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You wake up in the morning. "God does my head hurt" you think to yourself. Well the professor has always helped your headaches before, so you head on down to see him. After a while of scanning your mind he says to you, "This is no ordinary headache, somehow your x-gene has enhanced itself, you have gained a new power. You'll just have to go and see what it may be"
This story is not intended for anyone below the age of consent. They will have to be corrupted by their own erotic imaginations. COMMENCEMENT By Vickie Tern I. That's right dear, I'm sorry, it's just that you caught me at a bad time. But I can talk just fine now. No, nothing serious, only a customer left over from when Bill was running things here. He said he hadn't...
This is a serial story that was written and posted over several months to my Yahoo group http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Morpheuscabinet2/ Augmented By Morpheus Part 1 I leaned back in my recliner, watching a movie on TV and feeling annoyed. I'd been looking forward to this movie since I first heard it was coming out, yet now that I was seeing it I could only feel disappointed. It starred an actress that I'd once had a crush on back when I'd been a teenager, back before I...
ATONEMENT This is a story just possibly based on reality. A story of a betraying wife, her circle of manipulating, cheating friends and their influence on her. Forming a pact to separate from their husbands, the consequences of her breaking the vow is painful; humiliating as she struggles with her own conscience, chooses the wrong path, passes the point of no return and pays the price in more ways then one. The first chapter of the story begins with Bonnie submitting to a discipline session...
1. Jack and Isabelle were drinking tea in the parlor. Carmen was upstairs, Martin was out on a social call, and Kelly was out riding her horse, overseen by one of the grooms.“How did Carmen and you meet, Jack?” asked Isabelle.“We met when we were in college,” said Jack briefly. She waited for him to go on, but he did not.“Were you at the same university? Come on, I’m curious!”“No, she went to Wellesley – that’s a girls’ school.”“And where did you go?”“I went to a university in...
ReluctanceMentoring By Beverley Anne Miles I couldn't believe my ears! "Sorry. What was that again?" I asked the pretty girl sitting next to me. "I said 'I absolutely love sucking cock'!" said Krystal. What can you say when you finally get to be alone with the girl you've lusted after for years, and the first thing she says to you is that she's a cocksucker? I tried to be nonchalant about it; it seemed like pretty good news to me. "Any particular reason why?" I prompted. "Let me...
REASSIGNMENT By Ingrid Halb Reassignment Case file 2107-6306-G Subject: Candace (Ethan Kaine) Classification: FOUO/Sensitive Start Run: Yes it was possible for a tired 47-year old man to continue to be a productive member of society, but Ethan Kaine had chosen an increasingly obsolescent career path. His line of work was rapidly being automated with new AI software. But after 22 years of federal service Ethan was of the firm belief that the system worked and that the...
On my six-weekly visits to Cape Town, I mostly stayed at a beautiful, old-worldly hotel in Sea Point, on a beautiful promenade. Let me explain the word, ‘mostly.’ Please bear in mind that Cape Town is in the southern hemisphere and therefore, the global seasons are the opposite of the north.With the summer season approaching after September, the hotel got very busy, attracting mostly a Germanic clientele. Understandably, most of the management and reception staff were proficient in German....
Gay Male(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
With her heels up to my shoulder I had my cock buried in this 60 plus year old mature woman. She had come into my life just three weeks after my wife had left me for an older man. How ironic here was me a 25-year old, now fucking the arse of an elderly woman who had just walked in off the street. This was the third time this has happened and I wasn't going to let an opportunity like this pass. The elderly woman was moving under me as if her life depended on her making me reach a climax. She...
Harassment By Margaret Jeanette Bill Powers was the office Romeo. He was constantly chasing after all of the girls. At the last staff meeting at Thome's Plastics all employees were given the new sexual harassment policy. Basically it stated any language suggestive of sex would be grounds for punishment up to termination. That noon at a diner just down the street three secretaries were having lunch. Bill pushed his way into the booth with them. He didn't ask if he could join...
Carmens Die Abschlussklasse der Volksschule Riedsee war der absolute Horror für jeden Lehrer. Sie bestand aus sieben Burschen und drei Mädchen, alle schlecht erzogen und ohne jede Moral. Schon drei Erzieher hatten versucht, die ungehobelte Rasselbande zu zähmen - alle waren nach spätestens zwei Wochen gescheitert. Die rüpelhafte Horde, alles Bastarde aus zerrütteten Verhältnissen hatten nur eines im Kopf - ihre Lehrer zu schikanieren und fertig zu machen. Man wollte die Klasse schon auflösen,...
