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Itsuki enters the office of Maiko Shimazaki the hot ex model sits behinder her desk. He needs all his willpower not to constantly look at her cleavage. As usual she wears a white blouse with a lot of cleavage.
"Hi Itsuki" she says
The sign read ‘Harpersville – 1 mile’ and just beyond it another sign listed the restaurants and other services available at the exit. I needed gas and there was a Conoco station at the exit and I had a Conoco card so I pulled into the right lane and slowed for the exit. As I filled the tank I looked around and saw that there was a restaurant across the street. It was a little early for supper, but what the hell, I was already stopped. After I topped off I drove over to the restaurant and went...
The sign read "Harpersville – 1 mile" and just beyond it another sign listed the restaurants and other services available at the exit. I needed gas and there was a Conoco station at the exit and I had a Conoco card so I pulled into the right lane and slowed for the exit. As I filled the tank I looked around and saw that there was a restaurant across the street. It was a little early for supper, but what the hell, I was already stopped. After I topped off I drove over to the restaurant and...
I’m Amy Haneko Adams, Japanese-American visiting the Tokyo area after an unexpected escapade earlier in the year. I just love to wear fashionable garter belts, sheer panties, and vintage nylon stockings—especially RHTs. My last adventure in the Tokyo waterfront district really reinforced my addiction to sexy underwear and nylons. Now I seek chances to be out in public with stockings and hope for some exciting experiences. It’s a rush! It was early summer in Tokyo, to the weather was warming...
I’m Amy Haneko Adams, Japanese-American visiting the Tokyo area after an unexpected escapade earlier in the year. I just love to wear fashionable garter belts, sheer panties, and vintage nylon stockings—especially RHTs. My last adventure in the Tokyo waterfront district really reinforced my addiction to sexy underwear and nylons. Now I seek chances to be out in public with stockings and hope for some exciting experiences. It’s a rush! It was early summer in Tokyo, to the weather was warming up....
ExhibitionismI think it was the Tokyo light. In any case, Sayaka and I were sharing an awkward cup of coffee, Saturday morning, the warm Tokyo sun streaming in through the window of my apartment. The night before, Yumi. Sayaka and I had watched a film after dinner. Sayaka showed up early, and we were pointedly talking very little. I am a lawyer in an international firm, and had been transferred to the Japanese office in Tokyo a year before. Yumi is my girlfriend. Sayaka is her best friend. Sayaka is bi, and...
AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don’t fully translate I’ve added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or another kind of work: the work of being fashionable, or up-to-date, or whatever. Harajuku and Akibahara were as businesslike and devoid of...
For some reason, Sophie had always been drawn to Asian men. Growing up in a small town, there were none around, but that didn't stop her from fantasizing. Spending hours watching K-dramas and Japanese anime, she grew to love Asia even more. When college finally rolled around, she decided she wanted to go to a university in Tokyo. Needless to say, her parents weren't thrilled with her packing up and moving around the world. A college in the US was what they wanted, but nothing could stop her....
Tokyo Subway NOTE: As much as I’d like this to happen to myself, this is completely fictional! ----NeedForSex Damn, I swore to myself as I forced my way to the front of the line through the gigantic crowd of people. But that was to be expected in a subway station at rush hour in downtown Tokyo. I was already lucky, being nearly 7 foot, towering over the majority of people. Not to mention that I owned a car, being a successful businessman, though sometimes I still had to take the subway while it...
VoyeurStarted writing this years ago and lost interest after getting the Gossip Girl stories going. Those of you who do not like the way the story is broken apart when FictionMania publishes it can email me directly at [email protected] to get the raw file for easier reading using Microsoft Notepad. Majorette Mirage 1 As I sat on the edge of Talitha's bed watching her tap her foot on the carpet, I tried to come up with a solution to the huge problem we...
