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Sometimes my org’asms come in Multi called Packs. They appear all in line, in queue, one after the other as if there was no tomorrow.Once my clitoris pleasingly aroused, my pu’ssy lips along with the cl’it begins to quiver and starts to boost up energy.When I start looking at my partner straight in his eyes either while he or I am stimulating my upper va’gina by way of variant movement pace, my body starts fuelling untill it can’t hold then boom......erupts orgasm #1. I surely take pleasure in...
The must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago.The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this vast space had a gravitas and presence that would be all the more impressive if he could see the rest of it. ...
SupernaturalJust like any other morning, you wake up at 7 am. A little tired, a little sore, nothing out of the ordinary. Your name is John, and you're 25 years old. You're 6'2", strong, with well kept short brown hair, and a handsome jawline. Surrounding it, is a short, but good looking beard. You're sore from lifting weights last night, but you are glad. If you're sore it means you're getting stronger. Not that you needed to, you were pretty beastly. What was out of the ordinary was the thing next to...
Fetish“Ahn! Ahh! Aii!” The moans echoed through the dark room. A raven-haired woman, wearing nothing but high-heeled ankle shoes, moved furiously up and down, impaling herself on the delicious piece of meat. With each movement, a lustful moan left her throat and her huge breasts jumped. Two of her companions lay on the floor, passed out. The blond haired beauty, the cleric of the group, wearing nothing but stockings, lay unconscious on her back – her large breasts moving slowly up and down. Her eyes...
Sorry for once again breaking up a story. Have work early and I need sleep. Lot of late nights recently. Big J need sleeppppppppppppppp.As you are all aware, I'm a busy fuckin guy. Between school, work, Call of Duty and just bein a general all around badass, I don't have a lot of time for these so called important things like homework and responsibility. Priorities brah. Call of Duty--Girls---Work----School. Now, as most of you can understand, you can't just do one thing at a time or you fall...
Multi-Phasic By Ellie Dauber, Copyright 1999 "Who am I to be today?" The speaker was a phantom, wavering shape that was only vaguely recognizable as human. It drifted like smoke through a soft shimmering void. Its - her -- voice was soft and feminine, but hesitant with fear. It had been so many days, days without counting, since the torture began. "Do you remember who you were yesterday?" The second being manifested itself as a ball of bluish green light. It pulsed...
Marie Osmond thought she had the world by the ears -- everything had seemed to be going her way, and she was enjoying herself in all of the twisted perverted ways that she'd become so accustomed to. One of the main things in Marie's life were her sexual games and perverted sexual pasttimes that she spent much of her time and effort and resources on enjoying. Marie had more girlfriends, male studs, and even animal lovers than anyone could ever have imagined. That was so true of everything...
The shuttle from the orbital station to the meeting place extended sleek, filament wings, snap hardened them with a sweep of smart materials, and then began to drift down into the upper atmosphere of Charon. Heat began to gather on the wings – flames licking around them, sweeping along the edges, crawling like vines. Lou watched them grow and wondered what exactly had gone wrong with his life. Well. Obviously, the first mistake had been being born... He glanced over at the only other...
The skies of Procyon II were beautiful and blue. He sat back, resting his palms behind him, looking out at the sky – the sun overhead is so searingly bright that it makes the clouds look as if they are each glowing waves of white flame. At the back of his mind, he knows that Procyon itself, the star, is slowly transforming into a super giant. Over the next few million years, it would sweep outwards, eventually rendering the surface of Procyon II uninhabitable. The Procyon that stands before...
My wife and I had a housemate that lived with us for more than three years. This narrative is the true story about how our housemate and I enabled the way for my wife to blossom onto becomes this incredibly horny, multi-orgasmic nymphomaniac. This was not something we planned or tried to do. It just sorta went along on its own momentum after we got her to try a threesome. From then on the housemate would join us in bed whenever we all got the urge. Which was four or five times a week! This...
