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Tuesday--Mallory "So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love; If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of; Tuesday afternoon." Tuesday. Fucking. Afternoon. And evening. I arrived early at 5:15, but "Happy Hour" was descending into "Cum Circus" earlier than usual. Spring is in the air, I guess. And the animals primed to rut. The varied homes and lifestyles of the membership balance the workload somewhat; though the predominant type makes Tuesdays ever...
Chapter 1 When I first saw her, she was going through the interview. Her boss to be asked my help - to interview July on some special skills she will need in her job. Actually she was not so very good in the skills, but while listening to her I could not keep my concentration. Just imagine - big blue eyes, nice small nose, a little puffy lips... her teeth were not perfect and she was aware of that, trying not to smile too much, but for me it didn't matter. I enjoyed myself a lot looking at...
So I got to wondering. If me and a couple of my buddies were to offer a service where you could have the freakiest girl around come and do the most lewd activities live right in front of you, would you pay a fee for an hour of live voyeurism? You’d be blindfolded, driven to a location, and then you could watch her naked as she did…. Whatever. It would probably go something like this!!! ——————————- I flipped on the lights and led the way down the steep basement steps. Katie, a young dark haired...
Today's date is 20/11/2016 and as im writing this post im lay on some cushions with my legs spread, exposing my fuck-hole while i slowly slide it up and down on my thick ten inch dildo. The year is almost over and when it is i will have completed 12 whole months without stroking my cock. 365 days without making myself cum the way most guys usually do. Because for my new years resolution i wanted to see if i could if i could cope with being an "anal-only slut". So whenever i was horny (which...
26-27th October 2016.. Jury’s Inn. Broad St. BirminghamQuite a lot of PM interest in what we got up to on the above evening so rather than repeat everything I’ve written it down as truthfully and accurate as I can remember.Jayne and I had tried for a good while to find a trust full partner to meet and have some fun with and recently two blokes came out of the blue. Chris from Southampton and Karl from Stourbridge. It’d been my persistent pleading to Jayne to take them both on together and...
Halloween Four, 24/10/2016: Abergale’s PartyPulling up into her driveway Abergale got out of her car and noticing that something had been left for her in the mail box. Opening it she took out a single unstamped envelope addressed to her and shoved the envelope unread into her jean pocket. Walking into her kitchen she threw her bag in the corner and opened the envelope she was dumbfounded to find a party invitation that Rosa had promised her when they met in the car park the day before. ...
Halloween Three, 17/10/2016: Hangman’s Wood: Abergale woke late from a deep sleep and slowly made her way into the bathroom rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she went. Turning on the water in the shower she adjusted the temperature until it was nice and warm and stepped in under the torrent letting the warm water cascaded over head and down her back. As she lathered some soap between her hands she let the water flow over her face and over her breasts and stomach. As she started to move...
34. DAWNS DAIRY Saturday 13th Feb 2016As scribe I found last week hard Dawn after reading the birthday story Andy, her hubby, ended up in his chastity device and if she could have got her hands on me, well it was odds on my balls would have been her new earrings, me having written of us both, laughing behind her back at her frustration! Ok call me daft but I`d rather be truthful in these true stories, there`s enough fiction, on here and some of mine inclusive.However in mine they are either...
So I got to wondering. If me and a couple of my buddies were to offer a service where you could have the freakiest girl around come and do the most lewd activities live right in front of you, would you pay a fee for an hour of live voyeurism? You’d be blindfolded, driven to a location, and then you could watch her naked as she did…. Whatever. It would probably go something like this!!!-------------------------------I flipped on the lights and led the way down the steep basement steps. ...
Here is the list of ten most popular Indian sex stories published on ISS in the month of November, 2016. Enjoy and don’t forget to share this page with your friends! How a sex-starved lady wanting to have sex after her hubby gone meets her devarji who ignites love, sex, and lust and then turning her into a whore in gangbang in the hotel room. …As soon as door got closed I hugged him tightly and we kissed and smooched for a long time just like true lovers, without wasting time he undressed...
