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Jamie Moore is a copywriter for an ad agency based out of San Francisco. In her travels between her agency's office in San Fran and Seattle she was able to keep a man in each city until things got too serious with both and they eventually found out about each other leaving Jamie heartbroken, sorry, cold and alone. Looking for an outlet for her feelings she began to write of her exploits with the two in erotic short stories. Jamie developed many fans that wrote her in praise of her work. One...
Summary: My first day of creative writing class would change my life in ways I would never have believed. ~ ~ ~In the Fall of 1983 I was beginning the first semester of my senior year of uni. With most of my core classes long since completed I ticked off electives towards the 136 hours I needed to graduate the following May. While flipping through the course catalog, I noticed that Creative Writing 1 was not only 3 credit hours, but could also count towards my Humanities...
A life of curves presents the slow reveal, that often pays grand dividends at the end! This much I've learned. Patience can be a virtue sometimes. "Shackled", "caged", "suppressed liberation", "aching for release"; all some of my favorite expressions of late, to describe my "sensual" reality up to date… but I'm "married". Yes "married", if that's what you want to call it, living this damn cloistered life, which in my mind does not constitute a REAL marriage. Hey… I didn't sign on for this,...
Love StoriesGetting to Colorado.The cab arrived. I was feeling sick to my stomach. My brother wasn’t fucking around. I begged him “please Mark”. To know avail. He just said, “Shut up crack whore and do as I say”. He grabbed his bags and we walked out to the cab. I noticed the dildo in my ass would be an issue. Not only did it hurt but it felt good too at the same time. It made me walk pinching my ass cheeks together. It made and kept my pussy wet. My eyes were teary; but the dildo it was really a relief...
To put it mildly, she was smoking hot! His eyes feasted on her Seven Till Midnight paisley bustier corset and thong, all black… and all his! She was smoldering and his cock immediately lurched, pulsed, oozed a luxurious pre-cum elixir. He thought back to his earlier visit when he sat alone by the fireplace and had glanced down on the coffee table to see an arrangement of some of her reading material. There were Victoria Secret catalogs, various women's clothing magazines, some house decorum...
ExhibitionismAccoutrements… it’s all about the ambience, the window dressings, the allure, the tease. Awareness of self, confidence, care of self, appreciating the gifts one is endowed with. A willingness to share with vigor and potency, uninhibited doesn’t hurt. THIS dear reader was the stark difference, the dramatic contrast between two women in my life. On the one hand I faced denial and ice. On the other I faced revival and dice. What do I mean ‘dice’? Easy… it would be a roll of the dice, considering...
Accoutrements… it's all about the ambience, the window dressings, the allure, the tease. Awareness of self, confidence, care of self, appreciating the gifts one is endowed with. A willingness to share with vigor and potency, uninhibited doesn't hurt. THIS dear reader was the stark difference, the dramatic contrast between two women in my life. On the one hand I faced denial and ice. On the other I faced revival and dice. What do I mean "dice"? Easy… it would be a roll of the dice, considering...
Love StoriesFrom the rarely free flowing pen of Sebastian Tombs The List 3 poufs and a piano A broken door Banks Demons George W God Heaven Hell Human resources Liberarchie London Bridge Madonna's conical bra Prince Charles Tesco It is amazing the unrelated events that can cause the creative juices to flow. (For good or bad). Just such a course of events began to occur prior to Christmas 2013. If you have struggled through Creative Class 1 you will know a list entered my life in 1999, what you...
I should have known the day had something in store for me. It was dull dreary and damp as I made my way from the car park to the Adult Education Centre for my Creative Writing Class. Being the only male I liked to get there early and choose my seat. This was not a strategic place to observe eye candy but more of a defensive position. At 52yrs old I was the third youngest in the class and if I did not get my protected position I would end up surrounded by single ladies of indeterminable age who...
Creative Nieces Get “Punished” (Sequel to Sexy Nieces Turn the Tables) By billy69boy As my two beautiful young nieces scampered off to the bathroom, sex toys in hand, I went down to the kitchen to turn on the oven and prepare the pizza. I figured we still had a couple of hours before my wife and the girls’ mother would return from their movie and dinner. When the girls sat down at the table, they were all cleaned up, and still naked, as was I. I poured each of us a glass of ice water, and sat...
