Club Gomorrah Part 7 Sweet Medicine Path A
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My name is Ryan Everest, I’m a 22 year old Male my hair colour is dark brown it comes to just about my shoulders, I have green coloured eyes and am a little over five feet high, I’m not the most heavily endowed but I’ll go into more detail on that later. Where do I begin… well I guess the best place to start is the day I met lady Gomorrah… It was just another day. A day spent sitting at the laptop, jumping from one Tumblr porn blog to another. I can’t even remember how I got into this stuff...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter Seven: What is a Fuckpig?Before we start let me just apologise for the long absence, I moved house, and started a stressful new job so I haven't had much time to myself to write.It’s a bit of a struggle to get back into writing Club Gomorrah when you’ve 70% forgotten everything you wanted to make happen so sorry again if this one is a bit slow but I needed to get back into the swing of things.“Belle, Belle, Belle… After everything I gave...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter Five: The Red Room.***(Dear Reader)***You are about to make your first choice at the end of this part. (Or both)This is the first time I have created a multiple path piece of written work and it may go to shit and I'll stop, that being said though. I will try to keep everything smooth and consistent. Well... some things may seem odd if you make one decision in part one where you burn a characters cloths but in part two they still have...
“Again.” Ona called as she rubbed her growing member. “Again.” Looking into a mirror Ona placed before us I wound my arm back again, Maria began fighting against her restraints with all the strength she had, they did little else but rattle in response. pleading with me through silent tears. My previous strike had left two paired pink lines across her ass, I knew what Ona wanted to see by the nod she gave me. Red Room. I thought to myself as I brought down the second strike, harder than my...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter Eight: Learning, The Hard Way.“I just hope he’s okay, I knew something was wrong when he never texted you back. He can’t have gone far. I mean he would never… hurt himself or anything right?”“I don’t know, after he broke up with Beth he was always stuck inside on his own. I’ll get my friend to see if he can break the password protection on his computer. Maybe he left some info on it we can use to find him.”The water cascaded down my back...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter four: The Reprogramming.Ona was still far from finished, my little display had added fuel to the fire and she wanted to make sure I knew my place. Her thrusts were deep and slow, taking her time to enjoy every centimetre of her thick six inches sliding into me. She had waited three months for this, to test my ass pussy and to see the expression on my face as she did. Each time the pain began to fade Ona would thrust a little harder, a...
“We found it making its way home, trying to contact its old acquaintances, it was… difficult to capture.” Belle tried to speak, the large cock shaped gag bulging in her throat as tears flowed down her cheeks. As she did Mistress Smith Pushed the gad deeper into Bells throat, and she began to struggle against her. “Riley, come here.” The master called, his hand offering the space next to him. I slowly made my way to his side, blushing at the attention. I knelt down beside him and slowly his...
You are about to make your first choice at the end of this part. (But lets be honest you will probably do both) This is the first time I have created a multiple path piece of written work and though I will try to keep everything smooth and consistent. Well some things may seem odd if you make one decision in part six where you burn a characters cloths but in part seven they still have them because I wrote part seven trying to make all paths flow tougher correctly. So please forgive and bear...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter Three: The New Girl.Blond hair falling gently over soft skin. The headset was tight on her, her lips stretched around the cock shaped gag filling her mouth as another helping of chemicals hormones and artificial cum were pumped and eagerly swallowed, feeding her freshly grown 32D breasts. The mixture had both stripped her of any strength she may once have had and repurposed her flesh for more suitable areas. All body hair was removed...
“I, Ona please I’m going to.” I begged. “Don’t you dare cum Riley!” The thrusts ceased just as I was on the edge of cumming, my hole hungrily begging for Ona to give me back her cock. “You cum when I say you do and not before.” In my lust I tried to play with my clit, and as the cold golden cage touched my fingers I started to franticly touch every piece of myself that I thought would bring me the satisfaction I wanted. Her arms on her hips, with my juices dripping from her wet cock she...
