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Blaze and Amber  Amber was wanted by many of the guys in her school but most she had already been with and couldn’t seem to find one that she wanted to stay with. She was blonde, had a beautiful tan body, to-die-for gorgeous 34C breasts, and a great personality. But what the guys in her town liked most about her was that she was an excellent horse back rider and she was always so well poised showing off every curve of her body.

One day Amber was putting all the horses out to graze. Coco , Peanut, Rainy, Magic, Apple, Double take, Shadow, and her colt, Shade, where all mares.   The stallions where kept in barn 2 away from them. She put out all the horses except for Blaze, her brown and white stallion because she was going to ride him through the trails behind her house.

First she brushed him and put on his blanket, then his saddle. She took off his halter and slipped the bit into his mouth and the bridle over his head. She was very fond of this horse. She walked him out of the barn, placed her foot in the stirrup and hopped onto his back. He stood about 19 hands tall. She trotted past the neighing mares and was proud of Blaze for not charging towards them, the horny little bastard.

They galloped through a few fields and slowed into the woods. There were many trails and you could easily get lost if you hadn’t been on them before. But Amber and Blaze knew them very well. She rode him through the woods about every other day.

After about 10 minutes trotting through the trails, Amber and Blaze stopped at a small watering hole. Amber jumped down, led her horse to the familiar tree and tied him up by the water.

Shit,” she said, I forgot my bathing suit!”

She looked at the horse and sighed.
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Bizarre Journey     Gail Jennings knew the rumors about her father-in-law were true as she checked her eight-year-old daughter’s lap for the hundredth time in a hundred miles and saw that his meaty hand was still on her bare leg and still making microscopic advances toward her crotch. He now had several inches of the hem bunched and was closer to pussy than knee, and he had started at the knee.

Nonetheless, she let another mile slip by without saying anything. Each time she drew an imaginary line, her absolute limit, she wound up having to redraw it because she couldn’t tell exactly when he crossed it; and besides, her limit kept changing.

Tammy didn’t seem to mind having a creeping hand on her leg. Had she shown any sign of distress, Gail might have been able to keep a set limit. For a precocious little mink that liked wearing short dresses into playgrounds because she liked showing her panties accidentally on purpose, this new game of touchy feely was a big thrill. She snuggled right up next to her grandpa at the first touch on the knee.

Gail cursed herself for not insisting that Tammy wear jeans for the long trip, cursed herself for not making Tammy ride in the back seat, cursed herself for being such a jellyfish around her husband’s powerful father, and cursed herself for accepting his offer to drive them to the audition that would keep them on the road for two days there and two more days back. With the three days of tryouts and auditions scheduled, that would mean an entire week with a man she knew in her heart was a child molester, and one that was not inhibited be the child’s mother. He was proving that, and the trip had just gotten started.

It wasn’t like no one warned her. After word got around their small community, she received no less than seven phone calls, mostly from her husband’s side of the family, people who should know, warning her about his problem, his reputation, and most had personal experience to relate.

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Bitch Whore         John waited until the house was quiet, then eased out of his sick bed and drew on a pair of thin PJ bottoms. His sisters had gone off to school and his mother had just left for work. With any luck, his sexy Aunt Joy would still be sipping coffee in her maddeningly brief terrycloth robe. With better luck, she’d be naked under that robe.

John eased down the stairs and saw her as he rounded the corner. He was in luck. He smiled weakly as she looked up, then took feeble steps toward the chair that might give him a good beaver shot. As he pulled the chair out to place it at a good viewing angle at the corner, Joy said, “You can stop the act, now, John. She’s gone.”

John plopped down in the seat and smiled. “How’d you know?”

“I’ve been around. I was married for twelve years to a man who had three boys. I raised all three through their teens. I know when I’m being stalked for seduction.”

John reacted with feigned shock, started to defend his motives, then smiled bashfully and said, “I guess I’m pretty obvious, huh?”

“I’ll give you credit. At least you came down with something on.”

“I guess you think I’m pretty pathetic, don’t you?”

“Pathetic? Hardly. I’m quite impressed. You’re very good. You have natural abilities. You know just how subtle to be, yet you get your message across loud and clear. Women like that in a seduction. We hate crude grabbers or foul-mouthed mashers, but we especially hate having to guess at a man’s intent. Any sixteen-year-old with twenty-four notches on his bedpost already knows that.”