Creative Nieces Get “Punished”(Sequel to Sexy Nieces Turn the Tables) By billy69boyAs my two beautiful young nieces scampered off to the bathroom, sex toys in hand, I went down to the kitchen to turn on the oven and prepare the pizza. I figured we still had a couple of hours before my wife and the girls’ mother would return from their movie and dinner. When the girls sat down at the table, they were all cleaned up, and still naked, as was I. I poured each of us a glass of ice...
Amy knew Steve’s face pretty well, in a “small town” kind of way. This wasn’t unusual; having lived there all of her life she recognized most of the town’s residents by sight and knew Steve from before High School, where he was a year ahead of her. It wasn’t like they stopped and talked across shopping carts for hours at the grocery store, more that Steve was “just a guy” who seemed to be around—someone she always enjoyed exchanging a friendly smile with him at the gas station or the...
Straight Sex"Mister Andersen? I ... I have an idea for a story, I mean if you're interested." Looking up from my notebook, I saw a young man standing there, shifting nervously from one foot to the other; sweat beading on his upper lip, a scraggly goatee gracing his chin, his watery brown eyes appearing unnaturally large behind thick lenses. He was wearing a wrinkled t-shirt, jeans and scuffed running shoes. I had taken a break from being a panelist on one of the Convention's workshops on the Craft of...
Once again, it was a Monday morning, 9:45 AM and the bell had just rung to start the class. And, once again, my stomach was in knots wondering about what was to happen in the next forty-five minutes. Mrs. Ball moved to the front of the class, and called the room to order. She reached into her briefcase and took out the collection of stories, placing them in a pile on her desk. "This exercise was about the interaction between two people, mainly in the form of a dialogue, but not limited to...
I lay there breathing hard with a big shit eating grin on my face. It was a couple of minutes before Kay roused from her stupor. As she started moving I fell out of her. Her first words puzzled me, "It wasn't a fluke." "What wasn't a fluke?" "What you did to me on the beach. You did it to me, again." "Oh, that." "Yes, that. This was as great as it was on the beach, maybe even better." "I think that's because you were in charge of this one." "I want to do it this way...
The Art of Reproduction By Cal Y. Pygia I like penises. More specifically, I like circumcised penises. And I like balls, big or small. I prefer scrotums that, when they rise, high and tight, are smooth, although they may be wrinkled when relaxed. I like asses, too, especially feminine asses. Men's asses, to be attractive to me, must be sleek, compact, and firm. I like medium- to small-size tits and dislike large, floppy mammary glands with big, protruding nipples. I don't...
A life of curves presents the slow reveal, that often pays grand dividends at the end! This much I’ve learned. Patience can be a virtue sometimes. ‘Shackled’, ‘caged’, ‘suppressed liberation’, ‘aching for release’, all some of my favorite expressions of late, to describe my ‘sensual’ reality up to date… but I’m ‘married’. Yes ‘married’, if that’s what you want to call it, living this damn cloistered life, which in my mind does not constitute a REAL marriage. Hey… I didn’t sign on for this,...
Amy knew Steve’s face pretty well, in a “small town” kind of way. This wasn’t unusual, having lived there all of her life she recognized most of the town’s residents by sight and knew Steve from before High School, where he was a year ahead of her. It wasn’t like they stopped and talked across shopping carts for hours at the grocery store, more that Steve was “just a guy” who seemed to be around—someone she always enjoyed exchanging a friendly smile with him at the gas station or the post...
Ahh yes… the ‘straight’… the ‘curves’… the thrill of anticipation, the not knowing what to expect on that ‘other side’… it’s just the best. Pistons pumping, throttle open, the pounding in the ear… riding on the edge… oh yessss, she brought it all out in me. Hell, it was the same thrill I experienced on my Heritage (Harley). She could bring it, and my dear reader, this Irish devil was more than ready to receive. As I approached her ‘cabin’ in the woods, racing from one curve to the next – –...
