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Filthy Little Beast
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... Read full Story
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Trying It On For Size
I was twenty minutes early for my one o'clock appointment so I found a shady spot in the parking lot of the upscale chain motel, kept the engine running to power the air-conditioner on the warm Sunday afternoon, took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. My mind wondered back over the series of eve... Read full Story
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The Mole
Police work is a paramilitary occupation. Uniforms, rank, weapons, discipline…It can be exciting and interesting for some and boring for others. Some officers seem to find lots of action during their career (or maybe it finds them) while others never use their sidearm except for target practi... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast Part 2
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... Read full Story
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My Mistress, My Slave
I first met Robert as I was moving into my new apartment building. He was just one of the several men who appeared out of the thin air and offered to carry my furniture and boxes up to my new second story apartment. Most of these manly he-men only appeared because they wanted to get to "know&qu... Read full Story
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Old Folks Part 2
It had been eleven months since that day when I arrived at Honey and Frank's house. It was about 1am at night as I stood in a quiet street waiting for Frank to pick me up. I had just finished with my last client for the night a good blowjob with him ending up cumming on my face. I was touching up my... Read full Story
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Procreative Fiction
I like penises. More specifically, I like circumcised penises. And I like balls, big or small. I prefer scrotums that, when they rise, high and tight, are smooth, although they may be wrinkled when relaxed. I like asses, too, especially feminine asses. Men's asses, to be attractive to me, must be sl... Read full Story
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Looking-Glass Ladyboy
I was taking a walk to stay--all right; I'll admit it--to get in shape, when I saw the "Going Out of Business" sign in the second-hand furniture store a block north of my condo. I wasn't in the market for anything, new or used, but I can't resist a bargain, and what was better for finding ... Read full Story
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The Bounty Hunter - Working With A Partner
My boss, Carl Bronson, was pleased with the results of my first case, and gave me more jobs over the next few months. In each, I learned from my mistakes and was able to apprehend my target. Even better, I was finally earning some good money and doing something that was worthwhile and, more importan... Read full Story
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Marla Makes My Wife
I'm kneeling on the edge of the bed, my stocking-clad wife moaning in ecstasy as my shaft moves in and out of her cum-filled pussy. I watch her breasts jiggle in time with our sex. But what's really driving me mad is the feel of a hard shaft of flesh moving in and out of my ass, complimenting my mov... Read full Story
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Alpha Gamma's Secret
Molly woke up to the sound of her alarm clock beeping. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at the time. It was 7:00 AM. She groggily reached over to shut it off, pulled away her blankets, and stepped out of bed. She walked from the bed room which she shared with her sorority sister Gina to the ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... Read full Story
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Jenna & Stephen Part 1
Jenna and I have been friends for nearly 15 years. We dated ever so briefly about 12 years ago, but nothing more than kissing and heavy petting occurred before she decided it wasn't going to work out. At the time I was heart-broken, but looking back now, I realize she was correct that we weren't rig... Read full Story