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Janice, a young and well-dressed Cornish hairdresser returns home after a day of shopping. A sleek, very attractive woman in her late thirties, she is dressed in tight designer jeans and a loose Italian sweater. Slowly she begins to undress, taking off her sweater and then her jeans. Beneath, she is wearing a frilly little bra and bikini panties, she reaches behind to unsnap her bra and removes it, revealing perfect, firm breasts, still wearing her panties, and she opens the bottom drawer of her dresser, and lifts up various items of clothing, then pulls something from beneath them. (What she pulls out is big, red enema bag and a vanity bag.) This she takes in her hand and heads for the bathroom, she turns on the tap, adjusting the water until it's the right warm temperature, then she fills the bag and hangs it from a hook, from her bag she takes out a big black enema nozzle she has purchased at a specialty shop which sells fetish wear and sex devices. She attaches the nozzle to the enema bag's tube, now she finally pulls down her panties, exposing her smooth, pretty bottom.Next she takes the bathmat off the rim of the tub and puts it on the floor; she then opens the medicine cabinet and finds a jar of Vaseline, opening it. She digs a finger into the Vaseline and, getting down on her knees; she reaches back and works a big dab of the lubricant into the crack ...

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Selena could imagine only too well the scenario in which she was participating. After all, she was wholly responsible for it. One small, but large breasted, girl was applying her wide-open mouth to Selena's own. Another girl, very similar in appearance, if not virtually identical, was licking and sucking and chewing her smooth and hairless vagina. Selena found the taste of saliva and teeth almost sweet, slightly salty, and strangely convincing. Her fist and most of her forearm was embedded deep within the vagina of a third girl, who differed only in appearance from the other two by virtue of the colour of her hair. All her eyes could see was the smooth white skin of the girl she was kissing, but she knew that the one whose vagina she was so brutally violating had canary yellow hair. And, correspondingly, a very hairy canary yellow crotch.
Selena liked her girls to have hairy crotches. She didn't know why, but the combination she somehow liked best in her girls was that they should be short, big breasted and with very thick pubic hair. The girls' faces were mostly fairly identical: impossibly smooth and blemish-free. Just like her own face. Their straight hair was cut level to their chins and coloured, in these cases, yellow, blue and red. The hair colour was almost the only thing that could positively distinguish the three girls who were so passionately making love to her.
"Do you like it, bitch?" snarled Selena, in that erotic comic book ...

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I don't know what made me turn around, some small sound behind me, a soft foot fall, a rock rolling, I wasn't sure, but I knew I had to look and knew also I didn't want to.
The clearing was brightly lit with the light of the full moon, casting everything in silvery shades of grays and blacks, bright enough so that I didn't need my light. I always loved walking outside when the moon was full; it was as if I was in a different world.
I turned, slowly, a sense of trepidation flowing through me as I saw the large, imposing figure standing there, in the tree lined edge of the clearing. I was half way across and wondered if I could make it into the woods before it was on top of me.
It raised its head and I could see a large snout as it scent the air, teeth gleaming white as its large jaws part, long tongue flicking across the upper lip, liking what it was smelling. It was tall, over six feet with broad shoulders and I could see it was covered in a carpet of black, moon-kissed fur as it lowered its massive head, taking a step into the glade towards me.
I was frozen in place, my heart pounding in my ears. It took another step towards me and I could see it was female with high, full, fur-covered breasts. Something gold glint on one nipple, a heavy ring of some sort pierced ...

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The sun streamed through the white cotton curtains and danced seductively around Mel’s face. It was 7am; Mel opened her eyes and stretched, letting out a lazy yawn. She turned over and moved her arm towards the empty space next to her. Mel was horny, but damn! Where was Jackie? She got out of bed and stretched again. Mel was tall, 6’1; she had beautiful long lithe legs, slim body, toned stomach and pert but voluptuous breasts. She casually threw on a white cotton shirt and tossed her long, curly, fiery red locks back. Her olive green eyes hungered for something and she was going to find her. Mel walked down the stairs; she had left her shirt open revealing all her glory. Her small strip of desire was glistening in anticipation and her nipples swollen and erect. Mel adored morning sex, especially lazy Sunday morning sex. She just needed to find where her lover, her partner, her soul mate had disappeared to. Jackie had heard Mel come down the stairs and chuckled to herself. She knew Mel would be horny as hell and wondering what the heck she was doing making breakfast at this time, on a Sunday. They never usually got up till lunchtime; breakfast was devouring each other at the weekends. “Go back to bed baby; I’m coming back up now,” smiled Jackie. She turned around and watched Mel walk slowly into the kitchen. The sight of Mel ...

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Trapped. Suffocating. 900 years of isolation. Why do I keep living? A bite, one bite, changed my life. A beautiful woman, across a bar, who would have thought this one woman would change my life forever? As I had walked across the bar, keeping this amazing beautiful woman in my sights, I thought about things to say. What could I possibly say to a woman so beautiful to make her go home with me tonight? I was average at best, long slender athletic legs, a nice tight ass (personally my best asset), and a sexy flat stomach up to perky 34C tits, eyes piercing blue- I hoped I would be good enough. I should have turned and run the opposite direction. She looked like a porcelain doll, pale as snow, long legs, great shape, perky little tits, the only thing that stood out on her was her piercing green eyes. They intrigued and captivated me. She swayed with the music as if her mind was elsewhere. As I approached her she smiled, her teeth so white I'm surprised I didn't see my reflection. I was surprised when she said hi to me. She told me her name was Michelle and asked me mine. Her voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, yet very strong and intimidating. She invited me to the bar and instantly the bartender had us drinks. I must have been loosening up because I found myself blabbing on about exes, love, and sadly enough her. Michelle ...