Procured I retired several years ago but to keep both body and mind active I acquired a part time job with a firm of national newsagents/ stationers. Before retiring I worked in the finance industry servicing the needs of High Net Worth clients. Most of the time the shop I worked in was staffed by just one person which meant me at weekends. Many of the customers were regulars especially in the mornings when they bought their daily newspapers. It was usual to know many of...
Vendredi 8h. Carmen ferma la porte de son appartement et descendit les escaliers. Dehors, le soleil se lèvait sur Miami Beach. Les gens sortaient de chez eux pour aller travailler. C'était chaque jour la même chose, la routine. Carmen allait à l'université. Elle ne sentait pas en forme. Hier, elle était restée au magazin jusqu'à 2 heures du matin. Mais pour payer son appartement, ses études et toutes les factures, elle était bien obligé de travailler en dehors des heures de cours. Jennifer, sa...
??????????? She knows she?s brooding.? She just can?t seem to shake the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that something is off inside her, something is wrong, the feeling that she can?t find her center.? She knows the event that triggered this feeling in her, the vicious argument she?d had with her lover over two weeks ago, has been forgiven and is long since past.? Consciously, she knows it, but she can?t let it go.? All she feels is the pervasive sense of wrongness that hasn?t...
Displacement By Danielle Krieger Chapter 1: Premonition It was a rather cool and windy afternoon. The alley between a brick and stonewalls of two local businesses was the best shield that Jack Diangelo could find for a few blocks. His rather long, unkempt dark brown hair whipped around his face as he lifted one side of his long trenchcoat to light a cigarette. After completing the task, he let the coat fall into place and grasped the cigarette with two fingers of his right...
My thanks as usual go to Techsan for having a look over this one before I repost it. Only one thing that he came up with that might cause some confusion. He wanted me to use the word pavement, where I have chosen to use the word tarmac. A pavement in the UK is where pedestrians walk (A Side walk to all you colonials). Although they can be surfaced with tarmacadam the same as car parks can, as is the case in this story. * Back in those days I had considered myself to be a bit of a Don...
We went into a more industrial area of Dallas and I led Sherry inside the nearest run down building. Candles and wall sconces lit the interior. It is musky. Music started up, as I handed her a drink. She drank it nervously. " I'll have to go soon." I grinned. She can see a feral lust in my eyes, a greedy naked hunger that she had never seen in the eyes of man. She quivered, " Come Sherry, let's dance." She slide into my open arms. The music is slow, she pressed closer. I grinned as I...
I studied her as she plotted my demise. She was rapidly approaching maturity, the end of her transformation from awkward pubescence to an alluring young woman. She might have not even been done developing but in the past few months I'd been entertaining some very erotic but forbidden thoughts about her. Looking at her just then didn't do anything to quell my fantasies. She was wearing blue denim shorts that were loose enough around the leg that I could see the edges of her pale yellow...
“Don’t forget to call me if you catch an earlier plane home from the conference or if your plane is delayed,” said Florence. “I want to know either way, so I can be ready.” “OK,” said Erwin. “Why are you so obsessive about this vacation?” “Because your company owns you for the next five days,” she said, “but the minute you get off the plane, you are mine exclusively for three full weeks.” “Don’t forget,...
Anabelle produced a small bundle of paper’s and said, ‘I have amended one of our temporary contracts of employment to highlight that you will work here for three month’s without pay in lieu of your transgressions, sign here’, with that Anabelle handed me the paper’s and a pen. There was little point in me reading the contract, if I refused she would just call the Police and I would be back to square one, plus I was feeling vulnerable still being naked. I scribbled my signature on the...
I lived in part of the house, the rest being occupied by father, my 37 year old Step mother and her sixteen year old daughter. My Grandparents had died 5 years ago and left over 5 million in trust for me when I reached 25 years old. My father who is 60 years old has power over my trust fund and as long as I ‘Keep out of trouble’ as he puts it for the next two years I’m set for life. I told my father I was taking a year or so out from University to experience ‘life’ and would return to finish my...
To my fellow mundane humans--especially the men: It's a raw, well-worn cliche at this point to reference A.C.C.'s quote that "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic"; I know. Thing is, that's the best way to describe what Femenalia is and how a human--even one living in the early 21st century--will experience the kind of possibilities they're exposed to when a Femenalian Agent makes herself (and yes--there is no room to budge here--always *her*self by design and by...