To put it mildly, she was smoking hot! His eyes feasted on her Seven Till Midnight paisley bustier corset and thong, all black… and all his! She was smoldering and his cock immediately lurched, pulsed, oozed a luxurious pre-cum elixir. He thought back to his earlier visit when he sat alone by the fireplace and had glanced down on the coffee table to see an arrangement of some of her reading material. There were Victoria Secret catalogs, various women’s clothing magazines, some house decorum...
Ahh yes… the "straight"… the "curves"… the thrill of anticipation, the not knowing what to expect on that "other side"… it's just the best. Pistons pumping, throttle open, the pounding in the ear… riding on the edge… oh yessss, she brought it all out in me. Hell, it was the same thrill I experienced on my Heritage (Harley). She could bring it, and my dear reader, this Irish devil was more than ready to receive. As I approached her "cabin" in the woods, racing from one curve to the next - - wink...
ExhibitionismCoughing from the dust as the brunette picked up a box from the Attic, takingit down...for the movers to move into her new apartment. Her emerald eyes sparkledas she glanced around...before she got into Her car...slowly noticing somethingin her small tote bag...a book. It was called Cruel Submissions: Finding outwho you truly are" slowly she started to flip the pages...opening to seea submissive female on the first page...a drawing "In a Land far away...thereis a place that shows who are the...
Hello to all ISS readers. This is your one and only JJ. I had received tremendous feedback from you for my previous submissions, am totally delighted. Many of the readers have got in touch with me thru my personal mail id and have requested to keep posting more and more. One of the females who went thru the last submission GODDESS OF LOVE sent me her feedback and as a courtesy I had thanked her suddenly we exchanging mails and became very good friends. We chatted & chatted a couple of days back...
Scene: simple apartment. We see a college-aged blonde with a very cute face carrying a laundry basket to the washing room. She’s wearing a bulky sweatshirt and baggy jeans. She might be a little chubby — we just can’t tell. She loads the basket into the washer then takes off her top and puts it in the washer. She’s not wearing a bra.. We see she’s very slender with nice breasts. She puts the sweatpants and simple panties into the washer and starts it. She’s stunning to look at!She walks to the...
Leaning forward, Alice tongued the tip of his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Peter thought he would explode right there and then. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down the length of his shaft and swirled around his balls. He couldn't wait for that hot, wet sensation when her mouth could close over his aching cock. Taking her time, Alice sucked on his balls, then moved her way back up his shaft. Then in a fluid motion she engulfed the length of his cock, sliding...
I was beginning to dread Monday mornings. My stomach would churn with acid, as my brain convinced it that this would be the day of its last home-cooked meal. By 9:45 I was racked with trepidation, expecting a hand on my shoulder and looking up to find the burly vice-principal staring at me. Or even worse, looking at a pair of handcuffs being dangled in front of me by a police officer. Instead, there was only the noise of desks scraping on the floor, taunts from one side of the room to...
I ate supper fairly quickly that night, although I didn't taste anything that went into my mouth. It was a mechanical process of chewing and swallowing; enjoyment simply didn't enter into it. My mind was completely focused on the piece of notepaper in my pocket, and I could feel the writing on it burning into my skin. I blamed my haste on extra homework, and the need to meet with a friend to consult on a joint project. I bolted from the house as soon as I could justify leaving, with a...
I walked into her classroom just before the bell rang the next morning. My stomach was twisted into knots, and I had debated not showing up at all. I finally decided that only a coward would not show his face after the evening we had spent, and I once again heard my father's voice telling me to act like a man. Once everyone was settled, she started discussing elements of the evolution of writing styles, and wandered randomly though the desks as she spoke. This was her normal teaching style,...
For the next month we saw each other as often as we could, always within the safety of her house. Being young and foolish, I of course was willing to risk everything to be with her more often. I fantasized about having a quickie in one of the locker rooms, or getting a blowjob between classes, but in the deep recesses of my brain I knew it couldn't be like that. We did talk about such things, and she confessed to having similar fantasies, but was much quicker to point out how it could never...
