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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Careful What You Wish For

       Fantasise about seeing your wife or girlfriend GANGBANGED
Do you want to turn your fantasy into reality
If YES, contact us for more details on e mail address etc, etc”

My heart began beating faster and my cock became stiffer as I re-read the massage. At first I thought that it must be some kid messing about, then I realised that my fingers were typing the address into an e-mail document.
“It’ll be a laugh.” I thought, as I typed ‘Interested. Send details.’
“It’ll be a turn on for him to consider banging my wife.”
I sent the e-mail never thinking that they were serious or even lived in the UK anyhow.
After about 10 minutes of surfing even darker porn sites, a message ‘pinged’ on screen. I checked my account to see that the message was from the person that I had replied to.
It read…

We may be interested in your wife but need more details. Send by return”.

I smiled and eagerly replied…
Andrea, 27, slim, no kids, 5 foot 6 inches, brown hair and blue eyes and I think she is attractive”. I pressed send.

After two or three minutes I had another reply.

Send a picture and her sexual preferences. You could be in business”

My heart gave a jump as I looked through my documents” for something suitable. My cock was stiffening as I found a picture of her from a wedding we attended earlier in the year. She was wearing a hat and a light coloured dress that emphasised her curves. She looked gorgeous.
“Picture attached. Loves oral (giving and receiving), prefers ‘doggy style’, enjoys wearing sexy lingerie. Not very vocal but is very orgasmic.” I exaggerated about the oral sex, but it was only a bit of fun.
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Calling Her Bluff Ch. 3   Cindy and I talked about what we should do for our next sexual fantasy. We decided to try and find a male dog to see what we could come up with!

We headed up to our trailed up north for the weekend. We went out to eat and dine for a while. When we got back to our trailer…luck was with us! We couldn’t believe it! There was a large Black Lab sitting by our trailer! We got out of the Jeep and walked over to him. Cindy said, “Check to see if it’s a male!” I bent over to look between his legs and sure shit! He had a cock and balls! “He sure is Hon!” I said.

Without saying another word to me, she opened the trailer and walked in. She turned to coax the dog into the trailer with her, but he was all ready running up the stairs! I looked around to see if anyone seen us, but the coast was clear! I ran up the steps next!

We closed and locked the door and made some strong drinks! “That should make us more brave!” I said to her. “Thanks, I’ll need it!” She said back. We did up the coke and took our clothes off. Cindy sat on the chair and I moved over to her and put my cock to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked my hard cock into her soft lips. She sucked my cock in and out while I played with her tits. Then she said, “Come on…Let’s do something with the dog!” “What do you want to try?” I replied.

“Let’s look at his cock!” She said. We got on the floor and the dog came over and lay down by us. I scratched his head and behind the ears. Then I started to scratch his belly. As I did, his leg came up and he gave us good look at his fur covered cock and balls. He had a very large set of balls on him! I said to Cindy, “Let’s see if we can coax it out!” Then I reached over and grabbed the sheath and slowly pumped it back and forth. As I pumped on it, the pink cock started to come out the end and Cindy said, “Look at that! His doggy cock is coming out!” I was amazed at the size of it! His cock head was as big as mine! The more I pumped, the more came out.
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 Cabin Fever

My woman’s intuition told me something bad would result from this trip. Brent, my husband, suddenly developed this need to commune with nature. Brenda didn’t want to go. We had to practically drag her to the station wagon. Phil and Carl, however, my twin fourteen-year-old boys, were eager to get out into the remote wilderness. Brent found the cabin and made the plans. I went along like a good wife.

Once at the cabin, light years from anywhere, my anxiety grew. No phone, no electricity, and having no toilet didn’t help. We weren’t there thirty minutes when five armed men burst in on us. They pushed Brent before them, bound and gaged. My heart sank. I clutched my kids to me and we huddled in a corner. We watched helplessly as they shoved Brent into a chair and bound him in place.