FantasyI drive to the GPS coordinates in my phone, a secluded, wooded area. Grabbing the tote bag my Master had given me, I follow a barely visible path through the trees and brush to a small clearing, barely twenty feet across. I drop my bag in front of an oak tree and retrieve the rope I'd been told to bring. I tie one end securely around my left wrist and kneel with my back against the tree trunk, wiggling my wide-spread knees to each side until the bark caresses my spine through my thin summer...
BDSMSeit etwas mehr als einem Jahr war Tommy Auszubildender. Er hatte damals sehr viel Glück gehabt den Ausbildungsplatz zu bekommen, nicht nur weil er so seinen Traumberuf erlernen konnte, sondern auch weil die Firma als Aushängeschild der Region galt und auf jede offene Stelle unzählige Bewerber kamen. Selbst wenn er seinen Arbeitgeber in Zukunft wechseln wollte, hätte er die bestmögliche Ausgangssituation, da der Betrieb für seinen hohen Ausbildungsstandard bekannt war. Zu diesem Zweck...
Have you even heard of this phenomenon??? I sure hadn't, until last week, when my son Eric and daughter Bev told me about it, but, apparently, it's a growing activity in our high schools, both senior and junior.The word Semenal is based on "urinal." Now, gentlemen, what do we do with urinals? Piss in them, natch. But, when you think about it, we mostly piss ON their porcelain interiors, don't we? Well, substitute a schoolgirl's face for that porcelain, and you've got the concept! As Derek...
Nach geraumer Zeit habe ich mich entschlossen, doch wieder mal eine Story zu posten. Achtung, ziemlich hart, nicht für zarte Gemüter!Roman von MasostudRoman , © 1991 by Masostud bis -----------------------Menschenraub in ArabienGay, M/mm, S&M, Pony-Play, Slavery, breeding, interracialSadomasochistisch-perverse Sklaverei im 20. JahrhundertPrivatdruckVorwort:Jedes Jahr verschwinden in Deutschland an die zehntausend Personen beiderlei Geschlechts; auf das Vereinte Europa gerechnet sind es mehr...
My cousin and I were born in 68/69 respectively. We started experimenting during the summer of 77. This experimenting led to many firsts for both of us and the ability to please others and know what we wanted sexually for ourselves. It all started out slowly while taking baths and showers together that summer. We started by watching each other masturbate and then eventually joining in with each other for mutual masturbation. I remember the first time my cousins hand rapped around my hard...
Well, baby, now it’s my turn to tell you what happened not so long ago. You know, I had to return the pants to the big department store in Makati and decided to stay there a couple nights. I had some problem with doing it and talked to a supervisor. She was taller than you (maybe 5’6”), slender with nice figure, about early 30’s, lovely eyes, full lips (made for cocksucking I thought) with very red lipstick, and dark skin. Her name was Reslie. We finished the exchange and had a...
So I tried several times to write some PH stories. I'd start, then I would have another idea, then start to write another one.Finally I'm close to finishing one.So first of all, this is fiction. But partly based on my real life experiences. For those asking just why not write real life stories - it's the same as movies. Do you really enjoy more by watching reality tv or going to see a good fiction at the cinema? Here I can also have (I hope at least ) some kind of narrative. Why write? Those...
A story written by a good friend: One fine dayI was sitting there reading the message board on my favorite pantyhose fetish site when I first saw a post for “Enchantments” brand pantyhose. It was a new brand that was supposed to be extremely high quality. I went to the linked URL to check out this new brand. As a pantyhose (encasement) fetishist, I’m always looking to try new nylon things. The new brand was offering a “couples’ variety pack.” I ordered it, with my girlfriend in mind. She’s a...
Hi this is Raj Patel from Ahmedabad. I am regular reader of all this story & I love to share my true Experience. I am working with call center in Ahmedabad as team leader & 23 yrs old with 5’9” height & 7” thick dick.This incident happen when I was 19 yrs old & studding in college. I am staying with my parents. My dad is having his own business & mother is house wife. We are staying in top floor of apartment & our apposite door only 1 lady is staying & she is 33...
Misjudgment By Zedd I was at the Mall early Saturday trying to decide whether to blow what little allowance I had saved for the music CD or a new set of head phones, and checking out all the babes that frequent its air-conditioned tiled spaces, when I ran into a girl from school I knew. I saw her coming, passing right in front of the music store I had been heading to myself, and didn?t have time to duck and run. I knew she had it in for me, and I could tell she?d seen me...
