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THE HUNGERMy body was telling me I needed to start planning dinner. I don't need to eat the way you might. I sustain my life with fluids, but my race always calls it The Hunger.My life-mate and I were the last of our line on this continent. She was destroyed by the Others. No one seems to know why they hate Us. I'm not even sure if the Others know any more. Their attacks on Us have cost me some friends over the years. Of course, it affected me, but those who had been destroyed had not been...
The hunger gnawed at my belly, made my hands shake. That biting need to have something that was unobtainable, certainly in this situation, certainly in this body. It frustrated me, made me want to cry, made me want to scream and even at my lowest point made me want do shuffle off this mortal coil......yes the need was that great! I cursed my body because that of all things has hampered the fulfillment of my desperate need. I ached to have it, ached to feel it, ached to taste it. It...
Copyright© Arthur Shadwe, 2007 Sally arrived at the university with a void in her heart that was eating away at her soul like a malevolent cancer. The emptiness manifested as a hunger that drove everything she did. It was relentless and affected every aspect of her life. The insidiousness of the hunger was that she wasn't even aware of it. All she knew was that there was a restlessness that drove her to continuously seek out approval. It never occurred to her that there wasn't enough...
Bagman: The Hunger By Wolverine "Alright, she's dead. Wait I'll check her pulse again...Yup, she's dead. Okay, just gonna leave her here and get the fuck outta here. I'm so sorry. And for your little boy too. I can't control her," Mr. Bagman thought as he stared at the corpses of a young woman and her 8 year old boy, both of which he could barely remember why she'd picked them. Their life forces had been drained dry by the thing inside Mr. Bagman's body. She hid behind the minor...
* * * * * The insistent ring of the bedside phone woke me. I moved Azelia slightly so I could reach the annoying thing. “Hello?” I said. “Good morning, Mr. Smith. This is your ten o'clock wake-up call, as you requested. Would you care for breakfast, sir? We would be happy to bring you a tray,” the cheery female voice said. “Thank you for calling. I shall make my decision about breakfast in a bit.” I hung up the phone. “John? What happened last night?” Azelia said,...
I am hoping to finish this piece at 5000 words. I am close but I want to get some feedback on how to make this better. Please comment with what works for you, what didn’t, what I can improve, and what should be destroyed. I eagerly await feedback/comments/contructive criticism. -BenevolentDCC ***** Once I had been a healer beyond repute, sought far and wide for the miracles I and I alone could perform, things have certainly changed. My stone and mortar cottage looked out on lush green...
Susan's Hunger Games Susan was an extraordinary girl. She had the most to-die-for body that anyone could wish for, with firm but pendulous breasts that swayed erotically whenever she walked through the house naked. She had long slender legs and slim waist. Susan was perfect. She was also happily married and had a wonderful sex life with the man of her dreams. Susan also harboured a secret. She had an insatiable hunger for sex. It was something that just crept up on her from time to time. She...
Group SexMy name is Ethan, and my wife, Jenny, and I were lucky to have been born and raised in the Savannah, Georgia area, and then able to find good jobs and raise our family here. We are in our mid-fifties now, and our children are grown and own their own, living in Atlanta.Jenny and I have a lot of good friends from high school who are still in the area, and she sees her old girlfriends socially at church gatherings, playing cards at bridge nights twice a month, and other get togethers with a couple...
MatureSipping their drinks, they made small talk. They spoke of what they did for work, causing Caleb to improvise. After the first few awkward pauses, they hit it off, finding more and more in common. For example, they both liked the color blue, their favorite food was Fettechini, and dessert was vanilla ice cream. They both reeked of confidence, and both were after dominance. Yet with all the similarities, a great many differences were noted and accepted. Tonight would be a sexually arousing...
Gay MaleSlick with sweat and breathing heavily, Caleb collapsed on top of his partner. Fucking for information was slowly getting easier to do. Heck, he even seemed to become more relaxed after a good night of heated sex. Women were OK, but they were never his type, he just did them when the job called for it. But this evening, Caleb smiled, his target had been a handsome, young man. Once again his first impression of Donald R. Peters floated in his mind. The Vice CEO's son had a well built body that...
