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The decision, once made, was so enjoyable, and so easily executed.
The decision, once made, was so enjoyable, and so easily executed.
When I was 19 I had to pick susan my sister inlaw up from her xmas party as she was not a big drinker she was more then drunk after 5 hrs at party she was 6 yrs older then me she had a real nice body an all ways dressed very smart an she would come across as she was better then u she was wearing a short dress that had a split up the front. After I got her in the car her dress had raised up above her thigh an I could all most see her under pants which when I put in car I caught a good look at...
. . . A rare find, that beautiful crimson hair. That color was usually the result of cheap dye and a childish personality, desperate to prove individuality by opposing normality. It was a rare gift from nature, every strand like melting rubies, when most so-called redheads possessed only a diluted orange hue. But hers was like blood, drawing the eyes of all those around her, including Noah’s. Of all the women he had seen, met, and knew, even intimately, hers was the most purely crimson. It...
I recently lost my mom a few months ago, and my father pass some years ago. I’m 35 straight female. I am married and have 3 beautiful girls. My life up until recently has been a good one. Great husband, loving kids, good job, nice house, & good friends. But lately the memory of my childhood has been taking over my dreams and thoughts. I came across this site by chance through a friend who is, let just say “Into tabooish things” Anyway, after reading many of the stories. I am ready to tell my...
Introduction: This is a work of fiction. It contains sex acts with children and adults. If this is not your cup of tea dont continue to read. This is an ongoing story. Being Chapter 19 means that there are 18 other chapters prior to this one. Please read the entire series to get the whole story My Pretty Little Slaves Chapter 19 Miras Assimilation into the Family and Family Reunions Characters Introduced: Mira, 25, FBI agent Phillips young wife, 53, White, Dirty Blond with Blue Eyes, 36C...
If her plan went well, within the hour she'd have his hard cock up inside her little teen-aged pussy. If it went badly, she had several escape plans, but she prayed it wouldn't come to anything as drastic as all that. Regardless, she was taking a big risk. If her mother ever even suspected what she was up to, there'd be hell to pay. She checked her clothes one last time, then applied a little more gloss to her thick sensuous lips, before taking a deep breath, and knocking on the door. She...
FRIDAY EVENING: I was on my way to the game and actually very excited. I was going to catch up with some hometown friends that I hadn't seen in a while. When I walked through the gate, I could see the football team warming up, people taking their seats and the cheer squad stretching. I looked through the crowd and saw Easton and Ty. 2 friends of mine from high school. ME: "Hey guys!" EASTON: "My dude! What's up man?" TY: "How's it going?!" We stood and talked until halftime...
Previously in Chapter Three: I glance at Curtis’s and my reflection in the mirror. His large, muscular black frame seemed to dwarf me, standing behind me. I was still pinned in ‘breeding position’ on my little step stool. I remained coupled with the large man inside of me. I was forced to remain bent over, balancing myself with my one free arm against the sink counter, essentially restrained from any movement. I looked over my shoulder at my husband, Jim to gauge his reaction. Curtis and I...
He came to the door shirtless in what I came to know as his regular household uniform — a pair of classic, crisp white cotton boxer shorts and nothing else besides a deep tan. Normally that would be an instant “no” for a potential roommate but, if you saw him, you’d know why I continued to tour the apartment. He was extremely handsome with closely cropped black hair, brown eyes, a strong jaw, and a trace of dark stubble on his cheeks leading down to a deep notch in his chin. He could...
A couple days later, Bailee was packing her things to go live with Aunt Ruth. Because it was the weekend and Bailee’s mom didn’t have to work, she decided it would be a good idea to go with her to make sure she got to Aunt Ruth’s. Besides, she hadn’t seen her sister in a while so it was a good excuse for a visit. It took about four hours to get to Ruth’s small town from where they lived, and another hour to get to her house. Ruth met them at the bus station and took them the final leg of the...
I watched them move in: her husband would help the movers carry stuff in while she would just stand and watch. A few times, when the husband had disappeared into the house, I saw her slip into the back of the moving van and run her hand over one of the movers’ biceps and chest. She had on a low-cut top with skimpy shorts. One of them, the one in charge, must have been in his mid 20’s; the other guy, his helper, was in his late teens about my age. She let the younger mover put his hand...
Once inside the house, Elizabeth checked her cell phone. “I missed a call from the caretaker,” she told Tommy. “Beer is in the fridge. Get us a couple while I call him back.”Her call was answered on the second ring. “Yes, Mr. Golden. Everything here is great. The house is very comfortable, and we’ve even taken a spin in the boat. Maybe later, we’ll try to jet ski.”When Tommy touched the cold bottle against her bare behind, Betts jumped but smiled. “I know you are correct,” she said to the man...
My wife has always had a dominant side, in and out of the bedroom, so it was no surprise to me that one day she came home from work and told me that she was going out that Friday night with a few of her girlfriends from work. It wasn’t even camouflaged as a question… it was an outright statement. Since I work for myself and had taken a few days off from the grind I had the pleasure of watching my wife get dressed for work on that Friday morning. After she showered, shaved her underarms, legs...