*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter One: Day One.Black, cold, painful and wet. The afterlife is a dark void of nothingness. I thought to myself. Maybe death is just you existing after you died and not being able to move or see or speak. Fuck what if someone cuts me open and takes out all my organs to see how I kicked the bucket? Does the pain go away, what if my body gets burnt to ash and I feel it for the rest of forever?“Oh good, you're awake, I was getting bored waiting...
The headset was suddenly dead, it was only moments later when she heard a voice call out that she realised the moaning was her own. “I said that’s enough Slut.” Pain shot through her as the collar around her neck began to shock her. “Dumb slut. The fun’s over, your Master’s waiting.” The woman sighed, and the collar sent another shock. “That one was for making me wait. Clean her up and bring her to the viewing room, and don’t fuck around. The guests are waiting and I want them to see my new...
The afterlife is a dark void of nothingness. I thought to myself. Maybe death is just you existing after you died and not being able to move or see or speak. Fuck what if someone cuts me open and takes out all my organs to see how I kicked the bucket? Does the pain go away, what if my body gets burnt to ash and I feel it for the rest of forever? “Oh good, you're awake, I was getting bored waiting for you to finish napping.” The warm honey of the girl in the red dress voice filled the...
I was again surrounded in darkness, this time however I was able to move, my hands and feet were free, the floor was cold on my still naked flesh. The darkness was suddenly replaced by a blinding light, the defining silence exploded with the sound of moaning, screaming, and cumming cries of women and men in the headset images of both real men and women swell as sissies fucking and being fucked, making love to cocks of all shape size and colour. I grabbed at the headset in a feeble attempt to...
Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
April 5, 1985, McKinley, Ohio When I got up on Friday morning, I ran, then said my morning prayers, including an additional petition, a very rare one for a very specific thing - ‘For a quiet and blessed Holy Week, Lord have mercy!’. Under normal circumstances, the only changes I made to my petitions were to add anyone who wasn’t on my regular prayer list but who was struggling or suffering, but in this case, given everything else going on, a quiet and peaceful Holy Week was just what the...
MAGIC MEDICINE Christopher Halstead was at the end of his tether. He was only 50 years old but felt deep down in his soul that his useful life had come to an end. To understand why it is necessary to go back some twenty-five years. In 1992 Christopher married his childhood sweetheart Amy. He and Amy had grown up in adjacent houses; attended the same schools; and had had an unspoken 'understanding' from their teens. They only occasion they spent time apart was whilst they were at...
(READ SYNOPSIS) Seagulls are making the usual noise, polluting your ears as you waited in your throne room. Harir, your Matrimonial Adviser-such a title became frequent as harems became popular- had set an appointment with Duke Farhel Mortron of Bradan. You were not appointed to marry him of course, rather it was his daughter, lady Shasa. You heard very little of the Mortron family, in fact their family is rather young amongst the nobility that come to you. Apparently Duke Farhel's great...
FantasyMedicine, Part 1 by Sarah Tandomwerk Author's note: I have to admit, I don't know where I initially planned to take this at all, if I even had a plan. But after I finished "Milk, Milk, Lemonade..." I went back through my notes and ideas and this one was so much more written than I thought (I literally thought I only had a line of an idea but it was pretty much all there lol), so I decided to fill in what gaps there were and post it as a first part. Maybe you guys can give me an idea...
Bitter Lemons - Part 1I originally wrote this story as a one-off called 'One woman's fantasy fulfilled'. It can be found in its original form here - https://xhamster.com/stories/one-womans-fantasy-fulfilled-634911Now, in response to requests, I've written a Part 2. To aid the story flow I've made some changes to the original story and corrected a number of typos and grammatical errors. This story, Bitter Lemons - Part 1, is the amended version of the original story. Part 2 will be posted in the...
