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Samantha Only Does Black : Interracial story

“Samantha Only Does Black”

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DOM SIR part 2 : Erotic story

He took a very long time in the shower and my nipples were aching every second. I heard him get out of the shower and dry off. Then I heard him unwrapping the complimentary plastic cups and filling them with water. I knew he would want me to drink the water and my bladder was already bursting.

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Marine Corps Tail Of All Tales : Gay story

The orphanage rested about 15 miles outside of town. Unlike many stories, there were no signs of mental, physical, or sexual abuse at this particular orphanage. Though it was strict, and at times, extremely strict, this orphanage truly took care of all the disowned occupants. Father McMichael oversaw the orphanage, and he paid extra attention to Justin for all of his 18 years he had been living there. Father McMichael watched with teary eyes as Justin began packing his few belongings while the Marine Corps recruiter stood patiently downstairs to haul Justin off, probably forever.

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House Work : BDSM story

Lisa was adjusting to her new role as Joe’s sub rather well. She had not done anything to upset him for a few days. In fact Joe was the perfect gentleman, but there was a current of control running under it. She knew that he was in charge and that whatever he said was the law. She no longer wore panties. This was one of the things that Joe had ordered. She also started wearing only shelf bras. This left the major portion of her tits from the nipple up exposed. This allowed Joe to tweak them and play with them at his convenience.

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DeFeeted by Amanda : Wrestling story

The girls in Amanda’s village of Deseril would take turns at different jobs, ensuring that they would learn more than one task and subject. This week Amanda was assigned to search in the Decoton Forest for medicinal herbs, which was where she was on this warm spring morning, dressed in her favorite soft white loincloth, her small, pretty bare feet trodding on the damp grassy ground. She was so delighted to find one particular herb, known to relieve stomach pains, that she was off her guard, and a sudden blow to the side of her head made her see stars. When next she opened her eyes, she was sitting naked on the ground, and someone was behind her tying her hands tightly. She struggled to stand up.

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Island Smoke : Smoking story

As the sun slowly sank over the ocean, Maria sighed softly and leaned back in the large wooden swing and kicked her feet, making herself go back and forth slowly. It was so relaxing. No one was here but her. She literally had almost the entire island to herself. Maria had been visiting friends over the holiday, and they had all headed home, but the boat that was to come and get her was delayed by equipment problems for a day. So, for tonight, she was here on her own.

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All That Fluff! : BBW story

I’m not what you would call a big man; actually, I’m not big at all, body wise that is. Standing ass deep to a tall Indian, I weigh in at a hefty 140lbs, but I’m all man and I have what it takes to keep my sweet cakes happy, very happy. You’ve got it, I am what people call well endowed, hung, packing a nine iron, a big schlong to go along with my exceptional taste in women. Yeah, you’ve got that right too! I love big women, real big women, always have, always will. I am what I like to call a true connoisseur of the big beautiful ladies.

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Two aganist Amanda : Wrestling story

Although she made a stunning image rising out of the water, Amanda the petite but strong and athletic girl from Deseril casually strolled out of the pond which was at the outskirts of her village in the Decoton Forest. Her afternoon swim and bath in the cool water after her morning stretching, calisthenics and run was both relaxing and refreshing As she shook her short blonde hair and bent down to pick up her white thong, two solid arms suddenly grabbed her from behind. As she was bear-hugged from behind, her arms immobilized, she could sense that her captor was a male, his stiff penis pressed against her back.

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A Knock on the Door : Erotic story

A Knock on the Door

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THE SLAVES OF LUST : Interracial story

THE SLAVES OF LUST

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Blues Woman : Interracial story

All right, let me give you a little background. It all started when my girlfriend of three years left me for my best friend. A week later I lost my job. That part really wouldn’t have bothered me if Jenny hadn’t left. But it was really the straw that broke the camel’s back, so to speak. I went from listening to hard rock to the blues. My buds told me my life had the making for a country music song, but hell, no matter how desperate I was, depressed, alone, whatever there was no way I was going to listen to that. Same cords over and over again. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t hold anything against they folks that do listen to it. To each his own I guess. But I found the blues and immediately fell in love with it. The feel of it completely described the slump I was in. The music made it easy to forget your our problems and move into someone else’s. Like living in someone else’s shoes for the six or so minutes of the song.

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Early Arrival : Threesome story

My name is Ellen and my husband Brian describes me as a very pretty MILF with curly shoulder-length red hair and blue eyes; I am in my mid fifties; 5’4”, 120lb, with 34C/D nice firm natural breasts with sensitive pinkish-brown nipples, a nice round silky smooth ass, long straight legs and a tight partially shaved pussy.

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The boys from Belteguese : Erotic story

I was getting ready to quit for the day when Dan Baldwin phoned and asked me to stop by his office. Dan’s the feature editors on the ‘Record’ and writing features articles are the kind of job that a cadet reporter loves to get. So, I went to see him.

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Nancy : Western story

What follows is a brief description of some of the sexual experiences of a young girl in 1840s America called Nancy. She lived on a small farm just over a day’s ride from the nearest town, which was small in any case, just a church, a saloon, some stores and a few houses. She lived with her three older step-brothers and her Pa (who was really her step-father – her father died just before she was born and her mother just after she turned 10), and a few farmhands: four black men and a fat white man who bullied them. They were fairly poor, she hardly ever had new clothes, only her brothers’ old clothes and what was given by relatives, and she had to sleep in a room with her youngest step-brother, four years her senior.

