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Somehow he had gotten into this really bad situation. He was in this strange women’s house, standing in the corner of her basement wearing a schoolgirls uniform. He had been ordered to stand there, facing the corner. The strange women had pulled his panties down around his ankles and he was told to put his […]
It was couple weeks after my 18th birthday and most of my friends had gone off to camp for the summer. I was going to be by myself for the rest of the week and I was board out of my mind. I decided to go for a walk along the creek in the woods […]
Cindy and Jack were very happy that they had found an ebony mistress on the web. They had corresponded with the woman for two months now sending photos she directed and obeying her every commands of lewd activities. Both had decided that they wanted it for real life. Their daughter was out of college on […]
Some times it takes a little while for things to sink in, I’m no dumb blond but then again I’m no rocket scientist either, so I usually realize what’s going on reasonably quickly but when it came to the family naturist club it took me quite a few years to realize what was going on […]
One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would make him happy, I didn’t mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, spread my […]
Annie watched the spread-tied girl’s narrow hips thrash as the young victim tried futilely to kick her legs free. Her open-legged struggle caused her pussy to “dance” above the bed delightfully. Annie reached out and grabbed a thatch of the girl’s pubic hair, pulling her upward by it until the girl tore her hips away. […]
Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reed family, her friend Jenny and her Jenny’s step-father had taken her in several months ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn’t hard to get along with those two. They also had been through a lot after […]
This is a true story, or as true as I remember it. I’ve changed some of the names, for obvious reasons. My name isn’t Jenny, my boss isn’t named Cynthia, and the club in question isn’t called Club San Limites, but the club does exist in downtown Montreal under a different name. I’ve also omitted […]