All Chapters of Dirty Family Secrets: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

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To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep1

Dancer meets a teenage girl who turns her world upside down.SUMMARY: Ayumi's life is about to be completely turned upside down when a chance encounter with a young girl leaves her reeling. They soon discover they have an uncanny connection with each other.Enjoy..****Chance EncounterHave you ever met someone who left such an impression on you that it put you in a state where you could barely think about anything else? Well, it happened to me recently. And I'm about to tell you what happened.I'm well aware of the fact that I only have a few years left in the profession I have chosen to practice for over a decade. It's more of a lifestyle, really. You see, I'm a performer. At least that's how I call it in my own head. I used to dance, but the fact that I refused to get naked in front of a bunch of strangers stunted any potential growth in that arena. So, I finally settled on taking to the streets. In Vegas. Yeah. And as much as I would like to say that it's only a side hustle, I'd

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep2

The girl stopped abruptly, spinning on her heel to face me. And then I found myself gazing intently at her face. I realized her eyes were a similar color to my own, if a few shades lighter. The way the light reflected made them seem almost amber. But no, they were most definitely brown. Taking in the rest of her features, I noted a smattering of freckles dotting either side of her nose, and a few on its bridge. They were faded from the sun, but still visible. I swear she wasn't wearing even a splash of makeup, but as I continued staring, I realized she must be. But it was such a masterfully subtle application, it was next to impossible to tell. Her eyes seemed to have just a little... pop. A silly thought came to mind, making me blink. This girl looked like she could have been photoshopped!In heels, she looked considerably shorter than me. But as I assessed her, I realized she was probably close to my height without them. Maybe a smidge taller. What really drew me in, more than anyth

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep3

Smoldering IntensityThe next day when I went down to the strip to start my "shift", I couldn't help but head to the same place I had been standing the day before when I met the young girl on the street. Admittedly, I kept my eyes open all afternoon, looking for her. Hoping to see her again. No, it was more than "hope". My desire to run into her was confusingly strong.Just before five o'clock, when I had nearly given up, she appeared as if from nowhere. At first, I couldn't believe my eyes. There she was, standing about ten feet away, staring at me. And she had that same, smoldering intensity in her eyes that I remembered from the day before. It made me shiver. Her hair was hanging loose behind her head, but she still had those two adorable, sexy strands dangling on either side of her face. She was wearing a pink shirt today that hung lower than the one from the day before. And capri sweats on her legs. She was also sporting the same cute little lilac-colored backpack.I had just fin

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep4

Our food arrived just then, interrupting the invisible bubble that had silently enveloped us. I stared at the girl as the waitress set her miniature salad in front of her. That meager salad would probably fill her up completely, I thought to myself, almost laughing at the absurdity of it. Thankfully, the server placed my two sushi rolls in the middle of the table. She clearly shared my tacit concern that Grace needed more sustenance than a mere side salad.Grabbing a piece of sushi, I ate it right away. I wasn't really hungry, but I wanted the girl to see that it was ok to eat in front of me. She picked up the pair of chopsticks that had been left and stared at them dubiously. Smiling as I watched her try to wield the wooden sticks, I finally waved the waitress back over and asked for a fork. Come on. American girls didn't eat salads with chopsticks! That took practice, which Grace clearly didn't have.Much to my surprise, she refused to acknowledge the presence of the fork after our

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep5

Blinking, I tried to work moisture back into my suddenly very dry mouth. Swallowing, I asked, "Seriously?"The teen shrugged again, and then said, "Yeah?"I was already nodding. Glancing down at the table, I realized we were still holding hands. Pulling mine away from hers, I scooted sideways, out of the booth and stood up. She hopped onto the floor beside me, smiling pleasantly. Oh, but those dimples! When she nodded, indicating she would follow me, I shivered visibly.Then I tossed a handful of tip money onto the table to pay for our mostly uneaten meal, and headed out of the restaurant. I had to resist the urge to keep glancing over my shoulder to make sure she was following. I could feel her, somehow. I knew she was less than three feet on my heels.My heart rate never dropped below a hundred the entire walk to my apartment. Overwhelming DesireGrace followed me like a puppy for three miles without a word of protest. I did eventually glance back a few times. If nothing else, just