About ten years after high school, I was on a book tour that took me back to my old home town. Coincidentally, there was a reunion being held, and I told my agent to clear my signing schedule so that I could drop in for the opening night mixer. The gym smelled as badly as it always had, a mix of old sweat, dirty sneakers, and something else that we always said was a body under the floorboards—some poor freshman who had never been able to climb the rope. I picked up a badge at the reception...
The things you are liable to read in the bible ain't necessarily so. IT AIN'T NECESSARILY SO - Paul Robeson And God looked upon what he had wrought, and said, to no-one in particular (for He was alone in the firmament, the Archangels being respectfully absent as they usually were when He was creating stuff), "This Bert and this Kylie don't strike Me as the brightest beasts in the field. If I wasn't omnipotent, I might be wondering by now whether I'd cocked up the software." He was...
It all started one morning when we had spent the weekend at my Mother In Law’s apartment. I woke up to my wife getting dressed for work as usual. I stared at her as she walked around the room practically naked. All that was covering her was her purple panties. ‘Why are you staring at me like that?’ She asked as she was combing her hair in front of the mirror. I replied, ‘Because you have an amazing body and I enjoy looking at it.’ She giggled and then turned to me and started to strut over...
Chapter Twelve: Anchors aweigh Ted’s point of view I grabbed Lisa and ran toward the parked cars even though I didn’t think we would make it. The Pinto accelerated hard, the eyes of her brother slitted above a snarl. I felt an instinctive need to close my eyes when he slammed on the brakes and screeched to a halt just a few feet from us. The rough idle of the car didn’t last long as it sputtered into silence. We stopped running and panted as we stared at the little bastard. Arthur sneered...
September 7, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “I didn’t think you wanted me to wake you at 2:12am,” Ed laughed. “I wouldn’t have complained, but it wouldn’t have made much difference. How is she?” “She’s doing fine. You have a nephew, David James Krajick. He’s 7 pounds, 14 ounces.” “Thanks for letting me know. I’ll tell everyone here. Need me to make any other calls?” “No. I called my parents and your dad already. He and your mom will probably come up in a month or so.” “Remember, I’m leaving...
Hi Guys, This is the afternoon session with Marcus. So far, this is the only time I have serviced them both in the same day. I left James at the apartment complex and was heading back to the office. I am soooo glad I had a Coke in the car, I still had that ‘taste’ in my mouth. ( you know what I mean ) I was about to turn in to the office complex when I got a call from my boss. He asked me if I could do a Bridge inspection across town. I agreed and turned around and started heading to the job...
It’s hard to beat the classics. Those hot pornstars of old had a unique technique the studios just can’t capture these days. And, hell, porn shot on film just has a whole different feel to it. And to be precise, I’m not referring to the early 2000s porn featuring scene bitches and dudes wearing parachute pants. That shit isn’t proper vintage. I’m talking about that good stuff from the 80s and back when just having a porn shoot of a mixed-race couple was a goddamn sensation. I want sluts with...
Vintage Porn Sites"No one lives forever," said a voice in his ear. "Certainly not us," said another, on the other side. Two figures, both women, appeared in the mirror behind him, though Friedrich knew that if he turned around he would not see them. They were only ever in the mirror. Friedrich sighed and sat down. The room was dark, and filthy, and full of dust. The windows and doors were barricaded, and everything smelled of decay. How long had he been here? He barely remembered now. He was dying...
Chuck What a bunch of bullshit. First thing this morning, there's Steve having to get wound up with someone breaking into his R&D building. They didn't hurt the guard, but tied and gagged him while they ransacked the building. Because Steve, or at least, Sue and S&S, are government and military contractors, I was able to call Jan into the investigation right away. She had their CSI group on site in minutes and was able to glean a lot of evidence to work with quickly. Nightfox had...
Friday Afternoon: Part 4 - Home Economics What felt like a few moments later, Allison glanced up. Sweetheart, we’re here. Again? I’m not sure how, but I keep losing track of time like that. She ‘laughed’. That’s really not that uncommon. Especially when you really enjoy spending time with that person. “I didn’t think you two could get more famous, but somehow you have.” He turned to Mrs. Lesummer. “Someday I’ll figure out just how things travel so quickly around here. And then, maybe...