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A Taste of White Meat : Interracial story

Goes without saying that I ain’t using my man’s real name, trashy ass sportswriters would have themselves too much fun dragging his black ass over the coals for some of what I got to say and he don’t need the humiliation of the rest of what I got to say. I’m just gonna call him Hollis, I always wanted me a man named Hollis. Anyhow, he’s basically a good man. It was just that the season was real tough on him this year, the team not playing up to expectations and all and him fighting all them nagging injuries and taking all that flak. If the fool hadn’t taken it all out on me right before leaving for that East Coast swing none of the following shit would have happened. But, he did and it did and even though I got me some regrets about cheating on the man, I certainly did enjoy myself at the time. Got to admit that, straight up.

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Mid-Life Crisis (part 1) : Erotic story

“My birthday is next week you know. I hope you have something special planned for me this year,” Bill said as he set the plate down on the table.

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French Lessons : Anal story

It was during my first summer holiday since I’d gone to university when it happened. I had gone into town one Saturday afternoon to get some CDs, when I saw walking down the street towards me my French teacher from school. Generally I didn’t really like meeting my old teachers, it was always a bit odd being treated normally by people who had been authority figures for me only a short time ago, and even if Mrs. Woodcock (she was French, but had married an English guy) was far more attractive than the others with her long blonde hair, large breasts, sparkling eyes behind her black rimmed glasses, and most of all her sexy French accent, I was still not too keen to meet her. But it was too late, she had spotted me, and it would be rude to try and escape.

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Red Passion : Fetish story

Renee put down the TV remote, and looked at her college roommate, Leah. Leah, a tall, black-haired lady with a lean, nicely toned body, shook her head and shrugged.

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Bells : Fetish story

She wore jingle bells on her ankles. I could hear her jingling through the house as she was looking for me. I looked up from my book and had to smile, hearing her enter one room after another. So quiet in her search, just the jingle of bells to give her away.

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Friendly Hands : Lesbian story

I had just finished a week long merger. I was as stressed as I could be. My entire body ached, so when, Richard, my partner at the firm had mentioned going to the masseuse, I asked if I could tag along. I didn’t have any plans that evening and I really needed to relax. He told me to be open minded about the whole thing, since they usually got ‘really’ friendly with you. I laughed. He was joking, right? I made a mental note to make sure I was going to be ‘paired’ with another female. I preferred the feminine touch. Richard popped into my office about ten after five and said he’d meet me in the parking lot and we’d take his car. Traffic is horrible and since I didn’t know where this place was, we both agreed one car would be best. I packed up everything I’d need. Being a lawyer, I’ve learned to keep an extra pair of everything in the office, many long nights and rumpled suits later have taught me that.

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After Class Lessons : FirstTime story

Professor Anders was one of those older women who just never lost the Ummmmphhh God gave em. She was maybe in her late 50’s, classically graying hair, classy dress that only hinted at the body underneath. Best of all though, were those legs; Long, Tina Turner, Ya-So-I’m-Older-But-I-Still-Look-Damn-Good legs. I would sit in class every day and imagine feeling those legs on my shoulders.

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Snake Skin Boots : Fetish story

I watched her move toward me in the bar. There were just a few people left as the night wore away. The bar was open until dawn, but most people were already gone just after midnight. It was a weekend, and this was a working town, so only a few stragglers like myself, and the lady now walking up to me remained. She looked almost vampiric in her attire and her appearance. She seemed both sexy and sinister, as she strode across the broken peanut shells and the occasional napkin to my seat, and stood there before me, regarding me in silence. I looked up at her, inspecting this lady who had just walked up to me so confidently. She was a little shorter than me, lean, but strong and healthy looking, full of life. She had a beautiful face, unmarred by makeup, except for perhaps powder. She was very pale, adding to that night-mistress look to her. She wore a black velvet vest over a black silk blouse. Her hips were embraced tightly with a leather miniskirt, jet black in color as well. She wore a slender silvery belt that hung loose against her hip, obviously more for show than for holding that skirt, which looked almost painted on, up to her body. It wasn’t going to just slide down, belt or not. She wore a black collar, made perhaps of velvet as well, over something more firm. Leather, or even metal, I could not tell. There was a d-ring on the collar. But, what got my attention the most was her boots. All my life, I have had a thing for those thigh high boots… and the ones she wore were of my favorite variety… lacing from the ankle all the way up the front. Not surprisingly, these were also black, and appeared to be snakeskin. The scales were very shiny, gleaming under the lights that splashed over my table. I looked down at her boots for a bit more, rather captivated by them, and she suddenly brought the chair across from mine out from the table, and put her foot up on the chair, raising the boot, for closer inspection.

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Five Candles, One Flame : Erotic story

I’d had enough! This year was supposed to be great. I’d finally made head cheerleader, the team was ranked in the top ten in every pre-season poll. Every one knew we had a good chance to make The Final Four, maybe even win the championship! Last year Bodie led us to the sweet Sixteen and we might have gone further if he hadn’t got hurt. Bodie got picked late in the first round of the NBA draft. He didn’t figure to get much playing time this first year, but figured he’d earn more as the season went on. At least that’s what he said on the phone. It’s hard to keep a relationship going when you’re living on different coasts but were giving it our best shot.

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Night Terror : Office story

“Come on, people, stand away from the door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people. His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding, very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the cable car groaning in agony and lust.

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Watching April: Aprils Fool : Cheating story

I guess I’ll be straight and to the point. My wife, April, is a total nymphomaniac. She has a constant craving for new and different cock, and she wants to get down on every one that is available for her and do her best to use it in every hole she has time to get it in. She loves as many different hard cocks as she can try, and her want and need for them has not diminished a bit in the nearly 30 years that we have been married.

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