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The innate ability to smell things others don't quite get, or before anyone else smells them has always been with me. It both blesses and curses me. In a crowded elevator, stinky crotches, smelly feet bad breath, unwashed sweaty bodies and clothes always smell stronger to me than to others, I have found. If I am on an bus with a friend and I say, "Oh, did you smell her shitty underwear?", after we get off. Invariably, my friend will deny smelling anything and think I am off my medication...
[ Update: Free Use World !! The main storyline will continue. Please enjoy using Catwoman's lesbian anal fetish mind control Gotham City. ] Prologue: Batgirl struggled with the nylon ropes binding her in place. They dug deep into her costume across her nips and down the crack of her pert ass. There was little else she could do. The thin ropes bound her thighs and ankles together in kneeling position. Her arms were firmly tied behind her back and those ropes were tied to the ones around her...
Mind Control“Oh my head.” Robin whispered as he stirred awake. It took a few moments for him to fully regain consciousness. His last memory was of chasing someone across the Gotham rooftops, now he was in someone’s apartment. “I’ve been captured!” He screamed in his mind as he suddenly realized he was under restraints. Taking a deep breath, he willed himself to think calmly, just as Batman as taught him. Take stock of the situation, then form a plan of action. The room was in semi-darkness, illuminated...
The Womanizer by X_Zero_23 Ye know my Lords and Ladies, of the tales of certain adventures in this and neighboring kingdoms. Warriors, students of magical lore, and even cunning thieves who have made a name for themselves in life and more often afterward with treasures won, villains vanquished, and beasts and demons beyond the ken of man overcome. All know the well-worn players of a thousand different names. Fighter. Paladin. Magic-User. Thief. Ranger, and Monk are some that...
The third person I ever had sex with was my husband so you couldn’t call me promiscuous. I lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway. Then there was Paul, we dated; we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We had and still do have sex...
It was late. I'd been arrested again. And, I'd been remanded in custody for the rest of the weekend... "Angela... ?" a female voice called. As I looked up, my cell-door opened to reveal 'Probationary' Constable Tania Margarson 23069 - the young policewoman entering the 'Female Cells' with a warm cup of coffee for me. "MMMM, " I sighed, smiling wickedely at the uniformed policewoman, "Thankyou, Constable Margarson!" "I thought, you might like a coffee..." she replied. The...
CONFESSIONS OF A CAT WOMAN By Natalie Wilde Someone once said that the life changing events will not come when you expect them but rather will sideswipe you on a Friday at 3 in the afternoon. Well for me that was true, except it was Thursday. And what seemed like a normal October afternoon would soon have major implications. I am writing this, as way to try and make sense of the things that have happened to me and how my life...
Yes, my dream would have been more satisfying if it had gone along the lines of...a voluptuous red-headed noblewoman who lusted after one of her servants. She frequently sent him subtle hints of her desire; brushing up against him as she passed by, bending forward to show off her cleavage, and complimenting him on his strong build (when what she meant was his powerful legs and tight ass). She was sure that he felt the same way about her, as evidenced by his obvious erection during her latest...
InterracialIt was only a fantasy. It’s only a fantasy. A persistent, slightly obsessive thought. Some days, it runs in his mind, a loop, making him salivate, giving him surges of desire. As soon as the thought arises, sometimes in spite of him, other time through his own desire, he cannot help but be mesmerized, wishing to contemplate endlessly, blushing. Is he blushing from his desire or from the slight shame he feels? Probably both. This particular shame excites him in a peculiar way. What would his...
Yeah, it's a predictable little story from me. So sue me :-) Spells R' Us: The Womanizer by Stephanie Josh saw the slap coming, but could do nothing to avoid it. "You're scum!" said the girl he had been talking to. She turned on her heel and stormed out of the bar. Josh shrugged and turned back to his drink. It had been a long shot, but it had been worth a try. He checked his watch. It was nearly quarter past five. He had left work early so he and his wife could go...
Yes, my dream would have been more satisfying if it had gone along the lines of…a voluptuous red-headed noblewoman who lusted after one of her servants. She frequently sent him subtle hints of her desire, brushing up against him as she passed by, bending forward to show off her cleavage, and complimenting him on his strong build (when what she meant was his powerful legs and tight ass). She was sure that he felt the same way about her, as evidenced by his obvious erection during her latest...
(This post is a fictional story on a bondage forum in China, and I am the prototype of the story. I just translated it into English. The copyright belongs to the original author, and the portrait right of the photos in the original link belongs to the original author and me)In the middle of a gloomy and horrible room stood a woman with a shawl. She was wearing a sexy red cheongsam, a pair of sparkling flesh-colored stockings like cicada wings wrapped around the beautiful woman's slender legs....
