Chapter One  Chapter 1

As a reporter, I learn things about the human race that are often…alarming, often sickening. The rape, for example, of a young girl as she played in the park with friends; the atrocity of war and the blood spilled by nations civilized and not so.
My first exploration into journalism happened in my final year of high school; part of the work experience program the local council urged the headmaster to introduce to us tearaways who had no ambition in life, no career in mind.
I chose to follow a reporter around for those two weeks, and became so fascinated with the day-to-day routine of a country journalist that I enrolled in college and university to gain my degree in journalism.
But my desire was not that of my first tutor; no, I didn’t want the weekly spot in the county-wide paper, shoved between the Weekender section and the classified ads. I wanted to star in the country’s top papers, offering my story of the day far and wide from Scotland to Wales.
From the age of sixteen to twenty, I studied hard, and played little. When I wasn’t working my ass off, my spare time was taken up by the short articles and commentaries I wrote to bring in a bit of cash to pay the rent and buy my monthly packs of Bachelors dried soup.
By the time the ink dried on my degree, I’d applied for several jobs writing for daily tabloids, but none were responsive to my inquiries. Disheartened somewhat, I kept writing my opinions, my articles. Eventually, I launched my own website, posting my work twice daily.
The hits it received were…astronomical.
Anyway, before I get any further with the adventures I have to tell you, let me introduce myself. After all, I will be your guide to shocking events and taboo pleasures.
My name is Trelawney, Rebecca Trelawney.
I guess I’m about average height; a well-muscled five-eight. Though I’m not slender, I find that the one man in my life thinks that my build is…highly arousing. My hair is shaggy, a burnished red that I like. For the foreseeable future, at least. He also has an affection for my eyes; clear, direct blue.
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 Carole’s Holiday

    She was climbing the school steps with about five minutes to spare when her slut friend Jill came over. Hi Carole. You look tired,” she said.
I’m not tired,” she replied as she told Jill about her morning. I’ve got myself really horny wondering whose shafting my mum, and I haven’t had time to bring myself off.”
I thing I can help you there,” grinned Jill. Come on, we’ve just got time to get to the toilets.”
As they both squeezed themselves into the one stall Jill said, Drop your knickers,” as she rummaged through her bag.
What are you looking for,” hissed Carole. We don’t have time for anything.”
We have time for this,” said Jill, as she drew what looked to be an egg attached to a wire from her bag. I got this Mail Order. You stick it in your pussy and it’s attached to this control box so you can increase the vibrations. I’ve tried it, its brilliant.”
As Carole inspected it, she could still smell her young friend’s pussy on the plastic. Yea, I can tell you’ve tried it,” she laughed. Ok put it in for me.”
Jill knelt down and rubbed the egg over Carole’s pussy lips that were already slippery with her juices. As Carole bent her legs slightly, Jill pushed the egg firmly into her cunt. It’s in,” she said as she lent forward and licked Carole’s clit, just as the school bell sounded. Shit,” they booth said together. Quick, pull your panties up and that will hold the wire in place.”
Jill then tucked the small control box into the back of Carole’s knickers, switched it on to low, and smoothed down her skirt. Perfect,” she said. Lets go.”
The vibrations in her pussy were delicious. She found that by rocking slightly in her seat, the movements of her knickers over her clit, combined with the vibrations were enough to bring her off. She came once in geography and twice in maths. Fuck she thought, anything that can make maths pleasurable, has got to be good.
At the break she was standing in the corridor with Jill and some of their friends. How does it feel,” whispered Jill so no one else could hear.
Fucking brilliant,” replied Carole. My knickers are soaking.”
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 Captured Lady

         I immediately dropped what I was carrying and started to try to fight whatever it was that had done this to me, I scratched one of them on the face real good because he immediately let go of me and started to say “shit, she is going to pay for this”. Well my skin got all crawlly at the thought of some kind of payment.