Gay MaleShe was quiet and said little. Even when she spoke most people didn’t really pay attention. She could have been the girl next door, the woman in the cubicle next to you, or someone you brushed past on the commuter train. She went about her day the way she wanted to, going here and there quietly unnoticed. She worked downtown as a librarian in the reference and periodicals section. If you needed to find some information, she knew how to find it. The wealth of knowledge that she had at her...
Hunger Pangs: A DarkRealms Story by D.A.W. Author's Note: This story is part of Enemyoffun's DarkRealms Universe, but I wrote it so that it could stand on it's own. This was originally posted as a serial at Bigcloset Topshelf, but EOF was kind enough to give me permission to post it here as well. Other stories set in this universe can be found at BigCloset Topshelf and anyone may write in it, but story ideas are subject to approval from either Donjo, Maggie Finson or Enemyoffun...
Note: All 24 tributes are 18 for this story. Also the names of the other tributes are not their real names. All characters belong to Suzanne Collins. "May the odds be ever in your favor." - Effie Trinket Since the first Hunger Games, twenty-four Tributes, two each from each of the twelve districts within Panem are chosen to fight to the death, and only one would survive. However, the 74th Hunger Games would bring in a new concept for the idea of appealing to the perverted audience. Once the...
BDSMJenn's Hunger 8: A Prequel To Hard Time Sex Copyright by Marcia St. Denis and Jennifer Stewart. This story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope...
RawConfessions! If you think I only ever review websites that have smut on them, you’re dead wrong. You might be disappointed to see me reviewing Raw Confessions, but I’m playing the long game here. I’ve already covered thousands of high-quality porn sites and branched out into gaming and VR shit, so I figured I should cast a wide net across forums as well, especially if there’s potential for smut down the line. Currently, Raw Confessions is an adult confessions forum. That much should be clear...
Sex Stories SitesIt starts off as a wonderful day, it’s the first day of Laura’s new job as stay at home mom and Lydia has already left to pick up Ray Jr. at the airport so he can spend the summer at home. It would be a perfect day if Ray had been able to put off the business trip he had planned, but as usual, business comes first. As long as she can quit her job and relax at home for a while its worth Ray’s frequent out of town trips. Maybe with her added free time she can begin fixing herself up and try to...
Looking online again trying to find something that i like to quench the hunger i feel, the never ending desire. I realize nothing here will be able to do that. What i want cant just be watched, what i hunger for is the experience. I can watch all i want, I can cum all i want to them but its hollow it'll make me content for a while, but ultimately i'll become horny again wanting relief. I decide to take my chance on you, i'm not one to do something like this, but im excited i've never done...
A new hunger awakened A new hunger awakened ??????????? ??????????? I have always been the strong dominant one in my relationships. I always lead the way fixed the problems and just plain took charge of everything. I was always the aggressor in the bed room and got what ever I wanted from the woman. That all changed for me in the weirdest of ways. I was in my current relationship for just about 3 years; the Lady I was with did some searching about me and found my interest in BDSM. I...
Early morning, before the sun peaked above the horizon, I woke to a large, warm hand caressing my hip, leaving a trail of goosebumps on my skin. Fingers dragged slowly up my side, over the curve of my waist, and found the flesh of my left breast."Mmm," I purred, stirring from sleep. His mouth and nose nuzzled into my neck, and bristles on his chin and upper lip lightly scratched over my soft skin. I leaned back and moaned quietly as his lips and warm tongue explored the nape of my neck....
BDSMMy wife Lindsay and I met in college and spent most of our married life together in Minneapolis. We were still in our mid-forties when our kids had grown up and were away at college. With the kids out of the house, I accepted a long-overdue job promotion and transfer with my company to the Philadelphia area. My name is Dan, and I had previously resisted moving so as not to disrupt our children’s lives.We moved at a time when the real estate market was soft in the Minneapolis area. So, with...
VoyeurWhen he cooked, the entire kitchen was galvanized by the strength he put into it; the dishes, pans, knives, everything bore the brunt of his strength, and everything was challenged, forced to cook, to boil. He was a beast of a man, unrefined. His fingers thick and dented from the way he conquered the vegetables with his sharp knife. His arm marked by red streaks from boiling water that raised up like hot lava as he tossed concoctions into the pot. His tiny kitchen window dripped from the steam...
