Isabelle Chapter 3
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Introduction: Lucas, your average high school student, and Isabelle, a French foreign exchange student, have been friends for years, but that is al goingl change soon… ***Note: This story does not become erotic until around Chapter 3 onwards. If that is all you want from a story then I suggest just watching porn, or wait until Chapter 3 comes out. This is a true story which means that it isnt just going to be gratuitous amounts of sex.*** When I heard the news that Isabelle was coming over...
Introduction: ***Its going to take me a bit longer to write these now, so be patient. Im hoping to post a new chapter every 3-4 weeks, but my schedules a little hectic right now, so Im sorry about that. **Update** I will keep writing this story, but its getting a little boring for me so it may take longer to write each chapter, however, I will be posting a new story sometime soon and will probably alternate between this story and the other every month or so. Thank you all for the support! In...
It was just bad timing, Isabelle thought. Any other time, he would have been just another attractive man. He just had to walk into the gallery at a bad (or good, insisted part of her mind) time. Martin, her fiancé, was away on a long trip, covering the meeting of G-8 Finance ministers in Tokyo and she was feeling the emptiness of her sex life rather acutely that afternoon. She was appraising slides of Polynesian masks, with her office darkened and the ferocious features began to look rather...
CuckoldA sting on Isabelle’s bottom woke her up with a yelp. She turned around to see Jean-Marie standing next to her bed, his arms folded across his chest. ‘Good morning ms. Anderson.’ he said. ‘You wouldn’t wake up when I called you.’ The haze of sleep ebbed away and the sensation on her bottom told her what he had done to wake her up. No one had dared to spank her since she’d been a little girl and she glared at him for the brutality. Before she could scold him he spoke again. ‘Despite looking...
*I thought it would be fun to write a take on the well known story of Beauty and the Beast, with some light BDSM thrown in for the kinks :-). Don’t expect a lot of hanky-panky though, at least I don’t think it’ll happen soon and the focus is on romance. When all chapters are done I plan to rework the whole thing once more and release it as an ebook. The story, Isabelle is blackmailed into working for Jean-Marie Bête after he finds out how good of an assistant she is. She has to, to get her...
This is the beginning of my own version of a story line about the Carpathian Men and the women they mate with. I have always been fascinated by vampires and had my own take on them fantasy-wise. When I began reading novels about the Carpathians they seemed like exactly the image I had of what vampires would be like if I were to write them. This is the first chapter in that effort. Enjoy! ***** How had Isabella gotten herself into this situation? She had been innocently typing a new story on...
ISABELLE IS INTERESTING AS INTRIGUING AS SHE SHOWS OFF HER BODILY BEAUTIESISABELLE IS A RED-HOT REAL REDHEAD, WHO CAN DANCE AND SPORT SEDUCTIVELY ISABELLE IS AWARE SHE IS NOT A SINGER - ONLY WHEN SHE IS ALONE IN A SHOWERISABELLE IS A BUNDLE OF JOY, IN BED AS WELL AS IN SOME SPORTS LIKE SWIMMINGISABELLE IS AWESOME IN A CUTE PRIVATE SHOW - FOR AUSTRALIAN ´ABBY WINTERS´ISABELLE IS ALONE AT HOME AND HAS HER CAMERA SET-UP ON A TRIPOD AT HER BEDISABELLE IS ALONE IN HER BED AND STARTS TALKING TO US -...
ISABELLE AND THE COMPANY PARTYby Isabelle VagabaNate looks adoringly at his beautiful wife. Isabelle is a petite bombshell, barely 5'2" tall she has an angelic face with straight blonde hair and a body to die for. Her skin is light and perfectly unblemished, with large DD cups that look huge on her tiny frame and a narrow waist that ends in a perfect bubble butt and legs that look out of proportion with her body. Nate knows he is very lucky to be married to one of the hottest women he ever seen...
Isabelle got a call from Colette in the next morning to ask her to come with her father to the Bête office after lunch. When they arrived they walked with Samantha to the conference room and found the FTC agents there with Jean-Marie’s legal head, a Latino looking man she hadn’t met before and Jean-Marie himself. The legal head introduced himself as Alphonse and the other as Ramirez, system administrator. They shook hands and they all sat down. ‘I understand you have something to show us?’...