Chapter Two: Dr. Rita's Futa Medicine By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I rolled off my sleeping beauty, both of us breathing so heavily. Already, Nurse Pita was dressing, a big smile on the Hispanic nurse's face. Carly Wright, my sleeping princess, had an equally large smile on her face, though hers was adorned with Pita's tart pussy juices. The hospital room reeked of sex. It was the second time the three of us had sex tonight. The first time was right after I healed my delicious,...
Bitter Lemons - Part 2Part 1 can be found here - https://xhamster.com/stories/bitter-lemons-part-1-690552.Part 2 will make more sense if you read Part 1 first.This is all my own work and copyright remains with me.---"You think they'll definitely be here?", asked Ben as we climbed out of the taxi into the warm late evening sun."No idea", I replied. "I just had that one letter and don't have contact details for her. It just said she'd be in the piano bar with her friend at eight o'clock...
June 5, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “Do you want me to sleep at Doctor Blahnik’s house tonight?” Clarissa asked when she arrived at the dorm early on Tuesday evening so we could go to dinner. “No,” I replied. “Ice cream with Grace isn’t a date. And besides, you know the score.” “So this doesn’t end with her licking your cone?” she teased. I laughed, “No. I won’t be more than an hour or so.” “I’ll hang out with Jocelyn and Dona. I don’t want Kelly to complain I was in your room without you...
‘Gentlemen and ladies. I hold in my hand the greatest elixir ever invented. I call it Doctor Washburn’s Miracle Elixir because Washburn is my name. I must confess that I did not invent it. I discovered it on one of my journeys to the holy land. It’s powers acknowledge no limitations. It’s secret ingredients come to us from the mysterious regions of the far east and then they are mixed with water from Israel. Yea even water from the River Jordan, the same sanctified stream where John the Baptist...
Pa came in from the fields about sun down, walking stiffly, his body bent over at an odd angle. "We got any of the arnica liniment left, Hon? I think I really pulleed something this time "Lie down on the table, Walter, and I'll see what we have left in the medicine chest," Ma told him. She came back in a little bit and said, "There's just this tiny bit left, dear. I'll rub it on." Pa took off his shirt and lay face down across the kitchen table, a long harvest table long enough to...
October 17, 1981, McKinley, Ohio There was a knock at the door just before 6:00pm and I was sure it was the girls so I called out for them to come in. As expected, it was Jeannette and Marie. “Ready for hot meat between buns and slurping creamy white liquid?” Jeannette teased. “My bedroom is right there!” I grinned. “Should we leave you two the room?” Marie smirked. “Dinner first, then dessert!” Jeannette laughed. I took Angie’s hand and the four of us left the dorm and headed for the...
It took a few days for life aboard the Heracles to settle down. Paul and Chelsea spent every night together, reaffirming their new-found love and lust for each other. They also spent all of Chelsea’s off duty time together. Chelsea liked to people watch, so the pair always took their meals together in the mess hall as she called the ship’s galley. One day during lunch, they were interrupted while kissing. “Do you mind if we join you degenerates?” a voice asked. “Joe!” Paul exclaimed...
I rolled off my sleeping beauty, both of us breathing so heavily. Already, Nurse Pita was dressing, a big smile on the Hispanic nurse’s face. Carly Wright, my sleeping princess, had an equally large smile on her face, though hers was adorned with Pita’s tart pussy juices. The hospital room reeked of sex. It was the second time the three of us had sex tonight. The first time was right after I healed my delicious, sleeping beauty with my new, magical futa-cum. Thanks to a wish I made, Leanan...
Its bad enough being in a strange land, but its even worse when you get sick, travelling with all your belongings on your back, and arriving in a new town, with nowhere to go apart from a guesthouse. Well that was the situation; I’d been dropped off by my ride at the front door to a guesthouse, in a strange town on cold wet evening, next to a leaden sea. The door opened to reveal a woman in her mid-forties trim and rather elegant, she smiled and said “Hallo, and welcome won’t you please come...