Hello Dosto main firse vishal ek satay ghatna par adharit kahani lekar aaya hu mujhe mere pehele post se bauth mail aaye thankyu par kolkata ki auntiyo mail karo I m waiting.My mail add Chalo story par aata hu Ye story mere pados mein rehene wali aunty sima ki hain age 45 to 46.Boobs 38 gaand 40 se 42 hoga chut mein baal nhn sundar ban ka jungle ke koi bhi jayega tho gum ho jayega rang gora marwari Tho dosto hua yu ki main aksar subha apne roof par tehelta tha sima aunty ka ghar hamare ghar...
Hello Main vishal kolkata se fir aha gaya ek nayi story satay ghatna par hain meri pehele story ke liye bauth logo ne mail kiya thank you for all specially aunty from delhi chaliye story suniyega.Bor nhn karna chhata Main 31 jan 2016 ko night club gaya tha freind ke sath karib 8 baje mera dost mohit mera school freind hain hamare yaha shimmers bol ke night club hain.Tho fir hum do dost club mein gaye party kar rahe thay dance karne ke liye mere dost ne kaha lekin maine mana kar diya karib 9.30...
I can't remember exactly when I first saw Barbara. It was during one of my early morning runs. She later told me that she'd been running behind me for a kilometer or two before I noticed her. All I remember was that I had that mix of thrills and nerves wondering if the woman running behind me had guessed that the leggings I was wearing were women's leggings. I do remember that over the next few weeks our paths crossed a number of times, so much so that I started recognizing her and we'd...
July is my favorite month as it’s beach weather in New England and I love the beach — and, of course, sex! The month had started with a few great swingers' parties but nothing worth recording as it was my husband and I who had fun together.But I also had fun on my own. I met the gym boys for a threesome, but it ended faster then it started. I love those guys, but it’s becoming routine and I hate routine.Then there was Nate (see Stanley Cup Part Two). I was absolutely in love with him, and he...
CheatingOf course, I had attempted the juvenile fumbling with friends but, coming from a strict catholic family in the North of England, the very idea of any form of sex was likely to send me tumbling into the pits of hell, or so I thought. This was 1966; 9 years after Lord Wolfenden had advised the British government that homosexuality should not be a criminal offense and one year before they partially decriminalized gay sex. I was eighteen years old, naive, cute with dark eyebrows and curly blond...
GayThis was my first Bi-Weekly party ever. I’ve heard about their parties for a long times, but have never went. This party was held at a newly renovated venue of theirs called the “DC Speakeasy.” Upon entry, there was a sign outside the door of the building that said “Fleamarket” which I found quite humorous. I immediately knew that was code for that is where the party was taking place.When I went inside, I walked down a narrow hallway. At the end of the hallway was an elder gentleman who...
On July first I returned home from our health club. Ann was packing my suitcase for a mini vacation at a bayside resort. My suitcase was filled with all my girlie things: lubes, vibes, wrist and ankle restraints and the paddle she used on me when I was bad. She also said Ben, his brother Josh, and two others were joining us. Before continuing, I should mention how I became the man I am and how Ann took charge of me. My wife Ann and I met in college and had been married for twenty-five happy...
CrossdressingWe emailed back and forth a lot that first Friday night, well into the morning hours. We talked about his life, I shared some aspects of mine... almost nothing, really... privacy and secrecy is a well-ingrained habit. It turns out I actually am the first girl to ever make him cum, he hasn't even kissed a girl yet... and strangely, even though he came in my mouth, he still hadn't kissed a girl. He went to his bed and he told me he was going to dream about me.... sweet boy.... and I went to...
+++ I've been in a weird mood for the last couple days, again. I'm back in school now.... it always feels good to be back. It isn't that I don't love being home with my Mom... but I think I feel like a more independent person every day. I used to think I would be with my Dad forever... and now I sort of feel bad that I now only have my Mom to lean on, and I do, sometimes. It's complicated... but I know that when I'm on my own, and don't see her face every day, I'm not confronted...
I've been in a weird mood for the last couple days. I just finished writing the last chapter of Secret Love and I'm both sad to be done with Lindsey, Anna, and Veronica, but I'm also a little happy that their story has been told, and everything worked out so well for them. But I know I'm going to miss them, and the thought leaves me sad. Now I'm left pondering the next story, which one to write. So many inside my head. I reread a few of the early chapters, idly... so many typos still...
