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It is a cool clear night in early spring, Ponyville is getting ready for summer and the major growing season, and for a secret that everyone over the age of 18 knows but no one talks about. Spring is the 'season of love' in Ponyville and there are a lot of newborn babies right now, pony children gestating for 11 months, and the hospital maternity ward flooding right at the end of winter with all the children that were conceived this time last year. No one knows why but everypony over the age of 18 becomes maddeningly horny at night when the spring winds blow out of the Everfree, and many new relationships start at this time of year, not to mention more than a few 'shotgun' weddings about 4 months later over the years.
However, though some ponies have to be forced to the altar most go willingly well before that: the 'winds of love' only make ponies distractedly aroused, they don't rob them of their reason: and if a person does not have a 'special somepony' already they usually handle the arousal by masturbation: its the ones that are already in a committed relationship or have been trying to get that special pony's attention that end up having sex and getting pregnant.
It is the first night of the 'season of love' and the wind is blowing out of the Everfree, tonight will be a night of passion and new beginnings, and many's the newborn foal of next year will be conceived tonight...
Your name is Jess (Jessica) G.M. (Gertrude Maurine) Doorman and you are a fairly normal single mother of three who is just just trying to get by and raise your two sons and a daughter to adulthood with no income but government subsidies. You are checking your e-Mail one afternoon when you come upon a bemusing and strange message. Congratulations! You have won a free 50,000.00 Credit, three day maximum, (3 minutes in your home time-line), no strings attached, shopping spree at Tartorika...
Chat Guest: Darkside On Saturday July,10 1999 4PM PST Moderated by Wendy-J Edited by Anne-Mal You can e-mail Darkside at: [email protected] We start after a missing few minutes... (*Wendy-J) Glad I waited a sec to do that! (Paul1954) God not again, I've only just sobered up after the last time!!! (Nostrumo) Oh no! They're starting again with an orgy! (*Wendy-J) We can wait or start any time DS. (SteveZ) I'm just hoping the system doesn't drop out on me like it...
Rachel had, originally, been wearing leggings with unicorn panties that morning. As she had been making her breakfast, she couldn’t help but think of that unicorn laughing at her desperate attempts at masturbation, and just couldn’t focus. Smiling unicorn HAD to go! She ran to her room and yanked open her closet. Rachel decided on a skirt and a button up white dress shirt. Her skirt was her absolute favorite thing she owned. Rachel began to smile, just at the thought of putting it on....
It had only been a couple days since my wild photo session with Bob and his beautiful wife Krystal. It had started out as a glamour photo session (even though I've mostly only done nature stuff as a hobby) and ended up with a three-way. Krystal, shy as I've always known her, really let loose when she had her husband in front of her and me behind, servicing her at both ends, so to speak. Anyway, my phone rang, and I went to answer it. I was surprised to hear her voice on the line since she...
Mr. Harrington was my favorite teacher in high school. He was twenty-three and in just his second year of teaching. He was only six years older than me when I was in his English class. He was the most handsome man, with the most incredible sparkling blue eyes, I had ever seen. I still clearly remember how I used to fantasize about running my fingers through his sandy-blonde hair while I sat in his classroom, staring at him for the entire period. In this fantasy I would kiss his lips as my hands...
TabooThe days that followed the party, Sara seemed to be almost flirtatious with me. I was sure she knew it was me in the darkroom. I would catch her walking around in her night shirt or bikini. She would have a little extra sway in her hips as she passed by, as if to say “Look at my ass.” I swear she would find things to suck on in front of me jus to tease me with that big smile across her face. Still she didn’t mention anything about it directly. As the days passed her flirtation...
"Dear mother and father," Ayeka wrote. Now siting in her side of the divided room she shared with Sasami. "I hope this writing finds you in the best of heath. I must confess I have been remiss in my correspondence with you, but with father's quite verbal abatements as to my 'living in shameful denial of my family duties' Nothing I could offer would have done more than simply aggravate the situation. To that end, I hope this pronouncement will gladden father's heart, as I wish to...
