Steampunk Harlots Chapter 1
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Relaxing by the pool, I watched as my loving wife, Samantha, and our son, Kevin, horsed around in the water, and it made me smile. I couldn't help but think back to a time when I had such closeness with my own mom, except mine went well beyond what you would call "normal."When my recollection ended, I found myself perplexed. It had been years since I'd uprooted those old, unmentionable memories, and I had to question why.Samantha—or Sam, as she likes to be called—is the love of my life. I'll...
Incest"I just can't believe what Hubert asked me last night," Terri said, as she lay on the beach next to her good friend. Both of them had their arms crossed on their bellies with their toes pointed toward the ocean.Margery, Terri's friend, replied, "Well, don't leave me hanging. What did your husband say?"At forty-two, Terri was still a beautiful woman, with long, silky black hair and brown eyes. She heard what her friend had asked, but now felt a little hesitant and said, "Forget I said...
Incest"Oh... Oh yes... Yes, just like that... Oh yes, I'm so close. Oh, Fuck! I'm... I'm... I'M CUMMING!!" I screamed as I awoke from my dream. Covered in sweat, I sat up and noticed that once again, I had cum in my sleep.Fuck! Another sex dream about Mom. I thought as I leaped up and stripped the stain-covered sheet from my bed.As I tossed the soiled linen into my hamper, I mumbled, "Maybe it's natural to have dreams like this?"Who the fuck am I kidding. No way can this be natural. I rationalized...
Incest"Okay, Mom. I've got all my stuff packed," I said as I made my way to the steps.I could tell my mom wasn't happy about my decision to spend my summer vacation with my father and stepmom in Indiana.But I was now eighteen, and I think she was worried I would just move out there to live if she made a big fuss about it.You see, my parents divorced back when I was twelve, and from what Mom had told me, she caught dad having an affair.That's why Mom didn't care for Dad now, and I did my best not to...
IncestAs I laid next to my wife, I thought back to what took place three months ago when I saw her fuck our Son for the first time. I glanced over and gazed upon Sam's sweet face as she laid peacefully sleeping while I lightly stroked my cock to the naughty images that filled my mind.Closing my eyes, I could hear her screaming, "Yes... yes... Kevin! Ugh! Ugh! Ah! Oh god, go deeper. Deeper!" As our Son pounded away at her forbidden pussy. Her legs quickly wrapped tightly around his waist as she...
IncestSo there I was, standing at the doorway to our bedroom with flowers in my hand, watching some total stranger fuck the living shit out of my wife.It wasn't until she actually opened her eyes that she even considered stopping as this muscular white guy fucked her doggy style while pulling on her long black hair."Oh, My God! Glen!!" I heard as my heart sank. Dropping the flowers to the floor, I turned around and slunk into the kitchen.As I popped the top of a cold beer with my shaking hands, I...
IncestIt was my freshman year in college when my life changed with my Mother, and I was twenty years old at the time. What I meant by a change is that's when I first discovered I actually craved for my Mother in a sexual way.I know, right. I was amazed at first myself to have these unthinkable ideas swimming around in my brain about my Mother, but in my defense, it was really her fault it happened - at least that's what I told myself.I guess I should take you back to when it all started. It was a...
IncestI once heard, "If you want to make God laugh, just tell him your plans," and found out how true that was.You see, my name is Chris, and this is my tale of how that happened to me.It all began back when I was naïve and young. Right out of high school at the ripe old age of eighteen, I married my high school sweetheart, Jessica.We were on top of the world, and Jessica was the love of my life. She was the woman who melted my heart, and I had the rest of my life to enjoy how happy she made me.Jess...
IncestAs I was happily driving to work like any other day, my phone suddenly rang."Hi, Honey.""Hi," I heard my wife, Meadow, say. "The school just called me.""What did she do, now?""I don't know, but they want to have a meeting with us.""When?""Now.""Now? Fuck! Okay, I'll turn around and pick you up."Driving back home, I had to wonder where we went wrong with her. You see, this isn't the first time we received a call about our daughter, Stevie. Over the last couple of years, things had only gotten...