8:00PM. Archie stared at the clock on the classroom wall as he watched the seconds tick by, every movement of the longer hand moving in short, painful beats, marking each moment of his time wasted, yet he continued to pointlessly distract himself from his work by watching, waiting for the hand to create a perfect circle until- 8:01PM. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. The classroom was packed with computers lining along the sides of two of the room’s walls, completely devoid of human...
The warm glaze of summer coated the air of the bedroom forging a path from the ajar window at the front of the house, as the break of dawn crept in and gave life to it. From beneath the sheets of the double bed that had been countlessly moved to embrace a more Feng Shui approach to its habitat, a tall, slender figure poked his head up and out, his hair a bright white, untamed from the constant night-time twists and turns. Rosy cheeks gave him an air of colour amidst his slightly pale...
The rain fell lightly all over the town as the bus guided its passengers on to their required destinations, narrowly avoiding contact with other passing traffic as it tried to catch up on time with its schedule, two of the passengers were students from one of the nearby high-schools, casually lighting cigarettes and smoking at the back seats whilst hurling childish comebacks at an elderly lady telling them off. The rain, however, was unusual for this time of year, bus passengers smoking openly...
Not about Pedos in action but what happens to a convicted Pedo in an ordinary northern English town, where loads of immigrants have had sex with and even married underage girls. Bastards. They deserve to die. Horribly. I went looking for this clinic. The frontage looked pretty normal, 1950 “LackOf” style in concrete and glass. “Halliwell and Birstall private clinic,” it said, so I went in. “Hello,” I says and rang the bell. “You a fucking pedo?” some bored fucker with his...
May 7th Sara Wood lived in darkest shadowlands, and she kept to her shadows — lived to blend in, to disappear, if caught in light of day, she simply faded away into the pale warrens of the city. Sara Wood was an expert in the fine art of disappearance, of camouflage, of falling through cracks in the few systems left to deal with girls of her sort: homeless, nameless…faceless girls used to life in the darkness. There was ‘no place like home’ for Sara Wood, there never had been. No Auntie Em, no...
Passegiatta I have no words — alas!– to tell, the loveliness of loving well! Poe, Tamerlane [Log entry of the SailingVessel Springer: 31 October, 0920 hrs local time. COG: at anchor, SOG: 0.0 kts, Temp: 41˚ f, Winds: NE at 12 knots, viz +3 NMI, Barometer 29.91 steady since 2300 hrs last night, GPS: 44°18’11.36’N by 9°12’35.24’E. Just anchored in the main harbor, Portofino. Am tired, have grabbed a mooring buoy and raised the Q flag — waiting for Customs now. Cold out, feels much...
I’m not sure when it hit me, this was almost the same trip we’d started the year before? Then it occurred to me: when does one journey end, and the next begin? Then – as now – we’d spruced up the boat, loaded her up with fuel and provisions. Then – as now – we’d left midcoast Maine and sailed south for Massachusetts Bay, bound for the Cape Cod Canal. Then – as now – we’d sailed on into Buzzard’s Bay, then west across Long Island Sound to Hell’s Gate. Waiting for a good tide, then – as now – I...
Dockside Birdie, rest a little longer, ‘Til little wings are stronger, So she rests a little longer, Before she flies away.+++Tennyson, Sea Dreams Not far from the Tower of London, a few hundred yards at most and flanking the old city, there is a small marina, and actually, as marinas go, it’s a decent one. A bit of a chore to get to — fighting mad tides up the Thames and all — but I’d heard it was worth the effort. Anyway, with winter coming on fast I needed to find a place to sit-out the...
I had been to this Amsterdam club before, but not on a ‘theme night.’ The theme this afternoon from 3pm-8pm was ‘shamelessly naked.’ Everyone had to be naked (except for shoes if you wanted). I was very much looking forward to it as they post the theme of their events on their website. I arrived about 3:30pm and there was only one other guy there. After entering, you undress and give your bag of clothes back to the host who keeps it in a safe room, so nothing gets stolen. It was warm at the...