The other guy told him that he’d be ok and to get the belt, all the while I was kicking & scratching. The guy that was holding me was really big and strong and I wasn’t able to do much damage to him except step on his feet with my heels which he didn’t like much either. Well I felt this belt going around my waist and one of them laughed and said “She won’t be able to do anything once we get this on her good” They really cinched it up tight, I almost couldn’t breath and now I was really getting scared. They took some kind of cuffs and latched my hands to my sides using the belt then they took something sharp and told me “Don’t move if you don’t want your tits cut all up” With a threat like that I decided to stay still and not move at all.

They cut up my dress and left me in my bra and panties, but that didn’t last either. When they had me naked they told me to open my legs well I didn’t want to do that so I shook my head “no”, well one of them grabbed my breast (which are very large and full) and squeezed it hard but I still wouldn’t open them, one of the guys said, “get the clamps and she will open up wide for us for sure” I heard them rummaging around and then the other guy said “the little ones or the big ones” , “Big ones, she might as well get used to it now” then I felt one of them grabbing my nipples and pulling it out and then the teeth from the clamps cutting my soft nipples, I started to scream but I couldn’t with the ball gag in my mouth and I felt something warm on my body, I figured it was blood from the clamps. “Open up your legs bitch now or I will tighten them tighter” That was all I needed to hear I opened them up a little, “MORE BITCH, all the way as far as you can” so I did it, I had no choice. I felt something touching me on my ass it was wet and cold, “Get out of here Rex she is not ready for your dog’s cock yet” well I started to shiver to think about what would happen to me at these hands.

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Britany, Linda, Maverick And Me

Britany and I chatted everyday trying to find a day we could get together again. Finally a week later my son was going to spend a week with my parents. I took a day off work and headed for her house as soon as my husband left, we would have all day to enjoy ourselves.

I pulled into the drive and Britany came running from the stable and threw her arms around me pressing her lips to mine. I’ve missed you so much.” She said between kisses.

I missed you too sweetie.” I said as my eyes traveled over her firm body. I leaned down and took her hard nipple in my mouth. She moaned as I licked and sucked the tiny nub. I heard something behind her and gasped when I saw a cute black girl standing nude in the stable door. Britany looked over her shoulder then smiled at me saying. This is Linda, I told her about us and she wants to play too. I hope you don’t mind.”

I looked at Linda and was taken by her beauty, her small breasts capped by hard nipples and her small patch of pubic hair made my mouth water. I smiled at Linda and asked. How old are you sweetie”

She looked down at her feet and said. I’m twelve, but I’ll be thirteen in a couple of months.”

My pussy twitched and I swear I could feel my juice running down my thigh, I was wearing a short skirt a halter top and nothing else. We walked into the stable and the girls quickly removed the few clothes I was wearing. I moaned as I felt a hot mouth on each of my nipples and Linda’s small hand slide over my clit as Britany ran her fingers down the crack of my ass. I had been here less than five minutes and I was about to have my first orgasm. Linda dropped to her knees in front of me and I shivered as I felt her young tongue slide over my clit. Then I noticed Britany was on her knees behind me and was sliding her tongue into my ass as she held my cheeks apart. That was all I could stand and I pulled Linda’s face tight against my pussy and screamed as I flooded her mouth with my fluid. OH FUCK GIRLS I’M CUMMING!!! YOU TWO ARE AMAZING!! YES BRITANY LICK MY ASS! OH BABY IT FEELS SO GOOD!”

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Blessed Longing

Lauren honked her horn as she glared at the long line of traffic in front of her. She had been sitting in the same spot for over half an hour now, cursing the cars in front of her. She had hoped to miss rush hour, for she had a meeting tonight with the CEO of the company she hoped to work for. She had prepared for this for weeks, and hoped she would be able to reschedule due to the circumstances.

She absently flipped through the radio stations, and settled on a smooth Jazz number with a sultry beat. As the speakers pored out the tune, a vibration filtered through her seat, and she felt the throbbing between her legs. After a few minutes she could feel the moisture between her legs grow, and looked around at the surrounding cars, wondering if anyone would see her if…

She dismissed the thought, quickly, and began to read through her resume and references, making sure everything was OK, and trying to ignore the increased throbbing of her now soaked pussy. After a few minutes, she remembered that she had a mini vibrator in her purse, so she pulled it out carefully, and slid it under her dress and between her thighs. She moved it in slowly at first, glancing around to make sure no one could tell what she was doing. She moved her left hand down to her clit as the right one eased the metallic cock in and out of her soaked center. As her hands worked, she lost herself in the self-pleasure and propped her feet up onto the dashboard, causing her dress to fall above her hips.