Denouement - by Veronica Nym Answering the doorbell, Ellen opened the door to see two figures standing outside her house. One of them was a large man who stood there with a smirk on his face. The other, slightly smaller, person was dressed in fetish gear: Spike-heeled shoes, sheer stockings, a very short leather miniskirt, a tight leather corset, bracelets with small eyes for hooks, a thin collar with a gold leash (of which the large man was holding the end), all in black. Ellen...
Realignment By AlterEg0 A nerve impulse travels with the speed of thought from your eyes. That jolt of pain that is not pain when you are awoken by someone turning on all of the lights at once. Involuntarily you squint. Eyelids slamming shut as tears form at their corners. Only for a moment and then they begin to adjust. You don't know this room. "You have been chosen," says the voice. The voice is being altered says your mind. Lowered in pitch by some electronic device you...
Chapter 1 The first time Heather told me about the getaway I thought it was nothing more than a joke. We had just finished dinner and had started to rinse the dishes. This was always the time when our conversations became the most interesting. With the day nearly finished, it left only bed to discuss and always conjured topics of romance and eroticism; one of the many reasons I loved being in a relationship with Heather. Heather reached for a stack of papers sitting on the counter...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So this is...different. The format of the story is experimental for me, but since I envisioned this as though you're watching a documentary, it seemed kind of natural to write it sort of how a movie script would read. (Though I did take a few liberties with the traditional screenplay format.) If you like the format, good news! There's lots to enjoy. If you don't like it, good news! I'm probably never doing it again. (Even the epilogue, which I'll post separately, is...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
Adwomen A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Siobhan and I had gone through a similar education for a career in advertising. We shared a modest apartment in the city. We were both young and ambitious, and short of money. The only real differences were that she was a woman, and I wasn't; and I had talent, and she didn't. So, imagine my private disgust when she got a prime job at the Garret Agency, and I was still only free-lancing. She got the job because she was what I was not. ...
I lived in part of the house, the rest being occupied by father, my 37 year old Step mother and her sixteen year old daughter. My Grandparents had died 5 years ago and left over 5 million in trust for me when I reached 25 years old. My father who is 60 years old has power over my trust fund and as long as I 'Keep out of trouble' as he puts it for the next two years I'm set for life. I told my father I was taking a year or so out from University to experience 'life' and would return to finish my...
Spanking*BEAP*BEAP*BEAP Your awaken to the annoying sound of your alarm and try too cover your ears by burying your head in your pillow but to no avail. So you get off the hotel bed too turn off the alarm and wonder why you had an alarm set. You turn your head too see if your girlfriend is still sleeping but you find her gone. Your too tired too think about what happened to your girlfriend so you just go to the bathroom to get yourself more awake. As you leave your welcomed too the sweet smell of bacon...
RomancePart One As the music played, I tried to make my legs do everything that was required of them, but I knew it was useless. I was nineteen, twenty in a couple of months, and I had only really taken up this course to keep my figure trim. The constant small details insisted on by my tutor were impossible for me to do. My heart wasn't really in it. Maybe if I'd had the little girl's dream of being a ballerina... But, I didn't. I had a good upbringing, if a bit loveless, and was rather...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. I am a country boy. My name is Bill Carlson. I have an Associate Degree in Animal Husbandry, and all I ever wanted was to own my own feed store and raise a family. After finishing junior college, I married my high school sweetheart, Janice. We grew up together, and she was the only girl I ever imagined myself living with. She was a pretty, brunette, and had a nice body even after having two boys. I was proud to have her as my wife, and would...
The air circulates. Grasses, brown and arid in this semi-desert land, move with the breeze. Inside body armour it matters not a jot. Sweat trickles down your back, your chest ... irritatingly around your groin. So you wait. Stand as ordered, formed in a regulation square. And wait to hear what platitudes shall be offered. Crap, of course. Total crap. We were told that we would be holding the line. A very fresh faced young officer, doing the telling, still looking rumpled from the brief...
Back in those days I had considered myself to be a bit of a Don Juan, sowing my wild oats wherever I could. Well, anyone that lived through the later part of the sixties will remember what it was like back then. Free Love, they called it, the Pill had been invented, was becoming widely available and there was no HIV to worry about back then. Yes, there were other things you could pick up, but a couple of trips to the clinic normally sorted those out. Christ, if it had two legs and a skirt, you...
Reddit Women of Color, aka r/WomenOfColor/! I must say that multiracial bitches pack quite a punch when it comes to the stuff they strut. It’s not that I have anything against white bitches. In fact, I don’t give a fuck about busting a nut into white bitches. But let me be honest. Mixed race bitches often pass off as sexier and more exotic compared to your ordinary white neighborhood whores. I am not sure what is your take on this. But fuck you! I don’t give a fuck about your fucking take....