Mellissa was a freshman and was taking the photography class because it was a requirement for her major. Her boyfriend was also in the class and I always saw them smooching in the hall before class and they always walked in with his hand on her ass. I was jealous of her boyfriend. I wanted Mellissa. Mellissa was a little plump but she was not fat. She was about 5’5”, and I would say about a 150 pounds. She had a beautiful round ass. She had long curly red hair, blue eyes, and few...
Tripletit Welcome Copyright Oggbashan November 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is an immediate sequel to Journey to Tripletit. The events in both stories happen shortly after those in my stories ‘Tripletit’ and ‘Saving The Planet...
The cute-faced, 19-y/o Maureen wasn't just a punk slut. Punk, she most certainly was, with tattoos and a mohawk of dark hair, while she much more rated as the notoriously skankier than skankiest sex-bum her many bangers had ever known – which is redundant to say about the immensely twisted 'ho who absolutely detested nice fucks from nice guys. To put it mildly, Maureen took pride in being a low-down junk-scrap when dicks were stuffed in her slenderly sexy flesh including a chest adorned...
It had taken me a full ten minutes to realise that my girlfriend and I had wandered into a den of lesbian iniquity. It was disguised as a pub come nightclub and was populated by around ninety-nine per cent gay people, not that I minded because I didn’t. I considered myself the one per cent that was not outright gay, but I was considering my options at that time and had dabbled a little with my hands and lips.The pub seemed to be divided into discrete areas. The walkway between the bar and...
HumorThe last time the water bandits had hit Frank Kabrosky and Jose Ferrera's claim, they were unprepared. Five anonymous figures with shiny faceplates, three wicked looking clubs with sharp spikes on the ends, and they had to flee in awkward hopping bounds, to preserve suit integrity, leaving the bandits to transfer six-thousand gallons of water they had toiled the past four months to refine from the unforgiving hard rock extraction mine. There are no guns on the moon. Just five months earlier,...
You feel your body jolt forward and suddenly stop. You stumble around for a few steps as your head shakes and nausea sinks in. You bend over with your hands on your knees as you try to stabilize yourself while also not throwing up. After taking a few deep breaths your head starts to feel fine and the nausea goes away until you can finally stand upright again. As you do you look around and notice you’re surrounded by nothingness except whiteness. “Where the hell am I?” you openly ask even though...
FantasyYou wake up, or at least the closest thing to waking up. All around you is a bright, searing light. It has no source yet it burns with a raging heat, as if sentient, that you want desperately to avoid but you cannot close your eyes. You reach to cover your face but you find you have no arms, nor even a face. You can feel your body, every nerve ending shattering like glass and limbs flailing, but it is not visible or present. The broken remains of your consciousness tumble through the emptiness...
FetishOne night after my wife and I had a bit of a spat, I went to a gay bar in town. I was pissed off and did not want to be around any women. Of course the wife thought I just went to the “a bar” but I wanted a bit more than a ‘cooling off’ beer. Being new to town I was just learning the scene and had passed this small bar with a rainbow flag a number of times on my commute. I decided to check it out. The windows were all coated as to let a little light in, but no one could see inside. I opened the...
Steve's alarm went off at 7:00 on Saturday. It was unusual for him to get up earlier than 9:00 on the weekend, but he had signed up to teach English to immigrants at the library once a month and today was his first day. He rolled out of bed, checked his email. Nothing yet. A shower and breakfast and he was on the road. Thirty minutes later and he was helping a group of three elderly Indian ladies learn the days of the week in English. "Sunday," they repeated after him, "Monday, Tuesday,...
ExhibitionismSteve came home from a sociology class to a general uproar Friday afternoon. "Have you heard about it?" Justin said as Steve put down his backpack. "What? Did someone run us out of milk again?" Steve joked. "Just read this," Anthony ordered. "Read it off my screen." The email had been sent anonymously, but specifically to the guys that shared the house- Steve, Anthony, Gabe, Justin, and Dieter. Steve read with mounting astonishment. ---- You guys have really gotten our attention. We're a...
