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Caught In the Act

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Tara’s head was pounding like crazy! Thankfully her last two classes were only gym and a study hall, so she didn’t argue a bit when the school nurse sent her home for the rest of the day with instructions to take a couple of aspirins and rest in bed. “That’s funny,” she said to herself as she walked up her front walk, “I wonder why mom’s car is here.” Her first thought that maybe she was under the weather too, so instead of making a lot of noise she tip toed up the stairs in case she was sleeping. She was just about to push open her parent’s bed room door when she heard the sound of a deep male voice on the other side! That definitely was not her father’s voice, besides, he was off on business in Cleveland for a few days, so it couldn’t have been him! With her heart nearly leaping through her chest she slowly cracked open the door to see what the heck was going on! “O-oh my god!” she gasped softly. “Mother, what on earth are you doing!?!?!”

Her mother’s head turned to face her eighteen year old daughter, but she was in no condition to respond as she was in the midst of a riding her lover’s huge black cock to a stunning orgasm! “T-Tara!” she finally mumbled. “What are you doing here?!?” “I live here if you haven’t forgotten!” Tara replied coldly. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?!?!” “This is Arthur,” Vera replied, “he sometimes takes care of me……..” Indeed!” Tara snapped. “And I suppose daddy knows all about Arthur?!?!” Before Vera had a chance to respond Arthur chimed in, “To tell you the truth he does, if it’s any of your business!” “I-I don’t believe it!” Tara replied incredulously. “It’s true, dear,” Vera replied, “your father just isn’t up to the task of shall we say taking care of my needs!” I-I don’t understand,” the stunned young woman replied. “It’s very simple, dear,” Vera sighed while working her pussy up and down on Art’s massive erection, “your father is a total loser in the love making department, and for the past five years or so Arthur has kept me from climbing the walls!”
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Harassment

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XXY, just three little insignificant letters in the English alphabet, that is unless that was your chromosome designation and not the normal XX or XY!!! XX equals girl, XY equals boy, while XXY equals what!?! For Sula it meant being caught in a permantent limbo between male and female, with oversized male genitalia and a woman’s breasts and hips with no discernable body facial or chest hair!!! She stared intently into the full length mirror in her dressing room, and while her body was incredibly feminie with its perfect breasts, flat stomach, long lean legs, and round soft bottom, her eyes always first gravitated to her groin where hung a fully operation penis that stood eight inches long when completely erect!!! Even as she stood there, the blood flowed to her organ engorging it before her very eyes until it was angrily standing up, demanding the attention it so deserved, so with eyes half closed, she grasped herself firmly and with a series of hard urgent jerkings, tempted a shuddering climax from her spitting penis!!! After cleaning up her cum mess, Sula quickly gathered up her clothing and began dressing for work!!!

Later that day in the small lunch room adjacent to the mail room, Sula took a sip of herbal tea and comment to her good friend Rita, “If that asshole Barker “accidentlly rubs up against me one moe time I’m gonna clock him!!!” “You too, huh,” Rita replied with a shake of her head, “the big jerk’s got roving hands enough for ten men, I’m thinking about going to Procter about it!!!” “A whole lotta good that would do,” Sula retorted, “those two are best friends, what chance do you think you’d have when it was only your word against his!?!” “Yeah,” Rita replied between sips of tea, “you’re probably right, I guess we’ll just have to try to avoid him!!!” “Uh huh,” Sula replied softly as if lost in thought, “we’ll just have to avoid him!!!”

“Y-you stay away from me,” Rita stammered, “I’m gonna scream if you don’t leave me alone!!!” “Who’s gonna hear you in hear,” Josh Barker asked with a sick grin as he moved closer to the cowering woman, “besides, you know you want it, baby, so why don’t you loosen up and enjoy it!?!” “Never,” Rita spat, “you’re nothing but a misogynistic pig!!!” “So that’s what you do a night,” he replied with and evil laugh, “just sitting at home reading the fucking dictionary so you can pop off a big word now and then, well, have you ever run across the word, cocksucker, cuz that’s just what you’re gonna do!?!” Josh advanced ever so slowly towards the terrified woman, when out of nowhere came a voice from the other end of the file room that sounded of pure acid as it rang out, “And just what the fuck do you think you’e doing asshole!?!” “Josh Barker spun around as if on a turntable not sure who to be expecting, but when he saw that it was just Sula, a broad grin spread over his face as he offered, “I was just about to give your friend here a throat exam with my dick, but since you’ve got the big mouth, maybe I’ll start with you instead!!!”
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Psycho Sessions