EroticPlease read chapter 1. Kristin watched her sister, Kellie, come out of the house bouncing toward the car with a huge smile on her face. It was hard to miss the fact that she was bra-less with her small b-cup breasts bouncing with each quick step, and her hard nipples stretching at the fabric of her tight shirt. Her hair was a mess too! She was only gone for 15 minutes… she couldn’t have… Kellie hopped in the car suddenly and chirped happily, “Sorry! …that took longer than I thought!”. Her...
September 14, 1981, McKinley, Ohio On Monday, after lunch, I did as Doctor Orosco had insisted, and met with a counselor from Student Health Services, who, amazingly, was available immediately. The problem was, as I’d argued, that I wasn’t going to repeat what I said, even to another counselor, under any circumstances. I spent ten minutes going around in circles with Doctor Ralph Hart, and made no progress. “I’m not sure what you’re doing here, if you won’t talk to me about what...
September 13, 1984, McKinley, Ohio On Thursday morning, Clarissa, Sandy, and I ate breakfast early, then returned to the dorm to dress for our interviews at McKinley Medical School. We met in the lounge, then took the elevator down to the lobby and walked to my car. We got in and ten minutes later we were walking into the main building of the medical school. We found the appropriate elevator and went up to the sixth floor where the interviews would be held, where we were greeted by a trio of...
October 10, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “Mike,” Father Nicholas said when I arrived at church on Wednesday evening, “word got to the bishop about your parents not being at your betrothal.” “Wonderful,” I sighed. “What was said?” “He asked if I knew any details, but all I could tell him was that it had something to do with your sister and her fiancé. I told him I believed you were acting out of love. He was concerned, obviously, because for them to boycott your ordination would create a severe...
December 30, 1984, McKinley, Ohio On Sunday, after church, Clarissa, Elizaveta and I went to Tasha’s apartment to spend the afternoon with her and Nik. Tasha and Elizaveta prepared dinner together, and had a quiet conversation in Russian, while Nik, Clarissa, and I talked. From their body language, I got the impression that «бабушка» Natalya was giving Matushka Elizaveta advice. My first thought was that I should be very afraid, but that thought was fleeting, and I realized that if there was...
December 27, 1984, Rutherford and McKinley, Ohio “Marie, this is my friend Dale Melrose. Dale, this is my friend Marie De Santis.” I could tell by the look on Dale’s face he was VERY attracted to Marie, and knowing Marie, she’d be more than happy to entertain him, if that’s what he wanted. “Dale,” Jocelyn said, “this is my boyfriend, Bill Ebersole. Bill, Dale.” They shook hands and I suppressed a chuckle at the thought that Dale didn’t look at Bill the same way he had at Marie. We walked...
Emily walked into the store, nervous to the core. She was in her mid-forties, married for eighteen years and just now going into an adult store for the very first time. She didn’t feel she had any choice in the matter, however. Emily’s husband wanted to experiment with female domination. Billy confessed this to her last week and asked that she try ordering him about. She had, but didn’t care for it. Emily considered the idea perverted and told him so. Billy dropped the idea. Then she...
"Alternative Medicine" By: Chiara Hi. My name is Lee. Let me tell you the most amazing story about how I got into shape! I had been in a depression for some time. I am 35. I had been overweight for the last 10 years. I used to be active until about 8 or 10 years ago. I really loved to play soccer or run in those days. I had a nice relationship with Janice back then. All was well. Then it seemed to fall apart.I came into a pretty good inheritance when my parents passed away. I found...
There is a saying that goes something like, ‘When a woman marries a man, she does so hoping that he will change. When a man marries a woman, he does so hoping that she never will.’ There are few sayings to do with marriage which sum up its beginning and ending so well, so succinctly, and so truthfully. All of my married, divorced, soon-to-be-divorced, or wish-they-were-divorced women friends all say the same thing. When they married him, they were hoping something would change. ‘I thought...
