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CONFESSION CONFESSION Sept 4th 2003, Received a call from an old school girlfriend,she had split from an unfaithful partner & was looking for a stop overto sort her life out. She had not called me for around 3 years, but we were very close as schoolfriends, and had some mutual friends in adult life. Feeling apprehensive ofher staying with me, I still agreed she could come. But how would I hide thelife I lead. The dungeon below my home & the frequent phone calls I received & thelavish style I...
Confession By Blueheatt __I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell. She said she couldnt tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to. I like to write porn stories,...
THE CONFESSION If I had to describe myself or the life that I have lived up until this point I would say that I have known the pleasure of the flesh to be the greatest part of my life. Some might say that I have been damaged by my up bring, but how can having the complete love and devotion of two loving parents be wrong? Yes the title of my story is correct, I am an i****t whore; having fucked nearly forty members of my family, watch includes my mother and father, my two brothers and four...
Written and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will be ordained into the priesthood, increasing the prospect of an eternal reward in Heaven for the parents, and...
FetishThe work of a priest is never done. Not that I am complaining, I enjoy my work. I step into the central compartment of the confessional and draw the curtain behind me. Sitting in the dark I can not read the scriptures but instead spend my time waiting examining my own guilty conscious and asking for forgiveness for my own many sins preparing myself to hear the confessions of my flock. I don't have to wait long until I hear the shy footsteps of my first confessor approaching quickly down the...
"Confession time!" I announced as I passed the bottle of wine my girlfriends and I were working on. "I wanna hear all about your deepest, darkest confessions! Make me forget that bastard that cheated on me!" I knocked back my third glass of wine and reached for the bottle after Nikki passed it back to me. All of the women sitting around the fire started to giggle and point fingers to one another, trying to get someone to confess. "Oh, all right, said Shana. "I'll go but you all have to promise...
I once jerked off in a Starbuck’s restroom after taking some upskirt shots of the soccer mom drinking her latte. Another time, I stole my sister’s panties and used them as a mask while I cranked off into her pillow. What’s your dirty confession? That’s the question behind XConfessions, an arty porn site that makes smut based on anonymous confessions.The site was started in 2013 by Spanish porn visionary Erika Lust. She initially just wanted to create an online place for people to share their...
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Reddit NSFW ListI am a male in my 40’s from Minnesota, and I love to let my wife fuck other men. I do not have a very large cock, it is only about 6 1/2 inches long but a little on the thicker side. My wife loves large cock, and by this I mean at least 8 inches. I used to be the type of guy who was totally against this kind of stuff until 1 night watching a porn with my wife that was full of swingers. Ever since, the door has been open for my wife to fuck other men. We have been married for 20 years now, and...
I know you asked me for discretion, and I will honor that, but I have to get this out and off my chest. I was contacted by a female who I shall leave nameless on xham, (I'll call her Pinkie). We messaged several times back and forth, and eventually I clicked the friend request button. Time passed and no friends. OK, whatever, it doesn't always have to be. Well, that night she messaged me and said that she just realized how close we lived to each other, and wouldn't it be awesome if we could...
"Ready for your bath, dear?" Anne Pilson asked. "Yeah, I guess so," Lindy replied while still doing her homework. "Just give me another minute, okay?" "I'll go run the water," Anne replied, "take your time." Five minutes later Anne could hear her eighteen year old daughter climbing the steps to the second floor bathroom. She smiled to herself, still glad that Lindy still enjoyed the Thursday evening baths that had started when she was just a baby. "It's not to hot is it?" Lindy asked while...
When i was 16, my friend and I went to a party, drank a lot as usual. At the end of the night, we came back to his parents house, nobody were home. We were used to sleep in the same bed because we didn’t have to make another bed. That night we went to bed and start talking shit cause we were wasted, we talked about a lot of things, talked about girls and then he asked me if I’ve ever sucked a cock. I said : nah bro, have you? He was negative too. We talked about gay things and whatever, so he...
I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly inside me. This was my punishment for last night. I shuffled slightly on the bed, the bonds allowing me very little movement, but the device stayed firmly inside me. My ankles were tied to the front corners of the bed, and my wrists were tied to a table that was fixed in place over the top of the bed. My old word...