Way before Tommy’s explosion came, and even before her sister’s shriek, the other occupant in the room had long known what Tommy was up to. After all Stacy had a lot of experience with boys, especially those of the self-gratifying kind. Not only that, but her hands were right there, strategically placed, right on Tommy’s thrusting buttocks and thighs. But like the naughty, mischievous, older sister she happened to be, she let these mastubatory pleasures be. Not only did she not say anything,...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The following pornograhpic story, "Making My Mess With Tess" is copyrighted material under my nom de plume Dean Deanhomme. I intend to inlcude this story in a larger collection of material under the copyrighted title, "A Tale of Two Titties: With Apologies to Charles Dickens, a collection of pornographic novellas, short stories, anecdotes and essays, by Dean Denhomme.Again, I emphasize this is a work of ficton and any resembalance to anyone is purely coincidental.I will keep...
The Saleswoman Belladonna [Author's Note: Based on a cap by Commentator] The sound of a phone ringing turned Portia Dawn's head. She reached for the phone and picked it up as she saw her secretary's name appear on the caller identification panel. "Yes, Maria," Portia answered. The woman on the other end hesitated before she replied, "Jeff just stepped into his office." "Thank you, Maria," Portia replied while she felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she hung up...
My wife and I have been married for almost twelve years. While I love her deeply, our sex life has become somewhat boring. She's a stay-at-home mom to our two c***dren and our sex life has become a routine of "put the k**s to bed, turn out the lights, and be quick about it". That was until recently, when our sex life changed for the better.In the last few weeks, my wife has begun working out on one of those big inflatable exercise balls. As she worked out, I would often lie on our bed trying to...
Nacht in Gotham City. Doch friedlich ist es nicht. Während in den Straßen Gangs randalieren und die Polizei alle Hände voll zu tun hat, die Ausschreitungen in Grenzen zu halten. Im riesigen Büroturm des MyersElectronics war es ebenfalls nicht ruhig, auch wenn es von außen den Anschein hatte. Im Treppenhaus des Wolkenkratzers rannte Catwoman so schnell sie konnte die Stufen hoch. Schweiß lief unter ihrer Maske herunter und tropfte auf ihren schwarzen, hautengen Catsuit, der ihren kurvenreichen...
The door opens and Sir walks in with his arms open and a smile lighting up his handsome face. I squeal and drop my tools, quickly forgetting about messes and clean up afterwards. I jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist. Sir easily takes me into his hold and keeps me close against him. I sit back and look at his elegant features. He looks at me with those deep brown eyes, seeing so deeply into me I can’t help but move onto a different part to avoid the intense stare. His lips...
Previously: As you know from the first six chapters, my stepbrother and I have been enjoying each other sexually and emotionally since Christmas Eve, 2013. Until my return home from the university for winter break in December 2014, our relationship involved everything except intercourse. In preparation for my return home, I went on birth control pills a couple of weeks ago. I had not made any decision about allowing my stepbrother to deflower me, but I wanted to be prepared just in case....
TabooBefore Jessie Harper could really begin relating her ‘terrible week’ to Bradley Terrence she heard the front door of the house click open then click shut again. Moments later the two of them were joined in the living room by Kate Terrence, Paul Terrence and Ingrid Terrence. Paul Terrence was of course completely naked just like his father. He had been a Certified Nudist for the same length of time and hadn’t worn a stitch of clothing in months. Kate and her mother had talked about becoming...
There are millions of women out there living their lives. Each has a story to tell of her contact with men. To some, men are a necessary evil. To others, sex is something to use to snare a man to support a family. To still others, sex and men are only a game, that they play on a whim. This story is of a woman who has a need, a deep need, to be entwined in the arms of men, accepting her body's delight from her sexual arousal. I was one of eight children born to Frank and Mary Cook. What...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
Morphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd 2 A couple of nerds have a tough social life. Victims of humiliating pranks, they find a means for revenge with an MAU. ********************************************************************** Morphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd 2 Roger felt his cheeks burning as he walked down the hallway. Around him, students stopped, staring, pointing, and laughing at him. He wanted to vanish, to crawl through the floorboards,...
When I left the surgeon's office, I had the feeling my happiness had finally reached its completion. When he diagnosed I could successfully undergo orchiectomy without losing material for my future vaginoplasty, I burst into womanly tears of spiritual elevation. Ever since starting my transition six months earlier as a sissy, I had been obsessed with ridding myself of the unsightly presence between my legs. My male organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs to flatten my pubic...