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AsTristan slept, the bed sheets rippled below her restless naked body. Her eyes shift under her soft pink lids. She was dreaming again. Dreaming of the lovely prophetess whose pallid silk dress clung against her taut body. The way the wind took her lengthy soft curls and pushed them away from the long curves of her face made her pant and sweat. Behind her, the hands of twenty women sashayed across her thighs, stomach and breasts. How she desired to share in the divine splendor.
As strokes of lightening enveloped the sky, the prophetess grew closer, inevitablystanding like a goddess over Tristan's bowing head.
"I dream of you often divine one." Tristan stated, hoping the wind would catch the prophetess' gown, exposing her soft mound. "I do not know your name, but I ache to hear it whispered through the warm winds."
"I am the prophetess Natalia." Her lingering voice was likethe songs of the sirens. She lifted the hem of her flowing gown and exposed her bare knoll. "Have you come to please me?"
"I have come to see the beauty of your bare essence and taste the rivers that flow from you."
"Come," Natalia said as she reached out to take Tristan's hand. "We will share in the pleasure together for I enjoy giving as well as receiving."
Tristan's heart dawdled as she followed closely stoppingat an unmarred statue of a naked man, his phallic large and fully erect.
Natalia lifted her gown, allowing the tip of ...

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On a warm summer night last year, I was walking alone on the side of the road near a dark secluded forest. I dropped my umbrella and as I bent down to pick it up, I saw in front of me two rain- slicked, naked, creamy white feet. I stood up slowly, trembling and cold from the rain and struggled to see her through my foggy, wet vision. I tried to say something but I was mesmerized by her overwhelming beauty. It captured my attention so that I was speechless and paralyzed to the spot where my feet were firmly planted. She gracefully bridged the two feet between us so that I had no time to walk or run away even if I wanted to. She grabbed my waist and pulled me to her, her soft wet lips gently touching mine as my hands were still at my sides, shaking and trying to grasp what was happening. She plunged her anxious tongue into my mouth quickly as she put my hands around her own waist. My fingers trembled there as my own tongue danced with hers on its own will. She broke the kiss and pulled me into the forest with her where she laid me down on the ground and took off her tattered dress. I sat there speechless as her milky alabaster skin shone in the rain with a beautiful white aura. I felt a slight tingle sliver down my body to land between my legs and cause a ...

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My fingers slowly circled the sweating, stout glass that sat before me on the weathered bar; my boredom had drawn the attention of a few newcomers, but they were quickly advised by the bartender that I was extremely selective when it came to the company I kept. Patrick had known me for a great many years and although he is not of my pedigree, he is supportive. He understands my habits and my need to feed on the souls of humans, allowing me to peruse his establishment for suitable nourishment. In return, I encourage business his way and occasionally tend to the unpleasant aspects of his back room gaming franchise. And, of course, I remove troublemakers from the property. It is an excellent arrangement and I am extremely careful to protect his business from suspicion when it is necessary for me to consume a soul. My being only requires a few ethereal meals a year and those unfortunate bodies are always found far away from my favorite haunt. The local law enforcement community never fails to be baffled by the discovery of an unmarked, but quite dead body. Each time I feed, the news channels flood the airwaves with useless information that was obviously leaked by the frustrated detectives. Their futile efforts always amuse me greatly.
I suppose proper etiquette requires that I explain how I became, well, a spiritual vampire. Many times I have delved into that topic myself and each time I find no rational answer. My creator chose ...

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I heard her coming up the stairs and my pulse quickened with excitement. I had given her the key to my secret space, so secret that not even my partner knew about it. I could not share this space much less share my inner most intimate need. I was ashamed to express to my partner of almost ten years how strong my need to be submissive really is. I met Her in a bookstore I wandered into looking for something new to read by either Stephen King or Peter Straub, anything that would get my heart to thump wildly before bed. I settled for my old no fail stand by, S.K's new novel Cell. When here comes the most interesting woman I have ever seen. It was in her eyes, that piercing look of age and wisdom that was unmistakable and impossible to ignore. She was at least six feet tall and dressed all in black leather right down to the large hoops in her ears. Her hair was salt and pepper and was cut buzz style. She looked at me and gave me a wide smile and immediately I was smitten. I noticed that she was carrying thick books covered in heavy brown leather bindings, and mentioned some nonsense about bedtime reading when she replied that the books were for a student of hers, at which I inquired if she were a teacher. And she responded under her breath, "Of sorts." Now I was intrigued and she knew it. We ...

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We have known each other for a while, a little more than two years. We know everything about each other; we were best friends through H.S. and university. We were just never lovers. So it was really a shock when I heard that you just got over “The Dreaded G.B.S.” (gall bladder surgery) and by a stranger no doubt. I was pissed at you for not telling me you were sick. I ran into you. You looked great but a little pale for my liking. I remember I used to love your rosy lips because they were a pale pink and another gorgeous part of your great face. You have a great smile and it was missing when I saw you this morning on my way home from work. You were on a 29 hour layover due to weather delays in Montreal and were wandering around asking people who mostly spoke French where to get a hotel. I felt someone touch me on my shoulder, and it was you! After the gentle hugs and the two cheek kisses, we got into my car that was parked on the corner and drove to my place. I live in the Montreal “BURBS” in a medium sized house on a picturesque maple tree lined corner. You loved the warmth in the house after my four pets gave you the once over. And you also marveled at the mountain of snow in the backyard and laughed at the half of ...

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