ExhibitionismThe sound of booming horns hadn’t faded yet as the war machines setup along the frontline shot their first volley of missiles. The Manthakin army used every kind of war machine known on Calmyra. Ballistae, catapults and trebuchets in every form and size, hurled their arrows and javelins, jars and pots filled with burning or explosive mixtures, or simply large rocks at the defenders of Vernya. Roban watched several burning jars made of clay thrown in his direction, but they overflew his...
Waterbury Hills, CA, was the epicenter of the Hippies' movement of the 1960s and 70s. Now in 1990, things were a bit more mainstream, but still left of center compared to the rest of America. The locals held onto their very liberal outlook on life, and the transplanted residents generally found their way to Waterbury Hills intentionally. Indeed, realtors regularly warned out-of-town transferees to carefully study the culture of the city and to decide if the very relaxed approach to life is a...
ExhibitionismResidential Marriage Guidance - Aftercare Xxx So, a sequel to a sequel or the third part of a trilogy? The idea for this came to me as I was finishing "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance" and I just had to write it. You'll probably have to read "Advanced Residential Marriage Guidance to learn the characters and background and get the most from this story. As always, feedback on what you find hot and what is not is gratefully appreciated - same goes for my other stories if...
SELF-ADMINISTERED AFTERCARE By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2020 Warning: If you don't like reading Fiction Mania stories, then stop reading now. Author's Note: None. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. RT MY WEEKEND I woke up wanting to kill someone. I lay on my bed in my...
It was a distinct surprise to Mr. Duchose to find himself in the empty white room, still lying in bed, but clearly not the bed, nor the room, where he had fallen asleep. He didn’t seem to feel entirely himself in other ways. When he’d retired for the night, he felt a distinct soreness in the throat which usually indicated the onset of a bad cold or flu, accompanied by a feverishness and headache. His body had the normal aches of a 68-year old man, but more intense tonight, more...
Glimpses of the Afterlife By Ellie Dauber © 2006 Saddam Hussein closed his eyes for a moment as the noose was lowered down over his head. He felt the rope, coarse fiber against his throat under his beard. "Go to hell," someone yelled. "You first," he answered back. He saw the executioner reach for the lever that would drop the floor beneath him, and he began to recite the Koranic verse of acceptance. "There is no G-d but Allah, and Mohammed is his prophet. The floor fell...
We stuck around for two more days but it was increasingly evident that Simonov had slipped through the dragnet and was probably already back in the Ukraine. I made sure to get the contact information for the various teams involved. There might come a time when I need the support again and they would know I was good for the charges too. Luis was glad to hear that things had turned out well and reported that he hadn’t seen even the smallest sign that there was danger down there in the keys. He...
This follows on from my two previous stories, so if you haven’t already done so you might want to read them first. The Unexpected Welcome I walked through the front door and shouted out the normal homecoming welcome “Hi Honey, I’m home”, trying to act as normal as possible so as not to betray the fact that I had just had the best sex of my life with Sam and Jackie. Sharon came running out of the kitchen, wearing a nice red miniskirt and a tight t-shirt, threw her arms around me and gave me a...
This follows on from my two previous stories, so if you haven’t already done so you might want to read them first.The Unexpected WelcomeI walked through the front door and shouted out the normal homecoming welcome “Hi Honey, I’m home”, trying to act as normal as possible so as not to betray the fact that I had just had the best sex of my life with Sam and Jackie.Sharon came running out of the kitchen, wearing a nice red miniskirt and a tight t-shirt, threw her arms around me and gave me a big...
Obviously our arrival had been witnessed because we'd hardly reached the gates before they opened and two armed guards escorted us to an office in the main building where a burly Tumalian greeted us with a surprisingly friendly smile. "So you are the ones who wanted to sample the delights of our camp. I'm Captain Quaro." He extended his hand in Sumala's direction but I stepped forward and shook it. "Elaine Eves, and no, we didn't wish to come here but the Major had other...
I have often wondered how Lisa, my wife, will react if a black man approaches her sexually when I'm not around. I know how aroused she gets and the intensity of the orgasms she has when we talk of her being with a huge dicked black man while she's in the throes of love-making. Just the sight of a thick long black cock is enough to cause her to become wet immediately. For some reason, I have never fully understood why, but just knowing how hot it makes her thinking of fucking a...