This is a story of my first real sexual miss-adventure and while almost all is true I did take some poetic license here and there. I still cannot believe it really happened, but that’s life. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did living it and then writing in down!! I am a 41 year old house wife with 2 kids and a loving husband. I’m very stable now and have no real worries about money or love. Gary, my husband, is the kind of man who makes my life easy. We have sex regularly and I love it....
By the book. That’s how I’d always lived my life, till the day I first met Michael. My books were riddled with past horrors that had left me shaken to the core, and I was still shaking till the day I met him. But then he stopped it, he took my hand and steadied it and I fell in love. I told everyone I knew about his heroics and how he had saved me that day. But then it dawned on me. What the hell happens on the first date? I laid there night after night talking and thinking to myself.
I found this nerd looking guy trying to a flat tire at 3am. He was trying to figure out the tire jack. He was about twenty-five, skinny large rim glasses. I stopped to help. I asked if he needed some help. I could tell he didn’t know what to do. His wife got out of the car. GD, She was a fox. She spoke to me in broken English with a French accent. Thank you for stopping to help. She said her name was Suzette. Suzette was wearing a low cut neckline thin T-shirt and no bra. She was showing about...
Brooke White apprehensively approached the Slater Funeral Home & Mortuary. It was the only facility of it’s kind in the county and it was a place she knew she would soon be. Brooke, who was only 19, was surprised when she was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour almost a year earlier. She didn’t feel any different, apart from the frequent headaches, she was still the adorable bubbly girl she had always been. It was her father’s idea to bring her to visit Mr Slater, the funeral director....
While fucking Ruth, I’d noticed two things (other than her great breasts) which turned me on. First, while grasping her ass I noticed it was considerably bigger and firmer than I had realized, and secondly that she had a big, thick bush. After the quick stand-up fuck we sat back, still drinking, where she told me more about herself. She had married young, been with her husband over 40 years and had only had sex with two men other than him. More about that later. As she talked, I couldn’t help...
Team Spirit 3 Don Abdul © The potent vibrations from Leslie’s vocal cords resonated powerfully through Paul’s sensually charged cock and her involuntary squeeze on his balls send his hurtling down the bottomless pit of release. His back arched and his head flew backwards as he let out a deep guttural growl from the depth of his soul and spewed his hot cum in the air with some of it falling like rain on her shuddering body . Miguel straightened up to restore blood circulation to his legs,...
Like I said previously, we have had some pretty crazy times. My wife even had a website years ago, where guys would email her things to do and what they would like to see her wear. It was fun for a few years because, I got to be the cameraman and set up the scene. But after a while it started to get boring too, so we looked for another way to have some kinky fun, and we started to dabble into the lifestyle of BDSM. We both read lots about this and studied the way we could get into this without...
by Vincent "Where did you run off to, young lady?" Amanda inquired when Hina came in the front door. She was watching TV with her dad and Ray in the living room trying not to think about the moves her brother was trying to put on her girlfriend. "I took a walk down to the pond with Max," Hina said. Amanda's concerns were playing out. She knew how charming her brother could be. "So where's Max?" "He's outside. He had an accident." That got the attention of the two...
I was woken up the next morning by J’s roommate, giving me a very enthusiastic blow-job. I opened my eyes slowly and looked down at her, she was on her knees between my legs, leaning over to suck my cock. She was using one hand to stroke my spit-shiny shaft, and she was using her other hand to hold her hair back. I reached down and put my hand on the side of her face. “You look amazing first thing in the morning with my cock in your mouth,” I told her.She quietly cooed as she lifted her head...
"Oh, shit!" exclaimed the mature woman."Problems Janice?" asked a male voice from the next driveway."Oh sorry Tony, not really but I have just been to the supermarket and now remembered something else that I need so I will have to go back""I am going there shortly so tell me what you want and I will get it.""Oh, thanks Tony you are so good to me."The woman was sixty-five-year-old divorcee Janice Reaney and the man thirty-nine-year-old Tony Shrimpton, they had been neighbours for about...
I had adapted to his schedule, developed a routine. In the mornings about nine he would come and get me. One of his dogs would fuck me and after a quick clean up I was free to do as I pleased. Around dawn he would get me for the second time. Sometimes a dog would be first, other times it was just him fucking me. I still did not enjoy it. I could bear it. A deal was a deal after all. Taking my coffee outside I sat down on the lawn in front of the bungalow. The grass was cool and wet with dew...
THE LANDSCAPERS CHAPTER 02 By DBARCLAY It had been close to three months since my dream like encounter with the Latino landscapers. Nevertheless, every morning since, the memories kept coming back into my head. Most morning I would wake up and find myself touching myself in a caressing manner reliving the experience of the wildest sexcapade of my life. I had seen the boys on occasions from a distance while they worked in our yard, or driving through the area but being pragmatic decided it was a...