She was suddenly turned on by the fact that anyone who happened to glance down could watch her fuck herself, so she raised her dress even higher, taking turns with each hand, rubbing and pinching her swollen clit between her fingers, and then working the vibrator in and out of her pussy. Faster and faster she rocked, feeling her juices cover her fingers as she slid the tiny cock in and out, bringing herself closer and closer to orgasm. Loud moans escaped her lips as she bucked her hips upward, clamping her lips around hand as she came.

Through the haze of ecstasy, she heard a knocking on her window and jumped up in her seat. Embarrassed, she slowly turned her eyes upward, only to find a police officer standing there, staring down at her. She slowly reached to roll down her window, her cheeks still flushed from her orgasm.

“Y-y-yes, Officer…” she glanced at his badge, “Thomas?” She was still out of breath, and slightly uncomfortable, but she felt her excitement grow as she peered at the officer’s protruding trousers.

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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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 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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Be Careful What You Wish For    “You want to be raped? I can’t believe anyone would want that,” Mary said to her friend Linda as they chatted over coffee.

“Oh Mary, I don’t want to be hurt, trust me. But the thought of some guy doing things to me against my will and above all, making me do things to and for him, just makes me so wet.” Mary just stared at her friend, still not believing what she had said. “Haven’t you ever liked it when a guy controlled you?” Linda asked her, “Control, yes, rape, no!

Linda, honey, there are a lot of mean and nasty people in this world and you have no idea what could happen to you. You could end up dead!” Linda let the subject drop, knowing that her dream was falling on deaf ears. No, she didn’t want to die and no she didn’t want to be hurt, she wanted to meet a guy who was willing to play out this little fantasy with her. They made small talk for awhile and then Mary gave her a hug and left and Linda walked to her car, she turned onto the freeway and headed home.

When she pulled off on her exit, she noticed a man and a woman standing by a car with its hood up, the woman flagged her down as she approached. “My boyfriend says the motor locked up, you think you could give us a lift to Brambleton Ave.?” Linda looked at the woman, she was about to say no, but a voice inside of her told her she should give them a lift, “Sure, hop in,” she said. The man got into the back seat and the woman sat next to her, she never even noticed him as he got in and the woman started making small talk as she drove. It was getting dark and Linda reached down and turned her headlights on. As they neared Brambleton Ave.

she felt something sharp at her neck and the man’s hand came around her throat, “Do as I say and maybe you’ll live to see tomorrow,” he told her and she nodded her head yes.

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Bark at the door

17 year old Jacob Awoke from his slumber with the sound of load bark coming from outside his door. He got up rather slowly and went to open the door for his German shepard ,Melissa, She Came bouncing and jumped on jacob’s bed. Tired and wanting to go back to sleep Jacob collapsed on his bed next to Melissa.

Jacob Dreamed Of sex with his girlfriend amy all night long untill he was startled by an unusal warm feeling pressed agains his now rising cock.He Opened his eyes to see Mellissa slobbering all over his 8 inch cock. He wanted to push her away but what she was doing felt amazing and he Closed his eyes again and thought about his girlfriend amy. Mellissa continued to work over his cock and balls like an expert. Jacob felt his cum shoot up is rod and Spray on Mellissa’s head. She kept on licking while he came, shootin cum everywhere. When he finished cumming, Melissa Still rapidly licked his hard cock intending to keep it hard. Jacob got up behind melissa and lightly touched her pussy lips.

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BARBIE    Three months ago, I was your everyday housewife and mother of three–two boys, Phil, 15; Joey, 13; and a girl of twelve, Sandy. My husband, Maxwell Blake, is a big-shot attorney with the DA’s office. Cheating on Max never entered my mind, and probably never would have had we not moved across the street from Staci and Joe. I was so straight, if I masturbated more than once a month, I felt guilty.