Fetish“You want to become what?”This was my first reaction when my flatmate Cara told me of her latest idea. I was used to her endless searching for the ‘thing’ that would change her life for ever. It was safe to say that she was not happy with her lot and tried aimlessly to find something that would enable her to feel better about her self. “I want to become orgasmic.”Usually I’m quick off the mark but this time she had stumped me.“What the hell does that mean? Become Orgasmic. How on earth did you...
"You want to become what?" This was my first reaction when my flatmate Cara told me of her latest idea. I was used to her endless searching for the 'thing' that would change her life for ever. It was safe to say that she was not happy with her lot and tried aimlessly to find something that would enable her to feel better about her self. "I want to become orgasmic." Usually I'm quick off the mark but this time she had stumped me. "What the hell does that mean? Become Orgasmic. How on...
The Disney Multiverse covers movies, television and beyond. Worlds where heroes are virturous and noble, always win over the villain, and gain their happily ever after. A Multiverse where 'Dreams Come True'! Few people remember that nightmares are dreams as well... Thus to protect the Multiverse of Dreams, must come it's opposite. The Multiverse of Nightmares. Where 'Bad Dreams Come True' instead! A multiverse where the villain wins, the hero is corrupted into a new evil, where only the wicked...
HISTORY OF THE MULTIVERSE --THE FEM-SLAVE WORLD-- It's called the multiverse, which is an infinite number of alternative realities, coexisting with our own world in our own time, but in other planes of existence: or you could just say "other dimensions" for short. If it can be dreamed, then it exists for real somewhere in the multiverse. Like the world where dogs rule and humans are the pets, or the clich?d realm where the Nazi's won the Second World War. And then there's the planet run b...
My wife and I went to have a beach vacation. We rented a nice condo right on the beach. My wife's sister and her husband was to join us but they had had a big fight and only my sister inlaw showed up. My wife, Lucy, was 43 when this story happened. She has black hair, big blue eyes, 5ft 6inches tall. She weighs about 130lbs, nice 32c tits. Her sister, Sandy, was 37, 5ft 3inches tall. Blonde hair with the dark roots, big blue eyes and 32c tits. Both women are fairly attractive. The first day...
Thursday, July 27th, 2006, Boston Massachusettes “Goddamn, I’m fucking sore,” I complained again for the hundredth time since leaving the hotel. I twisted in my seat, trying to find a way that I could sit without putting any pressure upon my wounded shoulder. I absentmindedly watched a couple of kids zoom by on skateboards as we sat at a red light; we were driving to a gunshop across the other side of town, and my body was throbbing. It was almost noon already; it was very sunny and hot,...
“Are you thinking about it?”Delicate nose cocked, ingénue eyes, the curl on her lips grew. Such playful insolence expected an answer. There was only one ‘it’ in our private lexicon.I grinned, raised an eyebrow, “I like what you have done with your hair.”It did not deter her.Sheltered from the winds of change, we basked in the diminished warmth. Inside, the open kitchen, its copper pans on the wall, hummed with industry. Happy chitchat competed with café music. Imbued with a homely...
TrueTuesday EveningCarie made a beeline across the hallway to the opposite apartment with a small cardboard box, a plume of annoyance trailing behind her. Pulsating thrash-techno music had been erupting from inside Apartment Seven for the past hour with the noise pummelling the door so hard that the hinges creaked. A sour frown angled her brow as she knocked.Then she waited.Then she knocked again, harder.And waited again.She thumped it with the side of her fist. “Vasily!” she shouted. “Open the...
Straight SexEcho studied her hair in the rearview mirror of Hawke’s truck. He hadn’t done too badly cutting it, and it hadn’t taken her long to add a few finishing touches with the scissors. The change was simple, yet drastic enough she barely recognized herself. A sense of exhilaration played at the edges of her nerves. In a long sleeved blouse and oversized shades, Trey could pass her on the sidewalk and not have a clue who she was. She closed her eyes behind the shades and leaned against the headrest....