Chapter Fifty ZANDER “Make way for the queen!” the crier yelled. One goblin rang a bell, another blared a farting trumpet, a third struck a snare with a military cadence, and the crowd roared with laughter. “Make way for the queen!” The crier yelled again. The trifecta of successive noises sounded, and the laughter and jeers answered once more. “Make way, make way, make way!” the crier yelled atop the float, zealous and gleeful with his role. He was dressed in the traditional garb of a...
This is the second of 26 installments of the adventures of the Neat N' Naked ladies. They are all stand-alone stories so read them in any order you like. Warning: This story contains adult content including ffm, lesbian sex, straight sex, and oral sex. If this is not your kind of smut, please find another story. 8========D "Neat N' Naked...where our girls suck better than Hoovers. How can we help you?" "Hello. My name's Ark. I wanna hire a woman to help me out at home. I've read...
All characters are well over 100 years of age LOL. I wanted them all to be safely in the ‘legal’ age of consent by well… ‘human’ standards of course. Anyways, I want lots of feedback… pros and cons all the way! Part 2 will be a bit darker and more gritty but tell me if you think it’d be a good idea to add an erotic scene or a more intimate scene or not. ***** Roka stood there, frustrated, exhausted and at his utmost wits end. The positron converter gave its last pulse, as the trapped...
Summer had been totally awesome. The best ever. Having finally gotten the jeep was the best part—independently mobile, lol. The yard jobs were going great, and the 'personal service' that followed up on about half of them, I was bringing in about a grand a month. That was just about a years salary for a teenager working part time at a grocery store. I took a 3rd place ribbon at the motocross meet, which was fine. Mostly just a stress reliever, and a chance to get dirty. I also knocked down...
I emailed The Lord as soon as i got downstairs, reported what had gone on at Bert’s house and how much i hated my neighbor. On one hand, I was hoping that he would tell me that i didn’t have to go through with the meal on Tuesday or go round there again but on the other hand there was a part of me that wanted to be humiliated in such a way and to let the old bastard use me, i thought back to the scene of myself standing in his dirty kitchen my housecoat down to my waist whilst Bert was fondling...
“Fuck me...” She staggered across the dreary room, head in hand, grasping for the light switch blindly. Finding it, she turned the light on, her headache flaring as the bright bathroom light bulbs beamed into her eyelids. “Ahhh! DAMMIT!” She hastily opened the medicine cabinet, popped two tylenol and turned back into the main room, her eyes still adjusting. She stopped at her dresser and pulled out a bra and a pair of her black, satin, ultra-stretch panties, gradually dressing herself as her...
This is an entry in the Valentine’s Day Contest 2008 — if you enjoy the story, please take a moment to cast your vote. * * * There was a sickening sound of screeching tyres followed by a dull thud. The ominous silence that followed sent ice-cold fear racing through Maddie’s veins. Blindly she ran across the street, the gravely tarmac shredding her bare feet – although she barely noticed. Another car stopped and voices buzzed like mosquitoes on the edge of her consciousness. Sasha was lying...
next week we started shopping and getting all ready for bangkok. mom bought too many one piece n stylish bras for beach while i kept suggesting her the most sexy ones as if i wud tear them myself n fuck her crazy. while we wer on the plane she slept on my shoulders and i was controlling my hands from reaching out to caress her sweet smelling hair. finally i did it and she dint mind. after sometime she strainghtened up and i went straight to the toilet to jerk off. Once we reached there we...
When she moved, she realized that her hairs has also been changed as well. Now, they look like they’ve been to a salon despite her not going anywhere. She grabbed his 7-inch flaccid cock and started to massage it slowly and slowly and occasionally kissing it as well. She started getting wet and since she was still wearing those shoes from her last fuck, her heels went to 3 inches and she was feeling like she’s wearing runners instead of spiky heels. After 10 mins, her massage made his cock...
My cause will always be Africa, it’s close to my heart now, somewhere I felt like I belonged and I’ve always wanted to help as anyone who really knows me will tell you. However, helping Africa is my way of helping the world and I can see that not everyone will agree with me. Maybe we do need to sort out the problems of our own countries before we start worrying about the rest of the world. I guess there are so many problems in the world, and just not enough people with the drive or dedication...
‘Um, I think I’ll just have another soda water please’, she said, ignoring the glares of the manager as she ordered another free drink, whilst remaining on the much coveted bar stool. The bar tender grinned at her, conspiratorially, as he added ice cubes and a slice of lemon and slid it towards her over the beer mat. ‘Waiting for someone?’ he asked, ‘You could say that’ she replied, as she slumped on to her elbows and leaned towards him, ‘I’m supposed to be meeting some guy off the net, do...