Isabelle My Daughter, Ludivine My Young Girl Friend and Me Alix § § § Introduction § § § My name is Alix, I’m 40, I’m a father of a gorgeous blond Isabelle being now 25 years old. My wife left me and I now have a girl friend of 18, Ludivine, a beautiful brunette. We all like the cool sporty look and don’t mind to wear torn clothes because we are so careless. Being grunge-like excites us a lot. This is one of the many reasons why my former wife quitted me. This morning I’m on the sofa...
Isabelle My Daughter, Ludivine My Young Girl Friend and Me Alix§ § § Introduction § § §My name is Alix, I'm 40, I'm a father of a gorgeous blond Isabelle being now 25 years old. My wife left me and I now have a girl friend of 18, Ludivine, a beautiful brunette.We all like the cool sporty look and don't mind to wear torn clothes because we are so careless. Being grunge-like excites us a lot. This is one of the many reasons why my former wife quitted me.This morning I'm on the sofa watching a...
‘Good morning, Isabelle.’ Jean-Marie said as she walked into the kitchen. ‘I see you’ve woken up on time, very good.’ ‘Good morning, Mr. Bête.’ she said. ‘I did remember to set the alarm this time.’ ‘Jean.’ he said, smiling at her. ‘Sorry?’ she said, afraid she missed something. ‘Well, you called me that last evening.’ She went through the memories of the party and remembered calling out to him. ‘I did, didn’t I?’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to-‘ ‘I don’t dislike it, so when we’re in private...
Isabelle had briefed Colette and Samantha on the current events and made lists of what really needed to be done in the coming days. ‘I hope you can set things straight.’ Colette said, hugging Isabelle. ‘Same here.’ Isabelle said and hugged Samantha. ‘Good luck with Jean.’ ‘If he gets too much we’ll threaten to tell you.’ Samantha chuckled. Isabelle chuckled. ‘And then get me into trouble?’ ‘Well, since you are involved with him, we assumed you don’t mind.’ Isabelle tried not to think of...
The next days were relatively normal. There was no further word from Linda and they soon forgot about her, Jean-Marie had made her the pasta he had wanted to and she had another thing to compliment him about. He had less reason to scold her for mistakes at work and she felt good when he praised her for jobs well done. She did get curious again after seeing him come out of the forbidden room one evening, looking a little distressed. ‘Are you okay?’ she asked. He took a deep breath. ‘I’m fine....
‘He can’t do this!’ said Avery, head sales at Anderson Trading, while pacing back and forth through the main office. ‘How could you agree to this!?’ ‘Because if I didn’t you and everyone else would be standing in line at the unemployment office right now.’ said Isabelle, dividing her duties for Liu and Jack. Avery didn’t like it, but she was right. And he didn’t want to give up on his newly bought Mercedes coupé. ‘Listen,’ he said, putting his hand on top of hers. ‘If anything happens, I’m...
Several days went by and Isabelle had gotten things back to what they were when she had left for Bête Holdings. Her father praised her and even Jean-Marie had told her he was proud of her when they spoke on the phone. Her sisters didn’t want her to go because then they’d have to get back to working hard and wouldn’t be able to borrow a suit from Isabelle to impress friends. Adelaide and Felicia were waiting in Isabelle’s office when her phone rang. Adelaide saw the name Bête Holdings and...
‘Working late tonight?’ asked Colette as she checked her notes with Isabelle a few days later. Isabelle nodded. ‘Yeah, he told me to see what I’d like and have it delivered, but I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?’ ‘There’s pizza, pasta, spareribs and burgers around here of course.’ Isabelle nodded. ‘I’m not really in the mood for anything fatty or fried like that.’ Colette pondered for a moment, then remembered what a friend mention a short time ago. ‘There’s a new Japanese restaurant in...
Isabelle woke up from Jean-Marie’s caressing fingers. She snuggled back tighter against him while his hand caressed her side and thigh, then moved up to her shoulder and down her arm. His lips felt hot in the back of her neck and when he growled softly it made her skin crawl with excitement. She stroked his erection between her buttocks, moaning softly. He moved his hand down between her legs and let his fingers fire up her arousal more. ‘Take me again, please?’ she moaned and he gave her a...