After securing Brent, the leader approached us with a leering grin. The others crowded around, snickering and laughing. The man holding the pistol waved it casually while addressing me. He said, “Lady, this ain’t your day. You see, we are bad desperados, and it looks like we’ll be holed up here together for a few days.”

I pleaded, “Please don’t hurt anyone.”

“We don’t plan to, but then that all depends on you. We have to lay low for a few days. You see, we just robbed a bank. If everybody stays cool and cooperates, nobody gets hurt. You guys can go about your little vacation, and we’ll move on. I’ll just say this once, though. If any of you tries anything, sneaks off, or pisses us off, your old man gets a bullet right between the eyes, understand?”

I nodded. He shouted, “I’m talking to all of you.” We all nodded. “Now, you guys go sit on that couch and let us have a little meeting. No talking.”
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Broke in young boy   It happened while I was on holiday with some friends a few years back in Spain.

We where all keen to get there and get laid. Things didn’t go to well at first as we where so young.

We ended up going out and getting drunk doing the yousel type stuff you do at 17. I got bored of in then end and wondered off myself and ended up in a bar by myself.

As I sat there getting drunk I was approached by an older couple who I started chatting to me. They bought some drinks and we started to get along real well. They told me that they had retired early after making a good living in France.

It was pretty clear that the lady whose name was sandrean was pretty keen on me and this made me nervous as her husband was right there with us.

She must have picked up on this as she leaned closer and told me that it was ok that it turned him on and that she would love to take me back to there villa and fuck me.

Her husband jean herd all this and in a thick French accent told me that it turned him on to watch his wife get fucked by young guys.

I was a bit weary at first but soon warmed to the idea after a few drinks. Not to much later we where pulling up to the gates of a nice villa with a beautiful pool out side.

As the gates opened and we went through the gate a large Pyrenees mountain dog appeared and ran over to great them lovingly. I thought no more of this and went in side.
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 Britney and the Beast

    Friends and family told me that I was too young when I got married to my husband Rob. I had just turned 23 years old and we had not dated that long, but he was by far the best guy I’ve ever dated and I loved him, so when he proposed I said yes. I’m a very attractive brunette with big firm d-cup breasts, a thin waist with a flat stomach, a round tight ass and long legs. I have a strong sex drive and always had guys hitting on me; so getting laid was never a problem. I have fucked more guys than I’d like to admit and I think that played in my decision to get married, but I’m ashamed to admit getting married didn’t stop me from fucking other guys.

Rob had a similar sex drive as me, he always wanted to fuck me and even though his cock size was average at best he made up for that by being great at oral sex. Plus he didn’t mind going down on me after he fucked me if I didn’t cum. I always loved the fact he would eat my pussy even if he had just filled it with his cum!  It turned out Rob was into very kinky things even if he came off as quite normal. He loved masturbation, both watching me and performing for me. He liked me to dress up like a schoolgirl and pretend his was my teacher, then he spank me and fuck me. He also loved me to give him rim-jobs and always wanted to fuck me in my ass. I’m submissive by natural and wanted to please my husband, so I often went along with any of his requests.

Rob always asked me about my prior sexual experiences or fantasies and I’d always try to make myself out to be innocent. I often wondered what he would think if he knew how many guys fucked his young wife. One day I found out Rob had a little secret himself. We were married only a month when I came across a movie he had saved on the computer. It was a pretty girl with a nice body, she was no more than 18 or 19 years old, she got naked and then sucked a horse’s cock! I was completely shocked! I watched the entire blowjob, which lasted twenty minutes and ended with the horse ejaculating all over the girl. I couldn’t believe Rob was into something like this and I didn’t know if I should bring it up. Over the next couple of weeks I couldn’t get the image of the girl sucking on that huge horse cock out of my head. I watched the movie whenever I was home alone and found myself getting turned on by it. Eventually I wound up touching myself when I’d watch it.
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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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“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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 Anal Animal Penetrations - A Horse Up Your Ass!

   “We love these animals as much as each other, right honey” She quizzed.