Straight Sex“Echo,” he said. “It’s time to get started.” She had to blink a few times to get focused. Hawke was sitting on the bunk opposite hers in the trailer. He was leaning onto his elbows down on his knees, watching her face even though the cropped T she went to sleep in had ridden up over her left, candy tipped breast. She wasn’t even aware of it until he reached over and gingerly pulled the edge of the T shirt down to cover her nipple. She smiled and closed her eyes again. The sound of her new...
Oral SexThe machine streaked across the desert, screaming through bleak vistas of scorched earth where nothing lives without a little outside help. Joshua trees and desultory vultures. Fossils buried under the salt floor of ancient seas. She was hammering the gas, white knuckling the wheel until the screaming of the engine drowned out the screaming in her mind. She was riding inside a shot bullet, all done and hurtling toward any bull’s-eye she could hit. There was a world of shame in the rearview...
MasturbationShe was an enigma on the Pacific Coast Highway, a she-devil as I would later learn, but springtime in California evoked a lazy naiveté in me. The golden coast was full of the promise of summer love affairs and casual encounters. There are the mind-fucks too, but nobody is thinking about the pitfalls and risks while watching the swish of a short skirt over tanned thighs and the smiles that invite you down that gilded path of sexual adventure. I was hungry for it, thirsty for the taste of sweet...
HardcoreEverything changed after I died. Three times. Tough day, that. The first two times they worked furiously to resuscitate me, restore a heartbeat, respiration, CPR, the basics… it was sausage factory emergency medicine at its finest, with unsung heroes stubbornly refusing to let death win. The third time, however, I was truly dead. Or so they say – all the best medical minds with all their monitors and other gadgets agreed that there was no way back, not from an alpha coma.They were just waiting...
Mind Control“Fuck.”Carie tilted her head to the side and repeated, “Fuck.”She observed her lips in the mirror carefully. “Fu-uck.”She frowned momentarily before shaking her head side-to-side, tossing her lengthy cascade of sable hair into a seductive mess. She popped a brow, angled her chin over her bare shoulder, and cast a sultry, flirtatious gaze towards the mirror. Lips rounded, she loosed an aching, swooning breath: “Fu-uhh-ck!”There. Yeah, that was it. That was the “fuck” that never failed to launch...
HumorThe Reverend Tobias Whitmore was perplexed.Not that this was a particularly unusual state of affairs for him, he mused, as his relatively short life seemed to be lived in a condition of relative confusion.As the third son of a minor branch of a noble family with pretensions to faded gentility, he was always destined for the church from birth. This had nothing to do with his character, merely the state of his family’s finances. Bluntly, there was no money to afford any of the sons the leisurely...
HistoricalThis is the Continent of Vineland. For a thousand years the Alliance of the Civilized Races has stood the test of time. Kingdoms and Empires have come and gone, but the Alliance has endured. Yet, as with all things, it has grown old. With that age comes decay and senility. Too much these days the Alliance bickers among its own, and treats outsiders with contempt at best. What began as a grand experiment in cooperation and mutual defense has become just another exclusive club trying to force...
FantasyFemales are far superior to men when it comes to sex. My wife Andrea is a perfect example of what I'm taking about. I was watching her with Michael last Saturday night and I counted her having eight orgasms with him before he had one. The first time she came was while he was eating her pussy, I noticed her chest heaving and her nipples were rock hard. Then her stomach muscles tighten and she held her breath and moaned out a low long growl.He crawled up between her legs and rubbed the head of...
The entire week, Marissa had been leaving the house early and arriving late. Early and late enough to avoid Benji. It wasn't fear, she kept telling herself. She just didn't want to give into the temptation he represented. It was bad enough that she couldn't stop thinking of him. So, she'd been packing a tote and going to the gym, then spending the rest of the day out. She was playing it safe. Patrick had been scheduled for a week long conference. Marissa had been afraid that Benji would come to...
CheatingLife with June was finally calming down. Her charge into everything sexual was now slowing down to a crawl. From my point of view, it was a change of pace that I needed. Well, that did not last for long. It was about a month of peace and quiet before June came up with her next exploration into the world of sex. June told me that she wanted to do three things at once. I must have had a stunned and astonished look on my face. I uttered those famous words, "What are you talking about?" June said,...