IncestI STARTED COLLEGE AND SINCE I WAS TAKING COMPUTER SCIENCE, I GOT A JOB AS AN ASSISTANT FOR IT DEPARTMENT, I LOVED THE JOB IT WAS EASY FIXING OTHER STUDENTS’ COMPUTERS, AND PRINTERS. I OF COURSE HAD TO SIGN A SHIT LOAD OF NON-DISCLOSURE STATEMENTS. I MAINLY SET UP NEW COMPUTERS THE SCHOOL BOUGHT TO RUN ON OUR NETWORK AND SET PASSWORDS FOR THE INSTRUCTERS AND THEIR CLASSES FOR SPECIFIC SITES. ONE MORNING I WENT IN EARLY TO JUST GET OUT OF CLASS AND ON MY DESK WAS A AWESOME GAMING LAPTOP. THER...
----------------------- Julia sat next to me at the breakfast table. She was engrossed in reading the latest salacious novel by her favourite author. My wife was an avid reader and loved a bit of filth. She had this habit of licking her lips as she turned each page, no doubt anticipating something scandalous on the next page. It was quite a turn on. I was less entertained as I sat with my tablet dredging through a backlog of tedious technical work emails. Our concentrations were...
A Mother and Son deal with a trying time. Happenstance: A chance happening or event. A chance situation, especially one producing a good result. Fuck! I thought, when my mother, Jasmine, told me that we were now under a national lockdown because of a global pandemic. I guess I could understand as to the reason why; but in all honesty, the only thing that I was worried about, at that moment, was if this emergency was going to hinder me from getting laid once more. Okay, call me selfish, but...
IncestAs Becky looked out the window of the train car, my hand moved discretely over to her thigh. I rested it ever so lightly on her leg just above the knee. Becky was so interested in what was passing by she didn't notice at first. That gave me the courage to proceed and I let it rest a little more relaxed on her leg. She still didn't react positively or negatively, which I was thankful for. But the next step wouldn't be so easy. Becky's steampunk outfit consisted of an ankle-length tan cotton...
SteampunkPunked - a way to describe someone ripping you off, tricking you, teasing you, or making you feel foolish.My name is Daniel White and the story I'm about to relate to you occurred a couple years ago now. I had been invited to a party by a friend of mine who thought I needed to "get out and socialize a bit."You see, I had just been through a rather nasty breakup - finding my girlfriend with someone who I always thought was my best friend - and I hadn't been seen much in the dating circles. So...
SteampunkEugenia sidestepped a lumbering, whiskey-breathed patron standing idly in the doorway. Slinking into the cacophonous pub, the powerful scent of mold and cheap spirits filled her nostrils. It was an odor she was very familiar with, so much so that it vanished from her perception within seconds. Tables full of boorish, unkempt men ogled her as she passed by. She knew nearly all of them by now, and knew how to navigate them. One pinched her bottom as she squeezed past his table, to which she...
For a tool shed, it could have been worse living. A small bunk had been fashioned out of some shelving. The walls were lined with rumpled, moth-eaten tapestries. The window was sealed tightly shut with grime, but allowed for a fuzzy view of the lakeside. Stacks of canned goods and jugs of lukewarm water lay scattered around the corners. A wicker chair with a hole cut through its seat rested in an alcove, under which lay a shallow trapdoor latrine. Betty was unused to sleeping in such an...
(c) Embers The commotion at the top of the stairs was fast becoming thunderous, vibrating the walls that surrounded Betty. She could hear the thumps of heavy boots, and the guffaws and hoots of men who sounded nearly as agitated as they were happy. With a biting prescience, the expression ‘thrown to the wolves’ dashed through her mind. The frameless mattress rumbled underneath Betty’s legs. Her rear end hung halfway off its side as she balanced herself with her palms against the floor,...