Anyone looking for easier reading of this chapter can message me at [email protected] for the raw file using Microsoft Notepad. Majorette Mirage 2 The next morning I awoke to Talitha's gentle nudges. "Jamie Lynn, it's time to rise sweetie." I rolled over on my side wanting to sleep more but she pulled the covers off of me and cracked my pantied ass. Crack! "Come on Jamie Lynn get up we have to get breakfast and then go over the routine." I...
Terry couldn’t draw. Every time he tried to the blank page stared back at him, virgin white, and all he could think about was whether Mika would call him. When he had met her, he had experienced a huge spurt of creative energy, and now that she was gone the well was dry. Terry guessed that maybe all that shit about muses was right after all. He drifted through the next day, pacing around his room like he was going somewhere, continuing his diet of instant noodles, deflecting Naomichi’s...
The shoujo magazine’s office was a world removed from the cramped bedrooms and convention halls that Terry associated with comic production. It was on the eighteenth floor of a towering dark green office building, and staffed by the same army of cubicle-dwelling salarymen as all of the other businesses. As he passed by their workstations he noticed that every one seemed identical: computer and phone in exactly the same spot, pictures of families that all looked the same all facing at the exact...
Ryan Bradshaw wasn’t entirely sure what to do with Sakura’s assignment. It felt like a bomb that she had lobbed across his desk and into his lap, all with that innocent smile on her face. It was a provocation, he was sure. For a routine end-of-year creative writing assignment, Sakura had submitted a translation of the first chapter of a novel she was writing, one she had loudly talked about with her friends in class. They all were sure it was brilliant, without seeing a word of it. It was a...
They sat there in little stapled magazines, surprisingly real. Their titles read School Hearts in English (it was originally going to be Entwined Hearts, but Naomichi insisted that no one in Japan knew what ‘entwined’ meant). The first issue’s cover was graced with an image of Yui, the second’s by one of Sakura. The covers were done in black and white, partly to attract attention and partly because they couldn’t afford any more colour ink. Every couple of minutes Terry would take a moment to...
You moan in frustration as the shower clicks off about a minute before you were ready for it. The damn water rationing was even more stringent in Japan than it was back home. You push your hair - longer and thicker than you were used to - out of your face and step out of the stall. You shiver as the cooler air of the bathroom assaults you and quickly towel yourself dry. Then you wipe the condensation from the mirror and look at the face in the mirror. It is not the face that you grew up...
Tokyo, rush hour, everybody is trying to get home after a long day’s work. With hundreds of other travelers I am pushed inside a subway train and end up squeezed tightly against a young Japanese woman. I feel anxious, not being able to move, I wait for claustrophobia to set in like it does every day in such situations. But then, suddenly, I feel calm, the soft noise of the train, its vibrations, people talking around me, everything disappears and there is only, you! Your body pressed tightly...
Terry couldn't draw. Every time he tried to the blank page stared back at him, virgin white, and all he could think about was whether Mika would call him. When he had met her, he had experienced a huge spurt of creative energy, and now that she was gone the well was dry. Terry guessed that maybe all that shit about muses was right after all. He drifted through the next day, pacing around his room like he was going somewhere, continuing his diet of instant noodles, deflecting Naomichi's...
They sat there in little stapled magazines, surprisingly real. Their titles read School Hearts in English (it was originally going to be Entwined Hearts, but Naomichi insisted that no one in Japan knew what "entwined" meant). The first issue's cover was graced with an image of Yui, the second's by one of Sakura. The covers were done in black and white, partly to attract attention and partly because they couldn't afford any more colour ink. Every couple of minutes Terry would take a...
The shoujo magazine's office was a world removed from the cramped bedrooms and convention halls that Terry associated with comic production. It was on the eighteenth floor of a towering dark green office building, and staffed by the same army of cubicle-dwelling salarymen as all of the other businesses. As he passed by their workstations he noticed that every one seemed identical: computer and phone in exactly the same spot, pictures of families that all looked the same all facing at the...