You are sleeping in your bed, having a great dream about you and Angelina Jolie in a very swanky hotel in Venice, having wild sex on the balcony, overlooking the canals. The dream ends. You think you hear a tiny little voice say, "And sprinkle this one good. I think Peter and Wendy need something to break the logjam. This one will do nicely." In your sleep-stupor, you open one eye a bit and see a glowing moth hovering over your bed. The moth's body looks strangely like a person. Then you go...
Ah YES! The lands of Toril! What a place. A land of myth, and lore. A land where dangers, and adventure are around every corner. The infamous Spine of the World, Baldur's Gate, Helmsdeep, Waterdeep, the Underdark, Undrentide, Luskan, Amn, and Nevewinter city are just a few of the places any adventurer would seek. Some would go to these places to gain power, wealth, or even fame. Some go to these places to do villainous acts of evil, and some, heroic deeds of good. But for THESE 4 adventurers,...
FantasyA Wish the Heart Makes: Fornever in Blue Genes by Tigger Copyright 2000. All rights reserved. Fictionmania and Nifty may archive this story. Anyone else, ask me first. From Walt Disney's "Cinderella": "A dream is a wish your heart makes When you're fast asleep. In dreams you lose your heartaches Whatever you wish for, you keep. Have faith in your dreams and someday Your rainbow will come smiling through. No matter how your heart is grieving If you keep on...
NeverWorld Chapter One Randy Butler curled up in a comfortable armchair in the corner of the Student Center. There were students all around him talking, eating, and working. Even though they were all strangers, he felt comfortable here in the large crowded hall. Randy was lonely. He hadn't made any new friends in the two weeks since college began. He had hoped to meet other freshmen taking classes at Philadelphia College, but it wasn't happening. He wasn't meeting anyone...
NeverWorld Chapter Two Althea Smallwood found herself drifting off as the lawyer representing the group of fairies would not stop lecturing her about his clients "God given rights". She wanted to close her eyes and put her head down. She even considered taking a recess but wanted to end this case now. She tried what the other justices had suggested. She had pinched herself, she had tried chewing gum, she had pushed her fingernails into the palm of her hand. Nothing was going to keep...
It wasn't going away. It had come before, and it had always gone away before, but this time seemed different somehow. This time it was heavier, lingering longer, filling up more of the empty spaces around her life. It was seeping through all of the uncaulked cracks in her psyche and was running down the walls of her brain. The cloud had taken on an almost physical form around her. It sat on her eyelids and made them heavy. It rested upon her shoulders and forced her to slump. Although she...
The sky looked like somebody had taken a white pebble board, masked it off, put some ultramarine blue in a thin wash, then dropped some Payne's grey into it. The close foreground of the sky was a dark and angry mixture of blue and grey; almost black, fading into a soft grey at the tops of the trees in the distant. The hunter green trees bled into the sky, creating an image of incoming rain in the distance. About a third of the way up from the bottom of the painting, silver over red greyhound...
According to Doniger, the Kamasutra teaches adulterous sexual liaison as a means for a man to predispose the involved woman in assisting him, as a strategic means to work against his enemies and to facilitate his successes. It also explains the signs and reasons a woman wants to enter into an adulterous relationship and when she does not want to commit adultery. The Kamasutra teaches strategies to engage in adulterous relationships, but concludes its chapter on sexual liaison stating that one...
I was a mess, sat in front of the toilet bowl, dry retchingby now, a mucus, dry tear stained mess. It had been like a dream, worse an out of body experience but one I had driven myself to do. It had started with that bloody article in the magazine, “a third of all heterosexual women have lesbian fantasies” went the tag line and me with my second glass of wine and too much time on my hands couldn’t believe such stupidity. But while reading the article I started to interpose myself in the quotes...
I was a mess, sat in front of the toilet bowl, dry retchingby now, a mucus, dry tear stained mess. It had been like a dream, worse an out of body experience but one I had driven myself to do. It had started with that bloody article in the magazine, “a third of all heterosexual women have lesbian fantasies” went the tag line and me with my second glass of wine and too much time on my hands couldn’t believe such stupidity. But while reading the article I started to interpose myself in the quotes...
LesbianI rented a small office in a complex with many other businesses. My unit shared a restroom facility with another small office. The shared restroom was in between the two offices and both were locked from the inside, so we did not have access to each other’s offices. Because of the COVID restrictions and time constraints I had never seen the person in the other office.It was mid-afternoon on a Wednesday in August. I unlocked my door and stepped in the restroom. I was standing in front of the...
