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"Damn it, John, do you really have to be a walking, talking, driving cliché? The road isn't even paved anymore ... where the hell are we?" John had known the silence was drawing to an end. Historically, his sister could only hold her tongue for so long and, once she'd crossed her arms over her ample chest, he'd known the quiet would soon be interrupted. He clasped the steering wheel tighter. "We're not lost--just a little turned around. We'll hit a town soon." "Yeah, well, you'd...
"Good slut, my cum and your cum will be your favourite meal...Now it's my turn to cum and make your ass a cum dump!"Laura grabbed Rebecca's legs and began to pound her slave hard."Fuck!" Rebecca groaned."Here it comes slut, ENJOY YOUR FIRST CREAM PIE!" Laura roaded as she began to shoot load after load into Rebecca's ass. "FUCK!"Laura cock began to stop shooting, and she collapsed onto her slave.Rebecca began to cry. "Thank you, Mistress, for being my first time.""You are...most welcome...
"Wakey wakey sleepy head," Paula said.Samantha groaned. "What time is it?""It's seven in the morning," Paula replied. "It's time for your boosters."Samantha got up slowly and yawned. She felt the two pricks on her arm."All done," Paula said. "I would let you sleep for longer. But I've got to go out.""To the office and do shopping, yeah?" Samantha replied, looking at her Mistress, who was wearing her jammies which were black shorts and a black t-shirt."Yip, also to get you a pair of slippers and...
A week had passed since Paula took Samantha's virginity. Since then Samantha had been phoning the council and telling them that she was moving out of her apartment. She had also gone to the bank to have Paula's name added to her bank account. Samantha even had begun the process of getting her name changed from Sam Watson to Samantha Watson.Samantha also had her ear pierced by Paula's request. The slave now had pink studs in her ears. As for her body, she began to notice it was slowly changing....
Tara's BayouLevel 1 - Fresh MeatI am watching TV and as usual my hand is on my dick. Shit I am so fucking horny! Tired of just sitting here night after night rubbing several out! I need to fuck someone and I need tO FUCK THEM NOW! It's a wonder my right arm doesn't look like Popeye! What the hell am I watching anyway!?This is so fucked up. I am too young for this crap. I am 24 years old living in a country-like town far in the north of Sweden. This shithole is a place where people come...
It was Sunday morning. Samantha was staring at the mirror. She wearing her summer dress, makeup was perfect, the wig was on perfect, and she was wearing her three-inch heels.Today she was going out to do shopping. She was going outside for the first time as a girl, and she was a nervous wreck.The slave had spent the last few days walking and talking like a woman. She has been getting her daily shots, along with doing her squats and wearing three-inch heels to get used to them. Oh and sucking on...
Tara's BayouLevel 2 – Evil DongI can’t believe in all of Britain, I can’t find one bloke to fuck me. All I do is work, come home and sit in front of the tele thinking about getting shagged. I do fancy a good porn film whilst I pet my pussy into some calm state. I love giving me self a good orgasm but damn I need a good shag!I think tonight I will try and play Tara’s Bayou again. That is one intense video game. It makes you feel like you are right there in the game and everything that is...
Black hole my backside! Actually that makes sense. A rather sore yet fun sense. I’m getting ahead of myself here.I headed down to Astrometrics, which oddly enough was in pitch darkness, no console light, no screens no nothing ,I drew my phaser not sure what had happened.“You will not need that Ensign.”I’ll admit I nearly dropped it out of fright, Seven’s voice could be scary at the best of time s but that monotone in pitch black took it up a notch. That and the memory of the last time she was...
Introduction: A man goes from an obscure loser to a wealthy writer, and reaps more benefits than just money. Life sure is funny is how it plays out. I have never been a religious man, still am not, but I did listen to the Joel Olsteen guy when the times were bad. He was so positive, that helped, but he also talked about how God could make up for decades of crap, in just a few years through super natural increase. Like I said, I am no Christian and am agnostic about the existence of a deity,...
I knew it, I knew it, knew it, knew it. I should have said no, took my punishment from the Captain, but I refused to listen to my brain and now I’m standing my backside burning hot, my mouth feeling twice as wide as before and ....well let just say I’m glad I have a few days off because I do not want to suffer wearing a bra again just yet. My nipples have suffered enough .Anyway to today’s lesson.Seven summoned me to the Holodeck, under the pretence of showing me in greater detail a galaxy we...