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“Just lie down on the couch and relax, Marcia,” Dr. Fagen said easily, “this is just our first session to gether so we’ll use it basicly to get to know one and other and create a trust between us, how does that sound to you!?!” “Uh, pretty good, doctor,” she replied while getting comfortable on the cool leather sofa that dominated the expanisive office of Dr. Harold Fagen, the resident psychotherapist at County General Hospital who specializes in sexual dysfunction! “Dr. Katzman sent over your file,” Harold Fagen said candidly, “and after going over it carefully, I concluded just as he did, that you have absolutely nothing wrong with you physically, and that any problem that you may be having is most likely the result of some mental trauma!” “I realize that,” Marcia replied softly, “but what is it that’s keeping me from having a sexaul climax, doctor, I’m only twenty five years old and still haven’t experienced even one orgasm in my entire life!?!” “Well,” the doctor replied gently, “that is what we are here to find out!”

“It says on your chart that you’re not married,” Dr. Fagen asked, “is that still the case!?!” “Of course it is,” Marcia replied sadly, “who’d ever want a cold fish like me for a wife!?!” “Why do you call yourself a cold fish,” the doctor asked, “the inability of achieving sexual gratification for yourself does not in and of itself preclude your partner from having a very satisfying sexual experience for himself, and thusly he would more than likely consider you to be at the least an adequate sexual partner!” “Oh, I suppose so,” Marcia replied, “but from what I’ve heard, a man gets a lot of pleasure out bringing his partners to climax, and depriving him of this satisfaction would probably make him at least less than happy with the relationship!” “Of course that’s true up to a point,” the doctor added, “but the driving force for a man in a relationship with a woman is to procreate, and if she has or doesn’t have a climax is in many cases immaterial!” “Well maybe to him it is,” Marica retorted, “but it certainly is to me!”

“Okay then,” Dr. Fagen replied, “let’s start at the beginning, when you’re with a man, do you become sexually aroused!?!” “Oh yes,” she gushed, “when ever I’m in the company of a man I can certainly feel the desire building inside of me!” “Exactly what do you feel,” he asked softly?!? “You mean specifically,” she asked a little nervously?!? “Specifcially,” he replied, “what do you feel or sense!?!” “Well,” she began slowly, “of course my vagina immediately gets very wet and my breasts seem to puff up and tingle in anticipation of being sucked on!” “Do you like getting your nipples sucked on,” he asked!?! “Mmmm, yes,” she replied, “very much, I also like getting them nipped a little bit!” “That’s a good healthy sign,” he replied, “but getting back to your vagina, when you get wet is it just a little dampness or are you really drenched!?!” “Most of the time I’m completely sopping wet,” she declared, “and usually my panties are soaked right along my crack!” “What turns you on about a man, Marcia,” he asked, “I mean what physical attributes do you appreciate in a man!?!” “Boy you really get personal don’t you, doctor,” she replied a little red faced!?! “I have to, Marcia,” he responded quickly, “now please, answer the question!”
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Maid Service

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“I specificly requested iced tea, didn’t I, Nick,” Cleo Carson asked her husband!?! “I think you did,” Nick replied with a small smile of his face, “anyway that’s the way it sounded to me!” Cleo Carson stared coldly at the frightened young woman who they had just hired as their maid and cook, and in a small voice she stammered, “I-I’m sorry, Mrs. Carson, I thought I heard you ask for coffee, if you want me too I can go get the tea!” “My dinner’s already been ruined by your incompetence,” she snapped while turning her attention back to her husband, “what do you think I should do with her, I’m at my wits end!?!” Laural Grant stood silently next to the table while her boss upbraided her, and much to her horror, Nick Carson suggested that she should be spanked!

