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**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...
"Sir?" she asked softly, her eyes on the floor. He flicked his eyes away from the morning paper, and down the weekend slave kneeling before him. As was the custom for the weekend "play time" they shared, the buxom young brunette was nude. All she wore were the scrunchies in her hair (to give her the pigtails he liked so much), the makeup on her face (still...
Five years ago I inherited a 1966 Plymouth Fury from my grandfather. Nobody else in the family wanted it and I just couldn't stand to see it sold to someone else. My share of the inheritance was enough to get the car transported from Nebraska to Arizona. I have never seen a car in such fantastic condition. In the glove box I found all of the original paperwo...
Maddison had asked me if I could help her son with some college work and as soon as I dropped in she stood up from where she was sat at the kitchen table with her son and patted the vacant seat. 'There you go, Allie. It's so kind of you to help Jack with his college work! I don't know the first thing about sciency things! They're so geeky and boring, so it'...
I loved bacon, and I loved orgasms. But somehow being told I was getting a piggygasm sounded bad. Like, real, real bad. On the other hand, everyone was looking at me again and I heard that rushing sound in my ears and my cock was trying to get hard in its cage, and my nipples were tingling. I swayed a little and lowered my chest so they rubbed on the floor....
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This story isn't a fabrication. All events and dialogue are taken from my life. Some names have been changed to hide my identity. My heart raced when I received his text, the last time I'd seen him other people had been around. In public, he was always friendly but a tad cold. I needed his touch, his abuse, his friendship. I don't think he's ever needed m...
As Lucy sat in her office sipping her tea she mentally listed all the accounts which needed to be reviewed by the end of the week. She was brought back to reality by a knock on the door. "Come in," she said. In walked the slightly larger lady from the accounting department, who Lucy suspected was being a lesbian, after this lady, Paula, had brought her fema...
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