The party was held at a mansion belonging to the owner of a large legal firm and was tastefully decorated with lanterns. Jean-Marie stopped at the valet in front of the big stairs leading up to the large front doors. He got out of the car, took the ticket from the valet and walked around the back while another valet opened the door for Isabelle. Jean-Marie held out his hand and helped her get out, then kept her hand in his as he escorted her up the stairs and into the mansion through the open...
"Damn that feels good," she said. He pulled out and felt her vagina squeeze him trying to hold him in. He laughed. "Like it do you? Tell me again how much better than Victor I am," he said. "No comparison, honey; pencil dick can't hold a candle to you. His little thingy just doesn't do it for me. Come on, sock it to me; don't tease me," she said. He ploughed into her once more; soon he was ramming her to the point of pain, but she didn't cry out. Her only sounds were low guttural...
ISABELLESex on legsEvery now and then you may come across a young lady such as Isabelle. They are though very rare in my experience. I have only met two or three in all my years. However; when you meet such a girl I think you will know it without a doubt.My Isabelle was quite simply ‘sex on legs‘. She even smelt of sex; it would drive me wild just to sit next to her; her sex was overpowering. She; of course, knew this and she exploited it to the full. She wore flimsy clothing that barely...
I have to thank DeepThroatDealer for showing me the videos , this story is created in response to (will link it here) my english isnt really good so dont be too harsh on me.I Counted the minutes to log onto the site and see what kind of story emorymed had prepared for me, and prepared to enjoy it calmly.The story was about Isabelle, Ricardo and me! Isabelle was a sexy and wonderful roommate that I had and she came to my mind instantly. Ever since I first met her, I had a strong admiration for...
Introduction: This is part one of a series of stories called the Isabelle Chronicles ************************************************************** This is part one of a series of stories called the Isabelle Chronicles. Some of these stories are real, some are semi-real and some are just fantasy. Can you guess which is which? *************************************************************** It was a Monday night in the middle of a sizzling summer and I had only one thing on my mind: you. The...
I guarantee that no man on the planet earth inspires more hard work from his sexual partners than I do. Bitches know it's a privilege, not a right, to ride my stead. Not every bitch who knocks on my door gets the honor of riding my hog. Therefore, bitches don't want to waste the opportunity.The Three Wise HolesI've got sluts doing gymnastics on my dick in every room of my house. I've had tantric monkettes come down from the mountain tops to train on my man meat. They love that I never run out...
Twitter Porn AccountsIsabelle lifted her t-shirt and watched her bright red bottom contrast with her white panties in the full size mirror. A slight itch touched her crotch as she remembered the sensations of the spanking and imagined his hand touching her tight curves. She slipped one hand down her panties and confirmed the wetness she had started to feel while he had nursed her behind. Getting aroused from his gentle hands massaging her delicate skin she could understand, but she knew it hadn’t started with...
At first there was nothing. Then a faint sound, like a single rock falling down a mountainside. But as the sound continued, it grew louder and louder until it was as loud as an avalanche, and then silence once more. But something was different, Isabelle had been awakened by a much more subtle sound, the beating of a single heart. She stood from the small stone coffin she had been placed in and shook off the thick layer of dust as she looked around. The room was the same, a circular stone room,...
FantasySlave required by Isabelle Erkendal"I hear the thunder crashing, the sky is darkAnd now a storm is breaking within my heart(All day, all day) Watch them all fall down" (Domino Dancing)Hi there, guys!I am Isabelle Erkendal from Sweden. You know me. I am the singer from the band West End Girls.You dream of me: red hair, cute voice, fire brigade helmet and uniform. Once you saw ME in oneof these, it became your new fetish. I am famous, successful and superior to most of you guys.I became a...
Chat Guest: Stephanie On Friday June 18, 1999 6PM PST Moderated by Wendy-J Edited by Anne-Mal You can e-mail her at: [email protected] She has posted nearly all her stories on Usenet. Wendy starts out... (*Wendy-J) Log file opened! (Janice) Break out the spare folding chairs. (*Wendy-J) Get it out of your systems now people! After an hour of inactivity the server will knock you out, so say something now! (Liz Bennett) Gobble. (Janice) Now? (katee)...