The plane banked as it gained elevation from the damp and wet London . Paul settled back in his first class seat with a frown etched on his face. He was irritated by a delay in take off. The fact that he had a major, in fact final fight with his girlfriend of 6 years added to the knot in his stomach. She had yet another excuse to avoid joining him on the short break to South Africa and when he confronted her about the late cancelation, she threw everything at him including a priceless Lalique...
The plane banked as it gained elevation from the damp and wet London . Paul settled back in his first class seat with a frown etched on his face. He was irritated by a delay in take off. The fact that he had a major, in fact final fight with his girlfriend of 6 years added to the knot in his stomach. She had yet another excuse to avoid joining him on the short break to South Africa and when he confronted her about the late cancelation, she threw everything at him including a priceless...
Straight SexSakura’s disappearance was abrupt and unexplained. She was missing, like a visible hole, from the last-day-of-school party, showed up late to all her exams in a wrinkly uniform and greasy hair, then brushed off Natsumi when she tried to talk to her afterwards. At the post-exam party (Natsumi sometimes felt her life was nothing but a procession of identical parties) Sakura was again missing in action, leaving Natsumi to drift around with Hayato, enduring his awkward flirtation and puppy-dog...
That night I fantasized about 1san blowing me while I beat off. The next day I canceled my plans and called and invited 1san over, he said okay and would call 2san. They arrived at about 1 with beer. We sat and they started peppering me with more dirty language questions. 2san asked if I had ever played a game called Bitch Slap Five. I had never heard of it but claimed they had read that it was very popular among boys in circle jerks who weren't getting laid yet, in America. They explained...
"Man, you're hopeless. You can't take her to a bookstore on the first date." Hide tells you "Why not? She might think it's an awesome idea." you argue "Look, don't do it. Trust me. She'll think your lame." "Then I'll take her to Big Girl for hamburgers." Hide laughs at your remark "I'm being serious, Hide. Quit laughing." "I know. That makes it even funnier. You can't take her to a place called Big Girl." he says "Since when are you the expert? Fine, and where would you take a date?" you...
I went again ! OMG. I got dressed up in my sluttiest hot pink outfit with blond wig and red lipstick. I had on my sky high sparkly heels and a hot pink pearl necklace. I stepped out of my car in broad daylight and walked to the front door. I hesitated and acted like I dropped something bending over and exposing my hot pink panties to all the guys in the parking area ! I sent a message out that I was ready to used like a slut. I payed my entrance fee and walked in. I immediately pulled my skirt...
Divorce lawyer Beverley Clark said her client, Judy Sexwale, "now had no choice" but to bring an urgent application for an interdict against her husband.Sexwale, who is locked in a bitter divorce from his wife of 20 years, is alleged to have phoned a family friend of Judy Sexwale on Monday, accusing her and a former security guard of using hardcore pornography.On Friday, Sexwale is said to have repeated the story to a second family friend - this time showing him "evidence" he claimed to have...
Ryan Bradshaw wasn't entirely sure what to do with Sakura's assignment. It felt like a bomb that she had lobbed across his desk and into his lap, all with that innocent smile on her face. It was a provocation, he was sure. For a routine end-of-year creative writing assignment, Sakura had submitted a translation of the first chapter of a novel she was writing, one she had loudly talked about with her friends in class. They all were sure it was brilliant, without seeing a word of it. It was...
Sakura's disappearance was abrupt and unexplained. She was missing, like a visible hole, from the last-day-of-school party, showed up late to all her exams in a wrinkly uniform and greasy hair, then brushed off Natsumi when she tried to talk to her afterwards. At the post-exam party (Natsumi sometimes felt her life was nothing but a procession of identical parties) Sakura was again missing in action, leaving Natsumi to drift around with Hayato, enduring his awkward flirtation and puppy-dog...