Throughout the dinner, John Taylor seemed very quiet, and Caitie had never said a word about her talk with President Arnn. While they were waiting for their coffee, John was sitting at the table with his hands folded, just looking down at the tablecloth. Finally he said, “Mom, do I have to go to Notre Dame?” “What’s that mean?” Andy asked. “It means it’s certainly a great school,” John replied, “but it’s ... awfully big.” At that point his words started to come faster; he was really...
My first time for anal sex, Well it was back when I was in matric. I decide to bunk school for the day and go to my boyfriends house.So once my mom dropped me off at the school's main gate it wasn't long afterwards that my boyfriend arrived and I hopped into his car.We first quickly went to the garage to get a few snacks for the day and then headed off to his apartment.During the short 10 minute drive to his apartment I started teasing him by placing my hand on his lap and rubbing up and down...
Let's see," Donny said, "I met Manny in high school. We didn't go to the same high school, but met at an ice cream place. We were both looking for girls, and struck up a conversation. We didn't meet any girls that day, but we became friends and hung together. Are you sure you want to hear about this?" "Yes!" both Ellie and Margie hollered. "Okay, okay," Donny said, "Let's see - we, that's Manny and me - met Richie and Paula at the movies. Turns out, Richie had picked her up in...
I finally decided to go down on this guy I like for the first time – really, the first time, as in my firsttime, ever – and here I am having to encounter balls for the first time. I mean, I finally got up thenerve to give a blowjob, months and in some cases even years after my friends, had just begun to geta little confidence about the idea of me with a dick in my mouth for the first time, when this douchebaghas to lift up his sweaty sack and lay it right on my mouth. Great. What the fuck am I...
Hi to all my readers. Sorry about the long delay between chapters but life got in the way in the form of the premature arrival of my new Granddaughter, who is now doing great. * Janey sat on the edge of the bench sipping her orange juice while Ren stood between her knees watching her as he drank his coffee. When she had finished her juice he took the glass from her hand and placed it on the bench beside his cup before lowering his head to kiss her deeply. ‘Knock it off you pair. Didn’t you...
Jessica found herself on a balcony with a beautiful sunset fading into the distance. It cast an eerie orange and red light on all things. A gentle breeze tossed her dark hair about. Her nipples were erect, poking through the thick latex of her bodysuit and the elegant rubbery dress that provided a second layer of fetish attire. A balcony where? Where was she? Jessica looked around. She took in the behemoth building jutting into the sky behind her. The white marble, detailed carvings and...
Charlie "I know from what you have said that for the time being you are not thinking about dating, but you are still quite young and you are a very attractive and sexy woman. If you enter into a relationship with Lucy you have to think about how that will impact on your life choices if the right man comes along. "That may never happen," my mother said, "but you are right it is something I need to give some thought to." If you don't mind me saying something about that, I would like to...
Hearing your voice brightens my day like the sun peeking out from behind a sky filled with rain clouds. I know we met under the strangest of circumstances, but love is like that sometimes. It can’t be contained. It must live in our hearts forever. Thank you for being so kind and sensitive to me. Like a good Samaritan, you saw me lying by the side of the road all alone and picked me up and nursed me back to health with your voice.You accepted my request and fed me your love potion. You heard my...
SeductionWe got there and unloaded the cars. I walked in and there she was, standing at the sink washing dishes. she's a little chubby, slightly muscular from playing fastpitch softball, and has a huge ass. she had on those jeans that show off her ass and i could see her crack from the top of her jeans. We ate dinner, and Jordan and i decided to head up to the attic(which was very spacious) and play air hockey. Upstairs in the attic was also where her and her friends hung out, so there was a...
I recommend reading my story titled “The Wages of Sin-Part 1” first… I had just delivered thirty with the belt across 18-year old Erica’s clothed buttocks for stealing wine from the church, and had experienced an erotic reaction the likes of which I had never had before. Now, I had turned to 19-year old Meredith, the instigator of today’s theft and previous others. I was still aroused from the punishment that I had administered to Erica, and Meredith clearly saw the bulging evidence. “Well,”...
