Mysterious text message Pt3 Prelude
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I had just started at University, the days were long and hectic. Where are the lectures in this big building? And what's the difference between lectures and tutorials? And a seminar? What the hell does that even mean? I sighed impatiently at the back of the line, waiting to get a photo taken for The I.D Cards. I bit my bottom lip gently, a habit of mine when I got anxiety. I looked around the library. Everyone was so different at University yet all fit in at the same time in their own unique...
Lesbian"Hey baby, are your parents home? I'm so horny right now."Jade continued to put clothes in the laundry basket as she heard the phone ping a second time. Even though her daughter was almost eighteen, Jade still had to pick up after her; always going into her room to get clothes to wash. The phone pinged a third time. This was strange. Her daughter, as with most teenagers, never left home without her phone. After the fourth ping, Jade started to get curious, walking over to the nightstand and...
Straight SexI was sitting in the corner of the room in my tiny library cubical. I couldn't stop tapping my pencil rhythmically and absentmindedly on the desktop. Normally I was a giggling ball of fun, drawing attention to myself with my crazy talks. Unfortunately not today. Instead, I was supposed to be studying for the looming finals next week, but I was a little preoccupied with a mystery. I couldn't focus on my work, I glanced down at my newly ruined mechanical pencil. Who was this guy? My mind kept...
MasturbationHello readers. Handshake to boys and boobs shake to girls. I hope you enjoy the story. This story is for all the BDSM lovers out there. The story is long and detailed and mysterious. Sit back and enjoy. This incident was not a one day story, so it needs some background to be told. So, enjoy the thrill and mystery which lies ahead. I had a cute neighbor whose name was Anjali. She was 2 years younger to me. We were brought up together and we were pretty good friends. This incident started to...
Nat west 1 lots of tele lovely wife maybe sister 3 bastards just a good rape story like evil crew Copyright, [email protected] ??????????????? Another story by Pagan; ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Mysterious ways Thursday P M.The man stood, paper clasped in his hand, the wind blew some of his hair around his forehead. A man of big business and wealth, that was obvious for all to see, the suit he was wearing was worth at least four hundred, the...
*****************************************Friday fternoon. I sit here waiting for the five o’clock hour to arrive. After work, I will hang out with a few coworkers and my love interest Alex at a local bar. *****************************************Alex and I became gay lovers after his ugly divorce. I sat comforting him at a pub one night after the demise of his marriage. We talked about...
FemdomI love when my lady is naughty. At lunch I checked my phone for messages, to find one this one from my lady;I can't stop thinking about you and I crave you. Meet me at %#*€ hotel, room 1245 at 6pm. Make sure to wear your cock ring. Attached was a picture of her licking her nipple. My cock got instantly hard. It was difficult to focus on work while my cock stayed stiff. After work I rushed home took a quick shower, "trimmed up down there" and yes slipped my cockring on.Driving to the hotel my...
I’ve posted 3 stories on this site so far and I seem to be enjoying the idea of finally exposing all these events that have happened to me over my life and have them read by strangers. I love the comments and the Private Messages. Very rewarding! (keep the following information in mind while reading the rest of the story…for those of you who have never posted a story on this site, they recommend you write out your story and then copy and past it because they fear that the system might time-out...
I was sitting in the corner of the room in my tiny library cubical. I couldn’t stop tapping my pencil rhythmically and absentmindedly on the desktop. Normally I was a giggling ball of fun, drawing attention to myself with my crazy talks. Unfortunately not today. Instead, I was supposed to be studying for the looming finals next week, but I was a little preoccupied with a mystery. I couldn’t focus on my work, I glanced down at my newly ruined mechanical pencil. Who was this guy? My mind kept...
Having visited Mistress Elektra on a few occasions I have become more aware of the effect she can have on you with her MINDFUCKING skills. Its can also be called the POWER of the written word. Now mostly used via our phones in the form of text messaging! her MINDFUCKING texts can leave a devastating effect on you that will leave any slave or submissives mind in a terrible state!Point in question was on friday 11 october 2013 when I was busy working away and I recieved a text message on my...
Before we begin i just want to say i wrote this story with my phone using predicted text so there might be some odd words here and there it all started one day when i was really bored i was trolling though the endless internet when i came across miniclip a game website i decided to play a multiplayer hand and as i started the game the other person asked if i was a boy or girl i replyed any and the person on the other side said good because im a girl This chat - game continued she gave...