"Ready for your bath, dear?" Anne Pilson asked. "Yeah, I guess so," Lindy replied while still doing her homework. "Just give me another minute, okay?" "I'll go run the water," Anne replied, "take your time." Five minutes later Anne could hear her eighteen year old daughter climbing the steps to the second floor bathroom. She smiled to herself, still glad that Lindy still enjoyed the Thursday evening baths that had started when she was just a baby. "It's not to hot is it?" Lindy asked while...
InterracialBe it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business. Walden, Henry David Thoreau. She was asleep, he nearly so; I sat in the corner, trying and failing to concentrate on my book. There were a thousand places I would rather be than here, but she needed him, and he needed me. (In retrospect, these many years later, I think we were both fooling ourselves, he...
Kathy Wu paused at the top of the stairs as she reached the sixth floor of the seven-story apartment house. The old tenement building had been built without the convenience of an elevator and if she had been visiting anyone other then her friend Jiang Li, she would've insisted that they meet her in the lobby. Stepping up to apartment 6B, the twenty-three year old ran one hand through her shoulder length black hair as she rang the small doorbell with the other. A long minute passed before the...
In a story I once read, an author addressing himself to lovers of incest stories, told of the ease with which he was able to seduce his mother. He ended his letter saying that there many mothers who would gladly welcome their sons with wide-open arms and legs into their beds, if their hot and horny sons only make a pass at them. He went on to point out that many a single mother, without a lover in her life, more then not were inching for cock and would ultimately, in spite of their moral...
Im 42 yrs old. divorced, and a closet gay sissy. I always have been.I cant start from the begining cuz of the u******e thing so Ill start on my 18th birthday.I went to school for half days, then work for the other half. every day I would stop at home; while my parents were at work, and jack off.but not like most boys. most boys would blow their load, wipe it up and be done. That was fine at first but I wanted to be as perverted as I could with my hour of total privacy. See back then, growing up...
True story. —- In my defense, I can argue that his computer was so much better than mine. Well, sort of. Anyway, Id use any excuse I could find to justify my curiosity. Dad used to spend so much time at night in his computer… sometimes I woke up very late at night to drink water or use the bathroom, and Id notice the light in his bedroom. His computer light. Oh, there should be something really, really good happening over there, and I had to know what it was. But first, let me say something...
I guess that you could say that I've been a whore...a slut...whatever you wanna call me. I love sex, I can't help it...from my first time when I was a young girl, I've craved it more and more, and I've kept it a secret from everybody...I thought that if anyone knew, then I'd get a reputation for it, you know? I didn't want guys to reject me because they knew I'd been with other guys, so I never told them, I always played the fool... My name is Alison, and this is my story.
Now if you think this is going to be a stoke story, forget it. Actually, that's not the way I write nor do most stroke stories turn me on. So, I usually avoid them and really don't have any interest in writing them. Like lots of guys, I like sexual stories. They satisfy the prurient interest that is part of most guys' psyche. Mine too. A lot of stories include coming of age scenarios, you know, little ones losing their Virginity! Well, not real little ones, you know, not pre-pubescent...
It was 12 55 am, the club was buzzing with music, the RnB base made Stefania's head swim, she was looking at her best friend, who was dancing with her other friends, and she sighed inwardly, lately shes been having these thoughts about her best friend which werent exactly genuine, they were sort of fantasies which bothered Stef alot. She looked at the time, it was only 1 02, the night was still young but the thoughts were constantly in Stefs head, she decided to drink something. She had to get...
LesbianWritten and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will be ordained into the priesthood, increasing the prospect of an eternal reward in Heaven for the parents, and...
Her skirt was so impossibly tight he found himself fantasizing about what colour and style of lacy knickers she might be wearing beneath it (if any) as she turned to one side and bent forward. He also noted how her full but pert tits seemed to float in a pair of shapely cups beneath the brightness of her shiny blouse. He then idly speculated on what she could do with those deep red lips as her long blonde hair cascaded carelessly down over her bobbing bosom like a magical waterfall."Yesss!", he...
CheatingHer skirt was so impossibly tight he found himself fantasizing about what colour and style of lacy knickers she might be wearing beneath it (if any) as she turned to one side and bent forward. He also noted how her full but pert tits seemed to float in a pair of shapely cups beneath the brightness of her shiny blouse. He then idly speculated on what she could do with those deep red lips as her long blonde hair cascaded carelessly down over her bobbing bosom like a magical waterfall. “Yesss!”,...