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep6

Unable to resist, I followed her contours down, admiring her stomach. It wasn't flat, but it wasn't puffy either. Honestly, it was fucking impeccable. She had a piercing in her belly button, which was alluring to me. Partly because it was something I knew I would never do to my own body. A shortcoming, perhaps, of being Japanese. It went against centuries of culture for a woman to mar her body in such a way. Yet, seeing it on Grace had an effect on me I never would have suspected.That's when the weight of what was happening really began to set in. I wanted this girl. In a way I had never wanted another being in my life, let alone a female.The last journey my eyes took went further south. It was no surprise to see that her pussy was shaved completely bare. Mine was, too. Just that morning, in fact. While it may be "frowned upon" in Japanese culture, it was one of those things that many girls got away with anyway, because nobody would be the wiser. Except for lovers, of course.My wor

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep7

Grace attacked my clit with her tongue suddenly and that was the end for me. I screamed. Pleasure buffeted me. My orgasm came to the surface with a ferocity I had never experienced before. It literally exploded. My scream turned into a series of moans as the young girl lapped at my clit. "Iku ikuu ikuuu!" I cried, as waves of pleasure rolled through me, originating from my pussy but sweeping up my body. I was confident she had never heard the word before, but she seemed to understand what it meant well enough.My nipples tingled so fiercely, I had to free one hand from her head and move it to my chest, pinching each of them hard. My entire body undulated as I endured the onslaught of this teen's masterful ability to make me cum. Her tongue continued to tantalize my clit as I rocked against her, riding the waves of pleasure that kept coming. Minutes passed, and the sensation was still strong. She never let up. Never relented. She ate me out until the last vestiges of my orgasm had fina

To the Ends of the Earth:>Ep8

The young girl's body suddenly bucked upward, hard. Her pelvis slammed against my jaw, making me clamp my teeth shut. Unfortunately, my tongue was caught in between and a lance of pain erupted. But I ignored it. Forcing my mouth open again, I stabbed her clit once more, still lapping at it. Her body writhed as her orgasm rolled through her. Nobody had ever reacted so violently to an orgasm I had induced before. I clung to her, continuing to molest her clit with my tongue until she finally settled down.Unable to resist, I let my tongue glide down her slit once more, until I reached her opening. Juice was slowly dribbling from her, and the second I tasted it again, my brain exploded. I started licking her, drinking the honeyed liquid as it seeped from her pussy. I kept my face buried in her crotch until she started squirming again. That's when I realized I could barely breathe.Pulling my head out from between her legs, I drew in several gasping breaths. Gazing up Grace's body, I found

Sugar Flowers:>Ep1

Two women find a shared connection in music.Enjoy..****I stood - ensnared and enchanted. Behind me, the old stone stairs descended in a graceful sweep to the ground floor of the gallery foyer. Soft music swelled from below, with the lyrics a language that sounded like Spanish to my unfamiliar ear. I'd climbed up here to get away from the press; the balcony had looked like a good place to engage in one of my favourite pastimes: watching beautiful women.But someone had beaten me up here, and now I simply couldn't look away from her.She leaned - or rather reclined, nobody as lovely as her would lean - against the dark wood banister. The warm incandescent lighting lent her skin an almond glow, and darkened the blue of the exquisite eastern-pattern dress that she wore - simple, body-hugging, and almost as beautiful as she was. Her black hair was fastened up in a bun, and the nails on the hands that stroked the wood were short and lacquered in red. It was as if some divine being had pa

Sugar Flowers:>Ep2

She'd been playing for nearly an hour, and I'd run out of expletives to whisper as I'd watched her. Somewhere, sometime, I'd meandered my way back downstairs and into the press, and eased and nudged and drifted my way in closer to her. I stared in rapture at her, watching the way she moved with her music. A stolen glance at a standing poster educated me a bit; I was apparently listening to a selection of music written by some (probably) dead guy named Rachmaninoff. I'd never heard of him, but it sounded... strange. Beautifully strange, like something from a weird, slightly surreal dream. Part of me had decided that I really, really liked it.But she was my focus.Her fingers were so nimble, so dextrous. The muscles on her shoulders and forearms would stand, starkly shadowed when she was called to exert herself, and I mused over what a supremely fit and capable athlete she must be.At last she finished her... I didn't even know the correct word. Set? Performance? Piece? The applause wa

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