Reddit NSFW Listr/PornhubComments, aka Reddit PornhubComments! Masturbating increases mood and even boosts immune system function, so by now, people who masturbate several times a day like the PornGeek should be invincible, right? Well, not exactly, I mean too much of anything isn’t a good thing, but then again there are always other ways to make yourself feel better and not end up being miserable and self-loathing - and one of the most effective ways to do this is, believe it or not, through laughing. And no,...
Reddit NSFW ListI thought Semenax was going to be a porn comic about a barbarian with a raging sword of flesh, hacking and slashing his way through big-titted orc sluts, elven nymphettes and probably some furry fox bitches in keeping with the typical formula. It turns out I was wrong. Semenax.com definitely still falls into a niche, one that may well be of more interest to the random pervert than some homemade hentai for neckbeards. What’s more appealing to you, a cum-based fantasy weapon or a real-life boost...
Male Enhancement PillsThe story which you are about to read may, at times, may seem quite preposterous. I have often wished that it was an episode of a nightmare or something, but I assure you that it is not. In fact it is probably true that I am enjoying my new life.? I have done so on the explicit instructions of my mistress’s who hopes that in the recounting of my life story, that in the process of the telling of my story that I may come to more fully realise how happy I am at being able to satisfy and accept...
Fetish"Repayment" "Come on it'll be fun!" Cassie insisted as we stood in her bedroom. "Just let me tie you up just a little. You aren't afraid are you?" she said. It was a bit embarrassing climbing onto her bed, being totally shaved and wearing her pink satin panties along with a garterbelt and a pair of glossy sheer nylon stockings but in knowing I would be getting all the fantastic sex I could handle later I went along with her all to her delight. She was a fantastic mistress and was...
Repayment Ryan glanced up at the clock and saw that it was finally midnight. It had been hard to wait this long, but he had set rules for himself for a reason. Walking across his marble floors he looked out the floor to ceiling windows that stared out over the peaceful Pacific ocean. The moonlight danced off the ocean that washed against the cliff far below. Going over to a door with a biometric lock on it Ryan used his full hand print to open it. He didn’t have neighbors...
It was around 8:00-9:30pm, and I was on my way to a party. It was a nice night, so I decided to walk, and as I was walking past the park I heard a scream, so I ran to investigate. I saw a young woman being chased by two men, so I ran to help her, when I caught up to the men I punched the bigger one in the face, breaking his nose. As the second one ran at me I dodged him and pushed him into a tree, knocking him out. As I went up to the woman to see how she was, I realised how beautiful she was....
EroticDisclaimer: The usual boilerplate! if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgendered or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Mentor By Patricia Ashley Beakman had often felt out of place in her first year of college. She was pretty but not quite beautiful, her red hair and green eyes tempered by an angular face and sharp features. She was...
Fragments By Emma Smith Chapter 1 Cathy We parked the car close to the place and walked the remaining few hundred yards. It's not a nice part of town and the three of us are a little uncomfortable being there. We've been here before though and we know where we're going. There's a little alleyway next to a warehouse. Half way along this passageway is a shop. It's musty place full of old things. Some of them would clean up nicely. They might fetch a good price in one of...
Dimensions by DC My crush on Jamie Campbell started in the summer of 1991. I saw her at the movie theater and thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. The problem was her terrible personality. She was a snob. She only hung out with the jocks and was really rude to us nerdy types. Anyhow, I had asked her out and she replied with a simple, "no." Now, I was crushed and found out that she later dated some older guy from another school. After that went sour (in...
I had watched the manor for over a week. I had even been inside a couple of times. Merchant Saghir was a cruel backstabbing bastard which is why he had made my list. The port city of Salmara was several leagues wide and extended twice that back along the Salmara river. I finally stood as I heard the sounds below quiet and took three running steps. I jumped and shifted into one of my elemental forms. I drifted across the two dozen paces as if I were a cloud. When I reached the other roof I let...
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Retirement By Margaret Jeanette Bill Riggens was a happy man. He had one more week to work then he would be retired. At supper on Friday night he told Sarah, his wife, that the forty-five years had actually went pretty fast. He also told her the meat was a little overdone. He was always complaining about her cooking. She didn't say anything but knew he would soon be talking different. She saw him itch his breast and smiled to herself. After supper he went to sit in his...