Elise stirred from her sleep, pulled from the warm comfort of slumber by the nagging pressure of her bladder. She groaned, pushing the covers off her and shivering in the cold of the room. She walked down the short hallway of her corner apartment to the bathroom, her bare skin puckering into goosebumps from the chill. Why the hell is it so cold? She wondered but was still too sleepy to fully investigate. Her eyes too sensitive for the light, she didn't turn the light on. She took care...
Introduction: Elise will have to admit sooner or later that she really enjoys being taken… Authors Note: Now, I did write all of this. This is my own writing. However, this story is very influenced by the story Isabelles Awakening on literotica by Jasmine30. It used to be on this site under a different name, Nightly Intruder by YngHoneyCandy but was taken down, most likely because it was not hers. I thought Id put this disclaimer so people werent like, You stole this idea from...
It took three days before we found out what happened almost twenty miles off the coast, in the Gulf of Mexico. The US Coast Guard, with the help of the US Navy at Naval Air Station Key West and the US Army’s Special Forces Underwater Operations school in Key West, captured a Panamanian registry, one-hundred-and-seventy-foot mega yacht carrying kidnapped children for sale. It was the largest bust in decades of a sex slavery ring and probably the largest ever in US history where the potential...
He was my newest consenting slave. I found him yesterday at work and invited him into my lair for some heavy bondage. After he followed me home, he agreed to let me tie him upon the workbench where he could stew all night in the dark. Now, this new morning, I was ready to make him suffer even more. He was going to like it. I was sure of that. His six-foot-four lanky twenty-five year old naked frame stretched out nicely on the wooden table where I tied him. The leather cuffs I was going to...
BDSMThey were still giggling when they entered Kerry’s house. As soon as the door was shut, Dearglil pushed Kerry up against the wall, kissing her hard on the lips. Kerry was surprised and caught unawares, but quickly got into it, returning the passionate kiss. Their school bags dropped to the floor as their arms wrapped around each other. Dearglil moved a hand between Kerry’s thighs, going straight for her pussy, delving into her pants to touch her mons. “You’re still moist.” “I...” “You’re...
Her parents were drinking again. Wendy hoped that there was enough for them to pass out. Especially her father. Fear kept her awake, listening to the clink of bottles. Subconsciously, her fingertips traced the bruise on her arm. The latest of many. The clock on the bedside table turned midnight, as she heard footsteps on the stairs. Don’t stop, don’t stop... She silently pleaded. The footsteps stopped. Maybe there was a chance... Her bedroom door opened, the bottom dragging heavily against...
Saturday morning, I woke and rolled over to look at the clock on the bedside table. Somehow, I wasn’t all that shocked to see it was barely five in the morning. My dreams had been filled with Jake Reilly. Sometimes he was fifty feet tall and breathed fire, sometimes he was regular sized, but the voice that came from his mouth was his son Everett’s. In one dream, the man just broke down and cried. Nothing he said made sense and it caused him to cry even harder. The whole time, Rene sat there...
The next morning, we were up early, retracing our steps to the heliport. Jake thought we should go ahead and hit River Ranch in Killeen so he had arranged for the helicopter to take us. It was a two-hour drive or forty minutes in a Helicopter, though the ranch was actually not in Killeen. It was outside the hilariously named town of Ding Dong, Texas, just south of Killeen and the huge army base of Fort Hood. The ranch was centered on the Lampasas River which meandered through the property...
It was Friday and Alan and Debbie had asked me at lunch if they could get a ride. Their parents were up in Fort Lauderdale at some event and wouldn’t be back until late that night and it had been raining all day. The bus ride that morning hadn’t been too bad, but they were dreading the one int the afternoon. When I suggested they come and hang out at my place this afternoon, eat dinner with me and my uncle, they were all for it. I had a desktop PC, an Xbox One and a PS4 in my room, so if...