Hai friends… me sumalatha from bangalore age 30. Na body sizes 34-30-36. Madi amalapuram dagara vunna ambajipeta. Ma ayana nenu bangalore lo vuntamu.Ma ayana software engineer. Me kosam malli na experience share chesukuntunanu. Na old experiences “kobbari thota lo ma paleru tho padukunna” & “paleru pakka lo second time padukunna”. Manager tho jarigina experience cheputa ani chepa na last post lo. Andaru na experience kosam wait chestunaru ani telusu. First of all thanks to iss and iss readers....
“Wake up, studmuffin,” I heard a voice waking me up. “You are?” I asked the stranger. “Your nurse, Abigail Hitchens. You really pissed someone off, didn’t you? A woman to be sure. Only a woman would devise a punishment directly to the cock. Well, you did the crime, you did the time, as it were, so I won’t beat you up about it. That’s not my job, anyway. You’ve been punished enough,” the nurse took a kind of chiding tone mixed with humor and sympathy. “Let me ask you something, Nurse...
Bobsy Atwater returned to a familiar theme, “Tech is always planning ahead, thinking ahead. Maybe not about where disruption will take us, but how to ... upend the fucking table sooner. Shortcuts, outside the box shit. Why cut up frogs when naked mole-rats are so much better?” Wish I’d never looked at those photos. Vanessa’s the cook in our family, but I have a few go-to dishes. One is the Famous Senate Bean Soup. Now it’s hard to go wrong with a dish that includes ham hocks and onions,...
For the next several weeks I would be called about twice a week, mostly just blowjobs since he was a busy man. I would arrive, drop to my knees, suck to completion, swallow and leave...that was the typical weekday evening/afternoon. I always left aching for more, wanting to be fucked but knowing it was not my call.. and knew I would get the fucking I needed on the weekend.Several weeks into this arrangement I got a text on Friday morning - '...be at my place at 7pm, prepared to stay the...
Wednesday Evening The anger he felt was not directed at his wife, but Hector was very angry. Some High School boys had gotten his little girl drunk and almost raped her. The police were seeing to the boys, but Hector needed to do something to get his wife to recognize that she had screwed up. If she had been paying attention, Halee would not have left the house that night. Of course Maui was distressed: Janelle had died less than a week ago and she was their first child. She had been a...
I Im ssingle i had a friend name micheal masseth he used to be cool with me until i found he was with this guy who mad him gay and hes from Detroit,MI he start dress tight shirts and jeans and i was inbaressed to call him a friend show and knock hims out im a boxer and and athlete i wiegh 178 all muscle ladies lets get back to the story he hurt my fellings call me names so i had sex with his girl and he got mad and moved too another hood hes girl has a nice ass i just broke up with her see was...
I've been divorced for what seems like forever. We were both fooling around with other people so, really, neither one of us was singly at fault. It just all fell apart. And, my last relationship also just fell all apart. Neither of us wanted to make a commitment and there really wasn't anything holding us together except some pretty great sex. Even that wasn't enough. So, here I am, horny, living in Savannah, Georgia, jacking off like a 16-year-old kid. Hell, 16-year-old kids today are fucking...
IncestStory 1 - San Diego Part of this story is factual, part fiction. My name is Mark I grew up and lived in Florida and it was the summer before I entered the 10th grade so I was around 14, almost 15 years old. One of my mom's sister (my aunt) lived out in southern California in San Diego. Her husband had died at an early age a few years before due to a heart condition. She had two daughters, aged 17 (going to be a senior in high school) and 12. Although they currently lived in...
Jasmine Jae is going through a transition. She lost her husband recently and still has not taken the time to try to find love again. But something about this girl makes every guy turn his head. Maybe it is the fact that she has that look guys want. You know, the look that says I may be sad about my dead husband, but I still love cock! So, when our stud sees her running by in tight workout gear, he cannot help but salivate. He makes the move, and soon they are back at her place doing their best...
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