Ensign King by Eugene Webber "The Admiral will see you now," the secretary said, ushering Ensign Ronald King into a very large office. King marched smartly into Admiral's desk and saluted. The Admiral returned his salute perfunctorily. King stood at attention, wondering why he had been summoned. He had never met the Admiral, indeed had not known of her existence, or the particular division she commanded until he was transferred to her command. He tried to look resolutely...
Cat and Mouse: The Tryout by Bluto "Good afternoon, this is Della Delargio reporting live for WNBC from the financial district. The Protectors, NYC's newest superhero team, has just foiled a bold daylight robbery attempt by The Destroyers, a gang of supervillains who have been increasingly active in recent months. "The Destroyers staged a lightning raid on the Federal Reserve Bank and were about to make a rooftop getaway when The Protectors came charging to the rescue. Here...
I’d known it was a bad idea, but I hadn’t been able to resist I had only joined Starfleet to see the stars and instead I was stuck in boring old Engineering with barely a view-screen in sight. So the temptation to sneak into Astrometrics while Seven of Nine was regenerating was too much, Sure I’d been caught by Seven before and she had warned me against doing so again, but I hadn’t taken her threat too seriously. Now I wished I had.Sure I could see the stars but being suspended over the open...
From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Cheerleading (what else?) Hey Em, it's your very-best-friend-in-the-world, but I guess you knew that when you saw the "from" line, right? Duh, my blond is showing again. Anyway, how are you holding up in godawful Cleveland... I still CANNOT believe that your parents could just up and move from beautiful SoCal to the midwest for gods sake... and break up the dynamic duo of Smithfield High cheereleading... but anyway, I still...
She was sitting at her workstation, looking oh, so sexy and nice. Her name was Olivia and she was the picture of loveliness, with her long jet-black hair that hung almost to the middle of her lower back, and that was pinned up. She had a dark skin tone, but not too dark, just a lighter shade than most, which indicated she was of a mixed race.She sported a short mini skirt with a side slit that allowed her to show off her long and slender legs and upper thigh. Her shirt was a button-down type...
Office SexSamantha was in the kitchen, having toast. It was Monday, and today was the first time she was going to work as a girl.Tracy had bugged Paula about getting Samantha a real job instead of being a maid for the past few weeks. So, Paula craved in, and Tracy offered Paula's slave a job.Samantha, for her part, felt she couldn't refuse because if she did, she would be letting down her Mistress.Samantha had work in retail when she was a boy. But that was the stockroom she never dealt with the...
REASSIGNMENT By Ingrid Halb Reassignment Case file 2107-6306-G Subject: Candace (Ethan Kaine) Classification: FOUO/Sensitive Start Run: Yes it was possible for a tired 47-year old man to continue to be a productive member of society, but Ethan Kaine had chosen an increasingly obsolescent career path. His line of work was rapidly being automated with new AI software. But after 22 years of federal service Ethan was of the firm belief that the system worked and that the...
Laura was lying in her bed on looking at her phone. She could smell her breakfast getting cooked from the kitchen."Mmm that smells so good," she said. "I can't believe I picked up a slave who knows how to make breakfast."Rebecca walked into the bedroom with a plate and a cup of tea. "Breakfast is served, Mistress." She handed Laura the plate, and it was scrambled egg and toast. Rebecca put the cup on Laura's bedside drawer, and she got on her knees. Where she belonged.Rebecca had gone through a...
I sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...
She was an absolute beauty. That circumstance affected her life from childhood on. She was sought after by many for business or personal reasons, usually egocentric. The dollars came rolling in for modelling and such, and as arm-candy she was wined, dined, and well-traveled. The latter usually expected access to her beautiful body in exchange, she discovered. She liked sex alright, but these joinings were mostly physical lust, not providing much emotional satisfaction beyond feeling desirable....
Samantha and Paula arrived outside the beauty salon after making a short trip to the car to put all of Samantha's new stuff in the boot."Right before we go in," Paula said. "I must warn you that Laura is the most dominant one out of me, Tracy and another friend you will meet soon. She might be too rough for you.""Mistress, if I can't handle your friend, then I've failed my duty as your slave," Samantha replied."She's eight inches, and she knows how to use it!" Paula said firmly. "Please, if it...