The life of a housewife with all kids in school is boring to the extreme. Staci ended my boredom and made me what I am today. I freely admit I am a sex junkie, a whore, a slut. Sex is all I think about, and no perversion turns me off. I want my sex down and dirty, filthy and disgusting.

In fantasy, I wanted everyone to know the new me. In reality, I didn’t want to advertise that fact, but I had no desire to reverse the self-destructive course Staci had me on.

I was like the junkie that knows where the addiction will lead, but doesn’t want help. I feared my sexual addiction would virtually destroy my marriage. I’d lose my children and possibly wind up in prison. I couldn’t help that. The risks outweighed the consequences, because the sex was that good.

I love Staci for what she’s done. She took her time with me, got to know me, inside and out, then began her expert manipulations that led me to where I am now. The journey has been a long and difficult one for me, but nothing worthwhile comes easy as my father would say. Eight months of patient prodding has paid off for both me and Staci.

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 Banged by Buster 22

    The next morning was Sunday and Bri bounced out of bed, naked tits bobbing as she raced for the bathroom. She wanted to get a fresh start on the day. After all, she thought, it was bound to end dirty. In the shower she rubbed soap up and down her body, circling her breasts and pinching the erect nipples. She moaned softly and one hand trailed its way to her swollen clit. She only flicked it once, but it was enough to send her to the edge of orgasm. Even though she wanted to be there so bad, something told her she should wait, that prolonging her pleasure would lead to an even bigger reward.

Pouting a little, she hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. Buster was outside doing his business  in the yard and Bri watched him from her window. Little did Buster know the plans she had for today. Bri threw on a nightie and went downstairs to bring her MUCH beloved dog in.

“Buster! Come in Buster and you’ll get a treat!” Buster turned around and trotted back to the house, giving her his usual doggie grin. When safely behind closed doors, Bri stripped off her nightie. The musk of her aching, dripping pussy caught his attention right away, and Buster made a bee line to her, tongue lolling out of his head.

“Uh Oh,” she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room. Her indecision soon left her as Buster’s tongue found her clit and started to swirl around it. She sank down onto the couch, her pussy lips bulged out at perfect level. Buster was licking her furiously now, his tongue twirled and dug into her cunt hole, going so hard it hurt a little.

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Babysitter meets a Dane

Race Track Slut.

    Tammy and her mother had just moved from the city to a new house in Vermont.  The house was directly across the street from a horse race track.  The location was not that great, but the rent was affordable.  School had just ended for the spring and Tammy was upset that she had left her friends.

She was 14 and she knew she was going to miss Sarah the most.  Sarah and Tammy had been friends all their lives and recently they had started to explore their sexuality together.  On the night before Tammy moved the two girls had a sleep over and decided that it might be a long time till they met another good friend or had a boyfriend, so they took turns playing who was the boy and who was the girl. After doing what they had done before, playing with each other’s breasts and nipples, and fingering each other, Sarah looked at Tammy and said, “Shall I pretend I’m your boyfriend and go to third base”  Tammy said “yes” and Sarah leaned forward and started sucking on Tammy’s hard nipples.  Tammy’s breasts were not as big as Sarah’s but they were very firm and her nipples would get so hard that they grew to about an inch away from her breast.

Sarah was sucking hard on Tammy’s nipples and Tammy was getting close to cumming just from the stimulation.  Sarah could tell how hot Tammy was and she slowly left her breasts and ran her tongue down the middle of Tammy’s perfectly flat belly.  As Sarah’s tongue got to Tammy’s panties she began to smell how hot Tammy was.  She had fingered Tammy many times and knew how wet Tammy got when she was turned on.  Sarah never played with Tammy without having a towel near by, because when Tammy came she would soak Sarah’s hand, and anything Tammy was sitting on.

Sarah had slowly pulled down Tammy’s panties revealing her pussy, just inches away from her face.  Although Tammy was a little girl, about 5’ tall and very skinny, she had a very big pussy.  Sarah had always been able to put all 4 fingers inside of Tammy and one day almost put all her hand inside.  Tammy had sworn that she wasn’t using big things to masturbate with, but Sarah still had her hymen and it was obvious that Tammy, although a virgin, had lost hers while masturbating with something.

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April. Chapter one.

