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Shaina was excited for her date. For the first time in a few years, she was going to go out with another girl. Until recently, there was a very jealous boyfriend who Shaina didn't really want to talk about, but that was over now. She looked at herself in the mirror: Her mousey brown hair was still unmanageable, her skin still a fair white with a few blemishes here and there, breasts and butt still good-looking but nothing amazing. She looked the spitting image of the good Jewish girl her parents wished she was. Shaina was just going to meet Angie...

Chapter 1...As if I hated it… She was being fucked to the hilt. There were no two ways about it. She did seem to like it, which was unusual for this line of work. Watching, I felt more uncomfortable than usual. A lot of guys think this is the dream job. They would be wrong. There are lights. It's hot. People sweat—even I was sweating—and not all people smell good when they sweat. Then there are body fluids. And gasses. People let those out right along with their semen and vaginal releases. It didn't matter. They were two pretty people. It...

At Sophie’s suggestion, Matt went home that evening. They didn’t want to risk anyone suspecting that he had a genie, so they decided that he should probably keep away from her in public for a bit. Matt agreed, although he’d have much rather he didn’t have to. Matt laid on his bed, nude, thinking about all that had happened recently. Many times in his life he’d imagined what his life would be like if he found a genie. Of course, once he’d hit puberty, his thoughts had turned to all the sex he’d have. To some extent, that had come true...

“Benjamin…” Samantha’s soft voice called out to me again. Oh man, this night just keeps getting better and better for me. Earlier I had gotten her to come over and study with me, my folks gone on a business trip for the next two weeks; our studies turned into so much more, she wanted to work on our ‘sexual studies’ and how those have come out!!! “Benjamin…” she calls to me once again, coming down the hall to my bedroom. Samantha is all but insatiable when it comes to sex; judging from the tone of her voice, she wants another go...

Futa Naked In School – The Naked Futa Problem Chapter Three: Randi's Naked Futa Solution By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Randi Bjork Week, Wednesday I leaned my cum-coated body against my futa-lover, Keisha Rowbottom. The older, sexier Black futa also taught English and coached my debate club at Rogers College. She had arranged for just about every futa in the school to fuck me during the lunch break. They'd cum in my pussy. My asshole. My mouth. I gulped down gallons of their jizz. Was coated in it. My large breasts swayed. Futa-spunk matted my blonde hair. I felt utterly soiled by...

The Devil's Pact Servants' Chronicles by mypenname3000 edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter One: Cindy's Interview Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. Notes: This takes place during Chapters 34 and 40. Monday, September 2nd, 2013 – Cindy Mayflower – South Hill, WA I lounged naked in Doctor Willow's exam room, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm. My mother moaned and gasped beneath Doctor Willow. The Doctor had a thick strap-on and was fucking Mom hard. Our Monday gynecological visits were the best part of our week. Somehow, during the last month-and-a-half, we had become more than Doctor Willow's patients—we had become...

Interview with Ruth Jameson part 1 Interviewer:- so Ruth! Your well known throughout the worldwide web on various adult site as a 'premier fuck-slut' who's always looking to get fucked as much as possible by men and women alike perhaps you could tell us what keeps you motivated? Ruth:- well being nothing but a complete and utter nasty old fuck-whore does have its advantages! I just can never get enough dick or pussy action. I'm always horny and never refused no matter how nasty or perverted the situation is. Interviewer:- please do tell us about some of your most recent sexual...

The third of three Wendy was led blindfolded by Miss West towards a door to the rear of the office. Miss West inserted a key and opened the heavy oak door to what from the outside would appear to be a store room off the main office. On entering, if Wendy could see, she would have seen a small room, about 6 foot square, painted black with metal rings fastened at various heights along the walls and at various points to the ceiling. The room was lit with spot lights angled in all directions. Wendy was stood in the centre of...