REASSIGNMENT: DEEP WATER by Ingrid Halb Reassignment Case file 2113-1725-O(P) Subject: Candace Kaine Classification: TOP SECRET/Black Start Run: {stop run} UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS Run redacted file? Y/N Classification: SECRET/Blue Start Run: *** The former Special Agent Candace Kaine rode in the back of the transport under close guard and level four restraint. There was little about her to indicate her former status. A thousand-mile stare and an inscrutable facial...
Six months had passed since Samantha became Paula's slave. The young woman was in her bedroom naked looking at the mirror. She had changed a lot in the past six months.Her breasts were now A cups. Her waist was now narrow with her hips widening, her ass was round and filled out. It was wasn't a big ass, but it jiggled when Paula fucked her.Samantha's face changed as her cheekbones became more define and her face became a lot softer and feminine as did the rest of her body. Her lips did receive...
First thing, I went looking for Tracy. She didn't see me come up behind her. I figured a little payback was in order so I gave her a hip check. Her head snapped around, and when she saw it was me, she got a big grin. "Hey, sexy boy," she purred. That got everyone's attention, and I actually blushed. She winked at me as she turned to go to her locker. It was nice to see her smiling. After school, I went to baseball tryouts. There were a lot of guys and even a few girls trying out. I...
Everyone in the crowd froze in a various array of postures. Moments after they got to their seats the group battle ended, and in both ghastly and bloody manner, at that. “Is ... is that it?” Someone asked in a barely audible voice. “In just a few seconds he took out five of the eight of them, killing three of them, not less...” Another person mentioned waveringly. “How terrible, he even didn’t spare the woman...” “Dad, dad, what Martial school this expert belongs to? Please sign me in!”...
1. Aries (March 21 - April 19): Sexual Style: Passionate and impatient, these lovers want to get down to business. They're not into wooing you with flowers and romance. They're actors, not dreamers, and they prefer a spicy, energetic romp to a drawn-out lovemaking session."They want what they want, and they want it now," says Vega. If what they want is you, you'll have a partner dedicated to pleasing you between the sheets — but you'd better not be into foreplay, because you're not going to get...
It goes without saying that NSFW YouTube is my favorite YouTube. After all, I am a professional masturbator, a world-renown internet pornography expert, and a self-described pervert. I mean, sure, sometimes I’ve got to watch the same SFW tutorial videos as you when I’m figuring out how to upgrade the RAM on my laptop, but it’s only so I can watch higher-tech porn. (Those VR gadgets can be a real motherfucker, can’t they?) ThePornDude ain’t just a clever internet nickname, you...
Porn for Women SitesConsequences I: No More I Love You's By Myria Looking back it seems like it was all simple fate. If I hadn't had so much paperwork to do that I stayed well past my shift, if I hadn't decided to take the bridge across instead of my usual route home, if the moon hadn't been shining so brightly, if... If so many things hadn't conspired to come together I never would have even seen her. There's something about winter nights that can be almost exhilarating. The way the cold air...
Chapter 1 I've worked in Human Resources ever since I graduated from college twenty-two years ago. Now, before you start in on HR people and how they've treated you and all that, let me tell you that I'm in the hiring part of HR, I'm in Staffing. That's the good part of HR, right? I'm the guy who helps give you the job, not take it away or put you on probation. And that means that whenever our company builds a new plant, a new manufacturing facility, I and some of my like colleagues are...
Eroticism, it may be said, is assenting to life. AMY The Demhe out of Batumi lay at anchor in a quiet cove on the western shore of Kheros. A warm, red light rippled across the water from the deck like a paler echo of the setting sun. The faint sound of a Dvorak piano quintet drifted to the shore. Even in the pale twilight the woman’s nudity was startlingly luminous against the grey sand. She zipped up a weighted bag containing her newly-bought clothes and carried it into the sea - the...
“If you’re a man in America, and you have a great divorce lawyer, you get the kids every other week. If you have a decent divorce lawyer, you get them on the weekends. If you have a bad divorce lawyer, you get them a week of every month. If you have my divorce lawyer, you get them for one month every year before school starts, and no contact until then. You know, I sympathize with women activists in this country, I really do. It makes no sense that half the population had to claw through...