After a long afternoon of delivering the sacraments to the three city hospitals, Father Antony Secco took a short detour on his way back to the rectory of St. Jude Thaddeus. It'd been several days since he heard the young musician's confession, but his words still echoed in the young priest's mind. This fantasy fulfillment agency called It's Just Sex! sounded like just what he needed. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he'd memorized. The voice answering was crisp,...
TabooAfter a long afternoon of delivering the sacraments to the three city hospitals, Father Antony Secco took a short detour on his way back to the rectory of St. Jude Thaddeus. It’d been several days since he heard the young musician’s confession, but his words still echoed in the young priest’s mind. This fantasy fulfillment agency called It’s Just Sex! sounded like just what he needed. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he’d memorized. The voice answering was crisp,...
“How did this beautiful girl end up beside me?” was the question that always lingered in my mind. It’s not that I looked bad. I’m 27 years old and 6’1″ tall with decent built. The girl beside me was my girl friend, Shravani. She was a 29 year old from Chandigarh. When I looked at her body while she was asleep I couldn’t believe my eyes that a girl like her was sleeping with me. She was just like a dream girl for any guy. Her boobs were massive and her butt was even more bigger. She looked just...
Back in the 1940s I do believe up near the Panhandle of Oklahoma there are more dumb things happen than any other place on God's green Earth. Railroad executives named new towns after their ugly daughters, high school principals knocked their own students up and tried to blame it on God or the moon or some poor tramp that came wandering through town at the wrong time. Sometimes schoolteachers got knocked up by their sixth grade students who were fifteen or so years old. Then there were...
Back in the safety of the former Johnny Test’s room Dukey the dog stood up on two legs and looked his best friend in the eyes. “So let me get this strait. Ever since I left you in the park you’ve been super horny and have had sex with multiple partners and it’s been building even more since the forest when you saw Sissy transform into you? Did I miss anything?” asked Dukey. A couple of seconds later Joni snapped out of her daze, “Sorry you lost me when you said horny.” Dukey saw where Joni...
Mark had flown a few times, back when Paul still had the good job. That had been before 9/11, though, and he was unfamiliar with all the new rigamarole. This was a first for Lindsey, but there had been so many firsts lately that she took it pretty well in stride. Being with Mark made it all more exciting than frightening, and she was able to get into the spirit of adventure. The relationship between the two teens had changed dramatically, and it was not just Lindsey's long-overdue...
Left the gym feeling pretty horny yesterday since I didn’t get any action in the locker rooms, showed off my cock to a few older men and got a few looks but nothing else. Oh well, can’t suck somebody’s cock in the showers every time. So I decided to head to the local cruising park for older daddy’s that I had heard of awhile ago but never was interested to check it out until now. The park is pretty hidden away off some main roads so it barely sees anybody else but gay twinks and daddies looking...
Tuesday Night It was a Tuesday night and I had worked late and didn't get home till 7:30 that evening. When I walked in the door my wife Lori told me that Ben called three times. She said, "He said he needs to talk to you tonight. I asked, "Did he say what he needs to talk to me about?" Lori said, "No. I asked he if he wanted to leave a message and he said he would call you later" I said, "Well it must be important if he called three times. I better call him before dinner." I went...
"I don't want any trouble from you little cunt", she snarled. "You are a thing and you will do what I say." Pulling her sharply by the hair she almost dragged her over to the far end of the kitchen to a large metal table and to the floor. Then attached the lead to a hook on it's edge. "If I see you touch the lead or move I will beat you and enjoy it." Giving her a light slap across the face she went back to cleaning the kitchen. Brooklyn looked around at her surroundings. She was...
Training of a Sissy Whore Part 1Full permission is granted to reproduce this work, provided credit is given to the author.The following is an adult story. If you are not 18, you cannot read it. If you are offended by sexually oriented material, stop now.This is my first attempt at writing a story any comments would be appreciated email.* * * * *I met Bill and Jane through an advert they placed in a contact magazine. The ad read "Dominate professional couple, early forties, seek submissive bi...