Love StoriesI was a pretty normal boy growing up in a small town near Birmingham, Alabama, and I had a large group of friends who were very involved in sports. We were in little league and pee wee football together and continued to play together through middle school and high school. My best friend was Alan, and our families lived close together from the time we were in the first grade. This story describes my experiences with Alan in high school, and the affect that those events had on me later in my...
BisexualAlone again. Sometimes, well if I'm honest, oftentimes I hate when my husband travels for business. I guess I'm just spoiled, I want him here with me always. Robert's the ultimate provider. He sees it as his life's mission to protect and nurture me. Our relationship consumes us, but sometimes his job takes priority. I've accepted this and his seemingly constant business trips as the norm, and thus I found myself alone...again. Laptop in hand, I flopped down on my favorite chaise and logged...
SwingersThis story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an Okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for...
This story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for her to be...
That Carnal Hunger Olivia sat at her computer, staring at a browser page for some unmemorable website - art blogs updated on a daily basis by vapid former stars, upcoming savants fresh from their teen years, 'social justice warriors' as the media called them. In her gut, a deep feeling of longing and apprehension had been growing for some time, but until this moment -- 7 pm on a Sunday, much like any other -- she'd let it fester and grow without any action on her part. In a spontaneous...
Dawn stood at the door, her hand raised in the air to knock. Was this really a good idea? She almost chickened out, but her thoughts flashed back to the last two weeks and, almost without thinking about it, she knocked. She held her breath as she heard a shuffling noise from the other side, then the door popped open. "Bit? What are you doin' here?" "Ummm, Spike!," said the girl, jumping. "Hi! I just thought I'd drop by..." she trailed off uncertainly and looked at the ground. He...
I was a pretty horny guy and my wife was ok with my sexual desires. She never said no whenever I wanted to fuck, even if we were not at home. She understood my hunger for sex. Once we were at a friend’s party and I got the desire to have sex. I found her and locked ourselves in the guest bedroom. There was no talking as she knew what I wanted. I pushed her on the bed and tore her panties. I pushed my penis in her channel and gagged her mouth with my palms before I began to fuck her. That...
Extra Marital AffairI cannot keep my eyes off of you. Your beauty alone captivates me. Yet there is so much more to you than that. I can tell. A classic presence. An Intelligence. Sensuality. Passion. Raw emotion. My eyes continue to fixate on you. Your smile, the way you play with your hair, the sparkle in your encapsulating eyes, every subtle move you make. You have trapped me, without you even knowing or trying. I know now what a fool feels like. I would do anything to be with you. Your eyes meet mine. My...
Chapter 9: Vampiric Hungers by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The demon Jezebel lurked in the depths of Father Augustine's soul. Her corrupted priest drove the gray church van into the slumbering city of Chicago. In the back, amid the weapons designed to fight vampires, lay the three enslaved women dominated by the priest. They were both his whores and his unholy champions. Demonic powers lurked in the souls of the women. They would kill the vampiric threats to Jezebel's client Faust....
Susan’s Hunger Games Susan was an extraordinary girl. She had the most to-die-for body that anyone could wish for, with firm but pendulous breasts that swayed erotically whenever she walked through the house naked. She had long slender legs and slim waist. Susan was perfect. She was also happily married and had a wonderful sex life with the man of her dreams. Susan also harboured a secret. She had an insatiable hunger for sex. It was something that just crept up on her from time to time. She...
© Luxferremorningstar 2013Untamed HungerHe watched her with untamed hunger. As their lips collided, the chemistry exploded, the sudden eruption of passion so primitive that it was like being caught in white water. Emma was swept along, her senses churning and tumbling, unable to escape the flow of searing excitement that shot through her body. Her mouth opened under the demand of his and she felt the erotic stroke of his tongue and the pressure of his hand on the small of her back as he pulled...
It had been an entire day and night. That’s all. But it felt like forever. “Daddy” could be so cruel. He’d forbidden her to touch herself. Forbidden her from his beautiful cock. Of course, she knew he wasn’t her real Daddy, but sometimes – just sometimes – he made her feel like his petulant daughter. Sometimes like his horny little submissive. Sometimes he even made her feel like his slave. She loved all the various ways he made her feel. Daddy, Sir, Master; he was all of them and much more to...
BDSMThis story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for...
This story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an OK from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for...
This story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for...
