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Teresa’s Tail

StoryTeller — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 15:40:40 +0000

Teresa Pearson permitted herself this one diversion. It wasn’t a very nice one but she had convinced herself that no-one was being hurt, and more importantly, that nobody would find out about it. ” Thanks for your help Rob, you’re a dear,” she called back to Rob as they walked towards the supply closet . Carrying a ladder, Rob’s attention was fixed on the rhythmic rise and fall of the young teacher’s magnificent ass cheeks under her thin white dress. “I don’t know how I would be able to get these supplies down without your help,” She went on, “That [read more...]

“The Secretary”

StoryTeller — Wed, 09 Jun 2010 14:30:00 +0000

(cuckold coersion blackmail oral anal MMMMMMMMF) Julia Richards had been as surprised as her husband when Donald had asked if she would like the job as his secretary. Of course the company had rules about husbands and wives working in the same office, but they could get around that by using her maiden name, Franklin. That way the big shots wouldn’t know that she and Reggie were married. Donald told them to think about it because his secretary was leaving at the end of the month.

Reggie was more dumbfounded than surprised, since the night of their sixth month anniversary Donald [read more...]

“Teacher’s Winter Vacation”

StoryTeller — Tue, 08 Jun 2010 20:48:32 +0000

(56MF forced bondage oral anal interr) When 22 year old Amanda Peters accepted the teaching job at Winston High School fresh out of collage she was both elated and depressed. Elated because the job was in Arkansas and put many miles between her and her ex boyfriend/fiance, but depressed also because it meant leaving her friends and family a thousand miles away. As Amanda busied herself arranging the 2 bedroom bungalow she had rented for almost half the price of an apartment in town she smiled thinking about when the realtor had showed it to her.

When she had asked [read more...]

“Paying Gambling Debts” – part 2 of 2

StoryTeller — Mon, 07 Jun 2010 20:08:30 +0000

(M+F+ group oral anal exhib) Picking his mother up from work he embraced and kissed her passionately while a few of her co-workers from the bank looked on. As he kissed her his hands fondled her cute little ass through her skimpy miniskirt and he smiled inwardly as he heard the snide remarks of her co-workers as they whispered amongst themselves. “Look at her, not only does she dress like a slut by wearing those skimpy skirts, but now she’s acting like one with someone half her age. Doesn’t she have any pride?” Breaking the kiss he opened the car door, [read more...]

“The Bankers Daughter”

StoryTeller — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 21:02:25 +0000

(M+f group inter oral anal exhib) As Gloria Kennedy stepped from the shower she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Her seventeenth birthday was tomorrow, just two weeks before graduation, and she could hardly wait. Her father was buying her a new car to celebrate both occasions. Wrapping a towel around her long blond hair she walked to her bed as thoughts of last night’s date with the team’s quarterback brought another smile to her beautiful face. Her hands moved to her pert young breasts and lightly glided over them as she thought back to last night. Gloria liked [read more...]

“Angela and Mother – Elizabeth’s Story” – part 2 of 3

StoryTeller — Tue, 01 Jun 2010 13:33:28 +0000

(M+F interr oral anal) With the thought that nothing would give me greater pleasure than to see these two young thieves and rapists dead running through my head, it was all I could do to restrain myself as I listened to John and Mike’s smug ranting. Yet a part of me, may God forgive me, wished I had been there to witness my daughter’s debasement in the very same skid row bar where I had been gang fucked. I could vividly see her 34×21x33 body and angelic good looks surrounded by a halo of reddish blond hair as she wasÊbeing used [read more...]

Susan’s Big Loss

StoryTeller — Tue, 25 May 2010 13:49:20 +0000

Just about everyone from the whole junior college was there to watch us fight. Susan had told all her so-called friends to come and watch her teach me a lesson. I wasn’t worried about them interfering, though. They only hung around with her because of her money. I mean, she was beautiful, but what an arrogant, snotty bitch!

She had been on my case ever since I had transferred here three weeks previous. I guess I was no slouch in the looks department, and the attention I got from the boys pissed her off. She kept insulting me in front [read more...]

Black Stenographers Strike Back

StoryTeller — Tue, 25 May 2010 13:47:38 +0000

The old office building was run down. The once white neighborhood was now all black, and the area was constantly affected by crime. In the Nolan Building, the first seven floors were vacant. Only the ninth floor was in steady use, and this was a black publishing company known as “Sepia Review”.

The total office personnel consisted of the owner, Mrs. Jardine, a black woman in her early fifties, and eleven female staff members. Four were stenographers, and the remaining seven were responsible for putting together each monthly issue. On this particular day, everyone was quite unhappy. Another white advertiser [read more...]

Adventures of Boy Brent

StoryTeller — Tue, 25 May 2010 13:45:54 +0000

A pleasant vibration at his groin instantly snapped boy brent’s thoughts back from the Friday morning engineering meeting. He glanced down at the silently humming skypager.

991. Mr Benson again.

All thru this Boston business trip Mr. B had ensured that he would never be far from boy brent’s thoughts. Mr. Benson certainly knew how to put a Skypager to creative new uses:

991 – smack your balls 992 – smack them _REALLY_ hard 993 – put on the butt plug 994 – put on the tit clamps 995 – jerk your cock, get close but don’t you dare come [read more...]

Tale of a Bored Housewife

StoryTeller — Mon, 24 May 2010 15:52:11 +0000

It was a cool gray, November afternoon. I was walking down the quiet, suburban street I lived on, on the way to Gloria’s house. It was fairly windy, a gust whipped up and I had to reach down to hold my skirt. I suppose my modesty wasn’t really in jeopardy but the skirt was considerably shorter than what I was accustomed to wearing.

Gloria had asked me to assist her with a party she was throwing for Dave’s boss. He had just started a new job she really wanted to impress him. Part of his new responsibilities included entertaining customers. [read more...]