Charles Tate and I had been childhood sweethearts. Everyone within the bayou of Houma, Louisiana thought we were the perfect couple. But we discovered a terrible secret that tore through our love and hearts. We were half brother and sister. How could this be? How could this possibly happen? When we were eighteen years old we demanded to know the truth from our parents. My Mama told me that Charles’s father, Emmet Tate, had been a few years older than she and seduced by his charm and good...
IncestThreading the Needle By Lainie Lee "Where did you learn to sew?" "My mother taught me. And I can't sew, putting a button back on isn't sewing, it's mending." "Whatever." "Hold still." "Weren't you a guy back then?" "I guess so, a sissy little boy, at least. Would you believe it better if I said my drill sergeant taught me?" "He did?" "Sort of. My mom, my aunts and my drill sergeant." "All at the same time?" "No, silly. Hold still or I'll sew this button to your...
HumorWe’re on the weird part of the internet with this one, boys. I miss the days when I used to review anal videos, which was like, the weirdest part of my job. These days, it feels like the zoomers are taking shit too far. Today, we’re talking about NSFW ASMR videos. I’m not going to break down what that acronym stands for. It’s a complicated term for that simple little effect in your brain when you get a tingly sensation down your back and you feel sleepy. It sounds a lot like an orgasm, but it’s...
ASMR Porn SitesMike knew the instant he did it he was in trouble! “Dammit,” he cursed out loud, “stupidstop sign!” The spinning blue light on the police squad car told him instantly that he had just committed his third moving violation in the past twelve months! “Christ alive,” he thought, “I’m gonna lose my fucking license again!!!!” He waited until the officer was next to his door before rolling down his window. Trying the “I don’t have a clue approach”, he offered, “Something wrong, officer?” The female...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty: Tryouts Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. When Mark slipped out of bed, he jostled me from my dream. It was a reoccurring dream, where my whore of a mother never left us and we were all living together again, happy. There was always that moment of disappointment when I awoke and realized it had been a dream, my mother had run off to whore around with that musician. Anger was starting to roil in my stomach, so I forced the thoughts...
This all started about a year ago when I was 23 and I was home from work. It was about 3:30 when my sister walked in from school. She had just finished cheer tryouts and was crying. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that they did not think she was good enough“Well what did you do for them?” I asked. “Show me and ill be the judge of that,” I told her.“I don’t know, I don’t even think it was that good,” she replied.“Come on sis, you have been talking about this for so long. Just let me...
IncestWhen I went to school this morning I had an extra bounce in my step. I had a girl whom I loved, my movie obligations were done, for now, and best of all was baseball tryouts started today. I was excited about this season. We were finally going to get to play varsity ball. The other thing I noticed was they had broken ground on the new Field House. They planned on having it done by the start of the coming school year, next August. I could hardly wait to be able to use it. Dad was also...
Onzengvas ... its lands, before the Age of Catastrophe shifted continents, before it reshaped the planet and before Luminous Church unified it in the name of The Almighty, were known as Africa and South and East Asia. At the center of the south eastern lands of Onzengvas an enormous and marvelous, mountain like capital city was erected, named after the land itself, “Onzengvas city”, and powered by a formation of twelve floating pagodas crafted from twelve third realm Pure Cores. It knew no...
Designing Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I started making jewelry when I was 10, then later, when I was 12, found I had a flair for designing dresses as well. At first only my close friends had the pieces I made, but the other kids noticed, and I soon found myself selling copies, first at my school, then, all at once it mushroomed to include kids at other schools. For me, it was a hobby, and I enjoyed doing it, but once the demand grew I had to charge for them. Not a...
The last semester had started off so bad, but by the end I had decided to stay where I was. With Rory and Gemma, I now had other students to talk to, it wasn’t often, but it was enough for me to get by. During the break I had plans. I had disregarded my Dad’s advice about not researching baseball, I did my normal video research, on all aspects of the game. As well as learning about the game, I discovered a few things about the game. Pitchers got a lot of recognition but didn’t play as...
Auditions************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2005The 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.*************************************************Three or four times a year a sign saying ‘Auditions’ used to appear at the entrance to...
