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Min_Wong_Forces_Kate_Part_Two.htm

Introduction: Schoolteacher from China captures English student I’m enjoying my newly caught pet, Kate. At least, I think that’s her name. She told me a while ago but I forget. Entering the lobby I haul Kate behind me by her leash. She seems reluctant to enter the hotel. I just yank her leash harder. As we pass the hotel desk the hotel keeper remarks without

Miranda.htm

Introduction: Miranda watches porn with me and gets into my panties. I had escaped the house again, running as always to my safe haven to get away from one of my father's drunken tirades. On most days the small park was normally quiet and empty, and I could have the swings all to myself, letting all of my problems fly out of me. Today was not one of those day

Miranda_Cosgrove_On_A_Lesbo_Sex_Spree.htm

Introduction: What can I say I wanna fuck MC Miranda Cosgrove unhooked her seat once the plane was in the air. With a quick, yet full motion, she smoothed her wrinkled dress over her flat belly. The young TV star was not at all disturbed that her short dress left most of her tanned, slender thighs bare in fact she let it slide up a little higher. Miranda was

Mirrorglass.htm

Once when I stayed in a hotel, I woke up in the morning as usual dressed only in a pair of silky, green, ladies knickers. Extra big to give a generous room for my penis that had the tendency to get stiff quite often in those days because I had not been shooting for a couple of weeks. I did some morning gymnastics and this was enough to give me a real hard on. Just by curiosity I opened

Misadventures_of_a_College_Youth.htm

Introduction: This has a rather lengthy opening scene before actually getting to the sex, so skip over this story if you want to jump directly into hardcore fucking, or jump to the end of the story. Misadventures of a College Youth Victoria arrived in Chicago about two weeks ago and is only now settling into her dorm on campus. Coming from a small town in Iow

Misake_is_Horny.htm

Misake is horny. It was bad enough that she didn't have sex in 3 months, but even worst Jake was making her wait so that her hunger for sex would force her to seduce him, which is just what he wanted. He watched her at all times, so that she could even masterbathe. Her hunger would grow soon enough, after all he had stopped having sex, when Misake and him got into a fight. 3 months ag

MISDIRECTED_MESSAGES_1_THE_EMAIL.htm

Introduction: This is the first of six stories about messages going to the wrong person, and the result of that mistake. They are completely separate stories, and are only connected by this common theme. copyright: Lesley Tara, 2014This is a VERY LONG story with several sex scenes; it is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental. How

MISDIRECTED_MESSAGES_2_THE_PHONE_CALL.htm

Introduction: This is the second of six stories about messages going to the wrong person, and the result of that mistake. They are completely separate stories, and are only connected by this common theme. This story is quite long; it is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental. copyright: Lesley Tara, 2014 It was a thoroughly modern

MISDIRECTED_MESSAGES_4_THE_PACKAGE.htm

Introduction: This is the fourth of six stories about messages going to the wrong person, and the result of that mistake. They are completely separate stories, and are only connected by this common theme. The story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental. copyright: Lesley Tara, 2014 How could I have not known this about my Mom?

MishaGrace.htm

Introduction: I Love Little Girls! It was just a few weeks ago, I decided to visit with my Step Mom and sister in Idaho. They live in a tiny little town Warm Lake. My dad past-away about 12 years ago when my adopted sister, Misha was only 3 years old, I was 23 at the time. I grew up with my natural mother but my whole life I visited Warm Lake as often as poss

Missing_MomHard_Labordelivery_1.htm

Introduction: Jolene is in a club meeting room surrounded by gang members, small time hoods and locals looking for a good time. Smoke fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the white bitch.Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her delivery. As the platform is pushed into place the men in the room start clapping, laughing.

Missing_my_Mom.htm

Introduction: 13 yo boy dresses up like his stripper mom Missing my Mom My Mom died when I was 13 and I was left with my stepdad. My stepdad was a fair man and treated me well. My Mom had had me when she was quite young, only 16. She worked as a stripper and would leave for work wearing very skimpy outfits. My stepdad had met her at the strip club and t

Missing_the_bus.htm

Introduction: Wait! Wait...!! Shit... My name is Dean and I'm 26 years old. I'm single and spend many friday nights watching porn, a recluse in a way. I've had girlfriends but not many, and I've only had sex once. My life is in the shitter socially. My job on the other hand is great. I make indie comics with my friend Martin. We make around 8 thousand dollars