MILFI didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative of the lab present an overview of our work prior to the monetary award being given. Unfortunately, Tom decided to go skiing the weekend before his big presentation and broke his leg in three places. And, oh, did I curse his name as I rode the...
SeductionMarissa Weiss very much enjoyed her mid morning run. On that Monday, her trainers pounded the smooth, black asphalt of this suburban residential street, one of a vast network in her upper middle class neighborhood. Mature oaks, poplars and sycamores spread their generous canopies over lush, well tended yards, creating a forest in the outskirts of Atlanta. The road wasn't anywhere near flat, with hills and dips that challenged Marissa to pound harder. She loved the exertion, her well toned frame...
CheatingThe moon was just starting to peek over the distant range when Jake and his men finished rounding up the stray cattle. The skittish creatures rejoined the herd with grateful sounding bays and moos, as if leaving hadn't been their idea in the first place. Jake spat the trail dust out of this mouth and leaned his long, rangy body onto the saddle horn as he watched his men bring in the last few stragglers. A quick count ensured that they had found nearly all of them. Midnight snorted and pawed the...
Straight SexI had met her in the mall a few weeks ago. She had her beautiful blonde hair pinned up in a bun. She was wearing a tight white top that revealed just a little cleavage. She had very nice breasts, probably C or D cup. She had on a very short sexy pink mini shirt. I become aroused the moment I saw her. I just had to meet her. I was barely able to speak to her. I was so overcome by her sheer beauty. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I had to have her. I was desperately trying to work up the...
This story is the seventh in the series of stories written in collaboration with Alphamagus about Robert and Juliana and their love. It is different from previous stories in the series as it is the first part of a much longer story. We hope that you will enjoy it and look forward to the next chapter when you reach the end of this one. Juliana came into the house around 9 PM, exhausted from her day at work, but very happy that it was Friday. Robert had promised her a surprise as an engagement...
Love StoriesIt had been two weeks since I’d seen Mrs. Vandermeer. Two excruciatingly long weeks during which I wasn’t even allowed to touch myself, let alone do something about the terrible hunger she’d set loose within me. It wasn’t too bad during the day. After all, I kept busy with my normal day to day routine; going to school, spending time with my friends, homework and chores, time spend with my family. Not that I didn’t think about Abby at odd moments. I’d be sitting in class while Mrs. Morgan tried...
BDSM“Do you trust me?” she asked, and I’d answered without thinking, my words followed with a soft kiss, my body tingling all over as she pulled me closer, her tongue slipping easily between my lips.“Of course I do. Why would you even ask?” I answered breathlessly, feeling the welcome warmth of desire kissing the insides of my thighs. She gave my ass a quick squeeze and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath.“You make me want to do bad things to you, baby.” “I like it when you do bad things to...
BDSMI never saw Asha looking like an Indian wife. But after her best friend’s wedding, I found certain changes in her. She was wearing her long-forgotten mangalsutra, bangles regularly, having sindoor. Earlier she avoided mehndi. But this time, she loved it. It’s been like years that I have seen her like that. It was the month of June, and her summer vacations were going on. One evening, we were checking our mobile sitting side by side. I heard Asha saying, “Wow, how lucky she is!” I saw her phone....
Alleppey trip was getting more exciting with every passing hour. I wanted things to happen my way. So I called Hari, “We will shift tomorrow morning, so find a new place soon.” Hari sent few pics on my phone. After looking into pics, I again called Hari and said, “Hari, my wife wants to see the place physically before we move there.” Hari, Sir, I am just 15 minutes away from your hotel. I will reach soon and take both of you to the place.” I finished the call. Asha, “What are you...
The next morning I woke up Asha. After having tea, we got ready for a flash tease. Asha wore a short backless dress with good 1/3 boobs popping out. After some time, Hari reached our room. Asha opened the door and invited Hari inside. Asha, “Ok, tell me, where we are going today?” Hari, “Vebinad lake, ma’am.” In the meanwhile, Farooq and Adi also arrived with food. Adi kept the food and left. Farooq served the food. Asha, “Hari, don’t call me ma’am. It feels like I am your boss. Am I behaving...
