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  • Catholic Girl Gets What She Wants

    [ by Jessica Princess () ]

    Alice was a good Catholic girl, at least in all the ways that matter. She went to church regularly. She believed in God. She took seriously the Church’s teaching on various issues, abortion, just war, marriage and divorce.

    The one thing that she struggled with was .

    It’s not that she was a wild one or anything. Her experience was limited. She was a black haired beauty at the age of 26, with a sweet and sultry voice and a killer body, pale luminescent skin, legs that went on for days, perfect curves and proportions. All the guys were interested in her.

    Heck, even some of the girls came on to her. But she had kept herself held back. She didn’t want to just mess around. She wanted to follow her religion. She said no to sex and sexuality. It kept her safe, but it also kept her lonely.
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  • Screen Test

    “Come on in darlin’ and have a seat,” Leo Coffman said smoothly, “now, what can I do for ya!?!” “Well, Mr. Coffman, I saw your ad in the paper, and I was just wondering if the position was still available?!?” “You mean the ad in the Underground Times,” he asked casually!?! “Uh, yes,” she replied softly, “is the job still available?!?” “Baby, the job’s always available,” he replied dryly, “I run that same ad everyday of the year!” “Really,” she replied incredulously, “you mean that you just give away jobs that pay three hundred dollars a day!?!” “Honey, this is Hollywood,” he said gently, “ain’t nobody gives nobody nothin’, you earn every penny, and don’t you ever forget it!” “Then how,” she mumbled, “I guess I don’t understand!” “Listen, kid,” he asked, “where’re ya from!?!” “Iowa,” she replied quickly! “And how old are ya,” he questioned her!?! “I just turned eighteen two months ago,” she replied proudly, “why, does it matter!?!” “Oh, yeah, baby,” he replied softly, “you bet your sweet little corn fed ass it matters, now why don’t you do yourself a big favor and go get on a bus and go home, this ain’t no place for a sweet kid like you!”

    “But your ad said females eighteen and above to make $300 per day and up,” she whined, “and since I’m eighteen……..” “Now look, baby,” he said evenly, “do you have any idea what we do here, I mean do ya know what you’d hafta do to earn those three C’s a day!?!” “I-it’s not illegal is it,” she asked warily, “I promised my mom I’d never break the law!?!” “No, it’s not illegal,” he shot back quickly, “but believe me, this isn’t the place for you, now scram outta here, okay!?!” There were a lot of things that Rachel McAndrews wasn’t, but unfortunately being stubborn was one them, so she crossed her arms and with a little gumption that even surprised Leo Coffman, she demanded, “Now Mr. Coffman, I don’t think that it’s fair that you won’t even consider me for this job, after all I’m a high school graduate and believe me, I really need this job!” Leo Coffman leaned back in his chair with his hands inner laced behind his head and said, “What’s your name darlin’!?!” “Rachel, Rachel McAndrews,” she responded! “Well, Rachel McAndrews, stand up and take off all of your clothes and let me check out your body!”
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  • The Librarian

    Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers. He was only eighteen, but already he knew what he wanted to do with his life, go to college, major in library science, and become a curator for some large research library. He wasn’t interested in checking books in and out, or sending out past due notices to tardy borrowers, no, he wanted to get into old manuscripts, first editions, and rare writings from days gone by. For now, though, just being able to work at something he truly loved was enough for him. He glanced at his watch, and said to himself, “Five minutes to closing, I better get hustling, it’s gonna take at least an hour to get all these put away!” Working at a quick pace, Ryan was almost finished restacking, when it happened, standing on the short step stool needed to reach the upper shelf, his foot slipped and he came tumbling to the floor, landing with a loud thud. The force with which he had hit the floor had been noisy enough that the head librarian, Miss Vance had heard it and brought her running. When she got to him, what she found was and unconscious Ryan, with blood trickling down his forehead.
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  • Black and White and White

    ”Please, Mark, we really need to work out tonight,” pleaded Cindy.