“You wouldn’t dare,” Laural exclaimed while shrinking away from the table, “I’ll call the police if you lay a hand on me, I will, I’ll really call them!” “Oh my, I’m shaking in my boots,” Cleo Cason said with a laugh, “maybe we should run and hide, this girl’s gonna get us in all sorts of trouble!” “Yeah,” Nick Carson added, “be careful, hon, this one’s a real tiger!” Laural glanced at the front door which was more than thirty feet away, but while she still thinking about it, Cleo Carson was up out of her chair and on top of her in a flash, and driving the surprised woman to the floor in a heap!” “Don’t even think about being a rabbit,” Cleo whispered harshly into her ear, “now I’m gonna let you up and your gonna take off all of your clothes, got it!?!” “I-I won’t do it,” Laural said while struggling to free herself, “you can’t make me!” “You sound like a five year old,” Cleo replied evenly, “I won’t do this, you can’t make me do that, what the fuck are you gonna do, bitch, all I’ve gotta do is tell Nick over there to rip every shred of clothing from your body and he’ll do it in a heart beat, so quit wasting my fucking time and strip!”

With tears forming in her eyes, Laural Grant slowly removed her skirt and blouse, stopping short of taking off her bra and panties, until the harsh voice of Cleo Carson reverberated loudly through the dining room with, “If you aren’t naked within ten seconds we’ll give you some help!” Laural actually jumped a little at the loudness of Cleo’s voice, but it had the desired affect, as she quickly shucked her bikini panties and unhooked and slipped of her bra! “What do you think, Nick,” Cleo asked her husband, “she’s a little on the skinny side, but not bad, nice tits though, huh!?!” “Now come to mama,” Cleo ordered the terrified girl, “you’ve been a bad little girl!” Almost frozen from fear, Laural stood there staring blankly at Cleo, not knowing what she should do, but unfortunately her decision was made for her when Nick came over and half dragged her over to his wife where upon he draped her over Cleo’s lap for her punishment!
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Mama Does Daddy

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“What was that noise,” 18 year old Brenda whispered to Morgan after poking her best friend and classmate in the ribs to wake her up!?! “W-what time is it,” Morgan asked sleepily, “I don’t hear anything, go back to sleep!” “Wake up, girl,” Brenda implored once again, “I’m not sure but it sounded like someone might be in trouble!” Morgan rolled over onto her side, and after wiping the sleep out of her eyes commented, “Are you sure you weren’t dreaming, remember last summer when you thought there was a man with a gun hiding in your garage!?!” “Okay, okay,” Brenda replied urgently, “so I was wrong once, that doesn’t mean I didn’t hear what I heard tonight does it!?!” All right already,” Morgan replied now fully awake, “so what kind of trouble did it sound like this person was having!?!” “Well, I duuno for sure,” Brenda replied quickly, “but it sounded bad!” Morgan looked at the clock and exclaimed, “Good grief, Bren, it’s three thirty in the morning and you can’t even tell me what you think you heard, so let’s try and get some sleep, okay!?!” Brenda was just about to speak, when clear as a bell a woman’s voice softly said, “Please, stop, I can’t take it anymore!” “See what I mean.” Brenda said excitedly, “it sounds like some woman’s in trouble, I just knew I heard something!” “Shut up, Bren,” Morgan ordered sternly, “I’m pretty sure that’s my mother talking!”

“Your mother,” Brenda replied in hoarse whisper, “are you nuts, why would she be in any danger!?!” “I don’t know,” Morgan replied, “but who in the heck else could it be, the only ones in the house are you, me, mom, and my dad, nobody else!?!” “You’re right,” Brenda whispered in reply, “do you think we should check it out, I mean what if she is in trouble or something!?!” “For once I think that you’re right,” Morgan replied while hopping out of bed an donning her bath robe, “are you coming with me or not!?!” “And stay here by myself,” Brenda replied with a shiver, “are you nuts, I’m right with ya, hon!” “Okay then, now be quiet and stay behind me,” Morgan replied while opening the door to the long hallway that connected all of the bedrooms, “let’s go!” Slowly the two eighteen year olds made their way down the corridor to Morgan’s folk’s bedroom, and the closer they got the louder the noise became, until when they were directly outside the door they able to hear each and every word being spoken inside!

