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It was cold. I lay hidden behind the bush close to the grassy path lining through the dark wood, it was my fifth night waiting. Often times a man or a group would walk past, but that wasn't what I was here for. It wouldn't be long - maybe tonight would be my night. I sat patiently, eager for the sound of footsteps. I checked the time... 12:54.It seemed quiet for a change. But then I heard the rising sound of faint footsteps followed by the crack of a few twigs. Then I seen her. Down the path to my right...

Today started just like every other Wednesday in recent memory. I woke up at 2pm, got ready, let the dogs out, and left for work. I arrived at work at my usual 3:11pm, and walked across the parking lot feeling good and soaking up a little sun. When I got to the basement and walked into the maintenance shop; I heard my boss babbling on about the local news report. I started my standard mundane routines when I heard thunder outside. I assumed that now would be the best time to get my chemical readings from the pool, under the impression...

Taking Sarah, Part two Help from a friend. Over the few weeks since I had taped Sarah in the bathroom, I tried numerous times to view her again, to no avail. I did have one opportunity to view her close-up quickly. She had fallen asleep on her bed, the top bunk after school one day and Anne called upstairs that dinner was ready and would i wake Sarah. Entering her room i saw that indeed she was fast asleep. As i approached her I saw that her shorts were very loose on her. I knew that if i just moved them...

Dating Darkness As she walked home along the shortcut, a dirt path between two derelict blocks of flats she heard footsteps behind her. She turned quickly on her docs kicking up dust, no-one there. Picking up pace she hurried along the path, her shadow in front of her from the full moon tonight. Again she heard the footsteps matching her pace; she stopped, they stopped. Turning around still she seen no-one. “Get a grip if yourself Laura!” she said out loud as she shook her head and carried on walking home. She heard the click of an old style camera, ignoring...

Group Grope My wife and I were so happy when I got my promotion to Plant Manager but it also meant that we had to move. We went out early to look for a house. My wife applied for a teaching position at the same school that our two daughters would be attending. Then we went back home to sell that house, pack everything up, and move to our new home. My wife received the job offer that she was hoping for. Life was beautiful. My daughter Jeneffer is fourteen years old, developing rather nicely, and she is a ball of...

Chapter 1 “Cumslut Revealed Anyone who meets Amanda thinks she is a very beautiful, intelligent woman with high personal standards and a serious attitude to life. And she is that, but only outside the bedroom! Of medium height, with fine, tightly curled brown hair, Amanda has an attractive, well-proportioned body created by a childhood of competitive swimming and track and field, and maintained by an adult interest in dancing and netball. Her legs are proportioned and well-toned, her hips shapely, her waist narrow with a smooth tummy and her breasts are firm, sitting high and pert with responsive, tasty nipples. Her...

The Rogue's Harem Book Two: Rogue's Wicked Harem Part Ten: The Hermaphrodite's Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this. Chapter Twenty-Eight: Inspiring Naughty Art Sven Falk – The Forest of Lhes, The Strifelands of Zeutch Nathalie's sweet mouth felt wonderful as she sucked my cock clean of Aingeal's pussy juices, her pigtails spilling over my thighs. I groaned, the pleasure racing up and down my dick as I glanced over at the aoi si. Her cock shrank back into a little clit, vanishing into the pink folds of her pussy. Her skin...

Copyright 2018 by the author. All rights reserved. Hell House By Randy MacAnus As I sat checking my monitor wall, I said to myself, It's good to be rich. You can afford the most delightful hobbies! I have lots of hobbies, but my favorite is breaking straight college boys and turning them into whores for men. There are easy thug ways to do that, of course. But I like being creative and elegant in my perversions. Now mind you, there are a lot of really good and decent young men out there, that don't deserve to be fucked over like that...

This is a story about me and my grandpa. My grandpa Joe was in his 60s, bald, tall and had a hunky bear body. He was really strong. He was also really hairy. I was a chubby 16 year old. Big ass and hanging man boobs. I was a smooth hairless boy. I had a tiny cock. I also had no knowledge of sex or anything. I never even masturbated, the only time i came was during wet dreams. One day i was told by my family to go and stay with Joe. Joe was getting old and needed some help...