Missionary_Positions.htm

Introduction: It had been the most brutal few months of my nineteen year life. The regimented routine, virtually no contact with non-church materials or media, endless pressure to drag people into baptism, It had been the most brutal few months of my nineteen year life. The regimented routine, virtually no contact with non-church materials or media, endless p

Mission_1_Cuba.htm

Introduction: My first contact is in Cuba. My name is Ralph A. I am a hitman with a small twist. I get paid to rape a target, not for killing them. Contractors typically have people they want humiliated for various reasons political, criminal, or economic.I boarded a plane from my airport in the U.S. An envelope I received earlier that day had my target. A dr

Mission_26.htm

Introduction: A man finds himself enduring unexpected pain that, once he's gone through, leaves his pleading for everything he once retained, his sanity included. I shouldn’t keep my expectations high…Mission 26 A little boy holds onto his tiger plush as he waits for his parents to get home. The little boy, now anxious, opens the front door.Monday – Realization “It just

Mission_2_Paris.htm

Introduction: I get to see Paris. The next day I took a plane back to the United States. I had to be careful as the problem with rape is you leave your DNA tithe scene. My agency gave me papers to get through the checkpoints. I caught a cab and headed home. When I arrived back at my apartment, I found a letter had been pushed under my door. I emptied the cont

MISSION_OF_MERCY.htm

Becky really enjoyed her afternoons working as a volunteer at the local hospital. Sometimes she would read to a patient or maybe take one for a walk in their wheelchair. Her duties seemed to run the gamut, and she loved helping people. Today she had helped an eighty six year old lady write a letter to her grandson who lives in New York, and later on she helped feed a young girl who had

MISSY.htm

“MISSY” By Blueheatt This story starts when Missy was young. She was my girlfriends daughter. She was spoiled, hard to get along with, with both the girlfriend and I. Then she met her girlfriend and discovered boys. Missy was cute as hell, slim build with a nice hand full of boobs now. She had real long shiny black hair, beautiful skin, cute butt and nice hips. She was petite,

Missy_Brother_and_Dad.htm

Missy Brother and Dad (5) Mom went to work, but her mind was on Josh. Her life had changed way for the better and she felt horny like she did as a young woman. She daydreamed about him all the time now. She just wasn’t expecting this to happen. She hadn’t had wet panties for years, and now each thought added some to her pussy. By noon, her panties were soaked. Josh w

Missy_brother_and_dad4.htm

Missy, Brother and Dad (4) Josh slept till noon. He woke and smiled at his luck. He loved fucking his sister, she was so hot, he got hot thinking about her, looking at her 14 yr old body, feeling her young tits and her little slit. She liked fucking him too and she could fuck like no girl he had fucked before. She would fuck him anytime, anywhere, It was his first time in a 3

Missy_Brother_and_Dad78.htm

Missy Brother and Dad (7-8) Their soapy fingers both felt new feels. They enjoyed the feel of their body’s all slick and wet. It was a very hot turn to them both. Mom held Missy from behind her and let her soapy hand feel Missy’s little pubic patch, and her warm soft young tits. She had never done this in her whole life. Her hand quivered as it felt the wet little hair. God…she s

Missy_Brother_and_Dadfinal.htm

Missy Brother and Dad (9-10) It was Sunday. Dad was up and thinking about the hot sounds her heard from his wife’s bedroom last night. He grinned to himself. Sunday night is when he usually went and snuck into Missy room and they fucked good, but now since mom had her own room, she could come to his room and have the big bed to play on. Missy was up next, she came in and hugged her

Missy_Brother_and_Dad_3.htm

Missy, brother and Dad (3) Josh sat up in bed, thinking about Missy. Wow, he thought, she can sure fuck good for a 14 yr old. I want her all the time now. It’s Saturday and tonight I want to go in her room and fuck her all night. Missy is so hot for Josh, and wants to find ways to sneak a fuck behind mom and dads back. Missy knows Josh is right in the next bedroom wanting to fuck

Missy_Day_Eight.htm

Introduction: I hope you’re enjoying Missy’s adventures so far. Feedback and comments are always welcome, I love reading them. Happy reading! Day EightI woke up in my own bed the next morning, my mouth dry and thirsty. I stretched and went into the bathroom for my morning pee. As I wiped myself I winced, my pussy was sore and hurting from the all day fuckathon Daddy had

Missy_Day_Eleven.htm

Introduction: My heartfelt thanks go to all that read, vote and comment on my stories. It’s encouraging and inspiring me to keep telling Missy’s stories in her strange, extremely horny world. Happy reading! Day Eleven“And then he just fucked me right out there on the lawn Mommy!” I said excitedly, replaying my evening at Grandma and Grandpa’s the next morning. “Mmhmm, t