   Her first conscious thought was, I’m awake. She hadn’t opened her eyes just yet, but was aware of sounds and that she was cold. The second conscious thought was that she had a Blacksmith using the inside of her head as an anvil and was hitting a particularly hard piece of metal with a four-pound lump hammer.

She groaned and cursed red wine. She always got a hangover after drinking red wine and reminded herself of the often-made promise to stick to the voddy.

April then realised that she was naked. Not an unusual condition in the mornings, but along with her nakedness was a realisation that she wasn’t in her own bed. In fact, she wasn’t in a bed, but on the floor with some kind of fur rug under her. She unlocked her eyelids and was immediately sorry she did. The Blacksmith really began to go at the anvil inside her cranium. She closed her eyes again and groaned once more. But, not before they registered that she was in fact, lying on a sheepskin rug, face down with her wrists tied together and attached to a radiator tail.

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 Another Exciting Experience

    Well I would just like to say that Bear has made an incredible impression on my sex life. For those of you who don’t know who Bear is, he’s my adorable, black furred chow. If you read “An Incredible Experience,” you will know who he is, and how it all got started.

The day after my encounter with Bear, my husband and I had came home from work, and Bear had done a very bad thing. He hiked up his leg and marked the couch. My husband was so outraged that he threw him outside and chained him up, which, as you can imagine, upset me deeply, because I had been playing with the idea of having another sexual encounter with him (his cock had felt so good). A few days passed and I was begging him to let Bear come back in. I didn’t feel it was right to punish him in that way for that long. Finally, after 3 days my husband agreed to let him back in.

It was just an ordinary Monday, like any other. I had put Bear outside to get the cleaning done. My house usually gets destroyed almost every weekend. During that time, we have company over.

Mondays I always have the house to clean. Anyway I like to sit and watch the soaps on Mondays and Fridays to keep up with what is going on. I lay down on the couch and turned on the tube, just in time to see the opening credits. I heard a scratching at the door, and remembered I had put Bear outside to run around while I cleaned. I hopped up and opened the door for him, walked back to the couch, and lay back down. He came over and nudged my hand for me to pet him so I did.

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 Angie’s New Collar (part nine of series)

    She was procrastinating pretty desperately. Her mother insisted that they all go to church on Easter morning, if no other time, and yelled up the stairs at her again. Angie lay on her bed, her white tights abandoned halfway on, snuggling with the stuffed bunny that Cara had given her. She nuzzled her face between its ears.

“I’m almost ready!” Angie called back, sighing and sitting up reluctantly to finish pulling up her tights. She twisted her hair up and grabbed a wide tortoiseshell barrette to secure it with as she left her room.

“Take that thing off,” her mother frowned, glaring at Angie’s collar when she came downstairs.

“Can’t. I don’t have the key.”

Angie rolled her eyes when her mother walked back into the kitchen. She bent over to pull up the straps on the heels of her sandals and didn’t even have time enough to react between feeling a cold sensation on her neck and hearing the quick ‘snick’ of scissor blades. The buckle and lock rattled as her collar fell off. Angie caught it on its way down, turning to stare in shock at her mother, who was still holding a pair of kitchen shears.

“Mother!” she gasped.
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 Angie’s Long Day (part six of series)

   Cara had called the night before, telling her that she had a present for her. She’d arrived at Angie’s house about fifteen minutes before school started, after Angie’s parents had gone to work. She carried a small white gift bag, its handles tied together with a red bow.

“What is it” Angie asked in anticipation. She knew it had to be something good.

Cara walked on into the kitchen and handed the bag to her. “Go ahead and open it.”

She pulled one end of the bright red ribbon and reached in, pulling out a small but sturdy leather harness that had a little padlock in the buckle located on one side. Angie giggled.

“Take off your skirt and panties and stand on the chair,” Cara told her. Angie obeyed, stepping up onto one of the wooden dining chairs. Cara took the lock off and had her step through one loop of the harness, then pulled two toys from her purse. She secured them through separate holes in the crotch of the harness, snapping them into place. She slid the one closest to her between her lips, lubricating it with her mouth, just in case, and inserted it into Angie’s cunt. Angie moaned a short moan and smiled. Cara walked around behind her and sucked on the slightly smaller toy, being sure to leave more saliva on it, and spread the younger girl’s ass cheeks, pushing the fat little pink cock inside. Angie grunted at the sudden presence of it and squirmed as Cara tightened all of the straps, then buckled and locked the harness at her hip.

