Lady Cop and the Porno Queen

by Marie LeClare

I don’t know why they called me the porno queen, but that’s how the publicity read from the studio with my new video “Where the Girls Are,” and I had to visit some of the adult stores in England to sign autographs.

This was not like the opening of a major movie studio’s movie with all the news media. It was just I visiting the stores to meet customers and sign autographs.

So as I climbed aboard the big silver tube to fly to England I hoped I might meet somebody for some fun like I had on a previous trips, but no such luck, and I was bored stiff.

Having confused the hours I arrived at the adult store early just as the clerk was tidying up for the start of her day, and knocked on the door.

When she opened the door she was so excited that she almost couldn’t speak, saying “Oh my it’s you, I mean you’re early, we’re not open yet, please come in, I don’t have the tea on yet.”
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Kitten With a Whip

by Marie LeClare

SPANK! SPANK!

The words appeared on the instant message that I sent her, and I could tell from the response that she wanted more. So we had agreed to meet when I was expected to be in her hometown, and I told her not to be late, and to present herself to me naked.

I waited patiently for her arrival at the Four Seasons Hotel, but she was late. I remembered what we had chatted about on the Internet, and looked at the adult toys I had brought with me on the trip.

The knock on the door was so faint I almost missed it but as I opened the door I was greeted by the prettiest brunette, with the deepest dimples.

I had dressed appropriately in a leather mini skirt, with thigh high boots.

I looked at her and said “If you do not present yourself to me naked I will not acknowledge you,” and with that I closed the door, to the sounds of her protests that it was so public.
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Flight to Nowhere

by Marie LeClare

There was a combination of things that popped up and got in the way of me having a proper vacation, but finally the day came and I was on a flight for the island of St. Kitts to enjoy a few days soaking up the sun.

I had been to the island before but it had been years ago and I was with my daddy. Not the ideal way to enjoy a vacation with my hormones raging, and as a single woman model of 27, who was considered stunning, allowed me the lifestyle of the rich and famous.

I got several new outfits and even ordered a couple of bathing suits from that great naughty web site. It was going to be wonderful.

The island of St. Kitts is an island treasure. With a rainfall of only about 55 inches a year, and the average temperature of only 79. Not at all like my home in Dallas, Texas where I had been sweltering at temperatures of over 100.

As we boarded the plane and took our seats the flight attendant called out our names and made sure we were in the correct seat, and when she came to a Rebecca Williams, I made note that she was a very attractive ebony beauty.
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Marie LeClare :: Daughter and Me

Daughter and Me

by Marie LeClare

One evening, Sharon and I had been out dancing at a lesbian nightclub. Angela, my 16 year old daughter, had gone out with friends and was supposed to have been home at 11. When Sharon and I got home at 11:30, Angela still had not come home. Sharon came in and we made some coffee and were sitting on the sofa kissing when Angela finally came home about midnight. Well, I was furious at her for being out so late and to make matters worse, her make-up was all smeared and her clothes were rumpled.

I immediately began questioning her about where she had been and who she was with but she was evasive with me. I was standing before her asking her questions and she just stood there with her head down. “Who were you with,” I asked.

“Just friends,” she replied.

“Who” I demanded but she wouldn’t answer. “Answer me”, I commanded but she just looked at the floor.
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Erica Drag King

by Marie LeClare

Erica knew at a very early age she was different from the other little girls. She thought playing with dolls was silly, and instead opted to help her dad do odd jobs. At school some of the other girls complained that Erica looked at them funny in the locker room. Some even called her gay, although they didn’t understand the meaning of the word. The final straw was the prom. Since she didn’t have a date she went by herself, but when she overheard someone say, “Who’s the dyke in a dress?” she knew she would never wear a dress again.

Since leaving school and going to work, Erica found that she liked girls that she could dominate, had many relationships, and found out that she felt comfortable dressing like a man and going girl hunting on Friday nights.

This Friday night was no different, and Erica smiled to herself, as she sat at her dressing table. She had tried many things to obtain a moustache, even shaving the peach fuzz on her chin, but she had to resort to using an eyebrow pencil. So as she sat there, she carefully used her eyebrow pencil to outline a mustache and goatee over her lip and chin.
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I saw this little restaurant and I went in and ordered breakfast but when the woman asked if I wanted grits I almost went crazy by saying no, and explained to her that I totally hated grits.

After breakfast was finished I started to walk around the mall doing window shopping when I happened to notice some school age girls hanging around.
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Our main site is pretty bawdy, but still doesn’t rate an X rating. It only gets NC-17, same as the blog, and the mainsite is WAAAAY dirtier.

Full of tits and ass, even though there’s no hardcore, there is some girl on girl and somewhere they may be penetration, even though its only tongue or toy.

And, we’d like to point out that docweasel.com is a NO-PICKLE zone- no man-ass-picnic across your monitor here. Only naked females, which is the good pr0n.

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Dorm Mother

by Marie LeClare

I had taken over the position of dorm mother because I enjoyed helping and interacting with the girls, and I really wasn’t that much older than they were, but acted more like an older sister than a mother.

Each year we had so many new girls and many of whom it was their first time away from home so they would have little problems that seemed monstrous to them but it reality were easy to solve.

For instance we had Nancy, who had a roommate that told everybody that she was adopted and was better than the rest of them, because their Mom’s had to have them and her Mom had picked her.

Nancy had been a cheerleader in high school but was just one of the girls here, and had a difficult time getting used to it.
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Hospital Massage 2

by Marie LeClare

Was it a dream? A fantasy? You decide!

I was kind of in a daze when the nurse asked me if I would like a nice back rub and perhaps a massage before bedtime. She was a cute brunette, with curly hair and a pleasant smile, so I said yes. I detected a New York accent and her nametag said, Kayla.

I have had those fantasies where this voluptuous nurse enters your room and is sex crazed, but it’s only a fantasy. Or is it?
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Who doesn’t love a chubby babe? Not a big fat pig with cottage cheese cellulite, but I mean, the hell with a Playboy model with fake tits and a washboard stomach, what we all really want is a cute honey with a little pooch belly and a round, firm chubby butt! Here’s some chubby chicks and a chubby lesbian story to wet your whistle to. We threw some old, ugly and hairy ones in too for variety. Enjoy!

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