Sometimes , Mommy won't suck daddy's dick, and he's been drinking so I simply told him, Daddy, you know I can eat your whole dick like nothing , and my little boi pussy is way better than mom's old haggie pussy Daddy always looks at me and stands up and grabs my hair and pulls my head to the basement where he sat on the couch, and I pull his shorts down and laying limp is a 9" cock, biggest I'd seen yet ... "Daddy's gonna give u some of the nut that made you, sissies don't do shit...
“Hey great game guys—gotta jet” “What's up Dillon—gotta hot date”? “Ya, I think so” “No shower ? Hope she likes funk” ! “ya, me too” I grabbed my duffel bag from my locker, and quickly ran out the shower house. We had a good game that night, and I was pretty excited. Even at 10:00 at night, it's was pretty fuckin hot in East Texas—about 80. I was sweatin like a pig, and damm near smelled like one. I hopped in the GTO with Mark Mattox. Catching me right after the game he said he had a...
I stood at the foot of the porch steps, gazing up towards the door. Twelve steps to the top. I had counted them long ago. Twelve steps to the top, eight steps to the door, then just knock. Wow, sounded really easy when I thought about it. So, why wouldn’t my feet move? Eleven years later and I still dreaded this place. All the old signs were there. My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty and I was stuck at the bottom of the stairs. Ah, home sweet home. ‘Buck up, Nicolai, this isn’t going to...
We’re both in college but her dorm-mates often give her shit for drinking and coming in late on school nights. She told me once she’s fucking two of her three teachers for her grades, and with how much class she misses it must be true. Tryst’s picture comes up now and as its 1 am on a Wednesday I’m sure she needs a ride and a couch to sleep on. I sigh, set my Xbox controller down and take a drag of my blunt. I got some friends over and they see me getting up to leave. “Yo, man where you...
(Numchucks the Second, Shinkers) The River’s side, Texas~ Numchucks was a quiet dog, he rarely barked unless there was a reason. I was woke up in the middle of the night by Chuck’s barking. I scolded him and told him, ‘Go, Night Night.’ It was Wednesday night. Thanksgiving was in the morning. With all the things to do for thanksgiving we had planned an evening hunt instead of a morning hunt. But his continuous barking told me something was wrong. My brother bolting through my bedroom door...
My mother is so beautiful. She has this cool, European look. Her father was originally from Spain, and she inherited his raven hair and beautiful hazel eyes. She is petite, around five feet tall. She is a little plump, but her plumpness suits her well. She looks younger than fifty-five. She looks like she’s in her early forties. Ever since she divorced my father twenty years ago, she has never been in a relationship. I feel sorry for her. She should at least have a boyfriend. It’s ironic how...
The morning of the next day found Noah roaming the village. Before he made any decisions, he wanted to know what this town had to offer, what endeavors it could support. According to the maps he bought, Clive was far away from the nation’s capital, out in the boondocks, but it appeared to have a strong economy, with many professions one might not expect in such a rough area, like a gold and silversmiths. In fact, it seemed to thrive on tourism, but no one would ever come out here on vacation....
My uncle, a doctor, hoped I would be a minister. A strange thought. You see, he spent much of his life in the developing world on a religious mission to eradicate polio. He saved lives and brought happiness to the world. He also prayed for those who suffered.I’m different. I had given myself fully to the practical and not the spiritual. Ethics, after all, aren’t really all that metaphysical. You reduce pain. You increase happiness. It’s quite that simple. People ask if doctors must ever...
Still very little graphic sex in this chapter. The plot thickens, I hope. This is ALL FICTION though I mention a few well known famous historical names and places. ******************* Rachel – Grayson showed up just a little after midnight after his meeting with Senator Reyburn, but he didn’t come home alone. He brought another woman home with him. Well, I DID say I was ready for ANYTHING when he got home, but I was kind of hoping more of a real romantic bonding relationship might be...
Mary Ann said, “Love it daddy, I’ll get the drinks and you get the weed.” “OK, I think we need some music too. Grab your laptop Jess, I have a bunch of shit online we can listen to that I think you’ll like.” “Right away sire.” I admired the view of her ass as she retreated to the living room to grab her laptop and enjoyed the front view even more when she returned. “Here you go DJ Tony.” I chuckled as I connected her laptop to Alexa and called up my Soundclick page. So I’ve recorded...
“Urggh, fuck!” I erupt down her throat. I slide out, leaving the tip in, filling her mouth with cum before pulling out completely and covering her face with jizz. With a fist full of her hair, I continue to cum all over her. She coughs and gags as she spits up all my cum. “What the fuck! What the hell has gotten into you?” “Nothing. I just needed to let off some steam. Thanks for the blow job.” “You could’ve gone a little easier. I couldn’t breathe!” she yells as I leave the dugout. “And...
I always felt like I was in the ocean swimming against the tide on a bleak, dark night. Snorting drugs between walks on the runway probably isn’t the way I should deal with my depression, but it’s the only thing that enables me to do this modeling thing at all. I’m introverted, shy, and maybe even aloof. I often see that Valentino dickhead snorting in the dressing room, too. When he’s not busy snorting Oxy or kissing his own muscles he’s bragging about how he’s going to be in the next Lars von...