Alleppey trip was getting more exciting with every passing hour. I wanted things to happen my way. So I called Hari, “We will shift tomorrow morning, so find a new place soon.” Hari sent few pics on my phone. After looking into pics, I again called Hari and said, “Hari, my wife wants to see the place physically before we move there.” Hari, Sir, I am just 15 minutes away from your hotel. I will reach soon and take both of you to the place.” I finished the call. Asha, “What are you...
The next morning I woke up around 6.30 in the morning. The morning was cloudy, perfect for an erotic photography session. I decided to go for a walk. I told Asha that I was leaving for a walk. I asked Farooq where I should go for a walk. He suggested me the coconut plantation on the backside of the resort. I left out. As it started raining, I returned and asked Farooq to bring 2 cups of tea to my room. After coming out of the bathroom, I woke up Asha. She went to the bathroom. Farooq came with...
The tease at the beach had already made the whole atmosphere very hot and lusty. On the way, Asha told Hari to bring some ayurvedic massage oil. We reached the resort room. Farooq went to his room, and Hari left. After taking a quick bath, Asha again dressed to her top net mini satin nighty. One hour later, Hari arrived at the resort. Hari came to the room. Asha opened the door. Hari handed oil two bottles of oil to Asha and went down. Around 8, Hari and Farooq came to the room, and we had...
They left the room, and we were doing normal things in our room. At around 11, Asha was sitting in the bed was checking her mobile. She was smiling, and her finger was moving over her shaved pussy. Me, “You are looking in a very romantic mood. What are you watching?” Asha gave a big smile and said, “Just chatting.” Me, “Who is that special, to whom you are replying with that smile? Your fingers are moving over your pussy.” Asha, “Don’t think much. He is just a student of mine.” Me (with...
The wait for the party was over. The clock was showing the time 8:10 when the bell rang. Asha looked at me. I instructed her to open the door. With Asha opening the door, I watched my beautiful wife standing in front of them in a very short boob exposing mid-thigh red nighty. She was adorned with our wedding mangalsutra, payal. Many beautiful red and golden metal bangles are complemented by sindoor, bindi, and the beautiful bridal mehndi design in legs and arms. The eyes of Hari’s friends...
I smiled. Could it be? Or was it just a coincidence. When I got to a stop light, I texted "almost there, you can tell me more then..." A short time later I arrived at Mounika's, grabbed my overnight bag from the passenger seat, and approached the front door. Mounika met me at the door with a kiss. "Yeah, all this week she has been nauseous in the morning. It seems to get better during the day, but then it is back the next morning. Do you think it is some sort of virus or...
The Jordan home was a beautiful huge and dramatic house built in the early 1920’s. The gardens surrounding were magnificent and she was the most beautiful classy person with a heart of gold. She loved to knit and collect art among other things. She was a member of the knitting club. Their home was at the opposite end of the block, opposite side of the street from my candy lady buddy. The acreage of their property estate spread down to the lake all with a magnificent view of the mountains to...
Monday, June 4, 2007 (Continued) The three religions' priests arrived in convoy a few minutes after 2pm, escorted by police and filmed by several film crews. They exited their vehicles, all dressed in their various types of regalia, as such people do. Led by the Catholics, they marched regally to our front gate, clearly expecting to have it thrown open before them. There was a problem though, as there were five Catholic priests. The gate didn't open, thrown or otherwise. The collective...
I had been pretty sure that Fiona would have an amazing body, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Curves. From the swell, motion and size of her fantastic breasts to the elegant musculature of her taut tummy; from the dangerous transition of her slim waist to the generous and full grace of her hip, Fiona was the utter epitome of sexual desire given form. There were other men out there who had seen the body I was seeing and they had probably shot off still fully dressed...