It was around Super Bowl weekend. My best friend had invited her ex-boy friend, Mike over to play cards and to hang out. The entire time he was there she was trying to prove to him that he no longer has control over her. Another friend of ours were there as well, Jay, but he was also one of those friends who constantly looked for signs that my best friend and I were together. Jay and Mike both slept in the living room most of the nights that they stayed with us. And my best friend and I slept...
LesbianSeptember, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I was ready when the professor began harping on the principle of one-person, one-vote and its importance to the American system. I raised the issue of the composition of the US Senate and he immediately declared it as ‘anti-democratic’. I was ready for that. “Of course it is,” I said firmly, “and it’s meant to be. The same is true for the Presidency. The networks all made a big deal out of the popular vote for President when there is no such thing! In...
I told her i'd never noticed how attractive she was before and she looked really nice all dressed up to which she replied"how could a young lad like you be thinking that of me?" i told her not to sell herself short.After a while the party started to wind down and people started to leave,i asked her if she wanted to share a taxi and she agreed,when we got to my place i asked her if she wanted to come in for a nightcap or a coffee and i would get her a taxi home later."that would be nice".We...
Hello Sweetie (4) by Sallyjo My dreams were full of horror and desire for what had happened,but I knew full well that if I did not find a way to get out of here quickly I never would,and then realisation hit me,that apart from the fact that there was something more to all this but more importantly I could never be a man again,I was becoming all that I had hated and at the moment I could not do a thing about it. Suddenly I was awakened,by Diana.Get awake dozy things to do and...
The front counter of the bakery is much quieter in the aftermath of the breakfast rush. At the back of the store, men tray up and shuffle pies and sweets ready for lunch, creating their own clamour. Ella can hear the trolleys clanking and the big fridge door opening and closing. Jamie, the chef walks past, winks at her. He’s an older man with very little hair and a New Zealand accent, lovely but strange. She doesn’t respond, continuing to ready the front of the shop, replenishing bags and...
One day you are online and you see an advert for discreet sex dating pleasure garuanteed, you feel a slight feeling stir deep within and think why not! Very nervously you fill in details and press enter. You now wonder why did you do that? But you hopefully they might not get back to you and you carry on with what you were doing. As the next hour goes past you get an email from the site about your request for a sex date and your heart skips a beat as you open the message and read on. It gives...
‘Please. Please! I really am sorry and I’ll do anything, anything at all . . . please.’ The last word was said in a very small, almost defeated voice. We had been friends of sorts for a while. She was in her twenties and I was somewhat older. I had met her online and we had fooled around a little. I had dominated her long distance via email, text and phone, and on skype once or twice. As she lived nearby, we did eventually meet in person, but by that time the ‘fire’ had gone out and we only...
Well, here it is - Chapter 4! Sorry about the incredibly long delay, but life always seems to throw something into your path that must be dealt with. My memory stick that had all of this story, as well as other 'works in progress' was lost, then found, and then had corrupted data. Anyway, I have restored the story as best as possible. I thank the many of you who have offered words of encouragement, some frustrated, but all appreciated! I apologize for the delay, and have taken steps...
Laid Off II By Bill Hart "Well," said the odd man with an equally odd smile as he continued sitting in the booth with me. "Well... what?" I snarled, breaking my self-imposed silence. "It's inevitable, you know." "What's inevitable?" "Your transformation, of course," he smiled knowingly. "What else?" "My transformation? You mean something like you did with Melanie earlier," I replied, trying hard not to laugh. "You want to know something really interesting? If you were...
Guin awoke with a startled gasp, he looked to his wrist and realized he was chained to the wall of a cell. Guin's muscled body was exposed as he struggled and flexed his well tone body, He couldn't remember anything except for setting up camp and suddenly losing consciousness, Suddenly his entire body flared up in heat as his shaft became fully erect. he begins to hear the sound of movement coming from behind the cell door. And somehow, that just made him more excited.
When the limo left her in front of Erica's house one weekend, Janet was eagerly looking forward to seeing Erica. Over the past few weeks, Erica had been placing her in more stringent and difficult bondage positions. In addition, the Mistress had been punishing her in many more different ways. Janet had learned the cat and the flogger, and had been able to stand many more strokes than she had before. She was pleased that Erica had also decided to use her in the bedroom as well, and she had...