Coffee seemed to be the pole around which life revolved then. Take the coffee bar in the hotel beside the railway station, where Jane used to arrive on her commuter train in the morning. I usually got there first, and would grab the window table – our table, it was, for a season – looking out over City Square. Sometimes I would sneak a look at the crossword in the local paper before she arrived. It was syndicated from the Washington Post. Jane was tops at the quotations, but I had the edge on...
"That's a good boy, come and get it," he said in a lulling voice as he continued to wave his long heavy cock in slow hypnotic circles. My feet were moving u*********sly as I stepped towards him, the cool water running slowly running off my body. My eyes never left his beautiful cock as I got closer and closer until I dropped to my knees between those thick tree-trunk like thighs of his. I could feel myself salivating as he took a couple more leisurely strokes along that gorgeous monster."Is...
Another kind of patent medicine peddler back in those days was the "snake oil salesman," as he was called among other things. The year I was born, 1919, the Volstead Act was passed, making it illegal to buy alcohol as a beverage. And like all other reform movements started by well meaning meddlers who have no true concept of human nature, the Act created more problems than it solved. Bootlegging and rum running became cottage industries. Whole boatloads of whiskey were smuggled into this...
August 20, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio I had just hung up the phone when there was a knock at the door. I went to open it and saw the van Dorn girls standing on the porch. “My sister won’t be home until after lunch,” I said. “She gets off work at 2:00pm.” “Mom said you were really nice,” the younger one said. “So we decided to come say ‘Hi’,” the older one added. “I’m Mike. Which is which?” “I’m Abby,” the younger one said. “And my sister is Becky.” “Welcome to West Monroe. I think you’ll...
August 25, 1981, Columbus, Ohio Jocelyn dozed off for about fifteen minutes, then woke up again. “Are you seeing Emmy tonight?” she asked. “Yes. Are you OK with that?” “Nothing changed in that regard, Mike. Until I get out of here and get better, we won’t have much chance to work on our relationship and figure out where things are going.” “You’re sure, Jos?” “Yes. Remember our plan. We need to stick to it. Nothing important has changed. I’ll just be a Freshman when you’re a Sophomore....
January 20, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “I actually think that might be a good idea,” Doctor Mercer said when we spoke on Friday afternoon. “What kind of time limits would you suggest?” “I think I’d like to wait until I see you on the 11th. I’ll see Angie a dozen times by then, and I’ll have a better idea what to tell you.” “How is she?” “I know it might not have seemed like it, but it lifted her spirits and made her very happy.” “That’s good to hear. I take it there were no ill effects from...
August 21, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “When’s your last day?” Grace asked on Tuesday morning. “Tomorrow. I need to participate in checking in Freshmen starting Thursday. Are you working Thursday and Friday?” “Thursday, because it’s check-in. Friday I’ll be at orientation. Do you think we could keep our chess dates?” “Evenings are out because of studying, but Tuesday and Thursday afternoons are completely free, except for my guitar lesson on Thursday right after lunch.” “What about Tuesday...
February 27, 1983, McKinley, Ohio “Father, Angie had to withdraw from school for health reasons, and she’s gone home to Cincinnati.” “Lord have mercy! I didn’t realize she was ill! Do you have her home number?” I nodded and handed him a piece of paper, “You might want to speak to her mom first.” He nodded, “I’ll do that. She’s aware of Angela’s intention to be chrismated?” “Yes. They helped her find a church in Loveland to attend last Summer when she was home. They’re supportive, but...
August 29, 1981, Columbus, Ohio “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Despite spending two days screwing like bunny rabbits,” Jocelyn said with a smile, “I think you’re STILL afraid of sex. May I ask another question?” “I guess,” I sighed. “Why haven’t you and Emmy done it? Because of her? Or because of you?” I could give her the answer that immediately popped into my mind - that Emmy wasn’t sixteen and was under the age of consent. But I knew there was some truth to what Jocelyn said....