(c) Embers ‘Attention, gents! May I have your attention, please!’ With wide swoops of her arm, Eugenia raked a bottle back and forth across the balustrade. Even the pub’s most crapulous denizens knew it was much too early for last call, and since it was rare that ‘Easy Eu’ ever made announcements otherwise, everyone muted their chatter with piqued curiosity. ‘Good evening, all you handsome chaps! I have some news for you. Of course you all know me, Easy Eu, your favorite good-time gal. And...
‘Go on, go on. No one’s looking.’ Betty quiveringly drew in a deep breath and held it in her lungs. Why was her friend asking her to do this? Was it part of some kind of game? It seemed so weird, but she couldn’t bring it upon herself to protest. It was hard to say no to Eugenia. She exhaled, then clutched the sides of her skirt and began to lift it up. A gust of March air brushed her ankles, flapping the hosiery cuffed around them. As she pulled further, she felt the wind on her calves. Her...
Betty stood on her front porch, her fingertips chilly from handling wet laundry. She squinted, scanning the road expectantly. In addition to being somewhat overgrown, the road was also very steep, ascending sharply to hillier countryside, from her vantage point, she could see no farther than the white footbridge at its perceivable peak. She knew to watch that peak, for incoming visitors often first materialized there. And she anticipated this particular visitor with bated breath. A wiggling...
Clip clop, clip clop, clip clop... Blearily your eyes open upon a mountainous world coated in fresh falling snow and biting winds; you're on a prison wagon, hands bound, sharing the uncomfortable cart with three men. Directly across from you, a blonde haired Nord notices you, "So, you're finally awake. You're the one we picked up in Cyrodiil, right? Just like that thief over there." Sitting next to the Nord, a wiry muscled youth grunts, "Damn you Stormcloaks! Its you that the Empire wants, not...
Find That Guy: Round 3, The Harlot Letter Synopsis: In this transgender gameshow, Freddy is made over into a woman, and he and his girlfriend Sue compete against male contestants in sexually based challenges, until the only remaining male guess which of the two is a real woman. Freddy walked up to stand beside Sue, behind the small podiums provided for them. It looked like she'd been given at least a little time to clean up, but she still looked more than a little worn out. They...
In case you want to use the same setting that I used: All characters in this story are over the age of 18. It takes place in a private all-female boarding school where the different grades are separated into different buildings. All events take place in the “Senior” section of the school near the end of the year. Feel free to add your own chapters
Mind ControlShe moved through the day in a rosy haze, not really thinking about the daily chores she did through habit, her mind in a whirl from events of the day before. The day she had been so thoroughly fucked by her lover; the magic time when Chuck had gone down on her, when a man had actually eaten her pussy as if he was starving for it. Maybe he had been starving to taste her pussy, Regina thought, standing in the living room and looking about herself in a warm, loving glow. She felt giddy and...
Regina cowered in the bathroom while her lover snatched at discarded clothing and got the hell out of the house. She waited for what seemed an eternity, clutching her robe about a body that had suddenly turned shameful. Someone in Chuck's family had seen them eating each other; somebody in the other house had stared at them while they made oral love, as they writhed naked and panting upon her son's bed. Someone had watched them, but who? Had it been Stella Baker? Regina drew her robe...
She cooked a terrific dinner, working very hard at the preparation in order to keep her mind away from what she had been doing the rest of the day--sharing oral sex with Chuck Baker, and being fucked by his young son. It was difficult maintaining normal discussions with her own husband, but Regina managed by keeping everything on the level of food and kids and what they were going to do for the rest of the summer. From time to time, as she bustled about the kitchen, Regina cast sidelong...
She was trapped in the garage, ambushed there as she was starting to get into the car. He came out of the shadows swiftly, and before she could do more than gasp, was in the seat beside her. "Carey! What--" He threw an arm around her neck and pulled her face to his. His lips were warm, his tongue a fiercely demanding probe, both wet and hurried. Her tits came against his hard young chest, and even though she struggled to push him away, the nipples lifted in anticipation. "Carey--what's...