TokyoToshokan! Whenever you see a domain ending with .info at the end there are two possibilities in total. Either it’s a retarded site that nobody really wants to visit and the domain was literally a dollar for a year or something… OR it’s an amazing site that you’ll just never get enough of and they just use a shitty domain name and look of their site to hide their true intentions. Here’s the thing guys, TokyoTosho.info is definitely the latter of the two. What you need to know about...
Porn Torrent Sites----Author's note: This story is set in the world of my first story, Extreme Toyland, which features scenes of sadomasochism and sexual torture. Mistress Lisa and her slaves Daphne and Rick make an appearance in this story. Also present is Sarah, Mistress Lisa's young apprentice.----Synopsis: Mistress Lisa receives a request for a live session for her web site ExtremeToyland.com. A fan supplies her with the necessary torture equipment and Lisa takes a Judas Cradle session out on her masochist...
Finally, her door burst open and her mother trotted in, purse in hand, already dressed to go out for the day. “Get up, Hannah.” She nudged her daughter until she rolled off the far side of the bed. Hannah stood up groggily and swept her long tangled blonde hair out of her face. “Get dressed,” her mother ordered her. “Where are we going?” “To Doctor Brown’s,” she answered. “What? No, I told you I wasn’t going back there.” “Do you know how much I pay for those therapy sessions of yours?” her...
It was Sunday morning while my phone waked me up. It was Adam: 'Hi Dimitri, can you come to the bar at 8pm? It's urgent'. I replied 'yes, sure, See you!’ It seems that now - I'm in the club of the company - and finally hoped to deserve some big money. Otherwise, I realized that for his money I will have to torture and kill again, but there was no return. Of course once I must find a solution to stop this, but first I want to have enough money to immigrate and leave this shit-hole here....
This is my bdsm session story. I have divided the story in parts. This story is about how I came up with the idea of getting involved in a BDSM session. We are talking about a beautiful Indian girl named Archana. She is basicallya Tamil girl. She is a sweet natured girl with whom anyone can get closeeasily and within days of meeting her for the first time. She has many friends, mostly boys, who are very close to her. All her friends take full efforts to respect her and take care of her like a...
BDSMThis story is autobiographical, it is entirely true and presented without embellishment. For most of my life I've struggled with unknowns, unknowns about myself and uncertainties. Not so much uncertainties about my gender identity, I identify as male and have no feelings to the contrary but at the same time I've also felt a strong "feminine" side to myself that I couldn't deny but tried suppress, built into those delusions of what's "masculine", what's "feminine" and how it's wrong to...
As I set down with Sam bringing me a tall rum and coke I notice a gorgeous dark chocolate woman about 30 walking over to me. She asked if I was Doctor Wentz from across the street. I told her yes I am is there something I can help you with miss? A friend of mine has had a few sessions with you and told me that I was the only person that could help her and her family with a problem they are currently having at home. She mentioned that she was going to setup an appointment to see me, but...
The Session By holly I had decided to give myself a treat. After considering for sometime the consequences, I made the call. The voice on the other end was a pleasant sexy yet businesslike woman. We spoke briefly and I made an appointment to see her the following day. As I arrived at the Victorian style home, I worried a little that this might be more expensive than I was prepared to deal with. I had never experienced a 'professional' and if the house was any indication,...
The Session By Ellen I was nervous. Did I really want to go through with this appointment. As instructed I stood by a payphone and was told to call for the final directions. My mind told me it was time to turn around and go home. However my little mind was telling me to give myself over to the pleasure that possibly waited. I sifted through my change and took out a quarter and a dime. Then I made up my mind to make the call. I dropped the coins into the slots and dialed...
THE BACKGROUND I received the ultimate gift from my wife on my birthday. I had no clue she was getting this ready for me. She did a masterful job protecting it from me so I couldn’t catch on. It helped that I was distracted with work, of course. What was it, you ask? 10-day-old disgusting, smell and sweat-soaked, worn pantyhose, worn at work, to bed (she actually covered them with clean socks so I wouldn’t find out), to the gym, 16 hours a day, for 10 days straight. They were tan colored,...