Who doesn't love a good bargain? Dickering to seal a deal. I do, so I'm often visiting small antique stores, thrift stores, and flea markets looking for stuff, and then trying to get it for less money. Sometimes I know what I want, other times I stumble across something rather unexpected and snap it up. That's what led me to a little consignment shop next three towns away. I was browsing Craigslist when I saw an advertisement for a steamer trunk. I wanted but didn't really need a trunk, and...
Quickie SexYou have to sign for the packageFriday morning I was at home, still naked at bed; home alone as usual, because Victor had a quick flight to a near place and would return that same night.The doorbell rang and I wondered who it could be so early. I got up and walked naked to the window. Looking out the large front window, I could see a delivery truck parked down in the street in front of our park lane. I wasn't expecting anything. Suddenly my eyes caught some movement on the porch. I saw the...
Designated Wench The klaxons howled. The baying din of the dying animal that the ship had become and the deck plates beneath their feet bucked and twisted with each impact until it felt like there would never be solidity under their boot soles again. The three men felt themselves tossed and slammed into the ship's deck and they reflexively clutched against it grasping for something solid in a fluid world of unpredictable movement; it felt like it would never end but it did eventually....
SIGNS Loading had taken some time and everything was in its place to be quickly accessible. The oppressive heat made it difficult to be so organized. “Hello!” I wrenched the garage door the rest of the way closed and turned to see her, my neighbor, my busy body neighbor. “So, what are you hiding?” There was a big grin on her face as she asked. Apparently, I looked...
Straight SexI just posted "Mary Does Porn" about my friend Greg's wife Mary. I'll continue to tell it as he told me.It was a rainy Saturday evening in Hilo as I drove 41 year old Mary to a house on the outskirts of town. We entered and I noticed immediately that there was only one other young female there besides my wife. Stephan, one of Mary's clients in the body waxing business, had invited her to tryout for a part in a porn movie they were shooting.I saw Stephan there along with a large, dark Hawaiian...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
I’m not at the office today. Nope, I’m out on the road and it just so happens that I have to make a detour though your neck of the woods. Tapping on the open back door, I just ambled in. I’ve done it before and although it makes you jump, you’ve got used to it now. You even tell me if you’re going to be alone for the day. Naughty beast! So I know he’s not here. You also know I hoped to find time to drop by, just not this early. I can hear you in the shower, so I quietly slip my clothes off and...
Quickie SexAs the light of the dawn starts to show the colours within the darkened room, I begin to see you in more detail. You sleep on, quietly. A half smile on your face, your eye-lids fluttering to some half remembered, half forgotten dream of rapture long ago. Or maybe you remember our passion of last night. The frenzy of our love-making, inspired by the prolonged sensuous build-up of our drawn out, saucy and risqué letters over the time we thought we would never get together. Our passion and the...
Straight SexSon las 7 de la mañana del Domingo 3 de Diciembre del 2017 y escribo esto sentada en el comedor de mi apartamento después de hacer ejercicio, estoy sudada y no me he bañado. Escribo estas lineas buscando la explicación de la insatisfacción permanente de mis conductas sexuales normales y el enorme placer que me producen las experiencias sexuales perversas que impliquen sumisión y abuso.Mientras estuve casada y ante la negativa de mi ex esposo a permitírmelo, anhelaba practicar sexo oral a un...
The main -- he shows he's mafia with his style of humour' in his choice of name -- steps down soon!The two main reasons you can read below. The rest of my essay is making fun of them poor backward Americans.They are like Russians: they do not know, any longer, the difference between pure propaganda and scientific truth.They are like Russians, every argument only counts if it comes from Putin or whomever is fresh equipotent in power.They just chose 'King of Spades', to be Trump Ace for four...
The main -- he shows he's mafia with his style of humour' in his choice of name -- steps down soon!The two main reasons you can read below. The rest of my essay is making fun of them poor backward Americans.They are like Russians: they do not know, any longer, the difference between pure propaganda and scientific truth.They are like Russians, every argument only counts if it comes from Putin or whomever is fresh equivalent in power.They just chose 'King of Spades', to be Trump Ace for four...
Re-designing Jerry. By: Maryann This story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. This story can be archived on Fictionmania. Copyright (C) 2000 by Maryann. All rights reserved. Permission is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text. Electronic storage of unaltered copies for personal use is also permitted. Any other use of this text is a violation of copyright. No hardcopies may be made without written permission from the...