Stella was slightly smashed, but there was a hot glow in her eyes and a dampness to her lush mouth. "Never thought I'd be discussing my husband's sexual prowess--or lack of same--with you, Regina. But here we sit, getting loaded and I'm not ripping your eyes out. In fact, I'm kind of tickled at the whole thing. I'm excited, too. It's all so wild and crazy." Regina reached out and touched her friend's hand. Stella's skin was like olive-colored velvet, that soft and smooth. She said,...
She didn't quite have the nerve to just walk in on them; the shock might have been too great for all concerned. Regina had wanted to do it, very much. She had balanced for a ragged moment upon the precipice, needing to just leap naked into a tangle with Stella and Bill, and to drag in Chuck, also. But of course, that wouldn't have worked at all. Not yet. There could have been complications--guilt and shock and embarrassment. Backing away, she had saved them all that, spared them the...
Her voice slow and easy, Regina described her first marital misstep to her husband, gently massaging his erect prick as she did so. After two recent ejaculations, he would not come again soon, if any more that night, but she could make it pleasantly erotic for him. "It was a shock, really--feeling his prick enter my pussy for the first time. He's a little bigger than you, dear, as you'll see very soon. That didn't make much difference, though; what did, was the knowledge that he was...
They were chatting, but not casually. There was a fiery undercurrent in their words, an excitement flaring in the breaths they took. Regina was generous with the brandy, needing its settling effect as they talked about the previous night. From time to time, she cast quick glances at the closet door, at the thin crack where Carey Baker was peeping at his mother and listening avidly to every word they said. It must be driving the boy up the wall, she thought, and imagined him crouching there...
Breathlessly, Regina waited, being a peeper again, but with a vast difference this time. Now she wasn't screwing anyone; she was crouching in the hallway of the Baker home, waiting for Stella to come out of the bathroom into her bedroom. Her son Dale was already in the bedroom, jittery and pale, but with a set to his jaw that meant he was determined to carry this event through to the finish. Regina's heart beat very fast, with him and for him, and her fingernails dug into the wood of the...
They had the lights low, and two shakers of icy martinis, and the stereo going softly in the background. Regina looked around at the way Bill had helped her arrange the couches facing each other, with nothing in between. It looked good; in fact, it looked perfect, and she was happy to know where the two girls were--over at a friend's house for the night. The boys would be watching from over there somewhere, through an opening left in the window curtains. She glanced that way now, and knew...
It was only a little strange, Regina thought, for the four of them to be sitting at the bar naked, eating and drinking with almost the same composure they would have maintained if they had been fully clothed. She looked at Stella's bare tits, and the half-hard pricks of both men, and served the snacks without a bobble. She'd decided on light snacks for replenishment, rich stuff that wasn't heavy, depending mostly upon the liquor to keep the party rolling--the gin, and the urgent lust they...
Rousing enough to mumble assent to her husband's idea of taking the girls to the beach for the day, Regina fell asleep again almost immediately. She was warm and snug in bed, and it was hours before she woke again. Then she was still snug, but now alert to the fact that it wasn't her own bed, that she had slept in with Stella Baker last night. She pressed her tits into the other woman's back, and her mound into the trimly delightful shapings of Stella's ass. Swift images of the previous...
Regina held to her son, locked her legs at the ankles across the small of his warm back and wiggled slowly, very sensuously, upon his buried cock. Dale panted and groaned, and lifted her ass so that his prick could slam home deeper into her vibrating pussy. "Mom! Oh Mother--you sweet, hot bitch! I'm going to come in you--let go my load in your cunt. Here it is--here it comes--oh Mom, Mom! She quivered inside and out when the wondrous ejaculation hosed into her clenching pussy, when her...
She ate ravenously at lunch, putting away a platter of fries and a steak so thick, devouring a salad and three bottles of beer. Regina still felt a shade hungry when she stopped, but she also felt a little guilty, and smiled over at Dale across the table. "All that sex makes me starved," she said. "I have to build up my strength if we're going to keep it up." Her son reached for her hand. "That we are, Mom. Just like Carey and his mother, I'll bet. There hasn't been a peep out of...