“Sure…” I replied, confused. She delayed her next words for a few seconds.

“I want to fuck the horse.” She said flatly. Strangely enough I almost thought she would say that.

“Well darling, anyhting you think will help.” I replied, actually enthused, “How about after lunch”.

“Sure!” Agreed my Wife - we had a date with the horse.

At first I really didnt know what to do like prepeations etc, but my wife assured me all I have to do is come along, she’ll do the rest. So I did.

When I came to the barn she said to come to, the only male horse on the farm, she had set up a lilo for somebody to lie on under the horse. She had tied the horses legs down so it could not move too much. She was getting undressed.

“Get your gear off, honey!” She said to me. I obeyed. The whole idea of this was giving me an erection already. I told my wife I would let her and the horse do what it was they were going to do, and join in later, as I was a little nervous.

I sat down at the edjge of the barn door and watched my wife lay down under the horse. She sat up, and found the horse’s penis. She began to rub at it with her hands. I could see it growing from under the horse. I could feel my own erection escalating as well.

After a while my wife had the horse’s penis to a reasanble length, and she beckoned for me to come over. While rolled over onto all fours, she said to me “Now, just get his willy aimed at my pussy, will you honey”, I relucantly obliged.
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A Warm and Furry Surprise

     Ever since Patti had been laid off from her job, Mike started to worry about her. His wife of two years was withdrawing more from him each day. It used to be that they would do almost everything together but anymore, all she wanted to do was play around on her computer all the time. Several times Mike had tried to call home during the day only to get a busy signal, or worse no answer at all, and Patti no longer came to bed when he did. It had been weeks since they had made love. She seemed to sit up all night on the Internet and whenever he came into the room, she would quickly minimize the screen. She had even rearranged the room with the computer facing the door so he couldn’t sneak up on her.

Mike thought she was having an affair – talking to guys online and then arranging to meet them during the day while he was at work. Patti was a beautiful woman with shoulder length blond hair and huge brown eyes that could melt your heart. At only 5 feet 2 inches, she was just a little wisp of a woman with a body to die for. The thought of Patti with another man was tearing him apart. Since the day he first saw her, Patti was the love of his life and Mike wasn’t willing to throw that away without fighting for her. Before he could fight, he had to know exactly what it was he was fighting against though.

Having made up his mind that he would need to get into Patti’s email account, Mike called his sister and explained how Patti was depressed since she lost her job. Mike’s sister, Nancy, drop by the house the next day and take Patti out to lunch then maybe do some shopping. Knowing that Patti would be out of the house, Mike arranged to take the last half of the day off from work so he could try to break into his wife’s account.

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A Tale of Kink
   Nadine was lowered from the harness hanging from the ceiling. Several strong hands reached forth to help her right herself as she looked about in wonder, her knees like rubber, cum still clinging wetly to her delicate skin. Nadine was then escorted to the cottage’s bathroom. There at least ten men ushered her into the shower to aid her in bathing.

Hot water ran freely from the shower, coursing over Nadine’s well used body. Soothing the aches and replenishing the spirit.

Twenty soapy hands caressed and fondled as they cleansed. Leaving not an inch of Nadine’s supple body untouched. Fingers slipping between her thighs to stroke and tease. Fingers down the crack of her delicious ass, tickling sensitive areas. Fingers running up and down her spine. Multiple hands manipulating muscles and molesting tender, luxurious flesh.

Nadine moaned under their attention. Her heart started beating faster even as she began to pant heavily. Her thighs quivering as she felt the telltale signs of her encroaching orgasm. Nadine reached forward, bracing herself against the shower wall as she felt the first bulbous cock head join the fingers now digging into her tight ass. Eight fingers were stretching her ass wider, forcing her back passage to yield. She whimpered, feeling the intrusion as fingers and cock tunneled within her rosy pucker. Then hard, insistent thrusts as all sought penetration deep into her sweet ass.