The interior of the Bug warrens had been disturbing and creepy and icky, the first time Lou had come into them. Now? Now they were just deeply, deeply sad. Walking through the narrow tunnels, holding his com before him with the light turned to maximum, Lou perked his ears, trying to hear any sounds of movement, any hint that there was life down here. But when his ... spouse had left, she had left. Even the things that he hadn’t thought were part of her hive mind were gone. The tiny little...
“My husband is extremely physically fit, is he not?” Beatrice said, her antennas twitching as she clapped her hands together. “Admire him!” “I am,” Amy crooned, watching as the rapier in Lou’s hand clattered and sparked against the rapier held by the combat servitor. “Thank you for convincing him to get his shirt off.” Her voice was a soft croon in Bea’s ear and Bea giggled. “My deception was most effective. I began by seeding the cloud layers overhead with biological particulates to reduce...
“And ... and this ... this is Endless Song Echoing Upon the Depths.” Lou had never seen a Upkin diplomat in the flesh before, not since he had first set foot on Earth what felt like weeks but was in actuality years before. But he had seen them on the screen and read about them in book and he had rather foolishly thought that he had maybe gotten at least a fraction of what it was like. He had told himself that it wouldn’t be too shocking, if he mentally prepared himself. I’m really dumb...
“No, I do not have a knife, my lady,” Lou said, his voice somehow not managing to fall into giggles once more. But it was hard to resist the urge. His wife, Beatrice Benoit, a seven hundred million year old hive mind with her consciousness spread across three solar systems and several trillion bioforms, had managed to get her latest body stuck fast into a few strands of spiderwebbing. This made sense, considering her latest bioform was a spider: Six arms, two legs, eight eyes which fanned out...
Five days into the voyage, with the foundations for the cabin finished and the roof going up today, and Lou was beginning to feel a mite guilty about the fact that he had never told his wife what being transgender actually meant. It was one of the things about being married to an alien – especially an alien so ... well, alien from the human norms. Beatrice had absorbed a huge amount of information about the human race, and was learning more every day as the lighthugger slowly accelerated out...
“This is decidedly unpleasant...” Beatrice groaned. Lou sighed, looking up at the ceiling as he tried to let the headache that was filling his skull ease. But it was hard. The past three days, he had been doing nothing – not enjoying his lovely wife, not reclining in the idle comfort of pastoral life aboard an interstellar starship, not even trying to think about how he planned to handle resuming his normal duties as a prince once the lighthugger had reached the SOL system. No. Instead of...
“You absolute bastard!” Lou snarled, stepping forward – but a pair of Federal marines in power armor were there to grab him and slam him back down into a chair. Their metal gauntlets were shockingly gentle, considering their enhanced strength, but Lou still felt terribly impotent in their grip. His hands tightened into fists and he glared at Admiral Bosch, who shook his head slowly, looking sad. “That is the problem with you Neopolitans. You’re so sentimental. Embracing tradition for...
Disclaimer: this story should never be thought of as Bikini-Beach canon in any shape or form. It's less of a story and more of a thought exercise, telling the first day's transformations of Luke and Peter in "A Bikini Beach Summer" using a suggested Multiverse view of Bikini-Beach reality shifts, and imagining how things would have to work. As usual, the characters who say things about Bikini Beach, or whose thoughts about BB we are privy to, may get things wrong. The Bikini Beach...
The Multiverse. Infinite worlds, existing in parallel with one another. These are stories about worlds that exist on a certain plane of reality; one where the world may be nearly identical to the next, or it may be radically different, but all sharing one common thread. In these alternate worlds, the world's greatest superheroines and villainesses tend to love -- and lust after -- other women. Some stories are familiar, but with some significant changes; others are all-new. Welcome to the...
LesbianPoolside Exhibition Turns Orgasmic----------Mom and dad were hosting one of their infamous theme parties; Tahiti Breeze, mom had dubbed it, because the winds were mild and the weather balmy, just like Tahiti was in late summer. There were seven couples invited along with several single men and women. Their mixers have resulted in a several engagements, and at least one divorce, over the years.I was a dozen years old, at least half the age of the other guests. My body had not quite developed...