Orc Raids & Slave Girls A Monster Tales Series Northern Europe - 2078 B.C - 1000 Years Before The Orc Extinction Dahlia laid awake listening to her father's snores as she watched the sun's first light glimmer across a small window in her family's cabin. Rhythmic bursts of hot air hit the back of her neck emanating from her mother who was sleeping directly behind her. The breathing tickled, but she dared not move to scratch her neck. She was waiting for her father to wake up and take her...
By RawlyRawls This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. If you want to read lots more stuff, vote on new stories, or support my writing, please visit my Subscribestar site (you can find the link in my profile). Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Chapter 1 “Do you plan on living in the house?” Roger Peddler sat across the table from George and Julie Anderson. They were an attractive middle-aged couple. She was a tall brunette with a pretty smile,...
Trevor was just finishing tying his tie as he walked down the stairs, hurrying to get to work. His foot caught on something and he tripped. Fortunately, he was near the bottom of the stairs and was able to catch himself before he crashed into the hardwood flooring. He looked back and saw the culprit – Kami had left her gym bag on the steps. Again. He was angry and wanted to run back upstairs and yell at his beautiful girlfriend, who was still curled up in their bed asleep. But he wasn’t...
After our interlude, I walked naked down the hall to the living room to find Mike on his hands and knees. His cock in Sara's mouth as Maverick lapped at his anal opening. I walked over to the trio and starting playing with Sara. I got my hand covered in her pussy juice and moved behind Mike and covered his ass hole with her secretions. Maverick must have liked the taste and bore his tongue into Mike's ass. Mike was so taken aback by his dog's tongue that he fell face-first into his...
Mathew and Kathleen Thatcher, Matt and Katie, pretty well have it made. They are relatively young, early 30’s, good looking and healthy and with a job that is secure and very well paid. In addition, the working conditions hardly can be beat. They are in show business, a hypnosis act that is quite popular, in an almost perfect setting, and, even better, it comes with what is practically a captive audience. Their act, the stage part, at least, is put on no more than twice a week in normal...
Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again last weekend. A few weeks ago, Jeff had turned Betsy’s cunt into a large, sexy cream pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in store for her and us. It was rainy and very warm this past weekend. We spent most of the time on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine. No one actually spoke of last weekend. It was almost as if it never happened. Lisa never let on that her husband fucked my...
3 Months Earlier “We can’t keep doing this,” Stacie said unconvincingly as she tugged her panties off her waist. “Why not? We both love it.” I responded. “Cause it’s incest, and Mom is right over there,” Stacie whispered. Mom was in the bed across from us. The hotel room in Mandalay Bay only had two beds, and Mom booked the flight so late that all the other rooms were full. Stacie and Mom were supposed to double up, but by the time Mom took her sleeping pills and passed out, Stacie found...
The sun shines bright on the slaver market of Vespa, a small city in the southwest of Arcadia, a giant state-continent. Vespa is a trading hub, bringing in countless Eros Crystals which power the world, fueled by sexual energy released during sex and orgasms. The most common crystals are yellow in color, but more potent ones, that can store and release more energy, come in all sorts of shapes and colors. Arcadia is stuck in the middle-ages, with Eros powering the first signs of electricity....
As always, story characters are eighteen years of age or older. * * * * Michael Sadkins noticed the perplexed look that flashed across Laurie Reynolds’ pretty face when she handed him his term paper. A glance at it showed why, there was not a mark on it. Michael looked left and right. His classmates’ papers were covered in Professor Havel’s tiny, elegant, and always legible handwriting. Eighty year old Professor Havel, an immigrant from the Czechoslovakia, was old school. In fact, he was...
‘No No, Don’t close your eyes.’ Said Keira, ‘You’re missing the best part’ Without a whimper of resistance, Cassidy’s eyes opened and returned to watching her husband and her sister fucking like horny rabbits. She wanted to look away, she wanted to scream out and make the mad woman stop but she was powerless to do anything other than sit quietly next to Keira and watch the two most important people in her life betray her. ‘Look at the smile of Lucy’s face.’ continued Keira, a hand on...
Bernadette was her full name but we just call her Bernie. Her father was the principal of our school and she really had a crush on me at the time. She would corner me every chance she could stealing a few kisses before I could get away. Bernie wasn't bad looking but being the principal's daughter I didn't try to go farther with her.She was about 5'6 long curly black hair,a lot of freckles and black eyes, now day's she would have been considered goth. She had big tits and a nice ass...
Jackson, Jackson, Jackson! Since leaving the prison last week he was all Beth could think about. He dominated her waking thoughts, as she glided around the house in a dream world, frustrating her little daughter and annoying her husband at how distracted she was. Being taken forcibly in the Governor’s office had awakened something in Beth that she was struggling to control. Beth had made herself have sex with her husband on that very first night back. The very moment she had got home. It had...