“I am eyeball fucking you from across the bar” That’s what the text said. I was sitting in a bar on a Friday night with a girlfriend and her friends. A married couple. I looked at the text again and then I scanned the room. No one seemed to be staring or leering at me. I should have been scared, but instead I was intrigued. I didn’t recognize the number. And trying to show my brave side, I sent a text in return. “Who the fuck is this?” I waited for a reply. A few minutes went by, and nothing. I...
“I am eyeball fucking you from across the bar” That’s what the text said. I was sitting in a bar on a Friday night with a girlfriend and her friends. A married couple. I looked at the text again and then I scanned the room. No one seemed to be staring or leering at me. I should have been scared, but instead I was intrigued. I didn’t recognize the number. And trying to show my brave side, I sent a text in return. “Who the fuck is this?” I waited for a reply. A few minutes went by, and nothing. I...
Straight Sexi slowly walked over to the lattice and closed the window i climbed into my soft bed drifting away to sleep the next morning i woke up with two girls, asking myself if i was dreaming and to my surprise my zipper was down and my cock was out. i got out of bed immediately asking what the fuck was going on the girl's laughed and giggled and broke of a whisper we want you i thought about trying to escape from the mysterious two but then thought to myself i was going to get laid now or...
My name is Sarah and I live in northern Winnipeg, with my two overprotective parents. It was Friday night, and they drove me to my friends house for a birthday sleepover. They watched me set my bags down on the front porch to ring the doorbell, and left only when someone had greeted me, and I had entered the house. I had lots of fun at the sleepover and, late in the night, we all eventually tired and decided to sleep. I headed over to where everyones bags are, only to find that mine isnt...
It was my first day of MBBS, and I was upset with the college I ended up in. Being in an international school my whole life, I was worried that there will be nobody I could relate to in this college. All my old friends went off to amazing colleges together and here I was alone. Looking at the people around me in my class, I was a bit disappointed. None of the boys seemed even moderately attractive. And all the girls seemed quite conserved. With great disappointment, I slowly made it through the...
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Susanne Butler was settling in for the night in her house, she was Caucasian, she was 62-years-old, she was 5'8, shoulder length long blonde hair, blue eyes, she was wearing underwear, a long satin silk nightgown, she was also a loving divorcee mother to her 18-year-old teenage Daughter named Katherine, she's also Caucasian, she's 5'7, brunette hair, hazel eyes, her 16-year-old son named Peter, he was also Caucasian, he was 5'9, brown hair, brown eyes, her 3-year-old Toddler son named Mark, and...
Mind ControlBefore Troy Pearson started on his little diatribe of Carrie’s health condition he leaned over and gave his gorgeous, naked, twin sister a very passionate kiss on the lips then whispered into her ear, but not quietly enough to be private, “I love you, Carrie Pearson. I love you and will love you forever!” When the naked girl lying on the bed heard those words she reciprocated the passion of that kiss with even more passion ... several times in fact. She then whispered rather loudly back into...
Hi, I’m Steve, I have been a bi-sexual male from around the age of 20 I guess, and now I’m 50 my sexual preferences haven’t changed. I like the company and sexual relationship of a female but I also like to make a guy cum and I have taken to doing this spontaneously and in public places to enhance the excitement if I get the chance, but this was a follow up long awaited appointment with Jack.If you follow my stories you will know that on my last story, ‘Blowing a Stranger #2’ I met a guy called...
It was a normal day; a normal boring day like every other day, when I got a text.Hungry for cock, cocksucker?I stared at it for a minute; it was from a number I didn't recognize.I texted back:I think you have the wrong number.I figured that was the end of it, but he texted back a couple minutes later:I guess it's your lucky day then.I texted back:Sorry, man, I'm not gay.I returned to playing Xbox when I should have been studying for next week's midterms.To my surprise, he texted back again:Are...
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James was finishing yet another bar shift at the hotel. It had been a long week and tomorrow the guests were going home. The last guests wobbled up the stairs having had one too many benny and hot waters and muttered their good nights. James sighed with relief and started to lock reception up, the soft lights in the bar making his eyes lower with tiredness. He was thinking how much housekeeping needed to be done when his phone buzzed. He had a new text message. With a look of puzzlement he...
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BEN FRIDAY, APRIL 16, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR I breathed shallowly while forcing myself not to panic. If Dawn was in trouble, she would have either said so in her text, or the text itself would have been much shorter. Still, she said to hurry so I was walking pretty fast. Dawn's apartment was only a couple of blocks away and it didn't take me long to get there. I was about to knock when I realized the front door was cracked open just a bit. The sense of panic set in again. Something was...