There are only a certain number of times you can watch a skinny twelve-year old girl prancing around, throwing a baton in the air and catching it, and still stay interested, but I sat there dutifully, watching Casey spinning, gyrating and jumping in time with the music, in her bright lime green practice leotard, and silver shimmer tights, and a couple of rather wicked thoughts crossed my mind, firstly, If she was a few years older, this might be more interesting, and then, I wonder if she’s...
“Glen, can you press ‘Play’ for me,” Casey said, and I leaned across from the couch, and pushed the button on the CD player. Immediately, the room was filled with the sound of a crappy rap song, as my sister began to rehearse her latest baton twirling routine, for the fiftieth time. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the fiftieth time, but it seemed like it. There are only a certain number of times you can watch a skinny twelve-year old girl prancing around, throwing a baton in the air and catching it,...
IncestStephanie “You WHAT?” Bella exclaimed. “When?” Bella was shocked at what Stephanie had just said. She slept with Zane? Stephanie had been dating the same guy since freshman year. They’d had a few little episodes where they broke up for a month or so, but they always would get back together. For her to just randomly sleep with Zane was totally unbelievable. “Last week” Stephanie answered. “I was trying to corner him and find out what the hell his deal is and things just, happened.” “And...
SATISFYING STEPHANIEBy Me (F/m, FM/m, spanking, D/s, slavery, reluctant, serious)Synopsys : The story of Mark and Stephanie, a mismatched husband and wife trying to find a way to live together. Although not their intention, they find themselves gradually sliding into the role of mistress and servant as Mark is gradually cowed, beaten and cuckolded into submission.I first met Stephanie six years ago at an adult education college. We were both taking the same French language class, and since I...
Becoming a Maid for Mark and Rebecca, Part Six - Ms. Rebecca Tells Stevie About Her Time with Stephanie I rang the doorbell and waited patiently, glancing up and down the street and looking to see if there was anything unique about the neighborhood. A few seconds after I rang, the door opened slowly and there before me was a maid formerly dressed in a full, French maid's uniform complete with a lacy white apron and a black-and-white cap pinned to her hair. The maid's dress was black...
Becoming a Maid for Mark and Rebecca, Part Six - Ms. Rebecca Tells Stevie About Her Time with Stephanie I rang the doorbell and waited patiently, glancing up and down the street and looking to see if there was anything unique about the neighborhood. A few seconds after I rang, the door opened slowly and there before me was a maid formerly dressed in a full, French maid's uniform complete with a lacy white apron and a black-and-white cap pinned to her hair. The maid's dress was...
Stephanie walked in the front door of her house, her uniform soaking wet from the rain. She shivered as she dropped her back pack on the floor and walked across the floor, her mary jane heels clicking across the floor.“Steph is that you?” her mother called from the kitchen.“Yeah Ma.” she chimed as she skipped into the kitchen.“Oh sweetheart, you’re soaking wet! Why don’t you go change, get ready for dinner and then come back down. Oh and let your father know it’s almost ready. He should be in...
Stephen and Stephanie Now the idea of crossdressing had appealed to Steve for a few years, he wouldn't deny it, but actually doing it for real, no he hadn't got the nerve. A surreptitious wearing of bra and panties, yes once or twice, but for nothing more than a different masturbation thrill. The full works, no he wouldn't know where to start. It wasn't even like he was gay or even bi, it was just a thing that fascinated him. He'd thought about asking one of his Mistress...
It was going to be the weekend from hell. I knew it the moment my mother called me to give me the news. "Stephanie is engaged! We're having an engagement party for her this weekend. So you HAVE to come. I know you hate family functions, but you must be here!" My mother's tone was stern. She was usually a sweet and lively woman, but when she demanded we do something, we better damn well do it! I yawned. She'd woke me up at six that morning. I hated when people called me so early. I...
I had been dating Stephanie for about 2 months when things made a drastic change I had been dating Stephanie for about 2 months when things made a drastic change.? Our relationship was going very good, but as far as making out we had not gone beyond kissing.? We went out to eat once a week and spent the other evenings together.? We would alternate who cooked, and we usually went to the park each evening for a walk.? We truly enjoyed being together. It was a Tuesday evening when...