Christina Schneider saß am Frühstückstisch und las die Online Ausgabe der „Düsseldorfer Morgenpost“. Griechenlandkrise oder die Flüchtlingsfrage interessierten sie heute weniger denn je. Ihr komplettes Interesse galt einem Banküberfall, welcher sich vor zwei Tagen in Essen ereignet hatte und über den immer mehr Details an die Öffentlichkeit gelangten. Banküberfälle an sich waren leider nichts Besonderes, aber dieser war anders verlaufen als üblich. Die Täter, man sprach von drei Osteuropäern,...
(Author's note: this is not a re-write but something closer to a sequel to my original story Make-Up for the Models. While it's not necessary to read it if you want to give it a crack feel free. I will still be adding threads to it. Disclaimer: all names, characters, etc in this story are fictional.) You stepped out on the balcony of the hotel and for a moment just paused to breath it all in. A beautiful view of the sun as it started to rise signalling the start of the day. The smell of the sea...
My vacation week was here, but it didn't start the way I had hoped. After a decent Saturday evening at our local swinger’s party, we went out for dinner on Sunday. I must have eaten something bad, since the next three days I was either at the doctors or in bed with a fever and various assortments of ailments. Finally by Wednesday morning, I woke up still not up to 100%, but actually I felt much better. I asked my man if I could get away until Friday to continue my recuperation. He agreed that a...
CheatingSilkie Greene,(formerly Sylvia Greenburg) is finishing telling Tom about the time she gave a blow job to her mother's drummer, and unbeknownst to her at the time, her mother's lover. . She then goes into another story about her life as a sexual temptress at age f******n: " "It was always a surprise when I made the first move. Did that get them excited? Oh God, did it ever... well,yeah, for boys especially. I got to see how erections work, I guess you could say that. I was having a lot of fun....
There was a little interlude, and then his tounge went right into my mouth. I had been experimenting since I was thirteen about what "sexy" meant. I thought I had just found the answer. I thought: ' Okay, Miguel, you want to get a little bit of Sylvia? This is your lucky night, boyo.' I noticed that Judy and Pedro were kissing now, sitting on the sofa, watching us dance. Just kissing. I was kissing Miguel, doing this dance with him just as close as I could do it. I looked over again. Judy was...
"How does that feel, Leo, if I push my ass on you like that? How does that feel, baby?" " If he comes before I do, I'm gonna be really pissed. Can't have that. I need to come, I really need it, I don't think he is going to last very long." "One thing I learned about getting it in my ass is that I can rub myself as hard and fast as I want, the dick never gets in the way, and the guy is still fucking me like crazy................"" 'I was masturbating as hard as I could. He had his arms around...
I’d been single for quite a few months when Lisa messaged me out of the blue on Facebook last year. She sent me a phone number and asked me to ring her as she something important to ask me. My curiosity pricked I gave her a ring that evening.We exchanged the usual pleasantries (and it was great to hear her voice again) before I asked her what the call was about. It was quite a long story: Sophie, her stepdaughter, had recently returned from university after gaining a degree and a teaching...
I wasn't exactly sure what kind of building Ariana was bringing me into. It wasn't dirty or dangerous or anything like that, but it wasn't an apartment building either. It seemed like a collection of business suites. She had asked me to be quiet so I didn't want to ask her until we were behind closed doors. When she lead me into the room, it made more sense. The space was small and softly lit, very warm and cozy, with music playing and a padded table in the middle. Very small. She had clearly...
I'm an adventurist for sure. A horn-dog, a slut, a monger, a serial masturbationist. . .an all-around perv you could say. And I'm okay with that. In fact, I like it and hope I never get so old that my dick goes soft and my libido fades. That would suck.I am not, however, a good diarist. I think about all my encounters and wish I had kept some kind of record. Something to re-kindle the memory of this escapade or that. But I don't.Until now.London rapped on my hotel room door with...
