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Happy Birthday
I love to write Erotica. For story requests please send me a private message or email noirenoire10@gmail.com Enjoy! I couldn’t move. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t move. The restraints didn’t give in any direction. The more I fought the more pain I was in. My safe word (wasabi) ... Read full Story
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La pistola NEGRA del Tío, entre Las Bragas de Mi Tía LA PUTONA
Aaayyy.. Yo sabía que la Tía había sido Flor de PUTONA.. pero, jamás me imaginé que me iba a tocar a mí 'hacerme cargo de sus cosas'.. su 'herencia'.. la casa ya vieja, por reordenar destinar y.. LAS COSAS que una descubre ya con los años! Todo estaba igual, pero HORRIBLEMENTE ARRUINADO.. más, e... Read full Story
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Judi's Fantasy
When I got home I could hardly stop thinking about the wild night with Judi. I didn't even care if my wallet was empty. I was going to work plenty of overtime that next month to make up for it. Judi gave me specific orders not to call her but she would call me whenever she was not busy. About two da... Read full Story
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Hung Trans Lesbians Fuck Two Ladyboys
Note 1: If you like Transsexuals, Trans Lesbians, Asian Ladyboys, Big Cocks, Extreme Cock Sucking, Anal Fucking, Anal Fisting, Semen Swallowing, Role Play, Orgies, BDSM, Cock Sounding and Foot Fetish this story is for you. Note 2: All the characters are over 21. The names are fictitious, but some... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast Part 2
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... Read full Story
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Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 2
There were no clocks and no windows in the dungeon, so Debbie (as she thought of herself after a long night of pain, lust and confused thoughts) couldn't really tell that it was morning. But she assumed it was morning when Mistress came back. Debbie's walk was still perfect even after walking around... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... Read full Story
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David to Dee
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... Read full Story
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The formidable weapon of women
five ears of marriage, my desire for my wife having greatly diminished, she decided to take control of my sexuality. A female association transformed her in a few months into a perfect dominatrix both physically and cerebrally. Every night before bed, she approaches me, dressed in a latex comb... Read full Story