“You know what those mean?”

“Of course I know. Your mother knows too.”

“MOM Knows?”

“Yes, and she brags about her stud son. She brags to me, anyway.”

“No kidding? Mom knows and she thinks it’s cool?”

“She wouldn’t let you keep carving up a three-hundred dollar headboard if she didn’t, now would she?”

“Wow! I wondered why she never said anything. Man, that is so weird. Mom knows, huh?”

“Yes, but we’re both curious. Do you make a notch each time you get laid, or each time you make a new score?”

“They each represent a new score. I don’t count the same girl twice. If I did that, there wouldn’t be any headboard left.”

“She’ll be thrilled by that news. I said you counted fresh kills; she was sure you were counting fucks.”

“Aunt Joy! I never thought I’d hear you say the ‘F’ word.”

“Can’t you say fuck? You came down here to fuck me, but you can’t bring yourself to say the word in front of me? You disappoint me, John.”
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Bitch in Heat

         Sara saw the man walking the dog as she was walking home from visiting friends.  As they approached from the cross-street, Sara noticed that the man was fairly ordinary, middle-aged, average height, medium build.  The dog on the other hand was anything but ordinary.  A beautiful rotweiler, obviously male, large for the breed, straining at its leash.  Sara couldn’t take her eyes off it as the moved toward the intersection.

They reached the intersection at the same time, and man and dog turned to follow the same street Sara was on, both having to wait for a stop light.  The rottweiler sidled up to Sara and stuck his snout into the crotch of her shorts, making snuffling noises. Sara giggled, but somewhere back in the the most primitive part of her brain, something dark stirred as she felt the dog’s snout press against her crotch.

“Otto, no!”  The man pulled back on the rottweiler’s leash, and the dog backed off, rejoining his master.  “Sorry, he tends to be a little overly friendly sometimes.”

“That’s okay, I like dogs.  And they usually like me, too.  He’s beautiful.  His name’s Otto”

“Yep.  And I’m Mike, by the way.  You know a lot of people are afraid of rottweilers.”

“I’m Sara.  I’ve never been afraid of any kind of dog.  I like being around them.”

By now they were walking down the street together, toward Sara’s house, although it was still several blocks away.  The dog kept moving over to nuzzle Sara, and Mike kept pulling him back.  Sara noticed that Mike was sneaking peeks at her every chance he got.  Sara was used to that.  In her early 20s, she was hot, with a beautiful face and a nice body.  She knew guys liked to look, especially at her 32DD tits.  Most guys never really got past those tits, but Mike seemed to be having a good look at her flat belly and slim hips, too.  Of course, she wasn’t exactly dressed to cover any of it up, in a skimpy tank top and shorts.

“So, do you live around here” Sara asked.

“Yeah, in fact it’s just up in the next block.”

“Oh, we’re practically neighbors.  I’m just a couple of blocks farther up.”

They made small talk as they walked the next block, then Mike said, “This is my place.  Have to put Otto in the back yard.”
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Birds and Bees Phase Two     Emily Drew placed the car in park, then turned to her fifteen-year-old daughter, Darlene and said, “Don’t you just love the property in the fall. The colors scream out and it’s so peaceful with no one here.”

“Yeah, but the pond sure doesn’t look inviting with all that leafy crud on it. I sure don’t feel like swimming. So, are you going to tell me, now, why we drove all the way out here to talk.”

“Yes. This won’t be easy for me, Darlene. We have to have that talk all mothers dread and most avoid.”

“We already had that talk last year.”

“No, I’m talking about Birds and Bees Part II.”

“There’s a part two?”

“I’m afraid so, and it’s a doozie. Like I said, most mothers never get started. I was trying to put it off until your sixteenth birthday. When we bumped into each other in the hall after you came from the shower, I knew we needed to talk right away. You have truly blossomed in the past year. You’re now a fully fledged woman, and your breasts are almost as big as mine.

I think you’re ready for a C-cup.”

Darlene turned seven shades of red and said, “God, that was so embarrassing. I thought no one was home. I heard your car leave.”
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Bewitched       John Stevens was the envy of every man he knew, because he slept nightly with a woman every man wanted to bed–his wife, Georgette.

They’d been together since high school, had the perfect marriage, and a house full of beautiful kids. They had six ranging in age from sixteen to six: Don, 16; Julie 14; Kay, 12; Roger, 12; Bobby, 10; Tabatha, 6.

