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Madam Ambassador Pt. 01 Ch. 05

Disclaimer : This part starts out as non-consent but do stay with it till the end. Samantha was with out in a little forest with her Pishaach husband, enjoying a romantic holiday. As they lay together on a mat on the soft green grass, looking up at the brown sky of Ultor Prime, she sighed happily, running her fingers across his lips. Both of them seemed lost in a little world of their own, blissfully unaware of the stalker watching them in silence. The stalker was another Pishaach male. He had been following them for some time, obsessed with the beautiful red haired, big breasted, round assed human female. He was jealous of the Pishaach now with her and had decided that today was the day that he would take her from him and make her his own. Licking his lips in anticipation, he felt a heaviness in his crotch as he saw a light breeze blow the woman's summer dress up, exposing her shapely, smooth, milky white legs. The stalker remained in his hiding place for some time, watching the
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The Photo Shop Ch. 28

The Photo shop by Candyman666© Although each chapter is a story on its own, you might enjoy it more by starting with chapter 1 as there may be references to characters or events that happened in previous chapters. All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. Chapter 28: Lori and Mel Tuesday morning I was busy sorting out photobooks I had received from the printers when the shop doorbell rang: a couple I'd never seen before walked in. She was good-looking, while he gave the impression of being from some southern European country, Italy or Spain maybe? As usual, I greeted them in my local language, "Goede morgen." They looked puzzled. "Good morning," they replied. "Oh, you're A
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The Sprightly Sailor

Arjak had made plenty of mistakes in his career as a mercenary, but none of them were as embarrassing as his latest one. For the first time in many years, he had broken one of his own rules and accepted a job outside of Zandalar. His client was inexplicably wealthy and knew good protection was worth its weight in gold. What should have been an easy voyage to Booty Bay ended in disaster, however, when humans intercepted their vessel and attacked. He could have fended them off, too, if he wasn't drunk. All it took was the butt end of a weapon to the back of his head to knock his lights out. Now, on top of a massive headache, he was locked in the brig of an enemy ship. Save for his loincloth, his captors had confiscated his belongings. The cage he found himself in was dingy, but he had endured worse conditions before. As far as he could tell, he was alone, leaving him to assume his client and the rest of the crew were not so lucky. He already despised the humans for murdering his ki
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The Coffee Date

It was there when our eyes connected; our first time meeting after chatting online for so long. Not a Domme and her potential sub, just two people having coffee and working through the initial awkward nerves. It was there though, that palpable excitement at what could evolve from this moment. "So I assume you're packing a girlcock in that purse of yours?" you ask with a cute grin on your face. I let out a laugh and shake my head saying, "Too small...I left it in the glove compartment." We both laugh, knowing how obsessed I am with pegging. Your fingers drum on the side of your coffee mug as I nervously slide my ring up and down my finger, searching for something witty to say. That's when our legs accidentally bump and instead of moving them we stay frozen in that moment, feeling each other for the first time. I let my legs relax against yours and our eyes stay locked. After a few moments of comfortable silence studying each other I say, "I'm tryin
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Tales 01 +PICS

Text with kind approval © gurgy Thank you kenji for your assistance *** The house bell rang. Daniel Brown was reading. He put the book aside and opened the door. In front of him was a well dressed woman in fashionable clothes, in matching stockings with elegant shoes and a leather bag. The woman seemed angry, her face did not match her well-groomed appearance. She swung her hair to one side and put her hands on her hips. "Are you Mr. Brown?" "Yes I am." "Do you coach sports for teenagers over there by the creek?" "Yes, once a week... well, teenagers is not entirely correct, they must be over 18 to participate." "I'm Aubrey Summer." "Ah! You are Angela's mother! I'm happy about that, Angela plays in our group. What brings you here, Mrs. Summer?" She took a deep breath and explained with a threatening undertone, "My daughter says she was molested by you." "What? I bothered Angela? What do you me
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Traffic Girl Ch. 24

Author's Note: Vegas continues white hot, dear readers. And the story hints at some darker turns in the future, while also building on the past. Thank you for reading, commenting, and providing constructive criticism. I value it all, no matter your point of view. * * * "Well, I had planned for us to go to Petrossian before dinner," I told Kat as she thoroughly washed my cock that, only a few minutes before, had been shooting cum up her ass. The steam shower in the villa was spacious and perfect, especially in helping clear out our sinuses. "It never hurts to have another drink," Kat said. "That's a good point," I said, kissing her. "And it's the best people-watching spot in the hotel." "Then let's go," she said. "We'll get dressed, and I want you to give me a booty bump. Wearing the plug for so long and then taking that monster dick in my ass means I've earned it." She laughed. As Kat got ready for th
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