On January 19, 1994 at 4:30am, the Northridge Earthquake, measuring 6.7, produced the strongest ground motions ever instrumentally recorded in an urban setting in North America. Damage was widespread, sections of major freeways collapsed, parking structures and office buildings collapsed, and numerous apartment buildings suffered irreparable damage. Damage was very widespread in the San Fernando Valley and Santa Monica areas. The high accelerations, both vertical and horizontal, lifted...
I had never heard him called anything besides " that ole hellhound" by anyone at the junkyard. His doghouse was way down in the back corner of the yard,up against the corrugated fence. As luck would have it I needed a part off a car ,that was close to the reach of his chain,one hot afternoon. I had brought my toolbox and knowing it could be a long day I had tossed a bacon sandwich and bottled water in the box. This turned out to be a smart move. As I got close to the car the hellhound...
{Chapter 7 Intruders} A loud bark came from up the stairs and Frank, my partner, jumped. Some hit-man, I thought to myself. He must have already changed, I cursed myself. If Caleb found out we’d be dead. ‘What was that?’ Frank asked me, looking worried. ‘We have to go now!’ I growled back at him, running up the stairs. I went to start opening doors to find the teenage duo, but all the doors were propped open. Except for one. I headed straight for it and tried the doorknob, that let the door...
ADRIANNA There were times in my life where I stopped, considered the situation I was in, and whispered to myself, “What the fuck happened?” I was having one of those moments when I woke up that morning. The first thing I noticed, was that the gnawing in my nethers had subsided substantially. It wasn’t gone, but it was manageable. The second thing I noticed, was that I needed to take a huge shit. “Don’t.” Came a voice beside me, “I know what you’re feeling, but it will pass. You just need to...
We settled down with a drink and waited for the birthday boy to arrive. Megan was quite comfortable in Pete’s house; she’s been there many times before. She has also met George before and liked him. The only downside was that she’s also met his wife and liked her too, but the rest of us had managed to convince her that is just sex; a nice birthday gift that won't affect their marriage at all. Eventually the doorbell rang and Pete went off to answer it, returning minutes later with the rest...
‘Thank you so much for driving me home, Cynthia,’ Alice said as she fumbled in her purse for her apartment key. ‘I was just a leetle bit worried about not being, y’know, up to it. That’s the problem with BYOB Paint Nights. Everyone B’s a whole B.’ She giggled, and dug a bit deeper into her purse. ‘I mean, I’d probably have been fine to drive, if I had to, but since you don’t drink, and your car was here anyway, I mean, why take a chance? Even if I’m just a bit tipsy, why take the-‘ She stopped...
The Ship was elegant in its design. Sleek and birdlike, she glided through space like water moving over ice. The long supine, neck like section that formed the main body glistened in the stellar light as the Ship moved through space. The two wings of the Ship that curve back along the length of the body housed the fifth generation StarJump engines that powered the Ship. Built into the body of the wings, the engine’s exhaust faced the rear and ended in panels of what appeared to be greenish...
This one is dedicated to my wife and my editor Wolf Vixen who put up with all my mistakes and keep me on the right path. Thank You both. * I had been thinking about writing a story for almost two years before I actually decided to attempt one and have it posted on one of the dozen or so adult websites out there. I felt like I had a good imagination, could always spin a good story and with my life’s experiences I figured I was more than qualified to give it a shot. My biggest problem was...
Alex has been bothering sexy Chelsea for several months now. When he shows up on her door she offers to erotically hyponotise him to get him to stop bothering her. While hypnotized, alex is led to picture himself as a woman having sex, who desires men. What’s it like working for a National Security Agency assignment at MIT? Not very easy, that’s what its like. The things people hold dear, are constantly slipping away from you. Time? You spend 18 hours a day trying to crack 256 byte encryption...
I was running late to meet my wife for dinner. It was our 5th anniversary, we were due to spend the evening dining and then retreat to a pre-arraigned hotel room. I got stuck in a meeting longer than anticipated, and then the traffic was terrible. My wife, Chris, had already checked into the suite and headed down to the lounge to wait for me. When I got there I left my bag in the room and went down to find her. As I surveyed the lounge, from a darkened corner, I noticed a man in a cheap...
I don’t know how long I was working his cock, but I was interrupted by Mr. Ballard’s voice. ‘Harry, get your ass back to work. You had your fun, and I ain’t paying you to fuck all damn day. Now get.’ Harry pulled back away and again his cock made the popping sound as it came out. He pulled up his pants and walked out. I was still on my knees and I just knew that Ballard wanted me to suck his dick. I knew what a sick asshole he was and I guess he just had to get in and get his nuts blown....
Many readers had suggestions about both Dorothy and George. What they should do and not do. Most just wanted to here it all from Dorothy’s point of view. What would make a woman think the way she did? Here is Dorothy’s story after the reunion. Dorothy speaks: After George spoke at the reunion I felt thoroughly humiliated. The bad part is I totally deserved it. Paul, the so called love of my life wasn’t any wall of protection by any means. My friends Dixie and Joe just sat there completely...