Georgette was a mother and a great mother, a full-time mother. John made good money as a diesel mechanic at a large truck stop–a trucking megaplex on eighty acres where two major interstate highways crossed. This secure and stable job enabled Georgette to devote her life to raising their large family. She’d be quick to tell you that “mother” is a career if it’s done right.

Georgette had the look men ogled with a growing erection. When she was in her twenties, she was a cross between Mary Tyler Moore’s character on the Dick Van Dyke Show, Laura Petry, and Samantha from Bewitched. In manner and demeanor, she carried herself like Laura Petry–a dancer with feminine grace who wore form-fitting pants and blouses almost as a uniform, though she looked more like Samantha Stevens: blond and built.

As she matured, and bowed to John’s insistence that she wear only skirts and dresses, she looked strikingly like the sexy witch, Samantha. It was little Bobby that first saw her as Sam.

When she playfully made her nose twitch exactly the way Sam did, she became Sam from then on.

When her little girl was born, the baby’s name was unanimously forced on her–Tabatha. By then, Samantha Stevens and Georgette Stevens could be mistaken for twin sisters. Everyone called her Sam. Only the kids called her, Mom, but when they spoke of her, it was Sam. Likewise, Georgette called her mother, Mom, but referred to her as Endora in the company of others. They were Sam and Endora to everyone except offspring.

If John had one complaint about Georgette, it was her stubborn refusal to join him with a group of swingers he knew from work. The swingers were the white collar types with cushy jobs that involved no grease or busted knuckles. Getting a white shirt job was as easy as joining their swinging circle. Few grease monkeys were ever approached with an invitation, but John was approached weekly, and that was all due to his sexy wife.

Georgette was a frequent visitor to the truck center. While out doing her shopping, if she were nearby at lunch time, she’d stop and buy her husband a hot fast-food meal, then join him for lunch. After she’d stop by, John knew a white shirt would soon be along to corner him with more inducements. John was more than willing to share his sexy wife, and had done so many times in the past, but Georgette would not even discuss becoming a swinger.
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Betty’s Animal Farm Part. 5

       Squeaking noises sounded as the adults started wrestling on top of the bed while the girls slept. Quiet laughing moans could be heard filtering from the girl’s room; they were both actively dreaming as they slept. Betty had slipped between Stacy’s open legs and was moving like she was having sex with her and both of them were mumbling and giggling as they slept.

Stacy asked, How did you find me in all this hot steamy foam Betty.”

I smelled your sweet pussy.” Betty sang and then added, I want to put my hard dick into your cunt.”

I really wish you could but I promised mommy I wouldn’t take my diapers off.” Stacy answered almost in tears as she stared at Betty’s huge dripping red cock and then energetically added, You have a doggy dick I can see your giant knot! I will suck it for you!”

You can suck it but I still want to put it in you.” She paused as she rubbed it and added, See how I have my dipies pulled to the side enough to get my cock out.”

Yea see my legging is a little loose too see.” Stacy eagerly pointed out as she opened her diapers enough to see her pussy.

Hold your leg just like that.” Betty ordered as she stepped in close.

It’s so hot.” Stacy gasped as Betty slipped her dick in and then warned, Don’t make me wet the bed.”

How can you wet the bed you have dipies on” Betty teased as she shoved her huge knot into Stacy’s womb.

Oh god Betty your sperm is so hot!” Stacy breathlessly gasped as her vaginal well filled with Betty’s hot sperm.

Oh that isn’t sperm I’m going potty!” Betty roared with laugher.

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 Betty’s Animal Farm Part 4

   Boy I thought that that woman’s hairy pussy in the bed room we were peeping in on was the hairiest pussy I had ever seen she was even hairier than my mom, but Lana is without a doubt the queen of hairy!” Stacy breathlessly exclaimed as the two girls raced home at a fast walk.

I know exactly what you mean and her clitty well I call it clitiousmaximous” Betty laughed out and stumbled slightly.

Oh my god hers actually filled my whole mouth when I started suckling on it!” Stacy exuberantly agreed and while they continued to race breathlessly added, Every time I teethed it I felt warm liquid squirt onto my neck!”

Oh yes she has soaked me hips to tits many times!” Betty brayed as she panted from their fast pace.