Office SexI guess that my story starts pretty much like the story of many other men. I am 40 years old, married to Lena , she is also 40 years old. We have been married for 11 years now. We have 2 gorgeous kids, a boy and a girl. At first our sex life was good. We had a lot of it, it wasn’t monotonous. My wife is a little reserved in sex matters, but she agreed to try new things as long as they were not too strange. Since this period of good sex was rather short, we did not get to try many new things. ...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. My Wife the Womanizer By Couture (c) 2002 Couture email: [email protected] "Come down to the basement honey, I have a surprise waiting for you," my wife said. She looked stunning, dressed in a black merry widow, with stockings and heels to match. I loved it when she wore sexy lingerie, which unfortunately wasn't very often. I followed her through our very expensive...
The Wayward Messiah PROLOGUE Father Ignacio was the keeper and master of his parish, and he controlled his flock with fear of fire and damnation. Fear was a tasty emotion to the old priest, one that could feed him forever. He was not what he seemed, but true monsters seldom were. The orphanage that fell under his dominion was no exception to his influence; the fear of the orphans was palpable and fed his dark soul. Father Ignacio was a creature of darkness hiding within under a...
Horror"THE MESSENGER OF PAIN" by Jay Merson (c) Copyright. Jay Merson. 2000. The right of Jay Merson to be identified as the author of this bookhas been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrightsand patents act 1988. This electronic book published originally by A1AdultEbooks and reproducedhere with permission of both author and publisher. Author Biography: Jay Merson is a prolific BDSM scene author, withsome 80+ titles to his credit covering a range of adult themes. ?The...
April O Connor was walking from the bus station to her home, a building block where her flat was. It was 5:00PM and she was returning from her job. April was a an attractive short haired Brunette with a slim figure at the tender age of 27; grey-blue eyes, 5 foot 9, very brave and she hated the youth gangs around here, turning to crime and forcing younger and smaller kids to pay them protection money. April saw three young teenagers surrounding a much smaller and younger kid. The smaller and...
By: Preetikul Hello! again I’m banging a story of my sexperience after watching the hot session of Sultan Ali and mom after returning from Pune in our house. I dropped the idea to wear the tight t-shirt and went in my bedroom and wore the lower size front opening low-cut pink tight hosiery wear which was showing my bulging boobs from it and a ¾ skirt with coffee color innerwear. I stuffed a pink Punjabi dress, plain chiffon light red saree, same color peticoat and blouse and peach And dark...
January 19, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “So what did you tell her?” Kara asked as we walked to get Jessica from the hospital. “That I’d think about it,” I replied. “Because neither of the girls is your ‘type’?” “That’s not the issue at all, Kara! You know me better than that!” “Sorry,” she replied, “but I think it IS like that. There’s a difference between bonding and dalliances. With bonding, you wouldn’t take that into account. For dalliances, you usually do. Liz is the exception.” “I...
One of the buildings that had been sacked in the downfall of Tradagha was the Grand Vizier's harem. The younger women in it had been herded into a lorry and taken to serve the Officers' Mess as general bed companions. Most of them were completely resigned to this and were quite co-operative with their new Masters. A few had to be persuaded, but by the time the sacking of Tradagha was completed all the women in the Officers' Mess were most co-operative. The headquarters staff decided to...
My wife and I have been social naturists for the past 15 years and have practised the liberating lifestyle at naturist resorts, clubs, beaches and waterfalls in over 10 countries to date. We continue to enjoy the exhilaration that naturism gives and the privilege of meeting likeminded people of many nationalities, ages and persuasions. We cherish the memories of naturist incidents and the emotions that they evoke which we discuss as two broadminded adults.One such incident took place while we...
All of a sudden I became aware that here were my wife and I, both totally stark naked, talking to a total stranger that was fully clothed. It wasn’t the total stranger part that caught my interest as much as the totally clothed part. My wife and I have been social naturists for the past 15 years and have practised the liberating lifestyle at naturist resorts, clubs, beaches and waterfalls in over 10 countries to date. We continue to enjoy the exhilaration that naturism gives and the privilege...
WifeMorphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd A few school toughs are enjoying making life rough for a group of nerdish guys. When the nerds stumble onto an MAU, they hatch a little plan of revenge. ********************************************************************** Morphic Adaptation Unit - Don't Mess with a Nerd Cecil ducked around the corner and instantly pressed himself flat against the brick wall. His lungs felt like they were going to burst, and he gasped for...