I love this site and I am a regular reader of ISS. This is my personal encounter which I am going to narrate today . Let me describe myself , I am Megha from Delhi. My stats is 36-28-36 , a great desire for every man . I am just 33yrs married women , but my husband is every time busy with his work and never gives me time . He is very rich . Once while going through this site I had found a guy who had written a great sex experience with his GF and I had sent him mail regarding his story as I...
Hunger— Part 1 I am straddled across his body, my legs bent and gripping his hips, my hands on his chest and my head bent forward as the last wave of my orgasm ripples up from my groin. I feel the final contraction dissipate and the warm flow of my juice begin to seep from my body. Collapsing on him I take my fist from my mouth, gasp for breath and inhale the musky scent of his unwashed body. I feel the scratch of his unshaven growth rub against my cheek like a rasp as I recover from my...
Straight SexThis is a true story of my life. My name is Shashidhar, now I am 52 years old. This is story of my wife’s escapades, adventures. Her name is Shalini. We got married in 1979. I am an engineer in a PSU. Before continuing, it is necessary for my readers to know about the physique of both of us. I am a lean, bony structured, person with hollow cheeks, below average health, rather complexion on darker side. My wife is beautiful wheatish complexion, very healthy body with astonishing figures. Some...
It's my office, I didn't get up very well today. It's the memories, still them. My secretary suspicious, realize. My sad, uncomfortable way.Miriam is 25 years old, curly hair, green eyes, medium breasts, brown skin. We've never had anything, but she knows about my wishes for her figure. Especially after my separation.She then starts, provokes me, curious to know if it's what she suspects."What was? Talk!""Nothing, no. I'm not well today.""Are you sad?""Yeah."She takes off her glasses and comes,...
Copyright © 2003 We finally decided to meet. After months of e-mails, private chats and playful instant messages. We decided on a public place, no pressure, just a dinner with friends. The tablecloth was heavy, either a cotton or linen mix, draped nearly to the floor. Four people could easily have shared the rounded booth where we were sitting, but only the two of us would be sharing the conversations that would take place there. As she slid into the booth, the tablecloth tangled around...
"Thank you Regent McKensie. I really owe you one." "Don't thank me yet Gregg. I'm only buying you a little time. What you're proposing is either madness or genius, but you'll hail or hang on your own merits." Gregg gulped. The enormity of the task at hand was sinking in now that the ESU regent who co-sponsored the archeological dig in Tunisia had given him the green light. The deadline was fast approaching for him to find a way to save the dig before it got bulldozed to become a...
Arnie trembled uncontrollably as he looked at the woman in front of him. Her deep red skin, glowing yellow eyes, and the tangle of braids framing her face made her look terrifying. "You puny little man!" she said, and her voice echoed off the walls of the room. "You don't know what you're saying. You have no respect for the old ways, you and your kind. You think you can go about trampling on the knowledge that has sustained life on this planet for millennia. Sacrilege!" Arnie cowered...
From the depths of a Montmartre alley, hungry yellow eyes reflected the weak lamplight that timidly made its way from the well-ordered streets to the gloomy passage. The owner of the eyes, a beast, one of the four-legged varieties, watched a pair of human forms locked in a desperate embrace; an embrace that the animal in its own bestial way understood would find its end in death and thus provide it with an easy and long overdue meal. Patiently, the beast awaited the outcome. It listened to...
Chapter 8: Unholy Hungers by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Wow, I'm surprised at the talent at Walmart at 3 in the morning,” Mary said as she strolled in front of the shopping cart. “Talent?” Britney Kingston asked her best friend and sort of mistress. Britney was only a thrall to Damien while Mary was one of his vampiresses. “Look at him,” Mary purred, licking her red lips. “Wouldn't you like to writhe beneath him and taste his blood.” Britney cast her gaze in the direction...
I sat there, quietly contemplating and digesting the ways that I could get to meet Sara again, the last time had been a mere taster of how we could be together. She was stunning, more than I could ever imagine a beautiful woman to be, sensual but dirty, gentle but raw, young but intelligent…she was everything that I wished for but at the same was everything that I had not had before. My work made it easy for me to be away from home but that wasn’t sufficient, I needed to play a game, the game...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Mrs. Katherine Jackson, the reigning Mrs. America, paced back and forth on the stage in front of a packed Town Square of the Kauffman Foundation Conference Center with the microphone in hand. She was well prepared for her speech. The hard bodied beauty queen had given presentations to greater numbers when she was at Bank of America and her interview experience helped her to be named “America’s Sweetheart” by her well planned responses. Katie wore her Venus berry red suit set with black...