    Mark looked at the two women and said, “You guys know the rules, the gym closes at ten sharp.” “Just for a little while,” begged Jill. Mark, the manager of the Suburban Workout Gym, was about ready tobegin his own workout when these two dingbats showed up just as he was closing up. “Oh well,come on in, I was just going to work out myself, and I could use a spotter,” he said, giving in totheir pleas. Both girls rushed past him and headed for the locker room to change, and Mark, shaking his head, locked the door and went back into the gym to start his workout. He was just finishing up his warm ups when the two women came out of the locker room. Looking them over, Mark had to admit that Cindy and Jill were two of the best conditioned ladies who used the facility, and they really did workout, unlike a lot of the other female members, who seemed to use the club as a social gathering spot rather than a serious workout gym. Both of them eschewed the fancy workout gear for the more mundane if not more practical tee shirts and plain old gym shorts. Even the baggy clothes couldn’t hide the fantastic bodies the girls had developed, with both of them lean but finely muscled, much like that of a champion swimmer. Not bulging, but more smooth with good definition. Cindy, had down right big boobs, probably a D-cup, and while Jill was smaller, she made up for it with quality over quantity.
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  • Mommy and Boyfriend

    Linda held her mouth tight over Rink’s hardon as it filled her mouth with white hot cum, and as the last jets dripped from his dick, he exclaimed, “Baby, you do that like no other bitch I ever had the pleasure of fucking!” Linda swallowed the juicy liquid and looked at her lover with bright happy eyes. She always loved it when Rink would compliment her sexual proficiency, and lately he had been complementing her plenty! He loved getting head, so she put everything she had into it just to get his approval. She felt very lucky indeed to have a boyfriend like Rink, and while she was only eighteen and still in high school, he was twenty eight and working a full time job at the tire factory on the edge of town. She knew some of the women that worked out there, and Rink surely could have pick of any of them, but Rink always told her that age didn’t necessarily make you a good fuck, and that she was better than most of the other woman he had ever had! Without a dad around the house, Linda was the perfect target for someone needing a father figure in her life, and guys like Rink just seemed to have a sixth sense in smelling out the particularly vulnerable young women on whom to prey on.
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  • Ravished Wild Party

    RAVISHED
    “Are you sure you want to go,” Jeff asked Gail, “I hear it gets pretty wild, and you’re never really sure how far things are going to go.” Gail took a sip of her soda, leaned back in her chair, and replied, “Oh, come on, how wild could it be, it should be fun, I’m game if you are.” Jeff stared down at the beautiful young attorney, while all the while thinking that it was only their second date and a night at an might not be exactly the right thing to do. “Well,” she said, “is it yes or no!?!” “Uh, sure, Gail,” he replied, “yeah, we’ll grab a pizza and after work and then, well, you know, we’ll do it.” “Good,” she replied, “now get outa here, I’ve got a ton of work to do and if you’re smart,” she said wickedly, “you’ll get going on yours.”

    “Mmmm, good pizza,” Gail offered while climbing into Jeff’s new car, “so, where is this place of wonder you’re taking me to!?!” “It’s down by the docks,” he replied while pulling smoothly into traffic, “inside of an old abandon warehouse, they change the location from time to time in case the cops get too suspicious.” “Sounds more exciting by the minute,” she replied flippantly, “I hope it lives up to its billing.” “Gail,” he said softly, “are you sure you wanna go through with this, I heard it gets pretty rough in there, and well, I don’t want anything to happen to you.” “Why Jeffery,” she said in a mocking tone, “if I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were worried about me.” “Okay,” he replied, “don’t say I didn’t warn you,” and they made the rest of the trip in silence.