At roughly the same time, several meaty men had slipped in front of her soapy body. Cocks in hand, an insatiable hunger in their eyes. Nadine was bent forward at the waist. Strong hands gripping her hips as they sawed into her from behind.

“Open your mouth bitch.” An especially neanderthal-looking man growled. His fleshy cock thickening in his hand as he fondly pumped it in front of Nadine’s parting lips.

Nadine grabbed a deep breath before neanderthal man plunged his hot rod down her soft throat, making Nadine gag and choke. Another man soon stuffed his juicy cock into Nadine’s delicate palate as well. Filling her mouth with choice cock. Punching in and out between her velvet lips repeatedly, while they uttered low, guttural moans.

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 A Japanese Husband

     Two weeks later we received an engraved invitation that read in part: You are cordially invited to witness what should be a very erotic encounter between a woman and a dog. The woman is beautiful and ready for the challenge. The dog is a large, well built German Shepherd called “King”. He weighs 125 pounds and has been husband to a woman in Japan who died unexpectedly three days ago. He lived with her for five years, sharing her bed with her. He knows exactly what to do with a woman. It was signed by Tom. There was no mention of Helen’s name at all, she was simply’ “the woman”.

On the designated evening, Lacy and I knocked on Tom’s front door and were shown in and to that same, large, upstairs bedroom where I had first seen Helen fucking and sucking Tom and Lacy. The bedroom had undergone some changes. A four sided enclosure with walls about three feet high had been constructed in the middle of the room.

Chairs were arranged around the wall for observers. Some of the seats were already occupied, and it was a very strange mix of social and income level. Some observers were there in formal wear, the men in a tux and the women in expensive evening gowns. The other observers varied from middle class couples to a disheveled man who loudly told everyone that he lived on the streets. Waitresses glided through the seats with drinks. A buzz of anticipatory conversation flowed and swelled around the large room!

Inside the enclosure was the dog, King. He was a massive and handsome example of his breed. Intelligent brown eyes gazed at the crowd, he stood about waist high to me, probably about four feet. His chest was massive and he walked majestically around the enclosure watching every movement of the humans watching him. He was wearing a soft leather muzzle that permitted his jaws to open about half way and he was able to use his tongue.

I noticed several looks of fascination directed his way by the women. It was obvious that they were imagining themselves as King’s sexual partner. Unfortunately, King wasn’t aroused yet and his penis was hidden inside his furry sheath and belly.

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     “The stallion is in here.” the man directed me. The man was the owner of this farm that I was invited to. I am an experienced cameraman currently unemployed who posted a message on an Internet forum asking for anyone who owns a farm willing to allow the filming of his or her animals mating. A reply, A few e-mails and a few phone calls later, I had arrived onto the farm and was being led into the shed where the big boy was kept. “He isn’t erect yet, I hope.” I said.

“No,” the man said, “but as soon as he gets a whiff of the mare’s scent, he’ll be the horniest thing on the planet!”

The man opened the shed door and showed me the stud. The man shut the door and turned the lights on. What a horse! Big and muscular. “Try to keep him still.” I said as I stood next to the side of the stallion’s stomach. I then knelt down so that I could get a good shot of the male’s genitals for the camera. The tripod was set and so was the camera to look up at the genitals from underneath the stallion’s stomach. I switched the torch that was mounted on the camera to on and adjusted the level of brightness ’til it was perfect. Finally I looked through the colour viewfinder on the camera and zoomed in on the genitals. Very nice! I stopped zooming when the big balls and the deflated sheath were totally in the picture. I started recording. “O.K., you can let rip the Viagra!” I said. The man took out a small container of clear liquid, put it near the stallion’s nose and opened the lid.