Back after a long hiatus. I was busy shifting from Los Angeles to New York Had a great time in Los Angeles. I had in these last few days.I had picked up my new career of Professional photography in last few days of my stay in Los Angeles. There I had the pleasure of learning it well & now I have become a prolific enough photographer. Once I arrived in New York I took up this new hobby seriously. Since I was not having any friends here I chose to kill my time by photography. On an...
Hello everyone – a mostly true story that just happened!!!Today my Bi- friend Chris arrived back from a few months in Malaysia. He said he had been reading my stories and wanted to be part of them. So we decided to act one out and he would a Sissy (well I always thought he was one anyway!!)Firstly I fitted him with a pair of Niplettes which he wore all day. He loved the way his nipples doubled in size. When I took them off and rubbed oil on them he started fondling mine through my silky blouse....
" Hello there!" A voice shouted behind me as I strolled hand in hand with my husband, Simon, on Blackpool's Central Pier, I turned, a man in his mid 40s,around 6ft tall with thinning dark hair slimly built, he spoke again, "Hi, pardon me but aren't you A.J. from Tumblr? I love your blog," I felt myself redden slightly, a reaction I always tended to undergo whenever somebody recognised me from my online blog posts, " Yes I am, how are you?" I offered him my hand which he shook vigourously, "...
first time – anal – oral – shemale – dominant shemale – submissive male – rimjobBook Expo America. Here we go, again. Will it be the same thing again?Fly in, get the baggage, take a smelly cab to the hotel. Meet my Sales Director, Victoria (who goes by V), in the bar."We've got to set up the booth, Jack. But first, let's have a drink or two!" She winked. V has been my boss for five years. She rode the team hard for sales numbers, but she was fair. We had up years and down years, she knew there...
This story goes with my video: http://xhamster.com/movies/6160817/rediscovering_the_fun_of_stinging_nettles_may_2016.html?s=4Whilst out walking my dog last week her ball got lost in the hedge. When I reached I to retrieve it my hand brushed against some stinging nettles. My fingers tingled for ages and as I continued my walk it brought back memories of about 8 years ago when I read a few accounts of guys using stinging nettles on their cocks and I had tried it. At that time I lived in a first...
Hi, “J” is my nick name. My intro – have an office and also look after my family business. I come from a family of fortune and riches, born a silver spoon also been enjoying my life with foreign trips and stuff. I keep travelling to Bangalore, Chennai and Hyderabad often for business and also vacation trips. I look good as people say! Though not so tall but stand with 170 cms, I ‘m a sports person so, I keep jogging thrice a week and keep myself fit. I speak, English, Hindi, Telugu and Tamil....
The Time To Strike It seems like a strange thing to look forward to, but when the news came down that we as a union might strike, I got very excited about what I could do with the time off. Some of the events that happened I could never have dreamed of, but I am so happy that they did happen that I felt the need to write my story. A little background on me. I live in the Albany, NY area. I am a 30 something year old male named Bob, who for the most parts is known to be one of the...
All of us have special moments we remember about our mothers. We remember even more details when they have passed and are waiting to welcome us into their loving world. (Hope I make it there.) I’ll tell you a little more of my mom so you know why I have those loving thoughts of our time together. We were Florida farmers or if you were in Texas we would have been ranchers. Our farm had acreage that was used for strawberries and then when all the berries were gone, the fields and rows were...
The folks were in the Kennedy station wagon coming home from the hospital, so I went straight to the Kennedy's to give 'Jeannie the Junior' my completed homework and to pick up the new assignments. It didn't take me long to do my chores and then sit with Shelly while I told her that doing the classes away from school wasn't bad. She could write notes if she needed some help with math. We hadn't been in bed long when I head the Kennedy ring on the phone. Our phone rang a minute later....
Wednesday went almost exactly like expected while I was able to begin repairing files and sorting receipts. I needed some accounting paper so I went to the office to see what they had in their stock room. They had six, eight, and ten column. I had no idea what I would need, so I took a small ten column pad. I began listing the item, the date, for what vehicle number, military part number, the suggested retail price in the price book, the actual price, and the date paid. Eight columns would...
