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Dream:
A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person.
Oxford Dictionary.
A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It
usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the
sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be
influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or
indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm
clock can be transformed into a dream telephone call and therefore
“You know, Ms Perkins, I feel sure these negotiations could be brought to a swift and successful conclusion with the addition of a little sweetener.”Patricia kept a stony face. “A sweetener?” she said.The man on the other side of the table grinned wolfishly. His name was Vasily, and he spoke flawless English, if with an accent. “Yes,” he said, “a sweetener.”Patricia tried to keep perfectly still. She knew very well that if she leaned back her blouse would accentuate the curve of her breasts,...
HardcorePart 1 of a multi-parter. Dreamscape 1 By Diana Kimberly Heche No, this isn't right! None of this is. I stopped in mid bite, then chewed the pancakes more slowly, straining my senses to search for the qualities that I loved in them so well. Nothing. It was not that they were bland in the traditional sense, they were completely devoid of taste altogether. Impossible. I picked up the glass of orange juice and brought the pulpy liquid to my nose, inhaling vigorously for a...
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Water rushes in to meet her toes, wiggling things in the sand, petite and pretty. A wistful sigh escapes her as she turns her eyes to the horizon and wonders once more where he might be? What he might be doing? Her Dreamer. Does he think of her like she does him, she wonders. Does the night caress him with the softest brush of its lips, the darkness creep over his skin all shadows and longing and prickle his flesh with a kiss? She smiles as she closes her eyes and turns her face into the...
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Es ist Sommer. Die Sonne scheint mir herrlich ins Gesicht und es duftet im Garten nach Lavendel. Es ist angenehm warm, nicht zu heiss. Es ist still, so dass man nur die Vögel zwitschern hört. Ich habe es mir bereits im Liegestuhl bequem gemacht während Du Dich noch in der Wohnung aufhältst. Eigentlich wollte ich ja lesen. Du sagtest, Du willst noch kurz duschen und Dich schnell umziehen. Währenddessen sitze ich in der Sonne und lasse mir schonmal ein kaltes Bier schmecken. Das ist Entspannung...
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Standing at the door, Brayden knew once he rang the doorbell there was no going back. He stood there contemplating what would be waiting for him on the other side. Lexi, a gorgeous blonde in her early 20s, had invited him here tonight but given their last meeting and the all-out sexual romp that it was had left him wanting but intimidated. After all, this was a bachelorette party for her friend, and Brayden was surely part of the night's entertainment. Having been asked to dress for the...
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ExhibitionismRewritten By Julie O Chapter One When you confronted me the other day, I was totally taken aback. I apologize for my initial reaction, but you must admit that my story could be considered total BS. I mean, I barely believe that it happened myself. Let me thank you in advance for reading this. I?ve waited so long to tell my story to someone, ANYONE, that I really want to thank you! It all started three years ago, when I was a junior in high school. I attended a high school...
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Markus woke up, slowly rising from his sleep. The 22 year old son of billionaire Henry Creneth rummaged through his dark brown short hair, slowly getting up. He usually had some issues in the morning, so he forced himself to get up. Markus was in most aspects...rather mundane. Short brown hair, a bit of a round warm face with eyebrows that were just too tiny for his face. Markus was in many aspects the most 6/10 man you would have ever seen. He scratched his ass, looking around the...
Date: March 22, 2019 Author: Kirsten Addison Subject: Chrysalis of Kirsten Chapter 1 By KirstensubTS My name is Steven aka Kirsten. This story is about how I went from a closet cross dresser to becoming a full time transsexual slave. This story is mostly true, based on my journals with dramatic license to make it more exciting and readable. Names have been changed. This is who I am. Chapter 1: Youth and Confusion I grew up in San Francisco. The City is a haven for personal freedom and...
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"I was just calling to see what we were doing tonight" "Nothing much, Kristen's hanging out with us tonight since Sam (her fiancé) is out of town on a camping trip with his friends. We're just going to watch movies and stuff." My dick stirred a little in my pants. I had such a boner for Kristen, my girlfriends best friend. "Ok, cool" I said." I got to go now, Love you." "Ok, I love you too" she said. I waited for her to hang up but the telltale beep didn't happen. Instead I...
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En vaazhvil nadantha sila kaama anubavangalai naan indru ungalidam pagira pogiren, en peyar amuthu ippozhuthu en vayathu 40 aagirathu. Ennal athigamaaga intha vayathil kaamam seiya mudiyaathu aanal thinamum veetil thanimaiyil irupathaal padika aarambithu viten. Thinamum kaama kathaigalai padipathaal enathu vaazhvil nadantha kaama anubavathai naan ungalidam pagirugiren, vaarugnal kathaikul selalam. Enaku thirumana vayathu aagi iruntha pozhuthu en pakathu veeti oru ilamaiyaana paiyan irunthaan....