* Discovery *The first time I set eyes on her, she was wearing the sluttiest underwear one can imagine. Totally oblivious to my presence, she was admiring her scantily clad body in the full-length mirror on the wall. The lingerie was black, my favourite colour, sheer in texture and cut to a design that left little to the imagination. Black leather, ankle boots adorned her feet and complimented the black hold ups she was wearing. She was admiring herself in a full-length mirror and hadn't seen...
CrossdressingThe first time I saw Stephanie she really got my attention and the subsequent times I laid eyes on Stephanie she got even more of my attention. She was what you call a "well stacked young lady". I didn't know at the time what size breasts Stephanie was sporting on her chest, but she was one of the better endowed young women in her early 20s that I'd ever seen. Little did I know then that Stephanie was an E-cup and yet, to be very honest, even though her tits looked very nice and very sexy,...
She sat at her desk in the real estate office, going over some papers froma recent sale. Everything looked good to her and once again, she got the peoplea loan and sold the house. She made a good commission from it and that justadded to her fortune. Stephanie was a very sexy, beautiful Asian girl of 25 years old. She hadbeen to college and earned her degree, then went on to real estate school toget her license to sell. She was very well off, since she sold a lot of propertiesand was well liked...
Author's Note: This story is entirely fictional, and none of the characters or places exist in real life. Enjoy the story. Desperately Seeking Stephanie By Charlotte Dickles My head felt as though someone had hit the right side with a meat cleaver, and was now trying to force the two halves apart. Somewhere, someone was screaming to get an ambulance, please. I didn't know what had happened; I didn't really care. *** Sometime later: a minute? An hour? A week? I didn't know. It...
Priapus When I awoke next morning, Julie was no longer by my side. She had collected her things and left sometime in the early morning. I recalled the night's revelries with a smile. I had been fantasizing about my trip to Bangkok for weeks before my departure. It wasn't the first trip, by any means. Business takes me frequently to Asia and affords an opportunity to enjoy some of the pleasures of the Orient. Bangkok is, of course, known for its free and easy sex. There are bars and pleasure...
Introduction: In the several days following her own abduction and rape (which she coincidentally ended up enjoying) at the hands of her mother and her mothers boyfriend, Max, Katie had been coming up with a plan to allow the 3 of them to kidnap her bitch of a friend named Stephanie. She thought the best way to get Stephanie would be to invite her over to walk their dogs together and catch up, then they would drug her when she arrived so that they could take her to Maxs sex dungeon without any...
"Steph, It's Katie. Wanna bring Shadow over tonight and we can take him and Toby for a walk, maybe get a coffee?" she said when her friend answered. "Sounds good, haven't seen you for ages. I'll see you around 6?" Steph replied "Ok cool, see you then" Katie said, hanging up the phone. She found herself grinning as she thought about the payback she would give to Steph. A few years ago, her friend had fucked Katie's crush - whom she was going to ask out that week. Even though...
This story is about a guy in a van picking up an oversexed girl and having fun with her. FUN WITH STEPHANIE by boompsee Deara Douche` was like any single mother with a hot-body daughter, she was tired from work, tired from trying to pay the bills, and tired from trying to keep her seventh grade daughter out of trouble. At thirteen years old, Stephanie Douche` liked the way men looked at her. I first saw her walking out of a trailer park wearing short-shorts,...
My name is David. I hate white people. I don’t mind fucking them. In fact, I love fucking white women. I want to exterminate the entire white race. Not through violence but by ending white genetic lines one womb at a time. One may consider it a David versus Goliath task. I try introducing the prettiest white females to the joys of interracial sex. I don’t think I’d ever trust a white female enough to fall in love. The only love I am concerned with is instilling a love for black cock in white...
I left Stephanie there playing with her stretched pussy, leaking cum. She continued babbling thoughts of risky behavior to push the envelope. I went to the bathroom and urinated. Mo came in when I was shaking off the last of it. “We heard you,” he said, chuckling. “Thought you killed the bitch for a little while, Dave.” Yeah,” I said, “we heard you, too. Only earlier.” “My bitch sucks a mean dick,” Mo said. “I just told my slut black men have cocks. White boys have dicks.” “Whatever,” Mo...