Dale wasted no more time. He forced his sister back and down, dropping her upon the couch with her fine legs flashing. Regina saw that her daughter had good, solid tits; they were a bit small but would grow, and their cute little nipples were quivering. Like her mother, Regina thought warmly--give the girl a prick rubbing against her belly, and she was ready for anything, anywhere. Indeed, Monica seemed to have forgotten there were on- lookers, she was so wrapped up in her brother. Her small...
"We might have a little trouble keeping track of things and people," Stella said. "There are four on each side, if we look at it that way--and that might not be a bad way to start this here swinging orgy." Regina smiled at her friend, her lover. Stella was so much fun, even when she wasn't fucking somebody. They were all ranged around the Baker's living room, she and her husband and their children, the Bakers and their children. She asked, "What way is best to start,...
Many years ago, I worked as the night shift security guard, cleaning the mall and patrolling the halls at night. The pay was good, the hours were tiring, but the job was fun despite the loneliness. Around relief time, I was usually exhausted and ready for the walk home, and then avoiding the gaggles of homeless between work and home. Now around the town we had a small issue with homeless people and part of the day time duties were to keep them from loitering inside the mall and at night we had...
I was on a bench on the promenade at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the latest English language newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic. Enjoying the warm morning sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a stressful few months at work. We'd intended for my wife to be there, but at the last minute she'd had to cancel because of her job. But she told me I should go on my own, anyway. Knowing how much I needed a break. As I sat there I...
My first creampie all started innocently but first, let me tell you a little about my wife. She is a beautiful woman. She is 37, (I am 38.) She has big brown eyes and long brown hair. Her long legs are what I noticed first about her. She weighs 120 lbs. She also loves to swallow. One day, while she had been sucking me for a while, I told her to stop or I was going to cum. I must have been leaking precum into her mouth for a while because she would swallow and smile. She looked up at me, while...
November 1978 During my usual morning routine of swimming, shower, and breakfast, I mulled over my thoughts from the previous day. I saw three very distinct futures with three very distinct lives. If I had to characterize them simply, Joyce represented stability, Jennifer adventure, and Becky passion. Each girl had a mix of those traits, but each one was dominant in one of them. I had no doubt that each of them would make a wonderful wife and mother, but each represented a far different...
As a child, I was crushed and broken, although I mended myself time and time again. I was and am a stubborn creature, built for some greater promise than that which my parents handed to me at birth. I am a wandering soul, questing for meaning in a world that gives me none. During this quest, I have met many beautiful and arrogant people. These high beings do not deign to commune with me, but I stare at them, wishing I could have the courage to be arrogant. My inner beauty does not reflect on...
Our wedding day had finally arrived. The sky was gloomy and overcast. It placed a bit of a damper on my mood, but not too much. A dream was finally going to be fulfilled. I would become one with Dawn. She would officially be my partner and my companion. It would be a great day. True to tradition, I would not see Dawn until I saw her walking down the aisle. My expectations for the day ahead were great. We had chosen to have our wedding on the property of the oldest stone house in the area....
Mission Log: Summary My meager deceptive space defense additions are now in place. Chaff projectors and laser finders are online. My next solar system project is to create three message buoys that will be placed around the planet at the hyper-limit. Spacecraft entering the solar system via hyperspace will receive message broadcasts regarding the Wolfenstein planetary claim. Any Empire space faring entity will recognize the legal discovery rights declared. A valid claim by Von Solon...
Giving men screaming orgasms is my little specialty that not many women are skilled at or even know about. The secret is the P spot yes that's the prostate. With correct stimulation you can make a man shoot off without even having a erection. Over the years I've grown more and more turned on buy fucking my husbands sexy ass and giving him the strongest screaming orgasms he's ever had. As my wanton lustful ways grow I'm thinking I need a new sexy little ass to fuck and I know the perfect man to ...
AnalAuthor’s Note: I would like to thank everyone who has waited on me to finish this story. I appreciate all the comments that I have received both kind and critical. I would like to add that I have began to go back and revamp the story to add a little more of an adventurous side to it. The additions will help segue to the next novella and sustain the entire series. I will be posting that revised edition in it’s’ entirety, no waiting for chapters. I have also started the next novella and will be...
