying itch between my legs and I just can’t get to it.”
I laughed at her nerve and passed her the cover and whispered in her ear.
“I’m sure I can help you with that itch, but first take this, you look kinda’ cold.”
The girl, I still hadn’t gotten her name, smiled as I helped her spread the cover across her lap.
“Thanks, my name’s Rachel by the way,” she smiled and leaned forward as I kissed her gently on the lips, while also allowing my hand to slip under the cover. Pulling her skirt up and felt her heavenly cunt with my fingers.
Her shaven pussy was wet with excitement already from her toying earlier just minutes before. I traced my index finger around her shaven cunt. Not going inside the haven but running my finger around and across it.
Then, without warning I plunged two of my fingers into her moist cunt. I felt her cunt walls tense around my fingers as I penetrated her cunt and I felt her pulse in rhythm with her heartbeat. I pulled my fingers in and out feeling the delicious quivering in her cunt as I fingered her. When I pushed back in I added a third finger and her mouth formed an O shape as she gasped.
I took this opportunity to kiss her again, pushing my tongue inside her mouth before she could protest, but even if she could I doubt she would. My suspicions were confirmed when she met my tongue with her own. Our tongues writhed within each of our mouths, my fingers still wriggling inside her cunt.
I could feel her tense as she orgasmed and felt her juices running over my fingers. I felt her cunt tighten and clench against my fingers. But with all the extra fluids running over my fingers I pulled out easily and broke off our kiss.
I smiled as I placed a finger in my mouth and sucked her juices off. It tasted sweet, but not overpowering. I smiled and offered her my other finger and she took in her mouth. She smiled as she sucked her own juices of my fingers.
We pulled away as she finished swallowing her juices and I placed a firm hand over hers as it moved down to my trousers.
“Not here,” I whispered, “Go to the toilets, follow me up and knock twice.” She grinned and squeezed my ass as I stepped past her.
I walked quickly up to the first class toilets and stepped inside. Unlike the economy class toilets, the first class ones had a clean, bright, white plastic sink and enough room for two people if they squeezed together. Perfect.
I heard two knocks a minute later and I opened the door as Rachel slipped inside.
“Hello agai . . .” I started before she clamped her mouth to mine. Unlike in the chairs she was a lot more aggressive. Pushing me against the toilet wall and quickly pulling my shirt over my shoulders.
She got on her knees and violently pulled my trousers down to my ankles. My pants followed soon after.
My 7’’ cock sprang up and narrowly missed Rachel’s face. She grinned as it flew past her nose and without saying a word she locked her mouth around my fully erect cock.
I felt her tongue swill around my shaft as she sucked gently on my rod. I moaned softly as she ran her tongue across the tip of my cock, she moaned back in reply and the vibrations in her mouth were like electric shocks running down my shaft.
Pulled off my cock and let it slap against her cheeks as she took one of my balls in her mouth. I felt my cock stiffen as came closer to cumming but I held it in a little longer. She nibbled one ball then the other. All the time her free hand frigging her dripping cunt relentlessly.
Then she went back to sucking my rod, after the teasing with my balls I was more than ready to come and as the tension in my cock became too much I shot my load into her mouth. I felt my cock harden as I came and every swill of her tongue over my cock felt like a whole new wave of pleasure. Finally the incredible feelings subsided and I felt my seed launch itself into the roof of her mouth. Rach took it all in her stride and swallowed it all leaving a little strand running down her chin as she looked up at me and grinned.
“Good, eh?” she asked, smiling.
“Fucking amazing!” I grinned, motioning for her to take her clothes off.
I sat on the toilet after putting the lid down. And, after I’d recovered from my experience Rachel began teasing me as she removed each item of clothing excruciatingly slowly.
First she took off her top and skirt, waving her body from side to side like a belly-dancer. Then she reached behind herself and unclipped her bra. Then, after an eternity she let the bra fall to the floor, revealing smallish, B cup breasts, with very erect, light pink nipples and smaller, darker areola.
Then, still waving her hips to get my attention. She stuck her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly, so, so slowly she began to pull them down. Finally, her naked, shaven cunt was revealed in all its glory. I watched intently as she teased me, slowly spinning round to face away from me then bending forward to give me an eyeful of her luscious ass.
Slowly she sat on my lap, leaving my only semi-erect cock lying between her legs. I brought my hands up and cupped her boobs as she turned her head towards me and I ran my tongue up her chin, scooping up the rogue strand of cum, and kissing her passionately.
I cupped her boobs with my hands and squeezed them gently, then after about a minute fondling her boobs I began teasing her nipples. Twisting them and pulling them gently.
Soon after I felt my cock rise up once more. Seeing my hardened state, Rachel spun around on my lap so she was facing me. She stood slightly and I guided my now very erect cock towards her cunt. I moaned as she slid over me. She slid all the way down my shaft until she was literally sat on top of me.
Then, she began sliding up and down. She started bouncing up and down on my cock and as she did I felt those waves of pleasure roll across me again. Somehow, through the waves of pleasure I noticed Rach’s boobs bouncing up and down as she fucked me. I sat, watching her boobs as the bounced up and down in little circles, mesmerized. All the while Rach’s tight cunt bounced up and down my rod.
When I felt the very beginnings of the end I slowed Rach down and slowly stood up with my cock still buried deep inside her.
I lay her on the sink and she lifted her legs over my shoulders to give me a better angle. No sooner was she comfy did I begin pumping into her warm, tight cunt. I felt her cunt walls quiver in anticipation and I let myself relax.
“Rach, I’m gonna cum,” I groaned between thrusts.
“Me too,” Rach panted. “Let’s cum together,” she suggested, and I nodded in agreement.
I began thrusting with a renewed vigour, her tight cunt clamping against my cock. I groaned as I felt me cock and I felt Rach’s moist cunt get even tighter.
“OH GOD!” she screamed as she came, my cock pulsing in time with her cries, my seed squirting deep inside her.
“GOD YES!” I moaned as her body continued to rock on the sink. Milking my cock for every drop.
“Oh Oooh Ooooooh,” sighed Rach as I stopped pumping her gorgeous cunt and pulled my limp cock out from within her.
We got dressed together. Kissing each other when we got the chance. Unfortunately her panties were a mess so we flushed them away.
I left before Rachel and went back to my seat. I didn’t see her until the plane touched down in Turin and a smiled at her as she thanked the passengers and wished them a good holiday.
Well, my holiday hadn’t even started yet and already I was having the time of my life!
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