My…! God…! Her tongue!” Stacy gasped excitedly and then added, I thought your mom’s tongue was long the first time she Frenched me; but Lana!” She paused as she struggled to catch her breath and continued, Lana nearly made me gag when she Frenched me, and oh my god when she slithered it up my pussy I thought I was going to leap out of my skin when she started wriggling inside me!”

I know!” Betty roared with laughter as she agreed adding, She has the golden tongue alright and knows exactly what to do with it!” Betty took a few gasping breaths and then brayed, If she had wanted to she could’ve made you gag, she did it to me several times I think she gets a little laugh out of it.”

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Betty’s Animal Farm pt. 3

        Stacy lay in Betty’s arms for several minutes head between her breasts and Betty tenderly petting the side of her face across her ear and into her hair with a dreamy smile on her face as if she was the one that had the orgasm. Soon Stacy lifted her head her eyes half closed face still sweated and red and a weak smile across her lips slithered into bed next to her new friend.

Oh god Betty I passed out at some point and started dreaming that I was at the beach and the waves were crashing all over me. Waves of really hot water splashing over me and rolling me around in the bubbly hot water, and the roar was deafening.” Stacy recounted dreamily as she drifted off to sleep.

She was awakened by Betty’s body jostling about next to her and as she opened her eyes she saw Betty and an older woman looking at her both with broad beaming smiles on their faces as her eyes focused she saw that the older woman was in some of the pictures down stares.

Stacy this is my mom her name is Sheila, mom this is my new friend Stacy.” Betty introduced.

Glad to finely meet you Betty has told me a lot about you Stacy.” She said warmly and then asked, How are you two doing”

They both chimed, Just fine really good.”

Much to Stacy’s amazement Sheila gave Betty what looked like a very passionate kiss; lip suck and bite to the dancing tongue in the mouth and when Sheila looked up she saw Stacy looking quite surprised she asked, Would you like a little kiss too”

As she lay there not knowing what to say Betty chimed in, Oh come on give mommy a little sugar Stacy it’s okay mommy likes it.”
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Betty’s Animal Farm pt. 2
     Stacy found her way through the dimly lit house to her bedroom as she passed her parents she could see they were sleeping so the coast was clear and a feeling of relief swept over her as she slinked into her room stripped out of her wet pants and panties then slipped into her flannel nightie and then slipped into bed opting to shower in the morning rather than chance waking mom and dad, but mostly she wanted to savor her new tastes and smells as she held the glazed wetness on her panties next to her nose.

Her sleep was both fitful and restful as the images of the day and it’s bizarre unfolding raced through her mind as well as the words of her new friend echoed, first the image of a lurid smile beaming from her face while braying like a mule, Jacking two off at the same time is really great!” While Stacy dozed she could see her new friend pumping on them until those two stiff dicks started squirting!

Then the feeling of hot cum pooling on her belly at the same time it pooled on Betty’s! Stacy could see herself watching, panting, and drooling while the two faceless boys ejaculated all over Betty’s flat belly grunting and laughing licentiously.

She tried to wake and stay asleep at the same time then her thoughts drifted to what they talked about between their voyeuring, I still find it difficult to believe that those four people are married, but not to each other” Echoed in Stacy mind sounding quite puzzled adding, Did I say that right Anyhow, you know what I mean.” And then with alarming suddenness a woman tackled her from behind while holding her down started yelling, Come and get her while she’s hot! She is really hot!” Stacy struggled only briefly as she found herself eagerly waiting with her legs parted and eyes closed.

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 Betty’s Animal Farm    Chapter 1

It won’t be long now Stacy.” Betty assured continuing, Soon you’ll see that adults, or people in general, tend to behave pretty much the same with their clothes off. I get horny just trying to guess what kind of action I’m going to see. Maybe a couple of women will go at it in the bedroom. I like to watch the wives engaging in Lesbianism, sometimes one or both will gush on other’s face. I like to watch hot fucking and sucking session’s period; ‘Girl on girl, boy on girl, girl with a dog.’”

Wait a minute,” Stacy interrupted somewhat distressed asking, You’ve seen these people doing it with dogs Betty”

Oh no just the women do it with the dogs; and boy do they get naaassty…!” Betty explained with an exaggerated hunching of her hips clearing any doubt for Stacy.

That sounds gross.” Stacy said wrinkling her nose as she unconsciously squeezed her clitoris. Stacy didn’t want to let Betty know that she has no real experience with sex or that she masturbates, even though she knows Betty does.