Hi, I am a 28-year-old guy from Mumbai, working in a small company. This story is about how I got lucky with a horny lady in the office who was the HR. I have a soft corner for older women and it’s been a fantasy to get laid with one. I came across this woman in my final round of interview. There was nothing initially but a platonic and cordial relationship. But once I joined the company and started observing her on a daily basis, I got infatuated by her more and more. She was not one of those...
Her power was mesmerising. The way she held herself. The way she commanded the room. It was only me in it, but she owned it. She owned me. She had made her position clear, as she strolled around in grace and thigh high stockings. Heels and lace underwear set. My eyes followed her. She had given me an option: not touch her, or be tied up. I chose the latter, knowing from experience that I would not be able to trust myself if I was free to move. She walked back over to me, swaying her hips with...
LesbianWhen the Capitol woman arrived she wore a large ammount of make up and her clothses were very strange. "Hello everyone welcome to the 74th Reaping for The Hunger Games. I am Effie Trincket, I will be drawing the names for the tributes. Naturally ladies first." As I watched her hand swirl around that bowl and then she drew a name. "Primrose Everdeen." I heard a screm then i heard "I volounteer! I volounteer as tribute!" That voice I knew that voice it was Katniss...
The night was Maki’s haven. There was something about the night sky that brought him solace. Everything about the night was calmer, more peaceful, and the people were a hell of a lot better, too. Maki preferred the people with dyed hair and “too many” body piercings, enjoyed watching people on street corners and frequenting the night clubs. He preferred sleeping during the morning hours and being awake in the evenings and nighttime. It wasn’t a lifestyle for everyone, and that’s the way...
Only true story. I really do get so turned on by my friend.My hunger grew every second away from him. The distance between us killed me. My heart ached for his presence and my pussy pounded at the thought of him. He was my everything and I couldn’t wait to talk to him, to see his face, to see the look in his eyes when I smile. Everything he does drives me crazy!One lonely night of writing fantasies and waiting for him to come on Skype, I started touching myself. I couldn’t help it, the...
Hunger— Part 1 I am straddled across his body, my legs bent and gripping his hips, my hands on his chest and my head bent forward as the last wave of my orgasm ripples up from my groin. I feel the final contraction dissipate and the warm flow of my juice begin to seep from my body. Collapsing on him I take my fist from my mouth, gasp for breath and inhale the musky scent of his unwashed body. I feel the scratch of his unshaven growth rub against my cheek like a rasp as I recover from my...
In Part 1 of this story I described that my name is Frank, and I am a seventeen-year-old Aussie boy living in Sydney, in my twelfth year in high school, or what would be a senior in the US. I am five feet and ten inches tall and weighed one hundred and eighty-five pounds. I was average looking, but sometimes received compliments on having a cute face and a nice smile, and everyone said that I look younger than my age. I was a little chubby and soft around the middle and had never been...
Taboo~Cum is dribbling down my face as I lay there restrained and gasping for breath. Your cock twitches a few inches from my mouth and even after taking your huge load, I’m still eager for more. I watch you walk out of the room and return with a bottle of expensive champagne in a bucket of ice. Placing it on the nightstand, you take an ice cube in your hand and drag it across my lips. My tongue darts out for a lick and you watch my mouth intensely as I slip it inside and suck on it. It melts in no...
At the top of the stairs she stepped aside so I could let her into the apartment. Before opening the door I turned to her, looking at her. Reaching up I placed my hand upon the back of her head, running my fingers through her soft hair. With my eyes on hers I closed my hand, taking a fistful of hair. Slowly, firmly, I pulled downward. I was rewarded, as her face turned up, with her leaning her body against mine, her hands on my arms. With her face turned up, her eyes closed and her lips...
Hello friends, so I already shared two incidents of my life with you. If you haven’t read yet please read it. “My Introduction To Lesbian Sex” and “Girl Losing Virginity to Senior Boy In School”. Well, you all know me (at least 10%) and what type of girl I was and still am. So after having my first-time sex, which was weird and little awkward with Rohan, we gave it another shot after two weeks. Obviously, there was still great pain but not a lot of bleeding and it felt quite better than last...