I had always thought I was fairly normal. I married my high-school sweetheart and we have a good, 20-year marriage.Our sex life was normal. She was the only girl I had ever been with, and we still found time to play each week, even after having k**s late in our marriage. My wife isn't really adventurous, but I was satisfied with my fantasies and getting her to spice things up once in a while. I find most women attractive, and can find something to fantasize about a woman easily. My wife is the...
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Straight SexI hear the chime on my phone, and as I shut the coffee pot off and run water into my cup, I pick up the phone and my world comes to a screeching halt. “I want you ready for me when I get home… and keep yourself on edge all day baby... I’ll know if you don’t. You’ll do this for me baby… be a good girl for Daddy and don’t cum.” The hard throbbing between my legs, my creamy thighs, swollen clit, all respond to those words. A low moan leaves my lips and my hands drift up to my lips, tracing their...
BDSMI was at work being the usual hard working tax paying citizen, though I just started working and have never paid taxes I intend to do so. Anyways, I recieve an unfamiliar text message from an unfamiliar number not saved in my phone. The text said " Good morning this ur favorite girl bernadine. My phn broke." Since my aunt's name is bernadine, I figured it was her so I just started texting her. I started to suspect she wasnt my Aunt Bern when she started complaining how I never see her. ...
The Text From my ExMy name is Lynlee. I am 31 years old and this story is based on a true event in my life. I have been married to my husband Charles for 13 years. We have 3 k**s. I am 5’4” 130lbs, tan skin, brown hair brown eyes. My husband and I had just recently begun opening our marriage sex life to others. Well, mostly I had… Charles hadn’t been with another woman but at this point I’d been with 4 or 5 other men since our marriage. Charles was always there and we enjoyed the threesomes...
I don't know how or why but I will try and explaine as I go along. We have been together one way or another over the last 10 years or so. We have made the earth move while making love or as others might put it .. out right fucking, hard sweaty fucking! When she was closer there were days she would show up after work and we would park at the end if the road. There she would undue my belt and then release my hard cock. She strokes me gently while looking into my eyes as she sucks my cock...
ITINERARYWhere the story of a man who wants to exist in your eyes ..........A LOLA ...It was while visiting a website, a complete accident that I came across this ad. This site did the rest not primarily designed to encourage meetings have but like any site is now complying with pages dedicated to meetings. Since I 'was there, but I read the profiles are not very inspired that night I did not even used the filter searches for a particular profile fall or even a region. If evidence is needed...
My down fall with texting- Part 1... The true early days of my life, meeting of Jessica, the relationship we had and the start of my fantasies of both of us exchanging bodies. By Jessica Kingston My Early Days. From the baby age of 15 months I used to have to go to a child minder as mum had to work and she was called Mrs Holt, it was agreed that I called her "Aunt Mae" when I could talk, so each weekday from are modest 3 story council maisonette to Aunt Mae's family home of a 3...
I was riding my motorcycle to the hardware store in Long Beach, near LBSU, to pick up some eye hooks. There was a car in front of me all over the lane. I thought that person must have had a few drinks for lunch? Or they were on the phone or texting?? I switched lanes and came up on them on the drivers side. I couldn't believe it? It was Sally! And, yes, she was texting! She knows I hate when people do this while driving! When I'm riding my motorcycle I want people to pay attention. I was...
Sleepily, I looked at the name under the big envelope, and raised an eyebrow quizzically when I saw that it was Brianna that had texted me this late. Brianna and I had always talked rarely, and we wouldn’t at all if it wasn’t for the fun night we’d had at prom junior several months back. We were both bored with our dates, whom we’d gone with more out of laziness and resignation than any great affection, and more than a little drunk from covert swallows from hidden flasks. Brianna was...
Out of the blue my screen glowed with his text of a simple “hey” mid-day. As we chatted, I became aware of the growing moistness in my panties. I vaguely wondered if I could get this high-powered guy to leave his office midday and come to me. My mind raced through excuses or reasons that could allow him to leave his office midday for even just a few moments of shared passion… Perhaps, I thought, a shower or blowjob could lure him from his brightly lit office to join me on a gray day, a day that...
Out of the blue my screen glowed with his text of a simple “hey” mid-day. As we chatted, I became aware of the growing moistness in my panties. I vaguely wondered if I could get this high-powered guy to leave his office midday and come to me. My mind raced through excuses or reasons that could allow him to leave his office midday for even just a few moments of shared passion… Perhaps, I thought, a shower or blowjob could lure him from his brightly lit office to join me on a gray day, a day that...
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The phone flashed, again. "So? Got a date?" I turned to look at him again. He raised his eyebrows, nodding at his phone. Feeling mischievous, I typed a reply, "That's for me to know; and you to find out! Anyway, I'm married." I was actually meeting my sister after work, and had dressed in white linen trousers and a nice white chiffon blouse, lace bra, with a slinky pair of sandals. Seconds later he replied, "Lucky fella...hope he's worth it." Before I could return that...