THE SESSION!By Richard Belfry"TWACK" "AAAHHHH" The sting of my master's flogger feels so good against my back. Here I am strapped down to my master's favourite bench. It is actually a old wooden saw horse with D-rings fastened to the legs. My arms and legs are attached to these. No where to run, even if I wanted to. "TWACK" "AAAHHHH" He is such a good little slave. So receptive to my flogger. I love the red welts that it leaves on his back. Here he is restrained to my saw horse. My...
(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Five: Mother and Daughter's Naughty Session By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Group Session 1 with Jill and Mercedes Daniels “Mercedes, honey, please, strip naked,” Jill Daniels cajoled her daughter. The older woman, a sexy MILF with curly-brown hair and large breast, was already naked. She had her thighs pressed tight together like she was hiding her pussy, but she seemed open about the rest of her nudity....
Introduction: Part 2 Patience is a virtue, my ass! Whoever said that was a fucking moron who obviously never had to wait for anything. I glanced at my watch again and forced myself not to get up and pace. I was in my study, three copies of the contract in front of me: mine, Tanyas, and the new one that was signed by both of us. Ella had printed up my version a week ago, and Tanya had, surprisingly, made only a few changes to it. I was pleased to find out that she had the same hard limits that...
Early Experiences - Following 2nd session flogging For several days afterward I kept wondering when and what the next adventure would entail ; at work all Stu would say was we had to wait until his wife had arranged things ;my mind conjuring up all sorts of things , so it was a great relief the next Thursday to be told they would collect me from my digs on Saturday at 5.30pm and I should be freshly bathed and shaved , prepared for a possible overnight stay. They were punctual to the minute ;...
Hi stories readers! I am follower of this site from last 2 years and now I am narrating the story which was real incident happened last month, so moving in to story directly without any bluffing. I am 27 with 5.8 heights, fit personality and from Hyderabad. Heroine of this story is my colleague’s girlfriend. I joined recently to new company and transferred to Mumbai at client location .I found one colleague and his name is jai. He is cool guy and we become friends with in short time. As I was...
It has been a few months since I have been able to have a good old fashiioned wanking session. A whole day to play with my greased and shaved cock, to stop , start again and buld up a big load of jizzz in my nut sac. Welle today was the day.It has been warm so I got up out of bed, came down stairs naked and enjoyed the pleasure of walking around naked, Slowly I made coffe and slowly i started to play with my cock, didnt want to get going too fast so it was nice to spread itout between breakfast...
Without wasting any time, he said "Display, your target is the chandelier," and she immediately spread her feet wide, brought her arms up and interlocked her fingers behind her neck and turned her head to affix her gaze on the chandelier hanging forward and above her head. Erebus spoke to the crowd "Now before I start with the pain, it is important to show you obedience training. This display posture is an excellent technique in the slave training process. It is important to give your...
It was a beautiful sunny morning and I was at home revising for my exams. This was my last set of exams before I finished college and went to university. I decided to go and sit outside in the garden as it was so warm.It was lovely and quiet and the garden was not overlooked by any neighbours, so I had no distractions. After about ten minutes, I heard Jackie and David in the garden next door quietly chatting and laughing, then it went all quiet. I assumed they had gone back indoors. But...
VoyeurIntroduction: This is a follow up to my Council Retreat Day 1. I wrote this one before Day 2 because this is what was swimming around in my head. I may get to day 2 at some point. Again. this is a total work of fiction and if it offends you, dont read it. I would never wish this upon a real person. Amethyst is a virual character I once portrayed with a very good friend of mine playing my master. I hope you enjoy it. Erebus led an unbound Amethyst into the main hall. The amphitheatre was packed...