(Authors note: This story was inspired by femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af023.jpg) ALTERED FATES: THE BITTER BRIDEGROOM By BobH (c) 2002 It was going to be the wedding of the year. Hollywood's new golden-haired wonder boy Tom Hudson was marrying supermodel Gina Carter, and the press couldn't get enough of them. It was a pairing that had synergy, they said, one in which their combined fame and glamor would be greater than the sum of that which...
Introduction: A return to the Pre Teen dance club… Another story. Question and comments in the comments section and at [email protected] Thanks guys. CLUB PT Part 2:The return Exhausted, I wiped at my eyes. It was 8:45 PM on a Saturday night and I had been working for about 11 hours. Multi-millionaire media mogul Magnus Thenn had directed me to coordinate the direction of a marketing campaign for yet another big budget prime time action drama series and it had taken all day just to get the...
"Club Voodoo" by Suzette My wife has a perfect ass. I love Joan's ass. Its round, large, and firm. I guess one might call it a "bubble" or "shelf" ass. It's a black girl's ass on a white woman. It was the first thing I noticed when I met her in college. I was at my fraternity house during a party when I look over and there is this goddess dancing with a bunch of her sorority sisters. Beautiful, full lips, long, wavy blond hair and light blue eyes. She had large, perky, C-cup...
CLUB PT Part 2:The return Exhausted, I wiped at my eyes. It was 8:45 PM on a Saturday night and I had been working for about 11 hours. Multi-millionaire media mogul Magnus Thenn had directed me to coordinate the direction of a marketing campaign for yet another big budget prime time action drama series and it had taken all day just to get the budgeting allocated. Of course this day's work was much easier on me than...
By: HornyJ ([email protected])Part IIChecking myself in the mirror, I made some adjustments to my hair and dress, both of which were looking a little messed up. I noticed acouple small drops of cum in my hair, which I cleaned up with a tissue. My lipstick was completely worn off around the inside of my lips, and I touched that up and blotted it with the same tissue.Walking out of the lady's room, I found Shannon and Shawn talking animatedly. They both hushed as I approached."Getting to know...
Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
IncestThe Lily's Path The following are excerpts from the diary of Sister Aryanna of the Church of Quiet Redemption. February 12, 19xx Dear Diary, The villagers discovered and rescued four youths collapsed in the woods just outside their borders, three boys, one girl. The villagers asked us sisters to care for them and Sister Minhirva graciously agreed. While I certainly sympathize with the decision to help those in need, I suspect Sister Minhirva and my other sisters' enthusiasm...
Club Voodoo, Part 3 By Suzette We got back to the club at about 5. Tawny helped me take my bags up to my apartment. As I opened the door my heart nearly stopped. My wife was lying almost nude on the big blue velvet couch in the center of the living room. I was so happy to see her I could hardly breathe. She had one of her long legs draped over the back of the couch. A long black stiletto pump hung lazily off of her foot. Her other foot was lying on the floor; her long fingers...
It was early in the afternoon when I rolled up the driveway and parked the dented old rental in front of the garage. Ordinarily I wouldn’t be coming home at this hour, and this time it wasn’t exactly by choice either. Earlier today, while I was on my way to one of my clients, my brand-new 50,000 dollar piece-of-junk car had broken down. I had barely managed to steer my prized possession onto the shoulder of the road before its engine stalled with a big puff of smoke and an alarming number of...
Working nights doesn't really bother you anymore. Sure, it fucks with your sleep schedule, but it also gives you the chance to work on your own little side projects. You are a chemist at Horizon Pharmaceuticals, "Where the limit of modern medicine is found and surpassed!" You always thought the tagline was a bit bulky but who cares when they pay well? Horizon works almost exclusively on next generation shit, extending human life, extreme morphological changes to the human body, turbo charging...