As we don’t live together just yet we have to think of way to help each other along so last night we couldn’t talk on the phone so we had text sex below are the massages we sent:I texted “what you doing”B/F replied “having a wank what you doing”I replied “I’ve got a finger in my wet pussy thinking about you”B/F replied “almost the same as me then you horny bitch, keep playing and I’ll play thinking of you of u 2”I replied “think about me with a finger in my pussy as well as rubbing my swollen...
My downfall with texting- Part 11... Still Day 6 of my ordeal of being in Jessica's body. Bunny bondage lunch time date with Gary my former self continues. An evening and night of fun with Lucy. Part 1 tells of Gary age 50, married to Jane, both keen golfers and how through playing golf they met a couple called John and Janet, Gary after a awhile starts a secret affair with their 17 year old daughter who is called Jessica, Gary was to do a University course in Management, and Jessica...
This fanfic contains strong language, and very mature and graphical scenes such as detailed death descriptions; sexual torture; sexual organ distortions; incest; necrophilia; trans-sexuality; internal and external fluid splashing; and deceased female fertilization. If you are OK with these themes, then proceed to read. You should be at least 18 years old when reading this fanfic, and It is your responsibility if you e-mail, post, or direct this story to anyone outside of the original website...
Being married for eighteen years with three kids has taken its toll on our lovemaking as well as our fuck sessions. Our imagination is limited to how tired we are and our kinky side depends on if the kids are home. Back in the day there was nothing we would not do or not try. I have been called a pervert, a sick-o and a really strange dude by some of my friends when I would tell them of the things my wife and I would do. I have a list of fetishes most people do not understand. Where they...
James was finishing yet another bar shift at the hotel. It had been a long week and tomorrow the guests were going home. The last guests wobbled up the stairs having had one too many benny and hot waters and muttered their good nights. James sighed with relief and started to lock reception up, the soft lights in the bar making his eyes lower with tiredness. He was thinking how much housekeeping needed to be done when his phone buzzed. He had a new text message. With a look of puzzlement he...
After the feverish lovemaking, Jade decided she'd take a long shower to cool off. The only problem was that the feel of the water on her hot skin aroused her to the point that gooseflesh dotted her entire body. Her nipples became extremely erect and her pussy began to moisten as the spray splashed off her chest and ran down between her legs. She never masturbated in the shower, it just wasn't her thing. She preferred the warm confines of her bedroom, laying on her satin sheets and bringing...
LesbianIt was a Friday afternoon,the weekend loomed and i was happy,id just been paid and had been promised a night if sex by my wife,it was around 3pm and my wife text me a picture of her new heels she was going to wear for me that night,we was texting messges of what we was going to do to each other and when i told her i was hard she text me asking to prove how hard i was so i nipped into a customers bathroom,dropped my boxer shorts and took a picture of my rock hard cock,added the words `i want to...
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As the last few seconds counted down my phone went again indicating a second message from her too. I congratulated myself on my win and exchanged the controller in my hand for the phone on the bed beside me. I swiped the screen notification with my thumb to open Chrissie’s message and sat gawping at the picture that met my gaze. I stared at the screen which was filled with a selfie picture of my sister in her underwear wondering why the hell she had sent it to me. Despite her face not...
It had wandered across the omniverse since it began. It couldn't be seen, couldn't be heard, could be detected. Yet it wanted to send out a signal, a message. It had no voice, but it had to speak. Then it found a way... By way of words and images created by others. Music, movies, books, and more. Any way to communicate a message was used by it to try to speak. However, it didn't speak in a way which those same beings did. Call it an element of it's nature, but when it tried to speak from others...
Ever have one of those days where everything just seems to go wrong? Welcome to my Christmas holiday, car engine blows up, fight with the family, bury a close friend.... I would have felt more comfortable in a fire fight in the middle east than spending time anywhere for Christmas. Well, that all changed with one message. A buddy once told me that when you start to tell a story (I think he meant wars stories), you start the story off "So, there we were", well, there I was, relaxing on the couch...
“I have a message from Bert. Andy is to hear it with you,” Mary said quietly in the unique voice of a trance, as she knelt in front of me. Andy sat down by me, but Lisa, who had never been present when a trance message was given, started to leave. I pulled her down by me, telling her to stay with us because she was very much a part of this family. She hugged me gratefully as she curled up against me. In a moment, Mary began. “Hello, son. It is me again. I knew you would get this message one...