Cora couldn't believe it when the money was actually deposited into her account. Although prone to impulsivity, Cora had been somewhat sceptical when she'd been offered a chance to make money helping a deep web company sell its fake magic crystals. But there it was, lovely lovely bitcoin. Cora pushed her computer chair back from the desk and span it around, giggling happily before she caught herself on the desk and brought the spin to a stop. Her hair hadn't even settled back into place when...
SupernaturalDon't Mess With Mandy. By Penny Farthing. My head was aching and my body felt as if I had no strength or coordination. In addition I needed to take a pee pretty urgently. The drinks I'd had last night must have been stronger than I thought or I must have had more than I thought. I rolled my body off the bed and stumbled into the bathroom. It was still dark, but I knew where everything was in the holiday apartment we'd...
Chapter 1 I really can’t believe how much my life has changed in the past three months. You just don’t expect that at my age. Let me explain. I’ll start with who I am. My name is Debby, I’m fifty-seven years old, yes, it’s been a while since my high school prom, I’m married, happily married, actually, to Brian, he just turned sixty. We’re reasonably well-off, have two children, now grown and out on their own, and we live a happy and contented life. Well, actually, our sex life, like many...
How my sex life got a boost, a second man in bed with us. I really can't believe how much my life has changed in the past three months. You just don't expect that at my age.Let me explain.I'll start with who I am. My name is Debby, I'm fifty-seven years old, yes, it's been a while since my high school prom, I'm married, happily married, actually, to Brian, he just turned sixty. We're reasonably well-off, have two c***dren, now grown and out on their own, and we live a happy and contented...
Chapter 1 I really can't believe how much my life has changed in the past three months. You just don't expect that at my age. Let me explain. I'll start with who I am. My name is Debby, I'm fifty-seven years old, yes, it's been a while since my high school prom, I'm married, happily married, actually, to Brian; he just turned sixty. We're reasonably well-off, have two children, now grown and out on their own, and we live a happy and contented life. Well, actually, our sex life, like many...
Wife LoversWell I have always had a fantasy of a saleswoman coming to my door, wearing high heels, sexy stockings, a tight skirt and low cut blouse. She knocks at the door and I invite here in. I let her start her pitch but soon interrupt her by asking "Did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?" for which I get a smile. I the ask "If I told you that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?" at which she laughs some more. I then say "nice outfit, it would look even better on my bedroom floor". The...
Door to Door Saleswoman Susanna says: - This story, along with the tale of the Handyman and the Blind date, were three of my earliest stories and were focussed more on gratification and lesson character, but I like them as it shows my journey as a writer. Here is a story that is always just around the corner for many T-girls and TVs, it also takes some courage to make a spur of the moment decision like the one in the story and not all of us have had that courage when...
Here's the info I can think of ?????????????????????????????????? RAPE OF THE SALESWOMAN Kim is a very hard-nosed saleswoman. She may be small in frame, but she is tough as nails when it comes to getting what she wants. She has been working at the same large company on the east coast for over 10 years. Over that time, she has gained a well-deserved reputation as a bit of a bitch. That said, it has served her well professionally as she heads the sales department now after starting as a...
Messin' With The Wrong Trannies By Texzilla Milo Schullenberg stumbled into the apartment first, followed by his equally tired and sweaty roommate, Dave Angelo. The two athletic young men drop their racquetball paddles and head towards their living room area. "Not on the couch!!" Dave yelled. "Use your video game playing chair. It already smells like your sweaty ass." "Good point," Milo said falling onto the couch anyway. "I'll do that next time." "What were the advantages...
"Yachting woul' na' be so popular were it na' fa' the sheer imorality 'v it." That's an old quote I disremember from somewhere. I surely can't remember where it came from but it says that boats and immorality have been 'round for many a hundred years and in many a country. Down here in my part of the South it isn't even needed to have a yacht... a shantyboat does just fine. Oh, I guess that yachts would attract a more expensive type gal, but I like the ones I get just fine. You...
The phone by Jared’s hand stopped ringing just as he was about to touch the screen to answer the call. It was too late. All Jared got was a ‘missed call’ message and another flashing light telling him that his phone had received a new voice mail message one minute ago at exactly eleven minutes and ten seconds past nine in the morning. Through still very bleary eyes Jared managed to find the voice mail icon on his smart phone then put the phone on loudspeaker mode to listen to it. “Hello....
Messed Up Dawna Tompson Aug 2020 Rated X A man tries to deal with an abrupt and unsettling change to his anatomy. - - - - Jesse unclenched his shaking hand and disgustedly tossed the sheaf of papers onto the dining room table. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it. What an idiot that doctor is." He paced the kitchen trying to think but he was too upset to work through anything rationally. He turned and picked up the papers he'd thrown on the table. He sorted...