Missy_Day_Fifteen.htm

Introduction: Hi there, thank you all for your feedback and votes - I love hearing from you all. Happy reading! Day FifteenThat Monday morning I was in my pjs eating a bowl of cereal at the kitchen table with Mommy and Daddy when there was a knock at the door. Since it was a long holiday weekend we were all off and I was hoping to spend the day playing with Mommy and Da

Missy_Day_Five.htm

Introduction: Thank you all so much for the overwhelming support you’ve shown me and Missy. I’d love to hear from you. What would you like to see Missy do? Are you enjoying her world? Let me know. Happy readings! Day FiveFriday morning was uneventful, I got up and dressed as usual. Mommy was running a bit behind in schedule because Daddy had fucked her instead of gettin

Missy_Day_Four.htm

Introduction: Comments are always helpful for feedback. I hope you’re enjoying Missy and her adventures. Happy readings! Day FourThe next morning I woke up groggy and sore, everywhere. I was surprised that I hadn’t been woken up by my alarm or Mommy for school yet. Morning light streamed into my bedroom window so I knew it couldn’t be too late in the day. I gingerly sat

Missy_Day_Fourteen.htm

Introduction: Thank you so much for your support and patience. I love your comments and suggestions. I hope this longer chapter was worth the wait. Happy reading! Day FourteenI woke the day after the barbecue and immediately groaned. My whole body hurt, again. I carefully stretched it, enjoying the feel of the silky sheets against my skin. I glanced at the clock on th

Missy_Day_Nine.htm

Introduction: Thank you all for your support and encouragement. I’m glad you’re enjoying Missy and please keep the comments coming! Happy reading! Day NineI woke up in bed groggy and stiff. I cracked my eyes open and winced, shutting them quickly against the light flooding through my bedroom window. It was morning and I was back in my bed. I groaned, my head spinning and

Missy_Day_NineAfter_School.htm

Introduction: Thank you all for your votes and encouragement. I hope you’re enjoying Missy as much as I love writing about her adventures. Feedback is always welcome. Happy reading! Day Nine: After School“This way ladies,” Jessica called over her shoulder as she walked down the dimly lit hallway. I adjusted the tie on my robe as I walked, tightening it around my waist. T

Missy_Day_One.htm

Introduction: This was my first attempt at putting my fantasies down on paper. Feedback is always welcome. Happy reading! Day One“Daddy?”“Yes baby girl?”“Are you going to fuck me?”Daddy’s fork stopped halfway to his mouth at the kitchen table, surprised etched across his face. Let me start at the beginning...My name is Missy and I grew up in a loving home in

Missy_Day_Seven.htm

Introduction: This story contains beastiality, please remember, this story is a fantasy. I love hearing from you all and enjoy reading everyone of your comments. Happy readings! Day SevenIt was Sunday, one of my favorite days of the week. Mommy spent most Sunday’s at Grandma and Grandpa’s house with her sisters and brother for Sunday dinner. Daddy said it was important f

Missy_Day_Six.htm

Introduction: I’m so glad you’re all enjoying Missy and her adventures. I love hearing from you! Happy reading. Day SixI woke up on my back, my t-shirt riding up above my belly button. Before I could open my eyes I felt rough hands pulling down my panties. I opened my eyes to find Daddy kneeling on my bed naked, his fat cock hard and throbbing against his abs. “Daddy nee

Missy_Day_Sixteen.htm

Introduction: I read every single comment, I love feedback so much. Enjoy the new chapter, happy reading! Day Sixteen“Daddy?!” I squealed with surprise. Instead of Mommy in the school pick up lane, it was Daddy sitting in the car waiting for me after school on Tuesday. “Hi baby girl, hop in!” he smiled. Sigh, he was so handsome.I did as he asked, clicking up seatbelt a

Missy_Day_SixteenSpa_Treatments.htm

Introduction: I hope you enjoy this dirty little story. Feedback and comments are always welcome. Happy reading! "Ahhhh!" I cried out as the burning stretch I was experiencing turned into pure pain."Shhh, shh little one," Abuela murmured, twisting her four fingers counter-clockwise in my pussy. "It's a good hurt."I sagged back onto the gynecological table a

Missy_Day_Ten.htm

Introduction: Your comments are so encouraging and inspiring. Thank you for taking the time to vote and let me know how much you love Missy and her world. Happy reading! Day TenSchool was boring and uneventful that Wednesday. I sat in English class listening to my teacher ramble on about the differences between two types of poems. Talk about boring. I squirmed in my seat