The schedule for a student-athlete is an arduous one and most always, Sunday nights are study nights, especially after a long practice session like the final day of training camp. With few exceptions, most players were huddled in their dorms catching up on studies and decompressing from an action packed few days. All of the male players were housed in Ethan Hall. It was a living arrangement they had no choice in during the season and could only change after the Holiday Break when they...
The wheel started to slow down. I’m hoping it would stop on number 14, he has a nice looking cock. I couldn’t see their faces, because all of them are wearing a mask. Do I really want my first time to be with a guy? In front of all these people? I don’t know, my mom will be watching me get fucked too. My first time could be with a man, or a dog! What about my date for tonight, would she want a girl who just got fucked by a guy and/or by a dog, with their cum still inside of me? “Madam,...
To me, Crossdressing, it's not just for fun'. Well it's not. It's an obsession. It's the be-all and end-all of my life. I can't remember a time when I haven't dressed up, I was 6 when I first discovered the huge and heavy Sears Catalogue. I was intrigued by several pages of ladies in various posses of undress. The sight of girdles and bras and panties and garter belts and then over a couple of pages, silky slips and camisoles and finally nighties......Lace, lace, lace, and silk. On the first...
We are fraternal twins. Jacques is, by three minutes, my younger brother. We're both thirteen. His namesake is that famous Frenchman; our parents being marine biologists and having met the man many years ago, naturally named my brother after him. I'm plain old Betty. Go figure. Our folks being scientists spend a lot of time at work so my brother and me are left alone together a lot. The two of us are very close and always share everything. We live in a two story house. Our folk's master suit...
Loyal wife straysAs hard as I'd tried, I was fighting a losing battle, trying to stay faithful to my husband.I'm what you would call a Jessica Rabbit. That is that I have very large firm breasts (36 DD) a very small waist (23) and a very curvy butt (36).All of this is very firm and is exercised regularly to keep it trim.Before I met my husband I used to podium dance in Nightclubs and on the odd occasion would earn extra money doing the odd striptease normally for private functions, Rugby clubs...
Kodaco found some signs he had been told to look for, and lead us on a side journey of a week's travel, but was well worth it. The destination was a series of hot springs, in a creek bottom, protected by treaty and custom that no warfare or raiding happened on the trails or in the pools. It was a sacred healing place for many tribes, and much visiting of otherwise hostile groups was permitted in this neutral ground. It felt heavenly to relax in the slightly sulfureous waters, cooled by...
I had only left the house for work an hour ago to meet Mrs Redgrave but the appointment had fallen through. Second time I’d trailed all that way to do a job that lasted the whole day and for nothing. Well not again. Punching the steering wheel in frustration at the money I should have been earning, I turned the ignition on my transit and headed home. ‘never again’ I’m saying to myself, ‘never again’ she can get someone else. An hour later as I’m pulling down my road I finally begin to calm...
I know he has pulled away from me completely but dreams, whether sleeping or waking, continue to haunt me. They are a forever present ghost on my back, whispering in my ear. Giving me hope that his love for me will prevail, but at the same time crushing all resistance in my mind, assuring me that he will never want me the way I want him. The best part of dreams though, is that you can essentially mold them to any ending. Daydreams are especially good for this and so we will start with one of my...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's Note: Fair warning to those of you who only like the spicy stuff - this chapter is pretty much just a conversation between the main characters. There's no sex, per se, but there is a fair amount of breast play. “It was a mistake,” Marcy stated. “I should’ve known better.” She took a deep swig of her...
Travis wanted to know the local gossip first. So, we filled him in on recent events to a point. He knew we had magical items just as we knew he had one. I didn’t tell him where I had stumbled across mine or where their items had come from. I was getting a bit embarrassed when everyone was saying Tris did this and then he did that. I was starting to wonder if my family did think I was some sort of super-person the way they were describing me. It didn’t seem to fit in with my image of...