I finally got what I wanted. Once my car was back and repaired, I settled down and the rest of the year was quiet. Well, if you can count any room with Debbie in it as quiet. The woman talked non-stop and usually about things that made others uncomfortable. She could be amusing though, and her girlfriend Amy was a saint. They seemed pretty serious for a high school couple, already looking at colleges together. Debbie still hadn’t given up on getting me to date and had taken to inviting girls...
The dreams were back with a vengeance, Everett alive and as evil as ever. I was nine all over again and watching while he toyed with his victim, the living meat sack that had been the boy before me. Only this time, we were on a boat, and there were girl meat sacks. None of them were really alive; all were waiting for that final cut. I watched, helpless, as he went from one to the next, each time asking me if I was paying attention ... asking if I was watching their eyes. When I woke again,...
When we left, we reversed course, pouring Jake into the limo and then decanting him and Liz from the Limo and pouring them both into the helicopter at the convention center. We couldn’t pull off the same return spot though, the helicopter was not cleared to the roof because of some LifeFlight activity nearby, so we had to land on another just a block away. That caused another problem though, in that our armored vehicles were not ready and we had to arrange for someone to come in who was off...
I dug into my wallet for the cards I had received and called the state department guy who had come down to meet me when I got back from the ill-fated trip to the Bahamas. “Meir.” A gruff voice answered the call with only a name. “Mister Meir, Jack McCoy. We met a while back about some freed slaves?” “Of course, I remember you, Jack. What’s up? Find more damsels in distress?” His voice warmed considerably and the humor in his tone was clear. “Actually, the same ladies may be in big...
When I came out again, hair still wet from the shower and the light hurting my eyes, I was surprised to see Dean and Deb playing cards on the table in the suite’s little breakfast nook. The both looked up and I could see them examining me, but I didn’t want to talk just yet. Instead, I ordered room service. I had a thought when I hung up the phone. If there had been a phone in the room, I probably wouldn’t have come out until my money ran out. They would have either had me committed or they...
I got my acceptance from UT without having to buy a new library or a pool or something. My grade point average throughout high school at stayed at 3.85 or better and this year would be the same. That and my being a cash student got me accepted pretty quickly! This line of thought made me think that visiting Austin over Christmas break might be a good idea. I wasn’t sure if living in the penthouse would be the best idea or whether I should get more modest student housing. Thankfully, while UT...
When school ended, Debbie met me at my car, a big smile on her face and she hugged me and gave me a toe curler of a kiss. She was in her regular clothes, a pair of surfer shorts, a polo shirt and an industrial strength bra, evidently! I had warned Dean and Deb that I was bringing a girl home, but not who. It didn’t matter they were both out of the house, though I wasn’t sure where. To be safe, I reset the alarm once we were inside. I got us some sodas and, when I turned to offer one to Deb,...
The yacht wasn’t two hundred feet, it was actually two hundred and sixty-one. That was like one and a half E-Keys tacked on to a two-hundred-foot boat. So ... yeah, big! We flew into Miami and then boarded a helicopter that would take us down to the docks where she was moored. I spent the time in the air reading what I could find about our new floating transportation. It was a 1990 Blohm & Voss boat with some amazing amenities. A formal dining room that would seat eighteen, a pool deck...
We ended up spending a whole week in London, trying to get to the bottom of this. Technically, I didn’t have to be there once I had given my statement, since I was not really part of the Demeter Foundation. The reality was that it was my organization and I was going to fix things or shut it down. Frank and Nancy were apoplectic when they learned everything that was going on. Frank flew to London, arriving on my third day here, and was a whirlwind in getting the office back in order again,...
This is a continuing story that begins with ‘Darkroom – Monday.’ —- Steve arrived at the mall about half an hour after it opened. Monday hadn’t told him what time to be there, and he didn’t feel like waiting. She had said she was going to break the rules, and he fervently hoped she wanted to break them thoroughly. He was skipping his physics class for this meeting. The massage kiosk was near one of the ends of the mall. Steve had always wondered who would want to get a massage with all those...
This is a continuing story that begins with "Darkroom - Monday."----Steve arrived at the mall about half an hour after it opened. Monday hadn't told him what time to be there, and he didn't feel like waiting. She had said she was going to break the rules, and he fervently hoped she wanted to break them thoroughly. He was skipping his physics class for this meeting. The massage kiosk was near one of the ends of the mall. Steve had always wondered who would want to get a massage with all those...