SALIGIA felt like the end of the world. The lighting was dim, and the red strobe pulsing above the sunken dance floor provided only fleeting glimpses of the crush of people dancing—a slash of rippling hair, a swath of sweat-slicked thigh. The music in the club was low and throbbing, seeming to drive the undulating limbs of the club-goers. It was your first time at SALIGIA, the new “in” club tucked away in downtrodden part of the city near the docks. In fact, it was your first time out at night...
FantasyThe Club is full. People are crammed into every corner. The music is loud. To be heard you must shout above the din, and if you get a reply you can only catch every second word – guessing the rest and simply nodding when you can’t guess. The entire place seems to be a swirling mass of humanity; some happy and shouting, some drunk or high, some just sitting by the walls watching, some lost in their own worlds. A nightclub, but a nightclub with a difference.You are wearing a polished...
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You awaken, all is darkness, unnaturally dark in fact and you wonder if you have gone blind. You are laid on your back so you attempt to sit up but find you cannot, paralysed as well! You struggle against your bondage but to no avail, you can barely wiggle your fingers and toes. The bondage is not single straps but an all encompassing embrace.....a cocoon. After minutes of struggling you realise you are going nowhere. It is then that other thoughts enter your head "Where am I"... you...
Most of them settled down a bit, except Natasha, who began fucking Donald's ass herself, clearly enjoying the fact that she was now returning the favor and giving it to him as hard as he gave it to her. Whatever else she might be, Natasha wasn't strictly a woman. It was part of her sexuality, but only part of it. She liked having masculine and aggressive traits as well. I got the impression that right then, Nathan was more in evidence than Natasha, his alter ego. For my part, my cock was...
Wrestling under the covers while playing a game of naked grab-ass kicked our biological heat engines into overdrive. The internal temperature of our sleeping bag was well beyond the comfort zone as our cozy sleeping space became a sauna without steam."I'm tired of anatomy by Braille, I wanna see what I'm doing." Alice tossed the sleeping bag cover back and rose to her knees.Her nude body glistened with perspiration in the lantern's harsh light. Alice's cheeks, neck, and breasts glowed blush-red...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAlice told me what really happened, and it quickly became apparent to me that we needed more firepower for people who had to leave the safety of the cave. There was a practical limit, around 6, to the number of atlatl spears one person could carry, so I had to come up with something more portable. It looked like our best bet was the crossbow. One person could carry 20-25 bolts, which seemed to be the number of arrows carried by the enemy archers. We could use either flint or bronze points...
The expert manner in which Jessica had manipulated this scene, and my body, were as always a source of wonder to me. Without knowing it, she was skilled well beyond her years. Was it any wonder I loved this little girl? I shifted my position so I could look into Jessica's face, and I was met with sparkling dark eyes and a warm smile which turned into a look of mock disappointment when my movement caused her finger to slip out of me. Turning back to Amy, I placed a hand under each of her...
Puppy love Puppy love Life is sweet! I mean seriously how can it get any better?Free food, a warm rug on the floor, plenty of exercise, and all the pain a fool like me can handle. It started more than a year ago. There I was with no direction in life and just more or less just wanting to kill myself and get itover with when I came upon an add on some sex site I had checkedout from time to time. Who knew that there were cute rich women who wanted this kind of thing? Well from the very get...
I had often wondered what became of Sophie Dupree, and was absolutely delighted when her name popped up on Facebook. I sat back in my office chair and memories of a wonderful summer came flooding back. It was our final year of school when boys and girls were mixed for the first time; eighteen year olds full of shyness and bravado. No one would have described Sophie as the most beautiful girl in the class. To be honest, she was more pretty than beautiful. I remembered the heady combination of...
SpankingIn the anticipation of more action to come, we slept nude, hugging each other that night. Somehow, Minnu managed to get up early enough and dress up so that my mom doesn’t catch us together in this awkward state. She went downstairs and helped mom with the chores while I was asleep. When both my parents left for work, she came to my room running and got on top of me. She was brimming with lust. She gave a deep smooch on my lips waking me up in the process. I got up and we tangled our tongues...
IncestPart 2 of: My First Lesbian. Once she had calmed down from her orgasm we packed up our stuff and got dressed and headed to the train station to go back to my place. We walked hand in hand to the station and of course this gave us a lot of stares and whispered conversations behind our backs by those who don't understand. We didn't care, we just kept walking and giggling about what we had just done on the beach. When we got to the station we boarded the train, we found a seat towards the back and...
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