“There. You’ll wear that until I see you tomorrow evening,” Cara said cheerfully.

“Tomorrow” Angie gaped at her.
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 Angie’s Search for Pet-Lovers (part two of series)

    Since their first time, she had let Davey fuck her on a couple more occasions. She thought about it virtually all the time. And every time it crossed her mind, she got wet.

This almost constant horniness caused her to flirt with one of the boys she liked at school for a while, in hopes of getting further with him. She went out with him a few times, and on their last date, they had mostly dry-humped in the back seat. She found herself thinking about Davey fucking her while the boy’s hands groped around under her shirt, and she suddenly didn’t even feel like screwing around with him. After a rushed handjob, he took her home. She hadn’t made another date with him since.

It only took a few days for her to find out about a group of people who met pretty near her town, who euphemistically called themselves animal lovers”.

Their next meeting was wet up to take place in just over a week. God, how she wanted to go! It was all she could think about all the way through school the next day. Before long, she had come up with a little plan. When she was walking home from school, it occurred to her that there was a snag in it, however. She ran up to her room and dug through her closet. There was nothing in there that didn’t give away her age, and her mother’s clothes were a few sizes too big for her. She swore and slammed her closet door shut, trying to think of a way to get clothing that would make her look somewhat adult.

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 Angie’s Gets Loaned Out (part eight of series)

   Angie sighed deeply and slouched a little to one side, putting her head on Cara’s shoulder. “When did they stop having any films or anything”

Cara grinned indulgently at Angie’s boredom. “They haven’t. The projector is broken.”

“So all it’s going to be this time is people talking”

“Pretty much.”
“Then why did you bring me Why are they having a meeting on Christmas Eve, anyway I thought most people had plans for today.”

“Hey, now. Ice, thin. Behave yourself.”

Angie gave a little groan in response and quieted. The Pet-Lovers meeting was sedate, to say the least. She saw Daniel hovering around a table display of various sex toys and gave him a little wave. He grinned back.

Another speaker, a woman, went up behind the microphone and began talking about which lubricants were safe to use with animals. Angie wiggled a foot under her chair to stay awake. She heard the foyer doors shut and twisted around to see Jonathan walking near the wall, looking as if he were barely restraining himself from running, toward a door at the back.

“Look,” she poked Cara gently in the side, “Look, it’s Jonathan.”

Cara nodded and put her hand around Angie’s, holding it down to cease the poking. “I see.”
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 An Incredible Experience by

   An event occurred that changed the way I look at certain aspects of sex forever. I have always had this VERY healthy appetite for sex; but what happened on this particular day would be incredibly shocking to some, and just down right sick to others. For me it was quite provocative and sexual; and every time I sit back and think about it, I get extremely aroused.

It happened one afternoon while my husband was at work. I got up that day around twelve in the afternoon and decided to clean the house. I didn’t put any regular clothes on. All I had on was a short pink satin nightgown, with nothing underneath. I swept the floor, and cleaned the kitchen. Before I tackled the bedrooms and the bathroom, I decided to sit down and take a break. As I sit there on my beanbag, I started thinking about some of the sexual things I had done as a teenager. For example, the time I was sitting in the very same beanbag, in my bedroom, and my little dachshund mix breed come over to me and started sniffing at my crotch.

What happened next was weird but arousing. He started licking and rooting at my panties. It felt really good. I was curious, so I decided to pull my panties to the side, to see what he would do. He really went at me then, and he started licking me with such long deep strokes. I felt every inch of his tongue lapping at it as if he was lapping water out of a bowl. It was a new feeling that I’d never felt before, I started breathing heavily and I experienced a tingling sensation, that led to my first explosive orgasm. Then it started tickling so much that I couldn’t handle it anymore, and I pushed him away from me. This sticky liquid oozed out of me and it made me very wet down there.

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