“What are they saying,” Brenda hissed, “I can’t hear a thing!?!” “Well if you shut up you just might,” Morgan whispered back, as they both put their ears to othe door and heard Beth Vincent begging her husband to stop spanking her! “Do you promise to be a good little girl,” Gordon Vincent asked his wife while striking her bottom with two more hard swats, “you don’t sound very convincing to me, young lady!?!” Making what sounded like real tears, Beth sobbed, “Please, daddy, I promise to be good, just don’t hit me anymore!” “Good grief,” Brenda whispered excitedly, “your dad’s beating the hell you your mother, what are we gonna do about it!?!” “I-I’m not sure,” Morgan replied while her mind was spinning, “it didn’t sound like dad was really mad at her, did it!?!” “You wanna take that chance,” Brenda asked hoarsely, “what if he’s tryin’ to kill her or something!?!” “Now you’re the one who’s acting crazy,” Morgan retorted, “you’ve know my dad since you were a baby and have you ever known him to hit anyone!?!”
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The Shower Room

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Bart Engle stood under the burning needles of hot water as the day’s tensions seemed to rinse away as easily as the grimey sweat and dirt that had accumlated during his job as a heavy equipment operator! At least four or five other men were also taking their showers, when the female operators came sauntering into the shower room, dropped their towels, and calmly took their places along side the men! Vicki was the red head with the the big boobs and plump ass, and no matter how hard he tried or how often he saw her, Bart just couldn’t keep from getting a blue veined hard on right in front of her and everybody else! But thankfully, he wasn’t alone in this hardon boat, because every single guy there was soon standing at attention as Vicki and Gail, a cute little blonde with a thick curly muff, casually washed and rinsed every part of their incredibly feminine bodies!
They were a close knit bunch, this crew of operators, so when Gail playfully grabbed one of the guys dicks, it was soon a hodge podge of horse play that had a definite sexual tone to it, but quickly turned deadly serious when Vicki, not being able to control herself, dropped to her knees and began fellating big Jim Wilson to an incredibly hard orgasm! Soon both Vicki and Gail were on their knees with a line up of guys waiting their turn for the hot mouthed bitches, and incredibly, several of the men went through each line, taking advantage of the oral skills of both women! When all the men were finally satiated, Vicki and Gail got down on the shower room floor and with a sense of total abandon, ate each other to violent orgasms that left them both gasping for breath as the men clapped and cheered them on!

When just about eveyone had cleared out of the locker room, and had left for the day, Bart was combing his hair and buttoning up his flannel shirt, when out of the blue, the owner of the company, Rachel Benson, stuck her head around the corner and asked seriously, “Are you the last one here, Bart!?!” “Uh, yes, ma’am,” he replied, “everyone else is gone, so it’s just me and you I guess!” Bart could tell right away that the fifty plus year old woman was nervous about something, so he turned to face her and softly asked, “Is there something I can do for you Mrs. Benson, if there is, just ask!?!” “Well um,” she stammered, “you see, it’s like this, it’s been a long time for me, now what I mean is that ever since my husband passed away I haven’t…….” “You haven’t been with a man,” Bart interjected softly, “is that what you mean!?!” “H-how did you know,” Rachel Benson asked gratefully!?! With a little smile on his face, Bart walked over and kissed his boss full on the lips and whispered, “Because you’ve been faithful to Jim’s memory, but it’s been over a year now, and I know exactly what you need!”

Bart began to carefully unbutton Rachel Benson’s white silk blouse while commenting, “I have a confession to make, ma’am!” “Please call me Rachel,” she whispered in a husky voice, “it seems a little inappropriate to speak so formally at a time like this!” “Okay, Rachel,” Bart replied softly while now exposing her huge lace bra, “my confession is that I’ve always fantasized aout these tits, and now I’m gonna get a chance to see them up close and personal!” “R-really,” she gasped as his hands encased her huge breasts through her silky bra, “are you just telling me that to make me feel good!?!” “Of course not,” he answered smoothly, “you have and incredible chest, and believe me, there’s not a guy who works here who hasn’t at one time or another shot a load dreaming about it!” With her breathing becoming increasingly shallow, she barely responded, “T-that’s hard to believe, I’ve seen you boys with Vicki and Gail, and they have such perfectly shaped bodies, I certainly don’t compare to them!”
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