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Wow, I guess I do have a special power of some kind. I started working with it trying to figuring out exactly what I was capable of doing. I didn't let anyone know about it. I just used it. It made me think back about Abby. No wonder she was so interested in my dream. I must have transferred it to her some way. Oh, hell, I dreamt of her again the other day. I wonder if she had that dream too? To began with, I decided to dream about some of the gals that walked, jogged, and rode their bikes...
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Chapter 1: The Machine My fingers shook as I unwrapped the package. Finally. My own Duelling Machine. Actually, I mused as I skimmed the instruction manual, “Duelling Machine” is a misnomer, it should be called a Dream Machine but the wrong name stuck. Unlike Bova’s conception which was brought to life in the DM-90 model and allowed two people to share a dream as a virtual battle, the more advanced DM-92 allows the sharing of a dream without violence and this one, the DM-100, allows one...
My fingers shook as I unwrapped the package. Finally. My own Duelling Machine. Actually, I mused as I skimmed the instruction manual, “Duelling Machine” is a misnomer, it should be called a Dream Machine but the wrong name stuck. Unlike Bova’s conception which was brought to life in the DM-90 model and allowed two people to share a dream as a virtual battle, the more advanced DM-92 allows the sharing of a dream without violence and this one, the DM-100, allows one or more people to control a...
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It was a brilliant Plan! It was a brilliantly conceived Plan to manipulate my young and na?ve Bride in the most devious yet subtle manner! But, in order for the Plan to succeed, Sally had to be convinced it was all HER idea! All I had to do to put my Plan into action was tell her about the 'Dream' I had last night! This was gonna be a cinch! Right? Dream By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 All rights reserved "It's just so bizarre, Theresa! At first I thought I hadn't heard h...
The three room apartment is an absolute mess, just like its tenant. She stumbles to her feet and looks out the window, hoping for at least one ray of sunshine to brighten her morning. She is only met with the dreary grey smog that blanketed her small town. With a roll of her eyes and a disappointed scoff, she drags herself to her bathroom. Of course, she has no care for the gloomy world outside of the steamy, tiled room, so she takes her time. Thirty minutes pass and the door finally...
Vanakam friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil thirumanam aana auntyai en poolai oomba vaithu avalai eppadi oothen endra kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, enathu peyar magesh vayathu 28 aagugirathu. Naan vellore gramathil vasikiren, naan oru naal bank sendru irunthen. Naan Indian bankil thaan velai paarthu irunthen, enaku innum thirumanam aaga vilai. Oru naal veru branchil velai parkum mallu aunty engal branchku vanthu irunthaal. Appozhuthu avalai naan muthal...
Hi friends, en peyar Senthil, vayathu 19 aagugirathu, naan coimbatoreil vasithu varugiren. En athai uuruku adikadi sendru varuven, athai oril thiruvizha nadakum pozhuthu andru sendru thiruvizha rasithu vitu varuvom. En athaiku kanavan kidaiyathu, kanavan ilathathaal avargal ippozhutu veetil thanimaiyil thaan irukirargal. En athaiku vayathu 38 irukum, avargal miga sexiyaaga irupaargal, intha vayathilum gumunu irupaargal. En athai mulaiyai naan eppozhuthu avargal veetirku sendralum paarpen, iru...
I awoke that morning with the vivid images exciting both my mind and my cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and replayed my dream in my head. The dream was so graphic; it was like watching a video on a high definition TV. I could feel my cock in its semi rigid state and the wetness as my pre-cum leaked onto my leg. I stood and moved into the bathroom to shave and shower. Ann lay asleep, unaware of the fantasy that had left me in this state. As I shaved I recalled more of the detail of the...
Dreamer I'm nothing but a dreamer "Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be loved forwards" Kierkegaard Contents Introduction 3 Setting the Scene 5 Going Out 9 In the Station 12 In Coffee House 19 Taxi Driver 23 WPC Time 26 Preparing to Party 30 The Ball 35 Introduction I have for a long time been excited at the idea of being exposed as a man who likes to dress as a woman, and the potential...
Jimmy Once again, Amber had to catch Christine as she almost fell off the bed. The difference was that this time she was awake, or at least conscious, sort of — it was still a dream after all. She was also white as a sheet. "David?" She looked from me to Amber and back again. "But you said ... Oh my god! You're her master? You're Jimmy?" "Yes." "And you're sixteen?" "I'm afraid so." "Oh ... my ... God! This isn't happening. I'm dreaming! That's it; I must be...
I had just got up the next day and was making coffee when someone was beating on my door. It was Pete. I let him in and asked what he was doing over so early? He told me he needed to talk to me. He told me that I would never believe what happened. "Okay, Pete, what happened?" I asked. "I had a dream last night and you were in it," he said. "So, what's the big deal that you had a dream, and why the hell are you dreaming of me?" I laughed. "It's not like that, Ben. I never had a...