Becoming a Sissy Maid for Mark & Rebecca, Part Four - Ms. Rebecca Continues to Share the Events Surrounding Her Meeting and Getting to Know Stephanie NOTE to Review Writers: Thank you so much for the incredibly positive feedback. It is definitely motivating me to write more and write faster. Now to part four of our story. If you have specific suggests or would be willing to proofread the story before I publish it as an eBook, please write me at [email protected]. Thanks so...
"Stephanie! What on earth do you think you are doing?!" I hear behind me. I jump, dropping my magazine to the floor. "Mr Dawson! What... What are you doing here? At this time?""What does that matter, Stephanie? What matters is what I have just witnessed you doing! You know that... Material is not allowed in my school! You're a whore, Stephanie!""Mr Dawson-""I'll be writing to your parents about this, Stephanie. Do you think your father will be proud to hear that you've been looking at naked...
STEPHANIE by Michelle X. Hello. My name is Melissa. I have an unusual hobby. I turn men into women. Yes, you read that correctly. I turn men into women. And I don't mean helping men get dressed up as a woman for a costume party or something like that. I take unsuspecting men and actually turn them into complete females. By the time I'm done with a guy, I'll will have placed him in such a position that he lives his entire life as a woman and can do nothing about it. In...
“Come on, Steph, we’ve got to get going,” her roommate, Amy, called to her through the door to her room. “Just a minute,” she called back, taking one last look at herself in the the full-length mirror as she buttoned up her white silk gloves. At 5’3” and 110 lbs, she was a slight girl, with a slim Asian figure. She felt her face warm as she looked at the costume she had chosen. Her neck was encircled by very simple, plain white silk chocker, offsetting her black hair and dark eyes beautifully....
Note- Whether you believe it or not, this is defiantly a true story. This all happened around a couple years ago, in early 2007, and me and Stephanie are still together. (In fact she told me to write this, as we both love stories from this site) And we have many more to tell, if you can get through my primitive writing and you enjoy it, we would be delighted to write more. Also you should know that neither of us are that skilled in English literature; however we both like to read. If you...
It had been a long haul from New York to Detroit and as I was putting gas in the tank I was debating on whether to get another couple of hundred miles under my belt or find a motel and sack out. My thoughts were interrupted by a voice from behind me, "Excuse me sir" and I turned around to see a very attractive lady standing behind me. "I noticed the Colorado plates on your car and I wondered if you were going to or coming from." "Going to, I'm happy to say" I replied. "Would you like...
May 14, 1990, Chicago, Illinois “Steve, I have the final contract from Jamie for you to sign,” Elyse said. “Were there any last-minute changes?” I asked. “Just a couple of wording changes which Dante’s lawyer asked for. Jamie was fine because they just clarified the terms. Nothing of substance changed. I have a red-lined copy for you to compare if you want.” “If it’s just lawyer stuff, I’ll leave that to the experts.” “It’s just lawyer stuff.” I took the contract from her, quickly...
Introduction: best friendsslutty teen needs to be watched Picking up Stephanie from school had been part of my daily routine for a while now. I couldnt help but think I was forgetting something during the summer months I didnt. She was a good kid, just always getting into something. So I told her dad Id give him a hand keeping an eye on her after all, he was my best friend. When school started back up, she texted me to pick her up towards the back of the school, less crowded and closer to her...
As neighbors, Carol, Karen and I regularly met up on weekends during school term and more often during the holidays. We played many games together, and I happily joined in, despite their girly nature; I even played with dolls. Of course, the kids at school found out about this, and I was bullied mercilessly for being a sissy. I tried to explain that no boys were living nearby to play with, but in truth, I didn’t relate to macho boys while I was happy and comfortable with Carol and Karen. Our...
CrossdressingI sat up and yawned, sunlight streaming in the window. I just finished a full ten hours of sleep, and I was fully refreshed. I got out of bed and walked down the stairs, poured myself some cereal, and slowly ate it. I was almost finished when I heard a knock at the door. Slightly annoyed, I walked over to the door and pulled it open. A young woman stood there on the steps, smiling radiantly. She was very pretty, very much like me, if I may say so. I have a beautiful face, C cups, and a firm...
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