Maybe we’ll be lucky one of them will get it on with their dog, and you’ll see what I mean, ‘that really does make me wet my panties.’ Especially after he sinks that huge kno…” Betty paused not wanting to scare her new and innocent friend off, because she has plans for Stacy’s virginity. When he slips his cock into her cunt!” Betty said impishly, her voice breathy as she spoke turned and smiled warmly at Stacy adding, More likely two couples will be on that bed in matter of minutes!”

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 Better Than a Movie Pt. II

    Walking in the door after work, I find that Zeus, my mastiff, has greeted me at the door. I pat him on the head and take my clothes off as I head for the shower. Once there, I turn on the water and step under the hot, steamy water, letting it sluice down my body causing me to shiver.

Soaping up my body brings back images of what happened a couple nights ago. I slump against the wall remembering Zeus’s tongue making magic on my pussy as I watched the porno. A hand trailed to my pussy, which was now soaked with my juices, and mimicked Zeus’s mad thrusts into my pussy as he’d fucked me. It had been the best fuck of my life and it had been by a dog!

My thumb rubbed my clit as I finger fucked my pussy. My moans bringing Zeus into the bathroom to see what was going on. He sniffed the air and watched my hand at my pussy and I watched as his massive cock extended from its sheath and grew longer and thicker before my eyes. Licking my lips, I imagined sucking that massive cock, taking it down my throat and tasting his cum. This last thought finished me off to a trembling and moaning mess at the bottom of the tub as I violently came. Laying still on my back, I turn off the water with my foot and attempt to recover.

Meanwhile, Zeus is getting alarmed that I haven’t moved and steps into the tub, nuzzling me as if trying to wake me up. He moves down toward my legs when the impulse, too strong for me to ignore, takes me.

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 Better Than a Movie

         I walk in the door, still stressed from the week and depressed that it is a friday night and I don’t have a date. I put my stuff down in my bedroom and greet Zeus, my giant mastif who comes bounding into the room happy to see me. Zeus is a huge dog, about 150lbs and his head goes up to about halfway between my waist and shoulder. I scratch his tummy and take off my clothes and head for the shower.

I turn the water on and step under the hot, pulsing water. The water washes away the weeks stresses and I begin to relax. My muscles slowly untense and the weight of the world is lifted off my shoulders, and as the wash cloth passes over my nipples, I shiver, reminding me exactly how long it has been since I have had sex.

I step out of the shower and put on an old oversized shirt that hangs to midthigh. Still horny, I search for my porno videos and find my favorite one. The sight of big muscled men with huge dicks never fails to get my pussy steaming on more than one night it has helped me get to sleep.

I turn the movie on and sprawl against the headboard at the center of the bed one leg bent up and out a little bit. Zeus jumps up and lays on the edge of the bed and watches with me. Normally he is not allowed on the bed but right now I am too horny to care.

The movie comes on and I fast forward through the first few minutes until just before the first fuck scene comes on. Lazily, my hand strokes my thigh as I watch the actors strip each other. Unconciously, I pull my shirt up to my waist and lightly run my fingers over my dampening pussy, making contact with my clit just as I the movie shows the guy’s huge dick spearing in and out of the girl’s pussy.

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“Bernard”

Let me make it absolutely clear before I start with this true tale, I am not in anyway gay. I have never wanted to be fucked by another man or even thought about getting intimate with a member of the same sex. Sure, I love watching two women going at it, in fact, I derive great pleasure from seeing a couple of girls suck and fuck each other; tongues and fingers going to work. Breast to breast or sixty-nine, I don’t mind. It’s a male thing I guess, though I am not sure what the girls think. It’s okay if they are inclined toward same sex, I suppose. I don’t think seeing two men going for gold has the same effect on a woman, but again, I haven’t asked. I digress.

So, the fact that I am not gay established, what would compel me to enter into a session with a dog I have often wondered that to myself. The best I can come up with is that I love watching. There is a large part of many men that is voyeuristic. Visual stimulation is often all a man needs to get going. Be it two women together, a man and woman screwing the eyeballs out of each other or indeed, a woman with a dogs cock in any of her receptive holes.