    Jeff turned onto Port St. and said to Gail, “We’re looking for number 318, see anything like that on any of those buildings?!?” “Uh, it’s so dark I can barely see, wait a minute, that one said 511, it’s a good two blocks more,” she replied, “it’s up there, I can see some cars parked under that street lamp.” Jeff found a spot about a half a block from the club and the two of them walked arm in arm the rest of the way. There was a bouncer standing by the front door with a flash light, checking id’s, and seeing as how Jeff and Gail were in their late twenties, he just nodded his head and let them pass! Once inside, there was makeshift ticket booth set up, and a sign over the top that read, “Men $100.00-Couples $150.00-Single Women Free”. “Wow,” Gail said, “not cheap, I’ll split it with you, I didn’t realize it was this much.” “Forget it,” he replied, “let’s go inside.”
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  • Rodeo Games

    The first couple of hours at a Rodeo can be a little bit disorienting. Things are going on all over the place. Our trailers were parked near one corner of the parking area, probably about ¼ mile from the main show rings. The sounds of the PA system were just really distant echoes. Our group had set up our stuff, gotten our horses comfortable and ready to go, and now I had a long wait before my rides came up.

    This wasn’t my first show, not by a long shot. I had started to ride when I was 12, more than 6 years ago. I had tried a few different things, and after Daddy broke down and spent a good deal of money buying me my horse Buddy, I have ended up doing barrel racing. It is fast, intense, and really enjoyable. However, because it is a highlight of most shows, we tend to go on late in the day, so they can keep a good crowd.
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  • Wife Gets Wild

    We went to my company party a few nights back. Lisa, my wife was by far the hottest babe there. She works out and has always had a hot body. She is 5’5″ and weighs around 125-30 lbs. She is not too big in the boob area, but her tits are perfect. And her finest points are on the ends. By that I mean her nipples. She has the and they really stick out. I can hang my car keys on them and know they will be there when it is time to leave.

    Anyway, this was Lisa’s first time meeting the people I work with. For some reason, a lot of the wives did not show up. (maybe they knew something I did not know.) As the evening passed, I was told by some of the guys that these parties could get pretty raunchy. “That” as I was told, was the reason only a few of the wives turned out. I toyed with the idea of warning Lisa, but decided she could take care of herself. She has always had her ways of putting guys in their place. And except for the times at the X rated theatres, she has been pretty effective at keeping them in line. (that is another story.)
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  • My Wifes New Job

    This is a true wife story. It happen in 1975. Debi, (my wife) was 22 and I was 21. Comments or true wife story swaps are welcomed. Debi and I had been married less then a year. As with many young couples there was never enough money to last the week. Debi decided to look for a job. Looking through the employment section of the paper was rather depressing. Nothing much to be had. The exception was the need for young good looking women to work in massage parlors. Debi laughed and said maybe she should try it. I was surprised to feel my dick jump with excitement at the thought. She was surprised by my reaction and after some discussion she agreed to apply at one not far from our house the next morning. We fucked and sucked the night away anticipating the next day.
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  • The Treatment

    The intercom buzzed on Miss Watkins’ desk, and a the soft voice of Dr. Winters nurse, Andrea Hartman, requested that the next patient be sent to the examining room. “Okay, Miss Mitchell, follow me please,” Miss Watkins ordered, as she held the open the door to the hall way leading to the examining rooms. “Sit right here,” the receptionist said, “and Nurse Hartman will be with you in a minute!” Sarah Mitchell nervously scanned the stark white walls and involuntarily shivered and said to herself, “What in the name of god am I doing here, I must have been crazy to even have dreamt of trying this!!!” She was quickly jarred back to reality when the door swung open and Andrea Hartman entered the room! “Hi, Sarah,” Andrea said brightly, while extending her hand, “I’m Andrea Hartman, but you can just call me Andrea, okay!?!” Taking Andrea’s hand and shaking it, Sarah merely smile weakly and nodded. “All right,” Andrea said as she sat down while reading Sarah’s history, “let’s see what we have here!!!” After flipping through several pages of Sarah’s medical history, Andrea intoned, “I see that the reason for your appointment is the inability to achieve , is that correct?!?” “Uh, yes, ma’am,” Sarah stammered!!! “Well,” Andrea replied, “that’s unusual for a woman of twenty seven, but I’m sure the doctor can help you, he has almost a ninety percent success rate with young women!!!” “Now,” she continued, “before the doctor comes in, remove all of your clothing and put on this gown, he’ll with you shortly!!!”
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