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  Summer in Piccadilly is a hot affair, even the streets steam up after the sun rises. I was glad therefore to be in this little fish and chips shop enjoying my friends company as well as the air-conditioning when four nice married white ladies came in and sat at the next table. Now normally I wouldn’t be eavesdropping, but my ears perked up when this cute little blond starts complaining that she isn’t getting enough at ye old family estate by her wimp hubby.
“You should try shagging the help,” said the long haired brunette on her left, and all four ladies laughed at that, but then the woman continued in almost a whisper. “I tell you Yvette, if I were in your lucky shoes, married with money and bored, I’d be shanking that black Gardner you have.”
That got my undivided attention.
“Chris fired him last week for some silly little screw up,” Yvette whispered nervously, “and what is it with you and this black fantasy trip anyway?”
“See those men,” she obviously meant me and my friends, “I’ll make you a bet that there isn’t one of them under 8″ in length.”
“That’s ridiculous,” Yvette returned, “Chris is at least 6″ in length, and that’s as big as any man gets.”
“Any white man maybe,” replied the brunette under her breath, “so bet me then, I dare ya.”
By now my friends had become interested in the conversation at the next table as well, and all were turned looking at Yvette for her response, as were the women at her table.
“What’s the bet?” Yvette said sticking out her chin.
“Okay, if any of these guys are less than 8″ hard, I’ll be your slave for one month, do your errands what ever. Fair enough?”

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Patricia’s no movie star, model, or centerfold. But she could be, what with her face and that body. Luckily for me she decided to become my wife instead. Not too tall, and not too short, and built like a dangerous S turn down a screaming mountain road, Patricia, or Trish as I call her, was a dedicated party girl, from the very moment she reached puberty, some have said.

Not being one who wished to cramp such a high spirited slut, and having inherited the wherewithall to keep her in a custom to which would give her the most freedom, to express her natuarl talents without barriers, or restrictions normally placed on wedded spouces, was probably the biggest advantage on my side of the marriage bargaining table. In fact she fucked my best man in the bridal chambers before the wedding, and gave blow jobs instead of kisses to the men who lined up to pay her a buck at the reception back in the men’s room. Since the buck they gave her was a fresh crisp new hundred dollar bill, I thought it most appropriate myself. Hell, my father even went back for seconds.
Not a shy bone exists in Trish, and when I suggested that she try on a few of the locals on our honeymoon in Hawaii she ended up getting gang banged in the pool at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel. That’s the swimming pool with the window connected to the basement cocktail lounge. And though no one in there saw her face they all oggled, belly up to the bar, as she took on no less than ten local men two at a time in both her tight pussy and ass in that lighted baby blue clorinated water just beyond the window behind the bar.

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The following short story deals with incest, bestiality, the corruption of minors, and as such it is suggested that if this type of reading offends you, please read no further. The story has been written to entertain, and titillate not influence anyone into following such anti-social behavior. The author in no way condones, or sympathizes with those who would even dare to molest children in this or any way. This account is solely for the purpose of entertaining intelligent, well adjusted adults in the privacy of their consensual, private, sexual endeavors, and nothing more.

To sum up in layman’s terms: This is a fantasy you fucking Morons, not real! It’s for getting your dick hard and jerking off to, and nothing more. Normal people don’t do these kinds of stupid things with kids, and neither should you! What you do with your pets now, is another matter, and none of my business, as long as you don’t harm them.
End summation: Nuff said, now start reading assholes!

At fifteen, going on sixteen years old, standing five foot nothing in her bare petite feet, measuring a solid 37C almost D -20-34, and not an ounce over 98lbs. blue eyed, brown hair to her dimpled ass Christine was the epitamy of the well known term; Jailbait. Jefferey, her step father, was already cleaning his hunting rifle everytime a boy stepped in his house by then, and trying his damnedest to hide his own cock’s troublesome hardons in the process whenever Christine came into sight dressed half naked like her mother did around the house in either panties and bra, or the skimpiest of French cut swimwear money could buy. Not that his wife Becky was any slouch in the body lushious department either at 30 years old, with almost the exact same build as Christine, but only two inches taller than her daughter, and a real honey colored blond goddess herself.