Written by PM on 02-05-2015Hello !Sorry for delay ... I've a real life too ... lolSo, Tuesday, 19h, guys come in (one already fucked, and another I've already see : very nice guy ). I'm not ready for my session. Take them beer, and massage book (they are here for that lol ! ). I go to my room, don't close the door, and change to my black swimsuit (with full back coverage : speedo hydrasuit). They can't see me when I change.Put baskets on, remake ponytail, and go with them. They help me to close...
WARNING and disclaimer, this story contains extreme torture. Electric play is potentially fatal and you should not attempt anything described here.The Session:I have had an obsession with pain for as long as I can remember. In my adult years the main focus has been with electro play. A deep desire for endless amounts of pain has haunted and motivated me to develop the knowledge needed to build computerized shock devices for self torture. For the longest time, it was enough to build more...
Sylvia’s Personal Trainer Jake and Tyrone purchased a fitness centre with the proceeds of Anne’s estate. She was Jake’s second wife, and Tyrone’s mother. They had been married for 5 years, and her sudden death had come as a huge shock for the two men in her life. Anne was an African-American lady who was 40 years of age when she died. Tyrone had been 16 years old when Anne and Jake married. They got along very well - he called Jake “Dad” right from the start. What made the relationship so...
Hi guys, I am 23 years old and from Kolkata. I am still studying and working as a freelancer. I am 6 ft, chubby with a 5.5-inch dick. And I am a dedicated reader of good Indian sex stories. This is in continuation of a previous story that was released in 3 parts. If you have not yet read the stories then you might want to give them a read. From the day I submitted myself to aunty, it became my one true motivation in life, to keep my master pleased. Gradually my social life declined, and the...
Tokyo Motion doesn’t sound terribly dirty on the surface, so there are a lot of plausible excuses if your wife or your boss finds the site in your browser history. You could say you were just researching the logistics of people getting from place to place in the most populated prefecture of Japan, for example, or that you thought it was a tech company specializing in conveyor belts for sushi. They’ll never guess the real reason you were visiting the site: you’re a dirty pervert with a thing for...
Asian Porn SitesJust what is Tokyo Motion? Is it a viral dance taking TikTok by storm, or is it a reference to the roughly 1,500 earthquakes that happen in Japan every year? Well, if you’re really wondering, I guess you aren’t a regular visitor here at ThePornDude. Like every other website I’m writing up, this is one designed to help you bust a fat nut into a tissue or an old gym sock. The theme today – as you’ve probably guessed – is Asian porn.I’m not talking just about any Asian porn, though, as you...
Asian Porn SitesSession Girls! My fans know that I will jerk off to anything. I even spank the monkey to the incest porn that I abhor more than animal fucking. If you mute the volume on incest porn, it immediately becomes regular porn. It’s not like those motherfuckers are actually related. They just call each other brother and sister every five seconds to maintain the illusion.I haven’t ever beat my meat to animal fucking, but I’ve squeezed off a nut or two watching furry porn. It’s basically the same thing....
Premium Fetish Porn SitesI always spend my Friday nights with my good friend, George, drinking and exchanging our troubles. Months before my divorce from Rita, he had listened patiently to my sad tales of how we were drifting apart. He offered some advice, even suggested marriage guidance, but that had gone down like a cement balloon with Rita.Anyway, about six weeks after the divorce, while bending my body and twisting while lifting a heavy box, my lower back clicked painfully. Over the ensuing months, the pain became...
InterracialJarvis and I stayed in touch, Jarvis was Daryl's fuck buddy, that is until Daryl found that he did not need to leave the dorm room for freaky sex. Jarvis wanted to know all about me and Daryl, I drew the line at talking about Daryl, but emptied myself about me and my fantasies. Jarvis questioned me as to how many men have sexed me at one session, I told him about Mr. Ronald, and how he would pick me up so his buddies could fuck my tight ass. But Jarvis said 'they are just old men trying not...