You'd just finished up in the pool, having been swimming about for almost two hours. Heading back to the women's changeroom, you note with satisfaction that it was still empty, like it almost always was. Not that you minded other people being around, but privacy is never a bad thing. The changeroom itself was always a little dark; the white tiles that usually could be found in such places were instead replaced with light grey and darker blue tiles and walls. It fit the theme of the...
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InterracialDream One. ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream...
Oral SexI admit it. Sometimes, I'm an asshole. Actually, that's really not much of an admission, so let me try that again. I admit it. On more than one occasion, I have found that I can become the biggest asshole in existence. We had been in the process of deciding what we were going to do, now that we were all together in Washington, and I was explaining to Mary that I trusted Aimee's investigator, a Mr. Voder. I was quite taken aback when Mary asked me if I only trusted Mr. Voder because...
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Dream Six. ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone...
Dream Six. ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone...
First Time************************Please Be Aware--this is meant to be "Played" like a game. Please see GAME INFO Below.*********************************** Leah Williams sat at her desk and poured over some poorly completed work. She eyeballed the worksheet that someone had answered all too hastily and made her marks. At least they tried. She wrote "7/10" then drew a large crimson C. Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The...
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ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone call and...
First TimeEn peyar priya, enaku kaamam seivathu endraal migavum pidikum. En thambiyin nanban peyar Vicky, avanai epppadi usar seithu kaama uravu konden enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. Vaarungal kama kathaikul selalam. Enaku ippozhuthu vayathu 24 aagugirathu, innum thirumanam seithu vaika villlai. Veetil maapilai paarthu kondu irukiraargal, athu varai enal kaamam seiyaamal kaathu kondu iruka mudiyaathu. Enaku oru mama irukiraar avarkum innum thirumanam aaga villai, naan mama udan thanimaiyil irukum...
Suggestive questions create a seductive quandary for mom by Oediplex 8==3~ αυστηρή γραμματικοί δεν υποχρεούνται να εφαρμόζουν * {be sure to look for the 'bonus boner' at the end!} THE QUESTIONS I'm Susan. My parents were hippies who lost their virginities to each other at a rock concert in college. I gave up my maidenhead to the guy who took me to my Senior Prom. (Grandma said it was tradition, for that's when she had sex first too.) My kid is now out of High School,...
She came to me very quietly, the bed moved as she moved across the end of the bed on her knees. Her long brunette hair swung seductively from side to side and as I lay with my head on the pillow I could see down her blouse. Her tits were perfect and swung side to side as she moved between my legs. She had to push my legs apart and I knew I was fully erect before her hand touched my bulge.She reached inside the leg of my briefs and pulled that hard fleshy shaft into view and she blew gently...
The next few days, Ethan barely missed any school days, when he as there, we were always together. Since that day at the cemetery, life seemed easier to bear, it felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. Since that same day, my nights were mostly dreamless, Ethan didn’t appear in my dreams as much. I still had that kickass attraction to him, but I didn’t know if he felt the same way. There were times when he always managed to find a way to touch me, brushing our hands in class, having...
I sit in the chair by the bedside, watching you as you sleep. Your breath, slow and even and your body only half covered by the sheet and comforter. I see your dark nipples as they rise and fall in time with your breathing, your round and firm behind the exotic sleeping gown you bought for yourself in Asia last year. The sleeping tablet you had taken doing what it was prescribed for. I love to watch you as you sleep, your full lips slightly parted, the long lashes on your eyes as they flutter...
EroticOn that day I went to the market and bought lots of flower so that I could decorate my bedroom. It was around 11pm I heard my room door open only to see my mother well dressed in red wedding saree with a glass of milk in her hand. I was shocked to see her that way. She is all dressed up and reminded me of a bride. Normally the newly-wed brides enter the room that way with a glass of milk. For a moment I thought it can’t be!!! I could not believe my eyes! As she entered she locked the bedroom...
IncestDream Girl By Roxy Nylons Kelly Vincent had a dream. Kelly's dream was to leave behind the humdrum world of her everyday, 9-to-5 existence and become a world-renowned Broadway actress. Ronald Horner, Kelly's longtime secret admirer, also had a dream. Ron's dream was also for Kelly to become a world- renowned stage performer, only not as an actress. Ever since the beautiful Kelly gently and innocently rejected Ron, several years ago, he has longed for revenge. Then, with no...
Jenny has to attend detention Jenny had been on her best behaviour nearly all week, well since her last visit to Mrs. Denver for 18 strokes of the cane followed by a visit to her Mum to have her Punishment Letter signed and the obligatory across the knee bare bottom spanking, which her Mum had happily enhanced with her large wooden backed oval hairbrush. Jenny’s embarrassment wasn’t helped when she returned to the Academy the following day to hand in her Punishment Letter at the same time as...