I knew it was going to be the longest day of the summer. Work started at 9AM on July 24th, and it dragged on for eight unbearable hours. But as soon as that clock struck 5:00, I was gone. I fought the urge to run and instead walked calmly to the parking lot, where my car was waiting with a full tank of gas and my weekend bag already packed. I made the drive at 90 miles an hour, and admittedly my mind wasn’t very focused on the close calls in traffic, but more concerned with the girl waiting at...
A drop of sweat dripped over my temple and landed on my pillow while I swatted hopelessly at the darkness in front on my face. It felt like I was being robbed of my sanity by the persistent high-pitched hum of the mosquitos floating around my head. In my fitful state, I fantasised what Emily’s shapely legs would feel like wrapped around me with my cock deep inside her.‘This is hopeless; I can’t sleep.’ I thought.I was on holiday at the family lake house in the middle of July. My older cousin...
MasturbationMort's Magic Mix 2008 Edition A 4th of July Wish Fulfillment Story by Rugburn Elements include: Multiple Transformations and Effects () () () () () () () () As Guy came into the clearing he was met with several "Heyo's" "Heyo Yourselves," Guy exclaimed with a grin on his face. He hefted his bag and walked toward the ring of his peers sitting around a campfire where the flames were was just starting to dig into the heavier logs. Guy looked around the the grassy clearing and...
July 4th Fireworks I’m sitting at my small desk that was salvaged from the inventory of furniture that wasn’t purchased by the new owners of the company I spent almost forty years building, nurturing, and enjoyably making successful. Truthfully, I’m glad I don’t have to answer the bell every day. The reason I’m writing is because of what day of the year it is. I am truly a patriot who is a proud American. The kids say I have the T-shirt but I also have the scars and limp that signify the...
Hi! After seeing the bits on cliches in TG fiction on the Fictionmania Hyperboard, I decided a story was needed that played a bit with them. Blackjack was created by the late great Osamu Tezuka;all you need to know about him for the story is included. It's okay to post this on sites that don't charge readers. A VISIT FROM BLACKJACK by Scott K. Jamison (Blackjack created by Osamu Tezuka. North American rights held by Viz Comics, and no infringement is...
The BlacksmithThe divorce had been final for almost a year.? Maria and the business were long gone, it was her concept and hard work anyway.? I kept the 2 acres in Connecticut and the beach house in Laguna, both already paid for, and more than enough money to enjoy them both.? I wanted out and she wanted more.? We were both very different people now, I had taught Maria business, and she taught me the intimacy of sex.? She showed me ways to enjoy sex my rigid Connecticut upbringing never dreamed...
cashed my check and grabbed some dinner at Aunt Fannies Resturant. After I ate, I went for a ride on my freshly rebuilt Shovelhead, a '80-80. I took the long way out thru the forest, then zig zagged down to Belleview, then back up 441 and stopped at Dick's Bar on the north side of town. It was around 9:30 when I pulled into the parking lot and a dozen or scooters were already there. I entered the dimly lighted bar, grabbed a long neck Bud and put my quarter down...
Normally, I enjoyed the Friday night dances at the works when I was the duty manager. All I had to do was to ensure there was no trouble and to make sure the bar shut at 10.30 and the room was clear by 11.00pm so that security could release the guard dogs. I loved to dance, but tonight all the best girls seemed to have partners. But then my attention was drawn to a young lady dancing with one of the single men, she looked utterly bored, and the glance she threw me as she passed close by me...
EroticThe Princess and the BlacksmithOnce upon a time, in a castle on a mountain surrounded by forests there lived a beautiful young girl called Princess Lilla who everyone fell in love with until they met her and realised what a spoiled, vicious tongued, vindictive, vile little madam she really was.Her father loved her and would do anything for her because she was completely impossible if he didn't, and her mother left years ago because she couldn't stand the constant tantrums.Meanwhile at the edge...
Once upon a time, in a castle on a mountain surrounded by forests there lived a beautiful young girl called Princess Lilla who everyone fell in love with until they met her and realised what a spoiled, vicious tongued, vindictive, vile little madam she really was. Her father loved her and would do anything for her because she was completely impossible if he didn't, and her mother left years ago because she couldn't stand the constant tantrums. Meanwhile at the edge of the same forest...