"I love it baby, this will make the 3 months you're gone a little more bearable." Said Clara after kissing me. "Well I figured with the phone sex you're demanding you can at least feel like I'm in you." I replied. "Exactly. I can't believe it comes with your balls too, oh this is going to be fun." She said, still fondling the toy. "Well after last night's session my poor balls are still sore, I'd give you a quickie but I have a flight to catch." Clara drove me to the...
I hung up the phone quickly and turned my legs out of the covers for my feet to meet the floor. It was cold outside, being December, and chilly in the house compared to the warmth of my waterbed. I felt the cold air rush up my warm legs and give me Goosebumps. I stood up and the cool air quickly encircled my entire naked body, I felt my nipples harden, and I shivered slightly as I walked across the room to get my robe. I stopped briefly and went to the two huge French doors, which lead from my...
Sixty-three-year-old Anita Anderson was bored as she sat in the pub with her daughter Jane, son-in-law Trevor and two couples that were friends of Jane and Trevor.Although Jane occasionally spoke to her mother, most of the conversation excluded Anita.Her eyes started to drift around the pub and eventually alighted on a young man standing at the bar who appeared to be looking in her direction. She was unsure as to whether he was actually looking at her so she let her eyes continue to scan before...
After I finished class for the day, I went to the campus gym. Normally I hate working out but I’ve managed to find some extra motivation lately. I did my normal routine, spending thirty minutes on the treadmill before moving onto one of the resistance machines to work my legs. Nothing too strenuous but I worked up a nice sweat. In fact, working up a sweat was the main reason I was there. When the work out was over, I sent a text, then stretched a bit. I smiled when I got the answer then left...
The back was dark, lit only by a few dim red bulbs. He walked up the corridor, which was lined with booths. A light above the door of each booth indicated whether or not the booth was occupied; if the light was on, it meant it was occupied. There were signs saying, "NO LOITERING, NO SMOKING," and "ONLY ONE PERSON PER BOOTH." However the presence of several men lurking in the hallways, some of whom were smoking, led the man to believe the rules were not rules at all. As he rounded the...
In the predawn darkness, Jennifer was scrambling around trying to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. I helped to the extent of pointing out anything of hers that caught my eye. We were soon on the road, Jennifer cuddled up to me and promptly fell asleep. I absently cupped one breast and was rewarded with a happy sigh. As the sun came up, I had to concentrate more on the road and the rapidly growing traffic. It was becoming obvious that we would be almost two hours earlier than we...
"Is everything ok?" I inquire. "That was just a lot to take in. The emotion. The physical. It all felt so amazing but so wrong. I love you like a brother and we just did things that would make a pornstar blush." I laughed at her small joke for a second but then got serious and caring. "I'm sorry. I know we crossed many lines. I had the time of my life and I have honestly been waiting for years for something like that to happen. Maybe a little more private." I shoot a glance toward...
We are in a taxi. I am snug and warm beside you. On this occasion, I am wearing a long black hooded cloak. That's all - just a long black cloak. I'm sure this means that a nice surprise is awaiting me.I'm leaning against you, resting my head on your lap, feeling your wonderful fur coat soft against my skin.The taxi driver is used to our evening excursions and pays us no attention. He drives silently through the dark streets.We're nearing the centre and entering the quiet Soho backstreets...
'I can't wait till you get home. I need a good fucking.' Debi responded, and she meant it. Even though she came twice on the vibrator, she was in need of a real cock to completely satisfy her. She looked at her bikini laying on the floor and thought about following her husband's suggestion from earlier. But first she decided to spy on the boys the way he had the previous day, so she went across the hall and into his office. She saw them huddled around Kyle looking at his phone again and...
Hi my name is Lexus Ford I am from a small town near Melbourne Australia. Graduate from the University of Melbourne with a Doctorate in Psychology being the lead Professor at a major University in Europe. I am 35 year old blonde which sometimes I change when the mood hits. I have green eyes and my measurements are 38FF 24 36. I have been divorced now for ten years but looking to get back in a relationship. This was the reason I decided to take a month long holiday to maybe let my hair down...
Prior to reading incest stories on this site, I had no interest in the topic, no experience with incest as a child, nor in my own family. I have also come from a strong cultural and religious POV that incest is taboo, if not utterly disgusting. Like many other opinions, that prejudice changed or at least was significantly modified along the way. —————- Before I begin, here is something analogous to incest that might be helpful to consider... Nudity. I wrote about it in story #3. I was...
©2012 Mendon Fishers It was a Saturday morning and it was raining. I usually got up and played golf with friends on Saturdays, weather permitting. This Saturday the weather was defiantly not permitting. A quick check of the Weather Channel told me it was going to rain hard all day. Then I remembered it was Christmas morning. My usual foursome would be spending the day with their families. Me, I didn’t have a family anymore. I was spending the day alone. They had families who would love to...