ExhibitionismUSS Yosemite One Year Ago: Captain Gombe wanted to be anywhere else in the universe but where he was now. Fighting Klingons. Trapped in an event horizon. Back at the Academy getting yelled at by the Superintendent. Anywhere else. Certainly his Chief Medical Officer looked like he’d join him anywhere, Dr Rabin to have aged ten years since they picked up the survivors of the Corvallen freighter. ‘In all my years in this job, I’ve never seen physically injuries as extensive as this on someone...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words ‘EROS ACADEMY’ emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallowed hard. ‘Darling please, you seem so nervous, try to relax. This should be a happy day for you,’ came a slow, slurred voice from across...
The limousine pulled through the imposing rod iron gate, the words “EROS ACADEMY” emblazoned above it. As the wheels rolled up the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, Michael felt his heart flutter as he looked at the tremendous building on the other end of the grounds. He could see other cars and gaggles of people milling about. He swallowed hard. “Darling please, you seem so nervous, try to relax. This should be a happy day for you,” came a slow, slurred voice from across...
NovelsI’ve put together web-links for The Aoeline Hall concert, and all the chapter title songs that I’ve included in this 4th Book of The Energists series. I am not including a web-links for the chapter songs that I have already included in the ‘concert playlist’ for The Aoeline Hall concert. If I used some special videos of a song to help with writing this story, I will include them. I’ve also included any ‘extra songs’ in this book, such as: Running with the Devil, Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap,...
I’ve put together web-links for the Glencoe High concert from Chapter 50, and all the chapter title songs included in this 3rd Book of The Energists series. I have not including a web-link to songs that I included in the ‘concert playlist’ for the Glencoe concert in the chapter list. If I used some special videos of a song to help with writing this story, I have include it in either the concert or chapter lists. I’ve also included any ‘extra songs’ I used in this book, such as: Lost in Love,...
I’ve put together web-links for the Medway’s Halloween Dance during Mike’s and Tempe’s NIS Week, and all the chapter title songs that were in this 5th Book of The Energists series. I am not including a web-link to songs that I already included in the ‘concert playlist’ for the Halloween Dance in the chapter song list. If I used a special video of a song to help with writing this story, I have included it in these lists. I’ve also included any ‘extra songs’ in this book, such as: Runaround...
"Well, then let's go on a road trip!" Chad says to me, after I complained that we hardly do anything anymore. Chad and I have been together for almost two years. I love him, with all my heart. He is the only guy that I have ever been with. We tell each other everything, from our darkest fantasies to our darkest secrets. But lately, all he ever does is work. All he gives me is false hope and broken promises. "Are you mocking me?" I ask, angry. "You think that after ignoring me for almost one...
CuckoldThe thick leather paddle whipped into Owen's bare ass repeatedly. Just when it was starting to feel good, the blonde young woman behind him stopped. “Are you OK? Am I going too hard?” “I'm fine, Mistress Jade. Harder, please.” She'd already asked the question, or some variation of it, at least a dozen times. It was starting to get ridiculous. Her inexperience was showing more clearly with every act. Caution was fine, especially when it was your first session with a new sub, but at some...
*SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK* The thick leather paddle whipped into Owen's bare ass repeatedly. Just when it was starting to feel good, the blonde young woman behind him stopped. "Are you OK? Am I going too hard?" "I'm fine, Mistress Jade. Harder, please." She'd already asked the question, or some variation of it, at least a dozen times. It was starting to get ridiculous. Her inexperience was showing more clearly with every act. Caution was fine, especially when it was your...
“Today, Rachel, we begin the second test.” I said to the mortal, “I just need you to lie on your back and relax.” We were in a therapist’s office, with cream colored walls, brown carpeting and windows that looked out onto a hellish cityscape below us. I was dressed in a white dress shirt, with a black skirt, black high heels and rectangular glasses. I enjoyed playing the part of the therapist, and was fully committed to the role, though, I did unbutton my shirt low enough to reveal my...