It isn’t quite the same for the female of the species. Stimulation for a woman is not usually visual, more a direct approach, like finding herself in a situation and going with the flow. I am voyeuristic. I freely admit it. Give me a good quality video or film and I will show you just how aroused a man can get from just visual images. Recently, I was given several videos involving a neighbour of mine with her dog. She would be mortified if she knew that her partner was peddling them. She is quite a nice looking girl with a trim figure; nothing really special, but just the type that, if she flirted, you would try and take her up on it.
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Ben

Sitting on my bed watching the TV, I watched as Ben wandered into my room and dropped himself down in front of my bed. Ben was my lovable large family mongrel that had been like a faithful companion since the age of ten.

“Hey boy, what you up to” I asked watching him jump to his feet as his tail started its usual dance.

Playing with him for five minutes I eventually decided that I was missing enough of my programme and stretched out down the bed watching my daily dose of soap opera’s.

I had hardly stretched out before Ben was back down below my head and started licking himself.

Trying to ignore him I lifted my eyes to the TV again watching my soap opera. Not that I was shy by any manner of means, but watching a dog lick his own balls wasn’t something that I added to my “want to do” list in life.

Yet the more I lay there trying to concentrate the more I had this impulse to look down, having fought it for about 30 seconds I finally let my eyes drift down watching in shock as Ben lay licking his now large cock that was poking out of his sheath.
“Shit, he’s bigger than I expected” I thought watching his tongue run along five inches of cock.

“Okay I’ve seen it now, just watch the programme” I thought lifting my eyes back to the screen for a few seconds as I felt the urge build to look down again.

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 Be Careful When Suntanning

    Phil and Mike were out enjoying the nice weather hiking in the woods. Mike had brought along his dog who was real good at sniffing and finding their way home, among other things he was good at finding. They had decided to bring along some camping gear just in case they decided to stay the night.

They had been hiking for quite a while and decided to sit down by a little creek they had found to rest for a while. Now max (the dog) went sniffing around like he had the scent of an animal he was hunting, the two men weren’t worry because they knew he wouldn’t go very far. When they finally felt rested they called for max to come on, but they noticed that on down by the creek, max had found something.

They couldn’t tell for sure because they where to far back to tell, so walking closer they stopped dead in their tracks not believing what they were seeing. Max had found a woman who had fell asleep SUNTANNING in the nude.

Now max can sniff out pussy better than anything else in the world because he loves to lick pussies when Mike can find a woman who doesn’t mind. The woman had fell asleep on her stomach and had her legs spread just a little, not enough for poor max who was trying so hard to stick his nose up her ass and get his tongue into her pussy. The woman must have thought in her sleep that her boyfriend was trying to lick her pussy, so she opened her legs just a little wider, like she was enjoying it. Now you are probably wondering since she thought in her dreams that it was probably her boyfriend, where was he, am I right? Well, he had decided to take a walk while she was napping and he is lost.

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 Be Careful What You Wish For Ch. 2

    It had been almost a week since Linda’s abduction and rape and the memories of it still haunted her, yet excited her as well. Never in her wildest dreams would she have consented to the things her abductors had made her do, but yet, that’s what had excited her the most. Even their “insurance” had turned out to be just a little pleasurable, though the scratches from the dog’s nails had taken several days to heal and it kind of excited her that it was on tape. She wondered if the couple sat and watched the tape of that night and thinking that they did, got her very hot, she almost wished that that night hadn’t happened, but a part of her did not regret it.

She had gone to work and acted like the whole incident had never happened to the rest of the world, but secretly, alone in bed, she would think of it and even masturbate to the images in her head until she came before falling asleep.

Mary had never mentioned her rape fantasy again and they both went on with their friendship as though that conversation had never come up. It was a Friday night, and it having been a hectic week, she decided to stay in and watch a movie on TV when she heard a knock at her door. Turning down the TV, she put on her slippers and walked to the door, asking who was there, and hearing “Western Union, Ma’am. I have an urgent telegram,” and she unbolted the door, but as she cracked it open, a crash sent her sprawling on the floor as it was pushed open by the man who had abducted her.

The fear in her eyes must have been evident, as he grabbed her by the throat and sat on her abdomen, her hands struggling to loosen his grip, “Hello Bitch!!” he said, “Didn’t think I could find you, huh?” and she began to tremble, but yet, get excited as well as she remembered his hard cock. “I’m going to let go of your throat now, if you scream, I’ll kill you-simple,” and he released his hand on her throat and she looked to see his girlfriend closing the door behind her as she came in, “See Baby, told you, no problem. She missed us,” and he snickered.
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