Missy_Day_Thirteen.htm

Introduction: Thank you all for your continued support. I hope you enjoy Missy’s latest adventure. Happy reading! Day ThirteenI woke up with a grin on Saturday morning, my whole body stretched and twisted. I had slept so well, my body sated from Daddy’s cock the night before. He had fucked me twice, Mommy’s tongue cleaning my sloppy, swollen pussy before bed. Her wicked

Missy_Day_ThirteenThe_BBQ.htm

Introduction: Thank you so much for your support, I love your comments and suggestions. Happy reading! Day Thirteen - The BBQThe picnic table we had out back was covered in a traditional red and white tablecloth, the square corners ruffling with the slight breeze. I giggled quietly, and watched Mommy straighten each dish that was out there just so as Daddy snuck his hand

Missy_Day_Three.htm

Introduction: Happy Reading Day ThreeIt was raining when I woke up the next morning. The rain tapping gently against the windows in my bedroom, wind shaking the trees in the backyard. It was one of those days where I wanted to curl up in bed and read, cozy and warm under the covers. But unfortunately at 17 I still needed to go to school. As quickly as I could

Missy_Day_ThreeEvening.htm

Introduction: Comments and feedback always welcome. Happy readings! Day Three : Evening“Bend over the kitchen table.”My Daddy’s order echoed in my head. Repeating over and over as I nervously walked over to the waist high table. I looked at him and he nodded, his face still a filled with annoyance. I took a deep breath and bent my body so that my torso rested on the col

Missy_Day_Twelve.htm

Introduction: Here’s Missy’s latest adventure. I hope you enjoy it, happy reading! Day Twelve“Rise and shine Missy girl!”I blinked my eyes open, my lids gritty from the deep sleep. I took a deep breath and felt it ache throughout my whole body. I must have made some kind of noise of pain. “Aw poor baby, are you sore Missy?” Mommy asked, leaning down to run her hand over

Missy_Day_Two.htm

Introduction: I hope you continue to enjoy Missy and her world. Comments always welcome. Happy reading! Day TwoThe next morning I made a pleasant discovery. It seemed like the more I masturbated, the more aware of my body I was. Everything felt different. The sheets felt softer on my bed, making me stretch lazily like a cat when I woke up. My cute little toe

Missy_Learns.htm

Introduction: Teen and stepdad continue their games Lessons in Punishment Part 1 It was finally the end of the school year and graduation was right around the corner. Then summer. A hot, sexy summer with Bob if she had anything to say about it. Missy smiled at herself in the mirror and then went out the door. The man absolutely drove her crazy. He was th

Missy_Rides.htm

Introduction: A teen girl and her step dad, part 1 Missy Rides Missy and Nancy walked slowly and mostly silently, the long way, to their houses after school. It was the weekend and Missy was stalling; she didn’t want to go straight home. She was grounded, again. She and her stepdad had been fighting for the last few weeks, about everything and nothing. Sh

Miss_Benkinsopps_sacrifice_0.htm

Introduction: Miss Blenkinsopps sacrifice of her honour is not as altruistic as it first appeared In the time of Queen Victoria's reign on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England Miss Blenkinsopp's sacrifice. I saw Morelands for the first time that morning. The sun shone gold on the honeyed sandstone of the frontage as I appro

Miss_Black.htm

Introduction: A visit to the priest Her eyes were closed. "Hands all over me. Mouths all over me. Voices in my ears and the weight of bodies all around me "I'm surrounded," she said. "My body is shaking and I have goosebumps all over and? all this? sweat! My sweat? their sweat and I'm thinking, I can't believe I'm doing this!" She ran her fluttering fingers d

Miss_Brabbingers_Downfall.htm

Introduction: In 18th century England Sopia loses her honour Miss Brabbingers downfall. Lord Rothby looked disconsolately into his tankard of mead as the fool told the same old joke once more while the zither man slurped ale from his tankard and the Landlord at the Frothby Duck at Langley bemoaned that the Canal was now complete and his best customers the Nav

Miss_Brabbingers_Downfall_pt_2.htm

Introduction: Miss Brabbinger finds her assailant is not what he seems Claridge looked up to see Rothby enter the room,‭ "‬They offer the way-leave as dowry Dullard.‭" ‬Claridge suggested. ‭"And which peacock does it endow, " Asked Rothby, "the delectable Adele or the dazzling Francine?" "Sophia,‭ ‬actually,‭" ‬said the Major,‭ ‬but I su