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     Hello, my wife is 26 years old, 5 foot 6, 110 pounds or so, shoulder length brownish/reddish hair (it is dyed blonde now). She is PhD student, very intelligent, very conservative. Only been with 3 men in her life. I am 27 years old, an attorney. We live in San Francisco. My fantasy goes like this; I set up a meeting between her and a black man (I tell her its a friend and to go have dinner with him because I am working late), for him to seduce her (she knows nothing about this), and I’ve told you to go ahead and fuck her. It blows up in my face when she absolutely loves it and becomes the biggest whore on the planet (starts banging many black men, gets piercings for them, tattoos etc, basically anything extreme/humilating/degrading that they/you can think of), and as it turns out she finds she loves being degraded and humiliated in public and private, and loves humilating me. I have enclosed a photo of her and would be willing to send more to her lovers. PS, I wish this really would happen.
She’s My Whore Now
by Namtrid

I didn’t think much of the West side’s Holiday Inn. I mean the lounge there is all right, and it was quiet enough there too for a Friday evening what with everyone staying closer to the coast for the view of the ocean. However the view in the lounge became incredibly terrific once this gorgeous blond babe who could have easily got a job on Baywatch came strutting in. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t dressed for any beach combing, not by a long shot. In fact, she was wearing a turtle necked sweater, a suit jacket, and matching pleated skirt that came down to her knees all made of lambs wool, and all gray save for some white trimming around the three coat pockets, beige stockings, and three inch gray paten leather pumps that matched her over the shoulder purse. Even so, anyone who really looked could tell that this woman had a body made just for fucking, and she was here to have dinner with me at her husband’s request no less.

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   I was getting naked when I heard a noise, thought someone was comming toward the shed looking for me. Grabbing my clothes and trying to put them on, in walks the daughters dog, a young German Shepard. I started breathing a little easier and started to pet the dog, that’s when he really gave me a scare. He started licking my prick, I was a little apprehensive to say the least. He seemed to enjoy it, he kept licking and my hardon started feeling really great. I layed down on some rags that were on the floor and the dog not only started licking my balls but got his tongue down to my anus. I started jerking my prick and the dog kept licking my ass. I had a fantastic orgasm, the dog licked it from my belly. I started spending more and more time with that dog, a lot of it was in the shed. I got him to let me put my prick between his teeth and, I guess you call them cheeks, and would pump in and out until I came. I guess this went on for three months or more, I was still enjoying it but I think I wanted more. I had moved are play into the house when noone was home, made it seem like I was entertaining and getting some strange stuff. On one of my days off I bought a bottle of Black Velvet and was planning on getting good and drunk.

Hadn’t done that in quite a while. I started drinking in the late afternoon and was well on my way to feeling good when my wife came home, she had gotten off early. It took some of the wind out of my sails but I figured I could give her a few drinks and she would fall asleep, two beers about does her in.

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   Jessie was sick and tired of it. Her twin sister was having all the fun, while Jessie was locked into a no go anywhere, do anything marriage that even failed in fulfilling her sexual gradification on a steady, as needed basis, and Jessie needed sex on a steady basis. Of course, Jazz, as her twin sister Jill was called on stage, could pick and chose whoever she wanted to go to bed with from anyone in the crowd at Pimpo’s Sex Palace, a local strip joint, and no one would say a word about her slutty behavior, but if Jessie dared look crosseyed at another man, her husband, Dave would have an epileptic fit and threaten suicide. She often thought of letting him give it a try, but in the end her love for the man willed out against her better judgement, and she ended up in a frump like she was now sitting dejectedly on her living room couch with her right hand up her dress and down in her panties, while massaging her tits through her house dress with her left hand wondering how long before she retrieved her special dildo from the nightstand next to her bed.

The front door bell rang just as she was getting close to a mini orgasm, startling her out of her fantasy fuck, and sighing, resolved to her fate, got up and went to answer the door. Of all the people in the world that she didn’t want to see at that moment, it was none other than, Jazz.

“Oh great, as if I’m not depressed enough already, I’m treated to a visit by the town slut as well.” Jessie grumbled openly, letting her sister in.

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