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Chili Ass Hair Dog Depending on who you ask, a chili dog could be a guy taking a dump on a chick’s chest and tittie fucking her, a guy taking a dump in between his partner’s ass cheeks, then rubbing his shwang in between the aforementioned ass cheeks until he squirts a load of baby …
Pamela Pamela's Transformation by Andy Pamela's Transformation Just saw a great short 14-second clip. A thin woman is seen bent over under a large horse. She is nude but you can only see her outer thighs, arms and small breasts with protruding nipples. She has a couple of bangles on her arms that are kind …
Janet part 5 - Payday for a nasty girl After several months, I found the time to write part 5 of the Janet storyline. I tried to consider the comments I got for parts 1-4, such as adding real sex. - To those of you who haven't read part 1-4 and aren't still familiar with …
Cream of Chicken Ass Hair soup (part 2) Ricky’s gut was killing him. The bromide hadn’t helped, and the pastrami sandwich made it much worse. Ricky wanted to make some Cream of Chicken Ass Hair soup. He thought that his gastro intestinal problem could be relieved with Cream of Chicken Ass Hair soup. The problem …
Like a Blueberry Muffin (part 1) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One day Mr. Johnny number eleven was watching television when he remembered a gal named Jen. He had flirted with her in his bar hopping days. Mr. Johnny number eleven wasn’t really Mr. Johnny number eleven’s real name. Mr. Johnny number eleven’s real name was Jack. He sold …
The Castaways Surprise The Castaway's Surprise by Andy The Castaway's Surprise I When Karen Johnson's divorce came through two years ago, she took a long time to gather herself. She was determined to change her life to suit herself and not worry about others. Since she was always well off because of inherited wealth along …
A Place of Dragons A Place of Dragons I twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships. Normally I wouldn't have been uptight, but currently there was only one ship docked at the star-base and it was a "Dragon" owned ship. …
Fax and Fantasy: Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Ever since Jo started getting her brother to notice her sexually, and leaving dirty panties for him to use, her desire for him had been growing exponentially. Whenever something really dirty happened, Jo wanted things to become even dirtier. Knowing her brother was using her filthy panties for …
Kitchen Duty 2 Kitchen Duty-2 by Andy Kitchen Duty-2 Amy and Alexia had by now gotten settled in their new relationship. The house began to morph into a combination of living quarters, farm and orgiastic retreat. Amy could not get enough of Alexia, Butch and Shasta. The four of them covered each other in shit, …
Relative Relief I'm Will, an 18-year-old girl with brown long hair and nice body. I have normal size breasts, not too small and not too large (some men will think they can never be too large). Let me be honest, writing these stories I am always way too horny and wet to be patient and …
Kitchen Duty Kitchen Duty by Andy As has appeared many sites without permission, since written in 1998-99. It's still copy-righted and should be used with permission of the author only. There are two more written if anyone here cares plus 4 others and a novel, maybe I'll get back to writing if you enjoy it. …
Janets dirty games with me (part 4) The next week came and went by - way too slowly for my taste - and again I longed for saturday to come. Finally, it became saturday, the last one before the three-week winter break, and things went as usual until we were in the boys changing room …
Jantes dirty games with me (part 3) The whole week I longed for saturday to come, and it finally came. Meanwhile, I was getting used to the fact Janet grabbed my book again and put it into her bag. She didn't need to say something... I just followed her, and, as the week before, we …
Janets dirty games with me (part 2) The week passed by and saturday came. I got a little bit nervous - Janet had, as said, acted as usual, but I had seen her eyes all over the week, and in her eyes I could see this mysterious flashes she shot at me from time to …
Janets dirty games with me (part 1) This story (all four parts of it) contains panty-shitting, shitted-panty-sniffing, (soft) female domination, some playing with shit and very young characters. It does not contain shitting in the mouth, real fucking of minors or everything else illegal in most Western countries. If you're disgusted or offended by scat-playing …
Filthy femdoms: forced oral-part 7 After my unfortunate breakdown...and refusal to obey direct orders given by the guards...I was driven into a world of terror, dread, and remorse. Not the remorse of regretting what I had done...but remorse for placing myself in line for severe punishment for my serious infraction. I didn't sleep well that …
teaching my daughter_(1) I'm a single mum with a daughter of 14 years old, i loved her dearly as she was my little gem. We had just moved from a bad estate, in fairness i only did this so that my daughter didn't turn out bad. We moved into the countryside you know fresh air …
How do they know? It was a warm Friday evening and I had gone to the park to escape my dysfunctional home and enjoy some quiet solitude in the darkening empty park. It had been a long hard week of junior high school and I just wanted some peace and quiet. I was comfortable in …
Filthy femdoms: forced oral-part 5 After my 'rental' and the phenomenonally disgusting way I had been used by my hosts, I dropped to the lowest level of usage in the Madam's mansion. There are five levels of ranking used by the Madam beginning at the time of capture as level five, and extending downward as …
Filthy femdoms: forced oral I awoke in a bed, completely nude, tied spread eagled so that my arms and legs were immobile. I squirmed against the bonds but could not release myself and looked hopelessly around, wondering where I was, and how I got here. The last thing I remembered was leaving a bar with …