I Awakening Upon awakening, my first sensation was of nausea. The difference, from the prior three occasions, only manifest in degree. Yet I did not have to open my eyes to know that, as before, I lay naked and covered in blood – hardly any my own – that was largely dried, especially around my face; eyes crusted shut, mouth tasting of blood, vomit, and I-dared-not-think what else. Not to mention the other vile bodily excretions in which I lay. Despite my being largely unconscious of how...
Chapter Eighteen: Dreamgirl Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Sam Davies Classes were out, and I was curious about this “business” my brother was running. Dreamgirl Delights was the buzz of our college. I was hearing it all over, from girls muttering about the horny boys thinking they could screw video game characters or anime girls, to the boys all talking about how it couldn't be possible, but they had to find out. I knew my...
The bigger of the three threw me over his shoulder and began walking, taking me out of my home, with the other two following closely behind. No doubt ensuring that if I had tried anything, they would be quick to stop me. The male carrying me practically threw me into a car and climbed in after me. Still, I hadn’t flinched or said a word. I was determined to not give them a satisfaction they could have craved and wanted from me losing it. I assumed I wasn’t theirs since they were clearly...
Here we are at the precipice of, yet, another happy holiday season and, after so many of us have looked forward to and experienced the excitement of Christmas as children, we had the fun and the joy of buying toys for our children, and, later, were allowed to spoil our grandchildren with generous gifts. Now that we are older and mired neck deep in a poor economy that threatens to ruin the holiday for too many of us, a holiday season that used to be fun, has suddenly become a tiresome chore, a...
‘What are you doing? Can you SEE the other cars here, or is your head too far up your ass?’ It seemed that David was having real trouble controlling his temper. Ordinarily, I would have made a joke about the wisdom of yelling at people who can’t hear you, but this weekend, I was trying to keep my sense of humor to myself. I was tense, and my jokes get proportionately less funny according to the strain I am under. Besides, I couldn’t’ really blame Dave for being edgy, it had certainly been a...
This is NOT an erotic story. There is nothing erotic about it. At 25 Michelle was pretty much your average young woman. That bothered her. She was over average height, average build and worst of all, average looks or so she thought. The one part of her body that wasn’t average she hated more than anyone could know. Michelle was barely five foot two but she had D cup breasts which looked absolutely huge on her. What also wasn’t average was her social life which she considered non-existent. But...
Part Three of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Nine is up and running. Be warned, the whole thing is almost 30,000? words long this far. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise – well – you know who you are. Three French Hens I overslept. It was almost 9am before I was really awake, and the apartment was dark and quiet. Yawning, I showered, had breakfast, made a few calls, answered a few emails… well, truth is, I pretty much wasted the morning away before...
The name is Stephen Channing. At first glance, I seem like your everyday average guy. I stand six feet two inches tall, lean, with dark brown skin and pale amber eyes. A proud son of Mother Africa and the British Fatherland, that’s me. My father Luther Channing was an Englishman, my mother Edwina Franklin was African-American. They met in Boston during the summer of 1968 and got married in 1969. Two years later, I was born. They bought a nice townhouse in Boston’s Back Bay and built a life...
I awoke Monday in a strange bed. I also awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee. Eggs don’t seem to have an odor, unless they have gone bad. I expected to see Moseby in the kitchen, possibly dressed as a glamorous June Cleaver but alas the kitchen was empty. Well empty of humans anyway, I found coffee in the carafe of the coffee maker. It was also still turned on. I found a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich on a bagel. It was inside of a plastic container with detailed reheating instructions. The...
On that particular day, Ramu was returning from the near by town after finishing some official business. When he alighted from the old bus at the junction of the road to his village, it was almost 1.00 o’clock in the afternoon. In the middle of May, it was the peak of summer. No one ventured outside unless it was absolutely necessary. So there was no chance of him getting a lift from anyone with a bullock-cart, or a bicycle. Ramu bravely faced the two-kilometer walk to Periparai village. With...
December 25. Just after Dawn. Somewhere in the Alps. Tollkühn ran his fingers through the pink fur of his cheeks and shivered, but not because he was cold- quite the opposite. With a sigh, he wiggled his bum into the snowbank. A smile spread across his pale face as he felt the chill creep into his body. ‘Tolk! Tolk!’ The elf opened one of his eyelids just wide enough to display a roaming red orb. He caught a glimpse of another elfish face, an icy blue one, and knew at once who it was. ‘What...
This was one of the good times. Billy took the job off the list at the office because he recognized the street, it was in a really fancy neighborhood. The job looked tough though, all the carpets and all the furniture. Fuck, this could take all day, maybe more than a day and usually the rich housewives were in your armpit complaining the whole day. That was fun. He almost put the job back for some other sucker but he was so fucking tired of finding old food and clothes under couches and...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...